Author's note:
This story takes place sometime after Iron Man 2.
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"You wanted to see me, Ms Potts?"
Pepper was a little startled to hear her redheaded lover given that she hadn't heard the door to her office open or even the gentle sound of expensive heels clacking on the floor as the other woman approached. It was perhaps an intentional subtle reminder that Natasha Romanoff a.k.a. The Black Widow was just as deadly as she claimed. Despite her resources Pepper had been able to find little real information on the redhead, but she didn't doubt it, the blonde briefly thinking about how under other circumstances maybe her dead body would have been found slumped over her desk, poor little Pepper Potts never seeing/hearing it coming.
Somehow knowing how effortlessly this woman could kill her only made her more alluring, which was really, really saying something, Pepper finding herself once again dumbstruck when finally looking up from her computer screen to look at the vision which was The Black Widow.
In the business world Pepper had seen a lot of women dress slutty in the hopes of advancing their careers. When she had worked here, posing as Natalie Rushman, Natasha had perfectly pulled off a stunning sexy yet professional look. Now she looked like she was ready for a porn shoot, her plunging neckline and skin-tight top barely able to conceal her impressive cleavage while the pants she was wearing looked like they were painted on. It was easily enough to put even the most daring of sluts to shame/had Pepper struggling to maintain her composure.
After a few moments of smugly enjoying Pepper's stares Natasha innocently added, "Ms Potts?"
Blinking herself out of her comatose state Pepper asked, "Ms Rushman, please take a seat."
Mumbling "whatever" underneath her breath Natasha did as she was told, sitting down in the chair in front of Pepper's desk and then grumbling, "So, why am I here?"
"That's a good question Natalie, why are you here?" Pepper rhetorically asked, briefly pretending to bring up 'Natalie's' file as she continued, "You came to us with glowing recommendations from everywhere you've worked, and while your behaviour was exemplary at first I can't help but notice things have rapidly gone downhill the past couple of weeks."
"How so?" Natasha asked coolly.
"Well, a shocking lack of attendance for a start. In fact you're 'off sick' so much I'm starting to wonder if you have another job." Pepper offered, trying not to smile, "More importantly when you are here your work is below satisfactory. So is your attitude. And your choice of clothing is a little... provocative for a healthy working environment. Now, you have more than satisfied me in the past, so this is only a warning for now, but if it continues Ms Rushman I'm afraid I will have to take disciplinary action."
Seemingly out of nowhere Natasha started chewing gum, although Pepper could be forgiven for missing that detail on the account of how much attention the redhead's breasts were demanding, so much so she almost missed Natasha ask, "What if I told you I needed to dress like this to seduce your boyfriend? Would that lead to disciplinary action?"
After pausing for a moment to at least pretend to act a little surprised/upset Pepper said, "Well, that would still only be a warning."
Smiling wickedly Natasha took the gum out of her mouth, stuck it to the bottom of Pepper's desk in a very deliberate attempt to antagonise her 'boss' and then asked, "And what if I told you I needed to dress like this because I'm trying to seduce you?"
Pepper pretended to look thoughtful for a moment, then slowly got up and walked around the desk, "Well, I'm afraid that would lead to immediate disciplinary action."
"Oh really?" Natasha smirked happily, slowly standing up, "Like what?"
Smirking softly Pepper took a few more steps so that she was face to face with Natasha, then slapped the deadly Black Widow across the face as hard as she could, the sound echoing throughout the room. Natasha's head jerked to the side, her cheek a little pink from the force of the blow and a brief expression crossing her face which suggested she was both a little impressed and very turned on by Pepper's forceful strike.
"Like you bending over my desk and receiving the spanking your whore ass deserves." Pepper said sharply, and then when Natasha chose to just stand there for a few seconds the CEO of Stark industries gave her a few hard strikes to her ass before adding, "Now bitch! Bend over and give me your slutty ass!"
For a couple more seconds Natasha chose to stand there in disbelief, then she slowly turned and bent over the desk, placing her hands, elbows and lower part of her arms on the space clearly made for her by Pepper. She also made sure to stick her ass out so that Pepper would have a perfect target, Natasha not needing to look over her shoulder to know her lover was drooling over her well rounded rear. That didn't stop her from looking though, a soft grin briefly crossing Natasha's face when she saw the lustful look on Pepper's face.
Natasha was very proud of her curvaceous body. In truth it was one of the most deadly weapons in her arsenal, men and women alike often reduced to drooling morons at the very sight of her. It was why she normally favoured her tightfitting cat suit, and failing that something that hugged her figure, to make it easier for her to seduce and/or subdue her targets. It also meant she was never short on lovers who appreciated her form, or could satisfy her more... exotic needs.
Speaking of which Pepper did eventually slip out of her lust long enough to give Natasha's ass a hard slap, the blonde using just as much force as she had used on the redhead's upstairs cheeks as she had with her downstairs cheeks. She then continued at that intensity, making it clear this would most likely not be a long, drawn out spanking.
In some ways that disappointed Natasha who love nothing more than to get her butt beaten for hours, Pepper having managed one or two on a number of occasions as long as she paced herself. On the plus side Pepper was also capable of giving her the type of rough spanking which would leave Natasha's ass cheeks as red as her hair, sitting down becoming a real chore for the mighty Black Widow. Of course this rough spanking wasn't the only reason she would be trying to avoid putting any weight on her butt.
While Natasha's mind wandered to the next stage of their little role-play Pepper had barely stopped thinking about it. After all this was her fantasy they were fulfilling, one she'd had since Natalie Rushman first wiggled her pretty little ass into her life. Back then it had only been a fleeting thought, to bend this annoyingly perfect looking woman over her desk and spank that round bubble butt of hers so hard she wouldn't even think of going near Tony Stark again, something which would have been no doubt in everybody's best interest.
In some ways Pepper hadn't known how right she was about it being better for everybody if Tony and 'Ms Rushman' stayed the hell away from each other, but she couldn't have predicted she would end up being the one getting seduced, or that Natalie Rushman was really an infamous assassin, or that she would get a chance to live out her secret BDSM fantasies by topping that infamous assassin who turned out to be a massive power bottom. Really the only predictable part of it was Tony was 'more than 100% ok' with her having a submissive girlfriend, even if 'as of yet' she hadn't let him watch. The fact that he got some new, very powerful friends out of the deal may have helped, although Pepper wasn't exactly interested in dwelling on the past right now. No, she was more interested in first delivering half a dozen strikes to Natasha's pants covered ass and then reaching for the redhead's belt buckle.
Before she reached it Pepper remembered their role-play and growled, "Do you think that was sufficient punishment, Ms Rushman?"
Clearly trying to antagonise her Natasha replied, "No Ms Potts."
"No? Most slut say yes. You must be really in need of some discipline." Pepper murmured huskily as she undid the buckle and slowly pulled down Natasha's pants, revealing that gorgeous ass, "My, my... no panties? You really are a slut. And what's this?"
Natasha grinned as her pants fell around her ankles and Pepper pulled apart her ass cheeks and pretended to be shocked to find a toy stretching her ass hole, "It's a butt plug Ms Potts. My Mistress likes to fuck my ass. Says it helps keep me in my place."
"Really? She sounds like a good Dom." Pepper smiled.
