How the Mighty Has Fallen

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When I was laid off last year from MegaCorp, I was told that it was due to budget cuts. I always suspected, however, that my attitude would have eventually gotten me fired, anyway. Although many people I worked with admired my body, few liked my personality. In fact, I had a reputation for being an arrogant bitch. When I left, I was certain I’d be snapped up within a week or two at the most by a competing firm. I told myself the layoff was a blessing in disguise; MegaCorp never appreciated my true value, anyway. After 10 months of unemployment, my ego had been deflated and I found myself considering jobs I never would have looked twice at and when Megacorp called and offered me an extraordinary fee for a one-day contract, I jumped at the opportunity. Since it was scheduled for the annual team-building conference, I assumed my former employer wanted me to give a speech or even facilitate a workshop. I didn’t bother reading the contract, Sarıyer escort bayan but just signed my name and faxed it back. I smiled as I anticipated returning and imagined my past supervisors begging me to return, having finally recognized the gem they had thrown away. A week later I felt my confidence build as I drove to the company and my assurance that I not only would be hired back but promoted was a reality-in my mind- by the time I arrived onsite at Megacorp. I checked in at reception and ignored the smirk I thought the girl behind the counter gave me when she offered me a seat and informed me that “Mr. Bigg will be right with you.” “Bigg?” I wondered to myself. I had supervised him last year. Melvin Bigg, true to his name, was a large man with hands the size of baseball mitts. He had a disturbing habit of licking his lips when he talked and he always seemed to be sweating despite never Silivri escort doing any actual work. I had never enjoyed working with him as he was always late turning in his work. And now I was supposed to report to him? I wondered if I had perhaps made a mistake in accepting the job. I looked down at my lap and gathered my thoughts. One day was all I had to get through and the money, I reminded myself was very, very good. I took a deep breath and looked up to see Biggs storming across the lobby. He charged up to me like a rhinoceros and grabbed my hand in both of his before I could stand all the way up. “So great to see you, Krystenah,” he said, almost apologetically. He was all smiles. Thank you for agreeing to do this. I was really surprised—but delighted—that you accepted the assignment.” He grabbed my elbow before I could answer and ushered me down the hall to the ladies’ room. When we got there, Escort Topkapı he told me I could change out of my clothes in the bathroom and walk into the conference room when I was ready. “Hold it, Bigg,” I started. “It’s Mr. Bigg,” he replied. “Yeah, whatever,” I continued. “What do you mean, ‘change out of my clothes?’” “Just that.” “Just WHAT?” I practically screamed. “What the hell IS this job?” He stepped very close to me and looked down into my flushed face. His demeanor completely changed and he spoke in a gruff, clipped voice. “Your job, Krystenah, which you accepted, is to be the entertainment for the team building conference. Get in there and take off your clothes…unless you’d like to speak to legal about breach of contract?” He thrust the contract into my chest, opened the door , and pushed me inside, slapping my ass as he did. I looked at the contract I had been in such a hurry to sign. The undersigned, (and there was my name) agrees to submit to the whims, desires and caprices of (my former team’s name appeared there) as a pet, toy and slut on (and there was the date, right there. In black and white. Today). … I opened the door a crack and he was still standing there. Biggs. I emerged into the hallway completely naked.

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