Chapter 20 - Zoyoshi Spa


 When Daniel got a Zoyoshi VIP card slipped to him by his boss, he knew had made it. 

 The Zoyoshi chain of spas were famous for their excellent treatment of male clients and impeccably well-behaved employees. The girls there knew what they were there to do and they never hesitated to put the happiness of their clients as their top priority at all times, no matter how outlandish the requests could get. 

 Even better than their normal places, though, were the mountain retreats that only accepted VIP guests, most of whom were elites: athletes, celebrities, princes, CEOs, and the like. Not only were the places remote and quiet, perfect for unwinding, but the best and youngest employees were always reserved for these special clients. And while a guy could get away with a lot at the typical Zoyoshi spa, the rumors were that the VIPs could get away with anything.

 Daniel parked his car in front of the indistinct-looking building the facade of which was covered in moss. Very low-key, mused the middle-aged man. He used his VIP card to get through the reflective glass doors at the front, then immediately felt cool air rush along his face as he entered. 

 He found himself in a spacious white hall with soothing lights placed along niches in the walls. Water flowed from the ceiling in a river that went along one side of the wall, passing through small mossy displays of rock. 

 A blonde with bangs and a welcoming smile greeted him from reception. “Good afternoon, sir!”

 Daniel went over, already eyeing her massive bust. Her dark uniform was several sizes too small, and though it covered most of her upper body, it left nothing to the imagination and appeared one bad move away from bursting at the seams. 

 Her name card said ANGELA. 

 Angela noticed him staring at her breasts but only pursed her lips, then smiled unaffected. “Welcome to Zoyoshi Spa, sir. What can we do for you today?”

 Daniel slapped his card down on the countertop with a grin. “The works.” 

 She took the card and ran it through, then nodded and passed it back. “I understand. So this is your first time here?” 

“At this location? Sure.” 

 He watched her chest shift ponderously as she leaned over her desk to type into the computer. Smiling, she lifted a finger. “One moment, please.” 

 Standing by reception, he watched her get away from behind the counter and make her way into the spa proper. Her stiletto heels were high and gleaming, clacking satisfyingly as she drifted further away.

 Just looking at her got him so hard that he found it difficult to control himself. As he stood at reception, Daniel reached into his pants and jerked his massive cock in preparation for what was to come. 

 As soon as he could see Angela coming back, he rushed to greet her before she could get behind the counter again.

“Things are being prepared for you right now, sir,” she said with a polite smile, confused by his eagerness. 

 Daniel got in front of her and wouldn’t let her pass. He put his hands on her hips and got close enough that her breasts pushed into his chest. “You think you could help me out for the time being?”

 Angela’s face went ashen. He could see her struggling between what she wanted to say and what she needed to say, then saw her gulp and nod, forcing a smile. “Sir, I’m more here in a welcoming position, if that makes sense…” 

“I understand. I won’t put you through too much. Just, you know, it’s been a long drive.” 

“I understand…” said Angela kindly.

 Daniel slid a hand up to her small waist and then pressed it under her breast. He heard her gasp, then gently lifted up the whole edifice that was her packed-up uniformed chest. “I can see why they hired you at this place. You’ve got an incredible body.” 

“Oh… T-T-Thank you,” she stammered uncomfortably.

 Daniel smiled politely as he pressed his finger into her breast and prodded it from every position, seeing the discomfort written in her face. This girl was probably new, and he doubted that any of the clients that passed through so far had decided to welcome themselves to her body.

 He leaned in to take a whiff of her sweet perfume and he knew that she could smell him too. He hadn’t taken a shower in days, knowing today he would get to come here and offer himself to the soft hands of the masseuse. What was the point of employing her services if there was nothing for her to do?

 As he pressed his nose against her fine neck, he could feel her trembling and then saw her wrinkle her nose at his acrid stench. “Something wrong?”

“Not at all, sir…”

“Have you been working here for a long time?”

“Just this week. But I won’t be here for very long.”

“Oh? How come?”

“My family doesn’t like me doing this… Or my boyfriend. And I’ll be going back to school soon.”

 Daniel gripped her tits with both hands and massaged them firmly. “I’m sure your parents and boyfriend are very proud of you. Just look at these nice big tits. You were made to give pleasure to men.” 

 Angela twitched and exhaled slowly, averting her baleful eyes. “Thank you, sir.” 

 Daniel pushed her up against the wall and assaulted her chest with his hands, kneading her breasts so roughly that she gasped and accidentally kicked off one of her heels. “Wouldn’t your parents like that you’re making me so happy? I really love your tits. You shouldn’t waste your time with university, Angela. I can tell you right now that the best thing about you is right here. These big boobs of yours are worth more than anything in that pretty little head of yours.” 

 The poor young slut was so unaccustomed to men being rough with her that she couldn’t even speak. Daniel knew he would be leaving bruises all over her milky white tits and he wondered how she would feel about them later. How her boyfriend would feel.

“Are you a good kisser?” he asked. 

 Before she could answer, he already brought his lips to hers and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Daniel could feel her recoil and clamped down on her breasts admonishingly. 

 Angela cried out and pulled away from him breathlessly. “S-Sir… P-Please…” 

“Is something wrong?” asked Daniel innocently. He released the tight hold on her tits momentarily and caressed her smooth cheeks instead. “You’re so beautiful. I’ll be sure to tell these guys you’ve treated me right. Though, I think I can leave you a direct tip on my way out, isn’t that right?”

 Angela averted her gaze thoughtfully. “That’s right, sir… Any staff member is eligible to receive a tip from the clients that remains confidential.” 

“As it happens, I just got a bonus,” he said with a grin. “And I’d like you to go home tonight and tell your folks you got a client that treated you really well. And really liked how… polite and well behaved you were.” 

 Understanding his meaning, she turned back to him with another forced smile. Her eyes were lifeless, no longer even feeling anger. “Please help yourself however you like, sir… That our clients are happy is what we care about most here.”

 Daniel squeezed her tits again and went in for another kiss. Her mouth remained unreceptive, and she continued to gasp and tremble, but made no attempt to move away or stop him as he had his fun, groping her big tits and feeling up the rest of her slender toned body. “I wouldn’t mind taking you for a ride after this back to my hotel. You think your boss would allow that?”

 Angela jumped in fright. “I don’t think staff are allowed to go with clients, sir…” 

“Maybe not with those poor bastards that can only afford twenty minutes a month after they’ve spent eighteen-hours a day programming. But I work in finance, sweetheart. And we’re in this very special place. VIP spa, remember? I’m sure your boss will find a way to make it work for me. My happiness comes first, doesn’t it?” 

 Angela stared at him with genuine fear, unsure of how to respond. Daniel slipped a finger in her mouth and grinned. “I can teach you a lot, too. More than university can, that’s for sure.”

 He could hear the doors at the end of the hall open and the sound of another woman in heels stepping towards them. “Mr. Rozelle? I’m Claire, and I’m going to be with you today.” 

 The voice was sultry and sweet. Only a few feet away stood a redhead with dark, shimmering locks, large blue eyes, and full lips. She wore heavy mascara as well as glossy lipstick and a bit of blush. When he called in to schedule the appointment they had asked him what he preferred, but he never imagined that they would come so close to the ideal.

“Well…” he said to Angela with a snigger. “It seems like a hotter, better version of you has arrived.”

 Claire heard what he said and smiled politely, hands held at her back. “Angela is only our receptionist.” 

“Ah, I’m only kidding,” said Daniel. “Angela and I were just kidding around a little bit. Isn’t that right?”

 The blonde was no doubt feeling humiliated as she was being put down by both. “Yeah… Just passing the time.” She unglued herself from the wall, then hopped over to get back into her heel and made her way back to the counter.

 Daniel took Claire by the hand and admired her gigantic bust. Not only were her tits bigger than Angelas by a few sizes, but she was even more slender and petite, with a wispy waist and long legs that showed from under the white kimono-like uniform with buttons at the front running down to her navel, all of which were tightly buttoned up now. 

“I like what I see,” he said, twirling her around to get a look at her ass as well. 

 She went on smiling professionally, looking as if she were used to this. I’ll wipe that smile off your face, you bitch, thought Daniel. 

“Shall we go?” she asked.

“Please,” he said. “Lead the way.” 

 As they went through the facility he could’ve sworn that the entire place was otherwise empty. He knew that behind the different double-door entrances there were chambers with various men having the time of their life, but there was not a sound to be heard. Soundproof, probably. They take this very seriously. 

 Claire took him to a similar pair of doors and let him open them with his card. They headed into an immaculate white room with a massage chair in the middle, a tub in the corner, and a breathtaking view of the valley below. A sparkling river divided the greenery, and sheep grazed on the rolling hills to the other side of it.

 Hands still behind her back as if she were a soldier at duty, Claire stood at his side. “Shall I help you with your clothes, sir?” 

“Please do.” 

 She unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, then folded it neatly and put it away. Daniel noticed her wrinkling her nose at the smell of him. Don’t like it, do you? Then she knelt and took off his shoes, his socks, and finally removed his pants. Only his sweaty and loose shorts were left, with the fat cock dangling down one leg and the dripping head emerging an inch past the fabric. 

 Despite her cool and professional attitude, he could tell she was somewhat perturbed by the size. “Shall I take these off, too?”

“Of course!” said Daniel, keeping up the cheery tone. “We wouldn’t want them to get out of the way, would we?”

 He made her kneel to take them off and knew that the smell that assaulted her nostrils wouldn’t be a pleasant one after days of sweating and coming without a wash. 

 Claire grimaced for a moment, then controlled herself and did her best to act respectfully towards the filthy shorts as she put them away with the rest of the clothes. 

“So how do we begin?” he asked. 

“It depends,” she said. “What would you like first? A wash, a massage?”

“I’d like to wash up first…” he said, giving her hope. “But I’m just so tired. I think we can leave that for last. My body needs some special tender love and care right now.” 

 Claire sucked in her cheeks uncomfortably, then nodded along. “Yes, of course.” 

“I noticed you haven’t been calling me sir,” he said. “Is there a problem?”

“No, sir, of course not… Please, accept my sincerest apologies. I’m sure you would’ve heard me use it soon enough, it’s just that we haven’t spoken that much yet.” 

 Daniel could feel the contempt exuding out of her like a powerful aura. Normally, such girls would be fired and sent on their way to maintain clientele, but he could see why this one was kept and how she even made her way to this VIP spa. The type of successful men that came here weren’t the kind of weaklings to be intimidated by an uppity slut like this. Quite the contrary, putting her in her place was a fun side game to enjoy along with the other activities.

“I accept your apology, of course! No hard feelings. But then do you mind if I ask you for a favor?”

 Claire hesitated, but only for a brief moment. “Please, go ahead.” 

 Daniel strolled over her in his naked apelike form, his throbbing dick swinging between his legs. He put a hand on her chest and moved his palm against her tits. “I was telling Angela before, too, but I love these uniforms you’re wearing. And the fabric. It’s so nice and relaxing to the touch. You don’t mind if I feel it up for a short time, do you?” 

 The redhead understood all too well what he was going for but just lifted her eyebrows unhappily and flashed a wry smile. “Not at all, sir.”

 As he caressed her huge tits, his shaft got so hard that it sprang up and brushed against her thigh. Claire froze for a moment, then relaxed, allowing him to move his palms admiringly over her huge cowtits.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what size bra do you wear?”

“I don’t really know…” 

“You don’t?”

“I rarely wear one,” she said. There was almost hostility in that voice. 

 Yes, thought Daniel. I can’t imagine a girl in your position would ever need to. “I suppose bras are for flat-chested women with something to hide. Those like you know who you are and put it out there. You know what you’ve got and what they’re for.”

“Mhm,” said Claire, annoyed. “It’s as you say, sir.” 

“Do you mind holding my cock for a bit, by the way? I think it keeps banging up against your leg, he-he. Not the most appropriate thing.” 

 Claire took his cock in her warm soft hand. “Not to worry, sir.” 

“You can also stroke it if you don’t mind. That usually relaxes me.” 

 Claire blinked and bobbed her head along with his instructions. She began to jerk him off slowly, as he groped her tits, breathing hard and unevenly despite her composed appearance. 

“They must pay you well here,” said Daniel. Especially given how little you like it.

“It’s lucrative work…”

“I’m sure it is.” He grinned. “I’ll be sure to put in a good word for you if you do well. I’m usually appreciated for my feedback. Comes with the job.” 

 Though it was only such a small thing to say, he could feel her fingers working a little more attentively at the way she stroked him. 

 Daniel squeezed one of her tits so hard that he could see her shudder. “Sorry…” he said apologetically. “I’m too used to my stress ball. I’m afraid it’s made me a little too strong. I have to say touching these is very relaxing.” 

 His hands worked her breasts, kneading them roughly as she went on stroking him. There was no masking the sexual content of what they were doing and her unhappy, accusatory glance told him everything he needed to know about how she was feeling. 

 As he hurt her breasts, he could feel the nipples hardening at his touch. He flicked one of them playfully and pinched it hard. “Heh, I think these need to go down. Not very professional to get this hard, Miss Claire.”

 Claire smirked and nodded in agreement. “No, sir, my apology. It’s just a physical reaction, nothing more.”

“Heh, that’s fine. I know I can be a little irresistible…”



 Claire wanted to choke him out on the spot. 

 This was the job that was supposed to help her get ahead. Coming from a poor family wasn’t easy, and even with a scholarship based on her athletic performance she really didn’t have enough cash to fool around. All you need is a week of working at Zoyoshi and you’ll have enough to last you the rest of the year, her friends had told her. But none of those bitches mentioned just how awful these men could be.

 Of course, Claire was used to attention. Getting groped in the school bus, hit on by her dad’s friends… even proposed to by the professors. But in all those cases she could politely turn them down and know they accepted her words. This time, however…

“Oh, like that…” grunted Daniel as she jerked him with both hands. “You’re pretty good at this.” 

 Just come already! she thought, aching with frustration. The sooner he was done the quicker they could get through the rest of the process so she could take the remaining part of the day off.

 Claire used her hands to massage his cock as he played with her tits, standing there blank-faced the entire time. She could tell he was getting closer and closer with every tug, and finally saw him trembling. “Fuck…” he whispered. 

 She pointed the cock down just in time - the cum oozed from the head and pooled on the floor. Claire instinctively moved her feet away. “How was that?”

“Very good,” said Daniel, grinning. “You’re good at this.”

“Right… I think we should begin then. Let me just fix the water to a good temperature…” 

 Daniel grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in towards him. “Forget about the wash,” he said. “I’m already feeling a little sleepy. Let’s just do the massage.”

 Considering the smell his cock gave off, that was the last thing she wanted to hear. It really seemed like the guy hadn’t washed in weeks by the way it smelled. “Alright then…” 

 Claire led him over to the massage chair and helped him hop on and relax. Daniel stretched on his back and closed his eyes, naked and content. Though she was hoping to see his dick go down after all that cum from before, Claire didn’t see it shrink down in size at all. The shaft remained fully engorged and pumping the air, gently shifting position after every powerful throb. 

 Claire grabbed the oil and poured some into her hands, then applied some more on Daniel’s calves before she started rubbing. That’s right, she thought, hoping this was the end of the harassment for today. Just lie there and enjoy yourself, you freak. 

 As her fingers swept up to his knee, Daniel opened his eyes. “You’re good with your hands.”

“Thank you, sir.” 

“I mean it. I’ve been to so many of these places. You have no idea. But I’ll be sure to ask to have you assigned to me permanently if this is the type of skill you’re always employing.”

 Such an honor, thought Claire hatefully. Nevertheless, she forced herself to smile. “You’re too kind, sir.” 

 As she moved up to massage his right thigh, it became difficult to escape coming into conflict with the pulsating monster cock. It not only remained hard, but she could see that it was leaking cum again. Daniel saw her looking at it and shrugged. “It’s a real problem, sadly.”

“I understand.”

 Daniel blushed and giggled as she came close to his crotch. “It tickles.”

“Sorry.”

“Truth be told, I feel a bit exposed lying here naked like this.” 

 You should, thought Claire. “I could get a towel to cover you up and focus on your upper body.”

 His hand went over to her waist and pulled on her uniform. “Why don’t you just take this off?” 

 Her heart jumped. “I’m afraid that would be inappropriate.” 

“Who says? I would feel a lot more comfortable. Isn’t that what this place is all about? Offering the max level of comfort?”

 Claire wasn’t sure what she could even say to get him to stop. “Yes, but… there are rules.” There weren’t, really. Her boss had made it very clear the day she was hired that her main task was to satisfy the men that came through the door in any way they wanted. Thankfully, though, Claire had enough of a backbone unlike some of the other sluts that let themselves get abused in this place to refuse most of it. I’m not here to be your fucking whore. 

 Five years ago, she was a teenage jiu-jitsu champion for her home state. Did these people even know who they were talking to? She could break them all to pieces. Just because I’m being paid doesn’t mean you get to treat me like this!

“Call your manager,” said Daniel, “I’ll have a talk to him about it.” Though the threat was implicit, his face remained serene and joyful.

“Sir, please…” said Claire, doing her best to look cute for him. It disgusted her, but it was either this or lowering herself even further. “Please, could we just do things this way? Pretty please? As a favor to me.”

“Hmm…” The pervert’s hand crept from her waist to her back and then slid down her ass. “I don’t know…” 

 Claire got goosebumps along her arms, and for a split second her face dripped with venom. She forced another smile and moved her fingers towards his balls. “Maybe I can just help you relax?” She had already made peace with the fact that her hands would have to be sacrificed in this place. But that was fine. Plenty of honest-to-God hardworking people used their hands for dirty jobs, it was a normal fact of life.

 Daniel grinned and licked his lip. “I gotta say, you’re sweetening the deal for me, Claire. How about one more thing?”

“What’s that, sir?”

“How about a kiss?”

 The request left her speechless. Out of all the things he could’ve asked for… “A k-kiss?~” she stammered.

“That’s right. It always soothes me. It’ll help me relax. After that, I promise, I’ll be like a ball of clay in your hands.” 

 This wasn’t the sort of sacrifice she felt like making… But what option is there? 

 Between kissing him for a quick moment and giving him access to her nude form, then the kiss was ultimately preferable. A lot of guys had extracted kisses out of her over the years. Even her father and stepfather… What was one more going to do? 

 Still cupping his balls, Claire leaned in towards him, the shiny red locks that framed her face coming down to brush against his chin. She kept her mouth sealed as she pressed her lips against his, even though she could feel his tongue prodding for hers searchingly.

 Daniel bundled the hair coming down along her face and then held it tightly at the back of her head. It was probably meant to help her, but he pulled so tightly that it felt oddly degrading… like a master taking control of his slave.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered.

“Sir…” 

 He just smiled. “It’s not a real kiss unless you open your mouth, sweetheart. Don’t girls in your new generation know that?”

 Claire looked into his filthy mouth and could scarcely imagine all the places it had been over the decades. “Okay, but after this, you will let me do what I have to do. We’re running late.”

“Sure thing, dear.” 

 Claire pressed her lips against his mouth again and found it difficult to open them. On an instinctual level her body was refusing to cooperate, understanding just how disgusting this guy was and how degrading the act she was supposed to engage in with him would be. 

 However, this time she gave in as his tongue searched for a way in and let him enter. Her body froze as the old tongue probed inside her mouth like a tentacle, all while his hands groped her ass with increasing lust. Claire was starting to get worried he would take matters too far and tried to move away, but he instantly sucked her tongue into his mouth and held it possessively. She could hear him grunting with amusement and saw the twinkling mischief in his eyes. You bastard…

 She wasn’t sure how long he held her there like that. A minute? Two? Five? She tried to let it happen and move her mind away into a happy place. This was one of those memories she wouldn’t want to remember.  

 When Daniel finished and let go of her, she saw the ropes of drool left shimmering between the two of them as she pulled back. Shivering in disgust, she wiped them away and tried to assume a professional stance.

“Your mouth tastes so sweet,” he said. “Like cherries.” 

 Claire could still feel his hand on his ass and tried to get away from it without being so rude as to take it off herself. She wouldn’t want to hear him bitching about anything. The rules at the spa were simple - satisfy your customers and leave with the big salary, or don’t, in which case you would not only lose your earnings but possibly even get sued for the damages done to the company. Though it was only a stupid spa, the level of the clientele and the amount of capital flowing through it made it no joking matter. 

 One of the first stories Claire had heard upon coming to work here referred to one of the girls that was hired in the first few years of the spa. Amelie. She thought she was smarter than all of the clients and could get away without submitting to their needs. But then, one day, she went a little too far and made one of the clients displeased enough that he got other friends to badmouth the spa. According to the rumors that spread among the staff, the only way the situation could be resolved was by sending Amelie to satisfy that client personally at home, but nobody heard of her after that. Just gone. The client, however, returned happily the next week, as did the rest of his friends.

 Claire wasn’t sure she believed that story but she didn’t want to push her luck, either.

 As she went back to the massage in earnest, she attempted to move away from his balls and get to his upper body. Daniel, however, was having none of it. “Wait, wait, wait, you can’t just leave me like that, sweetheart… my balls are all achy. You need to finish what you started.” 

 He settled himself into position and was only content once both her hands had returned to his dick. Claire stroked the immense shaft with one hand as the other groped his balls. They were so swollen that she wondered what the hell was going on with him. How much cum does this freak have? 

 As her fingers kept stroking, he bit his lip and thrust with his hips. “Keep going, keep going…” he said in a rush of passion. “Use both hands, baby, both hands…” 

 Claire did as told, though she averted her gaze in case he decided to come again. It was a good thing she did, because she could feel the seed oozing down her fingers just moments later. “Your hands are excellent,” said Daniel breathlessly.

 Stupidly, she figured he was done and brought her face back to the front to look at him. Despite all the hot seed that was flowing down her fingers, there was a sudden shockwave that made the whole shaft spasm as she held it. A thick jet of cum exploded from the pulsating head, shooting high up enough that it struck her right in the eyes. 

 Claire yelped and tried to get away, but Daniel held onto her uniform. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” he asked, playing dumb, all while the ropes of seed shot out gloriously from his cock and rained back down over her body. 

 Claire could feel the thick load landing all across her, from her head, to her back… even down to her feet. There was so much cum that it seeped through her uniform, and the wet feeling of her clothing sticking to her skin because of his seed infuriated her.

 Something snapped inside of her and she broke away from him, stepping back. She wiped the cum out of her eyes, though there was more of it dripping from her face. Daniel stood up, looking at her with a shocked hand covering his mouth.

“Oh, sweetheart… I’m so sorry…” 

“It’s nothing, sir, it’s nothing…” she said. “I’ll clean up now, if you don’t mind.” 

“Not at all.” 

 Claire believed her words to be clear and assumed that he would get up and fuck off. But as she went towards the sink, he came after her and put his hands on her waist. “Let me help you,” he insisted.

“Sir!” she said, a little too harshly. “Please.” 

 Daniel ignored her and moved his hands under her uniform, taking it off by force. “Nonsense. I would feel bad knowing I’ve done this to you. I’ll make it better.” 

 Claire fought with him to try and keep her uniform on, but short of punching his lights out, which was impossible, there was nothing she could do… Instead, she stood there helplessly, gasping in displeasure as he uncovered her breasts and then tugged down the rest of the uniform down to her feet.

 He can’t do this, she thought. He can’t just do this…



 Daniel could tell she wasn’t having a good time. Thought you could get away with things, huh? 

“See,” he asked, moving his arms around her naked waist. “Isn’t that better? Now, let’s get you cleaned up. I owe it to you.”

“No, sir, please…” she said, gently trying to move away his hands. “I’d like to help you first. Please don’t worry about me.” 

 She had gone from sounding disinterested and annoyed to sounding so sweet and high-pitched, almost childlike and girly, that he could feel her desperation. Unfortunately for her, it only made him harder.

“So, will we continue my massage?”

“Yes.” Claire smiled happily and rushed him back towards it. “Let’s finish you off, sir, clients always come first.”

 Her positive demeanor was so forced that he could see the occasional twitch in her face muscles that showed just how tense it made her to keep them that way. You poor thing. Don’t worry, you won’t have to pretend for much longer. 

 This time when he was back on the massage table, he only needed to look up to see her spectacular body. Their uniforms were great, truly made to appeal to a cultured man’s sensibility, but some of these whores had such irresistible bodies that even with the sexiest clothes it was a waste to cover them up. 

 This dumb redhead had flawless white skin and breasts so perfectly round and perky that he would’ve labelled them a fakery if he hadn’t touched them with his own hands. They truly get the best fuckmeat here, thought Daniel. The girls at the other Zoyoshi places were great, too, but this was next level…

 Claire squirted oil into her hands and then tended to his upper body. A beautiful white smile remained plastered on her face like a desperate plea as she caressed his belly with her palms and then all the way up to his shoulders. The boobs were jiggling only inches away from his face, but, despite that, Daniel stayed good and quiet, letting her think she had won the day. 

“There we go…” she said with a deep breath. “Getting all these muscles… And soon we’ll be done…” 

 Daniel snorted unhappily. “On Thursday I’ve got a big board meeting. No idea what’s going to happen there.”

“Is that right? I’m sorry to hear that, sir.” 

“It stresses me out just thinking about it. My boss is a difficult man.”

 Claire struggled to remain conciliatory. “That makes sense. Some men are difficult. I’m sure it will be fine, though. You’re a smart man.” 

“Claire, if you don’t mind, could I squeeze your breasts for a bit? It would help me feel better.” 

 She stopped her movements completely and stared into his eyes. For a few seconds, she remained frozen in place. It was obvious she wanted to say no, but wasn’t sure how to go about it. “Sir, I…” 

 Daniel dug his fingers into one of them and held her gasp sharply. “Just a little bit,” he said. “I promise. Not for too long.” 

 It only took a few seconds for him to add another hand to the first and start grabbing both breasts openly. Claire found it difficult to work around it and now her smile had faded, replaced instead by open hostility. 

“I’m sorry,” said Daniel facetiously. He slapped one of her tits and watched it bounce. “Look at how squishy they are though. They’re amazing to play with. Have you ever considered offering a service just for this?”

“No,” she said through gritted teeth. 

 He pinched her nipples down hard and watched her body convulse in response. Looking at the way she reacted to everything he did, he got the feeling that she didn’t have much experience. “Have you ever had sex?”

“Yes.”

“But not that many times.”

“No.”

“Did you enjoy it?” 

 Her eyes voiced all the negativity in the world. “In some ways.” 

 I’m not the first to force my way on her, then, he thought. He didn’t have much guilt to begin with, but there was still a slightly bothersome feeling that irked him whenever he thought he was despoiling something virgin and pristine. It seemed close to heresy. But if she was not even innocent to begin with, then…

 Daniel stretched her nipples and brought her breasts down to his face. He sucked one of the nipples in his mouth and ravaged it while his hand smacked her breast loudly.

 Claire shivered. “S-Sir?” she said, panicking. “Sir….” Her hands had gone down to his chest, trying to push herself away, but there was no escaping anymore.

“I’m sorry, it’s just helping me deal with the stress.” Daniel tittered. “Sorry, I’m just like a little kid.” 

 The moment she opened her mouth to voice another complaint he bit down so hard on her breast that he could hear her desperate gasp. It only egged him on, and wasn’t long until the cum had built up into his monstrous cock once more, begging for release. 

“Stroke my cock, baby,” he told her. 

‘S-Sir,” she stammered. “Please, let’s-”

“I’m almost done, sweetheart. I promise. Let’s finish this off so we can end the day with a bang. Come on.” 

 To add to her humiliation, she gave her ass a smack as if she were nothing more than a dumb slave following orders. 

 There was something about the look in her eyes that told Daniel she had given up resisting. There wasn’t much point in it anyway. You know what job you signed up for, whore. In most cases, this kind of hesitant behavior could be seen as poor customer behavior. Some men were insulted by that. 

 Not Daniel, however. He had always understood that some women were uppity and needed to be reminded of their place. And the ones that signed up for jobs like these thinking they could rise above them were the worst offenders. They knew they were here for their bodies, so what was the point of pretending otherwise?

 Daniel pressed his face into her breasts and licked them, savoring the taste of her young skin and those priceless pink nipples, as sweet as candy. He could only imagine what her boyfriend would say when he sent her back home with his hickies all over her body. She’s doing a good job, don’t you worry…

 Claire had started jerking him again, but her movement of her hand was lifeless and enthusiastic. “Is something wrong, sweetheart? Put some heart into it!”

“I’m sorry,” she said icyly.

 Daniel slapped her ass again. “I suppose you’ve got a lot to learn about how to do this job. But don’t worry, I’m not like some other guys. I don’t expect everyone to start as experts. After all, I climbed my way up through the years, too. But the important part is to know your place and always accept a helping hand when it’s given to you.” As he said that, he let his finger caress her asscrack from her tight anal hole all the way down to her pussy. “You know what I mean?”

 Claire gulped and bobbed her head to avoid further misapprehension. “Yes, yes, yes, of course… Thank you.” 

 She was so afraid that he might go further with his harassment that she was twisting her body around as he sucked on her breasts just to be able to stroke him with both hands. It was such an awkward and painful position that Daniel took mercy and released her boobs. He crossed his arms behind his back and watched them sway as she stroked him, seeing his drool drip from her hard and twitching nipples. He knew she would remember the way he bit them for a long time to come.

 Claire was stroking him so fast that he could tell she was trying to make him come and get rid of him. Daniel cleared his mind and steeled himself, watching her exert herself with one stroke after another. Despite the intense throbbing in his gigantic cock, there was no orgasm.

“I think you might be done, sir…” she suggested.

“You have to go faster.”

 Claire pursed her lips and begrudgingly accepted his advice. She squeezed the shaft firmly and pistoned it with all her might. 

“I just can’t…” she said after a few tireless minutes. “I think you’re going on empty.”

“Not at all!” said Daniel, sounding offended for the first time. “I can feel it. It’s bothering me. I’m not leaving here until you finish the job, sweetheart. I mean, if you can’t, maybe I can talk to your boss and he can get me someone else.”

 Claire gulped and shook her head. “No, no, no, I can get it…”

 Her desperation rose and he could see it manifested in her every move. There was a panicked look in her eyes and her body trembled, her self-consciousness about her nude form completely forgotten.

“Can I give you some advice?” he said. “Try using your boobs.”

“My boobs…” 

 Daniel smiled warmly. “That’s right, sweetheart. Put some oil on them and put them down there. That’ll do the trick.” 

 To make his point clear, he spread his legs and gave her ample room to operate in. 

 Claire remained frozen in place for a couple of seconds, questioning what to do. He placed his hand on her butt again and gave her a firm, but commanding squeeze. “Go on, sweetheart. Put them down. Don’t be scared.” 

 With a trembling arm, she grabbed the oil and squeezed some over her breasts, mixing it over with his drool. Then she crawled down between his legs and, cringing visibly, she brought her tits over to his dick. 

“You’re never done this before,” said Daniel teasingly.

“No, sir…”

 He took her by the hair and forced her to look into his eyes as she moved her supple tits back and forth over his shaft. She wasn’t applying enough pressure to properly jerk him off, but they were so soft that their touch was enough to get his cock close to exploding. 

 Holding her eyes, Daniel pushed her down towards his balls. She recoiled for a moment, trying to move to the side, but he insisted until her face pressed into them. “That’s a good girl,” he said. “I can tell you don’t know what to do, so let me teach you.”



 No, thought Claire. I can’t be doing this. 

 She had promised herself not to let things go too far, but somehow this bastard had pushed her bit by bit into the point where her face was pressed up against his filthy ballsack. Each breath she took gave her a whiff of him and made her grimace at the vile smell. Claire tried to pull herself back up, but his hands proved surprisingly strong.

“Use your hands,” he ordered. “And open your mouth.” 

 Claire hoped she could get away with using her hands alone so she started to stroke him once again, using all the strength they could muster. Come on, come on! she thought. She had spent years perfecting her physique in the gym. There was no way he was going to resist… right?

 After another minute, he could feel his powerful hands shaking her head. “I said open your mouth, sweetheart!” The words remained polite, but there was an edge to them that unsettled her. 

 Let’s just get this over with, thought Claire. Letting go of her last bit of dignity, she brought out her tongue and used it to lap at his balls as she stroked him. Finally, he moaned, so she could tell that he was getting close. 

 But instead of coming like he was supposed to, he brought her head up and forced her to lick along the length of the shaft as well. Claire complied, hoping it would be over sooner rather than later.

 Daniel smiled and pulled on his dick, then let it smack wetly against her face. “Have you ever given a blowjob before?”

 Claire paused, weighing her answer to make sure she gave the one that was most likely to save her. “Only once, but he didn’t like it much, sir… I’m mostly here for my hands… I have anatomical knowledge and dexterity.”

“That’s fine,” said Daniel. “That’s fine.” He smiled as if he understood and agreed, but he instead brought the head up to her mouth. “Let me try to teach you a thing or two.” 

 The throbbing head was already past her lips when Claire realized she needed to speak up or submit. “Sir, are you sure? I don’t want to get in trouble for hurting you…”

“Hah!” He laughed joyously and caressed her face. “You’re such a sweet kid. Don’t worry, I take full responsibility and I’ll protect myself. And at the end of this, you’ll get a nice” - he pushed the head in deeper - “big”  - and to the back of her throat - “tip.” 

 Claire gagged not only from the size of the cock that was being shoved down her throat, but from the smell and taste of it. His head had started leaking gobs of precum again and they were all falling down her tongue and swimming through her mouth, the taste of his seed seeping into her taste buds.

 For no reason at all, Claire was transported back to a moment when she was ten and with her grandmother. What did the old woman tell her? You better study if you want to get somewhere in life. These sports won’t do anything for you. You don’t want to become one of those whores that sell th-

 Daniel grinned as he slammed the cock down her throat. Claire could tell that every second and reaction she was making only turned him on more. The sick fuck was getting off to her. For a moment, she remembered the dignified woman she still was before she accepted this “easy” gig and blinked away her tears.

 Daniel took out his cock momentarily and slapped it mockingly against her face. “Something wrong?”

 Claire swallowed her drool and his cum. “No, sir.”

“I thought so.”  

 He put the cock back in her mouth and held her eyes as he throatfucked her. It was one thrust after another, each one grinding the girthy and veiny cock along her stretched throat as it lodged the shaft as deep as it could go.

 Claire could feel the drool and cum gushing out her nose and started coughing. Daniel maintained his control as he ravaged her throat, slamming the cock down until her arms were meekly and suggestively trying to guide him away. As panic spread through her, she tried to get him off in earnest. After all, she was trained. She was strong…

 That strength, however, proved insufficient. He’s just an office worker, I’m an athlete, she thought. This was the first time she had tested her mettle against a man and it was incredible to see how much force there was in his body.

When he finally pulled out she coughed and let the drool cascade from her mouth. 

Daniel watched the cum the mess she spit back out over his balls. “Do you mind cleaning that up, sweetheart?”

 Claire looked at the glistening balls. Then she buried her face back into them and slurped the drool into her mouth, swallowing it back down. Just make this end. Please. 

“You know, I think our position is just wrong,” said Daniel. He got up from the chair and walked around to her, then forced her to lie on her back. Then he brought his cock over and let the throbbing monster rest across her face. “By the end of this, it will be you that should be paying me.”

 Claire twitched with rage but put on a smile. “Yes, sir. Thank you for being so kind to me. But we should try to finish. I don’t want to take too much of your time.” 

 He smiled back. “Of course not.” 

 Claire closed her eyes and opened her mouth in preparation for what was to come. He gently inserted the head back into her mouth, pushing it against her cheek. He opened one of her eyes by force and stared at it as his strong fingers caressed her face, stroking the same cheek filled out with cock. “You’re such a cute little thing.”

“Hank yu, ha,” came out of her stretched lips, struggling to speak with the mouth full of cock.



 Daniel buried the dick back into her throat, amazed at how tight it was. It had been so long since he fucked a virgin throat that he had almost forgotten how snug it could be. There was no doubt that a beginner like her was unprepared to deal with a dick as big as his but that was what made it so much better. 

 He looked down at her perfect body, playing with her tits as he watched the gnarled shaft make its way down into her depths. Occasionally her whole body would revolt and twist as she lay there, trying to spit him back up by force, but Daniel quickly grabbed her by the throat and choked her until he assumed control again, reminding her of her place. 

 As he was getting close again, he took out his cock and stroked it and let her suck on his balls. “I feel you’re getting better already.”

“Thank you, sir…”

“You don’t mind me fucking your throat, do you?”

 Claire swallowed hard. “Of course not,” she made herself say. “Please do whatever you need.” 

 Seeing her so suffering and disciplined was just too much. He rubbed the head and could feel the next load coming, so he pointed down at her unprepared face. The first rope shot across her gorgeous face, striking everything from her chin all the way up between her eyes. Claire tried to cover up with her hands for the second, but Daniel forcefully removed them and let the upcoming ejaculations all splatter against her face. 

 Her eyes and mouth closed up, and Daniel could see the twisted, disgusted contortion her face took. “Something wrong, sweetheart?” There was so cum covering her lips that it was impossible for her to speak without swallowing it up. “Answer me.”

“No, sir…” she said, and accepted the oozing load into her mouth. “Are you empty?”

 Daniel stroked himself, feeling the next load coming. “Are you kidding? You saw how swollen my balls were. We’ve got a long way to go before they’re empty.” 

 He didn’t want to ignore the rest of her body so he took care with the next few shots to get her tits, her pussy, even her legs. That perfect body of a model was being covered up by his hot cum.

“Massage it into your body,” he told her. “It’s good for your skin.” 

 No longer having the energy even to be angry, Claire followed his orders lifelessly.

 He put his cock back into her mouth and let her suck on it, watching the slender fingers spread the seed all over the flawless white skin and jiggling boobs. Her tits were so huge, yet lying down, he could see her ribcage and her flat stomach. This was the type of VIP treatment he expected. 

 Daniel dragged her until her head hung down from the chair and impaled her throat again. This time he held her hands to make sure she did not interfere at all as he kept it buried inside of her. From the horrific choking and gurgling he could tell she was somewhere in between asphyxiating and drowning on his cum, but every so often he would move his cock towards the side just to let her get a slip of air and keep the painful throat rape going. 

 Another powerful load was coming, but this time he kept the cock inside. Her body convulsed and twisted as he shot down her throat, but he kept her in place. You’re not going anywhere, darling. He glanced down and saw his thick cum pouring out her nostrils, though Claire was pathetically snorting it back in her attempt to breathe.

“What a good girl,” he said, moving his hands back down to her tits. “I’m really really pleased with the services here.”

  He pulled his cock back out again and let it rest across her face. She was so terrified that it would go back into her mouth that despite the hatred instilled for him, she immediately stroked it and sucked on his balls, trying to please him as best she could without the surrender of her throat. 

 It was so good that Daniel put his hands on his hips and came again passively, grunting loudly as his thick and potent cum oozed out over her tits. Her hands started rubbing it in by themselves, knowing what they were supposed to do. Her eyes blinked wildly. She was afraid for her mouth and throat. He could tell that.

 He made eye contact with her again and took her by the throat. “You know, I’m so happy you’re tight. It’s hard to find a good tight throat nowadays. But since I’m your first, that means I’ll get to model your insides after my cock.”

“Okay, sir,” she whispered, at a loss for words. Her voice was almost gone now. Just a croak.

“You don’t mind, do you?”

“Not at all, sir.” 

“Sometimes, even the richest and most important man needs a tight throat to relax a little, you know what I mean?”

 Another fake smile. “Yes, of course, sir.”

“I thought a girl working at such a prestigious place would know this already.”

“I’m sorry, sir…”

“From now on, when I come here, I want you to get on your knees and offer your throat to me immediately. I hope you don’t mind me saying that. But the drive here is long and it can be difficult to wind down for the massage before I’ve had my cock thoroughly drained. That’s your job, after all.”

 Claire beamed at him, though she blinked away the black mascara tears in her eyes. “Of course, sir. I’ll remember that for next time.” 

“Perfect. So what should you say?”

 Claire shivered. She licked her lips and raised her breasts, then opened her mouth. “Please, sir, would you like to use my throat?”

“See, that’s still a little imperfect,” said Daniel unhappily. “I work in marketing, so I gotta tell you, it matters how you present your message. I’m not coming here to have to worry about your feelings, sweetheart. I’m the one that needs to be taken care of. Whether or not I’m taken care of shouldn’t be a choice I have to make. You understand?”

 Claire blinked. “Uh huh. I do, sir.” She sounded bored.

“So what do you say, then?”

“Please, sir, please use my throat. I’ve been waiting all week to suck it dry. Don’t hesitate, sir, please, this is what I’m here for.” 

 Daniel grabbed her lips and forced them to pucker together. “What a good little employee you are. I’ll definitely be giving you a tip.” 

 He slammed back into her throat, this time determined to end things. He had other plans for tonight with one of his own female employees that needed some correction. 

 He pistoned Claire’s throat powerfully, holding onto her jaw to make sure he was getting it as deep as possible. Her throat struggled to fit him all in and after so much effort it was taking its toll.

  The muscles in her body were starting to spasm by themselves as she lost control, but Daniel was having none of it. He went on facefucking her mercilessly, bashing his balls against her empty whore head each time he delivered the full length down her sweet little throat and stretched it out to monstrous proportions. The pain must have been quite something. But this was what she signed up for when she took this job. 

 She was struggling to breathe and once even attempted to get him off, but he was unaffected. He continued his assault and even came inside of her again, and again, and again, making sure his hot seed made its way in every part of her body. 

 By the time he was actually done and felt empty, she had stopped moving completely. 

 Daniel pulled out and opened her dazed eyes. She wasn’t dead, but this powerful facefuck had taken her out for the time being. He left her head dangling from the side of the table and dripping with his cum - she would wake up eventually. Probably without a voice, but still.

 He grabbed his clothes and dressed up again, then took a picture of her before he left and sent it to the group chat that his boss invited him to. They would be thrilled to see his good work. 

 Daniel headed out and then walked down the hallway by himself, whistling happily as he returned to the front desk. Angela raised her head. “Done so soon?”

“I was a little too excited for my first time to go through the whole shebang,” he said shyly. “Next time, maybe. Not to mention that this employee they gave me… she was sweet, but a little inexperienced.”

“Oh.” Angela narrowed her eyes. “Would you like me to report her so that she goes under review?”

“Oh, no, no, no, nothing like that. In fact, you can even give her a tip from my account. And give one to yourself.”

 Angela smiled. “Thank you, sir.”

 Just the mention of paying her made all their past history from a few hours ago completely forgotten. “Angela, could I ask you for a quick favor?”

“Hmm?”

“Well, you see, Claire kinda passed out before she could clean me up, so…” He strolled behind the counter and pulled his cock out of his pants and offered it to her. “Do you mind cleaning this up a little?”

“I… I can call someone.”

“Nah, that’s too much effort. I don’t want you to call someone. If you don’t want to do it, that’s fine. If you don’t think you should.”

 She raised a hand to her forehead and closed her eyes thoughtfully. She sighed. “I mean, it’s not my job, but… if this is what you want, sir.”

“Attagirl,” he said. “Don’t work for the job you have, work for the job you want to get.” 

 She trembled all over and looked at him in disgust as her lips wrapped around his cock. Nevertheless, she put real effort into actually cleaning him and used her sloppy tongue to massage the whole length of the big cock, slurping down all the dried cum. Her sweet eyes looked at him the entire time, almost begging to be killed rather than to have to go on doing this.

“You’re so good at this,” he said. “I’m going to tell them to give you a promotion. Maybe next time you can join Claire.” 

Angela lowered her eyes. “Please don’t, sir… I’m quite happy with my job.” 

When she was all done, he took his cock and planted it right across her face. “Look at that. Sparkling clean. Let me take a picture.” 

 The little slut closed her eyes shamefully, no doubt knowing this embarrassing picture would be passed along until it made its way online. Her friends and family would be excited to see what a hard worker she was.

 Daniel tucked his dick back in then waited until he could confirm the payment. “All done?” he asked.

“All done.”

“I’ll see you in a few days,” he said, and winked. 
 Angela shivered and her breath caught, but she waved with a trembling hand. “See you then, sir.” 