Message-ID: <3162eli$9708200921@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Rogrtipe@ix.netcom.com (Roger T. Pipe) Subject: [story] ROG REPOST- ALL MY STORIES- 3D TAMMY AT WORK 4/6 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <33f95c78.16295105@nntp.netcruiser> *********************************************************** WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING-WARNING This story contains descriptive scenes of sex, some non consentual, and is intened as ADULT entertainment. If this sorr of material offends you or you are under age. DON'T READ ANY FURTHER OR DOWNLOAD. By the way, the story is FICTION!!!!! The author does not condone the below activites....it's a story for God's sake get over it. As always, comment or suggestions are welcome on alt.sex.stories.d or EMail. Enjoy........ Roger P. Tipe TAMMY AT WORK PART 4 When Tammy awoke the next morning, she was lying in her front seat, still half clothed in her ripped outfit. Her entire body ached from the abuse she had taken. Tammy was thankful the other girls did not leave her on the side of the road. Left alone in that part of town, she surly would have been killed. A shiver ran up her spine as she thought of the sort of things that could have happened. As it was, however, all that she had been forced to do was get a few girls off, an act she could certainly live with. In fact, she had rather enjoyed most of it. There was another problem she had to deal with at the moment. Her watch told her that she had only twenty minutes until she was to report for her morning meeting with Mr. Lee. Being late for that could be a disaster, but how could she go into the office dressed like this. Thinking quickly, Tammy decided it would be better to show up in her going home to daddy clothes than in these rags, she crawled into her back seat and dressed in the conservative suit she kept there. David was clearly displeased with he dress, and punished Tammy by forcing her to strip and submit to a good spanking before giving his morning blow job. When she finished, he allowed her to clean herself up in the executive washroom before returning to her job. This act of kindness confused Tammy a bit, until David explained to her that sometime in the next few days, she would be called upon to help him close a huge deal. Perhaps, she thought, he might even want to use her mind for this one, although deep down she figured she would be a prize fuck toy to help close the sale. Either way, she was happy to hear that she would be kept looking more respectable for the next few days. When she was out of the office, David quickly got on the intercom and called his mid level executives in for a special meeting. With the big merger coming up, they needed a break. He sat back in the chair and smiled broadly, knowing that in a few moments, a dozen men would be leering at Tammy's body while she showered. The surveillance system he had installed in there was a good way to let the executives get a first hand look at any particularly good piece of new meat. He knew that Tammy's luscious body would have each of these men doing their best to impress David in the hope that he might turn young Tammy over to them. That, however, was not part of the plan. II At the same time the male executives were drooling all over themselves to the sight of Tammy soaping up her perfect breasts, Stephanie Hughes was just finishing up her discussion with Rene. The recount of last nights abuse of young Tammy made Stephanie pleased with her selection of Rene as an element of torment. It also made her panties soaked. After being dismissed, Rene passed a tall, thin, young black man. Rene knew that his name was Samuel Taylor. She had always frightened Rene whenever she saw him. He had a dark, brooding, angry look that always made her think he would rather kill her than say hello. Just the sight of him, made her skin break out in goose flesh. She blushed slightly because along with a feeling of fear, Rene also wanted him to fuck her more than anything. Inside the office, Stephanie began to speak to Samuel about some of the things he had noticed about the new girl. It made him feel a bit uneasy to be going over his own superior's head on this matter, however Ms. Hughes seemed genuinely interested in hearing him out. Besides, he had his suspicions that Woody felt much the same way as that new bitch in regards to the black employees he supervised. When Samuel had finished, Stephanie leaned back in her chair and said with utmost sincerity, "You do seem to have a point. We may very well have a bad apple in our bunch. I hate to see that, it's terrible for morale, and it offends me deeply on a personal level." Samuel saw the expression on her face become very serious. Stephanie leaned forward in her chair. "There is one problem however." She said. "You see, we both know that Tammy is a racist little ladder climber with a plan to sleep her way up to the top. On the other hand, she does have the ear of Mr. Lee, she has somehow become rather fond of her. Not in a sexual way of course, but in a much deeper way. You see Samuel, this is confidential information, but I feel I can tell you. Tammy is the daughter of Oliver Douglas, President of Douglas Enterprises." Allowing that piece of information to sink in, she continued. "You see, she is providing us with some valuable information about her father's dealings. This makes her far too valuable for me to fire the little bitch, as much as I would love to." Samuel was beginning to understand why Tammy was here, but he was still unclear as to what he was to do in all of this. "You mean, we can't even report her for obvious racial misconduct?" He asked. Stephanie laughed aloud. "Oh dear no Samuel. You miss my point. First of all, she is allowed to bring coffee to whomever she pleases. It's not even her job. Just because she thinks like her father about minorities, is no reason to fire her." Confused, Samuel tried to speak up but was cut off by Stephanie. "What I am trying to say Samuel, is that Tammy is too valuable to fire. However, a woman like her, I mean with her twisted views of the races, should be taught a good lesson don't you think?" He was not entirely sure what to say, and only nodded in response. "Do you know what I am talking about Samuel? Do you think that you and some of the other offended workers could arrange a little lesson for Ms. Douglas?" "I don't think I am following you Ms. Hughes, you just said we can't do anything." HE replied. She shook her head. "No Samuel, what I said was there was no legal actions we could take. You see, someone like her needs to be dealt with in a more private way. One might even say that someone needs to show her the light about racial relations." She smiled wickedly and Samuel began to envision the sort of plan he hope she had in mind. "You mean she needs some extensive counseling?" He asked. "One might call it that. Perhaps even some group therapy, if you get my meaning." Samuel's smile broadened. "Oh yes, I get your meaning, but can you guarantee the group in question will not be disciplined in any way." Stephanie leaned in close and spoke in barely above a whisper. "Sam, you get some of the boys to gang rape that bitch and I'll see to it you all get a much bigger Christmas bonus." "And no chance Mr. Lee will decided to do his own discipling of us. That little whore isn't worth one of us losing our jobs." "You have my word Samuel." Stephanie replied, her smile becoming less menacing. "Care to seal the deal?" "Just what did you have in mind Ms. Hughes?" Stephanie stood up slowly and began to unbutton her blazer. "I've never been one of those 'seal it with a kiss' women, if you know what I mean." she said, her voice low and throaty. "Yes, I believe I know exactly what you mean." He said, standing and removing his own shirt. Stephanie watched him as his bare, full chest was revealed. In his mid thirties, Samuel still kept in great shape and was more than slightly attractive. "I'm going to get a little extra in this bargin." She thought to herself as she stripped off her blouse, leaving her with only her lacy white bra covering her tits. She paused when she noticed that Samuel had stopped undressing. "Don't stop on my account." She said. "Just waiting for you to catch up pretty lady." He replied curtly. In the world of cooperate America, she could crush him without batting an eye. They both knew that, but once the curtain had been pulled, and they had entered the world of sexual power, they were equals. Stephanie like the fact that Samuel seemed to know it. She had been weakly fucked by too many men who saw her all powerful and in turn were unable to treat her like a woman in need of sex. There would be no such problems with Samuel. Stephanie unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor, exposing her breasts. She had worked as hard on keeping her body in shape as she had on advancing her career and it showed. For a woman her age, Stephanie's breasts showed little signs of any sagging. The result of a very good plastic surgeon no doubt, Samuel mused. Her nipples were long and thin, sticking way out from her body towards him as if singling him out for some hot office fun. Stephanie circled slowly around to the front of her desk. She like what she saw in this strong, black man, and she knew how good she looked. No one in the company could resist her combination of sexuality and power. He was no exception. Both of them reached for their zippers at the same time, lowering them and dropping their lower garments in unison like some bizarre synchronized sexual dance. Stephanie's skirt hit the floor and she gracefully stepped away from it while Samuel struggled a bit to get his shoes off and free himself from his pants. Stephanie smirked a bit at his struggle. A sly, subtle reminder of who was in control that Samuel swore would come back to haunt her in a few minutes. As they stood before each other in only their underwear, Samuel in his loose boxers and Stephanie in a high cut lace pair of panties, they both sized each other up. Samuel had been fucking white women for years, and loved the way they seemed to appreciate his muscular physique, but this was a treat. Stephanie Hughes was a big shot business woman with power and influence. It was going to be a pleasure to fuck her sweet cunt. Stephanie had a regular stable of men to service her needs, each one had been picked for their various talents. In this mail room worker, she found a man with a great body and a sizable bulge in his boxers. Oh she was going to love this. "Well," She said impatiently. "Let's take a look at what you've got." Smiling confidently, Samuel pulled down his underwear in one motion, leaving him completely exposed. His cock, although only half hard, was an impressive sight in deed. "Very nice." Said Stephanie, staring down at the dark pole, which hovered almost straight out, growing a bit harder by the second. "It's not much to look at now Ms. Hughes." He said playfully, "But once it gets good and hard, it should be enough to make a pretty white woman like you wish you were born in Compton." "I wouldn't be too proud of that piece of meat there Samuel. 'I've been fucked by some of the biggest and the best in the business." She said, removing her panties, revealing a well trimmed patch of dark pubic hair covering a set of already wet pussy lips. Stephanie rubbed her lips playfully, showing Samuel her wetness. "Looks like you've got a bit of a head start on me Ms. Hughes. Care to rectify the situation?" He asked, grasping the shaft of his hardening cock and holding it out for like an offering. Stephanie sat in a chair and beckoned for Samuel to come over to her. A subtle gesture, but Stephanie was not about to fall to her knees for this man, no matter how much she wanted him. It was bad enough that she was allowing herself to suck his cock. She had long ago learned that something as intimate as oral sex was a sign of power. After a few years of bruised knees from countless boardroom blowjobs, she had spent the last few years receiving plenty of oral attention, but not giving much head herself. Somehow, this felt like a good time to change that. The black man approached Stephanie slowly, watching her face as she stared at his cock. He was used to condescending white bitches playing cool with him, but he knew that once the clothes cam off, they were equals. If anything, Samuel always felt like he had the advantage. After all, Stephanie was the one fucking down on the ladder, she obviously wanted him for more than a simple career move. From the hungry look in her eyes as the tip of his cock brushed against her lips, he was sure that what she wanted from him right now was a healthy helping of his ebony rod. She helped herself to a mouthful of him, parting her deep red lips and slipping them over the swollen purple head of his rapidly growing prick. Stephanie swabbed the hot round flesh with her tongue, enjoying the feel of a cock in her mouth like she hadn't done in far too long. She loved the feel of it growing in her mouth, instant response to her sexual prowess. Before it was even all the way hard, Stephanie could tell that there would be more cock here than she could take in her mouth. Her pussy began to flood at the thought of having this growing monster inside of her. "Yeah, that's it Ms. Hughes, suck my big cock. You have a nice mouth for an executive. I guess all the guys were wrong when they said you were only good for kissing ass. Now I can tell them that you are also good at dick sucking." She stopped briefly, rubbing his spit slicked prick against her lips. "You tell a soul about this and I'll have your ass fired so fast you won't even have time to think. Got it?" She snapped. "Yeah sure baby, anything you say. It'll be our little secret. Now you just keep right on sucking." She wasn't wild about being given orders, but she was enjoying his cock. Returning to the task, Stephanie sucked half of the shaft into her mouth and bathed him in her spit. The big black prick filled her mouth to the brim as she inhaled as much of it as she could. To her own pleasant surprise, there were a good two inches of fat dick more than she could take into her hot mouth. It had been so song since she had been fucked really well by such a monster cock. Samuel really wanted to just shove the whole thing down Stephanie's throat. Bitches like her were almost as bad as ones like Tammy, always assuming that just because they are white, the automatically means that he has to have them. In this case, it happened to be true, but it still pissed him off. If she were not his superior at work, he would have throat fucked her tight then and there until he screamed for mercy. Instead, he made another suggestion. "Get up on the desk, I want to fuck you now." Stephanie thought for a moment about demanding some oral pleasure for herself, but something told her that she had best simply obey this man. Samuel had always been a loyal employee, but somehow Stephanie just knew that at this point, he was going to do as he pleased, and she decided to go along with it. Standing for a moment, Stephanie looked up into his dark eyes and saw a man who was determined to fuck her like mad. It both frightened and excited her to near climax. She sat herself down on the edge of her desk, her ass resting close to the side so that her pussy was easily accessible. Fucking in this position was a staple of office couplings. Samuel had a slight variation on the standard position however, and grabbed each of her calves, pulling them up until Stephanie's ankles rested on his broad shoulders. He knew this was his cock would penetrate even deeper into the beautiful executive's pussy. Stephanie braced herself with her hands on the desk as Samuel rubbed the fat head of his prick against her moist lips, lubing it up until it shone with a combination of her spit and her flowing pussy juices. As Samuel pushed his cock slowly into Stephanie, a wonderful warmth spread throughout her body. In her longing to bed Woody, she had neglected her other lovers, and thus denied herself the pleasure of a good fucking. His prick felt hot and hard inside her, and it filled her so well, With her legs in this position, she could feel him penetrate all the way to her cervix, where he bumped roughly. Stephanie couldn't help but smile thinking of how he would use this monster tool to torture Tammy's slutty pussy and ass hole. These wicked thoughts brought her to the edge off orgasm , and with the slightest touch of her clit, Stephanie Hughes moaned her way through her first climax. It was almost too easy for Samuel. He had made her cum so quickly that he was sure he could get away with almost anything now. "Didn't even have to eat her pussy." He thought as he slammed his thick cock into her deeply, loving the way it hit bottom. Such a fine woman was a rare and special thing, and he wasn't going to waste time pretending to be a subtle lover. He had wanted to fuck her for a long time and this was probably going to be his last chance. As he increased his speed, Stephanie's tits started bouncing around obscenely. Looking for something to divert his attention, Samuel grabbed Stephanie's nipples and began to tweak them roughly. His fingers groped at the stiff nubs, pinching and twisting just a little harder than he thought she really wanted. His little power play did not pass her unaware, but somehow the rough way he treated her, made her cum even harder the second time. By now, she was grinding her hips on the desk, to meet him in his thrusting. This man knew how to use his big cock on a woman, Moans of delight escaped Stephanie's lips as Samuel kept fucking her through a third climax. Using his strong arms, Samuel grabbed Stephanie by the ass and lifted her up off the table as he continued to fuck her. She had to struggle to hold her balance, but the way he was taking her was so primal and so passionate the she didn't care. In fact, she was well on her way to a fourth orgasm, which would have placed Samuel in the upper echelons of her lovers, when he dropped her back down on the desk. His cock popped out of her pussy loudly, spraying some of her juices across her desk and onto her stomach. Stephanie ached instantly at the emptiness she felt inside, but did not have time to voice her protests. Samuel flipped her over onto her stomach, pushing down and holding Stephanie still while he reinserted his pole. She so loved be fucked this way that she nearly came before he had completed his first stroke. Yes, Samuel would be back in her office for many private meetings. Perhaps he would even become her personal assistant once the big merger took place. The only big merger on Samuel's mind was the impending one between his cum and Ms. Hughes pussy. The way she kept looking back at him told him that she wanted to know when it was time. Samuel was tempted to tell her to turn around so that she could take his load on her face, however, her interest in his climax gave him a better idea. "Are you ready for me to shoot baby?" he asked her. He could feel her try to squirm away. "Cum on my tits." she said, trying to twist her body. This was what Samuel had been searching for. Apparently Ms. Hughes did not want his load inside of her. That could mean that she was not on the pill. He was hoping so. A bit of fear just might take the edge off of this bitch. He held he in place with his strong hands as he pumped even deeper. "What are you doing?" Stephanie asked, struggling a bit. Then a flash of realization hit her just as Samuel plunged all the way in and held his cock still. He was going to cum inside of her. "Hey don't you..." But she was too late. The flood of hot cum that shot from Samuel's prick filled her pussy like a hose. Even though she knew there was an outside chance the man would get her pregnant, Stephanie found herself unable to stop the climax. She would just have to deal with the consequences later. By the time Samuel stopped cumming, his seed had filled Stephanie's womb and was leaking out around the edges, dribbling down her thighs. She was going to feel sloppy from his cum all day. A fact that made Samuel smile once more. He pulled his big prick out of her, releasing a wave of fresh sperm down her legs. Before she could get up, he wiped himself clean on her ass, popping her with it one last time before gathering his clothes. By the time Stephanie composed herself enough to stand up and turn around, Samuel was at the door. "You just better make sure that little bitch gets it much worse than you just gave it to me or I'll have your head on a stick." She hissed at him. Samuel turned and smiled at her, seeing the business woman all flushed from her climaxes, a growing pool of his cum at her feet. "Yes ma'am, whatever you say." Then he was gone. Stephanie sighed and collapsed in her chair after he closed the door. III Now cleaned up, and unaware of the number of men who had leered at her while she showered, Tammy was back at her terminal. She had taken great pains to avoid the glances of all the girls, especially Rene. She could feel every eye bore into her back as she worked. Somehow they all knew what she had been through with the boss and with the girls. It was so unbearably humiliating to her that she fought back tears as she did her work. Just before lunch, a note was delivered to Tammy at her terminal. It was instructions from Mr. Lee. She was to take a box of lunches down to the mailroom and pass out lunches to each of the men on her list. She was not to speak to anyone not on her list and was to "redeem all tickets." Tammy was unsure of the last instruction, but was sure that it was not good news. As she stood up to leave for her assignment, the stares and whispers began again. Tammy had to use all of her self control not to blot from the room in tears. Outside of the office, she found the large box with a dozen or so lunches, all with names written on them. Her entrance into the mailroom was greeted with the usual open mouthed stares and the occasional whistle from a daring worker. Their eyes worked her over as she politely passed out her 'homemade' lunches to the workers on her list. So careful was Tammy not to break the rules by speaking to anyone not on the list, that she did not even notice that only the white workers were given a lunch. This did not escape Samuel, or the few workers he had already let in on their little surprise party. The last lunch was to be delivered to Woody, so Tammy knocked on the door of his office and smiled. "Come on in." He said, closing the door behind her. "I missed you last night." He said when she was inside. "I know." Tammy replied, embarrassed as the memories of her ordeal came flooding back. "I got a bit sidetracked. Can we try it again sometime." Before Woody could answer, there was a knock on the door. One of the workers poked his head in. "What is it?" Woody asked, visibly irritated. The worker smiled and motioned towards Tammy. "I need a word with her." Tammy dismissed herself and joined the other young man outside the office. "Yes?" She asked. The man handed her a slip of paper. "I think I'll take it now if that is all right." He said smiling broadly. Tammy looked down at the piece of paper. Typed neatly on it was "Good for one hot blowjob from Tammy." Her signature was below the words. Her mind reeled. So this is what Mr. Lee meant by redeeming tickets. How many had he given out? She was about to slap the man across his stupid face, when she realized that David was surely watching her. If she disobeyed him, he'd send all the awful tapes to her daddy. She really had not choice. Fighting back the tears, Tammy led the young man to a storage closet and closed the door. "You're really going to do it?" He asked in amazement. "Unless you tell me not to." Tammy replied hopefully as she fell to her knees. "Not a chance." He said laughing. "I'd have to be crazy or something." Without a word, Tammy fished his cock out of his pants. It was already hard in her hands as her lips touched the swollen head. She couldn't believe what she was doing. David had now farmed her out as a plaything for the mailroom staff. Plus, he was making her look like the biggest slut on the planet in the meantime. Her lips and tongue worked quickly on the man's cock. She had once loved to suck cock, and now, it had become such a degrading act, Tammy could barely believe it had once made her cum. Still, the feel of a hard, hot cock in her mouth was better than some of the things she had endured that week. Using her talented mouth and hands on the young worker, had him hot and ready to shoot his seed in a matter of minutes. At least it wouldn't last long, she thought, wanting to be back in the office with Woody. As he grunted loudly, Tammy took the dick deep in her throat and tickled the sensitive underside with the tip of her tongue, producing the desired effect. His body stiffened, and his prick began to dance in her mouth, shooting jets of hot cum into her mouth and down her throat. As she had been trained to do, Tammy gulped down his load, not spilling a drop, sucking him until his cock began to shrivel between her lips. Tammy smiled up at him and tucked his prick back in his pants. "Thank you." He said, still out of breath. "That was really great. You really are quite a slut aren't you?" His words stung her. She wasn't a slut. In normal circumstances, she would never have sucked him off. She was being coerced into this. She wanted to spit in his face, but all she could do was turn away and open the closet door. Waiting outside of the door, Tammy was shocked to find three of the other lunch recipients, all with big grins on their faces, all with slips of paper in their hands. END OF PART FOUR -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /