“What?” Ayanna thought in her very confused state of post orgasmic brain fog, “they want me to clean.” Gradually, she lifted herself up off Marcus’s thick cock with a loud wet plop as it slopped out of her little and sopping pussy. She looked down at the mess of the man’s big softening cock drenched in his cum, her juices and now his partner’s thick gooey spunk that had come out of her little rear hole. She now realised what they wanted her to do.
Ayanna knelt between Marcus’s legs and started to lick and slurp along his semi hard cock, licking up all the mess. It nearly made her gag, but she had become accustomed to new things very quickly over the last couple of hours.
Jack made sure he got close ups of the beautiful young woman, her gorgeous sexy mouth, lips and tongue as she cleaned Marcus’s thick cock. She then got to the lower part of the thick shaft and the taste changed becoming a little funky as she cleaned the spunk that had come out of her little arse. Her mouth moved down to clean the man’s balls and lick all the mess, that was a combination of all juices that had come out of the three of them.
Marcus then lifted his legs up and spread himself, “Some of your mess, slut, may have run down there, make sure you clean it thoroughly.”
Again, at the thought of what he had just asked her to do Ayanna came close to gagging again. But she dutifully moved her beautiful young mouth between the man’s muscular buttocks and licked and slurped at the nasty puckered little hole.
Ethan: “This black bitch is truly learning her place.”
When Marcus eventually pushed Ayanna away, Ethan grabbed her by the hair and pulled her harshly up to his cock, “Get that mouth licking, bitch.”
Of course, Ayanna, got straight to work licking and cleaning his cock and balls.
Once the two men were satisfied Ayanna had done a good enough job, Ethan then offered her to Jack again, “You must be very horny Jack after filming that, would you like to use a hole again?”
Ayanna hated the way these men refereed to her as a set of sex-holes. But at the same time, it fed into her submissiveness and she could feel her sore, stretched little pussy throb at his words.
Jack, gabbing the young woman by her hair, pulled her over to the desk, bending her back over where she had been before with her beautiful firm breasts squashed against the hard wood and her round ass up and fully exposed. The middle-aged security guard kicked her legs apart, “I’ll take the slut’s arse if that’s ok, sir?”
Ethan: “Feel free Jack, she here for our use.”
And Jack plunged his short fat cock into Ayanna’s now very fucked and abused little rear hole, that was of course nicely lubed up and slightly stretched, needing no preparation for the overweight man to thrust straight in.
“Arghhhhh!” The abused girl cried out. Ten minutes of hard pounding and Jack gave a deep moan and filled the young woman’s bowels with his thick spunk. He pulled her off the desk and onto her knees, Ayanna now knew what was to be expected and wrapped her gorgeous sexy mouth around the ugly man’s fat funky cock and licked him clean.
Marcus, pointing to a side door in the office, “There a shower through there, go get cleaned up and then, when you are done, we’ll complete the details of our new arrangement. But not too long, maybe twenty minutes, no more, or I’ll belt your slutty fat ass again.”
In the private bathroom there was a big mirror and when Ayanna looked at herself, she couldn’t believe the mess she was in. her hair was slick with spunk, but even worse there was a lot of dried spunk in her hair and across her face, breasts and stomach, there was gooey sticky spunk all down her thighs and between her ass cheeks. Her ass was striped and bruised from the spankings and beltings and there were several nasty raw bite marks on her beautiful breasts. She turned the shower on, knowing she was on limited time, stepped in and got to work to do the best she could to getting herself thoroughly clean. She had no watch and there was no clock in here so she knew she couldn’t dawdle. She came out 15 minutes later.
Since they hadn’t’ let her take her clothes with her, she had to walk back into the office naked. When she walked in, the two men were now both fully dressed and Jack was standing back at the side of the office, almost as if the last 2-3 hours hadn’t happened, except now she was standing before the three men totally naked. She had quickly figured it was best not to try and cover herself or risk the men’s rath, so she stood with her feet slightly apart and her arms by her side, fully exposed to the three white middle-aged racists eyes to roam over her beautiful body.
Marcus held up her passport, “We now have this, so you can’t leave the country and obviously you know our resources, so you won’t try and run.”
Ayanna gave a nod, waiting to see what the rest to the details were going to be.
Ethan: “We’ve messaged your boyfriend to say you couldn’t get away from the meeting after all and he could go home. You will come back into work tomorrow morning as if everything was still normal, any day you don’t show, all the evidence goes straight to the police. Jack has a bag for you to take home with your new office clothes you must wear tomorrow.”
Marcus: “This legal document here,” He pointed to a sheath of papers on the desk, “you are going to sign before you leave. This gives us your consent to treat you how we please. This includes all sexual activity we require you to perform, and any physical punishments, including corporal punishment and humiliation. We can even send you back on the underground, naked, and let you get raped twenty times, if that’s our desire. Do you understand. Fundamentally this is signing your life away as our sex-slave.”
Ayanna: “Yes, Sir.”
Ethan: “Good bitch! That is how you will always address us. You will never use our names, as a sex-slave you are not worthy to use our names. From now on you will address all managers as, Sir, Mrs, Ms, or Miss as appropriate. Any other members of staff you will use their last names such as Mr. Smith or Mrs/Miss. Smith, including the cleaners and other more service members of staff. You are now the lowest member of staff in the office, and we have adjusted your salary to show this.”
Ayanna gulped at the continued humiliation and how this was now going to play out in her life. She was going to be like a prisoner to these men, slave as they put it, but allowed to live in her old life but only as a facade.
Marcus pointed to the papers on the desk, “Sign!”
Again, Ayanna gulped, as she saw her life disappear before her very eyes. She knew if she hesitated a moment too long, she would be back over the desk and receive more lashing with the vicious belt. She had no choice. She stepped forward and signed on all the pages where required.
Ethan pointed to her clothes, “Get dressed. Jack, you take her home,” turning back to the beautiful young black woman, “it’s his choice if he has you ride up front and suck his cock on the drive. You can greet your boyfriend with a kiss still with the taste of Jack’s old spunk.” And all three men cruelly laughed.