Paradise days

I didn’t take things further with Lana. Yet.

It was painful enough that the erection in my pants kept jabbing against her back. And once she realized what the sensation was…

She slowly massaged it. By arching her back.

What did she want me to do? Cum in my pants or something?

No. I had to put a stop to that. The actual moment of victory was so close now, and I didn’t want to fuck it up. So I withdrew my sloppy, wet finger from her mouth, wiped it against her shirt, and returned to my seat.

Her eyes stayed on me, though. It was obvious that she was turned on. The way her chest was heaving… How red she was… The come-hither look in her eyes…

Which was interesting in its own way. I hadn’t triggered Lana’s trait, the one about getting horny in tight spaces… No, she was just legitimately turned on. By me.

Well she was +98… So I guess just taking orders turned her on now. But then again… I hadn’t really given her any orders. Maybe she was just this… corrupted now?

Shit. There’s Maria.

Marching through the hallway, with Hayley in tow.

…Did it work? Is she actually leaving?

…What was she planning next?

…Did I successfully stay distance myself from this scheme? Did she suspect me at all?

I had to find out. A little.

Maybe it was a mistake, but I needed to see how she currently felt about me.

I burst into the hallway. She and Hayley were already waiting for the elevator.

“Hey, Maria, I’ve got a couple of things I think I need to discuss with you. Is today okay?”

There… That should sound inconspicuous enough?

Both she and Hayley turned to me.

Maria was wearing some… sunglasses.

As if her poker face wasn’t hard enough to read already. Now it was practically impossible.

The elevator arrived just then, and she stepped inside. Clearly she didn’t feel the need to even answer my question.

Hayley, however, hesitated stepping in with her.

“Um, Maria, I think I forgot a some papers into your room, I’ll follow you real soon, okay?”

She gave a silent, annoyed nod and closed the elevator door.

Hayley walked up to me. Her expression was more serious now.

“Did it work?” I asked.

“…Holy fuck. So it was you? How… How in the Hell-“

"Did. It. Work?" I asked, a little more frustatedly this time.

"Excuse me? I think I'm entitled to at least some answers first!"

I had no time for her bullshit.

I grabbed her tiny throat, and pushed her body up against the wall. It was so sudden, she dropped her briefcase on the floor and gasped.

“Grgh!”

“This is not a discussion. Just. Answer. Me. Did it work?”

I could see the fear in her eyes. She was already quite intimidated.

Then she nodded. Multiple times. (HAYLEY: +2SP) (+11SP)

“Gretchen now owns the magazine?”

She kept nodding.

Ahahahaa…

Finally.

I was so satisfied I was about to let her go… But…

“J-Jack…” I suddenly heard right next to me. It almost scared me half to ****. Gretchen had somehow silently sidled up to me. “…I-it’s not that s-simple… There was a… clause…”

“Wait? What clause?” I asked, turning back to Hayley.

“Oh, of course. She’s in this as well, is she? Hey, Gretchen… Could you please get your… boyfriend off my… neck?”

She was sorely mistaken about who was in charge here.

Gretchen just looked away from the ****.

She was a little red. And I knew that hue. She was horny again. I guess she wished it was my hand on her neck instead.

But it was a little surprising how… non-chalant she was about the fact that I was now **** Maria’s lawyer. Like she had just accepted… That these sort of things kept happening with me?

I squeezed Hayley’s neck tighter, and used my other hand to grope her right titty. Roughly. I would’ve ripped her shirt apart, but she still needed to look representable. Maria was waiting for her.

“What… clause?” I asked, more threateningly this time.

“Ow ow ouch! Ngh! Stop! It was to… fool… Maria…”

Okay, maybe it was hard for her to talk like this.

I let go off her completely, and let her catch her breath.

“Huff… God… How crappy… of a lawyer… you think I am? Of course there’s a clause that she can return whenever she likes to. Otherwise she would’ve never agreed to that contract.”

Fuck. Shit. Fuck. This could ruin everything.

“But… obviously…” she continued. There was a devilish smile on her face now, “the clause is pretty useless. The whole contract is full of many loopholes, and you can enact the clause only if certain conditions are in place. And they never have to be. Maria doesn’t read the fine print.”

“Wait, but then-“

“Yeah, the magazine is Gretchen’s for good. If this comes up, my explanation is simple: I had to do the contract so hastily… that I didn’t notice all the mistakes. That’s it.”

Shit. Hayley kinda… saved the day, didn’t she?

“But, but-“ Gretchen interrupted, “Maria said she’d be returning… really soon…”

I turned to Hayley. She nodded.

She’d be returning real soon? How could she? After all, if she did, Anna-Marie wouldn’t have to hold her part of the deal and…

But… What if there was no… Anna-Marie?

Crap.

I feared there was a chance for this. Maria would never forgive Lana and Anna-Marie for their part in this. They were in danger already. But…

“It doesn’t matter,” I said. “I’m going to have to take care of Maria soon anyway. Right now she’s driven into a corner. And the next mistake she’ll make… will be the final one. For that… I need to discuss some more of Maria’s history with you, Hayley.”

“Great! That’s exactly what I’ve been suggesting we do! First-“

“Shut up. We’ll talk when it’s the right time. Right now I need to get the office in line. Go. Maria is waiting for you.”

“…right…” she said, bending down to pick up her fallen briefcase.

Dear Lord. I keep forgetting what a beautiful, pear-shaped ass she had.

Naturally… I had to…

SPANK!

I spanked her ass with my full palm. I could see both of her cheeks jittering and convulsing even through those blue, professional jeans she was wearing.

“OWWW! What the fuck?”

“Just remember. I can still destroy you any moment I choose to. You work for me now.”

“yeah, yeah… geeze… I knew that already… fuck that hurts…”

“You’ll get used to it. She did.”

SPANK!

I gave a similar walloping to Gretchen’s behind. The texture of both girl’s asses was truly exquisite. Gretchen’s ass was a little bit more perfect though. I had professionally sculpted it with the app, after all. I wouldn’t have minded keeping my hands there even longer.

Gretchen was used to my sudden spanks now. She even managed to suppress her scream by covering her own mouth. Hayley just stared at the episode in total confusion.

I snapped my fingers, pointing towards the elevators, and she smartly got running. (HAYLEY: +1SP) (+12SP) No need to make Maria any more suspicious than she already is.

Now it was just me and Gretchen. In the hallway.

There was a quiet moment between us… And she kept avoiding my eyes.

“Gretchie… Look at me.”

She finally did.

“How does it feel to be the owner of Mirage?”

She had to take a moment to think about her answer.

“I… I don’t own… Mirage. You do… Master. A-Anything I own… You own. In-Including… Me.”

I lifted up her delicate little chin with my thumb.

“That’s the correct answer, cunt. But you can still enjoy this.”

I slowly leaned closer to her face…

And our lips met.

I gave her a very soft and tender kiss.

No groping. No ****. No stuffing my tongue down her throat.

Just a… kiss.

Then I retreated.

All of a sudden she became very shaky and flustered.

It was… cute.

“Wh-what w-w-was th-that for… M-master?”

“What? I’m not allowed to kiss my toy?”

“N-n-no, it wasn’t-wasn’t-“

While she was trying to get a clear sentence out… I started thinking to myself.

What was that for?

For some reason… All the hate I had felt towards Gretchen over the years… It’s like it wasn’t there anymore.

I couldn’t access it. Not right now, anyway.

All I could see was a toy I could have fun with. And that made me feel good.

It was still funny to see her act so unconfident and shy, after all these years of her ordering me about. I didn’t wait for her to finish her thought, I just took her hand and dragged her to the writer’s room.

All three heads turned to us. They must’ve sensed that something weird was going on today. Sure it was the deadline day for the newest magazine and all the articles needed to be ready… But there was something else in the air as well.

“Alright, stop your work for a moment. Gretch here has a huge announcement for all of you.”

For a small moment Gretchen was speechless… especially about the careless way I just called her “gretch” in front of everybody… But then her brains activated again.

“Krhm, yes… Um, well, this is… quite a big deal, and I don’t know even myself quite how to react to it… But as of now… Maria has left her position… as the owner of the magazine.”

They all gasped. Lana’s gasp was clearly fake though.

But Ulla stood up.

“What?! WHY!?” she shrieked.

“The- The reasons are… not so clear yet, but as of right now, I’m de facto owner of the magazine and- and…”

“And I’m officially the editor,” I said, walking up next to her. “From now on… I’m completely in charge of everything related to the magazine itself. Gretchen has also promoted me into the position… of this magazine’s discipline enforcer.”

I could see the reality sink in all of their eyes.

Nobody dared to ask what a “discipline enforcer” was.

So I guess I needed to demonstrate.

“For example… Gretch here just decided to introduce her new position first. Even though my promotion is way more significant. For that kind of arrogant action… there needs to be some discipline.”

I turned to Gretchen.

I could feel it. My paradise days were finally beginning.

“Gretch… Bend down and kiss my shoes as you apologize to me.”