The rest of the workday passed in a blur, every movement, every task, a reminder of the promise of pain and pleasure that awaited her after hours. The paperweight in her pussy and the highlighter in her ass were constant companions, reminders of Mr. Kapoor's dominance over her. She could feel the pressure of them with every step she took, every breath she drew.

As the clock struck 8 pm, Shreya's stomach twisted into knots. She had been unable to complete the report, the distraction of the toys and the anticipation of her punishment too great. She knew that this would not be well-received, but she also knew that she had to face the consequences of her failure.