The character of Robyn Watkin is based on a real person who deliberately made false recommendations to get a colleague fired in order to climb the ladder.
The later events described here are a work of 100% fiction. This story deals with subjects of Blackmail BDSM, Non- Consent and Group sex, if these are not your thing, then please move onwards
My thanks goes to "HeyAll" for helping with the editing and formatting
"Where the hell did you get off doing a shit job of an investigation? I have just come from a disciplinary hearing and been told I have no case to answer! And yet
you
apparently had found evidence of wrongdoing on my part. Care to explain?"I yelled
Robyn Watkin said nothing at first as she stood leaning against the high windowsill in the office, her arms folded across her chest and her feet crossed. Robyn is in her early thirties about five foot eight inches tall, with slender legs are encased in black opaque tights, the curves of her hips and waist are accentuated by the short red and black checked skirt that flares out to end just about mid-thigh and her 34 inch breasts, are highlighted by the black short sleeved tight-fitting turtle neck she is wearing, Robyn is what I would call naturally pretty with sharp blue eyes and a tousled blonde bob.
"Well if you were out of the way then it clears a way for me to move up, I couldn't miss an opportunity like that could I?"she replied in a considered and somehow matter of fact way.
"I don't believe what I am hearing, you saw an opportunity to dispense with a colleague so you could climb the ladder, you are some piece of work lady!"
"Well since you are staying here...." she said as she started to walk around the table that separated us "Maybe we can benefit each other from now on?" she continued as she perched herself on the edge of the table facing me, her feet now shoulder width apart and hands holding the edge of the table.
"Forget it Robyn!, whatever it is you are selling, I'm not buying!" I replied with a mix of anger and amazement.
"Aw you say you aren't buying, but you haven't sampled the goods yet, you may change your mind?"she said as with one hand she pulled up the front of her skirt and the other pulling down the front of her tights to give me a clear view of her blonde tufted pussy. She held her pose and looked at me, almost inviting me to take her then and there.
"No Robyn, No Reciprocity!" I said coldly as I turned, opened the door and walked out of the room. On any other day, I would have fucked her then and there without hesitating. Friday 25
th
May at 16:47, it was time for home, it had been some day.
That was how this story started, a colleague failing to consider false accusations correctly and seizing the opportunity to get me out of the business for her own benefit. The culmination of a month of stress and worry played out in a row behind the thick glass walls of the end office on the 4
th
floor. Relief was my overriding emotion, I was not about to join forces with Robyn Watkin, but I was determined to keep a sharp eye on the scheming cow going forward.
When Monday rolled around, I got to work in a far better mood and about mid-morning over coffee I finally told one of my closest work friends what had been happening over the past month and it came as no surprise for him to learn that something serious had been going on. What did come as a surprise was that he told me that he knew that Robyn Watkin had pulled a stunt like this before. My friend told me that he and Robyn had worked in the same company several years before, although he didn't know her personally. It turned out that she had engineered a way to get her boss sacked over allegations of sexual misconduct towards her then, surprise surprise, three months later she had ascended to his role. It was the talk of the business at the time, nearly everyone had marked her card and given her a wide berth from then on. After my friend had left that company to join ours, he lost track of Robyn until she turned up with us five years later. After some thought he remembered the guy's name and I noted it down. I don't know why I did, but I did.
Two weeks to the day had passed since my row with Robyn and I had arranged to meet one of the lads for a few beers on the Friday evening, it was a great opportunity to catch up and as two single guys see if we could find some female company. For reasons that will son become clear he will be called Toilet Fuck from now on. Toilet Fuck and I had barely sat down when he said that I wouldn't believe what happened to him a fortnight ago. He had called into this very bar for a pint on his way home from work and had got chatting to a woman that was downing a couple of shots at the bar. She was as he put it,
"Sexy as fuck!"
And within half an hour both him and her were in the ladies where at first, she had given him a blowjob before he bent her over the sink, ripped open her tights to find she wasn't wearing knickers and fucked her from behind. And the best bit he had used his mobile to film the whole thing. Why did those things never happen to me I wondered?
I asked if he had been seeing her since or would be again and he said no, he hadn't got her number or anything, but she had told him that she worked for the same company as me and he was wondering if I could put him in touch?
"Sure, I will try you lucky bastard, what's her name?" I asked.
"Robyn Wilkin?" he replied.
"ROBYN WATKIN!!!!!!!!! You fucked Robyn Watkin over a sink in a toilet and you have it on video? You are fucking kidding me?" I announced to the bar before lowering my voice.
"No why?" Toilet Fuck replied.
"Because she was the bitch that tried to get me sacked!" I exclaimed.
Toilet Fuck reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone turning it to face me, he pressed play. Sure enough there was Robyn Watkin crouched down in front of Toilet Fuck with her mouth full of him and looking up at the camera. Using the slider, I moved the video footage forward and there it she was, bent over a sink unit, skirt above her waist, tits dangling down and Toilet Fuck fucking her hard from behind. Gold pure gold. As I watched on, it hit me, Robyn was wearing the same skirt, top, tights and no knickers as the day I had confronted her, because it
was the same day!!!!
She must have left the office and gone to the pub to drown her sorrows or settle her nerves and what an opportunity she had presented me, a way to get my own back. Less than a minute later a copy of the video was safely on my phone, and Toilet Fuck wasn't that bothered about seeing her again.
Over the course of the weekend I watched the full video many times and I can't deny that it didn't push my buttons to watch the beautiful Robyn Watkin being a total slut, and slowly a plan began to form in my mind and it would start with her Former Boss, the one she had gotten sacked, if I could track him down.
It didn't take long, LinkedIn is a wonderful thing. Simply cross referencing my work friends' profile with the possible matching names and the same previous company as my friend and bang, an hour later I had found my man. I typed in a private message asking if he would consider talking to me about Robyn Watkin and pressed send. Ten minutes later came the reply. Yes, was the answer. A few emails back and fore later and we exchanged mobile numbers and within two hours of beginning my search we were talking, I outlined what I had experienced at the hands of Robyn Watkin and said I wanted payback, he did too and most likely the other two guys he knew Robyn had shafted would want in as well. I wasn't surprised to learn that there were more, but my plan now took on a whole new dimension. I asked if he was in touch with the other two men and he said he could be, so I suggested he contact them and if they wanted to meet in a pub, just off the motorway at three the following Saturday. He said he'd be there, I was in, might as well ring Toilet Fuck I thought the more the merrier, I gave Toilet Fuck a vague idea of what I was planning, and he thought about it for all a second and said
"I'm in."
I arrived at the pub at about quarter to three, ordered a drink and sat at a corner table big enough for four people to sit around, I took my phone from my pocket and set it down on the table along with the tablet I had brought with me. I knew that one person would show, Robyn's Former Boss and I knew Toilet Fuck would be there for the main event, so the question was would anybody else rock up? I didn't have to wait long to find out as a fella about 6 feet, thin build in his late twenties and with a trendy groomed beard from another table got up and walked across to me as he approached, he asked
"Excuse me are you here about Robyn?"
"Yes, I am, take a seat." I replied before introducing myself and vice versa. He was one of the other two fellas that Robyn Former Boss had told me about and he was keen to get some payback, he had lost his job after his work space was searched after a tip off from an unknown source that he had been stealing expensive items from the company he worked for. He knew that they had been planted and knew it was Robyn that had done it, he just couldn't prove it. Add to the fact that Robyn had then testified as a witness to say that she had seen him in the area at the time the items were taken, and he had nowhere to go, except out the door.
Just after three two men walked into the pub and up to the bar together, one was about five foot four, in his mid-fifties, balding with a rotund build that showed years of good living he was clearly Robyn's Former Boss and the other a giant of a man, well over 6 feet, muscular build that filled out his clothes to the limit, his skin was pock marked and his hair cut short in a crew cut style. After paying for their drinks they looked around and spotted us in the corner and walked over. Before I could say anything, my accomplice asked them,
"You guys here for Robyn?"
They nodded and sat down. Apart from Toilet Fuck our crew was assembled all that I needed to do now was see if they would go the whole hog. You may have noticed that no names are present in this story apart from Toilet Fucks and there is good reason for that, and all will become clear later. We completed a round of introductions and I began.
"Thank you, gents, for agreeing to meet me here today, my purpose for getting in touch is to find out how committed you are to dispensing payback to Robyn Watkin for the hurt and distress she has caused each of us in the past?"
They all nodded
"Ok raise your hand if you would like to punch her lights out?"
Four hands shot up
"Okay great, now raise your hand if you would fuck her as payback?" There were at first some awkward glances around the other three until the first raised his hand, I raised mine, the large man raised his and Robyn's Former Boss looked agitated and asked
