Secretarial Duties
Secretarial Duties
Her pointed ears twitched to the side as two unexpected crimson notifications blinked into existence on the itinerary in front of her. She placed her glasses higher up upon her white muzzle and clicked on the date, revealing a pair of guests who were to be let into the office she guarded behind her.
Guests : Two
Origin : Unknown.
Duration of meeting : Forty-five minutes.
Special instructions : Dim the windows, activate the Faraday shield, and lock the lobby doors after entry.
Arrival time : 5pm.
She checked the clock, 4:53, and a rush of nerves hit her with a frequently endured tinge of anxiety. These guests were here to do discreet business, and she was to make sure nothing got in her lobby. It took her only a few seconds to open the smart room settings for the lobby and well-protected office, preemptively dimming the lights and ceiling-to-floor glass window panels, providing a kind of one-way mirror effect to the bustling city below. She readjusted her dark business casual blouse and pleated skirt to look more professional, and to help steel her nerves. As her paw reached to the collar of her blouse, she brushed against the metallic collar only just recently installed around her neck. With that reminder, she slightly straightened it and swallowed hard to feel it's oddly comforting presence more pressingly. Her green and yellow eyes darted back to the clock in the corner, 4:54, only a minute had passed.
Clunk-sssshhhhhhss, the door to her lobby swung open with a well-manicured black paw pulling it down and in. This gave way for a large four-legged creature with orange and black fur, and nothing but cuffs and matching collar on, to walk in. Though each of the creature's paws could fit both of hers in diameter, he made little sound traipsing in on the mahogany wood flooring in front of her. His creme-colored mane turned from the man who let him in to the mostly white furred kaline in front of him, with her glasses placed high and posture rigid and formal. They exchanged courteous nods as the black wolf behind him stepped in as well. She noticed his dark 3-piece suit and exotic looking gold jewelry as he stood by the side of his feral companion with well-mannered posture and grace. He reminded her of the one whom she was guarding, though with a sense that he was not quite so commanding. The mostly nude feral was clearly a male, his undercarriage in full view and well-groomed coat made her blush, but she kept her composure.
Akna lifted her paw from the mouse and asked "5 o'clock?" with an air of authority, her voice strong despite her nerves. Her terseness was met with a calm voice coming from the well-tailored wolf. "Yes, we're both here now, do you know why?" his accent sounded Mediterranean, though she couldn't quite pinpoint where from. With a click of a switch under her desk the lobby door locked behind the two men and outside signals cut, following her instructions. "I'm sure it's something of importance if you're getting such privacy. He'll see you now, he likes it when guests are early." She replies with a slight smile, not quite sure whether these two were part of some business deal or simply for her boss and Master's many pleasurable 'meetings'.
Ten minutes tick slowly by as the connection to the outside web was severed and her tasks were taken care of, she had little else to do but stare at the clock, 5:05, and wait for the two men to leave. Her attention shifted to the items on her calendar as she saw each scheduled task for the rest of the day simply disappear. She knew that the only one who had privileges to manipulate her system resided in the room behind her, but why? Then a new item was added.
Code Lilac
Her ears folded back in embarrassment as she suddenly got up and stripped her clothing, leaving it stacked neatly onto her chair. As she walked into the dimly lit but classy office, the two guests stopped talking and turned their attention to the now fully nude, sans taught collar, woman. Her feline Master grinned as he rolled his chair back a little, suggestively leaving space for her under his desk. Her ears were still folded back, as if they were pinned to the back of her head, as she gingerly stepped around the guests and behind his table. The view of her firm rear and small stubby tail stirred the black wolf to sit higher in his chair while the four-legger simply started panting. She immediately noticed the strawberry pink tip sticking out of the unzipped fly of her Master's grey bamboo-silk pants, and shyly squatted down behind the desk to get down on her knees.
With a reassuringly gentle pet on her head from his black-furred paw, she nosed her muzzle into his fly. Quickly, she took his mostly flaccid warmth into her petite muzzle up to his sheath just as she was taught to many times now, letting the thin barbs of her tongue mesh and stretch with the barbs on his tip. She had wondered when she'd be made to perform in-front of guests as he had been eager to mention to her how much he'd enjoy showing her off when the two were in private. The gentle petting of her head and then extended claw gracing the outer-most rim of her ear calmed her immensely. She had previously been made to explore one-another, both to support the sexual bond they had and to allow him to figure out how best to control her through touch alone. She focused her senses fully on him, swallowing her nerves and a healthy amount of built-up pre-cum.
A voice, one she hadn't heard before, resumed the conversation that had previously been cut-off with her entrance, but she couldn't focus on both her duties and his gruff-sounding accent. With a playful growl, her Master replied. Apparently, this meeting either had worked her Master up, or he had gone long without his needed attention, as his grip uncharacteristically tightened, and length slid quickly up from its sheath. He lifted his hand from her head and placed it under her jaw, signifying to her that she was to stand back up. She followed his command but was puzzled with why he'd want her to stop so soon. As she stood, she saw the large four-legged creature had moved from the front of the desk to the plush fainting couch alongside the tall bookshelves in the corner of the room.
"Are you sure you don't want to try her out too Dhahabi? She's taken a liking to having her tailhole used like a fox at pride, not that I've given her much choice in that." Her Master said with verve, like the two dark-furred men had known each other as good friends. The wolf just smiled and sipped on something in a whiskey glass, preferring to sit back and let things unfold for the moment. She felt her Master's paw on her hip, pulling her close to his chair. He stood up beside her and nosed his dark muzzle up to her pierced ear, almost growling into her ear as he lowly whispered. "You're to satisfy my large canine friend, he liked the look of your gorgeous mound. You can say no and get back under the desk if it's too soon for you." He said with whiskers pressed into her cheek and other paw now on her tummy stroking her soft spotted fur. This caused her to boil up on the inside and press her knees together, incredibly flustered but also turned on by the proposition. She nodded without speaking, having not been given permission to yet, and pulled his paw off her to walk over.
The two seated men just stared as she approached the feral, her casual acceptance to service a feral she had only just met was admirable for a new hire such as herself. 'Drac', as the tag on the feral's collar read, rubbed his soft mane against her in appreciation and gracefully rolled over onto the couch. She gave one look back at her Master, who simply looked on in curiosity, and committed to her decision by moving close to the mound of cream-colored fur. She ran her paws down his luxurious belly fluff, stopping when she got close to his already bulging sheath. His four legs were up belly exposed, and his balls rested over the edge of the couch vulnerably, but seductively. Akna began stroking his stiff sheath timidly and petting the insides of his thighs, teasing his red rod out and flopping onto his soft underside. "Up, girl." Drac snorted, his voice gruff but calming. She thought of backing off after seeing his forearm sized length but had been conditioned far too well for her own good and obeyed him without hesitation. The scent of his musk his hit her nose, inhibiting her half-canine mind to anything but lust as she straddled his waist. She put all her weight on him with paws on his chest, but he didn't seem to mind once distracted by the slick warmth that was her canine 'cookie'-shaped pussy overtop his cock. She wasn't annoyed by the impatient little humping he started then, wanting to satiate both their lusts by grinding against it herself. "You're such a big boy, how far do you want to take me?" She asked tenderly.
Her Master put a paw on her shoulder, she hadn't noticed him move across the room, but she did notice his own lack of pants. He kissed the top of her head and spoke to them both. "You're to take him down to his knot, I trained you girl, now put it to practice. Oh, and Drac, may I join in? She started me off and I think she should finish her job, well unless _you'd_like to help." Drac just huffed approvingly and started to try and align the tip of his cock between her thighs. She aided him by temporarily lifting her bottom up and forward, taking him more slowly than he'd have desired, but controlled enough to enjoy the pressure herself. She began to moan softly, his warm rod spreading her about as wide as she could take it, but slick enough that it wasn't too overwhelming. Her muzzle was then greedily grabbed by her Master's paw, a plush but firm grip, cutting her moan off with the familiar taste of her Master's pre on her black lips. Her throat tensed up and her collar felt tight as she looked up at her Master's loving face, his cock now fully taken in her maw. She breathed deep through her nose and slid down on the needy canine's throbbing cock, trying to both maintain her composure and perform for her Master. She began setting a slow pace for Drac, really savoring the feral's canid length as he filled her. Her plush lower lips hugged his girth with each gentle plunge and became more satisfying than scary to her, his feral desire to hump quickly started to feel appealing to her as well. She gave in then and laid herself flat on his belly, fully giving in to his pace and thrusts. While Drac eagerly took advantage of her now well-lubed hole, her Master took notice of her natural submission. "Maybe you'd like me to get you a toy or two like his to fill your dogged desires." He teased with no pause in his own pressing needs that were currently half-way down her maw.
Dhahabi watched by the desk, his own sheath bulging in his tight pants. He was content in enjoying the show, particularly the way his feral friend's balls would contract with each thrust, and with her round ass spread and bobbing each time he pulled back from one. Drac then leaned his neck forwards, enjoying the view of her breasts shifting back-and-forth in front of him, decided to passionately lap at her pierced nipples. Akna laid an arm around his neck, finding it hard to concentrate as he built a heat in her tummy hotter than she'd felt in a while. While she couldn't quite show her fervor to her feral companion, her attention to her Master's cock turned to lavish worship as her lust burned. She felt a paw come down on her rear and spread her cheek further, the recluse wolf now wanted to get in on the action himself. The wolf licked his other paw and placed a pad down on her open hole, it gave way sooner than he'd assumed it would but her already tense muscles made her incredibly tight. With Akna's attention still on the building heat and sweet scent of her Master's groin in her face, the wolf's intrusion was met with relaxed inhibitions and a base desire to be filled. She took long lavish laps against the bottom of the now fully erect cock in her maw. The barbs intermingling always seemed to please him, so she always tried to line them up just right as she drew her tongue back. Dhahabi could feel her hips shake as he lined his now bare sheath above the rutting feral's, she came hard, but she was far from over. Her mind clouded with the high that came with an orgasm, feeling her body radiate against the warm soft bed of fur she found herself on. The feral, not having met his own high yet, only took her state as a sign he could now move at his pace and began pumping his hips vigorously. Her Master pet the side of her face with the back of his paw and began meeting her movements with his own, obviously getting worked up over the scene.
When the wolf lined his black canine cock under her tailhole and spread her cheeks wide, she knew what was to happen and would have begged for it had her mouth not been full. Her experience with her ever-kinky Master led her to much physical experimentation, and when warm enough she knew her rear was a gateway to fulfillment in of itself. The plunge of his worked-up cock in her rear sent her into a state she'd not experienced before. Her head felt cloudy as she took the three men, not needing to do more than what she'd normally do to please her Master but finding it hard to perform for him with the extreme sensations coming from her lower half. As Dhahabi started rocking his cock into her tailhole, she could feel both of their cocks meet inside her and knew that the two canines must be sheath-to-sheath for this angle, not that they seemed to mind. The wet friction in her nethers caused her to squirm and whimper, her maw full of leaky cat dick. While Drac did most of the work thrusting, the wolf didn't just idly let her rump bounce back on him and leant over her back to press in deep, his paws dug deep into the fur on her hips. She could feel both canid cocks start to swell within her, the feral whined as he met his own well-deserved high. Drac's thrusts started becoming irregular and she was sure her Master couldn't take much more himself, their copious amounts of pre signaling there was much to come.
With a deep gruff sounding groan, the feral's growing knot swelled enough that on his next backswing his cock didn't escape her black mound. Pulling fiercely on her muscles in a way that felt sore but numbingly pleasurable and 'correct' to her, he started gushing within her. It was incredibly hot, and so filling in a way she hadn't felt before. Drac collapsed back onto the couch, finally leaving her breasts alone as his tired cock throbbed tied within her. She loved the warmth of his seed, audibly huffing. Her Master chuckled under his own labored breathing, as this sudden lapse in dogged thrusting allowed her to finally get into a good suckling rhythm. He attended to her hanging breasts with a commanding paw, putting his other upon the shoulder of the now inflamed wolf. While it wasn't a race, Akna thought the wolf seemed destined to at least come second. Keeping his pace despite the feral's lapse, Dhahabi lapped at the back of her bare shoulder almost instinctively. He barely pulled back on his thrusts, preferring to try and delve ever deeper, meeting the physical limit that was his canid length. She knew that he wasn't going to last long, presumably having worked himself up while sat down spectating. She was excited with the thought of being knotted in both stretched holes, clamping down on the feral's shaft with her inner muscles and anticipating the wolf to blow soon. Suddenly, her Master let out an animalistic growl and a jet of his seed hit her throat. The rest of the panther's seed met a quick end on her warm tongue, a practice she was quite familiar and satiated with. As his cock left her maw with a wet schlllik, he was quick to rest his furred sack atop her now panting muzzle. Obviously wanting her to know that her place would always be under him. While she didn't need that reminder, she felt loved in a way to know he wanted to show that fact off. She didn't have long to think as the wolf slapping balls against the feral's started panting hard into her ear. Her Master stroked her head teasingly as she quivered, her slight moving only egging the horny wolf on. With another orgasm on its way for her, she could feel the wolf slam deep one last time as his knot formed a seed-proof seal. While she couldn't feel his seed too well, his hot knot throbbing inside her sent her over the edge once more.
She was then trapped between the two spent men, the end to a situation she hadn't yet experienced but already yearned to repeat, if her generous Master would allow. She finally laid her chest down on the soft bed of fur below her, the canine's breathing helped to calm her down from the highs. The wolf stood up behind her best he could, and smoothly worked a paw along her sex-stressed rump and thighs. She thought it funny that he must also be afraid of getting his nice suit wet with feral cum. While her Master spoke again to the two guests in his regular tone, something about the time, she was content to just rest there for a moment. Panth leaned close to her, his voice approving. "Akna dear, you did very well. You may retire tonight with us in the on-suite if you wish, I'll make sure you get time-and-a-half too." He gently patted her back and left her side, knowing she was in good care with the two canines. She just laid there, riding out the throbbing and heat of the two knots planted deep. The wolf tried pulling out pre-maturely, causing a little discomfort, but stopped and committed to his own predicament by doffing his pants and unbuttoning his shirt to lay on the two below him. She liked this loose form of cuddling and made innocent mewling sounds as she slowly slipped away. Her metal collar weighed affirmingly on her neck, signifying even to the two within her that this was all possible due to the shadowed man who gracefully sat back at his desk. Whatever service he was offering them, she knew her willingness must have helped. This was more than enough compensation for her. As she drifted away in slumber, the clock on the opposite corner rang out six times in dulcet tone.
End.