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Chapter #5
Trying To Bargain With Denise
by: Unknown
This is a complete nightmare - the worst case scenario imaginable for you! Denise is such a power-crazy bitch; even though you know that you're pretty much at her mercy now, you try at least to reason with her.
"Denise...I mean, ma'am. Please - this just isn't necessary. I get that you're my boss. I'm still a good worker - I'll do anything else. Please?" You gulp at her, feeling her bright green eyes almost penetrate you as she stares at you across the room of her office.
You have to admit that Denise is extremely good-looking, despite your animosity, stemmed from being her work-rival for years. Had you not been such bitter enemies for years, you would certainly find her sexy. Perhaps you do: there is as thin line between love and hate after all!
"Are you stupid or what? No wonder I got this position instead of you!" The blonde haired woman sneers at you. "Or are you deaf as well as dumb? I told you already that if you want to keep this job, CRAWL over here and kiss my feet! Or you'll be my first firing as a senior manager...hmm...I could even do it publicly!" She licks her lips, relishing the blatant power she holds over you.
Finding desperation begin to take hold of you, you very nearly drop to your knees in submission there and then. True, you fiercely want to keep this job, but at what cost: as Denise's literal slave? The thought of kissing her nasty feet makes you feel rather nauseous... No - you can't agree to be her bitch!
"Please, ma'am - please don't fire me...I will do anything else you tell me - anything else...just not kissing your feet. I mean no disrespect: you've won fair and square. I'll even take a pay cut... I-"
"A pay cut? That's the first sensible thing I've ever heard come out of your stupid mouth. Yeah, I'll cut your pay alright. How does half of your current salary sound - better than the act of crawling over and kissing my feet?" After she has interruptted, you instantly regret your hasty words!
"What? Half pay...you must be..." You manage to collect yourself just in time before uttering any profanities, which you would be sure to regret. "Please, ma'am - not half pay...I need that money..."
"Your problem - not mine, Rob! Now what's it gonna be: crawling over like the loser you are so you can kiss my feet and become my official bitch, or accept working at half the wage that your level of experience you would normally get?" She tosses her hair back casually, her arms folded with a smirk planted on her face.
Man this woman is evil! The resentment you feel for her burns stronger than ever. With such a difficult choice to make, you look down at the office floor, wishing you could turn back time and have not been such an asshole to Denise. What is the best course of action to take...?
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