Authors note:
I recommend that you read Yuko's Punishment and Yuko's Punishment 1, 2 & 3 first before reading this next installment.
It was now three months since her last ordeal in the conference room at work. Three months since her last humiliating experience with her boss and ten businessmen. Even now, as she enjoyed a lazy Sunday morning in bed, just the thought of what she had done that afternoon at the office made her blush and feel embarrassed.
However the main cause of her acute embarrassment was the fact of having to admit that each time her mind flashed back to the events in the conference room it made her feel aroused. Lying there in bed alone that Sunday morning, images and memories flashed through her head of the ten businessmen taking turns to use her mouth and ejaculate all over her head filled her mind. Guilty excitement filled her senses as she thrust her hand between her open thighs to seek out the wetness and get some relief.
Later that evening she received an email from her boss to tell her of a business trip he wanted her to undertake. Despite her boss's delight in sexually humiliating her from time to time she knew that she was a conscientious capable assistant.
This fact was confirmed by her boss's email which told her he had booked her on a flight to London, business class, and a room in an up market hotel, and wanted her to deputize for him at an important conference. He explained that he would arrange for all the relevant documents to be emailed later.
Attached to the email was a return 'E' ticket and confirmation of the hotel reservation.
She had attended many meetings to discus this forth coming conference and now felt very flattered and honored that her boss had asked her to attend on his behalf.
Yuko spent the next week preparing and packing a case in preparation for her flight.
The flight was comfortable and she was soon checking into the hotel. She was impressed by her room which her boss had already upgraded to a suite.
As she unpacked her clothes she felt that she had achieved a good position in the company and felt determined to prove her self at the conference and hence impress her boss and demonstrate that she was a good business woman.
The following morning after a room service breakfast and a long shower Yuko prepared for the day at the conference. She chose some simple white underwear and sheer fifteen denier tights under a very conservative dark blue business suit; knee length skirt, matching jacket and a plain white blouse buttoned up to her neck.
Yuko checked her self in the mirror and felt happy that she had achieved the look she was after which was that of a smart young professional business woman.
She felt nervous as she pulled on a pair of low two inch heeled shoes, left the room clutching a large briefcase and headed for the elevator. She felt confident that her nervousness would soon go once she was in the conference room and chairing the meeting.
As she waited for the elevator she felt a cold shudder run through her body as she heard a male voice behind her ask, "Yuko?"
She recognized it immediately as her old boss from the UK office. The same boss who had been instrumental in her initial humiliation and punishment.
She turned to face him and to confirm that it was him.
"Hi Yuko," he said cheerfully, I thought I recognized you. What are you doing back here in the UK?"
"I'm chairing a global conference on behalf of my boss in Japan," she replied rather proudly, trying to remain calm and dignified. "So what are you doing here, I thought you left the company a while back?"
"I did," he replied, "but I was invited back to act as a consultant for one of your delegates."
She heard the elevator 'ding' to announce its arrival and waited for the doors to open. As they slid open her old boss said, "After you, Yuko." She entered the elevator thinking how gentlemanly her old boss was being until, as the doors closed, he said, I only let you go first so that I could check out your backside." As he spoke he slapped her bottom firmly, causing her to wince at the indignity of his actions.
While the elevator was descending he said, "I'm thinking that in your new managerial role you would prefer your adventurous past to remain a secret?"
Yuko just gazed down at her feet as she replied, "Please, I just want to move on and make a success of my career."
Her old boss chuckled, reveling in the situation. "I'll keep your secret quiet," he said, "but it will cost you."
"Anything," Yuko pleaded, "just tell me how much and I'll arrange it."
He chuckled again as the elevator slowed and stopped. "I don't want any money from you Yuko I just want the use of your body for my pleasure."
As the doors slid open he grabbed her hand saying, "Come with me."
She felt she had no choice as he led her down a deserted and dimly lit corridor to some gentlemen's toilets.
He pushed the door open and then pulled her inside.
"Please," she begged, I must not be late and cannot afford the time to return to my room if I need to change my clothes."
"Don't worry Yuko; all you'll need to do is re-apply your lipstick provided that you swallow like a good obedient girl. Now unzip me."
She placed the brief case on one of the wash stands and then reluctantly reached for the zip on his trousers. She paused briefly, but knowing that she had little choice if she was to avoid everyone in the conference hearing about her sordid past, she pulled it down and then delved inside his trousers and underpants and pulled out his penis.
She felt terrified that at any moment someone might walk in and find them but knew that any objection would be pointless.
She soon had her small hand wrapped around his manhood and pulled it free from his clothing.
"Now suck it Yuko and make sure you do not leave any mess on my trousers."
She stooped down until her head was level with his crotch. She could both feel and see that he was fully erect. Her fingers barely reached around the thick shaft. Pulling his foreskin back she then opened her mouth and licked the head before taking the first inch inside. She tasted the familiar saltiness immediately and knew that the quicker she got on with it the quicker she could leave and go to the conference.
As she gripped the shaft with her lips she felt his hands briefly caress her ears before gripping the back of her head and forcing toward him. She quickly and repeatedly swallowed to try and avoid the gagging reflex as her old boss proceeded to fuck her head.
He was thrusting into her mouth, forcing her nose to squash against his pubic hair. She could sense that he would not take long as his thrusts increased in speed and she felt his body tensing. She felt the familiar pulsating of his shaft in her mouth as a brief warning of the sudden flood of semen as he ejaculated into her throat.
She withdrew her mouth a little as he released his grip on her head and sucked hard on him, making sure she drained every drop. Finally she pulled back a little further and cleaned the remaining seepage with her tongue.
"MMMmm, you have improved with time Yuko," he said, "Your Japanese boss must be giving you plenty of practice."
She looked up at him from her crouched position and saw the mean look in his eyes. She hated him for having just humiliated her like that. He made her feel cheap having just used her for his selfish pleasure but her body told a different story. She felt disgusted as the taste of his spunk lingered in her mouth but her nipples felt erect and alive. She felt used and abused as she licked him clean but could feel a growing wetness between her legs.
He then wiped the sticky head of his softening penis over her nose and lips before putting it away and zipping up his trousers. "You have my silence Yuko," he said, causing her to a momentary sigh of relief, before adding, "for now."
Chuckling to him self he then finished checking his trousers and left.
Yuko quickly grabbed her brief case and, checking that the coast was clear, quickly walked across to the ladies toilet. Upon entering she opened the brief case to retrieve a small make up bag as she checked her self in the mirror. Other than her lipstick being smudged and a few runs in her eye makeup caused when her eyes had watered while she tried to suppress her gagging reflex, she looked fine.
She fixed her eye makeup and lipstick and, realizing that the whole experience had only lasted ten minutes, she then tried to push the experience to the back of her mind as she set off for the conference rooms in the grounds of the hotel.
Throughout the conference she succeeded in ignoring the stares from her old boss and felt that she had conducted the conference competently as the chair person. One of her biggest fears before entering the conference room was that there might be other delegates that she recognized from the old UK office but as she settled in front of them all and glanced around at their faces the only one she recognized was her old boss. She felt relief as she started the proceedings, confident that at last she might be able to concentrate on her career.
Later, as she wound up the proceedings she looked forward to the gala dinner that was to be held later; a time to mix with the other delegates and perhaps forge some new business relationships to boost her career.
Yuko gathered up her papers, placed them in her brief case and made her way back to her suite.
