Kronii caught you, in the iron grip of a cruel lioness. You didn't know what you were expecting when your new boss summoned you to her office. She was an older business woman from Japan, still beautiful with flowing grey hair, but on the cusp of menopause. That might have explained her intense horniness.
Your cheeks were flushed, you felt violated. The woman's long fingers playing with your bare nipples. Her tongue running down the back of your neck and nape.
Kronii strutted forward, her black heels clacking on the floor as she ran forward to save you.
Botan swings you around, planting your face on the glass table.
"Botan-san! This is workplace harassment!"Kronii tries to protest, even as Botan tore out your belt and pulled your pants down.
The woman was immensely strong, her arms locked around your yours as she swung around. Kronii covered her face in embarrassment as she saw the girth of your cock.
"Kronii-san, might you be a dear and assist me? Anon-san has been a very productive worker. Give him a reward." You gasp out as you feel the nylon texture of her leg going between your thighs and caressing your balls.
You wanted to plead with Kronii-san to get help, but the heated and mystified expression on her face told you it was a lost cause.
Kronii knelt, literally. She cupped your shaft around her smooth and cold hands. You bite your tongue as you feel the wet sensation of her saliva slathering your dick, you screech as your body trembles against your will. Kronii eagerly sucking you off like the office slut she really was.
Botan laughed, intocixated over her power. She turns your crying face towards her. She shoves her tongue into your mouth, it was a strong and long muscle. It felt like someone was inserting a dildo there.
You were powerless, coaxed into sexual orgasm against your will.
No one would believe your tale.
Your only recourse was to cry yourself to sleep every nice.