Penny becomes a porn star thanks to her friends
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The Senior Partner called me into his office and told me that I was to
join him and a client for dinner that evening and I was to wait at my
desk until he called for me.
I asked him what my capacity was at the dinner and he told me that I
would find out at the table.
So I went back to my desk and waited for the call.
About 1745hrs he called me up to his office.
He told me to roll up my shirt sleeves and then put long rubber gloves
on. I looked at the my boss and saw in his eyes that he was serious.
Why could my boss want me to wear these? Were there chemicals or
something that we were going to touch?
I know that some of our clients operate and own rich and diverse
businesses so I wasn't too concerned at this point I just went along
with it and began to roll up my shirt sleeves, and roll the gloves up my
arms. I then replaced my shirt sleeves hoping that the gloves would be
hidden but the black rubber encasing my hands was the first thing I
noticed and it struck me as how effeminate my hands looked and also that
they stuck out like a beacon.
My boss a man of 50 years and still reasonably in good shape then asked
me to follow him.
We walked in silence to his car and he instructed me to sit in the
passenger seat and we drove off to our dinner date.
I began to ask him about our guests and once more the subject matter to
which I was to attend. All I got out of him was that everything would be
made clear once got there.
We arrived early and were shown to our table where I was instructed as
to where I was to sit.
I was glad to see that the tables had large table clothes and I
immediately placed my rubber covered hands on my knees, out of sight.
I felt sure everyone was watching me....
Soon our guests arrived and I began to stand up to welcome them. My boss
said 'It's ok dear I'll attend to this' and firmly made me sit down.
It was the 'dear' crack that had my mind reeling....What did he mean
'dear'.
The next thing I was made aware of was how close my boss was sat next to
me and also how close our other male guest was sitting to me. They were
pressed right up against each of my arms and I felt very crushed.
My boss immediately grabbed my hand under the table cloth and placed it
on his crotch the other male guest did exactly the same to my right
hand. I looked at my boss and the guest as the men began to use my hands
to rub their cocks.
I began to understand what I was here for and I now knew that my boss
also knew of my alter ego and my profile of penny_p on the website
Birchplace.
I decided it was best not to cause a scene and I began to take the
initiative and I undid both men's zips.
My hands entered and I was surprised to learn that both men were wearing
rubber panties and I could feel their cocks hardening under my
administrations.
I continued to rub and caress both men as they made conversation and I
acted as the bimbo and slut to please them.
My boss ordered the food and for me he ordered a green salad. I did not
complain I just carried on rubbing their rubber encased cocks.
Their conversation was very business orientated and my actions were very
sexual.
I began to remove their now swollen cocks from their rubber prisons and
running my thumb over their tips I could feel the precum on both men.
I rubbed both of their cocks together while they ate and talked and my
green salad remained untouched in front of me.
I knew better than to stop my attentions on these men as I felt sure
that I would be punished. I knew exactly why I was there and I kept
quiet at continued to bring both men to the point of no return. How they
handled it public was their problem.
I was determined to give them what they wanted and brought both men to
orgasm.
I could feel their cum over my rubber gloves and I could also feel a
hand placed on both my wrists.
To my horror both men removed a lettuce leaf from my plate and proceeded
to wipe my gloves clean of their cum and they did this whilst all the
time continuing their business conversation. I didn't exist!
When they were satisfied that they had cleaned my gloves from their cum
they placed the lettuce back on my plate.
Both men looked at me and the plate and I was mortified that they
expected me to eat this salad.
My boss gave me that look and for the first time that evening my rubber
encased gloves were for all to see on top of the table eating the cum
enriched salad.
And all the time the two men talked business.
Dinner was finished and we all went home....To our own homes.
The next morning, in the office, not a word was spoken by me or my boss.
My esteem was rock bottom and I knew that my boss had something over me
and I had become his bitch on call 24/7.
I arrived at my desk to see a parcel on it. I opened the parcel and in
it was rubber women's underwear consisting of a corset, panties, a
suspender belt and fishnet stockings all in black and a note ordering me
to wear these immediately and I was to dress in this fashion everyday
under my male clothes from now on.
I chose not to wear the items in the parcel and went about my daily
business preparing accounts for our clients.
The day passed without incident and the parcel remained in my bottom
drawer under lock and key.
It was my policy not to respond to the senior partner if he should
enquire or raise the subject and furthermore I was going to decline
anymore dinner invitations.
I was determined to regain my life and my esteem back and I was not
going to become his bitch.
In fact everyday that week I was faced with another package on my desk
with the same instructions and everyday there was different colours of
rubber panties, corsets, teddies, and fishnet stockings.
Everyday I placed the package in the bottom drawer of my desk with ever
increasing resolve not to let this man own me or bully me.
It was Friday morning I got an email on [email protected] from
the senior partner instructing me to report to his office for
'inspection'.
I ignored it.
The day progressed and it was time to go home. I got up from my desk at
5pm and walked towards the front door of the office. I was met by the
senior partner and a client. He was a big man. A black man and he was
dressed in a leather suit. I new him as a furniture store owner and we
had been preparing his accounts for a number of years.
I said good evening very politely, thinking it was quiet safe as my boss
would not dare mention my secret in front of a client.
I was WRONG!
The door was locked in front of me and the client grabbed me from
behind, pinning my arms behind me. I protested and told him to release
me at once.
He ignored me and my boss proceeded to remove my trousers. I protested
even more but to no avail.
Well well! He said as he looked down at my obvious disobedience.
I thought I gave strict instructions that you were to wear the underwear
I provide for you. He said.
I protested and told him that I didn't want to travel that road and that
I was not going to become his bitch.
I was dragged upstairs to his office and the black man pushed me forward
to face down over the back of a leather armchair. He held me in place
with my ass in the air.
I could feel his leather crotch rubbing up against my naked ass and I
could feel his bugle growing. My boss at this stage was nowhere to be
seen as the client continuing pleasing himself against my ass. Rubbing
his leather all over me. He pushed my shirt up over my head and
continued to rub his leather clad body over mine holding me firmly so
that my protests were useless.
Soon the boss was back with the packages from my bottom drawer which
were promptly displayed before my eyes on the floor.
The black came around to the front of me where his cock was clearly
visible before my eyes straining and trying to force its way out of its
leather prison.
My boss in the mean time was caressing my naked ass and then it
began....Smack smack smack....I was been spanked like a naughty
schoolgirl....How dare he! Who the blazes does he think I am.
It continued. I wriggled against the black man holding me. I protested.
But he just kept spanking my fast reddening ass. I could feel it on
fire. Glowing and sore and still he continued.
The black man pushed his leather crotch into my face and started to
gyrate his hips. Again I protested...But it was all useless.
He told me to lick his crotch.
I did so because my boss was continuing the spanking and it was getting
harder so I obeyed and began to lick his leather.
Soon I got the message and my boss stood back to admire my red and sore
ass. The black man also released his grip and stood back.
I sheepishly looked up and saw my boss holding a selection of the
undies.
Now do as you're told and put them on!
I obeyed and began to dress in the garments.
I was now wearing fuchsia pink fishnets, black rubber panties and a
black rubber corset with suspenders.
I stood there before both men and wondered what I should do next. It
wasn't long before I found out. The black man came up behind me and
started to grope me and rub himself up against me.
He gave me three more items of clothing. One a low cut rubber white
blouse. Two a knee length rubber skirt that was loose fitting and
finally a pair of fuchsia pink elbow length rubber gloves.
I looked pleadingly at my boss, begging him not to make me dress in
these clothes but he just stood up and took a step towards me. That was
enough!
I hurriedly began to dress in the clothing.
My boss over his bottom drawer and threw something at me. They were
black knee high boots with 6 inch stiletto heels. I dutifully put them
on as I felt it was pointless and futile to resist any further and as
soon as both men orgasmed I could go home and forget all about it.
I zipped the boots around my legs and stood up. Very precariously I must
say. I wobbled a bit and had to catch my balance but I soon stood there
in front of both men and waited for the next instruction.
The black man approached me and knelt down to attach leather cuffs
around my ankles. These were locked in place and also had bells
attached.
I was gutted. Now everyone would hear me coming, not only by the noise
of the stilettos but also the bells. Christ there is no way I can be
discreet is this outfit.
The rustle of the rubber skirt, the noise of my heels and now the bells.
How the hell am I going to get out of this?
I am afraid to say that this is not all....my boss approached unwrapping
a small package, at the same time the black man grabbed my arms and
pinned them behind me in a tight grip.
My skirt was raised, panties lower and then a chastity belt was fitted
and locked in place. This chastity belt was not the traditional c curve
or the cb range but more of a c shaped object that was made out of a
Perspex hollow tube that would hold my cock and it fitted between my
legs with the tip of my cock pointing towards my anus.
Next my boss inserted a Prostate Massager and then replaced my panties.
I swear you would never know I was male if you were to look down there
every part of my gender was hidden and out of sight. I could feel my
cock trying to get hard but it was useless inside its new prison and the
object up my ass was send waves of pleasure throughout my whole being.
My boss gave a key to the black man and put the other in his pocket.
I was given some make up and told to make my face. The colours of course
were chosen by him.
I was truly now my bosses bitch, dressed and owned.
My black master now placed a leather hood over my scalp to cover my
hair, my eyes and my ears and my boss proceeded to encase my arms behind
my back in a leather sheath.
A strap was placed over my knees only allowing me to walk in very small
steps and also kept my knees together.
Soon I was been groped, caressed, having my bottom patted and felt all
over the rubber wear I had been made to wear. My cock was beginning to
respond and I could feel pressure between my legs and it tried to grow.
It couldn't and try as I may I was denied the pleasure of an erection
and yet the two men continued to grope me and use me.
I was pushed to my knees and once more I could feel my black masters
leather crotch at my lips.
'Lick it bitch,' came the command.
I licked and my boss groped my anus playing with the prostate massager.
I was getting so hot and horny. I started to move on my heels and this
set the bells off and in turn seemed to arouse the men even more.
I soon found the zip in my black master's leather pants and my teeth
slowly pulled down. I was desperate by this stage to get some cock. I
needed it! I wanted it. I had to have it.
His fully erect cock sprang out of it leather prison and hit me in the
face. I found it with my mouth and eagerly took in all in.
My boss by this stage had removed my massager and was now fingering my
anus.
He grabbed me by my bound arms and dragged me back to be placed over the
back of the leather armchair.
The heels were clicking, the bells were ringing and the rubber was
rustling, all adding to the pleasure for all three of us.
By this time I didn't care what my masters would do to me as long as
they let me cum again and again. I needed to shoot my load desperately.
My black master replaced his cock in my mouth and my boss continued to
torture my poor ass. It wasn't long before I was having his cock placed
deep inside me pumping away as I sucked the other end.
I really didn't know what to focus on first. The hands groping my rubber
clad body. The bondage I was placed in with the leather arm binder or my
cock strapped and imprisoned between my legs. The sound of the the heels
and the bells ringing as I was fucked. The taste and the feel of my
black masters cock in my mouth. The feel and smell of his leather. My
sore ass from the spanking I had received.
All of these issues were affecting my senses to a point of total
distraction. I needed to come.
I worked harder for my black master and pushed further towards my boss's
invading cock as he lunged it inside me, in the hope that I would
finally cum in whole and total ecstasy.
I moved my position many times in the hope that I would experience the
most opportune position for ecstasy and every time I moved my rubber
wear, heels and bells would make a noise.
I was originally concerned whether this noise would attract attention
from unwanted spectators should they be in the vicinity. But right now I
just didn't care who heard me. I wanted more and more. Please let me
cum......
I could feel my black master began to rise and tense up and I felt sure
my boss was also close and yet my cock in its prison refused to let its
cum be released.
I was made to swallow the cum of my black master and my boss, after he
came simply re inserted the prostate massager and placed me back on my
feet.
They adjusted my outfit and checked the bondage they had placed me in. I
heard both men zip up they flies and then the door was closed and their
voices disappeared into the distance.
What about me?
Where's my pleasure?
I began to squeeze my cheeks in the hope that I could generate the
massager to bring me relief and it did on occasion I could feel cum
dripping out of the end of my cock and settling in my rubber panties.
But there was no real relief like my masters had forced me to give to
them. The massager simply kept milking me.
I decided that this was useless and was only making me more and more
aroused so I chose to relax and try to ignore the invasion inside my
ass.
I waited and waited for someone to return and release me. I shuffled on
my heels and the bells reassured me that I am vulnerable.
Hey want about me?
Please?
Wynona
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