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                    ~DISCLAIMER~
This story is made up; so are all characters & situations.  Anything
resembling the real world is coincidental, circumstancial and
impossible.

If you are under 21 years of age or are offended by erotic prose go no
further.



           BRAINLESS BUSINESS BITCH


                     Chapter  One

   Moe Johnson mopped up the floor near Tina Tonelli's cubicle.
   Tina was working late, efficiently denying loans to poorer applicants
and foreclosing mortgages on the recently bereved and penniless.
   Tina Tonelli, Senior Loans Mjr. it said on the cheap plastic plaque.
She was a cold fucking bitch, ready to rat out her fellow workers,  kiss
ass and act superior in her stupid-ass, $200 frilly business-slut
pantsuit.
   Anything to get her ass one rung up the ladder.
   
   Moe snuck peeks over Tina's cubicle.  He was just the company
janitor, a little zit-faced stooge with a bowl cut, a goofy looking geek
that most women sneered at or even spit on and laughed at in the
streets.
   Moe guessed they didn't know about his oversized cock.
   It measured 14" and Moe beat his meat off about 7 or 8 times a day.
   Sometimes he thought about that big-assed italian bitch on nine, the
one with the glasses and long black hair pulled into a professional bun.
Tina something.
   In his strange brain he formed obscene pictures of Tina.  Hunkering
over the yellow toilet at home, chortling to himself as he fisted his
fuckmeat, he pictured the woman's bitch face splattered and dripping
with thick gobs of his greasy jism, creamy white love hunks in her
brunette hair and smudging her hornrim glasses.
   He pictured the stuck-up careerwoman on all fours, her big pale
bumcheeks all goose prickles as he squeezed her rear end making her
shriek helplessly.
   He'd thought about her more and more until his low-watt mind became
diseased with pink and slap-happy visions of Tina's flesh and he himself
a Sultan.
   Daydreams he had while scrubbing toilets, wild delusions of grandeur.
All about Tina.
All the time.
   Then Moe came across an ad in a kiddie comic he was reading.  
   It showed some guy in a turban and said send 99 cents for The Magic
Hypno-Coin and You Can Make Any Slut Your Sex Slave!!!
   Moe figured he could do things to Tina Tonelli at work so sent off a
buck.
   That afternoon it had arrived in the mail room. Moe eagerly opened it
to find a little wooden disk painted with a red swirl design -- looking
something like a spearmint candy.
   Moe read the directions.  They said to roll the disk between thumb
and forefinger and walk right up to the intended slut.  Then say to her
face:  "I am the meat master!"
   Then, the directions said, you will gain power over the woman's
flesh, mind and soul.
   Moe figured that must be true; after all, they'd had a real ad in a
comic book.

   So tonight he was alone with Tina Tonelli in the office building.
Just the two of them, and Moe had already chain-locked the only two
exits with a secret key he had.
   He had his Hypno-Disk.
   He had his pants off.
   He was going to walk right up to this business like woman's desk now
and grinning,  tell her that he was the meat master.

   Moe leaned his mop against the padded office partition and entered
Tina's cubicle....


To Be Continued>>>>In Chapter Two>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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