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Business woman submits to close a deal.
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Updated 10/29/2022
Created 06/02/2010
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She ran onto the platform just as the train pulled away from the platform.

"No!," she exclaimed, her hands raised in despair.

A few onlookers smiled knowingly as they appraised the young woman. Her dark skirt suit was slightly disheveled from the run to the platform and her skirt had ridden up to show the lace tops of her thigh highs. She wore her chocolate hair just off her shoulders as it framed her face. Her green, piercing eyes shown from under her bangs with a fire fueled by anger, frustration and desperation. I had noticed this woman before on several previous occasions on the train platform. She was always composed and carried herself professionally. I had always considered her a sexy woman, controlled and demur. In her current state, however, she was sizzling hot. Her eyes were wild and her movements nearly out of control as she watched after the departing train. I watched as she finally gave in to the inevitable, sighed deeply, and pulled a cell phone from her purse. Her heels clacked as the strode towards me and sat next to me on the bench. She must have just been connected as I heard her say,

"Yes, Mr. Reyes please." A pause and then, "Yes. This is Shana Parfel. I have an appointment with him today.

I knew a Mr. Reyes. Quite well actually as I had worked for him for six years now. But I doubted that they were the same person. The woman, Shana, looked at me and gave me one of those tight lipped smiles that said 'I see you, now mind your business.' I cast me eyes forward and down but continued to listen, my interest piqued.

"Good morning Mr. Reyes. Yes, this is Shana Parfel and I am calling to tell you that I won't be able to make our eight o'clock meeting. Well, yes sir, it is very important. No sir, I pride myself on being on time. No sir. Could we possibly reschedule for later in the day. Perhaps I could buy you lunch. I am sure you would be very interested in my company's newest product. No sir. Yes sir, I understand. Good bye."

Shana turned to me, feeling my gaze on her, "Do you mind?"

I felt my blood heat my face and sweat started forming on my forehead.

"Look, I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but overhear you call the man on the other end of the line Mr. Reyes. I work for a Mr. Reyes so it caught my attention, though I'm sure they are not the same person. I work at Meditech Industries. Sorry to intrude."

I couldn't help but see the disbelief wash over her face.

"Meditech Industries? The Meditech. What do you mean you work for him? Like you work in some cubicle and see him in the hall on occasion?"

My contrition quickly turned to annoyance at her attitude as I scoffed.

"I am Mr. Reyes's assistant. For six years now actually. And what is your deal? Obviously you are having a bad day, but point that attitude somewhere else!"

As my face reddened with anger, hers flushed with embarrassment. She fought to compose herself as she explained.

"I was due at Meditech at eight o'clock for a very important meeting with Mr. Reyes. I was going to pitch a new product to him. This is a very important account. If it falls through, my company may not survive. You said you were his assistant. You mean, like his secretary?"

"Sort of, I guess. But more like a personal assistant. Mr. Reyes is my mentor. Actually, I know of your appointment. I made it with your secretary, Natalie, I think. You work for, let me think...IPF. Wait, you said on the phone that your name was Parfel. As in Bart Parfel?"

"Yes, I'm his daughter. I guess that you could say that he is my mentor. He was counting on me to make this sale, but now I just don't know. Mr. Reyes seems adamant that he will not see me now."

"Being late is his biggest pet peeve. He absolutely loathes when people are late. Says it shows disrespect."

"That sounds like my dad. But really I had no control over this. I had an emergency this morning and, well, missed my train. Is there anything I could do that may make Mr. Reyes reconsider?"

My mind, devious and male that it was, raced with possibilities. The whole 'I'd do anything if you can do me this favor' fantasy was playing over in my mind. I could think of more than a few things this woman could do to make me want to help her.

"What exactly did you have in mind to get him to change his mind?"

"Well," she said, "I thought that maybe you could talk to him and get him to see me."

A smirk lingered on my lips. "I could do that, but why exactly should I? You told me that this was a huge account for your company. How huge would it be if I got you in the door?"

"I wouldn't know how to repay you. I would be in your debt big time. Anything you could do I would appreciate."

I sat back and smiled knowingly and waited. Shana watched me for a few seconds and slowly as realization came to her, I watched her eyebrows arch before she spoke in a hushed tone.

"Are you thinking what I think you are thinking?"

I tilted my head in her direction and raised my eyebrows in response.

"There's no way I'm going to sleep with you to get this account. Hell, you can't even give me the account!"

"No, but I can guarantee that without me, your account, and from the sounds of it, your company are both doomed. So either you do exactly what I tell you or we can part ways and you can go tell Daddy how you single handedly brought his company down."

Shana crossed her arms and huffed. I almost smiled at her childish response, but my newfound power over her kept my face stern and body rigid. After thirty seconds, I inched forward on the bench and started to rise to my feet. Shana's arm shot out to catch my shoulder.

"All right!" she hissed. "I'll have sex with you, but that's it. And only after I talk to Mr. Reyes."

I continued to my feet and took a step away before she bolted to her feet and grabbed at my elbow.

"What! What else do you want?"

"I told you. You will do what you are told. And you will do it now. Not when or how you want, but when and how I want. Period. Those are my terms. You can make up your own mind whether you want to except my offer. And I can and will get you in to see Mr. Reyes by lunchtime today if you stick to your part of the deal. You've got ten seconds to decide."

I didn't want to give her too much time to think of a way out. I saw her face contort as she tried to think her way out of the situation but as the ten seconds passed, resignation slowly took hold and she nodded her head.

"OK. Deal. Whatever you want until noon then."

My cock swelled as she spoke and I took her arm and directed her back to the bench where we could sit.

"We have about fifteen minutes until the next train leaves. Go to the restroom and pull your panties up into your pussy, between your lips. Also, pull your tits out of your bra and let them hang that way."

Shock registered on Shana's face and she started to protest until she saw the look on my face. Slowly she rose and walked to the restroom. Five minutes later, she emerged walking a bit differently. As she neared I dropped a pen onto the ground at my feet.

"Pick that up for me, would you?"

She started to bend at the knees and a gasp escaped her lips as her panties ground into her clit. She handed me the pen and started to stand.

"Stand slowly and bend towards me. Show me those tits."

Her mouth tightened against her teeth but she rose slowly, bending at the waist to give me a glimpse of her newly freed tits. I watched as her nipples brushed the fabric of her shirt. I heard her breath catch and I leaned forward to catch her bottom lip with my teeth and slowly pull her towards me. As she leaned forward, she braced herself by placing her hands on my thighs. I released her lip and pressed my lips to hers forcing her mouth to submit as I probed her mouth with my tongue. As I broke the kiss, I glanced around the busy platform and found several men watching the show.

"Look at all your admirers, Slut. If only they knew that your panties were yanked up into your pussy or that your tits were hanging out like a common whore. Perhaps they would like to see for themselves what they are missing."

"No! Please. You can't."

"I can, and I will. Or you can turn and walk away from me and your chances of closing your deal."

I slowly slid my hand up her calf slowly until I reached the lacy tops of her thigh highs. I hooked a finger into the hem, slid it from the back of her leg to the front, pulled hard and then released the lace from my grip. The THWAK seemed loud but more evident was the startled breath and slight whimper Shana let loose. I began back up the back of her leg cupping her ass for a second and then grasped her panties with my finger. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy as I moved my finger to the front and gathered the material in my fist.

"Decide now. Either you are in or out. Take what I have to give you and get your meeting, or walk away now. I suggest you make your mind up quickly. The train is pulling in and you have a few fans."

Shock registered on her face as she quickly looked around, her eyes darting around the horny faces of the onlookers.

"Fine! I'm yours until lunchtime. Now let's get out of here."

"Not so fast," I said.

My fist jerked up three times, each more forceful than the last. I received exactly what I expected from her. Surprise followed quickly by a gasp of pleasure and grimaces of pain by the last tug.

"Just so we are clear, you will address me as Master for the rest of the morning. What I call you will depend on you. For now, Slut will do."

I released by grip and motioned for her to stand. The redness in her face spread down her neck and to her chest. She started to wriggle and remove the panties from her pussy. I stood quickly, closed the two feet between us and gripped one of her nipples through her shirt. I tightened my grip to crush her nipple and started twisting. Her cry of pain made my cock throb.

"You weren't given permission to move your panties. Pull them back up now."

Her eyes watered with pain and humiliation as I continued to squeeze her nipple. She waited defiantly for a few seconds before pulling her panties back up. I gripped her panties through her skirt and gave them five quick powerful tugs. They had been pulled up so far by this time that they were riding an inch above her skirt. Surprisingly I saw her face contort not just in pain, but also pleasure.

"You are actually enjoying this a bit aren't you, Slut?"

"No! That's ridiculous! You're an ass!"

My fist gripping her panties began a slow trip up, applying more and more pressure to her clit. Once she was dancing from foot to foot on her toes, I responded.

"You (tug) will (tug) call (tug) me (tug) Master (tug). Or you will suffer pain like you haven't imagined (three hard fast tugs)".

She nearly toppled over and I grabbed her arm to steady her. Out of the corner of my eye I saw one of our audience rush off to the men's room, no doubt to give himself some relief from his very evident hard on. I let her loose and straightened my tie. I grabbed my briefcase and started towards the just stopped train, leaving her standing on her toes. Perhaps five seconds later I heard the 'clip clip' of her heels rushing after me. By the time I reached the train, she was beside me.

"Are we clear on the rules of this arrangement?" I asked her.

"Yes...Mas-ter. We are clear."

"Good. Then get your ass on the train. Go to the restroom, remove your skirt and wait for me"

"Yes, master"

She stepped up a bit awkwardly to the first step and grabbed the railing to steady herself. I waited until she was on the second step at just the right height and swung my hand down hard on her right ass cheek. She squealed and nearly jumped up to the third and final step and took the corner to find the restroom. I turned around and glanced back at the onlookers. All of them smiled widely but one actually gave me a small golfers clap right before she made her way to the train and boarded the next car down.

To be continued...

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 14 years ago
Good beginning.

But unlike the previous commenter, I hope he sticks to the agreement. He can do whatever he wants to her, until noon.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 14 years ago
Train Leaving The Station

Nice start. I so enjoy nc/reluctant stories involving beautiful women like Shana. Don't know whether you are planning on her pulling the proverbial "train" but here is my vote for Shana being used a little at a time. I imagine there will be exhibitionism, sex and perhaps group sex on the train but why use this lady up on this one train ride? Their contract doesn't really have to expire at noon does it? I am sure it can be renegotiated and include anyone or anything. Thanks and looking forward to your next installment.

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