She pushed the door open and stepped inside. As she made her way down the hallway, she heard hushed voices and soft laughter coming from the conference room.

When she finally entered, she was greeted by a cheerful Madison, accompanied by Michael and Sarah. They were all sitting around the table, drinking out of plastic cups.

"Ah, there you are, Emma! We were just about to start without you," Madison said, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Emma felt a pang of unease as she looked around the room. Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Sarah was pouring herself a drink from a large bottle of vodka on the table. She noticed Emma staring at the bottle and gave her a wicked smile. "Here, have some. It'll loosen you up," she said, shoving a plastic cup filled to the brim with clear liquid into Emma's face.

Emma hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether she should drink it, but submitted and downed the glass of liquor in one swift motion, feeling the burn of the vodka as it traveled down her throat and into her stomach.

Sarah gave her a knowing smile, refilling Emma's cup before she could even set it down. "That's the spirit," she said, a hint of a challenge in her voice.

Emma took another sip of the liquor, feeling it warm her from the inside out. Her thoughts began to swim, her mind growing hazy as she struggled to make sense of what was happening. She felt a strong hand on her arm, steadying her as she swayed slightly.

"I can tell from the look on your face that you have some questions about all of this," Sarah said, her words slow and deliberate, "Well, all of this, is for you, dear Emma."

Emma blinked, trying to clear the fog from her mind. "What do you mean, it's all for me?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I haven't done anything yet, have I?" Emma replied, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Madison chuckled softly, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, my dear Emma, you have no idea how much you've accomplished on your first day," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "You have exceeded all of Sarah's expectations, and you have only just begun.”

Emma couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had barely done anything on her first day, and yet Madison was telling her that she had accomplished so much. She couldn't help but feel a little proud of herself, but she was still confused about what exactly she had done to make her first day such a success.

"But what did I do?" Emma asked, her voice filled with genuine curiosity as she finished the second cup.

Sarah nodded at Madison, who took position behind a set up video camera.

Sarah's hands massage Emma's shoulders, with a deliberate, calculated pressure. Her thumbs dug into the tense muscles, eliciting soft moans from Emma.

"You're so tense, Emma," Sarah murmured, her voice sultry and soothing. "It's like a rock garden back here. Maybe a little release will help?"

Without waiting for an answer, Sarah's hands slipped under the straps of Emma's dress, pulling them down and exposing her bare shoulders. Emma gasped, her breath hitching as Sarah's cool fingertips brushed against her warm skin.

As Sarah's hands worked their magic, Michael stepped forward, his gaze fixated on Emma. "Look at her, Sarah," he said, his voice low and husky. "She's stunning. So innocent, so pure."

Michael couldn't resist the urge any longer. He leaned in, his eyes locked on Emma's. His lips crashed onto hers with a desperate hunger, his tongue probing for entry. Emma gasped, her mind reeling from the suddenness of his actions.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to react, but as Michael's tongue explored her mouth, she found herself responding to his kiss. Her arms snaked around his neck, pulling him closer. The taste of him, intoxicating. The feel of his muscles, powerful. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she knew that she wanted more.

As they broke apart, both gasping for breath, Michael whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist any longer. You're so beautiful, Emma." Emma blushed, her heart fluttering in her chest.

She had completely forgotten that they were being filmed. She looked over at Madison, who was standing behind the camera, her eyes glued to the viewfinder. The brunette beauty's fingers moved expertly, adjusting the focus, the lighting, and the framing. It was clear that she knew exactly what she was doing, and that she had been doing it for a long time.

"Madison, what is going on?" Emma asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why are we being filmed?"

Madison did not answer, continuing to film, expressionless. Emma’s mind raced as she tried to process what was happening.

Sarah's hands continued to massage Emma's shoulders, but now they were moving lower, cupping Emma's breasts and kneading them gently. Emma gasped, her breath hitching as Sarah's fingers teased her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

"Do you like that, Emma?" Sarah whispered, her breath hot against Emma's ear.

Emma didn't know how to respond. However, she couldn't deny the warmth spreading through her body, the tingling sensation between her legs.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Michael took this as a sign to move closer. His strong hands gripped the top of Emma's dress and pulled it lower, revealing her lacey bra. Emma's heart raced as she felt his gaze on her body, and she instinctively covered herself, but Michael didn't seem to mind, as he lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling gently through the thin fabric of her bra.

Emma couldn't believe what was happening. The events of the past few days had already stretched the boundaries of her understanding of the world, and now, here she was, being filmed while having an intimate moment with a man she had just met. But even as her mind rebelled against the situation, she couldn't deny the growing heat between her legs, the ache that seemed to intensify with every touch, every lick.

And so, she found herself giving in, her body moving in time with Sarah and Michael, her mind foggy with desire.

Sarah's hand lowered further, dipping inside Emma's lacy panties. Emma gasped as she felt Sarah's fingers brush against her most intimate parts, her mind spinning as she tried to reconcile the pleasure with the taboo nature of the act.

Meanwhile, Michael had grown bolder, his hands now roaming over Emma's bare skin, his mouth still latched onto her breast. Emma's arms were partially hindered by her own dress, but she didn't care, as she found herself gripping Michael's shoulders, holding on for dear life as she felt herself spiraling towards an inevitable climax.

Just as she reached the edge, Michael suddenly pulled away, leaving Emma panting and gasping for air, her body trembling with unspent desire.

"Michael, what's wrong?" Emma asked, her voice quivering.

"Nothing, love. I just thought we should take things to the next level," Michael replied, a wicked glint in his eyes.

With a swift movement, Michael stripped naked, revealing his hard erection, jutting out from his body like a steel rod. Emma couldn't help but stare at it, her eyes wide with wonder and fascination.

"Oh my," Emma breathed, unable to tear her gaze away from Michael's manhood.

Michael chuckled; his pride evident as he looked at Sarah. She looked down at Emma from above, her gaze intense. "Emma, I want you to give Michael a blowjob," she said, her voice low and sultry.

Emma gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "What? No, I can't do that!" Emma protested, shaking her head vigorously.

Michael looked at her with a mixture of disappointment and confusion. "Why not, Emma?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle. "I thought you felt something for me." He said, playing with her feelings for him.

Emma's mind was still hazy from the alcohol and the intense sensations she had been experiencing, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of guilt at the thought of hurting Michael's feelings.

After a moment of hesitation, Emma reluctantly nodded her head. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Sarah smiled at her, pleased with the decision she had made. "Good girl," she said, patting Emma on the head like a pet.

Michael, too, seemed pleased, as he took Emma's head and guided her towards his waist "Come on, love," he said, his voice low and husky. "Let's get in position."

Emma followed Michael's lead, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as she settled onto the floor, her heart pounding in her chest. Michael gently rested his hand on her head, his fingers intertwining with her hair as he guided her towards his waist. Emma tentatively took Michael's tip into her mouth, feeling the warmth and texture of his flesh against her tongue.

Sarah, who had been watching intently from behind, suddenly pushed Emma's head forward, urging her to take more of Michael's length. Emma choked, her eyes watering as Michael's erection hit the back of her throat. She struggled to breathe, but Sarah's hands held her in place, forcing her to continue.

Emma had never felt so humiliated, so objectified, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the intense arousal that surged through her body. Michael's hips thrust forward, meeting Sarah's urgent pushes, and Emma found herself caught up in the rhythm of it all. She could feel Sarah's breath on her neck, hot and heavy, as the redhead whispered filthy words into her ear. Emma closed her eyes, letting herself drift away on the waves of pleasure and shame.

"Is everything okay, Emma?" Michael asked, his voice low and gentle. Emma nodded her head, unable to speak. She was overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.

"Good, because I'm about to..." Michael started but was interrupted by Sarah.

"Not yet dearie!" Sarah exclaimed from under Emma. "You have to experience her glorious ass. It's incredible, trust me."

At those words, Michael needed no more convincing. He knelt behind Emma, pulling her panties down and revealing her flawless ass. Sarah had been right - Emma had a truly perfect behind, and Michael couldn't wait to bury himself deep inside it.

Michael took a moment to admire the view, letting his hands roam over Emma's cheeks. He then spit on her hole, ensuring he had enough lubrication for a smooth entry. Without any warning, Michael pushed himself inside Emma's tight anus, making her moan louder than ever.

Emma felt a burning sensation as Michael entered her, but it quickly turned into pleasure as he began to thrust deeper and deeper inside her.

Just when she thought things couldn't get any more intense, she felt Sarah's hands on her hips, pulling her back and aligning her with Sarah's own body.

"Sarah, what are you..." Emma trailed off as she felt something cold and metallic press against her entrance. Sarah was attaching a strap-on, and it was clear that she intended to use it.

"I'm sorry Emma, I know you would have given your virginity to me freely," Sarah whispered in her ear. "But this is something I have to take!" Sarah exclaimed, thrusting the strap-on deep within Emma's waiting entrance, deflowering her. Emma's body jolted forward, her back arching as Sarah's hands gripped her hips tightly.

Emma felt a surge of pain and pleasure as Sarah's strap-on plunged deeper and deeper inside her. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't deny the intense feelings building within her.

Michael, too, was caught up in the moment. He gripped Emma's hips, holding her in place as Sarah thrust in and out of her, building up a steady rhythm.

The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and moaning, the only evidence of the erotic scene unfolding before the camera.

Sarah would occasionally pull the dildo of the strap-on out, adjusting the bend and curve as if searching for something. Emma wasn't sure what Sarah was looking for, but she was too lost in the moment to care. She could feel her orgasm building deep inside her, the sensations becoming stronger and more intense with every thrust.

“I'm so close," Emma moaned, her voice strained with pleasure.

Michael grinned wickedly, his hips moving faster as he felt himself nearing the edge. Emma could feel the tension building in Sarah's body as the redhead's breathing grew more ragged.

"Ah, there it is!" Sarah cried out; her voice filled with triumph. Sarah's strap-on had finally found its target, Emma’s g-spot.

"I'm almost there," Michael panted, his grip on Emma's hips tightening as he thrust harder and deeper inside her.

Suddenly, Emma felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, starting from deep within her core and radiating outwards. She screamed loudly, her body trembling as the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced rocked through her. Michael and Sarah watched in awe as Emma's body shuddered and writhed, their own pleasure building as they felt her inner muscles clenching around them.

Emma's screams echoed through the room, mingling with the sounds of heavy breathing and moaning. Michael and Sarah were both thrusting harder and deeper now, their bodies moving in unison as they chased their own climaxes. The room was filled with the sound of bodies slapping against each other, the scent of sweat and sex, and the sight of three people lost in the throes of ecstasy.

Michael reached his climax, and he pulled out of Emma with a satisfied sigh.

Sarah let out a loud cry, her body shaking as she reached her own climax. Emma could feel her inner muscles clenching around the strap-on, her own body responding to Sarah's orgasm.

As Sarah pulled out of Emma, she looked down at the young woman with a mixture of pride and desire.

Emma, a dazed expression on her face asked, "What just happened?"

Sarah chuckled, her hand lingering on Emma's hip. "You had your first real orgasm, Emma." Sarah's voice was a warm whisper as she leaned down to kiss Emma gently on the lips.

As they walked towards a couch, Madison held up the memory card from the camera, “I’ve got something for you, Sarah.” she said playfully.

Sarah mirrored her actions. "I've got something for you, too. The footage from the office hallways."

Madison, intrigued, took the memory card from Sarah’s hand. She inserted it into her computer and started scrolling through the footage.

As she watched the scenes unfold, a slow smile spread across her face. "Well, well, well. Look at you, Sarah. You've really outdone yourself this time."

Sarah laughed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You think this is good? Just wait till you see the footage from Emma’s apartment."

As they continued to watch the footage, Emma suddenly felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. Her vision started to swim, and she reached out to steady herself, but her legs gave way beneath her as she collapsed onto the couch, unconscious.