Writer's note: It's been a while since I've posted. Writing consistently is harder than I thought. Hopefully you all enjoy this chapter, and I look forward to the next one!
The auditorium started to dissipate. My new deputy, Kendra, looked eager to move into her new office. I watched her move past several envious trainers before I grabbed my Toy and made my way off the stage. I had forced her to kneel by my side the entire time, and the shame on her still-cum-covered face was evident. Heather was waiting for me. "I think that went well overall, sir," she said. "May I ask why you didn't make at least one more deputy, though?" It was a fair question. Typically there were at least two deputies to help the Lead Trainer with oversight duties; especially when they were off at auction. While major auctions only happened once per quarter, smaller deals and purchases were constantly occurring, and sometimes the presence of the Lead Trainer added an extra air of legitimacy to the transaction.
I looked at the pretty ravenette and shrugged. "I really don't think there's anyone else I want co-captaining with me. Besides, 'too many cooks' and whatnot. I just want to keep it simple." Heather simply nodded. "Very well. With all that taken care of, your schedule is completely open." She turned and looked at my Toy and smiled. "If I might selfishly suggest, I wouldn't mind watching you play with this bitch a little." She shot me a mischievous look before adding, "That is, if you're not too tired already." I eyed my Toy, my gaze making her shift uncomfortably. "I think I can manage. Let's get her cleaned up before she gets dirtied up again."
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The three of us made our way into my office's bathroom. Once inside, I ordered my Toy to strip and present. This time, she didn't hesitate to start taking her clothes off, but she still struggled to follow orders. That was because my cum from earlier was causing her dress to stick to her body. Once the bitch managed to get her clothes off, I began my customary predatory circle around her. Much to her credit, she maintained her eye level, and kept her stance proper. "What am I going to do to you?" Heather piped up with a brilliant idea. "You could have her service you… Or us, she said with a hopeful note, in the jacuzzi." I smiled. "I love that idea. There's just one problem." I gestured to the Toy. "She's filthy. There's no way I'm letting that dirty my water." I stopped in front of the bitch and stepped closer to her. "She's going to have to shower first, and I have the PERFECT idea on how to get her started. Let's move this party to the bathroom, shall we?"
After ordering the Toy into the shower, I forced her to kneel over the drain in the middle of the floor as I unzipped my pants. A genuine look of dread covered the Toy's face. "Time for a little rinse. Keep your eyes open, or there will be consequences," I said. I had never been one for waterworks before, but there was something in my brain that told me this time would be different. Indeed, as I aimed my dick for the Toy's freckled, jizz-covered face, I knew I was going to enjoy this. A sensation of relief washed over me as I released my bladder. Animals across the animal kingdom marked their territory by pissing on it, and that was exactly what I was doing. I watched as the bitch's fiery hair darkened with the liquid and her blue eyes got red from some of it seeping in them between blinks. I lowered my aim, washing off my cum and drenching her tight body from face to pussy.
After several seconds, I was empty. I took a moment to admire the urine-covered bitch before me, savoring the pitiful look on her face. Then, I gestured to Heather. "Would you like to relieve yourself as well?" I asked. Heather nodded, and wasted no time slipping off her skirt and panties. She walked up and grabbed the back of the bitch's head. "Open wide," she ordered, then shoved the Toy's mouth right between her legs. The moment the two sets of lips touched, Heather let go. She must've been holding it for quite a while, because she kept pissing for almost thirty seconds. The Toy was clearly struggling. She didn't want to drink, but Heather's grip on her head was so tight, she couldn't really pull away. So, she kept coughing, causing piss to sputter and drip down her mouth and chin and onto the rest of her body. Once she finished, Heather made sure to grind the Toy's face into her pussy a little more before stepping away. "Thank you for that, sir," she said. "I didn't realize how badly I had to go until you mentioned something."
While my Toy coughed on the floor, processing what just happened, I walked to the shelves in the shower. There were several bottles of both men's and women's body wash and shampoo. I found a scent that I enjoyed, grabbed a loofah, and tossed both on the floor by my Toy. "Alright, bitch. You've earned yourself a shower. Clean yourself off before you join us in the jacuzzi." Heather and I made our way to the jacuzzi. She playfully took the rest of her clothes off before helping me remove mine. Both of us stepped in the hot tub, and sat so that we were facing the Toy. The shower had obviously been designed for people like me: owners who wanted to enjoy the view while its occupant(s) used it. There was an optional privacy barrier, but I locked it down with the master remote control housed on the side of the hot tub. I wrapped one my left arm around Heather, and she pulled herself closer before taking my hand and resting it on her breast. "Take your time," I said to my Toy. "We have all day."
The Toy slowly stood up and faced the shower controls. She clearly hadn't been used to having so many options for shower heads and water pressure, but she eventually turned the water on for the rainfall head and got to work. At first she tried to clean herself with her back to us, but a quick order from me had her cleaning herself facing us. Her face showed that she was conflicted. On one hand, she wanted to enjoy finally being clean of the cum and piss she had been covered in for over an hour. On the other, she wanted to escape the ever-present gazes from Heather and me. Seeing this, I decided to make up her mind for her. I leaned over to a control screen on the side of the jacuzzi and turned on some music. "Dance for us while you clean yourself, bitch." She frowned. "I... I'm not very good." Heather chimed in. "Bitch, it doesn't matter. Don't let this get to your head, but you're hot. All you have to do is move your body to the beat, and it'll be fine." The Toy nodded, and awkwardly started swaying her hips as she ran her shampooed hands through her hair.
Heather and I watched the show for several minutes, only to be interrupted by a doorbell. Heather pointed to the screen embedded in the tub. "You can see who's at the door and talk to them there." I smiled. "Why would I do that? That's what I have you for." Heather sighed, clearly sad that she had to move from her comfortable position under my arm. She tapped the screen, and an image of Kendra holding a bottle of champagne popped up. Heather pressed the button for the mic. "Hello, Deputy Kendra. What can I do for you?" "Hi, Heather," Kendra responded. "I don't suppose Jason's available to share a glass with me, is he?" Heather looked at me. "Let her in," I said. "Our party hasn't properly started yet, and I think we can afford one more." Heather smiled and pressed the mic button again. "Come on in, Deputy! We're in the bathroom." She then unlocked the office door from the tablet. Seconds later, Kendra was in the bathroom doorway.
"No wonder you left the ceremony so fast!" Kendra said. "If I had an office like this, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, either!" Her heels clicked on the tile floor as she made her way into the bathroom. The arrival of a new person seemed to confuse my Toy, who had stopped dancing. I opened my mouth to say something, but Kendra beat me to it. "Hey, bitch! I don't know what's going on, but I do know I didn't hear your owner telling you to stop. You better start moving again, or so help me, I will turn you into a Doll myself!" The redhead's face turned even paler. It was very unlikely that she actually knew what a Doll was, but the tone in Kendra's threat told her that she didn't want to be one, and she promptly picked the beat back up with movement as she loofahed her breasts. Kendra set her champagne bottle on the edge of the jacuzzi and smiled. "Care for one more?" I gestured to the right of me. Needing no more encouragement, Kendra stripped and slid her lean body in next to me.
I had seen Kendra naked more times than I could count, yet I never got tired of seeing it. Her B-cup boobs capped with brown nipples weren't anything special, and her ass was slightly rounder than flat, but she never let that stop her from being sexy as hell. She made up for her lack of curves with an eagerness to please, the libido of a crazed lion, and a love of dominating any woman beneath her. She had a tattoo on the right of her tummy of a stemmed rose, with one of the thorns on the stem impaling a cherry. It served as a subtle warning for any girl who saw it; although few realized it until after Kendra was done with them.
"Are we just enjoying the view, or are we playing a game?" she asked, clearly noticing my lingering eyes. "We were just watching my Toy clean herself before I allowed her to enter the tub," I responded. Kendra nodded. "Fair enough. Well then, before we have any more fun, would you mind getting some business out of the way?" "Sure. Heather, would you please retrieve whatever your preferred notation device is, and also bring us three champagne glasses?" "Yes, sir," Heather replied as she stood up and stepped out of the jacuzzi. She stepped into the provided shower shoes, and into the main office. With her absence, Kendra quickly sat in my lap, making sure to still face the dancing Toy while she grabbed both my hands and squeezed her boobs with them. "I never got a chance to thank you for promoting me. I'd love to show you a good time." I smirked as I tweaked one of Kendra's nipples, eliciting a quiet moan. I whispered in her ear, "You may be good, but there's no way you're good enough to get me off before Heather gets back. You can thank me later." I punctuated my point by softly biting her ear before pushing her off me. Kendra giggled. "You big tease. I can't wait."
Heather returned a minute later with three glasses and a tablet. Kendra said she changed her mind about business, and wanted to just have fun. Heather sighed, but offered no complaint as she slipped back in the tub. I looked at my Toy and decided her time was done. "Enough, bitch. Turn the shower off and present yourself in the tub." She jolted, clearly using the music and dancing as a way to dissociate from what her life had become. She quickly turned the water off, placed her shower implements back on the shelves, and made her way in the tub, presenting herself properly. Kendra stood up and reached out to touch the Toy, but stopped before making contact. "Good," I thought. "Lead Trainer Jason," Kendra said in a playful tone. "May I please touch your Toy?" "I don't want any marks that require a procedure. If you can agree to that, then yes, you may." Kendra nodded, then closed the distance with her hand, gently touching my Toy's face. "She's so pretty. Somehow, I knew you'd choose her when she arrived." She turned to me. "Have you let her cum yet? I'd love to see what she looks like when she's enjoying herself. The last time I had a chance..." she turned to the Toy with a mischievous smile, "her face was buried between my legs."
"She has cum once, by her own hand," I stated. Kendra grinned. "Can she cum again? Please? I even brought something to help!" She leaned out of the jacuzzi to her discarded clothes and reached into a pocket, retrieving a small vibrator. "Surely you're not just going to let her cum, right?" I asked. "Of course not," was the reply. "She's gotta earn it. I was thinking that she uses this for 20 minutes straight. She can't cum before then, and she can't stop using the toy." Heather chimed in, "I'm all for watching this bitch masturbate again, but even I don't know how she's supposed to pull that off." Kendra's eyes narrowed, and I knew that the sadistic mind of hers had planned something. "Well, she's just going to have to do whatever it takes to make sure she doesn't. I'll secure the vibrator to her so she has full use of both of her hands." I looked at my Toy, whose eyes betrayed her nervousness. Still, behind that, there was a touch of curiosity. "Alright, let's do it. However, I'm going to shorten it to 10 minutes. We've been in this jacuzzi long enough, and I don't want to start to prune."
Kendra secured the vibrator to the Toy's pussy. "Ten minutes, bitch. If you feel yourself getting close, then you better think of something, because you don't want to experience what happens when you fail." She let the threat linger for a few seconds before turning the device on. A whimper escaped the Toy's lips as the humming of the vibrator filled the room. "Well," I said, "we might as well give her a show." I gestured to Kendra and Heather. "The two of you are likely to see a lot of each other. Would you like to start your working relationship with a kiss?" They looked at each other and smiled. While any girl on the island was free to do with as you pleased (provided she wasn't someone's property), employee interactions were strictly consent-only. This helped keep the lines clear, and everyone respected them.
Kendra leaned in first, and Heather met her lips right in front of me, conveniently below my eyeline so I could still watch the bitch as she played with her nipples, clearly not understanding how hard her task was. I rested my hands on Heather and Kendra's asses as the two of them made out for a couple minutes. I enjoyed my view, watching as they fought for dominance over each other with nothing but simple kissing and groping. Kendra would bite Heather's lip, Heather would lightly twist Kendra's nipple, and the two would break their kiss to laugh, only to go right back in. The Toy also watched, clearly conflicted with the realization that she was enjoying what was happening.
Somehow, Kendra still managed to keep her eye on the Toy, because at the five minute mark, she broke their kiss and said, "Oh, look at her! She's getting close!" Sure enough, the Toy's breathing had grown labored. Kendra moved up to her ear. "You're so close, aren't you, bitch? You'd love to cum, but your master told you you can't." A whine came from the Toy's lips. "P... Please..." she whispered. "Please let me cum." Kendra laughed. "No, you stupid bitch. You can't cum, and you can't stop the vibrator." Pleasurable agony crossed the Toy's face as it reddened from her concentration. "I... I don't think I can make it." Kendra looked at me and shrugged. "Well, you're going to have to figure something out. If you cum right now, I will do EVERYTHING in my power to make sure your master never lets you cum again, and I can be VERY persuasive." She gave me a wink. I watched the Toy with rapt attention, as did Heather. I knew what Kendra was playing at, and I was curious to see what the Toy would do. Kendra, clearly wanting to get the show she was hoping for, gently guided her along. She took the Toy's hand and guided it to her perky breast. Then, Kendra slowly squeezed the Toy's hand, which in turn squeezed the breast.
The lightbulb turned on. Immediately, the Toy's other hand found her other boob, and she started squeezing them as hard as she could. Pained groans came from her mouth as Kendra smirked and joined Heather and me. "God I love watching them mangle their own tits," the sadistic woman said. For the rest of the time, the three of us watched with unfettered attention as the redhead furiously attacked her own breasts and nipples to stave off her impending orgasm. Deep scratches and bruises stood in stark contrast to my Toy's pale skin. Somehow, she managed to ride the edge through to the ten minute mark. The Toy, whose eyes were sealed shut in concentration, had lost all sense of time. Kendra gestured to each of the bitch's legs, then to Heather and me. We understood. We maneuvered and gently secured her legs open, while Kendra grabbed the champagne bottle.
"Alright, bitch. Your time is almost up." Kendra informed. "When your master says so, you can cum. Do you understand?" An unintelligible response came from the Toy's mouth. "Very well. You may cum... NOW!" As soon as the word left my mouth, the bitch tried to clamp her legs shut to enjoy her orgasm. Instead, Heather and I held them open. At the same time, Kendra removed the vibrator, removing the source of pleasure. As the cherry on top of the ruined orgasm, Kendra aimed the champagne bottle between the Toy's legs and popped the cork, sending it straight into her overstimulated clit. There were few things that turned me on as much as a girl's ruined orgasm, and Kendra had just manufactured the best one I had ever witnessed.
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Kendra poured the three of us glasses from the newly opened bottle. Then, she took her glass and placed it against the Toy's leaking and abused pussy. She waited for some of the juices to leak into the glass before pulling it away. Heather and I looked at her confused. "What?" she asked. "Ruined cum helps bring out the flavor." She winked at the both of us before raising her glass. "Cheers to the best lead training team that Lawson Logistics has ever seen! May our girls be slutty, and our orgasms be a-plenty!" Heather and I laughed. "Here here!" we said as we clinked our glasses together and drank. At that moment, I knew that I was going to have the best time of my life with this job.