When Smart People Do Dumb Things

If there was one thing that Lexi hated, it was idiots. Idiots who thought that they were good enough to be in charge of others. In her former life, she'd dealt with enough of them to be thoroughly tired of their bullshit and unfortunately, she was now having to do it again.

Susan, her manager, was standing across the room from her. Her hands were on her hips and she was talking. Lecturing, really. Lexi was probably being told off again. She didn't care. In her former life, she would have passed up this place without even blinking an eye. She'd been a professor, she'd had PHDs, respect, a life.

But that had been then. Now she was here. There had been an accident. She'd lost control, and now she was here. Without any formal education, without qualifications. A job at the supermarket, menial as it was, was about the best that she could do.

But no one would leave her alone! It was infuriating! She got no time to herself, demands pilled up no matter how she worked, and people were constantly asking her to do things. Stock shelves, clean rooms, man the cash register, help scan items. Didn't they know how good she was? How lucky they were to have her here at all?

Susan was still talking. Lexi **** herself to tune back in and catch the last few words of the lecture.

"-refuse to follow store policy, show up whenever you want and your attitude is always terrible. Just what do you have to say for yourself?"

"Here's what I have to say to that," She said. "I'm done. If you're going to treat me in such an uncivil manner, I see no reason to continue to offer you my labour."

"You're quitting?" The look on Susan's face was part surprise part relief.

"Exactly," Lexi said. Vindication soared through her as she got to her feet. "Screw you and screw this job. I don't need you."

Before the other woman could even say anything, Lexi turned and left. Leaving the supermarket with a sense of relief.

But as the satisfaction of her actions subsided, Lexi started to feel a prickling sense of apprehension. She would be the first to admit that she had a brilliant mind. But if there was one flaw she was willing to admit to, it was a tendency to act without thought. Now she had quit, how was she going to make money? She had an OnlyFans, but it alone wasn't going to cut it for long.

Rent was due soon, and Lexi was facing the dawning realisation that she had just cut off her money. Was she going to go back and apologise? Beg for her job?

Hell no!

She would just take what she was owed.

Robbery. Obviously, that was the solution. She still had her key to the side entrance of the supermarket. No one has asked for it back. After how they had treated her, they deserved the loss! And stupid people managed to rob places all the time, so it couldn't be that hard.

She nodded to herself. The problem was as good as solved.

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Later the same day - or night, in this case - she came back to the shop. The supermarket was empty and dark, shutters drawn down against the world. She stood outside of it, spinning back and forth on her decision.

She shook her head. There was no time to back out now. She'd come this far, and she refused to let herself falter. Shop may have been closed and barred, but the side entrance was only locked, and she had the key.

She was in. Around her, the supermarket felt strangely cold and silent. There was no bustle now, no crowds, no people. A strange half-darkness filled the building, and where she was used to hearing sound there was only silence.

She'd be fast. Lexi prided herself on her intelligence and observation, so she already knew the cash would be in the admin's office. She'd go there and grab it, and on the way out, delete the security camera footage for the night. She might be questioned later, but they'd have no proof.

Slinking through the darkness, Lexi made it to the admin's office. The door was not locked, but she pushed on. She'd come too far to turn back now.

As soon as the door opened, she realised that someone was waiting there for her.

"Really?" Susan said with a raised eyebrow. "Really? I mean, I had the thought, but somehow I still didn't expect you to be here."

Susan, her manager, was sitting in the chair behind the desk. Her arms were crossed, and she looked equally amused and annoyed.

"You were such a bad worker, and then quitting all of a sudden? When I found out you took your key as well, I was sure that you were up to something. Seems like I was right, huh?"

She stood up slowly. Susan was a tall woman. She had pale skin and blond hair. her eyes were icy blue.

"You think that you're so smart. That you're so much better than everyone else. Do you think none of us noticed it? You were too good to be here with us, that's what you thought. We lesser folk were supposed to bask in your glory and let you get away with everything you wanted."

"That's not-" Lexi started, but Susan cut her off.

"That's exactly how you acted. Don't try to lie now you've been caught out. You thought you were so good, that you could come in here and do whatever you wanted. Well, that's not how the world works and it turns out that at least one of us was as smart as you, doesn't it? Or are you going to try and tell me you have a totally innocent reason for being here so late at night?"

"I was, uh, returning my key...?"

Susan didn't even dignify that with a response.

"Here's how this is going to work," she said. "I have my phone here in my hand. It's set to call the cops. Speed dial, so don't think that you have any chance of stopping it."

Lexi tensed up, but she could see the other woman was right. She didn't have a chance. The only thing she could do was to play along and try to get the phone.

"According to company policy, I should have called them already," Susan went on. "But while I was waiting for you here, I had an idea. Getting you arrested, thrown in jail... that doesn't sit right with me. Instead of getting you locked up, I decided to punish you myself."

"What do you mean?" Lexi asked, her heart was beating fast now.

"I mean that you're going to do what I say if you want to get away without any problems," Susan said. "If you don't, I'm going to call the cops and let them sort it. If you do what I tell you, I'm going to sort it and afterwards you can go home. Sounds good, right?"

"Y-yeah," Lexi said hesitantly. "That sounds good."

It didn't sound good at all, but she didn't have a ton of other options. She was just going to have to go with it and try to find a way out.

"Good," Susan said. "Now, let's start the punishment. Obviously, it has to be something that you'll remember. Something that you're not going to easily leave behind. Why don't we start with the traditional? Take off your clothes."

"Excuse me? You can't be serious!"

"Did I stutter? I said take off your clothes. Or are you going to **** me to call the police?"

"I, no, damnit." Lexi cursed but shook her head. "I'll do it. Could you at least turn around?"

"Hmm, no."

"What?"

"I want to see." Susan grinned, a look of glee danced in her eyes. "I've wanted to see you naked ever since you showed up on the job. This is finally my chance. Strip down. Do it slowly."

Lexi swallowed. A wave of nervousness passed through her body. She wanted the ground to swallow her up. The idea of being naked in front of Susan made her shudder.

But it didn't matter what it made her feel. She had **** but to go forward with it. She'd find a way out. She knew she would.

Lexi shrugged off her coat, letting it hit the ground behind her. Under it, she was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a dark shirt. Nothing too sexy. Sexy hadn't been on her mind today. With fingers that seemed awkward and clumsy, she undid the buckle around of her belt, felt her jeans loosen about her waist. The zip went a moment later. She kicked off her shoes to buy a few seconds to try and compose herself.

Lexi could feel the blood rushing to her face. She was flushing bright red. Embarrassment. She had an OnlyFans, but this was different. This was personal.

Susan laughed.

"Lexi, I didn't know you were so bashful. I would have thought that someone with looks like yours would be used to this."

Lexi cut off a stinging reply. Her heart hammered, her chest felt tight. Heat rose through her body as she stepped out of her trousers. Her legs were bare and long, her panties were a thin red layer of fabric, all that stood between her sex and the outside world. Her pussy was prickling as if in dread anticipation. She couldn't bear to strip her panties yet, so instead she took hold of the underside of her shirt, slowly dragging it up over her head.

Now she was standing in her bra and panties. She was standing in her bra and panties!

And Susan was looking at her. Her hands trembled.

"There," She said. "Is that enough for you? You know you shouldn't do things like this. It's very bad."

"But robbing places is fine?" Susan rolled her eyes. "Take off the rest before I get bored. I want you naked. As naked as the day you were born."

"And then it'll be over?" She strove for the one light of hope, but Susan crushed it with a laugh.

"Over? No. Then we'll get started."

Fuck, fuck, fuck! She hadn't expected something like this! What was she supposed to do now? Playing along was better than going to jail, but she still felt absolutely mortified.

"Do the bra," Susan said. "I've wanted to see your tits for a while."

Lexi's breath caught in her throat, but she was trapped. Her fingers fumbled with the clasp behind her back. She breathed slowly, savouring the last moments of dignity. Humiliation welled up inside of her. There was heat and wetness between her thighs.

The hand came down, the bra with it. Lexi tried to pretend she wasn't absolutely mortified as her chest was exposed. Susan stepped forwards, making an appreciative sound that felt more like a barb than praise.

"Those breasts are amazing, Lexi." Susan said. "Nice pink nipples. Makes me want to play with them. Are they sensitive? I bet they are."

Lexi flushed, and swallowed. She knew that Susan was trying to make her ashamed and embarrassed. Like a schoolgirl who was undressing in front of a boy for the first time. The problem was, whether she knew it or not, it was still working.

"Next your panties, show me that pussy."

Susan said the word ''pussy'' with relish, making it the focal point of the moment. Lexi hooked her fingers under the band of her panties. Reluctantly, she tugged it downwards, feeling the cold air brush up against her vulva. As soon as did, Susan's eyes fixed between her legs. Being stared at like that made her shift from foot to foot.

The urge to cover herself was intense. Almost overpowering. Her skin was prickling, her nudity impossible to block out. Lexi's breath caught in her throat as Susan stepped closer, her lips curled upwards in victory. Lexi realised in that moment that Susan had her dead to rights, and was intending to have as much fun with her as she could.

Suddenly, Susan's hand darted out, her fingers skittered across Lexi's womanhood. Lexi gasped, the contact sent a wave of shock through her body. Her legs shook as Susan's fingers worked back and forth, clearly enjoying the effect that she was having.

"I see you're not shaved down there," Susan said, stepping in close. Close enough that her breath tickled Lexi's skin. She wondered if the other woman was going to kiss her. She wondered if she wanted her to. "I would have thought that you would have been shaved."

"N-no," Lexi said. Talking was harder now. Susan's presence was all around her. The other woman seemed to dominate the room, her body was all that Lexi's eyes could focus on. Her thoughts were slow and clumsy, she couldn't seem to centre herself. Heat and desire flickered inside of her.

Susan's fingers curled between her legs, each touch enticing more and more want. Desire pounded through her. The touch filled her with aching need. She felt a strange sense of disappointment when Susan stepped away.

"You look much better now," Susan said. "Ashamed and naked. Where's that sense of superiority? That smugness? Looks like you took it off along with your clothes. It's a pity, you know. If you had been able to do that before, you probably wouldn't be in this situation now."

She walked towards the door, gesturing for Lexi to follow. Lexi did, but gave mortified groan when Susan led her into the supermarket proper.

The cameras turned to watch, attracted by the motion.

"I can't."

"Can't you?" Susan turned. "This is supposed to be a punishment, after all. What's the harm in a little recording? Don't worry, if you do well, I'll erase it. Well, most copies of it anyway. I'll probably keep one for myself. If you don't do well though, you may find yourself the subject of certain rumours tomorrow."

Lexi overpowered herself, forcing protesting muscles to move her onto the shop floor. The cameras turned, ever watchful. Recording everything they were seeing. She hugged her arms around her chest, but her pussy was exposed to the world, and she could feel how wet she was.

Lexi had no chain around her neck, nothing to **** her to follow Susan but the threat of her phone. Even so, this was more than enough. Each step became harder than the last. Her nipples poked into the underside of her arm, made hard by cold and by arousal. Lexi could feel the wetness welling up between her legs. Why was this turning her on so much? The powerlessness, the helplessness, the humiliation of being monitored and **** to walk across the store... it all added to something deep inside of her.

She swallowed again and again, tried to regain some control of her body. Her nerves were crackling with electricity, her mind afire with desire and mortification. She'd never felt anything like this before. Never this intense.

Susan led her to the cash register where she usually worked. Lexi was thankful the shutters on the windows were down, otherwise people outside might have been able to see her now. Her heart was beating frantically, and her throat had gone dry.

"There we go," Susan said. "I'm pretty sure that got them a good look at you. Can you imagine how many people could end up seeing that footage? Getting off to the sight of you walking around naked?"

Lexi flushed bright red, shaking her head as she did.

"That's not fair," She protested. "You said you were going to delete that!"

"And I am. I really am. Well, probably," Susan smirked, enjoying the thrill of power. "Now, let's get on with the punishment."

"You've already had me march naked through the shop. What else do you want?"

"Hmmm, how about this?"

To Lexi's surprise, Susan reached over and kissed her. The other woman's lips pressed into her own, and then they broke apart. Susan's face was flushed, but Lexi was even more surprised.

"What?"

"Seeing you parading around naked has done wonders for me," Susan purred. "But I want to do more than just see it now. I think for the final punishment, it's time for you to make me feel good. I tell you what, I'll make you a bet."

"A bet?" Lexi felt like her head was spinning. She could still taste the other woman in her mouth. Humiliation and arousal intermixed into a heady fog which clouded her mind. "What kind of bet?"

"It's simple," Susan laughed. "If you can make me climax before you do, then we'll forget this ever happened and you can even have the money. But if you cum before me, then your punishment is extended, and you have to be my little toy for the rest of the month."

Her heart beat fast in her chest, her arousal rose up inside of her like a great tide. Between her legs, she could feel the mounting want, an aching need which made it hard to focus. She looked at Susan, the other woman was blond with long hair. She was wearing a short dress, a blouse and a pair of glasses. Never before had she seen her as anything other than someone below her, but now that was changing. She breathed deeply, tried to centre herself. But it failed.

"Do I have a choice?" She muttered.

"That's the joy," Susan said. "You really don't."

She gestured to the cameras which were even now pointing at the two of them. "Now let's give them a show."

Susan drew her body close again. Lexi didn't resist. Susan's breath tickled her skin. She couldn't focus. They were kissing. Lightly at first and then more deeply. Susan was dominant, controlling their embrace. Lexi could feel her fingers running up and down her spine, tracing a pattern that made her moan. Lexi's own hands caressed Susan's thighs, running up her legs, feeling the fabric of her tights.

Under her skirt, Susan was wet. Lexi noticed as soon as her hands went there. Lexi groaned, feeling one of Susan's fingers gently stroking her entrance. It felt achingly good, and she wanted more than anything else for the other woman to go further.

Their kiss broke apart at last. Both of them were flushed now. Susan looked down at her with a grin.

"Seems like you're enjoying this part at least."

Before Lexi could reply, Susan moved her mouth to her chest, sucking on one of her nipples. Susan's back arched in surprise, the feeling of pleasure racing through her. The other woman's tongue curled about it, gently teasing and pressuring her. Her teeth worked it over, not strong enough to actually hurt her, but enough to make her squirm and moan. Lexi cried out, any thought of making Susan cum in return vanished from her mind. One of Susan's hands pressed into her ass, her finger nails digging into it, making Lexi wriggle. Her heart was pounding faster and faster and heat filled her body. Susan's other hand was stroking Lexi's hair, almost gently. Lexi's nipples became stiffer, which only made them more sensitive to Susan's mouth. Suddenly, the other woman slapped her behind! The thing sent a wave of **** rushing through her body, made her jump and squeak in surprise.

Before she knew it, Lexi had been backed into the cash register, her body was pressed up against it, supporting her weight as her legs splayed open to reveal her dripping sex. Susan was still on top of her, kissing her, trailing her tongue over her body. Not just her breast now, but she seemed to be enjoying controlling the scene. Her hands roamed across Lexi's form, tweaking her nipples, stroking her breasts. Roaming downwards towards her pussy. Lexi shuddered. Anticipation tightly coiled around her. She could see the cameras. They were still watching, still recording. Humiliation rose inside of her. They were going to see her cum.

The more Susan teased her, the more needy she became. Her womanhood became wetter and wetter, her labia splayed apart to reveal the path to her inner self. Her skin burned to be touched, each touch of Susan's trailing fingers made her gasp and moan. She'd forgotten the money, forgotten why she was even doing this. All that mattered now to her was the embarrassment of being watched, and the **** desire for it not to end.

She loosed a soundless moan when Susan's fingers finally found their way to her sex. Her whole body shivered, and her hips thrust forward with a wordless plea. Susan grinned, and answered with action, her fingers pressed into Lexi's wetness. The other woman bucked, writhing wordlessly at the penetration. Before long, Susan was moving faster and faster, fingering her with speed and feeling. Lexi threw her head back, her hair was a mess, but she didn't care. Her eyes were wide and her mouth half open. Why did this feel so good?

Her hips pistoned back and forth, Susan's other hand was playing with her breasts, pinching her nipple just tightly enough to make her jump. She was moaning, gasping again and again. Pleasure ballooned inside of her in waves. Filling her body and making her twist and writhe. Susan was kissing the side of her neck, moving back and forth in a way that drove her wild. Her teeth pressed into Lexi's skin, providing a constant source of gentle stimulation.

Lexi's cries grew louder and louder. She knew that someone might hear her, she knew that the cameras were recording but she couldn't stop herself. She couldn't hold back. Her body was burning with a fierce and fiery desire that echoed in her actions and her voice. The climax was coming, tension mounting across her body. She felt as if she was standing on the very top of a great cliff, any moment to topple over the edge.

Then she did and the feeling hit her. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. She kicked out, the pleasure made her womanhood tighten around Susan's fingers. Her spine arched, and her head rolled back, the world around her burned in brilliant colours for a single moment as the strongest orgasm of her life rolled over her.

And then it was over, and she was gasping. Her back to the cash register, her ass on the floor. Her legs were spread, and she could feel the post-orgasm bliss gently flowing through her body. She worked her mouth, which was now dry, and tried to figure out what to say.

Susan beat her to it.

"That was very nasty of you," She said. "I told you that we had a bet going, but you didn't even try to win. Hah, maybe you don't think being my toy is such a bad thing after all?"

She knelt down, taking Lexi's chin with one hand and forcing the other woman to meet her gaze. Lexi stared up into Susan's eyes, realising how big and how cold they were. She shivered, but yet still felt drawn to them in a way she had not before.

She swallowed again, and finally found her voice.

"I lost," She said, and couldn't believe that she did. "I lost the bet. That means that you can do whatever you want to me from now on, doesn't it?"

"I suppose it does," Susan said, standing back up. "I suppose it does."

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Author's Note: Meditations on the Meaning of Challenge

The reason that I got into this contest in the first place, besides to support an idea that I felt had some potential, was so that I would get the chance to write things in a way that I normally wouldn't. Like many writers, I have certain topics that I tend to gravitate to and which show up a lot in my work. I was hoping that by having the premise set by someone else, I'd be **** to expand a little.

Unfortunately, the first challenge I was assigned was maybe a bit too much of that for me. Lexi's main thing is that she is a former guy, which I had a hard time working with. I am not adverse to writhing things that I am not into, but in this case, I just couldn't really square it with how to make that sexy. I didn't have the same sort of insight which you would have if it actually appealed to me. To that extent, after a few different tries, I ultimately decided to minimise that side of things. I would like to apologise to Fotzenglotz, who is the one who set her up.

At the same time however, I hope that any of you who read this story enjoyed it, and want to see more of my work in the future. While I am not usually one to do the whole call to action thing, I think in this case it may be warranted. If you want to see me go further in the tournament, leaving a like would go a long way towards ensuring that. I personally would quite like to continue, as like I said I feel the first challenge was a bit difficult for me due to mentality and I want a chance to experiment further and see how it goes.

Either way, whether you leave a like or not, and whether I go further or not, I genuinely hope that if you read this work you enjoyed it.