INSURRECTION MANAGEMENT

 

We had been called to attend the meeting at the head office conference room. The email came from the vice president, but it was obvious to me this was a meeting called by Maya.

There were three of the branch managers, the vice president, and the CEO. I noticed that the strategy manager was now also part of the group. I wondered briefly when and how his conversion’ had come about.

When we were seated the CEO spoke up. "While we have the opportunity I want to discuss how we are going to deal with Maya", he said. We all sat up. Even though we were aware that Maya was now more or less running the company, no one had ever acknowledged that to any one else in the company. This was the first time we were all together face to face, and the first time we were able to confirm who was actually part of Maya’s network.

The CEO gave us a few moments silence to come to terms with this fact and then continued. "Maya has been draining the organisation of a huge amount of money. We’re talking tens of millions of dollars." Again he was silent, letting it sink in. "She has done that in such a way that it incriminates all of us. Her name does not appear on any of the transactions. It wouldn’t would it, she’s a typist for Christ’s sake. But there you have it. The day there is a proper audit is the day we all go to jail."

The vice president picked it up from there. "We’ve been discussing how we are going to manage this crisis. We are going to have to convince Maya to back off. She has got more now then she could have ever earned as a typist. She should be satisfied. We have a few suggestions, we want to use this opportunity to brain storm with you and come up with your suggestions how we can deal with this problem, before she arrives. We don’t only want to stop her from continuing, we want her to pay back most, if not all, the money she has taken so far".

The strategy manager cleared his throat. He sounded nervous as he spoke. "Maya has significant resources at her disposal. It isn’t going to be easy to tell her what to do. That woman seems to be able to do anything she wants.

The vice president interrupted him. "Do you know how old she is. Nearly sixty years old. Are we going to be pushed around by some old bitch just because....". He stopped when the door opened. Maya stood in the door way, holding the receptionist by her shoulders, saying, "NOW, you can announce us, sweetie", then pushing the receptionist inside as she entered.

Maya always knew how to make an entrance. The room was quiet. The receptionist started to protest, but looked around and must have decided she better become invisible. Maya slowly walked into the conference room and around the table. As she passed behind the managers they tensed up.

Maya was wearing a tight leather zip up jacket that only reached just above the waist. She was wearing a leather skirt and her lace up boots. Her jacket showed a huge cleavage and her enormous tits looked even bigger than before, if that was possible. I suddenly noticed it wasn’t so much her bust that was larger, but her waist and arse that were smaller. Whereas she had been quite a large woman overall previously, she seemed to have lost some weight round those areas. She had cut her once long gray hair shorter and now wore it swept backwards. She walked slowly round the table with her usual military bearing. She seemed to enjoy keeping her wide shoulders back and thrusting her bust way out there.

"My my", she said. "My whole stable, all in one place, for the first time. And what is the first thing they do? Would you believe it. They try and set up an impromptu conspiracy". Before anyone could say anything she continued: "Allow me to introduce my assistant, Carla", as she waved her hand at a woman who had followed her in.

Carla was standing by the doorway. She stepped inside, paying us no attention whatsoever. She was a fierce looking woman in her forties. She wore a long leather coat with high combat boots underneath. She closed the door behind her. I noticed she slipped the latch across, locking the door from the inside. She then turned towards us and started undoing her coat, which she the slid of her shoulders and dropped on a chair. That left her dressed in her combat boots, which reached her knees, a short leather skirt, and a short leather waist coat.

Her breasts were large and firm, although nowhere near as big as Maya’s. It was the rest of her body that made us pay attention. She was built like a body builder. A big bodybuilder. Although not as tall as Maya, she was broader, with a V shape upper body. Her biceps and forearms were like those of a professional wrestler, and her thighs looked as if she could pop coconuts between them. She looked at us coolly, from under her jet black bob haircut.

"You’ll notice is well muscled" Maya continued with her introduction. "She is my latest bitch, with one muscle I like in particular". She reached under Carla's skirt and started fondling her crotch. Carla started breathing a bit faster. Maya brought her hand up to show us she was stroking Carla's penis, which was growing rapidly. "This eight inch lit sure keeps this bitch in line, especially when I promise her all the sex she can handle and all the breast augmentation she desires. She is also my personal trainer. If you horny boys managed to look away from my tits for one second you would have noticed that Maya has been pumping the iron. With that she slowly unzipped her jacket and allowed Carla to take it from her shoulders.

Pulling her arms from the tight sleeves she adopted a double biceps pose, thrusting out her monstrous bust at the same time. She wasn’t as hugely muscled as Carla, but her arms were definitely bigger than those of any man in the room. Her shoulders looked solid, and necessarily so, to support the incredible size of her tits. "Muscle by Carla, Silicone by slavesurgeon, Goddess by Maya", she crooned.

She put her jacket back on and zipped it up, leaving an even bigger cleavage showing. Maya was obviously well aware of the power this gave her. I noticed that Carla had pulled a pair of leather gloves from her waist band and was pulling them onto her hands. She looked menacing doing that, while she rolled her big muscles, as if something was going to happen real soon. Maya walked behind the vice president in the mean time and stopped behind him.

"Old bitch, was that what you said. Do you flabby old men honestly believe there is anything that goes on in this organisation that I don’t know about. There is going to be punishment for you feeble attempt at resistance. After that we’ll carry on like before"

The vice president turned to address her, and started getting up from his chair. Before he could say anything Maya said "WAIT". She bent over slightly and zipped up her leather skirt. She opened the skirt and we could see a black object hanging from her vagina. She took hold of it and started pulling it out. We all looked dumbfounded as she pulled a shiny black rubber dildo out of herself, which had been inserted about thirty centimeters inside her and was about half a metre in length in total. It came out with a suction noise and Maya groaning.

Once out she swung it back and then forward, hitting the vice president over the head with it as if it was a club. "I will teach you a lesson you’ll never forget, you insect. How dare you refer to your goddess as an old bitch." She beat him down to the ground with her dildo, then wrapped it round his neck and dragged him into an open space in the conference room with it, where she continued giving him a thorough beating.

We initially looked on in awe, but then the president and one of the branch managers stood up and rushed towards Maya. That’s when Carla exploded into action.....

Whereas Maya used raw violence to make her point, Carla was a demonstration of martial artistry. There was a blur of feet and gloved fists during which she kicked the president in his groin, then using the same foot to kick him to the face, wheeling around to knee the branch manager to the solar plexus and elbow him on the back of the head. The president, who was still standing, then received a machinegunlike barrage of punches to his body and head and was eventually allowed to slide along the wall to the ground. The strategic manager, who made the mistake of standing up, was kicked in the face and then held up by his hips while Carla kneed him in the groin several times, lifting him of the ground each time she kneed him.

The two women finished about the same time, and looked around at the mayhem they had created in about a minute. The vice president was curled up in a fetal position on the ground, quietly sobbing after the beating he received with the rubber dildo. The president and the branch manager we both unconscious. The strategic manager wished he was. He was lying on the ground, helpless, holding his balls.

The other branch manager and I were sitting at the table, and the receptionist was cowering in the corner. Carla looked at me and started rubbing herself. "Cocksucker, come here, on your knees" she ordered. I looked up. "You heard me, or do you want me to come and get you". I quickly slid from my chair and walked on my hands and knees to her. She grabbed my head and pushed my face into her crotch. "You know what to do". Her cock was already hard. I started sucking it and she grabbed the back of my head with both hands and started fucking my mouth. She came after a short time, and squirted into my mouth. I thought I better swallow her sperm, in case I offended her by spitting it out. I noticed Maya had lied down on the conference table and had the other branch manager going down on her. While he was bent over, giving Maya head, Carla undid his trousers from behind and started fucking him from behind. When he made a movement as if to get up Maya simply squeezed her legs together and held him in place. Carla again came, and pulled the other branch manager of Maya and made him suck her cock again. She then came a third time, in his mouth.

Maya, in the meantime, got off the table, went over to the vice president, pulled his pants down, and fed her dildo up his arse about thirty centimetres, and left him lying there with the remainder just hanging out. She then walked over to me and grabbed me by my jacket. She smiled at me and said "It’s pleasing to see you didn’t take part in conspiring against me, make sure you keep that up". She placed her arm behind my head and I thought initially she was going to kiss me, as she leaned towards me. She then pulled my face into her bust and held it there. I felt her strength, and tried to move my head out, but her arms were so strong she seemed to keep me in place effortlessly. I could feel myself growing weak when I got short of air, and then I passed out.

When I came to, paramedics were already present. The strategic manager needed hospitalisation. The receptionist had to be sworn to secrecy, but having seen Maya and the Evil Carla in action, she was motivated to forget the whole event anyway.