Gold Tier Archive - Revengetsuko Part 2 (Patreon)

“Are you even listening, Calendar?”

The gruff voice snapped Retsuko back to reality, the idea of shutting up that fat pig with her dick was so gratifying. Her fingers clenched into little fists as she tried to withstand his berating voice. “Yes sir.” All the rage that built inside of her would surely cause an ulcer one day, but thankfully she had a bit of an outlet in the form of her singing. “Is that all, Mr. Ton?” She bowed her head slightly to show submission, desperately hoping it would work. It was a small hope, almost anything she did seemed to be irksome to her boss.

He folded his arms over his chest, his beady eyes staring her down. He had been forced to stay later than he planned so that she could finally catch up on all of the mistakes she made. It was only those two in the office and the cleaning crew wasn’t going to be in for a few hours. He almost looked to be chewing at his jaw as he stared at her with her head bowed. “No.” He said sternly.

She lifted her head in bewildered confusion and rage that showed for a brief moment before she tucked it away underneath a smile. “Oh, uhm, sorry what?” That little spark of defiance had caught his eye and he slowly backed out from behind his desk, his thunderous steps making his way towards her and she practically shuddered as he stood in front of her with his obese frame.

“No. That’s not all I want from you.” He stared her down, he was more than three times her size and it showed from the way he stood before her. His eyes glanced at the plain uniform she wore, customary of corporations to prevent improper conduct in the workplace. However it was too late for that. “On your knees, Calendar.” His crude name for her and the way he said it made her ear twitch, she stood defiantly before him. “On. Your. KNEES.” His deep voice bellowed out his aggression and dominance over her, and she found herself sliding down to her knees in front of him.

Retsuko had never felt fear like this from her boss, being fired was one thing, but she felt sheer danger from him at this moment. Her heart was beating fast, and while she wanted to get up, run away, and hide from this job she couldn’t bring herself to move. Even as he stood over her with his large beer belly jiggling, his hands moving, and suddenly his slacks fell down his thighs revealing his limp but still girthy cock hanging before her. “What..?”

“Lick it.” His words were deep, aggressive, demanding, they offered no room for argument especially with the way he pressed his hips forwards and let his cocktip smear against her lips. “Suck it. Make me cum, or you can kiss your job goodbye.” He snarled. “I have plenty of reasons to fire you, but not one to keep you on board, give me a reason.”

She couldn’t lose her job, not now, she had nothing in savings, nothing planned for the future except her next breadcrumb paycheck! Moving back home with her parents would be more shameful than anything, even … even this. Between the choices of moving home, and … satisfying her boss, one seemed less humiliating. Much to her dismay her mouth opened, a sticky web of saliva connecting her mouth to her extended tongue as she leaned forwards. 

The softness of her wet tongue sent a small chill along the large boar’s spine, it was a warm touch and definitely welcome after a long day at work. However that singular lick was repeated, multiple times, without any variation in technique. He frowned down at her, his beady eyes staring as she looked up to him, without a word she opened her mouth wider and began to let that salty sweaty cock push against her tongue. “Heh.” He gave a satisfied grunt, his hand resting at the back of her head as she slowly swirled her tongue along his hard veiny dick. “Maybe you’re not so useless after all..”

She honestly couldn’t believe she was doing this, the salty taste of his dick stained her palate. Then his hands grabbed into her furred tresses, tugging her forwards until his cock pushed against the back of her throat and her nose was forced against his crotch. Her eyes winced as the thick musk grew even stronger and more pungent the closer she came to that heated bulge that was hidden under his beer gut! Her fingertips clenched as she closed her eyes, her gag reflex suppressed as she was forced to take in every inch of his cock. She never imagined it would be this big, then again she never wanted to imagine him naked, even still… this length wasn’t what she expected! She squirmed underneath his grasp, drool spilling down her lips as he pushed forwards, rubbing his balls against her soppy wet chin as she strained to try and pull free.

Much to her surprise his fingertips released their bear-trap grasp on her fur and she immediately pulled her head back, that sloppy girth stained with her copious slut-drool. She was gasping for air as spittle messily spilled from her mouth, drizzling down her chin and along her neck. She looked up and shamefully wiped her mouth with her sleeve. “Hahh.. Hahh.. Mr. Ton..” She pleaded helplessly, her eyes tearing up as she watched him unbutton his shirt and toss it aside.

“I guess it’s true what they say, if you want something done right, do it yourself!” His slacks lay in a heap and his large hooves pulled from them as he loomed over her. His hand gently pressed against her shoulder and gave a light shove, he didn’t want to bruise her after all. He messily licked his chops as he gazed down at her prone form. He slowly knelt over her with his hulking sweaty frame, she was too frightened to move especially as his palms groped at her breasts. Her soft tits squeezed in his greedy fingers. “Yeah, this is what I’ve been missing.” He grunted, his breath almost salty from how much tea he drank that day.

The way he groped at her soft breasts and slowly rubbed his rock hard slobber soaked cock against her body made her want to run away. He was dripping with sweat, almost slimy in the way his skin rubbed against her, she tried to look away but her eyes suddenly widened when his cocktip started to push between her folds. “Hhawah..” She gasped out, and then more of it pushed inside, his thick veiny cock that had moments before rubbed against her tongue was now sliding easily between her folds.

And she liked it?!

What was happening to her? Moments ago she was fantasizing about humiliating him, subjecting him to her dick, but now his cock was slowly rubbing against her walls and her pussy was drooling all around it. Her heart skipped a beat as he roughly groped at her breasts, squeezing them without care in his palms and watching as her nipples hardened before his eyes. “Wow, Calendar, I didn’t take you for an office slut!” He grunted and pulled his hips back, rearing all the way until only the tip rest between her folds.

“I’m.. I’m not..” She gasped from her breath and then he thrust his hips firmly inside her, his cock rushing against her walls and penetrating her full until he ruthlessly tapped against her cervix. “I’m not!” She cried out, but he seemed to ignore her, his cock slamming inside of her, his hips clapping against hers as his fat swollen nuts tapped against her frame.

He was practically silent aside from his heavy grunts and the loud slaps every time his body connected against hers, he was an older man and his stamina isn’t what it used to be. His heavy frame also didn’t help, but he could feel his cock throbbing with his fat balls swelling with thick greasy cum. They churned with every thrust of his hips, maybe if he was with his wife it’d be different, but this was a girl that was little more than his new fucksleeve, and only his pleasure mattered. He huffed, his fat body swinging atop of hers as he mashed his cock inside. “Nngh.. you.. you’re a filthy little cum-slut.. You’re nothing more than a pussy for me to fuck at my leisure!” He groaned, the sound of her squealing and whimpering making his cock swell even harder, this was a long time coming. “Just a filthy cum-sucking pussy hole! Like a fleshlight! You’re my onahole!”

His cock was ready to release at any moment, his hips rushing forwards and feverishly fucking her with his swollen dick. Her poor plump pussy was pounded roughly, the way he thrust his hips forward put every pound of his obnoxiously obese body into the tip of his cock sending shockwaves of force through her body. It was almost like a thundering earthquake of plump pig cock shaking her to the core.

SHLAP THMP THAP SHLP

His cock tapped against her cervix, her little pawtoes curling tightly as she felt the unforgiving pleasure rolling through her frame. She was loving this, she couldn’t help it, even when his hot drool spilled down onto her muzzle she found her body writhing in pleasure. “Nnhh.. Hah.. Hahh..” She gave out high pitched moans, her back arching slightly when finally his fat cock pressed against her depths. His dick throbbed and held tightly against her inner walls when suddenly hot ropes of sticky pig cum jutted out from the tip of his cock and splattered messily against her walls.

He pushed his hips deeper into her body, forcing her legs in the air and his cum started to slide down her walls and pool against her cervix. The thick mixture seeping through and flooding her womb, she could feel his cum dripping inside of her, filling her with a warmth that was almost uncomfortable but in a way that she couldn’t reject.  “I’.. I’m a slut.. I’m an office slut Mr. Ton..” She panted for air, her trembling pussy squeezing on his still cumming cock. Somehow she found herself wanting this, craving this feeling, more of it even, and when he started to pull his cock from her pussy lips she gave a slight whimper of disappointment. “Can I have more..?” She pleaded softly.

He gave a humorous grunt as he pulled his still throbbing cock out from inside of her, rubbing it against her pussy mound like she was some lowly cum rag. “This is your new job now, you’re useless as an accountant. But I think we’ve finally found a way to make you useful, you’ll be my personal cum dumpster from now on, so you better get used to sitting under my desk and learn how to worship my dick properly.” She was panting for air, and while her body was trembling with bliss he found himself almost disappointed at how she seemed to be ignoring him. “Hmf. Well make sure you’re cleaned up for tomorrow, I want your pussy fresh when I cum inside it at lunch time tomorrow.”

…

Hot coffee on a winter’s morning was the best way to combat the cold, especially since Mr. Ton was particularly cheap about turning on the heat. He needed a break but taking one alone seemed, so lonely! Instead he would get with Fenneko and Retsuko, surely they could stretch their legs a bit. Haida tried to make his way over to her desk without being too obvious, he saw her fingertips clicking on the keyboard but she seemed to struggling to focus. “Hey Retsuko,” He tried to say casually, the words almost caught in his throat. “How’s it going?”

Unfortunately for him the girl was indeed distracted, her thighs practically trembling at the sensation buzzing inside her. She bit down on her lower lip and turned towards him, she wouldn’t be rude after all. “I’m fine, just… sitting here working.” She gave a shy laugh, her toes scrunching inside of her shoes as she felt the vibrator tucked in between her folds reverberate inside of her at a higher intensity. “I.. I really should focus on working though.” She swallowed hard, her fingertips grasping at her skirt.

“Awh c’mon! It’s almost 11:30, we should get a break for tea or something.” He leaned against the wall behind him flashing a crooked grin. “What do you think Fenneko?”

“I’m down for whatever.” Her voice was almost eerily calm whatever the situation, almost emotionless, as she tapped at her computer.

“Hnmn.. I.. I don’t know.” Retsuko quickly flashed a glance over to the side then back to Haida, her heart beating faster as she tried to catch her breath. Droplets of sweat dripped down her brow as she slowly nodded. “Yeah.. Yeah I suppose we can take a break.”

The trio then made their way to the break room, yet in his seat, eyes focused on his phone, sat Mr. Ton with a smug grin. He had tried a few different methods to make Calendar into a decent employee, who knew that a simple bullet vibrator and a remote in his grip would finally make her useful around here. The large pig leaned back in his excessively comfortable executive chair and lightly stroked his chin with  a palm and thumb. “Komiya.” He grumbled with his deep voice that rivaled the authority of an old Shogun.

Immediately the little yes-man dashed to his side! “Yes sir!” He was a shrewd little bastard, not shy about climbing the corporate ladder by any means necessary, and for now he was Mr. Ton’s bitch until a better opportunity arrived. “What can I do for you?”

“Haida.” Mr. Ton rumbled thoughtfully, his hand lowering to the side and his body lurched forwards to sit upright. “Is he a hard worker, a good employee?”

While the question clearly tossed Komiya off guard, he wasn’t above gossiping about employees at work. “He doesn’t have any issues with his reports, but he’s quite frequently associating with that lazy Retsuko girl!”

“Hm.” The large pig gave a slight grin, the company president mentioned trying to help morale among the employees, and Haida definitely deserved a reward for his hard work…