A new job

Peter had been rightly shocked, scared, and a bit angry when MJ told him the news. Per her words, she had apparently impressed Fisk so much that he offered her a job as his personal assistant— a job which came with an insane pay raise.

On the one hand, they really needed the money. On the other, it was the Kingpin!

"Come on, Tiger. It'll be good in more ways than one. I make a lot of money AND I get to see the ins and outs of his operation. I can be your inside woman! You know I'm right!" She had said, kissing him on the cheek.

After a bit more discussion, he relented. When she set her mind on something, it was almost impossible for him to change it.

The meeting had been going on for quite a long time. Fisk was talking with some real-estate developers about some land in the city. MJ was doing her best to listen, but...

For the past two hours, she'd been under his desk sucking on his cock. It turned out her new role was little more than a sex **** with window dressing. She had expected it, of course. But all she needed to do was bide her time until she could delete that video or Peter took him down.

Or both.

For now, she drank down yet another load of his cum. While in his office, she was only allowed a collar with the name "Fisk" on it. Her business attire was not much better, though. When she walked around the building, in addition to the collar, she was donned in a dark, black, sheer dress that showed off both her curves and her ample cleavage. Everyone knew she belonged to him.