Ms Patriot: Endgame (Chapter 4) (Patreon)

Ms Patriot: Endgame

Chapter 4

Meanwhile, a few blocks away…

“Jade Towers, Ms Jade,” the chauffeur said.

“Thanks, Tony. I won’t be needing you the rest of the day,” Jennifer said.

The shapely billionaire businesswoman slipped out sensuously, and struck a pose as she looked around. Everyone stopped to gawk. She got that a lot.

As the limo pulled away, Jennifer smiled. It felt good to be back to her old self. The past few days had been a living nightmare. First, the homeless men she was given to had reamed her out all night, and well into the next day. She only regained her sex-scrambled wits because they all passed out drunk and left her unmolested too long. 

So disgusting. So demeaning and degrading, Jennifer thought, shaking her head woefully. So humiliating, and all because of Ashley Vanderholm. I don’t know how, but I will repay that bitch tenfold. She cannot be humiliated enough to satisfy my need for righteous vengeance. I think it will start with a visit tonight by Ms Patriot.

Time to get back to work. She’d already come up with a plausible reason she was missing the previous days without calling in sick. It was good to be boss. Really, no matter what she said they had no choice but to accept her excuses.

Jennifer was in full business mode: shimmering black hair up, white silk blouse, black pencil skirt, dark hose held up with garter belt, and black stiletto pumps. She headed for the door with a confident strut. She was Jennifer Jade, the most feared and respected businesswoman in Grimme City. This was her city, her kingdom. Everyone stepped aside to open the way for their glorious queen.

“Jennifer, a moment please,” a familiar voice called from the street.

The voluptuous billionaire froze, and then slowly turned to look at the person that had dared to call out to her. It was Big Daddy Vanderholm, sitting in his limo at the curb, door open. He had an offensively smug smile on his fat, piggy face, too. Pig eyes glinting in wicked glee. She snarled and marched over, planning to yank him out of that limo and kick his fat butt.

“You made a big mistake coming here today, FAT Daddy,” Jennifer growled, hands clenched into fists. “I’m going to beat you like…like… What’s that?”

Big Daddy held up a photo. It was a beautiful woman on her knees, sucking a homeless man. It was Jennifer. The homeless man was old and filthy. 

“Oh Goddess no.”

“Oh yes. Get in, Jennifer.”

Jennifer couldn’t move for a long moment, and just gawked at the photo of her ultimate humiliation and degradation. Suddenly, every bum and homeless jerkoff she fucked and sucked came back to her, she tasted them again, smelled their rank flesh. Her blood ran cold as she remembered each and every single one of them, and their gleeful eyes and hard cocks.

Big Daddy then showed her a picture of her on her back, during the Ashley directed part of her humiliating ordeal. She laid on her back atop a small round table, one man reaming out her pussy and another thrust balls deep down her throat. That hit her hard. Her libido reared to life, she began to pant with need, and her heart thundered.

“How… How dare you,” she croaked out, starting to regain her wits. Jennifer understood that if she didn’t regain control quickly her nightmare would start all over again.

“This is just a screen capture from the video,” Big Daddy said, leering at her tits. “You were brilliant in the part as the sleazy cock-starved whore. We’re thinking about releasing the video with the title: Jennifer Jade’s Sexcapades in Lower Saxony. You like?”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh? By the way, didn’t you sign a contract as CEO and Chairwoman of Jade Enterprises, just like all of your top executives?”

“Yes,” she said, suddenly wary. Whenever he changed the subject like that it always meant evil was afoot.

“Bad move on your part, Jennifer. If the videos of your time in the dark alleys of Grimme City are released, then you will be in violation of the Moral Turpitude clause of your contract, and be kicked out of your own company. Too funny, don’t you think?”

“You monster,” she whispered, feeling her knees weaken. Big Daddy was still the second largest shareholder in Jade Enterprises after his failed takeover attempt six months back. With her kicked out, and unable to vote her stock, Big Daddy would have effective control of her beloved company. “What do you want from me?”

“Get in.”

Gritting her teeth, Jennifer got into the limo. She sat next to Big Daddy as the limo pulled away. Her hated enemy immediately started stroking her right thigh, and very high, too.

“Soooo,” Jennifer said, pushing Big Daddy’s hand off her leg. “We need to work out a mutually satisfactory working arrangement.”

“Exactly. First, unzip me and pull out my dick,” he said.

“Um,” she said, throat tight and butterflies going wild in her lower belly. “You know sex and business don’t mix.”

“I disagree. Do it, Jennifer. Now.”

His commanding tone made her stiffen. Normally, she’d slap him silly and storm away. That wasn’t an option. Her quick mind reviewed her options, and found she only had one. Jennifer groaned low, reached over and unzipped the rotund billionaire. His dark, piggy eyes glinted as he grinned from ear to ear. Then she pulled out his hard cock.

Jennifer looked up at the heavens beseechingly, then took hold of the exposed cock and lowered her face into Big Daddy’s lap. Full, glossy red lips parted and a hot, wet tongue slipped out to cup his dickhead and guide it to her lips. Big Daddy sucked in a sharp breath as her tongue touched him so intimately, then groaned as he watched her sweet red lips engulf his cock head, then slowly, intimately swallow it entirely. 

“Mmmmm,” Jennifer groaned, her body afire with desire despite how much Big Daddy repulsed her morally. Unconsciously, her free hand cupped his sweaty, hairy balls and began to squeeze and rake her long red nails across them. Then Big Daddy entwined his fingers in her thick, silky hair and that felt utterly divine to the hapless businesswoman. Her spectacular body became fully aroused at that point, and Jennifer knew she’d lost control of her own body and self control. “Mmmmmmmmmmm.”

"Funny thing I noticed, Jenny girl," Big Daddy said, his voice deeper and drenched with sex. "I only commanded you to unzip and pull me out. You went down on me all on your own volition."

Jennifer froze, eyes huge. Oh Goddess no!

"Ashley's right. You are a naturally born whore," he said. His hand tightened in her hair, and then shoved her down until his cock pressed into the back of her throat. "Keep sucking, sweetheart. This is where your true talent lays."

Face burning, Jennifer began bobbing up and down his shaft. Only Big Daddy or Ashley could utterly humiliate her, and then find a way to make it ten times more shameful and degrading. But the taste, smell, and feel of his cock and balls soon messed up her head, so she forgot all about that.

While her head bobbed up and down his cock, Big Daddy’s cell phone rang. He pulled one hand out of her hair to answer.

“Hello, Ashley. How did it go?” he said, glancing down at Jennifer. His hated business rival looked totally engrossed in her activity. “Better than expected. I’d have Jennifer say hi, but it’s not polite to speak with your mouth full. Ha! So, how did your meet and greet with Ms Annette Moore go? Oh really? I’d love to watch that haughty bitch lick her way up from your boots to your snatch. Did you get it on video? Excellent. Hey, I can hear Annette slurping through the phone. Can you hear Jennifer? You can. Ha! Too funny.” He jerked when Jennifer started giving him the most intense head he’d ever had. “I have to go. I’m about to cream Jennifer’s mouth. Talk to you later.”

“Mmmmm,” Jennifer groaned, feeling him about to explode and wanting it so much it hurt. “Mmmmmmmmm. Hhhhmmmmmm.”

The vibrations of her moaning did the trick, and Big Daddy emptied into her eager mouth. He packed a major load of cum, too. Jennifer’s baby blues went wide as her cheeks ballooned out. Cum dribbled out around her lips, coating his cock and balls liberally. She swallowed and gulped frantically, then began licking his cock and balls clean.

“Oh, that was good, Jennifer. Tomorrow, when I pick you up, I want you to titty fuck me,” he said, and laughed at her scowl. “Is there a problem with that?”

“Yes,” she said, baby blues flashing. “But you’ll get your stupid titty fuck, bastard.”

“I always knew you had a superior intellect, Jennifer. You’re a true gambler. You know when to hold them, when to fold them…” he glanced down at his spit shiny cock, “…and when to BLOW them. Ha!”

“You’ll make a mistake one day, Big Daddy, and I’ll be there to exploit it,” she said.

“In the meantime, you will do as I say, right?”

The sexy billionaire babe just glared at him.

“Right?” he repeated, eyes narrowing.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, throat tight and feeling queasy. “I have no choice. For now.”

“No choice at all, unless you want to lose control of Jade Enterprises,” he said, enjoying the way she flinched, dropping her eyes in shame. He reached over and cupped a huge tit. She didn’t do anything to stop him. “Ned Kelly is my man on your board. Do what he tells you. He’s speaking for me. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“And tonight, at five o’clock sharp, come to my office and tell my secretary that my bitch is ready for a wild ride on the Big Daddy express,” he said, enjoying the shade of red she turned. She almost choked, too. “Wear hooker clothes. Understand?”

“I u-understand that you are a pig,” she croaked out. “B-but I’ll b-be there. Damn you.”

Jennifer was dropped off in front of Jade Towers. This time she didn’t try to make an impression, just hurried through the doors and into the elevator. Her secretary looked embarrassed when she strode into the outer office.

“Good morning, Ms Jade. Mr. Kelly is in your office waiting. He swore you would be expecting him,” Cindy Crayford said.

Jennifer’s insides went cold. She should’ve known Ned would move quickly to establish his control over her. So she nodded, because her throat was too tight to speak. Inside her office, she paused to close the door and spotted Ned sitting behind her desk.

“That’s my desk. Please remove yourself, Mr. Kelly,” she said venomously.

“Really? Are you presuming to give me orders?” Ned said, grinning victoriously. “Shall we call Big Daddy and ask him who is in charge?”

“That won’t be necessary,” she said, hating herself for rolling over so easily. She took a deep breath, and asked, “Please let me have my chair back.”

Instead, he rolled back to reveal his pants were off and his cock was straight up.

“Why don’t you sit on this while we talk?”

“I’d rather not.”

“It was an order.”

Jennifer scowled at him, hiked her skirt up, pulled off her thong panties, and straddled his lap. Reaching down, she guided his cock straight up into her twat. They both groaned as his cock slid deeper and deeper into her tight pussy.

“I knew victory would feel good, but this is better than I expected,” Ned said. He reached for her blouse and began unbuttoning. Soon her lacy white bra was exposed, and that was quickly pulled off and tossed aside. “Wow, what a great set of melons, babe! Are they double-Ds?”

“Oooooh. Yes…they…uugghh…are, you pig,” Jennifer gasped out. She was so worked up, so damned HORNY after all that happened to her the last few days, and in Big Daddy’s limo, that she had zero resistance and even less self control. He started fondling her, licking and kissing and sucking on her tits and nipples. “Oh Goddess, forgive my weakness! I am… Falling.”

Jennifer’s head rolled back as she groaned low and wantonly. She desperately clutched Ned's shoulders to steady herself as she bounced up and down his long cock, savoring every second, every stroke. It didn’t take long. Just a dozen bounces, and she was steamrolled by a powerful climax.

“Aaaaaaaagggghh!”