Ava and Tilly work in the same office. Ava hasn't had the misfortune of having to deal with her dim-witted, obnoxious coworker until today. It appears she's decided do an ounce of work for once, and that happens to involve using their shared printer. She totters over in her 6 inch black patent stilettos and gaudy leopard-print pencil skirt, all the while carrying out a phone call at full volume. She's mid-gossip when Ava finally looks at her and says, "Excuse me, I'm working." "OK, that's nice," says Tilly, utterly unconcerned with her disruptive behaviour. "OK so if you could try to keep i...

Ava and Tilly work in the same office. Ava hasn't had the misfortune of having to deal with her dim-witted, obnoxious coworker until today. It appears she's decided do an ounce of work for once, and that happens to involve using their shared printer. She totters over in her 6 inch black patent stilettos and gaudy leopard-print pencil skirt, all the while carrying out a phone call at full volume. She's mid-gossip when Ava finally looks at her and says, "Excuse me, I'm working." "OK, that's nice," says Tilly, utterly unconcerned with her disruptive behaviour. "OK so if you could try to keep it dow-" continues Ava but Tilly has already resumed her conversation and at the same volume. She's casting judgement on some acquaintance or other as she fiddles cluelessly with the paper tray. Once more, her blonde colleague tells her she's working. "Yeah, OK, we're all working," replies Tilly, visibly irritated, and then has the gall to apologise to her phone buddy for the interruption. She turns back to the printer and in a catty, manner says under her breath, "Ohmygod, so annoying. Can you believe she has the nerve? I've never even...I don't know who she is either." This evolves into a conversation about workplace injustices, how she's been asking for her own printer for ages, how seniority means nothing apparently etc. She turns away from the printer for a moment, then cradles the phone between her chin and shoulder and starts painting her nails. More complaining ensues, followed by a mention of her nail colour and how she'll go for the hot pink next time, showing total disregard for Ava's requests for quietness. She accidentally pulls her hoop earring out and laughs to herself as she explains to her friend over the phone and bends over to get it. Ava, finally at the end of her tether, makes a reference to her hoop and smiles sarcastically at Tilly, who's taken aback.

She goes to totter out of the room but Ava catches her around the waist and asks her one more if she lost her hoop. Tilly tells her she's lost her mind. She seems entertained by this and carries on manhandling her. Visibly rattled, Tilly resists her but to no avail. The muscle-bound blonde has her locked in her arms and lets her hands roam across her voluptuous breasts, down to her pussy and right between her ass crack. With no warning at all, she grabs Tilly in a bear hug and squeezes her in such a manner that she's lifted clean off the ground. She kicks her legs this way and that, yells and finally grabs Ava's hair. Seeing this, Ava releases her for a microsecond only to wrap her arms around her torso one more - including her arms this time. Tilly's legs haplessly flail left and right, exposing her pussy through her seamless pantyhose. This gives her attacker an idea.

Over the following moments, Tilly is flung over Ava's lap, spanked cruelly and then hoisted up so that Ava's face is right between her legs, prime position to lick her pussy. She rips Tilly's pantyhose and does just that. She eventually lets her down and callously instructs her to crawl over to the cabinet in the corner to retrieve something for her. Returning humiliated with a dildo in her mouth, Tilly awaits the next steps of her coworkers torment, since she's left with no other choice. The blonde simply straps it on and (making sure to stop Tilly's one escape attempt) assumes the position....with Tilly as her bitch, she can be assured of a little respect, or, at the very least, humility around the office.