All characters and situations are fictional.
All characters are above the age of consent.
Any similarities with people or places are simply coincidental.
When Karen Santiago was born, 24-years ago in Bogota, Columbia, her parents had no idea that they were being prophetic in naming her, but their attractive daughter has grown up to become a stereotypical "Karen". She is a very pretty woman, with long, dark brown hair, naturally tanned skin, big, alluring brown eyes, and seductive lips. She has sexy legs and a very nice butt, although she is a petite girl, standing 5'4", with a slender body and A-cup breasts. Fully dressed she is lucky to weigh 100 pounds. But this tiny girl comes with a big attitude.
Karen worked for her mother during high school and community college. Even now, after finding a full-time job as an IT contractor, she still works for her mother's cleaning company part-time in order to make ends meet. She hated the cleaning job, but loves her contracting job, although the people she works with don't find her enjoyable to work with.
Karen knows her stuff, but is quite bossy. And she will turn on anyone who disagrees with her. She recently caused one of her fellow contractors, Kevin Johnson, to get fired, and promptly assumed his role as team lead. This, of course, did not help her already strained work relationship, especially with those who had liked Kevin, or at the very least, relied on the 30-year-old to serve as a buffer between them and Karen. Now they had to deal with her demanding and sometimes grating personality themselves.
Consuela Santiago, better known to everyone as Connie, is Karen's 42-year-old mother. Unlike Karen, Connie is taller with a more voluptuous body. She looks like a poor man's Sofia Vergara from Modern Family, standing just an inch taller than the actress at 5'8", but with very similar measurements at 38-DDD, 28, 40. While not as attractive, she still turns heads wherever she goes. Especially with her huge breasts.
If Karen had a 'Karen' personality, it was a product of her upbringing and had been demonstrated to her by Connie for years.
Connie gave birth to Karen when she was still 18. She married Karen's father shortly afterwards. They moved to the United States five years later, and Connie began working for a cleaning service. With her husband's help, and after securing a small business loan, Connie was able to start Connie's Cleaning Crew ten years ago, providing cleaning services for homes and offices. They converted the walk out basement of their house into the office for the company, and the business has done pretty well.
For the most part, Connie's Cleaning did everything by the book. However, with her husband's contact's, Connie would supplement her legal working staff with a few undocumented workers who she paid under the table, and for lesser pay, obviously not paying taxes on them as well. She kept these ladies transactions in a separate book, and did her best to keep them away from her regular staff in order to keep from being caught.
Connie's husband, Carlos, divorced her five years ago, running away with a younger woman. His final decision to leave his wife came after Connie had discovered that he had regularly slept with several of the women --both legal and illegals--who worked for her. After that revelation, Connie began treating some of the employees even more harshly. Which was unfortunate for them, as the women he slept with had mostly quit by the time of the divorce.
In addition to Carlos fucking the staff, Connie learned that, from time to time, some of the ladies that worked for Connie were fucking customers for extra cash. This led Connie to extend her business to finding a few women who were willing to prostitute themselves to customers for extra money. She would regularly find a few, and while some were openly willing, a few had to be coerced to do so. But either way, Connie was able to provide between two to four women a year to have sex with specific customers.
She didn't see it as trafficking since most of the women were willing, but even the few she pressured into it found that the extra cash, and Connie's help in getting their green cards, was almost worth it. The only drawback was that they had no control over who they had to have sex with, since Connie managed that on her own.
Karen worked mostly on weekends for her mother, with a few scattered weeknights when necessary.
One thing that Karen recently learned was that Carolina, a pretty 28-year-old who had worked off the books for her mom for at least six years, had been one of the women that her dad had fucked previous to their divorce. Karen learned this from another employee, who said that Carolina had shared that with her recently.
Carolina was a pretty Hispanic girl with long, dark brown hair, a captivating smile and decent body, and C-cup breasts that she always showed off in tight t-shirts.
Karen was always jealous of women with large boobs, especially since she was practically flat chested, having never inherited any of her mother's ample bosom.
She didn't like Carolina in the first place, but knowing that she had helped contribute to her dad's affairs by fucking him really pissed her off.
One secret that Karen had was that she often fantasized about women with big tits being raped and humiliated. She had become a fan of watching this genre of porn on line, and particularly enjoyed watching them getting fucked in the ass.
Karen had never tried anal. She had no desire to do so. But she loved the idea of women she disliked being made to do it. With that fetish in mind, Karen began thinking of a way to pay Carolina back for sleeping with her father.
She knew that Carolina was still undocumented, so there was little to no chance that she would report anything to the authorities. She also knew that the woman had never participated in her mother's small time prostitution ventures, so forcing her to have sex would be more humiliating as well. All Karen needed was to find someone who would be willing to help.
Karen immediately knew who to call. Greg Benson was the perfect choice for this. He had worked with Karen until recently, having left following an altercation with a female contractor that he briefly dated, after it became obvious that they couldn't work together any longer.
Karen knew that Greg had been rumored to be quite forceful with a couple girls in his past, and they found rape porn on his laptop after he quit. But something else Karen had learned about the rough, 30-year-old, was that he was well endowed. The rumor was that he had a 9+ inch dick. Karen just couldn't resist the thought of seeing him shove that up Carolina's ass.
She reached out to Greg and got him to meet with her, where she shared her idea. The man was immediately interested, especially since Karen assured him that the woman would never dare to report it. And when he learned that Karen was going to participate, he was fully onboard.
Karen knew that she had to pretend to be one of his victims to make this work, so she agreed to let Greg 'force' her to suck his cock, but he had to fake his orgasm before moving on to their plans for Carolina.
She got her mother to schedule her to work with Carolina at a small office that Saturday, knowing that it would be empty.
They met at her mother's house and picked up the equipment they would need before driving to the customer location. They cleaned the office, with Karen making small talk occasionally, all while hoping that Greg didn't chicken out.
Outside, Greg sat in his car a short distance from the office as Karen had directed him to.
The 6'2" redneck looking man was wearing a pair of jeans and a solid black tee-shirt. His short brown hair was disheveled today and he had not shaved. He had been watching since Karen and Carolina arrived. Greg had been pleased to see that Carolina was indeed attractive, just as Karen had promised. He half expected the woman to be dumpy and plain looking. He rubbed his crotch in anticipation of what was about to happen.
Greg repeatedly checked his phone, waiting for Karen's text to prompt him to come to the door.
He went over the details of Karen's plan, laughing to himself as he thought of the slight modifications he planned to make that would be a surprise to his former co-worker.
He continually scanned the area, satisfied that no one was around in this small office park today.
When he received the text, he grabbed the duffle bag out of the passenger seat and rushed to the door, pulling a ski mask over his face at the last minute.
