I moan quietly into my gag as I hang naked and blindfolded, the cool air from the office air conditioning blowing against my exposed body, one hanging in the middle of the office, on full display. My master likes to use me to motivate his staff, during the weekdays I live here, left like this, gagged, blindfolded, naked, mercilessly teased by a vibrating plug buried in my ass and a tight chastity cage crushing my constantly aroused cock, as I hang in my rope harness, reminding people of their reward for working hard. I'm only taken down twice a day before and after work to be feed and use the toilet, the rest of the time I'm displayed as a prize, even at night when no one is around, forced to sleep suspended from the ceiling, normally waiting in the silence as anticipation grows as the month gets closer to beimg claimed.

Every month one employee is picked and they get to take me home for the weekend, where they can use me however they wish, outside of permanent damage, i qm the property if my master and he would like his property kept in good condition, and unlocking mybchastity, only master had the key, one that has gone unused for years, my cock kept in a state of constant denial, left to focus on the pleasure of others. They normally don't even untie me, leaving my arms bound behind my back and my legs bound together, they just fuck me all weekend, which after a month of waiting and constant teasing from my plug, I'm more than happy to relieve their built up lust from seeing my helpless body all month. A few like to use me to take out aggression towards others at work, using me more as a punching bag, making me scream into my gag as they beat and whip me, before fucking me roughly, where I scream for different reasons. A couple use me for more specific fantasies, one loves making me his puppy, walked on all fours by a leash, made to pee outside and eat from bowls and sleep in a cage, which I enjoy, another just loves watching me struggle in unconfortable bondage, another is a fitness freak and likes using my tongue to lick his sweaty body clean and worshipping his smelly feet, another enjoys using me as his personal toilet, forcing me to drink his piss and lick his ass clean. One likes to organise gangbangs when he has me, my bound body used over and over again all weekend, cocks fucking me from both ends as I'm spitroeasted and filled with load after load, the weekdays after I normally hang sleeping while the office is busy around me, cum still dripping humiliatingly from my well used and sore body. Another takes sadistic pleasure in torturing me, he smiles as I scream and cry in pain, when I'm back at work I must look like a well used himan pinata, my body hanging limply, covered in whip marks and bruises, my balls bluer than usual from bruising, my muscles twitching from the shocks and my nails dark from the pins. One even likes making me watch him fuck his husband and then has me clean up his cum from their ass and suck his cock clean, all while I'm left straining in my cage, driven mad by frustration and desire, if I'm lucky he lets me fuck his husband with a strapon, which only makes my caged cock strain harder and for me to moan in desperate agony as he cums. One employee I think even has a crush on me, as he treats me and feeds me chocolate, constantly hugs and caresses me and is gentle with me in bed but he is going the wrong direction if he wants me, I find him boring, if I wanted that I wouldn't be willingly whored out as an object and sex slave every month, he is my least favourite but thankfully he rarely wins, I think I distract him to much. As I feel the many gazing eyes in the office, all hungrily looking at me hanging just out of reach, although some do like to sneak a touch when they can, their hands pleasantly groping or caressing me, I wonder who it will be this month? The anticipation fills me with a mix of dread, arousal and excitement, not knowing what I'll be in for but regardless I must obey and do my duty, master has given me the important task of rewarding his best employee and I must fulfill that task with all my being, master trusts me and I mustn't disappoint or displease him or betray his trust. I feel his collar around my neck, the only item of clothing I'm allowed to wear, my most treasured possession, reminding me of my master and how I am his and his alone, he decides what is done with me, my life, my desires, my dreams, my thoughts, my goals, they're all his to decide, I exist to do his bidding and I am always happy to do it. 

I think of my master, every weekend, aside from the firat of the month, he takes me home with him, I love those moments, the time I get to be with him, to see him, to smell him, to hear his voice, feel his touch, taste his cum, be held in his embrace, I crave those days, the empty air around my suspended body only makes his absence worse. We used to be together all the time, before he started his business and moved me here, my presence immediately increasing productivity, my role in the office quickly became a permanent position. Master even has a new slave, he lives with master all year, I see him on the weekends, busy cleaning and cooking, jobs I uaed to do, he even washes me and prepares me for work. I get jealous of him, it sometimes feels like I've been replaced, but I often see him looking at me jealously, as if he wishes he could be with master all day at work and have exciting weekends serving others. Maybe it's not that I've been replaced but more promoted, master trusts me to do my best and to make not just him but his whole staff happy. Pride fills me at the thought, a new sense of determination to prove master correct fills me. 

Sometimes the wait is hard to deal with, spending so much time bound and hanging alone, unable to see or speak, unable to interact with the rest of the staff, not that they would interact with me if I could, viewed solely as an object, a prize, someone to lust over, displayed like a piece of meat and drooled over hungrily, but as the waiting goes on I'm driven more and more horny and excited, eagerly waiting for the month to end, desperately wanting to be used by the man who wins me. The wait is painful and maddening but the reward is worth it after so long without anything but my still and endless bondage. I love my job here and I love that master knows and trusts me enough to give me this job. I let out a quiet muffled moan through my drooling gagged mouth and wiggle slightly in my bondage, causing me to sway slightly, my cock twitching as the plug continues to torment me, not trying to escape but out of desire to he used, the wait getting to me, my need to serve anyone, to be useful, to fulfill my purpose, to be touched, to be used, to feel pleasure or pain growing to overwhelming levels after a whole month of waiting

"Attention everyone!" I listen intently as the office goes quiet, the only sound is the quiet, gentle buzzing of my plug.

"It's time to announce the employee of the month!" The air immediately fills with tension and my heart races and cock strains, an excited smile growing behind my gag, as after a month of endless waiting, I learn who I'll be serving this weekend.