Vigo Grimvald noted a distinct lack of activity on the floor outside his personal office. Standing up at his desk, he frowned to himself and made his way out, glaring at all the empty cubicles and unanswered phones. "The hell..." he muttered to himself as he put his hands imperiously on his hips; his eyes searched, but could find only a few diligent workers -- mostly the older women -- at their proper places. A thump in the direction of the copy room made him turn his head, and he strode off in that direction. The sight that greets him when he opens the door is... well, really not all that surprising. The new girl in the office was a little hottie, so it was no wonder the boys all wanted to get to 'know her' better. Rather than taking her out for a coffee after work, though, it seems they'd all decided to do this on company time. "What the fuck is going in here?" The lupine's voice rolls over the din of chattering, suit-clad males all crowded into this tiny room, surrounding one very bewildered looking little bunny. They all freeze, heads turning sharply, and the throng parts to give Vigo an unimpeded view of their victim. A few start for the door, but Vigo slams it shut behind him. "So," he growls. "You all think this is more important than doing your jobs, huh?" That sneer turns to a grin as he walks right up to poor Eleanor and cups her delicate chin in one powerful hand. "I guess we'll just have to see if she really is worth it."

Eleanor Stiles was indeed rather bewildered by her sudden attention. She had a little bit of a fan club back at college, with a parade of boys following her around the campus at various points of the day, eager to find out what she was doing, who she was dating, when she'd next be free. To have all of these respectable business men cram into the tiny photocopier room was something completely different, outside of her comfort zone and of her experience. Unsure what to do she seemed to shrug off the hands on her shoulders, the palms squeezing her skirt-clad bottom, fingers dancing up her sides as she fed more paper into the copier, hurriedly trying to get through her designated work so she could shoot outside to safety. Big, hopeful green eyes peered at the dominating figure that had entered. No such luck, this boss was no saviour, he was a leader, and he'd show the rest of the boys how they should treat a little piece of fuckmeat like Eleanor.

Vigo Grimvald glanced around at his gaping subordinates as he made it clear what his own intentions were. "What are you all, a bunch of pussies? Look at this," he draws one hand back and brings it crashing against poor Eleanor's rump with a terrific smack that nudges her against the copier. "This beautiful little ass. You're just going to stare at it all day?" His other hand reaches right up to grab the nape of her neck and bend her over the copier she's standing in front of, as that skirt is yanked sluttishly up around her hips. Again, he looks around, a few of the office boys exchanging hesitant grins. "Well," says one of them, a lanky canine. "I was gonna do that eventually... but, you know..." his voice trails off. Vigo smirked. "Why wait? She's not getting any younger. Little slut like this was born to fuck." With a huge, wicked grin, the wolf leans down and nuzzles roughly at the lapine's ear. "Isn't that right, sweetheart?" With her skirt bunched up like that, she's quite vulnerable to her big, gruff boss wedging his hand right in between her squirming thighs to grope the crotch of her panties.

Eleanor Stiles was more of a slut that Vigo has bargained for - the fuzzy white valley of her cheeks and pussy devoid of panties per se - the sweet little teenage office trainee sporting a slip of a thong that parted beneath his fingers, allowing digits to draw their way over her creamy little pussylips, spreading them with a single movement. Pink petals were damp with excitement, the bunny certainly not used to so many older men taking an interest in her body, and certainly not used to the cock-sureness of Vigo, who seemed quite happy to molest his female staffers without fear of retribution. After all, who was going to report the CEO when he was promoting banging the young teenage college student who had come to visit? Her feet were fixed to the floor, bunny quite hesitant to move away after that thunderous slap on her backside, afraid that she would be hurt even more - besides, with her face pushed square against the lid, it wasn't like she could do much to save herself!

Vigo Grimvald's eyes widen when his fingers encounter that tiny little thing that doesn't even do its job of keeping her decent. "See?" He laughs triumphantly, rearing away from her and grabbing one cheek of that sweet little ass to spread them apart and give his underlings a clear view of that perfect little pink pussy. His thumb digs into that round, amazingly bouncy bubble of bunny-flesh to reveal Eleanor's glistening folds. "I told you. She's begging for it." Poor little lapine is shoved even farther up onto the big box of a machine to hike her ass higher up, her feet dangling off the floor and her chin sliding across the top of the copier. To her boss' amusement, one young stud is already unzipping his fly to present his cock to her face. "There you go, junior," he taunts, reaching down to unfasten his own slacks. "Slap her on the nose a few times with that and she'll be ready to go." The boys gathered around all laugh, and the grinning young canine does as instructed, smearing the tip and shaft of his dick all over Eleanor's sweet young face before prodding it against her lips. Behind her, she'd feel Vigo's own cock slap her butt a few times, but it was clear that his was much larger than his subordinates'... almost alarmingly so! Too bad the boy in front of her had reached down to bury a hand in her hair, gripping tight; she was unable to look back and see just how big the wolf's cock was, with its bulging girth and huge, throbbing knot.

Eleanor Stiles helplessly whined and fidgeted atop of the copier, handled and moved around like a show-piece, her rear spread apart to show glistening bubblegum-pink pussyfolds between a nest of soft white clamshell lips, the thick fuzz there all matted and steamy-wet, Vigo's fingers leaving great ruffled lines in her fur wherever they dragged. Eleanor had barely begun to get frisky with her first steady boyfriend, the white hare barely getting his hands down her shorts the last time they met before getting cold-feet, the feeling of her slimy little folds making him nervous to proceed - not so with these sexually frustrated business men, their wives long having lost the allure of a teenage lover, all supple curves and creamy little holes, needy gazes. With the spicy musk of precum smeared into her nostrils Eleanor turned into something of a hungry oral slut, turning her head this way and that to try and grab the stranger's dick between her lips, eagerly downing it in a single slurp and wet gag, adult dick stretching the back of her throat out in its first dip inside. Little love-folds gave a visible twitch at the slap of an impressive girth behind, the canid having a dick to match his presence in the room, meaty and whiffing of strong musk, enough to even overpower the stink that clung to her nostrils presently. Like a little signal, her tail flicked up.

Vigo Grimvald grit his teeth and shook his head (as if saying, 'oh, you're gonna [i]get[/i] it') at that signal from her puffy little tail... he knew she was just a slut in need of a good, hard fuck, but he hadn't counted on it to this extent! That thong is dragged right down around her upper thighs, just barely far enough to bare her drooling slit completely, the flesh of her rump bulging where its straps dig in. Despite how slick she already was, Vigo has to grip his shaft at its base and smoosh that cockhead against her twitching pussy a few times before he manages to wedge its tapered tip between her trim little folds. From there, all it takes is him heaving his hips forward, and that massive prick shoves its way into Eleanor's teenage belly, the aforementioned clamshell rudely wedged apart by this turgid intruder. "Mmmm, fuck yeah!" Vigo growls out in bliss as he feels the helpless bunny's insides clamp around him, the poor darling no doubt unaccustomed to such rough treatment. As her hungry mouth seeks out that second eager cock, any complains at being fucked so hard would be muffled; her pretty little head is muscled down over its length and her wiggling lapine nose is buried against his pelvis.

Eleanor Stiles tugged her head to the side with a slippery pop, feeling the pointed tip of dog dick tent her cheeks for a moment. Tongue was pushed out as she gave a guttural grunt, clinging to the copier with all of her might, pinching the edges of it just to keep balance. It felt like that fat piece wedged in her near virgin twat was going to push her right off and into the lap of the man in front of her, she could fucking feel it spread her cunt-lips wide, feel the sting of pink flesh as it gets filled better than it had ever been before. A shaky hand lifts up and takes a hold of the briefly sucked-off dick before her, hauling hungry lips back over the tip to roughly gag herself over it, rocking down to pour it into her throat, both ears going lop as she takes it in a single, ambitious gulp. Teenage twat would not disappoint, hot and steamy folds wringing Vigo's dick as soon as it bottomed out, tight lips squeezing over the base with surprising strength. "Ooohh.. Shit yeah.."

Vigo Grimvald had to laugh as he heard the girl moan out and mumble a couple words, made unintelligible due to the meat in her pretty mouth. "I think she likes it!" The wolf's voice is triumphant and taunting at the same time, and it only gets the other boys even more riled up and eager for their turns. Ellie's plump, bouncy teenage bottom gets yet another jolting smack from her dominant employer, that thick cock of his dragging out and plunging back in with a deep, steady rhythm, rocking her back and forth as she's pinned down on the copier and fucked from two sides. "Fuckin' tight... I bet she squeals when I knot her," he growled with a fierce grin, again letting his right hand dip down to grab one cheek of that gorgeous rump and spread her wide. The thick, bloated bulb of his lupine knot mashes itself over and over against her quivering pussy, but it looks far too large to fit... not that Vigo wouldn't give it his best effort! On the other end, the poor darling was being handled almost as carelessly, with her hair and ears in the grip of the canine now energetically fucking her adorable face. Messy gagging noises filled the room as Ellie's hungry throat was plundered, precum and saliva dribbling from her bottom lip.

Eleanor Stiles pushes her bottom out as far as she can, cunt stuck in the air only to be slapped back by her boss' big ol' doggy knot, the sensation of being battered by it driving her nuts. Sure she'd gone all the way with her exes before, but these were teenage rabbits and hares, they had the junk any other teenager would have, and certainly nothing as unusual as a knot! And sure, her past boyfriends (current partner not included) had vigour and confidence in their actions, but none would quite grab her dumb-blonde hair and rail her face like this. Men knew just how to use her, it crossed her mind, especially as she started to drool over this total stranger's heavy, pendulous nutsack, her lips and nose mashed into his shaggy sheath-fur, flooding her nostrils with the scent of horny businessman. Tail flick fluttered up and down, batting against that big, intrusive dick splitting her hot teenage puss' in two, legs kicking up between his in retalliation.

Vigo Grimvald loved getting a chance to put a girl in her place like this. She could tease and flirt her way all over the office, tempting her coworkers and superiors all she liked with those flouncy little skirts and tight tops, but eventually she had to expect this kind of treatment. The wolf is amazed that she's able to retaliate, her spine arching to present that juicy pussy even more eagerly up to his invading cock, smoothing the angle of entry for his knot. She fucking wanted it -- no, needed it! -- and the frantic, near-desperate wriggling of her nubile young figure sent the message loud and clear. Gritting his teeth, Vigo shoves his hips down over Ellie's round teenage butt and holds himself there for an agonizing few seconds as his knot strained at her clenching entrance. Finally, though, she's forced to yield, and that slick ball of throbbing flesh is squeeze mercilessly in with a squishy wet 'pop,' the tip of that enormous lupine prick plunging even deeper into the girl's fertile tummy. Unprotected as he was, there certainly was a risk of the slutty bunny getting knocked up, but Vigo didn't care. It felt too good to think about something like that! The canine still working away at her sloppy, dripping mouth pauses for a moment, then feels her body jerk with the entrance of Vigo's knot... and without warning, he cums, clutching Ellie's face against his pelvis as wad after wad of gooey hot cum is shot down her throat.

Eleanor Stiles does squeal! And loud, forcing her face down on the stranger's dick as she does so, muffling it almost completely in the process, sliding his twitching tip down into the warm depths of her tight throat. She audibly gulped the thick voluminous load down, kneading heavy balls over with a single hand, feeling them pulse and rise with each shot of sperm into her gullet. She cocksucking slut would look a mess when she finally surfaced, cheeks and lips smothered in spit, her chin now host to more than a few wads of creamy sperm, hair all tangled and matted with the rough handling it had been getting - the whole scene looking awfully inviting for the next lucky guy who would step up to get his dick downed in that sloppy-seconds throat of hers. Her pussy squeezed down on Vigo's fat bulb as it popped inside, roughly milking it with hot, wet walls that pinched down on the root of his dick as soon as he was inside, unable to loosen herself up despite her best attempts. Hot cooch flexed and creamed over it, perhaps instinctively trying to get him to fire off that fertile load of dog-spunk, more likely due to the fact she'd never been spread by anything so massive in her whole life! "Aahhnfuck!" She whimpered, pushing big teenage titties down into the copier, bucking her hips back against Vigo's sweaty sheath.

Vigo Grimvald liked to think that he had a lot more endurance than these boys all standing around, but he was finding it more and more difficult to hold back... especially once Ellie started to shudder beneath him, the instinctive squeeze of her inner muscles signalling her climax! How could a grown male like him possibly resist the needy pull of a near-virgin pussy begging for his load of cum? "Shit," he hissed through his teeth, hands gripping her jerking hips hard, fingers digging into bare flesh, as she squirmed desperately beneath him. Another few quick, hard pounds, and he was ready to give up. No way was he going to be able to hold up much longer in the cloying grip of that tight teenage cunt! "You're gonna fucking take it now," he growled, hunching over the girl as he shoved his hips down over her plump bottom. She'd feel that tapered tip plunge impossibly deep before giving a good, firm kick inside her, a flood of cum instantly following. More and more of the hot, slippery spunk gushed into her, bloating the poor bunny's belly with predator sperm that would no doubt seek out and viciously mug any vulnerable little eggs they found nestled deep within. The next male in line at her fronstide was already slapping the tip of his dick against her messy chin, coaxing her to open up and take another cock down her throat.

Eleanor Stiles continued her shuddering, warming climax as Vigo's fired off, extending the hot throb of her insides as they tugged on his fat breeding bulb, coaxing out every last drop of ropey sperm he had to offer her. Tail laid flat against her back as he bent over her, the dumb blonde slut feeling like a real pack bitch surrounded by countless hungry hounds, the alpha splashing his seed into her ripe womb first, his strong sperm getting first pick of litter eggs. She didn't hesitate for a second once she realised what it was tapping her chin, opening her slimy mouth as wide as it could go for the man to plunge his pecker down her throat, feeling her neck stretch with the sudden girth introduced to it, gagging roughly over the base of his throbbing dick, not even taking the time to look up and see who it belonged to. She quite liked the thought of these mean burning holes in her ass with their stares during the rest of the week, a lucky few being cursed by the many for the killer suckjob they managed to grab at the boss' last strategy meeting in the copier room.

Vigo Grimvald lingered for awhile there, hunched over the girl, balls-deep in her shuddering little snatch. She'd easily be able to feel that hefty sac mashed against the backs of her thighs, clenching slightly as it emptied its contents into her fertile belly. That knot kept her from spilling a single drop of cum, and its volume was such that her adorable navel was soon pressed against the top of the copier almost as hard as those fat and firm teenage tits. Others wanted a turn in that trim little puss, but it wasn't like anyone was going to tell Vigo to hurry up! He grinned down at the sight of Ellie's half-naked figure sprawled out under him, blindly pawing at the corners of the copier, her head and neck slavishly bobbing against the pelvis of yet another stranger. She'd take yet another load down her throat before Vigo finally managed to dislodge himself; that thick knot was loathe to relinquish such a prize pussy. When he withdraws, a deluge of thick, slick cum slides obscenely down Ellie's inner thighs, a few fat gobs dropping right onto the crotch of her panties, as though they aimed for it purposely so they could eventually be drawn right back snug up against her crotch again. The next male to take his place behind her isn't quite so large as Vigo, but he sure doesn't waste any time plunging his fresh prick into her hard-fucked little sex.

Eleanor Stiles pinches her legs together as Vigo tugs his semi-deflated dick out, making a soft whining sound over the fat dick down her throat, squinting eyes shut. A thick drop of white puppy sperm emerges from her split open gash and starts to drool down the subtle curve of teenage twat, engulfing her clitoris before trailing down her legs in a messy, wet ladder. She even feels it cling to one thigh as it slowly makes its way to the floor - something interesting for the cleaners to mop up after the meeting. Sloppy seconds didn't even come close to describing what bachelor number two had in store, his first thrust displacing a fat wad of cum that would smother his crotch and drag great white lines between their bodies in the rest of their lovemaking. In a moment of clarity Eleanor wondered to herself if any of these men had wives, if they like her were cheating on people they loved just so they could get a quick screw and get their rocks off? She was already done, that fat canine bulb tugging out of her pulled another hot orgasm from her body, twitching twat making the next dick to slide into her quivering folds right at home.

Vigo Grimvald grinned in admiration when he saw his subordinate take his place behind Ellie, the young canine's head rolling back as his cock was welcomed inside by that spasming pussy. His first awkward plunge sends another gooey gout of creamy cum sliding down the girl's thigh, a good portion of it ending up far enough down to make a mess in her shoe. "Atta boy," Vigo laughed as he stood back and watched the younger males go to work, plucking a handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe himself off and tidy himself up. In no time, he looked just as dignified as he had when he'd entered the small, cramped room. Glancing at his watch, he raised his voice above the din of urgent pleas to 'hurry up!' and the muffled moans of the slutty young bunny. "Fifteen minutes, and I want all of you back to work. The girl gets to clean herself up," he added, staring down at Ellie's face, "Then I want to see her in my office." With that, their bold leader left the room, letting his horny subordinates to nail the poor girl for another mere quarter of an hour.