“We received 36 offers for your house,” the realtor said. “The highest offer is for forty thousand over your asking price. The second highest is twenty thousand over, but they are willing to pay cash which means we can close in a day if you want.”

“Holy shit,” I said. “I knew it was a seller’s market but this is crazy.”

“I also want to draw your attention to three more offers that are a bit more unconventional,” the realtor said. She passed me a portrait photo of an attractive blonde woman. It looked like a boudoir shot. The woman was wearing a red negligee with matching red lipstick. There was a knowing look in her eye that promised dirty things.

“This offer is ten thousand over your asking price, but it includes a one time offer of oral sex performed by the wife of the purchasing couple. Their offer includes the invitation to ejaculate in her mouth, on her face or on her breasts.”

I stared at my realtor. I didn’t think she had this dirty of a sense of humor. Her deadpan delivery was perfect.

“Is this for real?” I asked.

My realtor nodded. “Like I said, it is a very competitive market.”

“What the fuck are the other offers?”

The realtor passed me a set of small Polaroid pictures. They featured a black woman completely nude on a bed. She had lovely small breasts and a rather large bush of black hair. The things she was doing to a dildo was anatomically impressive.

“This offer comes from a couple who will be moving in with their adult daughter,” the realtor said. “The offer is for the asking price, but they are including the free use of their daughter for one day a month for twelve months, along with a lifetime subscription to the woman’s OnlyFans. Apparently, the daughter is in the top point six percent of content providers.”

I licked my lips. One photo showed incredible flexibility with her legs. “What does free use mean?”

“It simply means you can engage in sexual activity at your discretion. Though I do want to emphasize that it only applies for one day a month.”

“And there is a third offer?”

The realtor turned her laptop around to face me. There was a video of a curvy redhead wearing nothing but a leather collar around her neck. She was bent over a bench, sucking a masked man’s cock while a masked woman spanked her from behind.

“This offer is for ten thousand less than the asking price, but it includes the gift of a submissive woman who will be willing to live with you. The buying couple trains submissives for a living and this one owes them a personal favor of some sort. You will have full responsibility and use of their submissive for a three-year period with the exception of a two-week period during the Christmas holidays.”

I watched the video and took note of the attractive way the redhead wriggled within her restraints.

“Oh wow,” I whispered. “I see what you mean by a seller’s market.”

“Do you need time to consider which offer you want to accept?”

I looked at the photos in front of me. My mind went back to the highest offer that seemed so boring and dull in retrospect. The portrait with the blonde stared up at me, inviting me to ruin her makeup. The pictures of the black woman tempted me with sexual gymnastics. On the video, the redhead submitted to more debauchery. All the while, I weighed the temptations with the offset in purchasing price. There were my own expenses to consider.

“No need,” I replied. “I know which offer I am taking.”

Michael hated this part of the cleaning. He was tilted back at a fifty-degree angle with a bright light in his eyes. The plastic sunglasses the dental hygienist gave him blocked most of the light but the glasses sat uncomfortably against his nose. His mouth was wide open as the dental hygienist scrapped his teeth with a small metal tool. It felt like the sharp tool would poke his gums at any second.

“I have got to start flossing more,” Michael thought.

On the upside, Michael’s pants were open and a cute redhead had his erection in her warm mouth. Spit dribbled from her mouth and soaked his balls. A nimble tongue made slow circles around his dick.

The second woman didn’t wear the green scrubs that the hygienist did. She wore a fuzzy sweater pulled up so Michael could fondle her small breast with his right hand. He wasn’t sure, but he thought he saw her working at the receptionist desk earlier.

“Have a little bit of buildup right here,” the hygienist said. Michael felt her poke the back of his lower front teeth. “Make sure you don’t skip brushing here.”

“Ar-aih,” Michael said with his mouth open.

The redhead closed her lips around his dick. Her head bobbed up and down. She went nice and slow, letting him savor the moment.

The blowjob was unexpected but apparently it was part of the new medical plan. Michael was annoyed when his wife, Victoria, wanted to pay extra for Purple Cross and Pink Shield when Michael’s employers were more than happy to pay for the entirety of Gamma Medical, but holy shit, was he glad that he gave in. Victoria was right: you get what you paid for.

“Almost done,” the hygienist said.

“Take your time,” Michael thought. The redhead flicked her tongue against the tip of Michael’s dick. Could he come before the cleaning was done? Was climaxing guaranteed? He really needed to read the insurance policy when he got home.

It wasn’t completely dark in the closet. That was a common misconception among the employees. There was a small flashlight that was positioned to point at the inside of the closet door. When the door opened, the light turned off.

Alexis knew it was there. She spent half of her work day sitting in this closet. Leather cuffs held her hands and ankles to the arms and legs of the thick wooden chair. A slender, but powerful, vibrator was inside her shaved pussy. A thick and mercifully shallow plug was in her ass. A large ring-gag held her mouth open but gave her something to bite down. Come dried on her face, tits and pussy lips. Bound, stuffed and occasionally stimulated with the vibrator that randomly roared to life, Alexis didn’t have much else to do but look at where the flashlight shined.

There was a sign-in sheet on the back of the closet wall. The flashlight illuminated it perfectly. Listed on the sheet were the fellow employees that made use of Alexis. They signed their names, the date, and the time they used her. Last on the entry line was a space for deposits. Management always wanted to know where people shot their loads on the closet slut.

The sign-in sheet was almost full. The last person to fill the sheet is responsible for replacing it with a blank one. Alexis was responsible for manually entering the data on the sheet into the company’s computer system. What happened to the data after that, she wasn’t sure.

Alexis read the sign-in sheet today for the hundredth time. An hour ago, Martin has deposited his seed on her tits. The sheet didn’t describe how he had vigorously fucked her mouth through the ring-gag or how he pressed his cock into her hard nipple as he ejaculated.

Stephen had signed in ten minutes earlier. He was always quick, even though he rarely used her mouth. The young man was content to jack his cock in front of her while pinching her nose. The sheet recorded his deposit on her hair.

Thirty minutes before him, John had signed in. Alexis could still feel the way he twisted her hair as he fucked her mouth. He had called her so many filthy names that she struggled to remember them all. The sheet listed his deposit as in her mouth, but a more accurate description would be deep down her throat.

The vibrator buzzes inside her. Alexis quivered and threw her head back. One day she really needed to find out who was activating the toy. Was it one of the VP’s? Or maybe someone in HR? Myshelle, the afternoon closet slut, said that she heard that the vibrator was activated by a program that monitored certain company-wide benchmarks, but Alexis hoped that wasn’t true. She wanted her pleasure to come from a person, even if she never saw them.

The buzzing ended too soon. Alexis moaned in perpetual frustration. The seat of the chair was soaked with her juices. Employees were allowed to play with her vibrator but they almost never did. She would have to wait until her shift was over to stroke herself to a well-deserved orgasm.

The light switched off. Alexis sat up straight. There was a crack of light that filled the closet as the door was opened.

Alexis waited impatiently as another employee signed in.

Commander, sentries report that all is quiet. The enemy is too cowardly to attack and are content to hide in their bunkers. Our forces are refueling and will be ready to attack again in six hours.

Now that we have this brief rest period, there is an issue I would like to bring to your attention. As your executive officer, I have noticed that you are showing signs of fatigue, irritability and a lack of focus. My professional opinion is that you are working too hard and have not made use of the recreational time afforded to yourself. It is my recommendation that you relive your tension by engaging in immediate sexual activity.

Yes, Commander, I am well aware of your reluctance to make use of the regular whores that have been assigned to our forces. Your tastes are too refined to use such common women and quite frankly, the women currently serving are a fatigued themselves. You deserve superior attention.

My recommendation, Commander, is that you allow me to serve your sexual needs. I am a loyal officer and it would be a privilege to perform this duty for my superior officer. Do you accept my service?

Excellent. I am happy to be able to assist, Commander. May I suggest that I remove my uniform and expose my breasts? I have noticed that you often admire my cleavage during briefings. Nature has blessed me with large natural breasts and sensitive large nipples. If you wish, I could lubricate your organ and then press my breasts around it until you achieve release.

Ah, I understand if you wish to simply grope them for the time being, Commander. Feel free to squeeze as hard as you wish. They are yours to do with as you please.

In the meantime, might I also recommend the use of my mouth, Commander? I have very little gag reflex and medical officers have assessed that I produce a large amount of saliva. It is my opinion that I could easily take your entire organ into my mouth with no difficulty. If you wish, I could swallow your seed upon ejaculation. If you wish to instead deposit it on my face, or somewhere else of your choosing, feel free to command it.

My cunt is also at your service, Commander. As you can see, I have kept the pubic bush neatly trimmed for your inspection. Lubrication will not be a problem as I have long found your strict sense of duty to be quite arousing. Previous lovers have commented that the grip of my cunt is tighter than a man’s hand and I would be pleased to demonstrate this for you.

Finally, I would like to offer you the use of my ass, Commander. I admit that I have little experience in this area but I am ready to serve under your direction. No doubt, an organ of your magnitude will inflict great pain upon my unprepared opening, but it is a pain I am willing to endure.

Have you made your decision, Commander? Oh, you wish to use my mouth, my cunt and my ass?

I see. Very well.

Let’s begin.