(CW: extreme, incest (brother-sister))
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Katy was the first woman at her workplace to go through the Female Documentation Process. There was a three-month window for women to book themselves in for processing, but Katy’s boss had insisted that those three months would be very busy, and he wanted her to get hers over with at the first opportunity.
The process was painful and demeaning – the most humiliating thing Katy had ever done. She ended being forced to suck her own brother’s cock, and then let him fuck her pussy, and the worst bit was that he had been rock-hard for it, and had cum inside her, and the look on his face made it clear that he was thinking what it might be like to do it to her again in future.
When she returned to work, there was a lot of curiosity about the process. Katy was pretty and big-breasted, and she had often been the subject of (largely unwanted) attention from her male co-workers. They knew that she had been stripped nude and tested on her sexual responsiveness, and they couldn’t stop asking her questions about whether her pussy had been wet, whether she had cum, whether she had received good grades.
Only a year ago, such questions might have been workplace harassment, but now there was no such thing, and Katy merely had to grin and bear it.
Of course, the documentation process was supposed to be made public on the internet – an idea she dreaded – but in those first weeks of documentation, things were moving slowly, and so there was a delay in uploading her footage.
But eventually that delay was over, and her name now delivered results when it was searched in the National Female Database.
Given the extreme interest in Katy’s procedure, her boss declared that there would be an office watch party in the theatrette. All the men of the office were invited, and Katy was told that she would be serving drinks. Her boss made it clear that if she came down sick on that day, or otherwise didn’t attend, she should consider herself fired.
When the men were assembled for the watch party, Katy’s boss gave a short address.
“The world sure has changed a lot in a short time,” he said. “I think we’ve all noticed how much more pleasant the office is without sexual harassment laws. I suspect we’ve all had a grope of Marianne over in HR since she got pregnant. If you haven’t tried it yet, you should – her tits are lactating and she makes a delightful squeal when you give them a good squeeze and squirt milk into her bra.”
“I’m delighted to announce we’ve had further laws passed just yesterday,” he went on, “that make your sexual reactions to a woman’s body legally the woman’s responsibility. If you have an erection looking at a woman, that is deemed to be something that she did to you knowingly and deliberately. If you see a woman and want to rape her, those are thoughts that she chose to put in your head through her appearance and actions.”
He looked at Katy.
“For instance, right now, Katy here is being a total slut, by making me want to rip off that tiny skirt of hers and shove my cock into her pussy,” he said.
Katy blushed – but the men laughed, loudly and uproariously.
“So we’re going to watch Katy’s documentation process,” her boss went on. “And, look, it should be a fairly sterile, professional procedure. But if Katy acts like a slut during it and gets your cock hard, you should feel free to just pull it out and masturbate.”
He looked at Katy again.
“Katy, if your behaviour makes any of these men cum, it is your responsibility to clean it up. You may only use your mouth, your tits and your clothes for that purpose, do you understand?”
Katy flushed red. “What?” she said. “That’s not – I mean…”
“Do you want a job or not, Katy?” asked her boss.
A man raised his hand. “Sir, the way she’s disobeying you makes me want to rape her,” he said.
There was laughter.
“You hear that, Katy?” said her boss. “Best you behave yourself, now.”
And then the film of her documentation started.
Katy had thought she had learned what this new world was when she had been documented. The process had been humiliating, traumatic, and violating, and she had been made to understood that she was helpless against the whims of the documenting officers.
But she only truly began to understand when she saw herself up on the video, and saw how her male co-workers reacted.
She had been shy about stripping in front of strangers, and eventually the documentation officers had had to physically tear the clothes from her body. When that had happened, she had begun to cry.
The way her male co-workers reacted to this happening on screen was with a burst of sudden, appreciative laughter. And then most of them unzipped their pants, got out their cocks, and began to masturbate.
As the Katy on-screen was manhandled, forced into embarrassing positions, and slapped to discipline her, the laughter grew louder. And Katy began to understand – truly understand – that the more they saw her hating what was happening to her, the more humiliated and degraded she was, the louder they laughed, and the faster they pumped their cocks.
When Katy was placed into stirrups on the gynaecological table, and her clitoris was pinched to measure its length, Fred Fellows, sitting near the front of the room, made a grunting noise and began to cum, ejaculating semen onto the carpet in front of him.
“Shit,” he said. “Couldn’t help it.”
There was laughter at his lack of stamina from the other men, but Katy’s boss snapped his fingers and pointed at the mess on the ground.
“Clean it up, Katy,” he said.
Part of Katy couldn’t believe she was being expected to clean up a man’s cum at work. But another part of her was all too aware that she was in a room of men who were all deriving sexual pleasure from her objectification and misery. And she was beginning to realise that *every* man, everywhere, would feel the same way. That every man she had ever met would prefer, at all times, that Katy was naked, degraded and helpless.
And so she knelt by Fred’s feet, uncomfortably aware that his cock was still out and dripping, and worked out how to clean it.
Her mouth, her tits, or her clothes, her boss had said.
She dabbed at the puddle of cum on the carpet with the corner of her blouse. But it soon became clear she would need the whole garment to mop up the entire puddle.
She paused.
She could lick it up…
It was less embarrassing to remove her blouse. She unbuttoned it, leaving her tits only covered by her pink bra, and removed it. Then she rubbed her blouse against the cum puddle, until her blouse was soaked with cum, and the puddle was mostly sopped up.
Her boss came over to stand behind her.
“You need to get every last bit, Katy,” he told her. And then pushed her head down to the carpet.
Humiliated, Katy had no choice to lick. She tasted cum, but also she was licking dust off the carpet. She gagged, and kept licking until she could no longer taste semen.
Her boss released her head and let her up – but no sooner had he done so than Fred said, “Clean every last drop, right?” – and he grabbed her head and pulled it towards his still-dripping cock.
Katy opened her mouth in surprise – and that allowed Fred’s cock to slip between her lips. She was sucking a man’s cock, tasting more of his cum.
Fred held her there until she had slurped every trace of cum off his softening cock, and then he released her.
On screen, Katy’s brother was whipping Katy’s cunt with a belt, to test her pain tolerance, and as this sequence began, another man, Trent Cappin, began to cum.
Katy scurried over to clean up another puddle of cum. She looked at it, but still couldn’t bear the thought of licking it up. The memory of the carpet dust on her tongue made her want to gag. She tried to wipe it up with her blouse, but her blouse was now too soaked in semen to sop up more, so Katy ended up taking off her skirt and using that, leaving her in just her underwear.
And even with that, her boss made her lick up the last of it, and then suck Trent’s cock clean.
On the screen, the officers were hanging weights from tit clamps on Katy’s tits.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” grunted Clark Hemmings, and Katy scampered over to him.
She had a chance to catch his cum before it ended up on the floor. She stared at his cock as he pumped it. She knew she should open her mouth – it was the simplest thing. But it was so slutty.
“Use your bra,” suggested her boss gently, and without thinking it through, Katy obediently unsnapped her bra, shrugged it off, and wrapped the soft padded cups around Clark’s cock. At the sight of her large, naked tits, he began to cum.
It worked – the cum soaked into the fabric of the bra, and none of it ended up on the floor.
“I’m close,” called another man. So Katy quickly leaned down and sucked Clark’s cock clean, and then crawled over to the next man.
She captured this man’s cum in her bra too, and sucked him clean. Afterwards she looked at her bra. It was completely drenched in sperm.
“No one’s going to want you to touch their cock with that,” said Katy’s boss. “You’d better put it back on and think of something else.”
In a haze of humiliation, Katy began to obey before she realised what she was doing. It was only when she felt the wet cum-soaked cups settle against her tits that she realised she was putting on a piece of underwear that was drenched in men’s cum.
“Good girl,” said Katy’s boss, and Katy knew he expected her to finish what she had started. Blushing, she cinched the bra in place, feeling her nipples squash against the spermy fabric.
On screen, Katy was sucking her brother’s cock, and someone else was about to cum. She ran over to him, and this time she decided to accept the inevitable, and began to lean down so he could cum in her mouth.
To her shock and surprise he slapped her across the face.
“I want what the others got, bitch,” he said.
She was confused. She looked down at her spermy bra.
“Not that,” he said. “Use your panties.”
Katy blushed. She didn’t want to. But he wouldn’t let her near his dick, and if she didn’t do something soon he would cum on the ground.
She wiggled out of her panties and wrapped them around the man’s cock.
On screen, Katy’s brother was cumming in her mouth, and the man began to cum too. Her panties were soon soaked with sperm. She removed them from his cock and sucked him clean.
The next man wanted the panties too.
“But suck them clean first, bitch,” he said.
Blushing, Katy put her panties in her mouth and did her best to suck the cum from them. Then she wrapped them around his cock to receive another load of sperm.
On screen, Katy’s brother was forcing his cock into her cunt as Katy wailed and struggled. There were cheers and laughter from the audience as her brother slapped her face and tits to make her submit.
The next two men were cumming, and Katy didn’t have time to suck her panties clean before catching their cum. By the end of them, her underwear was oozing with white cum.
The next man had his eyes fixed on the cummy panties.
“Shove them up your cunt,” he told her.
Her eyes went wide. “No,” she said. “It’s gross. I could… I could get pregnant…”
And how would she explain such a pregnancy? That she didn’t know who the father was, because it could be any of several co-workers who had ejaculated into her panties before she pushed them up her twat?
“Push up them your cunt, slut,” said the man, “or I swear to god I’ll rape you.”
There was laughter and cheering at this statement.
Blushing and flinching at the slimy wetness, Katy slowly pushed the cum-soaked panties into her pussy – and in the process, she was embarrassed and humiliated to realise that she was wet.
Everyone laughed at the expression on her face.
And then suddenly the man in front of her was cumming. He didn’t wait for her to open her mouth, or aim his cock at the floor. He aimed it at her face, and Katy felt her face and hair being splattered with hot cum.
There was more laughter.
Katy hurriedly sucked the man’s cock clean, because there were more men about to cum.
There was semen against her tits, in her bra. There was semen in her pussy. There was semen on her face, in her eyes, in her hair. Everyone was laughing at her.
She crawled rapidly from man to man, and now they let her use her mouth, and she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of cum as the men orgasmed from watching her rape.
She heard her brother orgasming, as one man ejaculated in her mouth. She heard herself crying as another man fed her a load of sperm. She heard herself being forced to thank her brother for raping her as a third man released his cum down her throat.
When it was done, and she had swallowed the cum of every man in the room, and the video was over, she looked around for her skirt and blouse.
“Oh, I threw them out,” said her boss. “They were covered in cum.”
“May I at least go to the bathrooms and clean up?” she asked.
“No,” said her boss. “You look good like that. But I think you do deserve a break from having to do work, after that.”
She felt a sense of relief. Maybe she could at least go home…
“Instead of doing work,” said her boss, “go back to your desk, and masturbate while watching your documentation video until home time.”
“Sir…” Katy said. “I don’t work in an office. My desk is in the middle of the open plan…”
“I know that, Katy,” said her boss. “I think you’ll be an excellent role model for the other women. Leave the bra on. Leave your panties stuffed up your pussy. Go and rub your clit while watching the video we’ve all just enjoyed.”
There was more laughter from the men.
And Katy finally realised that what had just happened wasn’t an ordeal she had to endure.
No. It was the new normal.
And the sooner she became accustomed to it, the better.
She felt her pussy throb. In spite of everything, it wanted to be touched. It wanted to be rubbed.
She may as well get started.
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