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   Jill's story - Part 9

   Tuesday morning I am woken by my phone beeping, it's a message from
Steve "only wear gash panties from now on or nothing!" The one pair of
panties with a slit that I have are very messy from yesterdays event, I'll
have to get some more soon.  I put on a skirt without any panties.  At work
I am careful to keep my legs crossed and not flash anyone.  Dave says he
has tried to contact the device support people but they have not been
available, I suggest we see what else we can find out about the network
traffic being generated by it.  We analyse the packets, they are all
addressed to the same IP, we check the server for that IP, it turns out to
be a server in another department.  I think to myself that I must get
access to it and see what they are doing with the video feed.  We are not
allowed access to other departments servers as a rule and I don't want to
explain to anyone what I want to look for.  I need to come up with a plan.
I could capture the admin password if I can get Ben from security to use it
on my machine while I run a key stroke capture tool.  It is very much
illegal, grounds for instant dismissal and a law suit if not also criminal
proceedings I am sure.  I must find out though what is happening to the
video feed before it gets closed down as a result of Dave's enquiries.  I
tell Dave that I will look into it further and will let him know what I
find out soon.  I go back to my machine and install a key stroke catcher,
hiding it as best I can, then I call Ben from security to come install the
network packet analyser on my machine.  When he is gone I check the log of
the key stroke catcher and find the admin password, my heart skips a beat.
It is too risky to log into the server during office hours so I decide to
do it tomorrow morning before anyone gets in.  I go out at lunch back to
the shop that I got the cap bras from.  Tanya is there, I ask her about
panties slits, she shows me their range.  They are all very small sizes,
too small for me really even though I am a small size normally.  I buy 10
anyway and put one on in front of Tanya, not bothering to go to the change
room as there is no one else in the shop.  Tanya just smiles at me, I say
thanks and leave.  On my way back into the office building unfortunately I
run into Steve, he is on his way out but decides to accompany me back into
the elevator anyway.  Walking into the elevator he ushers me to the back, a
bunch of other people walk in after us, everyone turns and faces the door
as usual.  Steve is standing close behind me, too close.  I feel the back
of my dress lifting, Steve's fingers ease their way in between my legs from
behind and find my pussy lips squeezing through the slit in the panties. 
He sticks his finger up into my pussy, I am sure he can feel how wet it is.
It seems to be constantly wet I think to myself.  "Good girl" he whispers.
"fuck you" I think.  Then his hand is replaced by something smooth and
cool, he pushes it up into my pussy, deep as he can, then he whispers "Keep
that in there bitch".  From good girl to bitch in 5 seconds I think.  He
removes his fingers and I clamp my thighs shut holding them tightly
together.  Steve stays in the elevator when I get out at my floor.  Its
midway through the afternoon and I am working at my desk, Dave is opposite
me at his.  Suddenly deep in my pussy I feel vibration, Steve must have a
remote control for the vibrator he stuck up my pussy.  It is subtle at
first but the vibrations start to build.  I cant concentrate, though I am
happy that at least there is no audible noise.  I am staring at the black
device, knowing that Steve is sitting watching me somewhere.  I try to look
angry, which I am, but the vibrations are affecting me and the vibrator has
started turning inside my pussy now too.  I look away from the device not
wanting to add to Steve's pleasure, I look at Dave, he is not looking at me
thankfully.  My body starts heating up, it is getting excited, I can feel
my climax building, what can I do I wonder, I can't go to the bathroom, I
don't think I will be able to walk in this state.  Just as I am thinking it
is going to be very obvious when I come, the vibrator shuts off just as
suddenly as it started.  I am left slightly panting, my pussy must be a
slippery mess squeezing out of the panties with an engorged clit seemingly
clamped in between the folds.  I hope the back of my skirt doesn't get wet.
I still don't want to get up and go to the bathroom in case the vibrations
start again.  I get a message in my mail, it says "I haven't got time to
finish you off, do it yourself." I think fine and get up and go to the
bathroom.  In a stall I lift up my skirt and sit down not bothering to pull
my panties down.  I look down at my pussy lips, they are red and engorged,
I lean back and put my hand down to my pussy, collecting some wetness, I
slide it up to the clit and stroke it gently in between my squeezed lips.
Within a minute I am coming, waves of ecstasy rock my body, after being
teased by the vibrator the release is fantastic.  I clean up my pussy and
head back to my desk, vibrator still inside.  Steve leaves me alone for the
rest of the day.

   I get to work early as planned, today I will hopefully at least find out
what's going on with the camera.  I am nervous as I open up a remote login
window to the server IP address found in the devices network packets.  I
type in the Administrator user name and the password that the key stoke
catcher logged from Ben.  I press enter, the dialog screen disappears and
in what seems like an hour but can only be seconds the desktop appears and
I am in.  Easy I think, I start hunting for the software and video files
that I am hoping are there.  I find some big files with an unknown
extension, I rename the extension to mpg and then try open them in a media
player, bingo I think as a video of me appears.  It looks like it's from a
couple days ago, I am sitting at my desk working.  Fantastic I think, I
work out the naming convention used, the files appear to record only when
there is movement in the image, they are named with a long number which
turns out to be the date and time that the recording started given as one
long string.  I look back for a file from an earlier day, one when Adrian
may have been at my desk, there are many files from each day as movement
starts and stops.  By now people are starting to arrive in the office, it
is getting quite late when I strike it lucky, I find the clip of me playing
with my pussy while Adrian is standing next to me.  I quickly scan through
to the end then I delete it, empty the recycle bin on the server, and then
quickly log off.  I decide to come in earlier tomorrow again and get rid of
all the videos with me and my tits or pussy in compromising positions.

   Towards the end of the day I get another mail from Steve, as usual he
wants to meet in the back of the lobby.  After work I head down to the back
of the lobby, Steve is there already, I go into the cubicle and close the
door, thinking what does he want today.  The sexual acts are not bothering
me anymore but being with Steve is.  He doesn't waste any time, when the
door is closed he spins me around and pushes me forward until I am leaning
over the desk with my bum sticking out at him.  He lifts my skirt and pulls
the panties aside and immediately sticks two fingers into my ass with no
pretence of foreplay.  He pulls them out, spits on them, and sticks them
back in, he pumps them in and out.  "Nice tight hole" he says, then "play
with that squeezed beaver bitch".  I lean further forward on my left elbow,
spreading my legs a little I move my hand down to my pussy squeezing
through another pair of gash panties, I run my fingers up to just below
where Steve is enthusiastically pumping two fingers in and out of my
asshole.  I gather some moisture from my pussy and slide my fingers down to
my clit, I start slipping two fingers round my already hard clit in slow
circles.  Steve pulls his fingers out of my asshole and slaps my ass hard,
right cheek with his palm, then left with the back of his hand.  I flinch
but carry on playing with my clit, my pussy is getting warmed up now. 
Steve find my pussy entrance with his left hand and eases three fingers in
then he sticks the two fingers of his right hand back in my asshole.  He
pumps them both in and out rhythmically like he is some sort of machine, he
sticks a fourth finger in my pussy and pushes, stretching the entrance. 
Then he sticks a third finger into my asshole, and pumps them both slowly
now.  My fingers working my clit are having a pronounced effect, with the
fingers also pumping both of my holes I feel my climax building.  Steve
carries on pumping his fingers in and out, I have my head turned to the
side and I can see he is watching me.  It is not a turn on for me and I'd
rather get this over with sooner, I put my head down and decide to
concentrate on the feelings and pretend it is not Steve pumping my holes. I
day dream that it is my boyfriend pumping me, I start to pant and groan,
then it is Dave pumping me in my mind, I wonder where that came from?  My
fingers sliding around my clit start to work faster, I am going to come. 
Suddenly Steve pulls his hands out and slaps my ass hard.  It makes me even
hotter, my fingers are flying over my clit now, I am going to come and come
hard.  Steve pulls my hand away from my clit.  Damn!  What the hell is the
bastard doing now I think, he says "now now, you are getting ahead of
yourself".  My swollen pussy is aching for the final release but Steve
holds my hand away.  Then he stands up and puts his dick into the palm of
my hand, I pull it as best I can from this awkward position.  Thinking if
he gets off I can.  Steve gets hard quickly, and then pulls away from my
hand.  My fingers go back to my clit and start working it, he eases his
dick into my exposed pussy and pumps in and out a few times.  My climax
builds again very quickly from where I left it with Steve pumping my pussy
and my fingers doing their work.  He pulls my hand away again and says
"Wouldn't you like your ass pumped instead?" My pussy is so close to
exploding, I think just let me finish, and I nod.  He pulls his dick out
and puts it at the entrance to my ass, he pushes, then a little harder, his
dick starts to sink in, it is easy going with the lubrication on his dick
from my now dripping pussy.  He pushes in deep and holds it there, he is
still keeping my hand away from my clit.  He eases out and then pushes back
into my asshole.  He starts pumping his dick in my asshole, he lets go of
my hand.  I go back to my clit and start rubbing in earnest.  Steve picks
up rhythm and starts pumping in and out of my asshole, the sensation added
to my fingers is driving me crazy now, prolonging my climatic explosion.  I
am groaning now like a slut, like the porn stars I have seen in all my
boyfriends porn collections.  Steve pulls my hand away from my clit again,
and he starts riding me harder and faster.  My asshole is being pummelled
by Steve's dick, my pussy which is pressed down on the desk is now being
rubbed a little against it, I can feel my climax coming the sensations from
my ass pummel pushes me over the edge and I am writhing under Steve now as
my orgasm pulses through my pussy and my muscles contract and release. 
Steve comes in my ass with his dick clenched tight by me.  He holds there
for a moment as my climax and his ease away then he slips out.  He pulls up
his pants and says "Thanks" as I straighten up and start sorting out my
dishevelled clothing.  He does up his zip and belt and is out the door
without another word.  I make myself look as presentable as I can and with
my very slippery thighs and tender holes I walk out of the lobby and
building and head off home.

   Later that night it hits me, the videos also contain the live date and
are time stamped in the bottom right corner of the frame.  I realise that
it means that I can check who was at my desk and sent the incriminating
email to BCS that got me into this position with Steve in the first place.
I can prove that I didn't send it.  I just hope that Steve hasn't erased
that evidence.
   To be continued.