Corporate Punishment

Clam Before the Storm

After the week-long lock down, Sam was having trouble keeping his cock from reacting to every attractive woman he saw in the airport. What made it worse was that every woman seemed attracted to him. Worried about embarrassing himself, he found a restroom after getting to his terminal and put the cage back on.

During the flight, Sam went through all the ways Sally could sabotage him. For the flight up, he had the new boarding pass. He didn't know why she was late to the gate, but he wasn't her keeper.

He really wished he could have gotten a copy of the video recording from the hotel lobby. The hotel's security sent their statement to his personal email, but he hadn't read it yet. He wasn't sure what would come out of her saying that he was supposed to wake her in the mornings, but he can show that after the second morning that he sent texts, in good faith.

He was really glad that Tiffany had warned him. Otherwise, Thursday night at the hot tub could have been disastrous. He had already verified that the recording was good and that she had vaguely propositioned him; that he turned her down and requested that she not press into him. It also caught her threatening his position in the company. When he gets back, he will have to ask Tiffany what she wanted for saving his career.

As for the issues with the launch, there isn't much that he can do about that. He can go back and verify that he sent her the email with the files, but he can't guarantee that she received it. He knows he hadn't logged in to that laptop on the day of the launch, but since they were using a shared login, there is no way to show who actually logged on to the laptop. It disturbed him that his backpack had been shifted and that a flash drive with a set of backups was missing. Luckily, there weren't any personal files on that drive.

What worried him the most was the unknowns. If there was something that Sally was going to come up with which he had no prepared defense against. All the things that he came up with were too outlandish to believe.

His priority when he got home was to remove the chastity device and jerk off. He tried to make it a long, slow session, but in his eagerness he had an anti-climatic orgasm. He spent the rest of the night unpacking from the trip and masterbating.

The next morning, Sam wakes refreshed. The gym at the hotel didn't have good machines for strength training, so he changed into exercise clothes and went to his gym. Part of the way through his workout, he realized what seemed different. It was the fact that he wasn't wearing the cage.

After his workout, he sent Tiffany a quick message that he really appreciated the warning about Sally and that it may have saved his job.

Tiffany - So that means you owe me, right?

Sam - Yes, I owe you big time.

Tiffany - You probably should be careful saying things like that. You may get in over your head.

Sam - Well, let's see how the week turns out. I suspect that the shit will hit the fan one way or another before Friday,

Tiffany - Now I'm curious. Spill it.

Sam - Too much to hash out over text. Can it wait until next weekend? I know I sound paranoid, but I need to watch my back this week.

Tiffany - Ok paranoid, but next weekend you are opening your mouth and your wallet.

Sam spent the rest of the weekend organizing and familiarizing himself with the information from the trip. What astonished him the most was the statement from the hotel. It was concise, but detailed and read professionally. The head of security signed it and stated that it matched audio and video recordings.

Sunday night, Sam barely slept, worried about what would happen the next day. Eventually, he fell asleep, only to be woken too soon by his alarm. He fell back into his normal morning routine and arrived at the office locked. To his surprise, there are no meeting invites and Ms. Wallace didn't call him into her office.