The First Interview

The First Interview (M/F, F/F, D/s, BD, Interracial, Toys, Consensual) By Berkshire_boss 46 M 2013 ============================================================================ Author Note: This is all true, it all happened but not with the same girl at the same time. it's been compacted to make it a hornier story. ============================================================================ The First Interview Chapter 1 =========================================================================== This is all true, it all happened but not with the same girl at the same time. it's been compacted to make it a hornier story. You didn't sleep last night. Your heart is racing, palpitating. A few more minutes and you'll be at the hotel. You're thinking how bloody stupid you must be actually going ahead with this. It's crazy, but you cannot do anything about it, you're drawn towards the plush hotel adjoined to the football stadium. All the time as you walk gingerly in your high, come fuck me, heels, you are thinking about the first meeting in Starbucks when he told you what was going to happen and gave you your first interview for the position. You should have said no then. Even there in public he was perverted. He gave you a nicely wrapped box and told you to go into the toilet and wear it, you complied and were horrified when you found lube and a double horseshoe shaped vibrator. Why, didn't you just come out and leave? No, you complied once more, lubed your ass and pussy and inserted the pink smooth vibrator into both holes, straightened your skirt and with a very red face and a straightened back, walked back to the table. He put a white remote on the table and pressed a button which started the double vibrator buzzing slowly by remote control. You gasped and jumped and he carried on with his interview as if nothing had happened. Every so often he increased the speed, making you more uncomfortable but more turned on. He was going through the check-list you had completed and was asking you questions about your experiences limits, fantasies, likes dislikes etc in the same manner a normal non perverted boss interviews someone for a normal non perverted position. A few people in the cafe had noticed something was up. You were obviously squirming, red faced and looking as if you needed the toilet, and were very aware of them glancing.It was everything you could do to concentrate and try not to cum, but when he took your hands over the table leaned forward and while looking deep into your eyes and told you to "fucking cum" the flood gates burst and your orgasmed with some force. You gripped his hands and let out a deep "aaarrrgghh" To an outsider it looked like you were either going into labor, having a heart attack or, to the couple at the back, who had witnessed the gush of water that had hit the deck off your chair, it was obvious that you had had a massive orgasm. Once you'd finished, he smiled and offered his hand and led you out of the coffee shop, legs shaking, heart pounding and very embarrassingly, a huge wet patch over the back of your grey pencil skirt. He walked you to your car, kissed you and said you had passed and he'd be in touch for the second interview. He alsotold you to make sure you wear the, still buzzing, vibrator to next time.

The First Interview Chapter 2 ============================================================================== With all that still racing through your mind you don't notice that you have arrived at the hotel. You have another look at your phone to see the text you were sent that morning . " Go to Suite 212, 2nd floor. 10am, sharp. Be douchedand wear your present" You find the ladies toilets, finda cubicle, hitch up your skirt and pull down your new undies, then take out the vibrator, switch it on, apply some lube and insert it slowly into your ass and vagina. God you are shaking so much, but you know that you will go ahead with this. Nothing will stop you. Its like you are hypnotized or a lemming walking towards the cliff. You realize, when inserting the vibrator, how wet you really are. You straighten yourself up, leave the cubicle, check your make up, add some more lippy, put your hair back into a pony tail stand back and admire yourself in the mirror. Your hot power suit with pencil skirt is very flattering, the slit, just that little bit too high so that when you sit down you can see the stocking tops. Your blouse is unbuttoned one button too low. Your heels are high and you look good Knock Knock' "Enter" a voice loudly barks.You open the door with a brass plaque stating 212 Captains Suite' Thereare three men sitting behind a small boardroom table. You take a deep breath and say "Good Morning" "Good morning Miss Petal, shut the door and come forward" The room was fairly large with windows along one whole wall and set out like a boardroom. There was another door to the right which was open and had a bed in it. One of the men saw you glance at it and smiled. Mr. Stone stood up, " Lovelyto see you again Miss Petal, I see your skirt had dried."

This brought two wry smiles form the other two Gentlemen, God he'd told them everything. Of course he had, otherwise they wouldn't be here. Shit shit shit, you were panicking now and it showed. "Miss Petal, You know what to expect in this interview. We spoke about how you are going to be thoroughly grilled by the directors here, and that if you satisfy all their needs that you will be offered the job as my PA. You will be used an abused sexually throughout according to the limits, likes and dislikes you completed in your checklist. Do you understand?" "Yes Sir" you blurt out. He carried on. " This is your last chance to withdraw your application. If you want to carry on then sign this piece of paper saying you are here on of your own volition and will." You lean forward looking at the other two men. One is older 50ish with grey hair but a hard face an a sharp suit, the other younger, mid 30' s short black hair and obviously looked after himself, They're eyes were both drilling into you and they're expressions were serious but not threatening. You take a deep breath, pull the sheet of paper to you and sign it. " Good, This is Mr. James, the Finance Director. Pleasing him will influence how much your salary is" The grey haired gentleman smiled for the first time and nodded. "This here is Mr. Elliot, he's our Marketing Director and is here because he's a pervert. Plus he has a large cock which we found out about at our company lap dancing team building weekends." You smiled uncomfortably. " Turn around so we can see you" Stone barks. You do a quick turn and refrain from doing a Ta dah' at the end. Stone gets up and moves around behind you. He breathed on your neck, making you nervous but hot " Are you wearing my present", he takes out his remote from his pocket and turns it on, you jump and squirm, and he laughs " Good girl, you would have been punished if you' d forgotten it" Staying behind you with the other two still behind their desk, in a stern voice he said "Take off your jacket, blouse and skirt. As lovely as it is, we won't be needing it for the rest of the day." You do as your told and are soon standing very vulnerably in your hot new lingerie, stockings and heels. "Bend over and put your hands on the desk." You do it, Mr. Stone comes from behind with some chains and leathercuffs and puts them on the desk. The other two Directors quickly and expertly have a leather cuff around each wrist, then you are positioned over the table facing down and your cuffed hands with your arms spread wide and the chains used to secure your wrists to the boardroom's furthest table's legs.. Your face is flat on the table, your heart racing, your close to hyperventilating when you feel your legs being spread apart, more cuffs being fastened around your ankles and again chained to the nearest table legs. Your ordeal begins. The vibrator was removed. All three men were behind you now. Fingers started exploring you. You get a sharp thwack, which makes you cry out. " Don't cry out" One of the men says back to you sharply. Thwack' "ahhh fuck!" you scream. " what the fuck is that?" You cry out. Miss Petal, You get one warning with us. You were told not to cry out and you will now get more and will be gagged" Your knickers, your brand new expensive knickers are torn, ripped off you hurting your inner thigh. Next thing, they are being shoved in your mouth. You struggle and bite down but two sharp slaps to your cheeks stops that, tears run down your face more through anger than pain or fear. Quick as a flash before you can spit them out, a red ball gag is shoved into your mouth and buckled around the back. Then, four sharp hard thwacks in a row hit your right and left buttocks, much harder than before making you buck up and try to get free. Your head thrashes about when Mr. Stone bends , grabs your pony tail pulling your head to his face and quietly but sternly whispers in your ear. "You had your chance to pull out. We are within your agreed limits. Relax, enjoy and comply and all will be well. If you fight it, it will be very, very painful and much, much less enjoyable." Your hair is released and your head hits the table. You breathe out and decide to let it happen. The crop that was used on your ass was now being lightly used on your throbbing vagina and clit. From below, between your legs one of the men was flicking it upwards. Each time it hit your clit you got an electric shock through your body.God you were hot! This was going to make you explode sooner rather than later. The crop was being used a little harder each time, it was getting painful, but it was also enhancing the feeling, One hand was holding your back down onto thetable so that you couldn't move and the tip of the crop hit your clitoris each and every time. It was now getting too painful to bear, but a wave of ecstasy was rising in your loins and body. Your legs were starting to convulse and within seconds a huge tsunami of pleasure racked your body, your body arching and as this happens you involuntarily feel more liquid pouring down your inner thighs like what happened in Starbucks. A hand pressed your face hard into the table as you keep convulsing, cumming and cumming, crying with pleasure and confusion. How can something so wrong be so good. Knowing you shouldn't be here, but never wanting to be anywhere else ever again. At this very moment you would give up your life, family and friends to be kept like this forever. After the orgasm had subsided, you are left panting and moaning while your chains are taken from around the table legs and you are led though compliantly to the next room. Your eyes open wide when you see the toys on the desk. They're way too big, they'll split you, you think, panicking again. Your gag is released and you are told that if you moan, scream, speak out of turn, you'll get another more uncomfortable gag the next time. You nod and look down, dreading what's to come. With your wrists and ankles still attached to the chains, you are held my two of the men while Mr. Stone strips off and gets on the bed facing up. The other two Directors move you into position on top of him and fasten the chains to the bed posts so you are spread eagled on top of him. His hard cock plunges deep into you making your gasp. He grabs your hair and kisses you deeply whilst thrusting hard into you. You feel the bed dip as someone else gets on behind you. Surely not , you think, not together. You feel a finger probe your anus, applying some cold lubricant, as Mr. Stone keeps thrusting hard into you. The finger turns into two and you don't think you can take it, you are told to shut up' which you do immediately and as you do you feel something huge, it must be a cock slide slowly into your ass. Inching in, stopping, inching in again, You yelp and get a hard slap , you yelp again and another slap rains down from Mr. James, who is standing beside the bed naked with his hard cock close to your face. The two men inside you start to fuck in unison. As Mr. Stone pushes deep into your cunt, Mr. Elliot's monster cock, withdraws a little and like a see saw, the start to ride you, slowly, forcefully and very very deeply. You don't know how you can take any more, they start to move a little faster in rhythm, you cant stay quite any longer. The pain of the huge cock is more than cancelled out by the ecstasy of them hitting your g-spot, clitoris and anal nerves at the same time. You have never in your life dreamed anything could feel this good. You cannot hold back any more and start shouting "YES YES GOD YES, FUCK YES, FUCK ME", this gets you slapped but you don't' care, you keep on shouting until it feels like an earthquake is building, your eyes roll back and you lose every inhibition you've ever had. It's almost a religious or tantric experience, but this earthquake, builds, the ground opens up and an orgasm like a volcano erupts from your red hot vagina. " AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH" you scream, "FFFUUCCCKK" your body is bucking, even the two men sandwiching you cannot keep you still, it's like you're possessed and the devil is deep inside of you. The guys keep pumping you until the last convulsion is over and then pull out of you and let you rest panting face down still chained, while they go and have a drink and discuss the excellent candidate. Time goes by, you drift off, mentally and physically drained by your powerful releases. "WAKE UP" You open your eyes, but cannot see. You're blindfolded and on you're back this time. Your head has been propped up and you've got some kind of uncomfortable gag in your mouth, What the fuck!' Your mouth is held open, you cannot close it, you can feel dribble going down your face, you struggle and listen. " No point fighting it my dear" a voice, is it the Grey one? The Finance guy? yes, you think so. "Your interview is going well my dear, it looks like you'll have a well paid position in this company. Obviously that will be constantly under review if you know what I mean" His voice was calm and friendly which took some of the horror out of the situation. She felt someone get onto the bed."Now my dear, I'm going to fuck your face and cum deep into your throat. It's a favorite of mine and you really want to keep me happy don't you" You nod as his body straddles mine and his cock is thrust into your mouth, you gag, but he doesn't stop, his balls and pelvis push hard and fast into your face, the cock hitting the back of your throat, you are gagging and tears are streaming down your face, you're going to be sick, but just as you think its going to come, he cums, jets of hot creamy cum shoots into the back of your throat making you cough and splutter, he holds his cock hard against the back of your throat until the last drops have been ejaculated and then he climbs off leaving you weeping, the cum dripping down the back of your throat, the taste and smell of him isn't unpleasant, but it is strong. He thanks you, which you didn't expect and he walks into the office area saying " All yours!" The other two, Stone and Elliot come back in and see that you are in a mess and ungag you. Mr. Stone kisses you deeply tasting Mr. James' cum on your tongue. "Good girl"He whispers, "Not long now, and you can go home." His hand moved to her pussy and his fingers, one, then two, then three move in and out. You move your hips to his touch, you need him, you need his touch. A forth finger goes in and swivels round, surely not', you think. You feel more lube being squirted on your pussy and you feel his hand move closer and closer to being a fist. Slowly he moves it round, finding the right angle, continuously added lube then, you jolt, his thumb is finally maneuvered in and his fist is inside. MY GOD, JESUS, HELP ME! You cry, It feels like someone has their foot in you, you scream and fight, but that hurts more. He, starts to move his fist really slowly, each finger moving independently inside you. The feeling is intense , unbelievable, painful, yet mind blowing. His thumb is moving slowly against your G-spot and you feel that feeling again. It grows so fast, how can this be? You've never cum so much and so quickly in your life. You feel another man nearby, you cant see anything and it scares you. How many are there? The fist is moving slowly and your orgasm is building, you feel something start to go into your anus, more lube, and this time it's bigger, much bigger. It' s one of the huge dildos you saw on the desk, "FUCK!" You scream as what feels like a bottle is slowly inching it's way in, you ass takes it, you are screaming ""FUUUUUUUCK" as your orgasm hits a crescendo. Wave after wave, your body is out of control and once again you' feel water spurting around the fist and spilling out of your cunt over whatever is in your ass and onto the bed. "NOOOOOOOOOO, FUCK NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, YESSSSSSSSS, FUCKK YEESSSS." You have officially lost total control, and at this moment are having what could only be described as an out of body experience. Your future bosses keep the movement, while you convulse time and time again, begging them to stop, begging for more, you don't know what to do or say or think. This is the moment that you realize you are his, you are theirs. You will do anything they demand, anything , any time for this feeling. They have you. Before you are allowed to go, you are untied and unchained.No gags, nor blindfolds. "Strip naked" You remove your stockings, bra and heels and are forced to kneel down. The three men stand above in front of you andyou do what comes naturally to a newly invested sub. You start to suck their cocks. Each guy instructions you how he likes it, deeper', slower, usethe tongue', lick my balls'

or lick the shaft etc' One after the other they come in your mouth.You swallow and look into their eyes, thanking them in turn. Then, and only then, you are allowed to go to the bathroom shower, clean yourself up. You are a mess. Your hair has been pulled, your make up is everywhere your face and bodyred raw and lets not even think about your two holes. You dress, minus your panties and go to leave As you are nearly out of the door Mr. Stone shouts from the bedroom. "Oh Miss Petal, shut the door on your way out, and one more thing", he pauses.... "Report to HR on Monday morning" Yesssssssss!

The First Interview Chapter 3 ============================================================================ The Monday morning traffic distracted you, and stopped you thinking about what to expect at your first day at the office. On many occasions that morning, you had thought about not turning up. When you were showering and douching your anus as instructed. When you were choosing your underwear, after your best ones had been ripped. When you were inspecting your bruises and marks from last week and when you were inserting your radio controlled double U shaped vibrator intoyour still painful holes. Yes of course you needed the job and the money, not that you knew what the wages were yet, It was more. As a 25 year old woman, you finally knew what you wanted. Most women wanted a career or a family but not you, You, the high flier honors student, straight into Quay West Bank as a fast-track graduate.You 'd been there and done it. It held no interest with you. But this was different. You answered the ad on Craigslist , the interviews, rather than put you off, made you crave this position. You would have done anything to get thisjob, and you pretty much did. You will do ANYTHING to keep this job, and that's what petrifies you. It dawned on you as you walked into the glass building thatyou had no idea what the company did. By the time you reached reception, it had dawned on you. JSE Communications. James, Stone, Elliot. The three interviewers. Well girl', you thought, Talk about sleeping your way to the top' The receptionist sent you up to the 18th floor. Was that a knowing smile or a friendly smile she gave you? Now the nerves were really kicking in. The lift door opened up to a plush lobby with a fantastic view over the city. Theleather sofas, TV's and furniture made it look more like an up-market apartment than an office. There were three desks outside three office doors. One of the doors opened and two very stylish women came out. They looked as if they were off to a cocktail party at number 10. Expensive dresses and heels as well as perfect hair and make up. They both smiled and at the same time said, "Welcome to the Executive Floor, Miss Petal" The blond on of the left, came forward and took your arm "I'm Jenny, this is Alicia, Mr. Stone is a little busy at the moment and he has asked us to show you the ropes." A smirk told you that she was talking literally. You were led into an empty office, "This is Mr. Stones office, and through this next door is where you will be spending a lot of your time". As you were led through the next door, you initially thought that you'd walked into a gym.It was a bright corner room with two walls of windows over looking the city and the river. As you glanced around, you realised that they weren't running machines or weights but they were sex machines and harnesses. Ropes an pulleyson the ceiling, walls and floors. One looked like a rowing machine, but a large cock was facing the seat. Your two hosts looked at your face as you scanned the room. Alicia, put out her hand. "Let me take your bag, Can I call you Penny, Miss Petal? " "Err yes of course" you spluttered. You were open mouthed. Scanning the room. The walls were full of crops, whips, paddles, harnesses, cuffs, hoods, metal and leather everywhere. There were cabinets with labels saying ` Medical, Hooks, Electric etc. and on top of those cabinets were all kinds of dildos vibrators. Glass, metal and every color of rubber and latex cocks. Many you'd seen before, but some were huge and the size of arms. You were scared to death, but also realised that you had damp panties. Your bag was taken from you and within seconds you were on the floor. "JEESUS! WHAT THE FUCK!"

The two women had taken you by surprise. You were flat on your front, One of the bitches had your arms tight behind your back and the other was astride your legs. Alicia quickly and painfully cuffed you then grabbed your hair and yanked it back. Next, your exposed neck was grabbed and she squeezed. The pressure was starting to make you feel dizzy but the more you struggled the tighter the hold was. Her beautifully made up Hollywood face came in close and venomously spat in your face. She emitted a low whispered growl which said "You are the new girl, but for some fucking reason you've become Mr. Stones slut. That was meant to be my job. We all spend years waiting to be promoted to Mr. Stones PA, it's the best position in the fucking company. I don' t know what you fucking did to get this job, but you are going to fucking pay for it" She let go of your throat, you gasped for breath and tears ran down your cheeks, she literally dragged you by your hair across the floor with Jenny pulling your arms. They lifted you up. "STAND UP STRAIGHT SLUT" You were now crying and too weak to struggle. Your hair was pulled up tight above you and tied quickly and tightly and painfully with rope to the ceiling. You hands were freed and your jacket, blouse and skirt expertly removed, leaving you in your stockings, suspenders bra and heels. Your arms and legs were then pulled apart, leather cuffs applied to the wrists and ankles and a rope attached to the buckles which was pulled. You were sobbing, spread into a star shape and had to keep your head up, as the pain on your hair was unbearable. The girls stood back and admired their handy work. " After you Miss Jones, ", "No, after you Miss Smith ", They both laughed. Alicia stepped forward first and grabbed your throat again, as she squeezed, her hand drove hard into your crotch. Her fingers moving up and in shoving your panties into your cunt. Roughly, she yanked out your vibrator, you yelped, but nothing came out of your mouth. She then clenched her fingers pushing you panties deep into you, and rubbed as hard as she could. Her other hand was now squeezing your throat so tight that you were panicking and gasping for air. Alicia's other hand moved up to your bra and ripped it to expose your nipples. Immediately, Jenny took over on your cunt, she pulled your panties to one side, got on her knees, shoved two fingers up you and started to finger fuck you vigorously. Her fingers arching round up inside to your g-spot. Her other hand grabbed your clitoris and squeezed it as hard as she could. You are struggling for breath now and cant say anything. You look into your tormentors eyes an plead with your own eyes. You feel yourself going feint, but you also feel that familiar orgasm building, tears are pouring onto your tits as the pressure on you neck stays firm, you feel dream like, as if you are drugged. Your head falls back, your legs give way, the fingers moving fast and pumping deep into you. You start to cum. As your body starts to convulse, the pressure is slowly released on your neck and a screaming, burning burst of air fills your lungs, the added oxygen only intensifies your orgasm and your body is racked with violent spasms. At this moment, the girls perform their only kind act in all this and hold you up. This helps you get your footing and are grateful to them for keeping you up while the orgasm subsides. A silence takes the room, the vibrator is gently re-inserted and the girls both kiss you on the cheek and turn to walk out. "No" you plead, "Please no", but they walk into the office and shut the door without so much of a glance backwards.A few minutes later, once you've gathered yourself and stopped crying, a prim voice comes through the speaker on the wall. "Mr. Stone will see you now"

The First Interview Chapter 4 ============================================================================ The door opened and the familiar smiling face of Mr. Stone beamed at you and looked you up and down. Welcome to JSE Communications my dear. It seems, from the marks on your neck that you got off on the wrong high heeled foot with your new colleagues. I knew those bitches would be jealous but I wanted you for myself." He moved over to you and gently caressed your neck whilst continuing. "You're fresher, more beautiful and much more willing and they don't like it." His hands moved slowly while he was softly speaking. You were grateful for some kind words and touches. "I'm afraid today is going to be a bit of a baptism of fire, we are at an extremely crucial stage in negotiations with a company that I've been courting for years and I need to be there in person. I'll brief you on the way. He untied you and rubbed your sore ankles and wrists. " You will need to wear some kind of scarf or necklace to cover that" pointing to the finger marks around your throat. "Go, get presentable, and see me in the lobby in twenty."He left by another door and you shook yourself out of a trance. This is crazy, you thought, one minute you're being sexually assaulted by your colleagues, the next you one a business trip and being treated like a human. You gatheredup your clothes which were scattered about the floor and with trepidation, walked back into the lobby. Jenny was there, smiling as if nothing had happened. "Follow me Penny", she perkily chirped, "no time to lose" She led you into a bathroom which wouldn't be out of place in a palace. There were make up mirrors fit for Hollywood stars, a sofa, a hot-tub and some large rainforest showers at the end. "Quick, quick, strip" She turned on the shower, placed a cap on your head and watched you lather yourself up. Each time you glanced at her, her eyes were drilling into you. There was lust and hatred. " Penny, I suggest you wash your pussy" she smiles "you have been rather wet this morning" You obey but wish you hadn't. As your fingers cleansed, you could see her getting aroused. "Good" you thought, "I can play this bitch another time, I'll have her wrapped around my fingers instead of hers inside me" For the first time you realised that you weren't just the submissive, that you also had some power here.Need to play it clever Penny, you told yourself. "Hurry up darling, make up and hair, 10 minutes to curtain" You saw that Alicia had also come into the room while you were showering and was standing by the mirrors. "sit, sit" Naked and wet you are ushered to a chair and expertly make up is applied. Your hair wasn't too bad but needs a touch up. These girls were good. Even though they'd hurt you terribly in the last hour, they were acting like long lost friends and busying to get you ready. Your nakedness didn't phase you and you went with the flow. As Jenny finished with your hair, she fetched a suit, it was similar to yours but without the rip from earlier. It was the perfect size, tight pencil skirt, fitted jacket and low cut blouse. Very expensive underwear with the obligatory stockings and suspenders as per your strict dress code.You grabbed your heels and were pushed out into the lobby "Good girl, perfect, sexy" they purred. Your handbag was thrust into your hands and you were ready. Before you had time to thank the bitches/friends/colleagues, Mr. Stone strode out of his office. "That's better Miss Petal. Take my bag" he handed you his hand luggage. " You were told to bring you passport for HR today, I trust you did?" His tone had changed from earlier. He was hard and cold now. "Err, yes I have it here somewhere", you fumbled in your back, feeling nervous at the new Mr. Stone."YES SIR" he bellowed back. You find the passport and show him, not thinking why he has demanded it. "Good, keep it" In the lift down, you glance up at him and he quietly but firmly dictates, that when in private, on no occasion should you look at him unless he tells you too. When in public you are to act normal and be charming. He tells you that if you let him down, your first day will be your last. The lift drops to -3 and when the door opens it's obviously a private car park. There are several very expensive cars in showroom condition. A chauffeur was holding the door of a high spec Range Rover open. He took your bags and you followed Mr. Stone in. "Kneel Miss Petal" he whispers " I'm sorry?" you reply. "I said KNEEL" He is sitting in the plush leather interior and points to the foot well. "bbbut" you stutter. "FUCKING KNEEL.. THERE.." He points, red in the face. " ARE YOU DEAF OR FUCKING STUPID?"You kneel in the foot well and he placed his legs on your back. The door shut and the journey began. It was hot and uncomfortable down there. You were a little put out, but not that much. This was what shocked you. Abnormal was becoming normal. Being a footstool was better than having your face slammed into the ground by a jealous cow.So that was progress. It seemed like an age before the car stopped. Mr. Stone spent the entire time on the phone. Telling person after person to do this and that. Directing his subordinates like a battle hardy General. The driver opened the door and, after Mr. Stone had exited he helped you out and handed you the bags. You straightened your skirt and jacket, smiled as if embarrassed and sawMr. Stone climbing the steps to a jet, you looked around, you were at a large airport, on the tarmac. "Fuck! A private jet!" you were bursting inside, and you skipped up the stairs. As you reached the top of the stairs Mr. Stone was talking to two Asian men, Japanese, maybe Korean, but they were all smiles. They turned to look at you. "Miss Petal, this is Takahashi San and Sato San." You smiled, nodded and shake hands. Their eyes weren't on yours. They were all over you. A couple of nods between Mr. Stone and them, two more vigorous handshakes and the deal was done. "Congratulations Miss Petal, You've just secured a lucrative contract for JSE Communications. See you next week." With that he turned, walked past you and hopped down the steps. The plane's door automatically startedto close. You were frozen to the spot. A Japanese Hostess appeared from the flight deck and led you to a seat and fastened you seat belt. She then took your left wrist and fastened that to specially attached leather cuffs on the arm restYou were still in shock and let her do the rest with the rest of your limbs. You suddenly freak and start to shout. "HELP, I' VE BEEN FUCKING ABDUCTED, JEEESUUS FUCKING CHRIST NOOOOO" The hostess returns, lifts up her skirt. She pulls her knickers down over her heels, rolls them into a ball and shoves them into your mouth. Quick as a flash, she follows up with a ball gag and your screams are muffled. " Have a pleasant flight Miss Petal" She sarcastically giggles, and as she walks back to the flight deck, she flashes a ass cheek and the finger. You know its pointless to struggle, but you test your bonds anyway. All your thoughts are about home, your loved ones, your family and friends. Nobody knows where you are, you didn't even mention the job because of the interviews. You were saving it for your two best friends once you knew more about the position and what you had to do. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, PENNY YOU HALFWIT, They could kill you and nobody would know." You were in the front seat facing the flight deck and couldn't see what or who was behind you. You could hear voices, definitely Japanese. The plane's engines roared, you taxied for a while and you were away. You guessed that it would be to Japan. The tears were flowing, you couldn't believe how fucking stupid you'd been. Blind trust, blind idiocy. The hostess, saw your tears and knelt down next to you. She untied your gag and removed her panties from your mouth. She placed a finger on your lips to suggest you stayed quiet. You moved you mouth and lips, trying to get the feeling back after the gag. Your somehow thankful for her help. She leant over and kissed you deeply on the lips. You move your head but don't return the kiss, She pulled your head back and carried on regardless, you let her have her way. Her hand reached to your blouse and unbuttoned it. She pushed your bra down and out popped your breast.She took a nipple in her fingers and squeezed " AAAAAAAAAHHHH FUCK" You yelp pleading with her. She moved closer and says simply " Kiss me!" This time you return the kiss, your tongue tasting her and your tears. You open your eyesand see Takahashi San standing in front of you watching, You could see a bulge in his suit trousers and you quickly closed your eyes again. The Hostess moved her hands down to your crotch, lifted your ass and unzipped and removed your skirt and knickers. You instinctively opened your legs. Why fight it you thought, It might keep you alive. You open your eyes and see Takahashi San filming you, "NO" you shout. Your hostess stopped, grabbed your throat andslapped your face hard, once twice three times. You couldn't shout as her hand was tight under your neck. She leant in and looked deep into your tear ridden eyes and kissed you deeper. She whispered " Never, ever say `no' Miss Penny. It is not part of the deal. She moved down between your legs, pulled your hips forward and put her hands under your ass cheeks to lift them and get access to your pussy. Her tongue expertly flicked your clitoris while a finger was inserted and went to the roof of your vagina, immediately finding your g-spot. You moan and see that Sato San has joined his colleague in watching the show. He too is taking pics. You close your eyes and decide to go with it. Her tongue was taking it in turns with her teeth, a small lick and flick then a nibble. Each small bite was like an electric shock on your clit. Her finger was lightly moving round and round and you could feel the blood coursing around your body. You were going to cum and hard. Your breaths were getting deeper and you pushed you head back into the headrest and started to moan, "Oh yes, Oh GOD yes. Her mouth was working wonders faster and faster while a second finger had been inserted to apply more pressure on your spot. It was building and building, she slowed to delay it and you cried for her to continue, "PLEASE YES, PLEASE, OH GOD YES" faster, slower, faster slower, building your ecstasy to a crescendo. Your body started to shake, every muscle tense your arms and legs pushing against the leather cuffs and you finally burst. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH FFFUUUCCKKK,AAAAAAAHHHHHHH YEEEEEESSSSSS." Your convulsions were like you were in an electric chair. She gripped your clit in her teeth and squeezed while youbucked up and down. Her fingers pressed hard in the same spot until your orgasm subsided, the convulsions continue, and you relax, panting sweating, crying. You felt a pool of your cum, under your ass where it's in a puddle in the leather airline seat. You opened your eyes and saw your hostess looking up at you, smiling, lipstick smudged.You noticed that, Sato San was kneeling behind her and has been fucking her while she was bringing you to one of the best explosions you've ever had. He was also looking at you as he thrusted and shouted as he came inside the Hostess. With each thrust his eyes burned into you with pure lust. Takahashi San was filming everything, but you noticed that when his colleague was in the film it is from behind, no face shots. You closed your eyes and tried to shut it all out. You heard them get up, the sound of clothes rustling and you tried to rest. The woman with the best tongue in the world returned with a glass of water and helped you drink it. She massaged your arms and legs to get the circulation going and occasionally kissed you, not hard like before but more like a lover, her hands helping you. She cleaned up your puddle and generally tidied you up. Offered some food which you refused and then once you were comfortable, she came over with a small trolley which had medical implements on it. And some bondage gear." OH NO please, not again" you pleaded. Her mood turned instantly and she grabbed your throat as before and slapped you another three times, this time harder, "FUCK THAT HURT, I'm sorry" you blubbered. She took a ring gag, similar to one you' ve used before and placed it over your head and inserted it in your mouth, You hated these things, so uncomfortable and unflattering. No way of controlling your dribble or, more importantly, what is inserted into your mouth. You pleaded with your eyes for her to be gentle and she was. She out some latex gloves on and removed a tube and a bag, you struggled, this didn't look good, your muffledscreams went unheard. She slapped you and told you to stay still or it would hurt. She took the tube, knelt down and found your pee hole. She rubbed some jelly on it and around which was immediately soothing and felt numb, she took the tube and slowly started inserting it into your urethra. It was s sharp pain and you jumped. "STILL" she barked. It felt really uncomfortable and you could feel pee coming out, she pushed it in a bit more and left it there. "PEE" She ordered as she stood up. You tried and it was strange but out it came you could see it coming down the tube and into the bag. While this was going on, she opened some medicine bottles and took out various tablets. MMMNNMMMMN you tried to talk, but your mouth was open too wide to make sense. Your shook your head from side to side, but she was too strong. She grabbed your hair and snapped your head back, popped the pills in and poured some water in, holding your head while you choked and spluttered, just enough to make sure they had been swallowed. The tears came again this time you were sobbing. She then took out a syringe with a clear liquid inside. She explored your forearm for a vein, cleaned the area with a swab and inserted the needle. You were terrified, and she could see it in your eyes. As she pressed the plunger she leaned over and kissed you passionately on the mouth, everything got hazy and felt nice, your eyes felt heavy and you went to sleep. ============================================================================

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