Corporate America 1

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.

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Elizabeth was your typical corporate American successful woman. Early fifties, still pretty fit, even though she didn't work out, and too busy for a family or man in her life. She didn't get to be the CEO of her own corporation by wasting her time with a family and a husband. She felt that her success was more important than relationships, which is why she never married or settled down and rarely, if ever dated. That didn't mean she was wanting for sex. That was not a problem as she would be noticed wherever she went. She always seemed to have her pick and when she felt the urge, she wouldn't waste any time picking. The rules were clear though, use them and turn them loose. No commitments, no relationships. Too much drama.

She had just closed a huge account and had ordered dinner in to her office to celebrate her accomplishment, not an uncommon occurrence. A nice bottle of wine and dinner while she wrapped up the details before she took her limo ride to her huge house in the suburbs was a great way to close out the week. While she waited for the meal to arrive, she couldn't help but think to herself that she had really done it. She had become one of, if not the most powerful woman in the city. The meal arrived from her favorite restaurant and she devoured it, not having lunch due to her schedule.

As she finished off the bottle of wine, she decided it was time to head home. She was dressed how she normally was, business appropriate, but yet highlighting her assets to her advantage. She was wearing a tight gray skirt that fell just above her knees highlighting her toned calves and tight ass, high heel shoes and a bright red button down blouse with a deeper V cut which highlighted her ample C cup breasts, and make up which looked professionally applied that complimented her short brown hair.

As she exited the elevator, her shoes making a click clack on the marble floor as she walked across the lobby of her office building, she could feel the stare of the two security guards. She did feel sexy in this outfit and felt that it gave her an advantage when dealing with men. She was still attractive and knew that men found her to be that way and used that to her advantage in dealings. As she walked towards the security desk, her breasts bounced and swayed grabbing the imagination of the two guards. As she passed the desk, she gave the two guards an obligatory "good night," and headed towards the door. They never took their eyes off her, and after she passed, they got a great view of her ass as it wiggled and jiggled nicely all the way to the door. She could feel and see their stares in the glass as she left the building and smiled to herself.

"Who is that? Is she new here? I sure wouldn't mind getting some of that. I didn't see any panty lines, did you?" said Ralph.

Tom responded, "She has to be new. They must have finally rented out that office on the 30th floor. She is definitely hot, but I bet she is so cold hearted that if she touched your dick it would probably freeze and break off. She didn't even notice us."

"Maybe, but it would be fun to find out."

As she neared the car, the driver opened the door for her and she slid in. Just as she sat down, the full bottle of wine took over and she could feel that she was getting sleepy and would probably sleep most of the way home. "I'm pretty tired tonight Jamaal. Please wake me when we get to the house. Thanks." She closed the window between the front and the back and proceeded to drift off. Just before the window closed she thought she heard the driver talking to someone on the phone. His voice didn't sound familiar and he seemed to be speaking in a foreign language.

"Hey, it's Dimitri, we'll be there shortly. No, she didn't even notice I wasn't her normal driver. The special wine we put in her order did the trick. She passed out in the back seat and I didn't even have to carry her out."

When she awoke, she was in a darkened room. Not pitch black, but very subdued. As she looked around, she realized that it was some sort of an office. She felt a little cold and then realized that she was laying on a couch in just her bra and panties. She sat up quickly and realized that her hands were handcuffed behind her back. She noticed someone sitting in a chair across the room. He got up and started to walk across the office and she said, "Who are you and where am I? And where is Jamaal, my normal driver?"

"I am not Jamaal and where you are is not important. What is important is that you follow directions and you will be alright," he said with a heavy Russian accent.

"Where are my clothes and how did I get here?"

He continued, "It would be wise for you to not resist as there is someone who wishes to speak with you about your most recent business deal." He then helped here stand and started moving her towards a desk on the other side of the office.

As they crossed the room, another man entered from a door Elizabeth hadn't noticed, "Good job Dimitri, I see you have her. The Boss will be most pleased," as he spoke in a heavy Russian accent.

"She got right in and passed out. She didn't even realize I wasn't the normal driver, Grigorich" responded Dimitri to the other man.

As Elizabeth was led across the office, she could only wonder where she was. "Where am I? Who are you and who wishes to speak to me? Do you know who I am?"

As the lights were turned on in the room, Grigorich came from behind her and attached a ball gag over her mouth and fastened it behind her head. "Yes, we know who you are, that is why you are here," he said with his heavy accent. "The Boss would like to have a few words with you about your recent business venture. The Boss is not pleased with how you went about it," he continued.

Elizabeth, now handcuffed and gagged really couldn't resist any longer. She searched her mind to try and figure out who the Boss could be and how she had wronged this person in the deal. They must be Russian, but she wasn't aware of any Russian entities who were interested in her deal. It was a straight forward deal and she didn't think that anyone else was interested in the development.

Elizabeth was wearing only a nice pink thong and a matching bra. Grig hadn't noticed that earlier as the lights were very low. "Very nice, the Boss will like this," he said.

This was definitely a new experience for Elizabeth as she was usually the one in charge. She had handcuffed men before after her nights out at the club, but she had never been the one bound.

"Now that we have your attention, I will remove the ball gag. However, if you start with your bullshit about who you are and let me go, it goes back on," Grig said in his heavy accent. "The Boss always likes people to be, shall we say vulnerable. We were told to leave your bra and panties on as this is a first meeting and it is more civilized. But, you don't speak at all, do you understand? The Boss is not used to people speaking during negotiations."

As he removed the ball gag, Elizabeth was struggling with her thoughts. While she was terrified, she was also highly aroused at this treatment. Her body and mind were betraying her. She knew she should be terrified, and she was, but she was also feeling more and more aroused. She could feel herself getting wet and hoped these two didn't sense or suspect it. And she still hadn't figured out what the hell was happening.

As the three of them were standing in front of a desk, another person walked in. She was on the phone and she could hear her speaking what she assumed to be Russian. She did not sound happy at all and paid no attention to the three of them. When she finished the call, she turned around and set her cell phone on the desk. Elizabeth noticed her at this time. She was a statuesque blonde, very fit and dressed similar to Elizabeth. At least before she found herself standing here in her bra and panties. She was wearing a tight fighting black skirt, above the knees, tight fitting white low cut shirt and high heels. Under it you could see a frilly pink lace bra.

"So, this is the little corporate American woman who has interfered with my plans,? Nice work boys in getting her ready for my negotiations," she said in not so heavy of a Russian accent. She continued as she came around the desk, "very lovely, Elizabeth. Matching bra and panties highlight your attributes very well. The bra pushes your breasts up and creates some lovely cleavage." As she walked around she continued her assessment, "and the thong does a wonderful job of separating your ass cheeks and making them fuller," she said as she gave her ass cheeks a light pat.

"I assure you, I have no idea what you are talking about. There must be some mistake," Elizabeth said in her best controlled voice. "I suggest you give me my clothes back and let me go as you must have the wrong person."

Grig wasted no time and cracked her hard on her left ass cheek, which elicited a yelp and a jump and caused her breasts to bounce enticingly for the Boss. "You do not speak to the Boss in that manner. EVER! Sorry mam, I thought she understood the situation. Would you like me to take her outside and explain it to her again, or should I put the ball gag back on her?"

"No, no Grig, let us be a little more accommodating to our new friend at this time," she said. "She obviously is used to being the one in charge. Let's give her a little time to adjust to her new situation here. I am Anya, and you will address me as mam or Anya. You do not speak unless I specifically ask you a question. Do you understand?"

As Elizabeth was doing all she could to hold back the tears from the smack on her ass, she also couldn't get over the fact that she was indeed getting very wet. She actually was enjoying this situation and was having a hard time reconciling that fact. "Again, I don't have any idea what you are talking about, but if you let me go, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement."

Anya nodded to Dimitri who then smacked her hard on her right ass cheek. Not surprisingly it elicited the same response. A yelp, a jump and her tits bouncing around wildly.

"Dimitri, I did not mean for you to smack her on her other ass cheek. Although, I do like the outcome," Anya said as Elizabeth stood there whimpering. "My dear, your business deal that you recently wrapped up, fucked up my plans. We had our sights on that and for you to come out of nowhere and swoop it out from under us is just not acceptable. I think that we should come to some sort of arrangement for your misdeed. Some sort of compensation is definitely due to me and my organization."

As she stood there, almost sobbing from the two smacks, she tried to sound formidable, "You can't just kill me. It will be noticed and there will be an investigation. You will get caught and sent to prison."

"My dear, you will address me as mam or Anya. That's your last warning, next time, there will be consequences," Anya said very matter of factly. "Kill you? My dear, I don't intend to kill you. While you are correct in that there would be an investigation, which is something we don't want but that I have dealt with before, I intend to enter in to a business deal with you. It will benefit both of us in the long run. You fucked me hard when you completed that deal, so I think that I should get to fuck you in return. In fact, I think my boys should get to fuck you as well because they are part of my organization. We will film all of it. I will have it edited in such a way that you will look like you are begging us to do it to you. Then you will pay me a monthly, shall we call it, anti viral insurance policy so I won't release the video. Which, given this community will probably destroy you and your organization. How does that sound to you? It sounds really good to me. All we need to do is agree on the amount. Let's say... $10,000 a month, which is what I figured I would make had my deal gone through."

Elizabeth mustered her courage and spoke, "You want to blackmail me in to sex and money?"

Anya looked at Grig and made a spinning motion with her hand. Elizabeth was spun around so her ass was now facing Anya. She was then bent over presenting her thong covered ass for her. Anya leaned down to Elizabeth's ear and said, "I warned you. I am mam or Anya." With that, she reached back and smacked her hard on each ass cheek leaving a red handprint on each one. Elizabeth squealed and jumped, but could go nowhere as Grig and Dmitri were holding her still. These smacks caused her to not only whimper and tear up, but her panties were now soaked with raw sexual desire that she had never felt before. She was stood up and turned back around to face the desk, where Anya was leaning and starting to undo her shirt. Elizabeth didn't notice as she was crying.

"No, I consider it more of a mutually agreed upon business arrangement. We all get to have a good time, you still get your business deal and I get something out of it too. Sex and the same amount of money that I would have made had you not fucked my deal up."

"Extortion!" that's what it is... "mam"

"Those are very dark words, Elizabeth, but if you insist on using them, then I guess yes, I intend to blackmail you."

Elizabeth was having a very hard time reconciling her thoughts and feelings at this time. She wasn't terrified anymore, which caused her arousal to get even higher in this situation in which she no longer really had any control. These men weren't unattractive, they just weren't men that she would have chosen to have sex with, and the thought of another woman was something she had never considered. She also realized that it was no longer her decision and she was now needing sexual relief and would do just about anything to achieve that.

Elizabeth realized at this point what was about to happen, and even though it wasn't with anyone she would have normally chosen, she couldn't explain her thoughts and the fact that she indeed was hoping to be taken by these men and this woman. She couldn't just willingly give in either, but she had to walk a thin line so it didn't get too out of hand, but she really was all in at this point.

"I DO NOT IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM WANT THIS! You still have a chance to let me go and I won't press charges," said Elizabeth.

Anya spoke in Russian to her men. They didn't hesitate and undid her pink bra and let it fall off her chest. Grig, undid the handcuffs and removed her bra, without much of a fuss from her. It happened all so fast she didn't even have a chance to resist or put up much of a fight. The handcuffs were put back on in much the same manner. Now she stood in only her pink lacy thong in front of, who she assumed was the leader of some sort of Russian mafia here in her city. She had no idea they even existed.

Anya approached her and spoke, "Very nice." With that, she reached out and started to play with her nipples. She gently tweaked, twisted and pulled on them. They responded as expected and hardened under her ministrations. Elizabeth's body and mind completely betrayed her at this point as she let out a soft moan and her eyes rolled back in to her head. "I see you are enjoying this. Shall I continue, or do you wish me to stop?" She let out another moan. "Good, it seems as though you are interested in our business deal." She then pinched her nipples hard to grab her attention again.

She stepped even closer and reached around behind her and started to massage her exposed ass cheeks while looking her straight in the eyes. She pulled her close and started to kiss her deeply. Elizabeth no longer resisted and kissed her back deeply and passionately, giving herself completely to the situation.

Anya withdrew from the kiss and said, "Shall we consummate this business deal. It appears you are ready to accept the terms." She spoke in Russian to her two associates, and without warning they tapped Elizabeth behind the knees and pushed down on her shoulders, causing her to drop to her knees. As she opened her eyes, Anya was standing in front of her totally naked. Elizabeth hadn't noticed when she removed her clothes, but she could not resist looking her up and down. She was spectacular and Elizabeth knew where this was going, even though it's somewhere she had never gone before.

"You will now service me with your mouth to consummate this business deal." She moved forward and Elizabeth hesitated, ever so slightly. Anya did not like that and spoke to her two men in Russian again.

Elizabeth was stood up as Anya moved to her desk and retrieved two large paperclips. She worked Elizabeth's nipples over again until they were sticking straight out. Anya then took a paperclip and worked one of her nipples through the large end and sucked the nipple hard so the paperclip would stay in place. She then did the same with her other nipple. Elizabeth was in heaven. She had both of her hard and erect nipples being gently tugged by paperclips.

Anya turned back from the desk with two binder clips and snapped them menacingly. "Now, if you want to consummate the deal, you will be rewarded with pleasure, like this." She then took one of the binders and clipped it to the hanging paperclip, which produced a very warm and wonderful sensation for Elizabeth as it tugged at her nipple gently, but steadily.

"Or, you will be punished with pain, like this." Anya took the other binder clip and clipped it to Elizabeth's other nipple. Immediately, searing electric pain ran through Elizabeth's nipple and throughout her whole body. She screamed and yelped and flung her breasts around wildly trying to get the binder to let go. With her hands still handcuffed behind her back, there really wasn't much else she could do.

Anya spoke calmly and steadily, "Calm down. Calm down. Sh, sh, sh, sh. Stop jumping around and I will make it stop." Elizabeth stopped jumping about, at least as much as she could, and Anya removed the binder from her nipple. Elizabeth couldn't couldn't control herself anymore and broke down in tears. Both from the pain, the excitement, and what was happening in her world. She had never had this happen before and she actually was enjoying not being in charge.

Anya moved across the room and sat down on the couch. Elizabeth couldn't help but stare and watch as this beautiful Russian woman motioned for her to come over to her on the couch. She couldn't help herself and followed along, handcuffed, almost mesmerized. As she approached Anya, she motioned for her to take a position on her knees between her legs. Elizabeth didn't hesitate this time. Anya gently and slowly pulled her face in to her and Elizabeth knew what to do. Even though she had never done this, she had it done to her enough that she knew what would make Anya happy. She wasted no time and began to lick and flick Anya's pussy. Anya was instantly in heaven as Elizabeth was very good, even without her hands.

Anya spoke in Russian and the two men came over and removed the handcuffs. Elizabeth immediately reached up to Anya's exposed breasts and started to play with her nipples while she eagerly licked and flicked her pussy. She licked from bottom to top, moving slowly with her tongue flat until she reached the hidden gem and then stuck her tongue out and flicked Anya's clitoris with a fury. She did this several times and Anya was moving closer and closer to her orgasm. Finally, Elizabeth removed her hands from Anya's breasts and rubbed her clit with her hands while she rapidly tongue fucked her. Anya exploded in a huge orgasm and pulled Elizabeth's face tight to her pussy as she rode wave after wave to completion.

When she finally came down to the gentle licking of Elizabeth, she spoke in Russian to her boys and, without warning, they removed Elizabeth's panties and spun her around so she was facing away from the couch, staring at their two rock hard cocks. "Now you will take care of my two boys as they have been very good and waiting to be serviced by you. You will give them each a blow job and swallow every drop, we can't waste any or we will have to bring more of my staff in to make sure we get it on video of you swallowing cum and servicing men. Do you understand?"