This story was written as part of an exercise. To my regular readers: this is more porn than erotica. Should be back to normal after that. :)
The online ad read "For those who aren’t afraid of the Darkness"; nothing more.
Lisa had promised her parents that she would find a job in the capital in less than a month. That deadline was getting close so she made an appointment for an interview the same day. She put the odds on her side by putting on a sober pencil skirt that covered her knees. A friend had told her men appreciate the effort and women find it chic.
A handful of candidates were leaving when she presented herself at the door. In front of her, a panel of two people, a man and a woman. She had more questions for them than the other way around. The duration of the contract? The schedule? The compensation? And above all, what would that mysterious work consist of. The surprising answer prompted a lot more questions.
After an hour of interview, she left with a signed contract. Lisa's parents wouldn't understand. She told them that she had found a job in finance and they were pleased with the good news.
This was a half lie. She was indeed going to work for finance, but her field would be service.
Working on the stock market is stressful. The company that hired her understood that and was looking for people who could help their employees to release some of the tension. They had noticed that making escorts available during business trips had a positive impact on the company's productivity, so they decided to go further and make it available at the workplace.
Lisa had never done that, and never even considered it, but when told that by contract she would be blindfolded for the sessions, she felt a familiar warmth between her thighs.
With a blindfold she would have a form of anonymity. She would be a body, appreciated, used, a magic doll that helps others. Her sexual appetite had always been great. She had hidden this side of her personality during the interview in order to negotiate her salary. They had fallen into the trap of this young girl freshly arrived from her deep countryside who seemed a little naive. She also didn’t tell them she sometimes let eager men penetrate her in the bathrooms of nightclubs for the fun of it.
She left the building with an envelope full of cash, with which she had been asked to buy herself some fine lingerie.
Not yet knowing what to expect, she headed for her first day at work with several outfits. She had been told that there would be a personal bathroom on site as well as a relaxing room where she could wait between sessions.
A woman greeted her, showed her where everything was. She told her that when she saw the red light come on in the room, she would have five minutes before the employee comes in, and a blue light would tell the employee they had five minutes left. Each meeting lasted fifteen minutes, which was the length of a regular work break. Employees were free to take advantage of it or not.
Down the hall were a dozen apartments like hers. Other men and women arrived at the same time to start their shift. She then understood the size of the company she was now part of.
— I'll only book two appointments for your first day, said the woman. If at any time you have a problem, press this button.
She pointed to it, very visible to those entering the room, like a visual reminder of the limits not to cross.
— When you press that button, the door opens automatically and we send two big guys.
All of this reassured Lisa, even though she herself hadn't even thought about her own safety.
The woman finally left her alone. Once the door closed behind her, she walked around the room. Not a single window, just a dim light. Not a single piece of furniture but cubic shapes covered with a layer of velvet, of different heights and widths, were coming out of the floor. If the color choice hadn't been so dark, we might be in a children's playroom. In the background, was a barely perceptible jazzy lounge music.
She imagined herself waiting for the first employee, kneeling on that pedestal in the middle of the room and her excitement rose. Salacious phrases filled her head. She wanted a patient right away. Her underwear was already wet just at the idea that a man, any man, could come use her body for a sweet release instead of masturbating like a thief in the bathrooms.
She went to freshen up, used a few fingers to calm her nerves. The orgasm she gave herself brought her stress level down and her mission became clear. She will help them all to continue their day in serenity. She was a saint, after all. Her body the receptacle of all the accumulated stress. They would enjoy, for a brief moment, the sweet sensation of her flesh around theirs.
She had almost dozed off on the lounge chair in her break room when the red light came on.
She covered her black lingerie with a red satin bathrobe to join the room, then she climbed on the central pedestal and blindfolded herself with the scarf provided by the company.
The five minutes felt very long. Deprived of sight, her only reference points were the surrounding noises, footsteps in the hallway, the heels, the distant conversations, the low music and now her own breathing which was going faster and faster.
And finally, the door opened and shut automatically. She took a quiet breath.
— You're the new girl, aren't you?
At his voice, she imagined him older. Then she heard him breathe hard. Perhaps a heavy build.
— It’s my first day, yes.
— Very pretty… Hmm… Very pretty. I’ll make sure to tell them I’m happy with this choice.
Without even knowing it, she found herself in front of one of the big bosses. He wanted to be the first one to honor all the new recruits of that service. He was indeed a little overweight, with greying hair and had always been known for his love of women, for wanting to possess them all.
She could hear the growing excitement in the employee's breathing. He ran his hand through Lisa's long hair.
— Would you like me to get up? she said.
— No, there, you are at perfect height.
— I'm so glad I can help you. What a difficult, stressful job you may have.
— Open your mouth.
She heard the appetite in his voice, in his breath, his impatience.
She imagined what he saw in front of him and wanted to offer more. She took off her silk robe before opening her lips. Her panties and garters now in front of his eyes, the man sighed.
— Good God! You look delicious… Unhook this thing!
She unhooked her bra and let it fall to the ground. Carried away by his desire, he stuck his head between her breasts. He kneaded them, licked them. For her, the feeling was much different than when choosing and seeing her partner, but it was far from being unpleasant. He nibbled at her nipples, panting, losing his breath in her flesh. She surprised herself by letting out a genuine moan.
— What a sweet little whore you are. I'm gonna put it so deep in you.
He stood up. She heard the opening of a zipper and the second that followed felt the man's cock between her breasts. With his hands, he brought them closer to better masturbate between them.
— Open your pretty mouth.
Lisa opened wide, tilting her head to her chest. He took her face in his hands and made sure his cock got lost inside the young woman's mouth.
— Oh…How docile you are...
His vices made his voice quiver. He sounded like he was already exhausted. Lisa tightened her lips around his cock, mentally visualizing the scene, finding herself so dirty for enjoying this boor. He was breathing hard, she knew he was already about to finish. He stopped right there and said after a deep breath to come and sit on his lap. He helped her off the pedestal and he sat down on it.
— Turn your back to me and come sit on my cock. Come quick, you sweet, slutty little thing.
She was not shocked by his language. She thought that maybe this man was a guy from accounting who didn't usually have the upper hand over anyone. She was excited to play the game to satisfy him to counter balance. She even caught herself dripping with desire. She pulled her thong to the side and sat on him. His cock slid effortlessly in her.
— My beautiful little whore, he huffed.
He nibbled her neck, kissed her, bit her like a mad man. She was unsure whether she has supposed to talk to the employees or not. She wanted to tell him how much she enjoyed it.
— Look at what you’re doing, huh! Offering yourself to men you don’t even see! You like giving yourself to strangers? You like my big, fat cock, don’t you!
He actually wasn’t that big, but she couldn’t care less since he seemed to be quite confident about it. She liked to please and she couldn't answer any other way than by telling the truth, her body betraying her anyways.
— I like it, very much.
— Bend over, I wanna see you better.
She leaned forward, wiggling over him as best she could. But he took control and, two hands gripping her hips, swung her back and forth on him vigorously.
— Your little pussy is so wet and you don’t even know who I am!
She felt his cock pocking her insides at the right spot.
— Who’s the boss? he said.
— You are sir.
— That’s right! And your pussy is mine.
— Yes, it’s all yours, sir. Use me.
— You're going to suck up all of me if you continue to be so docile… Ah…
Her body was going to relieve him of all this terrible accumulated stress… And it did not fail when she begged him to come in her.
— Oh… Raaaah! Take this!
He emptied all his vices in her. She moved her hips to finish him off properly.
— Just like that, sir? Do you like it?
He replied with groans, his head back.
She wanted him to remember her, she wanted him to talk about her good services with Management.
When she felt he was done, she stopped her movements. Out of breath, he gave her a pat on the butt to let her know he was done and that she could get up.
He pulled up his underwear, wiping his fingers on it, then pulled up his pants, while admiring the new recruit with saucy eyes.
— You're gonna make them all crazy, I can feel it!
— Thank you, sir.
He ran his hand over Lisa's cheek.
— Stuffing your little pussy gave me great pleasure. I will recommend it.
— Thank you sir, thank you very much.
He pressed his hand against Lisa's sex and inserted his index finger.
— Can you feel how happy you made me?
He was searching her body and she, who hadn't come, enjoyed the sensation and began to moan.
— Look at you! You’d like me to make you come, wouldn’t you!
She didn't answer, lost in her pleasure.
— No, I will let this for your next appointment. I already know who's coming, no doubt you'll like it.
He walked away, leaving her alone with a furious urge to touch herself and be done with it, but she decided to wait after the promising comment.
She went to have a quick shower. That first experience was not so bad. Certainly, he had manhandled her a bit, but it had tickled her perversions.
The red light came back on as she got out of the shower. She quickly perfumed herself, tied her hair in a ponytail, added some red to her lips, put on her silk robe and blindfolded her eyes once seated on the pedestal.
The door opened. She could hear the voices of men joking around in the hall as if they were just out of a meeting. But several of them were actually entering the room. She had not been told that there could be more than one man in the same session. She didn't dare say anything. She remained silent as she heard the flattering comments of the young men. She imagined them all to her liking, having only their voices as a reference. One of them picked her interest from the start. He was in the background, intervening very little but in a calmer manner. It was he who talked to her first:
— What’s your name?
— Lisa, do you mind if my two colleagues join us?
She wasn't sure whether the rules granted it or not, but she was far too happy about that thought to dare refusing it.
— No, I don't mind.
— Good. Get up.
She stood up. Trembling with excitement. She felt the knot of her robe untying, it opened and revealed her bare skin. Comments of satisfaction erupted. And then, delicately, the man ran his hand under, brushing her breast with his fingertips, moved up to her shoulder and pulled the robe behind it. She didn't move, but her breathing was suddenly getting faster. He did the same with the other shoulder, which ended up undressing her completely.
He left her like that for a moment, gazing at her as one would contemplate a statue, his colleagues praising her skin, her curves, her mouth.
She heard the sound of the belts, the zippers, clothes thrown on the floor. She knew they made themselves comfortable.
The man in front of her remained silent. She couldn't see his eyes devouring her, the desire taking shape in his boxers.
She wondered what they were all waiting for, she wanted them to be all over her.
The man took Lisa's hand and plunged it under the rubber band. Touching him and feeling his stiff prize, she let a gasp slip away.
— Eat me, he said.
She didn't need him to ask again, she would have done it right away in another context. She knelt in front of him, slipped the boxers off, took his cock in one hand and devoured his balls.
The colleagues, who were already masturbating, picked up the pace. One of them came to stand behind her, caressed her breasts, licked her back as Lisa's head now paced back and forth on the man's cock.
She loved the feeling of being touched by someone who wasn’t the one she was busy with. Her desire was dripping on her leg. She felt a hand between her thighs and she knew the third man had come closer.
— She runs on my fingers, he said almost joyful.
The man had taken more space on her tongue, her jaw was open as wide as possible to accommodate him. She already wanted to feel his flesh deep in her stomach.
Three fingers were now in her and she rocked on this hand in the same rhythm as on her meal.
The man grabbed her ponytail and helped her move, gesturing her to linger a bit as it hit the back of her throat.
— I want to take her, it’s too much, said the one behind her, gripping her hips.
— Patience, said the man. I want to enjoy this mouth a little longer.
The one who decided of everything had her full attention. There was something about his voice, his authority, his calmness, his self-control, that made her burn with desire for him.
She felt a cold object in her hot body. Something was being introduced into her in place of fingers. At the ease with which it came in, she thought of glass. A small bottle? And then she felt a cold liquid flow through her. Whatever the object was, this liquid now flowing down her triggered her visceral need to be filled with pleasure.
The second man kept moving the object inside her back and forth, slowly. The third man started moving his hand on her lower back. The first one, hmm, the first one was beading deep in her mouth.
— Fuck! he said like a regret.
He withdrew and with him all the tension in her jaw was gone. He took her hand, helped her up, and led her in another corner of the room where he lay down and pulled her towards him so she would ride him.
She didn't wait for the permission to slide him in because the urge was too strong. Finally feeling him inside made her moan. She heard him laugh quietly, probably at her excitement or maybe at her unprofessionalism, but she liked that he didn’t make a fuss about it. He grabbed her breasts firmly before pulling her to him so that he could lick the tips. The contact of his mouth on her skin made her shake all over. He scooped her ass and made her rock on him.
The other two were contemplating the action, awaiting orders from their leader.
She felt the heat on her cheeks, the sensation in the pit of her stomach which was already rising with each penetration. What if she came now?
He prepped her for the next step, with the tip of an experienced middle finger, sinking deeper and deeper into her little hole.
— Aidan! he said, motioning for him to come closer.
Aidan took Lisa's hips, which stopped their movements. He placed himself behind her, pushed his body into her, but ended up in the same hole as the man beneath her.
Two cocks for the price of one. He didn't even stop right away, he gave that spot a few thrusts. The very thought of these two men skin against skin in her body almost pushed her over the edge. Oh my God they're rubbing against each other, she told herself… She found it so perverted that she lewdly moved her hips and squeezed moans out of them.
The third one, who didn't want to be left out, crept between Lisa's lips. But the pleasure she felt down there was taking all of her mind.
Aidan pulled back and pointed to the other entrance, plunging his entire cock into it. He congratulated her on welcoming him so quickly. Pleasing a man was enough, but two at the same time was the height of her fantasies. She wished that time had stood still, that this sensation of fullness - caught like a vulgar little doll between two men - never stopped. Aidan leaned over her fully and the three of them stood still for a moment.
The movements resumed, but it was neither the man nor Aidan who made them all move. She didn't need to remove the blindfold to understand what was going on. She felt all the shakes. It was the third one, who got behind Aidan who was thrusting everyone. These three friends, these three coworkers who certainly looked very conventional the rest of the time, considered a hole to be just a hole and that there was no point in fussing. Their groans were too much. She lost control. The man beneath her noticed it.
— Give yourself that sweet release, darling, he said.
He inserted his thumb between her lips and sucking on his finger triggered it all. She didn't even have to move, the jerks made her rub against him deliciously and the image, so perverse in her head, made her cry out.
When she was done, the man asked the other two to stop.
Lisa, exhausted by the violent pleasure, not knowing what was expected of her now, lay on the floor. She could hear though, their hands quickly moving back and forth over their skin. She offered her body, placing herself on her back, opening her mouth wide, and she was quickly thanked on her face and breasts, with deep, long groans covering the background music.
When the rain was over, the man leaned over her and whispered:
— I look forward to our next one to one appointment. These days I am very, very stressed.
The blue light was now flashing and this was their cue to get out. They left after some courteous crouching and hand-kissing.
Once alone in the room, she removed the blindfold and mixed their pleasure with her fingertips on her chest and neck, like a reward for a job well done.
She too could not wait to meet again with the mysterious man.
© Tous droits réservés - Charlie M.P. - 11/29/2021
I'm going to translate the short stories I post on this site, little by little, since some of you would like to read them in English.