A betrayal revealed.

Seeing ****, Mina walked over to Brett, standing between him and Greg. She was aware that people in the crowd were recognizing the collar, she could hear the whispers, though not what they said.

"Greg," Brett continued "You've always had faith in me, and so when you offered to buy a car from me on the last day of the month, I wasn't even surprised."

Mina's eyes went wide, she turned to Greg and whispered, "you bastard, wh-"

Greg slapped her across the face, hard enough to make her eyes water and stop her in her tracks. "Shut the fuck up, ****. But, to answer your question, Brett will make the better sales manager, and he offered me something I couldn't refuse."

Brett was still speaking. "I'd also like to thank Mina Alvarez for agreeing to stay on as the dealership's pleasure ****. And I thought to myself 'I could kill too birds with one stone by letting Greg give Mina her orientation as his parting gift"

"Orientation? What does he mean by that?" Mina thought to herself. She was about to find out. Greg grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled, dragging her to centre stage. The **** of this caused her hair ornament to fall out, and her long black hair fell in loose ringlets around her shoulders. As every eye on the party was on her, Mina realized that in a dark part of her mind, she had known something like this would happen if she lost. She would not, could not, surrender her pride.

Mina stood tall as Greg reached for the zipper at the back of her dress. She felt the fabric loosen, heard the zipper slide down her spine. He pulled the dress off of her shoulders and down to her waist, revealing a dark green bra, her massive breasts giving off substantial cleavage.

Greg did not stop, single minded in his goal, and with a single yank, pulled the dress down to her ankles, revealing a thong, which Mina had picked out to limit lines on her dress, but now appeared to have a more whoreish purpose. Very little was left to her audience's imagination, and Mina suspected nothing would be imagined in short order. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud slap to her ample rear, and, surpressing a yelp, reflexively stepped forward out of the bunched up dress at her feet. Greg then took the dress and tossed it to the crowd. Mina watched as a group of women fought over the designer garment that had once been hers.

Greg's hands on her shoulders snapped her focus back to the stage. He had unclasped her bra and was now pulling it from her chest. Refusing to give up her pride, Mina resisted every instinct and urge to cover herself as her massive breasts were revealed to the room. She could not, however, surpress the gasp that escaped her lips as Greg brought his mouth to her left nipple, stimulating her with his tongue. After a few moments, he repeated the process with the right, leaving both nipples visibly erect, and Mina clearly flushed with arousal.

That arousal only deepened as Greg reached between her legs and unceremoniously ripped the thong from her body, leaving her stark naked in front of people she used to consider friends and colleagues. She could only imagine what they thought of her now. She couldn't tell whether it was the shame or the exhibitionism of it that was making her horny.

Or perhaps, it was the anticipation of what was still to come.