"A Quiet Morning" (Art)

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

I'm thinking about writing again- do you guys like stories better in 1st person or 3rd person?

 Hey all, I find myself slowly warming to the idea of writing again, and I've got an idea in mind.  But would you guys rather have your femdom stories written in 1st person, or 3rd person?

1st person is like "Veronica reached over and grabbed MY cock, her slick fingers playing with just the head, driving me absolutely crazy.  It felt even better than my own hand!"

3rd person is like "Veronica reached over and grabbed JEFF'S cock, her slick fingers playing with just the tip, driving him absolutely crazy!  It felt even better than HIS own hand!"

1st person lets you get deep inside one character's head, hear his internal thoughts and motivations.  But some people can't feel immersed that way. 

3rd person is more like watching a movie or a play, you're observing people's actions from outside, and revealing thoughts are a little more clunky.  But you can hop into rooms where the main character isn't, which is needed for a larger cast, where things happen when some characters aren't around.  

Other Option: "Don't Care"

I'm fully expecting this to be split exactly in thirds, 33% for 1st, 33% for 3rd, 33% for Don't Care, but if you have strong preferences, comment below!  (I tried to add a poll to Blogspot but every company wanted to charge me to host a poll site and that's rubbish.)  

Don't expect the story for a while though, it's a planned 2025 story, I'm just doing the pre-plannin now.  

Thanks all, and hope everyone is keeping safe!

VOTE BELOW!

A- I'D LIKE FEMDOM STORIES TO BE IN FIRST PERSON

B- I'D LIKE FEMDOM STORIES TO BE IN THIRD PERSON

C- I DON'T REALLY CARE

New Roommate (Art)

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Short Thoughts (Powers)

I love giving blowjobs to small dicked guys. 

Not only are little cocks so EASY to get-

-I'm a 9 most days, maybe a 10 when I'm ovulating-

-most shy nerds practically cream their pants when they realize they have a chance with me-

-but they're also so EASY to EMBARRASS- 

And embarrassment is like a vibrator right to my pussy.

I always love how nervous they get when I'm on my knees unzipping their straining fly-

-like there's a cute tiny little secret they're ashamed to show me-

-not that I hadn't discreetly checked him on out down there already-

An accidental bump of my ass against the empty space in his crotch-

The grind of my smooth hard thigh as we're dancing-

A quick cup of my hand against his straining cock through his slacks while we're making out, which always makes the little guys blush and gasp-

I always know what my 'little conquests' are packing down there before I pull them aside!

Anything more than a handful is a waste, if you're looking for SPH!

But the LOOK on their faces-

-when a big breasted, long-legged, supermodel 9/10 blonde in a clubbing dress that barely covers her tits and ass pushes them into the backseat of their car and is eagerly pulling down their zipper-

Sometimes I do it slow to make them squirm-

Sometimes I do it fast to make them gasp!

But they're always blushing (and rock hard) when I finally reveal their BIG, THROBBING, POWERFUL-

-four inches or so.  

"Oh My GOD is THAT IT?!" I usually laugh, giving them some fast strokes and a warm lick while they're blushing!

"OH WOW HE'S SO CUTE!" I howl, before sucking their straining cock with a tight seal and swirling my hot tongue around their super-sensitive shaft while smirking and laughing-

Little dicks are always so sensitive-

But I don't hold back, I always give them my best head game-

Reinforcing their fears while giving them the best head of their life, just to lock these little dicks into the SPH lifestyle-

-to make sure they seek it out, from any future girlfriends!

I twist pleasure and humiliation together so tightly inside their helpless minds-

-it will be the fastest way to make them hard from here on out!

Maybe hopefully-

-the ONLY way!

"Oh wow you've got such a CUTE little one!" I say, lovingly licking their always flowing pre-cum off the top of their sensitive head.  "I can deep throat you no problem!  You're like, HALF the size of my last boyfriend!" I giggled, while stroking them with my soft hand oh so fast. 

Because the other thing about little dicks is that they're ALWAYS premature with a girl like me. 

And the thing about me is that I always lean into it-

I never give a guy a break once I've pulled down his briefs to reveal his little nub and gotten my lips on it-

I'm giving him the full Gluck-Gluck 9000, just as if he had a beautiful eight inches-

Tight sloppy drooly seal with my beautiful red dick sucking lips-

Non-STOP head motion with my tongue swirling like crazy and my lips PULLING him forward with every bob-

Playing with his balls PERFECTLY in the way all guys love, pressing on that taint with my long manicured feminine fingers like I was PULLING the cum out of him-

I can always FEEL the guy tense-

I don't even have to look at them anymore-

When they realize they're going to cum in under a minute-

That they're going to spurt way way WAY too fast-

That it's going to be SO embarrassing and I'll probably tell ALL my friends about the little dicked boy who couldn't even WAIT to get into me-

Sometimes they grab my head-

Sometimes they yell out my name, if they know it-

-but I never ever let them make me stop.  

If anything, I go even faster.  

The feeling of speeding down a one way road at night and seeing another car on a collision course towards you and then your date puts her high-heeled foot on your gas pedal and floors it, while stroking your cock as fast as she can-

-that's the feeling I want these little dicks to have. 

Racing towards oblivion with their cocks out. 

"OH GOD SYNDNEY WAIT STOP OH GOD-" they scream as I suck them faster and faster, laughing. 

Because I'm PULLING on their dick with every suck, trying to make the little thing even a MILLIMETER longer-

-and they feel the soft silky threads of my magic loop loop looping around the base of their cock at the same time, sealing off their orgasm-  

Push and pull, ying and yang-

-the Honda Civic meeting an SUV at 90 miles per hour.  

"NOOO!!  OHGOD!  SYNDDDDNEEYYY!

And when the crash happens, it's orgasmic. 

"NNNGGYYHH FUCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"

Boys will never understand.  

Boys never could understand. 

What it feels like-

When a grown man's body is PULSING a hyper-charged hyper-inflated dick at you, PUSHING out a MILLION years of evolution, TRYING to empty those HELPLESS, HORNY, OVER FULL balls-

-and getting denied one millisecond before liftoff.  

Well, maybe they can understand, from their side-

-I've certainly given that feeling to hundreds of small-dicked men by now, including to a boyfriend of three months, a beautiful funny kind gentle boy named Alan who had a beautiful body except for a frankly ridiculously small three inch hard dicklet!

Alan ONLY felt my mouth the entire time we were together-

And ONLY to to HARD, frustrating BLOCKED orgasms which left him CRYING-

I loved sucking on that smooth little thing every morning and night and hearing him BEG-

I NEVER let that boy cum, the entire three months we were together, even though I licked his blue balls and sucked his dripping cock EVERY night we were in the same bed, and dropped my salty pussy on his face after coming home from every one of my big dicked dates-

I TOLD Alan what was going to happen, if he agreed to date me- 

I WARNED him-

And the foolish boy STILL jumped in!  

He still writes me from time to time, and I make sure to tease him with pictures and spells when I can.  

Okay, so maybe boys can understand that side of feeling hard, frustrating, blocked orgasms-

But from the female side-

Especially with magic-

Well, maybe think about it this way-

Think about the last great interracial fucking video you saw-

Where some naked hot pale-skinned white girl is getting absolutely DESTROYED by a huge glistening BBC god with a cock the size of your ARM-

Her legs up in the air, shaking-

Her cute lickable feet just curling in ecstasy as she totally forgets that white boys even EXIST-

Just CUMMING and CUMMING and CUMMING with her pussy CLENCHED around that HUGE COCK and her mouth OPEN-

-blocked orgasms are like that for Empowered girls.  Just without the huge dick going in and out of them. 

It's a buzz-

An electric rush-

Better than sitting on a Sybian-

-well it is for me, anyway.  Some girls want nothing to do with little dicks, maybe the harmonics don't hit them the same way.  Maybe I'm just a freak. 

But isn't it nice that your four-inch twig can provide me with almost the same amount of pleasure as a ten inch monster?  And with orgasm block spells, you can go all night!  You can get destroyed by my mouth and then flip onto your back to lick my salty pussy to climax and then get my mouth again and gasp and grab the sheets or my hair as your balls get inflated and then go down on me again and again until we're both a mess?

I say almost because it's not really the same-

I'm still in control when I'm sucking a little white or Asian dick-

I can turn off the spell and let you cum or still think about other things like the noises you're making or the tiktok post I'll make teasing you about this later-

-but with a BBC I'm being FUCKED- 

-taken for a RIDE- 

-USED- 

TOTALLY UNABLE to stop that ROLLERCOASTER of pleasure POUNDING my body and making me CUM and CUM and CUM-

-sort of like you, little-dicked guy, once you let me get my lips around that cock, I guess.

Poetic, huh?

Because I'm not the type of girl to stop at one. 

Sure, I usually cum, when that wave of magical Lust Energy from your blocked orgasm shoots down my throat to explode into the rest of my body (the only thing you'll be exploding down my throat tonight, hehe)-

And the guy sometimes grabs the back of my head, trying to shoot (they always grab just the back of my head for some reason, as if that will somehow counteract my magic)-

But right after I finish MOANING around your cock like a ten inch BBC was pounding me to squirting on a beach in Jamaica-

-I go right back to sucking and swirling, looking up at you with a wicked look in my eyes.

And that's when I see real fear. 

Because you know you're going on that whole ball-busting ride again-

-and this time with an even fuller set of balls and a much more sensitive little cock!  Little dicks are always more sensitive than big ones, and I love it.  I can give them post-orgasm-torture, but without the orgasm!

Some boys I have to freeze with Magic to keep in place-

Some weaker boys I just hold down by their wrists with their skinny legs up over my shoulders, laughing to myself as they BEG me to stop-

But the best boys I don't have to do either-

-they just grab the sheets like good little pillow princesses and squirm and PLEAD with me that it HURTS-

-that blocked orgasms make their balls sore for DAYS-

-that it feels GREAT right up until the point where my magic puts their balls in a STEEL VICE-

Boys living in a Sex Magic world should know by now that that only makes us girls want to do it more.

And HARDER.

And LONGER.

My second and third and fourth orgasms are always harder to get-

Sometimes the boys are really fighting, sometimes they're almost passed out with their dicks going soft-

But I've got a lot of magical tricks to keep you hard and awake and dripping and aching all night, so I always get mine. 

And when it's done-

When MY pussy is worn out, not your painful little dick-

-when I finally let the lucky guy COLLAPSE onto his sheets, a sweaty, blue-balled MESS with his cute little nub totally SOFT and CUTE-

-I ask for his number so we can do it again sometime.  

And you'd be surprised how many helpless guys say 'yes'. 

***

Squeeze Play (art)

(Click pic to embiggen) 

I'm still trying things out, trying to figure out how to make balls and cocks 'wiggle' and 'squirm' without looking too cartoonish.  Hopefully this makes your day a little better, and here's a clean one, suitable for framing, enjoy! 

Happy Birthday Little Brother (Art)

 This is the type of stuff they won't let me post on DeviantArt (click to embiggen): 

If you're into ballbusting and never heard of Amadahy, do yourself a favor and google her, maybe with "Ballbusting Party" added.  

Tall, long-legged, and absolutely BRUTAL in kicking boys' nuts ALL her strength, Amadahy literally NEVER held back, once a boy asked her to kick them.  Once you see her in action, all other modern ball-kicking videos will look so tame and reserved by comparison.  She's unfortunately since passed away, but was a legend in the field while she burned bright.  I modeled the taller girl here on her as a sort of tribute, but of course I'm not that great at faces: 

I'm still surviving, trying to get through this summer heat, hope you all are too, and that this picture helps out a little-

Taking a 6 month Art Break (sad, but hopeful)

This summary is not available. Please click here to view the post.

Mailgirls Save The World- Part One (f sub, exhibition, forced, humil, corporate)

(Author's note: a lot of people have asked me what my schedule is, if I take comissions, etc., and all I can say is that, right now, I wanted to write about mailgirls, so here's part one of a new mailgirls book-

-then I'll probably go back and do Chapter Two of Sorority Boy, then bounce back and forth between Sorority Boy and Mailgirls for a while- 

-and then there might be a commissioned extension to something like "Gods At Eighteen: Summer Break", where a Powers family goes to a CFNM beach or something, I don't know.  

But all that will probably take the rest of the year.  Life is weird right now, I have to sneak writing in where ever we can, so I hope that's okay.  

If you don't know what Mailgirls are, do a tag search on Literotica, it's a really fun niche little fsub sub-genre.  

Hope you enjoy!)

 MAILGIRLS SAVE THE WORLD

PART ONE

Mailgirl. 

A single word able to strike fear into the heart of every female corporate worker in America-

First invented in Japan but taken to horrifying heights in this new America, a 'mailgirl' program meant long-haired, nubile, athletic women- 

-usually chosen from people already inside the company- 

-signing up for a two-year contract-

-to deliver mail and packages and even simple messages between the floors of a towering, crowded, high-rise corporate building-

-totally nude.  

Blushing naked women sprinting down the aisles of an otherwise completely normal office environment, barefoot, bare-assed, wearing nothing but a blush and their mailgirl number painted on their hip-

-able to be summoned by any clothed worker at any time, to deliver a message that could have just been an email.  

Unable to cover themselves, no matter what.

Forced to pose and bend and display themselves lewdly during their precious little downtime between deliveries, at the request of any higher-ranked worker at the company, which was everybody.

And subject to a devious array of rules and punishments meant to ensure maximum humiliation to the bashful mailgirls but maximum titillation and motivation for the remaining clothed employees.  

Why did 10 out of the top Fortune 500 companies decide to start their own internal mailgirl programs over the protests of their own female workers, feminist groups and even the press? 

There's never a clear cut answer on why a large corporation does anything.  

But one thing was very clear:

No one became a mailgirl by choice.  

At least, not at the start...

***

"Mailgirls?!  Are you crazy?!" Tony Berens, Managing Director and Level 13 Executive at Jersey Semiconductors yelled, to his boss and the head of HR.

"Wow, this is the most animated I've ever seen him," laughed Connor Drake, tall blond athletic early-40s CEO, and the only Level 14 executive in the building.  

"It certainly seems to have gotten his blood up," chuckled Cynthia Wortz, the head of HR.  

Cynthia was a Level 12, like all department heads, but also in her mid-40s, and a tall, long-legged raven-haired beauty.  Usually stern, but with a wicked streak when it was only L-12s and above in the room.  

Her penchant for always wearing sexy expensive stiletto heels and shiny stockings and tight pencil skirts that just barely showed off the tops of her garters when she crossed her legs just right had Tony often adjusting his pants and looking away in order not to give himself away, in quarterly budget meetings!

It made him uncomfortable, how the strategic crossing and uncrossing of her long legs seemed to be scientifically designed to give her male colleagues unwanted erections during a big boring meeting, but who could Tony complain to?  

SHE was the head of HR! 

Tony quickly looked away from Cynthia's legs, which she had just crossed to show maximum lacy garters to Tony and Connor, since they were alone in Connor's 30th floor CEO's office!

"Connor, what are we doing here?  We're a semi-conductors company," Tony stressed.  "Founded by engineers, built to give high quality, engineered products to defense and medical-"

"And those founding engineers sold out to private equity five years ago and ever since then profits and share price and productivity have done nothing but gone down," Connor, a tall, imposing, handsome former frat boy laughed.  "And I was brought in a year ago, to turn that around."

"We can turn things around by building better, more advanced, chips at a higher quality," Tony shot back.  "I've worked my way up my entire career in this company, from an entry-level L-2 engineer to here, doing every job we have, and I tell you, that if we just invest into a 1 nanometer chip lab-"

Connor laughed.  "That takes billions of dollars.  This is a cheaper."  The tall executive grinned.  "And a lot more fun."

"And you think having sexy women-" Tony gulped and looked away from Cynthia's amazing stocking-covered legs again-  "-running around the halls delivering notes totally NAKED will somehow... what, raise our stock price?"

Cynthia laughed, dangling a shiny black stiletto from her toes.  "It has in every other Fortune 500 company that has tried it." 

"And boosted employee retention and employee satisfaction," Connor added, "allowing for smaller yearly bonuses and even eliminating or rolling back of yearly raises... it's the holy grail- huge cost savings and productivity increases at the same time!"

Tony looked at him skeptically.  "Productivity increases?"

"Male employees tend to work harder to impress women, if there is the hint of sex around," Cynthia chuckled, crossing her nylon-clad legs again, making Tony look away!

"And it will sure make Return To Office mandates a lot easier," the CEO laughed.  "And reduce turnover- overworked employees will put up with a lot, just to keep working in a building that has naked women running around it all day."

Tony looked back at the only woman in the room.  "And you're not concerned that you'll somehow be... roped into this mailgirl program somehow?!  That's how it usually goes!"

"I will already be involved in the program," she laughed, "as the mailgirl's head trainer, their rules master, and dealer of discipline.  Fully clothed, I will make sure those poor girls' smooth, spankable bottoms are as red as their faces, every hour they are running the halls.  I'll also be the only non-mailgirl allowed in their locker room, so I'll be the one that finger checks their pink vaginas for proper and complete shaving jobs every single morning..."  She smirked at the flustered Managing Director.  "Unless you want to take up that task."

"NO!  OF COURSE NOT!"

The other two executives laughed at the married man. 

"Well, Tony, my good man, that's why I called you in today," Connor began, steepling his fingers.  "You see, this will be a very delicate program, highly scrutinized... and we need it to run flawlessly, like a well-oiled engineered product..."  He smirked at their head engineer.  "So we're going to need you to run the mailgirl program."

"ME?!"

"Well I can't do it, I've got too many other duties," Connor laughed.  "And a CEO should maintain some distance, some professional demeanor about this sort of stuff."  He grinned.  "Although I will definitely help you recruit."  

Tony shot a hand out, pointing at Cynthia!  "Have HER do it then!"

"Cynthia will already be the day-to-day taskmaster for the girls.  We need someone more... visible to be the face of the program.  A more understanding role.  A counterpoint."

"Good cop, bad cop," Cynthia chuckled.  "You can guess which one I'll be."

Tony felt his face getting too hot!  

The 'face' of the-

"No!  Absolutely NOT!"

Connor laughed.  "It's already been added to your job description, so..."

"You can't do that without going to the board!  I'll go to them myself if I have to-

"Who do you think approved the idea?" Connor said, flooring the head engineer.  He slid new employment papers at the man!  "Look, Tony, we tried it your way for a year, and profits have been flat.  Now we're going to do things the board's way.  We have two quarters to show 10% growth in all sectors or we're all out.  All of us."

Tony felt his heart start to race, at the thought of not being able to afford his mortgage payment anymore!   

Or his daughter's college tuition!

Ten percent!  

In ALL-

"...and you think... naked women-"

"Mailgirls, please," Cynthia corrected.  

"-mailgirls, will somehow... do all that?!"

Connor grinned.   "We'll see, won't we.  We start the program tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!" Tony cried.  "Just setting up a... locker room for the girls to change in will take... months of planning and construction-"

"It's already completed," Cynthia laughed.  "What do you think all that construction on the second floor atrium for the last three months has been about?"

"That was supposed to be- an employee gym!"

Connor laughed.  "I think most employees will appreciate this more- it's actually going to be the mailgirl locker room, with a set of thirteen, tall wide showers facing the lobby, with huge, crystal-clear glass panels and excellent lighting so that everyone on the walkways on floors 1 through 5 facing the atrium can see the girls showering each morning and night, in unmatched, vivid detail." He grinned.  "And HD cameras for the folks on the higher floors."

Tony was floored.  "How long have you two been planning this?"

"Months," Connor chuckled.  "I told you."

"And I'm just hearing about it now?!" 

"Because we knew you'd be the only L11+ to be resistant to the idea," Connor laughed.  

"I AM!" Tony gulped, feeling his heart start to speed up!

It was already done- 

Approved by the board and the CEO-

They were really going to, officially, as a company- 

-have bare naked women running all throughout their halls!

"Better to make it a fait de compli, so to speak," the CEO chuckled.  "Have everything set up and constructed, all the rules written and the girls already selected, before you start running the program."

"I CAN'T!" Tony said, shaking his head!  "Connor, I CAN'T do this-"

"It's already been added to your job description," the CEO repeated, suddenly turning serious.  "So if you refuse to work to your job description... well, the company appreciates your contributions over the years, and we'll accept your resignation by the end of the day."

Tony's heart stopped!  "Connor!"

Both of the other two laughed. 

"We needed someone who knew how to get results," Connor said, pulling closer.  "An experienced hand who knows how to listen to customer feedback and tweak a project with many moving parts for maximum efficiency.  Remember, ALL of our jobs are riding on it."  He shook his head.  "I'd do it myself but..." 

The CEO grinned darkly to himself.  

"I have some... tendencies... that mean I'd probably ride the girls too hard, break them with my demands.  We needed someone who understands the mission but will ALSO keep the girls'  interests in mind and keep them productive.  You'll have to work very closely with these girls, to keep them in the state that the program requires."

Cynthia laughed and pointed one long manicured red fingernail at the standing Tony's crotch. 

Where a large prominent tent had formed in his suit pants. 

"Oh, I think he understands his mission ALL too well."

And Tony gasped and dropped lower into his chair, covering his crotch with a magazine from Connor's end table!  "Oh god I'm sorry-"

But the CEO was laughing!  

"Don't worry about it, Bud.  That's the type of response a mailgirl program is supposed to produce.  We're going to be seeing a LOT more of that, in the coming days."

Cynthia laughed at the seated, red-faced, L-13.  "Although there is no masturbation allowed on company time.  Not even in the bathrooms.  You will have to ahem, control yourself, until you get home."

And Tony blushed even harder, his face heating up!

He had NEVER embarrassed himself like this at work!

And that was just THINKING about 'working closely' with the mailgirls- 

-the program hadn't even STARTED yet!

"Connor, look, I know you think I should run this but- I have a wife and daughter at home!"

The CEO chuckled.  

"Do you think they'd be a good fit for the program?"

And Tony almost punched the taller laughing man in the face. 

But he couldn't, since he was Tony's boss. 

The CEO stood up, signaling the meeting was over.  

"Wear tighter underwear and get your game face on, I'll need you in every mailgirl meeting from here on out.  We start recruiting tomorrow."

***

The all-hands email from Connor announcing the mailgirls program went out as Tony was walking out of the CEO's office.  With Tony as the Point of Contact.

And his inbox was IMMEDIATELY flooded with concerned emails asking if this was a joke-

-if this was real-

-how their formally respected high-tech company could stoop so low- 

-and Tony had to answer them all, while eating dinner alone that night, replying that yes, Jersey Semi-conductor was really going to have a mailgirl program, yes, it was real, and yes, it was going to start very very soon. 

And he got one meeting invite from Connor after another, until his whole next day was filled, for recruiting sessions with women inside the company, who Connor and Cynthia had identified might make the best mailgirls.  The women had not been notified what the meeting was about.

And that night, Tony did not tell his headstrong wife or his strident, feminist, college-age daughter about any of this.

***

"Now comes the fun part," Connor chuckled to Tony as they headed to their first meeting the next day.  "Recruitment."

Tony gulped- 

-this wasn't supposed to happen in a corporate environment!

"How will we... How are we supposed to convince a..."

"Just jet me handle the first few," Connor laughed.  "Cynth and I have been working on contingencies for a months.  You'll get the gist of it quick, and then you can do the last ones if you want."

"And I will take the new mailgirls down to their locker room at the end of each meeting," Cynthia said, walking on Tony's other side.  

She seemed so confident she could strip five of their co-workers nude today!

Tony gulped as his cock tried to stir in his pants, but he quickly forced it back down!  

He hadn't worn 'tighter underwear' today, as Connor had suggested, he didn't even know what that would entail-

Tony looked around in shock as they got off the elevator at the floor Connor had selected. 

"Software?  Connor, you're not going to find anyone here, almost every single coder is male and-"

And Tony gulped when he saw her.

Jenny Chang, 25 years old, Asian-American, with long shiny black hair in a messy hairtied bun, with a slim desirable body, sitting at her computer in a hoodie and tight jeans.

Well, 'sitting' was not the right term-

-she had her knees on her chair and was bent far forward with her elbows on her desk-

-as she leaned WAY forward at her desk to stare closely at tiny tiny lines of code on her screen, shaking her butt to the music in her big headphones, her smooth nearly bare Asian feet tapping out the same beat behind her ass in her flip-flops.

She was nerdy, not wearing makeup and wearing a big baggy hoodie-

But the shine of her hair and way she filled out those tight jeans as she leaned far over her desk inspecting code-

Tony exhaled and looked away!

"She's... too young for the program!" he whispered to Connor.  

"She's perfect," the CEO laughed back.  Connor stepped forward and tapped the girl on her shoulder, startling her.  "Jenny Chang?  Might we talk with you a moment?"

"Yeah what- OH MY GOD!" she said, scrambling off her headphones, her eyes getting huge, at seeing the CEO of the entire company, and the Head of HR, and Tony, at her desk!  And her smooth pale face flushed red almost immediately!

"Oh god oh god- is this about-"

"Yes," Cynthia confirmed.  "Now, will you please follow us to the conference room."

And Tony felt so bad for the young girl, who was shaking with nerves as she picked up a notepad and pen and walked with them!

She was nearly his DAUGHTER'S age!

He coughed quietly to the CEO.  "Connor, maybe she isn't the best-"

"Watch and learn Tony," Connor whispered back, where Jenny couldn't hear.  "This one's a slam dunk."

And Tony panted, watching how nervous the girl was-

-she was about to fall over!

The four of them entered the empty conference room and Cynthia closed the door and lowered the blinds leading back towards the other cubicles, giving them some privacy.  The three managers sat on one side of the large wooden table and the thin Jenny sat on the other.  Both Connor and Cynthia opened folders with Jenny's name on the cover and a blown up high-res picture of her face from her company ID clipped to the inside.  

Tony hadn't been provided a folder.  

Connor looked down at his folder, took a few seconds to scan the first page just to make Jenny sweat for a little while more, then steepled his fingers and looked up at the slim girl, who was half his age and made in a year what he probably made in week.

"Please take off your hoodie Miss Chang," the CEO snapped with a hint of a growl in his voice.  "That is not an appropriate attire for a personnel meeting."

And she blushed!  "Oh!  Sorry!"

And as Tony watched the blushing nervous girl fumbled to strip off her top layer, at her CEO's request-

So young!

So eager to please!

But there was no way any sane girl would EVER agree to-

And Tony had to swallow when her slim trim body came into view along with a sliver of her tight golden abs under her surprisingly tight t-shirt!  She was very cute under there! Tony gulped, as the nervous girl pulled down the edges of her t-shirt to cover her stomach, squirming in the seat!

And her nipples-

The girl looked down and gasped, covering her chest with both arms, hugging herself through her thin t-shirt in the cold conference room, where the temperature was set for men in thick suits.

Tony gulped and looked away!

Her tiny prominent nipples-

-had been hard as rocks!

From what he knew of Jenny, from what her L-5 and L-7 project managers had told him once-

-she was a good worker, eager but inexperienced-

-graduate of USC's Computer Science school-

-came from a good family-

So there was NO way any self-respecting young engineer with a long bright career in front of her was EVER going to accept a spot as a-

"This meeting is about your application to become a mailgirl, which you sent to Mrs. Cynthia immediately after my email announcing the program," Connor began, shocking Tony.

She had APPLIED to be a-?!

Cynthia leaned forward.  "Why do you want to be a wanton slut, dashing around in front of all your co-workers TOTALLY NUDE, with tiny ice-hard nipples and a totally-shaved aroused loose pussy?!"

"I don't!" the girl squealed, blushing from the sudden attack and hugging herself even harder!  "And my pussy- isn't-" 

Connor tapped the folder in front of him.

"YOU sent US the application, Miss Chang.  And quickly, I might add.  Which is why we came to you first.  Are you wasting all our time here?"

Tony watched the young woman shake.  "NO!  I -- I was just- curious!"

Cynthia pressed on.  "WHY do you want to be a loose wanton exhibitionist mailgirl?"

"I- I don't- I-"

Tony was about to cough, to  put a stop to this-  

As an L-13, he could order around everyone in the company, except Connor-

And if he pushed hard enough, he could make a case that such open bullying was detrimental to employee culture and even possibly illegal, and even the CEO would have to relent if Tony made a big enough scene-

It was obvious this scared, shy, bashful girl had made a mistake and would NEVER want to-

"I'm not really... taken seriously, by the guys out there!" Jenny began, one second before Tony did, jerking a thumb at the coders outside, while not stopping hugging herself and covering her hard nipples!

"They don't... take any of my ideas seriously!  And don't... give me any projects worth doing!  Even if I could do them faster than the older guys!"  She blushed!  "And the mailgirl email... mentioned career advancement?  If I stuck it out for the whole two years?"

Tony almost fell over.  

Connor looked at her.  

"You're what... an L-2?" he asked the girl, even though Tony could see that information clearly written in the folder in front of the CEO.  

"Yes, sir!"

Tony saw Cynthia smirk, at the girl automatically saying 'sir'.

"Well... if you stayed with the mailgirl program through your entire two year contract..." Connor began, tapping his pen absently against the table, as if he was thinking it over, "I believe we could make you... an L-4 upon exit."

Tony gasped to himself!

Connor was offering this girl five years of career advancement-

-for just a two year contract!

"OH!  Oh wow!" Jenny gasped, shocked herself!  "But- um- if I didn't code for two whole years- I'd be so behind!  I- lose all my skills and forget stuff and um, I couldn't be an L-4-"

"You will be assigned a company laptop and be permitted to sign up for remote online coding courses, in any language you wish, at the company's expense," Cynthia jumped in.  "After your assigned mailgirl duties each day, you may use your downtime to create any personal project you wish, downstairs, in the mailgirl dorm."  Cynthia grinned.  "As long as you do it totally in the nude."

And that was how Tony learned there would be a mailgirl dorm in the basement of their headquarters building-

Where all the mailgirls would live, eat and socialize, never once leaving company property for the duration of their contract-

-and it seemed to be how Jenny learned about it too!

"Oh!  You mean... I'd have to... live here?  Always Naked?!"

Cynthia smiled a wolf grin.  "Yes of course."

That was the dealbreaker, Tony thought.  No sane person would give up their entire-

"But I could work on... any project I wish?" Jenny asked, shocking Tony yet again!

Cynthia grinned.  "After your daily duties, yes."

"And learn any coding language?  And the company would pay for it?  And the laptop?"

"Yes."

The girl looked conflicted!  "Would I get to... choose the specs of the laptop?  It has to have a LOT of memory- and processing speed..."

Connor laughed.  "Of course."

Having done budgets, Tony knew that the company's expense to buy a very high-end laptop, one that would last Jenny the whole two years with power to spare, would be less than what they normally paid her for two weeks of work.  

It was a huge deal to her, but not even a rounding error to the corporation.

The CEO snapped the file in front of him closed.  

"But now you have to listen and agree to your duties as a possible mailgirl!"

The girl sat bolt upright in her cold leather conference chair!  "Oh, okay!"

Connor grinned.  "First rule: you will be totally nude, head to toe, from the moment you agree to be a mailgirl until the end of your contract in two years.  24/7, 365 days a year.  This includes all medical visits, family visits, and any off-site events the company requires of you."

"OFF SITE events?!"

"In a very controlled environment," Cynthia jumped in.  "You still cannot be nude in public, although the company is lobbying to change those laws.  For now, you will only be seen at controlled corporate events if we decide to hold them, but you may assume 99% of your time will be spent being naked inside of this building.  And either way..."  She grinned and patted the shoulder of the man on her right.  "Tony here will make sure no one takes advantage of you."

And Tony felt his face heat up as the young girl looked hopefully at him! 

"Oh... okay."  

"So you agree to rule one?" Connor pressed.  "If you join the program, you will be totally naked, without exception, for the next two years, Miss Chang.  You might even forget what wearing clothes feels like."

And now Tony saw the girl blush, hard!  

"Yes!  I mean- I read about mailgirls before I put in the- but I didn't realize it would be 24/7-  um, but my apartment-"

"Taken care of," Cynthia said.  "We will have movers put your things in storage and we have very good lawyers who will help you break your lease, at no penalty to you.  You will be allowed to request one personal item from your apartment's contents brought to the dorm, provided it is not clothing."

And Tony saw the Asian girl swallow, her slender throat moving so delicately!  "Um, okay!"

"Rule TWO-" Connor laughed, and Tony noticed he wasn't reading.  

He had these memorized.

"-you will, at all times, maintain to the hygiene standards that Mrs. Wortz sets.  That includes long, clean and brushed hair in a tight ponytail, light makeup with red lipstick, professional finger and toenail polish, and no body hair below the ears!  Do you understand?"

"Do you currently have a bush?" Cynthia demanded, shocking Tony and Jenny again!

"Um-.. Yes!  But only just a little!" the girl said, blushing!

"Sloppy," the trainer said.  "That will have to go.  And you will receive five demerits for not thinking ahead."

"I'm sorry!"

Again, so eager to take the blame-

"Rule three: you will not, under any circumstances, be allowed to masturbate as a mailgirl," Connor laughed, loving her shock.  "Except at times and places dictated by Mrs. Wortz or Tony."

The girl pressed her legs together!  "WHAT?"

Cynthia smirked.  "Masturbation is sloppy and unprofessional in the office.  And worst of all, it robs a mailgirl of her main motivation to perform well at her job- hunger!  We want you naked and tense and hungry at all times, not lazy and relaxed!"

Now Jenny's face- and Tony's- were bright red!

She gulped!  "But... I mean... for two whole years?!"

Cynthia smirked.  "You will be allowed relief at times and places of our choosing."

Connor grinned.  "How often do you masturbate today, Jenny?"

Cynthia leaned in.  "Answer truthfully girl.  Or you will NOT like the schedule Tony and I set for you!"

And the young asian girl squirmed in her seat!  She couldn't look ANY of them in the eye!

But watching her squirm, Tony had to admit-

-his cock was getting powerfully hard in his pants.  

"...I... um... every day!"

"'I masturbate myself every day MRS. Wortz'," Cynthia corrected!

"I masturbate myself every day MRS. Wortz!" the young woman admitted to people twice her age and ten levels above her, her face turning fully red!

And making Tony's dick get hard so much faster!

He was throbbing under his thin suit pants!

The HR woman chuckled.  "We'll see if we can work that into your schedule, although I doubt it.  I believe you will be going through many more 'dry spells' than you are currently used to." Cynthia laughed.  "Unless you can 'convince' Tony to be more lenient than I."

And Tony's cock started to get so hard under the conference table, imagining what could be-

-with this slim, petite, beautiful golden-skinned Asian girl writhing nude on this very conference table-

-begging upper management to be allowed to touch herself.

"If you agree to these rules, disrobe now," Cynthia ordered.  

"Wait- right NOW?!"

"Rule Four is that you must obey any command from Mrs. Wortz or Tony that does not put you in immediate bodily risk," Connor said, closing the folder!  "Thus concludes the rules.  Please disrobe completely now, Miss Chang, to prove your intent, or this interview is over."  

And Tony could see her breathing hard, her pert chest under her slim arm rising and falling under her slim arm-

"Now?!!  Um- I thought this was only a- I was only considering it!  I thought I'd get some time... to think about things!"

"We will need your answer by the end of this meeting Miss Chang," Connor pressed.  "You will either leave this conference room totally naked on Mrs. Wortz' leash, or no longer employed by Jersey Semiconductor."

"NO longer employed-?!"

"Employees pursuing other employment options while employed by Jersey Semiconductor are looked upon very poorly," Cynthia said with full seriousness.  "It shows you are not serious about working here."

"I AM!"

"And honestly, I can't see letting anyone looking to be a mailgirl just return to their normal desk job," Connor laughed.  "You've peeked into Pandora's box, Miss Chang."

The girl was blushing so hard!  And breathing hard!  "Yes- but- um!"

She looked to Tony for help!  

But he had no help to give.  

He was being shocked by things at the same pace Jenny was. 

Connor smirked.  "And now we need your answer."

"Oh god!" she said, her arms shaking!  "OH GOD!"

Tony gripped the conference table, to keep his hands from shaking too!

His head wanted this promising young woman to storm out of here, nose held high-

-but his cock wanted something else entirely.  

"...but... but... all the important stuff I've been working on this year-"

"Honestly, Miss Chang, you're an L-2," Connor laughed.  "You could get hit by a bus tomorrow and your department wouldn't even notice."

She bit her tongue!

The CEO looked at her.  "But as a mailgirl... you would be an L-4 upon exit, just one step away from being a team leader..."  He grinned.  "And being paid as an L-4 for your entire mailgirl contract, of course."

Tony choked!  

That was probably- DOUBLING her pay!

"Held in escrow for you to spend only when you have finished your mailgirl contract, of course," Cynthia added with a smile.

"Oh- um- wow!"

Connor leant forward.  "Right now, Miss Chang, you are just an anonymous L-2... but if you accept the job we ALL know you want, you would be Mailgirl ONE at this company.  The first.  The original."

And the girl gulped-

And Tony saw her close her eyes- 

And swallow hard-

And stand up and start to reach for the bottom of her shirt!

"Shoes first!" Cynthia barked, stopping her!  "Throw them in that waste bin there," she ordered, then smirked.  "We'll have Maintenance incinerate the lot."

And Tony watched as the girl froze- and let go of her shirt- and meekly stepped out of her flip-flops just as Cynthia commanded!  

A natural submissive, he thought!

And even just seeing this cute Asian girl totally barefoot in an office environment was a thrill for Tony-

-her pale naked feet below her tight blue jeans were so soft and tiny, the arch and ball and toes so delicately formed-

-watching her turn and walk barefoot across the thick conference room carpet to the waste bin, her smooth vulnerable feet exposed to his gaze, looked so out of place in this room-

-and that was erotic enough in itself!

His cock throbbed in his pants.  

Was this- REALLY going to happen?!?

The girl threw away her flip flops and turned back to them and Cynthia looked to Connor.  "The jeans next," the CEO laughed, eyes narrowed.  "I have a hunch."

"Remove your jeans next, fold them and put them in the trash bin," Cynthia ordered, making the girl breathe harder! 

"I really um- didn't plan on doing this today!" she stammered, her hands covering the button of her jeans!  "So- um- excuse the-"

"We're waiting Miss Chang.  I have five other appointments today before lunch," Connor growled. 

"Yes sir! Oh god-"

And before Tony's eyes, this cute blushing twenty-five-year-old Asian girl unbuttoned her tight blue jeans-

-shimmied them down over the widest point of her hips- 

-and then quickly pulled them down to stand in front of them all in her bare feet and thin sexy blue cotton panties!

"Awww, those aren't so bad, what where you worried about?" Connor chided. 

"They're just- so plain!" the girl stammered, fighting not to cover herself, panting as she folded her jeans with shaking hands!  "They're the same pair- I've had since college!"

"A girl's panties say a lot about her," Cynthia chuckled, watching the pants-less girl struggle to fold her jeans!  "Her class, her status, her expectations and image of herself, when no one is watching..."

"A secret window into the psyche," Connor agreed with a smirk.  

Cynthia laughed.  "In this case- plain, simple, a little sexy, but nothing special."

"I think they're cute," Connor laughed as the girl shivered.  "Sort of an, after-school, nerdy study-date vibe.  I could see her pulling them down to get fingered on her bed by an older tutor or something." 

Tony's cock was so hard!

The super-red blushing Asian girl finally folded her jeans, then padded over to the trashcan, her smooth buttcheeks in those tiny blue panties drawing Tony's eyes like magnets, and paused!

"Do I... have to?  These are my favorite pair!"

Cynthia laughed.  "I'm sure the incinerator will love them."

And Tony saw that the power was what turned Cynthia on- 

If Jenny had said she hated those jeans-

-Cynthia would probably have forced her to keep them!

And with obvious regret, Jenny turned and dumped her favorite jeans in the trash!

She turned back towards the executives. 

"Tony?" Cynthia laughed.  "What next?"

More power plays!

Tony coughed.  "The top, obviously, I think."  

"Then tell her."

"YOU tell her Cynthia.  I'm an L13 and you're just an L12- you do it."

He paused, waiting to see how Cynthia would push back- 

But Jenny's hands were already on the hem of her top!

And pulling up, doing a cute little hip shimmy and back arch like she was undressing in a teem movie-

And then the slim cute long haired Asian girl was totally topless!

She hadn't worn a bra today-

-why would she, she had expected the protection of a thick comfy hoodie-

-and hadn't been expecting to be stripped nude right in her very own conference room!

Tony gasped at the sudden shock of seeing this young woman with perfect golden skin which glowed even under the hard conference room lights, the girl panting at the shock and exhilaration of it like she had just done the Polar Plunge, gulping, squirming on her bare feet in front of Tony, totally topless with her small brown nipples VERY hard!

"Wow those are nice," he found his mouth saying before he could stop it!

"Um, thank you, sir!" she panted, obviously wanting to cover her breasts, but unable to!

And Tony's cock reached maximum hardness.  

"You don't think they're a bit too small?" Connor asked, as if they were judging tomatoes at a county fair!

"Every girl has her own proportions," Tony shot back, looking at him to stop staring at those cute bare breasts!  "Jenny's fit her very well!"

Connor took the push-back better than Cynthia, with a laugh and a shrug.  "Put your hands behind your head," he ordered the girl.    

And she did!

And Tony- no matter HOW faithful he wanted to stay to his wife and daughter-

-couldn't stop himself from turning and looking!

"Ahhh, there, that's a little better when they're perked up," Connor laughed as the only-panty-wearing girl blushed and panted even harder, her flat stomach going in and out!  

And Tony had to agree- 

-raised and tight, her small upturned breasts with the rock hard points-

-looked very suckable right now!

"Are your nipples hard right now?" Connor laughed.  "Fully?"

"..um yes sir!" the horribly blushing girl stammered! 

"That's good," the CEO laughed.  "I want you to try to keep them that way, whenever you are doing your mail delivery runs."

"Um... I'll try, sir!"

"Play with them," he ordered. 

"WHAT?!"

"Any L5 or higher can order you to perform sexual self-stimulation in small or large amounts," Cynthia said, citing the mailgirl handbook!  "And you had better take advantage of it- if I ever hear of any mailgirl refusing such an order to self-stimulate, I will assume she does not need to climax- ANYTIME soon!"

And the topless girl panted-

And blushed-

And standing there in whisper-thin blue panties that Tony just wanted to reach out and rip off her-

-she closed her eyes and slid her hands down from behind her head and down over her smooth bare B-cup breasts-

-and started to tweak and pinch her own hard nipples!

It was like someone had hooked her up to a car battery!

Tony could SEE her shudder and pant harder- 

-her smooth golden legs sliding against each other in need-

-as her body got more turned on in front of them!

"She's very nipple sensitive," Cynthia mused to Connor.  "She could probably orgasm just from that... if given the right incentive."

"Make a note in her file," the CEO laughed.  "A $5,000 one time bonus, if she denies herself orgasms for a week and then has a nipple O at one of our quarterly budget meetings."

And Tony's cock strained in his pants, shaking!

"Noted," Cynthia chuckled.  

Jenny was panting, red-faced, squirming in need!   "Sir!  Ma'am!  May I please- stop?!" 

"Just a little bit longer," Connor said off-handedly, then turned to Tony as the girl stewed.  "Any questions you want to ask her?  To see if she's a fit for the program?"

"No I'm fine!"

The CEO laughed at his second in command's discomfort.  

He enjoyed the power too, Tony saw.  

"Sirs!" Jenny begged! 

"Just a little longer, Miss Chang."

Tony was about to say something again, but then it happened.

"There we go," Connor laughed, and Tony couldn't help but notice. 

Her powder blue panties were getting damp.  

"Rub that wetness in and then take those off," Connor laughed, obviously loving this.  "You DO look like Mailgirl material after all, Miss Chang."

And the devastated girl gasped and complied-

Just minutes ago she had been a fully-dressed college-educated software engineer with a respectable job-

-and now she was a naked dripping girl pulling her soaked panties down in a boardroom!

"Ohgodohgod!"

She pulled her wet panties down to her small feet and stepped out of them in a move Tony thought was so cute and turned bare-bottomed to throw them away-

"Give those panties to Tony," Connor laughed.  "He'll have them framed and put up in his office alongside a big picture of your naked body with a big smile on your face, for guests to see."

"Ohgod!"

"Connor!" Tony growled. 

"It's in your new contract," the man laughed.  "You should really read it sometime."

And Tony panted, his cock getting impossibly hard, imagining looking at those pictures every day-

-but got even harder as this thin, barefoot, shy and NAKED girl padded up to him on bare feet, offering up her soaked panties with two hands!

"Here you go, sir."

"The first and most important delivery of any mailgirl," Cynthia laughed as Tony hesitated, and then quickly reached out and took the panties, quickly stuffing them in his suit pocket!  

They were still warm. 

"Give us a spin," Connor ordered the naked mailgirl.  "Up on your toes to accentuate that little ass!  Rub the sides of your body, really make us feel the curves!"

And the blushing nude girl followed his instructions like a marionette, going through model poses and rocking Tony's entire worldview!

Behind her were framed awards for quality engineering that the company had won, boring fake potted plants, meeting supplies like whiteboard markers and notepads-

-and none of it was as ALIVE or WARM as this blushing girl with red cheeks posing naked for them with her ski-jump breasts and her bare pussy and smooth ass in view!

She captivated the room where ever she moved!

And Tony gulped and realized-

-that this crazy project might just work, as he slid his fingers over Jenny's still warm and wet panties in his suit pants pocket.  

"Okay, let's start your Mailgirl audition," Connor laughed, making the girl gasp and stop posing. 

"I DON'T HAVE THE JOB YET?!"

"Up until now we have been trying to prove if YOU are interested in the position," Cynthia laughed, shocking both Tony and the girl.  "Now we will see if WE are interested in having YOU as our first ever mailgirl."

***

The naked girl gulped, blushing, her shaking hands as fists at her sides!  "What do... I have to do?!"

Connor whipped out a thick stapled sheet of papers from Jenny's folder.  "This is your official two-year mailgirl contract.  Take it, run and sign it with a pen from your desk, and then deliver it back to Tony here."

"I have a pen right here!" the naked girl cried.

Cynthia smirked.  "We want you to use one from your desk."

"But... they'll SEE ME!"

"Everyone will see you eventually," Connor laughed.  "Either for two years as a mailgirl, or if you are walked down to the lobby by Security with the contents of your desk in a box.  You can still be fired at the end of this meeting Miss Chang- you'll just be naked until you reach the lobby if you do!"

And Tony saw the girl DIE inside-

He realized how little power one had, when they were naked.  

And aroused.

"You're very close Miss Chang, don't blow it now," Connor warned.  

But the girl still didn't move!

Tony coughed.  "If you do it in under twenty seconds... um, we'll let you play with your nipples again when you return."  

And he saw her young face get redder!

But she picked up the thick set of papers and edged towards the door!

She was breathing so hard!

And Tony watched her standing there so nervously-

Naked, on the tips of her toes-

Every nerve ending in her body alive-

Her nipples hard, her lips wet, both upper and lower-

Her mouth slightly open, breathing hard, making her cute chest rise and fall-

-and Tony saw how this program might work. 

Jenny ripped open the door and ran outside!

Causing a HUGE stir as the guys from her division reacted, to suddenly seeing a naked girl burst out of the conference room and run to her cubicle!

"HOLY COW!"

"WOAH!"

"DID YOU SEE-"

"-THAT WAS JENNY!"

Connor and Cynthia were laughing!  "Good call on the nipples, Tony!" his boss laughed.  "I thought we had a dud, but thanks for the assist!"

And Tony was blushing too!

"It... was obvious... what her buttons were!"

And Cynthia smirked.  "I knew we chose you to head the program for a reason."

And then the panting nude blushing mailgirl BURST back into the room being chased by hoots and cheers from her former coworkers, SLAMMING the door behind her!

Her entire BODY was shaking and red!

Tony almost came in his pants. 

After barely catching her breath against the closed door, the trembling naked Asian girl ran over to him and slammed her signed contract down in front of him, almost falling over from the nerves!

"HERE!"

Outside, the boys where CHEERING her name, begging her to come back! 

"JENNY!  JENNY!  WHOOOOO!  JENNY!"

Cynthia reached over and spanked the girl's bare ass, making her yelp!

"Is THAT how you are going to deliver the most important delivery of your life?!" she demanded!  "Go back to the door and do it again!  Sexily!"

Nearly falling over on rubbery legs, the girl picked up her contract and ran back to the closed door!

"We should make her go all the way to her desk again..." Connor mused. 

"No!" Tony said, stepping in!  "She'll pass out if we do.  From the door is fine!"

Cynthia looked at Connor, who nodded, and so she backed down. 

"Fine, the door."  She turned to the shivering naked girl.  "Now, the entire POINT of mailgirls is to be ORNAMENTATION.  To be BEAUTIFUL, and GRACEFUL and ALLURING-  Now, young woman- stop SHAKING and deliver your mail in a way that makes this man's DICK HARD."

And the scared nude girl gulped, holding her contract over her breasts with her hips turned and her standing legs crossed to hide her pussy but now looking at Tony for the first time-

-really looking him over-

-Tony hoped his face didn't show that he was ALREADY so hard in his pants-

-and she swallowed and stood on both feet to show off her cute pink bare pussy and stood up straighter and, panting, pulled her scrunchie from her bun, letting her long black shiny hair fall all over her shoulders like a Disney princess-

-and then walked over on still shaking legs but up on tiptoes like she was wearing invisible heels to make her legs look amazing, one heel in front of the other like she was a runway model-

-and sat down on the conference table RIGHT next to Tony's side, so close the warmth of her naked body radiated onto his face and crossed her smooth bare legs so seductively and tossed her hair and gently laid the contract down with nervous hands and pushed it towards him with the cutest breathy shiver!  

"...here you go, Mr. Tony!  Will you um... please sign it?!"

And the blushing girl arched her back to make her small tits even bigger!

Tony's cock was aching in his pants.  

"Yes of course Jenny-"

"Call her Mailgirl One," Cynthia ordered.  "Mailgirls do not have names.  She will be referred to by number ONLY for the next two years."

And Tony saw the girl squeeze her crossed thighs together more tightly at that!

Tony picked up a pen-

"Hold on," Connor laughed.  "Are we SURE that she's passed all the tests needed to offer her the position?"

And Tony jumped as Cynthia took her own thick heavy fountain pen and reached below the table-

-to flick it hard against the ROCK HARD dick inside of Tony's suit pants!

"HEY!"

"I believe she has generated the correct response," Cynthia laughed, withdrawing her hand before Tony could process!

Connor laughed.  "Tony, relax, we all know you find this exciting- Cynth was just doing that on my orders!"

And Tony couldn't object, since Connor outranked him!

The CEO grinned.  "It's not a valid contract's until YOU sign it, Bud.  She could still walk out of here naked AND fired!"

And Jenny grabbed his forearm!  

"Please, Mr Tony!  I... CAN'T go back out there- without a contract!"

She was breathing so hard and her hard crinkly brown nipple rose and fell right at Tony's eye level.  

He signed the papers in three places. 

Cynthia took them right away.  "I'll file these with HR.  Now, Mailgirl One, come with me to-"

"Hold ON," Tony interrupted!  "I believe... there was a promise we made to Je- um, Mailgirl One- if she returned in time."

And Connor laughed.  "Good to see you're finally onboard.  Yes, I believe there was!  MG One, please lay down on the conference table, seductively, your pussy facing us."

And the girl's eyes got big!

But she did, flinching at the cold wood touching her warm back!

"Spread your feet," the CEO laughed.  "Up on your toes, like a good girl."

Her toes were on the table but her naked heels were off, one of her pointed feet on one side of Tony the other on the other side of Cynthia, straddling their spots from just three feet away!

They could see EVERYTHING!

"She's already slick and twitching," Cynthia laughed.  "The slut." 

Tony couldn't believe what was happening!

"That's probably beneficial for a mailgirl," Connor laughed, then ordered the girl: "Masturbate yourself to completion.  You've been a good girl.  You're free to orgasm."

"But make it LOUD," Cynthia added.  "I want EVERYONE out there to know what you're doing- if you don't, I'll spank your ass red per the guidelines in the mailgirl handbook and you won't get another chance to play with yourself- FOR WEEKS."

And the girl gulped and Tony saw her body twitch and then-

-her knees opened as she reached down and started playing with herself with her right hand!

Her feet instantly tensed, her heels going higher and she instantly started moaning!

"ohhhhhh!"

"Louder," Cynthia laughed.  

"And use both hands," Connor laughed.  "I want you to orgasm as fast as you can, Mailgirl One- pinch those nipples, squirm on the table- but do it fast with no holding back, or I'm ripping up your contract and you're still fired."

Tony wanted to tell the helpless girl that's not how contracts worked-

-that the document was already official the second it had been countersigned-

-that she was entitled to the position no matter what-

-but he was too enthralled by the show to stop it now.

The young slim panting Asian girl moaned and squirmed in urgency on the bare hard wood of the conference room table where so many boring meetings had taken place, getting wetter and breathing faster as she played with her pink pussy and hard nipples right in front of them-

-pushing her knees together then wider apart, her beautiful slim chest and hard nipples rising and falling with her increasing breaths-

"OhhhNooooNoooooo-"

Her long black hair was falling all over her face in a sexy random pattern, her breath was coming faster as her hard nipples reached for the sky-

Even though he was a married man, Tony guiltily stared into that smooth glistening pink pussy and the two sets of pale fingers working it over in that deeply personal and urgent way, the young nude girl closing her eyes and biting her pink lips and breathing even faster-

"Oh yeah, this will work," Connor chuckled.  "She'll be a star."

-and the girl shuddered and came, yelling!

"OHHHHHFUCCKKKKK-OHHHHHHGODDDD- I'MMMMM CUMMMMMMMMMMMMING!"

It took EVERYTHING in Tony's power not to reach out and touch her right then.  

Or himself!

"I'MCUMMMMINGGGGG-I'MMCUMMMMMMING!" the girl screamed, honestly having one of the most powerful and taboo orgasms ever ripped out of her, Tony could tell, by how spent she was at the end of it!

And her former co-workers outside clapped and cheered!

She blushed deep red at that but couldn't stop, riding out one of the most powerful orgasms of her life to completion.  

"AHHHHHHHHH!!! GODDDDDDDD!!"

And the girl's arms and legs and head collapsed onto the hard wood, her young body panting, like she had just run a mile!  She was a wet sloppy mess.  

"Mailgirl One- UP ON YOUR FEET!" Cynthia barked, standing up herself!  "UP!"

And the shaking girl almost stumbled off the table, but complied, getting on all fours, scrambling to stand at the end of the table, at attention, her legs still shaking!

"Where are you taking her!" Tony demanded as Cynthia fastened a dog collar around the shaking girl's slim neck!  "She's about to fall over, her legs are so rubbery!"

"And that's the perfect way to introduce a new mailgirl to the office," the clothed woman laughed.  "Training is my domain, not yours. You can have her back tomorrow, once I've prepared her for duty." 

And without giving either Tony or Jenny a chance to catch their breath, Cynthia opened the door to the conference room wide and pulled the shocked naked girl out by the leash around her neck!

-who SHOOK when the CHEERS erupted from ALL the men outside on the floor, seeing one of their own get paraded naked out in front of them in such a state!

"JENNY!  JENNY!  JENNY!"

Connor laughed and closed the folder in front of him and stood.  

"Take five to let your cock go down and then we'll go get the next one," he laughed at the flustered Tony, who could only stay seated and blush!

***

Tony's heart was still racing at what he had seen as he got into the elevator five minutes later, but at least his dick was finally soft!

"Thanks for the assist back there," Connor chuckled, choosing the floor.  "I knew we had her in the bag, but your tip... definitely helped move things along."  He chuckled and shook his head.  "Who knew the key was letting her play with herself?"

"Everyone- has different buttons!" Tony said, blushing!  "Your offer to pay her at an L4 for the whole time probably made the bigger difference!"

"I would have given her L5 or L6, especially after that show she put on," the CEO laughed.  "She's going to be a great mailgirl, exactly what the program needs.  She should have negotiated harder."  He saw the look on Tony's face and cut him off!  "Nope, no re-negotiating on her behalf!  Her contract is signed and now she has to live with it!"

Tony gulped, not seeing any way around it except to convince Connor!

"If we can afford to pay her more for... debasing herself like that- we should!"

The CEO laughed, just staring ahead.  "Wait until you see what we pay the next one."

And Tony suddenly realized the floor they were going to-

The twenty-ninth, just one floor below Connor's!

"Connor, what are we doing??!  There's only Department heads and L-12s up here!"

The CEO grinned, looking forward.  "Exactly."  

The elevator arrived and they got out and Tony was still confused until Connor lead him to the office of the Head of Accounting, Sarah Tieg, a tall beautiful leggy brunette who was probably in her late 30s.  

The CEO breezed past her receptionist and waved as he stepped in!

"Sarah!"

Her eyes narrowed.  "Connor."  She closed her laptop.  "I saw this on my calendar, but what's this about?"

Tony gulped as he followed Connor in and closed the door.  She was starting off wary already!  The CEO laughed and sat on a guest chair in front of her desk in her large corner office, motioning Tony to do the same.  He seemed totally at ease!  

"Sarah... you ran track in college, didn't you?"

Instantly her demeanor changed. 

"NO.  Get the FUCK out of my office!" she demanded, standing up and pointing!

Tony flinched-

He couldn't believe Connor was being so arrogant-

Sarah was UPPER management, Head of Accounting, nearly 40-

-never in a MILLION YEARS would she accept the role of a helpless girl running NAKED and barefoot through the halls of this company!

Although Tony also gulped-

-because he could see it.  

Sarah wore a blazer and white shirt and pencil skirt and heels like Cynthia, but no stockings- 

-but there was no denying the smooth power in the brunette's long toned incredible legs.  

They looked like Cindy Crawford's!

Connor didn't even flinch. 

"Now now, we are just exploring possibilities here-"

"NO the FUCK we are NOT- GET OUT!"

Connor didn't move.  "Sarah, I must say, this is a highly unprofessional outburst."

"So is having the BALLS to come in to MY office to see if I'm going to be one of your dancing Mailgirl SLUTS running NUDE around this DAMN building!"

"-to go along with your other unprofessional outbursts we've been keeping a record of, in HR."

That got her off track!

"-what do you mean- other outbursts?!"

Connor grinned.  "Well, there was the Q2 budget review, where you called out Jim from your team in front of everyone as... if I'm remembering correctly- 'a sloppy fool'."

"This is Accounting, Connor- we have to get the numbers right.  Jim cut corners and covered it up and no one noticed it until I did at that meeting!"

"But still, Sarah, you did it in a way that... left Jim running out of the room in tears?"

She scoffed.  "Men his age shouldn't cry.  Especially if they're in the wrong.  My eyes saved this company a half a million dollars that day."

He nodded.  "That it did Sarah.  And led to Jim leaving the company."

"As he shoul-"

"And there have been a few other incidents before that.  Of you yelling at subordinates.  Making them feel small."  He smiled.  "Exposed."

And she was back on track!

"And you think- having me RUN around the OFFICE NAKED for a few weeks in your STUPID PROGRAM will what- somehow make that all better?!"

Tony had no idea why they were still here-

He wanted to run so badly, to hide his face-

-but Connor still sat at ease!

"It would," he laughed.  "In fact, we did a poll of all the male employees in your department- and you were the number ONE woman they wanted to see drafted into the mailgirl program."

"What Poll?!  I never got notified of any such poll!!  And you only announced the program yesterday!"

"We did the poll a month ago," Connor laughed.  "And obviously, you're not male."  He opened up the folder with her headshot inside!  "And by the way, you won by a WIDE margin."  He looked up at her.  "It seems like almost your entire department would like to see you.  Taken down a few pegs."

"Well the FUCK if I'll LET them!" she said, her smooth attractive cheeks flushing!  "I QUIT, how about fucking THAT?!"

Connor just shrugged as Tony winced at the loss!  "Well, that'd be fine Sarah.  I'd have to get rid of a Department Head who'd lost the confidence of her entire department anyway...  Especially if she was taking no actions to get it back..."  The CEO shrugged again.  "Even though, there's a simple way to make amends with everyone you've wronged.  And come out far ahead, financially."

Sarah was standing, towering over the seated men, her knuckles on her desk!

"What do you mean... far ahead?"

"Well, the company is willing to pay you at Tony's L-13 salary for the duration of your mailgirl contract.  Hell, I'll even give you Tony's job at the end of it."

Now it was Tony's turn to flush!  

"What?!  I'm not retiring!"

"Bud, after two years running the Mailgirl program you'll either be stolen away by ten other bigger companies or you're going to retire to a beach in Florida with enough memories to last you a lifetime," the CEO laughed!  "Either way, we both know you won't be our L-13 forever.  We have to start grooming your replacement."  He turned to the woman.  "Right Sarah?"

She was frozen in place.  

"You can't be serious."

"Connor!" Tony agreed!

"Think about it Sarah- Managing Director before you're 40," Connor laughed.  "Two YEARS of L-13 salary in your bank, free and clear- the ability to step into Tony's job seamlessly..." The CEO grinned.  "And never working on the weekends and you get to clock out at 5 every single day."

And even Tony gasped at how nice that sounded.

The number of times he had ignored his wife and daughter to stay up late answering emails until midnight-

-most of those emails about budgeting, which Sarah always sent out detailed revisions to after hours, especially in the critical days leading up to those all-important quarterly budget meetings-

-if HE was up until midnight, he could only imagine how hard Sarah and her team were working!

Tony saw her swallow hard!  

"What do you mean... out by five?"

"Exactly that," Connor laughed.  "No need for a mailgirl to deliver mail, if there's no one in the office to deliver it to!  Hell, you won't even HAVE an email for people to bother you at for these two years- the mailgirl armband turns itself off at five and once you've showered, you'll have nothing scheduled to do, until eight the next morning."

Her mouth opened- then closed-

And her beautiful Irish face got so red!

"... and you want me, to be NAKED for the next two years, in exchange for that?!"

"Honestly, it's the company that's getting hosed in this deal," Connor chuckled.  "We'd be paying you a full L-13's salary for only 40 hours of light jogging a week, with no responsibilities, no obligations, you could just zen out and run- we'd be paying for all your living expenses so you could relax at night and read every book on your Amazon Kindle wish list that we noted you've been putting off for years and years..."

He leaned forward.  

"I've had a team check out your Facebook so we know you don't have anyone special in your life- two years of this honey and the dates will be lining up," he laughed.  "I've heard Mailgirls get propositioned constantly, inside the company and out.  We'd of course let you leave campus, for official chaperoned dates with some rich millionaire or Saudi prince-"  He chuckled.  "-as long as you did it in the nude."  

And Tony felt his cock starting to stir again!

Imaging a blushing beautiful Sarah going on a fancy yacht dinner date with a rich smiling older billionaire-

-but having to be totally nude the entire time!

And what made his cock even harder-

-was that she was considering it too!

"Two years vacation, Sarah," Connor stressed.  "Paid above what you are now.  A guaranteed L-13 job when you're done.  And all the action you can handle."   He smirked.  "I've even heard things get a little wild in the mailgirl dorm at night.  All those denied, fit, constantly-naked women living together in close quarters, riled up hormones and all."

"I'm not-"

Connor held his hand up!  "We've talked to your college roommates Sarah.  We know exactly what you are."

And Tony saw her get SO red!

The CEO grinned.  "And remember that you were the number ONE woman in this entire company the men wanted to see as a mailgirl.  That's a pretty high compliment."

"No it's fucking not!"

"Potato-potahto-"

She gulped!  

"Connor... I... can't!  NO!"

The CEO pulled one last paper from his folder and handed it to her, what looked to Tony as just some incomprehensible list of dates and times and numbers.  

"You know, it's funny- we had some acoustic microphones installed in the vents a few years back, when we were trying to solve that weird air conditioning problem," Connor began, confusing Tony.  "We only turn them on at night.  Highly sensitive microphones, recording all the time," he laughed.  "And we kept getting these strange... readings from this area of the building at night..."

Tony saw Sarah's face go white.  

"Something that sounded like... a woman moaning?" Connor laughed.  "A lot?  And a buzzing?  A loud one?  And we tried to figure it out, and then we noticed it was only happening on nights before quarterly budget meetings... and only when your security codes were logged into your computer..."

He looked up at the equally shocked Sarah and Tony!  

"Very naughty Sarah.  That's a fireable offense, you know.  Probably illegal somehow too.  We'll file a police report if you don't sign, give them all the evidence.  Either way, it wouldn't look great on your background check, if you ever tried to get another corporate job that wasn't being a mailgirl.  Or a stripper."

He looked at the VERY red-faced woman!

"All we're asking, is that you let the rest of the company in on the private personal fun you were already having here in the office, with yourself," he laughed.  "Would probably make you a lot more popular around here too."  He grinned, holding her contract out to her!  "So... we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

The beautiful tall 38 year-old woman was shaking in rage.  "You... bastard!"

And Connor laughed, sliding the contract and a pen over to her!  

"You ran track in college, didn't you?"

***

In his office an hour later, Tony STILL could not believe it-

The tall, beautiful, always professionally-dressed Sarah Tieg with whom Tony had worked on so many high-level, complex, late-night, budget proposals with- 

-had signed a two year mailgirl contract under duress and then, with panting shaking fingers- 

-had stepped out of her high heels and thrown them away at Connor's direction and then unbuttoned her suit jacket and thrown it away, then her crisp white shirt to reveal a beautiful green lacy bra holding back firm round breasts much bigger than Jenny's, then unzipped her pencil skirt all at Connor's direction, standing there in front of the two men blushing, with her beautiful naked white/pink skin contrasting with her very expensive lacy green underwear!

Just the memory of it was enough to make Tony's cock STEEL, as he ate the lunch his wife had prepared, at his desk!

And then, Connor had turned to Tony!

'Why don't you take her the rest of the way, Bud?  It's your program after all.' 

And Tony had had to-

-say the words to her!

'Take off your bra please...'

And: 

'Now the, um, panties...'

And she HAD!

It had been amazing, watching her follow his orders, blushing and unsure-

-unclasping her bra to reveal an AMAZING set of full, perfect pink-nippled tits-

-and pulling down her lacy panties to reveal the SECOND co-worker's bare pussy Tony had seen up close just THAT morning!

And Connor had just grinned. 

'Why don't you show us what you were doing in here all those nights, Mailgirl Two?  And then Tony will make sure all those audio recordings are deleted and we won't call the police.'   

And Tony was still amazed every time it happened-

It seemed magical, it seemed impossible-

-but the blushing naked gasping professional woman had let down her long brown hair  from her bun and put her long smooth naked legs up on her desk, feet pointed in Tony's direction and masturbated with Connor giving her speed orders, telling her to speed up and slow down, edging her, making her shake with need, the CEO grinning as she tried to hold back, tried not to be loud-

-until Connor had laughed and walked over into her space and rolled and pinched her untouched nipples without asking and Sarah had EXPLODED into orgasmic moans, moaning and cumming loud enough that her secretary rushed into see what was going on-

-just as she was orgasming!

"OHHHHHHFUCCCCKKKKKKKKKOHHGODDDDD!!!!!!"

The tall woman had been beautiful as she had cum, Tony recalled-

A force-

Powerful and erotic-

-and that was just her first ten MINUTES as a mailgirl!!!

Cynthia had been waiting just outside the door with a collar and a leash and a smile-

-apparently there had been a bit of rivalry between these two powerful L-12 women, and Cynthia was just eating it up that she was on that end of the leash-

-as she led the shocked and weak-kneed blushing and totally nude and slippery-thighed Sarah out for a TOUR of her former floor, so that EVERY one of her subordinates could take a look at the panting, wet, slippery, red-faced and GUARANTEED-NAKED-for-the-next-two-years former executive, before Cynthia led her down to the Mailgirl dorm for the night!

Tony was ACHING in his pants, BARELY able to wait until he got home-

There had been three other women that day-

-a young, stocky, very-cute athletic former NCAA pentathlete from the Security team Connor had recruited with the enticement of paying for her Master's degree, and playing to her competitive drive, to get the most 'points' of any mailgirl, whatever that meant-

-an innocent blonde farm girl who was the cousin of a woman already employed at the company who had been forwarded Connor's email and drove into the city just for this, whom Connor signed on the spot because of, quote: 

-"How prettily she blushed when ordered to strip!"

-"Look at that ass Tony, we've GOT to have her-"

-"The adorable way she gasped and blushed when they made her bend over a table and spread her cheeks for Cynthia's inspection, something she had NEVER done before-

-"Seriously Tony, look at that spankable ass!  Two perfect pale melons!"

-and she was a virgin! 

All of those proved irresistible to Connor, and Tony blushed on the girl's behalf, as the CEO made her wait in his office, nude and horribly blushing, bent over with her legs spread, as Connor worked out the details of her mailgirl contract with Cynthia!  

And then signed her as an L-2 with the stipulation that the young blushing virgin HAD to masturbate herself once a day at a public location of Connor's or Cynthia or Tony's choosing, no matter what else the schedule said!

The last mailgirl signed, Five, was signed simply because they had reached the end of the day with only four- other women had quit instead of join, and Connor had growled about how he had really wanted to start tomorrow with a good round five, so Cynthia had smirked- 

-and turned to an ace card she had been holding-

-ordering one of her own HR staff to join, a very tall, slim, beautiful, innocent-eyed curly-haired redhead who was VERY shocked by the sudden change in plans, as she had helped Cynthia prepare the mailgirl rulebook and contracts for the other girls!

She of course had been resistant-

Cynthia had reminded her that she might never work in HR again anywhere if Cynthia wished it-

Connor had doubled her pay to an L-4 just like Jenny-

And in the end, Tony took the shaking girl aside and asked her a few personal questions, and then got Connor to agree to ALSO pay off her aging parents' home loans in addition to her salary, so that they could finally retire with a little bit of health left, with Connor's condition that if she stopped being a mailgirl anytime before her contract was up, the entire loan would come due immediately and her parents would be evicted!

She had signed, reluctantly, and then stripped, even more reluctantly, right there in the open HR office!

And she hadn't wanted to-

She wasn't even in the mood to-

But Connor said "We already had four girls do it, I wouldn't want to break the streak"- and offered the girl a $10,000 signing bonus if she followed the pattern Jenny had set-

"You're going to do it in front of them sometime anyway," Cynthia had laughed.  "Might as well get paid for it, honey."

And so Connor and Cynthia had made the tall blushing naked girl masturbate, bent over her own desk, in front of her own shocked and amused former co-workers, the tall, slim, beautiful, big-breasted redhead struggling with the horrible humiliation of it all, struggling to concentrate enough to orgasm, until Cynthia approached and started gently stroking her back and buttocks and whispering something very quietly in her ear, and surprisingly quickly the girl got wet and started shaking and then she CAME, loudly and suddenly, almost as loudly as Jenny had first thing that morning!

Tony wished he could have known what Cynthia had whispered to her!

But the memory of that beautiful pale-skinned redheaded girl with nearly a flawless model's body shaking and shivering, her eyes shut tight in concentration and shame but her red lips OPEN as she CAME HARD, bent over her own desk, head down, up on her beautiful painted tiptoes-

-haunted him all the way home, until he rushed through his own door!

"LAUREN!" he called out, taking off his tie, throwing his briefcase down on a random table!  "LAUREN!"

Tony's confused wife came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.  "Tony, what's going on?" she laughed.  

"Is Cassandra home?!"

"No, I think she's out at a college thing with her friends until late-MMMPH!"

And Tony was kissing the short pretty brunette.  Hard. 

While ripping off his clothes and hers. 

"TONY!" she laughed as he ripped off his pants to reveal his RAGING erection, his hands going for her dress next!  "WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU?!"

And Tony stripped her naked without answering and threw his nude wife down on the couch and got her ready with his mouth until Lauren was panting and arching her back and curling her toes in anticipation, then lined up his average sized cock and took her HARD, POUNDING her without mercy on the couch-

"OH- GOD TONY- your COCK- IS SO- FUCKING HARD!  WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!"

He didn't answer and kept pounding her until she CAME, screaming and scratching at his back and using her legs to hold him in, which triggered his own huge pulsing orgasm, pumping deep inside her without protection, leaving them both breathless and naked on the living room couch, just like they had done back in college.  

"TONY!" his nude wife laughed, post-sex blush still on her cheeks, legs still wrapped around his waist, a huge amount of his cum leaking out between her legs!  "WHAT HAPPENED at work today?!"

"Nothing!" Tony panted, trying to forget!  He pulled out of her tight hole with his cock still hard, even that feeling still making him shiver, after all these years!  "Absolutely nothing, dear!"

***END OF PART ONE!***