Chapter 3: Office Corruption

The remote vibrator nestled deep against my G-spot was already buzzing on a low setting by the time I stepped off the elevator the next morning. Victoria had inserted it herself in the car before dropping me off, along with a medium-sized stainless steel plug in my ass. Both were locked in place with thin, discreet straps under my professional pencil skirt. Every step made the plug shift and press against the thin wall separating it from the vibrator, sending constant little sparks through my core.

My discreet day collar — a delicate silver chain with a tiny locked heart pendant — rested against my skin...