From CEO to Sex Slave... (Ryanmo97 x KumSlutKim)

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Body Type: Athletic.

It was Friday and Ryan was hoping he could finish his regular work before the work week ended, and get out of the office without his bitch of a boss, who was also the owner of the company, catching him. She was always dumping work on him at the last minute. He hardly had any time to go out any more because a lot of nights he had to stay home and do the extra work. But not this weekend, he was going to veg out and relax all weekend.

He finished up the last of his paper work and he looked at the clock and saw it was 5:00 PM. He smiled as he started to pack up his stuff. He just picked up his jacket and his bag when the phone rang, "SHIT!" he thought to himself. He picked up the phone, "Ryan Morris..." it was her, his face dropped. She wanted to see him before he left "Yes, Ms. Cho" He hung up the phone and went to her office and knocked on the door. He turned and watch as the rest of the office workers started filing out of the building for their weekend.
 
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Kimberly Cho
Age: 26
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 122 lbs.
Body Type: Skinny
Hair: Black, Shoulder length
Bust: 30C

Most people wouldn't believe Kimberly would be a successful individual at her age. She was young, attractive, and smart. But those traits weren't what landed her the position of CEO at her company. It was her ferocity as a businesswoman, her unrelenting wit as a tactician, that led to her uprising. She exploited every opportunity that presented itself to allow her to become as successful as she was today. Rumors around the office was that she was a frigid bitch. While the truth was debatable, Kimberly knew that success didn't come from being a nice girl. She had to forego a lot of friendships to maintain the company.

Today was another one of those days. Ryan Morris, one of the first employees, started off as an excellent worker. Brilliant, motivated, and sharp. He earned his keep... for awhile. But over the past year, his performance waned. Why? Drugs, booze, age. Kimberly didn't know. And She didn't care. If you don't earn your keep, you don't stay. So she called him to her office after the day was over to go over his performance one on one. Kimberly was going to give him a chance to explain himself. If she wasn't satisfied, she would simply have to let him go. No if's, and's, or but's.

Ryan entered her office. Everyone was already leaving. He had a clearly annoyed look on his face.

"Great. Attitude. Just what I needed..." Kimberly muttered under her breath. "Please have a seat, Mister Morris."
 
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Ryan walked in the room and saw his boss sitting behind her desk. She asked him to sit down. He did as he was told. He was wearing a nice navy blue suit, with a white shirt and a blue tie. He hoped that whatever this was it wasn't going to take long. This would be the first weekend in a year that he didn't have any extra work from Kimberly and he was planning on taking full advantage of it. "What can I do for you, Ms. Cho?" He put on a smile to hopefully speed things along.
 
Ryan was moderately attractive - unlike his recent performance. He was appropriately dressed for the office and often well mannered before Kimberly. But she knew that the instant she turned her back, he would resume slacking off and browsing the internet. Kimberly put on her best smile as well - though it was obvious that it wasn't genuine.

"We'll just skip the formalities, Ryan. I want to know what's going on with you. Is something wrong at home? You're not bringing in your A-game. Everything you do is half-assed. Your reports are incomplete, you've got files stacked up waiting to be processed, it's like a fucking monkey can do a better job! Don't think I haven't noticed that you're the last to arrive in the morning, and the first to leave at the end of the day."

It was a grade A tongue lashing that Kimberly dished out. She was used to this. If there was any reason employees feared entering her office, it was this. Poor performance and dissonance was to be stomped out immediately and no one did it better than her.

She sighed and said, "Look. Ryan. What's the cause of this? Tell me what you can do to fix this. If there's no fixing this, then I have no choice but to fire you. I don't give a rat's ass if you never come back. You're expendable. I can have a line of people that wraps around the block all waiting to take your job if I wanted. Give me a reason why I shouldn't fire you immediately."

Damn. She felt a rush of power in that moment. She loved the feeling. Kimberly maintained a straight face - but with lots of difficulty. She felt a smile, maybe even a grin, tugging at her lips. That smile - was genuine.
 
Ryan couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What are you talking about?! I work my ass off. I'm far from the last to arrive in the morning and I'm defiantly not the first one to leave at night. If there is a decline in my work its' because you keep dumping work on me that you don't want to do yourself..." Then he thought of something... "I've got a very good reason for you not to fire me... You see all these little projects you've had me working on... they've given me great insight on where all your money comes from and where it all goes... I know about all of your little dirty dealings and other tricks that aren't quite legal... I'm sure the FBI and the SEC would LOVE to know what I know..."
 
Kimberly felt her smile disappear. In its place, she felt anger. Possibly even a little fear. But, like she always did in the past, Kimberly was going to find a way to weasel herself out of a tight situation.

"Excuse me? Have you forgotten *who* you work for? Whatever things you claim to know, you clearly have no evidence. Furthermore, even if these accusations *were* true, outing the CEO of the company *you* work for isn't the smartest career move. You've got another thing coming if you think getting the company you work for shut down will even let you keep your job."

"Slick thinking, Kim..." She thought to herself, satisfied with herself for placing herself at a higher position.
 
Ryan smiled. He set his briefcase on her desk and opened it. He took out a file. "These are copies of all the dirt I have on your dirty dealings. The originals are in a safe place and they will stay there as long as I have my job... But, if you fire me then I'm going to go right to the FBI and the SEC."
 
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Kimberly picked up the papers and flipped through them. Reading them. Verifying if they were genuine. Worst part is: they were.

"Shit." She thought to herself.

All her hard work building the company could come tumbling down because of this smug bastard. The company is easily a success - but it was successful because of her backroom deals. The moron didn't even realize that the reason he has a job *at all* was because of these deals that he was threatening her with.

Kimberly maintained her composure, even though inside, she was ready to knock him on his ass.

"Ahem. You make a compelling argument. You're dismissed. I'll see you Monday."
 
"No..." said Ryan, "We are not done here..." He stood up. He had been waiting for this day for months. He was waiting for just the right time. He walked around to her side of the desk. He grabbed her by the lapels of her jacket and pulled her out of her chair. He made her look right in his eyes, "It's time for some changes around here..."
 
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Kimberly yelled at Ryan as she was quickly grabbed and lifted. Her composure was broken and quickly turned to anger.

"You're fucking done! You hear me?! I'll see to it you never find a job again!" Screamed Kimberly as she began taking swings at Ryan's torso and face. Her balled up fists connected with his cheeks. She quickly realized that it didn't do much to faze the much larger and stronger man...
 
Ryan laughed, "I don't need a job... I've got you lock, stock and barrel. Like I said... It time for some changes around here. You've been a very naughty girl, Kimberly and it's time for you to be punished..." He sat down in her chair. Then he laid her across his lap. He found the zipper on her skirt and he stared to lower it. He couldn't wait to see what kind of underwear she was wearing.
 
Kimberly struggled to break Ryan's hold over her. What a strange turn of events to be turned on her stomach over the lap of one of her employees in her own office chair in the very office where she makes her fortune. She kicked and wriggled. She made grabs at Ryan's collar and sleeve. Her feet kicked off against the desk and ended up knocking over her desktop supplies. If she could look at Ryan's face, she would see he was becoming increasingly agitated. Still, the most pressing matter was to break free from the grasp of the perverted creep who now laid his hands on her skirt and began lowering it...

"What the fuckkk?! Get your hands off me you sick pervert!" Kimberly yelled as her skirt drifted to her ankles and entangled them

Ryan was treated to the sight of Kimberly's black stockings, black lace thong, and the silky smooth curves of her ass...
 
Ryan lowered the zipper of her skirt and then he pulled the skirt down her legs. He let it fall to her ankles and he smiled when he saw Kimberly was wearing a thong. "No wonder you are such a bitch... I'd would be too if I had that string going up my butt." He took a hold of the thong and ripped it off of her. Then he started to rub her butt, "Mmm... Very nice..." Then without warining he starts to spank her.
 
*Smack!*

"Ah!" Kimberly's protests were quickly replaced with cries as her ass was repeated spanked.

*Smack! Smack!*

"Aaah!"

*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!*

"Fuck!!! Please stop! Please! What the fuck do you want from me?!"

Each cheek was spanked repeatedly and in quick succession. She felt a burning heat on each of her cheeks. No doubt, they must have been bright red if she could look and see. If Ryan's goal was to pacify Kimberly, it would appear it wasn't working. Kimberly struggles became increasingly violent. She kicked at her captor as best as she could but accomplished nothing.

Then, a bright idea crossed Kimberly's mind. She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out her phone. She began dialing the number for security...
 
Ryan smiled as Kimberly struggled under him. He was enjoying this. When he saw her dialing her phone he quickly snatched it out of her hand, "I don't think so... You should know that if I go to jail... you are too... I'll easily pay my bail and then I'll go to where I have the info on you and then I'll go right to the FBI and you'll be in jail so fast your head will spin..."

Ryan stood her up. Her blouse and jacket just covered her pussy and the garter belt holding up her stockings. He looked at her and smiled, "You wanted to know what I wanted from you. First, you're going to give your company to me. You'll still be the CEO but I'll be the owner. Then, you're going to give me everything you own including all your money and finally, your going to give yourself to me and become my sex slave..."
 
Kimberly stood there. Her makeup in ruins. Her mouth agape in disbelief. Disbelief in a lot of things: the fact that her ass was just spanked to redness, the fact she stood before an employee without her skirt nor panties... She found his suggestion to be infuriating. The audacity to threaten her with her backroom deals. The demand to hand over all her assets. The demand to make a sex slave of her... But the most unbelievable thing was that Ryan had the upper hand... He was winning.

Her deals were far from legal. Jail time and the fines she would incur would be devastating to her company and her name... And those were both things she took great pride in... And for Ryan to make those demands of Kimberly hurt her pride greatly. There was only one thing she could do that felt right. Regardless of what consequences she may incur, Kimberly would cherish this next memory...

She swung back with all her might and delivered the hardest slap to his face she could.

*THWACK*

The sound rang through the empty halls of the office. No one was there to hear it except for Kimberly and Ryan... And Ryan now had a visible red mark on his left cheek...

Kimberly, in addition to her anger, now felt a strong sense of satisfaction. She managed to hurt him...
 
To tell the truth, he kind of expected the smack. He looked up at her and smiled. Then he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back over his lap. And, went back to spanking her... "So... What do you say Kimberly? Do we have a deal?"
 
*Smack!*

"Aaah! Fuuuuck!" Kimberly's short moment of victory was once again drowned out by being spanked.

*Smack!*

"No!" *Smack!* "I'll pay you $10,000 a month!" *Smack!* "That's more than twice what some people make!!" *Smack!*
 
Ryan laughed as he continued to spank her, "$10,000... This is worth a lot more than that... I want the company, your assets and you... " he kept spanking her, "That's they only way I'm going to stop spanking you."
 
"Aaah! Shit."

*Smack!*

Despite the pain she felt, Kimberly wasn't ready to break.

"You're gonna have to do a lot worse than spanking if you want anything from me, you sick fuck!"
 
Kimberly told him he would have to do worse, "All right... You asked for it..." Ryan stood Kimberly up then he put her on top of the desk. He pinned her arms over her head with one hand while he unbuckled his pants with the other. His 9" cock was hard and ready. He then pinned her hands to the desk with both hands and positioned his cock so it was just touching her pussy lips.
 
Kimberly's eyes widened when she was put into that all-too-familiar position. When Ryan stopped spanking her, she was relieved. But now a new panic set in when she saw him pull out his 9 inch cock...

"Wait wait!!! That's not what I meant! Please... You're.... Huge..."

Ryan's cock truly was huge. It would have easily been the largest she would have ever had... Under different circumstances she might have welcomed this. But with so much on the line, she wasn't sure anymore.

"$20,000! I'll give you twenty! Consider it a raise! Just please..."
 
Ryan laughed again "No, you know what I want... I want the company, your assets and you... The only way to keep me from fucking you right now is if you give me what I want. Other wise I'm going to rip your blouse and blazer off of you and fuck you right here on the desk.
 
Everyone has a price. Everyone... even Ryan. Maybe Kimberly just didn't find it yet. He had to be bluffing about raping her... right? He had to be... he seemed serious though...

Kimberly was torn... Ryan held all the cards. Give him what he wants and lose everything? Or keep her dignity, keep haggling, and talk her way out. She was really only delaying the inevitable. Even if she did manage to get out of here without getting raped, there was still the issue of the evidence against her. That was to be dealt with later. For now... she had to choose... everyone has a price. Even Ryan.

"Okay okay you win..." She started... "$100,000 in cash. Tonight."
 
Ryan rolled his eyes. He unbuttons the buttons on the front of her blazer and opened it. Then he took a hold of her blouse and ripped it open sending buttons flying, "Last chance," He said as his hand touched her stomach and slid under her bra and started to play with her breasts, "Do I get what I want or do I fuck you right here?"
 
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