| India sat at her vanity, brushing her long and thick chesnut mane. Softly she hummed to herself as she admired her beautiful reflection. Her deep brown complexion was flawless, often people said her skin looked like smooth chocolate. Her facial features made her a stunning woman, but her eyes made her extraordinary. For her cat-shaped eyes were emerald green, a gift from her Caucasian mother. Shaking her hair, giggling as the ends tickled her backside, she got up from the vanity and strolled over to her full length mirror. She danced playfully in the mirror, in love with her body. She knew she was hot and wasn't afraid to tell anyone.
Her firm 38DDD breasts, capped with deep brown nipples, her long, dancer-like legs, and heart shaped ass. She couldn't keep her hands off her breasts, cupping the soft mounds, tweaking her nipples. Licking her lips, she let her hand wander down between her thighs, teasing her hardening clit that peeped through her freshly shaved labia. Moaning softly, her finger probed deeper inside her steamy womanhood. One finger was replaced by two, then three, until four fingers were deep inside her snatch, her thumb rubbing her clit. Biting her bottom lip, she fingered herself to a body shuddering climax. Regaining her composure, she walked into the bathroom, jumping into the shower. Emerging twenty minutes later, she got dressed in her customary office attire-a short black skirt, soft v-neck cream cashmire sweater and platform maryjanes. Braiding her hair in a single french braid, India hopped in her Lexus and headed off to work.
"Good Morning India, so nice of you to join us."
"Mr. Frost, do I need to remind you that my name is Ms. Stone. My first name is off limits." she crisply responded.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Frost." he said sarcastically.
Niko Frost couldn't stand this bitch. Her cold, condescending attitude rubbed him raw. Despite her gorgeous looks, her demeanor made her very ugly in his eyes.
"Apologies were neither asked for nor required, simply correct your error or I will find someone who will remember office policies." India said, her tone never losing its bitchiness.
"Understood, Ms. Stone, shall we get down to the business at hand. Here are the contracts that you requested." he said, handing her the papers. Snatching the papers, she slipped on her stylish reading glasses. Quickly scanning the contracts, she tossed them back to Niko.
"If you honestly think that those feeble contracts will do, then you are sorely mistaken. I hope you didn't make plans for the rest of the month, because these contracts must be done over. A two year old could have prepared better contracts using illegible scribble and crayons. I expected better from you Mr. Frost. Please do not make me regret bestowing this great of a responsiblity on you." she said, her voice full of contempt and disdain.
"Ms. Stone I worked very hard on these contracts. Logged in extensive overtime as well as weekend hours. You barely read the contracts." Niko said,barely concealing his anger.
"Obviously, you did not. You may have logged in extensive overtime, overtime that from the looks of these papers was wasted. I am not paying you for garbage. Either ship up or ship out. You're dismissed." she said, waving her hand dismissively. Niko gathered his briefcase and the discarded contracts and stormed out her office.
"Ah, nothing like scent of castration in the morning." India giggled, logging on to her computer terminal.
"Mr. Frost, can I get you some coffee?" Elsie asked. His secretary could sense his foul mood.
"Not now Elsie. Hold all my calls for the next two hours." he said gruffly, slamming the door behind him.
"BITCH!" he hissed, kicking his oak desk. She had pushed him too far this time. He worked hard on those contracts and he knew he had done excellent work. Too many times he left her office with his balls handed to him, but this time was the final straw. He was going to teach the bitch a lesson. Niko sat at his desk, drumming his manicured nails, plotting....
Two weeks later...
"Elise? Right? Is Mr. Frost in?" India asked, examining her sculpted fingernails.
"Um, actually Ms. Stone, it's Elsie." she said nervously.
"Whatever, is he in or not?"
"One moment, I'll buzz him." Elsie said, picking up the telephone.
"You mean to tell me he's in there and I wasted my time talking to you. God, you are really pathetic." she said, brushing pass her. Elsie quickly ran to the ladies room so no one could see her cry.
"Ms. Stone to what do I owe the honor of this visit?" he asked, his voice filled with forced politeness. He silently wondered what happened to Elsie.
"Yes it is an honor that I would lower myself to come to your office. I came for a status report." she said, sitting on his desk.
"Well Ms. Stone, the contracts are coming along fine. All I needed to do was some fine tuning to the contracts. Care for a look?" he said, handing her the papers. Slitting her eyes, she snatched the papers from him, tearing them up.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" Niko yelled as he watched over four months worth of work being destroyed.
"I distinctly said new contracts, not finely tuned worthless contracts. Contracts worth less than the substandard paper they were printed on. You have until the end of the month. I suggest you dazzle me with some brilliant work or find another line of employement. Consider yourself warned." She slammed the door, his wall paintings shaking in her wake. Niko stared at the door, his fist clenching the shreds of paper.
"Oh I won't need the end of the month to dazzle you bitch. Your time is now."
The sound of India's stiletto heels clicking filled the empty parking lot. Everything about her exuded power, from the panther like stride to the haughty toss of her hair. Pushing the remote control to her Lexus, unlocking the doors. Tossing her snakeskin briefcase in the passenger seat, she slipped into the butter soft leather driver's seat. India went to slide the key into the ignition, when a gloved hand covered her mouth.
"Shut up bitch! Don't turn around! If you want to live, you will do as I say. There is a gun pointed at you and I will not hesitate to shoot you." a deep voice said, "Nod your head if you understand." India nodded her head. "Good. I'm gonna move my hand now, if you scream, you will regret it. Nod your head if you understand." Again India nodded her head. The man moved his hand from her mouth. Instantly, India opened the floodgates.
"You crazy son-of-a-bitch! How dare you! You fucking psycho!" she spat, fumbling with her pepper spray. Before she could turn around to spray him, he clubbed her over the head with the butt of his gun.
"Fuck you...." she mumbled, slipping into unconsciousness.
"Feisty bitch, aren't you?" Niko said, pushing her limp body into the passenger seat. Propping her up like she was simply asleep, Niko sped out of the parking lot.
India drifted in and out of consciousness, until she finally woke up. When she did awaken, she realized she was tied to a chair and blindfolded.
"Who ever you are you fucking prick, know that I will make you pay for this!" she screamed. Her screams were borderline hysterical. She was terribly afraid of the dark, ever since she was a small child, even now she slept with a soft nightlight. "Do you hear me, you asshole! Answer me!"
"Yes I hear you India." he whispered in her ear, making her jump.
"Niko? Niko? Oh my god...." she trailed off. She instantly knew she was in trouble now. He snatched off her blindfold, slapping her face hard.
"No, it's not Niko to you, bitch. It's Master Frost. You will answer me properly. Do you understand?"
"Fuck you Niko!" she spat. For that she was promptly rewarded with an even harder slap that made her head snap back.
"I see now that I'm going to have to be even stricter than I imagined." he sighed.
"Go to hell, Niko!" she cried, her face burning in pain.
"I was so hoping that you would say that."
Niko grabbed that back of her chair, dragging her across the floor. Cutting the ropes from her wrists and ankles, he tossed her on the bed.
"You are a beautiful woman, India, it's a pity that you are such an ugly person."
"I don't care what you think Niko. When this is all said and done, I will personally see to it that you are regularly fucked by some big ass convict named Bubba." she hissed.
"That is if you survive. See I have got absolutely nothing to lose India. No one knows that you are missing. I took special precautions. See, as we speak now, you are travel to Paris for a long vaction. Actually, it's Elsie, she deserves it. It's well documented in the office, air tight, no one will look for you. As far as I'm concerned, I may still make appearances from time to time. But you are at my disposal and I stress the word 'disposal'." For the first time he actually saw a spark of fear in her defiant eyes.
"Now get some rest, you're going to need it." he said, tying her wrists to the bed post.
"Wait Niko, I have to go to the bathroom." she pleaded.
"Then go, no one is stopping you." he said sarcastically.
"You can't possibly mean what I think you're saying?" she gasped.
"Good night India." he said, shutting the door, turning off the light.
"YOU BASTARD!" she screamed. She wiggled on the bed, trying to hold on to what little bladder control she had. The darkness was getting to her, she felt her perspiration dripping down her body, covering herself in a cold sweat. Silently she cried as her bladder voided, leaving her in a puddle of her own sweat and urine.
The next morning, Niko called out of work and had all his calls forwarded to his home. Slowly he opened the door, peeking in at India. He smelled the pungent odor of urine. Smiling to himself as he walked over to India's sleeping form, her face a picture of utter distress. Going into the adjoining bathroom, he filled a glass with cold water. Creeping back next to the bed, he smiled as he threw the cold water in India's face.
"Wakey wakey sunshine."
"W-What?" she sputtered. Her heart was pounding in her chest.
"How did you sleep India?"
"Cut the concern crap." she growled.
"Fine. I see you pissed the bed last night." India shifted, feeling the stiff sheets underneath her, her Chanel dress clinging to her legs.
"Oh god." she groaned, "This dress is very expensive, now it's ruined." she cried.
"Good, then this should't bother you one bit." he said, slipping the blade of his knife against the seam of her dress. The sounds of her dress being slit mingled with her sobs. Inch by inch her magnificent body was revealed to Niko. He only imagined what she looked like underneath her clothes. He knew her body was hot, because of the form fitting clothes she wore, but seeing it up and personal was heavenly.
"My, my India, you do have a lovely body." he commented. She laid in the ruin of her dress, wearing only her lacy black bra and soiled black thong. His eyes devoured her body, making her shift uncomfortably.
"I always knew you were a sick bastard, this only proves it." she taunted. He snapped back into reality by her comment.
"God you stink! You smell to high heaven." he said, cutting off her panties. "See smell!" he said, thrusting her urine soaked panties in her face. India almost vomitted from the stench of urine.
"You smell like a fucking pig. A sweaty, pissy pig!" he spat, rubbing the crotch of her panties in her nose. Shoving them in her mouth, cutting off her stream of obscenities.
"There, that should keep you quiet. You need a bath." he said, getting up from the bed. India could hear the tub filling up with water. Niko came back in and untied India from the bed. He didnt' expect the fight she put up. Kicking and clawing, muffled screams, she fought him, until he tossed her like a sack of potatos over his shoulder.
"We're gonna have to do something with the claws of yours." he said, slapping her backside, making her yelp. Unhooking her bra with his free hand, he dumped her into the tub. India's eyes flew open upon impact--the water was ice cold!
"Wash yourself and be quick about it, unless you want me to bath you." he said, throwing the washcloth in her face. Snatching the panties out of her mouth, she threw them on the floor. Niko laughed, leaning against the door.
"Can I have a moment of privacy please?"
"Ask nicely and I may consider it." She looked at him, obviously lost for words. She vaguely remembered his words yesterday.
"Can I have a moment of privacy please," gritting her teeth,"Master Frost?"
"Good girl. You have ten minutes. I suggest you hurry." he said, walking out of the bathroom, shutting the door. India quickly scrubbed her body, scanning the room for any thing she could use for weapon. The room was complete bare, not even a mirror in the medicine cabinet. Sighing, she finished washing her body. So used to her normal routine, her body promptly responded to her fingers the instant they came in contact with her sensitive clit.
"Oh no, not now..." she whispered. Too overcome with the need to climax, she began to finger herself. So lost in the pleasure, she didn't hear the door open. Niko watched in awe as India pleasured herself. He immediately developed a hard on watching her naked body, glistening with sweat and beads of water, rocking back and forth, her fingers rapidly plunging in and out of her steamy hole. Biting her lip, her body shuddered as she reached the pinnacle. Her eyes flew open at the sound of Niko clapping.
"Very nice India." Her face burned with shame and spent pleasure.
"When you are done, come into the room." he instructed. She quickly rinsed off. Moments later she joined him in the room, wrapped up in a fluffy white towel. Niko sat on the edge of the bed, with a pillow placed on the floor between his legs.
"Sit down India." he said, patting the pillow. Resigning herself, she sat crosslegged on the pillow. Slowly Niko began to brush her hair, occasionally tugging her hair so that her neck bumped his erection, making her aware of his state of arousal. She could feel her body become aroused in spite of herself. Deftly, Niko unzipped his pants, freeing his cock.
"Turn around India." he said softly. She turned around, coming face to face with the mushroom head of his cock. She never imagined that Niko would be so well endowed. The head was about the size of her fist, his shaft was about ten inches long and about four inches wide. The head brushed insistantly against her full lips.
"Kiss it India." She defiantly shook her head 'no'. He slapped her face.
"You will obey. Now kiss it!" Holding her reddening cheek, she remained adamant and shook her head no.
"I see you have a tolerance for pain. Let's test the threshold." he said, grabbing her hair, wrapping it around his fist. Dragging her kicking and screaming across the floor and out of the room, until they were in his study. Yanking her up by her hair, her threw her over his desk, her ass high in the air, her face in a pile of papers. She continued to kick her legs, until he kicked them wide apart, positioning himself between them. Pushing her against the desk, keeping his hand on the small of her back.
"You don't obey, then you will be taught to do so." he hissed. Taking his other hand, he parted her firm ass cheeks, making her struggles cease momentairly. He was so inflamed by her struggles that his cock got even harder. He slid his finger against her puckering asshole, teasing the tight ring of muscle.
"Don't tell me that you're an anal virgin, India?" he asked, slipping his finger in her tight hole.
"Oh God! Please don't Niko! I'm begging you!" she cried. He promptly slapped the back of her head.
"Shut up cunt! You had your chance." he growled, spitting on her tight hole. He pressed the head of his cock against her tiny asshole, spitting again. Her cries and pleas was more than enough to send him over the edge. Not even caring if he hurt her or not, he thrust his thick member balls deep in her tight anus.
"OHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" she screamed, tears streaking down her face.
"Oh yeah India, your ass is soo fucking tight." he hissed, sawing his cock in and out of her ass. His fingers slid down to her pussy, feeling her juices seeping down her legs. "Look at you, your pussy is soaking wet! You love it!" he moaned, rubbing her clit. Through the searing pain, India soon began to find the spark of pleasure. Bucking her hips back, driving his cock deeper in her ass, clenching his fingers with her pussy muscles.
"AHHHHHH...Niko...I'm right there....oh God...I'm right there...." she moaned, bucking back. Niko smiled to himself as he abruptly withdrew from her ass and pussy. Bewildered, she looked over her shoulder.
"Why did you stop?" her voice filled with desire and need.
"I asked you to do something and you denied me. Turnabout is only fair."
"You bastard." she hissed.
"Maybe. Now get off my desk and follow me." he ordered as he walked out of the room, his hard cock swaying. Gingerly walking, her ass on fire, she followed him. She was ill prepared for the blow that knocked her on the floor.
"You will crawl, bitch. You haven't earned the right to walk." he hissed, grabbing her hair,using it as a leash. Numbly she crawled, the craving between her legs becoming painful. He led her back to the bedroom, picking her up, throwing her face down on the bed. Propping her ass up with a pillow, he quickly cuffed her wrists and ankles to the bedposts, leaving her spreadeagled and ass up in the air.
"You are a lovely sight India. Truly is it a shame that you have to be taught to be appreciative and obediant." She felt the handle of the paddle tease her gaping pussy lips.
"Please, Please Niko, you don't have to do this." she pleaded.
"But I do, how else will you learn?" he asked, rubbing the soft leather against her ass cheeks.
"Now, if you want this to be long and painful, disobey. If you don't, simply thank me properly for each blow." he instructed. He didn't give her a chance to respond, as he commenced to spank her hard. Stubbornly, she refused to answer, gripping the metal links of the cuffs.
'Surely he will get tired.' she thought. But the beating continued, the blows getting stronger and harder, making her deep brown skin turn rosy. Soon she couldn't bear it any more.
"Thank you Master Frost! Thank you Master Frost!" she cried out. The paddling stopped instantly. Niko quickly plunged his cock deep in her soaking wet pussy, thrusting in and out like a man possessed. India screamed wildly as he fucked her roughly. She never had a man do to her what Niko was doing now. All the men in her life were weak, easily manipulated and over powered by her will. Niko was neither weak or easily manipulated. He fucked and ordered her with authority.
"Thank me properly bitch! Thank me for fucking you!" Niko growled.
"OH GOD THANK YOU MASTER NIKO! THANK YOU FOR FUCKING MEEEEE!" she screamed as her body bounced on the bed.
"Good girl! Will you obey me now?"
"OH GOD YES!" she cried out, knowing in her heart that it was true. She would walk to hell and back if he told her to as long as he fucked and ordered her like this.
"Thank your Master!" he ordered, pistoning in and out her with deeper, harder strokes.
"THANK YOU MASTER! THANK YOU FOR FUCKING ME!"
Niko could feel her muscles clenching around his cock and he knew she was ready to cum.
"Cum for you Master, bitch!"
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'MMMMMMMM CUMMMINNNNGGGGGG!" she howled. She couldn't have prevented it if she wanted to. All her resolve and control rushed out her body and onto his cock as he rammed it inside her quivering pussy. He felt his balls tighten, but he wasn't ready to cum yet. He still needed to teach her a lesson. Soon as the waves began to subside, he pulled out his cock, pressing hard on the base to keep from cumming. She felt his head pressing against her mouth. She could smell the musky scent of her cum that covered his cock.