Corporate Catfighting Part IIChapter 1
Collette.
"Is there anything else you want to talk about?" Rose asked Mitch. She crossed her legs slowly and saw the saliva in his mouth. The software engineer?s eyes drifted down to her lower body. Ahhhh, thank god for the light grey pantyhose and the peach skirt just above my knee, Rose thought. This, and the shorts I wear on Friday, turn Mitch into putty. He?s like clay in the hands of a sculptress.
"Um, no," Mitch said, adjusting the glasses on his nose. "I?m really glad we started these one on one meetings."
"Me, too," Rose smiled. She saw Mitch?s cheeks turn a light pink on his white skin. I wonder if he?ll be so easy to control if he ever gets a girlfriend? Rose wondered. "When will you have those test results for me?"
"Oh, by Friday!" Mitch said enthusiastically.
"Ok, then, let?s go over them tomorrow," Rose replied. And check out my legs, too, nerd-boy.
After Mitch had exited her office, Rose stood up and stretched her body. She felt strong and powerful, both as a manager and a catfighter. She hadn?t missed her daily workout in over six months. Her new slave Judy kept Rose on her toes in the areas of wrestling, boxing, martial arts, and catfighting, in addition to being a damn fine horse trainer.
Rose had always fought, mostly for fun and fitness and sex, for over twenty years. She learned how to fight at prep school, and mastered in many fighting arts in college, under the tutelage of Judy. Rose was addicted to catfighting and sex with women?that she knew beyond a doubt, especially when Jim had walked into their room to find Nanette straddling her in bed. The divorce ensued, Rose lost custody of Mary, but she kept on fighting, and never looked back too often in regret.
Even though Rose was guilt-free, there was always something lacking in her life. Something unsatisfying, no matter how many slaves Rose won or how much sex she had. Something she only realized when she had taken a "7 Habits of Highly Successful People" seminar. Rose had stopped expanding her circle of influence after she had established herself as a first line manager.
Her career had plataued.
To be happy, Rose needed to find new heights to aspire, new goals to set and accomplish.
She found her goal when Allison was promoted to Vice President. Allison?s old job of Director was now open.
The head of Human Resources was Collette, a lovely tall brunette in her late thirties, one of the prettiest and sexiest women at the Company. She was also the smartest and toughest wrestler in the f*ck-fighting circles of the Valley, and the official cat-mistress at the Company. No matter how much power Rose or Allison or any admin had, Collette called the shots on every woman?s department within the Company.
There were times when Rose needed more head-count for her department. If it meant that another woman?s department would have to lose a headcount, Rose would have to fight for it. Two female managers want to hire the same candidate? Rose would strip and wrestle her colleague. Not giving Collette enough respect at the Company? Rose would have to face her in the arena at the club.
And Rose hadn?t been giving Collette enough respect. They faced off in the arena one month ago, and to everyones surprise, Rose made Collette submit to her. It didn?t gain Rose much, beyond a little more respect and a night of dominating Collette in bed. To become Collette?s mistress, Rose would have to beat her three times in a row.
Company Policy. Dictated by Collette.
When Allison?s job became available, Rose went to Collette and told her she wanted it.
"Suck my puss* now," Collette hissed, "and I?ll let you have it."
"Suck mine instead," Rose shot back, "and I?ll go easy on you next time at the club."
"Fine, you bitch," Collette replied. "I?ll see you there on Thursday. You?ll have to beat me just to interview for the job. But even if you win, you?ll still have to face Nanette. She wants it, too."
Nanette: a blond f*ck-fighter who seemed to follow Rose around from Company to Company in the Valley. The woman who destroyed Rose?s marriage. Who tried to steal away members of Rose?s Catpack. And Collette?s most dedicated and ruthless slave.
"Nanette?s going to have to get through Bunny tonight. You?ll both be my slaves when this is all over."
Collette laughed. "In your dreams, kitty."
"So, I hear you are fighting Collette tonight, eh?" Allison asked Rose. The petite Chinese women eyes danced over Rose?s body almost as hungrily as Mitch?s did earlier. "I?ve bet money that you?ll win."
"Thanks," Rose replied, blinking and trying to resist Allison?s attempt at seduction. "I?m ready to take Collette down."
"I?m sure you are." Allison smiled at Rose and tilted her head. "What if I told you there was an easier way to win your new title?" She stood up and walked over to Rose.
"An easier way than fighting for it?" Rose asked. "What do you mean?"
Allison?s fingers ran up Rose?s arm and brushed her ear. "I?m going to Napa this weekend. Why don?t you come with me and I can share with you?my plans for our success."
"You want me to be your lover," Rose sighed. She always knew it since Allison came to the Company a year ago. Allison had flirted with her on and off during the past year. During the last Christmas party, Allison had gotten slightly tipsy and pinched Rose?s ass in the ladies room. Rose had laughed it off as a girly tease.
"Yessssssss," Allison hissed, and kissed Rose?s neck.
Rose pushed Allison away gently. "You?re very pretty, Allison. Sexy, too. But I can?t be with a woman who doesn?t fight. I?ve tried it before. It?s not exciting enough."
"Damn you, Rose!" Allison?s hand slapped the table. "After all I?ve done to help your career! That bitch Collette has done nothing but hinder you, and you still--"
"I only sleep with her after she has beaten me in the arena," Rose stated. "Look, if sleeping with a woman was satisfying enough to me, don?t you think I would have given up this lifestyle? I can?t do it. I?m hinked on catfighting. I?m going to fight for your old job. I won?t whor* for it."
"You wouldn?t be my whor*! I want you as my partner! I?ll let you f*ck-fight all you want. Just bring your conquests home to me."
"Be reasonable, Allison. I?ll still support you. Together, we?ll run this place. You can have any other woman in the Company that you want."
Allison gripped Rose?s chin in her hand and tilted her head up. Her eyes locked on Rose?s face. "I want you, Rose. Kissing my feet. You and that bitch Collette. And I am going to have you both."
Rose calmly removed Allison?s hand and stood up to leave. "We?ll talk later, when you are not so emotional."
"There?s more than one way to skin a cat, Rose!" Allison hissed as she left.
The Paradise Island Health Spa was a very exclusive health club in Silicon Valley. Only women were allowed to join or to work there. To become a member, you not only had to work in the Valley, but needed to be either a catfighter, a lesbian, or a bi-sexual. The applicants were funneled by the HR departments throughout the Valley, which were all run by cat-mistresses, such as Collette.
It was a great club for Rose. She could go for a workout in the evening, challenge a bitch to a wrestling match, and have a nice little f*ck in a private hot tub room before heading home. Or, if it was the weekend and the babe wasn?t married, Rose would challenge her to fight for slavery. The winner would dominate the loser until Sunday afternoon.
Rose could box or kickbox at the club as well, as long as she wore protective gear. Wrestling was preferable, because it hardly ever left any noticeable marks or bruises on the body. Still, a manager who had to fight to keep her position had to be ready for anything, so Rose regularly trained in the martial arts as well.
Catfighting only occurred at Paradise Island during the most serious disagreements or power struggles. There were no rules during catfighting; a woman could be bitten, gouged, have muscles sprained, or bones broken. Many of the ladies were married; few of the husbands knew of their wife?s secret life. A woman could get by with an excuse for a face scar at work, but her husband would need a better explanation. Some took the chance and came up with a good lie.
Fortunately, Rose didn?t need to worry about that anymore. She had married after working for a few years, mostly to please her parents. She managed to keep her secret life hidden from Jim for two years. After Mary was born, Rose decided to give up the catfighting life once and for all.
Collette wouldn?t let her go.
She sent her prime bitch, Nanette, over to Rose?s house one afternoon. The perky little blond pretended to be interested in the baby. Cooing and cawing. Giving her a nice pink little outfit for Mary. Rose was touched by the sentiment. After she put Mary into the crib for her afternoon nap, Rose walked back into the living room to find all the furniture pushed up against the wall.
Nanette was standing in the middle of the room, stark naked.
"Collette?s disappointed that you haven?t been going to the club," Nanette said coldly. Her grey eyes were chilling against her pale skin. "I?m going to have to punish you."
Panic rushed through Rose?s mind then. Thoughts of fleeing, of locking the door in the room with Mary, calling 911, flashed through her mind.
Instead, she quickly removed her sweat pants and underwear and advanced naked into the room to fight Nanette. The blond bitch smiled greedily as Rose disrobed.
Rose felt the tiny layers of flab shake on her body as she moved toward the blond. She knew she was out of shape. She even knew that she was going to lose the match as soon as Nanette hugged her body and slammed her down to the floor.
But she felt the catlust in her body again, and that made her feel alive.
The match lasted ten minutes. Nanette had Rose?s body locked down on the floor, and was ready to break her arm if she didn?t submit.
Jim came home an hour later and found Rose licking Nanette?s puss* in their bed. Rose left the house the very next day, never looked back in regret. She wouldn?t miss her marriage or Jim, but she would always long for Mary.
That happened eight months ago. The decision to advance her career and position was made three months ago. Conquering her oldest demon first, Judy Buck, was just the first step. Now there was Collette, Nanette, and Allison to contend with.
Even though Allison didn?t fight, somehow she scared Rose the most.
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