Business Management 101 (alternate chapter)

(This is the alternate chapter for "Business Management 101. Some readers may enjoy this version instead.)

Just after Katie, Ronnie and the others slipped into the rental office, the doors to the penthouse elevator slid open. Out strode Tanya Van Dalen and Diana Sykes past the locked rental office, heading for lobby. It was pretty clear from the way they walked, stopped, turned to face each other, talk some more, and then continue on, that something was amiss. As Tanya walked, she kept her eyes straight ahead. Unruffled and unmoved, but seemingly annoyed with Diana and the conversation. However, Diana seemed to be extremely agitated about something. She was gesturing a bit wildly, totally out of character for her. Something was up. A small group started to hover nearby, hoping to find out what the dust up was all about.

Diana realized that people were beginning to gather around them. She quickly regained her self control and composure and went over to a charm offensive. She began to steer Tanya towards the staircase and escalators.

“Look” she said. “We got off on the wrong foot upstairs. Let’s just calm down a bit, shall we?”

“I am calm, Ms. Sykes.”

“O course. Here, let me buy you a cup of coffee at our new coffee shop.”

“No thank, you.”

“Are you sure, Tanya? May I call you Tanya?”

“No you may not. It’s ‘Ms. Van Dalen’, and this is not a social call Ms. Sykes. We are conducting some very important business here.”

“Fine. Ms. Van Dalen, we need your corporation’s support to close this deal or we will not be able to finance our sche...er...project.”

Diana’s voice was becoming tinged with a bit of anger and frustration with this young pup of a woman.

“Who does she think she’s dealing with here?” she thought to herself. Though still maintaining a respectful distance, the crowd of people was beginning to grow, the staircase was starting to fill up like a grandstand.

Pulling out all of the stops now, Diana reached into her bag of tricks.

“I understand that you’re engaged. How nice!! What’s his or her name?”

A few giggles rippled through the crowd at the insinuation that Ms. Van Dalen’s sexual preferences were open to interpretation.

“What??!! What are you trying to say? That is none of your business.” Tanya shot back with a bit of indignation.

Not understanding that she had offended Tanya, Diana pushed on anyways.

“One must try to be open minded these days.”

Now in a hushed voice Diana whispered:

“Of course you and your wedding guests will be able to use the country club facilities, gratis.”

Piqued at what Diana had just loudly implied about her sexual tastes and the transparent offer of a bribe, Tanya returned the favor and announced clearly for all to hear:

“Ms. Sykes, besides the obvious bribe you just offered me and your bookkeeping that is either pure sloppiness or incompetence or both, I believe that my corporation should not do business with your family. I shall report all of this to the board of directors as soon as I return to the office today.”

Diana’s jaw dropped, for the first time, words failed. Her brain and mouth would not connect. She felt the bile and acrimony gushing up within. The crowd was beginning to mock her. Finally able to pour out their contempt:

“Ha, Ha. You tried to screw us and now YOU’RE getting screwed! Serves ya right.”

“Oh, oh. Some ones gonna be in trouble with MOMMY!”

“Bet your gonna get a good lick’n across her knee too! How much can that fat ass of yours take??!!”

“Hey, can I watch?”

“I knew you were just a common thief!”

Diana now responded in the only way she could think of and slapped Tanya across the face. Unfazed, Tanya immediately slapped her back, fixing Diana in her place with those dagger like eyes.

“Yeah, well you won’t be going back to corporate dressed like this...”

Before she could react, Diana grabbed the lapels of Tanya’s business jacket and pulled them back and down to her waist and elbows, pinning Tanya’s arms behind her.

“What the…”

She then immediately seized the collars of her blouse and…

RIIIP!! “EEKK!!”

“What are you doing…?” tearing it open across her shoulders and down to the trapped elbows, laying bare Tanya’s back, shoulders and slinky light blue bra.

Diana shoved the helpless young woman backwards onto the ‘up’ escalator steps and just as quickly, she reached down to yank off Tanya’s powder blue, sheer, lacy bra which could barely contain her succulent delicacies anyways.

“AAHHHH!!! My bra!” More anger than embarrassment.

Uuhh. You bitch, wait ‘til I get my hands on you…! Uuhh, aahh”

That she was powerless made her seethe even more. But the struggle to free herself only made the whole spectacle downright lewd as her flawless dumplings swayed and bounced uncontrolled, side to side, up and down in her struggles.

“Hey, mazel tov on the giant matzo balls, love.” interrupted someone.

Diana hesitated momentarily, astonished at the goddess like beauty of the woman’s body.

“Looks like someone has a hot date tonight.” Diana called out, waving Tanya’s bra around like the captured flag of the enemy and tossed it to the souvenir hunters. The throng moved in closer for a better look. Some, absentmindedly moistening their lips.

The escalator steps had firmly snagged Tanya’s jacket and blouse, holding her fast and slowing the ascending steps down a bit. Seeing her quarry restrained, Diana stepped onto the escalator and savored the ride up as she straddled the writhing hellion. She gazed down at Tanya’s chest, heaving with sweat and anger. She stopped herself from reaching out to caress Tanya, as if she would be able to subdue and control her. Make her submit. Like she did with Nikki.

Unladylike grunts of “Uugghh, uuhhh, hughh.” Were all that Diana heard through Tanya’s clenched teeth. Those icy blue eyes of hers were turning into a angry, stormy gray. One of Tanya’s pant leg cuffs was now caught in the steps, constraining her further. The two women were now halfway up to the second floor.

“Time to tame this bitch!! she shouted up to the spectators.

Looking back down at Tanya, she vowed: “I’ll get my loan from your corporation alright. I’ll just collect a down payment first. I’ll start with your humiliation! And when I’m done with you, the only place you’ll be able to work will be at the ‘HOE ZONE’ stripper bar at the edge of town!”

Tanya tried to awkwardly kick Diana in the crotch with her one free high heel but Diana was able to grab it before she could connect.

“Oh no you don’t. My, my. You are a spirited little filly. We could have been a power couple together. But you wouldn't surrender to me. I’m the alpha bitch here. Not YOU, and not my MOTHER!”

And with that pronouncement, Diana reached down with both hands into Tanya’s pants, curved her fingers around the waistband at her hips and ripped them open at the zippered front and then down her legs to the knees revealing just a wisp of light blue lace panties that barely covered her Mount of Venus. Her naked breasts tossing about with every rough yank and jerk as Diana tore her pants apart. Tanya’s unbending will and pride would only allow a faint ‘Ahh’ to leave her lips as she was being violated by this imperious woman.

“Alright, let’s see what you’ve got.” said Diana.

And reached down to snatch the frail panties from her hips.

Tanya’s pinned arms had **** her to push her tits and nipples up and out. Since Diana stood blocking one leg and the other was still trapped, Tanya’s legs had moved to a partial spread eagle, labia clearly visible, sheltered only by a fluffy patch of gossamer like, light brown pubic hair. Not trimmed at all. All natural. Flawless, silky smooth, creamy white skin. Tanya’s posing was utterly pornographic now. If you were an atheist before, you had to believe that only a God or Goddess could create such a creature.

“Not so tough now, are you, my pretty?”

How’s it feel to be stripped naked by ME in front of all of these people?” scorned Diana with contempt dripping from her voice.

“Go ahead and look, you fat cow, you old hag! I have what you crave!” came the defiant reply.

As some hands reached into pockets for cell phones, and others just stayed there, Diana deftly pocketed Tanya’s panties. She needed to own this feisty lass, needed to smell her in those panties, like a powerful elixir. Needed to apply soothing strokes with them to her own body like some sacred salve.

Tanya laid back, resigned, tranquil even. Her exposed body became her anesthetic.

“So this is what is meant by climbing the corporate ladder.” jeered an onlooker.

“You should be a huge hit at the next board meeting.” laughed somebody.

“I don’t think your fiancée is gonna be too happy with damaged goods on your wedding night! But I accept returns. No questions asked!” came another voice and peels of laughter.

Although Tanya was burning with indignity inside, she would not give them the satisfaction of humiliating and embarrassing, screaming. Only an occasional angry grunt as she lay helpless when her clothes were being torn off and she was being **** by the multitude of eyes staring down at her.

Nearing to the top of the escalator, Diana boasted:

“Well, I’m done with you. Learn your lesson, Ms. Van Dalen?? Don’t mess with me or my family! Get this harlot outta here!” she commanded.

Multiple hands reached down to pull off the remains of Tanya’s clothes until she was stark naked, some groped her ass and breasts, and others tried for her privates. She was somewhat able to fend them off kicking and putting a hand over her pussy until the crowd hoisted her face up above their heads, arms outstretched, legs at full spread eagle.

“Where are you taking me?” She demanded.

“Oh, we we must show you the bridal suite.” came the reply.

“Time to deflower the bride, of course!”

As Diana watched them march off with Tanya, she put her hand into the pocket containing the panties. “Whose top dog now?” she asked herself rhetorically. Then drew a deep, intoxicating breath while grasping Tanya’s torn panties, held it, then exhaled, her breath shuddering and trembling as it left her body. Almost as if she had been enveloped by a cold, icy wind.