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Chapter 3
by oblivieta
What happens next?
the deal
They were alone in the private office. There was a large window which overlooked the exclusive beach. Small talk was made while they drank fresh fruit juice. Nothing unusual. When Amelia put her drink on the table, it was time for the real meeting. They sat across from each other on different sofas.
"All together, we're looking at around $10 million dollars," he estimated. "That includes funds for your campaigns, the party, and various Super PACs which will destroy your opponent. Of course, there will be other advantages, as well."
She gave a subtle grin, which she didn't bother to hide. "Not bad for a day's work. Well done, Bolton."
"As it turns out, you're a better choice than the other guy."
"I'm a better choice than everyone," she reminded her.
"Apparently so. These donors seem to think so. I haven't seen them throw this kind of cash around in politics before."
Christine took a final sip of her juice. "First time for everything."
"Of course, they'd like a few things," he said casually. "Little things that are manageable. Contracts, people to consider for appointments, things like that."
"Talk to my Chief-of-Staff about that. I've got enough on my mind, believe me. The first debate is coming up and I'm under a lot of stress."
He gave a wry smile. "Well, maybe there's something we can do about that."
"What do you mean?"
"Look around. You're spending the day here. We have the finest facilities in the world. Our staff, clients, and donors, all sworn to secrecy. You can do whatever you'd like."
She lifted an eyebrow. "I'll have to take you up on that. I could use a good back rub."
"We provide more than that."
President Wallace caught the drift. "Look, what you're suggesting is for people with lots of money and free time on their hands. I'm the most powerful person in the world. That sort of thing isn't for me anymore. Thanks, but no thanks."
"When is the upcoming debate?"
"The end of next month."
Amelia gave a half shrug. "Maybe a return to your secret old habits would do wonders for you. Since you became President, it looks like there's been a stick up your ass. Everyone knows this."
"Careful," she said, shooting a **** stare to accompany her word of caution.
"All I'm saying is that getting laid might do you some good. You won't be as rigid."
She leaned back on her seat and relaxed. "Your advice is always welcome, but you're pushing it on this."
"This is what the donors would like."
She sharpened her gaze. "What do you mean?"
"Well, for their investment, they'd like to know that you're still part of the team," he explained calmly. "They want to know that you haven't lost your roots."
Amelia was right. The donors, elitists, and backroom dealers all came from the same world. A world of secrecy and privilege. Their world was about maintaining power at all costs. Using their money and influence to further themselves in the process.
They also had unique ways of passing the time. With the power they had, the pleasure was expected to be equally as great. They had their ways of accomplishing that to the ****. It was only known in their circle. Only people of privilege knew about it. Christine definitely knew about it, as she'd been in the political and power scene for nearly a decade before taking the highest office in the land.
However, she had never outright participated in any of these events, despite her own desires. People of power always have the biggest appetites. Especially with all the stress of their daily lives, and Christine had the weight of the free world on her shoulders. Her needs could be powerful, and all she could do was pleasure herself privately in the bathroom, or under the sheets. She would never risk destroying her reputation. She had worked far too hard for it.
Amelia had heard of the recent outbreak of the disorder, called "AGS" she'd seen signs of it in her employees, everyone with a slutty & submissive past is subseptable to the disorder, and she's knew all about the presidents "secret past".....she couldn't contain her excitement anymore....she held the leader of the free world in her hands and could make her do anything she wanted!
"Madam President, that everyone in my resort is sworn to secrecy. From the guests, to the servers, to the masseuse. Everyone can be trusted. We also screen carefully for recording devices. Your secrets will be safe."
She gave a soft sigh. "What would I do without you?"
"Your campaign would have less money and you'd be dry between the legs. Just think. These donors want the reassurance, and after you give it to them by attending tonight's events, they'll be happy to hand over more money to you, We both know what you are, and what kind of sex a woman like you craves. There's nothing more insatiable than the lust of a woman with power. Especially the kind of power you have." Amelia added......she could see the president fidgetting across from her, basically hearing the Presidents pussy squenching under her skirt, she knew it was her time to act
"Madame President, I'm sorry to inform you, but, as you're staying in our hotel, there's a dress code........" the president looked confused at Amelia again and got up and said "Oh, I'm so sorry, i didn't know, whats the dress code for here then?"
Amelia had the biggest grin on her face as she announced " you'll have to wear......."
whats the dress code?
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