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board-room-drama
Michael was at the hieght of his carreer. He worked for the best ad agency in New York and whats more he was only twenty four. The apple in his bosses eye.
He came from a small midwestern town Just south of Indianapolis Indiana. His midwestern upbringing was complimented with his street savy of living in the big city. Today Michael had just closed the deal with yet another high profile client.
"Good work again Michael" a coworker said as they left the confrence room.
"Thanks, but I couldn't have done it without the support of you guys. You keep me alfoat." Michael said bashfully.
"Na man that was all you. But I guess you must be getting ready for your next job?"
"No I don't have any jobs coming up. what do you mean?" Michael asked confused.
"Didn't you get the memo? the CEO's daughter Orianthi is learning the bussiness as it were and you have been given the task of teaching the whelp."
"Why didn't I get this memo?!" Michael asked confused.
"I don't know but she is supposed to be here, now actually." Michael's coworker said as he looked at his wrist watch.
Michael's eyes went wide. he took off down the hall toward his office. He could do this. His boss had picked him personally to see to his daughter. He really was coming up in the business.
Michael made it to his office and opened the door to find that a girl was sitting behind his desk, her feet propped up. she was casually doing her nails and chewing gum.
She was a small girl only about 5' 2". she had a light brunette head of hair and Michael got the impression that she had stayed under the tanning lamp too long as she was really tan.
"about time you got here. So your the one who is supposed to teach me the job?" Orianthi asked.
"Yes I am, and could you please get out from behind my desk." Michael asked politely.
Orianthi gave a sneer but she did as she was told and took a seat in front of Michael's desk, while Michael took his own seat.
"So since we have to work together, let me go over some ground rules."Michael began Orianthi didn't even acknowledge Michael had spoken.
"Real people and real money are are involved, so you will do as I say at all times. You are to behave at all times, and you are to be here at ready to work at 8 am in the morning, like everyone else." Michael said.
Orianthi fianlly stopped doing her nails to look at Michael. she gave him a disgusted look and leaned over the desk.
"Whatever. here are the real rules. My daddy oens this bussiness and your job, so you will make ME happy. Got it?" she asked with a fake and sarcastic smile.
Michael didn't know how to react. she did have a point. he had to keep her happy otherwise she would tell her father about it and Michael might lose his job. taking stock of his options, he submitted to Orianthi's demands.
The next week passed with Michael doing everything Orianthi asked of him, no matter how assinine. Because of this Michael's work began to suffer. He was miserable. Michael now found himself unprepared for a meeting with very influential Asian marketing exec's. To make matter worse, Orianthi walked into his office.
"Hey listen daddy wants me to actually learn how to do this dumb job so I am going tothis meeting with you." she stated as she sat down and began doing her nails again.
"What! No, No, No, No, No. You can't it's to important." Michael panicked.
"Whatever, you don't have choice, lets go." she said as she left for the meeting.
Michael thought he would die. But he had a job to do so he too went to the meeting. Once there, he met three men. All three coming from some of the biggest markets in China, japan, and Korea. Greeting were exchanged according to custom, which even Orianthi managed to handle, but barely.
The meeting began. Michael found himself managing to persuade the clients. However, Orianthi would make sure this was not easy.
She would say things under her breath after Michael got done explaining somthing, she would fake cough and say something though that or she make stupid or sarcastic remarks. The last straw was when the asian clients offered their opinion on something and Orianthi replied "What ever jackie chan"
The room fell silent. No one could believe what she had just said, no one except orianthi that is. Michael had finally had enough.
"gentleman lets take a ten minute recess." Michael said. Everyone nodded in agreement. Michael flew to Orianthi.
"What in the lowest depth of hell do you think your doing!????" he sneered.
"Whoa chill out. Gawd." she replied in an obnoxious tone.
Michael finally lost it. His Midwestern roots finally took hold. he grabbed Orianthi by the arm and pulled herfrom the chair. he then turned her around and bent her over the back of the chair.
"You wanna behave like a snotty little girl? I'll show you what happens to snotty little girls!" Michael yelled as he began spanking Orianthi.
Her dress was a light wieght material that did little to protect her bottom from Michael's stinging slaps. Each time he brought his down, new searing pain shot through her backside. It was not long until Orianthi was sobbing under the onslaught. themore she struggled the tighter Michael held her. The spanking was fast, furious and long at around ten minutes, before Michael lost energy and let the sobbing girl fall to the floor.
Michael looked around the room. everyone was shocked. the Asian busniess men had eyes as big as saucers. The secretaries, cowered in the corner. But standing in the dorrway was orianthi's father, the CEO of the company. He had heard the sound of the spanking through the walls and came to investigate. Orianthi rant to her father.
"Daddy.....He! He! He! gave me a....a.....a....spanking!" she sobbed. "I want you to fire him now!" she continued looking to her father for support.
"Is this true Michael?" the CEO asked now confused.
"Yes sir it is. But she had it coming. She black mailed me into being her servant, cost the company millions of dollars in lost time and was insulting our clients with mildly racist slurs." Michael answered.
The CEo looked around the room. the secretaries were still to frieghtened to say anthing. However, the Asian busniessmen nodded their silent confirmation of Michael's story.
"So your the reason Michael has been slipping in his performance?" the CEO looked down at his daughter.
"what? No I...I....I..." She was speechless.
"Damn it Orianthi when will you grow up!? Go to my office and stay there until I come and get you!" he shouted at her. you could see the betrayal in Orianthi's eyes, but her father was resolute. Slowly she began leave when her father grabbed her.
he tucked her under his arm began spanking her again. This time he pulled up her skirt and exposed her bottom to the world. Orianthi broke out in a new round of sobbing.
"How many times have i told you to watch what you say huh!? Huh? This will teach you to not make racsist comments!" the CEO yelled. finally orianthi was let go and she ran down the hall crying to her father office.
"I'm sorry gentleman, may I offer you something to drink?" the CEO asked the Asian clients as he led them out of the room.
Michael was left alone so he went back to his office. he felt slightly vindicated. He would probably lose his job but oh well. He opened his window and poured himself a drink. soon his computer made a noise stating that he had a message. it was from the CEO it read:
Michael, Thanks for taking care of my daughter. Why don't you take the next week off with pay. You need the rest, cause when you come back, we have a lot on our hands. I managed to save the Asia account and I can't do it without my best executive.
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goldeagle1939
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Date: Sun November 1, 2009
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