The Glass Ceiling (closed to cgraven)

Miss Johnsons hips bucked and quivered as orgasms rocked her petite frame.
Still distracted by her own orgasms, she was unaware that an overzealous clerk stood inches from her with his 8" hard white cock. She gasped as she wàs caught off guard. Her pouty lips opening to let out the gasp gave the clerk the perfect moment to stuff his cock into Gwendolyn's pretty mouth. She gagged at first but then adjusted. Looking at her boss then up to the clerk, she was red faced by the show she had to out on but slowly bobbed her blonde head back and forth to show her boss she was a team player.
 
Gwen had her instructions from Mr. Simons, her Boss, her blush deepened from crimson to scarlet as he finally gave the gorgeous young blonde permission to cum. Simons had told his cute little P A to play with her nipples and to give the store clerks a nice blow job.

The first forced Gwen to kneel up straight. He let his cock trace the bowe of the young blonde lips. His precum leaving her moist ripe lips glistening with his salty taste. He then stuffed her chaste mouth and tight little throat with his cock. Oh she coughed and sputter when he hit her gagge reflex. He loved the way the muscles of her throat massaged is throat each time Gwen swallowed.



Simons watched as the two clerks were deep throated by by his gorgeous young P A.

“I said play with your nipples Miss Johnson. You know how I dislike repeating my self young lady!”

It was four o’clock before Gwen was allowed to select two corset and then allowed to dress, minus panties or a bra. It was time to go home to Mr. Simon’s Manson.
 
The next morning, Miss Johnson went into the den where Mr Simmons was preparing for a zoom meeting. The blonde PA entered in the following

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"morning sir thought you might like some coffee". She set it down and noticed Simmons looked stressed from all the preparations for the meeting starting in fifteen minutes. "Cant have you strressed sir let me help ". With that Gwendolyn knelt down and unzipped his fly and pulled out his semi hard cock and took it into her warm wet mouth and began to slowly bob her head up and down to relieve her boss' tension.
 
The next morning Gwen awoke in her new rooms at Mr. Simons Manson and quickly got dresses. The young blonde P A chose a form fitting white blouse which she left the top three buttons undone knowing her boss would like the effect. Gwen also selected a dark skirt with a slip that would sow her inner thigh to perfection with each step she took.

The young P A knew what was expect of her when it came the other staff, so Gwen had allowed time to please he chef sexually before her work day began. "Morning sir thought you might like some coffee". The young blonde P A set his coffee on his desk giving her boss a delightful view down her gaping blouse. "Can’t have you stressed Sir let me help ".

Like a very efficient P A who knew what her boss needed, Gwen dropped to her knees unzipped her boss's trousers and gave him a good morning blow job. “Is there anything else I can do for you Mr. Simons?

The gorgeous young sweetly asked. " Perhaps a good morning fuck," A little pout pressed her ripe moist lips together. "No Sir you have a conference call any moment." Gwen undid the top three buttons of her blouse. "Shall I have chef fuck me in any way you wish for your amusement?"
 
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Just as she said those words the chef was rolling in a cart of appetizers for Mr Simmons like he did daily, only this time he heard what Miss Johnson had just uttered to her boss.
Without another word, after clearing the trays from the cart, he locked it in place and grabbed Miss Johnson by the waist and bent her forward. Making quick work of her skirt zipper he dropped her skirtt to the floor and pulled out his semi erect cock and inserted it into Gwendolyn's tight little pussy causing her to squeal and gasp as she was caught off guard by the chefs bold moves.
 
Chef was just rolling in a teacart with the bosses favorite morning snacks. A broad smile bowed his lip when he heard Gwen off to have the chef fuck her for his amusement during his video business call. The chef cleared the teacart and before knew it she was bent over the teacart, her skirt around her angles, and Chef’s cock buried in her tight young pussy.

Caught by surprise the young blonde squealed. “Shish” Mr. Simon, chided his young P A. “Chef handcuff Gwen’s hands behind her back, then continue to fuck her.” Simons rubbed his chin. “Oh! and get her out of those clothes.” Simons loved seeing Gwen naked and being fucked. He was making sure the gorgeous young blonde learn her place, to please him and to be fucked by powerful men.
 
The chef pulled gwen away from Mr Simmons office and gave her what she thought wàs water. Her head went fuzzy then blackness.
An unknown time later she awoke in a dimly lit boardroom, lights flickering in the following

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She was siting on a boardroom table, papers and files scattered on the floor and table like someone was hastily looking for something. Drawers open, one wall glass panel busted. "Where am I" dazed and foggy Miss Johnson said to herself. Jist then she gasped as she noticed one hand cuffed to the table and the words Ghosted Inc on anothèr window panel. She audibly gasped again since Ghosted Inc was a big competitor and supposedly out of business for shady business deals.
 
Chef fuck Gwen as Simons became more and more engrossed with the business of the call. Chef pulled Gwen away from Mr. Simmons office and gave her what she thought was water. The young blonde PA’s head went fuzzy then blackness.

How long Gwen was unconscious, she would never know. Gwen awoke in a dimly lit boardroom, lights flickering. The young blonde was no longer dressed in her white blouse and pinstriped skirt. Oh, her skirt was the same but now she was wearing a deep purple blouse. Gwen awoke siting on a board table. The room looked as if a hurricane had hit the room, papers were strewn all over. When she saw it, Ghosted Inc on a window panel. She audibly gasped again since Ghosted Inc was a big competitor and supposedly out of business for shady business deals. "Where am I?"

Gwen went to raise her hands to her mouth, and she discovered one hand was cuff to the table. “You Miss Johnson are here to make atonement for what your boss Mr. Simons’ lies and what it cost.” The voice was hollow. “You shall pay with that gorgeous young body of yours. Now how will we start…….remove your blouse Miss Johnson…………no Gwen for we shall know each other very intmatly.”
 
Miss Johnson tried to hop off the table but, from where her hand was cuffed, couldn't as her heels dangled a good 3" off the floor. "Where am I, who are you??!" The blonde stammered. Her free hand picked up a stapler and flung it towards the stranger who easily dodged the blonde PA's effort.
"I most certainly will not remove anything!! My boss is very powerful all you will get to know is misery now let me go!" Miss Johnson said. Her voice firm yet her big blueish green eyes scanned the room nervously still unsure of where she was, how she got there, or how to make en escape.
 
"Where am I, who are you??!" The gorgeous young blonde stammered. Her free hand picked up a stapler and flung it towards the stranger who easily dodged the blonde PA's effort. "I most certainly will not remove anything!! My boss is very powerful all you will get to know is misery now let me go!" Miss Johnson said. Her voice firm yet her big blueish green eyes scanned the room nervously the room, still unsure of where she was.

He watched the way she nervously scanned the room, the fear he saw in her blue green belied the firmness of her voice. “My name my dear girl is DeLuca Morta and you are here because I wanted Simons to lose you, to cause him pain, as I take you as my sexual concubine, so he'll know I am sexually enjoying your gorgeous young body Miss Johnson………no……. I think I shall call you Gwen, for we shall get to know each other very intimately.”

There was an evil glint in DeLuca’s eyes as a twisted smile bowed his lips. “Strip Gwen you have a free hand, I am sure you can manage.” Gwen Johnson was hand cuffed to the table, there was nothing in reach to throw at him. Gwen had few choices other than obey her capture.
 
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Miss Johnson tried to show a tough side even though her heart raced seeing the state of disarray of the dim conference room. "Let me go now and i won't tell my boss..for your sake". Yhe petite blonde's voice cracked a bit in the idle threat.
She gasped as she swore she saw another figure in the shadow. Before she knew what hit her. A blindfold of some sort was placed over her eyes as things went pitch dark. Gwendolyn's perky I breasts rose and fell as her sight was blocked yet hearing magnified as she still struggled to know where exactly she was and just how many individuals were in this ransacked boardroom with her.
 
"Let me go now and i won't tell my boss….for your sake". The petite young blonde P A’s voice cracked a bit in the idle threat.

She gasped as she swore she saw another figure in the shadows. Before she knew what hit her. A blindfold of some sort was placed over her eyes as things went pitch dark. Gwen's perky breasts rose and fell rapidly with fear as her sight was blocked. Yet hearing magnified as she still struggled to know where exactly she was and just how many individuals were in this ransacked boardroom with.

Gwen could hear the shuffling of feet. Then strong hands were on her shoulder pressing her down to the boardroom table. Her other hand was cuffed, and the young blondes legs were drawn apart and cuffed to the table.

“Now gentlemen shall we unwrap our charming young guest and revile her in all her naked beauty.”

Gwen Johnson felt numerous hands running over her young body, unbuttoning her blouse, tugging her heels off. Then the soft sensual whisper of her skirt’s zipper. Soon Gwen was naked as the day she was born. “What am I bid to be the first to enjoy our young beauty’s charms? Come, Come, gentlemen she could be yours for the night……yours to do as you please with her.
 
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