Pia sat nervously at her desk, tapping her pen against the wood. As the new temp girl around here, she knew what was expected of her. She was the company’s new suckslut, whenever and however her bosses and coworkers wanted to use her mouth for their pleasure.

Her first day, the head of HR had called her into his office for orientation. “I’m sure you know what you’re here for, Pia,” he had smirked, unzipping his fly. “Be a good girl now.”

Pia had eagerly dropped to her knees, taking his thick cock down her throat. She had practiced hard to suppress her gag reflex for this job. And now, after a month of being face-fucked by the whole office, her skills were improving. She could deepthroat anything.

Until today, when her boss Mr. Johnson called her in. “Pia, you’ve done well,” he said gruffly. “I think it’s time we taught you to write gags too. To really put that cum-guzzling mouth of yours to work.”

Pia trembled with excitement. “Yes sir, thank you sir!”

Mr. Johnson stood and undid his belt buckle. “On your knees then. Let’s see your gag reflex. I’ll teach you everything I know.”

Eyes watering, Pia opened wide and took him to the hilt. She struggled not to gag, breathing through her nose, focusing on the musky scent and heat filling her mouth. She would learn it all. Be the best suckslut gag writer ever. No cock or load was too much for her hungry holes now.

Mr. Johnson began thrusting hard, using Pia’s throat like a cocksleeve. Drool ran down her chin as she submitted completely, a perfect oral servant. This was her dream job. Her mouth was his to ruin.

And it was just the beginning of a very wet and messy education in gag writing. One she would gladly swallow again and again, as many times as the men needed to fuck the whore who fed their cocks ink and cum. Pia’s ass clenched at the thought.

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