Message-ID: <42068asstr$1051258204@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <20030425022357.5637.qmail@web21003.mail.yahoo.com> From: Don MIME-Version: 1.0 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 24 Apr 2003 19:23:57 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Company Playthings SciFi MF MMF MF Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2003 04:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Back by popular demand(?), another Plaything story. As usual, this is a work of erotic fiction, which is intended for the private pleasure of the audience. Any distribution without the express permission of the commissioner is prohibited. No animals were harmed in writing this story. Enjoy. ********************************* When Scott, the Chief Executive Officer of Triangle Systems, entered his office, the Plaything of the day, Muriel, was already there. "Nothing today until after the sales meeting, Muriel. I'm sorry," he said. Muriel was disappointed. She liked being a Plaything for Scott. She had working in a public brothel before joining Triangle, and preferred working for a company. The pay was not as great, but the work was easier and the people nicer. Like most Playthings, Muriel wore a brief robe, which barely covered her middle. She was built for sex. She had firm oval breasts, and an enlarged clitoris. She had been genetically modified and trained to provide and receive sexual pleasure. However, she could not conceive children. Playthings were not as intelligent as productive members of society, so they tended to specialize in personal service. Muriel did not actually get any of the money personally. Rather, it went to a non-profit foundation to meet the needs of Playthings. The foundation protected their welfare, prevented exploitation, and provided for a pension in retirement. Triangle set up a company brothel, with male (studs) and female (whores) Playthings, as one of the perks for its employees. Scott believed the company should provide subsidized sex for the same reasons it provides subsidized health care and lunch. Each day, one of the whores would visit Scott. He used them himself, or would share them with customers and other officers. The company was part of consortium which designed and manufactured robotic trucks and automobiles. Because almost all the manufacturing was done by other robots, fewer than 2000 people produced all the cars in the country. Robotic manufacture, along with robotic food production, limited the opportunities for rewarding employment. This limitation was met by strict population control. Playthings permitted people to decouple sex with procreation, without regimentation or oppression. Company officers came and left Scott's office. Muriel crawled up to them and attempted to fondle them between their legs. Some would permit her to pleasure them, but some indicated that they would prefer another time. Muriel was confused. She could tell the people were tense and her job was to relieve that tension. She did not know that the tension was due to poorer than expected sales forecasts. Scott believed that the situation was not that bad, but he could not be sure until after the meeting. Scott told Muriel, "I'm going to the meeting now. Don't let any body fuck you until I get back. Hopefully, I'll be in a better mood then." Scott actually liked Muriel, and considered her one of his favorite whores. He was divorced, and had a daughter who lived with her mother in another part of the country. The company whores were his principal sexual outlet. With Scott gone, Muriel had nothing to do except watch computer entertainment and pornography. When an executive trainee came in, Muriel eyed him eagerly. He was used to seeing her in the brothel, but not in the executive suite. He said, "Muriel, if you're alone, can we have sex here rather than me going down to the brothel?" She replied, "No. Scott told me not to fuck any body." He said, "In that case, maybe you could pleasure me with your mouth?" "Yeah. I could do that. That would not be fucking. Come here." The trainee walked over to her and pulled down his fly. Muriel placed her expert tongue around his prick. She licked and sucked him so thoroughly that he had no trouble releasing a torrent of cum into her mouth. She drank it as if it were water. However, she rinsed out her mouth in case Scott came back from her meeting early. When he did return he was in a much better mood. The sales figures were better than expected, causing everyone to get a bonus. He sat in his chair and signaled Muriel to come next to him. Her encounter with the trainee had left her excited and eager. She crawled up to him. He opened his legs, letting her rub the mound of his penis. She opened his fly and lowered his trousers. Scott stood up to let her remove them entirely. "Suck it. Get me really excited for you," Scott instructed. She slowly engulfed his prick. Unlike with the trainee, she wanted it to last for Scott so he could be at the pitch of excitement without have an orgasm. She worked her lips around his circumference, sucking at the sensitive areas. Scott leaned back in his chair, trusting her to work her magic. "Muriel, you are the best whore we have," Scott said with satisfaction. "Thank you. I try to be a good whore for you." She continued to lick him, especially on the end. She was driving him crazy. He had to do something before he came all over her mouth. "Help me get undressed," he said. She removed his shoes and shirt, leaving him naked. He stood up to embrace her. He pulled her to him, and started to pump his pelvis at hers. He then opened her robe and marveled at her naked body. He played with her breasts, kissing them. He then backed her against the desk. "I want you now, Muriel," he said. He stood in front of her. He fingered her shaved pussy. She opened her legs and placed her knees on his hips. He easily entered her moist hole. She heaved a gratified sigh. As he began to pump into her, her sighs degenerated into squeals of delight. Her body began to vibrate, as if her cunt had flicked on an orgasmic engine. She pulled him tight, letting wave after wave of erotic delight roll over her body. Scott pushed her down on the desk, so he could freely play with her tits. Just then, three other executives came into the office. Scott had neglected to close the door. James called out, "Scott, turn her over so we can all have a chance." Scott muttered, "Wait your turn or go down the brothel." They did not have long to wait. Scott was about to explode. He grunted as he thrust into Muriel. His prick was squirting like a fountain. He bathed her eager cunt with white honey. Scott continued to thrust until he had emptied himself of pleasure. But only when he pulled out did Muriel cease her buzzing. Muriel said, quietly, "That was the best sex I've had all month, I think." For her all sex was good, and she had difficulty differentiating this month from last month. By then James and his friend Roderick were naked on the couch. But the third executive, Amy just stood there. She said, "I'm going down to find one of the studs." James replied, "Amy, I'll be your stud." She had had an affair with him several years ago, but decided that she could not mix business with pleasure. Since then she got married and generally avoided sex with any one except her husband and studs. She said, "I'd rather trust a professional. Besides, I'm off my contraceptive." That was not quite true. She had stopped the contraceptive recently, but there was still some in her body. She wanted to have a second baby. Although sex was separated from procreation, marriage was not. An unmarried woman was only allowed to have one child, and an unmarried man was not allowed to have any. Only married women were allowed to have two. If she had a third child, or if an unmarried woman had a second, the baby might be taken from her and raised as a Plaything. Until she got married, Amy had no objection to having sex with any willing partner, but the thought of conceiving a baby with any man besides her husband was abhorrent. Because studs were sterile, she did not have to worry. Besides she could be selfish with a stud. She could trust him to take care of his own pleasure. With her husband or with another lover, she would have to give to him as well as receive. Scott went to the bathroom to clean himself off. He had planned to get dressed and send Muriel back to the brothel. But instead, he put on a lounging jacket and watched his favorite whore pleasure his associates. Jack and Roderick sat side by side with Muriel on her knees between them. She moved back and forth, bathing them with her oral magic. Soon, their pricks were at attention and ready to march. Rod moved behind Muriel, and positioned himself above her well lubricated pussy. He entered her easily, forcing her face down onto Jack. Muriel adjusted to the dual assault. Because of the pleasure she had received from Scott, she was not quite as sensitive. Nevertheless, her orgasmic engine easily ignited, until it gained full speed. Rod began banging into her, using her tits as handles. She used Rod's rhythm to go down on Jack. Every thrust from him caused her mouth to fill with Jack's prick. Jack held her head in place, also controlling her movement. Muriel let Rod fill her with pleasure, and she wanted to give the same pleasure to Jack. Because she was an experienced whore, she was able to give and receive at the same time. "I love what you're doing to me," Jack said. "You have the best cunt in the brothel," Rod added. The human chain began moving faster, as Rod pounded her cunt. He was on the verge of releasing his cum into her deep pussy. Jack was taking a bit longer. As soon as Rod achieved his release, Muriel was able to concentrate more on Jack. She used her hands and lips to stroke him until he could not stand any more. The pressure on his balls were unbearable. His dam burst suddenly, pouring his cum over her mouth and chest. Muriel licked as much as she could. She also licked Rod clean, when he resumed his seat on the couch. Meanwhile, Amy called to see if her favorite stud was available. When she found that Stuart was free, she went to his room. Stuart was the youngest stud in the brothel, but he had enough experience to satisfy Amy. Like the female Playthings, Stuart just wore a short robe. He was not tall, but he was well built, with powerful arms. As soon as she got to his room, Amy removed her all her clothes except her panties. She pranced up to him, with her arms back, thrusting her tits. She described what she saw her friends do to Muriel. Then she said, "Take me, Stuart. Ravish me. I need it. Don't show me any mercy." Stuart pulled her to him, holding her to his pelvis. Amy reached down for his prick. It soon expanded like a balloon, until it was as large as a ripe pineapple. "You have to most wondrous prick, Stuart. Use it on me," Amy said. First Stuart want to make sure she was moist and excited. He pushed her against a soft wall in his room, and knelt down to remove her panties. He made her stand with her legs apart, so he could study her slit. He moved his fingers around the edges, and then placed his mouth square in the middle. She picked up one leg and let it rest on his shoulder. That gave him complete access to her clitoris. Amy closed her eyes and let the tension mount in her pelvis. She was enjoying it, but this was not the encounter she had planned. She pulled off his robe. "Ravish me with your monstrous prick," she demanded. Stuart stood in front of her. He bent his knees until he had positioned his prick below her pussy. He then pushed into her, almost lifting her off the ground. He gripped her in his powerful arms until she was resting on his hips. He banged her against the wall, leaving her helpless against his assaults. She screamed, "Yes, Yes, Fuck me. Fuck me hard." His prick scraped against the edges of her pussy. Each time he pushed into her, the friction set up a fire in her pussy. The heat sent her into convulsions of pleasure. "Make me cum," she demanded. Her orgasm roared through her body. "Don't stop. I need some more," she urged. As a stud, Stuart had the ability to pump continuously, without cuming. He lowered her to the ground, but did not pull out. Instead he left her shoulders on the floor, while he stood with her legs on his hips. Again, she was deliciously helpless. Stuart used his prick like a battering ram, repeatedly banging into her. Amy screamed as came again. She was not sure she could take another orgasm, but she was willing to try. "Do me one more, " she urged. Amy was sweating with effort and breathing hard. "Use me for your own pleasure," Amy said, trying to catch her breath. That gave Stuart permission to cum himself. He could have gone longer, but his pleasure was building too. A stud was trained to last until his partner was ready. He let his pressure grow. Soon, he released a torrent of cum into her hot pussy. When she felt herself being soaked in semen, Amy shook with another orgasm. Stuart lowered her body to the floor, and pulled out of her pussy. Amy lay there for several minutes, satisfied but exhausted. Stuart lifted her up and put his on his bed and lay next to her. He held her for several minutes, until she felt together enough to get up. "Thank you, Stuart. That was wonderful, as usual." "You're welcome, Ms Amy." Those were the first words he said all afternoon. Amy showered and dressed. She went back to the executive wing to see her colleagues. There she found Muriel naked in a hot tub with the officers. Muriel floated there, glassy eyed, in a post orgasmic daze, muttering repeatedly, "Please sir, no more. Please let me rest." All of the men had fucked and played with her until her pussy was sore and her pelvic muscles exhausted. Scott called, "Amy, why don't you get undressed and join us? Your group earned us the big bonus." She replied, "No thanks. I am already well fucked by my Plaything, and apparently, so are you by yours." The men rubbed their large but flaccid penises against Muriel's breasts, to no avail. Amy called the brothel to get them to retrieve Muriel. When the executives realized that the play with their Plaything was over, they also dressed to go home. __________________________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? The New Yahoo! Search - Faster. Easier. Bingo http://search.yahoo.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+