#note:wax

It's even more important to take care of the workers on your company these days. Stress levels are growing higher, fights are breaking through, people just need to lay off some steam, your boss realize. Being the young, single, brunette with good body, he makes a proposition to you. Your salary will rise so much, you will work fewer hours... you just need to serve the others. 

That's how you end up chained to a wall for four hours a day. Or displayed over a table. Or walking through the office naked. 

It changed the moral of the office completely. At first, people were hesitant to even touch you; that's why from day one, you were blindfolded. So you have no idea of who is touching you. You hear their moans, you feel them stretching your holes, you cry and whimper when they are too rough. There are no fights in the office anymore, when people get mad, they take it on you. Either by slapping, burning with the wax of candles, or simply fucking you too hard. You heard the pity in someone's voice one day, but you just smiled because you were in heaven. 

Truth is, you love it when it hurts. You want to beg for more, but now you have to wear a gag, so you don't make too much noise. It is still a working place after all. But the vibratos get you too far, you are always a dripping mess, you don't even know exactly what they are putting inside you, but you are always cumming, always feeling like you are going to lose your mind if they do this for much longer.