Jessica's Change Management Ch. 03

I was jittery and wired up as if I was walking into an important exam. This was so stupid! I cursed myself. But somehow, I yearned for their approval. Garza raised his beer bottle indicating his vote. The other two remained unimpressed, though.

For a moment, I was disappointed, and uncousciously, pursed my lips in a dramatic pout which only made the guys chuckle. I had worked hard to give them a sexy car wash, but apparently, it hadn't been enough to convince all of them. This was purely arbitrary, though, I thought bitterly. They were playing me. They wouldn't give me all the votes no matter how well I performed. They were here to savor the slutty show. They wanted to use and degrade a fine, rich, self-assured lady.

It didn't matter anyways. I had gotten one vote. That meant one picture down! Two more to go! I felt elated. You don't break me that easily, you fucking arrogant bastard, I thought to myself. I will get all three pics one after the other. The small triumph felt good. I didn't care any longer how lewd I had to act as long as I didn't grant D-Rod another triumph. Well, I guess I was a bit too naïve there.

"Awww, ain't lookin' good, Miss Tease!" D-Rod remarked sarcastically. "Da decision gotta be unanimously. Did I forgot to tell ya, lil hussy? Less than three votes, no 'LGZ' gang hoe, no pics deleted. Too bad!"

I wanted to protest but my shoulders simply slumped in defeat. I was bummed. The feeling of triumph vanished as quickly as it had started.

"Que va! We give ya another chance, fuckdoll. What cha think, eses?"

All his buddies agreed to this suggestion although we all knew that they rather wanted the car wash show to continue than give me another chance. Still, I felt relieved although I refused to accept it. I had always been a competitive person. I was challenging Ortega for the CEO position after all. I couldn't stand losing, and this hadn't changed no matter how degrading the task.

"Try harder, dirty hoe!" D-Rod told me, a blatant threat resonating in his words.

He had me on the edge and he knew it. It was clear that he was calling the shots. On top of that, he was well aware that I wanted his buddies' votes to get the pictures deleted. He knew he could push my limits, and I would comply with it.

My mind was reeling. Nervousness was creeping up inside of me. How the hell could I cut a better figure? I only came up with one thing.

I began swaying my hips dancing on the spot for the guys while my golden heels shimmered glaringly in the sun. I reached up and grabbed my thin, white crop top. It was so drenched and clingy I could easily tear it apart. I slowly ripped it apart in the middle, revealing my shimmering, metallic gold bikini with the thick, gold chain halter straps.

Then I turned around and stuck out my ass - or rather my 'phat barrio booty' as I was supposed to call it now. I pulled my self-cropped, denim hot pants up giving myself a wedgie. The denim fabric pressed hard against my pussy, but I didn't mind. The important thing was that the hot pants got pushed into my ass crack, and my full round butt cheeks got exposed. I shook my 'bomb-ass moneymaker' making my luscious ass meat wiggle. Then I stripped off my hot pants. I stood there in the middle of D-Rod's backyard clad in nothing but my flashy, gold metallic bikini and shimmering, golden high heels.

The guys popped open new beers as a sign to start the next round. Strutting over to the car trunk, I began soaping it up real good. To increase my humiliation, D-Rod handed me my ripped, white top to use it as a rag. I had to lean over the trunk to reach the other side. This way, my bikini clad 'knockout ass' got obscenely revealed. I stayed in this position and began to clench and unclench my ass cheeks rhythmically. It must have been a lewd sight as I literally worked my ass off to make my bikini bottom disappear in my ass crack. When the fabric had completely vanished between my bum cheeks, I sexily wiggled my naked 'barrio booty' before reaching back and pulling the bikini bottom back out.

By now, the guys whooped it up while I continued to display myself for them in the most obscene ways. I was getting soak all over me. It was gathering on top of my big titties like two white foamy domes and running down my tight tummy making it glisten seductively.

I received the loudest catcalls when I bent down to rub the rims with my ripped top. I kept my legs straight making my 'bubble butt' tense in a tantalizing way. Once again, my golden bikini bottom slipped into my ass crack. I moved my booty in circles before spreading my legs making the bikini bottom slide to the side and reveal my shaved pussy. Reaching back, I naughtily spread my butt cheeks. For a few seconds, I bared my pink cunt meat before pushing the bikini bottom back into place.

When I was finished washing the car trunk, I was breathing heavily and sweating profusely. I had given all I had. Once again, D-Rod asked for the votes. Once again, Garza lifted his beer in approval. This time, Flaco followed his lead and gave an affirmative vote, too. Still, Lucho wasn't convinced. He seemed a hard nut to crack.

"Vaya, vaya!" D-Rod announced the results. "Betta... but still not good enuff, Miss Tease! Ya disappointin' me again, you stupid biatch! Here I was, hypin' ya like a bomb-ass slut 'n dis is what I get."

The vote left me all churned up inside. I was close to crying. I pouted and stomped my foot onto the ground in frustration, making my tits jiggle. Gawd! I had failed again, and I hated losing. Even more, I hated not getting any pictures deleted for the second day in a row.

"Let's hope third times da charm, huh, fuckdoll?" D-Rod offered a way out. "Dis time, though, I make dem rules!"

"We've all seen ya too stupid to get it done on ya own!" He added with a mocking laugh.

His buddies got a kick out of this. It painfully pointed out that they regarded me as a dumb bimbo. One of the worst degradations I could face as a proud, highly educated business exec. I clenched my fists in helpless anger. We all knew that they were playing me. Still, it left me looking like a dumb slut incapable of seducing these young gangster thugs.

"Please, Sir Da-Rod! Give your thick, stupid fuckdoll another chance. I won't disappoint you, sir." I instantly jumped at this final chance.

I was so used to winning that my failure embarrassed me and suppressed my pride. I didn't care how much I had to degrade myself for it. I needed another chance to succeed.

"OK! Cha wanna get it right dis time, stupid fuckdoll?" D-Rod addressed me. "Strip bare-ass naked 'n wash dem windows. Only use ya fuckin' melons 'n barrio booty. Geddit, lil hussy?"

I hastily nodded. I was too concerned with succeeding to be appalled by this offensive suggestion. He wanted me to use my tits and ass like plain cleaning rags. The sheer thought was as disgusting as it was coarse. Yet, I didn't hesitate. My competitive side was rearing its head. I had to win! I had to get the pictures deleted!

Once again, I started gyrating my hips and dancing on the spot in the middle of the backyard. I let my fingers run along the bikini bottom's thick, gold chain side straps before reaching up and tracing the bikini top's gold chain halter straps. I grabbed the golden front o-ring and pulled on it. When I released the ring, it snapped back striking against my soft, round fleshorbs. My tit meat began jiggling wildly in its shimmering, metallic gold cups. This earned me a whooping round of hollers from the guys, so I repeated it two more times. Each time, my tit flesh wobbled and bounced harder than before.

Finally, I reached back and undid the top letting it fall to the ground. I heard appreciative gasps that involuntarily made me smile. I couldn't deny it. Seducing these young thugs made my juices stir, and every holler or gasp added fuel to the fire raging in my pussy. After I had turned my back to them and sexily wriggled out of my bikini bottom, I stood there stark naked except for my shimmering, golden high heels.

To catch the full show, the four Latinos got into the car as if driving through a car wash - D-Rod and Lucho in the front, Flaco and Garza in the back. While they looked at me expectantly, I climbed onto the car hood and kneeled on it sideways. I grabbed the soapy sponge and held it up over my ass. Wringing it out, I showered my 'bubble butt' in white foamy soap that cooled my heated body. I repeated this process until my entire backside and legs were covered in bubbly foam. Looking back over my shoulder, I had to admit that the sight was extremely alluring.

I turned around and got up onto my feet on the car hood. With my back to the front window, I squatted down with my legs spread open. Slowly, I lowered my soapy 'knockout ass' onto the glass until I pressed my bum cheeks against the window. I felt my soft ass meat bulging to all sides when I began to slide my buns up and down.

It must have been an incredibly sexy sight of my ass cheeks silhouetted against the glass while getting deformed from the pressure. The hood was so slippery it wasn't easy to keep a firm footing. Nonetheless, I worked hard to rub the window with my ass meat, proceeding systematically from the left to the right side.

Finished with the front window, I turned around and blew a kiss to D-Rod and Lucho. They were still looking at me mesmerized by the enticing sight. Walking to the car trunk, I repeated the process for the back window. This time treating Garza and Flaco to the incredible sight of my buns outlined against the glass.

Done with the back window, I got onto the ground and positioned myself in front of the right side windows. Grabbing the sponge again, I wrung it out and let the soap run down my cleavage and tight tummy, leaving a white, foamy trail between my big, round fleshorbs. Then I showered each ample boob with white foam one after the other. I didn't stop until my nipples weren't visible any longer.

Leaning forward, I pressed my big, juicy juggs against the right front side window. I saw my soft tit flesh bulging out obscenely making Lucho stare like hypnotized. The silhouette of my tits against the window must have been a sight that made his mouth water.

I kept my juggs pressed against the glass and systematically rubbed it clean before proceeding to the next window. My nipples were so hard I was afraid they would cut the glass. Pushing them against the hard window they got tightly squeezed, making me drip with lust. I was so fucking horny! I yearned to touch my pussy.

Still, I continued soaping up each flesh orb before cupping my boobs and pressing them against the window until my soft tit flesh got deformed. Then I thoroughly rubbed the glass clean until I had brought each guy close to drooling with their mouths agape.

Done with my task, I let the four Latinos climb out of the car and take their seats on the back patio before I strutted over to them. I was sweaty, soaked, and flushed with lust. I despised D-Rod, the arrogant macho, and his buddies intimidated me. Still, I was yearning to get fucked by them on the spot. A humiliating contradiction that only made me hotter.

"The votes, vatos!" D-Rod declared.

This time, the three guys couldn't be quick enough to raise their beer bottles. Finally, I had succeeded and gotten all their votes. I felt a completely misguided rush of pride and smiled brightly. After all, D-Rod had to keep his word and delete three pictures. He had said it in front of all his buddies, so he couldn't cop out.

"What cha sayin', fuckdoll!" My intern addressed me. "Seems like third times da charm, huh?"

"Thang is, though, now ya got my vatos all fired up. Don't wanna leave 'em hangin', do ya?" I could see his eyes lighting up with another naughty idea. "What cha think? Ya make all of us cum 'n ya get another pic deleted. Dat a deal or not, lil hussy?"

I was exhausted from the long, slutty car wash. But my throbbing pussy made me beam at this prospect.

"Mmm! This fuckdoll's would be pleased to serve you like that, Sir Da-Rod!" I cooed with a seductive smile on my lips.

D-Rod returned the grin, giving me a look-over while I was standing bare naked in the middle of the backyard only wearing my golden heels.

"Ya're all hot 'n bothered, huh, Miss Tease?" He taunted me.

"Yes, sir." I sheepishly had to admit.

"In da end, cha just a big titted hoe dat likes displayin' herself to any kinda guy, right?" He continued mocking me while I could do nothing but stare to the ground in shameful lust.

"Show us how excited ya're, lil hussy." He rubbed salt into the wound.

I felt like shrinking in shame while I spread my legs and reached down with my hand. I ran my fingers through my wet, quivering pussy. Holding my hand up, I showed the sticky cunt juices glistening on my fingers. It weakened my knees and reduced me to nothing but a puddle of lust in front of these young Latino gangsters.

"Ya wanna cum, Miss Tease?" D-Rod urged me. "Ya wanna cum for all of us to see?"

I knew how much my intern reveled in degrading me like this. But I was too aroused to get angry about it. To my dismay, he was right. I was so needy I desperately wanted to cum.

"Yes, Sir Da-Rod. Please make your fuckdoll cum like a dirty slut!" I choked out.

"Eeeggghhh!" I shrieked the next second.

D-Rod had taken the hose and directed it at my 'phat barrio booty'. He was soaking me down with cold water! He made me bent forward with my backside facing his buddies while he continued rinsing off my 'knockout ass'. I had to spread open my ass cheeks and then my pussy lips for him to reach every crease and fold with water. He made me show off my most private parts to the group of Latinos. Oddly, the cold water pulsating on my soft, pink pussy flesh only increased the fire burning in my cunt.

I had to turn around and get onto my knees with my arms behind my head. This way, my proud, ample boobs got pushed out from my chest in an enticing way. D-Rod sprayed my tits, taking special care of my nipples. A simple look at my razor hard nips was enough to tell my state of frenzied excitement.

"Oh!... Oh!... Oh!..." I moaned each time the jet of water hit a nipple.

"Ooohhh!" I groaned even louder when D-Rod guided the hose downwards and directed it at my pussy.

I felt the cold water prickling on my twat as if it was sparkling water. My legs trembled as if electric currents were shooting through them. Jolts of pleasure exploded in my loins. And then, out of a sudden, the jet of water was gone making me grunt in desperation.

"Ya wanna cum, Miss Tease." D-Rod taunted me again.

"Yesss, sirrr. Pleasssse, Sirrr Da-Rooohhhd!" I begged, almost babbling incoherently.

My plea turned into a long moan when the cold jet of water forcefully hit my pussy again. Each time it touched my sensitive clit, my groan wound up to a high pitch. I couldn't stop moaning.

Leaning back with my hands still clasped behind my head, I pushed my needy cunt out and fully embraced the jet of water. I began humping the gush of liquid. It looked so obscene, but it was out of my control. I pushed my hips towards the water stream as far as I could.

With his buddies whooping it up, D-Rod started playing with his desperate fuckdoll. For a few seconds, he directed the hose at my pussy, only to push it out of reach when I was humping the jet most ferociously. The moment, my body settled down, he directed the hose back to my cunt, making his filly buck and capriole again.

"Oh!... Fuck!... Ooohhh!" This was going back and forth three times before my eyes rolled back in my head and my whole body began shaking uncontrollably.

The orgasm swept over me like hot lava. It started with an eruption in my loins that made my teeth shatter and spread out to every fiber of my body. I thrashed around on the grass in my kneeling position, riding out my orgasm with D-Rod pointing the stream of water on my sensitive clit.

When my fire was finally quelled, I slumped down on the grass as if I had just finished a marathon. My heart was pounding in my chest and my breath was heavy from the effort. Still, I was treated to a round of applause from the Latino gang.

"My, my! Cummin' right in my backyard in front of my vatos." D-Rod taunted me. "Cummin' before any of my vatos! Dat makes ya what, lil hussy?"

"It makes me a slut and a whore, sir." I replied, flushing scarlet. "A slut for cumming in public and a whore for enjoying the attention from your buddies."

Shame gnawed away at me while I admitted being a slutty whore. D-Rod and his buddies were degrading and mistreating me. But instead of preserving my pride and honor, I had reached an orgasm! I had cum like a true slut right in front of them!

"Yeah, a big titted attention whore! Dat's exactly what cha're." D-Rod reveled in my admission.

"Think dat biatch proved she's la más puta del barrio! The biggest hoe in da hood. Hehehe!" Garza joked. "Don't cha agree?"

All the other guys joined in, having a laugh at my expense. They all started chanting 'La más puta del barrio' in chorus.

"C'mon, fuckdoll!" D-Rod ordered when their laughter receded. "Act like a proper hoe and thank my vatos for all dat attention."

After my orgasm, the fog that had clouded my brain was lifting. So I was more motivated by the chance to get another pic deleted than saying thank you with my fuckholes. I didn't object, though, and got up onto my feet. My skin was glistening wetly in the setting sun when I walked up to the three Latin gangsters.

By now, they were all sitting on the back patio with their dicks out. The moment, I stepped in front of them bare naked, loud music started playing. D-Rod had switched on their boombox and loud Hip Hop music filled the air.

"C'mon Miss Tease!" D-Rod called out to me. "Show my vatos ya deserve dat nickname!"

His request got me into motion. After the whole car wash ordeal, I easily slipped into a proud and sassy posture. I began parading up and down in front of these three intimidating Latino gangsters. I strutted my stuff placing one golden high heel directly in front of the other with my tits out and head up.

Eventually, I stopped facing Lucho. I swayed my hips from side to side in rhythm with the beat. Moving my 'bubble butt' in sexy circles, I mentally visualized a figure of eight and let my hips follow. I turned around and did the same sexy move with my 'moneymaker' facing the musclehead. Once again, I let my hips follow the shape of an imaginary eight. I pushed my 'booty' out until my ass cheeks almost touched him, only to turn back around before it happened.

Facing him again, I splayed my legs and stepped over his lap. I began bucking my hips while slowly bending my knees. Just before my bare pussy touched his black baggy shorts, I straightened up. Then I cupped my big, round juggs and pushed them into his face letting him feel my soft titflesh.

The moment, he reached up to get a touch of my boobs, I straightened and stepped away. Walking over to Garza, Lucho gave my ass a slap that made my butt shake.

"Da biatch got 'em stripper moves down fo' sure!" The musclehead exclaimed. "Miss Tease is da perfect name for dat hot coug!"

I didn't know if I should be proud or grossed out by his observation that I got good stripper skills. Anyways, I repeated the sexy striptease for Garza and Flaco. With each guy, my moves got smoother and my attitude sassier. Lucho had been right. I felt like a stripper teasing these guys like a pro. I felt so cheap and easy but also so naughty! The powerful business exec willingly reducing herself to a stripper for some rude, young gangbangers to get her hands on some career-threatening pics. I knew that it was a necessary evil, but it still left a bad taste in my mouth.

After fueling each Latino's lust to the peak, I was back in front of Lucho. I looked at his long, hard cock. His size was impressive. Shit! It made my mouth drool. My slutty display had reawaken my lust. It was embarrassing how much I wanted his hard shaft inside of me. It was embarrassing how desperately I wanted to cum again.