Futa Dragons Pt. 08

Nonetheless his spirits had been lifted. The silent war against the Privileged was about to become a whole lot noisier. His fingers flew over his computer workstation as he began organising troop movements. Thuel, he decided in his mind, was going to be one hell of a firestorm!

*****

Before she could tackle Thuel and its rotten core Fiona had to route the corruption that was beginning to pervade the headquarters on Thallix II. She returned to her office and contemplated her next steps. Brianna was worried. Her normally bubbly boss and new friend was quiet, too quiet. She tried to get Fiona to talk to her but the lovely woman simply waved her away and told her that she was in the midst of something.

Brianna sat forlornly at her desk. Jemma was on a break, ordered to stay away from the office by Fiona. This left the little secretary with absolutely nothing to do and she was now very bored but also worried. In a little bit of spite she played with the Futanari doll from her desk, flicking the dangling appendage back and forth in her slim fingers.

Fiona sensed the worry and disquiet within her new secretary. She had already told Jemma that Brianna was now working for her. There had been no objections to the arrangement by the pretty programmer. "Whatever you need, Fiona," was Jemma's reply as she lay naked and sweating on her bed after Fiona had eagerly and thoroughly fucked her before rushing off to work.

I am not being fair to her, she thought to herself. She pressed the intercom on her desk. "Brianna can you come here, please."

Brianna shyly entered her boss' office. Something about the tone of the request set her on alert. Fiona was troubled and that may not be the best news for her.

"Brianna I am going to start a war," was Fiona's opening statement as she bade the little secretary to take a seat. Despite the cold mask of her face she found she could not help but admire the sexy form of her workmate. For a moment she stared at the long length of leg that showed under Brianna's split skirt and the softly rounded breasts of the woman as she sat. Brianna's breasts were plump little balls that stood proudly on her chest and Fiona was sure that the woman did not need a bra to hold them in position. After her opening statement she waited for a reaction as she stared into the twinkling blue eyes.

"You are afraid that I might be a casualty of that war, Miss CEO?" Brianna asked softly.

"No," Fiona replied with a small laugh. "A paper war, at least for now. Thuel may be a different story but I do not expect you to be with me when that occurs."

"I want to be beside you, Fiona," the young woman said passionately. "I know you think I am just a piece of eye candy but I am as tough as anyone. I went to military training here and I know how to defend myself."

"Oh no you don't!" Fiona said harshly. "I have seen the results of the military training here. I love a man who can become a killing machine because of that place. I have no need to have another one beside me. I will already have thousands of troops to guard my back! I do not want you to be in the firing line!"

"Why? Is it because you think I could not handle -," she began.

Fiona cut her off with a curt wave of her hand. "It is not that! I am sure you could kill a man with your little finger but I will not take the chance that someone may try to get to me via you!"

"They do not know you, Fiona!" Brianna argued.

"No they don't but after tomorrow they will," Fiona promised. "However, they do know you, Brianna. We have spread false rumours and misinformation about you being the CEO. I am not sure, now, that it was such a good idea," Fiona added with a sorrowful look at her lovely secretary.

"What do you want me to do, Miss CEO?" Brianna asked softly.

"Organise a caterer. Lunches, tea, biscuits all the usual for meetings of large groups and smaller ones. Make sure that the big meeting room on the floor below us is capable of seating around sixty beings. Make sure that every manager in this place is informed that they are required to attend a strategy meeting tomorrow at 11:00 am sharp!"

"Already done, Fiona. You asked me to do that yesterday! Now please tell me what is going on?" Brianna demanded. Fiona was simply trying to keep her out of the way. She was determined that she would be with this new boss even if she had to stowaway on her ship when she left.

Fiona blew out her breath. There was no way she was going to get around this feisty little woman. "I have been told that Platten is being used to hide a great deal of illegal activity. Not just the petty embezzlement and greediness of these wankers here but some pretty nasty stuff on Thuel," she began and then filled in her attentive audience with all she had learned from Petik and Austin.

"You forgot something, Fiona," Brianna informed her when she had finished.

"Like what?"

"You are now Platten. You know as well as I do what Platten controls. If you do not want anything of what happens here to get out you can stop it. We control the flow of information out of this world and on to others. Platten controls every satellite, every relay and every distribution hub in the known galaxy," Brianna said calmly.

"By the void, Brianna! You are one crafty little bugger!" Fiona beamed at her secretary and reached for her communicator.

"All the reason you need me by your side," the little woman said under her breath as she rose from the chair and began to leave the room.

Brianna left her boss talking animatedly with firstly Jemma and then Austin. By knock off time Fiona was aglow with excitement. Unexpectedly she hugged the astonished Brianna to her breasts and kissed her soundly. "Go home, Brianna. The war starts tomorrow and we hold the upper hand. They will never see us coming!"

Brianna was astonished! The big blue figure that disappeared into the transporter room looked nothing like the woman she had left in her office planning and scheming with the head of security and the most talented system's administrator in the known galaxy.

As she lay in her bed that night Brianna squirmed and thrashed in her sheets. Sweat glistened on her naked body as she furiously pummelled her wet and swollen sex with the large blue dildo she had not used for months. Fiona's kiss and hot embrace still fresh in her mind as she squealed out her pleasure as orgasm after orgasm racked her small body. "Oh, fuck!" she panted. "If you do not find a way to fuck that beautiful Futa soon, Brianna you are going to have to buy more dildos!" Smiling to herself she wickedly planned her next steps even as she drifted into an exhausted sleep.

*****

George had arrived earlier than planned. Managing to complete weeks of course work early due to the absence of his playmate. Having the flat to himself he had worked hard to give himself some extra credits and succeeded in his quest to return home a few weeks earlier than expected. He was surprised when two naked women waited for him at the transporter room door. He had expected Mabreeze, the butler, to be waiting. His cock lurched as the two stood there with bright eyes and hard nipples. His eyes opened even wider when Fiona's bald cunt had no large cock covering it. She was extremely wet and the large clit that dominated the top of her pussy was almost bursting in anticipation.

"Clothes, off!" they demanded in unison.

His cock was swollen but not hard and straight in his pants as they stripped him quickly after deciding that he was taking too long to do it himself. The chain linking his cock and balls was unlocked and discarded after Fiona heatedly whispered to his cock. George had not caught what she had said. Her hand pulling him firmly to lock his ridges was so nice. His Aunt's hot mouth wrapped around his large cock head caused him to groan in pleasure as Fiona's mouth fastened to his swollen teats.

He blew in Jemma's mouth within a few minutes. She gobbled his cock and ensured he was empty before they led him quickly to Jemma's bedroom. For the entire evening he was treated to pussy, trench and arses for his choice of scabbards. He had questioned his lovely fiancé on her lack of cock but she had simply grinned and suggested that he might need to get used to no big cock to play with for a while. George had almost pouted but the appearance of Jemma with a thick yellow strap-on fastened around her hips drove his worries out the window as she proceeded to give him a long hard fuck in his slutty man pussy. He was exhausted the next morning when he awoke to find only his lovely Aunt in the big bed.

"Where is she, Aunt Jemma?" he had asked of the cuddly woman as they lay listening to the sounds of the big mansion waking up.

"Off to save our company, George," the woman had replied softly. "It seems that a few things have gone awry over the past twelve cycles and certain people within our organisation have taken a few too many liberties in building their own little empires."

"Oh dear," said George in mock dismay, "our Futa woman is going to start shafting a few more arseholes!" The two of them laughed so hard they could barely roll off their big bed and get ready for breakfast. Fiona had banned them from the office on Thallix II for the next ten-day.

*****

Fiona had organised a meeting with several departmental managers to begin early morning. Arriving very early she was surprised to see a bright and bubbly Brianna already waiting for her. She cursed Jemma light heartedly for informing her secretary of her early start. Fiona had gone directly into Jemma's office and unpacked her tablets and expanding file of documents. She popped her head back out and asked Brianna to organise a pot of tea and heaps of biscuits.

Once that was done she sat with the bubbly blonde and asked her about several women in the Commercial Relationship group. Brianna knew them but not very well. However, Fiona had cajoled her into revealing what she did know. During their visits of the company headquarters on the four major planetary systems the two had fallen into an easy relationship. Brianna had been instrumental in setting bets with the curly haired woman about things she would find on each planet. So far the bets had been trivial things, who bought coffee or what dress they would wear to dinner. Some of the payoffs had set Brianna's heart racing and caused her some very sexy embarrassment.

"I'll bet my bra against yours that Melissa picks up the strategic plan folder before the others," Brianna had said with a slightly red face.

"You're on, baby!" Fiona had wickedly grinned, "But I reckon Gail is the one!"

Thirty minutes later Fiona had fielded enquiries from two managers whom she had already noted as being unscrupulous and lazy. Both of them had been scheduled to appear in her office for her morning meeting. She surmised that somehow they had either been tipped off or decided that they were in such an untouchable position that they could safely ignore a summons from a heretofore unknown manager who thought she might have some sort of control over them. Summarily she had offered them a severance package or straight out dismissal pending criminal charges.

Despite their bluster and newly found apologies for dismissing her requests she had been scathing in her opinion of them and their ability to manage. Both had opted for the severance packages. The two, both Thuelisians, had grudgingly signed the termination documents when Fiona presented them with her cases for criminal prosecutions, including sexual harassment. She grinned in delight when she received a message from Austin that the two had been picked up and secured in an undisclosed location. No packages would be coming their way. Her war with the Privileged had started and they did not even know it.

She made two more calls and three nervous young female Thallusians sat in her office on the other side of the wide desk. A sign indicating the CEO of Platten Computer Corporation faced them as they sat wondering why they had been called into the big wig's office.

"I suppose you are wondering why you are here?" she asked with no introductions.

All of them nodded. None of them were game to speak. Fiona sighed as she called out to Brianna and asked her to bring in a tray of tea and biscuits. The woman was quick to rush off to get the first of the caterer's offerings from the seldom used lunch room on the almost deserted floor. Smiling widely she placed them on the big coffee table between the four large lounge chairs that took up one side of Jemma Platten's office. As far as Brianna knew no-one had ever sat in them.

She was not surprised when Fiona told her to stay and made her sit in one of the big two seater lounges. Fiona organised the other three women to sit in the others before she rolled out the commander's chair from the other side of Jemma's desk and sat on it to complete a circle of chairs.

"You, you and you," she pointed at the three nervous women. "Gail, Patricia and Melissa are now the new managers of Commercial Relationship Management. Work it out between the three of you what sections you want to take but I have suggestions." She threw a folder onto the table in front of them. After several minutes of shocked hesitation the woman named Gail reached for it first. Fiona beamed. She had picked the woman as being the most aggressive of the three very competent section managers. She would make an ideal department head as she had outlined in the brief the woman was now scanning.

Brianna handed copies to the other two. She gave Fiona a small grin. She had lost her bet as to who would pick the folder up first. It seemed Fiona had a very good understanding of people even if most of that had been gleaned from reading documents on line.

The women had read, harrumphed and argued about several sections of the document. Fiona had remained steadfast in her decisions and told them that it was up to them to make sure it happened. "You have a cycle to turn that department around or you may find yourselves following those two greedy, sexual deviants and incompetent Thuelisians out the door!" she stated finally.

The women left with much excitement and thanks to Fiona. "Now Brianna, I believe you owe me," grinned her new boss.

"Is this harassment?" Brianna grinned back at her.

"Only if you don't like the terms of the bet, little one," Fiona said with a smirk.

"Ok, I agreed and I liked the idea. So when?" the little secretary asked shyly.

"Now, of course," Fiona said with a small giggle.

"But we have a major meeting shortly!" the woman said in an almost panic.

"Just think what it would do for morale," argued Fiona playfully.

"I can see this is going to be totally different to working with Miss Platten," Brianna sighed as she reached under her blouse and unclipped her bra. Two erect nipples pressed hard against her soft corporate uniform top. Fiona grinned as the woman passed her the flimsy garment that had been hiding the small bouncing globes.

Brianna almost gasped aloud as a mini spasm surged through her body. Her plan to seduce her boss was progressing but to have her immediately demand her underwear had been totally unexpected. She had hoped Fiona may have wanted to remove the item when they were a little less rushed for time and perhaps fondled her willing body. She would have soon realised that the little secretary was more than ready to be played with and more.

The meeting room, again one of those seldom used, was crowded. Only three other managers had expressed excuses that they could not attend. Fiona had them escorted from the building by the corporate security offices. They were also on her list of beings to be dismissed. She offered no severance package options. Two of the women had abused company credit cards for far more than they were allowed and what they owed would have consumed their package. The other, a human male, had roundly abused the security team that came to move him on. He had already been locked out to the system and had not had time to remove the links to the illegal betting and fight club sites he had been administering. He was met at the buildings foyer by criminal investigators acting on an anonymous tip.

When Fiona had called Jemma she had her place system restrictions on the list of managers, all throughout Platten Computer Corporation, that she sent her. She was pleased when Brianna gave her a message from the little woman that she had sealed all files, project access and expenditure down to line managers. Effectively Platten's only payment section was payroll and accounting that would be personally scrutinised and authorised by George, Jemma, Fiona or Brianna. There would be shockwaves across the worlds. Fiona was ready for it and had already set her security staff on alert.

Already she had fielded several queries as to why certain payments could not be made. The readymade excuse that the system was undergoing a database rebuild and overdue upgrade had been readily accepted. Fiona had indicated that the system may be out of action for several weeks but the managers should continue to submit vouchers for payment that would be either manually processed or paid once the system was back online. It had caused no concern to any of the managers that had contacted her. Fiona routed the calls to an automated response system that Jemma quickly built and implemented. The lie would hold for the time being. Fiona breathed a little easily when Austin Sprittle informed her that the news had been disseminated very quickly across Platten and easily accepted by even those that were known to be members of the Thuelisian Privileged. It seemed that the Privileged was not working on greed and embezzling funds. Their rewards were obviously being paid in other currency.

Fiona read the small note on her handheld and nodded at the black clad security officer standing at the entrance to the meeting room. She grinned as she watched him gently close the door and stand at relaxed attention in front of it. No-one could leave through him. The other exits led to washrooms and other smaller offices, anyone who tried to run could not escape through them unless they smashed windows and risked a fifty storey fall to the hard concrete.

Fiona stood at a podium erected on the small stage of the large building and looked over the seated members of the corporate headquarters Contract Relationship Maintenance Management. The whole lot of them, to various degrees, were corrupt. Not only because they accepted bribes and kickbacks but because they had not regularly updated and maintained software and hardware that was the essence of Platten's reputation. Of the fifty-eight that sat in the room Fiona would have allowed only nineteen of them to remain. However, she had not yet worked out the staff that had not been so badly influenced by the main players to replace them.

Instead she told them that she would ask each manager, by name and department, to come up on the stage and tell everyone what they had been doing. There was a collective sigh around the room as she made this announcement.

"Fuck all of you!" she yelled over the microphone. "There is not one being among the fucking lot of you greedy, self-centred bastards that I would trust with my corporation!" She emphasised the 'my' with the slamming of her fist on the fragile podium. Brianna winced as she hoped that her new boss did not do that again too many times.

Shocked gasps echoed around the large room as the beings within it took in the heated words of the woman standing in front of them. Brianna could hear the whispers. "Who the hell does she think she is?" "Jumped up secretary yelling at us!" There were others but Brianna glowed with prided as Fiona simply stood at the podium and waited.