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Monday, March 17, 2025

[SS-1515] Claustrophobic Working


CLAUSTROPHOBIC WORKING

It was so hot in that small triangular corner room, where the newly hired junior manager was working. The manager was highly recommended by top management to be part of that branch. The branch staff offered him the biggest room to be his office. However, the manager insisted to be inside the triangular room.

"I'm slightly claustrophobic," said the manager when hebwas asked about his weird decision, "I work best when I am exposed to anxiety."

His first two weeks was transformative. He was able to solve the branch's problems that had been there for years. He would stay most of the time in the office slaving his hours away and sometimes staying until midnight. He was so productive.

During the times he would come out, he would be very sweaty. It seemed like he was always exhausted. He explained that it was due to claustrophobia.

One evening, the security guard who was manning the CCTV screen panels noticed movements inside the triangular room. Usually, he would not mind it but he saw something weird.

The manager, who was always formally dressed, was naked except for his briefs. His muscular, young body was sweaty. The aircon for the room was not open.

He was really just aggressively typing on his laptop, reading and signing documents. His lean body almost cannot move inside the tight space but he was doing so much.

Then he crouched to get something from under his table.


From there, he picked up a phallic object. It was long, fat, and black.

"Is that a dildo?" the guard murmured.

He watched as the manager stood, facing the wall.


Then he started rubbing his bulge on the concrete.

He pulled down the back of the briefs and started inserting the dildo in his ass. His face was contorted. There was no sound being picked up by the camera, but he was visibly moaning.

Soon, the manager's body was convulsing. His free hand scooped cum from the inside of the front of his briefs and started eating it.

After that he continued working, as if the quick self pleasure was just a break.

The guard was just shocked to see all of that.



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