Aspiration for Work Placement at zoo Part 2

It was a really bad day at Zoo for me. How ??? just read it. I was simply blackmailed.

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Continued from previous where we left........................

"They could have torn you to shreds; you were lucky you weren't killed. You know that you are never supposed to enter the enclosure until every single baboon has been counted and secured inside. And what on earth did you think you were doing by propping the gate open? We had absolutely no way to get inside to rescue you. And finally, you were briefed on the zoo’s rules regarding underwear-specifically, what to do when you aren't wearing jeans. I can't even imagine what you were trying to pull; it’s no wonder they got agitated-you know how incredibly keen their sense of smell is."

They were right; it had been explained to me that counting the baboons and sending them back inside was a mandatory step to ensure the enclosure was empty.

The idea of propping the gate open-- as I’ve already mentioned—wasn't mine; but they weren't willing to listen to a word of it. Written by Maitri.

We had also been told that it was best for female staff members to wear jeans. However, if we chose to wear skirts—or if we wore overalls without jeans underneath--the zoo would issue us a special type of 'knickers' (underwear) made of sturdy fabric, featuring elasticized leg openings. They weren't 'sexy' in the slightest; they felt incredibly rough against the skin and were stiflingly hot to wear.

During the summer months, most of the girls simply wore their overalls over their regular bras and panties—because anything else felt unbearably hot. None of us ever actually wore those special knickers provided by the zoo. The reasoning behind those special knickers had been explained to me--quite delicately-during my very first days working at the zoo. They had told us that when working with chimpanzees and certain less aggressive monkeys, these "iron--strong" shorts protected us from any kind of accidental injury.

In short, the keepers stated that I--and I alone—was entirely responsible for everything that had happened to me. They even went so far as to say that I could face legal action for failing to follow safety protocols. They also mentioned that if the two baboons failed to recover from the effects of the tranquilizer, they might have to send a bill for the cost of the animals to my parents. They added that, with this incident now on my permanent record, there was absolutely no chance left for neither me to find employment— neither here nor anywhere else in the world.

I repeatedly expressed how deeply I regretted my mistake and asked if there was anything I could do to rectify the situation. "Well, I suppose you are still young and naive, and you have learned a valuable lesson from your error. Up until this mistake, you showed great promise, and it would be a shame to see such a promising career go to waste. However, if we were to quietly sweep this under the rug—if we chose not to file a report regarding your transgressions—we would all be in serious trouble should anyone ever find out?"

"So, what are you willing to do to make this worth our while?"

It was clear that they were all aroused by what they had just witnessed, and their excitement had only intensified as they examined me.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, how about a little touching and fondling?" one of the men asked.

"I thought that’s exactly what you were just doing to me." Maitri's Production.

"You’re not being very cooperative, are you? Fine--let’s just go file that report right now," he snapped in frustration. "No, don't do that; I'll lie down and let you play with me," I said apologetically. They had already groped my body, so I didn't feel there was any point in making a big fuss about it.

Their hands were all over my body, and soon I began to feel aroused by the touch of the man who was playing with my clit. I lay there with my eyes closed, arching my back upward. It felt wonderful, and I couldn't hide my sensations. Just then, someone lifted my legs up and spread them wide, and I felt something entering my vaginal opening--and it wasn't a finger.

One of the men had lowered his pants and climbed onto the examination couch right beside me. As the tip of his penis slid inside, he drove his hard cock deep into me with a single, powerful thrust.

This was my first experience having sex in this particular position; lying on a comfortable bed, the experience had now begun to feel truly pleasurable. He was a man of about forty five, and physically quite fit; he was in no rush, and his strokes were slow and deep. With every thrust, I would lift my hips to meet him, and each time our bodies collided, I could feel his testicles bumping against my anal opening. I realized I was moaning loudly, while the other man present was caressing my breasts—making futile attempts to squeeze milk from these "oranges" of mine.

The second man climbed up toward the head of the bed and knelt directly above my face; he then extended his cock toward my mouth.

"Come on, sweetheart, kiss it," he said, pressing it firmly against my lips. I opened my mouth hesitantly and sucked on it just as he had instructed. Once again, much like the intercourse itself, this too proved to be quite enjoyable—especially once I got used to it. I felt a fluid oozing from his cock; it tasted almost sweet.

I thought to myself, ‘It doesn't taste like urine, and he surely isn't Cumming yet.’ I had never heard of "pre-cum" before, but that, in reality, is exactly what it was. After every few thrusts, he would drive it deep inside—thrusting it down my throat until I felt myself begin to choke. My second lover was still vigorously rubbing my pussy, and I was responding to his every move. I had timed my breathing so that I would inhale at the precise moment his cock was about to block my windpipe; this allowed him to thrust even deeper inside me. "Oh God, she’s taking my entire cock down her throat! I’ve never seen anyone take it this deep before. I’m about to blow right now—oh God! Ah... ah... Oh Jesus, that was truly incredible. She’s an absolute pro at this," and with those words, he pulled his cock out. Presented By Maitri.

As he was speaking, his cock was actually going even deeper; and when he finally came, I didn't just swallow his cum—it went straight down my throat and into my stomach. The problem was that while he was coming, he kept his cock lodged right inside my throat, and deprived of air, I was on the verge of passing out.

The moment he pulled his cock out, I coughed like a person taking their first breath after nearly drowning. Coming so close to losing consciousness is a strange sensation; although the rest of my body had gone completely limp, my hips continued to thrust up and down on their own--almost as if they were on autopilot. Suddenly, I felt a fluid filling my pussy, and it began to contract violently and uncontrollably. At that very same moment, my other lover was also releasing his fluid deep inside my pussy.

He pulled his cock out and stood there, watching me writhe. The other lover—who until now had merely been fondling my breasts—climbed onto the sofa, lay down beside me, and rolled me over to pull me on top of him. My legs dangled down on either side of his body, and he shifted me into position, seating me right on top of his cock. Grabbing me by the waist, he began to lift me up and down.

He was using my pussy like a masturbation sleeve. Gradually, I regained my senses and took control of the up and down motion myself, ensuring I could take the longest possible strokes without letting him slip out. Someone was fingering my ass; using the sticky cum coating my pussy, he was driving his finger deep inside me. Now he was using two fingers—oh God, that hurt like hell--but within moments, he stopped and pulled his fingers out.

Now what? Was he eager to fuck my ass? No, he wouldn't do that. Ah! But he was. He was forcing his cock into my ass, even while there was already another cock inside my pussy! I felt as though my body were tearing apart. Yet, it seems a woman's body is perhaps built to withstand exactly this kind of torment. My ass had become quite slick with my own juices. Consequently, after a bit of effort, his cock succeeded in breaching my anal sphincter. Now, his cock was halfway inside my ass. It was sliding in quite smoothly—perhaps he was more mature, or simply skilled at anal sex. Within five minutes, the pain began to be matched by an equal measure of pleasure.

That cock was still thrusting deep inside my belly, and I was still moaning in pain. Yet, deep within my core, a tremendous, volcanic sensation was surging, and I could no longer control my body's movements. I was emitting screams, sobs, moans, and various animalistic sounds—so loudly that the other man placed a towel over my mouth to stifle the noise. The climax was drawing near, and all three of us could feel it; both men were thrusting in unison, and their strokes were growing increasingly rapid.

Then, the semen began to flow; I could feel its warmth inside my ass. Along with the semen already present in my pussy, a powerful gush of fluid erupted from deep within my body; this torrent pushed the cock back as it surged outward, spreading across the man's testicles. Suddenly, a violent spasm seized my body, triggering another stream of semen to shoot forth from the other man's cock as well. Then my ass began to spasm, clenching tightly around the second man's cock—as if my pussy were teaching it how to respond. These spasms—the contractions of my ass and pussy—continued long after the man had withdrawn from my rear; by then, my other partner had already pushed me aside. I lay there on the floor, writhing uncontrollably—while the three men watched me, cracking lewd and vulgar jokes.

They cleaned me up and told me to meet them the following evening at 7:00 PM at a place called 'Cross Keys' (a pub located in a nearby village). I did make the promise to him, but I had absolutely no intention of keeping it—and I never did. He handed me a pair of overalls to wear, walked me back to the women's changing room, and left; upon reaching it, he said to me, "See you tomorrow—don't be late. We're going to fuck your ass and pussy hard; we'll take you straight to heaven."

I thought to myself, "Go to hell, you motherfuckers—all of you! You won't ever see me again, and you certainly won't be seeing my ass!"

The changing room was completely empty, as it was just about to strike 7:00 PM. I found my bag of clothes—and as for my panties, they had been right there the whole time. However, being small and scant, they had escaped my notice; they were actually stuck inside the sleeve of my blouse. I quickly got dressed and headed out of the zoo. As I passed by the briefing room, the lights were still on, and I spotted three guys inside. I thought to myself, how nice of them to have waited for me.

As soon as I opened the door, they all stood up, rushed over to me, and asked if I was okay now. I wasn't sure if they had all witnessed my spectacle with the baboons firsthand or had merely heard about it, but they genuinely seemed concerned about me. No one made any crude remarks, nor did anyone try to cast blame on me—unlike the zookeepers had. They asked if I’d like to join them for a drink, or if I’d prefer to head straight home. I was in dire need of a drink, so why not go? Though, my ass was telling me to tread carefully.

"Come on, boys—buy me a drink! I’ve had a hell of a day."

That evening at the pub turned out to be great; we were soon laughing and joking around, and all the events of the day practically faded from my mind. They kept plying me with drinks—pouring them as fast as I could down them. After about an hour, I had really loosened up, and the guys took turns pulling me into the corner of the booth to kiss me. I didn't mind it at all; we were out in the open, and I knew that—right there—kissing was as far as things could go. "You guys finish your drinks and get out of here. And take that slutty girl with you, too. You’re bothering my regulars. This isn't a brothel."

It was the pub owner, and he was furious. The boys finished their drinks and helped me to my feet—by that point, I could barely stand on my own—and then we all piled into the car.

"Where should we take her?" Pete asked.

"Just drop me straight home now; thank you all so much. Tonight was a blast; you have no idea how much I really needed that drink tonight."

"You’re not going home just yet, sweetie; surely you want to show us just how grateful you are?"

From the way they were looking at me, I realized they wanted something more than just a kiss and a hug, so I said, "If you want, on the way home, I’ll let you all kiss me—and you can touch my breasts, too."

"Let's take her to Giles's barn," one of the boys suggested. They all agreed to the idea, and despite my protests, we soon arrived at the door of a deserted barn tucked away in the corner of a field.

I was led inside; there were no lights, and before long, I had their cocks in my hands, stroking them, while they urged me to take them into my mouth. My clothes were being stripped off; one guy was pulling off my blouse, while another was sliding down my skirt. I was definitely going to get fucked, and I figured it would be best to just get it over with as quickly as possible. They laid me down on my back, and just as the first guy was about to enter me, I said:

"If you want to lie on your back, I’ll get on top of you and fuck you; that way, Gary can take my ass at the same time. And Jim can have my mouth."

They were stunned for about two seconds, and then they quickly regained their composure. Soon, we all settled into our respective positions, and I began having sex with gusto once again. The alcohol had completely erased all my inhibitions, and my libido was at its absolute peak.

Although they were all two years older than me, they weren't particularly experienced, and I was the one leading them every step of the way. It’s not that they didn't show me a good time, but they all ejaculated within a matter of seconds—before I could even find my rhythm. By now, almost all of their cocks had been inside my ass—and why shouldn't they have? My ass was certainly getting plenty of practice.

So, I soon got ready for the second round, and they all shifted into different positions. The second time took a bit longer, and I experienced a mild orgasm; but when they all changed places again for the third round of sex, it took longer for me to climax, and I managed to bring my orgasm to a peak once more. It wasn't quite like the orgasm I had experienced at the beginning of the night, but those guys truly seemed like a god-given gift to women.

They dropped me off at home, and I never saw any of them again after that. I never went back to my job at the zoo, and since that day, I haven't even gone anywhere near a zoo; in fact, if I even happen to see a monkey or a langur on TV, I shudder. Both my pussy and my ass clench up involuntarily.

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