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                      TAMMY AT WORK PART 4

     When Tammy awoke the next morning, she was lying in her
front seat, still half clothed in her ripped outfit.  Her entire
body ached from the abuse she had taken.  Tammy was thankful the
other girls did not leave her on the side of the road.  Left
alone in that part of town, she surly would have been killed.  A
shiver ran up her spine as she thought of the sort of things that
could have happened.  As it was, however, all that she had been
forced to do was get a few girls off, an act she could certainly
live with.  In fact, she had rather enjoyed most of it.
     There was another problem she had to deal with at the
moment.  Her watch told her that she had only twenty minutes
until she was to report for her morning meeting with Mr. Lee. 
Being late for that could be a disaster, but how could she go
into the office dressed like this.  Thinking quickly, Tammy
decided it would be better to show up in her going home to daddy
clothes than in these rags, she crawled into her back seat and
dressed in the conservative suit she kept there.
     David was clearly displeased with he dress, and punished
Tammy by forcing her to strip and submit to a good spanking
before giving his morning blow job.  When she finished, he
allowed her to clean herself up in the executive washroom before
returning to her job.  This act of kindness confused Tammy a bit,
until David explained to her that sometime in the next few days,
she would be called upon to help him close a huge deal.  Perhaps,
she thought, he might even want to use her mind for this one,
although deep down she figured she would be a prize fuck toy to
help close the sale.  Either way, she was happy to hear that she
would be kept looking more respectable for the next few days.  
     When she was out of the office, David quickly got on the
intercom and called his mid level executives in for a special
meeting. With the big merger coming up, they needed a break.  He
sat back in the chair and smiled broadly, knowing that in a few
moments, a dozen men would be leering at Tammy's body while she
showered.  The surveillance system he had installed in there was
a good way to let the executives get a first hand look at any
particularly good piece of new meat.  He knew that Tammy's
luscious body would have each of these men doing their best to
impress David in the hope that he might turn young Tammy over to
them.  That, however, was not part of the plan.

                               II

     At the same time the male executives were drooling all over
themselves to the sight of  Tammy soaping up her perfect breasts,
Stephanie Hughes was just finishing up her discussion with Rene. 
The recount of last nights abuse of young Tammy made Stephanie
pleased with her selection of Rene as an element of torment.  It
also made her panties soaked.  
     After being dismissed, Rene passed a tall, thin, young black
man.  Rene knew that his name was Samuel Taylor.  She had always
frightened Rene whenever she saw him.  He had a dark, brooding,
angry look that always made her think he would rather kill her
than say hello.  Just the sight of him, made her skin break out
in goose flesh.  She blushed slightly because along with a
feeling of fear, Rene also wanted him to fuck her more than
anything.
     Inside the office, Stephanie began to speak to Samuel about
some of the things he had noticed about the new girl.  It made
him feel a bit uneasy to be going over his own superior's head on
this matter, however Ms. Hughes seemed genuinely interested in
hearing him out.  Besides, he had his suspicions that Woody felt
much the same way as that new bitch in regards to the black
employees he supervised.  
     When Samuel had finished, Stephanie leaned back in her chair
and said with utmost sincerity,  "You do seem to have a point. 
We may very well have a bad apple in our bunch.  I hate to see
that, it's terrible for morale, and it offends me deeply on a
personal level."  Samuel saw the expression on her face become
very serious.  Stephanie leaned forward in her chair.  "There is
one problem however."  She said.  "You see, we both know that
Tammy is a racist little ladder climber with a plan to sleep her
way up to the top.  On the other hand, she does have the ear of
Mr. Lee, she has somehow become rather fond of her.  Not in a
sexual way of course, but in a much deeper way.  You see Samuel,
this is confidential information, but I feel I can tell you. 
Tammy is the daughter of Oliver Douglas, President of Douglas
Enterprises."  Allowing that piece of information to sink in, she
continued.  "You see, she is providing us with some valuable
information about her father's dealings.  This makes her far too
valuable for me to fire the little bitch, as much as I would love
to."
     Samuel was beginning to understand why Tammy was here, but
he was still unclear as to what he was to do in all of this. 
"You mean, we can't even report her for obvious racial
misconduct?"  He asked.
     Stephanie laughed aloud.  "Oh dear no Samuel.  You miss my
point.  First of all, she is allowed to bring coffee to whomever
she pleases.  It's not even her job.  Just because she thinks
like her father about minorities, is no reason to fire her."
     Confused, Samuel tried to speak up but was cut off by
Stephanie.  "What I am trying to say Samuel, is that Tammy is too
valuable to fire.  However, a woman like her, I mean with her
twisted views of the races, should be taught a good lesson don't
you think?"
     He was not entirely sure what to say, and only nodded in
response.  "Do you know what I am talking about Samuel?  Do you
think that you and some of the other offended workers could
arrange a little lesson for Ms. Douglas?"
     "I don't think I am following you Ms. Hughes, you just said
we can't do anything."  HE replied.
     She shook her head.  "No Samuel, what I said was there was
no legal actions we could take.  You see, someone like her needs
to be dealt with in a more private way.  One might even say that
someone needs to show her the light about racial relations."  She
smiled wickedly and Samuel began to envision the sort of plan he
hope she had in mind.
     "You mean she needs some extensive counseling?"  He asked.
     "One might call it that.  Perhaps even some group therapy,
if you get my meaning."
     Samuel's smile broadened.  "Oh yes, I get your meaning, but
can you guarantee the group in question will not be disciplined
in any way."
     Stephanie leaned in close and spoke in barely above a
whisper.  "Sam, you get some of the boys to gang rape that bitch
and I'll see to it you all get a much bigger Christmas bonus."
     "And no chance Mr. Lee will decided to do his own discipling
of us.  That little whore isn't worth one of us losing our jobs."
     "You have my word Samuel."  Stephanie replied, her smile
becoming less menacing.  "Care to seal the deal?"
     "Just what did you have in mind Ms. Hughes?"
     Stephanie stood up slowly and began to unbutton her blazer. 
"I've never been one of those 'seal it with a kiss' women, if you
know what I mean."  she said, her voice low and throaty.
     "Yes, I believe I know exactly what you mean."  He said,
standing and removing his own shirt.  Stephanie watched him as
his bare, full chest was revealed.  In his mid thirties, Samuel
still kept in great shape and was more than slightly attractive. 

     "I'm going to get a little extra in this bargin."  She
thought to herself as she stripped off her blouse, leaving her
with only her lacy white bra covering her tits.  She paused when
she noticed that Samuel had stopped undressing.  "Don't stop on
my account."  She said.
     "Just waiting for you to catch up pretty lady."  He replied
curtly.  In the world of cooperate America, she could crush him
without batting an eye.  They both knew that, but once the
curtain had been pulled, and they had entered the world of sexual
power, they were equals.  Stephanie like the fact that Samuel
seemed to know it.  She had been weakly fucked by too many men
who saw her all powerful and in turn were unable to treat her
like a woman in need of sex.  There would be no such problems
with Samuel.
     Stephanie unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor,
exposing her breasts.  She had worked as hard on keeping her body
in shape as she had on advancing her career and it showed.  For a
woman her age, Stephanie's breasts showed little signs of any
sagging.  The result of a very good plastic surgeon no doubt,
Samuel mused.  Her nipples were long and thin, sticking way out
from her body towards him as if singling him out for some hot
office fun.
     Stephanie circled slowly around to the front of her desk. 
She like what she saw in this strong, black  man, and she knew
how good she looked.  No one in the company could resist her
combination of sexuality and power.  He was no exception.  Both
of them reached for their zippers at the same time, lowering them
and dropping their lower garments in unison like some bizarre
synchronized sexual dance. Stephanie's skirt hit the floor and
she gracefully stepped away from it while Samuel struggled a bit
to get his shoes off and free himself from his pants.  Stephanie
smirked a bit at his struggle.  A sly, subtle reminder of who was
in control that Samuel swore would come back to haunt her in  a
few minutes.
     As they stood before each other in only their underwear,
Samuel in his loose boxers and Stephanie in a high cut lace pair
of panties, they both sized each other up.  Samuel had been
fucking white women for years, and loved the way they seemed to
appreciate his muscular physique, but this was a treat. 
Stephanie Hughes was a big shot business woman with power and
influence.  It was going to be a pleasure to fuck her sweet cunt.
Stephanie had a regular stable of men to service her needs, each
one had been picked for their various talents.  In this mail room
worker, she found a man with a great body and a sizable bulge in
his boxers.  Oh she was going to love this.
     "Well,"  She said impatiently.  "Let's take a look at what
you've got."
     Smiling confidently, Samuel pulled down his underwear in one
motion, leaving him completely exposed.  His cock, although only
half hard, was an impressive sight in deed.  "Very nice."  Said
Stephanie, staring down at the dark pole, which hovered almost
straight out, growing a bit harder by the second.
     "It's not much to look at now Ms. Hughes."  He said
playfully,  "But once it gets good and hard, it should be enough
to make a pretty white woman like you wish you were born in
Compton."
     "I wouldn't be too proud of that piece of meat there Samuel.
'I've been fucked by some of the biggest and the best in the
business."  She said, removing her panties, revealing a well
trimmed patch of dark pubic hair covering a set of already wet
pussy lips. Stephanie rubbed her lips playfully, showing Samuel
her wetness.
     "Looks like you've got a bit of a head start on me Ms.
Hughes.  Care to rectify the situation?"  He asked, grasping the
shaft of his hardening cock and holding it out for like an
offering.
     Stephanie sat in a chair and beckoned for Samuel to come
over to her.  A subtle gesture, but Stephanie was not about to
fall to her knees for this man, no matter how much she wanted
him.  It was bad enough that she was allowing herself to suck his
cock.  She had long ago learned that something as intimate as
oral sex was a sign of power.  After a few years of bruised knees
from countless boardroom blowjobs, she had spent the last few
years receiving plenty of oral attention, but not giving much
head herself.  Somehow, this felt like a good time to change
that.
     The black man approached Stephanie slowly, watching her face
as she stared at his cock.  He was used to condescending white
bitches playing cool with him, but he knew that once the clothes
cam off, they were equals.  If anything, Samuel always felt like
he had the advantage.  After all, Stephanie was the one fucking
down on the ladder, she obviously wanted him for more than a
simple career move.  From the hungry look in her eyes as the tip
of his cock brushed against her lips, he was sure that what she
wanted from him right now was a healthy helping of his ebony rod.
     She helped herself to a mouthful of him, parting her deep
red lips and slipping them over the swollen purple head of his
rapidly growing prick.  Stephanie swabbed the hot round flesh
with her tongue, enjoying the feel of a cock in her mouth like
she hadn't done in far too long.  She loved the feel of it
growing in her mouth, instant response to her sexual prowess. 
Before it was even all the way hard, Stephanie could tell that
there would be more cock here than she could take in her mouth. 
Her pussy began to flood at the thought of having this growing
monster inside of her.
     "Yeah, that's it Ms. Hughes, suck my big cock.  You have a
nice mouth for an executive.  I guess all the guys were wrong
when they said you were only good for kissing ass.  Now I can
tell them that you are also good at dick sucking."
     She stopped briefly, rubbing his spit slicked prick against
her lips.  "You tell a soul about this and I'll have your ass
fired so fast you won't even have time to think.  Got it?"  She
snapped.
     "Yeah sure baby, anything you say.  It'll be our little
secret.  Now you just keep right on sucking."
     She wasn't wild about being given orders, but she was
enjoying his cock.  Returning to the task, Stephanie sucked half
of the shaft into her mouth and bathed him in her spit. The big
black prick filled her mouth to the brim as she inhaled as much
of it as she could.  To her own pleasant surprise, there were a
good two inches of fat dick more than she could take into her hot
mouth.  It had been so song since she had been fucked really well
by such a monster cock.
     Samuel really wanted to just shove the whole thing down
Stephanie's throat.  Bitches like her were almost as bad as ones
like Tammy, always assuming that just because they are white, the
automatically means that he has to have them.  In this case, it
happened to be true, but it still pissed him off.  If she were
not his superior at work, he would have throat fucked her tight
then and there until he screamed for mercy.  Instead, he made
another suggestion.  "Get up on the desk, I want to fuck you
now."
     Stephanie thought for a moment about demanding some oral
pleasure for herself, but something told her that she had best
simply obey this man.  Samuel had always been a loyal employee,
but somehow Stephanie just knew that at this point, he was going
to do as he pleased, and she decided to go along with it. 
Standing for a moment, Stephanie looked up into his dark eyes and
saw a man who was determined to fuck her like mad.  It both
frightened and excited her to near climax.
     She sat herself down on the edge of her desk, her ass
resting close to the side so that her pussy was easily
accessible.  Fucking in this position was a staple of office
couplings.  Samuel had a slight variation on the standard
position however, and grabbed each of her calves, pulling them up
until Stephanie's ankles rested on his broad shoulders.  He knew
this was his cock would penetrate even deeper into the beautiful
executive's pussy.  Stephanie braced herself with her hands on
the desk as Samuel rubbed the fat head of his prick against her
moist lips, lubing it up until it shone with a combination of her
spit and her flowing pussy juices.
     As Samuel pushed his cock slowly into Stephanie, a wonderful
warmth spread throughout her body.  In her longing to bed Woody,
she had neglected her other lovers, and thus denied herself the
pleasure of a good fucking.  His prick felt hot and hard inside
her, and it filled her so well,  With her legs in this position,
she could feel him penetrate all the way to her cervix, where he
bumped roughly.  Stephanie couldn't help but smile thinking of
how he would use this monster tool to torture Tammy's slutty
pussy and ass hole.  These wicked thoughts brought her to the
edge off orgasm , and with the slightest touch of her clit,
Stephanie Hughes moaned her way through her first climax.
     It was almost too easy for Samuel.  He had made her cum so
quickly that he was sure he could get away with almost anything
now.  "Didn't even have to eat her pussy."  He thought as he
slammed his thick cock into her deeply, loving the way it hit
bottom.  Such a fine woman was a rare and special thing, and he
wasn't going to waste time pretending to be a subtle lover.  He
had wanted to fuck her for a long time and this was probably
going to be his last chance.  As he increased his speed,
Stephanie's tits started bouncing around obscenely.
     Looking for something to divert his attention, Samuel
grabbed Stephanie's nipples and began to tweak them roughly.  His
fingers groped at the stiff nubs, pinching and twisting just a
little harder than he thought she really wanted.  His little
power play did not pass her unaware, but somehow the rough way he
treated her, made her cum even harder the second time.  By now,
she was grinding her hips on the desk, to meet him in his
thrusting.  This man knew how to use his big cock on a woman, 
Moans of delight escaped Stephanie's lips as Samuel kept fucking
her through a third climax.
     Using his strong arms, Samuel grabbed Stephanie by the ass
and lifted her up off the table as he continued to fuck her.  She
had to struggle to hold her balance, but the way he was taking
her was so primal and so passionate the she didn't care.  In
fact, she was well on her way to a fourth orgasm, which would
have placed Samuel in the upper echelons of her lovers, when he
dropped her back down on the desk.  His cock popped out of her
pussy loudly, spraying some of her juices across her desk and
onto her stomach.  Stephanie ached instantly at the emptiness she
felt inside, but did not have time to voice her protests.
     Samuel flipped her over onto her stomach, pushing down and
holding Stephanie still while he reinserted his pole.  She so
loved be fucked this way that she nearly came before he had
completed his first stroke.  Yes, Samuel would be back in her
office for many private meetings.  Perhaps he would even become
her personal assistant once the big merger took place.  The only
big merger on Samuel's mind was the impending one between his cum
and Ms. Hughes pussy.  The way she kept looking back at him told
him that she wanted to know when it was time.
     Samuel was tempted to tell her to turn around so that she
could take his load on her face, however, her interest in his
climax gave him a better idea.  "Are you ready for me to shoot
baby?"  he asked her.
     He could feel her try to squirm away.  "Cum on my tits." 
she said, trying to twist her body.  This was what Samuel had
been searching for.  Apparently Ms. Hughes did not want his load
inside of her.  That could mean that she was not on the pill.  He
was hoping so.  A bit of fear just might take the edge off of
this bitch.  He held he in place with his strong hands as he
pumped even deeper.
     "What are you doing?"  Stephanie asked, struggling a bit. 
Then a flash of realization hit her just as Samuel plunged all
the way in and held his cock still.  He was going to cum inside
of her.  "Hey don't you..."  But she was too late.  The flood of
hot cum that shot from Samuel's prick  filled her pussy like a
hose.  Even though she knew there was an outside chance the man
would get her pregnant, Stephanie found herself unable to stop
the climax.  She would just have to deal with the consequences
later.
     By the time Samuel stopped cumming, his seed had filled
Stephanie's womb and was leaking out around the edges, dribbling
down her thighs.  She was going to feel sloppy from his cum all
day.  A fact that made Samuel smile once more.  He pulled his big
prick out of her, releasing a wave of fresh sperm down her legs. 
Before she could get up, he wiped himself clean on her ass,
popping her with it one last time before gathering his clothes.
     By the time Stephanie composed herself enough to stand up
and turn around, Samuel was at the door.  "You just better make
sure that little bitch gets it much worse than you just gave it
to me or I'll have your head on a stick."  She hissed at him.
     Samuel turned and smiled at her, seeing the business woman
all flushed from her climaxes, a growing pool of his cum at her
feet.  "Yes ma'am, whatever you say."  Then he was gone. 
Stephanie sighed and collapsed in her chair after he closed the
door.

                               III

     Now cleaned up, and unaware of the number of men who had
leered at her while she showered, Tammy was back at her terminal.
She had taken great pains to avoid the glances of all the girls,
especially Rene.  She could feel every eye bore into her back as
she worked.  Somehow they all knew what she had been through with
the boss and with the girls.  It was so unbearably humiliating to
her that she fought back tears as she did her work.  
     Just before lunch, a note was delivered to Tammy at her
terminal.  It was instructions from Mr. Lee.  She was to take a
box of lunches down to the mailroom and pass out lunches to each
of the men on her list.  She was not to speak to anyone not on
her list and was to "redeem all tickets."  Tammy was unsure of
the last instruction, but was sure that it was not good news.
     As she stood up to leave for her assignment, the stares and
whispers began again.  Tammy had to use all of her self control
not to blot from the room in tears.  Outside of the office, she
found the large box with a dozen or so lunches, all with names
written on them.  Her entrance into the mailroom was greeted with
the usual open mouthed stares and the occasional whistle from a
daring worker.  Their eyes worked her over as she politely passed
out her 'homemade' lunches to the workers on her list.  So
careful was Tammy not to break the rules by speaking to anyone
not on the list, that she did not even notice that only the white
workers were given a lunch.  This did not escape Samuel, or the
few workers he had already let in on their little surprise party.
     The last lunch was to be delivered to Woody, so Tammy
knocked on the door of his office and smiled.  "Come on in."  He
said, closing the door behind her.  "I missed you last night." 
He said when she was inside.
     "I know."  Tammy replied, embarrassed as the memories of her
ordeal came flooding back.  "I got a bit sidetracked.  Can we try
it again sometime."
     Before Woody could answer, there was a knock on the door. 
One of the workers poked his head in.
     "What is it?"  Woody asked, visibly irritated.
     The worker smiled and motioned towards Tammy.  "I need a
word with her."
     Tammy dismissed herself and joined the other young man
outside the office.  "Yes?"  She asked.
     The man handed her a slip of paper.  "I think I'll take it
now if that is all right."  He said smiling broadly.
     Tammy looked down at the piece of paper.  Typed neatly on it
was "Good for one  hot blowjob from Tammy."  Her signature was
below the words.  Her mind reeled. So this is what Mr. Lee meant
by redeeming tickets.  How many had he given out?  She was about
to slap the man across his stupid face, when she realized that
David was surely watching her.  If she disobeyed him, he'd send
all the awful tapes to her daddy.  She really had not choice.
     Fighting back the tears, Tammy led the young man to a
storage closet and closed the door.  "You're really going to do
it?"  He asked in amazement.
     "Unless you tell me not to."  Tammy replied hopefully as she
fell to her knees.
     "Not a chance."  He said laughing.  "I'd have to be crazy or
something."
     Without a word, Tammy fished his cock out of his pants.  It
was already hard in her hands as her lips touched the swollen
head.   She couldn't believe what she was doing.  David had now
farmed her out as a plaything for the mailroom staff.  Plus, he
was making her look like the biggest slut on the planet in the
meantime.  Her lips and tongue worked quickly on the man's cock. 
She had once loved to suck cock, and now, it had become such a
degrading act, Tammy could barely believe it had once made her
cum.  Still, the feel of a hard, hot cock in her mouth was better
than some of the things she had endured that week.
     Using her talented mouth and hands on the young worker, had
him hot and ready to shoot his seed in a matter of minutes.  At
least it wouldn't last long, she thought, wanting to be back in
the office with Woody.  As he grunted loudly, Tammy took the dick
deep in her throat and tickled the sensitive underside with the
tip of her tongue, producing the desired effect.  His body
stiffened, and his prick began to dance in her mouth, shooting
jets of hot cum into her mouth and down her throat.  As she had
been trained to do, Tammy gulped down his load, not spilling a
drop, sucking him until his cock began to shrivel between her
lips.
     Tammy smiled up at him and tucked his prick back in his
pants.  "Thank you."  He said, still out of breath.  "That was
really great.  You really are quite a slut aren't you?"
     His words stung her.  She wasn't a slut.  In normal
circumstances, she would never have sucked him off.  She was
being coerced into this.  She wanted to spit in his face, but all
she could do was turn away and open the closet door.  Waiting
outside of the door, Tammy was shocked to find three of the other
lunch recipients, all with big grins on their faces, all with
slips of paper in their hands.
                        END OF PART FOUR






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