Mr. Sharpton

Kathy walked into the office, closed the door and immediately began to remove all of her clothes.  She wasn’t wearing much to begin with, just a coat and boots.  Typically, she only wore enough covering to avoid getting arrested during her walk to work.  She was running a bit late this morning so she hurried to hang up her coat and remove her boots.  Given a choice, she would have preferred to wear at least a bra but it was simply not an option.  Her husband had arranged for her to get this job and despite the indignities and the humiliations she endured, she also knew it could be much worse.

Kathy took a moment to glance in the full length mirror attached to the wall.  She was fairly satisfied with what she saw.  At forty, she was no longer quite as firm as she’s like but overall, she felt that she looked good.  Of course, the two hours a day of aerobics and weight training her husband required certainly helped.  She ran her hand over her slightly rounded tummy and across her pert ass before cupping one of her very large breasts.  The last time she purchased a bra; she had been a 34G but had not worn a real bra in years.  Her husband or her boss, Mr. Sharpton, usually bound them in sturdy rope to keep them from getting saggy. The rope also served as a convenient leash.  

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Kathy slit gracefully onto her special stool.  Her chair was made out of clear Plexiglas and resembled a large hollow triangle with rounded angles.  There was a second chair under the desk with the same configuration but with sharp angles.  That was used only when Kathy had failed to please Mr. Sharpton.  Kathy straddled her stool, adjusting her cunt lips so they fell to either side of the edge.  The camera mounted below her offered Mr. Sharpton and anyone else who knew the correct web address, a direct view of her pussy and asshole.  She kept herself shaved, of course, so there was nothing to obstruct the view. 

Once settled, Kathy switched the phones on for the day, donned her headset and powered up the computers.   Kathy was the office manager and did not have to perform menial tasks; Mr. Sharpton had an office slave for that.  He actually had several slaves but he brought only one of them into the office each day to see to his needs.

When Kathy first started working for Mr. Sharpton, he had just started his Financial Planning business and money was tight.  Kathy had been required to do everything around the office.  She had done all of her normal work in addition to assisting Mr. Sharpton. The worst part of it had been the bathroom.  The suite of offices they had been in at the time did not have a private restroom.  There was a large public restroom right down the hall but Mr. Sharpton was very particular and would not use it.  Several times each day Kathy would be summoned into Mr. Sharpton’s office, he would open his trousers and pull his cock out for her.  She knelt between his knees, opened her mouth wide and relaxed her throat.  He would rest his cockhead on her lower lip and piss.  When he was finished, he’d tap off the last few drops, wipe the tip off on her tongue and go back to work.  He rarely bothered to speak to her during the entire process.  She was then dismissed until the next time.  Once she coughed midway through and some of the urine spilled on Mr. Sharpton’s shoes as well as the floor.  Kathy apologized profusely; sure she was going to be severely punished. Mr. Sharpton’s only reaction was a tightening of his lips and a request for her to take his shoes to be cleaned and to lick up the mess on the floor.  Kathy gratefully cleaned up the mess, took care of the shoes and thought the whole episode was over.  No more mention was made for the remainder of the day and Kathy could not help but think as she walked home that Friday evening, how kind Mr. Sharpton was.  Unfortunately for Kathy, she had assumed incorrectly.  The minute she walked in the door of her home she was approached by her husband.  An extremely strong and fit man, Kathy’s husband had grown quite accustomed to living on Kathy’s substantial salary.  He spent all of his time at the gym working out or hanging out with his friends.  Kathy’s husband informed her of the call he had received from Mr. Sharpton regarding her transgression.  He then proceeded to whip her tongue until it was swollen to twice its size.  He then informed her that for the rest of the evening and the weekend, she would be drinking all of his piss as well.  In order to teach her control, as he pissed in her mouth, he held her nosed closed and thrust his cock as deep into her throat as he could.  By Sunday evening she had learned to control her breathing and her gag reflex.  When she returned to work on Monday morning Mr. Sharpton paused for a moment as he passed her desk.

“I trust we will not have any further issues Kathy.”

“No Mr. Sharpton”

“Excellent” With that he walked into his office and closed the door.  A few minutes later he buzzed her desk.  As she entered his office and knelt between his knees, he reached over and pinched her nose closed as he began to piss.  “I spoke with your husband and I rather like this.”  He chuckled to himself as he finished his business.

Kathy shook her head as if to snap herself out of her reverie.  She had a few things to do before Mr. Sharpton arrived for the day.  After calling the answering service and having the phones switched over. Kathy turned on her PC and checked her email.  As usual, there was a message from Mr. Sharpton.

To:  officecunt@sharptonfinancial.com

From: mrsharpton@sharptonfinancial.com

Subject: New Office Policy

Priority: Urgent

It has come to my attention that staff has been negligent in maintaining appropriate appearance in the office.  Effective immediately, staff found with nipples not in an erect state or dry cunt will be subject to immediate disciplinary action.  There are no exceptions.

Mr. Sharpton

Kathy looked down at her own large breasts and sighed. Although her tits were huge, the nipples were quite average in size and the one on the left had a tendency to become inverted.  Most importantly, neither of them was hard. She reached down and began to pull on them quite roughly.  She plucked them, pulled hard and twisted them, nothing worked.  They would not get hard. She was becoming a bit panicky when Mr. Sharpton walked in the door followed by his office slave for the day.

“Oh Kathy” he shook his head and gave her a disappointed look. “I see you are not in compliance with the new dress code.”

“Please Mr. Sharpton, I just read your email and I’m trying to get them hard.  If you would just give me….” 

Before she could finish, he interrupted her. “Be quiet Cunt.  I am not interested in your excuses.  See me in my office in fifteen minutes.”  He gave her a small half smile and continues into his office.  That day’s slave, Kathy thought her name might be Mandy, gave her a sympathetic smile before following Mr. Sharpton into the office.

Kathy started to tremble and she furiously worked on her nipples.  Fifteen minutes later, her breasts were red and sore from her ministrations but the nipples were still soft.  Noticing the time, Kathy walked into Mr. Sharpton’s office.

She knocked quietly and waited for his summons to enter.  Once in the office she approached the desk and knelt in her customary spot.  Mandy was handcuffed to the leg of his desk and had something very large sticking out of her ass.  Kathy did not have time to see what it was before Mr. Sharpton snapped his fingers to get her attention.

“Focus cunt, you have already disappointed me today.  Now, do you know why you are here?”

“Yes, Mr. Sharpton.”

“Tell me.”

“I am here because I was in violation of the dress code Sir.”

“No Cunt, that is incorrect.  Present your udders to me.”  Mr. Sharpton spoke in a firm manner but never raised his voice.

Kathy was confused but new better than to disobey.  She knelt up and put her hands under her tits and held them out toward Mr. Sharpton.

“Come closer Cunt, kneel in front of Slave.”

Kathy walked on her knees until she was right in front of Mandy.

“Slave, bite Cunt Kathy on her udder tip until she screams.  Do not draw blood.” Mr. Sharpton was standing now so he could better watch the two women.

Mandy nodded at Mr. Sharpton then leaned over, took Kathy’s left nipple in her teeth and bit down HARD.  Kathy screamed out loud.  It felt like Mandy was going to bite her nipple off.  At her scream, Mandy released her nipple and looked up at Mr. Sharpton.

“Again, but this time don’t stop until I say so”

Mandy nodded and repeated her previous action, biting hard on the tip of the nipple.  Kathy screamed out loud but this time Mandy did not let up.  Mr. Sharpton grabbed Mandy by the head and pulled back hard causing Kathy’s nipple to stretch even as the sharp teeth bit into it.  Just when Kathy thought she couldn’t take anymore, Mr. Sharpton commanded Mandy to stop.

“Now Cunt, let’s see if that nipple is hard.” He reached down and pinched Kathy’s ravaged tit.  “Much better.”

“Thank you Mr. Sharpton.”

“My pleasure Cunt.  Now Mandy, please do the same to Kathy’s other nipple. I’ll be back in a few minutes to inspect your work.”  He could hear Kathy screaming even after he closed the door. 

Approximately 30 minutes later, Mr. Sharpton returned to see Kathy sitting at her desk.  Her eyes were red from crying and her voice was a bit hoarse when she greeted him.

“Welcome back Mr. Sharpton.”

“Thank you Kathy, I see your appearance has improved immensely.”  He was looking down at her rock hard nipples.  Both of them swollen, and covered in small tooth marks.

“Yes Sir.”

“You never did answer my question correctly.  Why did I punish you this morning?”

“Because I am a disobedient Cunt who failed to be wholly pleasing to a man in my presence Sir.”

“Now that is a better answer.”  He stood for a moment just staring at her. Looking her up and down as she sat straddling her special stool.  “When was the last time I fucked you?”

Kathy was startled by the question.  At forty, Kathy was easily twenty years older than Mr. Sharpton’s personal slaves and he rarely fucked her anymore. “It’s been a few months Sir.  Not since Mandy, Candy and Sandy all had the flu at once.” 

“Oh yes, now I remember.” He smiled as he spoke. “Get up and bend over the desk.” 

Kathy immediately complied. “Let’s see if you have obeyed the second part of our new dress code.” With that, he plunged his 10 inch cock straight to the back of her cunt, slamming against her cervix before pulling back and plunging in a couple more times.  Kathy did not even try to hold back her moans and cried out several times as his cock hit an especially sore spot.  Mr. Sharpton’s cock was thick as well as long and Kathy had always had a hard time taking it. “I forgot how tight you are Cunt.” As Mr. Sharpton spoke he roughly pulled his cock out of Kathy’s ravaged cunt.  “Luckily, you are not completely dry.  I would have hated to have Mandy bite your pussy.”  Kathy was breathing heavily and trying to maintain her position but could not help but wince at the thought. “Not to your liking Cunt? No, well that’s too bad.  Now reach back and hold your ass open for me.  A good cunt does not need lubricant.  Are you a good cunt Kathy?”

Kathy reached back and held open her ass cheeks as wide as she could. “Yes Mr. Sharpton, I am a good cunt.” 

“If I recall, your husband does not really like to use your ass.  Is that correct Kathy?”

“Yes Sir.” Kathy could feel Mr. Sharpton’s fingers pressing roughly against her asshole.  She bit back a cry as he pushed three of them in, up to the knuckle.

“Hmm, nice and tight.” Mr. Sharpton then replaced his fingers with his cock, forcing it into her ass all the way to the hilt in one thrust. Kathy could not hold back and began to scream as he forced his enormous cock in and out of her.  Not caring that he was tearing her up inside.  He noticed that she had begun to bleed a bit but thought it was a good thing as it would add some lubrication for her.  After several minutes, that felt like hours to Kathy, he came deep in her bowels.  Spurting copious amounts of hot cum deep inside her.

“Do be a good girl and keep all that inside of you until you get home.”

Kathy could barely speak she was in so much pain but she managed to mumble “Yes Mr. Sharpton.”

Mr. Sharpton turned away and called sharply for Mandy “Slave!  Get over here and clean me up.  Quickly girl!”  As Mandy scurried over to clean Mr. Sharpton’s blood, cum and shit covered cock with her tongue, Kathy returned to her stool, carefully clenching her asshole closed. 

The rest of the day passed without incident.  At 5:30, she knocked on Mr. Sharpton’s door to inform him she was leaving.  As she stuck her head in the office, she saw Mandy laying on the floor with her mouth open as Mr. Sharpton squatted over her and shit into her open mouth, holding her nipples tightly for balance. Hmm? Kathy thought, some things have changed.  She shrugged, bid him goodnight, put her coat and boots on and walked home.

As she stepped in the door she saw her husband waiting in the entryway.  “Hey Babe, Mr. Sharpton called today.”  That’s when she noticed the giant spiked butt plug in his hand.