Decor Ch. 07

Roman's eyes lit up. Ashley shoved the purse back in his hands. She unbuttoned her shirt revealing a Sexie Bra.

"My body and image can be used for all your marketing. There is a portion of my fan base that will immediately come over and then the rest is a battle of marketing and PR, which." Ashley motioned to the models." You clearly need."

"Riveting speech." Roman said. "But why work with devil?"

"I would expect nothing less of what you did, but the company I built from the ground up, tossed me out like I was some washed up fashion icon that was losing them business." Ashley said. "Well they're going to watch me tear it down, piece by piece until there's nothing left. Quite frankly I'm only using you because you have the resources."

Roman was delighted. His hands dropped to the side holding her purse.

"Well, you had me at the slap. While we're on the topic of new business opportunities, I just had an interesting proposition. Care to advise?" Roman said.

***

Mr. Lawson locked the office doors and staggered to his desk. His company was not going down because his mistakes and that meant sacrifices. He dialed the department head of Research and Development.

"Hello Mr. Lawson, what can I do for you." Said Michael.

"I need you to destroy all unaware prototypes." Mr. Lawson said.

There was a long pause.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I think I misheard, can you repeat that?"

Mr. Lawson expected some push back.

"Michael."

"Yes."

"We are no longer creating an unaware device. Before their mere existence gets leaked, I need you to destroy. I repeat, I need you to DESTROY them." Mr Lawson said, emphasizing his instructions.

Another pause.

"Sir... I think."

"Michael, the amount of time you wasted is equivalent to the money I wasted. Don't let the sunk cost fallacy cloud your judgment. It's an aggressive product walking a fine line of encouraging criminal activity. We're done with it. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes, sir. I'll personally take care of it."

Mr. Lawson clicked off the phone and leaned back in his chair. It was done. He opened the bottom draw and grabbed a small cylinder device made in the same vain as one of his favorite sci-fi movies. He gingerly walked around the office using the device on each model. First there was Macy, then Daisy, followed by Chelsey and finally Katerina. Her beautiful face seemed more blank now that she was unaware. Mr. Lawson picked up Macy and gently placed her in the storage closet with the rest of the his models before using the device on them too. Daisy and Chesley shortly followed as their beautiful bodies piled together on the storage closet floor. As far as he was concerned, they were just objects for the time being. They wouldn't remember anything. He closed the closet and turned his attentions to the blond beauty behind his desk. If he was going to destroy his prized possession, he wanted something in return.

He stared at Katerina, captivated by her beauty. She always looked perfect and he knew that was part of her personality. To always be the best representation of herself. Mr. Lawson never gave input on what she was wearing or how she should pose. She took the initiative and did it on her own. He was never disappointed.

He brushed a loose strand of blond hair behind her ear and moved in to kiss her luscious lips. His hands went to work groping her chest through her fancy cocktail dress. The wetness of her lips urged Mr. Lawson on. Staring at her day after day in her sexy outfits and her blank stare, it was impossible not to fantasize. He ripped the dress down revealing her lingerie. Even underneath her style and fashion intelligence shone brightly.

Mr. Lawson stepped back. The frozen blond stared back. No one would ever know. With the amount he drank, he may not even remember. He lowered her to her knees and made sure she was stable. His cock was in his hand in a matter of seconds. He pried her mouth wide open and slid it in. Slowly he used her head to work it back and forth. The speed gradually picked up as he heard the sounds of her gagging. This is not where he wanted it to end and he pulled out his still rock hard cock. Pre-cum drooled form her wide open mouth.

Katerina was gently placed on her back. Her legs were spread and Mr. Lawson was ready. It was months in the making, but he knew one day he would succumb to the urge to fuck the human Barbie doll that graced his office every day. He grabbed both her legs and spread them wide slowly inching closer... but his smart watch vibrated. He left her legs wide open and stood up. It was Natasha. He had forgotten that he slipped his number to her.

He looked at the naked doll before him and back at his phone vibrating on his desk.

***

Cali flipped through the new fashion magazine desperately looking for her next line that would go viral.

"Knock Knock."

Rick walked in without invitation wearing an expensive suit and carrying an even more expensive briefcase.

"Not interested, Rick." Cali said without looking.

"But you haven't even heard my pitch."

"Unless it involves restoring the chaos your company just unleashed on my main brand, then like I said, not interested."

Rick sat down on the chair next to her.

"Winter's Women is so last year. I think it's time you move on to the only player in town."

Cali closed her magazine.

"Sexie? No way we're going to support that company."

"What if I told you that Ashley Winters was joining them."

"I'd say you're full of shit."

Rick opened his briefcase and took out a stack of bound paper.

"This is a contract to have a mannequin modeling show sponsored by Sexie and Lawson Corporation. We're just looking for a lucky vendor to hold it."

Cali looked at the contract. It was signed by Rick Lawson Sr., Roman Fawkes and Ashley Winters. The projected revenue was more profit than her store would make in 3 months especially if Winter's Women was going through changes.

"You weren't my first choice. But this place is huge." Rick said. "And I think your company has the most promise to grow and maintain mannequin models."

Cali picked up the pen still skeptical of dealing with Rick. It's not that he operated in bad faith, it was simpler than that. He was a selfish asshole who only looked out for himself. Cali dated him briefly and although the sex was amazing, dealing with him beyond that wasn't worth the trouble.

"What's the catch?"

Rick pulled out a skimpy thong and the words 'SEXIE' forming a bikini with part of the 'S' and last 'E' covering the nipples. It was hardly a bikini, but it covered what needed to be covered.

"In solidarity with our brand, we require the owner to be on display in this. We're not making you cut ties with Winter's Women, you are still welcome to sell their clothing, that's if they'll still want to." Rick said. "We need a home base and this show will be the start of a beautiful partnership."

Cali picked up the bikini and thong. It would barely contain her, and she could tell Rick was enjoying every minute of this. He probably suggested the idea himself just to make sure she knew who was boss.

"And where would I be wearing this ridiculous outfit?"

"Just outside your store in a glass display case. You'll be the first beautiful object people see."

Cali twirled the pen around her fingers. The last time she was frozen, she was used as a desert dish at Decor. It was a fun night and she had planned to go back, but never had the time. She had no problem showing off her body. It's why she invested so much in plastic surgery, but she still wanted to maintain her professional image. This was her store and being put on display outside of it in a brand she didn't currently carry could cause confusion among her customers. It would look exactly like what it was: selling out.

"I can't." Cali put the pen down.

Rick handed Cali an envelope from his briefcase.

"Would an upfront signing bonus change your mind?"

Cali opened the envelope and looked back at Rick, her eyes wide in surprise.

"I take that as a yes?" Rick asked.

***

Kara spent most of the week in a sour mood. Not only did Rick gain the upper hand, but she hadn't talked to her sister since the party. She was waiting for an apology from Jenny, but one never came. It was the bare minimum Kara wanted and she wasn't going to make the first move until that happened.

Kara kicked her heels off and threw her top on the floor. On the bed was a beautiful new blue dress. Kara looked around, but there was no indication what it was for. She held it up to her body. It was a perfect fit.

"You'll look gorgeous in that." Paul said from the doorway.

"You bought this for me?" Kara said. "This looks so expensive."

"You've been stressing out a lot lately, I figured you needed a pick-me-up."

Paul walked over and pulled her in for a hug.

"But why the dress?"

"I thought you could wear it to the mannequin show."

"Rick's mannequin show? Why would I go to that?"

"He showed up and ruined your event, you should do the same to his."

Kara didn't like the idea. The less she had to do with Rick the better. The only thing she could hope for was for him to fail significantly.

"I thought you wanted me to have nothing to do with him." Kara said.

Paul put his hands in his pocket and gave her an innocent smile.

"Look I was just as stressed as you, I didn't mean to suggest..."

"An affair." Kara said.

Paul nodded. "I'm sorry."

Kara felt relieved. The last thing she wanted was to lose Paul because of Rick. She walked over and kissed him deeply as she held the dress over her shoulder, draping it down her back. They looked into each other's eyes with renewed sense of happiness. Kara swung the dress around and admired it.

"Let's just go for like 30 minutes, see what the competition is all about." Paul suggested. "You may even draw eyes away from the displays in that hot little piece."

The dress was beautiful and Paul was right. If Rick crashed her party, it was only fair that she crashed his.

"It's a date." Kara said.

***

Cali stood with her hands on her hips leaning slightly to one side with the 'SEXIE' bikini not covering her nipples and her thong swallowed by her ass in a display case which was being closely monitored by a few security guards.

"They should have just had her naked." Natasha said. "Gosh, what do these models get paid to wear an outfit like that."

"That's the store owner." Mr. Lawson said. "And she's getting paid quite handsomely for this."

"Was this your idea?" Natasha teased.

"No, but if you want, I can order you one of those for later." Mr. Lawson winked.

Natasha shoved him playfully. Mr. Lawson didn't know what to expect, and it came as a huge relief that Natasha was getting all his jokes. Sometimes a comment like that went over the girl's head and they went on a tangent about not being required to put out. But Natasha was older. She knew the song and dance of love and she also seemed happy to have a partner to tango with.

"I'm glad you came." Natasha said.

Mr. Lawson nodded politely as he walked side by side with her.

"I'm glad you called. Made me really step back and think about my work."

"What about it?"

"My legacy. How I wanted to be remembered."

"And how's that?"

"Still a work in progress." Mr. Lawson said honestly.

He opened the door to A Woman's Touch and motioned Natasha through first. There was already a large crowd and many displays of women on podiums in various stages of undress donning new outfits from the wide range of Sexie clothing lines. Mr. Lawson was ecstatic that Ashley was able to put her differences aside with Roman and work together.

He saw Ashley and Roman setting up another model and approached them as Natasha left for a washroom break.

"I see the hatchet has been buried." Mr. Lawson said.

Ashley scoffed at him. Roman shook his hand and then guided him away so Ashley could work uninterrupted.

"For now. Until I find out what she has up her sleeve." Roman said.

"You know I was ready to come sock you in the face for disrupting my business like that. We've always operated on cooperative terms."

Roman sipped his Old Fashion to suppress a laugh. "My main competitor was gift wrapped like a doll. You think I'm going to say no to that offer?"

"What do you mean offer? Didn't you set that up?" Mr. Lawson asked.

"Someone approached me about it."

"Someone from her company?"

Roman shook his head. "Don't tell her that, but no it was someone completely unrelated."

"And what did they want?" Mr. Lawson asked.

Roman shrugged his shoulders and finished off his Old Fashion. He placed it on the tray of the waiter passing by.

"Nothing. I figured it was someone who hated Winter's Women. Bet they're happy now." Roman flashed his trademark grin.

His watch buzzed and he grabbed his phone from his pocket.

"I have to take this. I'll see you around, Ricky boy."

When he talked with Ashley, she was convinced Samantha was behind it. A third party meant there was an ulterior motive. That also meant his business was now involved. Destroying the unaware device was one skeleton gone, but how long before the others were discovered. Some couldn't be destroyed, only hidden. And if someone was poking around, they were bound to find them. Unless he found them first.

"You all right, Rick." Natasha said.

Mr. Lawson snapped back to reality.

"Perfect. Shall we?" Mr. Lawson held his arm out.

Natasha smiled and linked arms as they walked towards the main display area.

***

Each step through the store was a further disappointment for Kara. The place was the busiest she had ever seen a store and there were frozen models everywhere wearing every different piece of Sexie clothing. She would be in awe if it weren't for the implications of a successful mannequin show.

In the main display area there was a shielded podium reserved for one of Rick's top models. She had no idea who it was and she couldn't ask Jenny after their dispute. But if she could find out, maybe she could convince her not to or hide her if she was already frozen.

"Hey look there's Jenny." Paul said.

Jenny was posed in a red Sexie bikini and thong reminiscent of the first time she was posed on her birthday. Although helping Rick earlier was unforgivable, she didn't expect her to not help him mannequin model. Kara stared in the eyes of her frozen sister wishing she could talk and make amends.

"I'm going to the washroom." Paul said.

"Okay, I'll be around here."

Paul left and Kara spotted Lexi down a few podiums. She somehow looked more beautiful than the handful of times Kara saw her in Paul's office. Her feelings were starting to feel personal instead of the usual burst of lust. She didn't want to just have her way sexually with the petite brunette, she wanted to hold and kiss her. In fact she couldn't stop thinking about the kiss Lexi gave her. Aside from Paul she never felt so excited to see someone. She gave Lexi a smile and nod as if to signal that she enjoyed the kiss.

Kara saw a few more familiar models from the office and Decor, and was starting to wonder where Paul went. Towards the washroom she saw Paul and Rick having a heated conversation. She couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but Paul was getting close and aggressive. Kara picked up her pace. Rick brushed Paul off and walked into the employee only section. Paul was never the one for confrontation so she was surprised when Paul rushed after him. Things were about to get ugly. She picked up her pace as fast she could in her heels and entered the door to chase after them.

At the end of the hall she saw a glimpse of Paul before he disappeared around the corner.

"Paul." Kara yelled.

She ran down the hall and turned the corner to another hall with three doors, one on the left, one on the right and one in the center. No doors were labeled but she had heard one slam. The two on each side were locked. She turned the center knob and it opened. The room was pitch black.

"Paul. Are you in here?" Kara said.

She almost tripped as she walked into what felt like a step. She rummaged through her purse for her phone as she walked up each step. She lifted her phone up and before she could turn on the light, her hand stopped moving. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't move anything. Lights turned on and Kara saw her reflection in the mirror standing on a pedestal. The door opened behind her and she saw Rick in the reflection.

"Kara. I'm glad my main event could make it."

Rick grabbed her phone and purse.

"Don't worry, you'll get these back after the show."

He adjusted her into an elegant pose with one hand on her hip and the other slightly down her thy. Her expression was manipulated into a seductive smile.

"Much better."

Kara couldn't believe Rick tricked her again. There were prettier and well known models on the other podiums so it wasn't that he needed her for the main display. He wanted her. To show her what it's going to be like when she now inevitably lost. The only silver lining, if any, was that she would at least retain her dignity with the dress she was wearing. It wasn't about embarrassing her, it was about control. She wondered what it would have been like if she accepted his offer to be Office Decor. Her job would have been relatively easy. Show up, get dressed and pose on all fours for the man she despised the most. She would no longer form new working relationships or contribute new ideas. She would be there for her body only. Her purpose was to improve the morale of the office by being an object workers could derive visual pleasure from. Would that have been so bad?

Now Rick was about to put her on display as a mannequin on a podium advertising the new Sexie dress. Part of her hated the situation, but part of her was in heaven after being frozen again. Frozen and on display for hundreds of different people. There were no sports to distract or meals to distract. She was the main attraction. The mirrors lowered around her and she could see all the guests staring at her sexy body in the Sexie dress.

"There's nothing more beautiful then a woman." Rick said, his voice amplified throughout. "And I couldn't think of a better model to showcase their true beauty."

Rick looked up at Kara and winked. She couldn't tell if he was doing her a favor or if this was a punishment.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. The beautiful Kara." Rick announced.

The crowd clapped at the beautiful display. Kara felt an overwhelming sense of pride. All the doubts and thoughts of being ugly or unattractive washed away. People were applauding her beauty. She cast her bitterness aside and made the conscious effort to enjoy the evening. Enjoy being an object of beauty. Her flawless makeup with a bold red lipstick highlighting her luscious lips, eye shadow outlining her deep blue eyes and a foundation to hide all her minor blemishes, creating the effect of a perfect tan. Her diamond earrings and matching bracelet that sparkled in different angles of light along with her diamond engagement ring all enhanced her visual display. Her extended blue painted nails matching both her outfit and her eyes. And the dress. The perfect dress. Highlighting her curves, her wide hips and spank-able ass with just enough cleavage to showcase her favorite assets. Her heels felt like mini pedestals as she stood tall and proud. All the time and effort she put into herself combining to make her the perfect decoration.

***

Melissa opened her door. She felt a breeze of fresh air gently caress her ear as she shut the door quickly. She didn't feel any different or have any sudden urges. It's as if she was waiting. The calm before the storm. She went to her room and stripped herself, ready to take a shower after a long day.