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Kennedy

“When in doubt say you’re sorry and beg for an orgasm.” Conner’s help didn’t feel particularly helpful, but I nodded anyway since he was doing his best.

“Yes, I’ll remember.” It was hard to forget since the whole scene seemed to be turning him on just talking about it. “Thank you.”

For something.

Hmm.

Supporting me?

Yes, that made sense.

“You’re welcome.” Conner was beaming and bouncing as he stopped in front of a door that looked like it should’ve led into a hotel room. “Now, Anson and Jasper are going to take good care of you, but I’ll keep an eye on you.”

Through the window.

People were going to watch us.

Hopefully they’d be watching us.

“You said…you think people are going to be looking, right?” It would be awkward being an exhibitionist if no one was watching.

“Yes. This is a one-way mirror, so you won’t be able to tell, but they’ll be watching.” Conner seemed so sure of that, the weight on my chest got lighter. “And everyone is going to be hard and Doms are going to be playing with their subs while they watch.”

Good.

“Okay, that’s good.” Yes. Then I wouldn’t have to worry what to call an exhibitionistic scene with no audience and I wouldn’t get distracted watching the people watching me. “Thank you for being so supportive.”

Yes, got it on the first try that time.

His happy smile made his nearly naked outfit look much more innocent somehow. “You’re welcome. Now, I’m going to turn you over to Anson and Jasper and then I’m going to go talk my Master into fucking me once they’ve taken care of you.”

I’d never had a friend like Conner.

“Good luck getting fucked.” Hoping he could talk his Master into giving him what he wanted, I turned to Anson and Mr. Jasper.

They were just standing there smiling and shaking their heads, so I waited…for a few seconds. “He’s very excited for us.”

And he seemed very sure that Mr. Jasper didn’t mind playing in our scene.

It was good to get someone else to confirm that even though I trusted Anson, and my dick was convinced as well.

“I’m very excited too.” Anson wrapped me in his arms, nibbling on my neck before turning me around so my back was against his chest. “Now, tell Jasper what your safewords are.”

That was an easy order.

“I use stoplight colors so I don’t forget. They’re in all the dirty books and my friend Francis said them so many times I can’t forget them.” What else? “Oh, and I talked to Anson and shared my limits for what could happen if I liked you in person as much as I liked phone you, and I do like both of you. I told him that too. So he knows what things he can pick from, but if something goes sideways, I know to use my safewords. I can slow the scene down or stop it. Anson is very careful with me, so I don’t think we’ll have problems, though. Oh and he has a good memory for limits.”

Which was really helpful.

“What do Doms with short memories do?” That could be stressful. “There are so many limits on those forms. What happens if a Dom is squirrel brained or has memory issues? I knew a guy at work who had memory problems and he made lots of notes to help.”

Anson cocked his head, but Mr. Jasper was a fast thinker. “They’d probably review the limits right before a scene and maybe post them on the wall? Like a teacher would do for stuff everyone needed to remember.”

“That’s a great idea.” A whiteboard would be very good for something like that. “He could—”

“He’s not going to intrude on our scene, for starters.” Anson cut me off, but the way he growled out the words as his hold on me tightened sent a shiver through me. “Your focus needs to be on your bosses, not other employees.”

Oh, we’d started.

Yay.

“I…I’m sorry, Sir.” Yes, that was an appropriate response. “It’s just…I’m a secretary at heart and I like helping.”

That was good too.

Kind of submissive.

Kind of needy.

Kind of sexy.

“You’ve been helping so much you’ve been avoiding doing your duties for us.” Anson made a tsking sound that sent tingly pleasure through me. “It’s time for us to make sure you know your place and where your focus should be.”

Anson was sounding very Master but even Mr. Jasper was looking stern and rough. It made it hard to think, but I played along. “My focus is on you, Sirs. Always.”

Mr. Jasper made a rude scoffing sound as Master sighed and shook his head. “We all know that’s not true. Every time I need you to serve me, you’re off making someone else happy. That’s not going to be tolerated.”

How happy had I been making them?

Just filing quickly happy or on my knees happy?

Hmm.

I might owe my bosses a big apology if I was doing kneeling happy with other people in the office.

That was just rude.

“How…how are you going to help me remember to focus on you, Sir?” I wasn’t sure who I was talking to since I was looking at Mr. Jasper but being held by Anson, but it didn’t seem to matter.

They seemed to be tag teaming me because it was Mr. Jasper’s turn to sound frustrated with his secretary. “We’re going to use the ruler you weren’t around to fetch to help keep obedience at the front of your mind.”

Oh, he was good at this game too.

I probably would’ve just apologized again since moaning was all my mouth wanted to do, but Mr. Jasper sucked every brain cell out of my head by opening the door and nodding toward the dark room. “After you. I think it’s time we stop letting him dawdle.”

Had I been dawdling?

Maybe?

I didn’t have to figure that out, though, because Anson started walking me into the room as Mr. Jasper flicked on the light.

They were going to tie me up.

Wow.

“Yes, punishments shouldn’t be dragged out if it’s going to make an impression on him.” The way Master patted my ass said that was one of the places he was going to make an impression.

Yay.

There wasn’t anything logical or sexy that I could figure out to say, so I just kept my mouth closed and tried to look shy and not clench down on my plug too much. Scared might’ve been a good response to the scene, but I didn’t want to accidentally make them worry.

That would not get my penis tapped by the ruler.

But it seemed like shy was a good alternative judging by the way the heat in the room went up several degrees as their stares got hotter.

Porn was definitely more educational than people gave it credit for.

“He looks nervous, but I think you’re going to find a fun surprise.” Master shook his head as he stepped away from me and moved over to some kind of thing hanging from the ceiling. “Give him a pat and see what I mean.”

Oh.

Mr. Jasper was going to touch my butt because Anson said so.

He did it.

Having a Master just kept getting better and better.

He’d even found a nice man who wanted to touch my ass without telling me I was being annoying first.

Mr. Jasper didn’t even question Master as he came around me and patted me right over the plug, and as I squeaked, he sighed. “A slut. I just knew it. He’s probably been wandering off trying to get attention.”

Hmm, with the kind of company they seemed to be running, that was entirely possible.

“I’m sorry.” Yes, I shouldn’t lie because that would not get me what I was looking for in the scene.

They might end up being nice and that would be tragic.

It was enough to have them both sighing and looking at me like I’d been very naughty, so I was glad we were still on track for me to be punished.

“You will be.” Mr. Jasper had definitely gotten into the spirit of the game and was looking wonderfully threatening as he finished circling around me and herded me closer to the restraints.

If we hadn’t already met under happier circumstances, I’d have thought he was as serious as he was pretending to be.

He was just so big.

I was smart enough not to point out how sexy it was for a variety of reasons, though.

“You’re going to be restrained for your punishment.” Master stepped closer and saved me from saying something ridiculous. “I’m not going to release you until you’re thoroughly punished.”

Yay.

No. That wasn’t what I was supposed to say.

What was I supposed to say?

“I…I’ll be good for my punishment, Sir.” Yes, that was better. “I know I’m supposed to focus on you. I won’t forget it.”

The way they both scoffed in unison said neither of them believed me.

“You spend entirely too much time flirting in every other department.” Master traded spots with Mr. Jasper, who turned around to do something with the restraints hanging from the ceiling.

I’d have tried to see what he was doing, but Master distracted me.

He unbuttoned my pants.

In the mirror room.

With Mr. Jasper there.

“Waving your ass around in these tight pants won’t save you either.” Master shook his head and glared at me as he slowly peeled the pants down my thighs, showing off the tiny sparkly black jock he’d picked out for me. “In the future, I’m just going to bend you over and spank you when you start to forget your place.”

This was so much better than porn.

“On…on my bare bottom, Sir?” Trying to look sorry and sexy still seemed right, but it had Master raising one eyebrow and reaching around me to pat my plug.

“Yes. On your plugged bare bottom.” Master’s expression was bouncing between frustration and disappointment. “We’ve been too nice to you, but don’t worry, we’ll rectify that moving forward.”

Best job ever.

Oh wow.

Restraints.

Mr. Jasper took my hands and wrapped leather cuffs around them as Master started to work on my shoes. Watching him carefully restrain me was so amazing I didn’t realize what was going on when Master tapped my leg.

It just came up on its own as Mr. Jasper restrained me, and somehow I ended up naked except for the plug, harness, and jock.

Did the harness count as clothes?

Did it count as not being naked?

Did—

Wow.

“He’s already thinking of someone else.” Master’s voice came in and out of focus as the flash of pain from the ruler sent sparks through me.

It was bigger and wider than any ruler I’d ever used in school, and it made the best taps ever. It was like naughty fireworks, and pulling at the restraints made it even better, even though I hadn’t realized I’d wiggled.

“We’re going to have to keep a closer eye on him.” Mr. Jasper walked around me slowly, narrowing his gaze like he was studying me. “Daily maintenance spankings, perhaps?”

Master let out a thoughtful sigh as he brought the ruler down on my ass, getting both cheeks with one pass. “It might be the only way to keep him employed. He’s very good at filing and putting together the reports. It’s just his penis that keeps leading him astray.”

Yes, it was very naughty and needed to be punished.

Mr. Jasper nodded seriously but patted my plug as he walked around me again. “And other parts.”

Yes, my other parts were naughty too, which was why Master had to spank me again.

Rulers were amazing.

It was a brighter feeling than his hand but it wasn’t scary and it made me hot and tingly. If I’d been over his lap, I’d have already been humping him, but I couldn’t hump anything and my poor dick wasn’t even getting any attention.

“I…I just can’t help myself.” My parts were out of my control and even getting spanked over the plug wasn’t enough to make them behave. “But…but I want to belong to you.”

Oh, they liked that.

As they circled around me, going in opposite directions just to confuse my poor brain, Master trailed the ruler over my skin before spanking me again as he went out of sight. Mr. Jasper wasn’t going to be left out, though.

By the time I made my ass relax around the plug and my eyes had stopped rolling around like dice in a D & D game, Mr. Jasper had peeled down the front of my jock. It let my dick spring out and beg for attention, but he was careful not to touch me.

It was so tragic I’d have pouted if Master had stopped spanking me long enough for me to get dramatic.

But he didn’t.

So my drama got stuck inside and made everything even brighter and more perfect as Master kept bringing the ruler down on my ass and thighs.

And I couldn’t even let the spacey feelings find me because Mr. Jasper kept walking around me, watching me and making sure my body couldn’t forget how on display I was. Everyone had to be watching me, but all I could see was Master and Mr. Jasper.

They spanked and sighed and made comments about how naughty I’d been. They guessed who I’d been making happy and who was going to be upset that they couldn’t play with me anymore.

Everyone knew I was the office slut, but they were going to control me.

After they punished me.

Over and over.

In long stripes across my ass, making me cry out every time because my poor penis wasn’t getting any attention.

It was the worst part of my punishment and was definitely going to help me make better decisions next time.

I might’ve promised them something like that.

There was a vague thought of telling them I was going to be a good secretary, but it was hard to catch and kept buzzing around me. Everything was too distracting and then Master and Mr. Jasper turned it off like a light.

Master tapped my penis.

Lightning flashed through me.

Someone cried out.

The plug finally seemed long enough to push against my prostate.

And everything went dark.