Corporate Revenge Pt 02

Author's Note: This story is a work of fiction and is based primarily on the fictional country of Nordland, a small island nation in the North Sea between the UK, Norway, and Denmark. All characters, events, and places described in this narrative are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Please note that the character of Marcus in this story is a different one to the character also named Marcus in the Sigrid series.

All comments and feedback are welcomed.

HF

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The cold winter wind lashed the outside of the window of the luxurious hotel room in downtown Nordhaven. The view from the window, on the thirty-eighth floor of the building was almost unparalleled with the majority of the buildings in Nordhaven being less than twenty floors in height. The view overlooked Nordhaven's harbor, the original source of the wealth for this small island nation. From this harbor, in centuries past, Nordlandic Vikings had sailed forth to plunder the riches of lands both near and far. Today, the harbor was still a veritable hive of activity and home to dozens of vessels, ranging from small tugs, through to cargo ships, cruise liners, patrol vessels and warships.

Despite the impressive view, the individuals who were currently occupying the room had barely glanced outside since entering the room over an hour earlier. They were a motley crew, a small group of hard looking men, mostly ex-military or from a variety of European criminal gangs, and one woman. Svetlana stood at the head of the table, Yuri at her side, with her laptop and a variety of papers spread across the surface in front of her. Her personal team of bodyguards and enforcers stood silently, awaiting her instructions.

"I don't need to say how much of a fucking disaster the Congo was for my father's company," she said, her eyes scanning the group. Her eyes settled on the two men who had accompanied her to Ngoy's office for the deal. Despite both being big, burly men, they seemed to shrink as she held them in her gaze. After a moment, she shifted her view back to the rest of the group. "We're going to make NSOG...the North Sea Oil and Gas Corporation...pay for what they did to us there...particularly this woman..." Svetlana said, stabbing her finger on the picture on the table in front of her.

"This is Astrid Bjornsdottir, the Vice President of Strategic Initiatives for NSOG, the one who secured their deal in the Congo. She lives with her family here in Nordhaven and works in the NSOG head office across town. I've managed to secure some very interesting information about this Astrid Bjornsdottir that will help us take our revenge." Svetlana paused. "First, we're going to destroy everything that she holds dear...then I'm going to kill her..."

The group of men looked at each other, Svetlana was known for her vindictive nature; if she wanted someone dead, they were as good as dead. She pointed to another sheaf of papers on the table. "This is source code for a program that PowerTech, the company that we recently acquired in America, designed, and implemented into Nordland's power network nearly a decade ago. Now that we have this source code, we're going to crash Nordland's power network, send the country back to the Dark Ages...make Astrid feel what it's like to have everything crumble around her. Now...this is where you all come in...once we crash the network, we'll need to cut several vital backups that are designed to come on automatically. These will need to be destroyed."

She glanced around the group as they looked at the papers and the map spread out of the table. "Any questions so far?" she asked. The men stayed silent, knowing better to ask any silly questions.

Svetlana nodded and continued. "Our R&D team have spent the last week taking this code apart, analyzing it, looking for ways for us to crash the entire network across the country. They have come up with a way, but it will require access codes from at least two senior members of NSOG."

She looked at Yuri. "Yuri, your role will be to gain the access codes for the network. We need to get the access codes from both the CEO and a senior network engineer. This is Anna Bergman, the CEO," she said, holding up a picture of the woman, showing it to Yuri and the others, before placing it back down on the table. "And this is the engineer that I've selected."

Svetlana held up a picture of a middle-aged woman, with brown hair and a thick, stocky figure. "This is Lovisa Karlsson, she is a senior Power Network Director for NSOG. She is one of the few members of NSOG's technical team with the level of access to carry out this plan. But for her to access the entirety of the network, we'll need CEO approval -- that's the second code we need to acquire." She placed the picture down next to Anna's on the table.

Yuri studied the pictures of both women, Lovisa and Anna. "You want them eliminated?" he asked, looking back at Svetlana.

She shook her head and scowled at him. "No...at least not until we've crashed the network and eliminated Astrid. Seduce them, fuck them, get them drunk...I don't care how you do it...but get their access codes. I've got some ideas but contact Valery Petrov in R&D, he'll also have some ideas for you...and some useful gadgets. But we can't let the Nordlanders know that their network has been compromised before it is time; if they do, they'll likely change the codes and we'll have to start again...so no killing, at least not yet."

"

Gospozha

, how do we get access to Anna Bergman?" Yuri asked, using the Russian honorific for boss, as he glanced at her photo. "Leave that to me...I have some 'contacts' here that I want to get reacquainted with...I'll get you that information..." Svetlana replied.

Yuri nodded, his usual taciturn self. "Two targets...I could use some help with this..." he said as he studied the information on the table.

Svetlana glanced around the room at her team. They were all hard men, highly skilled at protecting her and enforcing her will, but not the most physically attractive individuals; well, perhaps Yuri was attractive in his own way, Svetlana thought to herself. The several of her bodyguards that she had fucked over the past couple of years that they had been working for her had been...satisfactory. But she didn't need a blunt instrument, she needed something more precise for this task.

Her eyes fell on Oluwaseun Adeoti, the youngest and arguably the most handsome of the group, but she quickly realized this wasn't saying much. A Nigerian, known amongst the team as Olu, he'd been recruited from the Nigerian Special Boat Service into her father's employ, working as one of his bodyguards for nearly two years before coming across to Svetlana's team about six months earlier. Tall, lean with dark skin and intelligent black eyes and blessed with a nice, thick cock as she recalled from a memorable encounter, Olu was the most likely choice to be able to assist Yuri on this task.

"Olu, you'll assist Yuri gaining these codes. Your target will be Lovisa Karlsson."

There was a little chuckle amongst the group as they realized Olu would likely have to fuck Lovisa to get the codes. Compared to Anna, Lovisa was quite a plain looking woman -- thick and dowdy. He gave Svetlana a glum expression but nodded his acceptance of his mission.

Svetlana looked at the rest of the group. "Here are your targets," she said pointing at a map that had been marked with the target locations. "Mikhail..." she said, looking at the scrounger of the group. "We'll need sufficient charges for all of these locations."

He nodded. "I have a list of useful contacts here in the Nordland underworld...I'll start sourcing them right away. When do we need these explosives by?"

"There are certain other...aspects...that need to be put in place before we can implement this plan," Svetlana said. She paused for a moment, thinking. "No sooner than a week, but likely two to three weeks' time before we execute." Mikhail nodded in response.

"Are there any questions?" Svetlana asked as she looked around the group. "No? Then here are your assignments," she said, pointing to a list on the table. She had done her best to divide the tasks amongst the group, pairing them as best as she could, given their backgrounds. "Once you've finished reviewing your assignments, split up. Yuri will stay here with me. The rest of you, find alternative accommodation. I'll be safe here with Yuri and we don't want to draw attention to ourselves. I'll contact you with further details about the timings for the strike in due course."

"

Gospozha

, what are you going to be doing?" Yuri asked as the men peered at the map, looking at their respective tasks. Svetlana gave him an evil smile. "I'm going to be getting acquainted with Astrid's husband..."

*****

Later that evening, Svetlana was lying on her hotel bed, her tablet in her hand as she scanned her stock portfolio and sipped on a glass of champagne. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, enjoying the pleasurable sensations emanating from her loins. Slowly opening her eyes, she gazed down at Yuri, his dark brown body spread over the bottom of the bed, his head between her thighs, delicately lapping away at her pussy.

Just where she liked him to be, pleasuring her, she languidly thought to herself. However, as much as she was enjoying the expert ministrations of his tongue on her delicate pink folds, she felt like something was wrong. He'd been quiet all night since the briefing with the rest of the team.

Finally, she let out a soft sigh of exasperation. "Alright, Yuri...what is it...what's wrong?" she asked.

The large Afro-Russian man looked up from between her pale thighs, a puzzled look on his face. "

Gospozha

...what do you mean?"

"You've been silent all night...something is on your mind...c'mon, be out with it..." she commanded him.

Yuri was silent for a moment, collecting his thoughts before looking into her eyes. "

Gospozha

...I must confess...I do not understand your thoughts behind your plan...wouldn't it be easier to just kill this woman? You are expending a great deal of money on her...and your plan..."

Svetlana's eyes narrowed for a moment. She was not used to having her plans questions, but Yuri had been a good sounding board for her in the past; a good, useful confidant and enjoyable lover -- she decided he deserved to know the full details of the plan.

"Yuri...what do you think will happen when we crash Nordland's power network?" she asked, almost rhetorically.

Still lying on his stomach between her pale thighs, Yuri shrugged. "Some disruption...I assume..."

Svetlana sighed. "More than just a little disruption...widespread chaos will occur. For its size, Nordland has an extensive industrial base, it produces high-technology products, it is a financial center for Europe, it has a large maritime industry with supporting infrastructure. All of these rely on an uninterrupted power network, which is provided to them by NSOG, using several power plants and renewable energy sources, such as wind turbines in the North Sea."

She paused. "Following so far?" Yuri nodded and she continued. "Do you know what short selling is?"

Yuri thought for a moment and shook his head. "It is when one borrows shares of a stock from a broker and sells them on the market with the intention of buying them back later at a lower price. If the price of the shares drop, say for instance if there is a massive power outage and investors lose faith in these businesses, well...then one can buy back the shares, return them to the broker and make a significant return," Svetlana replied, educating him on her plan.

"And this is what you are planning on doing?" Yuri asked in surprise. Svetlana nodded. "Over the past week, our subsidiaries and affiliates have been acquiring shares across several Nordland industries in preparation for this. It will take another week or more for this process to be completed. We do not want to rush this, lest it draws attention to us. It is costing us a great deal of money, but the return could be immense. This is why my father was willing to invest the money to buy PowerTech. When Valery Petrov came up with this idea after learning about PowerTech, I presented it to my father, and he agreed with me...I will have my revenge on Astrid and these fucking Nordlanders...and my father will get even richer..."

Yuri still had a puzzled expression on his face. "Why didn't you explain this to Elena...your step-mother...last week in Dubai?"

Svetlana scoffed in derision. "Do you think that whore could understand what we're doing here? All she can do is recite lines written for her on a teleprompter. The only thing she understands is how to spend money..."

Yuri nodded slowly in understanding. "So, this Astrid is not your only target?"

Svetlana smiled at him. "Oh...she is the target...and she will die for what she did to us in the Congo...but first she will watch me destroy her corporation...corrupt her mentor...dominate her husband...before we take her life." She reached down and stroked the side of his face. "Now...keep going...

dorogoy

," she whispered with a naughty little grin.

Yuri lowered his head between her thighs. Despite her domineering attitude, he had to admit that the young Russian woman was very attractive. She was certainly better than the women he'd grown up with in St Petersburg's

prospekts

. Most of them had objected to sleeping with a dark-skinned man, despite his part-Russian ancestry; the ones that had slept with him had mostly done it out of curiosity or payment on his part.

With Svetlana, he'd found stability and even, dare he say it, a sense of fulfilment and purpose. Despite the bleak nature of his life, Yuri was smart enough to enjoy the present and right now the present was a very attractive young Russian woman who wanted him to fuck her. His tongue darted out and traced a path up her smooth outer labia, first on the left, then on the right. He felt her shiver under the touch of his tongue and heard her soft moan of pleasure.

He moved into a more comfortable position on the bed, using his dark hands to spread her pale thighs wider apart as Svetlana sipped from champagne glass she held in her left hand and ran her right hand over his shaven head. Yuri was good, very good; he knew exactly what spots stimulated her the most, she thought to herself. He'd been good to her, and she even felt a passing twinge of attraction and affection towards him, but she immediately pushed this thought out of her mind. He was an employee, nothing more -- someone who's role was both to protect, and to pleasure her. Right now, he was doing the second role exceptionally well.

Yuri's tongue continued to trace softly around her labia majora; licking, sucking, and kissing her tender, sensitive skin. She'd had laser hair removal performed on the hair around her vagina, leaving her rosy-pink labia and pale pubic mound smooth and soft. Easier to eat her out, he thought to himself. Yuri knew that Svetlana enjoyed both dominating her partners and being pleasured by them, focusing on her own pleasure rather than sharing it with them.

He moved his attention towards her labia minora, soft pink folds of flesh that bordered her vagina, nibbling gently on them, tasting her tangy juices, and inhaling the scent of her arousal. "Mmm...good...Yuri...very good..." she said softly, finally placing her glass and tablet down on the side table next to the bed and closing her eyes so she could focus on enjoying the pleasure she was receiving from him.

Yuri knew from past experience that Svetlana didn't like it when he spoke when he was pleasuring her. It was a game for her, one where he had to learn what she enjoyed and what she didn't. Fortunately, he was very observant and had identified all of her sensitive, erogenous zones as if they were targets. His tongue and lips moved faster over her pink, fleshy folds, eliciting another series of gasps and moans of pleasure from the young Russian woman as he licked, nibbled, and sucked on her most sensitive spots.

Svetlana bent her legs at her knees, opening herself up as wide as possible for him. This was what she lived for; a beautiful hotel room, delicious champagne and a well-hung black man prostrated between her thighs, expertly licking, and eating her pussy. Thoughts of her plan to crash the Nordland power network and seek her revenge on Astrid disappeared from her mind as Yuri's tongue continued to explore her intimate folds. She could feel herself starting to tense, her body reacting to his ministrations as her climax rolled inexorably closer and closer.

"Uhhhhhh..." A long, drawn-out moan of pleasure escaped from Svetlana's lips as Yuri shifted his attention up her pink labial folds towards the sensitive pink nub at the apex. His tongue flicked delicately over the small fleshy protuberance, generating a wave of delightful sensations that spread to all her extremities. She'd always had a sensitive clitoris and Yuri knew exactly how to stimulate it with either his tongue or his fingers. Right now, his tongue moved rapidly and delicately over the small bud in small circles, and she squirmed on the bed as the stimulation pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

"Y...Yuri...uhhhh...so...good...uhhhh...keep...oh...fuck, keep going..." she moaned loudly, her fingers clenching the bedsheets, her toes curling as she writhed in pleasure. Sensing she was close, Yuri furiously licked her clit with his tongue, determined to drive her over the edge as he drove the middle finger of his right hand into her tight, wet vaginal sheath, causing her to gasp loudly at the sudden, unexpected intrusion.

Yuri curled his finger upwards, rubbing the slick anterior wall of her vaginal canal, seeking Svetlana's g-spot. A moment later he knew he'd found it when a soft squeal of pleasure escaped her lips. "Yuri!" she gasped. "D...don't stop...oh God...don't...stop...that..." Her body tightened like a drawstring, she was on the edge of an explosive orgasm as his tongue, lips and finger all worked in unison to pleasure her.

Suddenly she was spasming, her body stiffening in response to his stimulation of her most sensitive spots. "Uhh...urrrghhhh..." she groaned, unable to form words. Her eyes clamped shut as she rode out the powerful orgasm that washed over her young, pale body. Yuri was pleasurably surprised when he felt a soft squirt of fluid cover his fingers, hand, and lower face as he continued to stimulate her through her orgasm.

He immediately realized Svetlana's powerful climax had caused her Skene's glands to contract and ejaculate, squirting the clear fluid into his face. This had only happened a few times in the past and he knew she was having a very intense orgasm as her body shook on the bed. Smiling to himself at his ability to pleasure her, he lapped at the fluid, causing her to moan even more loudly. Hopefully she would remember this and ensure there was a nice little bonus in his next pay packet, he thought to himself.

Svetlana wailed in pleasure through the whole experience, feeling the powerful contractions of her orgasm and the enjoyable sensation of the fluid being expelled from her urethra in a forceful manner all over Yuri's face.

Svetlana collapsed back onto the bed, breathing heavily as she slowly came down from her orgasmic high. In this afterglow, she felt her muscles relax and a sense of deep satisfaction washed over her body. Yuri raised his head and looked up from her pussy, his dark skin contrasting starkly against the pale skin of her thighs. The lower part of his face was covered by her juices and a little thrill of pleasure washed over her at the thought that she had just squirted all over the face of her loyal bodyguard.