Mailgirls Save The World!- Chapter Two (Fsub, ENF, exhib, forced, corporate orgasm denial)

(Author's Note: Here's our Februrary story, a fsub ENF Mailgirls adventure!  You have to read the first chapter to understand who anyone is, that first chapter is found here: http://pfdee.blogspot.com/2024/04/mailgirls-save-world-part-one-f-sub.html

After this, I'm open to smaller suggestions on what comes after- we can do Spankerton Chapter Two with same or different people, or a very short Powers story, or something about boys being forced to swim nude, something cuckold or ball-busting, I don't know.  Suggest something in the comments, and it might strike a cord!

If you're liking these stories, anything you can donate to the BuyMeACoffee link on the right is appreciated, or just donate to someone in your local community who needs it to cut out a middleman.  A LOT of folks have donated at the coffee link over the last few months, but since my email changed, I haven't gotten notifications to thank them!  (I'll do that in a later post!)

For now, enjoy our favorite Mailgirls' First Day!)

***

OFFICIAL MAILGIRL RULES AT JERSEY SEMICONDUCTORS

(to be posted in the dorm, directly above each Mailgirl's bed)

1. A Mailgirl no longer owns her body. It is now a company asset, to be displayed however the company sees fit, in order to increase shareholder value, or to motivate clothed employees.  Therefore, for the duration of her contract, a Mailgirl must keep her body fit, presentable and completely naked at all times, even when off-duty.  

All pictures taken of Mailgirls in action immediately become property of the Jersey Semiconductor Marketing department, for use as they see fit.

2. A Mailgirl no longer owns her name.  She will be referred to only by her number (such as "Mailgirl Two"), even when in the privacy of the Mailgirl-only dorm, and even when off-duty.  Referring to herself or another Mailgirl by anything besides their number will result in immediate punishment. 

3. A Mailgirl no longer owns her orgasms.  They are now company property, to be used to increase shareholder value, for the amusement of clothed employees, or to maximize Mailgirl motivation.  Therefore, effective immediately, all Mailgirls are forbidden to masturbate, in public or alone, for any reason, without permission.

All Mailgirls are allotted a maximum of exactly one (1) orgasm a week, permission for which can be revoked by Management at any time, for any reason, including during the middle of a previously approved orgasm.  

All Mailgirl orgasms must be witnessed by at least three clothed employees.  

All Mailgirl orgasms should be performative, meaning a Mailgirl should strive to climax as loudly and as enthusiastically as possible, to maximize the enjoyment of the clothed witnesses.

All Mailgirl orgasms should be efficient, the girl doing whatever it takes to make herself climax in the fastest way possible, to minimize any Time Off Task.

When given the command, all Mailgirls should strive to orgasm as quickly and loudly as possible, without attempting to hold back on her vocalizations or body movements.  Any Mailgirl suspected of holding back risks losing her orgasm privileges for the following week(s). 

While Mailgirls are not permitted to touch themselves without approval, Mailgirls are encouraged to touch, caress and lick each other as much as they wish, on their own initiative, on- or off- duty, provided that neither Mailgirl climaxes, and that it does not delay a pending delivery.  All displays of Mailgirl affection must be done in public, in front of witnesses, without attempting to hide from clothed employees.  

Any Mailgirl particularly ambitious at edging other Mailgirls will earn bonuses.  

4. Official Edging Stations are found on every floor, designated by a pink yoga mat bearing the company Mailgirl logo and a spotlight, usually in the most visible part of the common area.  Toys and visual aids to help Mailgirls edge more efficiently will vary from floor to floor.  

All Mailgirls must edge:

-Before and after every shift change

-Before and after every meal

-Before and after every shower or bathroom break, and

-Immediately after every delivery.  

Number of edges required before accepting a delivery is determined by the package recipient, based on mailgirl attitude and delivery time, and provided that it does not delay her next delivery.

All edgings and orgasms for every Mailgirl will be logged in her performance app, with the statistics viewable by any clothed employee of the company at any time.

Any L-5 (Level 5 employee) and above may order any idle Mailgirl to edge herself one time, provided that it does not delay a pending delivery.

Any L-10 and above may order any two idle Mailgirls to kiss or edge each other, regardless of the sexual orientation of the girls, provided it does not delay a pending delivery.  If either girl is suspected of holding back during an ordered sapphic encounter, both will be punished with loss of orgasm privileges for the following week(s). 

All L-12s and above may order any Mailgirl to orgasm at any time, using up her sole orgasm for the week.  The Mailgirl should comply immediately and without complaint. 

5. A Mailgirl no longer owns her ass.  It is to be used for motivational purposes only.  All corporal punishments will be delivered directly to a Mailgirl's nude and bent over buttocks, presented immediately and without complaint, high over any work station, chair, or railing that happens to be handy, at the request of any L-5 and above.  Suggested number and implements of spankings for each offense are detailed in Mailgirl Appendix B, Page 1.

All spankings will be logged in the Mailgirl performance app, with the statistics viewable by any clothed employee of the company at any time.

6. A Mailgirl no longer owns her privacy.  When not on a delivery, any idle Mailgirl must answer any question any clothed employee poses to her, no matter how intimate or personal.

  

Questions may be related, but not limited to:

-How often she orgasms

-How often she edges

-How sexually aroused she currently is

-How powerful her last orgasm was

-Her favorite sexual positions, partners or activities, such as if she enjoys bondage or tickling or anal, and she may be required to describe, in detail, her last attempt at such an activity.  

Any Mailgirl not forthcoming to the satisfaction of the asker will face an immediate corporal punishment to her ass and loss of orgasm privileges.

In addition to questions, all Mailgirls must allow touches from all clothed employees of Jersey Semiconductor, per the following rules:

-All employees L-1 and above are encouraged to apply a single hearty spank to a Mailgirl's buttocks as she runs by, for motivational purposes or collegial encouragement, provided it does not delay a current delivery.

-All employees L-5 and above may require a Mailgirl to enter Inspection Position (hands on head, feet up on toes, tits out) and then fondle or squeeze a Mailgirl's breasts, including light pinching and twisting of the nipples which does not leave a mark, for up to 30 seconds at a time, provided it does not delay a current delivery.  (This may be used in place of or concurrent with, mandatory edging time.)  

-All employees L-10 and above may require a naked Mailgirl to sit on their lap for an extended period of time, logging her into 'idle' status.  During this 'Lap Time', an L-10 may touch a Mailgirl's face, breasts, legs and ass as much as they wish, until her idle status timer runs out. 

-For L-12s and above, Lap Time includes access to a Mailgirl's vaginal and clitoral area.

Mailgirls are never allowed to orgasm during Lap Time, but are also not allowed to move away or end the Lap Time by any physical action on their part.  

They must verbally explain to the toucher, politely, if they are approaching orgasm, how close they are, and detail the punishments the Mailgirl might face, if they have an unauthorized orgasm right now.  

It is then up to the toucher to use company discretion on whether to stop touching, or to continue, to force the Mailgirl to orgasm against her will on their lap.  A toucher will face no punishment for any unauthorized orgasms a Mailgirl may have while on his lap.  

7. Mailgirls are to smile and be cheerful at all times.  

***

DAY ONE

Mailgirl One, formerly Jenny Chang, 25, from the Software department-

-Asian, petite, small breasted, with smooth unblemished golden skin and long silky black hair that went down past her shoulder blades-

-GASPED as she came awake, naked and wet under a single sheet in the Mailgirl dorm-

-after having signed away ALL her rights to wear clothes for two ENTIRE years, just yesterday!

That in itself was arousing enough-

-Jenny blushed as she remembered the powerful orgasm she had had, when forced to strip in front of her co-workers, the CEO, and Tony Berens, the new head of the mailgirl program, and masturbate in front of all of them, for the first time-

-that memory in and of itself had kept Jenny's tiny brown nipples hard and her freshly shaven pussy wet for hours last night, as she had tried to go to sleep-

-naked-

-without touching her pussy-

-next to the four other naked women in the newly created Mailgirl program, in their single big shared army-barracks-style bedroom, in the basement of the Jersey Semiconductors skyscraper last night-

But what REALLY got Jenny going this morning- 

-her first as a mandatorily naked delivery girl for ALL of her old co-workers and bosses-

-was that Mailgirl Three was underneath Jenny's sheet and between her legs right now, expertly licking the tiny Asian sleeping girl's shocked and undefended pussy!

"LILY!" Jenny gasped, coming fully awake, covering her mouth to not wake anyone else, squirming, squeezing her legs against the powerful foreign sensations-

-but not even making a dent in the tall blonde, former NCAA handball player's strong shoulders keeping the Asian girl's slim legs apart!

Jenny lifted up her sheet to see what the hell was happening!

"...Lily!" she hissed, blushing!  "...stop!"

The beautiful dirty blonde-

-formerly Lily Brown, 26, from the Security Division-

-a tall amazing former NCAA handball player with shoulders and arms and legs and buttocks and thighs like a Greek Goddess-

-it had inspired some very confused feelings in Jenny, when she had first seen Mailgirl Three naked late last night, as they all showered together and then prepared for bed-

-the former NCAA athlete stopped licking Jenny's helpless pussy long enough to look up and meet Jenny's eyes.

"You're not supposed to use my name," she chuckled, her chin wet and on Jenny's bare pussy as the Asian girl squirmed!  "Didn't you read the rules?"

"Of course I did!" Jenny panted, blushing, unsure of what to do!  "They're posted in huge block letters on huge posters right above every bed in here!"

"Well then," Lily laughed, and went back to licking!

"...Mailgirl Three!" Jenny stumbled, panting, remembering!  "What are you doing?!"

"It says we're encouraged to edge each other," Lily laughed, giving Jenny a wink!  "Consider this your wake up call."

And she went back to expertly licking Jenny's bare naked pussy!

While holding Jenny's slim wrists down to the bed with her much stronger arms, to make sure the smaller 'straight' girl couldn't squirm away!

"M-m-mailgirl THREE!" Jenny cried, squirming anyway, gasping, bucking, her slim smooth legs going everywhere, but somehow finally ending up over the tall athletic blonde's strong shoulders, her naked feet dangling and flexing in the air!  "MAILGIRL THREE- I'm gonna cum!"

The licking stopped!

"You're not allowed to do that either," the demon below Jenny's sheets chuckled, giving long, slow, maddening licks to Jenny's erect clit, which were about to make Jenny's toes pop off!  "Haven't you read the rules?"

"I- ungh- HAVE!" the studious Jenny gasped, feeling her whole body start to tremble!

"Have you ever been edged by a woman before?"

"...n NO!"

More slow licking!  

Jenny's flat stomach was going up and down, PANTING with the EFFORT of holding it in-

"You'll find it's a lot more gentle than when a Man tries to edge you," Lily laughed, licking the gasping girl in a new and different way!  "But that just means it can go on for much, much LONGER... I've melted straight girls minds with this tongue."

"PppPLEASE DON'T!  Melt- MY MIND!" Jenny begged!  "It's- our first day!"

"A little edging is good for a tiny little submissive snack like you-"

"...but I've never- been edged- by a MAN EITHER!" the blushing Asian girl admitted!

"Oh, then this WILL be fun..."

"Mmmailgirl THREE!" Jenny begged, shaking, as the other girl's tongue went into overdrive, racing the confused straight girl hard towards a huge confusing epic orgasm at breakneck speeds!  "...ohhhh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK-"

All Mailgirl pussies were required to be smooth and presentable at all times. 

All Mailgirl bodies were required to be smooth and presentable at all times. 

But not all Mailgirls were required to be lesbians.

And Jenny definitely had NOT been, back before she had signed her contract!

But now-

-Jenny wasn't sure WHAT she was!

"OhhhhhhhhffuucckohgodohgodOHGOD!  OHFUCK!  LILY!  STOP!"

By now the other three Mailgirls were awake and watching Jenny's distress, with differing levels of amusement.

Mailgirl Two-

-formerly Sarah Tieg, 38, the youngest female L-12 and first female Head of Accounting that Jersey Semiconductor had ever had-

-a tall, beautiful, long-haired reddish brunette who had formerly run track in college- 

-who would have never have been caught dead in the Mailgirl program, but had been caught in office politics and 'hand-picked' into the Mailgirl program against her will-

-sat up naked in her bed, putting down the Kindle she had been reading, holding her sheet up to her smooth naked and lotioned body, and chuckled to the young woman in the next bed.  

"I didn't know Mailgirl One was a lesbian."

Mailgirl Four-

-formerly Kayla-Lee Adams, 18, a blonde farmgirl with smooth soft white skin, cousin to a girl who worked at Jersey Semiconductors, who had been signed on the spot to become a Mailgirl by the CEO Connor Drake, mainly because she was a virgin-

-gulped and blushed, watching her first sexual display ever- that didn't include farm animals!

"...I don't think... she is!" Kayla said, blushing and squeezing her bare thighs together!

The older Sarah chuckled again, getting out of her bed and sitting next to the slim naked farmgirl, their shoulders brushing, making the young blonde shiver!  "Who knows what any of us will be, if we get through this."

Mailgirl Five- 

-a tall beautiful statuesque redhead from Cynthia's own HR department with legs like Cindy Crawford-

-none of the other girls had even known Mailgirl Five's real name before all of this started-

-so to them, she would always and forever stay a number!

"She's not," Mailgirl Five confirmed, coming to sit onto Kayla-lee's bed from the other side, sandwiching the nervous naked blond between two taller older naked women!

"How would YOU know?" Kayla gulped, feeling all of their smooth legs touch!

"I was in HR.  It was in her file: very straight, very monogamous.  I had to review the files of all the potential Mailgirls selected for the program when we were creating it."

Sara furrowed her brow and pointed up at the huge poster above Kayla's bed!

"Oh, so YOU'RE responsible for all these stupid rules we have to follow!"

Mailgirl 5 swallowed.  

"Yes.  Partially.  Most of them were Cynthia's ideas.  I just had to check them... for legality and enforceability!"

Kayla gulped.  "So why did you allow that stupid only-one-orgasm-a-week rule, then, when you knew you were going to be in the program yourself!"

The tall beautiful nude redhead with the big tits and long legs blushed!

"I- I didn't know I was going to be in it... not until the very end of yesterday!"

Kayla gasped.  "How is that possible?!"

"Because Connor-"

"That's Connor Drake, CEO and only L-14 in the building," Sarah explained for Kayla-Lee.  

"Oh."

"And Ivy League Frat boy, former lacrosse player and a big douche," Sara laughed.  "Hand-picked by the Board to 'turn the company around'.  Starting a mailgirls program was HIS stupid idea- he must have read it in the stupid Harvard Business Journal!"

"Oh."

"So Connor," Mailgirl Five blushed, continuing on- "he demanded that Cynthia have an even five mailgirls by the start of the program- and they were one short- even after you joined up out of the blue-" Five gulped, nodding at Kayla, "-and so Cynthia drafted me!" the tall redhead said, blushing!  "She told me..."

The beautiful naked redhead blushed even harder, the skin around her chest and neck nearly turning the color of her hair!

"-it doesn't matter what she told me!  Now I'm IN this stupid program with all of YOU!"

"Cynthia trapped you in here too huh?" Sara laughed.  "She's a snake.  She's had it in for me, ever since I became the youngest female L-12 in the company and Head of Accounting ahead of her."

Mailgirl Five looked at her.  

"I heard that they caught you vibrating yourself at your desk after hours so loudly that they could hear you on monitoring microphones in the air ducts."

Sara looked right back!  

"I heard that Cynthia made you strip naked right in the HR department right in front of everyone you've ever worked with and masturbate naked and up on your toes, bent over your own desk like a slut- and that when you were struggling to cum, Cynthia whispered something into your ear... and you came so hard that your legs almost gave out."

The haughty naked redhead blushed!  "Well I heard that-"

"Ladies!  Please!" the blonde farmgirl in between them said, shivering and touching both their legs!  "Don't fight!  Mailgirls have to- stick together!"

Sara looked at her.  "What are you, some sort of Mailgirl groupie?"

Mailgirl Five agreed.  "You probably read all those stupid erotic stories about Mailgirl life, back on your farm in Iowa."

Now the naked blonde blushed harder!  "No!  I just... it's just that- Mailgirl One has been being edged- the whole time you two were arguing!" she said, pointing!

The two older women looked back and laughed.  

Mailgirl One was now a sweating panting squirming bucking mess-

-still held down by her tiny wrists, as the taller stronger more powerful blonde athlete held her in place and expertly licked between her legs-

-and was STILL not allowed to cum, no matter HOW she was bucking!

Kayla gulped!  "Wow.  Mailgirl One is really... um... doing a great job of not orgasming!"

"No she's not," Sara chuckled.  "Mailgirl Three is playing her like a fiddle."

The Asian girl was sweating now, bucking and gasping on the bed-

The single thin sheet Mailgirls were allowed to sleep under for warmth now thrown off with all her gyrations, leaving her body and Mailgirl Three's totally nude and exposed-

-and she was shaking, gasping, grabbing the other girl's head with her thighs, her feet going wild, about to achieve release-

Sara nudged Kayla-Lee in the ribs again-

"Watch Three's tongue, watch what she does."

-and one second before Jenny would have orgasmed, Mailgirl Three bent her tongue back from the other girl's clit, breaking contact-

"NOOOOOOO!!" the panicked Jenny cried, squeezing her legs, bucking her hips, trying to get that last little lick-

-but the former NCAA athlete was much bigger and stronger and easily resisted, Mailgirl One's actions doing as good as bucking against iron restraints-

-and the sweating Asian girl fell back onto her bed, frustrated!

"FUCCCKK!  LILLY!"

And then Mailgirl Three, while still not moving, reached out with her pink tongue and just tapped the Asian girl's clit again-

-on and off-

-in a fast pattern, like a finger drumming on a desk!  

And each tap made the smaller naked girl SCREAM.

"LLIILLLLLLLLLLLYY!"

Sara nodded to the farmgirl.  "THAT'S how you can tell Three's a lesbian."

The virgin farmgirl was gulping, blushing, pressing her naked thighs together!  "Oh- okay!"

Mailgirl Five scoffed.  "It's more of a tell that she's a dom.  But Three also is a lesbo.  That was in her file."

"If she's a dom she wouldn't be trapped in this with all of us," Sara retorted. 

"Connor's paying for her entire Master's Degree after this, anywhere she wants to go, if she makes it through her entire contract," the former HR rep said.  "Not a bad deal.  For a beautiful athletic lesbian who gets to spend two years domming all the other helpless naked girls trapped in a basement with her."

"Not even that is worth giving your body and life away for two years," Sara sneered, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kayla-Lee gulped.  "So why did she join then?"

"You can ask her the next time she's edging you," the naked Sara said, getting up and starting to stretch!  "As virginal you are, it will probably be you tomorrow morning."

"OHHHFFUCCCKLLILLLLLLYY!" Mailgirl one was screaming, losing her mind.

And that's when a whistle blared and Cynthia stepped in-

-Head Bitch of the Mailgirl Department, second youngest L-12 in the company after Sara-

-expertly dressed in tall black heels, sheer shiny black stockings, a tight short black miniskirt that ended just below her tight ass and a tight blazer unbuttoned just enough to show off the tops of her firm naked tits underneath. 

"Now that's a dominant," Sara told the blushing farmgirl, while stretching in front of her.

"MAILGIRLS AT ATTENTION!" Cynthia barked, snapping the riding crop in her hand!  "LINE UP BY NUMBER!"

There was a chaotic scramble of naked women-

-some already standing-

-some in bed-

-all of them bumping into each other-

-mainly because none of them knew where to start lining up, because Mailgirl One, who should have been at the head of the line, was still gasping in bed, shaking from being edged!

Cynthia blew her whistle again!

"Slow to line up!  That's three crops on the behind for each of you!  And-" She looked around room.  "Five extra crops to Mailgirl One, for referring to Three by not her number!  And five extra crops to Mailgirl Four- for masturbating without permission!"

Sara turned to the blonde farmgirl, laughing!  "What is she talking about?  You were with me the entire-" 

And then LAUGHED when she noted the very guilty look on the virgin's face-

-and the wetness between her thighs and on the slick fingers of her right hand!

The innocent blonde was SO red-faced!  

"I- couldn't help it!  Mailgirl One- was yelling her HEAD off!"

Cynthia smirked and blew her shrill whistle once again!  "INSPECTION POSITION!"

The girls snapped to attention!

'Inspection position' was in the Mailgirl handbook all of them had read with different levels of shock and horror in the dorm last night-

'Inspection Position: A Mailgirl is to stand erect and on her toes, buttocks tense, hands on her head, eyes staring straight ahead, chest raised to put her tits up and out, and not move until released!  Her feet should be farther than shoulder-width apart to allow the inspector unfettered access to the Mailgirl's pussy, for as long as he or she wishes!' 

Even having read about Mailgirls before-

And knowing probably what she was being forced into, by Connor and Cynthia-

-38 year old Mailgirl Two Sara Tieg blushed as she snapped to attention in Inspection Position, tits up and pussy out-

-for review by her biggest rival in the company!

Just yesterday she had been the Head of the Accounting Department, managing millions of dollars of assets-

-and now she was here, getting Cynthia's gloved finger stuck in her pussy!

"...wet," Cynthia gloated, her finger inside of her, as Sara's face burned a hot red!  

She flicked Sara's clit on the way out, making the blushing Mailgirl wince!  

The trainer moved down the line to Mailgirl Three, former NCAA athlete Lily Brown.

"Wet and... a little more shaving required to remove stubble," she laughed, feeling around as the taller woman blushed!  "Two extra extra crops on the behind!"  

She moved to Mailgirl Four, the blonde virgin farmgirl.  "...wet," she laughed.  "From unauthorized masturbation."  The girl looked like she was going to die!  

Then Mailgirl Five, her former assistant- "Wet, as I knew you would be..." she told the tall blushing redhead in Inspection position, before finally coming back to the head of the line, to put her shiny gloved finger onto Jenny Chang, Mailgirl One.

"And... sopping," she laughed, as Jenny blushed and gasped, squirming in Inspection Position, up on her toes! "I knew I had chosen the right team of exhibitionist sluts to start this program."

The beautiful shorter Asian girl with the incredibly silky hair was gasping and shaking, fighting hard to hold the position up on her toes, and Sara dared lean forward out of position to look-

-and saw that Cynthia still had her fingers inside of her, the clothed woman polishing the inside of the younger girl's sopping vagina at a steady pace!

"...Miss Cynthia!" the trembling Asian girl gasped!  "I'm about... to cum!"

Cynthia chuckled.  "You are not authorized."

But she didn't stop her fingering!

"MISS CYNTHIA!"

"Hold it in," she chuckled.  "Or you lose orgasm privileges for... a month."

"Ghhhd!  I- I-"

"Stop torturing her, you sadist!" Sara yelled, still holding the Inspection Position!  

Every other Mailgirl gasped. 

But Cynthia just laughed.  "Why should I?"

Sara was blushing, gulping-

"Because as close as she is- you're going to mess up and make her cum- and then she'll be useless for the rest of the day!"

Cynthia pulled her fingers out just in time.  

"Unnngh!" the nude Asian girl huffed, almost falling over in relief!  Sara was about to reach out and catch her, but Jenny steadied herself in time.

"Unfortunately, you make a good point.  Mailgirl Two," Cynthia gloated, and the nude Sara's face and body burned, just like before!  

And Sara couldn't deny-

-being dehumanized by a tall, sexy powerful clothed woman-

-made her feel a very familiar hunger throbbing between her open legs!

"Since all of you sluts are all so close to orgasming, that just means we have to move on to the punishment portion of the morning," Cynthia chuckled, pulling out her riding crop again!  "All Mailgirls!  Bend over your beds!  Asses up and facing the aisle!  And... SMILE!"

And so, the dominatrix/HR rep/Mailgirl Trainer moved deliberately and steadily down the aisle-

-liberally applying her riding crop to every naked upturned squirming behind-

-until the bent-over tiptoed nude women were gasping and hopping in place and kicking their bare naked clenching feet, grabbing their sheets as their asses caught fire-

Jenny and Sara got it the worst, and if Cynthia added a few more strokes than they were supposed to get, just for fun, well, there was no one to stand up for them.   

And that is how the Mailgirls at Jersey Semiconductor began their first morning of their two year long contract.

***

Tony Berens, L-13, just one step below the CEO and now the reluctant 'Head' of the new Mailgirls program, woke up in bed, wearing sweatpants and a shirt, next to his sleeping satisfied wife-

-a wife he had fucked harder last night than he had in ten years-

-taking her naked and almost bent in half, right on the living room couch the second he had gotten home, after spending all day 'recruiting' mailgirls with the CEO Connor Drake-

-she had sucked his cock and taken him inside her again in their bedroom, later on that night, letting him fuck her just as forcefully but much more quietly, since their college-aged daughter had gotten home and was lounging in the living room-

-his amazed wife still wondering what had 'gotten into' her normally reserved engineer husband that night!

And Tony still woke up hard, with a painful boner that just wouldn't quit!

He grunted and got out of bed, not waking his wife-

-took a shower and considered jacking off to get rid of the embarrassing thing-

-he was a department head for god's sake!

Or at least he had been, until Connor moved him to this stupid new Mailgirl program-

-Tony got as far as having slick shampoo on his hand and stroking his painful cock more than a few dozen times, but stopped just before he finished-

-calming down and getting dressed and heading for the office-

-because he knew what awaited him there. 

***

Tony was only partially shocked by the huge crowd of gawkers, waiting in the open air atrium of Jersey Semiconductor this morning, all pressed against the edge of the second floor railing!  They were waiting for something, and unfortunately, Tony knew what.  

The crowd was mostly men, as expected, but there were quite a few women too, from all divisions.  About in proportion to the number of women at the company, Tony noted, doing a quick count.  Maybe even higher!

The mood in the crowd was eager, jovial, predatory.  And of course, in the center of everything, patting backs and shaking hands, was CEO Connor Drake.

Blonde, rugged, handsome, charismatic, tall and built, even under his expensive dress shirt, 38, Connor was everything that the older Tony wasn't. 

Tony sighed and started cutting through the crowd, everyone making way for one of the only L-13s in the building, the only one who could stand up to L-14 Connor.  The CEO saw him in the crowd and met him halfway. 

"Return to Office hesitancy, my ass!" he laughed, shaking Tony's hand!  "LOOK at this CROWD!  We're not going to have ANY problems that our competitors have, getting people back to work!"

Tony shook the offered hand but let go as quickly as possible!  "You know why they're all here, Connor.  And it's definitely not to work."

"Potato, potah-to- this is going to get butts in seats, energized and NOT taking breaks- and then the synergy and organic collaboration will just flow from there!"

"You better hope so," Tony said, as the crowd started cheering for something neither of the men could see.  Even standing mouth to ear, Tony had to yell to be heard!  "You promised the board a 10% productivity and profit increase in just one quarter, so you better hope this Mailgirl program delivers!"

But Connor wagged a finger at him!  "No Tony, YOU better hope it delivers.  YOU'RE in charge of the Mailgirl Program- the productivity increase is on YOU!"

"I only agreed to run the Mailgirl program- to protect those girls!  To make sure they weren't- abused by you and Cynthia!"

"And to keep your fat paycheck."

"Which shouldn't be tied- to this in the first place!" Tony sputtered!  "I'm- an engineer!  I work- with numbers!  Not- naked girls!  AND I'm married!"

Connor laughed and clapped Tony's back!  "Which is exactly why I chose you for this- I know you won't TOUCH those girls, Tony- and you'll keep your eyes on the NUMBERS- not their tits!"

"Connor!  I really think-"

The cheers from the crowd got frantic and Connor laughed.  "Show's starting Tony!  We don't want to miss this!"

They pushed to the front of the railing, everyone in the crowd making way for the CEO and his right hand man-

Tony saw that the crowd had been reacting to a huge countdown playing on the display screens hanging in the atrium-

-screens big enough to have been in a football stadium-

-usually showing something about the company stock price, news snippets from the very exciting domestic semiconductor industry, and canned recorded messages saying how environmentally conscious their huge gas-powered manufacturing plants were-

-the 2nd floor offices were supposed to have been converted to a new employee gym, with views from the treadmills overlooking the huge spacious atrium in the center of the first five floors-

-but had instead been secretly turned by Connor and Cynthia into the Mailgirls's dorm and showering and preparation room, with crystal clear floor-to-ceiling glass windows Connor had insisted on, so that ANYONE could watch the Mailgirls showering, at 7 am in the morning!

It was nearly 9 am now, and over those windows were thick red blackout curtains, heightening the anticipation.  And the huge TV screens were showing an immense countdown clock with less than a minute left-

Tony watched as around the clock there started showing different loading screen tips, reiterating the rules of the Mailgirl program-

-rule number three got a big cheer from the crowd-

-and finally, rotating pictures of each Mailgirl before, at work fully clothed, with their position, measurements and a picture of the panties they had been forced to discard, when Connor and Tony had signed them into the program-

-panties which Connor had ordered framed and hung in Tony's office against his will!

Mailgirl One, Jenny Chang, got a huge cheer from the Software department-

Mailgirl Three, the tall dirty blonde Amazon Lily Brown a cheer from the Security team but a lot of other men as well, she was probably the most 'supermodel' of the bunch-

And Mailgirl Two, Sara Tieg, got a cheer from EVERYONE in the lobby-

-except for Tony!

But the blushing man couldn't help feeling his cock getting hard in his pants!

"This is going to be HUGE," Connor gloated, watching the screen and crowd eagerly, clapping Tony on the back so hard it hurt, even through his suit!  "TEN percent productivity increase by the end of the week, Tony- I want to SEE it!"

"Connor, they're naked girls running through the office delivering notes that could have been an email," he objected!  "How am I supposed to turn that into profits and productivity?"

"I don't know- that's why YOU'RE the numbers guy!" Connor laughed as the crowd got even louder!

The countdown on the screen was in its last 10 seconds now-

-the static clothed pictures of the girls in their 'before' state morphing into blurry action shots of the girls showering earlier this morning-

-the crowd cheered-

-each picture slowly getting clearer and in higher resolution as the timer counted down-

-cutting now into a fast montage of their moans as they completed their required post-shower edging this morning, under the laughing direction of Cynthia, probably just a few minutes ago!

Just showing a flash of each naked woman before cutting to the next-

-just a quick moan and a cut-

-just enough to tease, not satisfy-

-the crowd was going WILD-

Tony idly wondered who in the Marketing department had turned that video around so fast this morning-

-but even Tony felt his cock stiffen at the sight-

-of hearing five beautiful naked women whimpering and moaning, as they fingered themselves, eyes closed and mouths open under the hot rainfall showers, trying not to orgasm!

And the counter hit zero.

A huge gong sounded-

The curtain over the showers dropped-

-but they were empty!

And the door to the Mailgirl dorm burst open and five barefoot, blushing, long-haired naked women SPRINTED out of it across the skybridge toward the ravenous crowd, looking so scared, they might have been about to throw up!

"MAKE A PATH!" Connor laughed, boosting himself up on the railing to be seen!  "NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO IMPEDE A MAILGIRL ON A DELIVERY!"

The crowd parted like the Red Sea-

-everyone knew that Connor could fire any of them on the spot-

-but that didn't mean they had to make the path wide. 

The crowd moved just enough to let the running girls blitz through, their shoulders brushing clothed men-

Tony barely caught a glimpse of blushing faces, speeding ponytails, smooth bare shoulders and naked bouncing butts on barefoot girls as they blazed past-

Black armbands holding smartphones to their left biceps, running performance trackers that would record their position in the building, their speed, time to their next delivery, and even their orgasm and edge count!

The girls' bodies were unmarked except for a huge black number stenciled with removable body paint on their right arm and naked supple left hip-

-the number that people would call them by instead of their name, for the next two years! 

And even that quick passing milli-second glance-

-was enough to get Tony's blood racing and send a jolt of electricity to his cock!

And then the girls were gone, disappearing into the stairwell at the end of the atrium, heading up!

The monstrous TV screens changed to the message: 

"THE MAILGIRL PROGRAM IS NOW- OPEN!"

"SCHEDULE A DELIVERY RIGHT FROM YOUR DESK- THROUGH THE MAILGIRL APP!"

Tony had needed to approve those graphics, late last night. 

The crowd almost KILLED themselves, pushing to get to the elevators and get to their desks, some foolish men trying to go up the stairwell after the girls, even though the scared naked girls were running like deer and must have been two floors ahead by now-

-the crush of bodies ripped Tony and Connor apart, Connor laughing and going with the flow upstairs, Tony clinging to a load-bearing post, like a man in a tsunami!

"TEN percent improvement by the end of the week!" Connor reminded as he let himself be swept away!  "Or I put Cynthia in charge of the program- and you're GONE!"

And Tony was left, clinging to his hard pole in the middle of a mostly empty atrium. 

***

Either by fate or horrible design, at some point early in the morning, every Mailgirl had to make a delivery to their former department.  

For Mailgirl Three, former NCAA athlete Lily Brown, it was her very first run.

The tall powerful barefooted blonde Amazon sprinted up the steps to the Security department, blushing as her heart raced, being bare-assed and bare-pussy nude, in the same hallways she used to walk as a steel-toed security guard every day!

But she grit her teeth and pushed forward, determined to make a good time-

-and burst forward, panting, into the cramped darkened security room, with its screens showing all the camera views to the entire rest of the building- 

-to huge cheers and laughs from her former all-male colleagues!

"Holy SHIT- she actually DID it!"

"Look at dat ASS!"

"WOOOOOO GIRL!  Looking GOOOD!" 

Lily gasped and blushed, but didn't run away, looking for the recipient-

-all the other security guards were taller beefier more muscular men, so even the powerful Lily felt small, tiny, helpless running into their midst-

-totally barefoot and the only one naked, in the middle of five laughing fully clothed men!  

It made her heart race and other parts of her tingle-

She quickly sought out Darren James, L-4 in charge of Security, and sprinted over, panting, the small box in her arms outstretched!

"Here!  Here's your damn package, Darren!" 

The tall black man laughed, blatantly eyeing the helpless panting naked woman up and down!  "Shit, Lily, I didn't think you'd actually do it!  But damn if this isn't how I always pictured you greeting me every morning!"

The barefoot naked women blushed, forbidden to cover up!  She felt her nipples going harder by the second!  "Can you go ahead and mark me delivered already?!  They judge us by the micro-second!"

Darren moved to do so on her armband phone, then paused.  "Wait... aren't you supposed to do something for us first?"

"GRAB HER TITS!" one of the other guards yelled, standing up from his station to get a better look!

"Are you an L-5 Hank?" she shot back.  "Is Darren?  If not, these amazing tits are staying- untouched!"

Lily didn't know why she threw in the world 'amazing'-

-she had tried to stay ultra-professional when she had been a clothed guard, never wearing makeup or even tight pants, never flirting or doing anything perceived as feminine-

-and the boys had hit on her anyway, forcing her to shut them down time and again, until she was eventually just another security guard!

But the way they were looking at her now-

-with a hunger in their eyes-

-made her feel-

-scared and helpless and bold at the same time!

Barefoot, Lily arched her back to perk her firm tits higher, leaning forward and posing with her hands on Darren's desk, up on her tiptoes, her ass out, like a Playboy model!  "Darren," she panted, "PLEASE mark me as delivered already- I really NEED your help here..."

The man was wide-eyed!  

"...but aren't you... supposed to..."

"Edge?" she laughed, taking the plunge!  "You want me to edge for you?"

Now HE looked embarrassed!

Her other co-worker Hank wasn't.

"YEAH!  EDGE LILY!"

She looked around for an official edging station-

-of course these knuckleheads hadn't put out the pink mat or spotlight anywhere-

-and so she made a snap decision-

-to knock a big stack of reports and other bullshit off of Darren's desk-

-and jump up onto it-

-taking the most visible spot in the entire room!

She laid on his desk like a Greek Goddess porn star and spread her thighs and closed her eyes-

-there was no way she was looking any of these Neanderthals in the face while doing this- 

-and gasped and blushed when she reached down and realized-

-she was already completely sopping wet. 

The second her fingers touched her slick pussy the room erupted. 

"SHE'S DOING IT!"

"LOOK AT THAT!"

"HOLLLLLY SHITT LIILLY!!"

Lily had performed for crowds before-

-but it was usually in an NCAA stadium-

-with a small bored audience of parents hundreds of feet away- 

-and she had always been fully dressed!

But here, in the intimately small, half-dark. Security Office-

-naked as the day she was born-

-and wetter than she had been with her first girlfriend-

-Lily knew, she had never performed in her life up until now!

Every circle of her finger was like an electric shock throughout her body-

-every circle made her gasp and get so much closer to cumming!

She started breathing harder and bit her lip!

"Ohfuckk!"

And another huge cheer from the boys went up!

And there was something so EAGER in their voices-

-so HUNGRY-

-so... desperate-

-that Lily felt another urge entirely.  

With her non-masturbating hand she reached up and let down her ponytail, letting her long silky dirty blonde hair spill everywhere-

-across Darren's desk, across her face and neck, across her heaving naked chest-

-while looking at each guard in the eyes as she played with her smooth slick wide open pink pussy, smirking at them as she got closer and closer!

She felt her competitive urges taking over-

-if these knuckle-draggers wanted to see HER in her most intimate moment-

-she was going to give them the worst blue balls they ever had!

She locked eyes with each of them, panting and playing with herself-

"You boys gonna be able to get back to work after this?" she panted, getting close!  "Or are you ALL... going to rush to the bathroom and JERK off... thinking about this tight hot little wet pussy?!"

Her old boss' jaw dropped!  "..Lily!"

She grinned.

"It's so fucking hot in there," she laughed, sticking a full finger inside her as they watched!  "Sooo fucking hot and tight," she teased.  "And you boys- will never- even- get to TASTE IT!" she squeaked, pulling her fingers out just in time, gasping and PANTING on Darren's desk, slamming her fist down onto the hard wood-

-as she edged!

"-ohfuckohfuckohfuck!" she gasped, then laughed, panting and looking up at the shocked clothed black man!  "That was... so close!"

She turned to her old boss, fingers still playing with her pussy, sticking her other arm with the armband out towards him!  "Darren... can you... PLEASE mark me... as delivered now?!"

And now afraid to touch her, the bigger clothed black man- 

-hit the red button on her phone, ending the timer!

And Lily noticed he was rock hard inside his tight black security pants!

The naked Amazon swung her feet off his desk like it was just another day and giggled as she jogged out the door, her armband already taking her to her next delivery.

"Thanks!  See you NEXT time, Boys!"

***

Mailgirl One, formerly Jenny Chang from the Software Department, had a very different return to her old stomping grounds.

Her first few deliveries had been to floors she had never seen, to older women in departments the former lowly L-2 had never worked with, so it wasn't as embarrassing-

-it was still embarrassing to be butt naked running barefoot through a fully staffed corporate office, but at least she didn't KNOW anybody!

But her heart dropped when her fourth delivery of the day, beeping up on her armband, said "Software, Floor 9!"

She picked up the package of new mousepads from the mailroom and tried to delay-

-but the big red timer ticking down on the app banded to her bicep pushed her forward!

Because she knew Cynthia would take the crop to her bare ass if she missed too many deadlines!  Just like she had with the lineup this morning!  Jenny's ass-

-STILL stung from that!

The naked Asian girl was almost shaking as she reached her old door to her old department on her scared naked feet-

-but the phone on her arm started buzzing as the timer reached the last thirty seconds!

Freaking out, Jenny rushed in-

-into a party with EVERYONE from the Software Department waiting for her, holding cake and their phones to record!

"SURPRRRRRRISSSSEEEEE!"

They had even made up a banner, with her face photoshopped onto the body of a naked, ludicrously-breasted muscular Asian porn star!

She almost fell OVER in shame!

Some of her old co-workers who hadn't been in yesterday were laughing and filming!

"WHOOOO!!  Look at that!"

"Who KNEW little Jenny was HOT under all those hoodies!"

Head spinning, unable to run, unable to hide, Jenny pushed inside and scanned the room, looking for the recipient!

"Akosh!  HERE!" she gasped, practically throwing the box at him!  "Now mark me done!"

The nerdy Indian developer laughed!  "Not so fast- aren't you supposed to edge for us?"

The timer on her arm was still ticking down to the last seconds!

"I don't have TIME!" she cried, stamping her bare naked feet on the ground, making the gathered men laugh!  "None of my other deliveries- made me do that!"

Akosh crossed his arms over his chest!  "Well it's the rule!  You have to!"  

Jenny panted, looking around-

-and saw that the official edging station-

-was on top of her old work desk!

"Oh fuck-"

She ran over to her old desk-

-now cleared of all her personal effects except her chair and monitor-

-followed closely by a crowd of eager young unbelieving developers-

-and hopped up onto the soft pink rubber yoga mat, now literally under a hot spotlight!

The countdown on the phone banded to her arm ended, making it buzz and vibrate-

-and go into penalty time!

"Oh God!" she gasped, spreading her legs and starting to quickly masturbate!

The crowd went wild!

"HOOLLLLLY FUCK!"

"This is- AWESOMEE!"

"I'M- NEVER- WORKING ANYWHERE ELSE AGAIN!" another dev laughed!

Jenny closed her eyes, trying to block out the crowd!  

Who started chanting her name as she masturbated!

"JENNY!  JENNY!  JENNY!"

It was overpowering-

It was INTENSE-

So many horny men, watching her-

"OH GOD!" she gasped, pulling fingers away, squeezing her slippery thighs together, edging at the last second!  "NNNGGGYH!"  She shuddered, gasping and clenching her empty fists and her naked legs, squirming with how close it had been, then turned to the recipient!  "..Akosh!" she begged with a blushing red face, as her penalty timer kept climbing!  "Mark me done!"

"That was too fast!" he protested!  "I barely got to see!"

"She was faking!" another developer yelled.  

"NO I WASN'T!" Jenny cried back, blushing, sitting naked on her old desk, pressing her slippery thighs together!

Akosh was looking through the rules on his phone!  Slowly!

"It says I can make you do another edge if I'm not happy with the first one!"

"Only if I don't have another delivery!"

Another developer laughed.  "You're not even done with THIS one yet!"

Akosh laughed again!  "It says... we're allowed to touch her tits too!"

Jenny covered her chest with her arms!  "Only if you're an L-5!"

The crowd groaned.  

"Wait!" one of them said.  "Bill from IT next door is an L-7!"

"Go het him!"

"Hurry!"

"NO!" Jenny begged, but the developer was already running across the hall!  As fast as a Mailgirl!  

She turned to her old co-worker, one who she had worked so many late nights with, sharing pizza, while he taught her about code!  "Akosh!  Please!"

He coughed, not looking at her!  "You chose to be a Mailgirl.  None of us made you."

Jenny blushed hard!  "I... didn't choose!  I... got chosen!"

"But you had to apply!"

The other dev came running back, with the L-7 in tow!  "I've got him!"

Jenny panicked, panting for air, but the new L-7 was more than eager to get started!  

"Hands on your head, Little Mailgirl!"

Jenny's heart pounded when she heard herself referred to as 'little'-

-and her edged pussy tingled almost against her will!

She complied, sitting on top of her old desk totally nude, back arched, hands up on the back of her head to push her small perky tits up and out, blushing horribly!

And she GASPED when Bill's fingers pinched her nipples!

"Oh- GOD!"

For how eager he was, he was surprisingly gentle.  At first.  

"I'm allowed to pinch harder, right?" he asked, just rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers as he waited for Akosh to confirm, driving Jenny crazy!

"Yeah man, it says go nuts," Akosh said, reading his phone!  "You're just not allowed to leave any marks.  And she has to edge the same time that you're doing it."

"Akosh!" Jenny protested!  "No I DON'T!"

"There's only FIVE Mailgirls in the entire BUILDING," he protested back!  "You might be- the ONLY ONE we see ALL DAY!"

"But I shouldn't have to- eeeeeeE!" she cried, as a gleeful L-7 Bill started pinching and twisting her nipples-

-like she was a cheap Japanese radio!

"AHHHH!  OHGODD!" she panted, squirming on her desk, hands still somehow on her head!

"Do you like that?" another dev demanded!  "You have to answer truthfully!  Or we get to spank you!"

Jenny panted, gasping, squirming-

"YES!" she finally admitted to the hoots of the crowd, her face going three shades of red!  "Oh god- it's- ohh god, stop please!"

"She's going to cum from just having her nipples played with!" a guy howled!

"She's not allowed to!"

"Cumming will get her punished!" another laughed!

Jenny panted, her hands on her head, her small sensitive undefended nipples being roughly played with-

-by some guy she barely knew!

Jenny had always had a thing for her nipples-

-sometimes as a teen, she could make herself orgasm just from that-

-it would take a long time, the teenager panting under her covers alone at night, rolling her nipples in her fingers underneath her loose cut-off t-shirt, absolutely soaking her innocent cotton panties, as she played for hours on end, building up but never quite getting there-

-but the orgasms that came from all that build-up-

-were insane!

Even before the teen had known what her clit or pussy or g-spot could do-

-nipple orgasms were some of her first and most powerful!

And so right now-

-being surrounded by a pack of laughing clothed men who had been her 'friends'-

-the only naked girl, in a sea of clothed men-

-after just coming off that very close edge-

-with a laughing man playing with those very same cute brown nipples like he owned them-

-meant she couldn't hold back!

"OHHGODD!  BILL! STOP!  PLEASE!"

"Keep Going Bill!" Akosh laughed!  "Keep going!"

Jenny grit her teeth-

-but then the phone on her arm went off, beeping, the screen going from red- 

-to green!

"I've got another delivery!" she cried, taking her hands off her head, sliding her feet off her desk on the side Bill wasn't and pulling away-

-just a few micro-seconds before she would have cum!

She panted on unsteady legs, absolutely dripping!

The crowd BOOOOOED.  

"No!"

"Come on!"

"Gyp!"

But Jenny was already-

-halfway to the door!

"No one-" she gasped, buzzing on unsteady legs, on her second edge in quick succession!  "-no one is allowed to impede- a Mailgirl- on her way to a delivery!" she gulped, running naked out the door, blushing so hard, because her smooth shaved pussy was absolutely soaked between her legs. 

***

Mailgirl Five, name unknown, former HR rep, tall, redheaded, with killer tits and legs, was scheduled to deliver a set of files from Accounting to HR first thing in the morning, came out of the stairwell onto her old floor to a very similar reception to Jenny-

-with a huge laughing crowd clapping and whistling and pulling the blushing naked embarrassed redhead forward-

-to the new brightly lit edging station that had been set up right at her old desk!

But unlike Jenny's humiliation, this crowd in HR was made up of almost entirely women-

-older sometimes more frumpy women who didn't have Mailgirl Five's tall tight body, tiny waist, proud breasts and long Cindy Crawford legs!

So instead of making her edge, the package recipient, Angela, simply refused to accept the delivery until after Five's timer ran out-

-and then every woman in the office logged onto the Mailgirl app to give Five many demerits for poor service and poor attitude even as she begged them not to-

-eventually piling up enough demerits to put her over the edge, for requiring immediate correction!

Her Mailgirl app automatically put her into correction status, and L-8 Angela gleefully got an extra crop from Cynthia's office and snapped her fingers for the naked gasping redhead to bend her ass high and hard over her old desk, making sure the naked, blushing long-legged redhead was up on the very TIPS of her tippy toes by putting HR manuals under her stomach until her long toes could barely touch the ground-

-and then started giving the beautiful naked redhead quick fast HARD crops to her tight ass that stung-

-like her ass was being set on FIRE!

"OHFUCK!  ANGELA!"

"Save your bitching- you're about to get twenty more, you tramp!"

"I always knew she was a slut," a clothed co-worker confided to another one, loud enough for Five to hear. 

"Angela!  PLEASE!" the naked girl cried!  "Just... slow down!"

"If you ask me to slow down, I get to add more crops onto your ass, to make sure you feel the same amount of pain- it's in the rulebook."

"NO it's NOT!" Five cried, gripping the edge of her old desk, her feet dangling!  "I WROTE the rulebook!"

One of the younger clothed girls raised her hand!  "I put it back in, after you got chosen!"

And Angela gently tapped the crop along Five's already stinging ass, enjoying how the nude woman squirmed.  "So how would you like your ass fucked?" Angela laughed!  "Hard and FAST?  Or slow and TWICE as long?"

The Mailgirl grit her teeth as the women laughed, having to make an impossible choice!

"...hard and fast!" she finally said!  "Just get it over with!"

One of the other girl's stayed Angela's wrist!  "Wait wait wait- Mailgirl Five!  How DID you like your ass fucked- back when you were wearing clothes?  Hard and fast?  Or slow and romantically?"

The other women squealed!  "Yes!  That's a good one!"

The naked helpless Mailgirl blushed, panting, up on her toes!  "Just spank me already!"

"Answer the question!" Angela laughed.  

CRACK!

"UNNGH!"

"And that one doesn't even count towards your total, not until you answer!" Angela giggled!

CRACK!

"FUCCK!  Uh- hard and fast I guess!" 

"And when's the last time you got your ass fucked?" the nosy young HR girl laughed.  "By a real cock?"

Five blushed even harder!  "...two weeks ago!"

The HR women cackled!

"How many TIMES did you let the guy do it that night?"

".... three times!" the blushing girl finally admitted, making the gathered women laugh even more!

"Oh my god!"

"What a dirty slut!"

One of them slapped her ass!  "You really like getting it up the pooper, huh?"

"Answer!" Angela laughed. 

CRACK!

Five was nearly in tears!  "It was- my birthday!"

The women were howling, laughing, in tears as well, but not the same kind!

"Put THAT in her HR file!"

"We have to get that guy's number- for her next birthday!"

Angela laughed, getting ready for a lot of spanks!  "You dirty little whore- I always knew you were a no good slut, under all those expensive clothes!  And now you don't get to wear anything- for another TWO years!  Get ready for TWENTY good ones!"

"ANGELA- PLEASE!"

The L-8 laughed, pulling the crop back for an even harder strike!

"A Mailgirl should always- SMILE!"

CRACCK!

"AHHHHHHH!"

***

But it was Mailgirl Two, formerly Sara Tieg, 38, Head of Accounting, who probably got the most 'intense' introduction into her new role. 

She had been dreading the call all day-

Her first few deliveries had been typical-

-typical for a Mailgirl that is-

-horny lower management types salivating at the chance to see a beautiful, formerly high-powered woman brought low, stripped and subservient for their pleasure-

Sara had done the required single edge at each of her deliveries, even though she had barely made a grunt of satisfaction in front of each man, then glared at them until they marked her as delivered-

In truth, the edges had affected her internally much more strongly than she showed outside-

-but she wasn't going to give those perverts the satisfaction of crying out!

She had more control-

-than THAT!

But when her armband beeped with a delivery address on the 30th floor-

-and Sara realized what day and time it was-

-her heart started rabbiting even out of her control!

She grabbed her delivery-

-a fancy plate of donuts delivered from the expensive bakery around the corner-

-from the mailroom and raced up the stairs, dreading every step!  

But still trying to beat the ridiculous clock on her arm, because she dreaded having to be punished in front of these people even more! 

A former track athlete who still kept herself in excellent shape with daily runs, Sara easily beat the average time to arrive, even up the stairs to the 30th floor (Mailgirls weren't allowed to use the elevators), took a deep breath, and then finally entered, nude, carrying a tray of donuts like some serving wench-

-into the weekly multi-million dollar Accounting Budget Review that SHE used to lead!

These were the highest level managers and department heads in the entire company-

They drove the newest Tesla every year and took Italian vacations to buy Italian shoes-

An equal mix of men and women, all dressed in the best most fashionable clothes money could buy, arranged around a huge expensive boardroom table-

-and they all CLAPPED when Sara came in nude, carrying a tray of donuts! 

It was-

-humiliating to her core!

But Sara soldiered on, putting one bare naked foot in front of the other to reach Franco, the man who had taken her position, at the head of the big long boardroom table-

-until she noticed Cynthia leaning smugly against a wall in the corner!

Sara put that out of her head and went straight to Franco, laying the donuts in front of him!

"Here you go, my Liege- your very important delivery."

If she wasn't going to enjoy this- 

-no one else would either!

"You're late," Cynthia smirked, pushing off the wall.  

"The hell I am," Sara shot back, showing off her armband!  "I've got 30 seconds left!"

Cynthia frowned when she looked down and realized-

-Sara was right!

The former head of Accounting pulled her arm away, blushing!  "Don't ever challenge me on the numbers."

Cynthia smirked.  "Then maybe for your next run, the 'numbers' need to be adjusted."

"So you're admitting this is all a scam?" Sara shot back, sticking her armband out towards Franco so he could accept the delivery!  "That you can just massage the numbers anyway you want, to get any result you'd like?  That's exactly what I'd expect- from you."

Cynthia bore her teeth.  "Well.  It looks like some little Mailgirl needs an attitude adjustment."

"Sure, fine- whip me if you need!  Show these people what your stupid program is REALLY all about!"

Now Cynthia laughed.  

"Oh, I will."

And from her briefcase, she pulled out-

-the powerful purple cordless vibrator Sara had used to use, to relieve tension during late late nights at the office! 

Sara's entire face went white.

Cynthia slowly walked around the table, brandishing the vibrator like a crop!  "I'm sure ALL of you around the table, know the significance of this...device... to Mailgirl Two?"

And Sara blushed a deep red as everyone around the table chuckled!

Cynthia kept slowly walking around!  "Mailgirl Two was a very naughty little girl, buzzing herself silly behind closed doors!  While all of you were out here, hard at work-"

"It was never- during work hours!" Sara protested, knowing how feeble that sounded!

"-so why doesn't she show all of us what that looked like?" Cynthia finished, reaching Sara and handing over the vibrator!  "Right here.  Right now."

Sara didn't take it!  She was beet red and TREMBLING-

"...no, Cynthia, I can't-" 

"ON THE TABLE, MAILGIRL," the clothed bitch laughed, putting the tool in Sara's hands!  "If you wait too long, I'll still have you do it- just in the LOBBY."

As the blushing naked woman hesitated, the crowd of the most powerful executives at Jersey Semiconductor started cheering-

"TABLE!  TABLE!  TABLE!"

One woman laughed.  "I actually wouldn't mind seeing her do it in the Lobby..."

Still Sara delayed! 

She-

-COULDN'T!

Not-

-in FRONT of EVERYONE!

"It's 20 vibrator edges up on the table, or 20 spanks with the crop right where you stand!" Cynthia laughed. 

Sara pushed the vibrator back at her!  "Fine- whip me then!"

"Twenty crops and you lose all orgasm privileges for the next three weeks," the blonde bitch laughed, pushing it back!

"..ffi-Fine!" Sara gulped, blushing, squirming on her bare feet!

Cynthia turned and announced to the crowd.  

"ALL of you are now allowed to RECORD Mailgirl Two doing whatever she's about to do, up on the table, her slutty legs spread wide open like a porn star," she laughed, as Sara's stomach dropped!  "Make sure you keep her face in the shot!"  

She leaned in to whisper to the trembling Sara!

"I can keep making this infinitely worse for you the longer we go.  Don't test me on that, Mailgirl Two."

Sara blushed and panted, feeling how naked and helpless she was, in this room full of rich, fully clothed, stuck up, laughing former co-workers-

-and with shaking hands, climbed up onto the boardroom table on her hands and knees!

 "Crawl to the middle," Cynthia laughed, leading her with the vibrator, like you would a dog with a treat!  "And make it... sexy."

Sara gulped and panted in humiliation as she crawled like a dog-

-naked and on all fours-

-her naked hands and knees and feet going over pens and pencils and papers and notepads-

-but trying to make it sexy DID make it easier somehow-

-like she-

-could pretend to be someone else!

Sara tried to close her eyes, trying to dissociate-

-but one of the men-

-a former subordinate from the Payroll department, whose number skills and attention to detail were average at best-

-SMACKED her BARE ASS as she passed, making her eyes open in shock!

"FUCK she looks HOT like THIS!" the guy hooted.  "I can SMELL her too!  Like a DOG in HEAT!"

Sara PANTED-

-because it was TRUE!

"Stop!" Cynthia commanded with a laugh.  "On your back Mailgirl!  Legs UP and WIDE!"

The cold of the wood on her back snapped Sara back to reality-

-this WASN'T someone else-

She, formerly Sara Tieg, respected professional woman was-

-really going to do this!

"And your preferred tool," Cynthia chuckled, dangling the vibrator above the gulping blushing naked woman!  "For your insolence, you are required to use it... at maximum power while giving us your required twenty edges."

Sara gulped, holding the silent toy!  "That's... impossible!"

"Why's that?"

"Because..." the blushing totally nude woman gasped, "...I'll cum!"

And the crowd laughed at her!

"You said don't test you on the numbers, I'm sure you'll find a way," Cynthia chuckled, turning the vibrator on.  It shook like a jackhammer in Sara's fingers!  She turned it off quickly!  "And don't worry, we'll give you a reasonable amount of time to complete them.  I don't want to hold up this meeting any longer so let's say... five minutes, or you have to complete your edges in the Lobby?"

"Five minutes!  To do- twenty edges!" Sara cried, barefoot, horny and helpless as the clothed rich executives all around her laughed!  Men and women both!  "Cynthia!"

"Clock's already started," the blonde laughed, tapping her phone!  "Oh and, I think we're all L-10s and above in here... so anyone of us may touch our little Mailgirl anywhere they want during her edges- and she's still not allowed to orgasm, no matter what you do."  Cynthia chuckled.  "Don't make it easy on her."

"CYNTHIA!"

"You better begin," the Mailgirl trainer laughed, showing Sara her stopwatch!

Sara panted, fumbling with the familiar buttons on her trusty vibrator-

Was she really going to-

-as much as she HATED Cynthia, this actually was-

-one of the fantasies she most OFTEN read about-

-Rich Smart American Business Woman abducted by sexist oil sheiks-

-and forced to join their harem and diddle herself in public, for their amusement!

Sara clicked the vibrator on-

-and it almost fell out of her hand!

Someone had-

-charged up the batteries!

"Oh God!" 

"You are only allowed to use the toy to edge," Cynthia reminded, checking her stopwatch!  "You have four and three quarters minutes left.  You are not allowed to cum today.  Slut."

Sara blushed harder as the crowd chuckled, then applied the vibrator to her favorite spot-

-and the crowd laughed even HARDER, as the beautiful naked woman-

-cried out against her will!

"OHFUCK!" 

For some reason-

-the vibrations were hitting her ten times harder than usual!

Whether it was being totally nude in the same halls she used to work-

Or her very freshly shaved pussy-

Or the previous edging-

Or since 'lesbian domination' was one of the most searched terms on Sara's computer back home-

-a computer now locked away in company storage for two years, along with the rest of her things-

-except for a single new Kindle, which Connor had generously bought her, to read through all the books in her Amazon wishlist over the next two years, while she was his naked slave-

-the naked helpless horny Mailgirl cried out, as the vibrator took her for a ride!

"Ohhhgohdddd-ooh fuck oh fuck oh fuck- ONE!" Sara cried, ripping the buzzing toy away from her pussy just in time, clenching her fists and pounding her feet and fists on the hard wood, squirming and panting, naked on the table!  

The crowd hooted!

"Oh god, that was quick!"

"She IS a slut for this!"

Cynthia smirked.  "Most Mailgirls are."  She reached out, to gently pinch and roll Sara's closest nipple between her fingers- a nipple which was as hard as a rock!  "One down... nineteen to go, Mailgirl."

The sensations from a fully clothed, confident and smirking powerful woman, painfully pinching her sensitive nipple-

-made Sara pant and buck her hips up off the table!

And broke the ice so the others around the table started touching her too!

One woman-

-a cute but older L-12 Head of Logistics, who Sara had never thought of being that way-

-slid a slim finger right inside of her wet pussy! 

"OHGOD- JOAN!!!"

"What?" the L-12 Head of Logistics laughed, fingering in and out of Sara's spread pussy!  "I've been wanting to do this to you... FOREVER."

Sara started vibrating herself again, running out of time!

Another woman reached out- 

-to run her hands over Sara's trembling thighs and ass as she vibrated, making her feet like a piece of meat!

Another man grabbed her other breast, squeezing it tightly, like he was fucking her from behind, and about to nut inside of her!

Another older man grabbed her throat-

It was so humiliating-

-so intimate-

-that Sara started shaking!

"oooohhffuckohfuckohfuck-"

Cynthia laughed.  "Let's just cut to the chase."

And used her hand to push the head of Sara's vibrator down hard on her clit, just as the Mailgirl was about to pull it off!

"NOOO-OHHHHFFUUCCCCKCKNNYYGGGHGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the former Head of Accounting cried, orgasming in front of everyone.  "OHHHGODDDDD!"

 "Someone log it in the app," Cynthia chuckled, still not letting Sara pull the vibrator away!  "And that's the only orgasm our little Mailgirl is allowed to have ALL WEEK," she said, making the crowd laugh.  "Without punishment."

"CYNTHIA!" Sara begged, her arms and legs basically held down by every executive in the room, her tits and pussy being touched by strangers, her vibrator not being allowed to separate from her pussy! 

"And.... two," Cynthia sang, as Sara came again, while she was trying so hard not to!

"NOOOO-OHHHFUCK- AHHH-AAHHHH-AHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOO!" Sara screamed, clenching her eyes, her body glistening, every vein in her neck straining, as she tried to hold on to just a little remaining shred of her dignity-

-and failed!

"OHHGGHHOODDDDDDD OHGOD!  OHGOD!" Sara cried, orgasming again, flexing her toes, pushing up against the vibrator in her enemy's hand!

"That's three," Cynthia chuckled, holding the vibrator down even harder!  "How many WEEKS of orgasm privileges do you think our proud little Mailgirl can lose," she asked the laughing crowd, "before her five minutes are up, do you think?"

***

 

Mailgirl Four, former 18 year old farmgirl Kayla-Lee, had a similar introduction to life as a barefoot naked Mailgirl as Sara, although probably not as intense.  

But it sure seemed so, to the 18-year-old country virgin!

It was a meeting of four Board Members-

-men three times Kayla's age-

-wearing suits and smoking cigars more expensive than her Daddy's car-

-and Kayla was tasked to walk in, carrying a tray of coffee and cookies, totally nude and shivering in fear!

The four men laughed when the timid Mailgirl entered, to make her first delivery!

"Now THIS is the type of secretary I remember having when I first started at this company!" one of the men laughed, leering her up and down!

"She's definitely better dressed than they were back then!" another agreed!

"Yeah, but you could shag those cute secretaries from behind, hard and fast up against your desk, before going home to the wife!" another laughed!  "All you can do to these ones... is give them some hearty encouragement!"

And his heavy hand SMACKED Kayla right on her bare ass as she walked by, making her almost spill the tray!

"EeeeEE!"

The men laughed!

"Look at her bottom redden up!  Just like a little Georgia peach!"

"Is that what we should call you, little girl?  Peaches?"

SMACK!

Kayla went up on her tiptoes, trying not to spill the hot coffee!  "Nno! Sir!  Please call me- by my number- Mailgirl Four!"

"Awww, Peaches, don't cry, that was barely a little tap!"

Kayla finally reached the table to be able to put down the tray and rub her burning ass!  "No, sir- it's- still sore from my spanking this morning!"

The men laughed, watching the young naked blushing teen rub her rear! 

"Was this morning the first time you'd ever been spanked as a Mailgirl?"

"Yes sir!" she admitted, blushing!

"And what was the spanking for?"

The naked teen blushed even harder!  

"For.... masturbating myself without permission, sir!"

The men were guffawing!

"Awww, Peaches!  What made you do that?"

The tiny blonde was gulping, panting, standing totally naked in the midst of four much older taller bigger fully clothed rich men!  And she knew she had to answer truthfully!

"It was... two of the mailgirls, kissing!" she gulped, blushing!  "I had never- seen something like that before!"

The older men were howling, looking at each other, exchanging knowing glances as they put down their cigars.  

"You know," one of them laughed, eyeing the naked 18 year old smoothly shaven virgin up and down, "I think you've earned some Lap Time, Cutie- come 'ere, Peaches!"

The naked girl squeaked as she was pulled over by her slim hips!  "Ohhh! NO- sir, please-"

A girl like her-

-all her teachers told her this-

-shouldn't WANT to sit on some old man's lap-

-a man as old as her father!

But being naked around these laughing older men- 

Naked and horny and helpless-

-FORCED to do what they say-

-had her little body buzzing from tip to toes-

-especially her hard untouched pink nipples and tingling traitorous pussy!

Kayla had never been able to explain where those types of thoughts came from, in the dark, alone in her farmhouse bedroom, as she came of age-

-but she definitely had written them down in her journal!  

And in her application to be a mailgirl, which was instantly accepted!

A good country girl shouldn't want to do stuff like this-

But either way, right now-

-she wasn't allowed to resist!

"Eeeee!" Kayla gulped, his greater strength easily pulling the tiny naked girl up and onto his seated lap!  The instant she was on his lap, his hands were rubbing her smooth naked legs!  "Oh- fudge!" Kayla gulped, her heart starting to race!

He laughed, rubbing her leg!  "Oh my goodness, you're shaking like a rabbit!  Have you never been touched by a man before?"

"I have!" Kayla gasped, breathing harder as his strong rough hand started creeping up her bare legs!  

"But Connor told us you were a virgin!" another man said. 

"I AM!" Kayla squeaked, now that the first man's hands were very near her center, just teasing the skin close to her smooth outer lips with his fingers!  "But I've never done- THAT!"

"Then what have you done?" the man holding her on his lap laughed!

"I--- I- after Prom-"

"Did you go down on some lucky guy in a cheap by-the-hour hotel room?" a board member laughed, reaching over and gently stroking her bare shoulders, her naked arms, making her shiver!

"AHHHH- NO Sir!" Kayla gasped, blushing and panting harder!  "He just- in the back of the limo- used his fingers on me!" she admitted, blushing!

"Ohhh?" the man under her laughed.  "Like... this?"

And his gentle yet demanding fingers-

-started exploring her outer folds!

"OHFUDDDGGE!" the naked teen cursed, balling her helpless fists, shaking with the sensation, curling her helpless naked feet, which were dangling in air!

And, she hated to admit-

-opening her legs a little wider for him!

The older men were laughing, the ones with a naked girl not sitting on their lap slapping their thighs!  

"Oh goodness, she's precious!"

"A true untouched Peach!"

The man touching her bare pussy laughed!  "She's opening right up for me!  Aren't you, you little Peach?"

"I- I don't KNOW Sir!"

"Wet as a damp rag," he told his buddies, pulling his finger out to show them, making Kayla blush and pant even more!  He turned back to her, sliding the tip right back inside of her, now teasing her inner lips and clit in a way-

-Kayla had never felt before!

"And did you cum fast, little girl?" he laughed, playing with her pussy with just one experienced finger!  "When that clueless country boy was touching you?"

The naked teen panted, squirmed, not allowed to move away-

"YES Sir!" she squeaked, making them laugh! "Very fast!"

He chuckled, going deeper inside of her, his fingers foreign and thick, rough and calloused-

-but also very skilled and dominant!

And it was the latter-

-that was making the tiny helpless panting Kayla-

-involuntarily open her legs wider for him!

"PLEASE Sir!" the nude helpless teen squeaked, clenching her little fists!  "I'm not- allowed to cum!"

"So don't cum," he laughed, not stopping his fingerwork!  "Just sit on my lap like a good little Mailgirl."

"SIR!" she panted, her stomach going in and out, her back arching!  "Please!"

"You know," one of the watching men mused, chewing on a cookie, "I wasn't sure about this whole 'Mailgirl' thing when Connor first suggested it- but I think I'm coming around to the merits of the program!"

The men laughed!  

"Better than having some old battleaxe in a pantsuit deliver our mail!"

"To bad she can't suck dick-"

"Well, Connor wanted to keep the program somewhat clean-"

"And I don't want every Joe Blow at his desk taking ten minutes off every hour to cum in her mouth anyway-"

"-it wouldn't take that long for some!  Not with this hot little Peach on her knees!" one of them laughed, making Kayla blush!

"PLEASE SIR!" she begged, shaking!  "I- DON'T HAVE PERMISSION TO CUM- HERE!"

"But isn't this why you wanted to be a Mailgirl?" the one with his finger knuckles deep inside her laughed.  He was hitting her G-spot, sending the young girl into orbit!  "To be naked, and pretty, and looked at?  And to be FORCED to cum, whenever other more powerful people want you to?"

Kayla moaned, grabbing the table with white knuckles-

"YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed, having a huge shaking finger-given orgasm as the men old enough to be her father laughed, her first of many that day.  

***

Mailgirl One was panting, trembling, running barefoot up the endless stairwell-

-wet between her legs and under her eyes, nearly crying in frustration as she ran!

Jenny was on yet another endless mail run, her long hair loose and her makeup getting messy-

-when Mailgirl Three spotted her in a stairwell going the other way and stopped her!

"Woah girl, what's wrong?!  You look like a MESS!"

"It's- all the EDGING!" the Asian girl cried, wiping her eyes!  "I... they haven't let me cum- ONCE ALL DAY!"

"Really?" the tall dirty blonde laughed!  "They've made me cum like three times already- once over an L-12 in Procurement's desk, with two of his fingers deep inside of me!  He wasn't great at it, but any orgasm you can walk away from..."

"THAT'S NOT FAIR!" Jenny cried, wiping her eyes!  "All my guys are doing is- TEASING ME!  I can't... THINK STRAIGHT!"

"Oh my goodness, why don't you take a break?" Lily laughed, sitting down in the cold, nearly dark, emergency stairwell.

"I CAN'T!" Jenny cried, pointing at her ticking armband!

"All Mailgirls are allowed a five minute 'emergency' bathroom break once a day, if they need it," Lily laughed, grabbing Jenny's smartphone and scrolling to the right command!  "Didn't anyone tell you?"

"NO!" Jenny sobbed, but finally relaxed a little, when she saw that hated countdown finally freeze!  

She was going to have-

-nightmares about those flashing red descending numbers!

"...thank you!"

Lily laughed and pulled Jenny's wrist!  "Come on, sit with me.  Take a break."

Jenny did, gasping as the cold concrete stairs touched her naked ass!  "...okay!"

Sitting side by side, the beautiful tall naked Amazon put one arm around the slim shaking Asian girl she had edged with her tongue earlier in the day, pulling their naked bodies close, and Jenny shivered in a different way!

"You can't let them get to you," Lily laughed as Jenny shivered.  "You've got the goods- literally and figuratively!  YOU'RE the highlight of these office drones' day!  Give them a thrill when you arrive, flirt with them, tease them, give them a show with your edging, and run away, leaving them with the worst blue balls ever!  It's actually... sort of fun!"

"That's easy for YOU to say!" Jenny whined.  "YOU'RE GORGEOUS!"

Lily laughed!  "What?"

Jenny swallowed, suddenly blushing!  "I don't know!  I was just...."

Lily's fingers were rubbing Jenny's bare shoulders, and not in a platonic way!  "You know you're pretty gorgeous yourself..."

Jenny gasped and clamped her thighs together!  "...why did you... choose ME this morning!"

The beautiful naked girl shrugged.  "Because I'm gay.  I appreciate female bodies.  And I especially like tiny slim hot shy nerdy girls like you."   

Jenny shivered!  "But... what about Kay- what about Mailgirl Four?!"

"She's cute.  But she's not you-"

And suddenly they were kissing, the taller stronger Lily pulling the scared Jenny in by her neck and chin and not letting go! 

Everything on Lily's body was smooth and feminine, something Jenny's hands had never felt before, her lips so soft but also passionate-

Jenny pushed her away, her entire body on FIRE!

"I'm- not a lesbian!"

The other girl grinned!  "That's even better.  I love making helpless little straight girls all wet and confused-"

And they were kissing again, Lily's hands going everywhere on Jenny's body, making her gasp and shiver and-

-spread her legs!

"LILY!" she begged!  "....PLEASE!"

Lily laughed, strumming Jenny's lower lips.  "Please what?"

"I've got to cum!"

"The best I can do is edge you," the mailgirl chuckled. 

"NO!  LILLLLLY-"

They were kissing again, Jenny going crazy, at having her smooth shaven pussy played with- 

-so casually!

"LILY!" she snapped, pulling back!

"I'll edge you with my mouth..." the tall Amazon offered, smirking.  "And my tongue..."

Jenny panted-

-shivering in frustration-

-her bare feet squirming on the concrete stairs!  

"...Fine!  But hurry!  I've only got a few minutes of break time left!"

The taller girl laughed and went down a few stairs so she could get between Jenny's smooth dripping thighs.  "Oh, you're a mess down here.  I'll lick all that up.  And don't worry- I won't let you cum."

"Lily!" Jenny hissed, blushing hard!

The tall lesbian tucked her long silky hair behind her ears and laughed.  

"Just sit back... and think about how a boy could never do this to you."

And she threw the smaller girl's legs over her shoulders and soon had Mailgirl One panting and shaking in the empty dark stairwell, dangling feet curling, begging to be allowed to cum.

***

Cynthia laughed, sitting on Tony's desk, both of them watching the live camera feed of Mailgirl Three going down on Mailgirl One!  

"See, I told you night vision cameras in the stairwells were a good idea."

Tony gulped, trying not to touch the rock hard erection painfully tenting his pants under the table!  "We... shouldn't be watching this!"

Cynthia laughed.  "It's in their contract.  All video of Mailgirls on company property, no matter how intimate, belongs to us.  And it lets us catch them committing crimes."

"What crimes?!  Jenny- Mailgirl One-" Tony corrected, "-was just expressing- that her delivery schedule was overloading her!"

"Because of all the mandatory edging," Cynthia chuckled.  "That's by design.  A frustrated Mailgirl is a fast Mailgirl."

Tony pointed to a big printout on his desk, of delivery times!  "Not according to the numbers she's not!  Mailgirl One- and all the frustration she's feeling- have made her the slowest one of all of them today!"

Cynthia laughed and shrugged.  "Well, the frustration is fun for the normal employees too.  They like seeing the Mailgirls blushing and dripping and desperate."

"YOU like seeing them that way- which is why you made those stupid orgasm and edging rules in the first place!"

Cynthia pointedly looked down her nose at Tony's obvious tent in his slacks.  "It would seem like those 'stupid rules' are having their intended effect on you as well."

He blushed, but didn't cover up!

Since all this Mailgirl stuff had started-

-Cynthia had caught Tony blatantly tenting his pants so many times-

-it wasn't worth hiding it anymore!

Especially with the beautiful dominant leggy blonde sitting up on his desk in a tight leather miniskirt which kept riding up, exposing the most sensitive areas of her smooth beautiful, stocking-covered crossed thighs-

-just inches away from his mouse hand!  

If he moved his mouse the wrong way, his fingertips would brush her!

"Get off my desk, Cynthia!"

"After one more little thing-" she chuckled, leaning far across his desk to hit a big red button, the slow sensual way her legs uncrossed and then recrossed during the motion awakening some basic instinct inside of the man!

The big red button turned on the intercom to every Mailgirl's armband at once.  

"Mailgirls One and Three- please stop giving each other head in the north stairwell," she chuckled, startling the naked girls on the screen, making them look up and around in a panic!  "Five crops to the behind each, for touching each other out of sight of the public!  And five more, for inappropriate use of the emergency break button!"  She smirked, still holding down the button.  "And ALL Mailgirls... please report to Tony Berend's office immediately!  To discuss... punishment for all of your many unauthorized orgasms during the course of today."

She released the button, leaning back and giving the blushing man a satisfied smirk!  

"Have you ever had the pleasure, of taking away five desperate women's orgasms, for a entire month?"

***

Tony was blushing by the time Mailgirl Two, Sara Tieg, came jogging in first, barefoot and beautiful and panting, to his office- but at least he had finally gone soft in his pants!

She looked SO much like his wife-

-brunette, slim, highly intelligent, proud-

-that it had been a HUGE struggle not to think about her this morning, naked in the shower with his painfully hard cock in his hand, until he spurted all over his shower walls with the force of a firehose!  But somehow he had stopped before that!

"Mailgirl Two, please- sit down!" he gulped, looking away from her nudity, with Cynthia smirking off to the side!

"Mailgirls are not permitted to use furniture outside the Mailgirl dorm," Cynthia stated,  making Tony blush!

"Well it's my damn office and I'm permitting it!  Sara, please, sit down!"

The naked woman smirked a little, seeing Cynthia not correcting Tony on the use of her name!  She sat back and crossed her legs seductively, dangling a naked foot in front of her!

"What's up Boss?"

 She had used to call him that, before-

-when he was the L-13 managing the entire building and she was his L-12 in accounting-  

-they had spent so many long nights together-

-getting her final accounting numbers double and then triple-checked-

-Tony had often guiltily wondered what she looked like under those stylish clothes she always wore-

-and now he could see it all!

And had also seen this naked beautiful intelligent woman-

-pleasuring herself like a slut in front of him, yesterday, on her sign-up day!

The thought of that-

-and seeing Sara now, naked and exposed, sitting in his guest chair, beautiful, tall, naked, proud-

-made the blood start to rush to his helpless little cock again!

"We'll... wait for the others to arrive, Mailgirl Two!" he stammered, feeling himself quickly getting hard under the desk, just from feeling the beautiful barefoot naked woman's presence in his cozy little office!

Who was quickly joined by four other beautiful barefooted naked women, the redheaded Mailgirl Five next whose name Tony didn't even know, then the slim blushing little blonde farmgirl Mailgirl Four, and finally Mailgirls Three and One, together.

Mailgirl Three with her long powerful legs and trained stamina could probably have easily beaten every other runner to his office-

-she had on all of other other runs today, Tony's numbers proved-

-but Tony suddenly realized, Mailgirl Three had probably purposely gone slow enough to let Jenny keep by her side-

-so that they could enter his office together!

To protect her!

"Mailgirls, please, sit down- where ever you can!" Tony sputtered, waving at the assorted chairs, blushing as he couldn't stop himself from realizing-

-that of the five beautiful, long-haired, blushing absolutely naked women currently sitting nervously in his office-

-just yesterday he had seen ALL five of them at some point with their legs spread, pleasuring themselves to a loud forced screaming orgasm, immediately after Connor had signed them to the program!  

"Girls!" Tony coughed, blushing, trying to push those memories from his mind!  "Cynthia has told me- that because of your actions today- we need to address- your- um- your-"

"-many unauthorized orgasms," Cynthia laughed, cutting him off!  "And the many WEEKS of total denial and painful edging that will follow."

The girls went into an uproar.  

"Those rules are bullshit!" Sara snapped!  "It was HER that caused me to have all those orgasms in the conference room in the first place!" she said, pointing a finger at the smirking Cynthia!

"I tried to stop myself with the Board, but I just COULDN'T!" Kayla-Lee cried, almost in tears herself!

"And ALL of my deliveries have chosen to give me punishment spankings instead of letting me edge- even ONCE today!" Mailgirl Five complained!

"I'm actually fine with the edging and denial," Mailgirl Three laughed.  "I think it's hot."

"You WOULD!" Jenny cried!  "You got to cum THREE TIMES today!  NONE of my deliveries have let me cum- even ONCE!"

"Because it's hotter when they don't let you," Lily laughed.  

"NO IT'S NOT!"

Tony held his hands up!  "Girls!  Okay okay!  Look, J-Mailgirl One!  According to the rules, if an L-12 or above had ordered you to orgasm today, that would be your only one for the week!    Wouldn't it be better to- um- save it up until Friday?"

"NO!" Jenny cried.  "Mr. Berens- I can't wait that long- I NEED TO CUM!"

Three chuckled.  "Oh that's so hot."

"You got to cum THREE TIMES!"   

"Don't blame me," the tall naked blonde laughed.  "Blame the three horny guys who bent me over their desks and stuck their thick old fingers inside of me."

Mailgirl Five crossed her arms and legs in a huff!  "I wish three guys would bend me over a desk for something else besides spanking me."

Kayla was blushing!  "You had... three guys' fingers inside of you?"

Lily answered.  "Not at the same time, Farmgirl."

Cynthia cracked her crop onto Tony's desk!  "Mailgirls will refer to Mailgirls by number ONLY!  Five spanks for-"

"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP!" Tony yelled, standing up!  "Now LOOK!  We are running AN OFFICE here!  Everyone can't be- CUMMING- all the time!  We have to keep things... SOMEWHAT PROFESSIONAL!"

The Mailgirls were giggling.  

"WHAT?!" Tony demanded!

Sara pointed at his crotch.  "You gotta little 'friend' there, Tony." 

He looked down and he was throbbing inside his suit pants, his fully hard dick perfectly outlined though the thin fabric and horizontal to his desk!

Tony sat down quickly!

"And it um, 'bounced' at us when you were yelling," Jenny giggled, covering her mouth!

He was blushing beet red!  

But he was a Manager-

-he had to see this through!

"Look, Girls- the Mailgirl program... has to show a TEN percent improvement in ALL departments' productivity by the end of the week, or... they're going to fire me AND probably all of you, and all your nudity- and humiliation- will have been for nothing!" he said, shocking them!  "If we fail, Connor might not even pay you out for what your contracts owe!  Or worse- they might put Cynthia in charge!"

None of the mailgirls like that, and Cynthia laughed! 

"Therefore!" Tony continued, hiding his tent under the table- "It has become obvious.... that SOME change must be made to your... orgasm policies!" he said, getting the words out quickly!  "To make daily Mailgirl operations more efficient!"

Jenny gulped!  "You're going to let us cum throughout the day?!"

Cynthia coughed.  "It would be hotter if you didn't."

Mailgirl Three laughed.  "For once I agree with the bitch."

Sara turned to Three!  "Wait until Cynthia takes away your orgasms for a month."

The naked athletic blonde laughed!  "I'd like to see her try to control what I do at night."

Cynthia smirked at her.  "Oh, there are... ways."

"And who's going to enforce that?" Five demanded.  "Because I sure won't, trapped in the same Mailgirl dorms with all of them!  Are you going to stay up 24/7, Cynthia, watching the security cameras?"

Kayla gulped!  "There are... security cameras watching us while we sleep?!"

"Yes," Tony, Sara, Jenny, Lily and Five told her all at the same time, making the innocent naked farmgirl blush!

"Please, Mr. Berens!" Jenny begged, practically bouncing in her leather seat, legs crossed, squeezing her smooth naked golden thighs together!  "Can I please have special permission to cum today!  I'll do it right here if you want!"

Tony was rock hard and dripping inside his pants.  

Cynthia strutted over to him, her long legs looking great in her tight pencil skirt and stockings, her high heels clicking erotically on the floor, to whisper into his ear.

"It would be much much hotter... for everyone involved," she whispered into Tony's ear, "...if you made her wait."

He frowned!  

"Well I'm in charge of the program and I can change the rules- to make it run more efficiently!"

"Conner will not like that."

"Connor isn't in charge of the Mailgirls- I am!  And he made ALL of them orgasm- on their very first day!  So I don't want to hear it!"  He turned back to the Mailgirls!  "Look girls, I have to show a ten percent improvement in all metrics, so- we're going to make some changes!  We can't have you, um orgasming constantly- throughout the day, in a place of business... it would be too distracting to you!  And the other employees!  But it's obvious we also just can't... bottle you up all week like the rules currently state, given all of your... tendencies!"

"What tendencies?!?" Sara demanded.  

"Your... submissive tendencies!" Tony coughed, getting the words out!  "I've- um- watched the videos of- all of your activities today- just to run the numbers!- and I've been doing a lot of reading about... submissive exhibitionist women and-"

Sara leaned forward, nude but fierce!  "What are you saying, Tony?"

He coughed, but gathered his courage!  

"Spread your legs, Mailgirl Two."

"WHAT?!"

He couldn't believe he was doing this!  

"That was a direct order, Mailgirl Two.  Assume the Inspection Position, while remaining seated!" he said, clenching his fists under the table!  "Hands firmly grasping your head, but stay seated and throw your legs over the arms of that chair, as far apart as they will go!"  He was blushing so hard, but it had to be done!  "So that everyone can see how wet you are."

Sara swallowed a huge gulp of indignant air!

And then blew it out!

And then took another indignant gulp, like she was going to refuse-

-but then blushed bright red!

"Damn you, Tony," the naked executive muttered, blushing hotly as she leaned back in her leather chair, swallowed hard, and then slid her long smooth legs high and wide over the armrests of his office chair, opening herself fully up to him, and the rest of the room!

She was-

-glistening wet!

Tony forced himself to look away from that beautiful shaved and slippery pussy!

"Mailgirl Three," he coughed, fighting not to grab his cock right there!  "Please get on your knees... and orally stimulate Mailgirl Two!  As expertly as you can!"

Lily was on her knees touching Sara's smooth thighs at once!  "You don't have to ask me twice, Boss!"

"OHGOD!" Sara cried out, as Lily began!

Tony tried to look commanding!  "Mailgirl Two, you are NOT allowed to orgasm, no matter what!"

Cynthia was laughing at him!  "Well, THIS is certainly a different side to you!"

Mailgirl Two, who looked SO much like his wife, was naked in office, blushing beautifully, spread wide open with her helpless feet dangling high off his high armrests, and already panting and struggling and squirming, trying to contain herself-

-while being expertly licked by the only confirmed lesbian on the team!

"God... DAMN you- Tony!" Sara panted, red-faced, embarrassed, hands on her blushing head, her beautiful tits already heaving!  "What- IS this for?!"

He got up from his desk, pacing the room to look out the large window in the back of his office- 

-and so he could keep his cock pointed away from the girls!

"That is typical... of I've been reading... about submissive exhibitionists, and women who like... being ordered around!" he coughed, as Sara struggled and gasped behind him!  "Being naked, being helpless, being ordered around and forced to edge... is very arousing to them!  And all these are the type of women- who usually agree to become Mailgirls!"

Cynthia clicked up behind the gasping struggling Sara, slowly massaging the trapped woman's neck and shoulders in surprisingly gentle hands!  "No cumming now, Mailgirl Two.  Wouldn't want to embarrass yourself any further."  

"God--DAMNIT!" the red-faced woman moaned, her feet staring to curl!

Tony turned back around.  

He couldn't NOT watch!

"So it is obvious," he continued, fighting not to stroke! "That Mailgirls need to orgasm- more than once a week!  But it is also very obvious- that we cannot let Mailgirls tend to their own needs- or else they wouldn't get any work done!  And neither would anyone else!  Therefore," he gulped, "I have amended Rule Three based on available data, effective immediately!"

All three seated Mailgirls were on the edge of their seats, waiting!

On her knees, Mailgirl Three was happily licking away at Sara's pussy using her most devious and quick-cumming techniques, and the older reddish-brunette with her knees in the air was panting mightily, her smooth flat stomach going in and out, fighting not to orgasm as a laughing Cynthia rubbed her shoulders and the top of her tits!

"Tell us what the changes are already!" Jenny begged, her legs crossed, squeezing her thighs together!

Tony gulped, looking at the helpless desperate naked young Asian woman-

-a girl young enough to be his daughter-

It really WOULD be hotter to NEVER let her cum, he thought, racked with guilt-

-but also getting a lot harder at the thought of her only edging for TWO years! 

"Rule Three will change, as follows..."

Sara was panting, throwing her head back!  "Oh GOD Tony! HURRY!"

Tony unfolded a sheet of paper from his pocket!  "Mailgirls are never allowed to orgasm during work hours.  No exceptions.  Punishment will be an immediate spanking, to tears."

"What?!" Jenny wailed, confused!  

Tony continued!  "Mailgirls are never allowed to make themselves orgasm, with fingers or toys, for the duration of their mailgirl contract, even off-duty!  No exceptions.  Punishment will be an immediate spanking until tears and then another, harder spanking, the first thing the next morning!"

"These rules are- WORSE than before!" Jenny cried!  "We went from one orgasm a week- to ZERO!"

Kayla agreed!   "And now we get- TWO spankings?  If we play with ourselves?!"

Tony held his hand up to forestall them!  

"HOWEVER, Mailgirls ARE allowed- and ENCOURAGED- to edge themselves EVERY morning at 8 am, in the public-facing showers in the Atrium, before their work shift, and during lunch breaks.  Provided the cameras are on and recording."

"Gee, thanks," Mailgirl Five dryly stated. 

"We could already DO that!" Jenny protested!

Sara was shaking in desperation!  "OhGODohFUCKoHHHHGoddddddd-"

But Mailgirl Three wouldn't let her cum!

Or even let her come too far away from the edge!

Lily was playing her clit- 

-like a fiddle!

"Final change to the rules," Tony said, his heart beating!  "The ONLY way ANY Mailgirl is legally allowed to orgasm... for the duration of her contract..."

Every girl was sitting on a knife's edge!

"...is at the hands of another Mailgirl!  AFTER work hours.  Provided the cameras are on and recording.  Mailgirls are required to ensure they are in full view of a close-circuit company cameras and well lit before engaging in any after-hours play!  And all videos of Mailgirl play will be available live on the company server, for viewing only through the company LAN."  

"You're going to make us into- porn stars?!" Mailgirl Five spat!

"Oh god, Mr. Berens- why?" Jenny cried!

Mailgirl Four was white faced!  "...my parents!  My... brothers and cousins are going to see that!"

"No they won't!" Tony corrected.  "Videos of Mailgirl play will be live-viewing only!  And only inside the company network, protected from download.  Only employees AT their desks after hours- will be able to watch them!"

Jenny still didn't understand!  "But... WHY?"

Cynthia laughed, and then laughed again, louder! 

"Even though I wasn't consulted on these changes... they do have a certain... animal cunning to them!  Good job, Tony- Connor will be pleased!"

He blushed!  "That wasn't why I made them!"

"I know," she laughed.  And her hands gently slid down from Sara's smooth straining shoulders to her naked breasts and the hard diamond points of her sensitive and untouched nipples!  Which she began pinching and rolling, again with surprising kindness!  "Now cum, little Mailgirl, cum nice and hard- so I can spank you nice and hard too!"

"Make her cum, Mailgirl Three," Tony ordered, his throat tight!  "Against her will."

Whatever Mailgirl Three changed about her technique-

-the effect was immediate.  

"OHGOD-OHFUCK-NO-NO-OHGOODDDDDDDDDDD!" Sara screamed, trying to fight back, but breaking and grabbing Three's head with both hands, clamping her legs hard around Three's ears, and then cumming!  Very hard!  "OHNOOOOOOOOOOOO-OHGODDDD!"

Cynthia laughed, playing with her rival's nipples!  "Genius Tony, pure genius.  Now every orgasm comes with a cost."

"Only during work hours!" he corrected.  "After hours- the girls are free to do as they wish!  To each other!  To have- something to look forward to- at the end of each work day!  To keep them- running hard!"

"And dripping wet," Mailgirl Five dryly muttered.  

"That's it!  All Mailgirls on your feet!" Tony suddenly ordered!  "Except Mailgirl Two!"

"Mailgirl Two, bend over the chair you just orgasmed on and prepare for the spanking of your life!" Cynthia laughed, pulling the shaky, still-orgasming Sara up to her feet and over the back of the chair she had just cum on, to lay stomach down, even as she was still experiencing aftershocks!

The other four girls were on their feet, scared!  Except for Mailgirl Three, who was grinning and wiping her chin. 

Tony stood up at full height, now not caring- 

-if the girls saw the obvious tent in his pants!

"Standing Mailgirls- edge yourself!" he ordered, not believing it!  "Three times- quickly!  And- loudly announce each edge when it happens!"

The nude blushing helpless barefooted girls looked at each other, embarrassed- 

-but were too turned on not to!

Tony gasped in disbelief as all four beautiful standing women-

-whatever they had been in civilian life before, here and now, naked and blushing and desperate in front of him-

-they were all tens out of tens!

The beautiful girls all closed their eyes and started rubbing their slim manicured fingers on their smooth shaven pussies, their bodies quickly starting to squirm!

"You are not allowed to cum," he ordered, standing before them.  "You are only allowed to edge during work hours.  Repeat that!"

With shaky desperate voices, the four masturbating Mailgirls did!

Tony had also been reading a lot-

-about how to pretend to be an effective Dom!

"All Mailgirl sex in the dorm- will be consensual!  Repeat that!"

He focused on Jenny- god, she could have been his daughter!

"Alll mailgirl sex..." the beautiful nude Asian girl panted, eyes closed, rubbing herself and squirming on her beautiful bare naked feet!  "..shall be consensual- OHGOD Mr Berens I'M CLOSE!"  

And the gasping long-haired Asian girl yanked her fingers away from her slippery pussy just in time, whining, shaking, stamping her cute feet in frustration-

-and how CLOSE she had gotten!

"OHGOD- DAMMIT!  That- burns!"

Tony gulped-

-he would definitely remember THAT visual for later!

"However," he continued, "the 'giver' Mailgirl may make the 'receiver' Mailgirl agree to ANY terms she wishes, no matter how humiliating, in return for taking her over the top!  Get creative.  Because remember girls- you'll be on TV!"

"OH-HELL!" Kayla gasped, pulling her fingers from her clit!  

The beautiful helpless blonde virginal farmgirl GRABBED the edge of Tony's desk for support, her lily-white legs shaking, as she rode her painfully hard and close edge!  "NNYYGH!"

Tony was going to jerk off SO many times tonight.  

He gulped and continued!

"On duty, you must edge whenever legally ordered to do so.  OFF-duty, you are NOT allowed to touch yourself, not even to edge- repeat that!"

They did, two of the girls starting the climb towards their second edge!

"Therefore, ANY chance you have at pleasurable orgasms- for the next TWO YEARS- will be at the hands of ONE ANOTHER.  So BE NICE to each other!  Or be mean- I don't really care!" he lied!  "Be bitchy, play favorites, demand outrageous conditions just to make a desperate girl cum- it doesn't matter to me- but it does make for great TV!"

"OHFUCKK!" Mailgirl Three, lesbian Lily Brown cried, pulling her hand away!

But just a second too late!

"OH-SHIT!" she cried, grabbing Tony's desk, her long beautiful legs shaking, having a ruined orgasm!  "FuckfuckFUCK!"

She reached for her pussy, to try and salvage what was left-

-only to have her wrists grabbed by BOTH Tony and Cynthia!

"What was THAT?" he demanded.

"It was a ruin!" Cynthia laughed!  "That still counts!  Over the chair, next to Mailgirl Two!"

"That's not FAIR!" Lily cried!  "It was a RUIN!"

"That still counts!" Cynthia laughed, gleefully pushing the tall powerful athletic girl to be face down, ass up, over the visitor's chair, her naked side directly touching Sara's!  

Mailgirl Two, post-orgasm, blushing horribly, ass-up and on her toes, awaiting spanking, growled at the other girl. "Serves you right!"

"They- MADE me make you cum!"

"Hey," Sara asked Tony.  "Can I make HER cum again real quick, just so she gets even MORE spanks on her big dumb ass?"

"Enough backtalk!  The only think I want to hear out of BOTH your mouths- is wailing!" Cynthia laughed, using her stiff riding crop on both of their side-by-side upturned naked butts-

-at once!  

CRACK-CRACK!

"OW!" Sara cried, kicking her smooth beautiful bare feet!

"FUCCK!" Lily agreed, doing the same!

Tony gulped, wondering if he would have any sperm left in his nuts by tomorrow morning!

"ALL Mailgirls!" he ordered.  "Repeat after me: 'THANK YOU MR. BERENS!  FOR THESE WONDERFUL CHANGES TO OUR ORGASM RULES!'"

The naked Jenny and Kayla and Mailgirl Five repeated it, standing up on their beautiful painted toes, naked bodies shaking, eyes closed, masturbating themselves!

The bent-over Sara and Lily repeated it, naked, their butts and legs and pussies on perfect display for Tony to see, as they got cropped again by a laughing Cynthia!

"Repeat it again," Tony said, stroking his cock just a little through his suit pants!

They did!

"Repeat it again," he laughed, feeling a huge change coming over him!

"THANK YOU- MR. BERENS!" Jenny cried, eyes tightly closed, gasping, long silky black hair flying, up on her toes, so beautiful!  "OHFUCK!" she gasped, pulling her fingers away!

"-FOR THESE- WONDERFUL CHANGES-" Kayla gasped, edging too, yanking her fingers away, shivering and stamping her beautiful tiny naked feet!  "OH HELL!" 

"-to our orgasm rules," Mailgirl Five purred, leaning back onto Tony's filing cabinet, one leg up on his coffee table, letting him see everything she was doing with her fingers!

And the only one with her eyes open, watching what he was doing!

Tony gasped and let go of the tent in his pants!

"Thank you- Mr. Berens," she panted, giving him a sultry knowing wink!  "For these- changes-- to our- OHHFUCK FINALLY!" she laughed, pulling her fingers away just in time!  

Unlike the other girls, the edging hadn't shaken her-

-it only seemed to have to have-

-ENERGIZED her! 

Tony wondered when he would have to deal with that.

Tony sat down hard behind his desk, hiding his bottom half again!

"Repeat it ALL again, Mailgirls!  ALL of you- Mailgirls Two and Three, reach down and edge yourself while Cynthia spanks you!  And make it LOUD!  I want them to HEAR you- DOWN IN THE LOADING DOCKS!"

And Tony watched in disbelief as five stunning helpless horny barefoot naked women edged themselves loudly and repeatedly at his command in his office, while thanking him for the privilege. 

***

The rest of the day was torture for the Mailgirls to get through, knowing what they had waiting for them, as soon as their shift ended-

-but just as Tony had predicted, it was delicious torture, and made them all run faster-

-to achieve their best delivery times yet!

The numbers didn't lie. 

And the second the clock hit 5:00 pm and their armbands beeped into off-duty mode, every blushing panting barefooted nude Mailgirl in the building booked it for the 2nd floor Atrium showers.  

Mailgirls Two and Three, the former college runner Sara and former college athlete Lily, were of course the first to arrive.  Sara just a little bit sooner. 

She was already wet under the hot luxurious rainfall showerheads-

-Connor hadn't skimped on those-

-naked with her hair up, washing away the sweat of the day, already blushing and trying not to think about the HUGE glass windows right behind her, making up an the entire WALL of the showers behind her-

-she was very well lit on the inside, the atrium was very dark as the day shift ended, exaggerating the sense she was being watched by a huge crowd of faceless men-

-it was undoubtedly a busy atrium, since the email had gone out hours ago, about the 'New Deal' Tony had struck with the Mailgirls-

-and what to expect at 5 o'clock!  

But Sara couldn't see any of that, she just had to-

- imagine it!

She panted, trying not to touch her buzzing nipples and pussy in front of them-

-trying not to give them the satisfaction-

-but knowing she was inevitably going to fail!

If not today-

-then a LOT of days, over the next two years!

EVERYONE in the company was going to eventually-

-see her masturbate!

Sara was buzzing, soaping her body, trying not to touch her smooth slippery shaven pussy, waiting, looking at the door-

-when Lily entered.  

Both women pulled up short.

"Oh."

"Oh."

It was the first time they had seen each other-

-since Tony's office!

Lily motioned to the showers!  "Do you mind if I...?"

"No, g-go ahead!"

And the tall beautiful Amazon took the rainfall showerhead directly next to Sara, even though, Sara noted, every other newly installed showering spot was just as good- 

-and totally empty!

Sara did steal a few glances as the tall powerful dirty blonde Amazon soaped up her toned body next to her, becoming all wet and shiny-

She had an ass you could bounce quarters off of-

-legs that looked like carved marble-

-strong arms, strong shoulders-

-she looked like a naked Wonder Woman-

-and tits that were right out of Sara's fantasies!

Lily turned to her!  "Look, I wanted to say, I'm sorry for-"

Sara looked away from her tits!  "Don't worry about it- they... made you do it!"

"Yeah, but I didn't have to do it so well."

Sara chuckled, not directly looking at her!  "Yeah, well... I like a girl who takes pride in her work."

And she saw Lily blush!  "Well... thanks!"  

They showered next to each other. 

"You were forced to edge me," Sara laughed, her back to the girl, "...but no one forced you to edge Mailgirl One this morning."

"Yeah, well... I like tiny straight girls who are helpless and curious!" the naked Amazon laughed!

Sara chuckled.  "You and me both."

"...you mean that?"

"Sometimes.  Not always."

"Oh."

They showered next to each other.

Sara turned and smirked at the other girl.  "They didn't let you cum at all today, did they?"

And the entire atmosphere in the room changed. 

To Lily, it seemed like every cube of air in the room got compressed-

-heavier-

-steamier-

-all around her!  

She gulped hard!  "...what... are your terms?"

And Sara laughed out loud!

"Terms?  I'm not a monster!"

"There has to be terms," Lily gulped!  "A cost to the orgasm.  Otherwise it's..."

"Not as hot, yes I know," Sara chuckled, and gave herself a quick single rub between her thighs, feeling her whole body tingle!  She heard clapping from outside the windows, making her heart race!  She gulped!  "How about... if I make you cum right now... I get to tickle you one time some random morning and you're not allowed to stop me!"

"Fuck- I hate being tickled!"

"Good."  

Lily was clenching and unclenching her fists at her sides!  "How... long would you tickle me for?"

"As long as I wanted.  And you couldn't fight back.  You would have just lay there and take it.  Well, you could kick and scream, but not leave your bed."

"Fuck!"

Sara turned, showing Lily her smooth spanked ass and naked back.  "It's that... or nothing..."

Lily steamed, squirmed on her feet, clenching and unclenching her hands-

"Okay ....fine!"

"Second condition!" Sara laughed.  "IF I go down on you right now... you're not allowed to hold back, even though hundreds of people might be watching us right now," Sara said, feeling a tremor of excitement run through her!  "And you should feel free to cum, just as hard as you made me earlier today."

Lily was panting and blushing already, looking out the darkened window at the theoretical crowd and then looking back!  "O...okay!"

"You'll cum nice and hard?" Sara confirmed.  "You won't hold back?"

"I don't know if I could at this point!"

Sara laughed, feeling herself get even wetter below!  "Third condition-"

"No more conditions!" Lily protested!  

"Just one more," Sara laughed.  "Is that, after we do this... you have to go and make our straight little Mailgirl One absolutely LOSE her mind with orgasms, tonight in the dorms.  I don't want her able to WALK tomorrow morning!"

And now Lily finally laughed!  

"That I can do!"  She panted, turning away, suddenly nervous, pulling her wet hair away  from her blushing face!  "How did you want to get sta-"

And then Sara was kissing her. 

Hard.

Deeply.

Aggressively.

While pressing her ass up against the thick clear glass wall behind her, presenting Mailgirl Three's perfect ass to the hooting cheering bellowing crowd in the atrium right outside.

The girls heard it in the showers-

-and somehow it made them both kiss and touch each other harder!

As much as she enjoyed the attention to her tits and ass, Sara grabbed Lily's wrists and slammed them onto the glass at head level behind her, obviously signaling that the younger woman to keep them there-

-that Sara was in charge now-

-that the taller younger hotter naked girl just had to stand there and take it-

-and then went to her knees and ate out the panting girl's soaking desperate pussy in a hungry, dominant way-

-like it had been years since she had gotten a taste.  

The crowd outside went wild.

***

Jenny and Kayla and Mailgirl Five arrived into the showers a few minutes later, while Sara and Lily were still heavily engaged, the younger girls giggling and covering their eyes at the scene and choosing shower-heads far away, to give Two and Three their space!

The older Mailgirl Five just rolled her eyes and scoffed, but she did join the two younger girls at the far far end of the showers, giving the moaning Lily and kneeling licking Sara some space to be 'alone'.

Jenny and Kayla-Lee tried to soap themselves up, but the feeling of their slippery hands running over their young breasts and hard nipples-

-nipples that seemed to have grown hyper sensitive after being exposed all day-

-and their smooth shaking thighs-

-and smooth round naked asses-

-along with Lily's moans coming from the other side of the shower-

-were too distracting!

Jenny yanked her hands away from her nipples, before she came!

"It's- not FAIR!" she hissed to the two closest girls!  "I thought- Mailgirl Three- would be- with ME tonight!"

Five chuckled.  "Looks like she's found another favorite."  

"There's SO many people out there watching!" Kayla Lee gulped, blushing, not looking out at the crowd, still soaping her young breasts, chest, and panting stomach!  "They're all just- staring at us!" the deeply blushing girl gasped!  "It makes my skin feel like- it's on FIRE!"

"Me too!" Jenny gulped, squirming on her bare feet, washing her hair!

"That's probably just something they put in the soap," Mailgirl Five muttered.  Then turned to the waiting crowd and flipped them the double bird.

They responded by just cheering and whistling louder.  

Jenny looked past the tall Mailgirl Five to peek at the two involved Mailgirls, just as the taller Mailgirl Three was going up on her pretty toes, slamming her helpless fists against the glass- 

-and cumming hard on Sara's tireless tongue!

"OHHHFFUCCCKK! OHHHGODDDDDDDDDD!"

"It's not FAIR!" Jenny whined, turning away!  "Three is the one who wound ME up this morning- but SHE gets to cum first!  And WE'RE not even allowed to-"  The Asian girl blushed!  "-touch ourselves while watching!"

Kayla gulped hard, her young slim throat bobbing, as she played with her long blonde hair, looking at the Asian girl!  "We could always... touch each other?"

And Jenny blushed even harder in response!  "...but the people!"

"I know I know- but, if we don't do it now..." Kayla gulped.  "-we'd have to wait until  tomorrow morning!"

"You're only allowed to edge in the morning," Five reminded, soaping up her big firm tits and long toned legs with no hesitation.  "If you to want to cum, you have to do it now."

Jenny was panting, blushing, unsure-

-but her entire body was tingling!

"What... what should we do?" she asked Kayla!

"I don't know- kiss?"

The two girls leaned in between their showerheads and went for a kiss-

-which only turned into a chaste peck on the lips!

The crowd booed as the timid girls separated, and even Mailgirl Five laughed, shaking her head.  

Jenny gulped!  "Maybe we should... touch each other?"

"Okay!" Kayla agreed, blushing, shaking!  The blonde virgin moved out from under her showerhead-

-and under Jenny's-

-and the crowd's cheers got louder!

And under the single shower-head the two formerly straight girls tried to touch each other's shoulders and sides and breasts and then pussies, tentatively, cautiously-

-but all it did was frustrate them further!

"This isn't working!" Jenny cried, pulling back and stamping her feet!

"The angle- is a lot different from when I do it- to myself!" Kayla agreed!

"Let's try it again!"

They did, to the cheers of the crowd, who booed even louder when the two frustrated girls gave up again, just fifteen seconds later! 

"This isn't working!"

"Do... you just want to use our mouths?" Kayla offered.  

"I don't know HOW!" Jenny whined!

"Oh my fucking god I can't watch this anymore," Mailgirl Five groaned, stepping her tall soapy-slick body in between the two smaller girls and leaning back against the thick window glass with her strong shoulders.  She spread her legs shoulder width on the floor in front of her, both slim feet solidly planted on the wet tile, her strong Cindy-Crawford thighs at a 45 degree angle to the ground-

-and grabbed each smaller girl by the back of the neck!

"YOU- rub on THIS!" she said, pulling Jenny forward by the neck until the tiny Asian girl was straddling Five's right thigh, the strong smooth muscles pressing against Jenny's perfectly bald shaved pussy!

"And YOU- rub on THIS!" she growled at Kayla, pulling the blond girl to the same position, on her left leg!

She grabbed both their hips!  

"Now you Virgins- GRIND!"

"I'm NOT a virgin!" Jenny whimpered, grinding!

"You are- in THIS!"

And the smaller girls did, having to stand on tiptoe to get up on the taller girl's smooth strong thighs-

-but Jenny and Kayla quickly found their rhythm grinding their hips back and forth-

-especially with one of Five's strong hands gripping each of their asses, grabbing their butts tightly and setting a fast pace!

"Oh god oh god OH GOD!" the nude Jenny gasped first, up on her tiny toes, already starting to tremble!

"MMMMMgghg!" the naked Kayla agreed!

The crowd was going wild. 

The smaller panting girls tried to reach down-

-to rub Mailgirl Five down there, to return the favor-

-but she angrily slapped their hands away!

"No!  I don't want you two virgins- spelunking down there blind, with those nails!"  She grabbed the backs of their heads and shoved one of them onto each of her heaving tits!  "But you can suck on THESE if you want- just make sure you take your teeth off my nips- when you cum!"

The grinding girls nodded, their eyes closed, their mouths now full!

"Mmmph!"

"Mmfff!"

And after just another minute-

-both of them, simultaneously-

-and not because Sara, down on her knees, was watching what was happening over there and timed her licking of Lily to match, no, not at all-

-the three naked helpless Mailgirls cried out in the painful release of a long delayed orgasm, all at once, making the shower echo with their cries, and the huge crowd of workers watching outside laugh and cheer.

***

Tony was one of that crowd, standing basically unseen off to the side of the atrium railing, since everyone there was watching something more interesting. 

He was watching it too.  

Guiltily, knowing that he had helped create the conditions for this intolerable build up and then release of sexual tension-

-but watching nonetheless. 

He couldn't look away!

But he felt Connor's presence in the crowd before he saw him.  

And then he turned saw him, steaming mad and steaming directly towards Tony, most of the crowd remembering to part for the CEO, and some of those more distracted watchers that didn't remember, getting nearly run over!

Connor rushed right up to Tony's side and hissed to him, low enough not to be heard over the girls loudly orgasming on the big HD screen in the Atrium!

"What the fuck IS all THIS Tony?!  Cynthia showed me the changes you made to the orgasm policy- WITHOUT my approval!"

"You put me in charge of the program, without my approval."

"The whole POINT was to keep them-" Connor looked around, making sure no one was close enough to hear! "-horny and frustrated as MUCH as possible!  Men liked that!  The Board liked that!"

"I thought the whole point was to get a ten percent productivity improvement."

"And how will THIS-" Connor hissed, waving at the big screen, the girls, and the glass wall into the busy shower stalls, everything!  "-achieve THAT?  Those girls will be so spent by the morning- they won't be able to WALK!"

Tony finally pushed up off the railing and stood up straight, no longer hiding the hard tent jutting out under his thin suit pants!

"Because it's after five o clock."

"SO?"

"So look up at the floors facing the atrium."

Connor did-

-the open center of floors 2 through 5 looked down into the big open air atrium at the center of the building, the windows into each floor showing lights of the offices that were still occupied.

"SO?"

"Notice how many more lights are on?  How many more than usual?"

Connor looked again, and Tony knew the CEO was only pretending to count.  "Almost... half more than usual, I'd say."

"It's almost exactly half.  I counted," Tony countered.  "A half of our employees haven't rushed away from their desks at five o'clock, like they usually do, because they wanted to stay and watch the girls relieve tension at the end of their shift!"

"That's only three floors-"

"And I know about half of the Electrical Engineering department on 13 is staying late at their desks too, watching on the internal feed." 

"And how the HELL would you know THAT?" 

"Because I'M the one who helped them connect their monitors to the camera feed at 4:30, to make sure it worked!" Tony shot back, standing taller!  "And those engineers that are staying late- they're running another automated test on our latest batch of semi-conductors, because why not, if you're there?"

Tony waved an arm at all the people still in the atrium, the lights in offices, everything!

"You wanted a productivity increase?  Well THERE it is Connor- if half of the company stays late an extra hour to watch the girls cum and half of those do some meaningful work, even if by accident, just waiting for the next Mailgirl coupling- THERE'S your ten percent!"

The CEO stepped back, as if reconsidering the whole thing.  

"That... actually may work."

"I KNOW it will!  Because I'm the NUMBERS GUY!  Now if you'll EXCUSE me-" Tony said, picking up his briefcase and huffing off!  "I have to go home and FUCK my wife."

***

And he did.  

Just like before, Tony burst in through his front door, yelling for his wife Lauren the second he came home-

-the surprised woman coming out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron-

-and Tony PICKED her up CARRIED her to the bedroom, RIGHT AWAY!

"TONY!" she laughed, like a new bride in his arms!  "TWO DAYS in a row?!"

Tony didn't answer, just threw her onto the bed and attacked her with his mouth and hands like he had the night before-

But unlike last night, Tony didn't get undressed himself, even though his cock had been straining to be free all day-

-he only ripped the clothes off Lauren, even tearing her panties as he yanked them off, to leave her laughing and completely nude on his bed!  

And THEN he dove in, using his hands, fingers, mouth, tongue on EVERY inch of her naked body-

-kissing her smooth skin and soft pretty feet, sucking on her tits until she was moaning-

-biting her smooth round ass with his teeth and turning her over and licking her stubbly quickly dampening pussy until she was SCREAMING his name- 

"OH-GOD-TONNY!"

He made her orgasm, loudly, with her legs wrapped around his head-

-and when she finally came down, looking at him, she laughed!

"You're still... fully dressed!  Tie and everything!"

Tony blushed, and lied!  "I just- couldn't wait!  Do you want me naked?"

"Fuck yes," Lauren laughed.  "After all that- I need that cock in me."

And that almost made Tony spurt in his pants too.

Tony started taking off his tie, then looked at his nude wife laying on the bed.  "Play with yourself for me."

"What?!" she laughed, and Tony had to remind himself-

-that he wasn't at the office anymore!

"I just thought... it might be erotic!" he gulped, blushing!  "If you touched yourself- while I undressed!"

"In FRONT of you?!" she laughed.  "I'm not... a Porn Star!"

"You don't have to be- I mean- sometimes normal women like- showing off a little!"

She laughed!  "No, I'd feel too silly... just come to bed!"

Internally, Tony grumbled, but he didn't press!  Instead, he quickly got the rest of his clothes off and turned to her, blushing!

"Could you at least... suck me a little?"

"What?  It's not your birthday!"

"Only.. a little!" he said, gulping!  

She smirked at him!  "Well... only a little.  You know how I hate doing it-"

"I know!" Tony gulped, and then he was suddenly in his wife's supremely talented mouth!  "Ungh!"

For someone who claimed to hate giving blowjobs-

-Lauren was an absolute master at them!

"Ungggh!" Tony grunted, looking down, gently holding her head, enjoying the sight of a totally nude and barefooted woman servicing him!  

At his command!

Just like the girls might have done, in his office-

-Jenny most certainly would have, desperate as she had been before the new rules-

-maybe even-

-Sara-

"NNGNGGYYHH!" he cried, unloading into his wife's mouth!

He felt her flinch-

-but his gentle hand on the back of her head prevented her from moving too far-

-and Lauren leaned forward into it and swallowed it all like a champ, her hot wet tongue even swirling fast around Tony's cock as he came, to give him the hardest, and longest orgasm possible!

"NNNGGYYHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Lauren was always good like that.

After she had finished cleaning his cock with her nimble tongue, sending shivers up Tony's spine, she pulled away, laughing.  

"That was a lot faster than usual.  What's been going on at work?"

"N-nothing!" he stammered, blushing, collapsing on the bed next to her.  "Just... started a big new project, is all!"

She smirked, wiping her lips.  "And I guess the project is going well?"

"..yes!  I think- I figured it out today."

"Well that's good," his wife laughed, starting to get dressed again.

"Could you... just stay naked for a bit?" Tony asked. 

"What?  Cassie will be home soon!"

"No she won't!" Tony said, hoping that was true!  "Just... stay naked for a little while longer, Lauren, please!  If you do... I'll probably be ready to go again in just a few minutes!"

"In just a few minutes?!  What do you think you are- twenty five again?"

"Just trust me, I will!  If you just... stay naked!"

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just- like watching you... move around the house like that!"

"Don't be silly Tony!" she said, then laughed.  "Fine!  Five minutes..."

They lay in bed together then, Lauren telling Tony about her day, grocery shopping, getting the car fixed, dealing with the neighbors and their wives-

-almost immediately Tony was stroking her bare shoulders as she talked-

-after two minutes he was gently stroking the outside of her bare thighs as they both lay above the covers, talking in the nude-

-and within five minutes he was hard again!

"Oh my god, you weren't kidding!" Lauren laughed!  

And suddenly her mouth was on his cock again!

"Ungggh!  LAUREN!  NO- not THIS time!" he growled, surprising her by semi-roughly pulling her up by her hair, before he filled her mouth again!

"Tony!" she laughed in surprise, as he picked her up again, pushed her on her back, and roughly entered her!

Tony FUCKED his wife then, getting out ALL the tension of the day, just like Sara and Lily had in the showers-

-in fact when he was getting close-

-he thought about those two tall beautiful women strong-willed women, naked and slippery in the showers, their bodies intertwining like two snakes as they made love, both of them looking into each other's eyes as they came-

"NNGGGGHHHHHHYYYYYYYYY!" Tony screamed, filling his wife with cum!  "GGHHHHH!"

He was cumming harder than he had- 

-in years!

Afterwards, they both lay, panting and spent, on top of the covers.  Lauren looked at him. 

"A hard-dicked pounding, WITH the lights on, TWO nights in a row?" she laughed at the blushing man!  "What's gotten INTO you Tony?"

"Nothing!"

"Tell me about this big new project at work."

"Oh, nothing you would care about-" he gulped!  "Just... numbers stuff!"

"You're right, I'm bored already," Lauren laughed, getting out of bed and starting to re-dress!  "And I've got a casserole to flip."

Then they heard the front door fly open and SLAM closed!  

"DAAADDDD!"

"Oh shit, Cassie's home!"

"DAD!" the angry yelling came, closer this time!

"Just a second, we're in the bedroom honey!" Lauren called back through the door.  "We'll be out in just a minut-"

And their bedroom door FLEW open, sending the naked Lauren ducking into the attached bath and Tony scrambling to pull the covers over his nude body!

"LAUREN!  WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS!"

She was a beautiful college-aged girl-

-young, feisty, long-haired, a beautiful slim brunette like her mother-

-in a hoodie and short running shorts, barefoot since she had angrily kicked off her shoes at the front door-

-and she shoved her phone in his face, showing a press release from Connor about Jersey Semiconductors!  

"What's the meaning of THIS, Dad?!  MAILGIRLS?  REALLY?!"

Now wearing a robe, Lauren stuck her head out of the bathroom!  "Mailgirls?  Tony, what's she talking about?"

"Nothing dear!  Just something- Connor thought of!"

"Thought of?!" Cassandra cried!  "The article says- YOU'RE running the program, DAD!"

Lauren came back in to the room, taking Cassie's phone in hand and reading it!  "Tony?!?  What IS all this?!"

"Honey!  I can EXPLAIN-"

"Sure you can Dad!"

"It's just- a program to- raise stockholder value!" the blushing man gulped!  "It's completely- innocent!  And legal!"

"You're EXPLOITING those girls Dad!" Cassie cried, stamping her tiny naked bare feet!  "I can't BELIEVE you!  You're LITERALLY the Patriarchy!"

"Cassie, it's not like that!  The girls... like it!"

"Oh really?!"

"Yes!"

"Well if it's all so innocent and legal and FUN for the girls-" his daughter snorted, "I guess you wouldn't mind if I became a stupid naked Mailgirl running around your office then, huh?!"

He held the covers more tightly over himself!  "Lauren, don't be dramatic-"

"I'm NOT being DRAMATIC, Dad!  This is EVERYTHING my college classes taught me to FIGHT AGAINST!  So I already applied to BE a Mailgirl in your building- and some woman named Cynthia already replied!  And I go in to meet with her- tomorrow!"

***THE END OF CHAPTER TWO!***