Totally not based on current events. All characters are fictional and any parallels to real life are coincidence.
Fair Game 1
Business was good. Jade Martin put her hands on her slender hips and looked out over the bustle of workmen erecting cubicle walls. The floor-to-ceiling glass walls of her executive office kept the sound to a muted rumble, barely louder than the hum of the air conditioning.
After a lifetime spent chasing corporate power, Jade had finally landed the big fish. Chief Executive Officer of her own software company, with guaranteed funding of a hundred million dollars. Safe Space Studios, or S3 as she liked to call it, had the backing of some of the biggest players in the industry. A hundred million was really just the start. If she played her cards right, that hundred million could double, or triple, over the coming years.
A broad smile pulled at Jade’s lips as a warm feeling of accomplishment filled her chest. That first hundred million would go to her new studio, of course, but there were seven figures earmarked for her own bank account in that number. If she got the production goals met in the first quarter, who knows, bonuses might turn that seven figures into eight.
Nothing could bring her down now. She was rich. Powerful. Influential. She had fuck-you money in spades and the confidence of even more powerful people.
A buzzing in her pants suit pocket brought her back to reality. All this new wealth had a heavy burden of responsibility attached to it, not the least of which was the new board she was beholden to. Like any industry professional knew, the key to success was in ensuring the board was happy. Happy board, happy life.
Without looking, Jade fished the phone out of her pocket and picked up. “This is Jade,” she said.
“Board meeting, five minutes,” a gruff male voice said, then hung up.
Jade sniffed in disdain. She might be beholden to the board, but they had no right to treat her like a lackey. After all, they were trusting her to turn their hundred million into a billion. Still, it wouldn’t be smart to keep the board waiting. Not this early in the game.
The boardroom was on the top floor of the building. Jade grabbed her handbag and left her office. The din of ongoing construction was almost deafening after the muted quiet of her office, and she hurried through the workers to the elevator.
Sweating men lugging heavy office furniture saw her coming and parted before her, and she suppressed the satisfied grin at the look of subservient awe on their faces. Only a few heads turned to follow her as she passed, and the glances at her ass were quick and fearful. As it should be.
The elevator whisked her straight to the top floor. Jade had a secondary office up here, but part of her promise to the board was that she would be keeping a close eye on the production teams. She could play the good little worker bee when she had to.
Deep plush carpet dragged at her heels as she strode across the foyer to the boardroom door. The twelve-foot ceilings, expensive wainscot and gold-trimmed furniture went by in a barely noticed blur.
Jade stepped through the heavy doors to the boardroom and came to a stop. The lights were turned down low, and as the solid walnut doors shut behind her, it took a second for her eyes to adjust. Most of the light was coming from the projector playing some video on the wall, but she kept her focus on the board members sitting around the table.
“Good afternoon,” Jade greeted the board warmly. “This is the first time I have come before all of you together, and I wanted to take this opportunity to…”
Jade’s prepared speech faltered. None of the board members were looking at her. They were all staring at the video, and as Jade’s vision adjusted to the low light, she saw a mix of disgust and apprehension on their collective faces.
Something cold gripped Jade’s heart, and she turned to follow their gazes. The video didn’t have any sound, but she instantly recognized the person featured front and center. The woman was of mixed Asian and European ancestry, her features finely chiseled, with a strong jaw and a nose slightly too large to be considered delicate. The woman’s eyes were closed, her brow furrowed and her mouth open. Her hair was disheveled and hanging in front of her, mostly obscuring her face.
Jade felt a sudden rush of heat come over her. The woman was naked, her b-cup breasts bouncing as a man fucked her from behind. Each pounding thrust sent a jolt through the woman. The camera was a good one, and Jade could see the tendons in the woman’s neck as she let loose a silent scream of pleasure.
The man fucking the woman made a fist in her hair and dragged her head backward. The video froze at a perfectly timed still shot of the woman’s face, her hair finally pulled back enough to clearly see who it was.
Jade stared at her own face, projected larger than life on the wall. In the video, her eyes were unfocused, staring in slightly different directions as the overwhelming sensation of an orgasm ripped through her.
The silence in the boardroom was deafening. Jade’s ears were ringing, and the softly grunted command to clear the room barely registered with her. Jade stood, frozen in place, her vision tunneled down to nothing but the freeze-frame of her orgasm projected on the wall. The board members filing out of the room skirted wide around her like she carried the plague.
After what seemed like a century, the room was empty except for a single man sitting near the head of the table. Jade couldn’t bring herself to look at him. Mortification crawled under her skin, pricking cold sweat down her back. She wanted nothing more than to find a hole to crawl into.
“The board finds itself in something of a conundrum,” the man said in a deep voice.
The words jolted something loose, and Jade spun on him, raging fury replacing embarrassment in a split second. “How dare you?” she snarled. “This is a private video! I’ll sue you into the ground for this! When I’m done with you, there won’t be anything left but a smoking, greasy crater!”
For the next several minutes, Jade raged at the man. Every threat she could think of she hurled at him, every abuse, every furious invective she could invent she spit in his face. Gradually, the calm, unblinking gaze of the man drained her outburst down to a harsh pant.
“Are you finished?” he asked.
The fury tight in Jade’s throat threatened to choke her, but something in the set of the man’s shoulders kept her silent.
“Good. I hope you got it out of your system, because that will be the last time I allow you to vent at me without consequence.”
The sheer gall of the man spiked Jade’s fury, but she gritted her teeth and rode it out until she could speak without her voice betraying her. “What do you want?”
“Well, well. I didn’t expect you to ask that for a while yet. What I want is for you to be here, at S3, doing what you do best.”
Confusion blanked Jade’s mind. “What?”
The man leaned back in his chair, a grin ticking the corners of his mouth upward. “Oh. Not running a software company. We could get a hundred different people qualified to do your job, and likely for half of what we’re paying you. No, your position here at Safe Space Studios is to be a figurehead. We chose you because you have one thing the other candidates did not.”
Helpless at the rapid change of topics, Jade could only swallow. “I don’t understand.”
The man stood from his chair. Jade wasn’t a tall woman at five-foot-six, but it wasn’t common for someone to truly tower over her. The man had to be close to seven feet tall. And he was ripped. She saw the bunch of expensive fabric across his chest as heavy muscle flexed beneath. Unhurriedly, the man crossed the boardroom floor toward Jade, only stopping when he was close enough for her to smell his cologne.
Jade flinched away from him reflexively, then steeled her spine. She wouldn’t show weakness to this monster. She held her ground as he took another step toward her and she tilted her head back to glare up at him. The man reached up and placed his hands on her shoulders.
Outrage flashed through Jade. This was sexual harassment. The Me Too movement might be losing steam, but she would bury this fucker regardless. Pressure on Jade’s shoulders started to turn her around, and she fought against the man’s strength for a few seconds.
It was a hopeless battle. She could feel the iron in his grip and knew that he could simply pick her up in the air if he truly wished to. Reluctantly, she allowed the pressure to turn her shoulders around. An unwelcome thought flashed through her mind. At least he wasn’t pushing down, demanding a blowjob or something.
Heat flushed across her cheeks, and she was glad that he couldn’t see her face. Then the glow of the projection drew her gaze and she stared into her own eyes, drunk on pleasure. The man leaned down to breathe in her ear.
“This,” he said softly. “No other candidate could do this.”
The heat in Jade’s cheeks burst into a full-on blush to match her face on the projection. What exactly did that mean? Jade’s outrage lasted for all of a few seconds before she understood. Suddenly, the man’s firm chest pressing against her back turned her stomach and she jerked away from him.
“Fuck you!” she hissed, spinning around to glare up at him. “I’m not some slut that sleeps her way to success! I earned every promotion! I did the long hours and the work! If you expect me to sleep with you because you threatened me with a sex video, I’ll drag you before a federal judge on revenge porn charges!”
The man lifted his hands in mock surrender and the infuriating smile stayed on his face. “You’re quite right. Jade Martin would never sleep her way to the top. I wouldn’t want to force you into something you don’t want, after all. I’ll just call the board back and we’ll find your replacement.”
“Nice try, asshole,” Jade spat. “If you fire me now, my golden parachute will expand to include every penny that you’re worth.”
He frowned for a moment, then brightened up. “Oh! You think this meeting is sexual harassment!” He let out a chuckle, then sobered up instantly. “No, Jade. The board received your little video from an anonymous tip. They’re concerned that the video will show up on Instagram or TikTok and the value of S3 will crater.”
Jade stared at him in horror. “You wouldn’t dare.”
“Me?” he put a hand on his chest in mock affront. “I would never. You see, I’m sort of a fixer. I’m on the board because they need someone like me for when their money is threatened. A hundred million dollars is a lot of money, even for people as rich as the board, you understand?”
She swallowed against a dry mouth. “No. I don’t understand.”
“I’ll put it plainly, then. All the board cares about is their ROI. Whether its you at the helm or some other faceless suit, they don’t give a shit. Money is king, and right now, you’re threatening their money.”
“Well, I suppose you better delete that video then, and hunt down whoever stole it in the first place!”
“I suppose I should. But that’s not the guarantee the board is looking for.”
“What do they want, then?”
“They want my assurance that you aren’t a liability.”
“Then give it to them! I’ll promise to never make another video again. How’s that?”
“Not good enough.”
There was the click of metal, and Jade’s eyes flashed down to the man’s waist. He was undoing his belt buckle! “Not on your fucking life,” she snarled, and spun on her heel. She made it two steps toward the door before his voice brought her to a sharp halt.
“If you walk out that door, the video goes public before you reach the elevator.”
Jade clenched her fists in hateful rage, but couldn’t bring herself to face him again. “I’ll never suck your filthy cock,” she spat.
“It is your decision, of course,” he agreed pleasantly. “What’s your compensation this year supposed to be? Eight million dollars before bonuses? That’s a lot of money to throw away over a blowjob.”
Jade’s heart crashed into her stomach. She had finally achieved her dream. Her own software studio! Her own company! Wealth, prestige, and the respect of her peers was sitting in the palm of her hand. All of it being threatened now by this asshole.
“I will ruin you,” she whispered, surprising herself. The admission was loud in her voice, and she realized she had made the decision before she had even spoken. A few minutes of humiliation, and she’d put this all behind her.
“You’re welcome to try,” the man grinned.
The metallic rasp of his fly descending was like a saw blade ripping into her soul. Her stomach turned and she swallowed back the surge of bile in her throat. Slowly, Jade pivoted back to face him.
In the dark boardroom, it was impossible to make out the shadows-in-shadows, but she knew without seeing that he had his cock out. Taking that first step back toward him was the hardest thing Jade had ever done. The second step was no easier, but before she knew it, she was close enough to the man to feel the radiant heat of his skin on her cheek.
“On your knees,” he commanded her.
The polished hardwood floor of the boardroom felt cold through the knees of her pantsuit. The man’s bulk towered above her, the soft glow of the projection just bright enough to scatter highlights across the swell of flesh bared at his waist.
Jade realized she was holding her breath, and took in a cautious lungful of air. The man’s musk rolled across her senses, warm and smelling faintly of clean sweat.
I can’t do this! Jade screamed to herself. She felt like she was going to throw up. Her heart pounded in her throat, seemingly the only thing blocking the bile from spewing out all over the man’s expensive trousers.
Then the man’s hands swept past her ears and gathered her hair up into a single fist. His grip tightened and Jade felt the quick ping of pain as a few hairs were pulled from her scalp. Panic rushed through her, and she flailed for something to push against. Her hands found the rock-hard muscles of his thighs and she strained against his grip, trying to break free and escape.
She never saw the blow coming, just the sudden jolt across her face as he slapped her hard enough to put stars dancing in front of her eyes.
“Hands behind your back,” he growled.
Pain came a second later, a searing burn that went from the jaw all the way up to her ear. Jade gave a muted cry, but dropped her hands when he gave her head a shake by the hair.
“Good girl.”
The man shifted above her, and something hot and heavy draped across Jade’s face. It took her a second to identify it as the man’s cock. Disbelief overcame the lingering flush of pain in her thoughts. What the fuck? This guy’s cock was huge! And not in the giggle-with-the-girls type of huge. The kind of huge that put a stab of fear through her guts. The kind of huge that could send her to the emergency room with a ruptured uterus.
Jade felt her head being pulled back, and the hot weight of the man’s cock slid across her cheek. The ridged bulge of the head bumped into her eye, then eased down next to her nose. He wasn’t even hard yet, and his prick was longer than any she had even heard of outside of porn.
The smell of his cock filled her nose, and an unexpected flutter twitched between her legs. No. No fucking way was she getting turned on by this! The meaty cockhead pressed against her lips, the size and firmness of a plum.
“It’s a good thing you have a big mouth,” he breathed. “Now open.”
What could she do? Jade opened her mouth and allowed the massive cock to slide inside. One time, when she was a kid, someone had dared her to put a whole peach in her mouth. She had made it fit, to her surprise, but then found herself unable to get the peach out again.
The same panic filled her as the ridge on his cockhead slipped past her teeth. Her mouth was filled almost completely with just the head of his cock. She couldn’t breathe! Her tongue felt crushed against the back of her mouth, blocking her throat.
Then, somehow, she got her tongue straightened out and drew a sharp breath through her nose. The fist locked at the back of her head kept her from escaping, and forced her to come to grips with the hot, thick intrusion in her mouth.
Now that his dick was actually in her mouth and she had a moment to think, she realized the cock wasn’t really as big as a plum. It was monstrously large for a cock, but her mouth wasn’t quite open all the way yet. She allowed her jaw to open a little bit further, and found room to push futilely at the cockhead with her tongue.
“That’s it,” the man grunted above her. “I knew you’d love this shit once you got started.”
Disgust and hatred surged in Jade, but before she had the opportunity to pull her head back and give the man a piece of her mind, the fist behind her head tightened once more. She could feel the beat of the man’s pulse across her tongue as the cock hardened in her mouth, and he pulled her head toward him.
Jade’s gag reflex triggered as the thick cockhead slipped past her helpless tongue and jammed into the opening of her throat. Her back bowed as she gagged, and only the force of the cock plugging her throat kept the bile from rocketing out of her mouth. Instead, it sprayed out of her nose.
Tears blurred her vision and her sinuses burned. Despite his warning to keep her hands behind her, she reached up again, desperate to push him away. Her hands found purchase on his bare legs, rough with hair. She strained against him, but even with the full strength of her back and arms, she was unable to shift his grip even the slightest.
“Deeper, now. Swallow!”
Swallow? He wanted to push that massive cock into her throat? There was no fucking way it would fit! Jade flailed, struggling against the pressure threatening to split her throat open. His cock was all the way hard now, like a steel ramrod trying to pound through her.
Despite her fear and panic, she couldn’t help but swallow. It wasn’t on his command, it was a reflexive response to the bile dripping down the back of her esophagus. As her throat muscles convulsed, the pressure of his cock found a momentary weakness and surged forward.
Jade screamed as she felt her throat bulge outward to accommodate his cock. The sound that reached her ears was muffled, barely louder than normal conversation. Pain filled her throat as he pushed it deeper into her.
She screamed again, then tried to suck in a lungful of air. Nothing happened. Helpless, Jade slapped at the man’s thighs. All he did was pull her head closer and drive his cock a few more inches down her throat.
Her lungs burned and the need for air drove everything else from her mind. The pain in her throat faded, the lingering sting on her cheek was forgotten. Even the humiliation of being forced to give this beast of a man a blowjob evaporated. Her vision, already blurry with tears, pulsed with black around the edges and began to fade.
Jade’s slaps started to lose coordination as consciousness slipped away. Her flailing hands missed his legs and found nothing but empty air. Distantly, she was aware of her nose being crushed against the stubble at the base of his cock.
Amazement that she had managed to take the whole cock down her throat mingled with surprise that someone as crude as this man bothered to trim his pubic hair. It was a disconnected observation, the last fumbling clutches of her oxygen-starved mind to cling to awareness.
Then, in the last moments before blackness claimed her, she felt the cock begin to pull back. It seemed like she could feel the ridges of the cockhead scraping up from her lower intestine as it dragged past every bump and wrinkle in her esophagus. Then it cleared her throat and she could breathe again.
She sucked in half a lungful of air, then promptly threw up the chewed-up remains of her cob salad from lunch mixed with what seemed like a full pint of stringy saliva. Jade collapsed, too far gone to care that her face was lying in a puddle of her own sick.
Strong hands lifted her into the air and she drifted, too concerned with sucking in sweet breaths of air to pay attention to anything else. The tug at her waist went unnoticed, and it wasn’t until she felt the cold air of the boardroom across her bare ass that she lifted her head and blinked the haze from her eyes.
Jade found herself lying across the boardroom table, the burled mahogany surface smooth against her cheek. She tried to twist to the side and felt the iron grip of the man close over the back of her neck, locking her in place.
“Easy there, Ms. Martin. I was going to let you go with a blowjob, but I don’t have all day to train you how to properly suck a cock.”
“Let me go!” Jade yelled. Her voice came out of rough croak, barely understandable.
“Training will have to come later. Be thankful you were at least able to get my cock slick.”
Jade flung a hand behind herself, her fingers arched into claws, seeking his flesh. The man caught her wrist easily and promptly twisted it up between her shoulder blades. Jade yelped in pain, then her other wrist was caught and dragged up to match the first.
“I’m going to enjoy taming you, little wildcat,” the man chuckled.
Both of Jade’s wrists were pinned by one of his hands. It was large enough to wrap fully around both of her wrists and hold her helpless. With a kick to her ankles, he spread her legs and lined the head of his cock up with the lips of her cunt.
Jade froze, fear coursing through her. Shockingly, she could feel her arousal wet between her legs. Some primal part of her body was actually enjoying the brutal treatment.
“I’m feeling charitable, so I’ll give you one chance,” he growled. “Beg me to fuck you, and I’ll be gentle.”
Jade couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. Every scrap of her attention was focused on the hot, slick bludgeon pressed against the lips of her cunt. She could already anticipate the burning stretch as he pushed himself into her, the pain, the bruising, ripping, and bleeding that would follow. She had taken that cock down her throat, she knew her pussy wasn’t deep enough to take it as well.
“Please,” she rasped, and had to pause to swallow.
“Please, what?”
Jade squeezed her eyes shut against the burning swell of tears. What was she going to beg for? Freedom? That wasn’t going to happen. She only had one option left to her. “Please fuck me,” she sobbed.
“That’s my girl.”
She felt him press into her, the lips of her cunt stretching wide to let him in. If his cock hadn’t been dripping with her saliva, if she hadn’t been wet herself, the slow advance of his cock would have been excruciating. Instead, it only hurt, but it was a dull, stretching ache, not the searing, sharp pain of torn flesh.
Jade moaned before she could stop herself. The cock filled her like a fist, stretching the walls of her cunt to their limits. Sparks snapped from the nerves in her cunt, zipping up her spine and down to her toes. Her nipples tightened and a new flush of heat began to fill her belly.
The man pressed slowly into her, taking his time, letting her feel every vein and bump on his cock. The ridged head slid past the roughened skin of her g spot, and her knees buckled, unable to support even their own weight as a flood of fresh sparks raced through her nervous system.
Then the cock reached her cervix and pressed firmly against it. Uncomfortable ache pulsed in her loins. For a second, terror filled her. She couldn’t even feel the warmth of his thighs against her. He still had inches left to ruin her with. All it would take was a single hard thrust and she would break.
“Please!” she whimpered.
“I did promise,” the man admitted, and began the slow retreat out of her cunt.
Jade collapsed, relief and shocks of unwelcome pleasure draining the strength from her limbs. She closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations and the way her day of victory had been turned on its head.
The head of his cock rubbed past her g spot again, then he started pushing forward, as if he could tell exactly where her most sensitive erogenous zone was. Back and forth, he built a rhythm, with each forward thrust pushing her to the very precipice where ache would turn into pain. And then back once more, the crown of his cockhead triggering waves of pleasure that made her toes curl and her eyes roll.
She felt him shift, heard the click of something hard placed on the table in front of her. Jade opened her eyes and found herself staring at his phone screen. He was recording everything. Jade felt a surge of indignation. Sex tapes were the whole reason she was in this situation in the first place! And he was making another one?
The next thrust of his cock blurred the anger, smeared it into a vague frustration which was completely wiped away on the following thrust. Jade watched the screen as her face took on a vacant, slack-jawed look. The pressure in her loins was growing with every thrust. The fizzing sparks were growing stronger, running down her legs and setting the muscles in her thighs twitching, and crawled up into her scalp, the waves blending together until her entire skin felt like it was hot with a live current.
Her eyes rolled and she lost focus on the screen. She was babbling, pleading and swearing, her rough voice tight with desperation. Then she felt the warmth of his skin on her ass, and realized that the ache of her cervix getting battered had faded away.
She had taken his whole cock. The realization made her tighten up and the man grunted above her. He released her arms and seized her hair, dragging her head up and lifting her torso off the table. Jade shook, her hands grasping helplessly at the air in front of her as that massive cock picked up the pace until it was hammering into her, bruising her hips against the edge of the boardroom table.
Jade heard the mewling moans coming from her mouth and hated herself for giving into the pleasure. His cock was a marvel, and monstrous and horrible at the same time. She couldn’t have escaped the man’s grip had she tried, but deep down she also didn’t want the fucking to stop.
Rough fingers slipped up under her blouse, then yanked down the cup of her bra. He found her breast and squeezed, trapping her nipple between thumb and forefinger. The sparking in her nerves exploded, and Jade wailed as her orgasm ripped through her. The heavy shaft of the cock fucking her never slowed its pounding force, and every thrust sent a fresh rupture sparking up her spine.
Her orgasm intensified, then she came again before the first wave had fully subsided. It was too much pleasure. Jade’s senses went white and the world spun away into oblivion.
When Jade came to, she found herself lying on the boardroom table, curled into the fetal position. She blinked, winced as something sticking her eye shut tugged on her eyelashes. Gingerly, Jade pushed herself up into a sitting position and rubbed at her eye.
Cold, sticky cum was splashed all over the side of her face. It had been there long enough for the edges to dry into crusty glue. Her stomach turned and she eased off the edge of the table, vaguely grateful that he hadn’t cum inside her. Her legs almost didn’t support her, and she caught her balance against one of the plush leather chairs.
Her pantsuit was knotted up around her ankles, caught around her shoes. Bending over sent waves of muscle protest through her groin. Never before had she been fucked with such thoroughness. With difficulty, she untangled her thong from the suit and got it pulled up around her waist. The lips of her cunt felt tender and bruised, and sticky with her own drying lubricant.
“Fuck me,” Jade muttered hoarsely, and pulled her pantsuit up. The zip had burst when the man had pulled them off her hips, but they were tight enough to hold up on their own somewhat. She found a box of tissues on a sideboard and wiped the drying cum off her face as best she could.
Somewhere in the dark boardroom, she heard her phone jingle with an incoming email message. She knelt down and fumbled around on the floor until her fingers found her dropped handbag and the phone within.
The email was brief.
Jade, I have convinced the board that your unfortunate video was the result of a momentary lapse in judgement, and that your suitability for the position of CEO has not been compromised. They insisted that I keep a close eye over you, to make sure no future embarrassment gets leaked to the public. A few words of wisdom: Once you reach the top, everything is fair game. I’ll see you soon.
There was a photo attachment, a still shot of her face twisted in the ecstasy of orgasm, lit from below by the light of the recording phone screen. The sight sent a twinge of remembered pleasure through her cunt and a shiver went up her spine.