As the 3rd man of the night pushed his cock into my pussy I reminded myself that I really shouldn't be an asshole because you never know who you're upsetting.
I suppose I should start at the beginning.
"Dude fuck that, I told you to sell all of them at the higher price, if those stocks fail you're covering our losses on them." I was yelling at my junior broker again, pretty regular occurrence.
I was a commodities broker in the city, made about $2 million a year and generally treated people like shit, especially women. I viewed most of them as gold diggers, only interested in my cash. I was pretty good looking, only wore expensive suits and when I needed to get off the escort service would send me a girl to use, life was pretty sweet.
One summer I sat drinking my latte in a pretty up market and expensive coffee shop, its prices kept the usual hipster jerks out and I liked the quiet. I checked out one of the new waitresses, really cute blonde with nice breasts and didn't try and hide staring at her cleavage when she got close. To my horror, she slipped as she walked by my table and knocked my coffee all over my pants.
"You stupid fucking bitch, how can you be so fucking clumsy. These pants are ruined, cost more than you probably make in a year." I yelled, I was pretty mad.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't see the ice spilled on the floor, I'll have my manager talk to you." She said then scurried off.
I'd never seen the manager before, she may have turned my head if I hadn't been so angry but she had really vivid green eyes, long blonde hair and a really nice figure.
"Hi, I'm Melissa this is my store, I am sorry about the drink spill, I will of course pay for any dry cleaning and please accept this card for free drinks for a month." She said, annoyingly politely.
"These pants are fucking ruined and stick your card up your ass, I don't need your charity. I want your head office's number, I want people fired for this." I replied, still pretty mad.
"There isn't a head office Sir, this is my store. I can recommend a very good dry cleaners where I have my dresses cleaned, I'll buy you new pants if they can't clean them." She said, still smiling at me.
"Right, you can afford tailor made pants that are part of a custom suit. You'll get a call from my lawyer you stupid bitch, you're lucky I like my coffee cool and didn't burn me." I replied back, still yelling.
What happened next had me a little confused and my anger was suddenly gone, the manager lady had touched my hand and said something foreign then spoke to me again in English.
"Now, you've been coming here since I opened, you're typically rude and lecherous towards my girls but you pay my prices and actually tip so you get a higher tolerance than most but you've crossed a line today. Maya's slip was a genuine accident, she's a wonderful waitress who has never once got your drink order wrong but you don't realize that, you just see her breasts. I offered to fix said genuine accident but you chose to be an asshole about it and I can't let that go. You're going to go home, change, finish out the work day then you will come back and see me. Wear jeans and tshirt and expect to be away for a week." She said quietly. Oddly I just said 'okay', then left the store.
I don't remember much about the rest of the day, I threw the suit away that had coffee spilled on it, was my least favorite anyway and that night I waited in the coffee shop wearing jeans and tshirt as I was told. I was due vacation so I told my boss, he was a little surprised but agreed and said he'd see me later. Melissa came out to see me, she held a small cup and handed it to me when she said hello.
"You should drink that then come with me, my car will be up front in a moment." I did as she said.
I don't remember falling asleep in the car but when I woke I couldn't move. I didn't recognize where I was, definitely not in the city anymore. The car eventually stopped in front of a large, really old looking house. It had green ivy climbing its walls and looked like one of those 'Country Living' mansions I read about. 2 well built men carried me out of the car and took me to a small room, stripped me naked then put me in bed. Once I was covered up Melissa came into the room holding a pink summer dress that she folded over the chair.
"You're going to feel a little strange when you wake, I'll have Clara in here to get you ready then you'll be in the room. You won't be able to talk so that foul attitude of yours can have a rest and by the time you leave here I promise you'll change your view. I had a look into your soul Mr Black and it's very dark, you see women as things and that just won't do. Well, enjoy your week, we'll chat again tonight." She said then left the room.
