Owning Her

Chapter Two

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"I will be having guests over tonight," Greyson had told Vivian when he let her out for breakfast this morning before work. Her clothes were in his hands, and she noted the lack of underwear or a bra. The skirt was knee-length and almost tight enough to reveal the outline of her chastity belt. Her plain pink silk shirt also barely hid her stiff nipples.

"So, are you going to help me or not?" snapped the customer into Vivian's headset. She mimed, jerking off, thankful for the walls and the closed door of her office before she replied.

"You never told me whether you had restarted the device." The groan the man let out made her want to bang her head on her grey metal desk. Instead, she leaned back into the bright pink gamer chair she had convinced her general manager to let her have when she earned this office through hard work. She stared at the paintings of mushrooms that decorated the wall across from her. The oak brown door inspired her to decorate the office similarly to her childhood bedroom, so tons of cottage core stuff adorned the beige walls of her office.

"Of course I did, lady, and that didn't do shit," he grumbled.

"Well, there's no need to curse with me. If the device remains frozen and restarting, it doesn't work, so you can take it to a store or mail it to a repair center." Vivian typed a summary of the conversation into the service document.

"I'm not going to get charged some outrageous fee just because my baby poured milk all over her tablet, am I?" The guy sounded incredibly distressed. Vivian felt for him.

"As long as the repairs don't outweigh the total warranty service credit, then you won't even be charged for shipping," she answered.

His sigh of relief made her smile.

"Then I'll take it to a local shop and let them handle it. Thank you," the man said and hung up before she could reply.

She finished filing the report and emailed it to her boss before sitting back in her chair. There were only two hours left in Vivian's shift. Two hours before Greyson finished punishing her for last night. One hundred and twenty minutes before, Vivian was in a room of eight to ten people and of free use.

She wasn't opposed to other people using her body, but it still embarrassed her and humiliated her. Greyson knew it would, so that was why this was happening. The thought made her already aching nipples even harder.

It had been almost eight months since the last time Greyson had punished Vivian with being used by his friends. They had been at dinner in an adults-only restaurant, and she had refused to stop eating dessert and suck him off underneath the table. As a result, he made her watch the waitress happily do it instead. Then, the next day, on her day off, she had been awoken by Greyson dragging her into the living room full of guests.

She had spent the entire day serving them drinks and servicing their cocks. When they had all left, Greyson took her back to the restaurant and made her suck him off while he ate dinner. She had leftovers once they got home.

Before Vivian realized it, five o'clock had rolled around, and she was in the elevator with her coworkers as they headed for their cars. Once she was behind the wheel of her car, she texted Greyson to let him know she was on the way home.

Clothes on the floor as soon as you're inside the door.

Once the door to Greyson's house closed behind her, Vivian stripped off her clothes and moved to the living room. This time, a different set of his male friends sat around the large living room covered chiefly in browns, creams, and whites save for the suede high-backed grey chair Greyson occupied. Heat filled her cheeks at the thought of new people using her this time.