Taken by multiple sexters

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I was at the water cooler at work when my phone buzzed. I assume it was my husband Joe, texting me to ask what we would be having for dinner tonight. I looked at the screen. The text did not say what I expected.

‘Hey there Mona you fucking slut. Were you opening your legs for your husband last night? How about you open those legs for all of us in the office and give us a piece of that poontang pie?’

I was shocked. How dare anybody in this place send me a text like this! Who could it be? I checked the number, but it was blocked.

Should I tell the boss? But what could he do if the number was blocked? I would just leave it for just now.

As I sat down at my desk, I received another text. I looked at my phone somewhat warily.

‘Hey you whore. I bet you’d suck the dick of every guy in the office if they all whipped it out. I bet you just love parading around acting hard to get but you’d spread your legs for anything with a cock.’

I looked around the office. Everyone had their head down and was concentrating on their work.

What could be going on? I was up for a promotion so I wondered if this was some kind of campaign to intimidate me and get me out of the office. Whatever it was, I was certainly not keen on getting texts like this all day. I felt like I was being violated.

I was having my lunch when I got the third text.

‘What’s up skank? I bet you’d be up for a gangbang. How would you like to take on every guy in the office and end up with cum dripping out of every hole? Would you like that you dirty cum-loving cunt?”

Right, I’d had enough. A woman had a right to be properly treated in the workplace, and I did not have to put up with this kind of abuse all day.

I went straight to the boss Steve and showed him the texts I had been receiving. He took a few minutes to read through them, raising his eyebrows as he did so.

“Hmm, this is very concerning. We definitely should not tolerate sexism in the workplace.”

“The only thing is, the numbers are blocked”, I said, “so it will be difficult to find out who did this.”

“Leave that to me”, said Steve, “come with me.”

He walked out into the office. I really wasn’t sure what he was about to do.

“Can I have everyone’s attention please?” He said.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at us.

“Mona has been receiving a number of disturbing texts.” He then read them out loud. I felt pretty embarrassed standing there.

“I’m not sure if they were all from one person or not. Would anyone like to own up to sending these disgusting messages?”

Tom stood up.

“Me”, he said with a grin on his face. “I sent her the first one. I bet it made her cunt wet when she read it.”

I could not believe his disrespect.

“Ok”, said Steve, “come up and stand here.”

He was still grinning as he came up, he did not seem in the least bit sorry.

“Anyone else?”

“I sent the second one to this fucking cooz.” It was Peter.

“Ok, come up here. Anyone else?”

“I sent the third one”, said Harry, “the bitch needs to know her place in this office is spreading her legs for anyone who asks.”