I was still kneeling between Xhilandia’s legs, as I had been doing for the last twenty minutes, when I heard Alexis enter again. I tried to get up but Xhilandia pushed me down to stay where I was.
“Hi dear, please, come here.” Xhilandia said to her and I saw her motion for Alexis to come behind the desk.
I tried to struggle to get up but Xhilandia said, “stay” and I had to stop my struggles to follow her orders, despite my mounting panic.
The rotor on my clit picked up went from a low hum to its max setting and I moaned loudly. Then I saw Alexis behind the desk. Our eyes locked and she became red as a tomato. I raised my hand, which was holding a pen and, between shivers of pleasure, said, “bhehn?” into Xhilandia’s folds.
“Ma-eh-ah-ma-wa-eh.” The poor girl had completely short-circuited.
“Did you need to tell us something, dear?”
“Ah, eh, meeting, eh, in the warehouse. Excuse me!”
She ran off and I heard the door of my office slam. I came and shouted into Xhilandia’s pussy.
Xhilandia finally turned off the rotor and let me get up. I fixed my attire as I had done before.
“I told you not to bully my employees.”
“Whoops?” she said with a shrug.
Everybody was already gone from the cubicles for the meeting, which would take place in the warehouse. As the safest large place which wasn’t the garage, we often held end of the year parties and other large meetings there, as the building’s meeting room could only really sit ten people comfortably, while I didn’t deem the factory space above the warehouse safe enough, and the laboratories next to the factory floor and below the office were both unsafe and cramped.
We made our way down to the garage, then entered the warehouse through the raised door that was next to a single loading dock. All my twenty-six employees were already there, sitting on foldable plastic chairs, with the managers, department heads, and Alexis sitting in a semicircle with the others behind them. Two plastic chairs had been set in front of the semicircle for me and Xhilandia.
Alexis was still red as a tomato and avoiding looking at me but Missy, an old blonde lady who was the only member of our HR, wasn’t fuming, so it looked like I was in the clear for now.
We went to stand in front of the two plastic chairs, facing everybody.
“Everyone. I have an announcement, I and – aaah!” I bent forward as the rotor activated at max setting.
Xhilandia used the occasion to push me onto the chair and a rope appeared, trying my torso and arms to the chair, then she pushed a knotted rope into my mouth and tied it behind my head. There were shouts, eyes full of panic, people jumping off their chairs and assuming defensive postures.
Xhilandia laughed. “Relax, everybody. As Cassy was about to say, we recently tied our souls in the most sacred of unions for eternity as a couple. For those who have not yet met me, I am Xhilandia, Queen of Torment, and Demon Prince of the 536th Layer of the Abyss. And dear Cassy here” she caressed my cheek through my shivers, “is now my wife.”
“That was the announcement she wanted to make, but I have an announcement of my own. I have lusted over Cassy for more or less the last fifteen years, now that we are finally together, I plan to give her all kind of attentions every day, throughout the day, and I care little for the opinions of mortals. Cassy isn’t as coldhearted as I am though, so, to ease her heart, for those who decide to stay we will give a fifty percent raise and ten additional paid vacation days per year, while those who decide to leave will receive three months of pay and recommendation letters as a severance option. You have until Saturday included to accept the severance option. And now, please enjoy the spectacle.”
I felt the enchantment disappear from my skirt through my rising orgasm. Just as I was about to go over the edge, Xhilandia removed the gag from my mouth. I screamed as I came, my pussy spraying liters on the warehouse floor.
Xhilandia lowered the rotor to a medium setting. And put a piece of paper in front of me. “Your actual announcement, dear.”
I looked at the piece of paper, then my confused employees, then back at the piece of paper, shame like I had never felt rising as heat through my chest together with the pleasure it brought.
I started reading. “I am an exhibitionist, masochistic slut who loves to have all her holes destroyed. I have pussy juice for brain and my body is only good as a piss and cum tank. Please watch me as my mistress destroy this stupid toy.”
The rotor picked up again and I came once more, squirting more fluid on the floor.
The rope came undone and Xhilandia picked me up in a princess carry, my now drenched skirt dripping squirt and piss.
“I will leave you all to talk amongst yourselves.”
She carried me back up to the office, as the rotor was building me up to another orgasm. When we entered my office, she put me on my chair for a bit as she made some space on the desk. She then picked me up again and made me kneel on the desk, facing the cubicles. She brought my wrists behind my back and tied them to my ankles with thick rope. I came, making a mess of this side of the desk, but she wasn’t finished.
She grabbed my blouse and completely tore the front away, exposing my breasts and navel. With a sharpie she wrote “useless slut” over my boobs and gave them a few slaps for good measure. I then felt her weave a spell and the desk shifted, the side I was on sloping slightly towards the front and low barriers growing around it to collect everything in a bucket that she hung to the front, in clear view of the cubicles. She then removed the plastic tube that was taped to my chest and arm, tearing away at the tape painfully, making me cum again, and put one end in the bucket and the other in my mouth, then fixed it in place with a piece of tape, shutting my mouth.
She gave me a light kiss on the cheek. “You’re so beautiful. Now drink for me.”
I drank avidly from the bucket of squirt, the taste different from the mostly piss I was used to but no less amazing, and felt it fill my stomach. I stopped drinking, the tube very clearly full of liquid, as I saw my employees enter the office space, and came again, moaning into the tape.
Some laughed at me, some avoided looking at me, quite a few guys were adjusting their boners. I saw Missy stomp to her cubicle, furious. Alexis was still as red as before, she was about to go to her desk but instead entered my office and walked up to my desk to stand in front of Xhilandia, just as I came again, spraying even more.
“Release her!” she shouted.
“What?” Xhilandia asked, confused.
“Release her! She is not like… like this! You did some demonic spell on her! Release her!”
Xhilandia laughed. “Dear…”
“Don’t call me dear!”
I felt a chill in the air. The shadows of the room elongated as the souls of the damned made their presence know with their wails. I saw panic in Alexis’s face.
“Never interrupt me again, mortal!” the whole building shook in tune with her voice like an earthquake. The few employees who had still been staring at me and grinning quickly made their way to their cubicles.
Then everything returned to normal and I heard Xhilandia sigh. “As I was saying, dear, I am contracted to Cassy.” She slapped my ass as she said my name, and I came again. “I am physically unable to hurt her unless she wants to. You heard what she said to the Major earlier, the will of the universe itself confirmed our union. You have to face the truth, the powerful witch you so admired is actually just a useless,” she slapped my ass, “pathetic,” another slap, “slut.” The third slap was the strongest and I sprayed squirt again.
I saw tears in Alexis’s eyes. “I… I… fuck you!”
She stormed off my office, grabbed her purse, and ran off the building.
I felt Xhilandia’s hand caress my sore ass cheek. “Don’t worry, she’ll be back.”
I was only able to barely nod, my mind preoccupied with enjoying my shame and pleasure.
Lunch break came and the guys from the factory and warehouse came for a tour to enjoy the spectacle, as did two of the laboratory technicians. The shame I felt was simply exquisite.
Missy came to quit her job. She berated me for a bit for what we were doing, which only increased my pleasure, then actually thanked me for the past years and recommended the daughter of a friend of hers to fill up her position. Xhilandia thanked her in my place and told her to contact us for that recommendation letter.
In the early afternoon the bucket started to overflow, despite my efforts to keep it from doing so that had resulted in a more than full stomach and a slightly inflated belly. Xhilandia noticed fairly quickly and got up to remove the bucket. I thought she was going to empty it in the toilet but I was too naïve. She lifted the bucket over my head and poured its contents over me, showering me in my squirt and piss, then put the bucket back without saying a word. I saw some people looking at me, shocked, and I felt tears form in my eyes.
She then yanked the tape off my mouth and I screamed. She shut my screams with her own mouth, kissing me deeply.
She massaged over my stomach and separated her lips from mine, despite my efforts to follow them. “Are you too full?”
I nodded.
“I see.”
She punched my belly, hard, cutting my breath. I started puking, pouring the mixtures in my stomach over her. She punched me more and used her magic to make sure I puked out all the several liters I had drank, tasting them all over again. By the end I was sobbing.
I saw her pass a hand over her chest to collect some of my vomited fluids, then she licked her hand with a hungry grin. “You really taste amazing.”
She put the tube back in my mouth and used magic to clean the overflow of the bucket from the floor. She then went back to her seat but I didn’t hear her clean herself nor felt her use more magic. A weird sense of pride filled me as I realized that my mistress, my wife, was enjoying having my juices on her in front of everybody. I came again, starting the process of filling up the bucket all over again.
After a while, I saw our janitor, Jerry, walk through the cubicles towards my office. He was a thin old man in his early sixties with short white hair and a clean shaved face, he was wearing the same light grey overalls our factory and warehouse workers did, with the addition of a small baseball cap he liked to wear.
Ever the old school gentleman, when he entered, he removed his cap and gave me a little nod but his eyes didn’t linger. He walked up to Xhilandia and said, “You called for me… my lady?”
“Yes, Jerry. Sorry I didn’t think about it sooner. I don’t want to impose on you so I will take care of cleaning after my little slut of a wife. You don’t have to worry about the mess.”
“Ah, thank you, my lady. Ehm… is what you said about the raise true?”
“Of course. We will be paying this whole month with the increased raise too. I will have all the new contracts ready by Monday.”
I saw his hands tremble around his hat. “Thank you, my lady.” He said, his voice trembling a bit.
“Are you having money problems, Jerry?”
He looked uncertain. He glanced at me and I nodded encouragingly, trying to stave off my orgasm for what seemed to be an important discussion.
“Ehm, the truth is…”
I failed and moaned loudly into the tapes as more fluids squirted on the desk. Xhilandia slapped my ass, eliciting another moan.
“Please ignore her. Continue.”
“Ehm, yes. I was saying… my daughter, she lost her job and has to undergo a surgery but isn’t insured. We are trying to collect the money.”
“Is it life-threatening?”
“No, my lady. She has the endomatrio, ehm endometro…”
“Endometriosis?”
“Yes, that, the endomatrosi. The pain and the doctor appointments affected her work and her employer fired her.”
I heard Xhilandia tap her fingers on the desk as she thought. “Mhh. Is she good at taking photos?”
He nodded and I saw a hint of a smile on his face. “Yes. She has one of those social pages, she used to share the photos of her trips. They are quite good. She even has her own camera, doesn’t like using a phone.”
I heard Xhilandia clap. “That’s just perfect. I was just looking for someone to help share the beauty of my wife with the world.”
My eyes widened and I tried to look at her but I couldn’t turn without risking to fall on my side.
“Why don’t you bring her here tomorrow? We’ll see if she wants to work for me and I could take a look at her. I’m actually quite practiced in medical magic.”
I could see a tear in Jerry’s right eye. He bowed. “Thank you, my lady. I will talk to her.”
I came again, loudly, ruining the moment. By this point my clit was pretty much on fire due to the overstimulation, but that just amplified the pleasure.
“Ehm. I’ll leave now, if I may.”
“Yes, thank you, Jerry.”
When he left in heard Xhilandia get off her chair. Then a slap hit my ass. “Read.” Another slap. “The.” Another slap. “Room.” Another slap. I came, screaming into the tape. “You.” The slaps didn’t stop. “Fucking.” Another slap. “Whore.” The last slap was so strong it made me fall face first into the desk full of my juices. I started sobbing as I felt another orgasm building up. Xhilandia pulled my hair hard and lifted me back up, then got back to her chair.
I was left there, sobbing, soaked in my juices, in pain, clothes ruined, and constantly cumming for al to see until the last people left the office. When everyone was gone, Xhilandia disconnected the tube from my mouth, then grabbed the rope tying my wrists and ankles and dragged me off the desk. She held me dangling by the rope with one hand as she floated slightly higher than usual above the ground, so that I wouldn’t hit the floor, and used magic to clean the whole mess in my office and return it to normalcy.
She left the office while carrying me like the sluttiest handbag in existence. The position, constant swaying, and stomach once again full of my juices made me feel nauseous. Soon I could control it no more and I puked a good amount on the stairs. Xhilandia didn’t stop and didn’t even address what I had just done except for her magic cleaning up the mess as she went. The neglect brought me over the edge again. When we reached my car, Xhilandia opened the door in the back and threw me face down on the back seats like a dirty gym bag.
During the drive I started feeling nauseous again. I tried resisting but to no avail, soon I felt my stomach clamp up and the piss and squirt mixture travel up my throat. With my face against the seat, it found a difficult exit and sprayed everywhere, half of it being forced out of my nose. I kept puking until my stomach had no more to give, riding several orgasms in the meantime. When it was over, I was gurgling and drowning in my own juices that I had just puked.
Finally the trip ended and Xhilandia picked me up, allowing me to cough out the little fluid that had tried entering my lungs. She brought me into my loft as I was still coughing and threw me on the hard floor, making my back arc in pain. I started sobbing uncontrollably again between my coughs as I came once more.
Finally the coughing stopped. I felt the rotor stop its constant vibration on my burning clit and Xhilandia undid the rope around my hands. She picked me up and put one hand under my bottom and another around my back to hug me tightly. I put my face against her neck and my sobbing turned to wailing as I cried my ugliest cry. I continued for what felt like half an hour, until my eyes had no more tears to give.
She finally brought me to the bathroom. Carefully, so as to not cause me any more pain, she removed the tape over the rotor, letting the toy fall to the floor and exposing my red and bruised clit.
“Bend a bit. I’ll remove the plug.” She said with a soft voice.
I shook my head. “I don’t want to feel empty.”
She patted my head and gave me a kiss on my forehead. “Ok. Would you prefer the plug or my tail?”
I thought about it for a few seconds, then said, “Tail.”
I bent and let her remove the plug. My asshole stretched and clenched, now suddenly feeling way too empty. Two lubed fingers filled it up a bit to spread the lube around, then left to leave room to her thick tail. When it entered, I felt full and whole again, and I let out a breath, finally relaxing.
We got into the tub in our usual position, Xhilandia hugging me from behind. I took one of her hands and played with it for a bit, passing it between mine, then kissed its back. “Thank you for today. It was amazing. And thank you for what you did for Jerry, he’s a good man.”
She kissed the back of my head.
“I do worry for Alexis though.” I continued.
“Don’t, she has a crush on you as big as a sandworm. She’ll be back.”
I turned to look at her. “What?!”
She nodded. “Yep. I’m surprised you didn’t notice.”
“Well, I’m used to more direct approaches.” I said, and gave her a peck on the lips.
She smiled. “True.”