"I want a raise!"
Wham. Blam. Whump.
"Me too, and a day off!" Slap. Whack. Thwack.
"How about a Promotion, HUH?" WHAM...
Rippppppp. "And a vacation-"
"Yieeeeee. Yeowwwccch."
One beautiful snippity demanding boss.
Many frustrated, aggravated, overworked, underpaid lovely workers.
Beautiful long silky redhair is pulled viciously; that oh so lovely face grimaces; the fashionable expensive dress (one that no loyal employee could afford?) shredded, thread by thread, in a most erotic exciting catfight way; that busty sensuous curvy figure attacked via every cunning catfight tactic.
Barbara's Monday as a long time standing boss lady wasn't going to well as her entire office bevy of beauties attacked her full force. Enough of office politics, polite give and take negotiations, begging for benefits bit the dust.
Paula, the cute fortyish blonde yanked Barbara's hair, jerked her towards the others. Cindy, the young twentish brunette fired the first slap-it sent Barbara's fashionable glasses flying. Glenda a foxy redhead slipped in behind her despised boss; the first to get down and "dirty", Glenda grabbed the back of Barb's dress; first she tried to unzip, then zipper got stuck;"What the heck-RRRippppp it." Pam laughed as she saw the lace bra come into view...the shoulder strap broke easily and it was FUN to unsnap the bra.
Alas, Pam lost her bid for "brakeepsakes" as Sheila a fiery platinum blonde cougar (same age as Barbara) ripped the front of the dress, grabbed the loose bra and ripped it clean off.
Whaaack. Whaaack. Swat. Swat. Several hands accompanied by excited somewhat horney sounding gleeful laughs smacked Barbara's big beautiful milky white breasts. The lightly freckled orbs sported pink nipples that seemed to come to attention rather quickly. Perhaps it was the pinching, twisting, you know the extra special attention given to such petite upstanding beauties.'
"No raise-no vacation-just hard work...then you're gonna get what you got coming to," or so the office politics for the moment seemed to be quite focused and to the point.
"Yeah, you're gonna get stripped----and spanked!"
"Security-security-call security, Donna dear-Please...help..." Barbara bawled as fast and furious angry hands attacked her lovely body.
Donna was silent, taking in all the action from her desk in the back. She bit her sensuous quivering lip. Her emotions ran wild. She dialed the number. She mumbled instructions. She hung up.
Whoosssh.
The big office door flew open. Barbara barked orders for her immediate release and that the guards hustle or else.
Whaaack. Whhaaacck. Whhaaack. More whaacks on the furious boss's lovely bottom. The lovely redhead was held down, her beautiful now sore red sexy derriere sticking up in the air; her skirt and expensive pantyhose shredded, both of no use. A couple of those rebellious workers were squeezing and feeling her breasts.
"Well, don't just stand there; help me," Barbara bawled.
Silence. No movement.
Another plea; another Demand.
Silence.....and then a titter of laughter...the rebellious workers went wild with glee.
"Why Ms Barbara, are you having a rough day; kind of looks like an easy day really, at least for your hard working workers-and maybe even for us.."
Those voices. Not familiar. Not the security guards-the regular, old faithful security guards-the old men secuity guards-the voices; these voices were feminine, FEMININE....
"So sorry," Donna said so softly. She smiled. Her new lesbian friends had applied for the new positions. There was after all a changing of the guard.
"I think Barbara would enjoy meeting you....feel free to free her from all of us poor underpaid, unappreciated workers," Donna said with a sly smile. She fumbled in her purse. Found a couple of items of interest that she knew her new friends would know how to use.
"Yeah, Ms Barbara, Ms Boss-we wantta all have a nice little "talk." About that raise....
Ripppppppp. Swat...
"Nooooooo. Pleaseeeeee....."Ummmmm. Oooooooohhhh.
