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Kinktober #12!
Published: November 3rd 2024, 9:21:59 pm
Aubrey’s job wasn’t always like this. For the first few weeks, it was just any ordinary job, filled with boring days and long hours.
Her boss, Ms. Black, was always a peculiar character. She dressed in revealing outfits, strutting around the office trying to pull the eyes of all of her male underlings. It was strange, and a little inappropriate, but she didn’t mind. It was like Aubrey was invisible to her, allowing her to quietly go about her day. Until one of Aubrey’s coworkers complimented her in front of Ms. Black…
Suddenly Aubrey was the center of Ms. Black's attention.
It started with little things. Accidentally running into the back of her chair, knocking her into the table. Knocking her pile of papers onto the floor. Taking her lunch from the fridge and tossing it in the trash. It was annoying, but jobs were hard to come by, and Aubrey was well past broke. Why else would she take a job that didn’t even give her weekends off…
But with every passing day, it got worse and worse. Aubrey wore a shirt with slightly lower cut than normal, and Ms. Black claimed it “violated dress codes,” ordering her to change. When Aubrey said she had nothing to change into, Ms. Black brought out a custodian's uniform from the closet, forcing her to work in it for the rest of the day. Nothing Aubrey did escaped her criticism. Her petty “accidents” turned into full blown insults, constantly tearing Aubrey down in front of her coworkers. She even started making Aubrey buy her coffee every morning with her own money.
Aubrey had almost resigned herself to Ms. Black's punching bag, figuring there was no way to fight back without losing her job. Until late one night when she was hours down a rabbit hole on the web, she found a hidden advertisement. Bottled Love: An aphrodisiac.
She put off the idea for a few days, but with every insult, every jab, every deliberate effort to make her life harder, it kept crawling more and more to the forefront of her mind. Maybe if Ms. Black was focused on cumming, she’d leave her alone… Aubrey made her way to the website, barely skimming it. They had a value pack that was significantly cheaper than all the other options, so she quickly added it to cart.
Order confirmation#: 7061796261636b
Bottled Love doses: 100
Cum pills: 0
The first day she slipped some into her coffee, Ms. Black spent the second half of the day locked in her office. The second day, she spent all day in her office. Aubrey was ecstatic! She finally found her defense! If Ms. Black spent all day cumming in her office, she wouldn't be spending all day tormenting her! She decided she’d continue to spike her coffee daily.
Day three was a little different, however. She spent the first half of her day in her office, but came out for the second half, looking flush and especially angry, taking it out on Aubrey. She debated stopping, but the next few weeks made her oh so glad she didn’t.
Ms. Black became more and more noticeably pent up. Her outfits became less focused, as if she spent less time carrying about them in the morning. Her face grew more and more flush, as her desperation began altering her actions. There’d be soft moans coming from her office. The bathroom. The utility closet. She was constantly stepping out and frantically trying for an orgasm. She began to wear looser skirts, which Aubrey discovered was because she was trying to keep the office from seeing her constant bulge. One day when Ms. Black was leaving work, Aubrey could even see a wet sheen down the inside of her thighs, and she couldn’t help but smile with sweet retribution.
By the time Aubrey’s doses were almost out, Ms. Black was nearly broken. Her eyes constantly dropped to her crotch with longing, coming to work in one skirt and leaving in another, with the first soaked in precum and hidden in a bag.
The instant she got to work, her panties came off and she began feverishly stroking for an orgasm. Aubrey noticed her office began to show signs of her desperation: A very subtle yet strangely intoxicating scent, and wet spots on her chair and beneath her desk.
Aubrey’s workload increased a bit, as Ms. Black spent much less time working, opting to stroke herself nigh indefinitely in her office. But Aubrey didn’t mind. A bit of extra paperwork was easily worth getting her payback. She was also making sure her coworkers didn’t catch on to Ms. Black’s… dilemma. She acted as a middle man between them, being the only one to go into Ms. Black's office. A couple times she even cleaned up the pools of precum on her chair or floor Ms. Black had happened to miss, to keep the custodians from noticing. Tormenting Ms. Black had become her own personal pet project, and one she absolutely adored.
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Aubrey finished cleaning up Ms. Blacks precum in the silence of the office. She sighed satisfyingly. Today had been her last dose. 100 straight days of torturing Ms. Black. It had been fun, but she figured she couldn’t keep it up forever. She turned to leave the office when her phone beeped. It was an email.
“Congratulations on completing 100 doses! As stated on our website, the inability to cum without cum pills is now permanent, but don’t worry! To celebrate your new state, we will be giving you 20 items for free! Please follow the link to fill out your order!”
Permanent!? Aubrey opened her phone, frantically pulling up the website scrolling through, finally giving it a thorough read.
Warning, the more consecutive doses one ingests, the stronger every effect will be, as well as taking exponentially longer for the effects to work their way out of the body once ingestion stops. We do not possess the ability to manually detox any customers, or accelerate any effect's dissipation. Inability to orgasm without cum pills becomes permanent after 100 consecutive doses. Ingest at your own risk.
“Oops.” Aubrey whispered to herself. She tried to feel bad, but all she felt was throbbing excitement wet her thighs and a vindictive grin. Oh well, she thought to herself. The damage was done. She clicked the link to fill out her order.
Order confirmation#: 656e736c617665
Bottled Love doses: 15
-Add-on: Extra strength
Cum pills: 5
Aubrey walked into Ms. Black's office. She was leaning back in her chair, frantically stroking herself. The noise of the door caused Ms. Black to quickly shoot forwards, hiding her leaking cock beneath the desk. She tried to put on her most professional face, but it was slightly undercut by the overpowering lust filling her cheeks.
“How many times have I told you to knock, assistant!” Ms. Black snapped, some of her unbridled frustration crackling through her voice.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Black. I brought you some documents to sign?” She placed the documents on her desk. She grinned as she slyly looked over Ms. Black’s shoulder as she signed, noticing her cock was completely slick with precum and throbbing angrily.
“There, now get out.” Ms. Black shoved the documents back across the table. Aubrey grabbed them. She turned to leave the room, before stopping and turning back.
“Um… I-Ive noticed that you’ve been having a little trouble… T-That you might be a little…” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “pent up.” Ms. Black's eyes shot wide. Aubrey could tell she was about to cuss her out, quickly raising her hands in defense.
“I-I only bring it up because… I had a friend who had that problem for all of her life, and she spent a lot of money getting a tailor-made pill created for her. I asked her to borrow one…” She put the pill on the desk. “This might help you.” She quickly turned around and rushed out of the office.
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It wasn’t even a minute before Ms. Black rushed off to the bathroom. She swallowed the pill, hovering her hand by her cock, watching it throb and drip to the tiled floor. She tentatively grabbed herself, beginning to stroke. Faster and faster. She felt the dreaded familiarity of the edge approach, but unlike the other times, her climb to the summit did not slow drastically as she neared. She pressed a hand to her mouth, trying to silence her moans as she slipped over, cum erupting from her cock and plastering the walls of the stall.
Rope after rope shot from her, seemingly never ending. Her knees buckled as she collapsed against the toilet lid, still slicking every surface with the hard fought relief. It felt like minutes passed before she finally stopped, nearly passing out from the sudden surge of relief as her cum dripped down the walls around her. The arousal which had been building in her finally dropped for the first time over those past few months. But it was short lived, as her arousal quickly began building up again. What the fuck is wrong with me!? Unable to resist, she reached back down, and began stroking again…
She didn’t come out of the bathroom for the full 4 hours.
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The next morning when Ms. Black took her coffee from Aubrey, she stopped. “Bring me one of those pills every morning with my coffee, assistant.” She was already walking towards her office when Aubrey responded.
“N-no. That was the only one I had. But I can ask her for another if you ask me for it nicely.”
“Excuse me?” Ms. Black snapped, her gaze so sharp it almost made Aubrey wince. She fixed her glasses, trying to keep her composure.
“S-stop calling me assistant. A-ask me nicely with my name, and I’ll ask my friend for another pill for you.” Ms. Black stomped up to Aubrey, towering over her in her 5 inch heels. Aubrey was only allowed to wear flats in the office. That was part of the dress code she made her follow since many months back. She pushed into Aubrey’s personal space, to where Aubrey’s every sense was taken over by her presence.
“I am your boss, and I will call you whatever I please, assistant. If I tell you to do something, you do it!”
“I-I don’t have you bring you things from o-outside of work.” Aubrey’s voice quivered. She tried to keep herself assertive, but her stockpile of horrible memories eroded her confidence.
“But you will be anyway...” Ms. Black stormed off to her office.
The next while was a return to the darkest days of Ms. Black’s abuse. She pulled out every stop she could think of. Berating her in front of others, drastically increasing her workload, even locking the bathroom and forcing her to walk a few blocks to a deli, since her and Ms. Black were the only girls in their workforce. But unlike the other times, this time Aubrey had a life raft: Time was on her side.
After a few days, her arousal began to noticeably build. Her pencil skirts disappeared, and no matter how much she tried to keep up her pressure, she spent more and more time outside of anyone’s gaze, trying to prove she didn’t need Aubrey’s pill.
After a week, Aubrey figured it was time for the death blow. She added a dose of the extra strength “Bottle Love” to her coffee. It only took 15 minutes for Ms. Black’s office door to open, and her to poke her head out, flushed and panting.
“Assis–...Aubrey, get me a pill…please.”
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Kinda went crazy with this one, but I got the idea and figured I might as well try to go for it! Hopefully you guys enjoyed the story!!