A - This bitch is mine (Dominant Jackie)

‘Nice choice.’ PK’s voice in DJ’s head cuts him before he can respond to the blonde. ‘Don’t worry, I gotchu boo.’

With a lurch, the elevator slammed to a stop. In his mind DJ’s frustration at not being warned reached out and brushed against PK, only for the entity to laugh it off. Both of the occupants were jarred against the sides of the elevator car, but neither lost their footing. “What the fuck was that?” The outburst of cursing startled DJ causing him to look over at the blonde woman.

“Sounds like the elevator got stuck.” Stepping over to the control panel, DJ’s manicured nail pressed against the emergency call button.

A few short rings later, a voice answered. “Good morning. So we are aware of the problem. There is nothing for you to worry about, we are working on it. You will be kept up to date.” With a click the line shut off, clearly the men working on it were more focused on fixing the error than worrying about comforting the people inside.

Arianna’s voice spoke up. “This just fucking figures.” Rolling her eyes, she pulls out her phone and curses again. “Fuck! No bars either.” Throwing the useless electronic device into her purse she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

PK’s voice inside DJ’s mind was a stage whisper. ‘Psst, hey, so just so you know, the cameras are totally blocked too.’

Chuckling and shaking his head, DJ turned to regard the beautiful blonde. The exquisite white pantsuit, expensive white heels, it was all almost too perfect. “Can I ask you a question Arianna?” DJ’s voice was syrupy sweet as he spoke into the small space.

Hearing her first name, the woman’s eyes snapped open. “How do you know my name? Do you work for my husband?” DJ almost rolled his eyes, she couldn’t even call her husband by name. Instead she had to refer to him as her possession.

“Technically I work for Thomas, or I will once I reach the floor and sign in. But I also know Jason…” DJ paused as he tried to find a reason that her current persona would know the teen. Giving up on any complicated lie, he used the truth. “We play video games together.”

Another eyeroll came at the sound of Jason’s name. “It figures. But fine, what do you want?” Apparently the knowledge that DJ wasn’t just a random woman took some of the edge off of Arianna’s feelings towards him.

“Why are you such a bitch?” The sentence dropped like a bomb inside the elevator catching both of them off guard. DJ had always wanted to ask her that question. She had treated every person she had ever met like they were scum on the bottom of her expensive shoes, the only reason anyone treated her with any respect was the power and money her husband wielded.

“What was that?” Disbelief that someone would speak to her like that shocked her momentarily. Recovering quickly, her face hardened. If Arianna had been icy before, now she was perfectly glacial.

Rolling his eyes to show that she didn’t scare him, DJ pushed off the wall and walked up closer to the blonde. Standing toe to toe with her, he crossed his arms under his breasts and fearlessly matched her gaze.“Earlier, you talked shit on my shoes. Just now you rolled your eyes at your stepson. Like seriously, what the fuck is your problem?”

“How dare you speak to me like that?! You think you are going to have any sort of job after we get out of here? You are going to regret-” Her words cut off as DJ’s hand shot out and wrapped around her throat pushing the woman back up against the wall. Taking control over someone else felt good after a morning of having his control over himself superseded.

“I asked you a question. Answer it.” DJ’s voice held a cold edge that he had never heard in himself before. His eyes blazed as the fear blossomed in his target’s eyes. “Now.” Releasing his hold on her throat just enough for her to speak, he waited.

The words hit Arianna like a shot of adrenaline, she could feel her nipples harden and warmth began to gather in her panties. Even Thomas had never controlled her like this. No one had ever reacted to her like this and a primal part of her mind was responding in unexpected ways. Yet, she was nowhere near broken enough to follow orders. Trying to find a way to fight back, she simply said the simplest thing she could think of. “Fuck you.”

DJ could see the disobedience in her quiver as she did nothing to push him off. Tightening his grip to cut off her airflow for a moment, he shook his head and spoke. “That is not the correct answer.” His other hand reached out and unbuttoned the white suit coat, exposing the woman’s large breasts and her white bra. If she was going to keep fighting him, then he would make her regret it.

Slipping a hand inside of the bra, he could feel her hardened nipple as it rubbed against his fingers. Slipping her large and proud breast free of the expensive lingerie, DJ could feel his anger slowly be taken over by lust. He realized that he was enjoying this power he seemed to have over her. Deciding to see how far he could push this, he trapped her large nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted slowly.

Arianna’s eyes went wide as her breast was exposed, her hands slapped against the wall of the elevator but something in her couldn’t bring her to attack the person who held her hostage. The combination of the **** on her sensitive nipple and the **** hand around her throat was launching a wave of lust through her body she had never experienced before. Unable to control herself, she moaned the last of her air out through his grip as her eyes rolled back up into her head.

Pulling back from the ****, DJ giggled at her. “You like that don’t you? That’s why you are always such a cunt.” The hard T came out as DJ spit the last word at the woman in front of him. “You have been hoping that someone would come along and put you in your fucking place. But no one does. Do they? No, they all just bow to you and let you treat them like shit.” Letting go of her nipple and the ****, DJ stepped back and shook his head.

Arianna blinked as the world came back into focus, her vision having gone dark at the edge for a second. She could feel DJ’s words slapping her like physical blows. Each one fueled her desire and lust even more. Even with her senses being assaulted, she continued to try and fight back. “N-no.”

DJ smiled and cocked head to the side at the halfhearted attempt. “Really?” Releasing her tortured nipple, he took his hand and cupped her pussy through the thin dress pants. The heat of it radiated against his hand as he dug his palm into her pelvis and his fingers pushed up against her dripping lips through the fabric. Arianna’s moan and whimper were answer alone. Slipping his hand up to her waistband, DJ slid his long nailed hand inside the waistband of the skintight pants. His fingers brushed up against her hood and deftly found the nub of her clit.

The words groaned out of Arianna’s perfectly made up face. “Fuck! Oh god, fuck, how?” Her hips pushed forward against his fingers to try and drive even more pleasure into her body. Closing her eyes and lolling her head back she moaned again. Then, it was gone. The magical fingers slipped from her pants. Her eyes flashed open as she looked down to see what was going on.

DJ stepped back enough to lean against the opposite wall of the elevator. The few steps separating the two created a sudden gap in the room that had felt like it was shrinking only moments before. Holding his now soaked fingers out, DJ beckoned Arianna forward. “You want more?.”

Arianna wished that she had paused for even a second after hearing the words of her antagonist. Throwing herself forward she grabbed DJ’s wrist in her hands and lapped at the fingers that had just been up against her pussy like it was the last water on earth. After greedily licking each digit clean, she took the pair of them into her mouth and sucked on them deeply. Her eyes never left DJ’s as she worshiped his fingers.

‘Interesting. Seems like we might not have to do the whole secretary thing.’ PK’s voice chimed in as it felt reality shift around them. ‘Let’s take her with us.’ DJ smiled as Jason’s stepmom worshiped his fingers.

“Are you mine?” DJ’s voice was low and steady as he spoke. With DJ’s fingers still buried in her mouth, Arianna nodded and tried to speak around them.

“Yeth.”

Just as she said that, the lights came back on and the elevator began to move.

“Cover yourself. We have things to do.”