The grand boardroom on the 47th floor of Nyxar Enterprises had been transformed into a temple of pure depravity.

Every window was blacked out. The long, polished mahogany conference table gleamed under crimson spotlights. Heavy steel chains hung from the ceiling and bolted into the floor. All twelve senior executives, now fully transformed into eager futa sluts after yesterday’s “team building” knelt naked around the table in a circle. Each woman now sported her own thick, throbbing futa cock, heavy balls, and a dripping, needy pussy beneath it. Their eyes were glassy with lust, bodies already marked with bruises, bite marks, and dried cum from the previous day.

Lila Harper...