1 Rika: Make love, not war.

Negotiations had been going well. All seemed to work out and the deal had been secured. Until the opposing small fry said this that is.

"Say, we're all friends, right? The negotiations are going well and all, but I've gotta say, these

negotiations to stop our harassment would go a lot smoother if say… Your beautiful little secretary there

were willing to do us some favors…"

The mentioned secretary is my assistant, Rika. An incredibly beautiful woman with straight black hair as long as her shoulders, tied in a bun. With black lipstick and eye liner, she boasts a beautiful gothic appearance,

despite the professional clothing that a secretary would usually use. If you exclude the miles of cleavage and tight skirt

showcasing an unbelievably erotic body, that is.

These small fries that we've been negotiating with, have been harassing our shop. It would be easy to get rid of them of course, but I like to keep things peaceful. Even now after their loaded request, I still want to keep it peaceful. Simply out of principal.

They've been eying Rika the entire negotiations, filled with lust. There's about thirty of them too, and I don't know how Rika will take this.

I look over at her, just to witness something that made my heart race. She's blushing, but with the suppressed grin on her face, it's clearly lustful.

She looks at me with the most aroused expression I've seen her with yet, her grin turning almost sadistic. She licks her lips in a seductive way and begins to address me.

"Sir, I'm sure we don't want these ruffians to be harassing our customers, and it seems like they're in trouble as well, needing to keep their boss, and entire gang happy. If this can be settled peacefully, that would of course

be for the best, right~? I would be more than happy to do them a couple…" Her grin widens at the last word as she seductively speaks, and moves her gaze to the gang. "Favors~"

I almost couldn't believe what I was hearing, and just how much I liked it. I controlled my self however, and them a professional smile.

"I suppose Rika is right. I think I can allow you to borrow her for a few hours to help you with those 'favors' you mentioned. We can't have you poor guys getting in trouble with your boss after all... How can I accommodate?"

As soon as the last word was said, they started grinning. I didn't need to entertain them even slightly in the first place, in this world strength rules all and if I killed them all, no one would have complained.

I have the ability to do so fairly easily, gang included, but as the famous quote from my home world states; "Make love, not war."

The leading speaker in the small section of the gang started to grin. "Fantastic. I think this conference room will do fine. Our favors are pretty… simple after all. You can stay to observe if you want, whatever your name was, shop owner. For the first favor, how about… Rika, can you strip for us? A show would be fuckin' great with all this food you've brought us."

"Ah, a strip show? I think I can do that…" With another lustful lick of her lips, she stands as I watch silently.

She casts a spell, and club music from my old world that you would generally hear in a strip club begins to play. After, she slowly starts to unbutton her blazer. While doing so, she begins to turn around, giving them

a full view of her ass in her tight skirt, almost short enough to see everything. When she finished unbuttoning her blazer and pulling it off, you can see clearly that she isn't wearing any kind of Bra.

Her nipples are visibly poking through her blouse which is nearly thin enough to see the color. Her heavy DD cup breasts bounce as she leans forward, pushing her tits

together while dancing.

"Whoooo~ You're one sexy fuckin' slut, HAHAHA. We're going to have some fun!!"

She grins at their cheers, and catcalls. She stands straight again, and begins to unzip her skirt as it falls to her ankles. Her blazer is just long enough to cover her panty-clad pussy from their view as they cheer even more.

She walks up to one of them and begins to dance on his lap, grinding against his clearly hard dick. Just before he manages to pull her panties aside to fuck her, she retreats with a teasing look.

"I still need to finish the dance, don't I boys?" Before they can respond, she begins stripping again. She starts to unbutton her blouse starting from the bottom. The top was already mostly unbuttoned before they had started, showing off her cleavage. Just before she finishes, she leaves one button left. Just

enough to tease them further, as it was barely covering her erect nipples.

The shirt is hanging off her tits, just letting

them clearly see her under-boob as she dances around sexily, caressing herself. Careful not to show everything just yet.

Occasionally as she dances past the ruffians, they'll get a grope in, or a slap as she moans along with it.

Finally, she removes the last button, and drops the blouse. The cheers explode as they can barely control themselves any longer when they see her heavy aroused breasts jiggle.

Finally, a gang members speaks up again. "I think that's all for that favor, I have another to ask for."

"Oh~? What would that be??" She acts oblivious still with a lustful grin on her face as he speak up again.

"Get on your knees and open your throat, slut." Just as she was about to speak however, he walked up to her and slapped her face the moment she opened her mouth. "Kneel and shut up!"

She grins in delight as she drops to her knees without a second thought, obediently opening her mouth.

Not ten seconds later, the ruffian has stuffed his dick in her throat and started thrusting. She takes it wonderfully, as if she didn't need to breath, as he treated her throat like a pussy.

Her makeup starts running as her tits bounce while she eagerly helps him thrust down her throat. She takes glances at me in lust, while I look on as other men start to join, fucking her hands, slapping her ass and face, groping

her bouncing tits, which are still glistening in sweat from the strip show.

Not after even a minute later, the man in her throat finally got impatient and dropped all pretenses.

He lets go of the hair he was using to thrust into her throat and pulls her up roughly.

One of the men rips her last bit of dignity away, pulling her last piece of clothing off to reveal her drooling cunt. She's thrown onto the table I'm sitting at facing me, as they prepare to penetrate her.

One of them grabs her throat pulling it back and thrusts in brutally. She shudders in sheer pleasure as he pistons, her tits jiggling right in front of me.

I watch on, and she stares me directly in the eye while being ruthlessly fucked.

Her face is a mess, mascara running, messy hair sticking to her face and lips. Her face is a bright red from being slapped repeatedly, even a few pubic hairs on her abused lips.

She grins sadistically as she stares at me,

clearly with some bad thoughts going through her head.

"You love it, don't you? I can tell. You

love watching someone you love being turned into a mess. My face red from abuse, my lips tender from being roughly fucked... I love it too. When you watch me being turned into a mess by other men." I'm unbelievable aroused as she speaks.

But a moment later, the man fucking her ejaculates in her as she has a huge orgasm. Moaning loudly enough to be heard from outside the shop. It's not even thirty seconds before the next man is pounding at her tender cunt.

She's repeatedly passed around like that, usually staying at the table. Staring at me,

sometimes talking to me, provoking me.

After hours of this, she's basically exhausted as they use continue to her. There's only a couple left unsatisfied, and the rest are either sleeping, or left.

"This slut if fucking great. The rumors are just as we heard, she never untightens

even if she's exhausted. Maybe we should bring her back with us to please the boss and be used by the rest of the gang. She makes an fucking amazing fuck toy."

Hearing that, she took the dick out of her mouth to speak. "That's NOT happening. I may be a slut, but I still belong to my boss. I'm his slut. I've been playing with you, but we have more than enough ability to kill you all, boss included." She's not very threatening however since she's covered in cum, dried and fresh.

"That'll work fine, cum-rag. We knew about that already. You think we haven't heard the stories about how much of a slut you are? Why do you think we've been harassing your store? We know, that you guys can't be threatened for real. But, we also know that you're a free-use slut who'll bend over for

anyone at the smallest request. From what we've heard, you won't do anything to us so long as we return you to your precious boss in the end. We only want to borrow you. Spend a week or two as a cum-rag for the ENTIRE gang? A little over a hundred and fifty people." They speak degradingly, and arrogantly with smirks on their face, but they're not wrong.

Rika looks over at me and licks her lips once again with an evil smirk. It seems as if she's staring into my soul, all the while covered in cum, and speaks with renewed lust.

"That might be able to be arranged… After all we never said how many favors, I owe you."

"Haha! Thought so, you little pain slut."

--End