Equality of outcum

The next few weeks were bliss to Elke. With her new incentives she got to cum every day. Every man gave her 5 stars. Her milk production went up rapidly which made the away team happy. With the new accurate measurement tools she managed to predict her milk production to perfection meaning no more punishments. The last of the welts was slowly fading away leaving her arse smooth and unblemished for the first time since physical punishments began. Dave was happy as clam believing that her new acceptance of and confidence in her abilities was finally proof the his hypnosis skills was improving. Marius was happy as he could now easily account for all the performance metrics. Charlie was spending more time with the away team working on technology. 

Of course not everyone was happy. Klaus seemed to not only enjoy administering punishment but also the lasting effects. He seemed to view the welts on her arse as part of her dresscode. A piece of artistry/style that immensely pleased him. 

Most of all, Angie was miserable. Being knocked off her pedestal and ordered around did not sit well with her. Rather than feeling mastery over Elke and enjoying her downfall she was feeling pangs of jealousy towards her. Like she was loosing to her again in some strange way. Finally, desperately needing to assert herself again she started to tighten the rules again.

First she started small, convincing the committee of minor adjustments. Sure fifty stars was more fair on Elke, but that meant that some employees were perpetually overlooked. Every employee had to get a fair turn. So both names and stars were collected on her chest. No man or woman could add more stars before everyone had a turn. That meant that Elke had to travel to all the sites. The company now spanning London and New York.  The away team split between San Francisco, Berlin and London, which meant that she had to fly to 4 different destinations every month. Rather than being mortified Elke took this in her stride. She loved to travel and she was being treated like a queen every time she visited a new site. This made Angie even more annoyed.

Angie however, was both patient and persistent. She bided her time. When Elke finally achieved her world record  the away team stayed interested. But over time their interest gradually faded. When Elke finally produced 8 litters of milk a day their interest in the day-to-day running of the company assets dwindled. Seizing the opportunity she convinced the committee that every fuck cannot possible be 5 stars. First there were just some guidance notes to ask everyone to raise their standards. The odd four star review rolled in. Finally, not being able to stand it, Angie tightened the guidance. At an all-hand company call she spelled it out. 

“A simple blow job, no matter how excellently done, is not a five star performance for an all purpose slut. A simple pussy fuck, missionary or otherwise is not a a five star performance. An ass fuck, is not a five star performance. How many stars do you get for those? One! Those are one star services. A good slut should entertain you with all her holes! A blowjob and pussy fuck. Maximum two stars. If they were done well and enthusiastically. Using all three holes, that is three stars. Three stars should be considered average. So what do you have to do for four stars? Four stars mean all of the above, plus cumming twice. In two different holes. Four stars are exceptional performance. And thus we should only see these about 20% of the time. Five stars? Five stars means coming in all three holes. That is what 5 stars mean. It should be extremely rare. Any questions?”

“What if you don’t cum at all?’ Anonymous from the audience.

“That is a serious violation. If she cannot make you cum, that is not merely a zero star performance, that calls for more practice. Firstly, the quota for the current session will be raised by 5 more stars. Secondly the employee and the slut will attend couples counselling with Dave to get to the root of the issue.”

After this final declaration life became harder yet again. Elke had to spend more time with every man. Be more enthusiastic and creative. At first she thought that would be easy but quickly she learned some men did not want to fuck every hole. Some men didn’t like anal at all and few men were multi-orgasmic.  She had to fuck more than 16 men to get her stars and fuck them well. It was exhausting.

Angie, however, was not done. The humiliations of the last few months drove her perniciousness to new levels. Attending one of Elke’s self organised gang bangs one evening, Elke was surprised when Angie got involved. Just when the man in her mouth was about to finish Angie approached, fished his dick out of her mouth and swallowed his come. Both Elke and the man were equally surprised. The whole room noticed this new development. Angie just did something so out of character, so incredibly slutty. Still Angie celebrated victory. Elke would not cum as she was hoping after this session, in fact she now had to go and earn another 5 more stars. Plus a session with Dave. The look of disappointment on Elke’s face would forever be one of Angie's most precious memories.

After this event the office rumour mill really kicked into motion. Angie got an invitation to every event. “Is it just me or has her skirts become shorter and shorter over time?” “Is there a little more bulge in that top?” “Is she a little more flirty than usual?” “I swear her lips are fuller”

So drunk on power was Angie that she didn’t notice. Being confronted with so much sex, specifically with Elke at the centre of it, made her more and more horny. Maybe it was all the pheromones, maybe it was in her competitive nature, or maybe it was a testament to her extreme vindictiveness. For whatever reason, after one especially hard week for Elke, where she had to fuck 20 men for a measly 40 stars, Angie was ready to pounce again. Not having cum for over 3 days Elke was beyond herself with need. She organised a big gang bang with 4 men and she is going to earn her remaining 10 stars in one session. The session started well, 4 men orbited around her sharing every hole. When done they had time to recover as another took their place before they could work themselves up for seconds. Three men already cummed. That is 9 stars in the bag. Elke was relishing the fourth getting ready to cum like there was no tomorrow. She was very aware of Angie's presence so purposefully orchestrated proceedings so the final man would cum in her arse, assuming Angie would never stoop that low. Angie was wrestling with the same thoughts for some time. When the moment came Angie moved without thinking. She pushed her face next to Elke's butt, mouth open and inviting. “Don't give your cum to this slut. Give it to me. I’ll make it so much better for you!”

The man hesitated for a moment, before taking his dick and slamming it into Angie's face. The musk of Elke arse was revolting, the dick tasted horrible, but Elke’s cries of disappointment more than made up for it. As the man shot stream after stream of hot cum in Angie’s mouth she swallowed every drop. In theory, all she had to do was prevent the man from cumming in Elke. That was all it would take to trigger the penalty. Elke fucked a man and was unable to make him cum. But for Angie this was the ultimate power trip. Clearly the problem was not the man. All he needed was a better woman. And Angie took to the role with enthusiasm.

Elke was physically shaking. She seemed to be experiencing every possible emotion at once. Raw, seething anger at Angie. The frustration of riding down a ruined orgasm. Despair at having to earn another 6 stars. Exhaustion. A touch of humiliation of not satisfying a man. She looked around the room. Three of the men were already recovering, partly due to Angie’s antics. If she could coach another round out of all of them that would get her four stars. If one or two was up for a third round she could still salvage the situation. She was still horny and the aching need that built up over 3 days was driving her crazy.

Unfortunately all eyes were on Angie and the power went straight to her head. She was the better woman. She made a show of sexily undressing, teasing the men, inviting. She had their attention and she was keeping it. Bemused Elke watched as Angie enthusiastically went to town on four cocks. Her transformation from untouchable, aloof professional to very touchable experienced whore was meteoric. And she was loving it. Seeing Elke sitting deflated, alone in the room deprived of all the attention was the sweetest revenge she could imagine.

In truth, Angie was not the “better” woman. Specifically not for this situation. Elke has been sculpted over the years into the perfect male fantasy and she had support and resources most people could only dream of. What Angie did not realise was that all she had going for her was the surprise factor. Novelty. A bit of danger. Adventure. She was not experienced, that much was evident. That added to the allure, but Elke knew that would not last. She almost felt a touch of sadness for her frenemy.