Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

Keeping her eyes trained on Valerie, Zhanna watched the blonde begin to undress, looking down from her slightly elevated position upon the desk. The bitch certainly got the slowly part of her directions correct, but in terms of seductiveness, her display left much to be desired. It couldn't even be called a striptease, since the second half of the word was entirely missing. Had Zhanna expected Valerie to be proficient at stripping? Absolutely not, but she wanted to watch her try and fail to watch her make a fool of herself. The Russian mob boss had developed something of a sadistic streak when it came to knocking the high, mighty and fortunate down a few rungs, especially those who hadn't even earned what they had. The beauty of this was that whether Valerie indulged her demands or not, she would still get to have her fun in one form or another. And now, whether it was due to ineptitude or recalcitrance on the CEO's part - or perhaps a combination of the two - Zhanna had a good excuse to dish out some more hands-on discipline, not that she really needed one. Are you sure? she snapped back at the other woman, lowering herself down on her rear before swinging her legs over the side of the desk. Zhanna cocked her head to the side, pausing to examine Valerie's not yet quite fully naked body. Unmarred skin, sensual curves, perfect proportions - for all of the woman's faults, she was still undeniably attractive. The prospect of using and abusing the bitch already had Zhanna's heart racing, her whole sex throbbing with lust as blood rushed to it, but her expression showed no signs of any of that. She looked bored and dreadfully unimpressed, her eyes dead as she tapped her fingers over the surface of the desk. Do you not know the meaning of the word seduce ? she finally hissed accusingly. What the fuck was that mess supposed to be? Zhanna's tone raised slightly as she gestured towards Valerie, expressing her disdain. You could not even get a sailor that hadn't seen a woman for six months hard with that shit. But of course, you think it's enough to just stand there, don't you? Like you are so hot that you don't need to put in any effort, hmm? Always expecting everything to come easy, like it always has for you. Fine, stand there then. Ending her rant, Zhanna pocketed the cellphone once more, hopped off of the desk and swiftly closed the gap towards Valerie. Grabbing the straps of the blonde's bra, Zhanna brusquely slid them down over her shoulders before pulling the whole garment down until it hung uselessly around Valerie's stomach, allowing those full and alluring breasts of hers to spill out. Almost growling as she exhaled, Zhanna roughly cupped her right hand beneath Valerie's left breast, squeezing it hard before pulling back only to deliver a vicious overhand slap against the pale, fleshy globe that would certainly leave a bright mark. Her left hand shot up to clasp Valerie's face, fingers digging hard into her cheeks and the sides of her jaw. So you're not retarded, but when I told you to strip, you didn't even understand that I meant everything ? Zhanna hissed into the other woman's face, her free hand dropping down to clutch the front of Valerie's panties, which she then jerked up mercilessly, causing the material to wedge deeply up her slit. She held them there for at least twenty seconds, all the while still squeezing Valerie's jaw hard enough to prevent her from answering the mostly rhetorical question, even if she wanted to. Finally, Zhanna released her victim's face and bent down slightly to pull Valerie's panties back down - all the way down to her knees. She then helped herself to another handful of that silky blonde hair, pulling down on it with the intention of forcing the CEO to her knees. Now, let's see if that silver tongue of yours has any better uses, Zhanna continued, hiking her own skirt up the rest of the way until it was bunched up around her waist, making her implication even clearer, in case it hadn't been already. She wore a partially sheer black thong through which Valerie could get an early glimpse of her cleanly shaven mound.