A Gay Office Slut Fantasy

Description: You’ve been counting the minutes until your shift starts, haven’t you, pet? holidays and weekends are tormenting punishment to you. all you crave is the fluorescent buzz of the office, the hum of printers… and the men. their crisp shirts straining over biceps. ties you want to yank like leashes. that one colleague who always “accidentally” brushes his bulge against your desk. you’re not here to work. you’re here to serve. every meeting room is a dungeon waiting to be used. every coffee break is a chance to kneel. i can see your gaze lingers on your boss’s zipper when he leans over your desk. how you “trip” near the intern’s lap.