Have some more fun with Mina.

I quickly made a bee-line for Mina, who was still strapped to a chair being erotically shocked in a basement examination room.

As I entered the room, I quickly realized the effects that twelve hours of electric shocks could have on a person. The formerly fiesty Mina Lari appeared to now be a shell of her former self. While her body was still as ever, her spasms were now down to mere twitches. She had clearly spent much of the night crying, her eyes bloodshot, her cheeks still wet. Her jaw hung open and vacant expression filled her face.

"So, Mina, do you regret biting me yet?" No response.

"Are you prepared for your new life of sexual slavery?" No response.

"Well, if you can't talk, we can still see if you can follow directions." I reclined her chair back all the way so that her head was tilted back below my waist level. I pulled up my skirt to expose my pussy. Mina still did not respond in any visible way. I moved in close and shoved my cunt into her mouth.

"Lick me, whore." Sure enough, Mina responded, as if she were a pro. The true secret to eating a woman out is to ignore the taste and smell, and Mina seemed to excelt at both. "Faster and harder, whore." Sure enough, she complied, bringing me to a quick orgasm. I swear, I love having a wonderful orgasm in the morning.

When I returned to my office, Marco and Sarah were waiting for me, along with some of their underlings. Marco sat in my chair, while Sarah sat on my desk with her legs crossed. What the fuck were these assholes doing?

"What the fuck are you assholes doing? Get the hell out of my chair and get back to work." God, how ungrateful could they be.

Marco spoke first. "'Getting back to work' is the reason why were here today, Jane. Quite frankly, we haven't been too happy with how you've led the company recently, and this situation with Miss Mina Lari exemplifies it. You've spent the last two days messing around with stock, and worst of all, you've decided not to sell her!"

"What the hell are you getting at, Marco." I was pissed, and I showed it.

"What I'm trying to say is that everyone here agrees that I could run this operation better. You're being deposed, Jabe." Those words hit me like a brick. I worked my whole life to build this company, and I owned it, deed and all.

"No way, jackoff. This company is mine, and there is no way in hell I'm going to hand it over to you."

"I never said you would. But, after you dissappear and are presumed dead in a boating accident, the courts will hand over your company to your long time companion, me, as stipulated in your will."

"That isn't in my will, and what, do you think you're going to kill me?" There was no way they could get such a plan to work.

"No, I said 'dissappear'. Boys, take her to The Pit."

Oh my God! These bastards were intent on forcing me to spend the rest of my life as some warm fucktoy, just like I had done to thousands of women in the past. No. No! This wasn't possible. I can't let it happen. Not to me. My life was not theirs to control.

The orderlies grabbed my arms and started dragging me towards the door.