None of the above

"Come in!" Greeted Krystal, and she quickly put her hand on the handle, opening it slowly enough for it to be a bit theatrical...there was something off about the voice though, that would be confirmed in three, two, one. "Oh uh...hell...ooo?" A smartly dressed businesslady asked, a little taken off guard by her visitor. Krystal too was taken off guard, she'd worked up an image of a man and some **** situation, even going as far as to work herself up for the humiliation but...well, this was not expected.

Stepping inside and closing the door behind her, the nude girl struggled to find her words "I uh...um..." Krystal looked this lady over carefully as she stood there a little flustered. The first thing that stood out to her was the red hair, left to hang down to her shoulders, wavy, looked like it was looked after rather well "...d-delivery?" Krystal stammered out, approaching, holding out the packages in her hand, her eyes falling on those piercing blue eyes, this woman was getting her composure back and there was an air of dominance about her as she carefully looked Krystal over herself.

"Ah, that should be the paperwork I'd ordered..." She replied, tone sharpening, hints of maturity, she had to be at least ten years older than Krystal "...well then? Bring it over and I'll sign it" It was apparent she was getting a little impatient at Krystal's dawdling now.

Apologising, the nude delivery girl stepped over to the desk, coming close enough for her to take a signature "I uh...t-two packages, Wilson Building, 42nd floor, office 69...can I uh, take your signature please?" Krystal asked, her breathing heavy, her nerves were catching up to her. She was standing right in front of this lady's desk, it wasn't tall enough to hide her pussy, reaching into her belt pockets to pull out her phone she could see her, she was catching glimpses of her eyes, darting between her hands and her pussy. She had to know how aroused she was...

Turning her phone on she noticed she had 56 unread messages, most of them from Mary it looked like. 'Damn it Jaime' She thought to herself, before swiping over to the company app, she'd have to check those messages later. Browsing the app took a moment longer than usual, her hands were shaking so damn much "I uh...h-here uh...just...here please..." Krystal was almost whimpering, there was no way she wasn't busted, but she was going to play this until called out. She held the phone out, passing over a stylus for the lady to use rather than her fingers.

"And...there we go..." She said, scribbling on the screen and handing the stylus back, the exchange complete "...that looks like everything you have to deliver, yes?" Krystal replied with a slow nod, filling in a couple more details on the app before putting her phone away.

"That...sh-should be everything...have a g-good day" Krystal smiled and nodded, turning to head towards the door.

"Just wait one moment..." The words made Krystal's heart sink, they were in a much more commanding tone. The nude girl did as asked and turned, looking back at the woman with a look of worry "...do you think I'm stupid?" She asked plainly, the faintest fake smile on her lips.

Krystal shook her head quickly "N-no ma'am, not at all...th-that is everything you ordered, ri-"

The woman cut her off, narrowing her eyes at the nude delivery girl "You know that's not what I mean, you come into this office to do a job, a simple job" She says, holding a package up in her hand to accentuate her point "And instead of doing it professionally, giving this company the respect it deserves, you parade your body around like a whore, acting like a slut around our workers?"

This is it, she was going to call the cops on her, wasn't she? Her harsh words made Krystal bite her lip, her thighs rubbing together as she went on. This probably wasn't the reaction she should have if she didn't want the cops called on her, but she was too horny to do anything else.

"Look at you, you get off on this shit don't you? That's all legalising nudity has done, given whores like you a free pass to show off your bodies in public" She spat back, the venom heavy in her tone as she looked Krystal over "I should call the fucking cops on you, they'll give you what you deserve..."

That threat shook Krystal out of her horny trance "N-no no wait uh...don't call the cops, please...you don't...d-don't need to do that" The nude girl much preferred her when she was tossing degrading comments at her, not threats of police intervention.

Taking her hand off of her phone, the woman raised her eyebrow at Krystal, that very simple act letting Krystal know that while this woman hated her guts right now, she was open for negotiation.

"Okay then slut, give me one good reason not to call 911 on your depraved ass" She replies, those harsh blue eyes looking right through her. Ball was in Krystal's court now, if only she could think straight, her head was a whirlwind of panic and arousal now...and she had to negotiate with an angry businesslady

"L-look I'll...be honest..." Krystal started, taking shaky breaths "...yeah I...I kinda do g-get off on this" She absentmindedly brought a hand between her legs, she really wasn't thinking straight "E-even more when you're in-insulting me...like that. But you...if you call th-the cops that'll be bad press r-right?" She hoped that was right at least "Nude girl on a l-long work day is a f-fucking...hell of a morale boost to the workers"

Narrowing her eyes at Krystal, the woman sat up straight, eyeing her over "What are you saying exactly?"

Krystal gasped out, she had her fingers inside herself again, right now? Seriously? She was trying to negotiate here "W-well I'm, I don't work for you but I can...I don't know, I'll do an-anything...this b-building is private proper-property so, it's not public...laws don't apply..."

The woman considered her offer, rubbing her chin "Hm...okay then. What if you paraded yourself about a bit on the way out?" Krystal's smile grew, she was making an offer, she was playing ball! "...as you are, so don't think about trying to sneak off to the bathroom to clean yourself up" That's when Krystal's smile faded a little. Like this? She looked like a slut...just like the woman said she was "I also want your shoes"

"My...my sh-shoes?" Krystal asked, looking down at her trusty running shoes, they'd lasted her a decent time and they still looked practically new, she was rather attached to them...especially because it'd mean a day barefoot, which given her short exposure to back at the warehouse, would be ever more nerve wracking "...b-but, they're mine..."

Krystal's new friend rolled her eyes, pushing a pen and notepad over to the nude girl's side of the desk "Write down your address and I'll have them mailed to you, if you really like those shoes that much, slut"

Her blush intensified at that, but then again Krystal hadn't told her what her name was, 'slut' was about as accurate as it got at the moment. And so, Krystal slipped off her prize running shoes, setting bare feet on that strange office room felt flooring, flexing her toes at the sensation. It was like she'd been wearing gloves all her life and had them suddenly removed...except the feeling just added to her horniness.

Krystal bent over, reaching with her free hand to pick her shoes up and hand them over, her other hand busy keeping her worked up. Handing the shoes over she grabbed the pen, scribbling her address down very poorly, the handwriting was awful but it was all clear enough, on it's own though it looked like a badly writted note, nothing standing out until she added 'naked slut' to the top. With a smile, her work was complete and she handed the pen back over.

"S-so...you just want me to...leave? But, take my time, right...?" Krystal asked, her knees starting to wobble under her weight.

"Exactly, slut" The woman replied "Show yourself off, act like the whore you are, then leave. I don't want to see you around this building again" The venom was still in her tone, though she almost seemed to be playing along with it, Krystal couldn't tell. What she knew though was that this was her out, making her way to the door on unsteady legs, with just enough self control left to pull her hand out from between her legs to open the door...ready to perform...