I work part-time at a pharmaceutical company and will be transferred at the end of the fiscal year.
This is a story about when my manager invited me out for a drink.
He had been inviting me to meals and drinks for a while, and I always declined.
But since my husband was on a business trip for the rest of the month and it was also a farewell party,
and since others were coming too, I decided to go.
I left my child at my parents' house and went to the meeting place.
There were my manager and the president of a company that does business with ours.
The others were on their way, so we decided to start first.
I thought it might be a mistake, but
I poured drinks for the two of them until everyone else arrived.
Finally, everyone arrived and took their seats, but unfortunately,
I ended up sitting between the two who were there first.
Well, it was the last time, so I took my seat.
I'm not very strong with alcohol and it shows on my face quickly, so
I only drank one glass of beer for the toast and then switched to oolong tea.
While pouring drinks, I laughed off the almost sexual harassment-like conversations
and spent the time somewhat enjoying myself.
Suddenly, my manager said, "Oh, oolong tea?
You can't drink that at a drinking party,"
but I said I couldn't drink much.
Then he said, "Just one drink," and poured a small glass of what looked like strong alcohol.
As expected, one sip felt like it was burning.
While chatting with everyone, I was just sipping it,
but as soon as I put the glass to my lips, my manager said,
"You can't drink like that," and held me down.
At first, everyone laughed, thinking it was a joke,
and I laughed and resisted,
but I was held down from both sides and forced to drink it all at once.
I laughed and said, "Please stop," but
my head started spinning and my body felt heavy.
It became hard to keep my eyes open, and I held my head down.
I could vaguely understand what was happening and the conversations around me,
but my head was heavy, spinning, and I couldn't open my eyes or move.
Even when asked, "Are you okay?" I couldn't respond and kept my head down.
It was a sunken kotatsu-like place,
and my manager's hand touched my knee several times from the side.
I thought it was just a coincidence and didn't pay much attention,
but the touches became longer,
and he placed his hand on my thigh.
I wanted to brush it off, but my body had no strength,
and I didn't want to ruin the mood, so
I didn't resist.
As I didn't resist, my manager's hand became bolder,
and although I was still wearing stockings,
he started rubbing my thigh.
His hand gradually moved up,
trying to slip into the slit of my skirt.
I didn't like it, so I moved my hand to the hem of my skirt,
but I had no strength to resist,
so I just kept my knees tightly closed.
I endured with my knees closed, hoping no one would notice,
but a hand reached from the other side too... and my knees were pried open from both sides...
Until the drinking party ended, I was touched by both of them.
Finally, the party ended, but I couldn't move,
and my manager told everyone he would take me home by taxi. I wanted to refuse, but
I couldn't speak, and they carried me to the taxi from both sides.
Even in the taxi, they kept touching me all over, whispering in my ear,
"I've always wanted you,"
"Tonight is just the beginning,"
and although I was being violated, my body wouldn't listen to me,
and it was embarrassing, but my body reacted to their persistent touches.
When we arrived at my manager's house, they threw me onto the bed,
and both of them covered me from above and below, stripping me naked without resistance.
I cried out "No" two or three times,
but then it turned into groans.
They licked my entire body while I couldn't move like a doll,
and my manager forcibly kissed me, licking the back of my gums with his tongue.
They seemed to notice from my reactions that my ears were sensitive,
and when they licked my ear holes from both sides, I felt like I was going crazy.
With lewd caresses I had never experienced before,
it was frustrating, but my body reacted,
and they seemed pleased and continued to attack.
They held me in a position with my butt up like doing a backflip,
and said things like, "I've always wanted to see this,"
"It's all exposed,"
while spreading me open, saying lewd things I had never heard before.
Honestly, I had never shown it properly even to my husband out of embarrassment,
and it was shocking to be seen by two people without hiding anything,
with the lights on.
They played with me so much that my body, separate from my feelings,
was in a state that pleased them.
They showed me an adult toy, asking, "Do you use this with your husband?"
and although it was frustrating, I accepted it easily.
I probably made sounds too.
They gradually increased the pace,
and I think they said it too, but
...I squirted...
It was like peeing, squirting for the first time.
My mind went blank, and I was out of breath, breathing heavily,
but without a break, they took turns...
I don't remember if I fell asleep or passed out.
When I woke up in the morning, I didn't know where I was for a moment,
but then I remembered the nightmare-like events.
They seemed to have woken up before me.
My head and body were still heavy, and all I could do was adjust the disheveled blanket.
My manager noticed and pulled the blanket off me.
"Emily (alias), you were pretty wild for someone who was resisting,"
"You were moving your hips,"
and they talked lewdly about how they ran out of condoms and did it raw,
and how they came inside, laughing.
"It would be bad if your husband found out about this,"
"I'm transferring in March... until then... you understand, right?"
They persuaded me, and I started crying.
"If you let us have some fun for a while, we won't ruin your family,
but if you refuse, we'll tell your husband..."
"I've wanted you for a long time,"
and reluctantly, I nodded.
On the condition that I wouldn't tell anyone,
I was forced to promise to meet my manager's demands until he transferred in March,
and that day, I spent the whole day with the two of them, returning home late at night,
taking a shower, and falling asleep like I was dead.
On Monday, I was in shock and exhausted, so I took the day off.
It was a relief that my husband was on a business trip.
But in the evening, my manager called and told me to come in from the next day...
Reluctantly, I went to work the next day, but my manager was waiting for me,
and he took me to the warehouse, taking my panties as punishment for taking a day off.
He made me do work that required squatting on purpose,
and during lunch break, he called me to the warehouse again and made me do it with my mouth.
Then, he lifted my skirt and did it from behind while I was standing...
He even came inside, and I cried and sat down as soon as it was over.
After that, I took time off work, claiming health issues.
I couldn't tell the company...
and I couldn't let my husband find out... I couldn't tell anyone the truth.
