Chapter 34
I woke on Wednesday cumming on myself as Brook, Lisa, and Tammy licked me in unison. After spilling my seed, they refused to let up. I squirmed and moaned with each lap of their tongues. Soon, I was panting heavily as I came a second time. As I was in the middle of spurting, Lisa sucked my bulb, which caused me to moan even louder. When she did that, the other two attacked my balls. With the onslaught that I was receiving, I eventually yelled, "Oh God!"
Missy walked in as I was screaming and asked, "Why did you start without me?"
Lisa took me out of her mouth and answered, "Because we had to wake him up for work. You're late."
Missy sassily said, "Well I get to blow him after he's done with his shower."
Brook stopped licking my left nut and demanded to know, "Says who?"
"Says me."
Brook relented with a roll of her eyes, "Whatever."
Tammy queried, "Why don't you ask him what he wants?"
Missy answered, "Because he's just a sex slave." That was the first time that I heard anyone refer to me as that. It felt kind of demeaning.
I lifted myself up to my elbows and went to say something, but nothing came out. Instead, I just laid there as the four of them looked in my direction.
Tammy asked me, "Were you going to say something?"
I hesitated, "Uh..."
Missy stated, "See. He doesn't have a thought in his mind anymore because he cums so often."
The other three girls rolled their eyes. Lisa said, "Just because we objectify him, doesn't mean that he isn't human." I thought that her reasoning was a bit jaded.
"He's a fuck toy."
Lisa responded, "Yeah, but..."
Missy cut her off. "But nothing. When's the last time you heard him talk outside of interjections while he's cumming?"
Lisa answered, "He begs some time."
"Exactly. We're talking about him like he's not here and he hasn't said a word." They all looked at me and I remained mute. Missy looked around at the other three and said, "His brain's mush. He doesn't care who gets him off as long as he gets off and I'm going to be next. Let him up." When the other three released my appendage and backed away, I slid to my feet and looked directly at Missy. She told me to "Go take a shower" with a wave of the hand and I scurried off like a good boy. As I heard her continue to talk about me, I felt like a wimp for not standing up for myself, but I found her sass so sexy. It's true, I wanted her to suck me off and I was glad that she got her way.
After drying myself off, without saying a word, she went down on me and rigorously bobbed back and forth. After a while, when I rewarded her effort with an ejaculation, she flashily swallowed my load, got up, grabbed my dick and walked me to my car. As I reversed, she unceremoniously turned around and entered the house. I felt used and I loved it.
Upon getting to work, Sarah accompanied me into my office, hiked up her mini skirt to show me her freshly shaved pussy and fucked me as had become the custom. When she dismounted me and began walking away, I asked, "Am I just a sex toy?"
Sarah stopped dead in her tracks, rotated and replied, "Well, yes, I guess. I did just fuck you for the hell of it. Why?"
"Because I've never felt that way before this morning."
Shocked, Sara asked, "Really?"
"Yeah. Outside of Mrs. Richards and her daughter, I've always been consenting. Well, most of the time that is." After some thought, I continued. "No, that's not exactly true. I've asked for them to stop before and they haven't."
Sarah stated, "Because they were having fun?"
"Yeah."
Sarah walked back up to me, bent down and grabbed my cock. "I think you just answered your own question." She began jerking me off.
As my breathing became shallow, I said, "I have feelings, you know."
Sarah responded, "I know you do."
"I'm not just a cock."
"I know you are."
I looked down at her pumping hand. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
I began to moan. "Then why are you still doing this?"
Sarah answered, "Because I love you."
I grunted and cummed all over myself as I complained, "Sarah!"
After milking the last out of me, she said, "Look what she's done to you. Women have their way with you all of the time. I love this cock, but I'd never share it with anyone if you were mine. She's turned you into an object."
When her hand did not stop, I squirmed in my seat as I loudly spoke. "Sarah."
"What?"
"Please stop."
"No. This is what you want."
"No it's not."
"Your dick says otherwise."
I begged. "Please stop!" A few coworkers came into the room to witness the scene. As I pled, they inched closer. When they began to urge Sarah to stop both verbally and physically, as they were pulling on her arms, she was pulling me off of the seat by my cock. After we both fell onto the ground, she regained her senses first and resumed her pumping. As I felt the familiar sensation of an orgasm, I yelled, "Oh God!" as I erupted all over myself. As if it was too late to save me, all of the other women eased off of Sarah until she had milked me dry, then they grabbed her and pulled her to her feet. From the ground, I took a couple of deep breaths before saying, "Oh fuck, Sarah! What was that?"
While being held by a few female employees, Sarah explained, "I love you and I can't stand to see what she's done to you. I love playing with you, but you're just a cock now. Nothing else."
I replied, "I'm a man."
"You're just a dick!"
I had enough. "You're fired!"
As she attempted to pull away from the other women, she pleaded, "Don't do that."
I said, "It's done."
She was dragged out of the office kicking and screaming as all the women huddled around my office. After pushing myself up to a standing position, Lucille walked up to me, gently started pumping my dick and said, "You're more than just a cock."
I asked, "Then why are you jerking me off?"
She paused and looked down at my dick. She then looked me in the eyes and said, "It's just instinct."
After she released me, Isabella approached, grabbed me and began to pump away. I looked down at her hand and asked, "Why are you doing that?"
Isabella answered, "Because it looks like you need some relief."
"But you didn't ask."
"No. I didn't know that I had to."
I queried, "Then I'm just a cock to you?"
"No. I mean...I don't know. Maybe." She defensively demanded to know, "Do you want to cum or not?"
I relented, "Yes." After Isabella and Lucille masturbated me in front of the other female officemates, I got an applause when I arched shot after shot into the distance. After they all filed out, I sat down at my desk and thought long and hard. After a few hours of work, Nadia barged into my office and told me to come with her. I did as told and, when I entered her office, I was immediately accosted by Jasmine and Justine, the former grabbing my cock and the latter cupping my balls. As I began to pant, I complained, "Wait." When they continued, I told them to "Stop!"
When they did as told and released me, Jasmine asked, "What's the problem?"
I answered, "Maybe I don't want to be touched."
Justine queried, "What?"
I spoke. "I mean, it feels wonderful, but..."
Jasmine asked, "But what?"
"But I feel..."
Jasmine cut me off. "Who cares how you feel?"
"That's the problem. Everyone is treating me like an object and not a human being."
Jasmine grabbed my cock and began to pump away. "You're the luckiest man in the world and you're complaining?"
"Stop!"
"No!" When I went to pull away, she gripped me tighter. "I didn't come here today to talk to Nadia. You're going to cum for me."
As I moaned, I said, "But I want you to stop."
As Jasmine continued to jerk me off, Nadia asked, "What's with you today?"
I answered, "I feel objectified."
Nadia responded, "That's because you are. You're fucking naked all of the time."
I suggested, "Maybe I should start wearing clothes again."