The Trade by Vincent T.

This story was requested by a reader.

Julie liked her job. And if it weren't for a few other employees at her small consultant firm, it would be the perfect job. But it wasn't. Her office was filled with women. Women as far as the eye could see. There were only two men. Two brothers, to be precise. They owned the small company, but were hardly ever around. They were constantly on the go, meeting clients at resorts and in other countries for meetings and deals. When they were there, in their plush corner offices, they were usually mugged by a certain flocks of secretaries that felt they ran the office when the bosses were away. Julie liked her bosses. She found them to be friendly, smart, and financially set. But they were hardly ever at the office. They worked hard, and it was because of them that Julie dealt with her co-workers and kept on working. She knew she could get a similar job at another firm, but the pay wouldn't be nearly as good. Because what Julie knew, that no one else knew, except for the brothers, was that she made $20,000 more than the next highest paid secretary. And it was because Julie could close deals. She had been sent on jobs where the client was local and easy to reach. But she asked that her raise and status with the owners be kept secret because she didn't want any animosity within the office. The brothers even offered her the job of office director, but she refused. She didn't refuse the raise, just the title.

But on those many days when the brothers weren't there, the office was usually a hen house. Secretaries would work when they felt like it, answer their calls when they felt like it, and take long breaks as often as they felt like it. Since there was no one officially higher than anyone else in the secretary pool, it was basically survival of the fittest or whoever had the largest following, basically a popularity game. And the leader of the largest following was Lisa.

Lisa was a tall longhaired blond who spent her late teens working as a model for suntan lotion companies. And her skin still showed it. She was slender, usually dressed in heels, miniskirt, and tight tops. She was also the first one in the boss's office when they did come in. She'd spend most of her visit sitting atop their desks, flashing her longs legs and whatever, if anything, she wore under the minis. And she left nothing much to the imagination about her “altered upper carriage.” Her tops were so tight she didn't need any support.

Her immediate followers were Lori, Rena, and Debbie. Rena was a natural blond like Lisa, but Lori and Debbie soon had blond highlights in their brunette locks as well. They all eventually dressed like Lisa too, doing their best to show off their legs and chest. Once Lisa had been in the office of the boss long enough, she'd call one of her “protégé's” in and they'd laugh at whatever Lisa said.

The brother's tolerated this behavior since Lisa was easy on the eyes, and since they weren't doing anything wrong, other than looking at a knockout. But one afternoon the younger brother of the two, came in the office without calling anyone first, like he often did. He was nearly through his door when Lisa closed her compact and stood to follow him in. But once she got to within 20 feet of his office, he came back out and told Lisa “Hi”, then looked for Julie, and asked her to come in.

Lisa seemed shocked that she was not called in, and gave Julie a sneer as she came towards her. Once Julie was close enough, Lisa looked away from her but pushed her hip out in Julie's way, knocking her into another desk where she got a mean glare from Lori.

Julie looked at Lisa for an apology, but only got “Don't take too long, I've got business with the boss.” Lisa licked her lips as she finished and winked at Julie. Julie continued into the boss's office.

Once inside, she learned that he and his brother, as well as their wives, had been invited to Europe on business. But at the same time, his brother had accepted a meeting with a foreign company in New York the same weekend. And since they couldn't do both, and neither wife would give up a trip to Europe, he was sending her to New York. She refused at first, but after convincing her that she knew how to close a deal, knew the paperwork, and was the only one who could close a deal like this on short notice, she accepted. The bonus he mentioned for after the trip helped her decision as well. He also said that per their usual arrangements, he had three extra tickets for whomever she wanted to take with her.

Of course, standing within earshot of the office was Lisa and she immediately popped in and said how much she would love to go to New York. But most of all, it would be a great learning experience for her and two others to watch Julie work and close a deal. And Lisa knew just which two other secretaries that would be up for the trip, Rena and Debbie.

The boss asked Julie if she minded three tag-a-longs for a learning experience, and so as to not make an enemy, she agreed. Lisa responded by saying how much fun it would be and that she would go and tell the others. Julie returned to her desk and began collecting info on the clients they would be seeing. The boss left a few minutes later, thanking Julie as he passed her desk and telling her that if Lisa and the others turn out to be of no help, then he'd be even happier knowing that she was doing the deal herself. He knew it would get done right. Julie didn't mind the work, she actually preferred to go alone, but if they were really interested in learning, it would help the company to have more closers.

As soon as the boss left, Lisa, Rena, and Debbie left to go “shopping for the trip.” Julie was hoping that once they reached New York, she would see as little as possible of those three.

The plane ride was uneventful. Julie sat near a window and alone in her row, as the plane was only half full. Lisa sat in the aisle, surrounded by Rena and Debbie, and eventually most of the men in that area. Once they got to the hotel, they checked in but found their reservation had been changed from two rooms to one with two queen size beds. The clients must have changed the rooms to save money since it was four women instead of two couples.

Once Julie got to her room, Friday night about 8:30pm, she had an emergency message saying that the clients had moved up the meeting to Saturday morning at 8am. Julie told the others and said that they should get to work on the documents for the closing. Lisa agreed but said she was hungry and wanted to get out for a quick bite. Julie decided to order in and get started and the other three would join her when they got in.

By 1:50AM, Julie was asleep on one of the queen size beds, still dressed, lying among the closure documents, her glasses on her pillow and her dinner half eaten. At 2:25AM, Lisa, Rena, and Debbie returned, laughing and giggling from their “quick dinner.” Their mostly-drunken state displayed their obvious intentions of the night. They laughed at Julie still dressed and in the middle of paperwork. They didn't even clean themselves up before stripping down to nothing and getting under the sheets. Debbie jumped into the empty bed with Lisa, forcing Rena to get into bed with the sleeping Julie. Rena pushed all the papers into the floor, and pushed Julie to wake her up. Julie looked up and asked what time it was. Lisa mumbled something about her shutting up so they could sleep. Julie gathered the papers, and placed them on the desk so she could find them in the morning, and changed into her t-shirt and shorts to go to bed.

Once Julie finally climbed back into bed, she immediately noticed Rena lying naked in the middle of the bed. She paused, debating whether she wanted to go to sleep next to a drunken naked woman, then figured that since she was already snoring, and drunk, she wouldn't wake up till after Julie had gotten her wakeup call from the front desk and was long gone to the meeting, alone. She rolled in and turned off the lamp, closing her eyes for a few more hours till the phone would ring.

At about 3:15 AM, Julie woke up with an arm across her chest and a body nuzzling up to her own. She gently lifted Rena's arm off her chest and tried to scoot towards the edge, only to find she was already on the edge. She contemplated moving to the couch, but figured with only three more hours of rest, she didn't want to chance a back or neck ache. She closed her eyes again.

About 50 minutes later, she found herself in a dream with her last boyfriend. They were in bed together and he was on top, her favorite position for him. They were kissing; she could feel his warm body atop hers. But he was kissing better than she remembered, but why argue, she was enjoying this change. He also seemed lighter, but maybe he was sitting different, shifting more weight onto his legs to lighten her load. But suddenly he got rough; he was pulling, almost ripping at her top, trying to get it up and over her head. She wanted to, but it just didn't seem right, she knew they were in bed, but she felt something was wrong. He finally won and got the shirt above her chest and onto her head, but instead of pulling the shirt off her arms, he left it on, holding her arms above her head in the sleeves while revealing her breasts and face. Julie left her arms up while her boyfriend went to work on her breasts. He was grabbing them, pulling them, twisting her nipples. She didn't remember him being this aggressive. She wasn't sure if she liked it, but wasn't sure if she wanted him to stop. She felt him begin to slide towards her face. She didn't mind pleasing him orally, but it wasn't her favorite thing to do. But if it made him happy, she would do it. His ass was up to her chest now, he was warm, and somewhat wet, she wondered if he had already been in her and she had been too asleep to notice. The warmth was now up to her neck, it was real warm, and she had not remembered this from before. She hoped he would push himself in gently, with her arms still wrapped up in her pajama top above her head, she would not be able to guide him or keep him from pushing to hard. He was almost there, she could feel the warmth of his ass over her face now, and she was opening her mouth to accept him, hoping it would be gentle.

But suddenly it was different. There was no insertion, only coverage!

The warmth was over her mouth, rubbing and moving about. But what was it? It wasn't his warm mouth, she had already felt that. And it wasn't his bare ass because it was moist and unsmooth. Suddenly she felt two hands grab her hair and pull her face deeper into the warmth, pressing her mouth into whatever it was. She became scared, afraid, …………suddenly she woke up.

Julie cried out as she realized it was Rena sitting atop her, smothering her face with her naked crotch. Julie scrambled with her arms but they were still trapped in her top. She could see Rena's eyes closed as she rocked back and forth across Julie's mouth, muffling her screams. She was finally able to free her arms and reached up to Rena's face, grabbing her around the mouth and throat, where ever she could grab and pushed her off. Rena cried out as well, calling for help, obviously still half asleep as well.

When Lisa and Debbie awoke, they saw Julie pushing Rena onto her back by her face. Rena was naked like them, and Julie was now topless. Lisa got out and went around to help, but Debbie was on that side of the bed. She jumped out and grabbed Julie from behind. It appeared to them that Julie was attacking Rena.

Debbie wrapped one arm under Julie's chin and with the other, grabbed Julie's right arm. Debbie then pulled Julie off Rena, up, and back onto Debbie and Lisa's bed, wrapping her legs around Julie's waist, holding her there while Lisa tended to Rena. Julie struggled with Debbie, but was unable to free herself from the slightly bigger woman. Lisa got Rena to her feet and asked what happened. She claimed she didn't know, she was having a wonderful dream when suddenly Julie was on top of her, choking her.

Julie tried to protest that comment but upon hearing it, Debbie tightened her grip on Julie's throat. Lisa and Rena walked over to where Julie was being choked on the bed and asked if this was true. Julie tried to shake her head no, but Debbie's grip was to secure. Lisa finally told Debbie to release Julie and let her speak. But when Julie fell from Debbie's arms, she was already dizzy from the loss of air and fell to her knees between the three naked women.

When Julie woke, 6 hours later, she found herself handcuffed to the faucet rail in one of the two shower/tubs in the suite. She was naked, disoriented, and tired. On the shower door, there was a note.

“Julie, we don't know why you attacked Rena last night. She said she was dreaming peacefully when she awoke with you choking her. We did not feel safe with you in the suite so we took you to the bathroom and left you there so we could rest before the big meeting. We've taken the documents you worked on last night and have gone to the meeting. Wish us luck. I hope we can work this all out when we return. Lisa”

“Oh shit!” Julie thought. She prayed they took the right paperwork. She hoped they didn't say anything stupid. She begged out loud that she'd get out of this shower.

Julie fought against the cuffs, but to no avail, eventually her wrists turned red. Hours later, she heard the door finally open, but instead of Lisa and the others, it was house cleaning. Julie ran off about how her roommates did this to her and they left her and she had to get to an important meeting and on and on until finally the maid stepped up and shook the cuffs, trying to get them lose. She was also not strong enough to break them. But she did call for someone in a foreign tongue Julie did not understand. When the dark skinned woman finished her call, she put down the radio and smiled.

Julie began speaking in English again, but the maid pointed at her ears and shook her head to say she didn't understand. The maid then began unbuttoning her uniform.

Julie yelled in protest, but a right hand from the maid quelled that cry as she stepped into the shower with Julie, finished disrobing, and sat atop Julie as she was trapped in the tub. The maid twisted Julie around so that she was forced to lie in the tub portion with her hands at one end, still cuffed to the rail, and her body extended the rest of the tub. The maid sat atop Julie's naked body and began caressing Julie's breasts. The maid smiled as Julie begged for her to stop and let her go. Eventually, the maid laid atop Julie's body, breasts for breasts and grabbed a hold of her face, stared into her eyes for several moments before finally forcing her tongue into Julie's mouth. This kiss lasted several minutes until Julie heard another voice in the bathroom. She spoke the same language as the first maid, and when Julie was finally released from the kiss, she looked up for help but instead saw another maid undressing as well. The first maid began sliding her crotch up to Julie's face, finally stopping on Julie's lips as she began a slow grind. Julie felt more feet come into the tub at the other end and eventually felt a hand go between her legs, and dig into her crotch. Julie was unable to cry out or fight because of her position. It seemed hours, but it was only ten minutes before the first maid reached what was an obvious orgasm and gradually stood over Julie's body, and stepped out of the tub. Julie took in as much air as she could, but was soon smothered again as the second maid slid her naked crotch up and sat on Julie's mouth as well. Once the second maid reached her orgasm, which luckily for Julie didn't take as long, she stood and stepped out of the tub as well. Julie lay in the tub, breathing heavily with juices stained across her mouth and cheeks.

Eventually, Julie faded to sleep again from exhaustion.

When she awoke, hours later, standing in the bathroom with her were Lisa, Debbie, and Rena.

“Help me.” Julie whimpered.

“Are you going to attack me again?” Rena asked.

“No…no, please let me out of here.” Julie begged.

Lisa told Debbie to unlock Julie's cuffs and help her up. Once Julie was to the bedroom and wearing a robe, she told them what had happened to her in the bathroom with the two maids. Debbie got upset and went downstairs to find the manager.

But when she came back an hour later, she told them that housekeeping didn't even work this floor since this was an extended stay suite, they had no idea who it could have been. What Debbie had actually done was pay off the two Indonesian dancers they had met Friday night when they were out drinking.

Lisa told Julie to get cleaned up and they would get out of here.

Julie asked about the meeting, and Lisa told her it went well. In fact, instead of meeting the three men that ran the company, they met their wives. Turns out, the men are just figureheads. And it went so well that they asked us to meet them later for drinks and a tour of the city. They would meet them Saturday night around 8 at a private club one of the wives had heard about.

Julie told them to go without her. She would catch an earlier flight back home. But Lisa informed her that they wanted to meet the person who wrote the contracts, they claimed they were the best they had ever seen. (A lie, Lisa had taken full credit for the well-written documents). Julie begged off, but Lisa finally got her to agree by saying that she could be jeopardizing the contract if she refused their invitation. And that after they met and spent time with the customer, they would all take a late night flight home.

At 7:20 PM, the four women left the hotel dressed for a casual evening. Julie wore a knee length skirt, modest tank top and heels. Lisa wore a mini skirt that stopped just below her naked ass, heels and a tight tank top that left nothing to the imagination. They arrived at the club around 7:50, and grabbed a table near the back. The four women sat down and searched the club for their guests.

At 8:20, three women, each in their late 40's, approached the table. They were striking to say the least. They all spent time in either a tanning salon, or in the sun. Their dresses cost as much as a month's salary to Julie, and they were very well endowed, and liked to show it. One had blond hair, the other two dark brown, but each smiled when they saw Lisa stand to greet them. In Julie's opinion, these women were the future of Lisa once she latched onto a millionaire.

After talking only to Lisa, they walked away and Lisa told the girls to get up and follow. This was a club, but not the club they wanted to see. The three women entered a limo outside, and invited Lisa to join them, Lisa grabbed Julie's wrist to her surprise, and pulled her in as well. Debbie and Rena grabbed a cab.

During the drive, Julie caught each of the women stealing glances at her legs and chest. Lisa sat beside Julie, smiling and laughing at anything they said, but never looked at Julie, just keeping her eyes on the rich women across from them.

The limo soon stopped and all five women got out, and were soon met by Rena and Debbie. Once one of the wives paid the doorman, they were all allowed entrance into the dark, perfumed club. Julie noticed that the club was dark, yet comfortable. It had plush chairs, soft, enticing music, and the atmosphere was calm, peaceful. The kind of place you could go to be left alone. She also noticed that the only patrons in the club were women. Half of the women were dressed like the three wives they had met at the other club, the other half like herself. Once they had entered the club, Lisa had taken Julie by the hand and walked her in. It hadn't dawned on Julie until then why. It seemed as though they had entered a private lesbian club and Lisa didn't want anyone making advances to her. Julie laughed inside at the thought.

The hostess led the 7 women to a room near the back where it was dark and empty. In the room was a circular sofa that stretched from one side of the entrance to the other. Still tired from the morning, Julie sat down and was soon sitting next to two of the wives. Lisa then told Rena and Debbie to join her in the ladies room. Once they had left, the third wife still standing, closed the door to their private room, and turned and faced Julie.

As soon as Julie realized she was alone and surrounded, she started to get up. But a heel into her stomach from the standing wife pushed her back down. The two women on either side each made their move as well. One woman wrapped her arm around Julie's neck as the other grabbed Julie's hands and pulled them to her side. Julie struggled to break free, but was unable to. Soon the women had Julie stretched out on the couch, the one that grabbed her head now had it locked within her legs, and Julie's hands pulled above her head. The other wife on the sofa had Julie's legs extended and slightly separated. The third wife that had locked the door, was undressing as she spoke to the other two in another language Julie did not understand.

The third women, dressed only in a black thong and lace bra, knelt on the floor beside Julie as she lay on the sofa. She slid Julie's top up to her breasts, exposing her bare stomach. She smiled, then leaned over and licked Julie's belly. Once Julie decided to let them enjoy her, a sudden wave of pain shot through her as the third woman's fist slammed down into Julie's belly. The woman holding Julie's head within her legs tightened her grip. The woman at Julie's feet raised her right hand after Julie's belly was attacked, and drove her fist into Julie's panties, directly into her crotch. Julie cried out, but the women made no attempt to cover her screams, and no one came. The third woman pounded Julie's stomach again, and again, and again. Her breathing became more of a struggle with her head in a chokehold and her stomach being punched too quick for her to breath.

Once Julie appeared too winded to resist, they released her and stood up from the sofa. The two women still dressed, began undressing down to their lace bra and thongs as well. The woman that was undressed first, went back to Julie and pulled her to a sitting position by her hair, then yanked her off the sofa and to her knees in front of herself. She lifted Julie's shirt off without hesitation, and pulled her bra off as well. Julie's beautiful breasts bounced at the woman's knees as she admired the round beauties. With two hands, she lifted Julie by her hair and brought Julie's face to her own. In broken English she whispered to her:

“We paid a lot of money to have this time with you. We will hurt you, and we will make you beg for more. But mostly, we will hurt you.”

Tears began forming in Julie's tired eyes as she took in what was being told to her. She opened her eyes enough to realize that not only did these women tan their skin regularly, but they were frequent visitors to their personal gyms.

Seconds later, the third woman, who introduced herself as Lola, raised her knee up into Julie's crotch. Julie covered her mound with her hands, but soon had them grabbed from behind by the second woman named Selma. The third woman then said that soon Julie would be spending quality time with her, and she was named Sonja.

Julie didn't know if these names were real or fake, but she didn't care, she just wanted to get away from these freaks. A right hand slap knocked Julie back to the sofa where Lola sat on her chest while Sonja pulled Julie's skirt and panties off. Once Julie was naked, Lola sat back on Julie's belly, grabbed Julie by her hair, lifted her head slightly off the sofa, and punched Julie in the face several times. Lola was pushed off Julie as Selma climbed on and grabbed both Julie's breasts and twisted them in opposite directions. After releasing them, Selma punched each breasts 5 times. Sonja then pushed Selma off as she planted her knee into Julie's belly. When Julie didn't sit up, Selma stepped off, lifted Julie to her feet by her hair, and punched her in her stomach 6 times.

Lola then came up behind the staggering Julie, wrapped her arms around Julie's to trap them behind her back and whispered in her ear, “Now for the loving.”

Selma and Sonja came up to Julie and began licking her breasts. Sonja lowered her hand to Julie's crotch and began massaging it gently. Selma continued sucking on Julie's nipple and running her fingers through Julie's hair. Julie's body moaned its approval of the touches it was receiving. She would have fallen to the floor had Lola not been holding her up. After massaging for several more moments, Sonja finally dropped to her knees in front of Julie and pushed her thighs apart. Sonja then leaned in and placed her tongue onto Julie crotch, licking and sliding to Julie's delight. Selma then moved her tongue up and ran it across Julie's chin, to her lips and finally into Julie's opened mouth. Behind Julie, Lola had loosed her grip and with one hand, pulled Julie's head back by pulling on her chin. She also forced her tongue into Julie's mouth, rotating kisses with Selma. When Lola finally pulled back behind Julie again, she pulled Julie's arms tight again, pulled her away from Sonja mouth on her crotch and suddenly wrapped her arm around Julie's throat and whispered, “and now for more pain.”

Sonja reached back and planted her knuckled fist right where her mouth had been moments before. Selma punched Julie's bare breast, and Lola, with her left arm around Julie's throat, pulled her back so that she could reach her front, slammed her right fist down onto Julie's chest. Julie fell to the floor in a heap. Selma walked to the door and opened it slightly, allowing a young dark skinned girl to come in. She was dressed in a tight cocktail waitress costume, and carrying a tray of drinks. Each of the women took a glass and downed their drink. Then Lola took the fourth and doused it over Julie's brown hair. Julie coughed herself into a sitting position and began to pull herself onto the sofa. Selma spanked Julie's ass as Sonja let the waitress out. Julie finally lay across the couch and looked up at the scantily clad women who were staring back at her.

“I thought you might be a little more of a challenge.” One of them said.

“I guess Lisa was wrong.” Another replied.

“What did Lisa say?” Julie asked.

“She said that you were a feisty little bitch who liked to steal rich men away from their wives.”

“What?”

“But we are wives who have earned our place in our husbands wallets. We have our gold mine and little girls like you should be taught a lesson before you think about trying to take a married man again.”

“She lied!” was all Julie got out when Lola kicked her in the face, knocking her onto her belly, along the couch.

Selma stepped onto the couch and sat on Julie's ass. She slapped it several times and laughed at the marks her hands were leaving. Selma then grabbed Julie's long hair and pulled her backwards, up onto her knees. Sonja knelt on the couch in front of Julie and buried her fist into Julie's belly three times. Lola took a bag that had been on the other side of the room and opened it. She pulled out an over sized strap-on and gave it to Selma. After Sonja's punches, Selma allowed Julie to fall back to the couch face first, then lifted up Julie's ass so that she rested on her knees, then entered her from behind.

Lola handed one to Sonja as well. Sonja lifted Julie's head, sat her ass right under Julie's face so that the dildo was pointing up at Julie, then pulled Julie's face onto her dildo. Lola put the last one on her self and waited her turn.

Selma pumped from behind as Sonja took Julie by her long hair and bounced her face off her dildo for several minutes. After about 10 minutes, Selma and Sonja stepped off Julie as Lola allowed her several moments to recoup as she prepared for her final attack.

Julie was just starting to move about when Lola made her final move. She lifted Julie to her knees on the couch and leaned her against it's back. Lola pushed Julie over the back of the couch so that her back painfully arched as her head pointed at the floor behind the couch and her waist was grabbed by Lola as she entered Julie. Lola fucked Julie for 12 minutes as she pumped quickly, then slowed, repeating this tempo change several times. Once Lola was satisfied, she withdrew and stepped back to survey her prey for the evening.

Julie sank back to the sofa, sitting her ass on her feet as the sofa back propped her up. Lola walked back up to Julie and spoke to her, “I feel that I can speak for the others when I say that we have enjoyed this night, and we look forward to many more.”

Julie mumbled.

“Oh yes, you don't know yet do you?” Lola chuckled.

Selma and Sonja laughed as well as they began putting their clothes back on. Lola stood back from Julie and said, “your friend Lisa will fill you in shortly I'm sure.” When she finished, Lola swung her foot up and connected with the side of Julie's head again, knocking her off the sofa and down to the floor where she landed on her chest.

Lola got dressed as well and taking their bag with them, the three wives left the private room. Julie heard the room go quiet and hoped they were gone. But minutes later, as Julie tried to rest on the carpet, she heard the door open again, and opened her eyes enough to see one set of feet come in. They walked to her and stopped just centimeters from her face. Julie heard a voice say, “Stand up.”

She did not recognize the voice, but everything was groggy right now. She slowly moved her hands about and began to push up. She was trapped between the sofa and the feet to balance herself, so she reached out and used the bare legs for balance.

The legs were long, smooth, and warm to the touch. Muscular and toned as well. As she finally got to her knees, she realized the person was only wearing white lace panties, and when she glanced up, she saw a white lace bra.

Julie inadvertently grabbed both sides of the white panties to use them to hold on and pull herself up. But they obviously gave way and Julie slipped as she pulled the panties down to the visitor's ankles. The visitor obliged and stepped out of the panties leaving Julie on the floor, holing another woman's undergarments. When Julie tried to look up again, she felt a foot on her cheek. The pressure from the foot was strong and when her face was pushed across the carpet, she let out a scream from the rug burn. Julie rolled onto her back as the foot removed itself. But soon there was a foot on either side of Julie's head, on her hair. Julie reached up and tried to push the legs away, but her hands were grabbed and yanked up as the feet held her hair to the carpet, bring out about more screams. After this hair ripping torture was repeated four more times, she was released and told to “stand up” again.

With tears in her eyes and staining her cheeks, she rolled to her side and went to stand again. But this time, when she got to her knees, the visitor grabbed Julie's head and pressed it into her naked crotch, holding it there for several minutes since Julie was too weak to resist. Julie was finally released but only so that she could be lifted up. Once eye-to-eye, she saw that it was Lisa.

“What?” Julie got out. “What are you doing? I don't understand.”

“Since you were too busy sleeping, and fucking the hotel staff, the girls and I took the documents you prepared and went to the meeting. And like I said before, it was with the wives. Turns out they actually run the business, but because of the country they are in, it is more professional to have the man's name on the letterhead. Sexist pigs.”

“But why…”

“After meeting with the women, and doing everything we could to close the deal, they threw in one more request, and promised the deal would be done. And that request was you. They wanted one night with one of us, no questions asked. They said there would be some violence, but mostly sex. And as appealing as that sounded to Rena, the violence part bothered me. So, I offered you. You may not have realized it, but you all were in here for 2 hours. And during that time, the wives took turns coming out for breathers, and to talk to us. They expressed their satisfaction with you and inquired as to one more request. When they told me what it was, I told them yes right away.”

“What..what did you agree to?”

“You.”

“Huh?”

“I traded you to them for their commitment of business. Do you know how much money we'll make with them as clients? Millions. And we agreed that they would employ you as long as the deal was in tact.”

“No, I don't want to work for them.”

“You don't really have a choice. Lola and I agreed and signed the paperwork just an hour ago. And in about 30 minutes, their driver will take you to one of their homes for your ‘orientation'.”

“30 minutes? What happens till then?”

“Well, as a gift for closing the deal, they agreed to let me have 30 minutes with you as a way to ………say goodbye.”

When Julie looked up again at Lisa, Lisa wrapped her arms around Julie's neck and forced her tongue into Julie's mouth and held her close for a long kiss. Julie was still too weak to push away, but she did bring her arms up to resist. But Lisa was too strong and held Julie there for several minutes.

When she finished, Julie slumped back to the sofa crying. Lisa wiped her mouth and surveyed the bruises and marks on Julie's naked body. Lisa then removed her top and sat on Julie's lap.

“Why are you doing this?” Julie begged.

“Because I'm the queen of our company, not you. And when I get back to the office and show them what I made them, they'll pay me a fortune to continue being a closer, and then I'll make my move. I'll be fucking both the brothers and getting a little hush money on the side as well. I'll be set for life. Meanwhile, you'll be subjected to whatever these women desire. And I hate to think of what they really want!”

Lisa grabbed Julie's head again and planted another kiss on Julie's lips. When Julie was finally able to push Lisa away, Lisa slapped Julie across the face. Julie grabbed her cheek and lay on the sofa as Lisa backed up.

“I only wanted to fuck you Julie. I'd always admired your body, especially your ass, but if you won't have me that way, then you'll have me another way.”

Lisa stomped on Julie's back as she lay on the sofa. Julie tried to cover her back with her hand but Lisa grabbed it and kicked her in her side. Lisa then dragged Julie off the sofa and left her fall to the floor. Once Julie was on her side, Lisa kicked her twice in the chest. Lisa then went to Julie's feet, lifted each ankle, and buried her heel into Julie's crotch. But she refused to release her hold until she had smashed Julie's crotch three more times. Julie hands went to her crotch as Lisa let Julie's ankles fall to the floor. Julie then sat atop Julie's belly, trapping her arms as Julie's hands still covered her crotch. Lisa slapped and pulled at Julie's breasts. Twisting her nipples, yanking at them. Julie finally tried to kick Lisa off, but wasn't nearly strong enough. Lisa, finally tired of teasing Julie's breasts, she slid her naked crotch up to Julie's face and began to grind to her delight. Julie tried to resist again but Lisa grabbed each of her hands and held them above her head as she finished her two orgasms on Julie's face. When Lisa heard the knock at the door, telling her she had ten minutes left, she lifted Julie by her hair and held her up as she buried her fist into her belly 5 times. Julie crumpled to the floor again and Lisa went to a bag she had been given by Lola. She found a long strap-on and put it on. Lisa pushed Julie onto her back and laid atop her, breasts for breasts. Lisa kissed Julie again, getting no resistance. Then, knowing her time was nearing it's end, Lisa sat back, flipped Julie onto her stomach, spread Julie's legs, and pushed her dildo into Julie's beaten crotch.

“This was all I wanted Julie. I just wanted to fuck you.” Lisa told her.

Minutes later, another knock on the door was followed by a tall woman of the same culture as the wives. She announced that she was here to take her employer's property. Lisa gave Julie one final kiss, then collected her under garments and exited the door the driver had come in.

As she left she said, “Good luck Julie, I'll be in touch. The wives have set up regular visits for us to see them.”

The driver lifted Julie up and picked her up easily in her arms. Julie lay back unable to resist or complain. She carried her out and placed her in a white limo that was parked outside. She sped off in the direction of Lola's mansion, overlooking the sea.

End Part One