Marivie was feeling fed up because her boss had just told her that she would have to stay late at the office to finish a report - and then she became even more annoyed when she realized that she had been left alone as all her colleagues had gone home for the night. The only other people in the office were the cleaners who came at night when the office staff had finished their work for the day and had gone home.
Marivie was 27 years old, single, and from Quezon City in the Philippines, but she worked for a multi-national company in the business district of Makati in Manila. She had started as receptionist with the company 5 years before, but her boss soon recognized that she was smart and that she would be a greater asset to them as a researcher because of her university degree in Business Management. The company was involved in financial services, so there was always a need for up-to-date information about the state of the economy in the Philippines and in a few countries nearby. With her eye for detail, and her well researched and well-presented reports in very good English, Marivie soon became the favorite researcher for a select group of financial analysts.
Marivie’s success was why she often found herself working late when all other employees had left, and that night was no different. Until it wasn’t.
The report she had been working on had finally been finished by 9 o’clock, and Marivie rubbed her tired eyes. Staring at a computer screen for so many hours and focusing so hard on presenting the details of the information her boss needed left her drained of energy. She knew that she ought to leave the office, but she felt so tired that she could almost have fallen asleep at her desk instead of getting up and going home. Actually, home was a small room in a boarding house, so there was no great incentive for Marivie to rush off from the office. Her work kept her so busy that she had little free time, and certainly no time for a boyfriend.
Marivie’s thoughts turned idly to how her life had changed since she graduated from her University 5 years before. At university, Marivie had been a model student achieving top grades in all her courses. However, there had also been time for fun and a full social life. One element of her social life had been her boyfriend. Don was two years older and seemed to Marivie to be much more experienced in life than herself. She often wondered what he saw in her with her typical Filipina looks of round face and slightly snub nose. Marivie knew that she was not viewed as a beauty in the eyes of other Filipinos who preferred women to be tall and with looks inherited from Spanish ancestors. However, her skin was very white in contrast to the typical light brown of so many of her fellow Filipinos, and this was a physical feature that was prized in her society.
With eyes that were almost black in color, and long hair dyed light brown, Marivie projected a professional image in her normal office attire of round necked black dress that reached to mid-thigh, long tan jacket and open toed sandals with a slight heel to make her appear slightly taller than her real height of 153 cm. As well as being short in height, Marivie’s weight was only about 50 kg. Her figure was completed by a 34-28-34 body shape, with her boobs measuring 34B. Full lips emphasized by a carefully applied shade of dark red lipstick contrasted with her white skin, and tasteful earrings rounded off the look that she cultivated in the office. At work, she was known as Ms. Marivie, which demonstrated the respect her colleagues and boss had for her.
What the people she worked with did not know was what she had been like during her time as a student.
Now she was a respectable and respected colleague, but then she had allowed her boyfriend, Don, to teach her about how to enjoy herself without spending any money. Basically, he had taught her to enjoy sex and she had been a fast learner. Sometimes, she felt so horny that she couldn’t wait to meet Don and she just had to go to the bathroom (comfort room or CR in Philippines) and masturbate.
When they were together, they fucked as often as possible and in as many different places as possible. This was not easy because Marivie was living in a female dorm and Don was living at home. What Marivie really liked was risky sex.
Risky sex had two meanings. The first was unprotected sex with the risk of becoming pregnant. Marivie found that the thought of becoming pregnant when Don shot his load of cum deep into her cunt was the push she needed to send her over the edge and cum so long and hard that sometimes Don complained that her cunt was squeezing his sensitive dick so tightly that it was painful.
The second meaning was that Mari got a huge rush of adrenaline when she and Don fucked in a public place where people might have seen them. Places like the disabled toilets in shopping malls or the top floor of a multi-storey car park after work hours, or even in the cemetery at night, although they only fucked there once because it was just too creepy for Marivie to cum.
But all good things, and all great fucks cannot last. Inevitably, Don graduated and joined the military, so their meetings became more sporadic depending on when he could have his requests for leave approved. Finally, Marivie reluctantly accepted that the affair was over, and she settled down to her studies.
The result was that she graduated with a high GPA, so she did not find it difficult to be accepted as a fresh graduate employee of the international financial services company she now worked for.
But no matter how much she had changed outwardly, inside Marivie was still the same needy slut that Don had been able to bring to the surface.
Marivie yawned and stretched after having concentrated on writing the urgent report that her boss had insisted had to be ready for the following morning. It was done to the best of Marivie’s ability, and she was sure that it would be exactly what her boss needed. Meanwhile she felt tired, but she was too lazy to move from her desk.
As she sat there, her mind turned to the time at university with her boyfriend Don. She remembered fondly how they had fucked and she had sucked. The memory made her start to feel horny, and then she remembered that they had made a few videos of their sexual adventures. She had kept those videos as a reminder of how young and reckless they had been, and from time to time she liked to view them again and marvel at the way they could find places to fuck.
On a whim, she opened the hidden folder that she kept on her laptop. There were 5 videos in that folder, selected by her as the most crazy and outrageous of all the ones they had made.
One showed Marivie and Don on the top floor of an almost deserted car park. Marivie was nude and she was kneeling in front of Don and giving him a blowjob. Don was holding her head and thrusting his cock deep into her mouth. Finally, when he started to cum, he pulled out of her mouth and spurted on her face. The video showed Marivie smiling as the cum dripped down her face and her tongue poked out to lick it up.
A second video showed Don pounding Marivie doggy style as she was bent over a bench in a park at night. Anyone could have walked past as they were fucking, but that is the type of risky sex that they liked.
A third showed Marivie lying over Dons lap as he spanked her bare ass. That video was recorded in one of the university classrooms, so it was another example of how they liked to take risks.
Marivie stood up and walked to the office door where she first looked out at the main open plan office and, when she saw nobody, she turned off the lights. Then she closed the door to mute the sound of the office cleaners who came in every night after the working day was finished. Marivie had a small private office which demonstrated how much her employers valued her. There was a desk, her office chair, a filing cabinet and a screen for presentations behind the desk. To the front, there was the door and a medium-sized window that allowed Marivie a view of the general office outside as she sat at her desk facing the window.
Sitting behind the desk, all anyone outside could see was Marivie’s top half, dressed as always in perfect office attire. From the waist down, she was hidden from view by the desk, and that’s where Marivie’s hands became busy as she relived some of her past sex adventures with Don.
After she had turned off the lights and closed the door, Marivie had sat behind her desk and she had unzipped her dress after kicking off her shoes. Then by wriggling and tugging, she had lifted the dress so that it bunched around her waist. This gave her access to her panties. Her fingers rubbed against her pussy through her cotton panties, and she sighed deeply as the memories of being fucked by Don flooded back.
Setting the videos to run on a cycle, Marivie focused on the images on the screen of her laptop, while her fingers pushed her thong aside and explored the lips of her shaven pussy. As she watched herself and Don fucking in several risky places, the fingers of her right hand began to work on her clit more urgently.
Marivie’s breathing became more shallow and soon she could feel herself building up to an orgasm. She slowed down a little to look at the videos that were playing endlessly on her laptop, but soon attacked her clit with even more speed. Without thinking, she raised her left hand and began playing with her right breast. Although she was wearing a bra and an office dress, she was still able to stimulate her nipple which was one of her most sensitive body parts as she and Don had discovered.
As she felt her orgasm beginning to start, Marivie stopped looking at the videos and closed her eyes as she remembered other times she and Don had fucked in public places. The thrill of fucking in a place where they might be discovered heightened the pleasure of the sex, and made both their orgasms explosive.
Finally, Marivie reached that plateau that she had been seeking and she began to cum. She did not stop rubbing her clit or squeezing and pinching her nipple until the waves of pleasure produced by her orgasm had subsided. Finally, she opened her eyes.
And that’s when she saw them.
There were three cleaners standing outside the window and staring into her office. Marivie quickly checked that they could not see under her desk, so they could not possibly have seen what she was doing there. Perhaps they saw her playing with her breast, but she might have been scratching an itch there. At least, that’s what she told herself.
She was sure that they had not seen her masturbating, so why were they still standing at the window and staring into the office? That was the question that was running through Marivie’s mind. Until they left, Marivie knew that she would not be able to pull her dress back down and that she would just have to sit and wait.
The cleaners continued to stare through the window, so Marivie was able to look at them closely for the first time. Of course, she had seen them on the nights like this night when she worked late, but she had never really taken much notice of them or even looked at them closely. But now that she was stuck until they moved away, she was able to see what they looked like.
Not surprisingly, cleaners did not require any qualifications to become a cleaner. The only qualification appeared to be NOT to be clean.
The three men were wearing castoff clothes that did not fit them well. They were unshaven and they looked as if they had not been near a shower in months. Marivie was sure that they would smell so bad and that their breath would stink. She gave a mental shudder at the thought of anyone agreeing to have sex with any one of these three.
Suddenly, Marivie realized that they were not staring at her, but that their eyes were fixed on a spot on the wall behind her. Puzzled, she could not think of what was so interesting that would hold their attention for so long. So, she looked around to see what it was that they could not take their eyes off.
What she saw caused her heart to sink, her mind to race, and her face to blush scarlet.
Somehow, she had forgotten that she had made a presentation that morning, and her laptop was still connected to the screen behind her.
The dirty and ragged cleaners had seen every detail of Marivie’s body and how slutty she had been as they had watched the five videos play in a loop!
Hurriedly, Marivie switched off her laptop which caused the three men to switch their gaze to her.
One turned to the other two and said something, and then he turned to face Marivie and gave her a thumbs up sign with a huge grin on his mouth.
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.
Marivie could have screamed, she could have struggled, she could have tried hitting, biting or scratching the man who had placed her in this humiliating position bent over her desk with her panties off and his dirty finger inserted roughly in her cunt. But she did none of these things. Instead, she obeyed without thinking and allowed her most private parts to be exposed for the cleaners to look at…and to violate.
Marivie had never given much thought about why she blindly followed Don as he encouraged her to have sex in more and more risky places and positions. However, as she lay face down over her own office desk, obeying without protest these cleaners, it dawned on her that she was a submissive – that she wanted to be dominated, to be ordered to obey any or all extreme sexual demands, to be humiliated. In short, to be a sexual plaything for any man who wanted her.
When that realization hit Marivie, she stopped feeling violated and began to look forward to whatever degrading situations the cleaners would force her to submit to. She did not have long to wait as the cleaner who had pulled off her panties and who had inserted his finger roughly into her cunt now stood behind her with his cock in his hand. Marivie did not wait for him to thrust his cock into her, but instead she pushed her ass back against him. She had got so horny watching the videos of herself and Don, that she was desperate to be fucked. She needed to feel a cock inside her, and if that cock belonged to someone who would also humiliate her as well as fucking her, Marivie would be in heaven.
She did not have to wait long before she felt the old cleaner’s cock probe her cunt lips. Lying face down on her desk, her dress around her waist, her tits squashed against the hard surface of the desk, and her face twisted sideways on the desk forcing her to look at the other two cleaners who had moved to the side of the desk in order to get a good view of what their colleague was about to do to her, Marivie felt helpless and humiliated. But she also felt aroused by her porn viewing session and the memories of how she and Don had fucked at every possible moment and in every risky place. Now that arousal was intensified by the fact that she was about to be fucked by a man she would not have glanced twice at if she passed him in the street while his two companions looked on at their own private porn scene.
As Marivie raised her ass and pushed back against the hard cock that was sliding up and down on her slit, a moan of half-pleasure and half-frustration escaped from her open mouth. The cleaner was not in a hurry to plunge his cock into the cunt that was wet and aching for him to do just that, instead he was enjoying taking control of this pretty young woman who would not normally have acknowledged his existence. The feeling of power over her gave him almost as much pleasure as the sensations that he could feel as his dick head slid along her well-lubricated vagina.
“Please, please…don’t make me wait…please…I want you inside me…please fuck me,” begged Marivie, and with one strong thrust, the old cleaner rammed his cock deep into her pulsating cunt.
Marivie gasped as he penetrated her deeply, but she also moaned with the feeling of fullness as his fat cock slid into her. Then she reacted by grinding back against him as he started to slide in and out of her. Suddenly, he paused and Marivie feared that he was about to stop, but instead he pulled his cock almost all the way out and then smacked her ass hard several times before plunging back inside her with increased intensity.
The stinging of her ass from the spanking he had just administered added to the intensity of his fucking made Marivie moan and gasp, letting the three men know how she was enjoying being fucked. Then, a further action by the man pounding her cunt made her cry out in pleasure as he reached forward and roughly pulled her hair in time to the strokes of his cock pulling out before ramming hard into her again.
Pain and pleasure mixed together to make a cocktail of sensations that drove Marivie towards an orgasm. Her breath came in quick pants and she emitted a steady stream of animal noises in reaction to the overload that her nerve ends were experiencing from her reddened ass, her hair roots being tugged savagely, and her cunt being overwhelmed with the fat cock that was almost raping her.
A loud shriek escaped Marivie as her orgasm crashed over her, filling her with sensations that were both intense and so powerful that her whole body jerked as her orgasm continued to pulse throughout her. Involuntarily, her cunt walls gripped the man’s cock tight causing him to feel the sensation of an orgasm rising up from his balls until it finally erupted in a massive flood of sperm deep into Marivie’s unprotected cunt.
Breathing heavily, the cleaner slowly withdrew his deflating cock from Marivie and with a final slap on her ass, he let her know that he had finished with her. Marivie was too exhausted to move, so she continued to lie sprawled on the desk without thinking about the other two men in the room.
But they had not finished with her. Now it was their turn and they were not about to let her off without suffering at their hands.
Lying face down on the desk and spread wide open, Marivie was amazed at her feeling of fulfilment at having been fucked so roughly by the old cleaner. It did not make sense that she should feel satisfied with the way she had been treated so roughly, but she had almost no time to analyze her feelings before she was assaulted by the other cleaners. From how she had reacted to their colleague fucking her, it was obvious to the other two that Marivie would not struggle or complain about whatever they compelled her to do. They were not educated, so they were unaware of the existence of submissive females, but they could see that she had welcomed and enjoyed everything that the first man had done to her.
The younger of the two remaining cleaners soon took up his position behind Marivie and unbuckled his shorts, which he let fall to the floor. Without bothering to free his feet from the shorts, he fumbled with his underwear to allow his erection to escape the confines of the thin material. As soon as he had pulled his cock out of his underwear, he wasted no time in ramming it into Marivie’s exposed cunt, which was still dripping sperm that had been deposited there by her first assailant. Using this cum as a lubricant, he began to fuck Marivie so rapidly that her stomach was banged again and again against the desk. As her body was forced back and forth on the surface of the desk by the rapidity of his fucking, Marivie’s tits were scraped painfully on the desk through the thin fabric of her bra.
He also pulled her head to the side so that her face was mashed against the desk and facing the last cleaner. This was an older man of about 50 years old. He had also dropped his shorts and his underwear, so that his veiny cock head was pointing directly at Marivie’s mouth. He wasted no time in moving closer to the desk and lifted his wrinkled ball sack, ordering Marivie to kiss and lick it. She struggled to do so because of the intense fucking that she was receiving from the rear, but somehow she managed to extend her tongue and start to lick his sweaty balls. The unwashed smell assailed her nostrils, but she inhaled it as if it were an expensive perfume. Then, the man pushed his body closer to her mouth so that it was suddenly filled with his greying pubic hair at the base of his cock. The hair filled her mouth and almost choked her. In fact, some strands of hair came free from his body and she could feel them move backwards on her tongue to irritate her throat.
However, she did not have time to think about what he was doing because of the sudden flood of cum that filled her cunt for the second time in a few minutes. At the same time, the older man pulled back slightly from her mouth, and pulling back his foreskin, he urged her to suck his pulsing purple cock head. While the smell of sweat from his balls had been unpleasant but bearable, the smell that escaped from his exposed cock almost caused Marivie to gag. She could see that there was a whitish secretion around the base of his cock head that was the cause of the foul smell that she had to breathe in through her open mouth.
The smell was not the worst that she had to endure, as he grabbed her hair and pushed his dirty cock into her mouth. The taste on her tongue was like rancid cheese, and along with the pubic hairs that were irritating her throat, Marivie thought that she might vomit, especially as the man thrust his cock deeper into her mouth.
The cleaner sensed that she might vomit, so he warned her not to. “If you dare to throw up on my cock, I swear that I’ll hurt you so bad that it will take weeks for you to recover. I’ll cut off your nipples with a rusty razor blade, so just hold on until I’m done with you.”
The thought of having her nipples cut off almost made Marivie faint, so she focused her mind on the feeling of the cum that was flowing freely from her cunt and running down her legs. Somehow, she managed to resist the urge to vomit, and fortunately, it did not take long before the older man finished fucking her mouth and deposited his sperm deep into her throat.
“Now, swallow,” he ordered, and Marivie obeyed without hesitation so that her stomach received the mixture of cum, the smelly secretion from his cock and pubic hair all mixed together.
Exhausted, Marivie lay face down, ass and cunt raised and exposed, dress pulled up around her waist, tits aching from being pulled back and forth on the desk, nose still filled with the disgusting smells she had been exposed to, and tried to make sense of what had just happened to her.
However, the main thought that she had was that she deserved to be treated like this – and she desired more.
When the cleaners had finished using Marivie for their sexual pleasure, they compounded her embarrassment by laughing and making rude comments about her appearance. Marivie knew that she was a mess, with her dress pushed up around her waist, her normally immaculate hair streaked with spit from the mouth of the cleaner who had fucked her mouth, cum was dripping down her legs from her ravaged cunt, but to hear the foul language used by the cleaner as they described how degraded she looked made her blush and cringe. She just wanted the earth to open up and swallow her. She just wanted to be left alone. She just wanted the dirty and foul-mouthed cleaners to go.
But she also wanted them to continue abusing her body and her feelings.
Although this was what Marivie secretly longed for, she was afraid to let the cleaners know how their treatment of her had satisfied long-repressed desires. However, she need not have worried because what she did not know was that while she was sucking the cock of the last cleaner, the first man who had fucked her had turned on the camera on his mobile phone and he had videoed her face including close-ups of how she had licked his sweaty balls and then her expression of disgust as she smelled the foul secretions that became visible as he pulled back his foreskin.
The cleaners left the office, and left Marivie to adjust her clothes and try to make herself look normal as she prepared to leave the office and go home. Home was the house where she had been born and raised by her parents. Her 2 brothers had left when they married and started their own families, and later both her mother and then her father had died. So, Marivie was alone in a 3-bedroom house that was really too big for her needs. However, she could not bear the thought of selling the house because of the memories that it held for her.
Her mind was still reeling from the physical, sexual and verbal abuse she had just received from the trio of cleaners, so she was unaware of the fact that it was obvious that she had just been fucked because she reeked of sex from the cum that continued to ooze from her well-fucked cunt, her dress was stained with cum and spit, and her hair was still messy. Marivie was unaware, but the toda driver she approached to drive her home in his tuktuk tricycle was only too aware of how she looked and smelled. His eyes lit up when he realized that she was half-dazed and not fully conscious. This driver was typical of so many tuktuk tricycle drivers in Manila. He had long greasy hair, he was unshaven, he smelled of cigarette smoke and sweat, and he was dressed in a stained T-shirt and shorts and flipflop plastic sandals. In short, he was someone who Marivie would not have taken any notice of until that evening.
When she mumbled the address of her house, he nodded casually and was about to start the tricycle engine when he noticed that Marivie was finding it difficult to climb into the passenger seat. So, he walked behind her and helped her to enter. However, instead of taking her arm to help her enter, he placed one hand on her ass and the other around her middle just underneath her boobs. Then he pushed and lifted at the same time. Marivie felt herself being raised off the ground and propelled into the passenger seat, but she also felt the toda driver’s hands moving around and squeezing her ass and the bottom of her boobs.
When she didn’t protest at him groping her, the driver became even bolder in his actions. Marivie sat down and, in doing so, trapped his hand under her ass. The driver could not remove his hand, but he was able to shift the hand that was groping her boobs to her legs where her dress had ridden up. Unconsciously, Marivie opened her legs which allowed the driver to slide his grimy hand up between her legs and begin to probe her sopping wet cunt.
Marivie had not yet recovered from being assaulted by the three cleaners, and she was still mentally in a state of submission to whatever a man or men wanted to do to use her body. The toda driver was delighted at having found a female passenger who made no protest as he roughly probed her cunt with his finger, and then wriggled his other hand so that he could force a finger into her ass. She was now impaled on his fingers which were dirty and with ragged fingernails.
The toda driver looked around furtively and reluctantly withdrew his fingers from Marivie’s ass and cunt because they were in a public place and he could see that there were other customers looking for a toda to ride home. He was horny, but not so horny that he dared to risk being accosted by a passerby or even worse by a policeman. So, he roughly pulled Marivie’s dress down and slid into the driver’s seat. Then he started the engine and drove off into the evening traffic.
The jolting of the toda as the driver stopped and started abruptly in the heavy traffic of Makati roused Marivie from her stupor. She only vaguely recollected that the driver had done something that he shouldn’t have, but she was too tired to try to remember what exactly had happened. Instead, she let her mind return to the events of the evening in her office. She knew that she should have been repulsed by what had taken place, but deep down she rejoiced at having been used in such a casual manner by those vile men.
The memory of being forced to suck a cock smelling like rancid cheese and of being fucked twice while being held face down on her desk made her feel disgusted yet enthralled. And these mixed feelings continued to play through Marivie’s mind until the toda turned into the side street where she lived. The house that Marivie’s parents had bought was at the end of the street and set back from the road with a 10-meter long garden in front. This garden was more like a smallholding than a city garden as her father had planted fruit trees and banana plants, and after his death Marivie had let it grow wild. The garden was now overgrown and almost hid the house from view of the neighbors.
That is why there were no witnesses to how the toda driver helped Marivie to alight from the tricycle and half carry her to her house. Marivie was thankful for the arm that supported her and helped her to walk to the front door. The fact that a hand also cupped her breast seemed almost natural after what had occurred at her office. At the door, Marivie fumbled in her handbag for money to pay the driver and also for the key to the door. She was trying to hold the bag, take some notes out and also look for the key, but in her exhausted and confused state she was unable to juggle these items successfully.
So, when the toda driver took the key to the door from her, she did not protest, but instead allowed him to insert the key in the lock and open the door for her. Then, he helped her to enter the house and he steered her into the living room where she collapsed on the couch. She did not notice that the driver had left the house even though she was still clutching the money for his fare in her hand.
However, the driver was not leaving without payment. His aim was to return to his tricycle and move it off the road into the garden where it would be concealed from view of any curious neighbor. Having done this to his satisfaction, he returned to the house and, after closing the front door behind him, he locked it with the key which he put into a pocket of his stained shorts.
In her dazed state, Marivie barely registered that the front door had been closed and locked. With eyes closed, she mentally replayed the events of the abuse she had suffered by the cleaners in her office. While she felt violated, she also felt fulfilled at having been used so roughly by those disgusting men. Almost subconsciously as she remembered how she had been forced to suck that foul smelling cock, her right hand lifted her dress and, sliding her hand into her panties, she began to rub her pussy. Her fingers were soon covered in her own secretions as well as cum left by the two men who had fucked her.
That was the sight that the toda driver saw as he entered the living room again. He knew that he would be able to fuck this slutty young woman without any protest on her part. Her appearance of being recently fucked when she approached his tricycle, her lack of protest when he groped her cunt and ass, and now the way that she was steadily rubbing her pussy all combined to assure him that he could do anything he wanted to her.
His cock twitched as he watched Marivie rub herself with her eyes half-closed. He could see that she was approaching an orgasm as he could hear her breath quicken and her hand rubbed her clit furiously. Then, Marivie groaned and grunted as her orgasm caused her body to lift off the sofa she was lying on, sprawled with legs spread wide. That was enough encouragement for the toda driver to move to stand in front of Marivie and kick off his worn sandals before pulling down his shorts. His underwear followed rapidly and he faced Marivie with an erect cock that his dirty hand stroked to complete hardness.
The driver bent down and tugged at Marivie’s panties trying to take them off. Obediently, Marivie raised her ass slightly, allowing him to pull the soaked panties down and slide them off. Then he grasped each ankle and raised her legs into the air and draped each one over a shoulder. His throbbing cock head was perfectly positioned to thrust into her well-lubricated cunt and he did not hesitate to plunge inside her roughly, with the cum of the cleaners and her natural juices from masturbating assisting him to bury his cock deeply inside her.
Marivie was vaguely aware that she was being fucked, but it also felt like a memory of being fucked by the cleaners. She thrust back against the driver and moaned as she felt him reach down to squeeze her tits through her dress. The sensory overload was too much for her brain to cope with rationally, so she surrendered to the hard fucking and the rough mauling of her tits that she was subjected to.
Although she had already cum a few minutes before, Marivie soon built to another climax and as she orgasmed, her cunt gripped the driver’s cock tight which caused him to explode inside her, flooding her already leaking cunt with another blast of sperm to mingle with the cum deposited by the two cleaners.
The toda driver pulled his cock out of Marivie’s dripping cunt and, on an impulse, grabbed her long hair and used it to wipe himself clean. Then he pulled up his shorts and debated what he should do next. He looked at Marivie sprawled on the sofa with her legs akimbo and the fluids from her cunt staining the cushion she was lying on. He decided that the best thing was to leave her there and go back to work, but that he would lock the front door and keep the key so that he would be able to let himself in again when he had finished his day’s work. The thought of being able to fuck this young girl again made him almost decide not to return to work, but knowing that he had the key to her house he first reluctantly left and retrieved his toda from where he had hidden it among the foliage in the overgrown garden.
Several hours later, the number of people who might need a toda for a short ride had dwindled to a mere trickle, so the driver decided that he had earned enough for the day. He drove his toda to Marivie’s street again, but this time he cut the engine before he reached her house at the end of the cul-de-sac and let it freewheel silently, so that he would not arouse the curiosity of some nosy neighbor. Again he hid his toda among the plants in the overgrown garden, and walked eagerly towards Marivie’s house.
When he unlocked the door and entered, the house was dark and quiet. The jacket he had thrown on the floor was still there. He listened for any sounds, but he could not hear anything, so he walked silently into the living room where he had left Marivie. Not surprisingly, Marivie was not still lying on the sofa. So, he walked to the nearest door which was open and standing in the doorway, he listened and heard the sound of soft breathing. Not knowing if there might be someone else in the house, but taking a chance as the front door had still been locked when he entered, he advanced into the bedroom.
By then, his eyes had become accustomed to the darkness and he could make out a form lying on the bed. At first, he was uncertain if it was the woman he had fucked so roughly a few hours before, but then he smelled the reek of sex that permeated the bedroom and he knew that it was indeed her.
The realization emboldened him to penetrate further into the room and check that his assumption was correct. From the moonlight that illuminated the bedroom, he saw that Marivie was lying on top of the bed covers still wearing the dress she had on when he left.
It was obvious that Marivie had managed to drag herself from the sofa in the living room as far as the bedroom, but that she didn’t have the strength to take off her clothes and clean herself up after having been used and abused by the cleaners and the toda driver. It was also obvious from the smell of sex that she had both masturbated and that cum had leaked from her cunt onto the bed cover.
The smell aroused the toda driver and without hesitation he walked over to the bed. There, he dropped his dirty shorts for the second time that day and climbed onto the bed, forcing Marivie’s legs apart. Marivie sighed in her sleep and, as if in a dream, she spread her legs as far apart as she could. In fact, Marivie was dreaming about her encounter with the cleaners, so she responded willingly to having her legs forced apart and moaned as she felt the driver’s knees lift her legs enough to allow him to position his cock at her aching cunt.
And for the second time that day, the driver fucked Marivie and squirted his sperm deep into her needy cunt. Then, exhausted, he rolled off her and fell asleep.
When the sun rose in the morning, the light hitting her eyelids caused Marivie to wake. She sat up groggily and after rubbing her eyes she looked around while trying to recall the events of the previous night. As she swung out of bed to go to the bathroom, she suddenly caught sight of the sleeping toda driver. Her first instinct was to reach for her phone and call the police, but then she vaguely remembered coming home in a toda. And she had an even more vague memory of being helped to enter her house. But after that, she had no idea what had happened.
However, she saw that the driver was naked from the waist down and that the dress she was still wearing seemed to be stained with secretions that were suspiciously like dried cum.
“Did he fuck me last night?” Marivie asked herself silently. Then the memory of what the three cleaners had subjected her to suddenly flooded her consciousness.
“Oh,” she gasped aloud as she remembered those disgusting men using and abusing her. And that gasp was what caused the driver to wake up.
He looked at Marisa and smiled showing his stained and yellow teeth.
“Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?”
Marivie was so taken aback at being asked such a question by this man that she was unable to answer apart from nodding in reply.
“Good,” the driver replied to her affirmative gesture. He had been afraid that Marivie might scream or call the police when she saw him, but now he felt confident that he could continue to use her as he had done the day before.
“Now, there is something I want you to do.”
Instead of telling him to get out or threatening him with the police, as if under a spell or in a trance, Marivie simply replied “what?”
The driver took a deep breath, not knowing if he was about to take a step too far. “I want you to lick my balls and suck my cock.”
Marivie was silent after he made his request, but then she moved to the side of the bed where the driver was lying and knelt down.
Her long hair fell forward as she bent down to comply with this request as if it was her normal routine to give a strange man a blowjob first thing in the morning.
She began by smelling the sweat and smell of sex that arose from his genitals and then began to lick carefully around his balls. The taste of sweat and salt make her feel slightly nauseous, but she persevered with the task. By then, the driver’s cock was fully erect and she slowly licked along the length of his shaft from his balls to the tip. With her right hand she gently pulled back his foreskin and opening her lips she sucked on the tip which was already leaking precum. And then she began to suck him like a whore who had sucked thousands of cocks in her life. Her technique of sucking, licking and blowing was too much for the driver to hold back and after only a few minutes he began to erupt in an orgasm. His cum spurted on Marivie’s nude body and covered her face and tits.
“Did you like that?” she asked with a smile as cum dripped into her mouth.
Now it was the driver’s turn to be unable to speak, and only nod his agreement.
Marivie felt that she had suddenly been liberated from all the conventional admonishments of her dead parents as she was growing up. In this house, in this her childhood bedroom, she had often been told to be careful, to be a good girl, to be ladylike, in other words, to be a pure virginal girl until she married. Of course, she had rebelled when she was with Don, but that had been so long before this moment that she needed the videos to remember the things they had done. But now, what she had just done showed her that she was free to explore her slutty and needy true nature. And she decided at that moment that she would not stop until she had satisfied every desire, explored every dark thought, been used and abused by strangers – and the more despicable those strangers were, the more she would obey and serve them.
Marivie realized that her journey into depravity and degradation was just beginning, and she could hardly wait to see how it would unfold.