Chapter 4: Demoted for Promotion

Demoted with Promotions

Jessica sat in her office, her stomach turning with anticipation. She was waiting for Willem, her enigmatic boss, to return. He had left two hours ago, issuing her a strange command before his departure: “Bend over the desk with your ass facing the door and don’t move until I get back. Don’t even look back toward the door.”

Jessica had obeyed, planting her elbows firmly on the desk and facing forward, her backside exposed to anyone who might pass by her office. She felt more than a little exposed and vulnerable, and the anticipation was unbearable.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she waited, her imagination running wild with worries of what might happen if someone saw her in this position. Would Willem get in trouble? Would she? Would she ever be able to look anyone in the eye again?

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she heard footsteps outside the door. Her heart raced and her stomach clenched with fear. Then the door opened, and Willem appeared. Relief flooded through her as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He looked at her and said nothing.

But the relief that had briefly filled Jessica was quickly replaced with a different kind of tension as the silence between them seemed to stretch on endlessly.

“Good girl.” Willem said stoically. The next thing she heard was the zipper on his pants being undone. Jessica’s heart was racing as she imagined where he was. She fought back against all her instincts, telling her to look behind her to see what he was doing. But now it was a matter of pride that she would not look back. The she felt it, his magnificent cock sliding between her thighs just right below her sex from behind. The once cold ice queen let out a submissive whimper as she was so worked up, her pussy was plastered in her juices. She wanted him inside her more than anything. She did not know why she said it, but she did. She begged for his cock without being told to, another line in the sand cross and another peg lost to her new Master.

“Please Daddy, please give your slut your cock! I want your cock so bad! Please fuck me!” Jessica pleaded at the man teasing her.

“Ooo you are fucking hot when you beg slut. But you need a good spanking first I think. Nice swats on your ass so you realize whose ass this is.”

“Yours Daddy all yours please fuck your good girl.” Jessica begged she was so lost. This was the fifth time this week she spent the last two hours of her day bent over with her naked ass facing the door. She did not move. This was the first time she begged on her own without some game being played or being ordered too.

Willem could not have been happier. He had watched her for the last three weeks tease the ever living hell out of all the junior associates, bending down to show her ass to them. Rubbing against them at every opportunity sliding her legs against theirs. Showing cleavage when she got the chance. The other day Jessica ate an apple on top of one of the desks and rubbed her waxed legs on top of each other in front of two of the junior staff. If it was not for the phone ringing they might have came their pants right there.

Jessica would finish her required boner quota and then like every day. She would wait for Willem. Most days he liked making her spread her legs while he fucked Jessica right in her chair she was sitting. Other days he would make her place her palms on her own desk facing the door while he fucked her savagely from behind. Then the lunch time ritual of going to his nearby apartment then the afternoon consisted of her working with a vibrating egg in her sex. After which he would make her place her elbows on the desk with her ass completely exposed towards the door. The last part was added last week.

Five Minutes Later...

“Ten thank you for spanking your Naughty Girl, Daddy!” Jessica wantonly moaned out. She was so worked up that her sex was turning into a faucet.

“Spread em, bitch!” Willem barked slapping the side of Jessica’s backside.

“Yes Daddy!” She said yelping slightly when she was spanked. It did not take long for Jessica to start moaning loudly and Willem to start making their bodies clap a sensual rhythm of pleasure.

Clap ... Clap ... Clap

“God Daddy!!!! Holy Fucking Shit! Pound your whore!!! I love it! I love it! Damnit!” Jessica was grinding back on Willem like a woman possessed she was addicted to his manhood like a heroin addict is addicted their needles. The younger man had taken her to more pleasurable places than any man ever. Her husband was not even thought of anymore. She had stopped having sex with him entirely.

Jessica had no idea how hot she had made Willem over the past three weeks. She was unaware that he was masturbating to thoughts of her nearly every night, often in his office with only a thin wall separating them. She did not know that he wanted her with an intensity that bordered on obsession and nothing else mattered but having her beneath him ... so he could finally make her his own slutty little toy.

Tonight was going to be different though, tonight she was his and his alone and he would make sure she knew it! Willem grabbed a handful of Jessica’s hair from behind as he entered her space not wanting to give her a chance to speak before him. His voice low and intoxicating as it was when speaking to those beneath him “Tonight you belong only to me ... No more teasing others. Those days are over. We take the next step.” He whispered into her ear as he released a shiver across sensitive skin “Now it’s time for you do what I say...”

Willem pushed Jessica forward onto all fours, firmly telling her “Now crawl!” Jessica complied without hesitation, crawling across the floor until Willem stepped away from where he had been standing indicating it was far enough for now. Willem reached down and grabbed both Jessica’s wrists pulling them together before securing handcuffs, not too tight as not to cause pain but tight enough so that she could not easily move them if she tried. Jessica was so lost in primal lust she did not even question what was happening next.

She wanted nothing more to be used by her own subordinate and he just said he was going to use her the entire weekend. Jessica did not have too much more time to ponder what was going to happen because Willem ripped her blouse off, leaving her in a pair of lacey transparent blue crotchless panties and a half bra that left her nipples and upper breast completely exposed.

He did not go home until he fucked her doggystyle in her own office. Then he made her crawl after him to the car. Jessica did not mind, she doubted she could walk that well anyway. Then like she did every day since promoting Willem to her number 2 Jessica’s mouth slid up and down his cock all the way home until it was ready for business again. Willem drove her to his house. He needed to make sure his finale usurpation of her authority went off without a hitch. Willem decided the best way to insure that was to introduce Jessica to his parents massive BDSM dungeon under their mansion.

Monday...

Wilhelm’s plan was set in motion. Jessica was ordered to fulfill her boner quota and accept any form of fondling or molestation from the staff without complaint. Unbeknownst to Jessica, Wilhelm had commanded Scott and Frank to grope her at every opportunity they could get, and if she was made to cum make sure everyone around them got a chance to take part -but no kissing or intercourse was allowed.

Jessica sashayed towards Scott’s desk as usual, swaying her hips provocatively. She settled onto the desk and crossed her legs in front of him with an air of confidence, unaware that the shock on her face when Scott reached out and began rubbing her leg would be so profound.

“Oh! Scott. Hmm.” she stuttered breathlessly, desperate to suppress the desire that flooded through her body like wildfire but also scared of disobeying Willem’s instructions.

“Hey Frank,” Scott grinned devilishly, “Why don’t you feel how soft Jessica’s legs are?” Before Jessica could even begin to protest, Frank moved closer and began running his hands up and down her thighs, eliciting a primal response in her which she could no longer hide. The other members of the office watched in awe, quickly realising that they too were allowed to engage in such activities.

Jessica was completely overwhelmed by the hands all over her body. Her breathing came in short, sharp gasps, and she tried her best to keep from moaning aloud as Scott’s hand roamed higher up her abdomen and Frank’s fingers moved closer to her inner thigh.

She felt the eyes of the other workers on them, and knew that they were all eagerly awaiting their chance to join in. She could not let Willem down, so she forced herself to stay still and let them do whatever they wanted.

The molestation continued for what seemed like an eternity, but eventually everyone had their turn and Jessica was allowed to get back up off the desk. Her cheeks were flushed, and her heart was pounding with excitement, but she managed to compose herself enough to walk out of the room without anyone noticing how much pleasure she had derived from the experience.

When Jessica stepped outside the door of her office, her body still tingling from the wicked gropes she had just experienced, a mischievous smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth. She was indeed, as Willem had said, excited to experience something like this again soon.

But upon entering her office once more with an untucked shirt and shoes in hand, Willem was standing there with an unreadable expression. His voice dripping with sternness, he uttered one short phrase: “Palms. Window. Now!”

Without even having time to adjust her attire or slip on her heels, Jessica meekly approached the window and pressed her palms against it, thrusting her bottom backwards. She could not help but secretly hope that Willem planned to give her the thorough fucking she deserved for being naughty—but he had other plans.