"The Revenge of the Sack"

By now Julie, the sexpot protagonist of my previous Office Wars stories had screwed and sucked her way to the position of Office Manager at the sales company where we worked. She inherited a staff of ten administrators with which she had a range of relationships with. Most did not like her but knew that as their boss she could decide their wages, their promotion and a host of other things so stayed on her good side. A couple got on well with her. However, one did not get on with her at all. Come to that Lynn tended not to get on with anyone.

Lynn was to put it bluntly, 'rough'. She had obviously had a tough upbringing and life so far. Her CV showed a series of factory jobs before having a child and managing to snag this office job under the previous manager. But she was not well liked in the office for a number of reasons.

She was naturally aggressive and abrasive when speaking to others and had a tendency to slip into the 'common' accent when angry and even, on occasion swear. She was not particularly attractive, although only in her mid-thirties she had obviously lived a hard life, the lines already evident on her face. Lynn also did not do herself any favours, her hair was mess of straggly black hair that seldom seemed to see a comb, she tended to dress in the strangest clothes and had a constant problem with body odour. Taken together these factors meant that few people had much time for her. Plus she seemed to always be in a bad mood.

The other reason the others in the office took against Lynn was that she was always taking days off sick, and usually with the worst, most unbelievable excuses. Everyone else had heard them all and could not believe she kept coming up with them and getting away with it.

Julie waited until late in the day and told Lynn she wanted to see her last thing before she went. So as the rest of the office workers left Lynn trudged into Julie's office and slumped into the chair across from her boss.

"Lynn. I've called you in here because firstly, you are having too many days off and the reasons are not acceptable. Also I am increasingly concerned at your attitude and behaviour in the office it has to improve. Do you understand?"

Lynn just glowered angrily at Julie as she listened to this, which only served to further irritate Julie.

"I said do you understand? I have had enough of you, it better improve or else."

"Or else what you fucking bitch" snapped Lynn, her eyes bulging in anger now, she was ready to explode but Julie didn't seem to realise until too late.

Julie stood up and pointed at her employee and shouted back at her "How dare you speak to me like that you miserable cow, I'll..", she never got to say what she would do as Lynn picked up a cup of coffee off Julie's desk and threw it into Julie's face.

Despite the hot coffee splashing in her face Julie was mad now too and she reached over the desk to swing at Lynn, she missed though, partially blinded as she was by the coffee in her eyes. Lynn avoided the blow and sunk her nails into Julie's beautifully kept mane of brown hair and slammed her face into the hard wooden top of her desk. Both women were out of their chairs now and the fight was surely on.

It was at a glance a mismatch, Lynn was bigger and heavier and an obvious born fighter that had had to battle for everything in life. Julie was a lithe, almost petite young woman with the figure of a model. However, Julie was extremely fit and worked out a lot so that would work in her favour. What certainly didn't work in her favour was that she was dressed in an very smart business suit and tight mini skirt and heels while Lynn had on a baggy jumper and trousers.

Lynn came around the desk now, her anger let loose, she didn't care about her job now or anything else, she only wanted to hurt this cocky little bitch who had been on her case for ages. She picked Julie's stunned head off the desk only to slam it down once more this time with the full weight of her behind it. Julie waved her arms frantically trying to ward off her attacker to no avail and soon found her forehead heading for her desk for a third time, this time smashing into the keys of her keyboard. Lynn jerked Julie's head back viciously by the hair into her chair which toppled over backwards and Julie spilled off it onto the floor unceremoniously.

Julie was dazed and struggled to regain her senses but hardly had time before Lynn stamped down on her chest, purposefully targeting those deliciously curvy breast under her cream blouse. Two stamps and Julie howled in agony but Lynn wasn't listening and once more sank her nails into Julie's hair pulling at it like candyfloss. Faced with Lynn's crotch and a battle she was getting hammered in Julie had no doubts about her next move as she balled up her fist and smashed it into Lynn crotch. It had the desired effect.

The punch was a cracker and found the spot exactly, halting Lynn's violent rampage immediately and leaving her standing, stunned and winded by the blow. Julie did not hang about in following up, slapping her subordinate hard on the face before grabbing her greasy, black hair and pulling her head down while simultaneously driving her knee up and into it. Lynn groaned and fell to the floor in Julie's office where the pretty brunette straddled her and stared into Lynn's hate filled dark eyes.

"You fucking cow I'll sort you out, think you're tough do you?" and saying that once again swarmed her palms down with slaps to her elder foe's cheeks.

Lynn wasn't finished though and managed to ignore the pain to reach up like some king of cinema monster and once again tangle her fingers into Julie's hair and start wrenching with all her might. Which was considerable, she was tugging strands of Julie's brown hair out while Julie tried to scratch Lynn's face. This was turning into a vicious catfight with both ladies determined not to lose. They began rolling around on the carpet of Julie's office and at times both had an advantage over the other, when Lynn was on top she tried to bang her adversaries head back against the floor. Julie meanwhile kept trying to rake her red nails over Lynn's face. They battled for minutes on the floor, Julie's skirt progressively rolling itself up her body until her white panties were clearly showing, and it was the superior weight of Lynn that starting to get a definite advantage.

Eventually Lynn managed to stay on top of Julie's chest and get her knees firmly in place, pinning Julie's body under her and Lynn exploded a hard punch full into Julie's face that momentarily knocked the fight out of her.

"You posing little prick teaser", screamed Lynn incandescent with rage "You won't be so cocky once I've fucked you up bitch" and with that she raked her nails across Julie's cheek, leaving four red scrape marks across both sides. She went to match those marks with ones in the other direction, but before she could Julie managed to stretch her arm to the side, grab a metal hole punch that fallen from her desk in the fight, and bring it up from Lynn's blind side, smashing into the side of her head. Knocking her off and over. Julie struggled to her feet and winced as she felt the scrapes to her face. She hadn't expected this disciplinary meeting to go like this but now she knew there was no way she would let that ugly dog, Lynn best her.

Julie's designer shoes had come off in the tussle and as Lynn lay dazed on the ground Julie slipped her petite feet back inside them.

"All the better for kicking trash with" she stated as she swung and buried a hard kick into Lynn's ribs.
Lynn took the blow and made it to her hands and knees and crawled through the office door out into the shiny, tiled corridor. But Julie followed her and delivered a hard kick to the fat backside crawling in front of her, sending Lynn face first onto the floor. Julie carefully stalked around her downed foe and scanned the area for a weapon to use to finish the fight and spotted a wooden pole with a brass hook used to open the higher windows and marched over to collect it.

Julie hoisted the wooden pole above her head and swung it down at Lynn with venom and it was only the fact that it was longer than she had realised that caused it to miss crashing into Lynn's head. Julie overbalanced from the swing but recovered quickly enough to drop her knee onto Lynn's face and slap her a few times.

A big grin crossed Julie's beautiful face; despite her earlier beating she was enjoying this now, giving this ugly dog a lesson. Lynn thought she was so tough but she wasn't so tough now as she squawked as Julie ground her knee into Lynn's chest and peppered her face with stinging slaps, cursing her with each blow landed.

Lynn managed to roll onto her front but that offered little respite to her as Julie wasted little time in slipping the pole under Lynn's chin and grabbing hold of either side of it and perching herself on the small of Lynn's back Julie pulled back as hard as she could , the wooden bar jamming into Lynn's throat.

"Guess what Bitch" snarled Julie, "Not only are you fired but I'm gonna humiliate you and kick your sorry arse."

The threats and jibes enraged Lynn and she summoned up strength enough to get up onto her hands and knees, Julie keeping hold of the pole and now wrapping her legs around Lynn and hanging onto her as she throttled her. Losing her breath quickly Lynn somehow made it to her feet and smartly reversed as fast as she could, in the process jamming Julie's lower back hard against the edge of one of the desks in the office.

Julie released her hold immediately and cried out feeling her injured spine. Lynn meanwhile was gasping on the carpet trying to get her breath back. They lay there like that for a full minute, both fighters dazed and winded but finally it was Lynn who made it to her feet (albeit unsteadily) first and as Julie barely raised her head from the office floor, Lynn plucked up a metal trash can next to a desk and smashed it into the side of Julie's head with a resounding clang. Julie stayed like that for a moment, almost comically still, stunned from the blow and this allowed Lynn to swing again and this time catch the beautiful sales manager flush on her face, smacking directly onto her perfectly proportioned nose. She collapsed face first onto the office floor and a quickly recovering Lynn smiled cruelly down at her, a million ideas rushing through her head - and none of them good news for poor Julie.

Lynn began by tearing Julie's clothing off as she lay there, taking pleasure in revealing more of the little slut's skin with each pull. Spying a pair of scissors on the desk that she stood next to she took even more pleasure in shredding the designer suit and underwear as she took it off and throwing the strips of Julie's outfit into the bin that had knocked her out. She finished without Julie showing any signs of coming round and as Lynne hovered over her prone body another idea came to her and she wrenched Julie's head up by her brown hair and wasted little time in cutting off big, ugly chunks of Julie's expensive, designer haircut with the scissors. In little time her scalp was a mess of tufts and strands and she knelt unconscious in a pile of her own hair.

Lynn was delighted by the 'style' she had created for her boss and wanted to let Julie see it as soon as possible.

"Come on you little cunt, wake up!" shouted Lynn as she slapped hard down onto Julie's exposed, pert breasts.

The blows seemed to have some affect as Julie gave off a low moan and began slowly moving her arms as if in a dream. This was enough for Lynn and she grabbed what was left of the hair on Julie's head and dragged her by it into the unisex toilets along the corridor from the office, pulling her opponent through the big, blue swing doors.

Lynn balanced Julie upon her knees in front of the large, ceiling high mirror and as Julie slowly regained her senses Lynn sped the process by taking off her belt, doubling it over and cracking it viciously off Julies as cheeks, bringing her round immediately.

For a few seconds Julie was lost, she didn't know where she was or what had happened, then it started coming back to her and she was just getting round to thinking where that cow Lynn was when she glanced her reflection in the mirror. It took her a moment to realise that the messed up reflection was herself - the fiery scratches on her face, some bruises on her naked(?) body and her hair, ruined beyond any salvage.

And then she heard the deep laughter from behind her.

"What's the matter Julie? Don't you like your new haircut? What a pity, I think it suits you."

Enraged Julie spun and lunged at Lynn but she was still groggy from her beating and Lynn wasted no time in delivering a stiff kick to Julie's chest that doubled her over. Figuring how she wanted to finish this battle Lynn reached down and gripped Julie's upper arm to drag her up, as she did Julie mounted all the strength she had left to fire another punch right into Lynn's crotch. It was a bulls eye! Lynn staggered shocked, backwards, she was sure it was over and the bitch had all her fight knocked out of her.

Julie knew she had to act fast and ignoring her pain and humiliation she powered her body up and off the ground, driving her shoulder into Lynn's mid section. Fired up Julie caught hold of her foe's plentiful mess of hair and smashed her face into the hard wooden door of one of the cubicles . Only by Julie holding on to her hair did Lynn not topple inside the cubicle but as the door swung open Julie spied the toilet and wasted no time in plunging Lynn's head deep into the water that lay there.

Julie used her muscular arms to force Lynn's face deeper and deeper then hit the flush and held Lynn right in there as the water exploded around her. Julie finally relented and Lynn knelt there her face halfway in the water as Julie returned to the sinks and picked up the bely Lynn had dropped in Julie's counter attack. By the time she returned to Lynn, the older woman had barely moved, her hair was a sodden mess and Julie had no resistance as she tore off Lynn's wet top and bottoms to reveal the full ugliness of her nudity. Nut Julie was concerned with payback not how Lynn looked and with her bare ass exposed Julie raised up the belt and crashed it down om Lynn five, six, seven times, fury dring her on to more wild blows.

Lynn knelt there and tried to find the strength to get to her knees but couldn't and could only stay there and take the hard blows to her body. At last Julie stopped but it was no respite as Julie curled the leather belt around Lynn's throat and pulled back, apparently wanting to choke her out. In the tight confines of the cubicle Julie struggled to get a good grip on the belt and as she tried to better position her body Lynn reacted by reaching for the toilet brush by the side of the bowl she had so recently been dunked in and swinging it up her front and catching Julie right on her damaged nose. The hard, wet, plastic bristle caught her right on her busted nose and Julie felt a sharp pain in her face that she could not ignore and she dropped the belt and retreated desperately holding her hands to her face.

Lynn somehow found the drive to get her up to her feet and as she saw Julie distracted before her she wasted no time running at her and driving her knee into the exposed back of Julie and she lurched forward and smashed into the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces around them. Again it was Lynn who recovered first and this time as Julie lay atop the smashed glass Lynn slipped the belt through it's buckle and slipped it over Julie's neck and tightened it, so it choked her like a cruel dog leash. Lynn clambered atop Julie's back and as she tightened the belt she also ground Julie's tits and face onto the safety glass until she gasped for mercy from her tormentor.

She received precious little as Julie was rolled over and Lynn took her time slapping Julie's face, nipping and twisting Julie's cut tits and finally smothering Julie under her own flabby breasts.

With Julie barely conscious Lynn retrieved the digital camera the office used and took a series of pictures of Julie first, licking at Lynn's hairy pussy, then her ass, then Lynn holding Julie's head as she licked out each of the urinals and finally, Lynn led Julie back to her office, bent her over her own desk, tied her arms and legs in place, shoved her own knickers in Julie's mouth and rammed the wooden pole that Julie had used on her right up Julie's ass and left her there to be found the next morning as she downloaded the pictures and e-mailed them to the whole company.