Jerry was happy just to find a job. And for it to be a job with a high salary, and to be the assistant to one of the most powerful CEO’s in the country was just an unbelievable bonus. So Jerry didn’t bother to read the iron clad long contract and just signed it showing up to work the next day ready to go. But when he arrived he found out that he wasn’t the assistant he thought he was going to be, he was the man’s sex assistant, and Jerry found himself a slave, unable to resist any order given to him. At first it was bad, he had to blow the cock of his boss/master and friends, while he also would get fucked up the ass, which being a straight guy Jerry didn’t care for. But then it just got overly sick and weird, starting with him having to wear a diaper all day long and be changed like a baby too when boss/master started making him eat his shit straight from the asshole. Luckily for Jerry his contract will be up in exactly 50 years, which means on his 75th birthday he’ll be a free man again.
As it turned out, Seed Inc and Smiles International had both
been experimenting on the employees they knew were going to be expendable.
Invisible gasses were pumped into these employees’ offices (Jonathan’s being
one of them). These gases altered the employee’s mind, making them addicts,
addicts to cocks.
After a month of inhaling the mind-altering gasses, Jonathan
was called up to meet with the Co-CEO of the Company, Mr. Bigs. Mr. Bigs
informed Jonathan that he was being promoted to Advertising Whore, which meant
it would now be his job to sexually satisfy the needs of all the men in the
advertising department. Jonathan happily agreed, he couldn’t think of anything
that would be better. He didn’t even complain about the 2/3rds cut in salary
(his wife did, but she wouldn’t be in the picture much longer).
Johnathan is a whiz at his new position in the company. It
took a little bit of training, but he spends his days walking around the
office, naked from the waist down, servicing cocks, keeping his addiction
itched. How could life be any better than this?
Johnny had been a promising up and coming lawyer,
at least that was until one of the five male office pleasure slaves passed
away. The hunt was on for a slave to replace him, and having just lost the firm
a sizable trial the partners of the firm decided that Johnny would be one of
the new slaves.
Johnny didn't have a choice in the matter, there
was a 'slave clause' he hadn't paid attention to in his contract. He was
stripped, gagged and bound. He now lives around the clock in the building with
the other four slaves that he will eventually come to call brothers.
Since Johnny was new, all the male staff were
encouraged to use him over the others for Johnny’s first week. Right now it is
Alfie who has his cock buried deep up Johnny’s mancunt. This fuck is especially
degrading and humbling for the new slave, for Alfie was his brother-in-law and
best bud.
It will take time for Johnny to adjust to his new
life, to accept the way things are for him now. Eventually he will, and he’ll
learn to enjoy his life as the other’s have, a full year from now he’ll be
begging Alfie to use him like the filthy cock whore he was clearly born to be.
When I asked my older brother if he could get me a job, this
wasn’t quite what I had in mind. Who knew that getting a dick up your ass could
be as much fun as getting paid?
Of course, Chris isn’t aware that he’s being tested on, but
with what the drugs are doing to him, his unconscious self is beginning to
merge with his conscience self. All Stephen had to do was offer him a cup of
coffee.
The way the control worked was simple, whenever Chris read
something in a special font, he would find himself thinking or doing whatever
it read, so instead of a morning paper every morning, Chris got a paper from
Stephen.
On the second day of work Chris showed up in a nice clean
diaper under his suit just as the paper he’d got said. It didn’t stay clean
very long though, after he was called into Stephen’s office. Stephen had made
sure the paper stated that Chris was to treat Stephen as if Stephen was his
master.
Stephen had never believed Chris was good enough for his
sister. With some more commands she was soon seeing things Stephen’s way, and
Chris became a former in-law.
It's been well over a year since Stephen started
experimenting on his former brother-in-law. There's still a small part of the
old Chris deep down, but for the most part Chris now just lives to be
humiliated and service his master and any other man around the office.
“Kiss My Ass You
Fag!” He shouted to his boss, and only afterwards did he realize the mistake he
had made. His boss Mr. Major smirked, this wasn’t the first time that an
employee had mouthed off to him, and he knew what the consequences of what was
said would be.
Within seconds
Joshua found his words flipped back on him, and instead of his boss kissing his
ass, Joshua found himself kissing his boss’s ass. Kissing it, and licking it,
and sucking it, and….
Joshua now lives
solely as Mr. Major’s ‘Ass-Kisser’. Joshua shoves his face into his master’s
ass every single chance he’s given, and he’s also more than willing to show off
his skills to any other man Mr. Major brings around.
So, remember, be
careful with the words you use against your boss, those words just might
backfire onto you.
There was a potion. He could remember the potion. That's right. He had gotten it from this voodoo chick that was a friend of his brothers. The potion was supposed to put his boss in his place, basically make his boss worship him and realize he was the superior male, the alpha of the office. But how could he be the superior male when all he wanted to do now was play with his bosses cock?
He had slipped the potion into his bosses coffee. He knew he had. But wait…oh god, he had put it in the wrong cup. He had drank it instead of his boss. That's way, that's why he was like this. That's why he looked at his boss as if he were a god on earth. He would do anything at all just to pleasure this man, his alpha. He was a sorry excuse for a male, a bitch really in comparison to his boss. Thank god that potion had showed him his true place in life. What could be better than spending the rest of his life as his boss' bitch?
