Jen scowled at the man that had ruined her perfect oasis for woman and turned it into… well, a brothel.
She’d found the run down resort on the coast, good bones, but lacking any kind of vision or future, and transformed it into a feminist’s dream.
She held conferences, workshops, events, and all kinds of things that uplifted feminine power.
All that was gone now.
In it’s place was pink.
“You fucking bastard!” she spat at him, she hadn’t seen him in six months, but her hatred of him hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
“Oh don’t be that way Jen… you’ve done great work on the place!” he enthused with a smile.
Great work was of course in the eye of the beholder. She was sure that in his eyes, the gaudy pink everywhere, along with her own new wardrobe, was the perfect “upgrade” to the place.
In her eyes it was a complete betrayal of her own ideals.
“Great work!?! GREAT WORK!?!?” she shouted at him, “You’ve turned this place into a whore house!”
He actually chuckled and waved his hand to dismiss her concern, “Oh don’t be dramatic Jen. No one pays for sex here.”
Her jaw dropped almost all the way to the floor, because, of course, he was right. The men that booked rooms might have been paying an exorbitant fee for teh rooms, but not a dollar left their pockets to fuck any of the woman in the resort.
The new staff that had been showing up every few days, drop dead gorgeous women that looked to be right out of a porn magazine, sucked and fucked anything that moved… no money required.
She was pretty sure she recognized a few of them… pervious women that had attended conferences, powerful CEO’s, etc. Now reduced to plastic filled fuck toys.
“That… that’s not the point!” she shot daggers at him as she pouted and crossed her arms under her breasts.
“No, I guess it isn’t. But let’s not kid ourselves here, it’s not like you were every in it for the girl power thing anyway. I mean, you’re enjoying yourself much more now than you ever did before, and that isn’t any of my doing.” he said as he stepped towards her and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her in tightly to himself.
A shiver ran through her, not from the closeness of his body, or the feel of it against her own, but from the truth of his words.
She’d always said that the what she was doing was for the good of woman kind, to advance their goals, but in all honesty, she liked the power. The power of being looked up to, of being in charge, in holding sway over others.
Now she had that in spades.
Every woman in the resort did what she told them to. Acted the way she told them to. Fucked who she told them to.
The power was addictive.
“Now tell me you want it to go back to the way it was and I’ll make it happen.”
“But… I… I…” she stuttered out, trying to say the words but failing.
“It’s not really that high of price to pay is it? A few men fucking your ass for all that control.”
She let out a gasp and titled her head back a little, “Oh god… no… no it isn’t…” she managed to get out.
“And besides… I brought you a present.” he said and turned so he was standing beside her, his arm still wrapped around her waist.
She brought her head back upright and looked towards a woman strutting her way over to them. Her tits were massive, her waist tiny, her red hair a wild mane, as she walked in towering heals and a pink polka-dot bikini.
Jen’s eyes went wide as she came closer and recognition finally came… Matilda.
The woman had been her nemesis on the city council when she’d tried to buy the resort. Putting up roadblocks, trying every underhanded trick in the book to sabotage Jen’s vision.
Jen had approached her privately, thinking that they should be working together, not at odds with each other. They were both powerful women, who wanted to lift up others… at least that was what they both said publicly.
In private, Matilda had made it perfectly clear that there was only room in the city for one alpha female, and Jen would never be it.
“I’ll leave her to you.” the man said and then walked away, a grin on Jen’s face as she walked up beside Matilda and looped her arm through her’s.
“Come with me Matilda… I want to introduce you to one of our guests.” Jen said with a wicked smile on her lips.
“Like, call me Matty, honey.”
Jen smiled and nodded, “Sure thing Matty.” she replied and then started walking Matty towards the main hotel.
“Uhm, like, is this guest, like, got a cock?” Matty asked as she titled her head a little to the side.
“Oh yes, yes he does.” Jen replied.
“Oh goodie! I love cock!” Matty squealed back as they entered the lobby.
“Well that’s good to hear, because his cock is so big it nearly split my ass in two… did I mentioned he’s an ass man by the way?”
“Oh my god, like, I’ve never had my ass fucked before!” Matty retorted.
“Well, don’t worry too much about it… just make sure to tell him how much you love his big fat cock in your ass and I’m sure everything will be fine.” Jen said and then gave Matty’s ass a little tap.
Matty giggled and nodded as the headed towards the elevators.
Jen wondered when the last time Matty had been fucked in the pussy… had it been before she’d arrived, by the man that Jen hated so much?
Well, it didn’t matter. If Jen had anything to do about it… which she certainly did, Matty would be anal only from now on.
Another shiver rushed over Jen’s body, the rush of the total power she now had over her one time rival was exhilarating and she wouldn’t trade it for anything.
