Going the Extra Mile
Sometimes, ya just have to make sure you go the extra mile when working with a client, you know? Beth certainly understands how that works, and now she's landed herself what looks to be a rather long-term client with Regina!
Thanks so much to FA: MarcusXYZ for allowing me the chance to write something involving his character Regina! It was great getting to write a character that wasn't of my own creation, and I feel like I really made a decent bit of improvement in my writing.
As always, if you enjoyed my writing feel free to leave a comment! Same goes for if you have any suggestions on how I could improve.
Going the Extra Mile
by ThatStrexGuy
for MarcusXYZ
Beth grinned to herself as she plopped down at the desk in her office--yes, HER office. She'd found out less than a week ago that she was going to be getting promoted to graphic design lead, and that meant she would have a space of her very own that was more than just a desk shoved up against a cheap cubicle. While she hadn't really minded being out with all the other artists, it was definitely nice to have a little bit of privacy and much more peace and quiet than she'd had before.
Still smiling like it was her birthday the curvy cow settled into her chair and started to look over her schedule for the day. First on her list was a meeting with the guitarist from a band called PussyCrush. Beth hadn't heard of them before, and as soon as she'd been assigned to work with them for creating the marketing materials for their upcoming tour she'd looked them up to try and get an idea of what they were all about. Punk... wasn't exactly her cup of tea, but the band was far from bad! Unfortunately that hadn't been enough for her to get any good ideas for designs to send to them, and so she'd arranged for their guitarist Regina to come in and chat about what direction the band wanted to take their marketing.
She glanced up at her clock and frowned, then back down at the schedule in front of her. Regina should have been here five minutes ago, and the doberman had made a big deal about making sure they kept the meeting short so she could continue preparing for the band's tour. Just as Beth was beginning to wonder if she'd been stood up by her client, however, a loud and unfamiliar voice from the hallway outside her office caught her attention.
"The fuck is she? That dumb secretary out front said she'd be out here with all the rest of ya, and then you go and tell me she's moved to some office down the hall. I've got a tour to plan and I've already wasted enough of my time walkin' around this maze of an office!"
A few moments later a green mohawk-sporting doberman woman walked straight past her open office door, and it wasn't too hard to for her to guess that this probably WAS the guitarist she'd been looking for! Beth hopped up out of her chair and took a few quick steps around her desk, poking her head out into the hall in hopes of stopping her guest before she rounded the corner down at the end of the hallway.
"Regina? My office is back here!" she called, a waving a hand to try and catch the attention of the hurried doberman once she turned around.
"Fuckin' finally! Could've just met me out in the lobby rather than makin' me go on a safari to find you." Regina remarked, spinning on her heel in front of Beth and coming back down the hallway just as quickly as she'd been going in the opposite direction moments before. The cow had been intending to shake her guest's hand before inviting her in, but instead was left with an empty outstretched palm and a bewildered expression on her face as instead the guitarist marched straight past her and flopped down with a grunt onto the couch that sat against the wall opposite her desk.
"Oh. I'm, ah... I'm so sorry! I only just moved into this office so the secretary probably didn't know yet." she replied, awkwardly standing in her own doorway for a moment before pulling the door almost shut and then approaching the now-seated doberman... who had her legs spread wide and was in the process of scratching a rather obvious bulge in her pants. For just a moment the cow's eyes lingered on that cloth bulge before jerking back up to Regina's eyes as she felt her cheeks flushing with embarrassed warmth. "So... how about we start with me showing you a bit of my past work?" Normally Beth preferred to talk a bit with her client before jumping straight into showing off her work, but she found herself unusually flustered by the punk guitarist.
Without waiting for a reply she quickly walked to the rear of her office, turning her back on her client. The curvy cow hummed softly to herself as she dug through a few folders stacked on top of a file cabinet. Unfortunately everything on top was from a few years ago, so with a shrug she bent over and began to shuffle through the folders contained within, occasionally pulling one out and adding it to a small stack in her free arm. A few minutes of rummaging later and Beth stood back up, a small armload of prints and images in her grasp. Feeling a bit more confident now than she had just a few short minutes before she turned back around, ready to start going through her work... only to freeze in place as her eyes once again settled on her client.
At some point while she'd been bent over, the doberman had tugged her pants down around her ankles, putting the bulge that Beth had seen in her pants before on full display! Regina simply grinned back at her, cock loosely gripped in one hand while the other reached down and fondled her fat balls.
"I don't think we're gonna need to look at yer other work. That fat ass of yours bent over in front of me gave me all the inspiration I need to give you an idea of what I'm lookin' for. Now, why don't you come over here and brainstorm with me." The tone of Regina's voice made that last bit come across more like a demand than a question, which was probably exactly what the doberman had intended!
"This... this is really inappropriate. What if someone sees us? S-shit, I mean you. What if someone sees you?!" Despite her protest (and giving herself away with a verbal slip-up) Beth was already crossing the small room toward her client. She reached over and pushed the door the rest of the way shut, hoping that her relatively out of the way office would save her from anyone walking by and looking through the window! Her cheeks burned as she dropped down to her knees in front of the couch, putting her at eye level with Regina's already rock hard canine length. She couldn't believe she was doing this... but then again, she HAD always wanted to try office sex!
"C'mon, you lazy bitch! The fuck are you waiting for? Do I have to mail you an invitation to gargle my balls or some shit or are you actually going to do something other than sit there?"
Beth had to admit, she wasn't exactly used to having such a vocal partner, so instead of answering she simply glanced up at the window behind Regina one final time, hoping that nobody would come by for a little while at the very least! Assured that she didn't currently have an audience, the cow leaned forward and pressed her lips against her client's balls... only to have her face very suddenly and roughly mashed against them. She sputtered awkwardly for a moment before going to work sucking and licking the doberman's balls. First slurping one into her mouth, running her tongue along and around it, then the other. It was messy work, but Regina had let up on mashing her face against her balls, so she assumed she was doing alright!
THWACK!
"Ow! Hey, what was that f--"
"Oh, shut it cowslut." Regina growled, interrupting Beth and cutting her off as she leaned back out of cockslap range for a moment. The cow cocked an eyebrow up at her seated partner, one hand coming up to wipe a strand of precum from her cheek. "Yer takin' too long, unless you WANT the whole office to know you're in here slurpin' my balls instead of working." the shemale taunted. As much as she didn't appreciate the cockslap, Beth had to admit that was a pretty good point.
Once again she decided to take action instead of replying, shifting positions and moving higher up on her knees so that she had better access to the doberman's cock. Already, she could feel warmth radiating off it, along with just enough of the doberman's scent to send a shiver down her spine. Without wasting any more time she leaned in and quickly licked her way day from the tip of Regina's shaft to its base, then back up again. Huffing softly, the curvy cow wrapped her lips around her client's cock and started to bob her neck, taking a few inches at a time while working her tongue against its sensitive underside. Occasionally, Regina would let out a groan of pleasure from above her, and Beth would stay in that spot for a moment just to elicit a few more of those delightful sounds from the doberman.
It wasn't long before she was slurping along most of the shemale's cock, a coating of drool smeared along it and dribbling down onto her client's fat balls. She was purposefully being a bit more rough with herself than she normally liked to be while giving head--mostly because she knew that if she didn't gag herself on Regina's cock then the doberman would do it for her! Every few times she slurped downwards she would take just a little bit too much, her muscles clenching and a wet "GLCK!" escaping her throat before she could manage to recover. For her part, the guitarist seemed to be loving this treatment. Occasionally Beth would glance up to see a look of bliss on her client's face, eyes half shut and mouth hanging open. Without warning, she suddenly felt a hand wrap into her hair and very roughly yank her off the cock she'd been worshiping only moments before.
"I'd always heard chubby sluts give the best head, good job not letting me down. Had enough head for now though, so how about this. You're gonna bend over that desk of yours, facing the window. Hike up that whoreish skirt you decided to wear, then pull your panties off and give 'em to me. They're mine now. Then you're gonna BEG for momma to ruin that tight cunt of yours." Beth winced as the doberman punctuated the word beg with another rough cockslap, this time holding her head in place so she couldn't back away until after she delivered a second, then a third. "Now get up and bend over yer desk. If anybody walks by I want 'em to see how much of a fuckin' slut their boss is."
Blushing furiously she pulled herself out of her client's grasp, a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and lust rolling through her body. She couldn't believe that she was just going to let a client treat her this way, in her own office of all places! That said, Beth couldn't deny that the chance of being seen was a massive turn on. Plus, the thought of having that canine cock buried inside her snatch... well, in her mind it beat out all the abuse she was taking by a mile!
"Fine. But no anal, and I mean that." For a brief moment the curvy cow narrowed her eyes at Regina, before standing the rest of the way up and quickly taking up a new position behind her desk. A few moments later she had her panties tugged down and sitting on her chair for the doberman and her purple skirt pulled up around her hips. The air in her office felt much cooler than she'd been expecting now that she was exposed like this. As she waited for the doberman to move behind her she leaned over the desk, flattening her tits down against it and nervously glancing out the window to her office. She'd been lucky so far... but she wasn't sure how long that luck would hold out!
"No promises, bitch. Lucky for you though I'm more interested in knotfucking your pussy into a gaped mess than stretching your backdoor. Maybe I'll leave that for the next time I come in for another one of these 'meetings'." It took a moment for Beth to process what her client had said. More meetings like this?! This was supposed to have been a one-off design meeting for a one-off marketing campaign!
"You don't seriously think I'm going to let you pull this shit again, do you?" she replied, starting to feel a bit indignant. If her boss found out about this she'd probably wind up fired faster than you could say 'cock slut'! "We're gonna find a design you like, and that's it."
"Oh, I've got a better idea. I'm gonna tell your boss all about how much I loved you. How great you are. Then I'm gonna say that we need someone for some long-term projects we've got coming up, and how I ONLY want to work with you." Beth could feel the doberman moving about behind her as she spoke, the tip of that canine cock occasionally bumping against her. A little shiver shot down her spine, causing her tail to lightly flip back and forth. Part of her wanted to protest, to say that she wasn't interested in the work. Another part of her knew that wasn't exactly true!
"So what, you're just gonna fuck me every time we're supposed to have a meeting?" the cow snapped, rolling her eyes and raising her hips slightly to give Regina better access to her already slick folds.
"Ooh, you're a smart chubby slut, too! Yer right, I'm gonna gape that cunt every time I come to your office. Momma's gonna make you her bitch, and you love that thought. Maybe I should get you a collar..." Suddenly the curvy cow let out a startled whine as she felt the tip of the doberman's cock slide between her folds, teasing along her before grinding over her clit. "Go on, tell me just how much you want my cock, cowslut. Maybe I'll fuck you if I believe you." Before Beth could say anything the doberman's hand came down hard on her right asscheek, roughly smacking it and earning a pained yelp from the startled cow.
"Eep!! Nnh, shit. I need you to fuck me, right now. I couldn't care less if anyone comes by and sees, I need you. Alright? Is that good enough?" Her heart was pounding as she felt the tip of that cock continuing to grind against her, smearing her with warm precum.
"Not quite. I don't think you actually want fucked, do you? Maybe I should just pack up my shit and leave?" Another rough smack on the other asscheek punctuated the word leave. Beth didn't even have a chance to reply before she felt the shemale's cock pull away from her.
"Woah woah woah, hold up. I'm serious. I need you to fuck me, I need you to make me your bitch. I. Need. Your. Knot." Somehow she managed to awkwardly scoot backwards, catching up with the retreating cock behind her.
"That's pathetic, but I guess it's good enough. We'll work to get you begging like a good bitch."
SCHLICK! SLAP!
"Oh holy fuck yes! Nhhh!" The next thing she knew, the doberman's cock was buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her pussy wide before leaving her almost empty when her client pulled her hips backwards. Beth collapsed forward slightly, leaning heavily on the table as each thrust bumped her roughly against it. The only sounds in the room for a few minutes were the slaps of Regina's hips slamming into hers, the wet noise of cock slamming into pussy, and her moans and gasps of pleasure whenever the doberman hit a sensitive spot.
"Fuck yer tight! Gonna change that once I'm done with you." Her cheeks flushed bright red as the doberman taunted her from behind while plowing her silly, each rough thrust causing her eyes to roll partially back in her head. Suddenly she felt the doberman's hand, not on her ass but this time right up by her mouth. A particularly hard thrust elicited a much louder moan from Beth... and before her mouth was closed again Regina had a finger hooked inside.
"Ngh! Wahh?" Despite how nearly lost in pleasure she was there was still enough of her mind not completely drowned in lust that she could still question those fingers, but another hard thrust and a tug on her cheek kept her from doing too much more protesting.
"Ooh, would ya look at that, bitch. Looks like we've got an audience!" Eyes wide in shock, she glanced up at the window across from them to see one of the new design interns, a young arabian horse fresh from his freshman year of college standing there, phone in one hand and cock in the other! He didn't even seem to care that she'd noticed him and instead just kept stroking and filming, a cheeky grin plastered across his face. "Why don't we put on a show for him? Let him see what his boss looks like while she's cumming her brains out on a knot the size of her fist!"
"Mhhhhn! Thurn tha thone oth!" Unable to speak properly with Regina's fingers in her mouth, all she could do was make a mental note to have a meeting with him after this to try and convince him to delete any videos or pictures he'd taken. She could feel the shemale's knot beginning to form, pressing up against her already abused entrance with each thrust. Beth could tell that she wasn't going to last much longer at this rate, and judging from the suddenly more erratic thrusts coming from behind her she could only guess that Regina was getting close as well!
One hard thrust managed to pop that still-growing knot inside her with a wet squish, causing her to squeal softly around the fingers in her mouth. Regina swore loudly behind her and jerked backwards, popping it out of her again only to slam it straight back in. She'd been with canines before, and even been knotted once, but this was the first time she'd ever been knotfucked and it was showing! Each time that growing bulb was forced into or out of her tight snatch she would let out a moan of mixed pain and pleasure, much to the delight of both her client and the intern still jerking and filming from the window.
"Take it all, chubby whore! Gonna... nngh! Gonna fill you with so much spunk you leak for days!" Very suddenly she felt the shemale slam forward one final time, fully inflated knot first pressing against... then slipping inside her with a wet, fleshy squelch. A split second later she felt the first hot, sticky rope of cum erupt inside her just as all the extra pressure from being fully knotted pushed her over the edge as well. Her muscles clenched down, squeezing and contracting, milking the canine cock that was buried inside her and filling her with the guitarist's spunk. Her jaw hung loose and her eyes were half-lidded as pleasure washed over her in waves. She felt utterly AMAZING, and thanks to the knot stretching her out and the feeling of hot spunk dripping out from around it her orgasm drug on for what felt like minutes.
"Aahn... tho good. Ahm a good bith..." she panted, words still muffled by a finger hooked in her mouth. Beth simply laid there on her desk, basking in the afterglow of a mind-numbing orgasm with Regina laid out on top of her, knot still occasionally twitching as her balls finished draining into the pinned bovine girl.
"Told you you'd love takin momma's cock." snickered the doberman, her wet fingers finally being pulled from Beth's mouth and allowing her to properly speak again. "Next time I'm gonna get you to call me momma before I give you another gaping. Ngh... and speaking of gaping, I gotta get to rehearsal."
"Wait, you're not gonna--NNH HOLY FUCK SLOW DOWN!"
POP!
A quick, practiced jerk backwards from the doberman left Beth seeing stars as her knot was very suddenly pulled free. She could feel a what must have been a river of cum dribbling down her inner thighs, staining the little rug underneath her chair as her client paused to examine her handiwork. She didn't have the strength to protest as she felt her abused folds being spread apart. It took her a moment to realize it, but Beth was EXHAUSTED. It didn't even matter to her at the moment that the intern was still standing there, cock in hand as he finished his own orgasm and left a rather large mess spattered on her window.
"I'll see ya again for another one of these meetings soon, cowslut. Hopefully we'll have a very productive relationship! Oh, and don't worry about the design. I snapped a pic of my knot halfway pulled out of your cunt--we'll just black it out so it's just shapes and that will do." Beth was left to watch in a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and and a little bit of arousal as Regina simply pulled her pants back on and walked out of her office, panties openly clutched in her hand. The cow gingerly pulled her own pants back on, groaning a little bit as she realized that there was going to be a massive wet spot in them thanks to the amount of cum she'd just been filled with. She still had lots of work to do today, and the earliest she'd be able to get out of the office was lunch...