The elevator arrived at the ground floor and John stepped off of it into the large lobby. It was just after lunch so the place was pretty quiet.
Nina was all alone at her post, reading something on her computer.
John stomped over to her. His energy was intense and dangerous. Barely controlled.
"You. Nina."
She turned, eyes wide when she saw who it was. "Oh! Yes, John? Can I help you?"
"You know a woman's place, right? Do they still teach women to respect men in your country?"
She paused, swallowing nervously. "I'm not sure what you mean."
John sighed. "Give me your hand."
She hesitated.
"Come on, woman. Your hand!"
She reached for him and he clamped a hand down around her wrist, hauling her out from behind her desk and down the side hallway towards the bathrooms.
"Wait! John, where are you taking me! Stop this." she wailed.
"Shut up, for fuck's sake. Don't make me beat you to make my point."
Her mouth snapped shut and he pushed her into the bathroom. He followed her inside and locked the door.
Nina hugged herself, cowering in the corner. "What do you want with me, Mr. Doe? I don't have any money. Please don't hurt me."
John scoffed. "I don't want your money, woman. I want to see you on your knees sucking this cock. Do a good job and I'll leave. Do a bad job and maybe I'll just need to try a different hole."
Her eyes grew even larger and she shook her head. "Please let me g—"
John raised a hand to slap her and she immediately fell to her knees, reaching for his zipper. She looked like she might cry any second.
"That's better."
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