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Authors name: Deputy Duffy (Stonedog99_1999@yahoo.com)
Story title : Legal Pawn

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Legal Pawn
by Deputy Duffy (Stonedog99_1999@yahoo.com)

***

Julia gets schooled about life in the big city. (FFM, 
nc, rp)

***

The sound of Barry White blared over the speakers and 
the dance floor bustled with sweaty dancers. Julia Davis 
was not one of them. She sat in a booth just off the 
dance floor's side. She was flipping through her case 
files, while occasionally glancing up at her co-workers, 
dancing away. 

She shook her head in frustration. She wanted to be 
anywhere but in the smoky dance club. She had just been 
given what could possibly be the case of her lifetime 
and the young lawyer wanted to prove her worth to her 
boss Mr. Harrison. She was thrilled to be given the 
opportunity, but not with the catch. She wasn't pleased 
that she had to work on the case with two other lawyers. 

("Why them?" She thought, as she watched them dance.) 

The lights flickered, as Ellen Bradley shook her 
platinum blonde hair. She was the lead lawyer, and she 
gave the orders. She was also rumored to be close to 
being made partner. It was her idea to come to the dance 
club to have some drinks and blow off some steam. Ellen 
was putting on a fine display of dirty dancing with her 
dance partner Zack Bugler. 

Julia shook her head, as he bobbed back and forth. He 
was younger than Julia, but seemed to be moving along 
faster at the firm than Julia. But with this case she 
was determined to change that. He glanced her way. Julia 
chuckled remembering that he also had the nerve to ask 
her for a date, after only working for two weeks at the 
firm.

"Wow, that was fun," Ellen gushed, as she spun over 
towards Julia. "You two should give it a whirl."

"Yeah right," Julia snickered, sliding off her stool and 
brushing past. And evil eye sent Zack's way as he 
offered his hand.

"He's a good dancer, really," Ellen said, over the 
music. But she only got Julia's back, as she slid into 
the last booth against the back wall. Zack cringed, 
feeling her bee-like-sting, yet again.

"Wow, this is going to be tougher than I thought," Ellen 
said, grabbing Zack by the hand and leading him, with 
subtle force, along the booths, until they reached 
Julia's.

A firm hand on the shoulder, reluctantly sent Zack in 
first. Ellen quickly followed. Now face to face, Zack 
could feel Julia's distain.

"I need another drink," Ellen said, just seconds after 
they sat down.

"Yeah, that sounds good," Zack said, before he motioned 
to the young woman, carrying a silver tray. "Waitress, 
three more martinis."

Julia offered one more futile plea to leave, but Ellen 
just shook her head. Zack rolled his eyes, not because 
he wanted to leave, but because Ellen had slid down 
excessively, her body pressing him up against the far 
wall. He could smell her spicy perfume now, or maybe it 
was her hair. He felt his body tingle. He tried to fight 
it, as he wanted to think of Ellen as a boss and mentor 
and not like the sexy older woman that she was 
portraying.

"Now, I think we need to talk about this," Ellen said 
loudly, over yet another Barry White song.

"This what?" Julia snapped.

"This attitude... it's not good for the case..."

"Oh, the case," Julia interrupted. "THIS is really 
helping the case," she said, while waving her hand in 
their direction.

"This my dear, is getting to know each other, 'cause 
from now on, THIS, meaning the three of us, is all we 
have," Ellen said, her voice full of force. She glanced 
over at Zack, just off her right shoulder, and put her 
hand on his left knee. "Right?"

Zack could only manage a nod, feeling pawed at yet 
again. He also felt working on this case probably meant 
spending every waking hour together on it. He knew this 
meant his social life would have to be put on hold yet 
again, but he didn't want to blow his shot. Zack 
shuddered at the thought. Then, because Ellen's hand was 
slowly sliding up his leg. 

"And I think it would behoove us all to get along," 
Ellen said looking at Julia, before she spun her 
seductive gaze at an ever increasingly nervous Zack's 
way, before purring into his ear. "Right Zackey?"

"Yeeep," Zack shrieked out, like a schoolgirl, as 
Ellen's hand boldly brushed his crotch.

"Well, there is getting along and then there is getting 
it on!" Julia sneered at the cozy looking duo.

"I didn't say that. Although, I'm the only one married 
here," Ellen said, while her hand was tracing small 
circles on the flushed-faced Zack's crotch. Zack even 
tried to coyly bat her hand away, after hearing her 
confession, but more because of the positive effect her 
touch was having. For Zack, it had been a long time 
since a hand other than his own had been down there. But 
the brazen Ellen was winning the battle. 

"But I only married for status," Ellen confessed, while 
turning Zack's face her way. "My husband hasn't sent me 
to bed a satisfied woman in many a moon." Ellen, now 
staring into Zack's baby blues, finished with a wink, 
which Julia caught. 

"Look at you two. I bet you have your hand on his leg 
right now," Julia managed to spit out, before Ellen's 
giggling drowned her out.

"Something like that," Ellen seductively purred, as she 
finally gave Zack's growing cock a good squeeze, sending 
it to a full-blown hard-on. "Yeah, just like that." 
Ellen was impressed.

Zack, sweating with embarrassment, was worried about 
blowing more than just his shot now.

"Well, you two play your games... I'm outta here." Julia 
said, just as the waitress brought over their drinks.

"Just one more!" Ellen shouted, but Julia was already 
making her way through the crowded dance floor.

"What crawled up her ass?" Ellen said, before gulping 
down her martini. Zack just shook his head, while trying 
to adjust his pants. Ellen giggled as she watched. "Need 
some help with that?"

"What?" Zack gasped. "Look she's gone, so you can stop 
teasing me."

"Tease!" Ellen snapped. "I'm a lot of things... but a 
tease... no."

"I think we should keep our relationship professional."

"I agree, Zack... when we're in the office."

"Good."

"But here we are, and I got you all hard, so I should 
help yah... you know," Ellen said, rubbing Zack's tented 
pants, again. "How bout a little hand job?"

"Not here," Zack said, batting her hands away.

"It's dark," Ellen said with a giggle, while tugging at 
his fly.

"Outside," Zack said, pushing on her shoulder.

Ellen slid to her feet and pulled on Zack's hand. Zack 
was embarrassed at his present condition, so he was glad 
the club was indeed dark. He also followed Ellen 
closely. They made their way out of the backdoor into a 
darkened alley.

"Geez...  I don't know about this Zack, after all... I 
had no idea this was an alley," Ellen said, looking 
around. "Maybe we should go back into the club... or go 
find my car?"

"This thing is painful you know," Zack said. Ellen 
giggled, as she grabbed his hand. Zack quickly batted it 
away and pushed Ellen over to a trash filled Dumpster.

"Zack, what the fuck are you doing?" Ellen cried out. 
But he just laughed and pulled up the back of her dress. 
She could feel the evening's cold air. "Not here... not 
like this," she pleaded.

"Look, you said you weren't a tease," he said, before he 
ripped off her white panties, in one violent jerk, and 
tossed them into the Dumpster, while she shrieked. "I 
only said a hand job!"

"What are we in high school!" Zack spit into his hand 
and then he rubbed it between her legs. He was surprised 
at her smoothness. ("Must be a wax job," he thought to 
himself.) He ran his fingers along her pussy lips, 
before finally sliding two in.

"Owww." Ellen moaned, and she finally gave up her futile 
fight and spread her legs and arched her back. Zack spit 
on his hand again and rubbed it on his cock. He ran the 
head of his cock along her pussy until it slid inside. 
She bit her lip. He let out a groan. His thrusts quickly 
became deeper and more powerful. (All of Ellen's sexy 
looks, her innocent touches, her dirty dancing, her 
crotch rubbing, had built him into a sexual frenzy that 
he was now taking out on Ellen's backside.) The sounds 
of slapping skin echoed throughout the ally.

Ellen tried to get Zack to slow down, as his deep thrust 
with his large cock, were almost painful, but her pleas 
only seemed to fuel his fire. Ellen shrieked, suddenly 
spotting a bum, sitting on some cardboard boxes, only a 
couple of feet away. He was watching with a toothless 
grin. She cringed, noticing that he was jerking off 
while watching Zack fuck her.

"Please Zack, someone's watching!"

"I know. I saw him, too," Zack said, grabbing a hand 
full of hair. "But if you know how long I've wanted 
this... Julia."

Ellen gasped. She wasn't sure if she heard right, but 
she could have sworn... 

He suddenly pulled down on the back of her hair, as he 
groaned out and released deep inside of her pussy, 
interrupting her thoughts. Several small quivers 
followed, and then he let go of her hair.

A voice suddenly bellowed out. "Everything alright out 
here?"

Zack and Ellen quickly fixed their clothing. When they 
turned, they spotted one of the club's bouncers at the 
backdoor. 

"Good timing, Pal," Ellen said, as she made her way back 
into the club and Zack followed. She never looked back, 
while he stopped at the bar to have another drink.

Zack finally made his way home. His head still swirling 
from the evening's events. He knew the difference 
between right and wrong, and he was leaning towards the 
later.

Unlocking the door to his one room flat, he swung the 
door open and headed straight for the frig -- a finale 
beer on his brain. Cracking the bottle open, his nose 
picked up a scent, but it wasn't barley, it was... 

"Hi there Zackey." 

He heard the voice, before he focused on the moon lit 
face.

"Ellen, what the!" Zack screeched, at his surprised 
visitor. "How did you get in here?"

"Key under the mat," Ellen said with a smile, as she 
flipped on his pole lamp. "Not real original."

"B-but what?" Zack mumbled, moving closer, a little 
cautiously.

"What my dear?" Ellen purred, dragging on a cigarette. 
"Cigarette after sex, isn't that the way?"

"No. Wha-why are you here?" Zack mumbled, as he sat down 
on his couch across from Ellen, who was slumped in his 
old recliner.

"Ok Zack, I'll cut to the chase," Ellen said, putting 
her cigarette into an empty beer bottle. "You see, you 
and me need to have a little talk, 'cause we gut a 
problem."

"Problem?" Zack managed, a gulp in his throat.

"Yeah, I have a problem with being fucked in an alley, 
like a common whore, while some bum watched. You could 
have at least slipped a fifty into my bra after you were 
done with me. Really now, leaving me with your cum 
oozing out of my pussy, and running down my thighs," 
Ellen said. She put on her best face of disgust, 
although she tingled with excitement. Zack cringed and 
slumped back. 

"And to top it off, you weren't even fucking me, were 
you?" Ellen said, teasingly.

Zack's head slumped. She heard.

"So what are we gunna do now?" Ellen asked, disgust in 
her voice.

"I dunno," Zack mumbled, his stomach turning.

"Well for starters at least look at me," Ellen ordered 
and Zack quickly followed. "That's better."

He did his best to focus. His insides in turmoil.

"Good, now listen and listen good, young man. The way I 
see it you owe me one, big time, and here's what I 
want." Ellen paused for effect, loving that she had 
Zack's full attention. "I want Julia."

"Huh!" Zack groaned, a little taken aback.

"Not like that! I'm no lesbian," Ellen said, with a 
scrunched face. "No, I just want her for one night. I 
wanna see her on her knees, licking my pussy."

Zack was even more stunned now.

"It's a power thing," Ellen said, reading his face. "And 
your gunna make it happen."

"What?" Zack squealed.

"Yeah, that's right buddy boy. I don't even care if you 
join in. Hell you've fucked me once, and I know you 
wanna fuck her, so just make it happen."

"I mean, but how and why?" Zack in a panic, quickly 
asked.

"Why?" Ellen said, biting a bright red fingernail. 
"Hmmm... That's a tough one... let's just say I want 
Miss High-Horse put in her place."

"Confused," Zack chirped, shaking his head.

"Look when Julia first joined the firm, we bonded. I 
thought we were good friends and then she just 
changed... and..."

"What happened?" Zack interrupted.

"I don't know!" 

"C'mon."

"Look, it was innocent."

"Tell me, Ellen."

"Look, we use to work out together, so like we were at 
the gym. Well, after our workout we were in the locker 
room, and it was time to shower, but there was only one 
shower open, that's all."

"If you don't tell me," Zack said, moving to the edge of 
the couch. "I can't help.

"Alright... alright... but this stays between us," Ellen 
warned. "Well I suggested we shower together... like I 
said it was innocent."

"Ah, huh," Zack groaned in disbelief.

"It was!" Ellen hissed. "I've showered with other women 
before. I didn't think it was a big deal, so I started 
taking off my workout clothes. Like I said, I didn't 
think it was a big deal." 

"That depends, I guess," Zack managed, the picture of 
them porno showering, dancing in his head.

"It was just... I don't know... maybe it was the look on 
her face when I started stripping off her clothes. I 
thought she might faint, especially when I grabbed her 
sports bra and pulled it off."

Zack shivered with the thought.

"She was mumbling some protest, as there were a couple 
of women watching us. But hey, I was already naked, so 
she was getting naked, too. I almost had to rip her 
small bike shorts off, as she was so squirmy. When I 
finally had her naked, I grabbed her by the hand and 
headed for the shower."

"And then?" Zack quickly moaned, excitement on his 
breath.

"Well the shower was built for one, so we, you know, 
were tight... skin on skin," Ellen said, excitement now 
on her breath. "One thing about Julia that you've 
probably noticed by now is that she has some rather 
large breasts on her, and well I've just never... 
well... they were like two begging cones, I-I, ah, just 
wanted to, you know..."

"Touch them," Zack added, feeling strangely jealous.

"Yeah... I mean no...  I just wanted to help her wash," 
Ellen said, shaking her head. 

"Ah huh," Zack chuckled.

"Well, I didn't think it was a big deal, so I offered to 
wash her back," Ellen said, her body consumed with 
exhilaration, as her mind raced back in time. "She was 
frozen like a statue. Her skin slick and smooth. I just 
couldn't help myself. After I finished her back, I 
reached around and her breasts just melted in my soapy 
hands. I couldn't believe how firm they were. The soap, 
the water, her golden brown erect nipples, it was 
electric."

Zack, listening to Ellen's sultry voice, was suffering 
from a case of happy pants, yet again. 

"Well, I thought she was enjoying it as much as I was, 
so one of my hands moved lower and lower. Honestly, she 
could have used a trim down there. I mean my finger 
almost got tangled, but it finally slid in. Her pussy 
even seemed to suck me in. One hand now on her breast, 
another in her pussy, soft moans from her lips. It was 
heaven! I thought I finally had her, but..."

"But?" Zack snapped, excitement and jealousy fully 
consuming him.

"Yeah but... but she couldn't take it. She bolted from 
the showers and has never looked at me the same way 
again."

"Maybe she's not into woman," Zack said, with a prideful 
shrug.

"No, it's not that. I could tell by the way she looked 
at me when I stripped off my clothes that she liked what 
she saw, and she definitely liked my touch. And ever see 
a boyfriend?"

"Then?"

"No, she has a problem with me being her boss, and she 
just has a problem letting go of her fears," Ellen said, 
as she rose from her seat.

"And you have a problem with rejection," Zack growled, 
as he shook his head.

"I get what I want," Ellen said, with a glare, before 
she strolled to the door. "You don't think I've had to 
do things that I'm not proud of to make it this far! Why 
should she be any different?"

"But how do I?" Zack asked, before Ellen opened his 
door.

"I don't care how you do it," Ellen said, an evil look 
on her face, when she turned her gaze back. "Seduce her, 
coerce her, blackmail, I don't care, just set it up 
before the case is over... or..."

"Or?" Zack groaned.

"Or you're done at the firm, and I will blackball your 
ass so bad you won't even get a job pumping fucking gas 
around here," Ellen growled in a raspy voice. "Remember, 
I get what I want."

Zack shook at her closing statement and from the 
slamming door. 
He also knew that he'd been had.

Zack spent the next day trying to figure a way out of 
his predicament. He knew Julia could make good on her 
threats. He decided to hire a P. I. that he used on a 
prior case to dig up some dirt on Julia. He also gave 
him Ellen's name almost as an afterthought. 

The P. I. took a few days before he called back. He told 
Zack that Julia was clean. Zack cursed at the news. But 
the P. I. went on to say that Ellen, on the other hand, 
caused quite the stir in her small town. She was a 
senior in high school, and she had an affair with her 
principal and ended up getting pregnant. But what Zack 
was surprised to hear was that Ellen aborted the 
pregnancy. Her abortion made the front page, of her 
small town rag, for days.

When Zack hung up the phone, he checked his email for 
the newspaper reports that the P. I. was sending his 
way. He knew this could be his out. Zack's brain was 
racing. (He had gotten to know Mr. Harrison over the 
last couple of years, and knew that he was a radical 
pro-lifer. He even went all over the country with his 
wife to support the cause. And if he knew about this, 
Zack had a feeling that it would be Ellen that would be 
through at the firm.) Zack made some copies and headed 
out to find Ellen.

He found her having her morning coffee at a small Diner 
and presented her with his findings. He loved the 
stunned look on her face when he told her that she would 
now become his "fuck toy" in exchange for his silence. 
"Starting today, in your office, after work," Zack said, 
as he left Ellen with a small kiss on her rosy cheek. 
"And you'll have to get Julia on your own... I ain't no 
pimp," he said, as he headed for work, with a whistle.

At work, Zack spent most of the day in the firm's 
basement. Ellen had given him the daunting task of 
looking up old case after case. He was looking for 
precedents, involving their case, or basically anything 
that would help them out. 

Zack was doing his best to concentrate on work, but as 
the day wore on, his concentration was slipping. His 
after work sex meeting with Ellen, in her office, 
dancing in his head. He kept patting his pocket, warming 
a tube of lubrication, which was waiting for the deed. 
He had only found one lover prior, willing to give anal 
sex a try. 

She only lasted three or four thrusts before she cried, 
"no mas!" He sported an evil grin, as Ellen would get no 
such break. Although, he was pretty sure he wouldn't be 
the first to make that dirty trip, he was mostly looking 
forward to controlling his boss.

("Ah, but first," he thought, looking at his Rolex, 
seeing that it was finally time. "I think I'll get one 
of her famous blowjobs that I've heard oh so much about. 
I can't wait to see her face smeared with my cum.")

Zack made the long trip up to Ellen's office, his groin 
already aflutter, as it had been all day. His cock had 
been in every state there was, just thinking about the 
fun things he was gunna do with Ellen. 

He stopped at Ellen's door, looking around, here and 
there, to make sure the coast was clear. "Not a creature 
stirring," Zack thought, as he rapped on the door, 
before swinging it open. (Weakly impersonating a "here's 
Johnny.")

"What, you change your name?"

"Julia what the...?" Zack said, stopping dead in his 
tracks. "I mean, what are you doing here?"

"What?" Julia snapped. "We are working hard on the case, 
too."

"No, I, ah, mean," he mumbled trying to get Ellen's eye, 
but she was acting busy, flipping papers on her desk. 
"I'm surprised that's all."

"Yeah, we're full of surprises," Julia said with a sly 
grin.

The grin went over Zack's head, because he was looking a 
little lower, his mouth agape, and his eyes unbelieving. 
He focused. ("Wow!" he thought to himself, over and 
over, at the cleavage Julia was now sporting. Her 
usually fully buttoned blouse was unbuttoned down past 
her eye catching, red bra. Her bra was also seemingly 
trying to push her full breasts out of the blouse's 
opening.) 

"Ah, Zack," Ellen said, snapping her fingers. "Did you 
want something?"

"Ah, no," Zack moaned, shaking his head at Ellen's 
question, although he never really heard it. He also 
seemingly missed the wise way in which she asked it.

Zack sat in the chair in front of Ellen's desk. One eye 
still on his target, now sitting on the desk's side. 
Lust, fighting the hands of love that had crept into his 
soul over time.

Julia was doing her best to be pretending to read some 
paperwork. Although she could feel his Fourth of July 
stare. (Ellen had met with Julia, laying out a plan to 
get rid of Zack, and it was well underway now. Although, 
Julia was still unsure she could go through with it, as 
she was already feeling sunburned.)

Time, unfazed, continued to tick by, as the trio managed 
to actually get some work done. As they did the next 
three days. With each hour at work Zack was growing more 
and more frustrated as he was never quite able to get 
Ellen alone. As there was always some sort of 
complication at work and she told him that her mother 
had dropped in for a surprise visit. 

Zack was amazed at his bad timing, and was growing tired 
of carrying the unused tube of lubricant around. But he 
was more amazed at the transformation that Julia was 
seemingly undergoing in front of his eyes. It might have 
just been his imagination and his sexual frustration, 
but her skin level seemed to be increasing with each 
passing day. He was also surprised that he was growing 
ever more jealous, as he noticed that his weren't the 
only eyes to notice. 

Friday finally rolled around, which Mr. Harrison had 
surprisingly announced, would be a casual one. (A first 
for the firm.) Zack found his place at the Friday 
morning meeting. His jeans and golf shirt, a pleasant 
change. Ellen was the next to enter, followed by Mr. 
Harrison. Zack just chuckled at Ellen's low cut top and 
short skirt, wondering if she was doing this just to 
tease him, or if she was just doing showing off her 
tight body.

It was almost 9am and Julia was the only one, out of the 
ten lawyers, yet to arrive. Zack double-checked his 
watch, because Julia was always prompt. Usually she was 
the first one to arrive and the last to leave. The 
running joke around the firm was that she had to have a 
bed in the basement. Although the other day, Zack didn't 
find it.

With everyone seated around the large mahogany 
conference table, in the room's center, Mr. Harrison 
called the meeting to order, just as the backdoor of the 
conference room, swung open. All eyes turned towards the 
door at first and then stared at the lone figure 
standing in its way. It was as if each eyeball zoomed in 
on the creature, wearing the black miniskirt and light 
blue angora half-sweater, in disbelief. Her clicking 
silver spiked heels, the only sound echoing off the 
walls, as she sauntered to an empty seat, in the table's 
middle. Ellen, the only other female, was also watching 
her every move, like a proud coach. 

Mr. Harrison broke the awkward silence by clearing his 
throat. "Ah hum... Miss... you must be in the wrong."

"Sir that's Julia," Ellen quickly whispered into his 
ear.

"Julia?" He gasped, before he snapped his head back her 
way. "OUR Julia."

"Yeah, hi there boss man," Julia said with a snap of her 
gum, as she slowly sank into her seat and crossed her 
legs. "You said it was a causal Friday." 

"Boss man...? Ellen...?" Mr. Harrison said, looking at 
Ellen.

"Do you want her to take off her clothes?" Ellen said, 
before she giggled at her wide-eyed boss's look. "I 
meant, change, after all you did say 'causal.'"

"NO, I ah, no," her boss stammered. "Ah, if she's 
comfortable, I can live with it. Ok, let's get started."

With the meeting underway, Julia leaned back in her 
chair, just to give Zack, who was sitting two seats 
over, another look. Although inside she was dying of 
embarrassment, since she knew what this was doing to her 
already tight sweater. She was praying the buttons would 
hold, while also yearning for a bra. 

If Ellen didn't lock her real clothes in her car's 
trunk, she would have backed out, when she saw her 
mirrored reflection, in the ladies bathroom. She cringed 
inside thinking about it (and the fact that Ellen made 
her strip down naked, as she watched, right in the 
parking garage), as the meeting proceeded. But she tried 
to follow Ellen's plan. Her advice, to pretend that she 
was like that other actress Julia in that movie about 
lawyers, not really working. 

The meeting moved along at a snails pace, as Julia was 
causing many a distraction among her male cohorts. Her 
gum chewing, pencil eraser nibbling, and especially her 
leans forward, effective in their design. She also got 
the job of handing out the paperwork around the room, 
repeatedly. Zack took it all in, his face a flame. He 
was fully consumed now.

After the meeting broke up, most of the other lawyers 
had some sort of excuse to talk to Julia now, as Zack 
sat back boiling. He wanted Julia worse than ever now. 
Yet, he hated competition. He wanted to go back in time, 
seemingly only days ago, when he alone knew the truth 
about what lie in her soul and not just on her chest. 

Ellen patted Zack on the back, as the both stared at 
Julia collecting some extra paperwork. "See what I told 
you about her breasts," she whispered into his ear, "and 
if you could see her long nipples... spectacular... now 
you blame me...?"

She finished by pinching Zack's cheek, which pissed him 
off, but he had bigger things to think about now, as 
Julia was walking right towards his seat. Ellen closed 
the backdoor behind her, leaving them alone.

"Hi there, Zackey, my boy."

"Zackey?" 

"Yeah Zackey... have I ever told you how cute you were?" 
Julia purred, as she stood right next to his seat. Her 
sweater covered breasts, now heaving, tantalizing 
inches, away from his eyes. Her sexy perfume, drifting 
into his senses. Her face burned under his gaze.

"Ah... what... ah... no..." Zack meaninglessly 
sputtered, his voice squeaking.

"Yeah and I'm sorry for being so cold to yah at first. I 
was just jealous," Julia said, biting a long, fire 
engine red, painted fingernail.

"Jealous?" Zack said, tearing his eyes up to hers.

"Yeah, jealous. I mean I was the hotshot when I came 
aboard and then you came along," Julia said with a fake 
sexy smile, "but I'm over it now." She wasn't. (While 
she was attracted to Zack, she hated his brownnosing 
ways.)

"Oh, I see and now?" Zack said, still a little confused 
by it all.

"And now, I just say 'fuck it' like Tom Cruise in 
that..."

"Risky Business!" Zack interrupted, like a proud 
Jeopardy contestant.

"Ah, yeah, whatever, he was so hot in that flick. I 
wanted to be that chick that was."

"Rebecca DeMornay," Zack chipped in, seemingly regaining 
his wits.

"Yeah, her," Julia said. (A little annoyed now, as she 
was trying to follow Ellen's script and his 
interruptions weren't helping. In truth, she never even 
saw the movie.) "Yeah, but what I was gunna say, was 
that I wanted to be the one doing Tom!"

"Oh," Zack moaned. "OH, yeah and I always wanted to bang 
that chick!" Zack's head suddenly swimming again. Julia 
bent down and began purring, like a cat in heat, into 
his ear. Her breasts now resting on his forearm, didn't 
go unnoticed either.

"Yeah, but since that isn't gunna happen," Julia purred, 
with a nibble on his ear lobe. "Why don't we pretend?"

"Pretend?' Zack managed, with a big gulp. He was also 
now sportin' a bigger bulge.

"Yeah tonight, come over to my place, at nine, Tom, and 
your little call-girl will be there... willing to 
fulfill your every desire."

"Tonight?" Zack gasped. "Call-girl?"

Julia added some stroking of hair to her actions. "Yeah, 
and bring a lot of money, 'cause I ain't cheap." 

"Money?" Zack said, a little lightheaded.

"Yeah Zack, I don't fuck for free," Julia said, suddenly 
pulling on the back of Zack's hair, snapping his head 
back.

"Really! but, I, ah," Zack's rambled words were cut off 
by Julia's pink, glossy, lips and then her tongue even 
joined in.

"Wow, I'm good huh," Julia said with excitement, after 
breaking the kiss and standing up. "I had you going 
there."

"Yeah... ah... wait... I'm confused." Zack said, while 
trying to get his breath back. He was also fixing his 
hair.

"Look, just come over tonight," Julia said, her voice 
back to normal, suddenly feeling a little silly. "If you 
want to... you know... just bring something to wear... 
if you wanna go for a dip in my pool...?"

"Pool?" Zack said with a shrug. "But you live in an 
apartment."

"Oh brother," Julia giggled, before she skipped to the 
door. "See yah tonight at nine, Zackey."

Zack sat in stunned silence. Julia's words clashing in 
his head, with her scantily dressed body and her killer 
kiss.

"Oh my god!" Zack gasped into the empty room. His mind 
finally pulling the pieces together. "Tonight I get to 
finally fuck Julia!"

It had been a painfully slow day for Zack when he 
finally made his way into his flat. He took a look a hot 
shower and shaved. After he dressed he put in his 
favorite Jenna Jameson porn tape into the VCR. He took 
some last minute notes and headed over to Julia's. He 
made a stop to pick up some condoms and he was hoping to 
finally get to use the tube of lubricant. 

When Julia answered the door, Zack was trying to play it 
cool. But he was having trouble doing so, as Julia was 
dressed to kill. She wore a short leopard print dress 
and she still had on her silver spiked stiletto heels. 
Her soft brown hair was glowing, and her makeup, which 
she hardly ever wore at work, was perfect.

After some small talk, Julia led Zack into her bedroom. 
Lit candles provided the only light. She opened the 
drapes to let in the moon's light. She sauntered over 
and helped him into an old fashion, high backed, wooden 
chair that sat next to the bed. She stood between his 
legs and slithered down to her knees. Reaching up, she 
started to unbutton Zack's silk shirt.

"Julia what's got into you?" Zack said, as he just 
couldn't help himself.

"Nothing," Julia purred, as she rubbed his smooth chest. 
"Doesn't this feel good?"

"Yeah," he nodded, staring into her darkly lined green 
eyes.

"Good, but I can make you feel a lot better." Zack 
quivered when her hand pressed into his crotch. "Mmmm... 
Mommy likes."

"Oooh Julia," Zack moaned.

"You like that, huh?" She oozed, as found the outline of 
his cock. "My, I can feel you grow under my touch... I'm 
flattered." 

"It feels good Julia." Zack ran his fingers through her 
soft brown hair.

"Thanks, do you want more?"

"Huh?" Zack shrugged, a little lightheaded.

"You know what I mean," Julia said, as she unbuckled his 
belt and slowly pulled it out of his pants. Zack just 
shook his head.

"Ok, I guess you want to hear me say it," Julia said, 
with a nervous giggle. "Do you want me to suck your cock 
for yah?"

Zack gulped, and he nodded in amazement. (It was the 
first time a woman had flat out asked him that.)

"Ok, but first, slip into these." Julia said. His eyes 
widened, seeing what she was talking about.

"No way!" Zack barked, as he pulled his wrist free, just 
before she snapped it on. He left her holding the padded 
handcuff that was attached to the chair's armrest. He 
noticed the other one too. He pushed her aside and stood 
up. "What the fuck is going on here?"

"Settle down Zack... it's just for fun. Please sit back 
down." Julia said, as she tried to grab his arm.

"Ok, I will," Zack said, as he sat on the end of her 
bed. "Let's just say I like to keep my hands free." Zack 
felt that something was fishy and he figured he'd play 
it safe.

"Look, I just don't like men pushing on my head when I 
suck, that's all... just try it, you won't be sorry," 
Julia pleaded. (although in truth, she had never had a 
penis anywhere near her mouth before.)

"Maybe, but I think I want to see something first."

"Ok, but just have a seat and I'll."

Zack barked out, "STRIP!" 

"What!" Julia squealed. 

"Strip! Take off your clothes. I wanna see that body 
talk."

"That wasn't p-part of the p-p-plan," Julia mumbled. 

"Plan?" 

"Ah yeah, I've been planning this for a while," Julia 
said, as her face flushed.

"I bet! Call it a change of plans. Now get naked."

"But don't you want... you know?"

"A blow job? Sure! But first, show me the goods."

Julia smacked her lips at his crude words. She looked 
down and blushed, whishing she had worn more. But she 
knew he wanted less. She took a deep breath. His eyes 
were focused on her, but she couldn't muster the courage 
to meet his. She looked around.

"Something wrong?" Zack asked.

Julia sighed. She knew what she had to do now, as much 
as she didn't like it. (Zack was about to be just the 
third man to ever see her naked.) She reached up and 
slid a strap off her left shoulder. Her heart pounded. 
She held the front of her dress and slid off the other 
one. Zack was rubbing his hands together. She turned her 
back on him and dropped her dress to the floor. 

Only her small gold panties covered her nakedness, now. 
She cupped her large breasts in her hands and turned 
around, following his order. After she took several deep 
breaths, she slowly dropped her hands to her sides. She 
held her breath, as Zack lustfully looked her over. 
(Inside she was dying of embarrassment, and anger. Zack 
was the last person she wanted to show her breasts to.) 

"Wow!" Zack mouthed. (Even though he was trying to play 
it cool. As he thought, "Ellen was right about her 
nipples.")

"Ok, there they are... now let's move on."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking," Zack said with a sly 
smile. "Lose the panties, too."

Julia smacked her lips again. 

Zack just laughed. "You offered to suck my cock, but 
your afraid to drop your draws."

"You just don't have to be so juvenile," Julia said, 
hands on her hips. She quickly covered her chest, 
reading his eyes. "I think I change my mind!" 

She repeated her words, this time louder, as she turned 
around. Zack sprung up from the bed and grabbed her by 
the back of the hair and she shrieked. He swung her 
around and flung her face first onto the bed and he 
quickly jumped on her back. "What the fucks going on 
Julia!"

"Get off of me, you asshole!" Zack pressed on the back 
on her head and muffled her further protests. 

"You don't think I know you're up to something! I mean, 
no one changes from the girl next door, into a walking 
talking slut, in days. Then to top it off, when it comes 
time act... you're only interested in tying me up."

Julia gasped for air when Zack finally moved her head to 
the side. Focusing her eyes, she could read the evil 
etched on his face. 

"Please Zack," Julia pleaded, before she screamed into 
the air, "please help me!"

"Oh, I'll help you," Zack said, as he reached down and 
ripped her gold panties off. She screamed again. 
(Instantly remembering Ellen's story about getting 
attacked in the alley, and for the first time, she 
believed her.)

"Shut the fuck up!" Zack again pressed her face into the 
mattress. He reached down and ran his hand over her ass. 
"Well look at this booty... but I'm more interested in 
this." Julia's muffled cries echoed, as Zack, using his 
leg to pry her legs apart, ran his finger in-between her 
ass cheeks, before his middle finger plunged into her 
pussy. 

"Yeah... nice and tight," Zack said, as he snapped his 
wrist back and forth. He was also surprised that she was 
shaved. "I'm going to fuck that... but first... I think 
I'll fuck this." He finished his statement by running 
his fingertip over Julia's pink anus. 

He let go of Julia's head, to fish the lubricant out of 
his pocket. Julia gasped for air and out of fear. 
(Although she had sex a couple of times in Danny Gate's 
back seat, she was an anal virgin.) "Please stop... this 
has gone far enough... please... he's going to fuck my 
ass!"

"You bet I am! As soon as I lube you up."

Julia screamed, as she felt the cold gel. "Not there!"

"I don't know what's going on here, but I'm at least 
tapping that." He pressed his finger into her asshole. 
Julia cried out, "please fuck my pussy! At least wear a 
condom!" 

Zack just laughed as he ran some gel over his cock. "And 
to think I though you were different, but you're just 
like the rest of them...  Whores. You're all whores. 
Just like my mom." Zack was trembling with rage. (His 
mother was a prostitute. His father her pimp.) "That's 
enough foreplay. I don't care if it hurts a little. Hell 
as tight as it felt on just my finger... it may hurt 
like hell." His chuckle that followed was pure evil. 

Julia pulled on her bed's brass head rail trying 
desperately to get away, but his body weight slamming 
down on top of her stop her. He laughed, as he rubbed 
the head of his cock on his target. As Zack rammed his 
cock into her asshole, her scream was ear piercing. He 
pressed in deeper. Julia flooded with pain. She made one 
more plea, telling him how much it hurt, but he simply 
laughed. He started bucking his hips back and forth. 
Julia cried. She was an anal virgin no more. 

Suddenly there was a loud thud. Zack crashed down on top 
of Julia's back.

"Get him off," Julia said, with all her remaining 
breath. She could still fell his stiff cock deep inside 
of her asshole. The bed shifted and the body weight 
disappeared, but the sting remained. When Julia cleared 
the tears from her eyes, she saw Ellen standing by the 
side of the bed. A rolling pin, still in hand. 

"Here Julia," Ellen said, as she dropped the rolling pin 
and picked up her dress and handed it to her. She also 
helped her off the bed. She gave Julia a hug, which 
Julia quickly broke. 

"No need for that attitude right now, Julia," Ellen 
said, as she climbed on the bed. "Help me out here."

Julia, clutching the dress in front of her, just watched 
in puzzlement, as Ellen snapped a handcuff on Zack's 
wrist.

"Ellen, I thought we were going to cuff him to that 
chair?" Julia said, as Ellen was cuffing him face down 
to the bed's head rail.

"Plan B, Julia."

"Oh! Was that what that was...? Plan B!" Julia sneered.

"Look, things don't always work out perfectly," Ellen 
said, as she was scanning the room. "We need something 
to tie his ankles with, because when he comes around, 
he'll be pissed."

"Are you sure you didn't kill him?"

"Well if I did, then it would be time for plan C," Ellen 
said, picking Zack's belt up off the floor, before she 
asked, "you have another one of these?"

Ellen strapped Zack's ankle to the beds Frame and then 
the other one followed, using one of Julia's belts. 
Ellen moved over and pulled the pillows off the bed, but 
picked one off the floor and put it under Zack's 
stomach. 

"Ellen what's going on?" Julia said, as she scratched 
her head. "And why did you let him do that to me?"

"I'm really sorry about that Julia. I just needed to be 
sure he wouldn't see me when I sneaked up on him. I 
didn't know he'd go right for your ass... fucking 
pervert." She smacked Zack's ass, but he was still out 
cold. (She also looked away, because she was lying. She 
had enjoyed watching Julia's ravishment.) "Look, take a 
hot shower, it will help and I will make that phone 
call."

Julia took Ellen's advice and headed for the shower. The 
hot water soothed her body, but her asshole still 
burned. She cringed as she cleaned herself with a face 
cloth, noticing a small trace of blood. She wondered if 
all this was worth it. But a promise was a promise. 

"After the shower, she put on her blue cotton robe and 
headed for her bedroom. Ellen was sitting in the small 
chair next to the bed. Zack appeared to be still passed 
out.

"Is he alright?" Julia mumbled.

"He has a pulse... but I don't know if you'd say he's 
alright."

"Is Bruce coming over?"

"Yah, he is, and he's happy with the change of plans."

"I can't say..."

"I know Julia, I know. But now you know just how sick 
this fuck is, so maybe all your second thoughts have 
faded."

Julia shrugged her shoulders. "I still don't know if 
he'll go for it?"

"Well, only one way to find out," Ellen said, pointing 
to a vase of flowers on the nightstand. Julia picked the 
flowers out and handed her the vase. With a splash, 
Ellen tossed the water at Zack's face. His reaction was 
slow. Gasping, moaning, coughing, before his eyes 
opened.

"Owww, my head."

Julia moved over in front of his face. "Are you ok?"

"No I'm not. What's going on? My head! Why am I tied up? 
Jesus Julia!"

Ellen slowly walked into view. Zack's eyes widened. 

"Hi there Zackey. It's your little love slave." Ellen 
playfully waved.

"I knew something wasn't right here. I knew you had to 
be involved," Zack said, testing his binds.

"And you still did your thinking with the wrong head," 
Ellen teased.

"Fuck you!"

"You're such a simple man."

"At least I'm a man... you just think you're one."

"Ok guys, knock it off!" Julia snapped.

The doorbell suddenly rang and the women left to answer 
it. Zack used the time to test his binds. The harder he 
struggled, the tighter the cuffs dug into his skin. The 
women walked back into the room. Ellen began laughing at 
Zack's struggle.

"Easy Zack, you're gunna rip your wrists off," Ellen 
said, as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She 
playfully slapped Zack's ass. "You bad boy." She pulled 
a couple of his ass hairs out.

"Ahhh, you fucking cunt!" Zack screamed.

"Ellen, just tell him and let's get this over," Julia 
said, as she nervously paced the floor next to the bed. 

"Yeah, what the fuck!" Zack barked.

"Ok, here is the deal Zack. Julia and I sat down and had 
a nice long talk. We worked some things out. I started 
by telling her how you tried to blackmail me into being 
your sex slave by bringing up the past."

"Your principal knocked you up. Go on, tell her how you 
fucked your principal. You whore!"

"Quiet!" Ellen barked, but Zack continued. 

"Yeah, and then got an abortion. Fucking baby killer! I 
bet you fucked your way through law school, too."

"Shut up!" Ellen screamed, slapping Zack on the ass.

"Yeah, tell her about the time you fucked two jurors, 
just to win a case."

"What's he talking about Ellen?" Julia said, as she 
stopped her pacing.

"He's lying."

"I'm not. Ellen is a world class whore. She learned at 
an early age."

"This isn't going to work," Ellen said. She stood up and 
slid off her panties from under her dress. Julia's jaw 
dropped. Ellen slid off one of her thigh high stockings 
and sat back down on the bed. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" Ellen's panties being 
shoved into his mouth, cut off Zack's protests. Then the 
stocking wrapped around his head, kept them there. 

"There... that's better," Ellen said, as she sat back 
with a smirk. "You see Zack I told her about the 
principal. But what the papers didn't say was that I 
wasn't exactly a willing participant. See I never knew 
my dad and he had become like a father to me, and I was 
too scared to lose his attention to say 'no'. And I was 
too young to have a baby. But you being a guy wouldn't 
understand."

Zack tried to speak, but the gag was effective.

"What's that boy!" Ellen teased, with a smack on the 
ass. "And then Julia told me a similar story about an 
aunt that she lived with when she was going to high 
school, whose affections grew more and more sexual. 
That's why she bolted from the showers that day. I 
reminded her of her older aunt, who liked to sneak into 
the showers with her."

"You didn't really have to tell him that," Julia said 
with a frown.

"Yeah, you're right," Ellen said with a giggle, before 
she added, "but we solved that problem. Last night, I 
let her tie me up, and that way she's in charge. I've 
never came so hard!"

"Ellen!" Julia gasped, at Ellen's flat out lie. "You 
said you wouldn't tell anyone."

"Yeah Zack, and then I returned the favor. See Zack, I 
win," Ellen said with prideful chuckle. Julia cringed, 
still wondering if she made the right choice.

"And here is how stupid you are Zack," Ellen said with a 
smack to the back of his head. "She likes men, too. 
Although she has only been with one. You see, her strict 
aunt never let her date, and she just put her time into 
her studies, and never found the right one. But she was 
really going to suck your cock, if you had let her tie 
you up. It would have been her first. I talked her into 
it, even showed her how on a banana. Of course she 
wouldn't have finished the job. Swallowing cum... that I 
couldn't talk her into."

"Ellen," Julia gasped. This time, because she was 
telling the truth.

"No, that would have been saved for our special guest 
star," Ellen said, pulling on the back of Zack's head. 
He groaned into his gag. "You said something earlier 
about a change of plans...  Well, remember about three 
years ago... there was that blonde haired lawyer that 
you got fired, when you found out that he was gay."

Ellen let go of Zack's head and dragged her fingernails 
down his back. "Yeah, you just couldn't wait to tell Mr. 
Harrison. Could yah? You know what he thinks about 
homosexuals. Yep, just one more back to step on... on 
your way to the top." Zack was furiously moaning into 
his gag. "How long before you came for me? Like you did 
with that juror rumor. I know you started that one."

Ellen ran her fingernails over Zack's ass cheeks. "I 
wonder what he would do if he found out that YOU were a 
homo." Ellen pushed one of her fingers against Zack's 
asshole. She pushed in and Zack screamed into his gag. 
"Would he turn your life into a living hell, too?" 

"God Ellen," Julia said, as she started her nervous 
pacing again.

"Oh, he can fuck us in the ass, but we can't fuck him!" 
Ellen snapped. "I mean what kind of pervert comes on a 
date with his own tube of anal lubrication!" Ellen 
picked up the tube and squirted some on his asshole. His 
mumbled scream filled the room, as Ellen's finger filled 
his asshole. Ellen looked up at Julia, "You know he 
deserves this. Now go get Bruce, he should be good to go 
by now."

Julia left the bedroom and found Bruce in the kitchen. 
She quickly looked away as she saw that he was rubbing 
his cock as he watched the monitors of the hidden 
cameras that Ellen's friend Tony had installed in 
Julia's bedroom. Tony also gave Ellen a handheld one to 
use for some close-ups. He would also do some creative 
editing, to make it look like Zack was a willing 
participant. Julia chuckled, remembering that Ellen said 
she gave him one of her famous blowjobs as payment.

Julia sat in a kitchen chair, as Bruce walked into the 
bedroom. She could see the monitors, but dared not look. 
She didn't know if Zack was deserving of what was coming 
his way, but she knew he'd never forget it. She was 
hoping it, along with threats of some rape charges, 
would be enough to get him to sign the resignation 
papers that Ellen had drawn up for him. 

Rubbing her face, she still couldn't believe that she 
got caught up in all this. When she arrived at the firm, 
fresh from law school, she was just a small town girl 
with big city dreams. She shook her head, once again 
feeling much like an expendable pawn.

Her mind raced back to the day Ellen called her up and 
told her to meet for some coffee. Once there, she 
informed Julia that she was calling in that "favor" now. 
At first she didn't know what Ellen was talking about. 
And then the word "doctor" came up. 

The doctor suddenly flashed into her mind, like it still 
did, from time to time. He had gray hair, wore thick 
glasses, and he had this malformed nose. Her stomach 
turned, as it did the day she reluctantly went to see 
him. (He was the firm's doctor and her only option if 
she wanted the job, Mr. Harrison was quick to point out, 
and that she would have to go every year. She had always 
had a woman doctor and had just had a physical, but Mr. 
Harrison was unsympathetic. She knew the firm's 
outstanding reputation and desperately wanted the job, 
so she went.) 

Walking into the bathroom, she could hear his gravely 
voice ringing in her head, telling her to "disrobe and 
hand her clothes to the nurse, and make it snappy." She 
shuddered and sank down on her makeup seat. She closed 
her eyes and tried to shake it out of her head. But when 
she closed her eyes, it was like she was back in his 
exam room all over again. His tapping foot, the only 
sound, as he watched her start to undress. And when she 
stopped at her bra and panties, his laugh was chilling. 
No, he wanted ALL of her clothes off. She looked to the 
old nurse for help, but she motioned for them, too. 

They both wanted her naked. She saw no way out. She 
trembled, as she unsnapped her bra in front of the two 
strangers. She could have sworn the doctor gasped, when 
her large breasts sprang free. Her face flushed, as she 
slowly peeled her panties down, a small teardrop 
splashing on the tile floor, below. She handed over her 
last piece of clothing, quickly using her arms to hide 
her nakedness.

"You will not hide anything from me," the doctor 
scolded, as he put her hands behind her head and he 
boldly looked her over, from head to toe. Even though he 
was a doctor, she was about to protest at his lecherous 
gaze, but he had her bend over and touch her toes, 
several times, as he walked around her. Then she walked 
back and forth for him, in only her small-heeled shoes, 
without any explanation as to why.

Her embarrassing physical only got worse on the exam 
table. She could almost feel his clammy hands again, as 
he checked her breasts, using both hands, while sitting, 
and then while lying down on her back. If the female 
nurse wasn't there she would have sworn he was just 
"feeling her up" instead of "examining her for lumps." 
And her female doctor never twisted on her erect 
nipples. And certainly never smiled during the whole 
thing.

But it only got worse when he put her feet in the 
stirrups. He sat on a stool and poked and prodded her 
pussy with his fingers for what Julia thought was longer 
than necessary. But her pleas only seemed to make him 
more deliberate. He used several tools inside of her as 
well, again without any explanation. 

When he stood up, Julia thought the exam was over. But 
he ordered her to turn over on her hands and knees. She 
did so in a daze, not believing what was happening. The 
rectal exam was long and probing, but unlike earlier 
with Zack, it wasn't painful, just mortifyingly 
embarrassing. 

Still in the doggie position, the nurse wheeled over a 
TV. Julia's mind flashed the malevolence look on the 
doctor's face, as he picked up the camera's long and 
thick, black tube, and started lubing up one end. She 
tried to jump off the table, when he finally answered 
Julia's pressing questions as to his intentions, but the 
nurse held her in place. The doctor spread her pussy 
open and then unceremoniously plunged the tube into her 
pussy. He moved the camera around inside of her 
stretched pussy, as Julia cried, until he was seemingly 
satisfied. Julia wondered if it was just her 
embarrassment that he yearned for. If so, he got it. 

The nurse finished the exam by taking her temperature 
rectally, with a large rectal thermometer, and then she 
washed her off with a damp soft cloth. All under the 
doctor's watchful eye.

Julia left his office and vowed never to return, even if 
it meant losing her job. When she met Ellen at the firm 
and slowly befriended her, she wondered if the same 
thing happened to her. She finally mustered the courage 
to ask. Ellen confessed that it had, but seemed rather 
blas‚ about it, saying, "all the firms' employees go to 
him, and all the women here have had to undress in front 
of him, but even the men had to get naked for him, too. 
It's just part of the gig."

As her first year at the firm was closing out, Julia was 
becoming more and more depressed. Then she got her 
appointment card from the doctor. She sobbed for days. 
She took one more shot that Ellen could help her. After 
much begging, Ellen said "she would take care of it." 

A couple of days later, she handed Julia a new card from 
a female doctor. Julia's face lit up, until Ellen said 
"you owe me one." Julia promised at the time, while not 
liking her tone, but never dreaming it would lead to all 
of this. She also wondered how Ellen got it done. but 
Ellen never told her.

Her mind shifted to Ellen. As much as she didn't like 
they way she used sex as a weapon, she figured, (with 
there being only two female lawyers at the firm,) they 
better stick together, at least for now. She also felt 
that Ellen was having a little too much fun, watching 
her make a fool of herself, (and she knew that Ellen 
still wanted her, if only for a sexual conquest.) 

But even still, if Ellen's crazy plan worked, Zack would 
no longer be in her way. And then, when Ellen made 
partner she promised to take "special care" of Julia. 

Opening her eyes, she stared at her reflection. A sly 
smile formed on her lips. (Thinking -- when she had used 
Ellen's sucking and fucking, to rise to the top, she 
would find a way to get rid of her, too.) 

No, she didn't plan on being a pawn for long. Ellen had 
taught her well.

The End

Thanks for reading my story
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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