If only he could find a way out of this trap, but it was utterly hopeless.If only he could find a way out of this trap, but it was utterly hopeless. In the morning he woke early but he dawdled over breakfast. He delayed going to work for as long as possible, but eventually the time came when he had to leave. Carol, Marie and Louise were all at their desks when he arrived. "How was your Saturday, Tom?" Marie chided. Tom blushed and sat at his desk. As he reached into his drawer to get a pencil he found one of the photographs of him taken on Saturday, on his back in the playpen. He winced when he saw the degrading baby bonnet on his head. His knees were lifted up and spread wide and he was masturbating with one hand and holding a nippled bottle with the other. His asshole was completely visible beneath his shaved crotch and a young hand could be seen holding onto one of his feet. "Looks like Linda had a pretty good time. I can't wait till it's my turn" she giggled mischievously. Louise didn't know what was going on but she suspected that the two younger women had been with Tom over the weekend. Most of the day was as normal as could be expected. Mrs. Peterson arrrived at 9:00 and went out to visit a client just before lunch. Tom's nervousness caused him to make a couple of errors and Louise took the opportunity to pull him by the ear into Mrs. Peterson's office. She stripped and spanked him, this time in full view of the younger women. She made him crawl around the office naked on his hands and knees for a half hour while they answered phones and conducted business. |