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Archive name: reduc.txt (Mdom/F, nc, blkmail)
Authors name: b biddle (b380522@hotmail.com)
Story title : Reduction of Katrina, The

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The Reduction of Katrina (Mdom/F, nc, blkmail)
by b biddle (b380522@hotmail.com)

***

The boss catches Katrina stealing from the company and as 
punishment he makes her his slave.

***

I suppose there's a certain pleasure in seducing a woman 
into sucking your cock and spreading her legs so that you 
can shoot a load of jizz up her steamy cunt. Flowers and 
booze along with charm and effort can probably achieve 
this. Money helps of course.

But if you've got money, there's no pleasure like using 
it to corner a woman into a position where from fear of 
your reprisal she will do anything. She will strip 
herself naked. She will kneel before your cock and suck 
it even though she hates you. But she will be sucking 
from fear and that makes it all the more thrilling. It 
can take more effort and money than mere seduction but 
the results are worth it. 

Katrina was selected very carefully. She is a beautiful 
woman with a fantastic set of tits and a perfect ass. Her 
legs go on forever and she is beautiful of face with a 
mouth that you can only imagine wrapped around your cock. 
She is divorced with a year-old daughter. 

I selected her as the perfect target for reduction to 
involuntary slavery. My plan was to place her in a 
position where she would beg me to fuck her mouth, cunt 
and asshole rather than the alternatives that I arranged 
to face her with.

I advertised for a bookkeeper, interviewed Katrina and 
hired her. I paid her a salary well in excess of what she 
had been making and what her business skills warranted. 
But it wasn't her business skills that I was interested 
in. It was her tits, cunt, mouth and asshole. But she 
didn't know this yet. I bided my time for several months 
letting her get used to her new level of income. I 
encouraged her to buy a house and a new car to get her 
into debt.

Then I had my agents give her bits and pieces of gossip 
that were designed to convince her that her ex-husband 
was a danger to their child. These leaks were carefully 
arranged to assure that there could be no action from the 
authorities against the ex, but that Katrina would be 
frightened for her child's safety should her husband gain 
custody. My role was carefully hidden, so that she would 
not know how my cock hardened at the thought of forcing 
her to satisfy my lusts.

The next step in my campaign was to use several cutouts 
to suggest to the ex that he should fight for sole 
custody of his daughter. I also arranged financing so 
that he could hire the best lawyer available. When his 
lawyer filed, the trap began to spring. Katrina would 
soon be doing anything my cock desired. She would soon be 
my total slave. Actually, not a mere slave, not a mere 
sex-slave, worse than a cock slave. She would be a jizz 
slave and do anything I asked to make the jizz squirt 
from my cock.

Now Katrina was in trouble. She was in debt for a new 
house and car and fearing for her daughter's future and 
she was now forced to hire a lawyer. Not merely a lawyer 
but a good, hence expensive, one. She now needed her job 
desperately. She needed to keep me happy. She was not yet 
ready to fuck and suck, but she could not complain when I 
made a point of arrogantly examining her tits and ass 
whenever I saw her. I became short with her, nasty and 
generally obnoxious. 

My purpose was to make her hate me so that when she was 
forced to be my slave the degradation she felt would be 
all the greater. Forcing her to suck a man's cock would 
be humiliating, but having to suck the cock of a man she 
despised would be even more debasing. Her debasement 
would give me an extra thrill as my cock probed her 
orifices.

As her lawsuit dragged on, her financial problems grew. 
My agents determined this. Just when she was about 
bankrupt I arranged for large quantities of cash to pass 
through her hands. By now she was desperate for money and 
she hated me. Her financial tribulations were so great 
and the temptation to siphon money was so irresistible 
that it was only a matter of time before she began to 
embezzle. She held out longer than I had thought she 
would. The pleasure of corrupting this nice person added 
to the thrill for me.

At first she took only small amounts, but as her needs 
grew and as she began to think she was getting away with 
it she took more and more. I bided my time. The purpose 
here was not to save me a little money, I have plenty. 
The object was to put her beyond salvation. She 
eventually had taken an amount that she could not 
possibly repay and that warranted sending her to jail. 
Her body was about to become mine.

On a Friday morning I called her into my office. I didn't 
let her sit and glared up at here. "I'm leaving for the 
day and will be back at 4pm. I expect you to be here to 
explain to me why I shouldn't have you arrested for 
embezzling $123,567 of my company's money. If you aren't 
here when I return, I'll send the police after you." With 
that I rose, my cock hard in my pants, and strode out of 
the office leaving her collapsed on my office couch. I 
hoped that couch would soon have her naked body draped 
over it as she had my cock rammed up her cunt.

I didn't return at 4, nor even at 5. At 6 I strode back 
in and as I had expected found a terrified and weeping 
Katrina waiting abjectly for me. The jizz boiled in my 
balls in anticipation of what was about to start. "Get 
into my office now, bitch!" I said as I swept into my 
office. She meekly followed and stood before my desk. I 
pointedly looked her up and down my eyes lingering on her 
tits and cunt.

"Well, cunt, what have you to say for yourself before I 
call the police and have them take you off to jail?" 
"Please, please don't call them. I'll repay you, every 
cent." I looked her arrogantly up and down, and after a 
pregnant pause said "And how the hell will you do that?" 
"I will pay you some from every paycheck." I stared at 
her maliciously. "And what paycheck is that, bitch. You 
certainly won't be working here, and no one else will 
hire you after they ask why I fired you."

She sobbed some more. I waited staring at her. When she 
calmed a little, I turned to the phone as though to pick 
it up. "So that's the best you can do, huh? I hope you 
enjoy jail. It's a good thing your ex-husband wants your 
daughter." My cock was throbbing in anticipation of 
reaming the juicy-cunted, full-titted bitch before me. 
She would soon be groveling naked on her knees with her 
mouth open ready to suck and lick.

Then she moved her pleading in the direction I wanted. 
"Please, sir, please! I'll do anything, just please don't 
send me to jail. I couldn't bear to lose my daughter and 
have her father get her." My cock was really throbbing 
now. "You'll do anything," I said in derision. "I doubt 
that. You just want to get out of paying the debt you owe 
for being a miserable, dishonest cunt!"

"But I will! I'll do anything you want, just tell me what 
it is." I snarled derisively, "Oh, sure, you'll do 
anything I want. You'll agree to be my slave. Sure you 
will!" I turned again to the phone and she quickly spoke 
again to forestall me. "What do you mean be your slave?"

"You said you'd do whatever I wanted. That means you'd be 
my slave. Slaves, after all, do what their masters tell 
them. You say you'll do what I want, but you don't mean 
it, you won't agree to be my slave."

Her, "No, that's not what I meant," didn't begin to 
soften my raging cock that could already feel her wet 
pussy wrapped around it as it plunged in and out. My 
hands could already feel those wonderful tits. It was so 
close now.

"So," I said, "let's just call the police and get it over 
with." She wailed again. "There must be something I can 
do to make this up. I can't go to jail and lose my 
daughter. I'll get two jobs and pay you off." 

"Look, bitch," I roared, "when I'm through firing you and 
sending you to jail the only job you're going to be able 
to get is giving $5 blow jobs in some dark alley 
downtown." She quailed at my outburst, causing my cock to 
shudder. I nearly blew my load then.

"Okay, okay," she said desperately. "What will I have to 
do if I agree to be your, uh, slave." "Anything I want, 
bitch, anything I want." As I said this I looked very 
pointedly at her tits and then moved my eyes down and 
stared at her cunt. 

"I will tell you one thing," I continued now staring at 
her tits before fixing on her face. "I'm not interested 
in hurting your child, she can move in with us. I'm also 
not interested in maiming or scarring you. That's 
advantages you won't have in jail. I understand the 
guards and bull dikes are very hard on good looking sluts 
like you." Soon she would be naked and sucking.

She was silent, confused and in thought. I continued to 
stare at her for about a full minute. Then I broke the 
silence, "Yup, just as I thought. You'd prefer jail" and 
again reached toward the phone. 

"Wait, wait!" she said quickly. She paused. "If I agree 
to be your slave, how long would it last?" My balls were 
boiling as I thought of her stripped and trembling body 
standing before me ready to do whatever I demanded.

"Felony embezzling carries a 3-year minimum sentence. 
You'd lose your daughter forever, and be unemployable 
after you get out. Three years of slavery." She paused 
again. Then resignedly she said, "Make it two and I'll do 
it." 

She was now mine. I roared at her "I'm not negotiating 
here. I'm sick of arguing with you. It's now three and a 
half. If you don't agree immediately you can go to jail. 
I've got better things to do than argue with a stupid 
bitch like you."

Again she paused, her whole body trembling. But her body 
had a defeated posture. "Okay, I'll do it." I leaned 
arrogantly back in my chair. Finally my planning was 
paying off. "Strip, slave." Slowly and reluctantly she 
put her hands to her blouse and began to unbutton it. I 
was in no hurry. Part of the pleasure was watching her 
defeat and degradation.

Finally her blouse was off. As she shrugged it from her 
shoulders, she of necessity thrust her full tits forward. 
The bra was a thin one and I could see the nipples 
through the fabric. Her belly was flat. She reluctantly 
unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She was wearing 
pantyhose, but I could see the outline of her cunt-hair 
through the fabric. 

She began to reach for her bra hooks, when I commanded, 
"Pantyhose next, slave. Leave the panties on." She 
slipped out of her high-heeled pumps and slid the 
pantyhose down and off her long, elegant legs one at a 
time. I had chosen well. She was the stuff of wet dreams.

She was now before me wearing a flimsy bra and bikini 
panties. Her body was magnificent. Her tits were large 
and had large dark nipples that were poking through the 
bra. Her snatch hair was visible through her pants. "Now 
the bra, bitch," I commanded. She reached behind her 
thrusting her tits forward and unhooked the bra. She 
shrugged her shoulders and the bra came off. She 
defensively covered her tits with her hands. 

"Uncover those tits, slut." She moved her hands aside and 
I stared possessively at my two new toys. They were 
fantastic. At least c-cup and with no sag. Huge aureole 
and long nipples. Sucking and mauling them was going to 
be fun.

"Now the panties." Resignedly she slid them off and down 
and them stood before me. This time she knew better than 
to cover up. "Put the shoes back on." She seemed 
surprised, but obeyed. "Now spread your legs and put your 
hands behind your head." She turned a brighter shade of 
scarlet in humiliation, but obeyed. "Push your elbows 
back so that your tits are thrust out."

I slowly and menacingly rose from my chair and came 
around the desk and up to her. I looked her up and down 
very slowly and then began to circle her. During the 
second trip I let my hand caress her body, at first her 
arms and shoulders. Then her waist. I let my hand slide 
possessively across her ass and she shuddered in 
revulsion and humiliation. I came in front of her again 
and very slowly and deliberately moved my hands to her 
magnificent tits and cupped them.

"I'm going to enjoy the next three and a half years as 
much as you're going to hate them. Console yourself that 
it could have been worse if I just sent you to jail. You 
renege on your commitment to obedience and that's where 
you'll be too. You're now a slave. Think like one. Obey 
my every command if you want to stay out of jail." I 
rudely pawed her tits and then in another act of 
intimidation I moved one hand down to her snatch and 
probed her cunt. She writhed and flamed in humiliation, 
but she knew better than to move.

"Get on your knees, bitch." It was obvious she knew what 
was coming, but she fell to her knees anyway. "Open your 
mouth and get ready to suck my cock. Think about how 
you're going to move your tongue and put a vacuum on it. 
For now keep your eyes straight ahead. I moved behind her 
and stripped. My cock was rock hard and at full 12" 
extension. It was a formidable fucking machine.

Still behind her I grasped her by the hair and commanded 
"Shut your eyes until I tell you to open them." Keeping 
her head facing forward I moved in front of her and 
pushed my cock no more than two inches from her eyes. The 
time had finally come. "Open your eyes, cunt." She tried 
to recoil from the sight of my imposing cock so close 
before her. She gasped in fear.

"You are going to be my jizz slave. Not merely a slave, 
not just a sex slave, not even a cock slave but a 
miserable jizz slave. For the next three and a half years 
you will exist only to draw and absorb the jizz from my 
balls. You will beg for it. You will have it coat your 
tits. You will have it pour down your throat. You will 
have it pumped up your cunt and you will have it pumped 
up your ass. Start sucking!" 

Reluctantly she opened her mouth and I shoved my cock 
down her throat. She squirmed, but I held her head firmly 
and drove it down my shaft. She laved and sucked as I had 
commanded her to. The feeling was incredible. Not only 
was my cock down the throat of a beautiful women, but it 
was a women who hated me and did not want to do this. I 
was her master, she was my unwilling slave and the 
feeling of power this gave me caused the boiling in my 
balls to increase.

When I came, it was with a tremendous exultation. My 
balls and cock pulsed as wave after wave of pleasure 
coursed through my body and my huge wad of red-hot, 
stinking jizz was propelled down her throat.

I ordered her to keep sucking while I explained her new 
duties. "Listen, carefully, bitch if you don't want your 
ass blistered. You're going to go home and pack your 
kid's things. You won't need anything for yourself. 
Shower and shave your twat and be at my house by 8pm 
tonight. Wear no underwear. Be an instant late and you'll 
be punished."

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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