Sunday, 23 February 2014

story 4: Conrad's Secret

Conrad's Secret

      Conrad incorrectly entered his password for the third time, 
and was confronted by the "Account locked out" message appearing 
in a box in the center of his computer's screen. He'd been gone 
on vacation for three weeks and just couldn't remember his 
password. Now his account was locked out and he'd have to go see 
the company's NT administrator. Conrad cursed aloud as he 
realized that he'd have to deal with that fat bitch Debby.


      As Conrad approached her desk, Debby prepared herself to 
get pissed off. She hated Conrad, absolutely hated him. He was an 
arrogant prick, and he was fairly high up in the company's food 
chain. Debby always made an effort to give Conrad a hard time 
whenever she could.

      "Good morning Conrad, forget how to turn on your PC while 
you were gone?" She asked with false sweetness.

      "Very funny. No, I forgot my password. Please change it for 
me." He returned, thinking to himself that even her expensive 
maroon business suit couldn't hide her portly figure.

      "OK. I'll change it to something you can remember until you 
get back to your desk." Debby told him, having an idea.

      Usually she changed people's passwords to "password", and 
they would log on set their own new choice. Conrad deserved 
special treatment though.

      "Alright, it's done. I've changed your password to 
'badmemory', all one word."

      "Very funny." Conrad told her, making sure she could tell 
from his face that he didn't think it very funny at all before he 
turned and stomped off.

      "Make sure you remember to change it." She called after 
him, chuckling lightly at the chance to make Conrad's day even a 
little bit unhappier.


      Back at his desk Conrad tore into the workload that had 
piled up in his absence. Just returning all the voice mail and e-
mail took him several hours. It was an hour after quitting time 
when he finally felt satisfied that he was caught up. He glanced 
out of his office door and saw that the outer offices in his 
department were deserted. He closed his door and fired up his web 
browser, it was time to have fun.


      Debby waited until over an hour after quitting time to 
check if there were any connections to the server still open. She 
had maintenance to do that required she take down the server, and 
she wanted to wait until there was nobody connected to it. There 
were still three users connected, so she went back to reading the 
news on a popular web site.

      A half hour later, Debby checked again and there was still 
one user connected. She was getting pretty bored, and wanted to 
get home and watch her taped soaps. She clicked on the button 
that would let her see who was still connected, and found it was 
Conrad's machine. She thought about just disconnecting him, but 
then decided to take a peek at what was on his machine instead.

      She mapped a drive to Conrad's machine using the hidden 
system share that every drive in Windows NT has associated with 
it. Looking at his hard drive, she wasn't sure where to probe 
around. First she looked at his e-mail, but it was all pretty 
boring office stuff. Next she used an image browser to see what 
was in the cache of his web browser. She practically fell off of 
her seat when she saw what Conrad had been looking at. Image 
after perverted image showed on her screen as she marveled at the 
sort of twisted pervert Conrad must be.


      In his office, Conrad was visiting his favorite sites, 
saving every image he liked to his hard drive. He had a PC at 
home, but he loved to surf at work where he had a fast LAN 
connection to the internet. There was only one type of porn he 
was looking for, images and stories about women sitting on men's 
faces. In the picture he was looking at at that moment, a 
beautiful blond was grinding her bare ass in some lucky guy's 
face. What he wouldn't give to be that guy.


      Debby quickly found Conrad's entire stash of images by 
searching his drive for files with the .jpg extension. He had 
several *hundred* megabytes of images stored in a deeply nested 
directory. And .txt files that were kinky stories too. After 
reading a few, Debby opened up the backup software the company 
used, and told it to back up Conrad's entire machine.


      Conrad cursed as his machine seemed to slow down even more. 
For some reason it had been running slower than usual for the 
last half hour. Finally it started to behave normally again. He 
switched to another of his favorite sites and started browsing.


      The backup of Conrad's machine complete, Debby hid the DLT 
tape away. Conrad would be fired for sure. She smiled at the 
thought of how humiliated he would be when she busted him the 
next day. Still connected to his machine, she had a kinky idea as 
she looked through Conrad's stash. She copied a few choice images 
off to her machine, and then began setting up scheduling the 
print job. She set it for a five minute delay, and then she stood 
up and started for Conrad's office.


      Conrad practically jumped out of his seat when Debby 
knocked on his office door. He panicked, and frantically dashed 
to close all his browser windows and adjust his erection in his 
pants so it wouldn't show.

      "Come in."

      Conrad was extra pissed to see that it was Debby who had 
surprised him at this late hour.

      "What do you want?" He asked her.

      She didn't answer, but instead stepped inside his office 
and close the door. She'd timed it just perfectly, and the light 
on the top of his laser printer started flashing as she turned to 
face him.

      "What the-what's going on?" He demanded as the printer 
began printing.

      "Look and see what you're printing."

      Conrad was astonished at the sight of the facesitting 
images that were coming out of his printer. He had a sinking 
feeling as he realized how much trouble he was in.

      "I noticed some unusual activity, and look what I found." 
Said with a nasty smile. She had set up the images to print to 
his machine's printer for dramatic effect.

      "Please Debby, don't tell anyone about this." He quickly 
started to plead with her.

      "I'm sorry Conrad, but this is totally against the 
corporate IS policies. I've backed up your entire machine to the 
servers, and you're sure to be fired unless...."

      "Unless what?" He asked eagerly. He would give her however 
much she wanted. He knew that if she exposed him his career would 
be ruined.

      "I *really* like the idea of seeing you publicly 
humiliated. But if you do *everything* I say, right now, I might 
just settle for humiliating you in private."

      "What do you mean?"

      Debby picked up one of the pages from the printer and 
dangled it between her thumb and forefinger.

      "This. I want to do this to you." She told him.

      Conrad's cock twitched in his pants in spite of himself. 
Even though he hated her, now more than ever, the thought of 
actually being facesat in real life turned him on. His own 
perversion disgusted him now. He wanted to be dominated by a 
beautiful blond with huge silicone pumped tits, not some fat 
frumpy computer geek-ette whose body was shaped like a pear. Even 
her expensive maroon business suit couldn't hide her shape. But 
he couldn't let her ruin him. He decided he had to do it.


      "You'll do whatever I tell you? No matter how humiliating? 
Otherwise you're fucked." She told him.


      "Stand up." She ordered, and he did. He stood shifting 
uneasily from side to side as she pulled the chair away from him. 
She sat down in it, facing him.

      "Now get down on your knees." She ordered him, glancing up 
at his little "egg-cam" to ensure that its little green led was 
lit as he knelt down. He was totally unaware that the video- 
conferencing camera was busily streaming video to one of the 

      "Now kiss my foot."

      Once again, in spite of himself, he was a little turned on 
by being ordered around by a woman as he knelt down and pressed 
his mouth to her shoe. She pushed his head away with her foot and 
stood up in front of him. He watched, on his knees, as she turned 
around and placed her ample behind in front of his face.

      "Now kiss my ass, slave!" She commanded him forcefully.

      She wasn't sure he'd actually do it until she felt his 
hands at her hips as he leaned forward and kissed her ass. 
Pressing his lips to the tight maroon sheath covering her ripe 
bottom, Conrad found himself with a full erection. The situation 
he was in was truly humiliating, yet that just seemed to turn him 
on even more.

      "Tell me you love it." She told him.

      "I love it." He said, still kissing her behind.

      "You love what? Say it!"

      "I love...your ass."

      Debby was amazed that he was doing what she ordered. It was 
making her hot, controlling and humiliating him this way.

      "I bet you want me to sit on your worthless face. Don't 
you? Beg me. Beg me to sit on your face."

      "Please Debby, please sit on my face." He plead to her.

      She couldn't believe how into this he was getting. It 
seemed that the more she abused him the more he liked it. She 
stepped away from him, and turned around. Looking down at him she 
had to laugh. There he was, kneeling in a suit with an erection 
bulging in his pants. She giggled a little at the sight of him, 
and his face flushed red.

      "Turn around and sit in front of the chair." She ordered, 
and he did as she wished.

      "Now lay your head back on the chair, and get ready to be 
my seat."

      Conrad lay his head back on the chair, reasoning that it 
wouldn't be too bad. She'd sit on his face and then she'd leave. 
He got more and more apprehensive though, as she turned around 
and began to actually lower her broad ass towards his face. His 
cock strained rock-hard in his pants as her ass first lightly 
brushed his face. And then suddenly she just sat her full weight 
down onto his face. She wiggled her butt until his face was 
mashed deep into the crevice between her huge pillow-like ass-
cheeks. Unlike the guys in the pictures he downloaded, whose 
foreheads or chins were always visible, Conrad's face totally 
disappeared under Debby's ass. It was really frightening to have 
your breath completely cut off, and Conrad lifted his arms to 

      "Give me those." Debby said as she grabbed Conrad's wrists 
and held his arms down to her thighs. Debby was enjoying 
smothering Conrad under her ass, and she didn't want him 
struggling free. Kicking off her shoes, she moved her feet up 
onto Conrad's thighs so that all of her weight was now supported 
either by his face or his legs. She had him completely trapped. 
He kept struggling to move his hands, but she held them tight. 
She heard muffled cries of distress and it just made her laugh. 
She loved this.

      "Mmmmm. This feels really nice. What's wrong Conrad, can't 
breathe?" She said laughing at his predicament.

      Debby began stroking Conrad's erection with her foot. He 
was struggling less and less now, but he was still bulging in his 

      "It's obvious you like having my ass in your face. You must 
be in heaven under there." She laughed, wiggling her ass for 

      Conrad was desperate for air. The fat cow must have been 
crushing his face for almost a minute now and he was about to 
pass out. Finally he could breathe again as she stepped off of 
his legs and lifted her ass up off of his face. He gasped weakly 
for breath, and barely felt it as she reached down and opened his 
fly. He was aware that she was yanking his erection out of his 
pants, but he could only lay there gasping. Suddenly she began to 
squat down over him again, and he tried to stop her but it was no 
use. She had all the weight and leverage she needed to easily 
overpower him in his weakened state. She sat her fat rump down on 
his face again, depriving him of the oxygen he needed so badly. 
Now he was getting really terrified. She had control of his hands 
again and he was totally helpless.

      "Conrad, if you want to breathe you're going to have to do 
exactly what I say. I'm going to get up again, but I'm going to 
sit right back down unless you start masturbating and saying 'I 
love Debby's ass.'" She told him.

      She lifted off of his face, and he just lay there gasping 
again. It was a struggle just to breathe for him. Unhappy that he 
wasn't obeying her, she sat back down on him. Conrad was 
paralyzed with fear. This fat bitch was crazy! She was going to 
asphyxiate him if she didn't let up. He reached down and began to 
feebly stroke his erection, and immediately she climbed off of 

      "'s.....ass." He managed to wheeze 
as he fought to fill his lungs with air. Debby still hovered over 
him, squatting with her ass only an inch from his face.

      "'s ass. I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's 
ass. I love Debby's ass." He kept saying it as he jerked off. 
Something about having this woman take control of him was making 
him so hot. The more he said the humiliating phrase, the more 
aroused he got. He stroked faster and faster.

      "I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's 
ass. I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's ass. 
I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's ass. I love Debby's ass. I 
love Debby's ass.I love Debby's ass.I love Debby's ass.I love 
ILOVEDEBBY'SASSSS!" He cried out as he came, his cum bursting up 
into the air like some demented fountain.

      "Good boy! Now it's time for your nap." Debby told him, 
before sitting back down on his face. This time she sat 
continuously for close to a minute, ignoring his muffled cries. 
Lifting up, she let him have only the tiniest breath and then 
continued smothering him. He got weaker and weaker as she 
repeated this cycle several times, until finally when she lifted 
her ass up, he didn't even move. Debby thought she'd killed him, 
for an instant, until she realized he was still breathing, 

      She left him and headed back to her office. Debby couldn't 
wait to play back the huge avi file that was storing on the 
server now. She planned to copy it down to her laptop and take it 
home with her. The videoconferencing connection was still 
running, and Debby returned in time to see Conrad began to stir. 
He groaned and coughed a little and gradually regained full 
consciousness. She watched, enjoying the voyeuristic thrill of 
observing unnoticed. What she saw next was astounding. Conrad was 
beginning to masturbate! Watching Conrad masturbate, she realized 
he was turned on by what she had done to him. It made her so hot 
she almost started to masturbate herself, but then she had a 
better idea. Why not go use Conrad!


      In his office, Conrad was jerking off. He couldn't believe 
what had happened to him. Debby had just come and taken control 
of him. He was embarrassed, but aroused as well. He'd actually 
been facesat by Debby!

      He was so caught up in what he was doing, jerking at his 
hard cock, that Debby totally surprised him when she burst in. 
She stood in the door way with her hands on her hips.

      "You pathetic little fuck. You loved my ass so much you 
couldn't even wait until you got home to masturbate. Get down on 
your knees!" She ordered him.

      He didn't know what to do. He sank to his knees in front of 
the chair, his erection straining in front of him. Debby stepped 
in front of him, and glared down at him.

      "You were thinking about me, weren't you?"


      "I'll give you something to think about." She told him, and 
then she pulled his face forward into her crotch!

      She held his face there, smothering him with her crotch. He 
didn't struggle very much, and she easily held him there.

      "Can you smell my wet pussy? You're going to get to see in 
a moment. I already let you have an orgasm once today, and you 
think you can just have another? If anybody's going to cum around 
here it's going to be me! I'm going to through you down and then 
I going to plant my naked pussy in your face. And you're going to 
make me cum or I'll just smother your worthless little face until 
you die!" She shouted at him, while she continued to cut off his 

      He was starting to jerk and shake a little, so she let him 
fall back on the floor. He gasped and wheezed for breath while 
she quickly pulled off her pants and panties. She moved over him 
and he tried to hold her off but she easily planted her fleshy 
mound on his face. Her fat pussy was wet as it had ever been, and 
Conrad was submersed in the smell and taste of her.

      "Suck it! Suck my pussy!"

      She periodically let him gasp in a breath as he sucked and 
slurped, but as she got more and more aroused she started to just 
use his face. She began to hump his face without regard for his 
breath. She was in control, total control, and she was going to 
enjoy it. She crushed his head down under the force of the 
powerful, rhythmic thrusts of her hips. She realized that he 
couldn't breathe at all, and it just turned her on more.

      "Worthless little shit. Now you see who's in charge. Can't 
breathe? What are you going to do with my pussy in your face? I 
think I might just smother you to death!"

      He was making all sorts of funny moaning noises under her 
as she just kept grinding her pussy in his face until she 
couldn't take it anymore. She came, crying out loudly as she 
bucked so hard against Conrad's face that he felt like she was 
going to destroy his face. She sat there, suffocating him in her 
wet sex as she shuddered with the force of orgasm after orgasm. 
She continued to smother him until he was practically 
unconscious, before finally climbing off of him.

      Conrad lay gasping and moaning, his face wet with her 
juices, while Debby pulled on her clothes. She straightened 
herself out and then stood smiling over him.

      "You'd better show up to work tomorrow. Don't worry, I'm 
not going to report you. I've got other plans. You and I have a 
date tomorrow night, you little worm." She told him, and then she 
walked out the door.


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