Customer Service
By Madcat
A business owner gets a lesson in female power.


Ryan looked at the spreadsheet with increasing alarm. His cash flow situation
had reached dangerous levels. The fact that next month's orders had jumped
significantly only made matters worse. He had to sink more money into raw
materials and would not get payback for some months.

To get out of this jam he needed a loan but his bank had steadfastly refused
citing his previous inability to meet business goals. The bank's loan officer
was due in any minute to go over his latest cash flow projections. Ryan had to
convince her to loan him $100k otherwise he just would not meet next week's
payroll. He just could not allow that to happen otherwise his business and
lifelong dream would fail.

Ryan heard a knock at the door and jumped up to get it. He opened the door and
Crystal, the loan officer, breezed in. Ryan had always found her pretty face,
curly blonde hair, large breasts, and shapely hips to be very attractive.
Today, the girl wore a dark gray business suit and white blouse. He could see
her lacy bra under the thin white fabric. Unfortunately, Crystal had always
maintained a strictly professional demeanor around him despite his attempts to
flirt.

"Hi, Crystal, you look lovely today," Ryan said poring on the dime store
charm.

"Yeah, hi," she replied while she took off suit jacket. "Let's see your
numbers."

Ryan handed her his spreadsheet while his eyes took in her full breasts. For a
moment he imagined how they would feel with his head buried deep in her
cleavage. Then the dirty old man kicked himself. This was too important to
allow distractions.

Crystal spent a good half an hour reviewing his sales and cash flow
projections but she could not get the numbers to add up. Ryan's business had
too much debt and his "record" sales would not generate enough profits to
cover his mounting interest payments.

"I'm sorry, Ryan, but we still can't loan you any money. Your debt ratio is
just too high," she said. The girl felt bad for the businessman but she had to
think of the bank first.

"Please, Crystal, you have to help me out here. This is a great business. We
just need a little help in this tough time," he replied.

"No can do. I wish I could help but my hands are tied," she said starting to
get up.

Ryan opted for plan B. He hoped it would not come to that but it did. The
large, powerfully built man moved around and blocked Crystal's exit from his
office. She didn't really notice at first, thinking he intended to open the
door for his female visitor. But he stopped just behind her while she packed
her briefcase. She looked up and found him staring malevolently down at her.

"You are not leaving until I get that loan," Ryan demanded.

"What?" the blonde responded, still unsure what to make of the changing
situation.

"You are not leaving this office until you sign off on the loan. You forced me
to do this," the male explained.

Crystal now understood why his front office was empty. She had walked into a
trap.

"Don't do this. You'll get in a lot of trouble."

"It'll be your word against mine. I'll take my chances," he said confidently.

His smile and arrogance pissed her off. Crystal had no intention of going down
without a fight. She remembered back to her Karate lessons and went on the
offensive. The girl launched a nice kick aimed directly at his most sensitive
spot. Unfortunately, two bad things happened to Crystal. First her tight skirt
took most of her power away and caused her to wobble off balance. Second, her
foot slammed into the hard plastic cup that Ryan wore just for this encounter.

He shoved her hard in response and Crystal fell unceremoniously on her butt.
The over confident male laughed at his fallen female foe. The fact that she
might really resist hadn't crossed his mind. But now that she did, Ryan looked
forward to the chance to rough her up a little bit. Crystal deserved it for
all that she had put him thru. His mind raced with all the compromising
positions he could force the girl into.

Ryan had not taken into consideration her hellcat temper or straight forward
tenacity. The blond looked at her foe with an over whelming desire to crush
him. For her, escaping his office no longer mattered. She launched herself at
the unsuspecting man. The speed and ferocity of the attack took him totally by
surprise. Crystal's shoulder impacted his stomach and her strong legs drove
him back to the wall.

The girl's successful charge stunned Ryan both physically and mentally. His
head hit the wall hard and for a second his vision swam. At the same time the
beautiful blonde's shoulder squeezed most of the air out of his lungs. Even
worse, Ryan realized for the first time that this pretty little girl could
hurt him. The big man panicked and grabbed the lapels of her blouse. He tried
desperately to push the hellion off him. Much to his surprise the smaller
female refused to budge. She pummeled him with a series of weak punches.

Crystal started to see that her current attacks had little effect on the
large, powerful male. He changed tactics before she could and pushed her hard
to the left. The blonde lost her balance mostly due to her tight skirt and
allowed Ryan to escape. He swung around and flung the poor girl half way
across the room. She landed well and sat up facing her foe. He brazenly walked
over and started to lecture her. Crystal looked beat. Her blouse had lost most
of its buttons and hung limply off her chest. Her usually perfect hair fell
loosely in every direction.

"Give it up girl. You can't beat me. Just sign for the loan and this will be
over," he said between ragged breaths. This encounter had gotten a lot more
violent than he intended and her unexpected resistance scared him more than a
little. His wandering eyes locked on her heaving breasts, which looked ready
to pop out of her wonder bra.

The blonde rested for a second before answering. The previous skirmish had
winded her as well. Her response came in the form of a quick kick to his
kneecap. It wasn't very powerful but her heel caught him just right. The
larger man fell to the ground howling in pain.

Ryan struggled to get back on his feet, terrified that his quarry may just
walk out the door. For a few painful seconds his knee refused to cooperate. As
he finally stood, Ryan realized his quarry had no intention of leaving.
Crystal calmly removed her shoes, blouse and skirt. She now wore only white
lace panties and bra and assumed a karate stance.

"Lets go big boy, show me what you got," she mocked him with her blatant
sexuality.

He instantly responded to her provocation and lunged at her. His wounded knee
slowed the attack. Crystal stepped up and kicked him hard in the stomach. Her
foot penetrated deep into his tired muscles and drove the air from lungs for
the second time. Ryan doubled over from the blow and the blonde followed up
with a powerful forearm smash to the back of his head. The battered male sank
to his knees and desperately tried to breath.

Crystal took a step back and surveyed her handiwork. Her karate training
started to come back to her and she felt confident in her ability to handle
Ryan since she was free of her feminine attire. Now the girl wanted a little
pay back. She grabbed the lapels of his shirt and ripped it off in a hail of
buttons. Then, in an awesome display of strength, Crystal grabbed him by the
neck and forced the still winded male to his feet.

Ryan grabbed her forearm and tried to pry it from his neck to no avail. While
he played with her arm, the girl drove him bodily back into the wall. For the
second time in one day, he hit it with a sickening thud. This time the
beleaguered male got swimming stars in his vision. His knees buckled and the
only thing holding him up was her vise like grip around his neck.

The powerful blonde easily pressed him against the wall with just one hand.
She seemed to be getting stronger while her opponent weakened. Crystal wanted
not only to defeat this pathetic male but also to teach him a lesson. Her free
hand found his belt buckle and undid it. Then she shamelessly unclasped his
pants and allowed them to fall to the floor.

Ryan cleared the cobwebs from his head only to find himself pinned to the wall
with his pants around his ankles. Only a jock strap covered his private
regions. The big man's rattled brain could not comprehend how this mere girl
had done this to him. But the girl wasn't thru. She unsnapped the front of his
jock and removed the hard plastic insert. Just her touch between his legs
caused an unwelcome stirring in his loins.

"So you thought this would save you?" Crystal said holding up the male shaped
plastic. His whole jock strap thing fascinated her. She had never seen a man
wear one before and had to admit that Ryan's lean body looked pretty good in
it. Tossing the plastic aside, the girl reached down and yanked at his pants,
pulling him off his feet. She then removed his shoes and the rest of his
clothing except his tiny little jock.

"Come on tough guy, fight like a man," Crystal taunted her would be oppressor.

He looked up at her with unbridled fury. For Ryan everything road on the out
come of the fight and he just could not lose to this girl. So he gathered his
strength and charged Crystal in a similar fashion to the girl's opening move.
The weight of his attack drove the lesser female back and pinned her to his
desk. He released her waist and tried to pin her arms down. She grabbed his
wrists instead and the two locked in a straight up test of strength. Despite
his leverage and weight advantage, Ryan could not force the panty clad vixen
down. Instead she pushed him back a couple of inches, just enough to get her
foot up and positioned against his muscular chest.

For a second the man peered down at her thick, sexy thigh. Then the beautiful
girl sent him flying back thru the air. He crashed over a chair and on to the
ground. Ryan got to all fours and looked just high enough to see the white
lace panties bearing down on him. He stuck up one hand to fend her off. The
attacking female simply clasped her hand in his and bent his wrist back at a
painful angle.

"Submit," she required.

"No. Never," he responded in some pain.

Crystal stepped up closer and put more pressure on his wrist. This placed her
luscious mound just an inch from his face. "Submit or I'll break your wrist,"
she demanded.

He placed his other hand on her strong thigh and tried to push her back. Pain
shot thru his captive arm as she upped the pressure once more. Ryan shifted
forward to alleviate the agony in his arm and ended up mashing his face into
her pussy. He felt and tasted her soft flesh thru the thin fabric of her
panties. This humiliating position brought home the completeness of his defeat
and his will to resist collapsed.

"I give up, let me go," the defeated male called out in a muffled voice.

"Who's the boss?" she queried. The sensation of the good looking gentleman
nuzzling her special spot sent waves of pleasure thru her body. Her left hand
latched on to the back of his head to keep him pressed against her.

"You are," he replied, getting a mouthful of white fabric.

"Are you going to be a good boy and do exactly what you are told?" Crystal
asked

"Yes, of course."

"Good, now prove it to me. Kiss it."

Ryan knew instinctively what she meant by it. Only the eagerness of his
compliance surprised the beaten male. He kissed, nibbled and licked her going
well beyond her orders. The rising tide of wanton lust in the female drove
away anymore thoughts of physical violence. She led Ryan over to his office
chair. The beautiful blonde sat in it and propped her feet on his desk, her
legs spread wide.

"Eat me," she commanded and Ryan complied eagerly. He stopped only to move the
crotch of her panties aside for greater access for his probing tongue. The
beaten man could not quite understand his desire to perform this service for
his female conqueror but he did so without question. The man had always
wondered what it would be like to have oral sex in his office chair. Now he
had the chance to find out from slightly different prespective.

Crystal didn't know whether Ryan's skill or her own heightened state of
arousal drove her to such dizzying peaks of sexual pleasure. Perhaps both, she
thought as she shivered with delight. Obviously, her defeat of the handsome
male in hand to hand combat had given her more than the satisfaction of
winning. And now Crystal realized that she needed more from him than just oral
satisfaction.

The victorious female grabbed Ryan by the hair and laid him out on the floor.
Then she removed his last remaining piece of clothing revealing his state of
high arousal. Yielding to her own primal lust, the young lady bent down and
ran her tongue slowly down the length of his twitching tool. The stimulation
overcame Ryan and he exploded all over his chest.

Crystal smiled at her sexual prowess. She jumped up, got Ryan's shirt and
proceeded to clean off his chest. With his tired eyes glued to her supple
body, Crystal slowly removed her bra and panties. Then she mounted the
exhausted male and kissed him passionately. Her hands ranged up and down his
hard body while his found her luscious breasts. The girl bent over and
smothered his head in her ample bosom. His fantasy from earlier that day had
come true in an odd sort of way.

Within minutes the girl had revived the limp male to the point where she could
take him inside her. Crystal proceeded slowly at first, enjoying her victory
over this handsome foe. Her tempo increased as she neared the finish line. The
girl went full out as she succumbed to the pleasure once again and kept up the
pace until he exploded for the second time. Now both lovers lay on the floor
in complete exhaustion.

"This has to be the longest and most complete loan application I've ever
done." Crystal said after about 5 minutes of soothing silence. "I think I'll
go out on a limb for you, Ryan. We will loan you 50k. This should give you
enough to meet next week's payroll and keep the doors open. Of course, I'll
have to come back in a couple weeks to see how you're doing."

The businessman was stunned. "But why?" he asked.

"Because you were willing to do whatever it took to keep things running. I
like that in a man," she said reaching for her clothes scattered about the
room. "You just became my favorite client."