She told herself she could still negotiate. Then Beatriz leaned close, and Natalie’s traitorous body remembered exactly how this always ends.

Part 9: Sold to the Highest Bidder

by Mia Sumner

“Ms. Chavez is in the conference room.” Jackie’s icy voice came from the doorway, breaking Natalie’s concentration. She had been pouring over the budgets, looking for ways out. It was going to take some creative accounting, but there was a way, and nobody had to know about this mess. She just had to stay clear-headed and negotiate!

But even as she rose to her feet, she felt her palms begin to sweat. Her body was eager to see Beatriz again. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, she must keep that in check. When she opened them again, Jackie was looking directly at her with an expression that seemed almost like contempt. It was gone in a second, returning to her familiar pinch lipped look, making Natalie wonder if she had imagined it. She didn’t have time for Jackie’s attitude right now, she had to deal with Beatriz.

Steeling herself, she walked towards the conference room, keeping her pace steady, trying to ignore the way her heart seemed to be beating faster. Trying not to think about Beatriz perfume and how the room would smell as she entered it.

Natalie paused when she reached the door to the conference room, her hand trembling slightly as she reached out to grasp the handle and pull it open. Fighting back the momentary panic, she yanked it open and walked in with the most confident expression she could muster on her face.

Beatriz’s lips curled into a smile as soon as Natalie entered the conference room. She seemed so relaxed and confident that just her presence somehow made Natalie feel smaller and less sure of herself.

The younger woman was again wearing a short black skirt, her crossed legs revealing her toned, smooth thighs. The white blouse, unbuttoned just as far as professionalism would allow, drawing eyes exactly where she intended. She didn’t get up, simply watching as Natalie walked toward her.

Natalie knew she was staring, her jaw tightened, and she focused her eyes on Beatriz face, only to be met by that knowing smirk. She stood next to the conference table, fidgeting, suddenly unsure how to proceed. Beatriz said nothing, just watched and let the silence drag out. Natalie’s cheeks started to heat up, she was losing control of this meeting already. Finally, Beatriz broke the silence.

“Jackie tells me you have got yourself in a little trouble.” Was that amusement in her voice? Also, Jackie, they were on first name terms? Natalie glance back to where Jackie stood at the door, her face unreadable.

“You can go now, Jackie.” She said, hoping to reduce her embarrassment.

“Oh, I think she should stay.” Natalie’s head pivoted back to Beatriz, startled. What was happening? She opened her mouth, but the saleswoman didn’t give her a chance to speak. “Jackie wants to see exactly how her boss got into trouble and just what she’s willing to do to get out of it again.”

Natalie looked back and forward between the two women, feeling suddenly trapped. Jackie blocked the doorway, and the room felt small and hot. A familiar scent tickled her nostrils. Chocolate, vanilla, and caramel. Beatriz stood behind her now, uncomfortably close.

“Strip.” The one word command breathed in her ear made Natalie’s knees weak. She found herself staring at Jackie, who said nothing, only stepped into the room and closed the door with a firm push, trapping Natalie fully.

“You want me to cancel the contract?” Beatriz lips brushed against Natalie’s ear. “Strip and show Jackie what a weak, desperate woman you are.”

The look of disdain on Jackie’s face felt like a punch to the gut. The older woman clearly enjoying Natalie’s humiliation, making no effort to stop what was happening.

This was absurd, unthinkable. There was no way she could do this. Yet, what choice did she really have? Hands trembling, she started to unbutton her blouse. Jackie would never let her live this down. She might have to quit after this, but if it at least ended the lawsuit.

Jackie’s eyes never left her as Natalie removed her blouse and then next her skirt, leaving her standing in the conference room in only her underwear. Surely, this was sufficient humiliation wasn’t it. The way Jackie was looking at her, still the contempt but now something else in her eyes too.

“Keep going.” Beatriz ordered, in a low, breathy voice. “Strip everything. Show her how weak and desperate you truly are.”

Natalie felt dizzy and light-headed, Beatriz scent left her so weak. She was so close to Natalie, that her body heat was almost a caress. The shame felt almost overwhelming as Natalie removed her bra, exposing her breasts to both women. Was that a hunger in Jackie’s eyes? Her expression had turned predatory.

When she removed her panties, casting them aside and standing now fully naked in her workplace, the embarrassment was overwhelming.

“Please.” She whispered, not even really knowing what she was asking for.

“Well done.” Beatriz said. “You understand now, don’t you. What your place really is.”

Beatriz’ hand caressed Natalie’s ass, making her shiver with excitement, and slipped between her legs to cup her mound. Natalie moaned, hips moving against Beatriz hand, eager for more. Beatriz laughed.

“She’s ready. Wet, weak and all yours as promised.”

She wasn’t talking to Natalie now, she was addressing Jackie. Natalie tried to focus to understand exactly what was happening.

“Kneel.” Beatriz whispered in Natalie’s ear, removing her hand and pushing down on Natalie’s shoulder. “Legs apart.”

Natalie moaned, missing the pressure of Beatriz hand, her knees already weak and head so cloudy she sank easily to the ground. Sure the last bit was unnecessary though.

“Legs. Apart.” When Beatriz spoke this time, it was a command.

Natalie, spread her legs, slowly, reluctantly and aware of both their eyes on her. She kept her head down, looking at the floor, perhaps more embarrassed than she’d ever been in her entire life.

“Eyes up.”

Natalie raised her head only to find Jackie staring directly at her and between her legs. Sizing her up like she was a piece of meat. Her shame only grew and yet Beatriz had been right. She was wet, and now Jackie could see it.

“Is she to your satisfaction?” Beatriz asked, her question clearly aimed at Jackie.

Natalie struggled through the haze of embarrassment and excitement to understand exactly what was going on.

“She’s adequate.” Jackie’s voice a mixture of harsh and smug. “A little training, and she’ll be ideal.” As she spoke, Jackie stepped forward, gripped Natalie by the hair and tilted her head back. “She doesn’t have much choice now really. Do you?”

A knot formed in Natalie’s stomach as Jackie directed that last question to her. Jackie knew everything, had seen everything. It was obvious now that Jackie had been behind the entire thing from the beginning. Her job, her marriage, it was all in Jackie’s hands now.

“No.” She whispered, shoulders slumping, defeated. A satisfied smile twisted Jackie’s face. She let go of Natalie, who just knelt there as the older woman hitched up her skirt and pulled down her panties. Could this really be happening, what did Jackie think she was doing?

“It wasn’t personal.” Beatriz whispered in Natalie’s ear. “You were just the price for the sale and I always make the sale.” Natalie trembled, her body still craving Beatriz’ touch and her scent fogging Natalie’s brain. “I’d say I was sorry, but” Beatriz continued, pinching Natalie’s nipples hard “really, this is where someone like you belongs.”

Suddenly Jackie was standing over Natalie again, her bare pussy resting against Natalie’s face. Her hand pulling on Natalie’s hair. “Lick.” The older woman instructed.

The humiliation was almost unbearable. Her family, her career, all in Jackie’s hands, only one choice available to her. Tongue out she started to lap the older woman’s pussy as Beatriz watched, clearly amused. Jackie’s grip tightened, forcing Natalie’s face into her crotch.

“Let’s talk a five-year contract.” She said to Beatriz as her pussy thrust against Natalie’s face. “Is there a discount if I throw in access to this one?”

Natalie listened in horror as the negotiation continued with her nothing more than an additional bargaining chip. Jackie’s pussy getting wetter and wetter, Natalie’s tongue never stopping.

And there it is, my first serial complete! I hope you enjoyed the journey, if you did, please let me know with ratings and comments.

Would you like to see more stories with this sort of setting (contemporary office)? I’m not considering a direct sequel currently but I suppose if there was enough interest I might reconsider that.

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