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By the (Personnel) Book - Chapter 5
By some aggressive flirting and a little luck, I had succeeded in
pushing by my encounter with Ken Anderson to the next day, but I knew
that the respite was only temporary. The best thing I had going for me
was that the changes forced upon me - the porn star breasts, lips and
other plastic surgery, combined with dramatic makeup and clothing --
had an unintended effect.
To put it crudely, my appearance made men go hard and women get wet.
And people in such a state are surprisingly easy to manipulate.
But it was clear that I had wandered into a bizarre corporate world
where I was expected to give routine sexual favors to any and all
comers in exchange for continued employment, extra money and ill-
defined additional benefits. Still, for all the humiliations I had
endured in recent days, I could not escape the fact that when I looked
in a mirror, I instantly gained a supercharged erection. Or that the
control I now had over men and women alike was intoxicating.
But I left Ellen's office realizing that my life was no longer my own.
I cried on the way home, and just as I shut the car door in front of
my apartment complex, I heard someone behind me.
"Hello, Patti."
"Who is that?"
"Somebody you're about to know very well. I need you to come with me.
Please."
"Why should I do that?"
"It's about your career."
"Oh?"
"I can make things a lot better for you, or a lot worse. And I have
friends. If you'll just come with me to meet them now, I'm sure you'll
be glad you did."
Defeated and exhausted, I gave in.
"I'd love to," I said, with no feeling, my sense of empowerment long
gone.
It was several hours before my latest companion dropped me back off in
front of my apartment complex. I lay in bed crying until 2 a.m.,
realizing that I was in the middle of something I couldn't control
with all the sex appeal in the world. Finally, with the help of an
Ativan, I drifted off to sleep.
Ellen's door was closed when I went into the office the next morning.
Apparently, an early meeting was well under way. After a half hour,
Ellen emerged with Ken, who stopped by my desk.
"Well, sexy, I guess I'll be seeing you in a little while!"
Ellen called me into her office.
"Ken likes you. A lot."
"I noticed."
"He's a good client, and a generous man. You teased him yesterday. I
was impressed. But you have to perform, not just promise. He'll treat
you well. And he's so taken with you that he wants to share his good
fortune with his friends."
"I'm not sure I understand."
"He's hosting a conference of his best customers. Fourteen of them.
They had a day of golf scheduled. It's going to be storming all day.
They've requested that you come and ... entertain them."
"Entertain them."
"Satisfy them. Thoroughly."
"Some people are hard to satisfy."
Ellen walked around from behind her desk and turned me toward a mirror
on her wall. "Look at those lips. Where did you get them?"
"The company bought them for me."
"Yes. They belong to SPS, not to you. They will do what SPS needs them
to do. Let me see your breasts."
She pinched my nipples, giving me an intense orgasm.
"Magnificent, aren't they. And sensitive!"
"Yes ma'am."
"And where did you get them?"
"SPS."
"And whose property are they?"
"The company's."
"So let's see. A customer enjoys the sight of a company asset. He
wonders if perhaps he might touch it. Feel it. Play with it. Would
that be so unfair?"
"No ma'am."
"And those lips. Where do you think a man wants to see those?"
"Do you really want me to say?"
"No. I never want you to say. Now, you have a party to attend, at
noon. Here's the address. Go by the salon first and get your nail
color changed to match your pretty new lips. If you make these men
happy, it could be very good for you."
"How long will I be there?"
"As long as it takes. You don't leave the party until every man there
gets what he wants. Or don't come back. Now, wouldn't you like to go
do your job?"
I smiled wanly. "I'd love to."
I got into my car and drove toward the spa. I screwed up my courage
and determined to show no weakness in this place where the women had
humiliated me so cruelly.
"Damn, girl, you're one hottie!" said Mitzi as she sat me down for my
polish change. As she painted my toenails, Gladys - the woman who had
ridiculed the size of my penis - walked over and just stared at my
cleavage.
"You like it?" I asked.
"Uh, yes, I do."
I stood up and walked up directly to her, my huge lips inches from her
face.
"Nice, aren't they?" I said, thrusting my chest outward. "Why don't
you show us yours? Oh my, did I embarrass you? You don't want to show
those little lemons?" I whispered in her ear: "You're fucking lucky I
don't rip your top down and throw you out in the street. Now get out
of my face, and make sure I never see your ugly face again."
Gladys turned purple with rage and stomped off.
At last, it was almost noon. I held up my hand to see my new nail
color and noticed it was shaking. I had pulled off the facade at the
spa, and if it hadn't been for what was ahead, I would have feared
repercussions. But that was now the least of my worries.
I found the address - a typical suburban home, and rang the doorbell.
My plunging neckline showed virtually all of my breasts. My oversized
nipples protruded prominently through the thin material. My stockings
were trashy fishnet. My cocksucker lips were garishly done in the dark
purple, shining brightly. When I walked in, I intuitively knew that
every dick in the room - eight of them, to be precise - was rock hard.
"Well, what can I do for you boys?" I asked as I flirtatiously patted
one man on the ass and ran my fingers down the front of his shirt. It
didn't come naturally, but I felt I was convincing.
"Boy, Ken, you really got a smokin' one this time," said one of the
men.
Ken took my hand and pulled me into the next room, shutting the door
behind us.
"Now, you little bitch, no more teasing. You're gonna come through.
But don't let anybody see that little dick of yours. It's a turnoff
for most of them. The men in the next room are going to come in one at
a time and lie on that bed. And you're gonna blow every one of them,
and swallow every drop."
He pinched a nipple in each hand. It hurt.
"We've got a couple of guys who may want to spray you. I know who they
are, and I'll let them go last so you'll look good for the rest of us.
Some of the guys may want to go twice. Or three times. If they come
back for seconds or thirds, you do them.. Or you don't want to go back
and face Ellen, I promise you that. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal."
"And I get to go first."
He lowered his trousers and boxers, revealing the erection I'd seen
before. "Come on, bitch. Make me smile."
"I'd love to," I said.
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
# # # # #
The next day, the following story ran on page 1:
PERSONNEL FIRM BUSTED ON SEX, TAX CHARGES
OMAHA (March 12, 2004) -- Specialized Personnel Services, better known
as SPS, was raided Tuesday by an inter-agency task force in a
culmination of a three-month investigation into the firm's use of
sexual favors in exchange for business.
Included in the bust were the FBI, the local vice squad, the state
Department of Human Resources and the Treasury Department.
"We can't tell the whole story, but this has been the most sordid
operation I've seen in 30 years of law enforcement," said FBI Special
Agent in Charge Henry Levy. "Officials of SPS systematically brought
in a series of new employees whose prospects were so limited they were
willing to do anything to hold onto a job. These employees were forced
to provide sexual favors for clients, and the company kept them quiet
by providing them with large bonuses and other benefits. But finally,
one summoned up the courage to seek counseling, and with the help of
her therapist, she came to us," said Levy.
The woman, identified only as "Cindy," had eventually been placed in a
conventional job requiring no sexual favors.
"These people were smart," said Levy. "They knew they could get
someone to cooperate only for so long. Then that person - usually a
woman but one one occasion a transvestite - was allowed to join
management in exchange for her help in recruiting and preparing the
next victim. And I do mean victim, literally, because this person was
subjected to the most degrading form of abuse, including rape," he
said.
Treasury officials said SPS Operations Manager Ellen Pryor was charged
with managing an elaborate kickback system, keeping large amounts of
cash off the company book.
"From what we can tell, the unreported income is roughly twice what
the company has been reporting to the IRS. Ms. Pryor, along with
President Valerie Ensor and Personnel Director Lynn Abbott, have been
charged individually with a total of 32 counts of tax fraud," said
Levy.
The raid on SPS's offices was timed to coincide with the beginning of
an encounter in which the current "customer satisfaction manager" was
to be required to provide sexual services to a group of men. Local
vice squad members wired the woman - a transvestite identified as
Patti - and raided the party, arresting the organizer.
# # # # #
"I can't thank you enough," I told Cindy. "I didn't see a way out
until the agents approached me on the way home."
"She knew you were walking into a horrific situation, and we couldn't
prevent it without blowing her cover, so we stepped everything up.
When you agreed to wear a wire, we were able to get Ellen saying what
we'd been trying to prove. We hadn't been able to get that with Cindy,
so it would have been a 'she said/she said' case. Her story was so
shocking, we felt they'd be able to lie their way out of it. When you
wore the wire into the house where the men were waiting, we had a
complete circle," said Levy.
"I wanted to tell you and save you from what you went through, but it
was more important to keep it from ever happening again - to you or
anyone else," said Cindy. "Can you forgive me?"
"Honey, I can't thank you enough. I'm just horrified at what you must
have gone through. How many men did you have to ..."
"No telling. Hundreds. Sometimes it was a dozen or more at once. At
first, nobody would believe me, but they finally agreed to investigate
it," she said. I squeezed her hand.
# # # # #
SEX SLAVE VICTIMS AWARDED $7 MILLION IN PUNITIVE DAMAGES
OMAHA (June 3, 2006) - After more than two years of court fights, the
state Supreme Court has upheld a $7 million damage award to former SPS
employees Patti Davis and Cindy Mason, who were forced to perform
sexual services to secure business and kickbacks for their employer.
Patti Davis, who went public shortly after the 2004 raid on the
company, is a biological male who had been manipulated into posing as
a female, ultimately receiving extensive plastic surgery. Davis, who
chose to continue living as a female, recently co-founded the Center
for Sexual Self-Determination (CSSD), along with Mason, described as
Davis' "life partner."
"I guess a lot of people think we're an odd couple," said Davis, who
has made her flamboyant feminine appearance a trademark, regularly
dressing in clothing with low necklines to emphasize her artificial
breasts.
"Sometimes, something good can come out of evil," she said. "I loved
the power of being a highly sexual, provocative female. I saw that I
can use it to accomplish worthwhile goals, as I realized that both men
and women are highly attracted to me in a sexual way," she said.
However, Davis emphasized that she has chosen to live a monogamous
lifestyle with Mason.
"It's private, between just the two of us. That's our choice. And
that's what the CSSD is about - allowing and even encouraging people
to make choices, without being manipulated or forced. It's not about
being transgendered, straight or gay or whatever. We don't care if
somebody chooses to be a man, a woman, a prostitute or a celibate
priest. It's all good if that's what the person wants. And today's
award will help fund the Center, which has established a nationwide
network of individuals and organizations with similar goals," Davis
said.
Three former executives of SPS are currently serving prison sentences
ranging from 20 to 35 years for crimes related to the scandal. Former
Operations Manager Ellen Pryor was convicted of embezzlement, tax
fraud and conspiracy to aid and abet sexual assault, and she is
serving a 35-year sentence. Former Personnel Director Lynn Abbott is
serving 25 years for fraud and conspiracy to unlawfully detain
individuals. Valerie Ensor is serving 20 years for tax fraud.
# # # # #
SEXUAL FREEDOM PIONEER DEAD AT 78
Special to The New York Times
OMAHA (April 7, 2052) - Patti Davis, the onetime sex slave who became
the nation's foremost advocate for sexual freedom, died Wednesday
after an extended battle with cancer.
"She dressed like a whore, spoke out like a preacher and organized
like a politician. It's a great loss not only for me, but for all who
value sexual self-determination," said Cindy Mason, Davis's longtime
companion. "She never lost her passion for freeing people from sexual
tyranny, and she brought about change throughout the world," she
added.
Throughout her career, Davis called attention to her work through
innovative gimmicks and stunts, the most infamous of which was her
unique "ERP" calling card.
Asked about the ERP, Mason laughed.
"You know, she did that for several years. Because she was so over-
the-top and dressed so provocatively, she constantly had men hitting
on her. But she and I had chosen a mutually monogamous relationship,
and she simply wasn't available. So she had these little packets made
up, with a photo of her in a sexy pose displaying her trademark
cleavage. It also had a small tube of lotion and a card that read,
'Have fun!'" said Mason. "When a guy would flirt with her, she'd hand
him her Emergency Relief Packet and point the way to the nearest men's
room. She used to joke that while she never had sex with men,
thousands of men had sex with her," she said.
But regardless of her methods, her life purpose remained the same: to
fight for the rights of individuals to choose their own sexual
destiny. Her efforts eventually led to the federal Sexual Self-
Determination Act, which made it a crime to discriminate based on
sexual choice of any kind.
"At last, people can follow their hearts. Fifty years ago, anybody who
chose to undergo a sex change was committing career suicide. Cindy and
I were raped and denied the right to choose, but millions of others
are raped and denied in more subtle ways," she often said. "I hope
we've made a difference for those people."
THE END
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