Merciless

Brittany was furious. Her plan for some entertainment had failed and she had lost her personal secretary. Not to mention that she was also out 20 grand. Brittany had been fuming for a few days now as she had tried to figure out who to take her frustrations out on. Luckily Brittany had figured out just who she could torment. Brittany pulled out her phone and called up Trixie the one who had ruined all her fun.

"Hey Trixie, This is Brittany Luvve. I want you to come to my apartment so i can talk with you about a few things." Brittany would try to make herself some all calm and collected as she hoped that Trixie would answer her call.

Trixie was... Skating around the city and avoiding Brittany Luuve. Honestly nothing was more embarrassing than her loss to the pink haired Secretary but she didn't count on the bitch actually fighting her!

"Man." Trixie sighed, trying to think of something she could do about MAYBE getting another chance when her cellphone went off, she didn't know who it was but she answered it anyway and chills ran down her spine right away.

"M-Ms. Brittany!" She said as she got her orders, the girl agreed fearfully and skated her way towards Brittany's place.... Slowly... Carefully knocking on the door after admiring the rich, gaudy pad that Brittany had. A Rich place that Trixie could never hope to have.

Without any further delay and a lump in her throat, Trixie knocked.

Brittany heard the knock on her door and a smile spread across her lips. Brittany would open the door wearing a pair of skintight jeans and a top the clung tightly to her chest while revealing her stomach. Brittany would look at Trixie before calmly inviting the girl in. "Come on in Trixie. WE have much to talk about." Brittany would say as she would close the door behind Trixie.

Brittany would just watch her guest waiting to see just how nervous Trixie was. Trixie had cost Brittany a lot of money and now Brittany was going to watch Trixie squirm. "Can i get you a drink?" Brittany would say calmly hoping to throw Trixie off with just how friendly she was being.

Brittany opened the door and Trixie swallowed hard as the busty and curvy champ opened the door to the apartment and invited her inside. "Kay." She said simply before stepping inside, feeling her heart race as the door shut behind her and she saw the expensive pad that Brittany had.

"...I'm too young to drink. I'm only eighteen. " Trixie said with a bit of snort of attitude.

Brittany heard Trixie's attitude and Brittany just kept her smile. "I am sure i have some juice for kids like you." Brittany would say as she would go to a mini fridge and grab of bottle of grape juice. "Sit down. We have a lot to talk about." Brittany would say as she would pout Trixie a glass of juice.

Brittany would then hand Trixie her glass before sitting next to Trixie. "So, you have a lot to answer for but before we get to that i have a proposition for you. I need a new manager/secretary." Brittany would say as she would reach forward to trace her finger along Trixie's shoulder. "And you are going to take the job. Or else!" Brittany would emphasize by squeezing Trixie's shoulder. "Isn't that wonderful?" Brittany would say as she would flash Trixie a wicked grin.

Trixie's cheeks puffed as she heard Brittany's comment, narrowing her eyes at the champ's mocking gesture before she brought out the juice. Trixie simply huffed and sat down with her arms crossed, eventually taking the juice despite her better judgement.

"...Not a kid..." She grumbled before taking a sip of juice and hearing Brittany out, her body shoving as she felt the finger along her shoulder before her eyes suddenly widened as Brittany got to the point! "O-Or... Else?" Trixie muttered quietly before her shoulder was squeezed, sending chills down her spine.

"B-B-BUT Ms. Luuve! I thought you had a manager! I-I'm not even close to... Qualified! I never finished high school!" Cried the young girl who was quite intimidated by the older woman who had taken control.

Brittany wouldn't let go of Trixie's shoulder as the girl seemed to refuse her offer. "You seem to think you have a choice in this matter." Brittany would say as her eyes would stare at Trixie. "My last manager has become indisposed and i am looking for a new one. Do you want the job or not?" Brittany would say knowing that Trixie would say yes if she valued her future career.

"If your lucky i may even train you." Brittany would say to sweeten the deal.

Trixie felt uncomfy. Brittany had a strong grip on her shoulder and that wasn't even the worse part. Chills went further down her spine as her freedom was thrown out the window, forcing her to look up at the champ with timid eyes.

"I-I like having a choice you know!" Trixie argued as she glared at Brittany while still being fearful, trying to make sure she didn't say anything stupid. But still, the prospect of being trained sounded pretty awesome. To be trained by the champ? She'd be stupid to turn this down.

"...Will you pay me?" She finally asked.

Brittany would finally let go of Trixie's shoulder when the girl seemed to agree to her demands. "OF course i will pay you." Brittany would say before grabbing a drink for herself. "So will you accept my offer. I won't say it will be easy. You will be my manager and that is not something to take lightly." Brittany would say before sitting next to Trixie. "Of course there are other perks to being my manager." Brittany would say as she sat next to Trixie.

Relief came to Trixie when Brittany let go of her shoulder and instead got a drink and then told her the deal.

"W-What the hell! First you tell me to be your manager and then tell me it's not going to be easy after saying I don't have a choice!? What kind of crap is that!!" Trixie argued as she scooted away from Brittany with a red face. She just discovered she liked girls and Brittany sitting next to her made her blush. This busty woman with a perfect face and long blonde hair.

"...But... What exactly are the perks?" She asked curiously.