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Second part of (probably) a trilogy. First part should be read first, but not essential.
Two days after the completion of the Cartwright Yard takeover, and initiation of the first phase of the expansion plan had started with a detailed tender for demolition and other remedial work.
Mandy Deakin, PA to CEO Benjamin Steele, had written an internal press release for all available employees to attend a celebration event, scheduled for that friday night.
Obviously, the trampers (Drivers who slept in their rigs 4 nights a week), and the nightshift wouldnt be available, so Steele had made a surprise arrangement that their pay would be enhanced significantly for that night.
Little did anybody know, that Mandy Deakin wrote the press release with a large butt plug seated deep within her bowel.
A secret, almost non spoken agreement had been arranged, once Steele and Miss Deakin had mutually discovered their penchant for anal training.
By usual arrangement and convenience, Mandy allowed Steele to push the different sized butt plugs inside her throughout the day, and then Mandy would keep plugged until she got home, and returned the usual large plug the next morning.
That was the extent of the somewhat odd relationship they shared, bar the one occasion where Steele had had a slight breakdown, and they'd ended up in Mandy's bed.
Mandy stood carefully, took the tray of coffee from the serving hatch at one corner of her anteroom, and knocked her employers office.
Steele was in a meeting with a contractor, So Mandy discreetly entered.
'Mr Steele, your coffee' and then taking a cup from the tray 'Mr Duncan, your tea'
'Thankyou Mandy' Steele said
The two men watched Mandy walk from the office, admiring her firm backside taut against her pinstriped suit-skirt. Steele took satisfaction in secretly knowing what was underneath the skirt, hidden between her sculpted buttocks.
Two hours later. Mandy entered the office,
'Mr Steele, It's time for me to leave now'
Steele checked his watch 'Oh yes'
'I'll see you at 8.30 then?' Mandy enquired
'Yes, Be ready on time' Steele warned, smiling brightly
'Of course I will Mr Steele'
Half an hour later, Mandy pulled the door to her waterfront apartment shut, and kicked off her heels. She ached to have a lengthy bath and masturbate. But time was short, so a hot shower would have to suffice.
She undressed, carefully removing the grey pinstriped skirt-suit, and hanging it in her wardrobe for another days use before it would go for dry cleaning.
Her underwear - her bra, went into the washbasket.
Her hands slowly massaged her breasts as she waited for the shower to warm. Every work day spent with a rubber invader stretching her rectum kept her nipples almost constantly hard.
She checked the water temperature, and once warm enough, she climbed into the tub and under the hot flow.
For fifteen minutes she primped and preened her body, washing the days grime and letting the hot jets sooth her tired body.
Eventually, her thoughts turned to the plug in her ass. Her well trained sphincter released its hold, and she allowed the giant plug to fall freely from inside her.
Despite the noise of the shower, she could still hear the almost obscene wet plop just before the large plug dropped into the bath with a loud thud.
Mandy groaned with relief, and moved a hand behind to check. The tips of two fingers encountered no resistance. All four fingers pressed between her stretched sphincter. Her thumb tucked into the palm of her hand, a little pressure from her arm, and her hand disappeared inside her own bowel.
So this is fisting, thought Mandy with a sudden thrill.
Mandy saw enough porn and read enough erotica to know fisting, and had always been secretly willing to try, yet despite her co-operative anal training, she'd never gotten round to trying.
Mandy now sure wished she'd tried sooner. The plug she'd been wearing, that was by her feet, was a little wider than her hand, so it wasnt particularly big, but the feel of her hand, that moved and gyrated inside her felt like nothing she'd felt before. It was intense, yet she felt compelled to do more.
Her hand slipped from her rectum, and then pushed back inside, slick with the remnants of the lube from earlier that day.
Relishing the feeling, Mandy felt like she could orgasm, and orgasm hard, yet she was rushed as it was.
She forced herself to rinse off, and then leave the shower. Beginning to hurry to get ready for the big night.
Somehow, miraculously, the time stalled, and Mandy was able to get ready in record time.
She was ready and waiting when the black mercedes pulled up outside.
Steele got out to welcome Mandy, and took a long appraising look at his most prized employee.
A respectfully, classy black dress, that clung to her curves, accentuating her toned legs, and her ample busom. Paired with an obsidian necklace and a pair of laboutin heels. Subtle makeup with sultry eyes, and her blonde hair elegantly piled atop her head.
In the back of the Mercedes, Steele offered a glass of Veuve Cliquot. Which Mandy gratefully sipped at.
The Acres Resort Country Club. High in the hills above the city, surrounded by carefully sculpted contours of manicured grass.
All of the guests were already in high spirits, so when the popular owner arrived, with his stunning personal assitant in tow, a loud cheer rang out.
Glasses of champagne appeared in their hands.
The cheers and loud chatter suddenly stopped, and they all looked expectantly to Steele for a speech.
He kept it brief, as was his style, and he made sure to praise even the lowest ranking of his employees.
While Steele was finishing his speech, his mind was already trying to force his sub concious to stop wondering about Mandy's nether hole. Given her penchant for going commando at work, would she have glammed up for tonight with knickers? Would her arse be filled or left empty?
He pacified himself, by telling himself to personally find out later.
The party continued well into the night. Steele was surrounded by employees talking passionately about football, music and the new cars being released.
Mandy ate, drank, and talked happily to her friends from the offices, conviently leaving out the bit about her new relationship. Subconciously, she wondered if she would be going home with Steele?
Some hours later, she slipped Steele away from the party, he was rather too drunk, and she thought it wise to leave before he said something he might of regret.
She asked the driver to take them to Steele's house. Two minutes into the car ride, Steele was asleep.
Mandy asked the driver to wait for her, while she settled Steele into bed, left him water and paracetamol on his nightstand, and left him.
She was exhausted by the time she got into bed, in her own flat, but she was determined to finally get the release she craved.
With one hand delving deep into her knickers, she contemplated the strange twist her life had taken. She wondered just how far the twist would go? Was she in over her head, or was it a beginning of a new way of life, As her second hand joined her first in her knickers, her slick fingers finding the still gaping nether hole, She knew what the answer was.
Slowly she mouthed the words out loud 'Im an Anal size queen, I need to be stretched and gaped'
With the words still ringing in her ears, she cried out as her long awaited orgasm rolled through her body, her fingers still busily digging into their chosen destinations, she began to softly snore.
Two days after the completion of the Cartwright Yard takeover, and initiation of the first phase of the expansion plan had started with a detailed tender for demolition and other remedial work.
Mandy Deakin, PA to CEO Benjamin Steele, had written an internal press release for all available employees to attend a celebration event, scheduled for that friday night.
Obviously, the trampers (Drivers who slept in their rigs 4 nights a week), and the nightshift wouldnt be available, so Steele had made a surprise arrangement that their pay would be enhanced significantly for that night.
Little did anybody know, that Mandy Deakin wrote the press release with a large butt plug seated deep within her bowel.
A secret, almost non spoken agreement had been arranged, once Steele and Miss Deakin had mutually discovered their penchant for anal training.
By usual arrangement and convenience, Mandy allowed Steele to push the different sized butt plugs inside her throughout the day, and then Mandy would keep plugged until she got home, and returned the usual large plug the next morning.
That was the extent of the somewhat odd relationship they shared, bar the one occasion where Steele had had a slight breakdown, and they'd ended up in Mandy's bed.
Mandy stood carefully, took the tray of coffee from the serving hatch at one corner of her anteroom, and knocked her employers office.
Steele was in a meeting with a contractor, So Mandy discreetly entered.
'Mr Steele, your coffee' and then taking a cup from the tray 'Mr Duncan, your tea'
'Thankyou Mandy' Steele said
The two men watched Mandy walk from the office, admiring her firm backside taut against her pinstriped suit-skirt. Steele took satisfaction in secretly knowing what was underneath the skirt, hidden between her sculpted buttocks.
Two hours later. Mandy entered the office,
'Mr Steele, It's time for me to leave now'
Steele checked his watch 'Oh yes'
'I'll see you at 8.30 then?' Mandy enquired
'Yes, Be ready on time' Steele warned, smiling brightly
'Of course I will Mr Steele'
Half an hour later, Mandy pulled the door to her waterfront apartment shut, and kicked off her heels. She ached to have a lengthy bath and masturbate. But time was short, so a hot shower would have to suffice.
She undressed, carefully removing the grey pinstriped skirt-suit, and hanging it in her wardrobe for another days use before it would go for dry cleaning.
Her underwear - her bra, went into the washbasket.
Her hands slowly massaged her breasts as she waited for the shower to warm. Every work day spent with a rubber invader stretching her rectum kept her nipples almost constantly hard.
She checked the water temperature, and once warm enough, she climbed into the tub and under the hot flow.
For fifteen minutes she primped and preened her body, washing the days grime and letting the hot jets sooth her tired body.
Eventually, her thoughts turned to the plug in her ass. Her well trained sphincter released its hold, and she allowed the giant plug to fall freely from inside her.
Despite the noise of the shower, she could still hear the almost obscene wet plop just before the large plug dropped into the bath with a loud thud.
Mandy groaned with relief, and moved a hand behind to check. The tips of two fingers encountered no resistance. All four fingers pressed between her stretched sphincter. Her thumb tucked into the palm of her hand, a little pressure from her arm, and her hand disappeared inside her own bowel.
So this is fisting, thought Mandy with a sudden thrill.
Mandy saw enough porn and read enough erotica to know fisting, and had always been secretly willing to try, yet despite her co-operative anal training, she'd never gotten round to trying.
Mandy now sure wished she'd tried sooner. The plug she'd been wearing, that was by her feet, was a little wider than her hand, so it wasnt particularly big, but the feel of her hand, that moved and gyrated inside her felt like nothing she'd felt before. It was intense, yet she felt compelled to do more.
Her hand slipped from her rectum, and then pushed back inside, slick with the remnants of the lube from earlier that day.
Relishing the feeling, Mandy felt like she could orgasm, and orgasm hard, yet she was rushed as it was.
She forced herself to rinse off, and then leave the shower. Beginning to hurry to get ready for the big night.
Somehow, miraculously, the time stalled, and Mandy was able to get ready in record time.
She was ready and waiting when the black mercedes pulled up outside.
Steele got out to welcome Mandy, and took a long appraising look at his most prized employee.
A respectfully, classy black dress, that clung to her curves, accentuating her toned legs, and her ample busom. Paired with an obsidian necklace and a pair of laboutin heels. Subtle makeup with sultry eyes, and her blonde hair elegantly piled atop her head.
In the back of the Mercedes, Steele offered a glass of Veuve Cliquot. Which Mandy gratefully sipped at.
The Acres Resort Country Club. High in the hills above the city, surrounded by carefully sculpted contours of manicured grass.
All of the guests were already in high spirits, so when the popular owner arrived, with his stunning personal assitant in tow, a loud cheer rang out.
Glasses of champagne appeared in their hands.
The cheers and loud chatter suddenly stopped, and they all looked expectantly to Steele for a speech.
He kept it brief, as was his style, and he made sure to praise even the lowest ranking of his employees.
While Steele was finishing his speech, his mind was already trying to force his sub concious to stop wondering about Mandy's nether hole. Given her penchant for going commando at work, would she have glammed up for tonight with knickers? Would her arse be filled or left empty?
He pacified himself, by telling himself to personally find out later.
The party continued well into the night. Steele was surrounded by employees talking passionately about football, music and the new cars being released.
Mandy ate, drank, and talked happily to her friends from the offices, conviently leaving out the bit about her new relationship. Subconciously, she wondered if she would be going home with Steele?
Some hours later, she slipped Steele away from the party, he was rather too drunk, and she thought it wise to leave before he said something he might of regret.
She asked the driver to take them to Steele's house. Two minutes into the car ride, Steele was asleep.
Mandy asked the driver to wait for her, while she settled Steele into bed, left him water and paracetamol on his nightstand, and left him.
She was exhausted by the time she got into bed, in her own flat, but she was determined to finally get the release she craved.
With one hand delving deep into her knickers, she contemplated the strange twist her life had taken. She wondered just how far the twist would go? Was she in over her head, or was it a beginning of a new way of life, As her second hand joined her first in her knickers, her slick fingers finding the still gaping nether hole, She knew what the answer was.
Slowly she mouthed the words out loud 'Im an Anal size queen, I need to be stretched and gaped'
With the words still ringing in her ears, she cried out as her long awaited orgasm rolled through her body, her fingers still busily digging into their chosen destinations, she began to softly snore.
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