Hostile Takeover
by Sol Oliver aka solovn

Upper management had its perks. Big corner office. Nice salary. Little actual work to perform. But what Dax liked best was his assistant.

Tall, brown-haired and built like a 20th century pin-up model, Vikki not only managed the details of his day-to-day business, but was available to him 24/7 to serve his every whim.

And Dax had a lot of whims--whims that no human woman would tolerate for more than a day or two. And while Vikki was programmed to react to his demands with disdain, scorn or disgust, she would never, ever refuse. What fun would it be ramming his cock down her throat if she submitted too willingly? Wasn't it so much sweeter to fuck her in the ass in the middle of the day when she complained that it "wasn't professional", fighting him off just enough to heighten his arousal?

"Stop it!" she'd hiss as he hiked up her designer dress-suit. "Keep that thing of yours out of me!" she'd protest, pushing him back with her ass. Sometimes he'd have to keep at it for ten minutes before she relented, but she always did. And it was always sweet.

Today would be sweeter than usual. Vikki had been in the shop for repairs for nearly a week, and Dax had been saving up all his energies. And instead of having her delivered back to him at home, he'd decided it would be more exciting to take her at the office. As he got out of his MagPod underneath his building, he received confirmation that she'd arrived, along with the invoice--ouch!  Dax didn't like to spend money he didn't have to, but he could accept the bills as the cost of incalculable pleasure. True, replacing the damage to her interior wasn't cheap...and he didn't realized he'd pulled her left arm out of alignment...and of course he wanted them to replace the hair that had been yanked out...but it sure did feel great force-fucking her up the ass, didn't it? Hell yeah! Dax was already stiffening, thinking about how he would take her.

As he rode the executive lift to his floor near the top of the building, something seemed wrong. The interior of the elevator looked different. It was the colors...instead of the green and gold of the company, they were orange and blue. The colors of their rivals...the elevator decelerated...the doors swished opened...

"Hello, Dax," said a thin, lithe woman in a well-tailored pantsuit. "You're late."

"Late my ass," said Dax, charging out of the elevator at the woman standing in the floor's lobby. "What the fuck are you doing here, Julia? I canned you two months ago." Even though he towered above her, she stood still and seemed perfectly at ease. Amused, even.

"You haven't heard the news?" she said, and then the glass walls lobby walls went opaque, and then headlines and video appeared all around: "SymTech succeeds in hostile bid for SpencerCo"..."Upstart company brings down industry giant"..."Bloodbath at SpencerCo?"

"Oh, shit..."

Dax had known that the takeover was possible, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon. And he definitely didn't expect that his former #2 had joined up with the other side. The walls went clear again and the lank woman motioned for Dax to follow.

"Come with me if you want to keep your pitiful job."

Surprised that there was even a chance that he'd be able to stay on, Dax followed Julia through the sliding doorway onto the main floor. All around people were packing up their desks, though some remained at their stations working away as if nothing unusual was happening. Some of them looked up at Dax as he walked by, accusing looks in their eyes. Why? What was he supposed to do? He wasn't the CEO!

The walls of his corner office reflected the new reality--instead of the SpencerCo logo pattern with pictures of himself woven in, there was just an expanse of pink. Julia stopped in front of the sliding panel and turned to Dax.

"Won't you step into my office?" she said, lip curling into a cruel smile.

The view of the city was still the same and impressive as ever. The desk was the same, and it appeared that not a single document had been moved. All of his decorations were still in place. And yes--there was his android, looking completely repaired. In fact, the only thing unusual about the scene was that instead of standing at attention on the right side of the desk, Vikki was sitting in his black leather chair.

"Get out of my chair!" commanded Dax, but Vikki just swiveled back and forth, smiling. Dax turned to Julia, scowling. "What did you do to her?"

"Nothing much," she said, brushing past him, letting her ass graze against his crotch. "But she answers to whoever holds this office. And right now, that's me." Julia crossed to the desk and motioned to Vikki, who pushed back from the desk. Julia sat herself down in the buxom 'droid's lap, turned her head, and they kissed. Slowly at first, and then with more fervor. Vikki's hands began to feel along Julia's torso and down her thigh, but the Julia backed her off and focused on Dax again.

"Okay, fine...you can have my 'droid," said Dax, face flushed. "It was time to scrap her anyway." Dax thought he saw Vikki's face fall, but it was probably his imagination--'droids didn't have human feelings.

"You underestimate her," said Julia, stroking Vikki's cheek and then gently caressing one of her hefty breasts through her silk blouse. Vikki moaned, eyes rolling back. "You see, it's because of sweet Vikki that I was able to deliver your company to my new employers." Julia wasn't even looking at Dax, choosing instead to watch Vikki's face as she began to knead her breasts with gentle attention.

"Ridiculous!" said Dax. "Like you said, she was answering to ME!"

"True," said Julia, adjusting herself so that she could move her other hand into Vikki's crotch. "But I took the initiative, when were all together, and 'convinced' her to share with me everything she saw and knew."

"That's industrial espionage!" shouted Dax, who was more wounded that Julia had betrayed him. True, he fired her, but she'd done her double-cross before that. For months Julia had shared his bed now and then, along with the 'droid. Dax knew she was sleeping her way to the top, but thought he could handle her. It seems he was wrong the whole time.

"Oh, Daxy!" cooed Julia, looking at him as she continued to fondle Vikki. "I knew you'd get bored with me sooner or later. So I made sure I had an exit plan." Julia began to unbutton Vikki's blouse, exposing her wonderfully smooth flesh. Despite his anger, Dax was completely aroused. They'd sometimes played games like this, the three of them, but it had always been Dax calling the shots, teasing both of them.

"So what do you want?" said Dax, trying not to watch as Julia began to lick and suck at Vikki's generous nipples. "You already have my job...and my 'droid."

"Mmmmm..." said Julia, taking one more mouthful of Julia's tit. "I don't want your job OR sweet Julia--I have much bigger things ahead of me. No, I want to give them back to you."

Julia stood up from Vikki, who slowly fell out of her pleasured delirium, tits hanging out of her luxury suit jacket. Julia motioned for her to stay seated, and the 'droid pouted.

"I don't want him to own me, Julia!" complained Vikki sternly. "He's unprofessional...lazy...cruel..."

"You LOVED it, baby!" said Dax, walking over and leaning forward on the desk to put his face in front of hers. "You're PROGRAMMED to take it like a bitch, no matter WHAT you say!"

SLAP!--Vikki's hand stung across Dax' cheek, stunning him not from the pain but by the audacity of her action. Now Vikki stood up and leaned forward into Dax, pushing him back.

"You think I LIKED watching you mismanage this company?! Even with everything you pushed onto me to do, you were fucking it up!" she spat. Despite the sting of her words, Dax found himself staring down at Vikki's tits, which were quaking along with the rest of her body. "Did you think I WANTED to be raped by you and your little pecker, you TOAD? Yes, I had to let you have me, but NOT ANYMORE!"

Vikki turned away, buried her head in her hands and began to weep. Dax looked over at Julia, sneering.

"Oh, PLEEEEASE! Give me a break!" he said. "So what--you reprogrammed her. You think that'll ruin it for me? If anything, it excites me more!"

Up to this point Julia had been enjoying watching her former boss and lover squirm, savoring her victory. But was the man really that cruel? What Julia felt could only be described at horror.

"You're a goddamned monster, you know that?" said Julia, moving back behind the desk to comfort the weeping 'droid. "I didn't change a thing about her motivational programming."

"Don't give me back to him!" cried Vikki into Julia's ear as she held her close.

"Don't worry," whispered Julia. "He won't be able to hurt you, okay?"

The 'droid's big, watery eyes looked into Julia's, and she understood. A new feeling began to awaken inside her, and she knew that Julia was right. Vikki nodded and sniffed away her tears. Julia stood back up and turned to Dax.

"Here's the deal," she began, all business. "You will retain your title, office, condos, transport privileges, and all other perks." Dax' mood began to lighten.

"Great. The 'droid is a perk."

Vikki looked up at Julia, worry in her eyes. "No," said Julia. "Vikki will be running the office, and you will do whatever she says." Julia watched Dax' face flush red with anger.

"You can't--I can't--that's totally illegal!" fumed Dax. "A human can no more report to a 'droid than they could be owned by one!"

"True, true," said Julia, pacing thoughtfully. "Technically, you will have title to Vikki." The 'droid looked dismayed, but Julia continued. "HOWEVER, should you fail to do EXACTLY as Vikki instructs at all times, not only will you be fired, and not only will your reputation be shattered so completely that you'd be lucky to get a job as a street sweeper, but with all of the 'irregularities' that I've seen you commit over the past two months, you'll find yourself in PRISON. And I will see to it that it is NOT a country club setting! Do you understand?"

Dax was numb--he knew she wasn't bluffing, and was glad that the room was completely soundproof. But so what if the robot ran things? He'd pretty much set her up to do that, anyway. True, it would probably be Julia calling the shots, through Vikki, but that meant his life would be that much easier! He looked over at Vicki, whose tits were displayed on the desk in front of her, and his loins stirred again. It wouldn't be so bad having her choose the dance moves...and he'd save a buck or two on repairs. The 'droid looked from him to Julia, expectantly...almost eagerly.

"So except for the fact that the lady gets to be on top, there's no other changes?" paraphrased Dax.

"You will do EXACTLY as Vikki instructs AT ALL TIMES, or the deal is off," said Julia, then nothing more. It was up to him now to decide. 

"When would the deal start?"

"As soon as you make up your fucking mind."

"Okay," said Dax, extending his hand towards Julia. "It's a deal."

Instead of shaking his hand, Julia pulled out her communicator and punched in a few commands. "Done," she said, walking away from him and seating herself on a comfy red couch that sat against the view window.

Although miffed that she'd snubbed him, Dax was pleased as his old color scheme dissolved through the pink on the office walls. Then he saw Vikki twitch and slump over onto the desk. For a moment he thought she'd shorted out, but then she jerked back to life, back straightening and boobs jiggling. Dax waited for her to say something, but Vikki just sat there, eyes darting nervously between Dax and Julia.

Dax had the instincts of a shark and understood what was happening--the 'droid didn't trust in the power she'd been instructed to wield. And anyone afraid to wield their power actually had no power at all...

"Good to see that you're back," said Dax, moving in on her...though he knew that he'd better go easy. On the couch Julia looked nervous...clearly she wasn't sure if the 'droid would be able to act as instructed. "Don't worry...I'll do exactly as you say," he said, looking into Vikki's frightened eyes. "Don't be afraid...I'll treat you nice even if you don't tell me to--I promise." Dax took a chance and gently placed his hand on one of her breasts--she flinched--and then relaxed and let out a sigh as his hand tenderly cupped her flesh.

"Does it feel good?" asked Dax, working her breast more firmly. Vikki bit her lip, glanced at Julia, then looked at Dax and nodded. "Do you want me to keep pleasing you this way?" asked Dax. Vikki nodded again.

Julia knew exactly what Dax was doing, but she had to maintain her cool. If Vikki couldn't stand up for herself, the whole plan would fall through. And the more the 'droid accepted the man's 'suggestions', the less likely she'd be to take control like Julia needed. But she wasn't too worried--there was still one card that had yet to be played!

Now Dax was pleasuring his 'boss' just as he'd watched Julia do it...kneading both her breasts...caressing her face...

"Do you want me to keep going...ma'am?" asked Dax, breathing heavily on Vikki's nipple, which hardened completely.

"Yes..." the 'droid said weakly. Feelings were welling up inside her, pushing aside the fear she'd learned to associate with this man...

Dax decided it was time to close the deal--he'd held himself back far too long already, and from the way Vikki kept arching her back, moaning and sighing, she should be open to his next gentle 'suggestion'...

"I can stop now...or just say the word and I'll pleasure you...down there..."

Dax licked and sucked at Vikki's tit in a way that clearly suggested cunnilingus--something he'd never done for her before. He'd had other women perform it on her on occasion (including Julia), so he knew she enjoyed it. Her breathing began to quicken.

Vikki felt the chair roll backwards until it bumped to a stop against the shelving a foot or two behind the desk. The man who had been her captor for so long was taking position down in front of her pants, and she put her hands on top of her crotch. No!...it wasn't right...he shouldn't...an android wasn't allowed...

...but the urge! It was fighting against her ingrained programming--and winning. The man teased at her exposed breasts...slid his hands along her inner thighs...his tongue licked and sucked her hands as she kept herself from reaching her most sensitive area...the area begging for sensation...and release...

"Trust me," said a voice--Julia's! Vikki looked over at the woman who had freed her, then down at the man who'd had his way with her so many times...below her...subservient...

"Yes, trust her--I'll do EXACTLY as you say..." 

Even as Dax teased the 'droid he was undoing his pants. He'd be gentle as long as it took, making Vikki think that their sex was her idea. And as time went on, he'd make her think that blowing him was her idea...and licking his ass...and letting him come on her face...and fucking her up the ass...

...but for now, he'd just give her a nice, solid fucking. 

"Okay," said Vikki, nervously unclasping her pants. Dax sat back to give her room as she unfastened them, bent over, and slid them to the floor. "Please me...NOW."

The smile on Dax' face melted as he found himself face to face with a stiffening, meaty penis that grew out from her crotch, joined to her along the top of her cunt. Dax flinched back in shock.

Vikki waited for the man to deliver on his promise, but he continued to sit down in front of her, motionless. And then something clicked into place inside of her...urgency, impatience, and ANNOYANCE that her need was NOT BEING MET!

"PLEASURE ME NOW," she said, firmly, rolling the chair forward towards the man.

The penis brushed up against Dax' nose, but his mind still couldn't grasp what was happening. Could his 'droid really do this to him? Would Julie really send him to prison? Oh, GOD--look at the size of it--it must be twice my size...

Julia looked on intently, a hand dropping to her crotch. Vikki was starting to KICK! The new instincts that came with her new cock were starting to propel her actions...but she wasn't there quite yet...patience...

Vikki leaned down, took her cock in one hand, grabbed the top of the man's with her other, and rubbed the engorged penis across his face, down one cheek, across his pursed lips, and up the other. A light slimy trail traced sticky webs as it went.

Again and again the spongy-hard penis head pressed across or against his lips, but Dax couldn't bring himself to allow it inside. His mind knew that to disobey would mean to lose everything, but his own instincts would not let go. 

"FINE," said Vikki, mind calculating new ways to get what her body now demanded. Pouring herself out of the chair and onto Dax, she reached down and took hold of the man's cock. Leaning in, she kissed him forcefully on the mouth as she stroked him firmly. "Do not resist me."

Eyes closed, Dax had no mind to resist, surprised as he was that Vikki was now pleasuring HIM. Her kissing was like an endless wave, irresistible and sapping. Her tongue slid against his time and again, always two steps ahead of his own, making a fool of him. 

The two hands grabbed him at his sides and he felt himself hoisted up, swung around, and tossed lightly into the black chair. Opening his eyes he found that there positions were now reversed: Vikki cupped his balls, face hovering just above his cock.

"Vikki, I..."

"SHUT UP," she said, and then began licking his shaft, top to bottom, fingers massaging his sack. Dax sank back in the chair, eyes closed again to savor the pleasure as Vikki's wide, wet tongue began to suck at his balls.

Vikki was enjoying the power she was wielding over the man, but the hard shaft attached to her was getting impatient. She'd already done more than enough for him. Had he ever been so kind to her? No. She looked over at Julia, who was mouthing words over and over again...fuck him...fuck him...fuck him...

"STAND UP," commanded Vikki as she herself abruptly rose. The man unwound from his pleasure, opened his eyes and looked up at her, confused. "I said MOVE!"

Julia fingered herself harder as she watched Vikki grab Dax under his armpits, lift him onto his feet, turn him bodily towards the desk, and shove him forward. Torso falling forward, Vikki's hand was right there to keep him pinned down at the neck.

"Hold still," she said, though Dax couldn't have moved if he wanted to. Vikki positioned herself directly behind him and looked down to see her penis bobbing just in front of his bare ass. The man began to squirm--he knew that his servant woman was about to deliver her goods into him.

Dax could see their reflections in the opaque glass office walls--his own head staring back at him, held down by his beautiful, firm-breasted former assistant android. And though he couldn't see it, he knew that below all of the curvy womanhood was a virgin penis poised to pop his cherry. He felt her other hand grip his waist TIGHT...a hot, bulbous shape pressed against his clenched rim...he clenched his anus and eyes shut...the head started to push...

"WAIT!"

Opening his eyes, Dax saw Julia get up from the couch uneasily. The whole room stank of her, and she walked wobbly around the desk and out of his vision...

...Julia had imagined this moment for a long time, and now that it was coming true, she had to be part of it--not just a spectator. She could see that it was a huge effort for Vikki not to charge forward, so Julia quickly positioned herself behind the android. Freeing herself completely from her pants, Julia leaned up against Vikki, crotch pressed against her round, shapely buttocks. Like a motorcycle passenger she reached her arms around Vikki's waist, ready to hold on for the ride.

"Okay," she said. "Let's ride!"

Julia felt Vikki's hips swing forward and mimicked the motion with her own. As a scream cut the air she imagined her cock charging into the warm flesh, irresistible...deeper...how the flesh yields...

...a rush of power surged through Vikki as she violated for the first time the one who had kept her groveling. With fiery delight she watched as her shaft sank inside of him, savoring the tension that came through his neck to the hand she held him down with...

...he couldn't stop her...Vikki had forced her way in, and now she was claiming his entire belly...shoving aside anything in her way...scorching pain his punishment for resisting...her soft, yielding cunt now a hard, muscular shaft boring into him with hot, rude inevitability...

"How do YOU like it?!...How do YOU like it?!...." hissed Vikki, feeling the body she now commanded begin to relax. She also felt Julia grinding against her ass, sharing her pleasure, the woman's grip around her firm but not constraining....

...it was driving Julia crazy. She'd never been so bothered, and though it was Vikki's penetration of Dax that got her that way, even grinding with all her might Julia wouldn't be able to release.

"Fuck me first..." she hissed into Vikki's ear. "I NEED it..."

Images of taking the woman coursed through Vikki's brain...how exciting the embracing slickness must feel...the way a woman's body moves and reacts...joins in...

"Soon," said Vikki, even as Julia's slickened cunt smeared against her cheeks. "You know I have to finish this."

And as Vikki's ass began its backward path, pulling her penis outward, Julie knew it was true. She held on a little harder.

Yawning pleasure began to throb inside of Dax as the woman's penis slid against his prostrate, the pain no longer stunting the sensations. Though smarting, he was learning that with relaxation came pleasure, and he no longer offered resistance to Vikki's throbbing womanhood.

With greater ease Vikki took her pleasure, finding subtle differences of sensation as she used his flesh. She had merged them, and she drew her pleasure out like sap from a tree. Easing up just enough so that she could grab his penis from behind, she withdrew slowly and...stabbed ONCE...and TWICE...and THREE TIMES and SQUEEEEEEZE....

"OOOOHHHHHHHH!..." moaned Dax, pushed into the sky much higher than he ever imagined possible. Vikki's penis left him then, empty and taken.

Vikki looked down at the vanquished man and wiped her still-erect cock against his ass cheek, and then more thoroughly with his shirt. Gently pushing Julia back from her, she reached into the desk drawer and found a condom exactly where she expected it to be.

Julia began to have second thoughts as she watched the curvy, well-hung android preparing her penis to enter her. The condom just barely fit--and didn't cover her entire shaft. Julia didn't care. She needed release NOW. 

"Come here," said Vikki, beckoning with one finger. Timidly, the slender woman stepped forward, knowing what she needed to do. Placing her arms around Vikki's neck, she hopped up and put her legs around the busty android's back. Letting gravity pull her back down, she soon felt the hot tip against her parted lips. Vikki's hands cradled her ass, gently positioning her.

Vikki could see the fear in the woman's eyes, and while the urges coursing through her were truly powerful, she knew she could control and harness them now. Giving Julia a long, warm kiss, she guided the woman's ass down a little further...her head could feel the heat and slickness of her....

"Trust me," she said, and then she felt the woman lower herself, enveloping her penis in tight, comforting pleasure.

Slowly Julia impaled herself, pausing to allow her body to adjust, watching Vikki's eyes as the pleasure registered. She'd never been touched so deeply, and with grace and feeling she began to fuck.

Spent as he was, Dax felt excited as he watched his two former subordinates make love, Vikki's thick shaft wringing out pleasure through Julia's yielding flesh. It didn't take long for them both to shudder to conclusion, Julia's legs squeezing hard around Vikki's waist...Vikki's hips giving one last thrust, the perfect ass guiding her shaft in for final pleasure.

With great tenderness then disentangled and resettled themselves on the couch. At long last it was Vikki who rose first, gathering up and sorting all of their clothes. After so long cowering at her own powerlessness, she felt like a completely new being. When she looked at Dax, she now saw a subject at her command. When she saw Julia, an ally--one that would be loyal to HER. Vikki leaned down and gave the slumbering Julia a light kiss on the forehead.

"Thank you," she said. Moving over to Dax, who was either dozing or in shock, she patted his rump and whispered into his ear.

"This is only the beginning...."