You hear the noise. You grimace as Master begins to flog your back as his finger pleasures your asshole. With each stroke of the whip you groan in tor...ented ecstasy. It's as if you are being punished for the pleasure that your ass is enjoying. Master now removes his finger from your ass and places his thumb in the waiting hole. His finger moves to your hot juicy pussy. You are so wet with excitement that his finger slips in almost unnoticed. Then you feel the movement of his finger in and out. He had a big chubby bleached blonde bimbo standing behind him. She was dressed cheaply, not sexy like me, just cheaply but I'm sure she thought she was the cat's meow. Every now and then she'd whine"when are we gettin outa here Roy?"He'd just shoot back a dirty look to her and say "keep yer mouth shut."We slid up to the table and Ron took a seat and asked if he could play the next round. The fat guy looked up and said"why sure young feller!"pull up a chair!"I stood behind him. The fat guy was. I sat on the end of the bed and spread my legs for the crowd of guys sitting around the open living area. The two cameramen had their lights and cameras going so I decided to give them a little masturbation show. I pinched and pulled on my nipples and rubbed my already wet slit. I used two hands and spread my pussy wide open for everyone to get a good look and the camera guys where getting some close-ups. I inserted some fingers and started to slide them in and out and with my other hand spread. The work was simple, mostly clerical, and not really challenging at all. But every day brought the parade of pussy hounds howling around my desk. I enjoyed all the attention of course, and dressed to fan the flames as much as I could. Slit skirts, tight minis, low cut blouses, and rarely wearing a bra got the attention of every single dick and most of the married ones in the building. A couple of the senior partners were blatantly after me, offering jewelry, clothes, weekend trips, whatever.