Olivia sat in her chair, facing her desk. In front of it sat a tall, middle-aged man with a beard, a security guard. "*Sigh* This is the third time in a row, per month this happened." She paused for a moment and leaned back, crossing her legs. "First, they take relaxants and fertility drugs, then they steal live-reproduction screening equipment, and now insemination equipment?" She shook her head and pushed her glasses up. "Just how on Earth did they manage to get past security?"
The guard shifted in his seat. "Well, we have a few ideas, ma'am, it might be someone who works here. They'd have to know the building pretty well."
Olivia uncrossed her legs and got up out of the chair, circling over to the guard. "Ah, I see." She cocked her hips to the right and rested her hand on the table. "So, you think we have some insider stealing from us?" She bent down; her black spaghetti strap exposing her cleavage, and looked at the man's face. "And just who do you think it might be? Maybe it's you and you're making excuses? Is that what this is?"
"N-no ma'am, never. I wasn't even in the building during the first two thefts."
She raised an eyebrow in response, clearly skeptical. "Uh huh, so what about the cameras? Is there a reason why they didn't pick up anything?"
He paused for a moment, trying to find an answer. "Uh, well, that's the thing you see. You know our cameras use the building's network a-and sometimes there are moments where the network can get well, slow. We have a list of outages and the people in the building. We could-"
"Save it." Olivia interrupted him. She sighed. "Just check the list, and if you can find anything else, let me know." She walked around the desk, gesturing for the guard to stand up. "In the meantime, I want you to increase security around the storage areas and the equipment. I won't tolerate slacking off." She put a hand on her desk and leaned forward. "This is my company, and I will not allow some lowlife to mess with my work."
The guard stood up, nodding. "Yes, ma'am. I'll get right on it."
Olivia gave him a nod. "Good. I expect results." She turned back to her desk, sitting down again. "And if I find out you were involved in any of this..." She trailed off, her green eyes narrowing. "Don't forget who you work for."
"Yes, ma'am. Will do." The guard stood up and gave a curt nod before turning around and leaving.
Olivia sat for a moment, taking deep breaths to compose herself. She looked at the schedules for a moment. Might as well check on some of the patients. She enjoyed personally involving herself. As she walked out of the office and closed the door, she noticed a handsome guard standing outside. "Why hello, Mr.-" She looked at his name tag. "-Winters. How are you today?" Leaning in close to him.
The guard felt his cheeks flushing red. "Good, ma'am."
Olivia licked her lips. "I'll be personally meeting with some patients for a bit, so I'll need you to watch my office in the meantime, ok?" She ran her hand over his shoulder and up his neck. "You can handle that, can't you?"
Winters gulped. "Y-Yes, ma'am."
She looked down noting a bulge and smiled. "Good boy." Olivia turned and walked out, swaying her hips as she went. She loved teasing the guards. It made her feel powerful and sexy, and she was. Never afraid to flaunt herself with form-fitting clothing, showing off her assets. She was proud of her body and the attention she got with it. She'd let her pink nipples peak through the side if it were legal.
Outside, she walked along the hallway, nodding at other staff members. Her heels clicked on the floor, swaying with a commanding presence. Everyone who worked here knew her.
She passed by the security room, then paused and went back to check on the monitors. Just in case. "Hmm, everything seems to be in order." She continued on her way, but something kept nagging her. Just who could be responsible for the missing equipment? Was it an outside job or someone within the company? All sorts of possibilities went through her, and she knew she had to find out, and soon.
She had to put her worries aside when she made it to the first patient. Worrying about this now would do no good. She opened the door and saw a blonde with her pants already off, wearing a white blouse. "Ah, you must be Jasmine." She said as she walked in.
"Oh, hello. Yes, my name is Jasmine" She smiled. She was a pretty, young girl. Had to be in her mid-20s. "Are you the one who's visiting me today?"
"Yes, I am, I can see you're already for your examination, that's good." Olivia walked over and sat on a stool, pushing it between Jasmine's legs. "It makes getting started all the easier." She grabbed a nearby glove and put it on her fingers. "Now, if you don't mind, we'll start with a bimanual examination."
Jasmine nervously nodded. "Yeah, I'm ready." She watched as Olivia reached forward and slowly inserted her fingers into her vagina. "Your walls are very tight, Jasmine." She pulled her fingers out and wiped the glove off. "Have you considered having children recently?"
Jasmine brushed off the question. "Oh, uh, no, not really." She shifted her hips. Olivia's brow furrowed. A lovely girl like Jasmine, not giving a child to the world? That wouldn't do. She picked up a syringe of relaxant.
"A shame. Well, don't worry. I'll give you some of this for one extra test, then we can leave when it's over. You might feel just a little prick." She smirked and inserted the needle into Jasmine's inner thigh.
"Ouch! That hurt!" Jasmine cried out and squeezed her legs in response.
Olivia patted her on the leg. "It's ok. You'll be fine. Let's wait a few minutes or so for it to kick in, then we can begin the test. I'll prepare the rest of the equipment." She stood up and walked into another room nearby. Sperm storage.
She had hundreds of containers, each containing a fresh batch of semen, all ready to be used. She went to the very back and opened a container full of dozens of small samples. Olivia's own personal collection she grew by seducing men and adding their samples.
There had to be at least a quart of the pearly liquid in there. The men were usually easy to seduce, but some were reluctant since patient/doctor relations were illegal. That was fine. Nothing a little drug or outright force couldn't solve. But then, that was what made this batch so special to Olivia. They were like her personal trophies. Her conquests. She liked force, knowing she was in charge.
She's the one who built this facility, she's the one who decides who gets pregnant and who gives the samples. She loved that power she had. Women, men, sperm, they were all pawns in her little games. And she got to profit from it all to boot. She smiled as she took out a pipette, filled it with the precious liquid, and returned to Jasmine's side.
When she got back Jasmine was nice and dazed. Olivia grabbed a speculum and inserted it, stretching Jasmine's vaginal walls, inserted a swab and brushed it against her cervix for a sample. "A nice cervical sample for examination, and now for a sample donation. Don't worry now, you won't feel a thing." Smirking as she inserted the pipette and gave a squeeze. She could feel herself growing wet as she watched it drain into Jasmine.
Jasmine moaned minutes later, her eyes fluttering open as she woke up. "Ohhh.... Ugh, what's...happening..." She could barely form words.
Olivia smiled. "Everything is fine dear. I just finished collecting a sample." She removed the pipette and the speculum. "All done. Now, why don't you let the relaxant wear off and you can get out of here, ok?"
