This is an adult story.
It is not for children, or young pets.
It does not represent anything that has ever been done, nor should it ever be tried.
If you are not interested in adult material, please hang up now.
Please do not reprint this anywhere without asking me first.
You have been WARNED.
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For Greg, my buddy.
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When the phone rang for Alice, a glance told me that it was the HR department. Dora Lynn, the new director of HR had been making herself known by sacking dozens of people in my department. Janice, Samantha, and now no doubt Alice would be the latest three women mercilessly let go by Dora Lynn, and apparently with pleasure. Dora's reputation as an "axewoman" who is brought in to simply dismantle companies, piece by piece, followed her from company to company, and the women in my department knew their fates long before those infamous meetings. After Alice returned with the same long face and dejected expression, they decided, with my help, to do something about it.
After work, the four of us went out for drinks. Sitting around the table at TGIF's, listening to my friend's and former co-worker's feelings, tossing back Margarita's, settled it in my mind. My time in Nepal brought me a number of important things that I've used throughout my life. Beautiful rugs, fine jewelry, and a precious library of rare books had been my companions for years since my return from that mountainous country. However, without a doubt, the powder that I currently held in front of me was the prize of my collection. Although I had never used it, this is what the powder was invented for.
"What if," I began, "we could get back at her? How far would you all go for revenge?"
The other women stared at me blankly. Alice, the tallest and mousiest of the three squeaked, "um...What? I mean, we can't just, you know, hurt her or something. That wouldn't be right." Janice glanced at Alice nonplussed and then at me. "What did you have in mind? I mean, YOU weren't fired, so anything that you help us with may to cost you your job. I don't give a damn about hurting her--she's a total bitch and deserves what she gets--but I don't want you to get screwed in the act."
"Well, if things go as I planned, the only one getting screwed will be Dora Lynn." I smiled, curling my lips. "I think it would be much more fun to hit her where it hurts most, than to physically hurt her, and I know of a way that we can stay completely in the background."
Samantha sat quietly, thinking this all over. "It sounds like magic, Megan. What did you have in mind?"
Turning towards Samantha, I briefly outlined my trip to Nepal, and the smooth, white power that one of the monks gave to me on our last meeting. "To control the hearts and minds, to convert to the light," he had said it was for, but I had gotten somewhat more detailed instructions from the local witch and set home immediately with my treasure, scared but excited. Who knew it would be nearly 10 years before I would try it out.
"So," I concluded to the three women, "two to three days of drinks laced with this stuff, plus appropriate suggestions, should make her ours, to...well, to do whatever. Why don't you each go home and think about what you want from this and email me tonight with suggestions. You all still have a week left at the office to help. I'll let you know when things are..um..ready."
The three women stood solemnly, looking me over. All three had the same obvious suspicious air, but the lustful, greedy, looks behind their eyes held my interest much more intensely. We would see what the night's mail would bring.
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From: alice@megacorp.com
To: Megan@megacorp.com
Date: 6/29
Subject: Dora Lynn
Megan,
Although I'm not totally sure about this, I would really like to see Dora Lynn paid back for her treatment of myself and my friends. Perhaps having her quit and forget all she knows about the HR business would be sufficient. I mean, I don't want to hurt her, she was only doing her job.
Please let me know what Sam and Janice think.
Alice
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I read Alice's email over a few times, wondering how she could be so damn constricted. Poor little Alice. Tall, gangly, and a bit mousy, she was one of the least aggressive people I knew. She really had no idea how to get back at someone, but maybe she'd be a bit more risqué after reading Janice's and Sam's suggestions.
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From: janice@megacorp.com
To: Megan@megacorp.com
Date: 6/29
Subject: The bitch
Megan,
This idea has me very excited. I want to get Dora to do all kinds of degrading things. Maybe have her dress like a slut at work? We could have her dying to wear shorter and shorter skirts, higher and higher heels, heavy makeup. And then we could have her have to take care of all the guys that she gets hot! Make her be the company slut! Oh, wow, just thinking about this feels great! Such wonderful revenge. She can keep her job--but her job will be very different. No more firings. Instead, blowjobs and humiliation. I love it!
Let me know what the other's think of this, and what they've sent so far.
Janice
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Now, this email didn't surprise me that much. Janice has always gotten wolf whistles at work, and always tended to dress a bit more provocatively than may have been necessary to "discourage" those whistles. Frankly, if I had her body and long blonde hair, I would have done the same thing. However, privately she always told me that although it was degrading, she liked the attention. I guess this open-ended suggestion-session was turning out to be a Rorschach test for fantasies.
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From: samantha@megacorp.com
To: Megan@megacorp.com
Date: 6/29
Subject: Our new toy.
Megan,
I think that I would like to keep Dora Lynn. I don't think that simply humiliating her or causing her to lose her job is enough. I need a slave, and she can be it. I think that Janice and Alice will learn to appreciate their new personal slut/slave and I will be happy to break her in. Nothing like a dedicated tongue on one's pussy to really make for a good weekend!
Please inform the others of my decision and let me know if there are any issues with my choice.
Samantha
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OK, now THAT surprised me. First of all, I had no idea that Sam liked other women. Of course, looking back and having never seen her with a man, even though she was pushing 6' tall, with bright red hair, green eyes, and a body and face that would make most grown men (and women!) cry, does sort of make more sense now. The dominant part, however, really surprised me. Thoughtful, a bit aloof, but a Dominatrix? Well, this was going to be interesting to share.
