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Elena Gryphon Story

“Neo Cassica, 20 years prior from the present.”

“Maybe you should have been more careful with who you conduct business with, Mrs. DeMarco!” 

Elena Gryphon’s father, Cobalt Gryphon, bellowed at the young woman who had the misfortune of standing before Neo Cassica’s financial lifeline with a debt that could not be repaid in full. 

Cobalt was the wealthiest bank tycoon in the history of Neo Cassica, bringing most of his riches in from very coagulated splendors of both legal and illegal means of business. Amassing large amounts of money was the 2nd most crucial object in Cobalt’s life, only standing barely in awe of his view as his precious daughter, Elena. Elena had only her father in her life as her mother, Brenna Cobalt, died of a sudden heart attack when Elena was three years old.

Elena, now 18 years old, watched her father very quietly at work in his corporate office, intent on soaking up as much information as she could with the knowledge that one day she will have the misfortune of being the figurehead for her father’s business holdings. Her father would always bring in delinquent debtors into his wide office, adorned with marble statues of himself. He commissioned some in Italy that include paintings from Van Gogh and Basquiat given as gifts from the prime minister in England and a bookshelf full of literature she’s never seen anyone pull. Elena, standing behind her father’s chair, wore a very fitting business suit and skirt in a deep mauve shade, her pitch-black hair that encapsulates what her father’s genuine soul is, and gifted deep amber eyes that give off the color of decadent honey most thought to be the only remnants of her now lost, but beautiful mother. Her father loved Elena but used her in debt negotiations just to make them look away from him to her soft, caring features just for him to have a reason to get loud, throw the debt-riddled citizen out, and increase their percentage gained on their debts. That was his favorite tactic he used for guaranteed rate hikes to match his fury, but only if the debtor before him was male. 

Jane DeMarco, the woman now begging and pleading in front of Cobalt, his associates, and his daughter, is a young 30-year-old widower whose bank account had been tampered with internally without her knowledge. Cobalt watched this woman conduct business several times in her many weekly visits withdrawing credits from the now-defunct bank account that belonged to her late husband from his many monitor screens in his office. He secretly plotted Jane’s demise from the first day he saw her, imagining the very day she’d have the misfortune to end up in his office at his leisure. His dick throbbed at the very thought of running his hands all over her taught brown body and pulling on her loose curls while being bathed in the neon glow of his office displays. This was his ultimate game plan and has been for many women over the years: Cobalt doesn’t care if you peruse his banking options and many non-refundable transactions; he knew that with money came power, and with power came desire.

“I’m telling you,” Jane pursed, with her face tear-stained and puffy with droplets on her bright yellow sundress, “I did not overdraft that account. It is nigh IMPOSSIBLE to do that, the life insurance company has been submitting the payments every month on the 15th, and I’m the only one who has access to that account! This must be an error on your end and-”

By then, Cobalt had heard just what he wanted to excuse his scripted rage.

“You will not slander this great banking institution with your bouts of mediocre lies. Your account has many withdrawals and transfers, some even reaching what looks to be,” as Cobalt thumbed through his touchscreen tablet of bank credentials, Elena looked on not as a child watching her father’s rage unfurl right in front of her, but as an eager student of her father’s attitude and actions towards the powerless and defenseless laid out before him “Ah yes, it seems we’ve tracked your account funneling money into what appears to be a government official in Titania who’s just had his account seized by the U.N for embezzlement and fraud. That would look damaging, knowing your husband fought that tyranny in the armed forces when he was still alive! The shame on you for aligning yourself with the opposition that took your loved one from you.”

“No, I didn’t! I-” Elena watched what little life Jane came in with, being completely drained from her eyes. She saw the desperation begin to set in and immediately felt a complete fulfillment of jealousy wash over her for her father. It wasn’t fair; Elena longed to see eyes of despair be aimed at her with such intensity as Jane’s were for her father. Yet, she knew her father wholly-owned her and had controlled a narrative that no one in that room believed. Regardless, she was going to witness an event that would change her life from that day.

“I want everyone out! Jane needs to be left alone to rethink her options within our banking institute.” One by one, the few upper management employees that stood by and watched the most abusive power gain with grins quickly fled to the exit of Cobalt’s office. Elena didn’t move from where she stood, still hung up on the emotions that flooded her body as she watched the room empty from several people to just the three of them. “Elena, did you not hear me? Vacate!” barked Cobalt, eager to have his wish granted. Elena hurried to the door and took one last longing look at Jane, desperate to have those eyes view upon her once, before leaving the room and closing it with force, but kept the doorknob twisted she knew it wouldn’t latch. She could finally see her father’s negotiations from the slightly opened door.

“Let’s see how desperate you are. I want you to beg. Beg as if your life depended on it. Oh wait, it does.” Cobalt sheepishly grins as Jane watches him circle her chair at the foot of his wide oak desk like a shark orbiting around its prey. 

“Please-” Jane whimpers in fear. “Please don’t do this.”

“Do what? I’m not sure I hear you right. What am I doing to do?”

“I want….I want you to please not out me as a defector and a national traitor. I can’t prove it, but I did not participate in any illicit affairs! I’m supposed to be taking place as an ambassador of Neo Cassica. I cannot have this smear campaign in front of me. I did not participate in any illegal activity; you know this is true!”

“Not what the camera shows on each ATM visit and online transactions from each IP address you attach to yourself. It’s completely in my say now.”

“Please, I’ll do anything. Just don’t report me. I can’t face that pressure right no-”

By then, Cobalt made his move.

“Show me how much this means to you. Come off the chair and kneel before me. How important is your political future?”

Jane suddenly gasps at the request but obediently follows his command. She got up, silently walks the six steps towards him, and got down onto the floor, kneeling as if to pay tribute. Elena watches with astonishment from the door as she witnesses her father create enough eternal discord to break someone’s will and to rebuild her to his whim. She knew Jane did not come to this bank this afternoon to be subjected like this and that was enough for her to see power at its core. 

Control was the objective she knew she had to obtain at any cost.

But, she was going to see true control firsthand.

“Now, submit to me. Your future is decided on how you relinquish all reign to me. You are nothing without my involvement, and you will denounce yourself before me. Say it.”

“I…denounce myself be-”

“No. I want to hear you grovel instead. I will crush you beneath my heel and go about my day without a second thought about your wellbeing. Do what is necessary to seek an alternative.”

“I…want to devote my life and will to you. Please help me.”

“You cur, you think you deserve my help? So many people have been at this exact spot and have failed to please me just the same. What makes you different?”

“I…can please you—more than anyone. I yearn for your mercy. Please let me please you.”

“And what will you decide to do for me?”

“I will…please allow me to suck your dick, sir. I need you in my mouth; please let me. I will not have it any other way,” Jane said as if she had been taken apart and put back together.

Elena was in indefinite shock. She couldn’t believe that the power her father had waved before Jane would amount to her becoming almost a sexual marinette to be played with at will. She had no experience of seeing power being used as a personal gain as intimate as this, and yet she could realize that she had seen almost like a privilege of consent from Jane to her father. Moreover, Jane had expressed her desire to want to please her father rather than the will she had coming to him in the first place.

“Now, that’ll be a start. You want to work off your debt this way?”

“Yes, please let me please you,” Jane murmured as she began to unbuckle Cobalt’s suit pants and untuck his shirt.

Elena knew she should’ve left right now, if not sooner, but she had that air of jealousy. Her father’s dominant spirit got him his acclaim for the evening, and it was all with a simple flick of the wrist for him. She watched as Jane, now bathed in the fluorescent glow of the many monitors in her father’s office, was now preparing to give her father fellatio. Elena was not there to become a voyeur for her father but to sit in awe as the definition of power was now being demonstrated right before her eyes.

Cobalt sat with his penis erect in front of kneeling Jane as she stared in awe. Cobalt was indeed a larger man, with his veiny, pulsating penis now dangling in front of Jane. She knew that her new objective was to please the most powerful man in the room to avoid financial ruin.

“What are you waiting for? You going to waste more of my time, or are you going to help yourself finally?!” exclaimed Cobalt, with a sly smile on his rough face, his graying goatee meeting into the creases of his lips.

Jane nodded silently and placed her mouth on the tip of Cobalt, moistening the head with her tongue as she began to create suction. She was experienced with the times she’s spent with her husband, and it showed here. After a few seconds, she began sliding more of Cobalt’s penis down into her mouth and slowly working a rhythm from his shaft back to his head, gathering more saliva each round trip. She worked eagerly, spit dripping down onto the alpaca carpet beneath her. This, however, displeased Cobalt despite her efforts.

“That’s how you’re going to change my mind? Are you that inept with the one thing I thought you were good at that I’m going to have to do the work myself?!”

Cobalt then took Jane’s head into his giant palms, unraveling her half-attempt at a hair bun, and forced himself further into Jane’s throat as she began to gargle and gasp for air. Jane, in a frenzy of emotions, grabs onto both of Cobalt’s legs as he begins hammering his giant penis into the back of Jane’s throat, each coursing vein rubbing against the ridges of her mouth. Neither knew that this was being monitored by Cobalt’s daughter, Elena, outside of the office out of sight.

Elena was in a sexual bliss of her own watching this, as she began to be aroused by the sheer fact that power exuded at a neck-breaking speed so fast out of her father that she swore she could see the aura surrounding him, creating embers of sexual energy coursing around him as he made Jane submit more and more to his will. As the moment went on, Elena found that her arousal was taking over her, her body getting weaker and weaker as she couldn’t stand the thrill of being able to witness what she hoped to be one day. She left out small sighs each time her father jabbed Jane’s tonsils with his penis, almost not seeing her father as a physical person but more of a spiritual entity that was power itself.

Jane, still being used by Cobalt, had been given a recess as Cobalt pulled her away from him with so much force she fell further onto the ground beneath him. Jane wondered if she had pleased him enough, while Cobalt himself would only usher her onto the next course for the evening.

“Stand up,” ordered Cobalt, “and face my desk.”

Jane stood up and walked back to his large desk, looking at the mirror-like portraits behind him of his daughter and himself. She wondered if these were taken of the real Cobalt Gryphon from a simpler time, or was the Cobalt in the room always there the entire time next to his daughter? Cobalt walked over and hurriedly raised her ruffled sundress to her shoulders and slid her panties down, with Jane moving her hips to assist him. Cobalt saw this and finally gave Jane the compliment she yearned for.

“I see we’re finally on the same page, my dear. Tell me you want it.”

Jane perked up, realizing the signs that she was pleasing Cobalt. She wanted it never to end.

“Please, give it to me,” she begged, facing the other way resting her elbows on the desk. “I want you to take it!”

Cobalt then took his thick penis and began stuffing it inside Jane’s tight pussy slowly, letting herself accept every inch of him, almost as if he was making an imprint of himself against her walls. Each stroke began to build speed and power, slamming intensely into Jane’s clit as it began to protrude more and more. Jane let out a small whimper of joy mixed with fear, biting her lip as Cobalt began working her inside and out on his office desk. With each stroke becoming almost too powerful for Jane’s body, Cobalt began to start a tremendous rhythm inside Jane as she began to almost reach her climax. 

“Oh my god, I’m gonna cum!” Jane screamed as if Cobalt’s office door wasn’t cracked, with his daughter on the other end being in sync with Jane as she began touching herself clit mere seconds ago in awe, fantasizing about the power being displayed in front of her.

“Aren’t we enjoying ourselves, love?” Cobalt shouted gruffly as he plunged himself further and further into Jane while she released herself all onto Cobalt’s rigid penis still inside her. Jane was in pure ecstasy as Cobalt pummeled away at Jane’s already swollen pussy, nearing his sexual bliss. Cobalt, with a plan in mind, knew exactly where he wanted his load. He was going to fill Jane up with his hot, steamy cum, not uncommon with the women he toyed with, as a clear sign of ownership. He wanted to brand her from the inside out, signifying the rule he created at the moment.

“I’m going to cum,” moaned Cobalt, “and I’m going to give you the best load you’ve ever had!” as Cobalt picked up speed. He then slammed Jane’s head onto the desk, gripping her neck tightly as his finish neared. Jane focused on where she was forced to look, realized the prying eyes of Elena from the office door, and let out a small gasp. Elena jumped back behind the door, knowing she was spotted, and quickly bolted down the hall in an embarrassed fluster as she did not expect to be spotted in such a manner. 

Cobalt finished inside of Jane, letting loose all of his hot, steamy cum inside her, filling her as Jane let out a sigh from the heat residing inside of her. Cobalt, convulsing from his overly sensitive erection, pulled out of Jane and began to affix his work attire back onto himself and silently walked over to the other side of his office desk and sat down as Jane stayed facing him. Her panties and dress still misappropriated on her body as she waited eagerly for the results from the deed.

Cobalt began typing on his tablet on his desk, and a hologram of numbers appeared in the thin air above it. The numbers not being readable from where Jane stood, she began to inquire, “Wh-what is that?” as she finally slid her sundress back down and smoothed out the wrinkles from Cobalt’s grips her neck now branded from his sweaty palms. 

Cobalt, still as hard as ever, answered back in a steady but commanding voice.

“This is the amount of debt you owe, and given your performance was lacking to excite me fully, I’m not going to release you just yet.”

Jane, shocked and having now lost the acceptance that her actions were enough, pleaded back, “Th-that wasn’t enough? What more can I give? I-I begged and did what you asked of me to my best abilities. What more can I do?”

“Leave my office, bitch! You have no power here, and yet, you clamor like a dog who does. You have nothing more for me to take. I suggest you call that a win. Disperse!”

Jane, fighting back the tears, began to make way for the office door left ajar when she heard Cobalt one last time speak to her.

“Do come back again to the wondrous Gryphon Bank of Neo Cassica, dear.” Cobalt said, grinning with his chair turned entirely away from her, facing the office window of the neon-riddled streets below his towering view.

Now vision blurred with tears, Jane makes her way into the hallways towards the executive elevator above the main lobby littered with other bank patrons. As she approached the elevator, she spotted Elena walking opposite her as they both came to a stop, suddenly looking sullenly away from each other. Jane, realizing the depth of the situation, tried her best to defuse it for Cobalt’s daughter.

“I’m…sorry about all that. I don’t know what came over us, we were talking about the bank accounts, and then we talked more when everyone left and then…you know. Your father is a very nice man. This was my fault if I caused comfort for you.” lied Jane as she made herself onto the open elevator she called.

Elena, not making eye contact still, spoke softly, “How did it feel to be used like that for someone’s enjoyment?”

Jane, taken back by the question, realized that Elena had seen more than she thought. She sharply looked away, too ashamed to look Elena in the eyes. “It was…scary. I don’t know what happened. It’s like I didn’t know I’d be doing any of this coming here. Your father, or someone in this company, must have done something to my account to where it’s falsifying transactions I cannot disprove on my own. Oh, I’m so sorry you witnessed all of that. I was scared out of my mind of that information getting out. I had no choice but to try to get reasoning somehow from him. It appears I didn’t have much luck. Maybe you can be his little girl and talk to him about what he’s doing to a widow of a military infantr-”

Elena interjected, “I won’t be assisting, Ms. DeMarco.”

Jane was stunned. She didn’t see how she could not help her, given all that she saw.

“I-I don’t understand. You saw what he was like. Why not help me?”

Elena finally looked into Jane’s eyes as if she were trying to pierce her in two with just her sight. Jane did not expect such a gaze could come from someone as poised as she was.

“You’re filth. You lack discipline and common decency. How dare you grovel at the feet of a Gryphon TWICE in one day? I would have nothing to do with you, seeing as all you can offer me is some half-assed attempt at working AGAINST my father? Not even going to give me a fraction of what you gave him? So pathetic, you knew your place with him, and I expect you know your place with me. Get the fuck out of my sight!”

Just as Elena turned around to dismiss her, the elevator doors hissed closed as Jane rode down in silence, mentally broken by the stern words from Elena. When the doors finally closed, Elena dropped down to her knees in sexual ecstasy and could not contain herself anymore. She had tasted blood and knew she wanted more. She yearned for that feeling again, to be in complete control until one’s psyche was snapped in half. She watched as the room spun around her body as if she were in a trance of bliss. Gathering herself off the floor finally after the few blissful moments, she walked to her father’s office, gallantly skipping in-between steps.

Cobalt was studying the monitors on his walls when Elena walked into his office to speak to him. Her back straight and her demeanor soft, she began to find her words.

“Daddy, that lady…did she cause trouble? You were both in here a very long time, and it worried me.”

“No, sweetie, she didn’t cause any trouble but for herself. I take it you saw her decent downstairs?”

“Yes, she’s done. I spoke with her and-”

“What did she tell you?” her father demanded

“She said that she’s going to try her best to come up with a payment plan and return to you shortly.”

With a look of relief in his eyes, Cobalt motioned for Elena to come further into his office with a fatherly smile. Elena ran to her father and hugged him tightly, with the smell of Jane’s ambrosia still lingering on him. Cobalt turned to one of his monitors and pressed a button marked “Cam 12” on his remote work tablet. The monitor flickered to a shot of the elevator where Elena and Jane had their confrontation at. He pressed a button, and the monitor played a playback of the conversation they had until Elena’s last remarks. Cobalt stopped the recording of Elena walking away and zoomed in on Jane’s face.

“Daddy, I-” Elena’s face filled with red hot embarrassment and regret as she was made to see the other side of herself on the screen. She quickly looked away from the monitor and her father and shifted her head down. She then felt Cobalt’s rough, calloused hands lightly grip her chin and lift her head.

“I have no qualms with what I did here and continue to do. I witnessed my child enjoying the same pleasures I do and looking at the shot here. You broke her further than I could. How did it feel, baby girl?”

“It-it felt…like every sense in my body was shooting at the same time like firework finales. It was…amazing! I’ve never felt this way before, but it’s not a sexual attraction to a person, much of an act of emotion. Can…can we find more people to do this with? 

Cobalt, filled with pride, hugged his daughter and said, “I’ll have to teach you the meaning and the thrill of breaking people, but I’d be more than glad to.”

On Cobalt’s desk behind him, Jane’s debt numbers still floating above his tablet began to zero out. But, alas, Cobalt was a gracious man from the start. So these fictitious numbers ceased to exist as Jane walked from the Gryphon bank to her taxi. When she got the notification on her watch of the new amount being out of negative, she looked back at the bank and smiled spryly. Jane then walked to the Auto-Cab waiting for her on the street and hopped in while the silhouettes of the Gryphon family towered over the city as if they danced amongst the highrises of this city’s fortune. 

Twenty years later, in modern times, new developments were being made. Some new citizens quickly sprouted and told their own tales of Neo Cassica.