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I think we've covered all the agenda don't you?
The lack of dissent was taken by Gordon as agreement. The board meetings had been much easier to deal with since the Chastity Act.
He looked round the table, the three men sat around it looked happy enough, then why wouldn't they. They had spent the last hour having their cocks slowly sucked off. Gordon could tell that one of them Chris had cum at least twice the sound of gaging from the unseen cocksucker as Chris held his head firmly down against the base of his cock was aways a give away. Not that this surprised anyone Chris was well known for having heavy balls, it was one of the reasons he ended up working for Gordon, who had always joked that one day they would find that Chris's cock sucker had drowned on cum at the end of the meeting.
Gordon's company was one which had made the most of the Chastity Act from the day that the penis size clause had been added.. Chastity enforcers knew there was little point in making a call to check for any law breaking. Not the way that Gordon implemented it.
Gordon was such an advocate of the law that even those who were half inch longer than stipulated by the law had to be locked if employed by him. It also meant that certain positions n the company were also off limits. This came as a shock to two executives who had joined the company a month before the introduction of the law full of excitement at the prospect of an expense account, an office with a view of the city below, and enough money to finance an apartment in a modern high rise.
Gordon gave them a choice continued employment or dismissal and the shame of explaining why. Not that they fully escaped the shame. Instead of being the head of departments, they were now the junior office boys, with no prospect of career progression. The only contact they now had with power was if they were selected to serve as Gordon and the board's cock suckers for the daily management meeting.
Gordon also provided accommodation, not just for these two but all his undersize employees. A rather drab series of rooms in the centre of the city, old fashioned dormitories, at the last count there were forty men, sleeping in cot like single beds. He thought initially he might need room for six, but found out that wives were rather keen to get rid of husbands who could no longer even pretend to sexually please them, and with rent being as expensive as it was, that men who would only be locked up under Gordon's criteria were regularly applying for vacancies.
Chris stood up, his still hard dick dripping with drool. "I've got another load inside me. I'm going to finish this off in my own office" he said. Gordon watched as Chris walked across the office floor, his bare arse visible to everyone, quickly followed by his cock sucker for the day.
He was quickly followed by the two other men, they too were naked from the waist down. This was another stipulation for working in Gordon's company. Small dicked men were locked, big dicked men were naked below the waist. Just as small dicked was defined by Gordon as 4.5 inches, big was 10 or more. There was no in-between. Some of the brightest men in the city had failed at the first hurdle when trying to get a job with him. As far as he was concerned a 9 inch dick didn't cut it. For Gordon this was the ideal scenario, he didn't want average sized men spending their Tim trying to work out how to handle being superior to the locked, and clearly inferior to the 10 plus inchers.
It had taken him three years to get to this stage, as it would have been difficult to just sack someone because of their 8 inch penis, so had to wait for natural wastage.
He now had the office to himself, well not quite. His own cock sucker was underneath his desk, nose deep in the moist sweaty mass of Gordon's groin.
Unlike the other men in the company who would be assigned a cock sucker at random at the start of the day , Gordon had his own dedicated one. One that he had trained from the very beginning. After six years he could be trusted to make sure that every inch of Gordon's cock was given full attention.
Gordon rolled his chair back, and looked down. The man on his knees beneath him looked up, his eyes eager to get back to worshipping Gordon's 12 inch cock. Gordon ruffled the man's hair and then moved his hand down so his thumb slid into his mouth,
"Good boy. " "Thank You Master"
Gordon smiled as the man continued to suckle on his thumb. He wondered if this would ever have happened had it not been for the chastity act.
Gordon had set up the company ten years previously with one of his best friends Kent. They had known each other since university, and had talked about establishing a computer software company as they approached graduation.A decade late the opportunity final arose. Both were fortunate that they had sufficient financial backing from their families. In Kent's case a substantial inheritance following his parents death
Both had come out as gay early in university and there were no secrets between them. No secrets except for Gordon's view on man with small dicks, and Kent's dick certainly was small two inches on a good day. As the years of the partnership had gone on Gordon's dominant personality meant that he was the main decision maker, Kent was generally happy with this as his bank balance was always healthy.
Gordon remembered the day the chastity law clause on small dicks came into forced. He and Kent were discussing a new lucrative contract, congratulating themselves on such an achievement. When Gordon placed something in front of Kent.
A chastity cage.
"It will save you a lot on embarrassment locking up here rather than having to queue up publicly with all the other small dicked losers."
Kent was initially taken aback, the sneer in Gordon's voice was new, and he initially thought that it was a joke. Over the last decade the company had succeeded mainly due to Gordon's cleverness but also to the fact that they had always found ways of making the law work for them. Kent was convinced that a man of his wealth would be able to find a loophole and remain locked.
"I'm serious" Gordon tone was unmistakeable , he had given Kent an ultimatum, Lock ups now in private, or do so publicly.
Gordon undid the belt on his trousers, and pulled out his dick.
"Twelve inches, ten more than what you have. Look at how beautiful it is. Look at the girth. I've ruined many a hole with this. See Kent I am a real man, I always have been. You not so much, when did you last suggest something that I followed your line on. Never. Small dicked, loser. How long have we known each other almost twenty years. Twenty years of casting furtive looks at my bulge, twenty years of ogling my meat when in the gym training too. It must have been hard for you. Not as hard as its been for me having to see that excuse for a dick. Trying to put up a pretence that you and I were equal. Those days are over. No more pretending, that this is a partnership, I'm in charge, this is now my company, and as your boss you will do as I say. Now get on your knees, twenty years you've wanted this dick. Don't look at me like that you want this don't you. Come on , open that mouth of yours. "
That was six years ago, and not a day had gone by since Kent hadn't spent it with Gordon's dick in one of his holes. There was little trace left of his status as co-founder. Within hours of getting his dick locked up he was down in the mail room, being inducted into his new job. Within a week he had sold his penthouse and was one of the first residents in Gordon's dormitory for the locked, he had lived there so long now that he could actually remember what it was like to wake in a king sized bed. He occasionally had flashbacks to when all his employees called him Sir, now that was the phrase he used when delivering the mail. Morning Sir, afternoon Sir, Thank You Sir. All locked men were expected to address their superiors as Sir, the only exception being that Kent was expected to address Gordon as Master.
You have a busy morning ahead. I'm interviewing, and your helping out.
Gordon conducted two types of interview the first to make sure that the small dicked men were able to deal with his demands. A sustained thirty minute verbal onslaught disparaging the size of their dicks. Some would fail at the first hurdle and start sobbing. That was of no use as Gordon expected his employees to be able to take such abuse as the men they clearly weren't. A successful candidate would react to the abuse by apologising for their deficiencies falling to their knees and kissing Gordon's shoes. Only then would they have the opportunity to prove their prowess as cock suckers. Any gagging within the first ten minutes would mean that the opportunity for employment was lost.
The other type of interview was for the 10 plus inches. They had to be comfortable with having their cocks down a man's throat. Making sure that the cocksucker was aware of the reasons for his status, a naturally confident man found humiliation easy to dole out, and that they had the ability to stay hard for a sustained period.
Kent was always involved in these interviews. It would be the only time other than for hygiene purposes that his cock would be out of a cage. He wasn't looking forward to it as last time one of the interviewees Matthew a 22 year burst out laughing at seeing his dick, and spent an hour shouting out insults at the early fifty something Kent as he cowered on the floor. So impressed was Gordon with his performance that Matthew was provided with his own personal cocksucker on day one.
Gordon threw a key at Kent. Get unlocked the first one is due in ten minutes. YOU might want to wank to get it a tiny bit hard, as I think he's going to be quite brutal with you in all ways.