Rescue Package

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I have been toying with the idea of a sadistic lawyer as a recurring character since forever. Maybe this will be the beginning...

Saul couldn't be blamed for feeling a little outnumbered as he faced off against his ex-wife across the boardroom table. An army of lawyers flanked her on both sides while he sat alone, barely able to afford the suit he was wearing let alone legal council. He recognised the woman to his left as Alice, the scheming bitch he had watched grind her teeth during divorce proceedings as Saul and his lawyer had successfully managed to use his wife's desperation for sole custody of their children to ensure he kept everything else; the car, the house, the multi-million dollar company they had built together from the ground up... Well, Alice sure wasn't grinding her teeth today.

“Please,” he begged his wife while trying to push Alice's wide grin from his peripheral vision, “I need this. Without a bail out, creditors are going to take everything from me. They're going to take my house. Do you understand that? I'm going to be out on the street.”

“Like you took everything from my client, you mean?” Alice hissed. “LoanRanger was always her company. You were just dead weight. Just look what has happened since – you have run yourself out of business and my client has single-handedly come back even stronger with a bigger better company.”

“Please,” Saul whimpered, sweat pouring from his brow. “I need this. I will do anything.”

Alice's smile broadened. “Look, Mr. Clegg, my client isn't going to buy back in so you can destroy things all over again. If she comes back, she will be in charge. She will well and truly be wearing the trousers.” His ex-wife gave her a questioning look and Alice whispered in her ear, eliciting a sharp giggle. “There will be conditions,” Alice removed a pen from her blouse.

“Anything!” Relief flooded through Saul's body...

It was next to that same conference table a month later, Saul felt the opposite of relief as he watched Alice lead a team of Japanese investors into the boardroom. Each one stopped and looked at him admiringly. Saul shuddered as their eyes danced across his freshly surgically enhanced breasts stuffed painfully into a tight leather corset. A short pudgy man stopped and stroked his hair delicately as if it were a harp, frowning on realising in was synthetic and implanted directly into the scandalously dressed secretary's scalp. Saul blushed with humiliation and averted his gaze causing him to miss the source of a stinging slap to his pantied ass that sent ripples of pain across where his manhood was tucked securely between his cheeks. Still staring at his feet, wishing the floor to swallow him, Saul heard a cough. He looked up and realised a man was waiting for him to pull out a chair.

“Allow me!” Alice entered the room and plunged her thumb on a keyfob. Saul yelped as a rumble jolted through his ass from the buttplug lodged there. He squealed and minced to the corner as the men took their seats. “How about I put this here?” Alice placed they keyfob in the center of the table and winked at Saul. “If anyone needs anything, just buzz!”