She couldn't last any longer. She really really had to go... She didn't want to, she was scared, but she had to.

She got up from her desk in the office, and walked to the bathroom, a thing she did at least twice daily, as did all other colleagues, but it felt to het as if all eyes where on her.

She walked into the ladiesroom, and mercifully found all the other stalls empty. She entered a stall, and closed it, and pulled down her pants.

She than started pulling down the latex dildo pants her master had made her wear to work today.

When the dildo was about halfway out of her pussy, someone else entered the bathroom. She was frightened lest removing the dildo might make a sound. It slipped out noiselessly, luckily.

And than the next thing struck her, as she could see the feet of the woman in the next stall under the side wall of her stall.

She didn't want anyone to see the dildo, and on second thought, she didn't want it to touch the ground either. So the only thing she could do was keep hold of it with one hand while she pissed. It felt all sticky and wet. She was very sweaty after having worn the non-breathing latex for 6 hours already.

When she was done, she cleaned up, and than realised that she hadn't brought the lube which was in her purse, besides her desk. Luckily, she was wet enough to work the dildo back in. She waited untill the woman besides her had done her business and had washed before getting started on that. It was just as she put on her pants that someone else again entered the room. She was fully dressed, so she walked out of her stall.

She than walked to the washtables, and started washing the smell of her cunt from her hands.

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