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Vanessa

In the later part of the evening, Joe arrived home and sat himself down
on the couch. Tired, he wasn’t in the mood for much; however, he nevertheless
had enough energy to take up the newspaper and look through the classifieds,
searching for an apartment. Presently, he lived in a decaying neighborhood.
In fact, a few weeks ago, a flat upstairs was broken into. Upon hearing
of the burglary, Joe made up his mind to move. Having some extra money
from overtime, he decided to look for something better.

All the apartment adds seemed interesting, but they were either to expensive
or located in an undesirable part of town. Searching away, he nevertheless
found an add advertising a particular apartment. Upon closer inspection,
the man realized the suite was in a duplex, having the upstairs area for
rent. And most of all, the money ask per month was somewhat within his
budget. At the bottom of the add was a phone number. As a result, he decided
to call.

With a little effort, the exhausted man raised his frame from the sofa
and went into the kitchen, taking up the phone afterward.

The number dialed, he heard two rings and then, “ Hello.”

“ Hi…my name’s Joe and I’m interested in the place you’ve got advertised
in the paper.”

For a second, the individual on the other end paused. However, the seductive,
yet errie sounding female voice eventually replied, “ Ok…fine, when do
you wanna come and look at it?”

Her voice had some weird type of effect on him, causing the guy to hesitate
before he answered, “ Is it ok if I come tomorrow…it’s Saturday and I’m
not working.”

“ Tomorrow’s fine.”, said the relaxed and controlling voice.

“ Ok…thanks…what time should I be there?”

“ You can come in the morning at eleven…if that’s fine with you.”

“ Great, that sounds good…thanks again.”

Upon hanging up the receiver, Joe returned to the sofa and sat down,
thinking for a moment or two about the lady. Not even knowing her name,
her voice made it seem as if he knew her forever. Something about her made
him feel strange. Be as it may, Joe finally got up, showered off, and went
to bed, dreaming away about his desire to move.

Rolling over, the guy looked at the digital clock, seeing nine thirty
displayed on the readout. Having more energy now after a night’s rest,
the man got up and dressed himself, going out to the kitchen afterward,
making himself some breakfast.

The meal consumed, Joe went into the livingroom, threw himself down
upon the sofa, took up a magazine, and read the time away. Eventually,
the room’s clock displayed five after ten. From the add, he had her address;
therefore, Joe got his coat from the rack and left his apartment, locking
up afterward. Down by his car, the thirty two year old male got in, started
the engine, and drove off.

Being somewhat familiar with the area, he found the lady’s address with
no problem, parking his car before the structure, and getting out, walking
up to the front entrance. To the right, he saw a door bell which he depressed
after admiring the gold colored plate surrounding the button.

While he waited a few moments for her response, Joe moved his head to
and fro, studying the building’s detail. From what he saw, the home seemed
to be from the nineteenth century, made of large black bricks. Impressed,
he also noticed two gargoyles as he backed up three steps, viewing the
top of the house as he stepped out from under the porch roof.

Finally, the inner door opened, followed by the outer screen. Two dark
eyes stared at him, measuring the guy off as he said, “ Hello, I’m Joe,
I spoke with you yesterday about the upstairs apartment.”

“ Yes…, come in.”, replied the woman flatly.

Entering, the man found himself back in time, surrounded by old Victorian
style furniture. “ Interesting things you’ve got here.”, said Joe.

“ I’ve had ‘em for years…by now they’re collector’s items, they go
back a few generations in my family.”

Viewing the walls, our man saw oil paintings showing people whom he
surmised were already dead for some time.

“ Are those some of your relatives?”

“ Yes, if fact that lady overthere had the house built back in eighteen
forty six.”

Slowly nodding his head, Joe continued to inspect the main room when
she ask, “ Care for a cup of coffee or something?”

“ Yea…coffee’s fine.”

Leaving the room, the dark-haired lady returned a few moments later
with a tray, containing two cups.

“ Black or cream?”, ask the woman.

For a second, Joe simply stared away down at her feet, noting the boots
going up into her black slim skirt. As she placed the try upon the livingroom
table, her long and straight, but fluffy, mane fell to one side of her
beautiful, yet gothic, head, causing the female to push her hair behind
her left ear. When she straightened herself, Joe finally replied, “ Black.”

“ Good…that’s the way I like it too.”

After taking the cup from her hand, Joe ask, “ So what’s your name?”

“ I’m Vanessa.”

“ That’s a nice name.”

“ Thanks.”

Speaking further, the lady said, “ So…you wanna rent the upstairs
area. It can only be accessed form the back; however, it’s got everything
any regular apartment has, even a terrace, which is also in the back.”

Between sips of his coffee, Joe ask, “ And I suppose you want a security
deposit to match the first month’s rent?”

“ Yes, that’s standard procedure now a days.”, answered Vanessa as she
too drank away at the black brew.

“ The rent’s exactly what it says in the paper…right?”

“ Correct, it’s four fifty a month.”

Finished with his drink, the man inquired, “ Ok…can I see it now?”

“ Sure, no problem, just follow me.”

After she placed the cup down, the lady went out the front door and
walked around the structure toward the rear. Staring away at her, he wondered
to himself why she dressed so formal, even having a black suit jacket over
her white blouse. Nevertheless, he followed the woman, going under some
of the trees surrounding the place on all sides, leaving only a back yard
free which had a few old tombstones scattered about. Toward the end of
the yard, the thicker vegetation started again, concealing the dwelling
from her neighbors.

“ How large is this lot?”

“ It’s almost two acres.”, answered Vanessa as she pointed toward the
steps, saying, “ Ok…here’s where we go to enter the upstairs area.”

Following her like a puppy on a leash, Joe went up the stone steps,
finally standing before the door. Upon removing a set of keys from her
jacket, the mysterious and attractive woman opened the door and stepped
inside.

Right at her tail, Joe placed his feet into the apartment and was immediately
overtaken by stale air. Going over to a window, the woman opened it, turned
toward Joe, and said, “ As you may have guessed, it’s been a while since
I last rented the place.”

“ That’s no problem…it looks good to me, all it needs is a little
dusting.”

“ Yea…if you take it, I’ll see that’s it’s cleaned a little.”

Looking about, he saw that the place was furnished as the area below,
having old furniture and paintings upon the walls. However, to his delight,
the artworks were only of landscapes and sail boats on a dark stormy sea;
otherwise, no portraits of her late relatives came to view.

As he followed her around, Joe became more and more satisfied with everything
he saw, causing him to say, “ Ok, I’ll take it, it’s got everything…even
a stove and refrigerator…great…,I can make out the first check now
if you want.”

“ Fine, you can move in today as far as I’m concerned.”

“ All right…yea…I’ll do that, I’ve got some extra time today, I
haven’t got much, most of the furniture back at the other place belongs
to the building, so it shouldn’t take me longer than a few hours to get
my things together and move in…I think I can do it all with my car alone
in two trips.”

With a smile, Joe reached into his jacket and produced his check book,
writing out an amount twice that of the monthly rent. Finished, he gave
her the paper.

“ Ok Joe…it’s all yours…I hope you like it here.”

“ It’s great, seems so quiet and isolated…that’s what I want…peace
and quiet.”

“ You can keep these.”, said Vanessa as she handed him the set of keys
to the apartment.

“ Thanks.”

“ I’ve got another set downstairs…so if you ever loose ‘em, just ask,
and I’ll make a new copy for you.”

Going toward the entrance located in the kitchen, she stepped out upon
the terrace, followed by her new tenant. As he locked the door behind him
and then stared down into the yard, he ask, “ Whose buried there?”

“ Some of the people in the pictures downstairs…the family buried
it’s members here up to around nineteen hundred, then ofcourse the laws
changed.”

At the base of the steps, Joe inquired further, “ I don’t mean to be
nosy, but where are all your living relatives now?”

“ Don’t have any…I’m the last of the line, I was an only child, and
when my parents died, that was it.”

Nodding, Joe returned to his car, saying, “ Ok, I’ll be back in about
an hour…like I said, two trips should do it.”

“ Whatever you wanna do…it’s your place now, come and go as you please.”

Slightly excited, the man got into his car and drove off, watching the
mysterious figure in black slowly make its way into the house.

At his original place, he got his stuff together, packing all he owned
into two suitcases and a few boxes. After taking half of his belongs to
his car, Joe returned to the gothic dwelling, only to find that she did
indeed dust up and tidy the place somewhat during his brief absence. Feeling
good about everything, Joe placed the objects upon the floor and returned
to his vehicle, going back and getting the remaining items.

Once everything was in the car, Joe returned to the apartment one last
time, picked up the phone, and left a message on the landlord’s answering
system, saying that he moved and the keys are on the kitchen table. All
done, Joe happily left, never to see the place again.

Inside the errie stone structure, the guy got everything ready, unpacking
his belongings and placing them in their appropriate locations. Finished,
he decided to go out for dinner.

At seven in the evening, the single individual returned to his new apartment.
Inside, he relaxed himself upon a sofa and mused for a second. Softly,
he heard music from downstairs. Listening closely, Joe heard Wagner’s Pilgrim’s
chores from Tanhasuer. Intrigued with the masterpiece, the man listened
on as the composition worked itself to a climax, displaying its full perfection
before the world.

“ Interesting.”, he said to himself, “ She likes classical music…I
figured as much…she looks like the type.”

However, as Joe got up and began preparing himself for the evening,
wishing to see a good movie on cable, he heard a car pull into the drive,
parking itself behind his. Moving before the window, Joe gazed out and
saw a man about his own age get out and go over to the front entrance.
A second later, the gothic female let him in. No sooner the man entered,
the music stopped and silence seemed to replace everything.

Shrugging it off, Joe settled in and watched the program. Halfway through
the film, he heard the man’s car leave. Thinking to himself, Joe said,
“ Hmm…that guy was here and hour.” Nevertheless, he returned his attention
to the television when fifteen minutes later another car pulled into the
drive, parking itself in the same location.

Getting up again, curious Joe watched another male enter the downstairs
suite. Again, this second guy stayed for about an hour, driving off afterward.

Since it was Saturday night, Joe stayed up a little longer than usual,
watching a few more additional programs. And all the while, he heard cars
come and go. It seemed as if they had successive appointments with the
lady, having fifteen to twenty minutes in between.

Be as it may, Joe finally showered off and went to bed. Before he could
fall to sleep, he listened carefully, trying to hear what he could from
the dwelling below. Momentarily, he heard a scream, the sound of someone
in pain. However, it stopped and silence followed.

In the end, the classical music came back to life. Guessing correctly,
Joe figured the nightly appointments would now stop, and so they did. As
sleep slowly over took him, Joe mumbled to himself, “ Yep…she’s probably
a whore…got to be…what else?”

The night went by fast, ending when he awoke at eight. Getting up, Joe
got dressed and ate breakfast. While seated in the kitchen, he heard Mahler’s
Second Symphony burst forth, pouring out the first movement, echoing the
notes throughout the yard below. Listening on, the man could decipher footsteps
coming up the stone walkway. Finally, someone knocked on the door.

Curious, Joe obviously got up and answered. Before him stood Vanessa
all dressed in the same style of clothing as yesterday.

“ Hi Joe.”, said the lady in a relaxed voice.

Nodding , Joe replied, “ Hello Vanessa…how are you this morning?”

“ Fine…how’s the apartment…like everything?”

“ Yea…it’s great.”

While staring into his eyes with a penetrating look, Vanessa ask, “
Care to come downstairs for a cup of coffee…I’ve got some ready.”

“ Sure…why not.”, replied Joe as he gazed down at his almost finished
bowl of cereal.

“ Great…follow me.”

Getting up, the man strolled behind the strange figure, watching her
boots in the processes, impressed with the black stiletto heels as they
struck the dark colored stone.

Inside her abode, Joe was told to take a seat in the livingroom while
she got the coffee ready. Like yesterday, he was then greeted by the sight
of Vanessa coming from the kitchen, tray in hand, having two cups. After
giving him the coffee, she ask, “ What do you do for a living?”

“ I work in a factory that makes electronic components…right now I’ve
got some overtime during the week.”

“ That’s good.”, answered Vanessa as she drank her brew.

The cup at her lips, the lady’s eyes stared away at him, at times becoming
somewhat seductive. Looking into her dark pupils, Joe ask, “ It’s none
of my business, but why were all those guys coming here last night…I
mean…there must have been at least four or five?”

Giving Joe an evil grin, Vanessa said, “ It’s all about control.”

Perplexed, Joe inquired, “ What do you mean?”

Smiling wickedly, she replied, “ It’s not the pain they come here for…it’s
the idea of someone having complete control over their lives for an hour
or so.”

Staring down at the carpet for a moment, he remarked, “ You mean you’re
a dominatrix or something like that?”

“ How fast you catch on.”, answered the woman sarcastically.

Upon her feet now, Vanessa slowly moved toward him, eventually standing
directly before the man. Just standing there, the lady placed one of her
hands on her hip and simply stared into his eyes. Over a minute went by
and she was still looking at him.

While their eyes were locked, Joe felt his legs, arms, and mind go numb.
It was as if she’d put something in the coffee. After two minutes, he found
himself feeling extremely suggestive, losing most of his will.

With precision, the dark-haired beauty took hold of his shirt collar
and pulled him up to his feet. Standing before her ladyship, he heard,
“ Ok Joe…my friend…why don’t you take it all off.”

Despite his initial surprise, he found himself in compliance, undressing
before the woman.

His clothes off, Joe watched as she measured him from top to bottom
with her fiendish eyes, digging deeper and deeper into his soul. As a diabolical
smile crossed her face, he found himself sinking slowly to his knees, finally
bringing his face to the floor directly before her boot’s toe.

“ That was fast.”, remarked the lady, “ I see you’ll be just as easy
as the last tenant a year ago.”

Eventhough her dominant and mysterious physique had him intoxicated,
he still had enough in him to ask, “ What….what about this last guy?”

“ He was my slave…existing only to serve my every whim.”

“ What happened to him?”

“ Oh…let’s just say he didn’t satisfy me completely.”

Worried, he nevertheless hadn’t the strength to question her further,
for her influence was so powerful, Joe couldn’t resist any longer.

“ Now kiss!”, she yelled rudely as the lady pointed toward her own feet.

Immediately, Joe began with the front of the boot, kissing away at the
leather as she watched, looking down with triumph written all over her
face.

“ From now on, you’ll be making coffee for me…is that clear…you
little worm!”

From his own lips, he heard, “ Yes Mistress.”

“ Good…now get in that kitchen of mine and clean up…put all the
stuff away I used this morning to make breakfast.”

Immediately, Joe obeyed, going into the adjoining room, working away
as directed.

While the male slave performed his new duties, he heard the stereo again,
this time blasting Seigfried’s Funeral March throughout the spacious dwelling.
Afterward, Joe turned for a moment and was met with the most awesome sight
his eyes had ever seen. At the kitchen’s entrance stood Vanessa, all dressed
in a two piece black leather outfit together with the same boots going
up to her thighs. With her elegant black leather gloves pulled up beyond
her elbows, Vanessa leaned her frame against the entrance post, radiating
pure control, looking like an entity straight from the macabre, impressing
itself upon its victim with an unsurpassed force.

His eyes wide open, helpless Joe watched as she approached, carrying
a collar and leash in her right hand. As the man stood before the kitchen
sink, the mysterious mistress placed the thing about his neck, saying,
“ There…now you’re my slave for good.”

While he washed the dishes, she simply stood next to him, staring away,
making sure he did everything right. Finished, he heard, “ Get down on
your knees…slave!”

“ Yes mistress.”

Slightly tugging on the chain, she lead the naked man back into the
livingroom. As the humble creature crawled on all fours, he felt pure humiliation
run through his system. However, in contrast to what one might expect,
the humiliation had a masochistic quality to it, making him ever more obedient.

In the livingroom, Vanessa took a seat upon the couch and placed her
right boot upon the coffee table, saying, “ Well…what are you waiting
for…worship it…respect the leather!”

Slowly, Joe put his face before the black shine, taking in the fresh
smell. Transfixed, he pressed his lips to the boot and kissed away, covering
every spot, going on for almost an hour.

As he kissed, his eyes would at times stare up at her crotch, covered
by her black leather panties. Working up some boldness, the slave ask his
mistress, “ Can I please lick your pussy?”

“ You’ll lick my cunt when I order you to lick my cunt…now shut up
and finish adoring my boots!”

Like a small child, he simply replied, “ Yes mistress.”, and returned
to his task, kissing away at the stiletto masterpiece.

Although he did as he was told, he nevertheless kept looking up to her
crotch. Infuriated, she pushed him aside and got up, stormed out of the
room, and returned thirty seconds later with a long scary whip.

“ This’ll teach you your place…scum bag!”

“ What did I do?”, ask Joe, shaking with fear.

“ You’ll look at my cunt when I tell you to…I decide things around
here!”

With that, the whip came down, crossing his face as he tried to shield
himself. On all fours, he quickly turned around and crawled to the other
side of the room. All was useless, for she was an expert with the thing,
peeling away at his flesh, producing one laceration after another.

Finally, while Joe cowered in a corner, she stopped and heard, “ Please
mistress…I promise I’ll be good…!”

A smile crossing her evil face, Vanessa said, “ That’s what I wanna
hear, now crawl to me on your belly and continue respecting my spectacular
stiletto creations of ever lasting glory!”

“ Yes mistress.”, answered Joe as he slowly wormed his way toward her
feet, making a complete fool of himself before the lady.

When his face was directly before her boot, she raised her right foot
and placed it atop his head, saying, “ Now kiss!” As the right boot pressed
downward, he worshipped the left piece of noble art as it rested firmly
upon the livingroom carpet.

Looking down at her slave, she remarked, “ I’m better than you are.”

“ Yes mistress.”

“ I’m greater than you are.”

“ Yes mistress.”

“ I’m the power and the glory!”

“ Yes mistress.”

Saturated with pride and conceit, the woman eventually said, “ All right…now
let’s see what you’re really good for.”

Turning around, she went over to the couch and stood before the piece
of furniture. Before his awe struck eyes, the lady pealed off the leather
attire, leaving only the boots on. Completely naked, Vanessa sat her beautiful
ass down upon the sofa and slightly spread her legs apart, saying, “ Ok…you
piece of shit, now you can eat me.”

His mouth watering, Joe crawled over and quickly pushed his face into
her large harry cunt, taking in its smell. A moment later, his tongue went
all the way in, licking her interior, going over every spot of her womanhood.

Going on for over forty minutes, he brought the mistress to three orgasms
before she finally spoke, “ That’s enough…now get up and get back to
work…there’s a vacuum cleaner in the kitchen closet…I want this place
perfect before I go to sleep tonight…is that clear?”

“ Yes mistress.”

Compliantly, Joe got up and obeyed, spending the rest of his life as
her willing slave!

The End

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Veronica’s Lair

With a slight pull, Seth opened the front door of the exhibit hall, entering afterward with a gentle stride, looking around, and taking in the view. All about the marble walls, hung beautiful works of photography, depicting mostly scenes of the human condition, showing people in various situations.

Moving along, Seth came upon a door leading into a chamber approximately the same size as any ordinary classroom. Curious to see the interior, he went through the entrance way and stepped inside.

Immediately, the twenty six year old man was greeted with, “ Hello Sir…care for a brochure?”

Rotating his head in the voice’s direction, Seth replied, “ Ok, thanks.”

After extending his hand, the man took the glossy paper. Nevertheless, he couldn’t remove his eyes from the individual’s face as she spoke on, “ So what do you think?”

Her voice didn’t only ask the question, it demanded an answer. Taken in by her demur, Seth responded to the brunette, “ From what I see…they’re interesting…who made them?”

“ I did…they’re my latest, not one is older than a month.”

As he continued to look into her iris which was blacker than coal, the gothic female’s expression displayed an unexplainable familiarity. While her pupils probed his interior, Seth eventually inquired, “ I’m not sure…but I think I saw you somewhere before.”

“ You might have, I’m Veronica Keller…you’ve probably seen my picture in a photography mag or something.”

Thinking for a moment, Seth replied, “ Oh yea…you’re that lady photographer who takes all those graphic pictures…wasn’t’ there some controversy about your work a year or two back?”

“ Yes there was, but you know how it goes…the first amendment always wins in the end.”

“ Yea, I suppose you’re right.”

With an elegant precision, her frame turned and faced the wall, looking straight at one of the enlarged pictures. Watching her take a couple of steps forward, Seth looked downward as her footwear hit the tile, causing an echo throughout the enclosure. Amazed, he stared away at the magnificent stiletto boots, reaching all the way to her knees. Reflecting the light from the room’s interior, the black leather objects glowed with an intoxicating radiance as Veronica continued moving forward, eventually stopping four feet before the photo.

Extending her hand in reference to the picture, she rotated slightly, capturing Seth in her field of view, saying, “ This one’s really something…I’m proud of it…think I caught everything?”

Pulling his eyes off her physique covered by a black skirt suit, Seth looked at the work of art, answering, “ It’s great, where’d you take that one?”

“ I shot it here in this town…I was the first at the scene before the ambulance arrived…the car must have been going at least eighty.”

Gazing away, Seth realized the full magnitude of her skill, a gift capable of recording every detail with the camera and turning any event into a world of its own. Upon the wall hung a man’s image all deformed by an auto accident. His face alone was pasted all over the car’s interior, not to mention the rest of his body.

“ What’s this over here?”, ask Seth as he pointed at another photo, “ Looks like some kind of ritual or something.”

“ I took that one a few miles out of town on a farm…it’s a Satanic Mass, some people are into that kind of thing…I just thought it’d be great to catch on film.”

“ Yea…you really got it all.”, replied Seth as he looked at five hooded individuals dressed in black robes standing around an alter, getting ready to pierce the heart of an animal.”

“ What’s that they’re about to kill?”

“ It’s a cat, here…next to this picture I’ve got another showing the finished task.”

Once again, Seth saw blood revealed as never before, showing the animal’s insides as the internal organs where sacrificed to the “ Devil”.

“ Pretty good…I’m not a professional, but I must say these are really splendid works.”

Smiling, Veronica inquired, “ So what’s your line of work?”

“ I’m an accountant…I work for BP, keeping a record of their finances in one of the branch offices.

Nodding her head slowly, Veronica then turned her attention to another individual who just happened to enter the room. As she spoke to the person, Seth spent the time looking around, absorbing the intrigue created by Veronica’s exhibition of the darker side of human existence.

Finished with the individual, Veronica returned her attention to Seth, saying, “ I see you’re still here…you like my stuff, don’t you?”

“ Yes, they’re really something to look at.”

Turning her head, Veronica watched the other person leave. Alone now with only Seth, the gothic looking lady slowly walked up to the man and whispered into his ear, “ Wanna see something else?”

Replying with a confused look, Seth only peered forth into her mysterious dark eyes as the lady went on, “ Tell you what…I can make some pictures just for you.”

Flattered that she would suggest giving him some of her time, Seth nevertheless felt compelled to ask, “ What do you have in mind…why would you do this for me?”

“ I don’t know…I kind of like you…that’s all.”, answered the lady with a grin.

After reflecting for a moment, Seth said, “ Ok…where do you wanna go?”

As she turned her gaze toward one of her works, Veronica softly said, “ In a short while, less than an hour from now, this wing of the exhibition hall closes, why don’t you go to the cafeteria and wait there for me…it shouldn’t be longer than forty five minutes.”

“Ok.”

Upon giving her a smile, the man left the chamber and strolled over to the otherside of the building, taking a seat in the eatery after ordering something to drink.

Seated there, Seth felt a cold chill go through his body; something wasn’t right. However, her attractive physique together with the way she carried herself had a hold on him, preventing the guy from breaking free.

After forty minutes went by, Seth turned around and saw her stature approach, making a very seductive image of its own. Striking the tile, her boots reverberated with the force of power, a controlling sound exclaiming his vulnerability before her superior air.

Upon reaching the table, the lady sat down and said, “ Well…you’re still here, I guessed as much.”

Listening to her words, Seth simply stared into her pupils, feeling a numbing sensation flow through him, reaching into every corner of his body. Finally, Veronica said, “ All right…I’ve got my car parked out front in the main lot.”

For a second, Seth wanted to inquire about his own vehicle when she immediately cut him short with, “ And don’t worry about your car, I’ll drive you back here when we’re all done…the exhibition hall’s open till midnight…only the west wing closes early.”

“ Ok, why not.”, replied the man.

Getting up, both individuals proceeded toward the front entrance. Upon following her outside, Seth took in a deep breath, enjoying the tranquil air. As the lady walked, Seth measured her off from behind, again taking note of her sexy demur, displaying a beautiful feminine stride.

At the car, Seth went over to the passenger side as she let herself in, moving over and finally unlocking the door from the inside.

Impressed with the black Camero, the man sat himself down and watched as Veronica gracefully started the engine, put the thing into gear, and drove off.

With the passage of thirty five minutes, Seth saw the narrow plane of a side street before his view as the lady turned the corner and drove up to her abode. Pulling into a drive, Seth was looking straight at an old structure set back a few hundred feet into a thick grouping of trees. Getting out, he looked over to her side, saying, “ Interesting place you’ve got here.”

“ Oh yea…what’s so good about it is the semi-isolation, no one can bother you here.”

Waking up to the front entrance in the early evening sun, Veronica unlocked the door and entered with Seth directly at her tail.

Slamming shut with a bang, the huge wooden door relocked itself, throwing everything into almost complete darkness. Overwhelmed for a moment, Seth nevertheless caught his breath as he heard her footsteps move away and eventually stand about twenty feet into the distance. Two seconds later, the place was illuminated by a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, revealing the full size of the room’s interior.

Amazed by its elegance, Seth inquired about the home, “ How old is this house?”

“ It’s probably almost a hundred and fifty years old…someone told me the age when I bought it, but I forgot the exact number.”

After his eyes took a brief tour, he said, “ I see you’ve got more photos on the walls.”

Looking at the pictures, our man noticed the same style and subject mater as before, images of pain and suffering, a total gallery in praise of the macabre.

“ Want some music?”

“ Yes, that’ll be fine.”, answered Seth.

Walking over to a huge amplifier, Veronica reached for a CD, placed it into the drive, and hit the play button. Not more than five seconds later, Berlioz’s Symphony Fantasique began echoing throughout the spacious interior. In fact, she let the final movement blast forth, throwing itself at Seth with a power signifying some darker intention on her part.

“ You said something about photos for me?”, ask Seth over the measures which were getting louder and louder as the masterpiece unveiled itself.

“ Yes indeed I did.”

Slowly, Veronica moved toward him, approaching with a cool, yet seductive and evil air. Eventually, the woman stood directly before him. As the feline raped the man with her dark eyes, she began circumnavigating his frame, constantly measuring him off. Finally, and to his surprise, she said , “ Here…let me help you with your shirt.”

Using her right hand, the gothic one started opening his top shirt button, working her way all the way down to his waist.

At first, Seth yelled, “ What are you doing?”

However, the lady’s hypnotic effect overtook him, making the guy helpless before Veronica’s enchanting mystique. With one yank, the brunette pulled at his attire, ripping off the shirt, and tossing the thing to the side.

Taking hold of his shoulder, she rotated him one hundred and eighty degrees, having his back to the sofa. Pushing him, she caused him to fall into the couch. Seated there, he heard, “ Take it all off…now!”

Finding it impossible to resist, Seth complied, removing it all. In no time, the man sat naked and helpless before the dominant female.

“ Nice dick you’ve got there.”, said Veronica as she removed her black jacket, throwing it next to him on the sofa.

“ Are you gonna get undressed also?”, ask Seth while his prick erected.

“ What does it look like…asswhipe?”, inquired the lady in a rude and rhetorical manner.

For a moment, her remark turned him off, but for some reason or another, her assertive nature began taking him in again, making him more pliable by the minute.

After the dark-haired vixen let her skirt fall to the floor, Seth looked on and saw a pair of black leather panties present themselves before his eyes. Gazing away, he watched her go out of her blouse, revealing a black bra also made of leather.

“ Do you always wear leather under your clothes?”

“ Yea…why not…its got a sexy feel…I love it.”

Subdued somewhat by her radiance of superiority, Seth watched as the woman went to the livingroom table and produced a pair of long gloves from the drawer, sliding the two black things on until the leather worked its way all the way up to within an inch or two below her arm pits.

Turning toward Seth, Veronica slowly went over and looked down at him with her hands upon her hips, saying, “ Let’s go…get up!”

“ What do you have in mind?”

Without a word, she let the back of her hand go across his face. Stung by the sensation, Seth felt anger go through his system. Eventhough her seductive physique had an effect on him, the assault was too much, causing Seth to quickly get up and move toward her, yelling, “ You bitch…who the fuck do you think you are?”

Before he knew what touched him, the man was looking up at the ceiling, lying on his back.

Raising her beautiful black leather boot above him, the mistress said, “ I know some marshal art tricks…so if I were you, I’d be very careful!”

Feeling the sting of the spike sink into his chest, Seth yelled, “ This isn’t funny, I wanna go now…let me leave.”

“ You ain’t going anywhere…I need you for something, you’re gonna make me a few extra bucks.”

Curious and frightened, the guy ask, “ What are you taking about…you’re not gonna make pictures of you and me.”

“ No…not you and me…just you!”

“ You’ll never get away with this…I’ll sue you!”

“ You talk like you were born yesterday…everyone knows the answer to that one.”

Quietly, he ask, “ What?”

“ Everyone knows dead people don’t sue.”

Uncertain about the seriousness of her words, Seth replied, “ You won’t kill me, I don’t believe that.”

Smiling wickedly, the lady removed her foot from his chest and stepped back. Not saying anything, she just continued to star at him, making an additional six more steps back, increasing her distance from the victim.

Upon seeing this, Seth jumped up and grabbed only his pants, running toward the front entrance afterward.

As he moved, he again heard the livingroom table’s drawer slide open together with an evil laugh. A second later, Seth felt his face go to the floor, experiencing a pull on his legs as well.

“ You pathetic fool…you though you could get away from me…!”

Pulling hard on the extended whip, the lady brought him toward her, sliding him upon the smooth tile.

After she released the whip’s hold, he heard it snap in mid air, coming back down and digging itself into his flesh, piercing the skin, and causing him to bleed.

“ Stop this…let me go!”, he shouted.

“ No way…you’re gonna stay here with me, we’ve got all the time in the world.

“ What do I have to say or do that you let me go?”

“ There’s nothing you can do to change my mind…now shut up and do as you’re told!”

Once again, he felt the whip’s sting as she yelled, “ Get up and come this way!”

Slowly, he raised his frame and followed the commanding cunt into another room. Going through this chamber, he was eventually lead into a third room, bathed completely in darkness.

After she turned on a light resting upon a desk, his eyes adjusted themselves to his new surroundings. Before he had a chance to absorb the errie atmosphere, she kicked the door shut and locked it, preventing his escape.

While looking around, he found himself inside what could be called a persuasion chamber. All about, instruments of torture hung from the walls.

Again, the whip cracked in mid air, finally bringing itself around his ankles, throwing him down to his back. Lying there, he watched as the psycho-bitch reached over and took hold of a cable hanging from the ceiling. Staring forth, he saw the dark-haired sadist pull down on the thing, causing it to uncoil. At the end of the thick wire were two metal cuffs, securely attached. Finally, she brought the shackles to his hands and snapped them about each of the guy’s wrists.

With wide open eyes, Seth looked into her dark pupils.

“ What’s wrong…is the poor little baby scared?”, mocked the woman.

“ Please…stop this…Veronica, c’mon…this isn’t right…I thought women were nice!”

“ I’ll show you nice…this’ll be really nice!”

As he lay on his back, the woman grabbed a chain and a master lock, moving both items toward his feet. Securing the chain around his ankles, she finally snapped the lock shut, preventing the guy from using his legs.

Screaming now, he yelled, “ I said let me go!”

Laughing, the goddess of hell replied, “ The room’s sound proof…yell all you want.”

Realizing that noise had no effect, Seth simply laid there as she went over to a closet and removed a tripod holding up a camera. Placing the thing six feet in front of him, Veronica focused and took a few shoots, saying, “ Yep…this’ll be a great night and it’s only beginning.”

Done with the camera for the moment, she stepped before the prisoner and remarked, “ You really do look pathetic…don’t you.”

“ C’mon…can’t we work out a deal?”

“ Nope, the deal’s right there.”, said Veronica as she pointed toward the lens.

Slowly, and with reverence, the lady stepped over him, eventually turning herself around, looking toward his feet. Using both hands, the dominatrix lowered her leather panties to her thighs. Squatting, Veronica stuck her ass right above his nose, saying, “ This’ll be worth something.”

As she hovered above him, the woman shit in his face, covering his eyes with her crap! Giggling, Veronica exclaimed, “ Hey…ever had that before?”

Finished with her business, she got up and went over to a small lavatory situated to one side of the room. Inside, she simply took a wad of toilet paper and came back out with it. Returning to Seth, she once again squatted above his face, wiping her ass in the process.

After she cleaned herself, she stuffed the used bathroom tissue into his mouth, saying, “ If you spit it out, I’ll ram my stiletto spike into your shit smeared face…is that clear?” Watching him nod slightly, she smiled at her victory.

Done, the evil female got up and returned to the camera, taking a few more shots of the man in his pitiful condition, laughing all the while at his helplessness.

When the lady returned to the man, she kicked him in the ribs. As the pain worked itself into his system, she exclaimed, “ That’s good…feel that…it hurts, doesn’t it!”

Constantly shaking his head, Seth got no mercy, only additional kicks and insults.

While she kept her boots in action, he eventually ejected the toilet paper from his oral cavity, yelling at the woman, “ I swear, when this is all over, I’ll kill you…bitch!”

“ It’ll be over all right, but you aren’t gonna do the killing!”

Walking toward a contraption at the room’s end, Veronica depressed a button, causing an electric motor overhead to hum. Slowly, the cable began to recoil, becoming shorter and shorter until Seth’s arms began rising up to the ceiling.

“ What the hell is this?”, screamed Seth as the cable continued to pull him upward, eventually suspending his toes three inches above the floor.

Pendulating slightly, the man said with anquish, “ Ahhhh…that hurts…my wrists are killing me!”

“ That’s not all that’s gonna kill you!”

Upon a table next to the electronic control board, there rested a huge knife approximately the size of a bayonet. Reaching for the thing, Veronica took it up and went over to the man dangling from the thick wire. Using her index finger and thumb, she took his dick into her hand, asking, “ Think your cock could ever get so hard that the knife won’t work on it?”

Displaying the knife before his face, she answered her own question, “ I don’t think so.”

Slowly, she lowered the blade to his prick and began sliding the sharp edge back and forth over his stretched penis.

“ No…no…please…I’ll do whatever you want!”

“ I want your dick!”, was her sarcastic reply.

Blood started dripping upon the floor as the blade worked its way through his skin. Screaming now, Seth yelled forth, “ Don’t…it’s not fare…don’t!”

In total pain, Seth watched his organ break free from his frame. Laughing, the lady raised the guy’s prick to his face, saying, “ It’s all gone now…isn’t it.”

Dropping the dead object to the floor, she next went for his balls. Inserting the knife’s point into his scrotum, the wicked witch turned it ninety degrees and sliced away an inch above his nuts.

Like a smashed tomato, blood squirted everywhere, producing a puddle before his feet.

Finished, she dropped his testicles to the tile and returned to the camera, placing his agony on film.

Taking up the knife again, Veronica went up to her helpless victim and said, “ So, this is it…the end…say your prayers.”

Through all the pain, he managed to say, “ No…don’t…!”

“ Fuck you…you’re mine now and I’ll simply end your existence…I’ll be the last thing you’ll ever see!”

With these last words, the dominatrix rammed the knife into his belly, slicing the guy open until his intestines fell out. Still alive, he screamed louder than hell itself!

Reaching up into his interior with her gloved hand, Veronica grabbed his heart and ripped it out, holding the thing right before her face. While she watched its last beat, his corpse hung limb from the cable, dripping away, making a huge red pool upon the floor.

As a finale to her work, the lady took pictures of his mutilated body together with his heart. Truly, she now possessed on film more than just a thousand words, she had forever the fragility of life and the irreversibility of death!

The End

Copyright 2000
by Frank K. Kovac(FK Publications)

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Where is He?
“ You’re grounded, that’s it…I don’t care what you say, young lady, like I said…that’s it…for the next month you ain’t going anywhere, not with that attitude!”

“ Oh yea?”, snapped dark-haired sexy Jennifer back at her forty year old dad, saying further, “ I’m seventeen now…, you can’t fucken push me around…I’ll do what I fucken want!”

“ You took the car last night without permission…so you’re now grounded, and when mom comes home from work today, she’ll agree with me.”

“ I don’t think so…”, replied the long-haired girl dressed in a flannel shirt, blue jeans, and black western boots.

“ Why’s that?”, asked her dad, Carl.

“ Because, she ain’t gonna fucken know about it…that’s why.”

“ Well…I’m obviously gonna tell her…right when she gets home…that’ll be in about an hour.”, said Carl, looking at his watch for a second.

“ She’ll know shit!”

“ She’ll know everything…and I’ll see that she does!”, yelled her dad, the guy working for some company, starting real early in the morning therefore coming home before his wife.

“ Dad?”, asked the girl.

“ Yea?”

“ Here…”, said Jennifer while she turned around and spoke on, “ Here…, why don’t you KISS MY ASS!”

“ GO TO YOUR ROOM AND STAY THERE!”, screamed the man.

“FUCK YOU…, ASSHOLE!”

“I SAID GO TO YOUR ROOM!”

Standing there in the livingroom, good looking Jennifer reached into her jean pocket and produced something.

While catching his breath after all the yelling, he asked, “ What is that?”

“ Just a little something I found at some weird place, it’s magic…I discovered its properties by accident…, I don’t think the old lady who sold it to me even knew what it can do.”

“ That’s just some old stone…looks like a fake jem.”

“ The only thing that’s fake is you, dad, you’re a joke…and now the joke’s on you!”

“ Go to your room young lady, now…I’m not telling you again!”

“ I know you’re not…I’ll make sure of that right now!”

“ What…, what are you doing?”, inquired Carl as his daughter aimed the rounded part of the stone at him and squeezed it with her fingers.

Suddenly, an orange beam emerged from the thing, making Carl yell, “ Hey…, I don’t get it…what…?”

She arched her head back and laughed, saying, “ Ha, ha…there you go, dad…, there you go…, ha, ha…, shrink, shrink away, fool!”

“ No…, hey…, this is real…it’s real…I’m really SHRINKING!”

“ You sure are…, ha, ha!”

Seconds later, poor Carl was down to two inches in height, reduced to helplessness, standing on the livingroom’s floor, looking up at the attractive girl!

“ Jennifer…, what, how,, please…make me normal!”

“FUCK YOU, DAD!”, answered the young brunette as she returned the gem to her pocket and squatted before her father, saying also, “ There…that’s it for you, no one’ll ever know what happened to you…, I’ll see to that.”

“ Jennifer, please, make me the same again!”

She pinched her dad by the back of his shirt and took up the guy, placing him upon the livingroom’s table. After standing straight again, sexy Jennifer turned around and rotated her head, telling her dad, “ As I recall…I asked you to do something for me?”

“ What?”

“ Kiss my ass, right?”

With reservation whatsoever, Jennifer unbuckled her belt and lowered her jeans and panties, exposing her curvaceous butt right over her tiny dad, saying, “ Ok…, kiss my ass, now!”

“ But Jennifer!”

“ I SAID KISS MY ASS!”, screamed the girl as she lowered her nice butt a little further until it was directly above her dad.

“ Jennifer, please make me normal again!”

“ If you don’t kiss my ass, I’ll kill you, YES I WILL!!!”

Not knowing what else to do, Carl pressed his lips up against her firm backside and kissed away at her butt for at least ten minutes, going at it over and over until the girl told him to stop. She pulled up her clothes and turned back around. Reaching for him, Jennifer ripped off all his clothes and set him back to the floor. Finally, the girl again took out the strange stone and aimed it at the man.

“ Jennifer, what are you doing?”

“ What the hell does it look like…gonna fix you for good…this is it.”

“ No…, no please!”, cried her father as she forced the beam out of the stone a second time, again shrinking him, this time shrinking him all the way down to an insignificant eighth of an inch tall!

After he was reduced to the point that no one could hardly see him anymore, Jennifer put the stone back into her pocket and laughed, “ There you go, dad…, now you’re lost, you’ll die soon…, so fuck you, now you’re out of my life, out of my face, good riddens…see if I care…now I can do whatever I fucken want around here!”

With that, the girl turned around and left, going to her room, not caring in the least about what happens to her dad.

All alone in the livingroom, the tiny naked man looked around. Everything seemed huge. The furniture loomed over him, giving him a feeling of inferiority, a helplessness he never experienced before.

“ What am I gonna do…, what am I gonna do?”, whispered Carl over and over to himself, afraid of everything.

Since he didn’t know what to do, the tiny guy just stood there, his little heart beating faster and faster. However, about forty five minutes later, Carl was frightened by the sound of the livingroom’s front door. Slowly, the wooden panel rotated inward. Eventually, he say a highheeled black leather shoe emerge from behind the moving door, followed by another! As he looked upward, he recognized his wife, Jane, the lady wearing a dark blue skirt suit, stockings, and her dark hair was raised to the top of her head.

After Jane shut the livingroom’s door, she approached the room’s center area, walking toward the sofa on the other end.

“ Please, Jane…, watch out…, please, don’t step on me…please!”, cried the woman’s husband as he ran out of the way.

Finally, the attractive thirty seven year old tossed her briefcase to the sofa and then left the livingroom, yelling, “ Carl…, you home? What’s for dinner?”

Toward the structure’s rear, Jennifer came out of her room and both females stood in the hall connecting the bedrooms.

“ Where’s your dad?”

Jennifer shrugged her shoulders and replied, “ I don’t know…, wasn’t here when I got home.”

A pissed off expression on Jane’s face, she said, “ But he told me he’ll be home right after work…he promised he’d vacuum and then make dinner for us when I get here.”

“ No idea where he is…you know how men are…very unreliable.”

“ You got that right.”, said the wife as she went to her own room, removed the jacket, and then came out wearing only the white blouse, the well fitting skirt, and her sexy pumps. She strolled out to the kitchen followed by her good looking daughter.

“ Guess I’ll just have to fix something for today…, this is really a bunch of crap…, oh when he gets home, he’ll get a piece of my mind…oh he’ll get it!”

With a mean look on her assertive and attractive face, Jane reached into the cupboard and produced two cans of soup, opened them, poured the stuff into bowls, warmed them in the microwave, and finally placed the food on the kitchen table together with spoons, one for herself and the other for her sexy daughter. After Jane parked her gorgious ass, Jennifer did the same and they both started eating. However, less than a minute later, Jennifer asked, “ Want the TV on? News is starting about now.”

“ Ah…, yea, why not…I can hear it from here…that’s all I need.”

“ Ok.”, said the girl as she raised her fabulous butt and walked into the livingroom, turning on the TV, getting the news.

Out of curiosity, Jennifer glanced down at the floor, wondering to herself where he could be. As a result, before she went back to the kitchen, Jennifer went down to her hands and knees, searching around a little, hearing from her mom as the woman’s back was toward the livingroom, “ Jenn…, c’mon…, your soup’ll get cold.”

“ Be right there, mom.”

Quietly, the girl continued to search. Suddenly, she saw something small and white. Upon closer inspection, it was her dad!

“ No, Jennifer, please…leave me alone…don’t hurt me, please!”

A wicked grin on the girl’s face, Jennifer slowly reached for the man and managed to push him atop the underside of her right hand’s index finger. Next, the girl got up and returned to the kitchen, coming to a halt right next to her mom.

“ What is it, Jenn…, sit down and eat.”

“ Hey…, look, mom, there on TV!”

Jane turned around and gazed into the livingroom, asking, “ What…it’s the same old bullshit about that Iraq crap…what’s so damn important?”

When the lady’s back was turned, Jennifer quickly dropped her dad into her mom’s soup plate, the tiny guy splashing down into the creamy stuff, coming to a halt a half inch or so next to the bowl’s side.

After Jane turned back around, the wife again asked, “ What’s so important about that stuff? C’mon…sit down and eat.”

“ Ok mom.”, answered Jennifer as she walked over to her seat and parked her ass.

From inside the bowl, Carl looked up into his wife’s face, the woman holding the spoon in one hand, moving it down toward him.

“ Jane…, Jane…, please, please…, it’s me, Carl…I’m shrunk somehow!”

She didn’t see or hear the super tiny man as he kicked and screamed.

“ JANE, PLEASE…, NO PLEASE!”

The spoon came down under him. He went up with it. Nevertheless, he fell off the side as the excess soup ran over the edge, taking Carl with it, throwing him back down into the bowl.

“JANE, NO, PLEASE…PAY ATTENTION…PLEASE DON’T EAT ME…NO!”

Again, she brought the spoon down, again picking up her poor naked little husband!

“JANE…, I’M ON THE SPOON…, PLEASE…, NO…NO…!!!!!”

She opened her mouth. From his perspective, it looked wider than a tunnel!

“NO, NO…!!!!”, cried the man over and over as the spoon got closer and closer!

Finally, he entered the dark cavity and she closed her mouth! In his last moments, Carl was drowned and suffocated by the soup and her saliva. A second later, she swallowed, taking him down her throat, down into the acids of her stomach where he was dissolved and what was left of him was shit from her asshole a day and a half later!

The End
Copyright 2004
FK Publications

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White Collar Crime 

All the way up on the eighty ninth floor of the downtown sky scraper, good looking dark-haired Meg sat behind her desk in the accounting office of the huge multinational firm and inspected some of the records. Being only a secretary for one of the chief executives, the lady nonetheless had access to some of the important information, able to piece parts of the info together now and then, giving her a clearer picture of the corporation’s whole financial state.

For a second, Meg, dressed on her black stiletto knee high boots and dark skirt suit, brushed her mane to the side for a moment and then froze, her eyes glued to the computer’s monitor before her. Next, she said to her own ears, “ What the…I don’t get it…it just can’t be…”

Confused, the brunette reflected on what she was doing for the last hour, reviewing some of the files.

“ Man…, this is crazy, it fits…it’s just like I thought.”

Written all over her face was serious concern as the sexy twenty five year old raised her gorgeous ass from the seat and slowly strolled from the room out into the hall. As she walked down the corridor, her boots hit the tile, echoing throughout the entire empty hall, producing an errie, yet sensual, sound.

At last, Meg made it to the other large office on the floor’s far end and knocked on its door. Two seconds later, the entrance opened with, “ Oh hi Meg…what do you want?”

“ I’ve gotta take to you, Joan…, it’s important.”

Looking back into the room, the attractive long haired blond, also a secretary, wearing a similar skirt suit, this one light blue together with darker pumps, said in response, “ But Jeff’s got me working on something…it’s gotta be done today.”

“ Just ask him to excuse you for a second.”

A little irritated now, Joan asked with a whisper, “ What’s so fucken important that you gotta pull me away now?”

“ Just go in and ask him…this should only take a few minutes.”

“ Oh all right.”, replied Joan with a sigh.

At a steady pace, sexy Joan went back into the room and then pressed a button on her desk, beeping her boss in a separate office of the larger area.

“ Yes…what is it?”, asked a male’s voice.

“ Is it ok if I leave for a moment…I gotta take care of something?”

“ How far are you with that report…you know it’s gotta be ready tomorrow.”, said the executive.

“ Yes sir…it’ll be ready…I just…”

Before she could say anything else, the guy impatiently responded, “ Yea, yea…, go ahead…but be back right away.”

“ Yes sir…, thanks.”

Back by the main entrance, Joan stepped out into the hall and said to Meg, “ Ok…what?”

“ Follow me.”

With another sigh, Joan followed Meg as the two supper attractive women walked down the hall, their beautiful butts swaying back and forth beneath the good looking business slim skirts.Finally, they arrived before Meg’s office door as the brunette opened the entrance and let herself and the blond in.

“ What do you have for me?”, asked Joan, getting a little pushy.

“ Just take it easy and relax…, here, look at this.”

In front of Meg’s computer now, Joan quickly looked at it and said, “ What…?”

“ Can’t you see…look at all these transactions over the last two to four months…this money couldn’ve come from profits like the official company report says…this is all hidden liability.”

“ What are you saying, Meg?”

“ Well don’t you care…, I mean, there’s something fishy going on here, someone’s trying to cover things up, make the company worth more than it actually is.”

Apprehension and fear on her face, Joan looked both ways and then replied in a very low tone of voice, “ Come to think of it…, last week Jeff asked me to shred a bunch of documents…I didn’t read ‘em…, but I thought it all strange…we never did that before…” Going on, she added, “ And another thing…”

“ What?”

“ He said we’re gonna shred some more in a couple of days from now.”

“ Yep…, it’s just what I thought.”

“ What?”

“ Like I just said…, someone’s trying to inflate the company’s value…raise its stocks so they can make a killing…, then after that…they’ll just quit their job and take off, leaving us holding the bag.”

“ Yea…, I got money in this place…they said we can’t sell our share as long as we work here.”

“ Mother fuckers…”, mumbled Meg.

With a wide eyed expression, the blond asked, “ Who do you think’s responsible for all this?”

“ Who do you think…our fucken bosses, who else, Jeff and Carl.”

“ So you you think Carl’s involved too?”

“ Why not?”

Right when Joan was about to say something else, a door in the room leading to a separate office opened and out stepped a middle aged guy. Suddenly, he stopped, stared at Joan, and asked, “ Joan…, what are you doing here…aren’t you supposed to be in Jeff’s office…, Meg, what’s going on here?”

Her heart pounding, the brunette quickly replied, “ We were just talking about the coffee machine down the hall in the lounge.”

“ What about it?”, asked the man while Meg quietly and slowly moved her hand to the keyboard, clearing the screen before he noticed anything.

Catching on, Joan answered, “ I couldn’t get it to work right…I just came in here to see if Meg could help…, Jeff wants a cup.”

A smile on his face now, the guy replied, “ Oh, ok…, in that case, Meg, why don’t you come back with a cup as well…, I want some too.”

“ Yes sir.”, said the booted female, feeling relief go threw her system.

Turning around, both sexy ladies went for the door while Carl looked on, eyeing their rear ends, quietly saying to himself, “ Nice asses…maybe one day one of ‘em’ll give me a piece.”

Out in the corridor, Joan opened up, “ Man…, I can’t fucken believe they’d do this…, I mean…, I’ve got my whole life’s savings tied up in this company.”

“ I know…, so do I.”

“ Thousands of people on every floor below us’ll also loose out…not to mention hundreds more working elsewhere for this outfit.”

“ I know…, it’s amazing…, it’s fucken criminal!”

“ What should we do…, go to the law?

“ Not just yet…, let’s find out some more…there’s always the slight chance we’ve made a mistake.”

“ I don’t think so…from what I saw on that screen, everything’s pretty clear to me.”

“ Agreed…but there’s a few things I wanna make sure off.”

“ Like what?”

“ You said there’s more documents to shred?”

“ Yea.”

“ Well…, before you destroy ‘em…make secret copies of ‘em…I wanna see ‘em…we could then take that stuff to the cops.”

“ Ok…, Jeff said the documants’ll be ready in a few days.”

As they moved down the hall, Joan asked, “Meg…, do you think we could maybe confront the guys about this…maybe they’ll simply fix things up if we tell ‘em we know.”

“ It might be possible to save the company…but it would have to find a real good loan to pay off all the high interest rate ones…only then could it survive…and it would have to tell the truth to all the holders.”

“ Then let’s do it.”

“ No…not a good idea.”

“ Why?”

“ Because it could get us fucken killed…let’s just get the documents copied and then look for new jobs…after that, we’ll sell all our shares and then talk to the feds about the shit going on here.”

“ Ok.”, replied Joan with a light sigh.

Finally, the two sexy women approached the lounge with Meg going in and Joan heading back to Jeff’s office where she finished up her work for the day.

By the coffee machine, dark-haired Meg poured a cup for her boss and returned with it back to her work area. After knocking on Carl’s office door, she heard, “ Come in!”

Opening the entrance, the good looking brunette went in and subserviently placed the cup on Jeff’s desk as he gazed up at her and smiled, saying, “ Thanks Meg.”

“ No problem, sir.”

Turning around, she began walking away from his desk when he said after her, “ Hey Meg.”

“ Sir…?”

“ How’d you like to go out tonight…, you know…, just you and me, after that…, well, I’ve got a private suite here in downtown two blocks from here…I use it to entertain friends and clients…, how’d you like it if I entertain you tonight?”

A smug expression on her face, Meg replied, “ I don’t think so, sorry…, let’s just keep things formal between the two of us.”

“ Ok, no problem…just asking…that’s all.”, answered the guy with a chuckle.

The door closed, Meg returned to her work area, mumbling, “ Now the bastard wants to get in my panties…, creep.”

Finished with the day, Meg went home to her apartment and did a few things here and there until she ate super and turned in for the night.

For the next two days, the brunette, together with the blond went through their work routine, doing whatever was necessary on a daily basis. At last, on the third day, Joan knocked on Meg’s office door and was let in.

“ Ok…, here they are, the documents…, let’s make copies here in your office…it’s safer, Jeff’s always looking over my shoulder…he’s a real strict boss.”

Looking both ways, Meg replied with a light whisper, “ Yea…, all right…, overthere’s the Xerox machine.”

However, before she strolled to the machine, Joan ask, “ But what if Carl pops out again like the last time and sees me copying all this shit?”

Thinking, Meg answered, “ I got an idea…I’ll knock on his door…after he lets me in and the door shuts…go and quickly make the copies, I’ll keep him busy…, trust me… I will.”

“ Ok.”

A grin on her face, Meg went over and knocked.

“ Yes…?”, was the response from within.

“ It’s me, Meg, I gotta talk to you about something.”

“ Ok…, come in…it’s not locked.”

After she opened the door leading to Carl’s plush office, Meg stepped inside and closed the entrance behind her while Joan quickly went over to the copy machine with the large bundle of forms and documents, getting started with her task.

Alone with Carl now, Meg smiled and said, “ Hi…, how’s it going?”

With confusion on his face, Carl asked, “ What do you wanna talk about?”

“ Us…”

“ What do you mean?”

“ I’ve been thinking about what you said a few days back…, you know…about going out.”

“ Yea?”, said the guy, curiosity on his face.

“ Yea… I think I’d like that…I’ve change my mind…you’d be great to have some fun with.”

“ All right.”

However, since Joan had a large amount of stuff to copy, Meg knew she had to keep him preoccupied, causing the brunette to stroll over to his desk and lean up against it, staring right into his face while saying softly, “ Yea…, we’d get along pretty good.”

“ Ok…, how about if I take you out for dinner tonight?”

“ How about if I have something right now to wet my appetite?”, responded Meg while she removed her suit jacket and then unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall to the floor.

His eyes wide open, Carl watched in amazement as she lowered her panties and slipped ‘em over her boots, finally taking off her blouse and bra, standing there all naked, save for her stockings and the awesome footwear. Impressed by what stood before him, Carl’s cock erected as she slowly and seductively strolled around the piece of furniture up to his chair, going down to her knees afterward.

When she spread his legs slightly apart, Meg reached for his fly and opened it, pulling out his dick. In no time, her lips where wrapped around his shaft as she began sucking, using her tongue as well.

Up and down went her head while she massaged his organ with her mouth. Looking down at her, the man was turned on by her naked frame, seeing her sensuous body before him, focusing his attention on her beautiful ass. Eyeing her butt only made the guy horny for her tight asshole. Gently, he took hold of her head and raised it, slowly pushing her face away, saying, “ Meg…, please turn around, let’s…, well, you know…!”

“ You mean a butt fuck?”

“ Yea.”

Smiling, she answered, “ Sure…I love it that way.”

To his great pleasure, Carl watched Meg rotate herself on all fours and finally present her ass. Looking down at her posterior, his cock felt like it was going to explode. Quickly, he knelt behind her and took hold of both sides of her soft and firm backside, pressing his dick into her nether eye a second later.

Back and forth he went, over and over, fucking away at that perfect ass of hers, a work of art and inspiration all to itself.

Two minutes later, Carl came, cumming right up her dirt road, some of his cum dripping down the insides of her legs. Catching his breath, the executive withdrew and stood up, getting a piece of tissue from his desk, cleaning off his rod afterward.

His zipper closed again, he watched Meg get up and stroll into his private lavatory where she sat down on the toilet bowl and reached for some paper, wiping her butt clean, even cleaning away the seamen already down to her knees.

Upon her return, she reached for her clothes while he ask, “ So when can we do this again?”

Grinning, she dressed herself and replied, “ Oh…we’ll see, perhaps in a day or two…whenever I feel like it.”

“ Aren’t we gonna go out tonight?”

“ Not tonight…I’ll let you know when.”

“ But I thought…”

“ Don’t worry.”

When Carl returned to his desk, Meg left the office, seeing Joan still by the machine.

“ You mean you ain’t done yet…what’s taking so damn long…, you know what I just had to go through just to ensure you get the time to do this!”

“ It ain’t working right.”

“ What do you mean?”

“ It’s taking real long for each copy.”

A frustrated look on her face, Meg went over and began playing with some of the buttons, saying both to herself and Joan, “ Yea…, why’s it acting like this…what the hell’s wrong with it?”

“ I don’t know.”

For thirty seconds, Meg screwed around with it until it began humming strangely, making a sound never before heard by such a devise.

“ What’s it doing now?”, ask Joan.

“ Not sure.”, answered Meg as she raised the cover above the scanning glass.

Suddenly, a bright beam shot up, hit one of the ceiling light’s glass cover’s, reflected off at an angle, and then hit a waste basket on the other side of the room by the entrance leading out to the hall.

“ Holy shit…!”, said Meg, trying to keep her voice low.

“ What the hell’s happening to that trash container?”, asked Joan, terrified.

“ It’s…!”

“ Yea…, it’s…”

“ I don’t believe what I’m seeing.”, exclaimed Meg, as both sexy women strolled over to the thing, their eyes wider than ever.

When they got there, they looked at one another, then looked down to the floor, seeing the waste basket shrunk down to only a fraction of an inch. Squatting, Meg picked it up, then stood straight again. In the palm of her hand was a novelty all to its own, a miniaturized object, still presenting every detail of its original self.

“ This is crazy…!”, remarked Joan.

“ Yea…I’ve never seen anything like it!”

“ How could this happen?”

“ I don’t know.”, answered Meg, looking back at the copy machine, “ But I’ve got an idea.”

“ What?”

Going over to her purse, the attractive and foxy brunette removed a mirror she usually used when placing makeup on her face. The thing in hand, she said to the blond, “ Joan…, see that paper weight on my desk?”

“ Yea.”

“ Go get it and place it down in the middle of the room, on the floor.”

“ Why?”

“ Please…, just do it.”

“ Ok.”

After Joan placed the object down to the white tile, Meg said, “ All right…, move out of the way.”

“ Ok.”, replied Joan, taking a few steps back.

Quickly, Meg went over to the Xerox machine and with an uncanny precision, held the mirror over the exposed scanner, aiming the reflective surface at the paper weight. Next, she hit the “make copy” button and looked on. Sure enough, the red beam emerged again, striking the mirror, reflecting off of it, and finally hitting the paper weight. In a matter of moments, no longer than ten seconds, the brass thing shrank and shrank until it was down to almost a tiny speck on the floor.

The beam gone, Joan raced over and went to her knees, finally picking up the shrunken thing with her fingernail, saying, “ Man…this is amazing.”

“ Isn’t it…?’, said Meg, an errie and diabolical calmness in her voice now.

“ Yea…I still can’t figure out how it’s possible.”

“ Who gives a shit…some weird configuration in the electronics did this…but I don’t care…the point is…”

“ What?”

Looking toward the room’s main entrance, and then over to Carl’s office door, Meg said, “ Joan…, remember how we were talking the other day about the company’s possibility of survival…, if it got a good loan to pay off the bad ones…this place could then survive and make some real money down the road.”

“ Yea…, I remember.”

“ Well…, let’s do it.”

“ Do it?”, asked Joan with confusion, “ That means we gotta let Carl and Jeff, the president and vice president of this company, know.”

“ Oh, they’ll know we know…but it won’t matter…because we’ll be making the decisions around here.”

“ We…?”

“ Yes, us…, we’ll be the bosses.”

“ How can that…” Suddenly, things began sinking into the blond’s head when she then said, “ Ok…, I get it…you mean we’re gonna…”

“ That’s right…, now you’re catching on.”

“ Ok…, but we gotta get Jeff over here.”

“ Just go get him and hurry up before Carl decides to come out here on his own…I’m not in his office to distract him like I did a few minutes ago.”

“ But how do I get him to come over…he’s gonna wanna know why first.”

“ Just tell him Carl wants to see him.”

“ But he’ll then call Carl first on the office phone.”

“ Then use the approach that always works.”

“ What are you talking about?”

Leaving the mirror atop the scanner, Meg marched over and grabbed Joan’s attractive rear, saying, “ Girl…, stop talking like you were born yesterday…just use this…, it’s the most powerful thing in the world…, the female butt.”

“ You mean I should lure him over with the promise of sex?”, asked Joan, an innocent expression on her face.

Rolling her eyes, Meg replied, “ You’re blond all right…, no, you should lure him over here with the promise of a new retirement account…, ofcourse sex, what better way to get a man to respond…, of that you can always be sure.”

“ But how do I get him to come over to this office…wouldn’t he wanna have sex there…back in his place?”

With a sigh, Meg said, “ Man oh man…, just tell him that Carl left the building for some bullshit reason and you want him over here because I got the hots for him too…tell him we both wanna do it with him at the same time…, and for extra measure, tell him we’re bisexual…, he can watch us make out if he wants…that’ll get him going.”

“ What of he doesn’t believe me?”, asked Joan, sounding a little nervous and timid.

In a very direct tone of voice, Meg said, “ When you go to the jerk, just turn around and lower your skirt and panties…show him your ass, then he’ll know you’re serious.”

Fumbling with words, the blond finally replied, “ Ok, but…”

“ Just go…, do it…, put that ass of yours to work.”

Cautiously, Joan left Meg’s work area and stepped out into the quiet hall. While shaking a little with fear, the blond finally strolled all the way down the corridor and entered her office. Once inside, she went up to his door and knocked.

“ Yes…what?”, yelled Jeff in response to the sound.

“ It’s me…, Joan.”

“ Come in…”

After she pulled the door open, Joan stepped in and then stood nervously before his desk as the guy sat there, looking straight at her.

“ Well, what is it?”

“ Ah…, sir…, it’s Meg.”

“ What about her?”

From her lips came the rehearsed sentence, “ She and I wanna do it with you.”

Measuring the young lady off from top to bottom, Jeff watched as she stood there, her feet pressed together, fiddling with her fingers, obviously feeling very tense. Seeing this, he asked, “ I don’t get it…, if you want sex, aren’t you supposed to be acting more relaxed and seductive?”

Not knowing what else to say, attractive Joan, almost in a state of panic, quickly turned around and bent over slightly, arching her ass towad him while her shaky hands unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Keeping herself together as best she could, the blond did a panty peel right before his eyes, exposing the smooth and curvaceous surface of her backside!

Stunned, he just sat there, his eyes exploring every crevice of her butt. Despite his serious no nonsense disposition, Jeff felt an erection come on as her perfectly shaped posterior did its work upon his psyche. Loosing control of himself, he slowly got up and strolled over to her, placing his right hand on her firm bottom, caressing its soft and warm ups and downs, his dick getting harder than ever.

“ So Joan…I see you’re more than just a great secretary…I never figured you’d be the type for this kind of stuff…but hey, like they say, the good girls need it too every once in a while.”

“ Yes.”, replied Joan, raising her attire now and leaving the room, Jeff right at her tail, following the woman.

At last, she returned to the other office. When she stepped inside, she saw Meg standing there by the copy machine with the mirror in her hand. Following Joan was Jeff, a smile on his face. However, when he was in the room, the guy froze as his eyes fell on Meg and then asked, “ What are you doing?”

“ Fixing things up myself.”

“ What do you mean…I don’t get it…I thought we’re gonna…”

“ You thought you’d get a free fuck, right…?”

“ Well, ah…, yea.”

“ Well…, think again, asshole!”, exclaimed the beautiful brunette as she pressed the machine’s button, releasing the beam.

“ I don’t understand…, what’s going on!”, cried Jeff, seeing everything around look like it was growing and growing.

A grin on here pretty face, Meg yelled, “ That’s right…perfect…, shrink you son of a bitch…, shrink!”

“ No, no…!”, yelled the man as he finally realized what was happening to him.

In less than a minute’s time, Jeff was standing there upon the tile at no more than two inches in height, his tiny head moving back and forth in confusion.

Because of Jeff’s yelling as he shrank, Carl emerged from his office door and asked with concern on his face, “ What’s going on here…I thought I heard a scream or something?”

“ You did.”, respond Meg, moving the mirror so its face pointed in his direction.

With no mercy in her heart, Meg hit the button, watching the red beam come again, reflecting from the mirror, and finally striking Carl.

“ What…, what’s going on…?”, cried the guy just like Jeff, “ What’s happening…?”

After a few seconds, Carl was reduced as well, shrunk down to the same height as his fellow executive.

Slowly, both Meg and Joan strolled to the room’s center. When they got there, Meg motioned with her index finger for the two little guys to come forth. Totally frightened and confused, the tiny ones came closer and closer until they stood at the base of the sexy women’s feet.

“ Jeff…what the…, you too…how’d all this happen…?”

Looking at the two pairs of high heeled footwear looming before him, Jeff then turned to Carl and replied, “ I don’t know…they shrunk us some how.”

“ That’s right…, you fucks…, we found some weird defect in the copy machine and figured we’d use it to our own advantage.”, said Joan down to the little men, her weight shifted to one leg.

Terror written all over him, Carl asked, “ Why…, what did we do to you?”

“ You creeps…, I found out what your plan was…inflate this company’s worth and then sell your share…after that, fuck everyone else and let the place go to hell while you quit your job and walk out with millions.”

“ No, no…, that’s not true!”, responded Carl, pleading for mercy.

“ Oh yea…, then how the fuck do you explain this…, asshole?”, inquired Meg, walking over to the documents that were intened for shredding.

“ Ah…, oh, I…”

“ Yea…, you know exactly what you had in mind, mother fucker.”

“ Ok…, ok…, but please…, let’s work out a deal!”

“ There’s only one deal I’ll stamp out with you two pieces of shit.”

“ What…, name it!”

“ Write everything over to us…, your stocks and all, then we’ll let you live, if not…, you’re dead.”

“ But that’s crazy!”

Raising her right leather boot, Meg answered, “ All right…, have it your way.”

“ Ok, ok…, please don’t step on us!”

“ Good…, now give me the info.”

As the two sexy females went over to the terminal and parked their gorgeous asses, Carl and Jeff relayed all the information about their accounts and stocks while Joan and Meg keyed it all into the computer on the brunette’s desk, transferring the net balance over to themselves, reducing both guys to poverty in a matter of minutes. Finished, the vengeful ladies got up and returned to the little ones, looking down at the men with triumph glowing in their eyes.

Squatting, Meg reached for Carl and raised him by the back of his shirt as she stood up. While he pendulated from her finger tips, the lady sarcastically remarked, “ You know…, that butt fuck you gave me a short while back is really starting to take it’s effect.”

“ What, what do you mean…?”, cried frightened tiny Carl, just hanging there.

“ Whenever I get it up my back door, I gotta take a shit a few minutes later…I don’t know…, that’s just how it is.” Her attention aimed at Joan for a second, Meg smiled wickedly and said while looking back down at Carl, “ Looks like I just found myself some toilet paper.”

“ No, no…!”, yelled Carl in vain as she slowly strolled into his office lavatory. Screaming on, he pleaded, “ We had a deal…, you said you’d let me live!”

“ Ha…, you’re nothing important now.”

While she entered the bathroom, Jeff simply stood there and watched in shock, petrified with fear, glancing up at Joan now and then who giggled away.

Inside the lavatory, Meg left the door open and slowly placed her boss on the toilet’s tank. Turning around, she unzipped her skirt and let it go down to her knees. When her panties were down as well, sexy Meg lowered her amazing and perfectly shaped curvaceous ASS! to the seat and happily took a shit, hearing the dark colored chunks strike the water one after another. Finished with her business, Meg reached back and grabbed the tiny creature as he screamed and struggled, No…, Meg…, please…, no!”

With a simple motion of her hands, she torr off all his clothes, dropping the attire into a nearby wastebasket. Seeing him all defenseless and naked, she pinched the guy’s frame between the fingertips of her right hand and slowly titled herself to the left, allowing half of her butt to go off the seat a few inches. At last, her hand graciously slid under her backside into the mysterious darkness below while over and over she constantly heard, “ No, no, please…!”

Into her asscrack her went! Pressing him against her butt, she then slid the guy downward, rubbing him against her flesh, moving him further and further toward the ultimate destination. For a few moments, he simply felt his skin slide against hers until suddenly he found himself pushed over a slimy patch, obviously going over her shit smeared asshole!

Releasing him, Meg heard the guy fall into the water with a tiny splash.

“ Please…, help, get me out!”, screamed Carl, fighting to keep his head above the surface while he floated around with her crap.

At a causual pace, Meg reached for some toilet paper and finished wiping her nice ass, dropping the soiled Charmen right down on him.

Standing up, she pulled her clothes back up in place, turned around, and flushed, watching the guy swirl away to his death. Through the open office and lavatory doors, helpless Jeff saw it all, causing him to turn and run, moving as fast as his tiny feet would allow.

“ Hey, Joan…, look, he’s getting away!”, yelled Meg, stepping back into the main area.

“ Oh shit…!”, exclaimed Joan, running after him.

However, before the blond could catch up with him, he quickly went under Meg’s desk.

“ Where’d that little creep go?”, asked Meg to herself and Joan as both sexy ladies went down on their hands and knees, arching their butts upward.

“ Can’t see him.”, answered Joan, her eyes exploring the desk’s underside.

“ He’s gotta be here somewhere.”

“ Where?”

Under the same piece of furniture, on the other side, little frightened Jeff stood behind the left leg, trying to conceal himself as best as possible.

Shaking her head, Meg got up and strolled around the thing until she stood next to her chair. Going to her knees again, the brunette lowered her face and yelled when she finally saw him, “ Here he is…, right here!”

Startled by her voice, Jeff ran to the right, moving over to the wall. Her frame raised, Meg ran after him as Joan did the same. Quickly, the blond went low and grabbed him, catching the guy.

After both women were standing straight, they looked down at the little one in Joan’s outstretched palm while Meg asked, “ So how you wanna kill this one?”

Smiling, Joan, getting into things now too, replied, “ I know just the thing…”

“ What?”, inquired dark-haired Meg.

“ Follow me.”

Nonchalantly, the women left Meg’s office and walked down the hall, listening to their own footwear echo from the walls. A short time later, Joan entered her office and finally stood before the shredding machine as she turned to Meg and said, “ Well…, this is what they always do…, shred the evidence…, guess we’d best do the same…, destroy all evidence of out little discovery…, right?”

“ You bet…”, replied Meg, watching the blond flick the switch and drop Jeff in.

“ Please…, get me out!”, yelled the tiny man, being pulled closer and closer to the blades, looking to him like the hungry teeth of a monster from hell.

Before he knew it, the guy was pulled through, his body sliced into tiny strands while his blood and guts spayed forth and slowly emerged from the other side, eventually dropping down into a wastebasket.

“ Now that’s how you take care of trash.”, remarked the brunette.

“ Yep…that’s how you do it.”, respond Joan, asking afterward, “ So what are we gonna do now?”

“ Well…, we’ve gotta secure a better loan to fix things up like we discussed earlier.

“ All right…, I think I know a few contacts.

While they spoke on, the women, owners of the firm now, left Joan’s office and strolled down the corridor toward the file and data room, discussing everything they’ll need, really getting into it, transfixed by their new positions of power.

The End 
  Copyright 2002
FK Publications

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