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This is the roughest story I've written so far, though definitely revised to be less rough than the original draft. Please skip this one if you are offended by non-consensual/forced sex. This is purely a work of fantasy, and consent should always be respected in any real-world situation. If you continue reading, please enjoy!
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I had finally gotten sick of Heather.
My bitchy, unqualified, unprofessional boss had finally gotten on my last nerve, and I decided that I was going to get some payback. The opening shift with Heather that day would be the perfect opportunity.
It had been a slow-developing process, but I had made up his mind to show Heather how little I really thought of her, and to get some enjoyment out of it in the process. I was going to give Heather the fucking of a lifetime and leave her useless, exhausted, and leaking cum.
But I wasn't the only employee who had a problem with Heather. In fact, almost everyone who worked at the store, male and female, had numerous complaints about her. How she had been selected to run the store by the regional manager was anyone's guess, but most likely she had slept her way into the position.
Given Heather's complete lack of respect from her employees, I wasn't surprised when he discovered that some of my coworkers also felt like getting back at their bitchy skank boss. An off-handed comment one day in the break room revealed that Ken also felt that a rough fucking was the best way to put Heather in her place. John agreed as well when the subject came up the following day during break. Before long, I had assembled a group of four male employees (myself included) and two females who were thoroughly committed to punishing Heather in the most satisfying way possible.
As the sort of "ringleader," it was my job to set things in motion. Hence, my anticipation of my opening shift, where it would typically be only Heather and me in the store for the first hour of the day, before the store opened. This time, however, Heather would be surprised to find that some of the crew had showed up early, some of them even on a day when they were not scheduled to work.
I was the first to arrive that day, and I got right to work so that Heather would suspect nothing out of the ordinary at first. I was finishing the opening reports when I heard the
ding
of the employee door in the back, indicating that Heather had just arrived. I felt my cock twitch instinctively, knowing I would soon be putting it to use.
Heather came into the office without even greeting me. The look on her face showed that she had probably had a long night, and was in no mood for pleasantries. Her makeup was in typically skanky, overdone fashion, with excess amounts of lipstick and eye-shadow that did not complement her whatsoever.
Heather wasn't what someone would call
beautiful
.
Sexy
, in her own way possibly, but not objectively attractive. She was on the heavy side, but most of her weight seemed to be in her massive tits. It was hard to concentrate anywhere else when those things where in the same room.
Heather's first words to me were typical of her morning demeanor.
"Are the reports done?"
Always demanding something. Not even time for a basic greeting.
"Yeah, just finished. No issues."
"OK, can you go straighten the receiving area? Regional management is visiting sometime this week and it's my ass if it looks like shit."
I wanted to delay the operation just a little bit longer, just to savor the anticipation, but her attitude was making it impossible for me. I discreetly tapped my phone screen, sending a pre-prepared text to Ken that said one word.
Now.
After hitting send, I stood up and moved just behind Heather. She was bending over the desk on the other side of the room, her fat ass looking so inviting and ready to be pounded. I waited until Heather felt me and turned to face me.
"Problem?" she asked dismissively as she tried to move away.
"Big problem," I responded, gripping her arms and keeping her in place. Her eyes betrayed a look of panic as she tried to process my actions. "All of us have a big problem with you. And now you're going to get your punishment."
I spun her back around forcefully, pinning her to the desk and holding her wrists. Her struggles caused her ass to rub up against my stiffening cock. I pressed it hard into her to give her a preview.
"Feel that, bitch? That's what you're going to get."
"This is fucking pathetic. You think you can treat me like this?"
"Yes, I can. And so can the rest of us. Who should be arriving... now."
The office door opened and Ken entered with a few of the other male employees. I could see noticeable bulges in some of their pants. Ken held a pair of handcuffs, and quickly moved to apply them to the struggling Heather. Once she was secured with her wrists cuffed behind her back, I pushed her down to her knees.
She looked up at us with a defiant smirk. The bitch thought she was untouchable.
"So you're going to make me suck your tiny little cocks? Then will you get back to work? Not you Tyler, you're fucking fired."
I knew Heather was playing tough, but if she thought the cocks she was about to get were tiny, she had another thing coming. I had heard rumors that John was packing, and I knew Ken's was pretty big from having DP'ed a girl at a party with him a few weeks before. I didn't know for sure about Josh, but with him being a large, muscular black guy, I made the logical assumption.
"Heather, if sucking cocks was all you were doing today it'd be pretty easy for you. I don't think you can even imagine what's going to happen to you."
I gave her a quick slap on the face - just hard enough to set the tone of things - and then moved to unzip. My cock felt like it was going to explode out of my pants. My co-workers began to undress as well, and soon there were four hard cocks in our bitch boss's face.
"Suck," I ordered her as I shoved my cock between her lips. She was too shocked to even resist, and soon enough my whole dick was forcing its way balls-deep into her mouth. The slut was clearly experienced at being facefucked, as there was hardly even any throat barrier to break through. Within a few seconds I was savoring the glorious
glug-glug-glug
sounds of a rough, deep throatfucking. Her eyes darted wildly from side to side, watching the other guys move closer, getting into position to start using her further.
When I pulled out, she had a few seconds to catch her breath before Ken started in on her, fucking her face in a similar fashion to what I had done.
"That's it bitch. You like to be facefucked because you know it's what you're made for. Take that fucking dick." Ken took a handful of Heather's hair and started to pound her throat vigorously.
Heather's eyes were closed as she took what we were giving her. She was getting facefucked by her employees, and there was nothing she could do about it. After Ken felt like he'd done his duty, he stepped aside and allowed Josh a turn.
Josh's big, black cock hovered menacingly in front of Heather's face. She stared it, visibly frightened of how big it was. As he moved it toward her mouth, Heather managed to croak out a weak, whispered "so big" before she was silenced again by the massive dick pushing between her lips.
