A Little Job

"I have a little job for you to take care of first my dear," The Master rumbled as Skorpion stood trying to grasp the massive responsibility she had just been given. "I want you to visit one of our new recruits. He has resisted signing on so far, and I am hoping you will be able to use your special influence to change his mind. His name is Ronnie James and he is a serial ****, and abuser of women. He likes nothing better than picking up a woman, drugging her and **** her. In short he is just the kind of employee that Hell Inc. needs."

Skorpion arranged it so she would come into contact with Ronnie James at a bar he liked to frequent. He was tall, 6'2" or so and well built. His close cropped blonde hair and well tanned skin made him a very handsome man. Skorpion would have been glad to fuck him even without an ulterior motive.

Previous attempts to recruit Ronnie had ended in failure as he had been able to see though the weak deals that were offered to him by other operatives. Skorpion studied the records of his conquests, and recorded conversations that had been made by other operatives. Skorpion thought she knew what would get Ronnie on board, the one thing he did not have and could not have without her help. He wanted a really big cock, as big as possible, so when he fucked women he could hurt them while he pleasured himself. A simple physical enhancement was not problem for the master, and she as one of his chief deal makers had been given the authority to cut the deal.

Skorpion wore an outfit that she was sure would get attention. A form fitting red leather vest and matching skirt that showed off her perfect tits and ass, and looked great with her short blonde hair. Her big, firm breasts were stuffed in the vest, and a good portion spilled out the top. The vest made her already big tits look even bigger, and she felt like she was the sexiest woman that had ever lived. She had three inch black heels on, and her legs looked great in the short skirt and heels. As she walked into the bar she could feel every set of eyes turn towards her. She could feel the animal heat of the men who desired her, and the icy hatred of the women who would never look as good as she did right now.

Ronnie was playing pool with a couple of buddies. She saw one of his buddies nudge him as she walked in, and she could feel the desire from him. She ignored him of course and went up the bar and ordered a drink called Gates of Hell. The Tequila in the drink burned her throat as she sucked down the first and ordered a follow up. She could feel Ronnie pacing in the background trying to decide how to make his approach. Several other men approached or sent drinks, but she blew them off, she was looking only for Ronnie.

At last he approached and offered a lame pickup line. She offered a lame response back and they bantered back and forth for several minutes. Skorpion was surprised at how inept he was at this game, but she did not work him too hard. At last he offered to take her some place more quiet and she played hard to get for a while then agreed.

She got into his black BMW sports car and he drove her back to his place. It was a beautiful condo on the river, with a peaceful view of the riverbank.

"Would you like a drink," he asked her as she settled down on his leather sofa.

"Sure, do you have tequila?" she answered.

"Coming right up. She knew that he would spike her drink with his knockout potion. He had a custom combination of **** that allowed him to have his way with any woman. He had perfected it over the years so they would be just gone enough to allow him to perform any sexual act his sick mind could think of, but not so gone they could not perform for him. The **** also left them feeling like they had the worst hangover they had ever experienced and with only a hazy memory of what had happened.

Laying her hand out she said, "Oh, and you don't need to add your special ingredient to the drink for me. I will play along without the ****, and besides I am a sure thing anyway."

"What are you talking about?" Ronnie stammered.

"You don't have to play coy with me Ronnie." Skorpion purred at him. "I am here to fulfill a wish for you, to give you the thing that you have always wanted in exchange for you giving me something that I need."

"I don't need anything." Ronnie said defiantly. "Who are you anyway? What to you want with me?"

"I want you to come fuck me," Skorpion moaned at him as she pulled up her skirt and started to masturbate in front of him. Her blonde pubic hair was perfectly trimmed to reveal her swollen cunt lips. She ran her fingers up and down her slit a couple of times, coating her fingers with her wetness. Then she said, "I need your big cock in my hot pussy as soon as possible. I want a big cock, a huge thrusting member that can satisfy a woman like me. A man like you must have a huge, stiff cock don't you Ronnie?"

Ronnie turned red and said, "My cock always satisfies the ladies."

"Why do you use the **** then Ronnie? Why don't you just please them? Is your cock everything you think it is?"

"Everyone wishes their cock was bigger," Ronnie answered. "I can't do anything about it."

"Yes you can, come and fuck me and I will make your cock double in size, and you will have the ability to get any woman that you want into bed. All you have to do is sign here and commit your eternal essence to the company. The super cock and irresistibility are just a signing bonus. My employer is interested in people like you to help our organization grow in power." Skorpion explained to him making her full pitch known. A copy of a contract appeared hovering in the air in front of Ronnie.