Her Signature, Her Surrender

“Good girl.” Beatriz whispered. “Stop fighting it. Let’s go over our product line and pricing…” She began speaking, describing the various office supplies they offered, her voice hypnotic. Natalie tried to pay attention, but her eyes kept drifting back to Beatriz breasts and then down to her thighs, noticing the way her skirt hugged her hips, and how the silk of her stockings accentuated her toned legs.

Natalie didn’t even know how long she had been staring, but eventually Beatriz stopped speaking and Natalie looked up into Beatriz face, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I think it’s time to look at the contract now, Natalie, don’t you?” Beatriz asked.

She nodded. “Yes.” She whispered. Beatriz smiled and hopped off the table, moving to stand behind her. She felt the saleswoman’s hand on her shoulder.

“Good girl.” Beatriz said softly. It was demeaning to be talked down to this way and yet somehow Natalie let it happen.

“This contract will bind your office to a one-year agreement to purchase office supplies from our company. I’ll need you to sign at the bottom.” Beatriz whispered in Natalie’s ear, hot breath sending shivers down her spine. “It is more expensive than your current contract, but you’re going to pay it… aren’t you?” Natalie nodded, heart racing, guilt mixing with her arousal. “That’s a good girl.” Beatriz whispered, and Natalie got a thrill from the sound of it. “Just sign at the bottom.” She signed her name with a shaking hand, but even as she did, she knew it was a mistake.

“I thought you were going to be more of a challenge, Natalie, but it turns out you’re just like the weak men who make my job so easy.” Beatriz laughed softly, and Natalie squirmed as a strange mixture of shame and arousal warmed her body. “But I’m not a whore, I don’t fuck you, I just fuck your wallets.” Beatriz chuckled at her own joke, eyes gleaming with triumph. “Do you know what I’m going to do with the money I’m making off of you, Natalie?”