This tale is obviously inspired by recent events. I was punished for being a wee bit headstrong and had to write an alternative version of the events. I hope you enjoy...hps~
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Samantha woke up enraged, once again. She was so fed up with all these men in government thinking it was up to them to decide what she did with her body, how often she had sex and most importantly of all, how she kept from becoming pregnant. It was not right for her to pay for all of this AND be the one responsible for preventing the pregnancy. Today, all that would change.
She had a plan and she would show those men just what they would be missing out on if sluts like her didn't get what they wanted. The problem was, they didn't know just what it was they were missing.
She prepared carefully. The business suit was appropriate to a well-educated young woman-at first glance. If one looked more closely they would notice the tailored fit that was smooth enough just enough to reveal, but not so tight as to be trashy. The plunge of the silk blouse under the jacket and the just a bit too deep slit in the skirt were guaranteed to garner a desire to know just what was underneath the surface. The shoes were pumps with a heel just a fraction higher than typical for a day in court...or the halls of Congress. Makeup was subtle and natural, yet highlighted her sultry eyes and full mouth.
She took a final look in the mirror and departed to give her testimony...and then some.
She drummed her fingers in anticipation as she waited for them to call her. Having a friend in the lead Senator of the committee's office had helped in making sure she would be the last person to testify. Her entire plan hinged on NOT leaving once her testimony was given. Her friend also had the note to pass to the Senator just before she finished. The note would ensure them allowing her to remain once the session ended. She had information the Senator would NOT want made public. Yes, this would work.
Finally they called her in to the chambers. She approached the podium and launched into her tale of all the politically correct reasons the insurers must pay for oral contraceptives. She told the other medical conditions they were used for and gave citation after citation on case law to support her assertions on why this was not only the right thing, but what the law required.
The entire time, she maintained steady eye contact with the 4 congressmen she was specifically interested in. The ones she had dirt on. The ones she knew would not protest or resist what she had in mind for her encore. She could see the growing lust in their eyes. Her tongue lightly flicked over her lips.
Her testimony finished, she sank back into her chair and took a sip of water. Her head was slightly bent, but she was looking at the lead Senator through her hair. Her friend had just handed him the note. She heard his sharp intake of breath and felt his glare sear across her flesh like the caress of a whip. She smiled in satisfaction as she watched him whisper to the man on his right and send his aide down to the congressman at the far end of the table.
The senator cleared his throat and leaned up to his microphone. "Ms Blakely, this has all been quite, um, enlightening. Thank you. At this time I would like to dismiss the general assembly. If you don't mind remaining, the leadership committee has a few points we would like you to clarify for us."
She met his eye, nodded slightly and said "Of course, Senator. I am willing to do whatever it takes to make certain my stance is crystal clear."
The remaining participants began gathering their belongings and filing out of the chamber.
Samantha sat with a small smile on her face, her legs crossed as the 4 men she had targeted huddled together whispering and casting furtive glances in her direction. This would be fun.
Finally all the extraneous people were gone and it was just the five of them remaining and the lead Senator's aide. The Senator told him to go lock the chamber doors and then leave by the rear entrance, securing the lock on the anteroom as well when he left.
Once he was gone, the Senator looked at Samantha and said in a combative tone "this better be good or you will be going to prison for blackmail."
Samantha stood and moved to the raised podium in a predatory stalk. She walked around the table and to the lead Senator. Grasping his tie, she leaned down and kissed him hard. He looked shocked as she said, "oh, it will be good. I don't think any of you would want the photos from Mistress Diane to be released to the media."
With that she sank to her knees and began unbuckling his belt. Looking over her shoulder at the 3 gaping men behind her, she purred "what are you waiting for boys? Get rid of those trousers and get over here."
