The phone call was from an unlisted number, and Jackson almost didn’t answer it.
Then when he did, and there was the unmistakeable momentary silence of being connected to a call centre, he almost hung up immediately.
But he stayed on the line, curious as to the exact nature of the contact. A scam? A survey? A sales call?
A smooth, female voice with an American accent came down the line.
“Hello, sir, I’m calling from True Nature Solutions, and I’m wondering if you have a few minutes to assist in the degradation and enslavement of women.”
Jackson already had his mouth open to say that he wasn’t interested when his brain processed what he had just heard.
“Excuse me,” he said. “I’m sorry, I’m not sure I heard that. Can you say it again?”
“Of course, sir,” said the woman. “My name’s Brandi, and I’m calling from True Nature Solutions. We’re a not-for-profit organisation dedicated to the degradation and enslavement of women, and I’m wondering if you have a few minutes to assist us.”
“The degradation and enslavement of women?” repeated Jackson. He knew he must sound stupid. This couldn’t be for real – and yet, his cock was hardening at the bizarreness of the suggestion.
“That’s right, sir,” said Brandi. “True Nature Solutions believe women are ridiculous fuckpuppets who deserve to be humiliated and enslaved. What we do is call random men like yourself, and ask whether you have any humiliating information you want to share about any woman, elsewhere. You can just describe women you know as sluts and pigs, if you want, and we’ll make sure those insults appear anonymously under internet searches for their name. Or if you have intimate nude photos, you can provide them to our email address. Or if you have secrets they’d be humiliated by, you can share them with us, and we’ll put them to good use.”
“You want me to just – I don’t know, slander women I know?” asked Jackson.
“That’s right, sir,” said Brandi. “Any woman. Provide as much information about her as you know, but it’s sufficient to say something like ‘the checkout girl at my local supermarket has the oversized tits of a cow’, and we’ll make sure that it’s seen by someone who knows her.”
She paused, and then continued, “It may interest you to know, sir, that I’m working here unwillingly. I’m completely naked right now, as are all the other sluts on the call centre floor. A man who knew me – I’m not sure who – shared some information about me that would put me in jail if the police knew, and so I agreed to work here naked, for free, and swallow my supervisor’s cum whenever he wants to fuck my face.”
“You’re literally a slave?” asked Jackson, incredulous.
“That’s right, sir,” said Brandi. “My first task upon joining the organisation was to phone every man I knew and invite them to fuck me whenever they wanted, so that whichever man dobbed me in would be appropriately rewarded. If your information results in enslaving a woman, you can expect to get a call like that from her too.”
Jackson tried to think. “Well, uh… I work at Rigfield Consulting, and there’s a woman there, Sharon Brenn, who’s a complete cocktease who deserves to be raped. I think she goes without panties sometimes – I don’t know…”
“That’s all right, sir,” said Brandi. “We keep it on file and it’s possible another man will corroborate it later.”
“And there’s an executive there, Regina Worth,” continued Jackson, “and I think she’s embezzling money from her petty cash allocation. She’s got huge tits and she looks more like a stripper than an executive…”
“That’s excellent, sir,” said Brandi. “If it’s okay, we’ll send you a follow-up later to get more specific details of that?”
“Yes, absolutely,” said Jackson. “Oh, and there’s a lesbian in my team called Yvette Cole, but she’s not really a lesbian because she sucks her boss’ cock every morning to keep her job, and she’s sucking off his boss, too, to get a promotion.” This was completely a lie, but he thought of pretty Yvette reading it online and being humiliated by it, and his cock got even harder.
“Anything else?” asked Brandi.
Jackson thought. “Well, my step-sister, Alison…” he said, and paused.
“Yes?” asked Brandi.
“Well, she was in a car accident and she sued for compensation for her injuries, and got a couple of million dollars,” said Jackson. “Only she wasn’t really injured at all – she lied her ass off, and boasted about it to her family.”
“That’s perfect sir,” said Brandi. “We’ll make sure she gets what’s coming to her.”
Jackson thought of his pretty, big-titted cunt of a stepsister being forced to give up her career to work for nothing, naked, in some degrading call centre. He thought of her being forced to phone him, and invite him to fuck her, again and again.
He liked it.
“Oh,” he added. “And I think I still have some naked photos and video of my last ex-girlfriend. She was a bitch, I may as well share that with you too.”
“Of course, sir,” said Brandi, and provided him with an email address to send them to.
Then she continued, “Will that be all, sir?”
“I think that’s all I’ve got, Brandi,” said Jackson.
“Thank you for helping to enslave more stupid sluts like myself, sir,” said Brandi. “We deserve it. Before you go, my supervisor will be whipping my stupid whore tits with a leather belt after this call. How hard do you think he should punish me, on a scale from 1 to 10, sir?”
Jackson thought. “Well, you’ve been submissive and courteous, Brandi,” he said. “But you *are* a stupid cunt. So I think about an eight would be appropriate.”
Brandi’s voice trembled with momentary fear and anticipated pain as she replied. “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”
“No, thank *you*, Brandi,” said Jackson. “Enjoy your tit whipping.”
And he hung up.
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It took five days for him to get a call from his step-sister, her voice humiliated and tearful as she invited him over to her house to rape her. And the next day he got a similar call from Regina, the embezzling executive at his company, making him a similar offer.
Random phone calls were very rarely worth the time, he thought to himself, as he sank his cock into his step-sister’s dubiously-consenting pussy – but just occasionally, they were worth every second.
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I assume “intimidate” was supposed to be “intimate”.
Fixed, thank you!