Conquest Sucks - A Journey to New Power
Story by eccentricman
Here is a little diversion through a few different kinks - not my muscle stuff, or at least not first up.
Conquest Sucks - Chapter 1: A Big Bang
The luxury apartment was cold and quiet, dark but for a couple of dim lights and a now-empty glass of wine. A pair of severe black high heels had been kicked off by the window, gleaming in the low glow of the city as seen through the window.
A lone figure curled up in the couch, staring out at the city, expensive clothes rumbled and partially unfastened.
It was Friday in the house of the most powerful woman in this city, the most powerful person, and she was tired and bored. And lonely.
This had to stop. There had to be a change.
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It was day time, weeks or months after that lonely night, and the office was bustling. Greta Schaft, CEO of GeneCorp, strutted down the corridor in her severe looking black stiletto heels, followed by her secretary Janice who was hurrying to keep up.
Greta was quite tall, lean, and her long strides were powering her along at a rate, even in heels. Her long, strong legs had kept their tone even as late twenties had given way to late thirties and her sweep of ash blonde hair was prim and carefully corralled into a gleaming mass around her head by clips, pins and a bun held in place by some expensive lacquered chopsticks.
A pair of doors opened and closed automatically and the march continued as the sounds of the busy office disappeared. They were in the connecting bridge to her wing of the tower, the realm of the Chief Executive.
Janice - shorter, bustier, curvier and darkly pretty in an Afro-Italian mix - was almost at jog, clutching her notes and pad to her bouncing chest as she kept up, shooting Greta confused looks. Greta was smiling widely and seemed cheerful for the first time in a long time.
A small group of men and women in the blue lab coats of SpliceInc, their latest acquisition, hustled past them, giving Greta embarrassed, deferential nods and bows. A couple of the men were frowning, but did as the others did. Janice made a note of the frowning ones and resolved to follow it up. Greta ignored the lot of them and sped up.
A corner, a set of doors, another set, a corner and then they burst through into what had used to be the Chairman's office but was now converted into a lab of sorts.
Two SpliceInc senior staff were waiting and two women in orderly uniforms waited next to them. Both the women were outrageous: big, gleaming fat lips, obvious and huge implants, thick asses, and thick gleaming falls of brunette and red hair respectively pinned back by utilitarian metal clips. The two SpliceInc staff were older women who looked a little uncomfortable, but also a little amused.
The older pair turned and opened the doors into an inner space dominated by three large panels, each with a generously sized hole at waist height. The two 'orderlies' sashayed around to one side and Greta smiled and rubbed her hands together.
"Right! Gentlemen, please step forwards!" She called out.
Janice put her hands to her mouth as three naked midriffs came into view behind the holes and three enormous cocks were pushed through the hole, thick and meaty even when flaccid. From the gradations on the screens she could see that the shortest soft cock was eigh
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