The Interview

Previously the store clerk and I enjoyed the evening and entire next day in sapphic pleasure in my hotel room.

Allysa and I have breakfast together in the restaurant before she goes to the boutique. I arrive promptly at 9:30 to Mr. Jackson's office, printed story in hand.

I can't help but smirk as I watch his face redden, while reading my written word.

He slams the folder onto his desk, raising his voice.

"This story you wrote is about a lesbian liaison with a dress clerk, a fantasy, I requested a detailed true story about your lesbian seduction, your erotic encounter with Yvette and Eloise, the eventual fantasy fulfilling gang bang." Picking up the pages, angry, he threw my pages across the floor.

Maintaining a calm composure, smiling I spoke up defending my story. "That is a true story, it happened just as I described, I have video proof. As a good reporter I record all my meetings." I gather the papers, "I also wrote the story of me masturbating in the lobby, and recorded Jan seducing me in her room."

I return to the large leather chair crossing my legs.

"The gang bang story you requested can't be completed because you requested precise details, I can't give details of the other men, as I was bound and blindfolded."

"What do you mean, other men?"

"Mr. Jackson, you requested my story include all the details. I met Jan, Yvette, and Eloise the women in the room. I met you; the video confirms you were the first man to violate and sodomize me. I haven't met the other men who fucked, uh, raped me that night. So, to fulfill your request of details I need to identify them to complete that story."

"What are you talking about? Violate? Sodomize? Rape?"

I hold up a thumb drive; "Well I guess your memory must terrible, here," I toss the thumb drive on his desk. "View it yourself, as I said I record all my meetings. When Yvette approached me in the restaurant, my Spidey senses went off, I felt something was up, so I recorded. In her room, I placed my phone on the nightstand to record the event. You can keep that one, I made several copies."

I continue with a mischievous grin. "I never requested you or anyone to rape me." I Smile.

"The recording clearly shows I told Yvette to STOP several times; clearly saying NO numerous times. Yet I was forcibly handcuffed by your hotel management staff. She ripped my new dress, bound me, I was raped by several different men and sodomized by you, everything recorded." I lean forward, placing my hands on my knees, I stand and pace toward the door.

"What do you want?" He glared at me, his rage written all over his red face, as I approach his desk, lean on it.

"Who does the planning of these fantasy proceedings?"

With a snarl, still fuming mad, "Yvette and I, Jan is often consulted."

"So, I surmise you didn't actually write any of the stories you published; you have your staff act out the writers' fantasies, so they experience their story, and type out a detailed account?" I look directly into his eyes. "Then you plagiarize and publish those stories as your own."

"Yes, so what." He stares defiantly at me.

I stare back for at least a full minute, carefully weighing my words. I lift my phone, smiling broadly. "I told you I record everything, you just admitted you're a fraud." A demanding voice. "Call Jan in, I want a witness."

He presses the intercom button. "Jan please join us."

I'm still staring at him. "Exposing you as a fraud would be so easy, yet no benefit to me, other than satisfaction."

Jan arrives. "Glenn," I stand, "you are no longer Mr. Jackson to me; Glenn, I demand some changes."

"Glenn, get out of that chair," I go behind his desk and push his shoulder. Louder with authority and a slight pause between words. "Glenn_ go_ sit _ in _ that _ chair." Pointing to the one on the other side of his desk.

I hold up my phone. "Jan, I'm recording, I have copies of every sex act I was participant in, since arriving in this sordid hotel; including me with you."

I pace then sit behind the desk in his chair.

"Jan, use your phone as well, record and witness our new agreement." I wait for her to set her phone.

"Glenn, have your company lawyer draw up a contract; giving me the hotel manager position." I twist in his office chair. "Jan and Yvette, will assist me, at equal pay."

I put my hands on the desk. "I have first and final say on all fantasy construction and execution." I spin a 360 in the office chair. "I will move into the penthouse; and I will have a roommate, of my choosing." I lean toward Glenn, a large smile. "I retain the all-inclusive hotel card I was given." I stand. "This agreement will be ready for signing 9:00 am day after tomorrow, the same amount of time I had to construct my story." Leaning my butt on his desk, directly in front of him. "Failure to do so will result in the release of your raping video to the police, I will press charges, request jail time, in addition I author an exposé story in my magazine and to the press, how you plagiarized your published book."

"Jan, request Yvette join us here for a new management meeting; have her bring a large dildo, cuffs, a blindfold, a strap on and a crop or paddle."

Yvette's arrives shortly thereafter. I lean back in the chair, "Hello Yvette, Jan, lock the door." I put my feet on the desk, Yvette, I'll fill you in later on what has transpired. "Jan, Yvette, give me your phones." Jan passes me hers; Yvette says, "Mine's in the outer office."

I set Jan's and mine to record, propping them upright strategically on the desk.

"Have you ever had a management threesome together?" They all shake negatively. "Then that will be the first order of business for this new management team."

"Glenn, stand, strip;" In a demanding voice, "Jan install the cuffs, his hands in front, Yvette, blindfold him."

Once that's done, "Put Glenn on all fours, Jan use the paddle, make his ass red."

Yvette you're responsible to suck that 9" cock hard for the cameras." Reluctant, hesitantly she does, laying on the floor fingers and mouth soon have his erection hard.

"Jan, remove Yvette's dress, kiss, and fondle Yvette as she removes your dress. "Check each other's pussy make sure you're both wet and horny?" Both respond affirmative.

"Glenn, lift to your knees, Yvette all fours in front of Glenn. Glenn wet your prick in her cunt, just 3 deep strokes, then ram her ass, no preliminaries; just ram it up her ass; sodomize her like you did me after she handcuffed me to the bed, no lube no prep, you rammed my ass, now do hers."

Yvette screams as Glenn impales her.

"Jan, make her cum as Glenn violates her." It takes several minutes before Yvette climaxes, shudders, and wails.

"Jan, do you have a preference, anal? DP? A good pussy fuck with Glenn's 9" dick or a dildo?"

Jan replies "I prefer oral."

"Fine, Glenn, see if you can get Jan off orally, Jan you lay on the floor, open wide." Glenn goes down on Jan.

"Yvette, wet that strap on in your delicious dripping wet cunt." I move closer with the phone, wanting close-ups.

"Yvette, attach the strap on, show Glenn what sodomy feels like," She positions herself. I raise my voice use the crop on his butt, "Glenn, arch your back, lift your ass; Yvette be as ruthless as you want; demoralize him, fuck your former boss." Yvette jambs the rubber dick into him, as she plunges it in fully, he lifts straight up and screams.

"That didn't sound pleasurable Glenn." I slap his ass as hard as I can with the crop. "Did you expect I would enjoy it, when you assailed me?" I strike him more.

"Yvette, hold his hips, ram as hard and fast as you can muster; I'll tell you when to stop," He is no longer servicing Jan, he is a grown man on all fours, crying, being violated, sodomized by a furiously thrusting Yvette. I smite his dangling rod.

"Jan, c'mere, let me get you off."

I kneel down and begin savoring Jan's delicious pussy. My fingers lovingly rubbing her fantastic breasts.

Glenn is sobbing like a child who dropped his ice cream cone or lost his mom, or his puppy ran away.

Jan only needs a couple minutes and her body tenses as her climax takes over. Her body trembling, twitching from the pleasure of her oral orgasm. I kiss and massage her lovingly, more passionate than just sex. As her sensitivity regains normality, her quivering subsides, I return to the chair.

"Ok, Yvette, that's enough. You yield that well; I trust you've some previous experience." I chuckle, "sit in the big chair."

"Yvette, I have recordings of every sexual encounter during my stay, the first night in Jan's room, your room, the rape, now this one; so major changes will happen around here." I pick up the phones.

"Glenn will fill you in, I have other business to attend to."

Unlocking the door, "Jan, find me in the restaurant at lunch I wish to update the next few fantasy requests."

"Glenn, it would be favorable for you if I see that contract by tomorrow by noon."