Mistress Plays Prank With Office Intern In Toilet
Hello guys! This is Simraan, writing about another hot incident in my office life. I hope you all will like it. I had a busy month at work lately. Obviously, I found some ‘action’ time in the office. Interestingly, what I am about to share happened because of the ‘action’ rather than the action itself. Two of my coworkers (not immediate colleagues) were in a shell-shock state because of the work pressure. Since I handle work pressure better than them, I decided to save their lives with some short adventure breaks. When I told them about the idea, those sex-hungry men were planning to use me as their bitch (typical!). I then made them aware of the real deal in which one of them backed out (he then quite the job too!). Even though I needed two men to have fun, I thought of using what I had. Both of us would sneak inside the toilet during the meeting breaks and other pastimes. I did my business which the other man liked (oh, he so liked it!). We resumed our work and came back to a different place to start all over again. One usual day at the office, after finishing our quick BDSM adventure in the toilet, I was dressing up and reapplying my makeup. My sex partner had left the ladies’ loo sneakily. But a few seconds later, Rishma entered. Rishma was a trainee. Like the others, she did all the boring tasks thinking that one day she would get the job (not always true!). She had the mindset of believing what she sees as the truth. She saw me dressing up, exposing my panty while I was pulling my skirt. It didn’t take me long to understand why she left in a hurry as though she had seen something awkward. I was still wearing the strap-on penis and its bulge from inside the panty made me look like a tranny. To add to the effect, my voice had become hoarse because of the deepthroats I had been getting (now do you see what I’ve been up to?) and I had developed shoulders like a man. That was my first encounter with Rishma and she had formed the first impression of me. Since that day, whenever our eyes met, I could see that she had confirmed that I was a tranny. It didn’t bother me until one day. During lunch hours, I was looking for my colleague (female! I also have to work in the office guys). Her phone was unreachable so I went on a search trip. I saw a silhouette of someone of her shape in the deserted meeting room. I opened the door thinking it was my colleague talking to her partner in her spare time. But it was Rishma who was talking to her boyfriend. Her conversation made me stay there more than I should have. Rishma: Isn’t that wonderful? None of these morons bothers to check it. I know…I want this post, but they won’t give it to me just like that… right… I can do better than that tranny bitch, hahaha… I don’t know if they know this… ya, whoring around… I closed the door walking inside the room with heavy steps. Rishma turned back in shock and her face turned white watching me coming toward her. I grabbed her and pressed her against the glass wall. In my hoarse voice (that made me sound like a male-ish), I reprimanded her. Me: You think I wouldn’t find out, you stupid bitch? I had no idea what she has done in the work. Rishma was certain that I knew what she had done. I continued with the same tone. Me: And whom are you calling a ‘bitch’? I’ll show you who is the real bitch in here. I took her outside the meeting room and to the ladies’ loo. Rishma was scared that I would tell her manager. But she was about to know me. She was confused when I brought her inside the toilet. Rishma: Sorry, ma’am… Uuh… mister… Simraan, please forgive me. I won’t do that again. I’ll correct those accounts today itself. Me: I don’t care what you did at work. Whom the fuck did you call ‘bitch’ while talking on the phone? Rishma: Please forgive me. I shouldn’t have done that. Me: Ok, now follow my instructions. Rishma hesitated for a second and but then nodded her head in agreement. Me: I want you to give me a lap dance. Strip your clothes and grind your ass on my COCK! Also, do not open your eyes till we step outside the toilet. I was wearing the strap-on penis for my post-lunch session with my coworker. But I thought of using Rishma as my sex toy for a change. Since my coworker felt the usual dildo hard for his asshole, I have brought one that had a rubber finish and a flesh-like feeling. But it was important that Rishma didn’t open her eyes for my sexual prank to work. I sat on the commode with my strap-on penis pointing up. Rishma strip her dress without resisting and exposed her white bra and panty figure. She was wearing a thong which held her ass cheeks tightly. I spanked it and told her to start the lap dance. Rishma was standing stiff. I spanked her ass cheek again and told her it would be much more difficult if she had to do that in front of a wider audience. This made her realize that the current situation was less embarrassing. Rishma stretched her ass cheeks and began to swing her hips. She brought her ass cheeks close to my face. I had to spank it gently and remind her to give me a lap dance. Me: Grind your ass on my cock. She willingly dropped her ass straight on the strap-on penis. Since it was upright, the tip of the cock went inside her asshole without any lubricant. Rishma moaned before covering her mouth with her hand. She continued grinding her ass crack on the fake cock. I thought she felt it wasn’t real skin because she tried to touch the dick. But I stopped her. Me: I will give my cock inside your mouth later. Feel it as much as you want then…Now, keep shaking your ass! She was doing exactly how a strip dancer would do. The slow grinding, the tapping of the ass cheeks, the erotic turns, etc. The dildo vibrated while she was intensely grinding. I hadn’t set that dildo for a session with Rishma which is why the timing was wrong.