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This story contains descriptive scenes of sex, some non
consentual,
and is intened as ADULT entertainment.  If this sorr of material 
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By the way, the story is FICTION!!!!! The author does not condone
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               TAMMY AT WORK- PART TWO

                                I

     David continued to talk to Tammy as she inserted her index
finger into her rapidly lubricating pussy.  His words slapped at
her and yet she found that she could not stop her pussy juices
from flowing more freely.   Her breathing began to shorten as he
continued.
     "You had so much fun being gang banged by the club staff,
didn't you?  You were more fun for them that old whore Rosa. 
Much younger and so much more enthusiastic.  Too bad non of them
had condoms.  I mean, who knows, you could be carrying one of
their little babies inside of you right now.  Wouldn't that make
daddy so proud of little Princess?  Won't he be so happy to see
your belly all stretched out with a little Mexican grand baby for
him and mommy?  Of course it may ruin your modeling career.  Who
wants a fat model?  don't worry though, you will still have this
job.  Think of the other girls faces as they see you coming to
work dress like that and all pregnant.  Won't they get a good
laugh?  Oh, but I guess you won't be as popular with the boys
when that tight little cunt of yours is all stretched out after
having the baby.  I guess then, the club staff will have to fuck
your ass to get their twenty dollars worth from you whore."
     Despite her best efforts to ignore him, Tammy found herself
falling into the hypnotic rhythm of David's voice.  She was now
fingering her pussy with two fingers at an increasing rate.  The
tension building in her loins was unbearable, and she knew that
she would cum soon.  David could sense this as well.  She was so
easy for him to control now.  This was a young woman so used to
having men drop at her feet, that the idea of someone taking all
her power away was actually turning her on.  He watched her face
flush as an orgasm approached.
     "Take your hands away now slut."  he barked.  When she did
not respond immediately, David slammed his fist down on the desk
and yelled. "I said stop that now you filthy slut."
     Tammy was shocked back from the brink of climax and
reluctantly pulled her fingers from her dripping pussy.  She was
shaking and out of breath, dying to let herself go over the edge
and cum.  Still trembling, she looked across at David with a
confused, pitiful, questioning look on her face.
     "Oh don't worry slut."  David mocked.  "You'll get to cum. 
That is what you want isn't whore?"
     Tammy sat silently, trying to regain her composure.  "Answer
me."  He shouted.  "Tell me you want to cum and I just might let
you."
     Reluctantly, Tammy nodded.  "Yes.  I want to cum, please let
me cum."
     A huge smile crossed David's lips.  "All right, but first, I
need some lunch."  He pressed the intercom on his desk and ten
seconds later the office door opened.  Tammy scrambled to cover
herself as a deli delivery boy walked in carrying a brown paper
sack.  The delivery boy, who looked to be about her own age,
smirked as he walked past Tammy, setting the bag onto David's
desk.  He had seen this type of low class bimbo in her before,
trying to make her way in the world the old fashioned way.
     "Thank you Jimmy."  David said.  "Put it on the company tab.
Unfortunately, I seem to be completely out of cash for a tip."
     "No problem Mr. Lee."  The young man replied, turning to
leave.
     "No Jimmy, you know that I always pride myself on being a
generous tipper.  I think that I may be able to give you
something almost as good as money.  In fact, if you would stay a
few moments, it would be a great help to me."
     Tammy's eyes opened wide and she tried to protest, but David
cut her off.  "Get back to what you were doing, slut."  He
bellowed.  Turning back to Jimmy, he said.  "You see, I have this
new toy and since I can't pay you, perhaps you would care to stay
a while and watch her show in place of a cash tip."
     "No."  Cried Tammy, tears welling up in her beautiful blue
eyes.  "You can't."
     "Poor misguided young Tammy."  David replied calmly.  "You
just keep forgetting I can do anything I please.  You were just a
few moments ago telling me how badly you needed to cum.  I, being
such a kind hearted man, was about to let you, and you treat me
with such disrespect, and in front of Jimmy no less.  I'm afraid
I can't have that kind of insubordination on my staff.  I suppose
I'll just have to let you go Ms. Douglas."
     A sparkle of hope crossed Tammy's face for the briefest of
moments.  Could he mean that he was going to just let her go and
forget this whole thing?  Was her torture actually over?  David
could almost hear her thoughts as he paused for  the slightest
moment before continuing.  "Oh course, that would mean that your
father would be receiving a certain package in the mail
containing a certain video tape."
     Jimmy watched silently, not sure what to make of the whole
scene.  however, he knew better than to comment or make for the
door.  David Lee was not one to mess with.
     "No."  whimpered Tammy, understanding again that she had no
choice but to submit to David's orders.  Without another word,
she raised her skirt up and began to slowly rub her pussy,
moaning softly at the pleasure she felt in spite of her growing
humiliation.
     "That's better pet, show Jimmy what a ripe little whore you
are.  This is how you will be spending your lunch breaks while
here at Lee Industries, showing your cunt to anyone I say, making
yourself cum like a common street tart."  Tammy's fingers worker
faster on her pussy as she desperately tried to bring herself to
orgasm before David could make her stop again.  Her breathing
increased and soon she was moaning and writhing in the chair
wildly.
     David watched Tammy carefully as he had done the day before,
sensing her approaching climax and at the last possible moment,
barking an order.  "Stop!"  he yelled so strongly that Tammy was
startled out of her rhythm.  "I didn't say you could cum yet
whore."
     Tammy moaned loudly in pain and frustration, that was twice
he had stopped her short, she felt as if her entire body might
explode if she wasn't allowed to climax.  "Please"  she panted,
rubbing her wet lips harder again.
     "I said stop it now you dirty slut." David commanded. 
"Jimmy, it seems that Miss Douglas has a problem keeping her
mouth shut.  Since this is her last chance to cum before I
dismiss her permanently, perhaps you could help her."  
     The familiar look of protest crossed Tammy's face, but David
beat her to the next line.  "Not a word bitch, or that tape goes
straight to daddy.   Now you go back to making your little pussy
cum and Jimmy will help you keep that mouth too busy to make so
much noise."  He nodded his head in Jimmy's direction and the
younger man stepped up next to Tammy.  Yes indeed, this was
better than the usual dollar tip Mr. Lee usually gave him.
     He walked over next to Tammy and began to undo his pants. 
Tammy dutifully went back to work on her pussy.  Once Jimmy had
his pants around his knees, he leaned in close and Tammy wrapped
her lips around his growing cock.  He moaned loudly as she went
to work on him, wanting to get him off as quickly as she could to
get it over with.  Tammy suspected that Jimmy had never had
someone as good at sucking cock or as pretty as she was, so it
didn't appear to be too much of a challenge.
     Tammy was right on all counts.  Although no virgin, Jimmy
had never had such a skilled pair of lips wrapped around his
cock.  He also could never have dreamed of having such a gorgeous
woman doing such things to him.  Wanting to enjoy the feelings,
but also wanting to give in to the pleasure, jimmy held off as
long as he could before groaning loudly on one of Tammy's very
deep strokes.  "I'm going to cum."  He managed weakly.
     "Go ahead."  said David.  This little slut lives to swallow
cum, shoot it into her mouth.  That way she won't even need to
eat lunch."  David laughed loudly as he watched Tammy begin to
shudder, lost in her own climax, squealing against the cock
shoved in her throat.  At the same time, Jimmy stopped thrusting
and just stood there moaning.  His whole body looked like it
might explode as he blasted cum into Tammy's mouth.  She wanted
to deny David the satisfaction of seeing her spill any of Jimmy's
seed on her dress, so Tammy swallowed as quickly as she could,
somehow managing to gulp down each and every drop of the hot
creamy fluid.
     As Jimmy withdrew his spent prick from Tammy's mouth, she
was careful to suck it clean, leaving no trace of the rather
large load Jimmy had just left in the young woman's mouth.  David
applauded both of their efforts.  He allowed Jimmy ten seconds to
pull up his jeans before dismissing him with a simple gesture. 
The grateful young man hurried out of the office, knowing that he
had a tale none of his friends would ever believe.
     Alone with Tammy, David sat silently for a few moments,
enjoying the sight of her.  Tammy's fingers still played
absent-mindedly with her clit.  "Well, my dear."  David said at
last.  "It seems we have used up almost all of your lunch break. 
I do hope Jimmy's little protein shake will be enough to hold you
over until five o'clock."  He laughed again as he stood behind
his desk.
     "Come here."  he said, motioning for her to stand and join
him.  Tammy obeyed, not bothering to fix her skirt as she walked
around behind David's desk.  He placed her on the desk, legs
spread wide as he stood between them, stroking his hard cock. 
Tammy thought for a moment of how it had felt the day before
rammed into her mouth, so thick, so rough.  She wondered if David
would be any gentler on her pussy.  Luckily for her, the
masturbation and subsequent orgasm had left her more than
adequately lubricated for almost anything he could dish out. 
Still, she winced a bit as the fat head of his prick came in
contact with her pussy lips.
     "I've waited for this moment for a very long time Tammy." 
Was all David said as he thrust forward, driving his thick cock
into her.  It's width stretched Tammy much more than her fingers
had and she groaned a bit in discomfort, trying to move away from
David's invading prick.  He grabbed her by the hips, holding her
still as he buried himself all the way inside.  Tammy silently
thanked God that David was not as long as he was wide, she might
be split in two by a cock of that size.  David's face was so
close to hers that Tammy instinctively leaned forward as if to
kiss the older man.  He pulled his face away quickly.
     "You don't think I'd kiss your whore's mouth do you?"  He
mocked.  "I mean, dearest, I may use you tight pussy as my fuck
toy, but you just swallowed that delivery boy's cum.  Never will
I soil my lips on such a sperm toilet as your mouth."  Tammy
could actually feel his cock throb and grow fatter as he
assaulted her with his cruel words.  He was getting off on being
able to do anything he wanted to this beautiful young woman who
was so used to being treated like a Princess.  His thrusts grew
more intense and Tammy had to brace herself on the desk as David
pounded away, almost knocking her over.
     "I'm going to cum in you slut.  Just like you want me to." 
An evil smile crossed Tammy's face and she tried to turn away so
as not to have to look at him.  He gripped her chin in his palm
and forced her eyes back to his.  "You know you're just praying
for me to get you pregnant aren't you slut?  That way you won't
have to explain to daddy why the little bastard child is a half
breed.  Well, slut open that womb up real wide for me because
I've got a nice big load to shoot up into that worthless cunt of
yours."
     That seemed to push David over the edge.  His eyes shut and
his body tensed visibly as he held his cock steady, buried to the
hilt inside of Tammy's pussy.  She could feel his hot cum begin
to shoot from his prick, bathing her insides in a warm wash that
was equal parts disgust and erotic pleasure.  She had always
loved the feel of a man shooting his seed deep inside of her. 
Somehow the idea that David may have been impregnating her took
away only slightly from the pleasure.
     When his prick stopped spasming, David opened his eyes and
smiled.  "Here's to good seed planting my dear."  he said with a
sneer as he pulled his softening prick from her.  He was careful
not to let too much of his thick cream leak out of her onto his
desk.  Looking at his watch, David chuckled.  "Oh dear, you are
late.  No time to clean up, what a pity.  Guess you'll just have
to leave all that cum in you until five.  Enjoy the rest of your
day."  With that, he turned away and pulled up his trousers. 
Tammy stood up carefully, trying to hold her pussy muscles tight
so as not to have a tell tale drip coming from her pussy.
     As Tammy  took a step towards the door, David said to her. 
"Leave the panties.  You can pick them up here after work."
     Tammy's head hung low as she walked out of David's office. 
It was uncomfortable to walk all that way holding his cum inside
of her.  Plus, all of the other workers seemed to notice how
messed up her face was.  Whispers of "Slut.  Whore.Tramp.:" and a
host of other names echoed in her ears all the way back down to
her cubicle.  The roomful of workers all glared at Tammy as she
walked in.  She was a full ten minutes late coming back from
lunch and her appearance only confirmed what they already knew,
that Tammy was fucking the boss.  While most everyone in this
office was fucking someone or another to get ahead, the idea that
this new girl was fucking the big boss put her at the top of
their hit list from the start.  Add to that, her lack of job
skills and the fact that her lagging behind was put off onto
another worker. and Tammy could feel their hateful stares as she
sat down at her terminal.
     She tried to concentrate on getting her work done.  The
humiliation of not being able to keep up with the others was
almost as bad as having to fuck and suck whenever and whomever
David said.  Tammy could hear the others chatting about her
behind her back, but did her best to put it out of her mind. 
What she could not put out of her mind however, was the slow
oozing of David's cum from her pussy.  There was just no way to
hold it for that long, so the sticky cream dripped from her,
making a large and uncomfortable wet spot on the back of her
skirt.  When she stood up to stretch at break time, Tammy was
mortified to hear the others giggle and see them point at the
spot.  Even worse, before she could sit back down, a large glob
of half dried sperm dripped from her, landing on her shoe for the
others to see.  They roared with laugher and once again Tammy
Douglas, proud and privileged Princess could do nothing to stop
them.
     Five o'clock could not have come soon enough for Tammy. 
Even when it did finally come, she had some work left over.  She
wanted to finish it herself to avoid having to put one of the
others through all of that mess again, but Tammy also knew the
penalty for not showing up in David's office on time.  Her look
of indecision must have been obvious, because one of the others
spoke up.  "You better get someone else to do it for you, I'm
sure you're meal ticket wouldn't want his whore to be late." 
Turning her head to see who had spoken, Tammy saw that it was the
blonde she had given her work to earlier.
     "I don't know what you think you're talking about."  Tammy
said, suddenly remember herself and feeling full of pride.
     The other girl approached Tammy, unafraid.  "Oh yeah?"  She
questioned.  "Then what's with that cum stain on your dress? 
Even a whore knows to clean herself up after the fucks."
     "You would know all about that I suppose."  Tammy replied
confidently.
     The door opened and Stephanie Hughes raised her voice to
that 'I mean business' tone.  "Ladies!  This is no way to end a
day.  Ms. Douglas, you are wanted upstairs.  Ms. Siefert, finish
her work and don't let me catch either of you pulling this sort
of crap on work time again."  With that she was gone.  Tammy
didn't seem to notice that Ms. Hughes had just saved her from a
solid fist to her nose.  Tammy exited without a word or glance
backwards.

End of Part Two. 
     
     

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