She had me turn over so that I was on my back. She lifted my legs up and knelt in front of me. My ass was slick with the lube and the dildo was coated...with my saliva. She pressed the head against my anus and started to push slowly. "Breathe," she told me. I exhaled and the first inch was in me. There was a curious mixture of pain and pleasure. She started to pull on my nipples, which is something that always turns me on. She also started to talk dirty to me, which really gets me going. "How. "I've got a few projects that I can put you guys in after this, without having to take shit from any asshole in the company! For a while at least! Now, those beers!"Philip tells himself that he deserves to drink all he wants. After all, he spent most of the week doing the gruesome work of coding all the pages from the portal and helping the development team integrate it with their own work until late hours each night.Beer after beer takes away the extreme coldness from outside that creeps. One that they didn't seem to care about, but the staff did. What was their future? It was certain that they would go into the breeding program, that was obvious, but then what?One of the biggest problems the world had faced was overpopulation, and the emotional backlash to anybody who tried to get a handle on it. With the implant controlling emotions, the concepts of love and attraction were out of date. Reproduction came under the eyes of the rationalists, who saw that two things were. Her husband was in on it, and would leave a camera running so he could watch later. I walked into the room, and she was there as I was told. Her hands were tied, and a blindfold covered her eyes. The dress was blue with spaghetti straps. I could hear her breathing. The room smelled like desire. I reached out and touched her calf. Goosflesh shot it’s way up her leg and she tensed up. She inhaled sharply, but said nothing. I remained quiet, cock hardening as I raised the dress higher. Halfway up.