Blackmail

Sarah stepped into the larg office. The door seed to suction closed with a muffled Swipe!. The room felt unnaturally quiet. As she nervously took in what lay befor her. The desk was solved ornately carved wood. It was wide, deep and some what low. There behind it was Jasmine Harris. She was leaned forward in her tall backed wood and let her chair. Elbows on the desk and fingers laced Infront of her face. She glaired over her fingers at the older woman cowering in the entrance of her domain. Jasmines hands blocked her licking her lips from view.

Her hair was a well kepped main of ebony curls, catching gold in the light. She leens back revealing her read suit and black top that revealed a larg amount of cleavage. The almost 80s stiled top and her cold but beautiful appearance mad her look incredibly intimidating.

She wave a hand to the seet Infront of the desc. Sarah snaps out of her trance and quickly walks up and takes her seet.

Jasmine: So you are the new promising hire. This...is a very tuff industry. Cutthroat at times. If you want to advance, your going to need to be hungry. You need to be willing to do what ever it takes to get ahead.

Sarah: Oh um y yes ma'am. Thank you for this opportunity.

Jasmine: Hmmm. Ok then. Let's see what you've got.

Sarah looks down to the papers in her arms almost missing Jasmine slinking around the desk. Her wide hips pulled at her shout red pencil skirt. Her thicc golden brown thighs were so silky it was easy to miss that she wasn't waiting pantyhose.

Sarah: Um m ma'am?

Jasmine comes behind Sarah and starts massaging her tense shoulders. Sarah blushes, unshore of what to do. The younger woman leens down. Her hot breath on Sarah's ear.

Jasmine: If your going to survive this job, your going to need to be a teem player.

Her hands slider around onto Sarah's chest and down her top. Squeezing her breasts through her bra. Sarah gasps and tries to stand but is firmly pushed back into her seet.

Jasmine: Ah ah ah. Now that's not being a teem player. I'd hate to see you loose this job and never went more than minimum wage again.

Sarah: w what?

Jasmine: I'm very influence. There are those befor you who didn't want to be a teem player. Shame really. I'd have helped them flourish here. But instead they lost everything. There job, there standing in the feals and the community. 1 even tried to threaten me. Can you imagen. Such a shame they found all that underage porn on her computer. I hear CPS took her kids and she wound up in prison.

Sarah's eyes when wide as her jaw worked wordlessly. Jasmine straddles Sarah's lap and sits on her desk. She slowly spreads her legs revealing a very wet pussy. There wasn't a single hair down there and the smell of her arousal mixed with the shock of the threat making Sarah dizzy as here eyes flick back and forth between the black woman's face and pussy.

Jasmine has a predatory grim as she kicks off her red heals and raises a leg, caressing the older woman's now bright red cheek.

It would be suck a shame if anything happened to your pretty little girls. But there's nothing to worie about right? After all, you are a teem player. Arn't you?

Sarah swallows hard, she can't believe this is happening. She's being forced to fuck for her job. But what if the threats are true. Can she afford to be wrong? She hadn't thought much about these sorts of things with a woman sense her father sent to get "fixed". What should she do?