Page 1 of Justified
Chapter one
Origins
Iwassittingintheback of a limousine with this asshole in an expensive suit kissing my neck and groping my tits, which I hated for various reasons.One being because I didn’t like having tits.It wasn’t normal for me.As the power top, ass-kicker that I was, it always felt weird to have to transform into a woman to complete a mission.I liked having my sensitive, suckable bits down below.But my target was straight and I needed to get personal with him in order to get access to his laptop, which was located at the hotel he was staying at.Unfortunately, my contractor didn’t give me that location or any time to do reconnaissance.So here I was, trying to implement my last-minute plan to seduce and infiltrate.I hated working under these conditions.
“God, you’re fucking sexy as hell, you know that?”he asked as he grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me in for another sloppy, wet kiss.I heldmybreath, becausehisbreath smelled like fucking garlic and onions, and believe you me, that was the least offensive thing about him.There was just something about his personality that rubbed me the wrong way.Some people have that “I’m a son-of-a-bitch-extraordinaire” vibe to them.
“We should wait until we get back to your hotel,” I said, hoping to buy myself some time.We had just climbed into the damn car and he was already all over me.I made sure that I was wearing the right outfit so that he’d take the bait.And take it, he did.Never knew a straight man who could resist a great tits and ass combination.He wasn’t my type, not in the least; and even if he was, I couldn’t get comfortable making out with a hot dude while I looked like a woman.Just another thing that didn’t feel natural to me.
“Why wait?”Mr.Henley asked me as he slid his hand between my thighs.
“Because I don’t want to do it in front of them.”I nodded at his bodyguards, who were no doubt enjoying the show, if the one guard groping his hard cock was any clue.
“They like to watch and I like to put on shows.Now let Daddy take care of you.I bet you’re a real naughty girl, aren’t you?”he asked.“Daddy is going to christen this hot body of yours with my hot piss when we get back to the hotel.”
I swear, I almost puked on him.Golden showers were not something I indulged in.But I had agreed to do whatever he wanted in order to get into his car.But if he thought calling himself Daddy made me his little girl, he had another fucking thing coming.I never went for that Daddy shit.My real dad was a deadbeat son of a whore…literally, that wasn’t an insult.Grandma was a whore and so was my mom.That was how he met my mom.I didn’t knock her for it.She made an honest living out of it.But we had a hard life, especially since he abandoned my mom and me while I was still in the womb, so fuck him.
Let’s just say Daddy kink didn’t turn me on, but I played along by talking the talk for the sake of completing my mission.It wasn’t going to be easy though, not with the slimy bastard thinking he was entitled to the role.I looked up at his two bodyguards; each one was wearing a smirk on his face.I guess they were very used to their boss letting loose in front of them.Made me wonder what else they did together.
“Yeah, Daddy is going to bend you over my knee and spank that fine ass of yours good until it’s as red as a strawberry,” Mr.Henley stated with a lecherous smile.He slid his hand up my thigh and I felt his fingers graze my twat, and that was when I reached down and grabbed his wrist, stopping him from going any further.
“I don’t feel comfortable w—”
He grabbed me by my chin with his other hand, cutting my protest off.“I’m paying your stupid whore ass good money to do exactly what I say.Don’t act shy now, bitch.”
Technically, he hadn’t paid me yet… but I gave him some random amount for the night because it didn’t matter.I was with him for one thing only… what my employer was paying me for.
“So, where’s your hotel?”I asked nicely.It was the second time I had asked since I’d met him in the lounge.He was being tight-lipped for some reason.
“Stop asking me about the fucking hotel!”he snapped.“Don’t worry, baby, we’ll get there soon.For now, I want to taste that sweet pussy of yours,” he growled, then he tried to force his hand between my legs, but my grip on his wrist didn’t budge, which seemed to frustrate him.“You’re strong for a sweet thing.”
“I work out,” I responded.
“Yeah, I bet.”
“I’m very flexible, wanna find out just how much?”
“Yeah, baby.Give me a treat,” he said, though he didn’t pull his hand away from between my legs.
Okay, that did it.I was about to ruin their fucking plans.I didn’t want to do this the hard way, but they weren’t giving me a choice.I wasn’t going to kill him, not that I would have minded, but my contractor hadn’t hired me for a murder job.They had been very specific about that.I slipped my arms around his shoulders and reared my head back, slamming my forehead against his, knocking him unconscious instantly.I felt the pain of that blow on my own forehead, but it faded quickly.His bodyguards took a split second to get their shit together once they realized their boss wasn’t going to get lucky.They leaped over toward me, hands out to restrain me, but I dodged them, letting the first guard fall into the empty spot where I had been sitting.I punched his partner with a nice left hook, knocking him out.He fell hard against the bar then landed on the floor.The other guard pulled out a 9mm, aiming it at me, fully cocked.
“Don’t fucking move, bitch,” he snarled.
I tsked.“Now, watch your mouth.Didn’t your mother ever tell you to treat a lady with respect?”
“You ain’t no fucking lady.”
Okay, so he had me there.
“As a matter of fact, my mom told me not to trust sneaky cunts like you.Now, you’re going to tell me who you work for,” he demanded, keeping his gun trained on me.I didn’t really care about getting shot… the bullet wouldn’t kill me.It would hurt, but it would never penetrate my skin.However, I needed to keep their boss alive if I was going to get what I had come for, so that meant I needed to reel it back, waaay back.Best I played it smooth from here on, since I thought I may have played my hand a little too soon.I just couldn’t tolerate having to sex it up with a dude while I was in a female form, but I’d almost blown my mission with that stunt.Shit.
“Bitch, tell me now or I’ll shoot you in your fucking pussy,” he threatened.
I know I had no intentions of killing anyone, but that dude was kind of asking for it.“I don’t work for anyone, I just got tired of your disgusting boss pawing all over me.”
He sneered.“Is that so?What?A dirty whore like you thinks you’re too good for a rich businessman like my boss?”
“Yes,” I said with a straight face.Hey, my mom was a proud whore and never even once brought a john home in front of me.
