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Riyven
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Legalities (A firm's nightmare)
« on: September 02, 2006, 09:28:35 AM »
"I think I have heard just about enough of your sniveling excuses.  My husband built this company on hard work, determination and a drive that none of you seem to have or appreciate."

  Walking into the staff meeting always seemed to be a cause of much distress to most of the staff at our firm.  Up until three years ago, Mizer and associates was an amazing law firm to work for.  Mr. Mizer was the type of man who truly appreciated his employees.  He would routinely have a company day every quarter to show us his appreciation for our drive and hard work.  That was until Mrs. Mizer came into our happy little world.

  A little over three years ago is when we got our first look at Cecille DeMarcus. She was a brilliant young lawyer and business manager.  It was the old cliche of love at first site, at least for Mr. Mizer.  He had met with her to try and hire her to be the business manager and potential future partner.  None of us could deny her abilities.  The woman knew how to win cases, and she was a phenomenal manager.  It wasn't until shortly after this that we all learned about her ego and god complex. 

  Most  people who have power trips think they are god, Cecille knew she was.  She played poor Mr. Mizer perfectly, acting the coy and attentive women.  She would cater to his attentions, so it surprised none of us when he proposed to her three months later.  Unfortunately for us, she accepted.  Her change was not subtle after that point, she became a living nightmare.  Criticizing any ideas that were presented to her, and then using those same ideas as her own.  The last person to stand up to her she fired on the spot.  Saying that the girl had made advances toward her.

  Mr. Mizer was completely unaware of these events.  Cecille made sure that everyone and everything looked like it always had.  She saved her abuse for times that created the most humiliation for those involved, like today.  Nancy was her latest target.  Cecille had taken to making comments about Nancy's looks as a way to get at her.  Nancy was one of our best interns, the one thing about her was her personality.  She was a very outgoing young lady with a zest for life.  She was also a perfectionist when it came to her work.  If you found anything wrong with her work, she would redo it to insure that the entire thing was perfect.

  To Mrs. Mizer, as she wanted to be called at all times, Nancy was a problem.  The fact that Nancy was a good as she was, only annoyed Cecille.  What was worse to her, as many of us had heard more than once.  Nancy was not a perfect 10, she was a little overweight.  Even with her weight, her personality and looks countered it.  If you asked any man in the firm, Nancy would be the catch of a lifetime.  This was the source of Cecille's dislike of Nancy.  Nancy had all the respect, admiration and in several cases outright desire of her coworkers.  Cecille had none of that, except perhaps for the desire.

  "Now then Nancy, I believe you need to have this finished before the end of the day.  Your total incompetence could be a true detriment to this case.  Why my husband thought you were worth keeping is beyond me." 

  We all saw Cecille's face light up as Nancy fought to keep herself from crying.  The verbal assault was as cruel as it was unnecessary.  Nancy's face was red from the humiliation of the scene that Cecille was causing.   Her only purpose in dressing down Nancy was to hurt her.  The work was good as it always was, but Cecille knew about Nancy's perfectionist nature, and she was exploiting it.

  Later that day as I was helping console Nancy, and helping her finish that report Cecille had criticized, Peter walked in all smiles.  I could tell something had him very pleased with himself.  Peter was Mrs. Mizer's boy toy from the mail room.  He was a shy and very soft spoken young man.  Cecille had taken to him for that reason.  We had all heard that she had begun using him as her personal sex toy and slave.  None of us were surprised by the rumor, we all figured Cecille for a masochist as it was.

  For all that he was Cecille's little boy toy, Peter was a lot like Nancy.  We all liked him.  He was very friendly, but extremely shy.  We all also knew that he liked Nancy and had been attracted to her.  What Cecille had done, had apparently made the rounds of the firm.

  "I am so sorry Nancy, I don't understand why Mrs. Mizer would treat you that way.  You are the best at your job, everyone says so."

  I watched Peter and knew that he seemed more nervous than normal.  He kept glancing around and looking up into a corner of the copy room.  Noticing these glance, I waited till that night and stayed late with Erika. 

  "Ok E, we have all heard that the bitch supposedly put cameras into the office, but none of us have been able to find them.  Well, I think it is time to look harder.  Let's start with the copy room.  Peter acted extremely nervous while we were there and kept glancing at one particular corner.  I bet that is where one of them is, and I am willing to bet there is another in the mailroom somewhere.  So lets get to looking."

  Leaning over and sneaking a quick kiss I get to looking as Erika heads to the mail room.  Walking slowly around the room I circle closer and closer to the corner Peter was watching.  I look hard, not seeing anything at first then I spot it.  Near the top of the wall, a small lens that blended in with the wall around it. 

  "Well well well, I wonder what we have here."

  Moving quickly to the mail room, I find E standing in front of a small mirror in the ladies bathroom.  Her smooth face wrinkled as she peered closely at the mirror.

  "Hey E, what have you found?"

  "Come take a look at this Aston.  I swear I think I see a blinking light in the mirror.  Right there, take a close look and tell me what you thing."

  Leaning in close, I stare intently at the glass and just barely make out a little blink.  Frowning, I look around and decide to shut off the lights.

  "Hey E, let?s kill the lights and see if that helps any."

  Moving quickly she hit's the lights and we are shocked to see a light flashing, when we lean close we realize that the mirror had been replaced with a two way mirror.

  "Well if that doesn't fucking beat all.  I swear I am going to make that bitch pay Aston.  Who the hell does she think she is putting that shit in a women's bathroom."

  "Calm down E, I bet these things are all over the place by now.  Remember she had guys working overnight to make improvements to the building.  I bet it was a group that was adding those mirrors as well.  She probably has a room set up somewhere to record this shit, and I think I know where too."

  Walking quickly I lead E to the small office next to Cecille's.  Checking my key ring I find the one for it.  Quickly unlocking it I usher E in.

  "Cecille had this office updated, or so she says for when she finds an assistant who is up to her standards.  I am willing to bet she has been using this to keep the recorders for those cameras.  I remembered seeing the door in her office leading to this one."

  Fumbling around for a moment, I find the light switch and hit it.   We both stare at the scene before us.  There were nearly a dozen monitors and recorders going.  Moving quickly we find the one for the bathroom we were just in and realize that it is a split screen with four views.  The one in the mirror and one above each stall. 

  "My god E, the bitch has been watching the women and men going to the bathrooms.  I bet she is keeping it to use against any of us if we don't do what she wants. That is probably how she got Stacey to leave after being fired with out a fight.  You and I both know Stacey would have laid into her otherwise."

  Looking at the screens I notice one is set up for her office, staring at it, I realize that there might be something we can use against her if the tapes were still around.  I realize the tape for today was still in there.  Sitting quickly I rewind as E leans in over my shoulder. 

  "I bet the bitch never thought twice about me having a key to every office.  So let's rewind and see what Mrs. Mizer does in her day."

  Turning the dial back, we rewind and are both shocked as we stop the tape quickly.  There on the screen is Cecille, her skirt thrown on the desk in black fishnet stocking and garter.  A large riding crop in hand with a leash and collar around poor Nancy's neck.  Turning the volume up, we listen as her words make both our bloods boil.

  "Ok you fat little cow, you want to keep your job.  Well here is how you do it.  Come on in my little fuck boy, it is time to show the cow how to act around her superiors."

  Her smug expression hideous to watch, as the door to this room opens and we watch Peter come in.  We can't believe that he is a part to it.  Our eyes look at his and see the sheer fear in them.  He is terrified of her, and yet he seems to be hanging on her every word.   

  "How in the hell can she do that Aston.  How can Peter help her.  He likes Nancy damn it. What type of sick fucking mind does she have, to be able to do that to poor Nancy."

  Unable to move or look away, we watch as Cecille strips till she is naked and makes peter do the same.  Moving to Nancy's side, she jerks up on the leash as we hear Nancy whimper and cry out. 

  "Don't worry about screaming, when I had my electricians and carpenters in here.  I made sure that they soundproofed my office.  How else could I make my little slut here do all the things I wanted him to otherwise."

  Running her hands over Peter's terrified face she slaps him hard.  E and I both wince at the sound and realize that is why Peter looked like he had been hit earlier.  This also explained why Nancy left quickly before anyone could talk to her.

  "Now then I want you to strip the bitch naked.  I want to see how tough she is with those fat tits hanging down on her knees like a whore."

  We watched in disbelief as Peter stripped Nancy unmercifully naked.  Then forcing her back to her knees he kneeled next to Cecille. His eyes glued to her face like a lost puppy.

  "I think it is time to see if the cow knows anything my pet."

  Pulling Peter up, she takes his cock and strokes it till it is hard.  Reaching out, she grabs Nancy's hair and drags her whimpering in front of Peter.  Her pussy grinding into the back of Nancy's head as she looks down in sadistic pleasure. 

  "That's right you little bitch, you are going to make my little toy happy.  If you don't, I am going to make your life a nightmare."

  Grasping her head Cecille forced Nancy's mouth open and onto Peter's cock.  Grabbing Peter's hands, she forces them into Nancy's hair.  Grabbing his hips we hear the gagging sound from Nancy as Cecille slams her hips forward.  Forcing Peters cock deep into Nancy's mouth and throat.  The sound horrific as they both start to fuck her head.  Peter leans his head back groaning as he throat fucks her.  It is Cecile who makes us sick.  She is fucking the back of Nancy's poor head with her pussy.

  "Come on slut, I want you to rape this little cow's face.  I want to see cum oozing from her worthless mouth.  I want her to know that she is nothing but a little whore who is worth nothing.'

  Grabbing Peter, she leads him behind Nancy, who has fallen down to her arms and knees.  She has her head buried in her arms as she sobs uncontrollably.

  "Please no more,  I won't ever do anything wrong again.  I promise, please don't hurt me anymore Mrs. Mizer."

  "Oh don't worry, you won't get to do anything wrong again.  If you do, I will do this again and make a tape and send it to everyone you know.  Now shut up you little bitch, my boy needs some of your fat ass.   Has he ever told you how he fantasizes about fucking you every night."

  Her eyes showed nothing but sadistic glee at the torture and humiliation she was putting Nancy through.   Sitting on Nancy's back, she pulls Peter down and Yanks Nancy's ass cheeks apart. 

  "It is time to fulfill that fantasy of fucking her round ass slut.  I just want you to remember, that your ass is mine."

  We couldn't help but fast forward a little.  The next scene we stop at, stops our hearts.  Nancy is sitting on Peter as Cecille is behind her with a massive strap on.

  "Oh god Aston she can't do what I think she is going to."

  To our horror we watched as she knelt down and began manhandling the strap on into poor Nancy.  The screams would have turned your blood to ice, we finally couldn't take anymore and stopped the tape.  Sitting staring at each other, E tried to talk several times but nothing came out.  Finally I voiced what we were both thinking.

  "That fucking cunt is going to have to pay.  I want her to hurt for what she did to Nancy.  I don't just want her to go to jail.  That would be too easy for her, and as good as she is.  She would probably get off on some technicality.  No E, I think we need to get everyone involved here and show this bitch you don't treat people like that.  You sure as hell don't do it to our friends."

  "Aston what are you saying,  what could we do to her.  The woman is pure evil, she gets off on this shit.  How in the hell are we going to make her pay."

  Erika's voice kept growing more and more hysterical as her emotions began to surface.  Her face streaked with tears as she sobbed staring at the blank screen that had shown poor Nancy's rape.

  "In the easiest possible way E. Everyone in the firm hates her and wants to make her pay for the shit she puts us through.  Well after they see this, they will want to make her pay as much as we do.  As to how, we are going to do to her what she did to Nancy.  She may be evil, but I am willing to bet she has never been on the receiving end of her treatment.  She is to strong willed to play slave to any mere man or woman.   I bet that is her weakness, and that is how we are going get to her.  We are going to make her into the victim, and see how Mrs. Mizer likes being the slut.  Let's make some calls and get people at my house."

  Leaving and making sure to take the tape and the ones that showed us.  E and I headed to my place and began calling our friends over.  It was time to teach Cecille what the meaning of in charge was.

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Re: Legalities (A firm's nightmare)
« Reply #1 on: February 26, 2007, 06:26:42 PM »
Nice one. Hoping for the sequel.
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Re: Legalities (A firm's nightmare)
« Reply #2 on: February 26, 2007, 08:34:57 PM »
Great beginning!!  More please, Riyven! :emot_thankyou.gif:

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Re: Legalities (A firm's nightmare)
« Reply #3 on: February 28, 2007, 10:56:06 PM »
Thank you both, I am working on the sequal to this.  unfortunately with work and all it is slow going. 

John