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Janni is Forced to Face Her Fantasies

By: loveking



Author's note:

Janni contacted me some time ago after reading my stories. After exchanging emails for many months I suggested that I write the following story about her. I hope that both you and she enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Jack

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Janni was naturally athletic and in her younger years had trained almost daily as a track athlete. She was in her mid twenties and quite petite at 5feet 3inches tall and weighing 55Kg (120pounds). Her 32B breasts complimented her slim build perfectly which was topped by shoulder length blond hair.

It was an early Friday morning in the suburban Denmark town where Janni was busily getting ready to go to work. She enjoyed her work with a small property company. Her overall boss and owner of the company, Frederik, had always been courteous and friendly and she got on well with the rest of the staff. However during the past week things had changed; changed a lot.

It had all started the previous Friday afternoon. Frederik seemed different somehow as she entered his office for an informal meeting. In all the years she had worked for him he had always behaved like a perfect gentleman. He had told her on a few occasions that she looked nice in a particular outfit but had never made suggestive remarks or touched her in any way.

It was quite usual for him to call her into his office on Fridays to discus how the week had gone and to plan ahead for the following week. Sometimes Magnus, her immediate boss would join them but today he was out on business and so it was just her and Frederik.

He usually stayed seated behind his desk but today he was sitting on one of the two sofas that faced each other across a low coffee table.

As Janni entered he beckoned her to sit next to him. 

Although she had no way of knowing yet, Frederik had read all of her private emails that she had been accessing during her lunch break at work over the past few months. Emails she had been exchanging with an older Englishman called Jack who wrote erotic stories for a well known web site. In these frank exchanges with Jack Janni had opened her self to him, telling him of her sexual fantasies and how she regularly masturbated whilst reading his stories and those by other authors; her favourite topic being tales of submissive women being sexually dominated and humiliated by one or more men.

Before he called her into his office he had again read of her fantasy involving him groping her at work. He had also checked out the explicit pictures she had sent Jack of her in various naked poses.

By the time she entered his office he was already very aroused.

As she sat down next to him he tried to keep up the business like atmosphere by opening a file on the table and asking her about the figures on the account. 

He hesitated before making his move; nervous that he had somehow got it all wrong but the painfully hard erection straining to get out of his trousers convinced him that she would just submit quietly as she had stated in her various emails to her author friend.

With a little trepidation he placed his hand on her knee. She turned her head toward him but, other than a faint smile, did not react in any other way. Encouraged by this he slowly moved his hand upward, pulling the hem of her skirt up with it. His heart was pounding in his chest but outwardly he appeared calm and in control as he moved his hand inch by inch, higher and higher until the tops of her hold ups became visible. He had read in her emails to Jack that she always wore holdups but now he knew for sure. Just the thought of touching the naked soft flesh of her thigh above the tops of holdups made his erection twitch. 

Janni let out an involuntary sigh but remained otherwise passive as Frederik's hand reached the naked flesh of her upper thighs. She knew that any of her colleagues could enter the office and see what she was doing but she obeyed immediately as he turned to her and instructed, "Open your legs".

He squeezed and stroked the soft flesh of her thighs; his fingers lightly brushing the gusset of her knickers. He could feel that she was wet and, using a couple of fingers, he pulled the moist gusset to one side and pushed a finger straight up into her hot wetness.

He felt her start to move her hips but immediately pulled his hand away, denying her the chance to get more pleasure.

Their eyes met briefly as he said, "I didn't ask you in here for your pleasure; you are here to please me. Now, kneel in front of me.

Janni slid from the sofa. Frederik shifted his knees apart allowing her to kneel between them. He noticed how her cheeks were flushed as he told her, "get my cock out Janni and suck me until I cum."

He leaned back on the sofa as she obediently unzipped him, fished around inside and eased out his throbbing erection. He knew he wouldn't last long as she lowered her head, opened her mouth and took him into her mouth.

This was just part of what he had always dreamed of since Janni had first joined the work force but now it could all come true.

Her young tender mouth sucked him eagerly as he placed his hands on her head and started to fuck her mouth. Her blond hair felt soft and her sweat mouth hot and eager but his overwhelming desire was to ejaculate into her mouth and feel her swallow it all. 

Just the thought of any of her colleagues suddenly entering the office and seeing her doing this to her boss mortified her but her desire to please Frederik over ruled these fears.

She liked the feeling of his stiff shaft thrusting between her lips; the familiar male salty taste on her tongue as the exposed head of her boss's erection snaked over it. She could feel him gripping her head harder and pulling her toward him as his thrusting became more urgent. She gagged a few times as the tip of his cock touched the back of he throat but she didn't care. Her total focus was to please him; to feel his cock pulsate between her lips and then ejaculate into her mouth.

She didn't have to wait long. She felt him tense his body as he gripped her head. She tightened her lips around his shaft as she felt it pulsating. She started to suck hard, as if trying to draw the spunk from him and then felt his hot salty fluids flooding her mouth. She gulped and swallowed, feeling the salty slime slide down her throat and felt pleased with her self at what she considered a job well done.

Frederik released his grip on her head as she let his softening penis slip from her mouth. 

There were a few last dribbles of spunk still coming from his cock and, much to his delight, she instinctively licked him clean.

There was an awkward silence as Frederik stood to zip himself up. Janni then stood up, straightened her skirt and wiped her lips. After the spell of silence Frederik just said, "Have a nice weekend Janni," as though nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

He then returned to his desk and Janni left his office.

Janni felt relieved that her colleagues had already left for home as she tidied her desk and prepared to leave herself. Her mind was racing all the way home. The incident with Frederik had taken her completely by surprise. It was the type of encounter that featured regularly in her fantasies but never for one moment did she think it could happen for real.

During the journey home she knew that things had now changed at work. From her past experiences with men she knew that Frederik would now want more from her; want and demand more. She started to worry if he would tell others at work. She had always dressed very conservatively and prided her self in her professionalism in the office. Now, as the taste of Frederik's spunk lingered in her mouth she had a strong feeling that she risked becoming the office tart. 

The idea both horrified her and aroused her to the extent that by the time she reached her apartment the desire to satisfy the burning lust inside her was almost overwhelming. She opened the front door and rushed inside, pulling her knickers down as she hastily made her way to the bedroom. By the time she collapsed onto the bed she had already lifted her skirt and plunged a hand between her legs. Her pussy lips were engorged and aroused, oozing her musky mucous as she brushed her fingers over her clit. Her eyes were closed and images of the afternoon's events flashed through her mind. Frederik in his smart business suit and tie; his erect penis jutting out from his open fly; the look of pure lust in his eyes as she knelt subserviently at his feet, gazing up at him as she took him into her willing mouth. The way his hands had gripped her head as he used her mouth for his own selfish pleasure and the final eruption of his spunk.

The recollections were all too much for her as she felt her orgasm building rapidly. With her hand pressed against her clit and a finger delving into her wetness, her whole body convulsed with pleasure as she thrashed about on the bed and reached her orgasm.

The weekend passed by uneventfully but by Monday morning Janni felt nervous and apprehensive as she prepared for work. She dressed in her usual conservative style; simple white cotton bra, matching string bikini knickers and white hold ups beneath a knee length full skirt and white cotton blouse fastened to the neck. 

After her initial apprehension everything appeared normal as she greeted her work colleagues and settled into her chair to start work.

After about an hour and a coffee, Frederik called from his office, "Janni, please come in here for a moment." 

Her heart started to race as she stood and walked over to his office and paused by the open door.

"Come in Janni", he said jovially, close the door and come and stand next to me."

As she walked over and stood next to him he said, "Janni, the events of last Friday in my office happened for a reason. We have been monitoring private internet usage and emails by staff members during working hours." 

Janni felt flustered and gazed down at the floor as he continued, "And last Friday I was reading your frank admissions of your sexual fantasies to your friend Jack, the author whose stories you read on that erotic story web site you frequently visit. In case you are in any doubt I also saw the revealing pictures of your self that you had sent him."

At that moment Janni wished that the floor would open up and swallow her.

Now at least she understood Frederik's sudden change in his behaviour toward her last Friday but felt nervous and afraid of what action he might take.

"Janni," he continued in a stern voice, "at first, when I was shown the emails my first reaction was that I should sack you for gross misconduct."

Janni continued to stare down at the floor, even more embarrassed as it was now apparent that if Frederik had been shown the emails then at least one more person at work must have also seen them.

She was about to beg him not to sack her as she began, "please, Frederik I ...

"I'm not going to sack you Janni so don't look so miserable. However, after reading about your sexual fantasies, seeing your revealing pictures and sampling your skills last Friday I have decided to change your duties a little."

Janni felt the sudden relief of keeping her job rush through her like a pleasant warm glow.

Frederik continued, "I was impressed by your little performance last Friday."

"Good," she replied softly, blushing and gazing down at the floor as she remembered fondly the moment when he had cum in her mouth; knowing that she had given him great pleasure and pleased him.

She then raised her head and their eyes met. She became aware of him checking her out in a way she hadn't noticed before; slowly appraising her from head to toe.

"You have a nice figure Janni; the type of figure that should not be hidden under those conservative clothes. So, as part of your revised duties we have decided that you should dress differently for work every Friday afternoon."

Except during extremely busy times the company usually closed at lunch time on Fridays.

"What do you mean differently?"

"I mean much less conservative and more revealing Janni; clothes that show off your body rather than concealing it.

Now lift up your skirt and show me your legs Janni."

Frederik felt pleased by her submissive response as, with only the slightest hesitation, she reached down, gripped the hem of her skirt and started to lift it up. She stopped as the tops of her hold ups were revealed.

"Why have you stopped?" Frederik said in a very stern voice; "you'll stop only if I tell you to. Now lift it higher."

Frederik watched as she slowly revealed more and more of her thighs, aroused not only by her looks but by her obedience. Finally the crotch of her white knickers was revealed and once again she paused.

"What did I say earlier Janni," he barked.

"She immediately apologised, "sorry, I'm sorry."

"Stop apologising and lift it right up."

She stood passively with the skirt pulled up around her waist while Frederik stared directly at the crotch of her knickers.

"I noticed in the pictures we saw that your pussy was hair free. Do you always keep it like that?"

"Yes," she mumbled, embarrassed by his reminder that he and someone else had seen her naked in the pictures she had sent to Jack.

At that moment the office door opened and Frederik's secretary Christina walked in.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I did not mean to interrupt you Frederik," she said.

Much to Janni's embarrassment Frederik said, "no, please come right in, Janni was just showing me her knickers."

Janni had quickly let go of her skirt allowing it to fall back down and cover her.

At the same moment she saw the severe look of disapproval in Frederik's face as he barked, "I did not say that you could let go of your skirt Janni. Now lift it up again, right up like before."

Janni did as he asked; her cheeks flushed scarlet as she stood with her knickers revealed to both of them.

Frederik's secretary Christina was a little shorter than Janni at about 5feet 1inch. Like Janni she was slim and well toned; the result of daily workouts at the gym. Her hair would be described as dark blond or light brown framing an attractive face. Unlike Janni, Christina regularly wore much more revealing clothes to work. This morning she was wearing a tight dark skirt cut a few inches above the knee and a close fitting top with a plunging neckline which, when she walked up to Frederik's desk and, with her hands placed on the desk and leaning towards him, gave him a good view of her firm 32B breasts.

Speculation that Frederik and Christina were having an affair had been office gossip for a long time but this seemed to contradict another popular rumour that she was a lesbian. What ever the truth Janni was in no doubt that she was enjoying Frederik gazing down the front of her top at her breasts.

As she brazenly showed her breasts off to her boss she looked at Janni, or more specifically looked at the toned soft flesh of her upper thighs and the gently feminine bulge of her vulva beneath the white cotton of her knickers.

"Christina, I've been telling Janni that the email communications we uncovered are unacceptable but that she would not lose her job over it. I have also told her that as part of the deal to keep her job she would be given extra duties. Christina, as it was your idea perhaps you would like to explain to Janni what will be expected of her."

Janni could sense how much Christina was relishing the situation when she turned toward her and said, "As I think Frederik has already said you will dress quite differently at work each Friday afternoon. Your underwear is OK; especially the hold ups but your tops and skirts will need to change dramatically. Frederik gave me a budget to spend on your clothes so at lunch time today I'll show you what I bought and you can try some on for size."

With that, Christina walked out of the office.

Janni was still standing self consciously displaying her knickers to Frederik. She tensed as he reached out and touched her knee.

"Just so that we are clear Janni," he said, "during the week from Monday to Friday morning, your duties and dress code will be unchanged. Now move your feet apart."

She did as he asked, tensing as his hand immediately slid up the inside of her thigh until he was gripping the flesh of her labia through the fine cotton of her knickers. He both caressed and gripped her tender flesh, enjoying the discovery that her knickers were wet, as he continued, "On Friday afternoons you will dress like a tart, short skirts and low cut tops to show off your body and accept the fact that you will be treated like one."

He gave her labia once last squeeze before removing his hand as he said, "now go and get on with your work."

Christina and Janni both had desks in the main reception area and as midday approached Christina walked over to Janni's desk and said, "Let's go; the clothes are in Frederik's office.

It had not occurred to Janni that she would be trying on the outfits in front of Frederik. The idea made her feel both awkward but at the same time aroused. She already knew how Frederik was excited by her and the chance to please him again in what ever way appealed to her.

She got up from her desk and followed Christina into Frederik's office. As usual his door was open and they walked straight in. Frederik was seated at his desk. Christina walked over to a pile of clothes that were piled on the coffee table that was between the two sofas on the opposite side of the office to his desk.

Frederik looked up from his desk; "shut the door Janni," he said, "then go over to Christina and she'll help you with the outfits while I watch."

Frederik could see how Christina both looked and sounded excited as she said, "Janni take off your skirt and blouse and we'll try on some of these outfits I've chosen for you."

Janni hesitated and nervously glanced across to Frederik. He just smiled as Christina said, "come on Janni, let's get those sensible clothes off and let's show Frederik how good you look dressed as a tart."

With that Janni started to slowly unfasten her skirt. Her actions were obviously too slow for Frederik as he said, rather impatiently, "Christina, give her a hand to get undressed."

While Janni was still unfastening her skirt Christina quickly unfastened her blouse. Both the blouse and skirt were soon laying on the end of one of the sofas and Janni was stood self consciously dressed in just her white cotton string bikini knickers and bra set off nicely by her white holdups.

"Take off the holdups as well Janni," said Christina, "I've got some sheer black ones here that are more suitable for a tart."

Christina passed the black holdups to Janni and then waited and watched while she took off the white ones and pulled on the black ones.

In the mean time Christina had pulled out a red micro skirt from the pile of clothes on the table. "Put this on," she said, handing the miniscule scrap of stretchy fabric to Janni.

She felt awkward as she stepped into to skirt and struggled to pull it up to and over her hips. It felt tight as the fabric stretched over her upper thighs and hips; barely covering her and at the same time hugging every inch beneath it.

Christina then held up another scrap of white fabric and said, "Take your bra off Janni and we'll try on this top."

Janni knew that at any moment someone could walk into the office. She heard the excitement in Christina's husky voice and saw the look of lust on Frederik's face. She felt shy and humiliated by the thought of baring her breasts to the two of them but at the same time aroused by the idea of pleasing them.

She reached up behind her back and released the bra. As she removed it and bared her breasts she gazed down at the floor; her cheeks flushed but with a growing feeling of arousal flooding her senses.


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She gasped as Christina suddenly pinched one of her nipples whilst commenting, "Janni, I think that your nipples should show quite clearly through this top." 

Janni took the flimsy scrap of white fabric that Christina gave her and pulled it over her head and down over her breasts. The top was just a stretchy tube of fabric, just sufficient to cover her breasts. Now that it covered her breasts Janni glanced down and saw that her nipples did in fact protrude quite visibly through the thin elasticated boob tube. 

As Frederic leered lustfully at her he said, "Janni, your transformation is almost complete. All you need now are the new shoes."

Christina then passed Janni an opened shoe box. "Put those on Janni and then walk around the office."

Janni lifted out the six inch heeled shoes. She would never wear such high heals let alone the skimpy clothes she was now wearing but she did as she was told, put them on and walked slowly around the office. The skirt barely covered the tops of her holdups. The high heals accentuated her well toned legs and the tiny top left her taut midriff bare and accentuated how generally exposed she was.

After she had walked round the office twice Frederik said, "Come and stand in front of my desk so I can get a good look at my Friday tart."

Just hearing her boss refer to her as a tart made Janni flinch with both indignation and embarrassment but the implication of what it meant to her on Friday afternoons from now on made her whole body tingle with a deep arousal.

She did as he asked and stood in front of his desk. 

He looked at her for a few moments, his eyes appraising her from head to toe before saying, "Christina, pull Janni's knickers down to her knees so that we can see what a tart looks like when she is ready to be used."

Janni stood motionless as Christina did as she was asked. She felt anxious that at any moment a colleague could enter the office but she remained passive as Christina reached under the ridiculously short skirt and eased her knickers half way down her toned legs.

"Now Janni, said Frederik, "Turn around and face away from me, move your feet apart until your knickers are stretched across your knees and then slowly bend forward. I need to check that the skirt is revealing enough when you are bent forward.

With her knickers stretched between her knees Janni shuffled round until she was facing away from Frederik. In a bizarre moment she felt like protesting. Not about what he was asking of her or the way in which he had made her dress like a tart but the fact that it wasn't a Friday afternoon!

However she remained silent and obeyed, slowly bending forward; feeling the short skirt start to ride up over her slim buttocks. 

She felt her face flush as Frederik commented, "Oh yes Janni, that is perfect, I can just see your cunt lips. Now stand up and turn back to face me"

As she did as she was asked she reached down to pull her knickers up. She stopped abruptly as Frederik said sternly, "leave them where they are. You'll pull them up only when I say so. She wriggled her hips and pushed the hem of the tight skirt down to try and cover some of her dignity.

"Frederik was silent for a moment, just staring at her until he said in an uncharacteristically loud voice, "now come closer to me Janni."

She shuffled forward with the knickers still stretched between her knees.

She stood silently as he slowly and very obviously ran his gaze over her. 

"Christina, pull Janni's top down so we can see her tits."

Janni tensed but remained passive as for the second time that day her breasts were exposed to Frederik.

She felt his eyes feasting on her breasts, his gaze shifting from one to the other.

With Frederik now alternating his gaze from her breasts to her eyes he said, "Christina, see what you can do to arouse Janni's nipples.

Janni felt Christina close behind her and then her arms reaching round to touch her breasts.

She squealed as Christina, having gripped both nipples between her finger and thumb squeezed them both as hard as she could. The pain was short lived, gone in a moment as Christina slackened her grip and then delicately caressed them. The response was immediate; an arousing tingle radiated through Janni's body. Her nipples, now swelled, engorged and sensitive, as Frederik gazed at them, his eyes filled with lust.

"Christina, what do you think of a female employee who willingly dresses like a tart with her body so brazenly displayed in her boss's office?"

Janni could both hear and sense the excitement in Christina's voice as she replied, "I think that such an employee should be taught a lesson and punished by her boss."

Janni physically trembled as Frederik said sternly, "Its time you were shown some discipline Janni." As he reached out and grabbed the waist of her skirt, pulling her to him and then forcing her face down over his lap.

She could feel the bulge of his erection pressing against her as he grabbed the hem of her skirt, roughly pulling it up and over her naked buttocks.

Christina almost swooned at the sight of Janni wriggling around on Frederik's lap with her knickers around her knees and her toned buttocks completely exposed. Oh how she yearned to touch Janni, but knew that in the weeks ahead she would get her chance. For now she would just enjoy watching.

Frederik ran his hands over each of Janni's buttocks, gripping each cheek in turn with his large hands. At times, as he gripped each cheek and squeezed, the tips of his fingers momentarily touched her labia. Janni felt him repeatedly easing her cheeks apart and realised that he was exposing her to Christina's inquisitive gaze. 

The light touch of his finger tips felt exquisite but at the same time filled her with shame as she felt what must have been the obvious wetness of her arousal oozing from her; shame that her boss was now certain as to how much she was turned on by his and Christina's humiliation of her.

She felt lost in the pleasant erotic mists filling her senses but then suddenly back to reality as Frederik's large hand crashed down onto her left buttock with a resounding smack. Janni gasped as the hard stinging slap took her by surprise. Before she had recovered Frederik slapped her hard again but this time on her right buttock. 

She tried to raise her self up from his lap but his free hand, pressed into her back, was holding her firmly in place.

"Please, not so hard," she pleaded, but even before she had finished speaking his hand crashed down again, repeatedly slapping each buttock in turn, rapidly turning them red. 

Janni wriggled and protested as Frederik continued to slap her buttocks but when he suddenly stopped she found her self tensing her buttocks, waiting for the next cruel slap. She tensed some more as he teased her by raising his hand but the next slap never came. 

The office was silent as both Christina and Frederik stared at Janni's reddened buttocks. Christina felt her own nipples tingling and crotch becoming wet as she secretly wished it was her across her boss's lap. She also felt other strong urges. An overwhelming desire to humiliate Janni further, to touch her, or maybe to sit on her face, but she knew that if she was patient these desires would perhaps soon be fulfilled one Friday afternoon.

In the mean time she encouraged Frederik saying, "Is Janni wet?" and then enjoyed watching as he slid his hand between the tops of Janni's thighs.

Janni gasped a low involuntary groan as Frederik brushed his finger tips between her oozing labia. Without any further instruction she allowed her thighs to fall open sufficiently for Frederik to slide his hand all the way up between her thighs. She gasped again as he eased his thumb between her soaked lips, pushing it as far as it would go into her vagina. With his thumb stuck up inside her he cupped her wet flesh in his hand, feeling the hard bud of her clitoris pressed against one of his fingers. He glanced across to Christina, grinning wickedly as Janni immediately started to rock her hips and grind her labia against his hand.

He matched her thrusts with his hand and within a very short time Janni had lost control. She writhed with ecstasy on his lap, trying but failing to suppress a scream and completely lost in the moment as she reached her orgasm.

As the moment passed slowly, she felt her self return to reality and the shame of what she had just done. 

Frederik slipped his hand out from between her legs, and said, "Now get up, get dressed and return to work."

Janni slipped off his lap and self consciously walked over to where her normal clothes were. As Christina and Frederik watched she pulled up her knickers and stripped off the revealing clothes. Christina walked over and helped her to dress and as Janni was about to leave she said, "I will keep your selection of tart's clothes here in Frederik's office. I have also bought extra pairs of white string bikini knickers so you can change into fresh ones as the others become soiled. 

Each Friday lunch time you will report here and change, ready for whatever is required of you during the afternoon. Is that clear?"

"Yes," said Janni.

With that, Janni walked out of the office very aware of how dramatically her working life had now changed but also of the wetness that had now soaked the gusset of her knickers.

For Janni the rest of the week passed relatively normally except for her growing feelings of anxiety as Friday approached. 

On the other hand Frederik felt a growing feeling of excitement as he anticipated what he had in mind for Janni on Friday afternoon.

He had sent an email to Jack explaining who he was and the fact he had discovered Janni's email exchanges with him.

Jack's response had been instantaneous and Frederik could hardly contain his excitement on Friday morning when Jack called and confirmed that he was staying in a hotel nearby. They quickly agreed a time for him to arrive in the office.

For Janni the rest of the week flew past quickly and suddenly it was Friday. As she prepared to leave home in the morning she felt very nervous about what would happen at work after lunch. She tried to push the thoughts to the back of her mind as she showered, got dressed, left her apartment and headed for the train station.

She didn't take a lot of notice of the older guy who had been waiting close by and then followed her. He stood next to her on the platform, close enough to breathe in her natural fresh aroma. He felt aroused, his erection bulging inside his trousers as he anticipated what he had in mind for her during the train journey. 

The train pulled into the station and as it slowed to a stop the throng of rush hour travellers surged toward the opening doors. It was already crowded but somehow all of those waiting, including Janni and the older man managed to squeeze into the over crowded carriage.

Janni found her self standing with her back pressed up against the older man in one corner of the carriage. 

The man was standing in the corner with just the carriage walls to both sides and Janni pressed against him facing away; exactly as he had intended. 

As the doors closed the trained started to move. Janni moved her feet apart a little to balance her self as the train accelerated. Almost immediately she felt a large hand press against one of her buttocks. 

The man kept his hand pressed against the young firmness, gently squeezing and feeling with his fingers.

Unable to move away, Janni turned her head abruptly but was faced with the man's icy and authoritative stare. Maybe she should have screamed out or shouted but somehow the man's demeanour oozed authority and she just found her self passively accepting his groping hand. She dismissed it her mind as harmless; after all he was only pressing his hand against her clothes.

The train was soon at the next stop and as it slowed to a halt Janni hoped that some of the passengers would get off and allow her to move away but they didn't.

Instead, as the doors closed she felt the back of her skirt being slowly lifted up. Once again she turned and glared at the man but he just smirked. The train rocked as it passed over a rail junction causing Janni to move her feet apart again to keep her balance. With hind sight she could not have fallen because of the people either side of her but it was more of an instinctive reaction as the floor moved beneath her.

The man chose his moment of opportunity perfectly and as she moved her feet apart he lifted the back of her skirt and thrust his hand up between her legs. He chuckled inwardly as this time she did not turn her head or visibly object.

Janni knew she should be objecting as she felt this stranger's hand pressing the fine cotton gusset of her knickers up against the soft flesh of her vulva. After all, this was an indecent assault, a crime, something that should be reported to the police. She knew from the moment she felt his hand start to grope her that she would submit. 

She had already felt anxious as she had left her apartment; anxious but guiltily horny as she anticipated what humiliating fate Frederik might have planned for her as his Friday tart.

Now, with the stranger's hand between her thighs she was mortified to feel the all too familiar feelings of arousal. Her nipples tingled but more embarrassingly she could feel her juices oozing into the gusset of her knickers; a fact that the stranger must already be feeling. 

The man pressed the gusset of her knickers up between her engorged labia, relishing the hot wetness that had soaked the fine fabric. The next part of his plan was slightly tricky but as he reached into his pocket with his free hand he felt confident that it would work. He carefully pulled out a small pocket knife and briefly glanced around to be sure that he was not being watched. 

Janni froze with fear as she felt the cold steel of the small blade touch her hip as the man eased the small blade between the soft skin of her hip and the side string of her knickers. With one small slicing movement the string severed. Janni felt her knickers start to give way. Just like he had rehearsed in his mind, the man swiftly swapped hands; the hand that had just been holding the small knife was now pressing the soaked gusset into Janni's wetness as the other hand swiftly sliced through the one remaining side string of Janni's knickers. 

The train was approaching the penultimate station of her journey and as it passed over another rail junction and started to brake she felt the man grip the gusset of her knickers and pull them from her.

She actually heard him chuckle as he pulled her knickers out from under her skirt,

Crumpled them into a ball and stuffed them into his suit pocket.

The doors opened and a few more passengers squeezed into the carriage. Janni felt humiliated and vulnerable as she stood there, now with no knickers in the crowded commuter train, knowing that at any moment the man's hand would certainly be back between her thighs and seeking out her wet and now naked pussy.

The carriage doors closed and as the train accelerated out of the station Janni stifled a gasp as the man's hand slid straight back up under the back of her skirt, between her thighs. 

She could have clamped her thighs together, but she didn't.

She could have stamped on his foot or struggled, but she didn't.

She could have screamed or shouted for help, but she didn't.

Instead she stood submissively, humiliated by her irrational desire to please this stranger.

The man no longer hesitated or held back. Now fully confident of Janni's submissive nature he pushed one of her feet with his to open her legs a little and then slid his hand right up between her thighs until his fingers were feeling and groping her wet labia. He used the tips of his fingers to tease her wet lips apart, moving back and forth in her wet slit, seeking out her clitoris a few times.

Janni failed to suppress a groan as the man suddenly eased two fingers into the silky wetness of her vagina. A few of the passengers turned and looked at her as her cheeks flushed red, but quickly ignored her and resumed their own thoughts as the train sped on its way.

She knew that her destination station was now only a few minutes away as the man behind her continued to abuse her with his fingers. 

He was now fucking her with his two fingers, feeling her juices oozing over his hand and delighting in the response of her moving her hips subtly against him as if encouraging him.

Janni felt as though she was about to cum as the train suddenly slowed. With Janni on the verge of an orgasm the train pulled in to her work destination. The doors opened and as the surge of people pushed toward the exit she felt the fingers slip out from inside her. In the rush of people the man disappeared. As she left the station she felt half naked, feeling the wetness at the tops of her thighs as she walked along briskly, her skirt covering the fact that she was not wearing knickers.

She thought she saw the man again as she approached her office but she then lost sight of him again.

Entering the office she approached Christina, who was already sitting at her desk, and said, "Please help me, I need a spare pair of knickers."

Christina looked at her and grinned, saying sarcastically, "what, practicing already to be a tart this afternoon?

"A man attacked me in the train on the way to work this morning."

For a second or so Christina looked shocked and asked, "Are you OK, did he hurt you?"

"No, I'm OK, just a little shaken. He just groped me in the crowded train."

"So how did you loose your knickers?"

"He cut them off with a knife!"

Satisfied that Janni was OK, Christina grinned as she said, "considering that you will be dressed like and treated like a tart this afternoon I think it will do you good to get in the mood by not wearing any knickers this morning."

Janni could sense that there was no point in arguing. She sat down at her desk, with the feeling that somehow everyone would know the secret hidden beneath her dress.

During the morning some of the builders arrived for their regular weekly meeting with Frederik in his office together with the architect and another older looking guy that somehow looked familiar. As midday approached Janni felt more and more nervous. On previous Fridays the builders and architect always left her boss's office around eleven leaving for an early lunch and early arrival home. Today as she nervously watched the office clock reach twelve they were all still in his office. She could hear them through the closed door, loud and laughing. She usually enjoyed their crude banter when ever they visited the office; usually making her blush but also flattering her with their attention.

Today she felt different as they arrived one by one. Greeting them whilst not wearing any knickers felt awkward and embarrassing, even though there was no way they could have known.

Janni's immediate concern now though was that she would be expected to change her clothes at any time now and the men were all still here in her boss's office. She tried to push the idea away but deep down she knew that before the afternoon was over Frederik would make sure that she, his Friday afternoon tart, would be introduced to them all. 

As her thoughts fully occupied her mind Christina interrupted saying, "Janni, its time for you to change. As Frederiks office is busy I have already moved the clothes into Anders, the architect's office. He is out so we can use his office for you to change."

They both walked over and entered the Anders office, closing the door behind them. Janni looked at the scraps of fabric already laid out on the office desk and blushed.

On the desk were the skin tight red skirt, sheer black hold ups, white boob tube and white knickers. On the floor beneath it were the ridiculously high healed black shoes. 




Janni is Forced to Face Her Fantasies



Christina pulled out a chair and sat facing Janni saying, "OK Janni, take off your clothes and change; its tart time." 

Janni felt uncomfortable as she started to undress in front of Christina, but knowing that she would probably have to do a lot worse during the afternoon, she was soon naked and then dressing like a tart in the revealing skirt and top.

She could sense that Christina had been gazing at her the whole time and as she wriggled her hips to try and make the red skirt cover the tops of her hold ups she gasped as her eyes were drawn toward Christina, or more specifically between Christina's legs.

Having caught Janni's attention, Christina looked directly into her eyes, opened her legs, shifted in her seat and, moving her buttocks forward, said with mock horror,

"Oh dear, I also seem to have lost my knickers! Now get on your knees, crawl over here and lick me you tart!"

Janni had never even thought about sexual contact with a woman but with the short, skin tight skirt stretching round her thighs she obediently knelt on the floor and then crawled toward Christina's open thighs. As she inched forward between her thighs she caught the fresh musky aroma from Christina's rapidly moistening and parted labia. Although she found the idea of giving oral sex to a woman mildly repulsive she tentatively moved closer and then ran the tip of her tongue between Christina's parted lips. Tasting the clear mucous that was now oozing out between Christina's lips was much more pleasant than she had imagined. Knowing how she like her own pussy licked and eager to please her, she briefly flicked her tongue up to Christina's clitoris.

She felt pleased with her self as Christina gasped and wriggled on the seat. Janni felt no real sexual desire toward Christina but her innate desire to please was enough to overcome her initial fear.

As she warmed to her task she felt Christina grip her head tightly, pulling her closer; forcing her open mouth to press tightly against her labia. She pushed her tongue into Christina's wetness, feeling her own lips rubbing against Christina's engorged labia.

Janni felt pleased with her self as Christina started to move her hips with a regular and urgent rhythm against her mouth. 

Suddenly Janni heard the office door open. She tried to lift her head but Christina held it tightly. She had no idea who was there as she heard the door being closed and then felt hands rolling the tight skirt up over her thighs. The office was silent except for the creaking sounds of Christina's chair and her soft moans of pleasure as she continued using Janni's mouth for her pleasure.

Janni tried to move her head and look to see who was there but it was hopeless. Her head was held fast by a combination of Christina's hands and her thighs. Janni felt the skirt being rolled right up over her buttocks and then her fresh clean knickers being pulled down to her bent knees. She then heard the unmistakable sound of a zip being pulled down. There was no foreplay, just two hands, roughly pushing her knees apart and then a single hand suddenly thrust between her thighs. She felt fingers probing between her rapidly moistening labia; pushing, probing and entering her vagina. The fingers, obviously satisfied that she was wet enough, pulled out. She felt the mystery man kneeling behind her and then the head of his erect penis seeking out her entrance. 

"Keep licking, you tart!" said Christina as Janni had momentarily stopped. Just as she pressed her tongue against Christina's clitoris, Janni gave out a gasp, muffled by the wet pussy pressed against her mouth, as the kneeling man thrust his erection deep into her vagina.

Janni sensed the man's immediacy when strong hands gripped the flesh of her outer thighs as the man pounded into her.

Janni realised that whoever was fucking her would soon cum. She also knew that Christina would have a clear view of the man pounding into her from behind as she licked her closer and closer to a climax. With her tongue now flat and pressed against Christina's clit she felt her self being pushed against Christina with each and every inward thrust from the man behind her. She sensed Christina's imminent orgasm and then heard her cry out as she writhed on the chair. At the same moment the man's fingers dug painfully into Janni's flesh as she felt his hot ejaculation flooding her insides.

Cruelly, as Janni felt the beginnings of her own orgasm, the man pulled out, wiping his still dripping penis on her buttocks.

"Thank you Janni," said a familiar voice, "I've wanted to fuck you from the first time you came to work here and finding you in such an inviting position in my office was just too much to resist."

Christina released her grip on Janni's head allowing her to turn her head and confirm that it was her immediate boss Anders who had just fucked her.

She felt her cheeks flush as he stood and looked back down at her; she could feel Christina's juices wet around her mouth and Anders' sperm starting to trickle from her vagina. She felt very cheap as she tried to pull up her knickers and then roll the skirt back down. 

"Stop!" said Christina; we'll have to clean you up before I take you into Frederik's office.

Anders chuckled, zipped him self up and left. Christina stood up and went to a cupboard; returning swiftly with a box of tissues.

"Here, clean your self up, get dressed properly and put on some fresh lipstick."

"I don't usually wear any," said Janni.

"I know, don't worry, I bought some nice tarty bright red lipstick for you," said Christina as she reached into her handbag and handed the lipstick to Janni. "Put it on nice and thick."

With Christina's help Janni pulled up her knickers and then rolled down the red skirt that barely covered the tops of her sheer black hold ups.

There was a mirror in the office and as Janni looked at the image of her self all she saw was a cheap whore gazing back. Knowing that in a few minutes she would be in her boss's office with the builders and other men filled her with embarrassment. She looked at her bare midriff then shifted her gaze up to her breasts; her nipples clearly showing through the thin and flimsy boob tube. The skirt looked like it had been painted on with red paint it was so tight. Despite her constant pulling down of the skirt hem the dark tops of her hold ups could be seen with every slight movement. Then there were the heels. These were much higher than she would normally wear and she was finding it difficult to keep her balance.

She was momentarily lost in her own thoughts until Christina said, "OK, Janni, its show time!"

Christina took her hand and then led her out of Anders' office and on toward Frederik's.

Janni felt very nervous as they approached Frederik's office. She could here male laughter and wondered if she was the topic of their conversation. She felt semi naked as she tottered along on the high heals next to Christina. They paused outside the office; Janni felt very nervous as she anticipated the men's reaction when she entered. Part of her just wanted to just cut and run but her deep and usually hidden sexual preference of being dominated had already been awakened back in Anders' office and despite the embarrassment and humiliation that she knew was about to happen she felt her nipples tingling beneath the boob tube. She glanced down at her stiff and protruding nubs clearly showing through the top knowing that all the men in her boss's office would soon be looking and commenting on them.

Her heart was pounding as Christine knocked on Frederik's office door. Janni heard all of the conversation in the office stop as his familiar voice shouted, "Come in."

Christine opened the door and led Janni in by the hand. Janni felt every man in the room gazing at her, appraising her, their minds filling with lewd thoughts as to what they would like to do with her.

She gazed down at the floor, feeling embarrassed and self conscious as Frederik said, "Gentlemen, this is our Friday afternoon tart. Most of you will recognise her as Janni but this afternoon she will just be referred to as 'tart. Before I introduce her to you in a; shall we say, more intimate way, I would like to reassure the tart that you have all signed an agreement stating that what ever happens with the tart on Friday afternoons will remain unspoken of at any other time. During normal working days, from Monday through to Friday noon, Janni will be treated as usual with the utmost respect as a work colleague. However, on Fridays after midday the tart can be used in any way you wish."

Janni, found the courage to raise her head and quickly look round the room. All of them were looking at her, some, mainly the builders were openly stroking the fronts of their trousers as they ran their eyes over her from head to toe. To add to her embarrassment, as well as Christina, Emma her assistant and Emilie the accounts assistant were also in the room.

Finally her eyes met the stranger she had seen earlier. He still looked vaguely familiar, older but still quite handsome. The stranger smiled at her and said, "Come over here Janni so we can all see you properly."

Janni tottered over to point just in front of Frederik's desk.

The stranger reached into his pocket and to Janni's complete shock and embarrassment pulled out her panties from earlier that morning. "Hi Janni," he said, "Perhaps I should introduce my self, I'm Jack. Do you want your knickers back?"

Her cheeks flushed brilliant red as she looked at the man that she had shared so many secrets with during the past year as they exchanged emails and pictures. This was the man who had fingered her almost to an orgasm in a crowded train after cutting off her knickers.

"No thank you," she murmured.

She watched as Frederik handed Jack a blindfold and said, "Janni, to preserve all of your colleague's anonymity you will wear this blindfold."

Jack held up the blindfold and then tied it around her head. 

Janni then listened as Frederik said, "From this moment on the tart will not know who has done what to her. As far as you are all concerned she is just a convenient, willing and very attractive sex object who is here merely to be used and please you all in what ever way you choose. In a moment Jack here will bring her round amongst you so that you can check her over but first, just in case some of you might wish to fuck her anally, Jack will make it easier for her by getting her prepared."

Janni felt her buttocks clench involuntarily at the mention of anal sex. She had only experienced it a couple of times and each time it had been painful. One of the many things she had confided to Jack. Now she knew she had no choice.

Janni was standing in front of Frederik's desk in full view of all the men when Jack said, "I'm going to turn you around so that your back is facing your colleagues."

She felt his hands on her shoulders as he twisted her round slowly. It felt awkward being unable to see and struggling to keep her balance on the high heels.

"Now lean forward Janni and rest your hands on the desk." She tentatively started to lean forward, feeling a little disorientated with the blind fold on, until her hands found the desk top. As she leaned on the desk Jack continued, "Now move your feet back, away from the desk so that you are bent over."

Janni then felt Jack ease the hem of the ridiculously short tight skirt up over her buttocks. She heard the crude comments from the men gathered in the room as they talked amongst them selves excitedly.

She felt the humiliation before it actually happed as she felt Jack hook his fingers under the waist band of her knickers saying, "I don't think a good slut would need to wear these, they will only get in the way."

With that she felt Jack start to pull her knickers down. She could feel the elastic of the waist band slowly rolling down over her smooth buttocks and then down over her upper thighs. As they reached her knees gravity took over and they fell to her ankles.

"Kick them off Janni," said Jack.

She hesitated briefly, but then quickly lifted each high healed shoe in turn and with a bit of a struggle kicked her knickers off.

"Now move your feet apart and show everyone what a good tart has on offer."

It was as if she could physically feel the collective gaze of all the men focussed on her buttocks, waiting for what she knew would soon be a very intimate view as she did as he asked and moved her feet apart.

"Wider Janni, and push your bottom up so we can all see your pussy."

Her feeling of humiliation was intense as, visualising the girls in some of the pornographic videos she had watched, she obeyed and pushed her buttocks up, knowing and feeling that the most intimate parts of her body were now displayed crudely to her work colleagues and builders whom she saw regularly during the every day work. The colleagues who had only ever seen her dressed demurely and professionally at work. 

Her humiliation she felt was intensified as Jack eased her buttocks apart and she was left in no doubt as to what they could all see when she heard the lewd comments around the room, such as, "I just love a hair free cunt."

And, "Can't wait to get my cock in that!"

And, "What a neat arsehole."

Of course, what Jack already knew from their email exchanges was that Janni loved to read stories about humiliation. She would lie on her bed and masturbate as she imagined her self being humiliated like the girls in the stories she read. He knew that she would often have multiple orgasms thrusting her self against her hand as she imagined the humiliation.

Now it was happening for real and was about to be intensified even further when Jack released her buttocks and said, "Rest your upper body on the desk and then reach behind you with both hands and display your self properly to your colleagues."

She wasn't quite sure what he meant as she lowered her body down and freed her arms and hands.

As she hesitated, Jack said, "Reach behind you and pull your buttocks apart."

Her face, hidden from view against the desk was flushed scarlet as she eased her fingers over each buttock and then tentatively pulled her cheeks apart a little.

"Spread your fingers apart Janni and use the tips to pull your pussy open."

She did as he asked, easing the tips of her fingers into her now moist outer labia.

"Now pull your self open Janni. We want to see how a tart displays her wares."

Slowly but surely she eased both her labia and buttocks apart, feeling ashamed but highly aroused as she felt her lubricating mucous flooding her increasingly exposed vagina.

"Wider Janni, we want a nice clear view of your cute little anus."

She opened her self some more, much to the delight of her colleagues and, as if to demonstrate how exposed she now was, she suddenly felt Jack brush the tips of his fingers between her wet open lips and then up over her exposed anus.

"Now stay like that Janni so that your colleagues can enjoy the delightful view of your wide open pussy while I prepare your other delightful tight hole."

Jack reached into his pocket and retrieved a tube of lubricating gel. He removed the top from the long nozzle and squeezed a small amount out onto one of his fingers.

Janni felt the sudden coldness of the gel as he smeared the small blob around her anus. 

Janni felt her self tense her pelvic floor involuntarily as Jack eased the tip of his finger into her tight rosebud.

"Just try to relax and keep your self spread open," said Jack rather sternly.

Janni did her best as she then felt him easing the long nozzle into her rectum. Once inserted he gently squeezed the tube as he slowly pulled it out. Janni could feel the cool gel as it exited the nozzle, coating the walls of her rectum.

He pulled the nozzle free and then coated his index finger with a liberal coating. The room was now completely silent as all of her colleagues watched Jack start to push his gel coated finger into Janni's rectum. She tensed her pelvic floor again as she felt his finger start to enter her but the inward pressure was relentless and she found, much to her surprise that if she concentrated on relaxing her pelvic floor the invading finger slipped inside her much more easily than she had imagined it would.

Feeling and looking like a complete slut Janni kept her buttocks and pussy held open as Jack moved his finger around inside her. As well as pushing it in and out he pulled it sideways, slowly but surely causing her to open a little more.

Janni felt a sudden feeling of emptiness as Jack pulled his finger from her. Her colleagues watched silently, the atmosphere in the room electric and sexually charged as he squeezed more gel onto two fingers this time and then eased both tips an inch or so into Janni's anus.

Janni winced, feeling that she was being stretched beyond what she was capable of but again did her best to accept the invading fingers. By closing her eyes and breathing deeply she felt her anus being eased open and Jack's two fingers slowly stretching and entering her. 

Jack could feel her sphincter gripping and resisting his two fingers but like before, with slow but relentless inward pressure he felt her hot tight hole slowly accept the invasion. 

Janni concentrated hard to try and relax her pelvic floor. She felt constant pressure on her sphincter but then, in this humiliating position, she felt bizarrely proud as the tips of Jack's fingers breeched her sphincter and with one final push he had both fingers in her rectum.

Like before he moved them around inside her. Stretching her from side to side and moving them in and out of her.

Satisfied that she was now ready he said, "Frederic, can you please pass me the butt plug that Christina bought earlier.

Janni had forgotten that Christina was still in the room; watching her humiliation with the rest of her colleagues.

Janni had seen butt plugs for sale when she had purchased her own rabbit vibrator from an on-line store. She knew what they looked like but could not imagine for one moment how one of these conical rubber plugs would be able to fit inside her.

Jack could sense her panic but was also grinning as he coated the butt plug that Frederic had passed to him with liberal amounts of gel. The plug was not ridiculously large, just enough to 'educate' her sphincter and rectum to be able to comfortably accept an erect penis later on.

Jack touched the pointed end against Janni's anus which, much to the delight of both Jack and her work colleagues, was already partially dilated from the preparatory work Jack had done with his fingers.

Janni felt the slippery cold rubber start to press into her. The fact that all of her colleagues were watching as her anus started to stretch over the plug slipped into the back of her mind. She felt determined to somehow accommodate this invasion of her tightest hole. She felt what she had always tried to keep secret in her life. She felt, what was to her, an overwhelming desire to please Jack; to please them all. 

She breathed deeply, feeling her anus stretching as Jack pressed the plug inwards. The progress was slow but sure. Near the front of the crowd of colleagues was Christina, trying to hide her own excitement as she watched Janni's anus stretch over the invading plug. It was almost there, a large dark circular mass framed with the delicate pinkness of Janni's anus.

Just at the point where Janni felt she could not stretch any further it reached just past the largest point. Her anus muscles then did the rest as the bulk of the plug suddenly slipped inside and her anus closed back around the much narrower neck leaving just a ring and rubber disk visible.

"Now stand up Janni and I'll walk you around the room to meet your colleagues."

She stood up, feeling disorientated with the blind fold on and very conscious of the rubber plug that was in her rectum.




Janni is Forced to Face Her Fantasies



She felt for the hem of her skirt and rolled it back down over her buttocks to cover her nakedness.

Jack looked at her thinking how well Christina had chosen the outfit. Janni looked every inch a tart. The hem of her short skirt did not quite hide the tops of the sheer hold ups. The heels were just that little bit too high to make walking difficult and the boob tube just looked like it was meant to be pulled down at the earliest opportunity.

Jack took her hand and led her into the eager throng of her colleagues.

Janni could sense the men all around her as soon as she took a few steps forward. Knowing that they had all just seen her exposed so intimately and then watched as Jack had inserted the anal plug filled her with a sense of total humiliation. Now, as Jack led her amongst them she felt random hands reaching out and groping her. Some slapped her buttocks playfully whilst others swiftly slipped a hand up under her skirt. She tried to keep her thighs pressed together until Jack said sternly, "Now that you are amongst your colleagues you should stand still with your hands on your hips and your feet apart like a tart looking for business.

Janni felt awkward as she tried to do as he asked. She placed her hands on her hips and then moved her feet apart. Almost immediately she gasped in surprise as a hand swiftly grabbed at her boob tube and tugged it down. 

Her cheeks flushed as she heard an instant chorus of "Nice tits!"

With her breasts now exposed she felt unknown hands grabbing them and squeezing them whilst another hand wasted no time in slipping up under her skirt with fingers seeking out her pussy. The fingers soon found their target and the man responsible exclaimed, "Guys, her pussy is very wet."

Others grabbed her hands, pulling them to the fronts of their trousers and forcing her to feel the obvious bulges of their erections.

The next voice she heard was Frederik's as he said, "OK, does any of you want to use the tart in here in front of the rest of us?"

Janni tried to recognise the man's voice but could not quite place one of the builders that she regularly talked to in the office as he said, "yes, she can give me a blow job."

"Excellent," said Frederik. 

Janni sensed movement in front of her and then two large hands pressed down on her shoulders. She knew what was expected and knelt down on the floor. She sensed the testosterone in the room and heard a zip being pulled down inches from her face. 

Christina and the other girls could not disguise their curiosity as they watched.

Janni smelled the unmistakable aroma, faint and not unpleasant, of a man's penis as it brushed across her nose and then her lips. The room was now completely silent as the man held the exposed head of his penis against her lips. She pushed her tongue out and licked it, the overwhelming urge to please this man filling her senses. She opened her mouth and he pushed an inch or so inside her. She closed her lips around the shaft tasting and sensing his urgency. She started to suck and move her head forward and back. She felt the man run his hands through her hair and then grip the sides of her head. He was starting to push deeper into her mouth, pulling her toward him with each inward thrust. She could feel his urgency reaching new heights, desperately suppressing the urge to gag as the head of his erection was now repeatedly entering her throat. Finally, with a loud series of grunts and her lips crushed against the front of his trousers, he ejaculated directly into her throat, his hot salty slime slipping down her gullet like a warm oyster.

He pulled out; wiped the head on her cheek and walked away.

"Anyone else like to use the tart in public?" said Frederik.

Janni felt a strong hand grab hers and pull her up from the floor. She tottered on the heels as the man led her to what she knew was one of the arm chairs in Frederik's office. She felt the back of the chair push against her belly as the man bent her over the back. He pushed her head down toward the seat leaving her buttocks the highest point. She then felt her skirt once more being rolled up over her buttocks. She heard his zip being unfastened and then he kicked each of her feet apart before quickly running his hand up the inside of her thighs and pushing two fingers straight up into her sopping wet vagina.

The fingers only stayed there briefly before she felt him close up behind her and the head of his erect penis seeking her wetness. She felt the head slide between her oozing labia and then, as he grabbed her hips, he thrust his erection all the way up inside her with one big powerful movement. It almost took her breath away and she felt grateful for the way he paused momentarily with his penis buried to the hilt inside her. She was now very aware of the anal plug as both the large erect penis and the big rubber plug filled her petite lower body.

The respite was brief as she felt his fingers dig into the flesh of her hips as he started to pound unmercifully into her from behind. She imagined the scene in her mind; her with her breasts freed from the boob tube bent over a chair like a common tart being fucked from behind as all of her colleagues watched. The shame and humiliation somehow faded into her mind as her own urgent needs were starting to fill her senses. Her naked breasts were tingling, centred on her hardened nipples. She could feel her own orgasm building as the man plunged into her. 

Suddenly he gripped her harder, pressing his fingers painfully into the soft flesh of her thighs and then she felt his penis flood her insides as he ejaculated deep inside her.

"Just a few more strokes please!" she pleaded silently in her head as he pulled out leaving her almost sobbing with the desire to reach her orgasm.

Janni stood up and with help from Jack turned to face away from the chair and pulled the hem of her skirt back down. She started to pull the boob tube back into place but stopped abruptly when Frederik said, "Leave it, tart. You look much better with your tits displayed for everyone.

Frederik then said, "Any more want to use the tart in public?"

The room was silent as Janni felt the guy's cum starting to trickle down her leg. She then listened as Frederik said, "OK, We'll leave the tart in my office while the rest of you leave. She will be available for the rest of the afternoon to use as you please either on your own or with others. I suggest you keep the door closed when the tart is in use and when you are finished you leave the door open ready for the next person.

Before we disperse I suspect, judging by her erect nipples and flushed cheeks that the tart needs to cum. Is that right tart?"

Janni just mumbled quietly, "yes."

"Excellent!" exclaimed Frederik, "just for this part Jack will remove your blindfold so that you can see us all watching you."

She felt the blindfold being untied and then the bright lights of the office momentarily blinding her.

All of her colleagues were staring at her. Her breasts were still exposed and the dribbling spunk almost down to one of her knees as Frederik said "Lay down on the floor."

She did as he asked.

"Now pull your skirt right up and open your legs so we can all see your pussy."

As she shyly did as he asked she watched most of her colleagues gather round her feet and stare between her legs.

"Very good," said Frederik, "now masturbate while we all watch. I want you to show everyone how a tart will shamelessly play with her self in public until she cums."

Janni felt the conflict in her head. She had a strong an overwhelming desire to fulfil her orgasm, the orgasm so cruelly denied her when a few minutes earlier; but also the thought of masturbating in front of her work colleagues filled her with a feeling of complete humiliation.

With her own sexual desires ruling her head she slowly moved her hand down between her open thighs. With everyone watching she pressed her fingers against the wet flesh of her labia and started to move them around. Seeking out her clitoris she brushed her fingers over it, causing her whole body to writhe in ecstasy.

With her hand now pressed firmly over her vulva and a finger touching her clitoris, she started to thrust her hips unashamedly against her hand. With her eyes closed she felt completely oblivious to her watching colleagues; her whole being focussed on the wonderful sensations radiating from between her thighs. She started to moan loudly and her body writhed on the floor as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her body. Finally it subsided and she opened her eyes.

Everyone was staring down at her and the sudden feeling of humiliation swept through her mind.

Jack offered his hand and helped her up off of the floor and then replaced the blindfold.

She listened as Frederik said, "Christina, can you fetch the cuffs and ropes from the next door office please."

Just the mention of cuffs and ropes sent a nervous shiver of expectation through Janni.

She heard Frederik say, "thanks Christina, now could you clear the top of my desk and fetch a cushion from the sofa."

Jack led Janni to Frederik's desk where Christina was waiting with four cuffs.

"Hold out your arms," said Christina.

Janni did as she asked and felt soft leather cuffs being attached to both wrists. She then sensed Christina kneeling in front of her as she felt two more cuffs being fastened around each ankle.

Jack then said, "Janni, climb onto Frederik's desk and lay across it." He offered his hand saying, "Here, I'll help you."

With a bit of a struggle Janni was now on Frederik's desk. She lifted her self momentarily as Christina placed the cushion under her back. Jack and Christina then positioned Janni across the desk, the narrow part from front to back.

The cushion was beneath her back and partly supporting her head which hung over the edge. The width of the desk was such that her buttocks hung over the opposite side.

Janni then felt the skirt being rolled up over her buttocks and the boob tube pulled right down to her waist. 

She then felt ropes being tied to the wrist cuffs by Christina and then her arms were pulled out straight either side along the top of the desk. Christina then tied the ropes down over the edges to the legs of the desk.

Janni then felt ropes being tied to the ankle cuffs and then Jack lift each of her legs in turn; folding them back and apart before securing the ropes from the ankle cuffs to the wrist cuffs.

In this position Janni felt completely and utterly exposed and helpless. She could feel her labia gaping open and was very conscious of the anal plug still lodged in her rectum.

As if to remind her how exposed and vulnerable she was Christina slapped her exposed and wet vulva before pulling briefly on the ring of the plug. Of course Janni had no idea which of her colleagues was responsible.

The room emptied and Janni heard the office door close leaving her alone for the time being. She remained tied to the desk, feeling both vulnerable and nervous knowing that the afternoon was only half way through. 

She longed to be able to touch her self, brush her fingers over her sensitised clitoris, feeling the need to cum again, but with her hands tied and her thighs wide open she could do nothing.

She tensed as she heard the door open, the sudden rush of cooler air wafting over her wet and exposed labia. She heard the door close again and the foot fall of two people coming toward her.

She felt someone close to her head and then the unmistakeable sound of a zip being drawn down. She moved her head trying to feel where the person was and then felt a large erection rest on her face. The man just rested it there, lying across her chin with his scrotum resting on her nose.

On the opposite side of the desk she felt someone pull at the anal plug. Each time it moved she felt her pelvic floor and sphincter tense in direct response. She felt relieved when, having been reminded of the large rubber bung in her rectum, the teasing of it stopped and she felt the head of a stiff penis press between her open labia.

As the penis sought her vagina the man standing by her head moved back a little and then she felt his erection being brushed over her lips. Fingers suddenly pinched her nose and as she opened her mouth to breathe the erect penis slid straight in over her tongue. At the same time she felt the other erection plunge into her vagina.

There was no affection or tenderness from either man, just a sense of pure lust as they both began pounding into her from each end.

The one in her mouth reached over her and roughly gripped her breasts in each hand as he fucked her mouth whilst the other gripped her outer thighs as he relentlessly pumped urgently into her vagina.

She could feel the man in her mouth approaching his orgasm. His fingers were gripping her breasts painfully and her lips were repeatedly crushed against his pubic hair as the head of his penis entered her throat with each urgent inward thrust and his scrotum slapped against her nose.

She could feel it growing larger in her mouth; her lips felt the whole shaft start to pulsate and then his hot spunk exploded directly into her throat. She swallowed rapidly, avoiding choking as she felt his salty gloop sliding directly into her gullet.

The man between her thighs was still thrusting powerfully into her and she felt she could soon cum. However, just a few seconds later she felt him tense and change his stroke a little before he released his hot load deep inside her vagina. Although humiliated and used, she once more felt cheated out of her own orgasm.

Both men paused for a minute or so before withdrawing from her body. She felt them wipe the last few drips of spunk both on her face and on the inside of one thigh before the office door opened and she was alone once more. She could taste the remnants of fresh spunk as she wondered which of her colleagues, or maybe it had been two of the builders, had just used her.

As she lay there she could feel the spunk start to trickle out from her vagina. She imagined how cheap and obscene she must look tied to the desk, her breasts, vulva and plugged anus completely and crudely displayed whilst still dressed in the sheer holdups and high heels.

She tensed as she heard the office door being closed and then someone approaching her.

Her breasts felt bruised from the last encounter but her nipples tingled with arousal and her body yearned for some sexual release as the unknown person moved closer.

Janni sensed the faint perfume of a woman and knew it could only be one of three. Just the idea of her female colleagues seeing her like this made her cringe with embarrassment although Christina was the most likely one; Janni did not recognise the perfume as belonging to her. That meant it must be either Emma or Emilie.

Emma grinned as she gazed at the obscene spectacle of her immediate work superior tied to the boss's desk.

Her eyes wandered over Janni's rudely exposed body noting how stiff and erect her nipples were and the way in which her dripping vulva looked swollen and engorged.

Emma reached up under her own sensible work skirt and quickly pulled down her knickers. Stepping out of them she picked them up and stuffed them into a pocket in her skirt. She felt aroused, her own nipples pert and hard beneath her sensible blouse. She could feel her vulva starting to ooze as she moved closer to Janni, reached out tentatively and touched Janni's clitoris with her finger. Emma had always enjoyed teasing and when Janni's body twitched at her touch she just grinned again, sensing how close Janni must be to an orgasm.

With growing confidence she moved closer still, giving the ring of the anal plug a quick tug and watching how the whole of Janni's pelvic floor reacted. She prodded and pulled at Janni's labia before once more brushing her finger over her clitoris and watching with delight as Janni writhed in the ropes.

For a brief moment Janni was convinced that the mystery female would give her the relief she craved but it was not to be.

Emma walked slowly round the desk until she was behind Janni's head. 

Janni sensed her presence and then, as Emma lifted her skirt right up, for the second time that afternoon Janni smelled the clean but unmistakeable scent of an aroused pussy.

Emma moved closer, opening her legs until she was stood astride Janni's head. She reached down, placed her hands under Janni's head and then pressed her oozing labia against her mouth.

Janni knew what was expected of her and was soon licking and slurping Emma's parted lips. Emma began rocking back and forth, using Janni's mouth and tongue. Emma noticed the slight bruising that was showing on Janni's breasts and imagined how it must have got there. As her orgasm rapidly approached she too reached forward and grabbed Janni's breasts, using them as handles to grip on to as she relentlessly used Janni's face. As she leaned forward a little she could feel Janni's nose, like a small cock between her parted labia, as she shamelessly rubbed her clitoris against her mouth. Emma felt her body tense as what was probably the best orgasm she had ever had racked her body. She ground her hips over Janni's mouth, struggling to keep standing as she gripped Janni's breasts and howled with pleasure.

After a minute or so she moved back, and looked down at Janni's face. She could see her own juices glistening on both her nose and around her mouth as she smoothed down her dress and then quickly left the office leaving the door open for the next visitors.

Janni still felt at the height of arousal but the need to reach orgasm was becoming unbearable.

All she could think about was that the next person to enter the room would hopefully make her cum whilst pursuing their own pleasure from her body.

She heard someone enter the room and the door close. Whoever it was wasted no time. She felt his presence behind her head, heard his zip being pulled down and then a stiff penis pushed roughly into her mouth. No time to lick it or for her to savour the sensation and taste. His hands held the back of her head as he just fucked her mouth. Like before she felt her lips being crushed against his pubic hair and then the eruption of his salty slime flooding directly down into her stomach.

She started to realise that the men must have been talking to each other about her ability to 'deep throat' as one after another came into the office to use her mouth.

Ten minutes or so after she had swallowed the last load she realised that she must have satisfied all of her colleagues; at least for now.

After what seemed a long time she head someone else come into the office and close the door.

Unlike the others he moved up close to her and said, "Hi Janni, its Jack. She said nothing as she sensed him slowly walking round the desk. She wondered what she must look like as she felt some of the spunk she was unable to swallow quickly enough in slimy trails from the corners of her mouth, down across her cheeks and into her hair.

She felt him move round the desk until he was standing between her open legs.

The aching need to cum was still there and for the first time that afternoon she spoke, saying, "Please fuck me Jack. Please, I need to cum."

She felt his hand rest on her belly and then he leaned forward and tenderly caressed her bruised breasts.

Then, releasing her breasts and standing back straight he said, "I'm really surprised that the anal plug is still in place. Did no one fuck your arse?"

"No," she said quietly.

"Excellent!" he exclaimed, so it's all mine." I'm really looking forward to fucking your tight neglected arse."

As he finished speaking she felt him grip the ring of the anal plug and start to pull. She started to panic as she felt as though it was too large to come out. Jack kept up a steady pulling force on the ring saying, "try to relax Janni and remember it went in OK."




Janni is Forced to Face Her Fantasies



She felt the pressure building as her anus stretched more and more. Jack felt his penis twitch with anticipation of the treat he had to come as he watched her rose bud open and stretch over the black rubber. 

Just when Janni was convinced the plug was stuck inside her for ever she felt the sudden relief as the plug popped out and her sphincter relaxed.

She heard the sound of Jack's zip as he quickly released his erection from the confines of his trousers. All afternoon she had been dreading being anally penetrated. She had only experienced it twice before and both times had been painful. She remembered the many email exchanges she had with Jack and how he had tried to convince her that anal sex, when the woman is properly prepared should not be painful. In truth she was far from convinced but knew she was about to find out.

Jack gazed at Janni's crudely displayed genitalia noting how engorged her parted labia looked and her clitoris peeping from its hood. He could see her vaginal mucous oozing from her; the good indicator of her heightened arousal. His gaze then shifted from her vulva to her anus. What had once been a tight rose bud earlier in the afternoon, before he had fitted the plug, was now partially dilated, looking a little like a sunflower but with dark pink petals radiating from the darkness of the open centre.

Jack quickly squeezed some lubricating gel onto his erect penis from the tube he had kept in pocket. He liberally coated the head and then the shaft.

Tossing the tube to one side he moved forward, holding his penis with his fingers as he guided it to the dark open centre of Janni's anus.

Janni felt the slippery head as it nestled in the entrance of her tightest hole. 

Jack knew from previous experience that the anal plug had done its job. 

Janni had no idea though and as she felt Jack increase his inward pressure she was mentally braced for pain. Jack paused with the head of his erection an inch or so inside her. Just the thought of the exquisite pleasure he would feel in a moment or two excited him immensely.

Jack moved his hips two and fro just a little, teasing her anus by moving his penis with tiny in and out movements, building confidence in Janni's mind.

Janni was surprised as she felt this partial entry. There was no pain or discomfort just nervousness at the impending thought of Jack's penis finally entering her rectum.

Jack continued the small in and out movements, trying to judge Janni's anticipation as he counted slowly in his head, "three, two, one," and then, with one long powerful thrust, pushed the whole length of his erection up into Janni's rectum.

Janni's reaction was a muted scream as her expected pain did not materialise, just a strong and surprised feeling of something long and fat filling her insides. She was surprised that it was not unpleasant and as Jack started to fuck her she was also surprised to feel some sensations in her vagina.

Jack knew he would not last long as he looked down to watch his penis thrusting piston like back and forth in her anus. The once delicate rosebud stretched accommodatingly around the girth of his shaft.

Still looking down between her thighs he used his fingers to probe and pull her labia whilst anally fucking her. He could feel Janni trying to thrust her hips, knowing that she was desperate to cum. Her clitoris looked like it was protruding like a beacon, eager to be noticed and get attention.

As Jack felt his spunk start to rise he placed two fingers either side of Janni's clitoris, pressing them lightly together and trapping her pleasure bud between them. Even with her hands and feet tied, her buttocks were now thrusting up off of the desk, pushing her clitoris against Jack's fingers but also pushing her self against his cock forcing it as deep as it would go.

Janni could feel her whole body start to convulse uncontrollably and, as Jack's erection swelled and throbbed deep inside her, his hot spunk suddenly flooding her rectum; Janni, with a long howling scream finally reached her own orgasm.

Satisfied that the last of his spunk had dribbled out inside her Jack pulled out of her with a wet sounding plop.

He stood there for a while until he saw his spunk start to trickle from her anus, wiped his penis on her hold ups, zipped himself up and walked out of the office.

Janni felt exhausted as she slowly came down from her orgasm. Suddenly she was aware of people entering the office. She sensed them gathering round and heard them talk of second helpings.

This time the action was mostly between her thighs both vaginal and anal as now, in a permanent state of arousal, her own orgasms and what seemed like a never ending procession of erect penises penetrating her and filling her blurred into one.

Finally she realised that she was once again alone still tied to her boss's desk. She could feel the copious amounts of spunk dribbling from both her anus and vagina as a female voice said, "Let's see if we can clean you up."

She recognised Emilie the accounts assistant's voice immediately and then gasped with complete surprise as Emilie started to lick her clean. She felt her licking the spunk from around her buttocks and then her mouth moving to her anus. Until this afternoon Janni had never associated her anus with pleasure but as Emilie licked around it, pressing the tip of her tongue partially inside it felt very erotic. Satisfied that her anus was now clean, Emilie moved up to Janni's vulva. It looked red and sore as she gently licked it clean, easing her tongue between the labia to get at the last of the spunk.

When Emilie had entered the room Janni had felt completely exhausted and the thought of a further orgasm seemed physically impossible.

Now, with Emilie cleaning her most intimate parts with her tongue Janni just sighed deeply and said quietly, "please."

Emilie had her tongue pressed between Janni's labia and as she heard her plea she slowly moved up until she felt the nub of Janni's clitoris under her tongue. She just pressed her tongue against Janni, slowly licking and pressing against her. Within seconds Janni was writhing on the desk and screaming uncontrollably.

Emilie kept up the stimulation until she thought that Janni could not take any more and then gradually stopped licking but kept her tongue resting on her clitoris. She felt pleased with her self as Janni continued to spasmodically twitch and groan until she was finally completely exhausted.

As Emilie got up and licked her lips Janni mumbled, "Thank you."

Even in the now uncomfortable position tied to Frederik's desk Janni must have momentarily dozed off. She felt startled and opened her eyes as she felt someone untying the ropes. A helping hand supported her as she eased her body off of the desk. She felt the bind fold being removed and then Christina said, "Everyone else has left. I've put your normal clothes in the kitchen. I thought you would want to freshen up in the bathroom before getting dressed."

"Thank you," said Janni.

As Janni kicked off the high heels and walked toward the kitchen and bathroom Christina shouted after her, "Well done Janni, you did well."