Chapter 17 - Max


 The bus was so crowded that Max feared getting on. 

 The blue-eyed brunette stood before the open doors looking in at the busty women squished between older men on their way to work. “Miss?” the bus driver said, looking down at her contemptuously. “You getting in or what?” 

 One of the girls was sitting right behind the bus driver: a blonde getting groped by a fat guy wearing a cream suit and a red tie, pretending she wasn’t feeling anything as she flipped the pages of a book. Another redhead closeby kept her steely gaze looking out the window as two guys were laughing with one another and exploring under her skirt.

 In an instant, memories of what happened at Natalie’s employer flooded Max’s mind. Ever since it happened she had showered several times to get rid of the smell of cum and could taste it on her tongue whenever she thought back on it. Max was used to a light degree of sexual harassment, but she still couldn’t believe what Natalie forced her to endure. On any other occasion, the guys in the bus might’ve been just a nuisance, but right now she wanted nothing to do with them at all.

 Though there was a light drizzle, she stepped back from the bus and opened her umbrella, determined to walk through the rain to the office. On the way, she wondered how much longer things were going to have to go on like this. How many years would pass until somebody took charge and changed the way society ran so that women would see some respect? 

 The rain got worse as she walked and the rain whipped it right into her face. Max tried to protect herself with the umbrella but it was rather pointless. By the time she got to the building, parts of her dark business suit were totally drenched.

 As she stood under the eaves at the entrance to check her makeup, she could hear loud hip hop blaring from nearby. A red Lamborghini parked right in front of the building and out of it clambered Wilson from upper-management. The only parking available for the vast majority of the staff (almost all of which were female) was a building several blocks away which made driving to work a pain. But the male execs in the company each had a reserved spot right in front. 

 Wilson closed the door to his Lamborghini which cut off the music. Max knew the sixty-six-year-old only wore custom-tailored luxury suits, but he always looked as disheveled as a bum. As he waddled over towards the entrance with the rain dripping from his balding head, he greeted her affably. “Max, right?”

“Yes, sir, that’s right.” 

 He noticed her looking over towards the Lamborghini. “Like the new car? You know I’ve never liked sports cars because of the interior, but I feel now they’ve improved a lot. It’s pretty comfortable.”

 Max thought of the beat-up truck at home that had been passed down to her from her uncle. There was no way she could afford a decent car with the salary she was getting paid here. But every single one of these guys is getting a new car every other month, feels like. “Sounds very nice.” 

“It really is.” As he looked her over, his hand went to her ass. Max swatted it away but he still got a feel of it. “You should do something with that makeup. You don’t look presentable at all.”

 Max bit back her tongue. You’re the one to talk? You goddamn bum? “Thank you, sir, I’ll do that.” 

 As they headed inside together, Wilson went towards the elevator that took him to the upper floor while she made her way towards the bathroom. Five women were already buzzing at the mirrors as she entered, which wasn’t surprising. Though there were hundreds of them working on the ground floor, there was barely any space to fit them. That was what a girl could look forward to at this place: overcrowded bathrooms, tiny cubicles, awful food, and nonstop harassment. 

 Only the greatest asslickers that allowed the guys they worked under to do everything they wanted to them ever ended up getting promoted. And though they might’ve had better conditions there, they all heard rumors that the harassment escalated significantly. 

 No, the only way to fix things was to fight on a common front. Which was why the women in the company that had the most self-respect were trying everything they could to gain some form of equality. They recruited the girls with the most spunk to the group and in the last few weeks were preparing to deliver an ultimatum to management.

 There was no real leader to this group but everyone recognized Vivian as such. Though she was only twenty, she was only one among them that dared to make her feelings known to the men which gained her a bit of a reputation. In fact, they wanted to fire her from the first day; but when they found out her father was the mayor of the city that was quickly abandoned. As things stood, management were doing their best to ignore her feminist rhetoric and call for action until she got bored and decided to return to her privileged life.  

 Max admired her greatly and she thought of herself of having a similar fighting spirit, though one she had to keep hidden for fear of being reprimanded severely enough to get fired. I don’t have that kind of privileged background to do whatever I want. 

 Though all that changed for her after that experience with Natalie. Max couldn’t really understand why she put up with what was done to her. Whenever one of the pervy old men at work groped her ass, she always told herself it was temporary and that at least things never went any further than that. And more importantly, it was necessary if she wanted to keep a job and get somewhere in life. 

 But there was really no good reason why she let that guy come all over her as if she were trash. Sure, Natalie might’ve asked her to go along with it, but that wasn’t enough of a reason. 

 Though Max tried to put it out of her mind, the event had a transformative effect on her psyche. It simultaneously showed her she wasn’t nearly as strong and dignified as she thought she could be, not even in the face of low-stakes; but also that women could encourage others to go to the same lows.

 As her eyes went over Vivian’s impressive figure and noble features, Max couldn’t help feeling like a fraud. She wondered what all these women she spent every day talking to about feminism and progress would say if they knew what she willingly endured just a few days before. 

“Max,” said Vivian, finally taking note of her. “You okay?” 

 Max gesticulated down to her wet suit and laughed. “Overslept and missed the bus. So stupid of me…”

 As she scrubbed her face and took out her makeup kit, she hoped that nobody would see through her excuses. 

 They didn’t.

 Once she finished up, Max headed to her tiny cubicle and turned on the PC, reluctantly accepting the ten hours of work that were now about to come her way. She had barely opened her email when her superior, Daniel, came over. 

 He was a monstrosity with uneven eyes and hairy fat fingers, a fat pervert in his late fifties that shouldn’t have been allowed to work with women half his age and below. Max could feel his shadow looming over her as he put his hands on her shoulders. “Came in late today,” he said with his gravelly voice. 

“I’m sorry.”

 The strong fingers pushed threateningly into her shoulders. “It’s the first time, I’m not too worried. Just don’t make a habit of it. You know how important it is that we all get things done on time.” 

“Yes, sir. Of course.” 

 Max hoped that he would move away but he remained there, his wheezing breath accompanying the loud typing of her fingers. She was too afraid to look up at him - what if he took that as some invitation to go forwards?

“You know, I’ve been thinking about you, Max. You show a lot of promise. Do you agree?” 

 That these words would come out of his mouth now of all times was some timing. Max knew quite a few of the girls working at her level were courted for a promotion, but they were instructed by Vivian to accept it only if it came with no strings attached, which wasn’t likely. 

 That was the way things worked here at Sunflo, the harassment started light enough that girls might be tempted to come to avoid the worse treatment in other places, but the promotions always had strings attached. The further up you went in the hierarchy, the more you gave up who you were. 

 Max only took up the job temporarily until something new came up and she knew others felt the same. But finding anything better was looking impossible. I could’ve ended up just like Natalie. As bad as these guys were, they weren’t like that. And if she ever reached those levels of degradation, at least she’d be compensated for it.

 Right now, Max knew she should’ve told Daniel she wasn’t interested in a promotion. But they were already harassing her anyway. And worse was done to her already. I can still help reform the company even if I get promoted, can’t I? In fact, it might make it easier.

“I’ve been trying my best…” she whispered politely. 

“I’ve noticed. Mr. Wilson brought you up this morning and told me you looked a bit off. But I want you to know we appreciate the hours you’re putting in here. You’re one of the girls that never talks back or complains.” 

 Max wasn’t sure in what way he meant it but it was certainly true she lacked the gall to push his hand away whenever he “accidentally” brushed against her ass. “Thank you, sir,” she responded automatically, feeling slightly disgusted with herself for it. 

“Why don’t you come to my office after work today? I’ll give you some time to think about the future. I want you to think and tell me what kind of services you think you can render to the company and what kind of work you’d be good at.” 

 Going to his office only meant one thing. Though previously she would’ve said no to such an offer, it seemed so pointless now…

 Work passed by slowly and at lunch Max went to eat with the other girls. The breaks were one of the few times Daniel left them alone since the men all went to eat upstairs at the classy tables that served properly cooked meals. Meanwhile, they were all squeezed together around two long tables and eating whatever was available at the buffet. It was all clean health food of course, since they were expected to keep their figures. 

 It’s so unfair, Max thought as she chewed on a carrot. So unfair. 

 As the girls went back to work and Daniel came back down, Max suddenly heard screaming. Daniel had groped Vivian from behind without recognizing her and was now being lambasted for his behavior.

“I swear, you pigs are going to regret the way you treat all of us down here!” Her booming voice swept over the whole office and the other girls all cheered. “We’re not here to please you, you misogynistic pigs!” 

 Everybody was getting so worked up that Max could feel her own heart beating faster. But for all the cheering, it was only fifteen minutes later when she went to get a coffee that she saw a guy pawing an employee’s ass by the printer. 

 What’s the point of all this if nothing ever changes? she wondered.

 After work as everyone else was taking off, Max headed into Daniel’s office. He stood behind his computer and grinned when he saw her come in. “Max. Finally, I’m glad you’re here.”

“Sir?”

“Please, sit down.” 

 Is he going to treat me so decently? Max was suspicious. She almost expected him to tell her to get on her knees under the desk.

“I suppose you heard all the theatrics earlier,” he said with a wry smile. “Our little Vivian just can’t stop yelling.”

“Somebody grabbed her ass,” Max said quietly. 

“So he may have done. But is that really the end of the world? Men have needs, everybody knows that. And at a company we all work together to create the best possible work environment. But it seems like more and more of our female employees are being brainwashed with this nonsense. We would like that to stop.”

“Sir?...” 

 Daniel stood up from his chair with a groan and came to loom over her. His gut was so huge that Max could barely look up from her tiny chair to see his face. Feeling nervously, she instinctively tugged her skirt down over her legs. “I’m not sure what you would like me to say…” 

“Oh, I don’t want you to say anything, sweetheart. Like I said, I want to offer you a new position. You seem to understand the girls in the office, so I’d like you to put an end to all of these shenanigans once and for all.”

 Max cracked her fingers and shrugged. “How am I supposed to do that?” Assuming I’m even willing to do that...

 Daniel grabbed her by the chin and rubbed his thumb over her lips. “Come on, sweetheart. I’m sure you can figure it out. You must’ve talked with these girls for hours. You know what motivates them.”

 Max gulped and allowed the thumb to enter her mouth. “I can try, I guess.”

 He snorted and grabbed her tongue between his fingers. “I know you will. And for that you’ll be compensated with a cozy new position and a raise. That sounds nice, doesn’t it?”

 She nodded and then felt him let go of her tongue. Max hoped that this would be the end of it, but of course it wasn’t: she heard the sound of the zipper as she stared ahead at the power cable of the monitor coiling along the edge of the desk. 

 Then his hand gripped the back of her head. “Why don’t you show me how you’re going to make yourself useful for Sunflo?”

 Max did nothing, which was sufficient for him. The massive cock appeared at the edge of her vision and then slapped against her face. Daniel turned her head around by force and shoved the head into her mouth. 

 Its smell and taste were both filthy, but it was no longer that shocking to her. After being dumpstered and covered in cum nothing could really surprise her any longer. No matter how far she would go in life from this point on, the memory of Natalie’s boss jizzing all over her face as if she were nothing but a wet rag would be with her forever. Though she had washed it away, the memory exerted such a pull on her self-esteem that Max no longer found the will to resist any of it. 

 It’s not so bad, she thought as the flavor of the old cock seeped into her taste buds. It’s definitely not nice, but there’s way worse than this… The fact that her boss at Sunflo was even interested in changing the minds of the female employees showed that they respected women in ways that other employers just didn’t.

 As Daniel grabbed her by the head and slammed his dick into her throat, Max came to believe in the righteousness of her decision ever more fervently. I’ll get compensated and I’ll be able to win some rights for the girls too. Vivian is right that we live in a patriarchal shithole world, but she’s wrong that we can change it by resisting.  

 Women were naturally weaker and men dominated every position of power. Was getting throatfucked really that demeaning when millions of women around the world did it on a daily basis for free?

“That’s a good girl,” said Daniel as her tongue worked the veiny underside of his cock. “Use your tongue more. Your new generation barely has any idea what it’s doing. We’ve got to teach you everything.” 

 Detached, Max wrapped her tongue along the head and sucked him until she could feel the throbbing going all over his cock. She was afraid that he would pull out and cum over her face so she applied all the suction she could and kept it inside. 

 Daniel groaned and released, shooting his hot load down her throat, rope after rope of gooey seed pooling inside her stomach. 

 Max was certain she could take it without a feeling of disgust, but the moment the cum overflowed and filled her mouth she grimaced in frustration at the vile taste. Nevertheless, she remained still, trying to do a proper job. 

 Daniel withdrew his cock slowly and wiped it against her shoulder. “Today is the first time you’ve earned your paycheck. I’ll be hoping for you to keep it up tomorrow. And don’t forget what we discussed.” 

 As he zipped up and sat back down, she asked: “How big is my raise going to be?”

“Oh, no need to rush that. We’ll evaluate your performance in time.” He smiled and sighed with satisfaction. “Well, off you go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”



 The next day when Max came into work it was with a heavy heart. 

 Am I really going to sell myself like this? she kept asking herself. The brunette even considered sabotaging everything by coming poorly dressed and without freshening up, but in the end she decided to give it a chance. If the worst happens I’ll just quit. 

 As soon as she arrived, she was greeted by Daniel. He came in close and smelled her neck, then gave her a kiss on the cheek as he squeezed her ass. “Good morning, sweetheart. Ready to give it your all and set an example?”

 Max could see a few of her co-workers walking by and blushed with embarrassment as she imagined what they must’ve been thinking. They’ll think I’m such a slut for doing this. God.

“Yes, sir,” she answered. “I’ll try.” 

 She headed over to her desk and barely got a chance to sit down and relax when Daniel joined her again. He was wearing an old-fashioned sweater vest over his shirt today, and Max could see how much the fabric had to stretch to cover his obese frame. 

“I figured I’d get us some coffee,” he said, putting down a plastic cup before her.  

 Max looked down at it and noticed the lid was poorly placed back on after being tampered with and noticed the viscous stuff dripping down the side. He came in that, she realized. 

“Go ahead,” he said. “Drink up. You like coffee, don’t you?”

“I’ve already had a coffee on my way to work…” she said reluctantly. Just the thought of that cum mixed in made her stomach churn.

 Daniel put his hand on her back. “Come on, don’t be like that. I got it special just for you. Take a sip.” 

 There was no way to get out of it, so Max gripped the cup and removed the lid. She closed her eyes so not to look at it as she brought the cup up to her mouth and let it flow down into her stomach. Mixed in with the hot coffee she could feel the thick gobs of cum moving through her mouth and going down into her tummy.

 When a bigger load passed through her throat she nearly gagged. “Fuck,” she whispered breathlessly, lowering the cup. 

“Go on,” said Daniel. “Don’t let it go to waste. I expect you to finish the entire thing.” 

 All around her Max could see the other female employees. They no doubt pitied the attention she was getting from the boss, though they had no idea this was something she had more or less signed up for. Daniel’s hard gaze was buried into her. 

 Sighing, Max took up the cup again and this time upended the remainder into her mouth and gulped it down as quickly as she could. Most of the thick jizz had gone to the bottom, so the final gulp just left her with a thick and creamy load that filled her mouth and barely wanted to go down.

“That’s a good girl,” said Daniel at the end, sipping his own coffee happily. “Well, get to work. You remember what we talked about yesterday. I’ll be coming around to see how you’re doing.” 

 As soon as he took off, Vivian rushed over to talk to her. “Max,” she said with concern, putting comforting hands on her shoulders. “Are you okay? I saw that creep coming to you yesterday too.”

“I’m fine,” said Max. “It’s really not a problem.”

“Don’t let him get away with harassing you, okay? If there’s any issue just call it out. And if you have any bad experiences, remember you can report it, and make sure you make a copy of the document before you hand it in.”

 She nodded. “Thanks. I’ll do that.”

 The only feeling left was that of being a complete fraud. Solidarity was what was preached among the girls in the office but Max couldn’t feel it. At the end of the day, if Daniel chose to fire her nobody else would be losing their jobs. Just like when other women were promoted it never helped her out, either. We’re all here on our own, that’s the truth. 

 Daniel was called in by the boss upstairs so he barely partook in office business in the first part of the morning. It was only before lunch when Max went to look for some files that she could hear the other girls in the office going quiet and tensing up, very aware of his return. 

 As he lumbered around the office space and took a look at the work being done, they all gave him the evil eye to keep him away though he only greeted them in return with a happy smile and wave. He just doesn’t give a fuck what they think.

 Today Max wore a dark suit with a light pink blouse that she liked best. The choice to go with her favorite object to make a good impression was probably subconscious, but she realized as Daniel approached just how short her skirt was compared to the suits of the other girls. The buttons of the blazer were tight and barely able to contain the huge tits that kept growing every other month. 

 Aware that her gaze might bring his attention over to her, Max pushed her dark hair behind her ear and went back to work, her blue eyes darting along the pages of the files she was checking.

 She could hear his heavy body approaching and then immediately felt his hand on her ass. “Max, you need any help?”

“No, sir, I’ve got it under control.” 

 As if it wasn’t enough that the old hand was squeezing her tender bum through the skirt, the fabric was high enough that the fat fingers went underneath and traced along her bare skin. Max shuddered as she felt his fingertips along her inner thighs, just an inch away from her pussy. 

“You’re such a hard worker, Max!” Daniel proclaimed loudly. “I really appreciate what you’ve been doing around here.”

“Thank you, sir!” she said as loudly as she could, but it was too embarrassing to speak at the same tone.

 Daniel kneaded her ass for a few more moments, then gave her a few light taps on her bubble butt. “Carry on.” 

 Everyone else in the office saw what was happening and went dead silent. They didn’t approach while the boss was still going around, but as soon as she was back at her desk, there came not only Vivian but a whole posse.

“Wow, did he put his hand under your skirt!?” Vivian asked immediately, her arms crossed. The fury was wildly animated on her face. “That vile pig! That fat fucking piece of shit pig!” 

 The other girls were all rubbing Max’s back and shoulder. “Are you okay, dear?” 

 Max smiled warmly. “It’s really nothing, you guys. Don’t worry about it. It doesn’t affect me at all.” 

 It was such a dirty thing to be lying to these other girls, but Max found that it came surprisingly natural to her. She had never been an empathetic person and always found sharing in the outrage culture of the day to be tiresome. When she started working at Sunflo, it was the disparity in the incomes between the men and women that infuriated her most, not necessarily the light sexual harassment. 

 In fact, it was almost exhausting to constantly have to think about the ways in which girls were being harassed. It was easier to just put your head down, ignore it all, and then go back home when work was over. 

“He touched you!” Vivian said. “On the inside of your thighs.”

“I just don’t let it bother me, you know?” The comment was meant to convince the others but it really convinced her first and foremost. It happened, it’s over, what difference does it make? They’re going to do whatever they want anyway, why make it harder on yourself?... 

“I mean, that’s…” Vivian opened her mouth to speak but was clueless how to respond. “You can always come talk to me if things go any further.”

“I’ll do that.” 

 The whole office went so quiet after the incident that Max found it way easier to work. Really, she was almost done with the work for the day before lunch arrived. 

 She went to eat with the others worried they might ask questions, but as she stood in line to get her food Daniel appeared. “What are you doing here?” Vivian asked him angrily. “Shouldn’t you be eating with your male friends upstairs?” 

“Calm down,” he said. “There’s no need for that. Actually, I came to get Max over here. I heard some people might’ve misinterpreted what happened between us earlier so I ordered us something to have a private chat. Max?” 

 What could she do but go along with the boss? Though the others were watching, Max stepped out of the line and went after him to his office. There was indeed some food on his massive desk and it smelled excellent. Finally seeing some of the benefits, huh? 

“You did well today, but I did tell you you’re going to have to work harder, right?” said Daniel.

 Max eyed one of the food containers hungrily. “Right.” 

“Get on your knees.” 

 The order was sudden and made her look at him to make sure she heard things right. But then she heard him unzip and realized the seriousness of the moment. Kneeling, she could see his huge cock looming in view.

“Now, I’m going to enjoy my meal and you’re going to make me satisfied, understand? That’s what a good employee does. If you want to set an example for others, it’s going to start here.” 

 Her fat old boss sat back down in his chair and rummaged through his food. Understanding that she wasn’t here to eat anything or enjoy herself, Max crawled over between his legs and took his dick in her hand. 

“Don’t be lazy,” he said. “I want to see you work.” 

“I’m kinda hungry.” 

 He chewed his food, then snorted derisively before he washed it down with a drink. Laughing, he slapped her face playfully. “Don’t be silly, Max. You aren’t nearly skinny enough to be hungry. Not to say that you and your fellow employees are out of shape, or anything, but you should really focus on working hard while you’re here. Now suck my cock dry.” 

 He was so unrepentant in his approach that Max did not dare open her mouth to speak against it. What would even be the point? All he would do is fire me, especially now that I’m involved. What she said before to the others was the absolute truth. It was way easier to just go along with things and let them happen… 

 Max could hear him eating greedily as she opened her mouth and took his cock inside. The thing probably hadn’t been drained for hours because it throbbed with wild ferocity, its veins swollen and the head dripping with precum as soon as it entered her mouth. Though the taste was vile as always, she sucked on the head and massaged the balls and shaft to make him happy and keep him quiet. 

 At one point she flicked her tongue along the head and heard him groan loudly. He stopped eating, tossed his head back, then wrapped his fingers in her hair. He held onto her as she sucked him off, slowly pushing her even deeper on his dick. After a few more drops of precum, he grabbed her with determination like the day before and threw her down on his shaft, using her mouth and throat like a toy to jerk off into. 

“Fuck, that’s good, Max…” he told her. “That’s really good.” 

  She tried to keep her gagging to a minimum but it was difficult. Not only was his cock way too big for her throat, but the smells and tastes of it were simply unbearable.  The sick fuck forced her to choke on it and dragged his veiny shaft through her throat all the way down until she could barely breathe. Her eyes leaked tears and rolled, her body convulsing as it struggled to get some air back into her lungs. 

 Seeing her desperation made him come and Max again felt the gooey load going straight into her stomach. There was so much of it that it was coming back up and exiting her nose, so he clamped that shut with his fingers and held her in place until every drop was milked out. 

 Max was half blacked-out when he voiced a happy “Fuck!~” and threw her off. Max took a deep breath and lay under his desk, trying to get her bearings. She hadn’t eaten a single thing but she could feel her stomach completely full of his seed. 

“That’s a good girl, Max. Off to work you go.” 

 As she got up and adjusted her suit, Max looked at the clock. “There’s still twenty minutes of break left.”

“You think you worked that hard?” asked Daniel as he unpacked another burger and bit a chunk off. “You did so much for Sunflo today that you feel confident in taking another twenty minutes?”

 Max quickly shook her head. “No, sir.”

“I thought so. You got to suck my cock, that’s enough of a treat. Now - pardon my French - but get your fucking ass back in your seat and get the fuck back to work.” 

 The way she spoke to her was so harsh and demeaning that Max was totally whiplashed. Bobbing her head, she headed back to her desk and got back to work. 

 When the others finished their break, they stopped by to ask her what happened. “Oh, nothing. We just had a chat and ate a quick meal.”

“Did he apologize for touching you inappropriately?” Vivian asked.

“Oh, he did, but like I said I really don’t mind. I understand that men have needs. It’s better to just compromise on some things than make a big deal out of everything.” 

 Max could tell that her words were frustrating Vivian but a few of the other girls were pursing their lips thoughtfully, almost nodding along. It was clear that they didn’t really believe all that much in the feminist struggle and were willing to go along with whoever made the best point.

 Only Vivian was completely unconvinced. “I guess if that’s how you feel, I’ll stop asking,” she said harshly. “But I hope you know this undermines everything we do. You’re an enemy to every self-respecting woman in this office if you let this happen to you without calling it out.” 

 Max shrugged and kept smiling in the same way Daniel smiled when he passed through the office. “That’s fine by me. I really just want to get my work done and get back home to my friends and family. I’m not here to grandstand.”

“Neither am I!” 

“Okay, so let’s just get back to work. Sounds good?” 

 Half an hour after they all went away, a ditzy girl with a blonde bob called Cass came over. “So, what did the boss treat you to, huh?” she asked playfully. “Or is it a secret?”

“Oh, just stuff,” said Max cryptically. 

“You know, I kind of agree with you. I don’t believe in all this rah-rah feminist crap either. I mean, I have friends - and man, let me tell you, their bosses are so much worse than this. Those girls are made to do nasty things most of the boujee chicks here couldn’t imagine.”

 Max thought back to Natalie and Spencer. What was she up to anyway? “Definitely.” 

“I get the feeling you might be going places around here,” said Cass with a wink. “Keep me in mind. And tell the boss I’m wholly dedicated to the company. I mean, literally, my cat died, I’ve got nothing else left.”

 She just sees me as a way to get ahead. We’re all just looking to climb. “I’ll do that.”

 Cass tapped her lightly on the back. “Thanks, sweetheart.” 

 Daniel left work before it was time without any parting words so Max just went back home. In the evening she decided to actually check up on Natalie and see what she was holding up.

 Max got into her pjs and clambered into bed when she called. It was a video chat, and Natalie’s beaming face came into view at once. “Nat!” she said with excitement. “Bad time?”

“Oh, not at all, not at all. I just finished downstairs. How’s it going?”

“Not bad, not bad. You know, I think I learned a lot from you.”

“Oh really?”

“How to improve relations with my boss. How to stop caring.” 

“Ahh~ I’m happy to hear that!” 

 Max could notice Natalie blinking hard and looking behind but she wasn’t sure what was happening. “Are you okay?” 

“Sure, please just go on…” 

 The conversation only went on for another half a minute before Max realized that Spencer was pounding Natalie’s ass. She was doing a great job of not letting it distract her, but it was clearly getting a little too intense to handle.

“So you’re doing okay?” Max asked, not really able to focus on the conversation.

 At that moment Spencer pulled out and rushed to come all over Natalie’s face. Max watched as rope after rope of thick seed was shot over her friend’s pretty face and left it totally buried. At the end, Spencer looked into the camera. “Hey there, Max, how’s it going?” 

 And just like that, he got up and left. 

 Natalie licked the cum from her lips and showed no real reaction to his presence or his departure. “I’m doing pretty well.” 

 

 At work the next day, Daniel brought her a cup of coffee with his jizz once again. As she drank it, Max could tell that there was a little more cum than the day before, but she never once complained. She was going to live by what she said and try to keep focused on what mattered instead. 

“Enjoyed it?” Daniel asked with a grin.

“It’s good, sir,” she said politely. 

 The other girls in the office look at her differently now though only a few of them were giving her hostile looks. Max made a point to work as efficiently as possible and barely stopped to think about either what the boss or they might have wanted. 

 She was at the printer when he came again and felt up her ass, this time wrapping his arm around her and grinding against the tight buns of her bubble butt. “You’re working hard, Max! I can feel how tense you are!”

 Vivian rose from her desk. “Stop that! You can’t do stuff like that.”

“Calm down, Vivi,” said Daniel dismissively. “Can’t you see it’s just a joke? Max, you’re not offended, are you?”

“Not at all, sir.”

“I’m offended!” Vivian shouted.

 As she worked at her desk Max could see the boss trying different things with other girls now. Usually the other employees would’ve either shouted him down like Vivian for trying anything or just swat his hand away while they rushed to finish their task and headed back into their seats.

 This time, Max saw him grope the asses of a few of them without being pushed off. The girls weren’t happy or anything, of course, but they just pretended it wasn’t happening. Vivian and the other advocates in the staff were outraged, but what they were seeing was so blatant that they were demotivated to even stand up for the women that accepted it and just gossiped with each other about what sluts they were.

 When lunch came around, Max got pulled into Daniel’s office once more. He had ordered himself another meal and was already enjoying it by the time she knelt under his desk. There was no need to instruct her anymore, Max knew what she needed to do. 

 After she sucked him off and swallowed his load, she stood up ready to go to work. Daniel snapped his fingers impatiently and gestured to her to wait as he finished chewing. 

“I was thinking about your outfit,” he mentioned.

“My outfit?”

“Take off that blouse.” 

 Max stood before him, staring back with uncertainty. If that’s what he wants... she told herself with detachment. 

 Slowly, the brunette opened the buttons of her blazer and slipped it off, then methodically undid the tiny white buttons of her blouse and took it off as well. Hands hanging at her side, she looked downwards in shame as he stared at her huge tits and the plain white bra struggling to contain them.

“Max, don’t you know bras are bad for your posture and your back? You need to take that thing off. It’s medieval. I thought you girls were into female issues. Why the hell are you wearing that torture device? Go on, take it off.” 

“Take it off?” she repeated slowly. Max may have taken his dick in her mouth, but she hadn’t revealed her naked body to him yet. Then again, being naked was a lot less offensive than filling her stomach up with jizz, so framing it around the audacity of him asking to see her naked wasn’t all that believable, not even in her mind. 

 Still unable to look him in the eyes, Max unclasped the bra and let it fall away, leaving her unbelievably huge and perky tits hanging from her otherwise small frame. “Now put on your blazer,” he ordered. 

 Max obeyed and buttoned it all the way back up, but that wasn’t doing much to hide away her tits given the generous V-shape neckline most professional blazers had. 

“Now that’s how you’re supposed to wear that thing,” said Daniel, admiring the way her tits stuck out. Not only was the cleavage fully revealed, but he even got a tantalizing glimpse at her areolas. “I want to see you like this every day,” he said. “No need to ruin your figure with all those dumb bras and blouses. You understand?” 

 The moment the others in the office saw her they just stopped to stare. Vivian and the others in her group were furious, but the other girls were just intrigued. “No more blouse?” asked Cass. 

“The boss suggested I’d be more comfortable this way, and you know what, I am.” To make the point, Max even opened the blazer the whole way and let the fabric dangle perilously close to coming off entirely. “No reason to be uncomfortable and torture ourselves, right?” 

 Her words were taken very seriously by Cass, who immediately made the same adjustment and was going around the office ten minutes later with her tits hanging out in the same way. Daniel noticed her and came up to compliment her, swiping his hand along her ass. Many were disgusted, but Max could tell she was getting the point across to some of them. 

 As the day neared its end, Daniel came to her again. He put his hands on her shoulders and feigned a massage, then slipped them down over her chest until he was feeling up her breasts. “I’ve been taking a peek at your workload,” he said very professionally. “You’ve been making good progress.”

 Max bit her tongue as his fingers pinched her nipples hard. “Thank you, sir. I’ve been trying.” 

“Come into my office again before you go. We need to talk about that promotion.” 

 Max did get the feeling that she was selling herself in all of this. Selling her body, at the very least. Was her dignity being sold? Not really. And the truth was, what women experienced out there as the norm was so much worse… No matter what dignity Sunflo employees were trying to preserve it would’ve been undermined by millions doing the opposite. Why even bother? 

 As the day came to an end Max turned off her computer and went to talk to Daniel. As she entered his office, she saw him jerking off over a coffee mug. She froze in place as did he, though he milked out the final drops of his cum before he tucked his dick back into his pants.

“Sorry about that, Max,” he said apologetically. He came and took her by the arm and pushed her down into the seat. “Let’s pretend you never saw that, shall we?” 

 But he pushed the mug over to her anyway. Max picked it up and looked inside, noticing that the ratio of seed to coffee must have been half to half. He was just blatantly making her drink his cum at every opportunity.

“I appreciate your work lately. Drink up.” 

 Max licked her lips nervously then forced herself to swallow the contents of the mug, trying not to think of anything at all. His dick had done a good enough job of loosening her throat that it was no longer much of an issue.

“So, I’ve been thinking about that promotion of yours. Seeing how you’ve been getting so much work done, I’ve been considering giving you a 3% pay increase. How does that sound?”

“Just 3%?” asked Max, unable to hide her surprise.

“It’s all we can afford, Max,” said Daniel as he scratched his face, the gleam of his golden watch catching the dying light from the window. “Things are hard here at Sunflo. You know that. We’ve all gotta scrape by in this tough climate. Let’s start off with 3% and we’ll see where we get to. Unless, of course, you’d rather try your chances at another company?”

 Max could feel the pressure being applied as if he were pushing the knife into her heart. “Of course not, sir. I’m very happy here.” 

“Good, good, I hope so. Then it’s settled. And let the others know about your raise as well. Maybe it will motivate them to put in the extra work.”

 As Max stood up, he added, “There’s one more thing. I think you’ve noticed but I have a serious issue with my… needs. You could describe it as a medical condition.”

 The tightness of her throat around his dick was a memory she could recall vividly. “Of course.” 

“Unfortunately, I need to be drained intensely every four hours. That’s on the low end. I’d appreciate it if you could work that into your schedule and explain to the others why things are this way. It would be too embarrassing for me, as you understand.” 

“Of course, sir,” she said coolly. Just how stupid does he think we are? He didn’t even bother saying this at first. Is he worried about going too far? Will he take it even further? At this point, she was beyond caring. It would almost be enjoyable to see how the others reacted. 

“Thank you, Max. Now would you mind coming here and sucking me off for the last time today? The wife’s waiting for me at home, and I really need it.” 



 The days slowly got a certain rhythm to them as Max accepted what Daniel wanted of her. It was simple enough: accepting his coffee with the load in the morning, then sucking him off at lunch and before closing the day. 

 He would occasionally come over and feel her tits, though he was also getting pushier with the other employees and asking them into his office as well. She noticed Cass going in and out several times herself. 

 The attitude of indifference and resignation was spreading. 

 At one point Max had gone to get a drink when Daniel noticed her making her way back to her desk, her tits bouncing up and down tantalizingly under her blazer as her heels clicked. 

 He grabbed her suddenly and threw her over the printer, ignoring the drink in her hand that spilled all over the place. He rubbed his crotch against her ass at first; but Max could tell from his behavior that he was having a difficult time controlling himself today.

 All eyes in the office were on her as Daniel lifted up her skirt and shoved his dick inside her ass. “Fuck,” he groaned as he went in. 

 Max gritted her teeth in spite of the pain, her virgin ass completely unaccustomed to such treatment. Her hands went along the printer and held it tightly enough that her knuckles turned white. 

 Daniel slammed into her hard, making his dick go all the way up inside. Fuck, I never signed up for this, thought Max. The disgusting cum-drinking but she wasn’t sure how she would be able to walk again after this. 

 Her legs trembled and went limp as the boss ravaged her like an animal, holding onto her small waist as he assaulted her unstretched asshole with powerful thrusts that sent shockwaves through her entire body. 

 At the end of it he came inside of her and wiped the cum off his cock over her cheeks and drew the skirt back down. “Sorry about that,” Daniel said. 

 Vivian couldn’t take it anymore. She exploded in Max’s stead and stomped over. “You’re sorry? You just assaulted a female employee! Unbelievable? And you’re still not going to report him?”

 Max took a moment to straighten herself out and rose on her unsteady feet. “It’s not a problem.”

“I can’t take this anymore!” said Vivian, throwing her hands up hopelessly. “I simply cannot. I’ve been documenting everything in this office, and I’m going to go see somebody about it. It’s just too much - too much!” 

 Max could see the boss eyeing her with a harsh, narrowed gaze. Everyone else kept their heads down and waited for the altercation to end. Max just went back to her desk, still trembling from the assfuck that was forced upon her. 

 There was never a question in her mind that they would fire Vivian if she went too far, and this time it seemed like she did. Max saw Daniel go into his office and expected him to have security take her out after making a direct threat against the company. 

 Instead, at lunch, all of the employees were asked to sit down and wait in a rather ominous fashion. 

 Max had only seen the leader of Sunflo once: an old and wiry man with barely any hair on his head, gnarled and decayed by age. He was in his late eighties now and had been growing the company for over fifty years. Basic history was a requirement for all employees. 

 Daniel stood by Vivian’s desk as the old man appeared with five different girls after him. One of them Max recognized: Bianca, a ginger that used to work with her before she got promoted. The other were unknown, but all wore the same tight-fitting blouses that looked to be wet and stuck to their bodies, their faces dripping with what Max knew was unmistakably cum.

 The old man went up to Vivian and spoke with her in such a low voice that no one else heard them. Is he firing her? Max wondered.

 Vivian got up and started packing, so she assumed she had guessed correctly. But then Daniel spoke briefly to the CEO and announced, “Vivian will be working upstairs from now on. Please be respectful of this decision and keep working.” 

 It should’ve been a happy promotion, but Max could see the dead-eyed stare in the feminist leader as she took up her box of things and followed the old man and his retinue of girls back up. 

 Daniel came by later and put his hands under Max’s blazer to feel her tits. “Everything going well?”

“I see Vivian got a promotion?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t call it that. We really tried to make things work here with her, but she’s just leading to a toxic environment. We don’t want to support that kind of thing, now do we?”

“No, sir…” 

 The boss turned her around in her seat and took off his pants. Everyone saw what was happening, of course, they had to, but they chose to look away. Daniel slipped his cock between her big tits and squeezed them together, lifting up her chin so Max would have to look him in the eyes as he came. 

 He started moving between her tits at a steady pace, squeezing them together as hard as he could. “I’m sorry if I’m going a little hard. I just need to alleviate some stress.”

“No problem at all, sir. Please go ahead.” 

 Daniel slapped his cock against her tits and thrust back and forth, lubing up the cleavage with his precum. “Spit down on it,” he ordered. “Go on.” 

 Max opened her mouth and let the drool fall down over her chest as he titfucked her relentlessly. The wet sounds were so loud that they were probably heard through the entire office, and the absolute silence made it clear that everyone else must have been listening to the exact same thing. 

 Daniel was just talking to himself, repeating how good they felt. 

 To think that he’s using me like this, thought Max. Not so long ago she would’ve been shocked by this kind of behavior, but things worked a lot more smoothly when she just accepted when men wanted to be done and avoided all conflict. Vivian wanted conflict and what did that get her? God knows what’s waiting for her, meanwhile I got a raise...

 Daniel unleashed his load with a final thrust and this time let it splatter against her chin and neck. Max lifted her face up instinctively to avoid the worst of it, though she was a complete mess as he stepped back: cum dripping from her chin, stains of seed on her chin, and her tits completely glazed and glistening.

“Don’t wipe it off,” he said sternly. “It’ll be good for your skin. I’ll be waiting for you at lunch. Understood?”

“Yes, sir. Of course.” 

 And just like that he went off on his merry way, leaving her to her business. There was no more drama in the office. No more yelling. Even as Daniel moved on to the next girl, Max just buried her head in the work and kept focus.



 It only took a total of two weeks for everything to change completely.

 What started with her spread to the other employees and soon every girl in the office was walking around with her tits hanging out, some of them going so far as to dispense with the blazer entirely, especially after Daniel was done blasting them in the face with his load. 

 Max could remember when she went to see Natalie and how much worse her friend’s situation seemed. Now she knew for a fact that hers was worse but it didn’t feel that way. Just like Natalie learned to accept her treatment, Max did too, and it made everything easier. 

 Self-respect and dignity were totally separate from sex and from men’s treatment, so there was no reason to think worse of herself because she satisfied the boss’ needs on a daily basis. It was simply what was required and expected of her and any other good employee. 

 There was no more worry about him groping them, or about how they should react to stay in good standing with Vivian and the other feminists without losing their jobs, or anything else…

 Every morning now Daniel still greeted her, except now it was with an empty cup. He was the one that held the coffee and slurped at it audibly as Max took out his cock and sucked it, then milked the load into the cup. 

“Did you have a good weekend?” he asked her.

“Oh, sure,” said Max, barely able to remember what she even did. The days at work were so tiring now that all she wanted to do at home was sleep. Natalie had asked her to come over but she never made it. 

 Daniel’s cum was still disgusting, but Max learned how to drink it with ease and no longer hesitated. 

 Throughout the day, it was very regular to see girls giving “the treatment” to the boss as it came to be called. Whether they were on the phone, writing up reports, or making copies, he would come up behind them and take them however he wanted, only to end after a couple of minutes with a few hot ropes of cum over their faces. 

 At the start they wiped it away and cleaned, but now, like Max, they all came to accept it. 

 Since they were all in it together now they even alternated between who would go to serve him every couple of hours. Max had been enough for the fat pervert at the start, but now that he had access to the entire office there was no more need to restrict it to one girl. 

 Going in with Cass and three others not only made it more enjoyable for him, but better for all of them. Max could rub her breasts against the back of his head and take a moment to relax as Cass sucked his dick and another two smothered him in their breasts. 

 But before that, Daniel initiated a tradition of going to the others while they were preparing to eat and drink and raining some fresh cum over everything that they had. Whether it was their salads or their cups of coffee or tea, he would make sure every single one of them got what was needed. 

 At times Max wondered if she should regret playing a part in all of it, but the mere thought was more distant with every passing day. This was how things were, there was no need to question anything else.

 Today Max was almost done with work when Daniel came up from behind and came straight into her face. She barely got a chance to realize what was happening - she just turned her head to see what he might want and got struck right in the eyes, then submissively waited for him to finish up. 

 There wasn’t even a feeling of rage. Why would there be anger?

“Wooh! That was a big one.” Daniel sighed and zipped back up. “Sorry about that, Max, I just couldn’t help myself. You look so cute as you’re sitting there all concentrated.”

 Max just wiped the seed from her eyes so she could get back to work and left the rest of it untouched. “It’s no problem, sir.” 

“Just look at how much this office has improved since you helped me reform it, huh?”

 Looking around, Max could see all the other girls with cum dripping off their tits, faces, and leaking down their legs. To think that less than a month ago he wouldn’t have even had the guts to come over and feel her tits under her clothes. “It’s changed a lot…”

“And it’s all due to you. I’m not going to forget that, you know. I’ve talked to Mr. Wilson, and we’re going to see what we can do about getting you a company-sponsored car. Something nice.” 

 For the first time in a long time, Max smiled genuinely even as the seed dripped from her chin. “Thank you, sir.” 

“With how high efficiency’s been driven, I think we can handle letting a few people go from our department. A few of these girls are getting a little on the old side. Like Cass, how old is she?”

 Max gulped and looked over towards the blonde. She had gone all out to please the boss and make gains at sunflo, and even now was walking around with her tits out in the open and a tiny blazer hanging down the sides. “I think she’s twenty-seven.”

“Not long until thirty. And it took her this long to clean up her act. We don’t need her. Same goes for the other old hags. I want some new blood in here. Eighteen and fresh outta school. Those are the girls I need.”

 Max thought of his own age and the poor girls that might be coming in. But I’m getting a car, maybe. “Of course.”

 Daniel sighed happily and squeezed his hands into his pockets. “Well, I should let you work.” He checked the time and tapped his wristwatch. “Just another hour until the day ends. You know what that means. I’ll be waiting for you in my office. Also, this weekend the wife’s going away to her parents so I might need some help at home.”

“The weekend? But…” But that’s my time, she wanted to say.

 Daniel sensed her hesitation and leaned in to lock eyes with her. “I’m getting you a car. Show some fucking gratitude.”

 Max nodded along quickly. “Absolutely. I’ll be there to help you.”

 Daniel winked as he straightened. “Attagirl.”
