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I never expected my day to take such a dark turn. As a 35-year-old black man, I took pride in my honesty and integrity, both on and off the job. My colleagues at the call center admired my professionalism, and my manager, Mr. Johnson, seemed to appreciate my work ethic.nnThat fateful morning, as I sat at my desk, processing customer complaints, I noticed some unusual activity. Mr. Johnson and two other colleagues, Marcus and Jamal, were huddled near the supervisor's office, whispering and glancing around nervously. My curiosity was piqued, but I had better things to do than speculate about their secret meeting.nnSuddenly, they burst out of the office, eyes wild and faces contorted in rage. Before I could react, they slammed me into my desk, pinning me down with bruising force. Mr. Johnson snarled, "You exposed us, you deceitful little snitch! Now you're going to pay the price."nnI struggled against their grip, but they were too strong. With eerie synchronization, they began tearing off my clothes, leaving me naked and helpless. My face burned with humiliation as they leered at my exposed body.nn"You're not a real man anymore, you pathetic bitch," Mr. Johnson sneered. "From now on, you're our personal slut. You'll serve us for the rest of your life."nnTheir degrading words hung in the air as they roughly spread my legs, exposing my Vulnerable hole. I felt a cold bottle press against my anus, and then Marcus poured the contents inside me. The burning sensation was excruciating as he forced his fingers deeper, violating me in the most intimate way possible.nnBefore I could even process the pain, they pulled out the bottle and replaced it with something MUCH thicker. I nearly screamed as a real cock plunged into my unconquered depths, stretching me to the limit. The burning only intensified as they began to thrust, pounding me mercilessly.nnMeanwhile, another colleague, Jamal, moved to my face, pressing his cock against my lips. I tried to resist, but he slapped me hard, splitting my lips and forcing his way inside. The taste and texture were repulsive, and I gagged on his thick meat.nnAs they continued their sickening assault, the other call center agents gathered around, their faces a mix of horror, fascination, and arousal. I was nothing more than a plaything for these monsters, and they seemed to relish every moment of my agony.nnThe relentless fucking continued, each thrust jarring my entire body. I could feel their cock slick with my own juices as they pounded into me without mercy. The searing pain was so intense I thought I might pass out.nnFinally, they pulled out, leaving me empty and throbbing. I collapsed on the desk, exhausted and broken, as they sprayed their warm, sticky cum all over my face and chest. The other agents cheered and whistled, their coarse laughter echoing through the room.nnAs the cool air hit my skin, I felt their semen start to drip down my face and from my raw, gaping hole. I lay there, surrounded by the remnants of my violated body, unable to move or even cry. My once proud career was now in shambles, and I was left as nothing more than a cum-soaked toy for my sadistic colleagues.nnIn that moment, I realized the true cost of my integrity. Being honest had made me a target, and now I was paying the price. As I gazed up at the ceiling, tears streaming down my face, I knew that my life would never be the same again. I had been thoroughly exposed, in every possible way.
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