Office Slave: Chapter 5 - Getting Ready For Bed - Sex Stories

Office Slave: Chapter 5 - Getting Ready For Bed

... removing what was left of his clothes and throwing them onto the floor. Very quickly he was stood over her; they were both completely naked; his dick flopping down in front of her face. Rachel felt sick at what that thing had already done to her. Toby stepped into the shower; she felt a pull on the rope, making it dig into her neck. She shuffled forward to relieve the pressure and joined him in her large open shower which had plenty of space for the both of them. She felt the shower come on and the hot water splash onto her back. "Sit!" Toby ordered, "Let me see that beautiful body of yours!" Rachel sat up; as she did the water cascaded over her hair soaking her head, shoulders and chest. She leant back so the water wasn't falling in her eyes. This gave Toby an even better view of her naked form as the spray left droplets on her breasts. "God your fine," Toby said crouching down and squeezing her breast; loving the how the soft skin compressed between his hands. Once he'd had a good grope. He stood up. "Right slave. I need to be nice and clean for tomorrow. Here is your first task, I'll do the top half, whilst you make sure my bottom half is nice and clean." He said holding out the shower gel and squeezing some into her cupped hands. "Come on! What are you waiting for?" He said as he soaped up his hands and rubbing soap all over his chest. Rachel felt disgusted as she lathered up the shower gel in her hands and started rubbing her hands up his hairy legs. She wanted to be ...

... sick. "Ooh I like the feel of your soft hands. Make sure you get every crack and crevice" Toby said as he washed his hair and he turned so that she could get to the back of his legs easier. Rachel ran her hands up the full length of his legs right the way down to his ankles and worst of all his feet. "I said every crack!" Toby ordered; turning back with a horrible grin on his face. Now Rachel felt truly sick. She knew what he meant. She soaped up her hands once more and started to rub over his butt cheeks, she then reached round and started to rub his balls and then stroke his cock which she felt harden beneath her hands. "Ooh that feels nice, but there is one bit you've missed!" he said and he pulled his arse cheeks apart. Rachel actually felt sick as she stared at his puckered arse hole. She couldn't do it. She rubbed his arse cheeks again but wasn't going anywhere near her hole. It looked like some form of blood sucking sea monster going to suck the life out of her. She wasn't going anywhere near that. "Well you're clearly not going to use your fingers. So maybe you should use another body part." And before Rachel could react, he grabbed her head and pulled it into his arse. The smell was horrible; her mouth was clasped between his cheeks. She couldn't breathe. She struggled against him but he held firm. "Lick my arse and I'll let you breathe!" he ordered. Rachel continued to struggle. She wasn't getting any oxygen, she had used up the smelly pocket between his arse cheeks ...