Office Meeting

March 27, 2010

“You wanted to see me, sir?”

“Miss Croft, for fuck’s sake, can you tell me why the mid-quarter report isn’t on my desk yet?”

“Frank in accounting is still putting together the file, sir.”

“But it’s in your job description to keep track of these deadlines, Miss Croft. Or have you forgotten? I can easily hire someone from the temp agency, you know. I’m pretty damn sure that they would be at least as competent, if not more.”

“I haven’t forgotten, sir, but-”

“I should hope not. Four years of college and all you’ve learned there is how to staple papers together- If that’s all you’ve learned, you should at least know how to do it well. And what happened? Henry told me you didn’t finish compiling the packet yesterday either. You asked me for a longer lunch break, I give it to you, and you repay me by not doing your job?”

“No, sir, I gave you the folder this morning. I just took it home to finish.”

“Speaking of which, Madeline, you are aware of the fact that our competitors are trying to edge us out of the market, aren’t you?”

“…”

“I expect an answer when I ask you something, Miss Croft. It’s common courtesy.”

“Sorry. I thought it was a rhetorical question.”

“I don’t make a point of wasting my energy with questions that need no answer. What I’m saying is that you have to be aware of the fact that, like as not, our personal lives are under scrutiny right now. Including yours.”

“You might want to take care about bringing your mistresses to the meetings then.”

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing, sir.”

“That’s what I thought. Now Henry was curious as to where you’d vanished off so hurriedly last night.”

“Wait, sir, I can explain-”

“It’s no excuse, Miss Croft. I write your paycheck, I know the amount you’re given is more than enough to support yourself-”

“Your third wife might disagree.”

“-Without having to moonlight as a stripper.”

“Mister Richards!”

“You’re going to have to go close the door if you’re planning on speaking at that volume-No need to lock it now, Miss Croft. Now where was I-”

“As I was going to say, sir, I’m not a stripper. Had your associate decide to venture inside, he would have found that out. Very quickly.”

“Miss Croft, you will not speak out of turn.”

“Mister Richards, you will not speak to me as though I’m a child.”

“Excuse me?”

“No. I’m sick of playing your nanny, scapegoat, and errand girl. But most of all, I am tired of catering to your spoiled, selfish demands.”

“You’re forgetting your place-”

“Duly noted. And ignored.”

“I hope you’re not expecting any severance pay.”

“While you’re wrong about everything else, you are right, I am moonlighting. And I am doing well enough not to need this job. In fact, Mister Richards, I have enough money that I can take control of your company and parcel it off to your competitors.”

“Wha-You will get off of my desk, Miss Croft!”

“Now I suppose this is the part where you threaten to blackmail me with what you know. But I guarantee you that a lot of influential people would be very, very annoyed if I was found out. It would be exposing all of their dirty little secrets too. And, Mister Richards, believe me when I say they that they are not going to like that.”

“Urk!”

“There’s a reason why I’m so very fond of ties. You’re realizing why now, aren’t you?”

“Let go, you little bitch-Ouch!”

“Manners, manners. It hurts me more than it does you to have to do that, but it must be done.”

“Fuc-What are you doing?! Ow!”

“Language, Richards. You do a whole lot of posturing, but you’re nothing much beneath it, are you- Sit down, Mister Richards, there’s no need to get all bent out of shape.”

“Can’t, ugh, breathe…”

“If you sit down, you would. There now, isn’t that much better? Ah ah ah, I would think very, very hard about your next move. I’ve been told that the heels of these shoes can inflict permanent damage if it’s applied with just the right pressure.”

“You little-Ow!”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Mm, although I think you’re beginning to like getting slapped.”

“I-I do not!”

“No? What about bent over and paddled? Or maybe you like being fucked with a strap-on? Well, well. Look at that, Richards. You might want to have a memo sent to your brain for an update. Seems like it’s the only part of your body that’s in disagreement.”

“Mm-N-No! I don’t! I-Ow!”

“Methinks the gentleman doth protest too much. Though I’ll let you in on a little secret, Richards, I’m not at all surprised. The biggest talkers are usually only that. Give a girl a crop and a paddle, and suddenly they’re all kitten-like. Aren’t you, Richards?”

“I-Oh, oh that’s…”

“And the biggest egos usually sport the tiniest cock. Shall we see?”

“Oh…Yes, yes please.”

“Haven’t been satisfied lately, Richards? Or do you just have a thing for my shoes? Because you’re making this way too easy for me.”

“A-Ah. Yes-s. Right there…”

“What a pathetic little thing you are, Richards. A few strokes from my feet and you’re a slobbering mess. Tsk. What would the board members say if they see this, Richards? Their CEO at the feet of his secretary, making a mess of his pants. Mm…Look at that. Though cum and leather really don’t mix. What do you think, Richards? Should I make you clean off the mess you’ve left on my shoe? Aw. Don’t turn away. Really though, it’s only right that you know what it tastes like, don’t you think so? Especially if you expect that I do.”

“Ouch!”

“I don’t waste my energy with questions that don’t require answers, Richards. Now would you like that? To have my hot, wet mouth around that little cock of yours? Sucking, licking-”

“Oh god ye-Ow!”

“Manners, Richards. Don’t interrupt me. It’s rude. And keep your hands down at your sides like a good boy, hm? Ah that’s right. See, Richards, something that you should take a note of, yelling and screaming doesn’t get anything done. All it takes is some proper motivation, doesn’t it?”

“…Yes.”

“Aw. Don’t sulk. Now clean it up, hm? Oh my, you’re surprisingly good at this. Something that you’re not sharing with the rest of us? Ah ah, don’t stop. Remember to get the creases too. Not bad, Richards, not bad at all. Although I have to say, you took to it most enthusiastically. Especially since I said nothing about having to use your tongue to do it.”

“You-O-oh…”

“Just a little reward, and to stop you from making a mistake. You see, Richards, I’m not entirely a bitch. Just remember to stay on my good side from now on. You will, though, won’t you?”

“Yes-s…”

“Mm-hmm. Now wasn’t that good? I suppose I should get back to work though.”

“What? Wait! Aren’t you-Ow!”

“No, sir. In light of your earlier behavior, I don’t feel inclined to finish you off. That was just a small reward for doing such a good job with my shoe.”

“Oh but I-Fine.”

“You’re learning, Mister Richards. Now please remember that you have a meeting with Greyson in an hour. I will go collect the report from Frank.”

“Ah-Ahem. Yes. Thank you.”

“And your manners are improve by leaps and bounds. I am impressed, sir. Keep it up and I’ll see what I can do with that fifteen minutes break you have between Greyson and the meeting with Harris. Will that work for you, sir?”

“Will that-Y-yes, that would, Miss Croft.”

“Glad to hear, sir. And, sir?”

“Yes?”

“Please keep your hands above the desk.”

“I wouldn’t-”

“Careful. Sir.”

“I-I’ll remember.”

“Good.”

“…Miss Croft?”

“Yes, sir?”

“N-nothing.”

“Well, if you need me, I’ll be right outside.”

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