Marivie’s face had turned bright scarlet and she felt that she could hardly breathe as she realized that the three dirty cleaners had seen every detail of her body, and every detail of her slutty past sexual adventures with Don. She looked around frantically for anyone who could help her to make the men go away from the window and stop staring at her, but at that time of night the office was empty and she was alone. Well, alone with the cleaners, she realized.
She knew that she could not stand up to go and tell them to go away and leave her alone because of having her dress pulled up around her waist. So, all she could do was wave at them trying to tell them to leave her alone.
But whether they had misunderstood the meaning of her hand waving or whether they deliberately refused to leave, what happened next left Marivie feeling even more vulnerable and afraid.
As if on a secret signal, the three men walked to the door of Marivie’s office, and testing the door handle, discovered that it opened easily. Marivie froze in her office chair like a cat caught in a car’s headlights. How could she not have locked the door when she closed it earlier? What was she going to do now? Marivie’s mind raced but she was unable to think of any way out of her desperate situation.
As the office door opened and the three cleaners walked into her office, Marivie could smell the odor of their unwashed bodies. She could only stare in fear as they walked up to stand in front of her desk. The smell of their breaths was disgusting as she had suspected. It seemed as if they had never brushed their teeth in their lives and the smell that hit her nose was a mixture of stale cheap cigarettes, cheap Tanduay rum, garlic and tooth decay.
The man who seemed to be their leader leaned across the desk, and leering at her, he spoke.
“Eh, miss. We want to see more of those videos. They are the best porn we ever saw, isn’t that right guys?” and he turned to his comrades for confirmation of what he had just said.
The other two men nodded their agreement, and looked expectantly at Marivie.
Marivie swallowed nervously, and finally managed to croak an answer. “What do you want from me? Those videos are private. I…I…I mean I’m not going to show them to you. Please, go away and leave me alone.” And then she burst into tears.
The sight of Marivie crying made the leader of the group walk around the desk as if to comfort her. But instead of comforting her, his face lit up when he saw how she was half undressed under the desk.
“Oh, you’re a nasty girl,” he grinned. “You’ve been very naughty under that desk. So that’s why you were playing those porno videos, eh? You wanted to have something to look at while you got your fingers stuck up inside your cunt, didn’t you?”
And before Marivie could stop him, he had bent over and reached down between her legs to rub his dirty fingers on her cotton panties. Marivie wanted to stop him, to tell him to stop, but the words would not come out. She felt helpless and unable to move.
Then when she felt his dirty, cracked fingernail pulling her panties aside, she knew that she was going to be violated and there was nobody who could help her.
The cleaner’s finger slid easily under the hem of her panties but stopped when he touched her pussy. “Ohhhh,” he whistled. “You’ve really been naughty, you dirty girl. You’re so wet that I think you’ve been rubbing your cunt, haven’t you?”
“Did you do it like this?” he grunted as he suddenly rammed his dirty finger into Marivie’s well-lubricated cunt.
Marivie was shocked at the sudden unexpected intrusion into her most private place, and she gasped was she felt his finger penetrate further inside her. She was shocked, but she was also strangely aroused at being abused and humiliated in this way by this dirty man. It was degrading to be finger fucked by him, but it was also arousing. Marivie struggled to understand the feelings of disgust and arousal that the man’s actions had awoken in her.
Involuntarily, she groaned “Ohhhhhh” which made the man bare his yellowed teeth in a sickening smile.
“Hey you guys, she likes what I’m doing. Come and see.” And he laughed at how Marivie had reacted to his finger fucking.
“Please, noooo….please….” Marivie gasped feebly and without conviction as the other two men came around the desk to see what their leader was doing. When they saw, they also laughed and one of them tugged Marivie’s dress even higher.
“Lets pull down her panties and see what her cunt looks like,” one man suggested, so without discussion, the leader pulled his finger out of Marivie’s cunt and began to tug her panties down.
Marivie squirmed in her seat, but she was helpless to stop them from pulling her panties down to her knees.
“Now stand up,” the leader ordered. And without thinking, Marivie obeyed.
That’s when she felt her panties being pulled down to her ankles and then pulled off completely. Now she was standing with her dress around her waist and no panties to hide her soaking-wet shaved cunt from their horny gaze.
And then she was forced roughly to bend over her desk with her cunt exposed as her legs were pulled roughly apart. Her tits were mashed against the desk and she felt the cold air on her cunt.
Then she heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped, and she felt something else touch her cunt.
