The female colleague actually felt regret

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I cried. Tears of sorrow, tears of regret, tears of hatred streamed down my face. I hated myself for being so lewd, for trusting Mumu, for indulging in this fetish. What should I do now? I cried in sorrow, but I couldn't make a sound; only "Waaah..." could be heard from my mouth.
Mumu was stunned by my strong resistance and remained motionless for a long time. He slowly walked back to my side, touched my forehead, and said, "Xiao Ai, let me ask you a question. Is letting a stranger penetrate you an insurmountable line?"
I nodded frantically. Mumu said, "I understand. On this point, I respect you and won't force you."
After he said that, I felt as if I were hypnotized, remaining motionless as he supported my back again. Then I felt a pull on my nipples, and I followed him out of the office. Then I heard him lock the door.
The granules on my penis felt like they were placed on the outside of my penis, rotating around and rotating with it. Each granule rotated in complete circles, scraping against different parts of my inner walls. The granules were not only slippery, but the scraping sensation was also exceptionally strong, which is why I was experiencing this stimulation. I could clearly feel the granules inside my rectum and vagina, moving with the penis. Sometimes I felt a deep, intense swelling, sometimes a swelling at the entrance, as if the penis was inflating or thickening certain areas. Whenever the area with the granules thickened, the shifting sensation became an extraordinary stimulation.
After only five minutes, my arousal reached its peak, and I was about to climax. At this moment, Mumu seemed to notice this and examined and vibrated both penises. Although I maintained my pleasure, this pleasure was far from enough to bring me to orgasm, and I protested by twisting my hips. However, Mumu ignored me and picked up the back brace, found a screwdriver, and clamped it onto my swollen nipple again, tightening it especially tightly.
Perhaps afraid of being freed again, I couldn't bear the pain and cried out loudly, but only "Waaaaah..." came out.
Mumu said, "It hurt a lot just now, didn't it? So don't resist anymore. I promise you won't cross your bottom line. Be good and don't move."
We walked through a corridor and down three flights of stairs. We should have arrived at the courtyard, but Mumu didn't continue. Instead, he led me back to the office. Why? Maybe it was because Lao Zhang had locked the big iron gate, and Mumu didn't want to disturb Lao Zhang. Immediately afterward, I heard a series of tapping sounds. I knew it was the sound of us stepping on my wetness...
He picked me up and placed me on my desk, still on all fours with my buttocks raised high. Suddenly, I felt two penises return to the intense twisting motion from before, and the pleasure surged again. I started twisting my buttocks, looking for more stimulation. Then I heard a clicking sound, and Mumu walked out of my office. What? He just left me here like that? What did he want to do? Did he invite everyone to come and watch? To play with me?
I was filled with fear, and at the same time, a strange impulse and a strange pleasure surged in my brain. My orgasm came one after another, a strong gush of fluid. At this moment, I heard Mumu's laughter, "Little slut, you really are lewd. You can orgasm in just one minute while I'm getting the mop? You're really lewd!"
"You're having a good time, but I still have to clean up the mess for you!"
After saying that, he placed a basin between my legs, and then I heard him mopping the floor, followed by wiping the table. It probably took about half an hour. He seemed to be finished cleaning up and plopped down in my chair.
A series of clicks of the mouse, followed by the "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound from the computer. He was watching the video of me under the table. I don't know how much time passed. With each climax, my mind became blurred and blank. Every part of my body ached, my legs trembled, and I was almost at my breaking point. Yet, I couldn't change my position and could only remain in that state.
He stopped, then removed my hood, but didn't remove my blindfold. The moment the gag slipped from my mouth, my lips were numb; they couldn't close, and saliva dripped onto the ground. About two minutes later, my mouth regained feeling. I swallowed hard, swaying my shirt as
he said, "Xiao Gao, today I'm here to earnestly sign a slave contract with you. You need to know it's daytime now, and we're on the roof of your office building. I'm recording you. Think carefully about what you should and shouldn't say. I respect you. You know how good I've been to you before, you know my personality, you know what our relationship is like, and you know what I have. You also know what you'll gain by becoming my slave, so I trust you're not stupid. I'll ask you questions later..." "You have to be a good friend to him. You need to know what to say, what not to say, and what the consequences of your words will be. You must think carefully before you speak. If you say anything wrong, don't blame me later."
I know he has recorded everything we've been through, especially my wild behavior last night, my intense climax. He even recorded it. I believe my lewd expression and the way I sought pleasure were clearly recorded by that camera. I can't deny it, unless I want to completely degenerate into a shameless, lewd woman, even more lewd than a prostitute.
But Mumu has always been very good to me, and I feel that getting him might... He still loves me, he himself said so. Whether it's genuine love or a vengeful kind of love, he won't treat me badly. And if I'm not his slave, I think he won't share me with anyone else. In other words, whether I'm promiscuous or depraved, it's only in front of him. He also works at our company, so I believe there won't be any conflicts at work. Perhaps what awaits me as his slave is more orgasms, an even happier SM life…
Suddenly, he stood up from the big chair, making a loud noise, as if he had fallen asleep and then woken up from a dream. Then he picked me up and put me back on the ground, turning off the two sex toys inside me. He didn't take it out, then pulled on the chain and left. I had no choice but to follow him. We went through a corridor, up three flights of stairs, and a cold wind blew onto my genitals. Because of the vaginal fluid, I felt a chill all over my lower body.
What was I thinking? He was threatening me! And I was still thinking about SM pleasure—how shameful… What else could I be thinking about besides that? Isn't that exactly what you want? And what choice do you have not to do as he says? Can you fight back? What bargaining chips do you have left? Indeed, I've decided my fate: I will be his slave. "Wooden Fish, speak,"
he said, startled by my words. "Wooden Fish? You remember me?"
"Of course I remember. You know, that letter was the shortest love letter I'd ever received, and also the most unique. I remember the name, and you said I hadn't noticed you back then. Actually, I'd known for a long time that there was that pretty boy in the next class who was always watching me, but I never imagined it was you, Mumu. I never imagined you'd still have me after all these years, and I never imagined you'd win me over this way."
He paused, not saying anything more, for about five minutes. "Okay, let's not talk about the past. You and I have been doing SM for so many years, I believe you're happy. Let's begin."
"What's your name?"
"Age?"
"Born in 1984, 25 this year."
"Xiao Ai, actually I didn't record anything just now. Like I said, I still love you. I went to great lengths to get to your side because I still love you. I want you to be happy, I want you to be joyful. Even if you don't love me, I'm still willing to love you in my own way. After learning that you like SM, I decided that I would make you experience the most joyful thing in your life - constant orgasm. I never thought that the woman in my heart would be so lewd, but I also never thought that you were so proud." You are a qualified woman, a successful woman, but you are not a qualified M yet. At work, you are still you, but in everything in life, you belong to me, understand? Although I love you and want to be good to you, you cannot betray me. If one day I get angry, I think I might do something to betray you…” “Occupation
?”
“Government civil servant, deputy director of xxxxx unit.”
“Height, measurements?”
“Height 168 cm, bust 32B, waist 1.9 feet, hips 92.”
“Singing, dancing, sports, SM.”
“What are you in SM?”
“M.”
“What is M?”
I thought for a moment. This question couldn't be answered carelessly. I should go along with his lead. "M is a masochist, a slave."
"Very good, let's get back to the point. What kind of M do you think you are?"
I thought for a moment. "I am a lewd M who enjoys being tortured and abused, with a high sex drive." "Very good, as expected of a top student, as expected of Director Gao, as expected of my mentor, you switch roles very quickly, I'm very happy, now let me state my willingness."
"I voluntarily become Yu Mu, that is, Mu Mu's private slave. From now on, Yu Mu is my S, everything I have belongs to Yu Mu, Yu Mu can abuse me at any time, can make me do any work at any time, can use me at any time. Of course, I want you to treat me as your personal property, and I don't want others to share me with you."
"Gao Xiao Ai."
Saying these things should make him happy, and if he listens to me, I will be at ease.
He remained silent and still for a long time. Then my blindfold was removed. My dark eyes hadn't adjusted to the light and I couldn't see anything clearly. After about a minute, I could finally make out the imposing figure standing before me. He was wearing a black slim-fit suit, a gray shirt, and had a buzz cut. Yes, it was Yu Mu, the pretty boy. But for the first time, I realized that with a little grooming, he could actually be quite handsome. He rubbed his eyes. Perhaps he had been excited earlier, or perhaps he had finally obtained something he hadn't had for so many years. Of course, that was just my guess. Maybe he was just still half asleep and rubbing his eyes?
After he finished speaking, I felt him press a button on the remote control on my back. Suddenly, the huge penis that was swollen between my anus and vagina began to move and rotate. Pleasure surged into my brain again, and the sadness from before was instantly forgotten. I felt that although the two penises looked relatively smooth on the outside, when they moved and rotated inside my body, I could feel that the particles on them were much larger, more distinct, and much more intense than before. When the previous penises moved and rotated, they rotated with the central rotating shaft and then pushed against the surrounding steel balls. These steel balls stimulated my inner walls. But this penis was actually rotating. I think there were about 8 large particles. There were 3 distributed at the head of the penis, 2 in the center, and 3 at the back. The last and the front were particularly stimulating. One was rotating at the deepest part, and the other was rotating at the entrance. These were the most sensitive places.
"Wooden Fish, I know how good you are to me, and I understand your heart. Thank you for being with me all these years, and thank you for bringing me so much pleasure. What I said just now was to please you, but that's what I truly felt. From now on, I'm your submissive. Outside of work, we'll be the same as before; whatever you say goes."
Wooden Fish nodded, and following the pull of my nipples, we returned to my office. I lay down next to my desk as usual. He placed the basin on the table—the one that had been between my legs last night—in front of me. It was a small basin, but it was more than half full of fluid, probably about the same amount as a large bottle of Pepsi. I leaked so much fluid last night? Could those drugs really have such good effects as he said?
"Drink this water and we'll go home to rest. You must be thirsty. Even though it's vaginal fluid, it still has some moisture, and it's your own. What are you afraid of? Drink it!"
I didn't want to argue with him, after all, I had just said I would listen to him. But how could I drink it? My hands were still tied! I understood. He wanted me to drink water like a puppy. Although I hated being treated like a dog, I hated this kind of humiliation and abuse of the submissive, but in SM games, this is one of those things, as long as it's not really treating you like a dog, really disrespecting you, really not giving you any dignity.
So I buried my head in... I drank it; it was sour, astringent, and sticky—definitely my vaginal fluid. After taking a big gulp, I looked up at him, and he laughed, "Alright, my good little Ai, that's enough. I'll buy you milk later." Then he untied all my restraints, took out the sex toy from inside my body, grabbed a towel and wiped my face and body, then took the dress I wore yesterday from the box, helped me put it on, asked for the car key, and then carried me downstairs, got in the car, and took me back to my house. After I took a shower, I fell into a deep sleep.

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