Who’s squeezing who?

That was... oh right, the upgrade?

Which meant I could…

Oh God, these two were looking at me with such predatory eyes! It was hard to focus on anything. They had me where they wanted me, and they smelled blood.

“…Maybe she gave me a fake name? For security’s sake or something?” I mumbled out. I had to say something to kill this silence. Anything.

“That would be literally illegal. Any agent working with a confidential informer has to give them their real name.”

Fuck fuck fuck! I needed more time to think about this! But with each passing second, I could almost imagine Maria using her manicured hands to **** my life out, slowly. While she laughed like a supervillain.

I only had one card to play.

The one that I was just given.

It was the first time I would be using this type of trait in any way, so I was on uncharted waters here. I just prayed to God this would work.

“Um, before I answer that, I think there’s something I should do first?” I asked, my voice a little squeaky.

“And what’s that,” Hayley asked in a mildly irritated tone.

Here fucking goes.

“I’m allowed… to pinch Maria’s nipple …right?”

Okay. No sudden screeches. No shocked expressions. Literally nothing.

It was as if I asked them should I check my mail first.

They shared a look, and eventually they also shared a small nod.

“You are… allowed to do so. Just… You know, get it over with,” Hayley said begrudgingly.

Maria just looked irritated. Like her subordinate was wasting her precious time.

Right. So I was allowed to punish my boss’s nipples.

Here was the start of brand new, intriguing questions. The ones that the app left vague.

Just… What exactly was I allowed to do here? I mean, nipple pinching was pretty clear, but then again, there was several ways to do it. How long was it allowed to take? Did I have to do it through her clothes and bra? How painful? Could I use instruments?

…Only one way to find out, I guess.

“Maria, um, could you lean forward?”

She sighed, but carefully laid her heavy tits on the desk.

I think the table even shook a little bit under the weight of them.

But seriously. Maria. Putting her tits on table. For me to use.

I wish I could enjoy this more, but the terror of what just happened in this room still hung over me. No way to go but forward.

“Maria, you know, I still can’t access your nipples like that…”

“Yes you can. Just pinch through the suit and get it over with.”

Well, I guess nakedness wasn’t part of the deal then.

“Jack, we’d prefer not to spend the whole meeting on this issue,” Hayley butted in frustratedly, tapping her foot on the floor.

…I wonder how much authority I actually had in this situation?

I mean… I was the officially appointed pincher here. Surely I had some say in the procedure too?

“Yeah that’s not a proper nipple pinch,” I said with some fake credulity. “I need it raw. In my hand.”

Finally, some flickering in the eyes of Maria. She was getting pissed off.

Maria pushed her powersuit against her tit just to bulge out her nipple. I could now clearly see it peaking through her outfit.

“You can easily grab this. Just fucking stop complaining and do it.”

I was definitely enjoying her offering herself to me this way. But doing so, she was letting her cold, emotionless, negotiator’s mask slip. And I saw a chance to score some points.

“Free the tit,” I demanded.

Maria still didn’t want to obey. She shot an angry glance at her lawyer.

Hayley just sighed. “Better just do it. To me, the nipple is clearly pinchable through the suit, but he wants to do it his way. We could argue this whole day, but we are on a fixed schedule. It’s better for all of us the faster we get through this.”

I really did wonder how their brains handled this whole thing. We just jumped from some serious high-crime drama into negotiating about nipple pinchings. And somehow I was suddenly the boss.

“Fine,” Maria mumbled. (MARIA: +6SP) (-58SP)

Before Maria had a chance to even touch her bra, something took over her. She gripped her desk and her face contorted like it was shocked by lightning. Yup, didn’t forget about that part. This bitch got pleasure from doing exactly what I wanted her to do.

This time it was a little more elevated, though. Her plump lips had trouble keeping themselves together as she closed her eyes and softly moaned in some unseen pleasure. She tried pushing the feeling away and returning to normality, but she was hit by another wave of pleasure. And another. And another.

Through them all, she desperately tried acting like nothing was going on. To me, that was the definitely the funniest part.

She wasn’t doing a good job though. Even Hayley saw something was up. The pleasure-part was not covered in the trait’s “everybody will treat this as normal”-clause.

“Maria? You okay?” She said, placing her hand on Maria’s shoulder. Not a good move. That caused Maria another shudder of pleasure, and she pulled away from Hayley really fast.

The whole thing lasted only about 15 seconds. By the end of it, Maria was even sweatier than I had been during this awful interrogation.

She looked at me with such bile and hate, it was really hard to believe that this woman was just on the edge of an orgasm. Although my smiling probably didn’t help.

“Gi-Give you hand here…” Maria breathed out exhaustedly.

Huh? Why? Was she about to **** me to pinch…

No? She just took my hand, and held it in both of hers for a while.

It was really weird. She just stared at it, like she was afraid of it or something.

Then.

She bent her head a little, and licked my palm.

What. The. Fuck.

She licked its whole length. A couple of times. And then kissed it all over, leaving little lipstick marks all over it.

Even Hayley was clearly shocked.

As Maria slowly, and lovingly, engulfed one of my fingers, it finally hit me.

Her other trait.

YOU DESERVE THIS.

The discussion we just had about her exposing her tit. She considered it a negotiation.

And I had a very decisive victory in it. So… This was the physical reward she considered worthy of my victory.

Licking and loving my hand.

And one finger wasn’t enough. Now she was sensually shoving my middle finger on her soft, saliva-coated tongue. It was the most luxurious bath my hand had ever received.

I was hard as a rock at this point.

All the pain I had felt in this room just minutes ago was melting away.

“…Maria, I- I don’t quite…” Hayley stuttered.

“Shut up,” Maria dismissed Hayley’s concerns the moment my middle finger was free from her sexy jaw.

And that was about it. She finally withdrew from my hand, leaving a trail of warm saliva from her mouth to my finger. Hayley was blushing hard.

Wouldn’t blame her. I felt like I was losing my mind too.

And that wasn’t even the end. I almost forgot the main point.

Maria began loosening up a few buttons on her suit, until her white, lacey bra popped out. Then she just pulled her bra, exposing her massive left tit. Like it was nothing.

Do I even need to say it? Her tit was glorious. She had easily the biggest tits in the building. Well, until I start tinkering around with Gretchen, that is. But these were at least… DD? I always dreamt they were at least that size.

Gloria truly missed out on some integral genes. Or she was a really late bloomer.

That lovely pink nipple was staring right at me, almost inviting my hand to give it a rough shakedown. The likes of it had never received before.

I looked into Maria’s eyes. She was well fed up with the situation. She was staring me down, as if asking whether I had the balls to do this.

Oh, I had balls for days, bitch. This was nothing but a one tenth of a percent of things I would do to you. Even less than that.

I wish I could tell the me from one week ago, the one sleeping in that chair waiting to die, that something like this was about to happen very soon. The happy days were here again.

I was impatient, and ready to get to action. I was already reaching for that squishy nip, but I realized I probably shouldn’t use the hand that she just sucked on. It was too wet, and I wanted to get a proper grip.

So it was my right hand’s turn to spring into action. I made sure to stare deeply into Maria’s eyes, as I ever-so-slowly started grabbed her pink mountaintop and began twisting it like a car key. But doing it very, very slowly.

“Do- Do it faster, asshole,” Maria grumbled.

I didn’t even answer that. I think I was allowed to take my time with this.

Because… To return to the real world… I needed some thinking time. Desperately.

In a very literal sense I was the one terrorizing her titties at this moment, but in a metaphorical sense, she was the one who had my balls in a vice.

Now think. Brains, activate hypermode.

…

Oh yeah, they don’t do that.

But still. Think. FBI. Agent. Name. Think. Maddy. Lori. Twist. Think Think. Twist. Twist. Further. Pain. She’s biting her lip now. Haha. Who’s the boss now, bitch? No, Think. Twist. Yank. ****. Full 360. PULL. TWIST. YANK. MAKE HER SCREAM.

“Augh!” Maria finally made a painful squeak. Fuck yeah.

Then, a sudden slap on my hands, making me let go of her very sore nipple.

The interrupter was Hayley.

“That was more than a nipple pinch already. No more.”

Before I could even argue back, it seemed that Maria agreed and quickly hid her massive mammaries back into her suit. Like a dream that existed only for a short while.

Her stare was full of piss and vinegar. She wanted to strangle me.

For all I knew, if I didn’t find a better way out of this…

She would get her wish.