Onyx Mafia: Insatiable - Episode 5: (Lia and Meghan) (Onyx Mafia: Insatiable Book 1)

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voice. The things I will do with this one.

    “Would you like that, Meghan?” I whispered into her ear, “Would you like to be held down, face deep in my pussy while Zi fucks you with one of her toys? My hands on your head, pushing you deeper into me? You writhing while she spanks you?”

    She shivered. I pulled her closer, almost on top of me.

    “I wouldn’t let you go, Meghan. You would struggle, try to pull away. Your voice would be muffled, begging. You'd scream when Zi starts whipping you with her leather strap. You'd scream and scream, vibrating into my wet pussy with every lash.”

    Brenda cleared her throat. “I can hear you back there.”

    Zi’s voice was hoarse. “I’m about to fucking crash. Jesus, Lia.”

    I smiled unapologetically. Meghan was breathing hard, her thighs clenching inside her blue dress.  

    “Soon, Meghan,” I said in her ear.

    She nodded, once, and shivered.  

    I kissed her temple. “Here we are.”  

    The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the main entrance. Brenda and I stepped out of the car, her flat stare meeting me over the open door.  

    “I know you meant for me to hear that, and the answer is still no, but goddamn if I’m not really starting to regret it.”

    I held her gaze. “Whenever you are ready. I’ll wait, Brenda.”

    She gave me a considering look, speeding my already throbbing pulse. I touched her hand and she moved it away gently.

    “I don’t want a fling, Lia.” She flicked her eyes at Meghan in the backseat. “That’s not waiting. What you are doing is…,” she sighed, “Lia, it’s the opposite of waiting.”

    The moment passed and she shook her head, smiling. “Come on, horn dog. Whatever’s happened is big enough they’ve moved the meeting to the west conference room.”

    She bumped my hip as we walked into the building. “Whips, huh?”

    I smiled, the points of my teeth showing. “Oh, yes.”

    ~~

    The room was filled with dour looking high level management, Pamela, and two very nervous IT guys – one of whom was Aaron.

    “We’re not saying it was hackers, Mrs. Benson, we are saying we are not sure if it was hackers. It is not improbable that the backup servers simply suffered a system wide failure that caused a cascading crash. The data is there. We just need time to rebuild it.”

    “I want to know exactly what happened as soon as possible. Hourly updates.”  

    Aaron nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

    Brian, the poor guy in charge of IT stepped in. “In the meantime we are asking for all staff to properly create a current local backup of their data. Our IT staff will be busy recovering the main and backup servers, so you will have to rely on tech savvy support staff to create your backups.”

    Pamela looked livid. “What can we do to ensure this does not happen again, Mr. Maloney, Mr. Donovan.”

    Brian shrugged, looking as if he had checked out long ago. Aaron cut him a nervous glance and stepped in, “What Brian means is that these things sometimes happen, even with multiple redundancies. I think perhaps the next step is to have a separate backup offsite, one not directly connected to our network.”

    She nodded. “Send me a report on your recommendation once the computers are reinstated. Thank you, Mr. Donovan. That will be all, everyone. Brian, may I have a word with you?.”

    “Oh, shit.” Brenda whispered, “He just pissed off the wrong person.”

    Indeed. Pamela’s voice was even and clipped as she dressed down the hapless IT manager, her stance showing no mercy. People gave the two a wide berth as they headed out the doors, some shooting pitying looks at the soon to be demoted worker.

    I watched her, remembering when she was splayed out on a bench in my showers, quivering with the aftermath of rolling orgasms.

    No one would believe which side of the whip she prefers.

    She turned, catching my gaze, a flush filling her face before she turned back to Brian.  

    Brenda caught our familiar look

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