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Default Re: Femdom Stories of mine

Hi hiho1967 & kannkann .. Thanks for your appreciation. I'll post the rest of the 'Contentment' story as soon as I can. In the meantime, here is another story I had posted in another website some years back. I've made some additions & changes to the same:

Part 1


Jaison had spent 15 years with the reprographic industry. He knew the business inside out and had strong business relationships with customers & dealers across the country. He decided to set up his own business and had a business plan which he knew would be a sure-shot success. He decided to name his company as Feroza Group Inc .. FGI for short .. Feroza was the name of his wife who had passed away shortly after their marriage and who he had dearly loved.

He put together a small team of very efficient women each of whom handled a specific function. The actual importing, warehousing & distribution of the machines was outsourced to a large logistics company. The entire team of service engineers nationally were on a profit-sharing contract who operated out of their residences in their respective cities. Jaison himself took care of the sales to large corporates, government departments & other institutions. The dealers took care of the retail sales. So, effectively his only direct employees were the women in the single office that he had.

The FGI office. though small, was located in a very upscale suburb of the city. All the ladies he recruited were those who were looking for second careers i.e. those who had married, given up their jobs when they had kids and were looking to get back to work after the kids had started going to school. He also took care to hire women who lived in the close vicinity of the office so that their commuting time would be less and therefore can spend sufficient time with their families. Since the ladies lived nearby, they lived in the same upscale suburb. Their husbands were highly paid professionals or businessmen. So, the ladies didnt need to work for the money. They just wanted an opportunity to put their professional talents to use. Although Jaison paid lower than industry standards, he had empowered them fully to do their jobs. They were happy working there.

The only exception to the group of ladies was his Executive Assistant, 23 year old Feroza. Jaison had hired her for her intelligence, energy, ambition & talent. In her school & high school days she was among the top 3 in a countless no. of debates, quizzes, sports competitions, plays/dramas etc. In college, she was the head of organising committee of their college festival and her innovative ideas took the level of the fest a couple of notches higher. In in college years, she was also part of the national swimming team. That she had the face, figure & skin-complexion of a goddess only added to her allure.

After obtaining her MBA, she got job offers from very reputed companies. However, she was very ambitious and wanted to be the CEO of her own company by the time she was 35. For this she had to work with someone from whom she could learn a lot. A chance meeting with Jaison at a social gathering & a long conversation thereafter, convinced her that this was the kind of boss she wanted to train under & soon she was part of his team. On his part Jaison's instincts told him that Feroza would be a great asset to him. Her high motivation levels reminded him of his younger days when he was 23. That her name matched with that of the company was a happy coincidence for both Feroza & Jaison.

Part 2

The local reprographic machines market was not very large primarily due to its high import tariffs. Due to the small volumes & price competitiveness, none of the global companies of that industry wanted a direct presence in the country. They had sales & service agency arrangements with one or the other local companies.

FGI commenced operations in 2009, the year that the world saw a major recession. Even his country was affected. Not only companies but also Government Departments in his country were looking to cut costs wherever possible. Most of his friends told Jaison that this was the worst time to start his business. But Jaison saw great opportunity in the recession. He started importing discontinued machines from overseas markets at dirt cheap prices, refurbishing them and selling them in india at lower than market prices in combo with a comprehensive service contract. He set up an extremely strong & competent service network. As the machines would break down, they would be serviced within 3 hours. He explained to customers that after all, machines are machines. They are expected to break down. What mattered was how quickly the repair & restoration work was done. By contrast, the reliability of machines sold by FGI's competitors were higher as the machines were new but when the machines did breakdown it took them atleast 24 hours to send the service technician.

Jaisons strategy of low price + prompt service proved to be a game changer and slowly but surely, customers started choosing reporgrahic vendors on the basis on turn around time taken for servicing machine breakdowns. Since FGI ticked the right boxes, it started becoming the preferred vendor. The competitors didn't see FGI coming till it was too late.

Jaison was travelling 25 days in a month, appointing service partners and meeting customers & dealers nationally. Feroza accompanied him on some of the important business trips. Otherwise, she was at the FGI office as Jaison's backup. FGI started eating into the market share of its rivals. With each passing quarter, Jaison started giving more responsibilities to Feroza and each time her performance surpassed his high expectations. The 3rd year saw the sales spurt to new highs and the staff got an all expenses paid vacation to the Far East. Going into the 4th year, FGI had another record year and along with massive salary hikes was a trip to Europe. The 5th year saw the company attain pole position in the industry.

Seeing FGI reach the No. 1 spot was what Jaison was waiting for. He wanted to enter into the innovative home appliances business. To concentrate on this, his involvement in FGI would have to dwindle. But that didn't worry him. He had groomed Feroza to take on the leadership postion and to his delight, he knew that the future of FGI was safe in Feroza's hands. He promoted her to COO and empowered her completely to run the company. Not only was her salary was the 2nd highest in the company, next only to Jaison's, but also she also got a proft-share plus large bonuses. Although Jaison continued to be CEO, he was involved only if any decision having major financial implications needed to be taken. On the personal front, Jaison & Feroza's deep admiration for each other grew into love.

As the work in FGI grew tremendously, so did the salaries of the team. More women joined the company. The ladies who were part of the start up team grew to Vice Presidents in their respective functions and they had teams of managers & officers to assist them. FGI's offices moved into a large & prestigious office building which had come up closeby to their existing office.

Feroza had bigger plans for FGI. For this she wanted the managers & staff to continue to stay as motivated as they had been so far. But with the company now reaching leadership position, she realised that there was a clear danger of the employees getting complacent and politics creeping into the day-to-day working etc. With Jaison now not being as much invloved in the business, Feroza also knew that going forward she would be busier than ever and probably wouldnot have the time to personally meet & motivate each of the managers & staff. So she decided to hire someone to help her. She wanted a person with a multiskilled personality .. someone who could run her office whenever she was out on tour, someone who had the required knowledge & experience to sort out matters & allow only very critical matters to come upto her .. someone whose capabilities the other senior managers would respect. The selected person would be of the level of Vice President & would get paid the same salary & perks. After meeting a very large number of candidates, she hired Tisha who had a solid 10 years of corporate experience, a spunky attitude & a proven ability to get things done.

Part 3

The day that Tisha got selected in FGI, she wanted to celebrate and took Dyener, her husband, to dinner in an expensive restaurant. She usually took him out to such expensive places when she wanted to tell him about her promotion at work or significant pay-rise. What she didn't realise is that each time they had this 'celebration' dinner, it further damaged his ego & self-confidence, little of which was now left. He wondered what she had in store for him that day.

Even before his marriage with Tisha 5 years back, both of them knew that she would be the primary breadwinner. But Tisha felt that it would be better for Dyener to be a househusband, take care of the house and make her free to pursue her career. She was educationally better qualified as well as smarter than him. The strength, energy & vitality that gym workouts and several years of ballet dancing practise had given Tisha compared starkly to Dyener's body which was physically much weaker as he led a very sedentary life. During the time they dated each other, his blind love for her made him overlook how ambitious & career oriented she was. Reality struck as soon as their honeymoon ended with her asking him to quit his job and look after home & hearth. He vehemently disagreed and they had their first big fight. Over the next few weeks & months, they had several verbal fights over the same matter during which she would caustically tell him that her "mental, physical, financial & sexual prowess was far superior" to his and that "she knew what was good for both of them".

When they made love, she would sexually exhaust him. She would rebuke him for not being able to fully satisfy her. After that there would be a long session of his tongue pleasuring her pussy and licking & kissing her perfect glutes until his tongue and mouth ached. If she continued feeling dominant, she would face-sit him. Thankfully for him, she was a cleanliness freak and the crack in her ass didn't have any odor.

Once, after their usual argument, she got into a physcial tussle with him and easily overpowered him. She pinned him with with a schoolgirl pin and held him that way for several minutes. She then neck scissored him till he passed out . He stopped communicating with her for the next many days until her contstant apologising melted his heart and he was back to normal again. However she was getting more & more dominant and he was getting more & more frustrated. He felt inferior & insignificant in her presence. It reached a point where he started thinking about divorcing her. But Tisha's announcement that she was pregnant calmed his thoughts and he hoped that motherhood would change her.

Change did take place but it was completely unexpected for him. One year after the baby was born, the company he worked for shut down the factory he was employed in. Although he did get a severance package, the worrying part for him was that he was now unemployed. On the other hand this change in situation delighted Tisha. She fired her maid servants and ordered him to be a Stay-At-Home Dad. Soon, apart from caring for the baby, the rest of his time started revolving around making Tisha's life comfortable. She was an early riser. She also hated alarm clocks. So, mornings for Dyener started with waking her up, getting her tooth-brush & paste ready while she did some stretching exercise for 5 minutes. After she had brushed, he would have to give her 2 glasses of water mixed with some herbs which she told him energised & invigorated the body. After this was time for ballet practise. Sometimes she would undress in his presence before putting on her ballet clothes & shoes. On such occasions, seeing her taut, fit & nude body made him hard. Both of them knew that even though he was aroused & wanted to take her, he could not do so without her consent as he was physically weaker than her. While he would feel frustrated, she would have a smirk. While she was practising her ballet, he would have to wash her car. After that he would prepare her 'power' breakfast. He would pack a healthy snack for her to eat in mid morning. Finally he would have to help her put on her office shoes/boots. By lunch hour, he would carry freshly prepared lunch to her office along with another box of healthy snack which she would have later in the afternoon. After she was back from work, she would spend time with the baby while he rubbed her feet. She would then spend 30 minutes in the gym during which time he would get dinner ready. After dinner, washing the dishes and putting the baby to sleep, he would have no energy left.

Initially, he did apply for jobs and attended a couple of interviews but couldn't clear them. When Tisha came to know that he was looking for a job, she was furious. However, rather than quarelling with him, she added more chores to his already busy schedule so that he could never even think of going for an interview again.

"So, what are we celebrating today?", Dyener asked trying to look casual. When Tisha excitedly told him all the details including the salary & perks, he felt the sense of inferiority & insecurity growing inside him by leaps & bounds. Prior to this dinner, he always nurtured a hope that one day he would start working, contribute to the family income and earn his share of respect. Now, after hearing what she told him, that dream seemed impossible. She was part of senior management and even if he would get a job, he would have to start from scratch. His salary would probably be 20% of what she would earn in FGI. Even as he congratulated her with a smile that revealed his nervousness, he thought of the 5 years of his marriage, which to him, was a power struggle with his wife. He realised that the so called power struggle was only in his mind. Fact was that he had never been a match for her in any way whatsoever.

That night and for several nights after that as he went to sleep, he would have dreams of her as a superachiever wife & him as a loser husband in different situations .. she as the dean of a world renowned university & he as a school dropout .. she as a superheroine & him needing her protection .. she as a corporate czarina & he as her trophy husband .. Her pussy hungrily gulping cocks of well endowed hunks & him cuckolded, watching helplessly .. In the end she would tell him with a mocking grin that her "mental, physical, financial & sexual prowess was far superior" to his .. and he would suddenly wake up. In the initial few nights, after he woke up in this way, he would curse Tisha and everything else from his mind to his luck to his lack of time to find a job. Over the next few nights, the cursing turned to worry and then to a feeling of total helplessness. That she was superior to him not in reality but also in his dreams was fast eroding his already fragile pride & ego. One night, in his dream he saw her standing with her foot on his chest and him begging her not to hurt him & admitting that she was mentally, physically, financially & sexually superior to him .. He suddenly woke up, sweating profusely. Usually in the dream, it was her who said that dialogue. For the first time, it was him saying it in complete surrender. He couldn't sleep after that and was feeling extremely hot & uncomfortable. Tossing & turning and decreasing the AC temperature also didn't help. He went to the wash-basin and splashed some water on his face. As his heavy breathing subsided a bit, he could think a bit more clearly. He understood that his emasculation was complete .. and that it was better to surrender to her in reality as well ..

Next morning, Tisha felt a strange sensation. She woke up with a start and was surprised to see Dyener licking her feet. Perplexed, she asked him what he was doing. He told her that henceforth he would wake her up that way everyday. Although she didn't exactly comprehend it that morning, over the next few days, she understood from his behavior that he was now her fawning servant.

Part 4


Before FGI began capturing market share, Daulos Sales & Services was the country's biggest reprographic distributor. The company's owner, Daulos, was a tall well built man. His company was the national dealer of the world's leading reprographic brand. He had put together a strong sales team which got trained by representatives of his foreign principal who used to visit the country regularly. Combined with the foreign principal's brand name & the efforts of his sales team, his company had managed to sell good numbers of machines. Also Daulos was also the head of the Industry Association for several years. Over the years he had grown more & more arrogant & tyrannical.

He had 3 wives. When each of the wives came to know about the other women, any of them could've easily got him jailed for polygamy but they stuck with him primarily because they were afraid that the brutal fellow may harm them & their children. Also, since he gave each one of them sufficient money, they could bring up their kids well. They decided to reconcile to the situation as long as he was providing them & their children with whatever they demanded. Everything was hunky-dory till the FGI juggernaut came along. As FGI grew stronger & stronger, he & many other companies started feeling very insecure. As head of the industry association, there was a lot of pressure on him from industry members to somehow rein in FGI. He tried everything to discourage FGI - quietly telling Jaison & Feroza to go slow, hiring miscreants to pelt stones at Jaison's car when he was driving to work, filing fake cases in court against FGI so as to divert their energies etc. But none of the tactics worked. Jaison took these attacks in his stride, as part of the perils of doing business. But Feroza couldn't forgive Daulos .. especially for the stone-pelting attacks on Jaison.

The owner of another one of FGIs competitors was a man named Khadim. He parents had given him a very sheltered & protected upbringing and even after he had grown up, he didnot know the ways of the world. He was a nice guy .. but with no particular talent. He was harmless .. but he was also useless. He was living for the day, with no ambitions in life and happy to just exist. He was secure in the knowledge that his parents would always financially support him. However, his cosy world turned upside down after his parents were suddenly & tragically killed in an air crash. A distant relative of his was the owner of a large business conglomerate. He took pity on Khadim, advised & trained him and gave him various assignments within the conglomerate. This was what Khadim wanted .. Things on a platter without having to work for it. He continued to be lethargic, couldnot effectively manage a team & was unable to handle pressure. He had failed badly in the assignments his relative gave him, often causing financial loss. Finally, tired of him, the relative give him g good sum of money, wished him all the best, told him to go away and do whatever he wanted in life. A friend of his told him to invest in a small unit dealing in reprographic machines. Khadim did so and although the returns were not high, he was happy. He just wanted something predictable & safe to do. Several years passed & he had not bothered to scale up or make any changes whatsoever. It was when he lost his biggest customer to FGI that he got shaken up from his sanguine existance. He made half-hearted attempts at securing new customers but had no success. So he did the easiest thing and fired some of his staff to reduce cost.

Part 5

The only men employed in FGI were some errand-boys/peons who were on contractual basis. These peons primarily had 3 sets of duties .. Cleaning, Routine tasks and running errands.

The cleaning duties were to have the office furniture dusted & cleaned and walls, floor & carpets completely vacuumed by the time the ladies arrived for work. The washrooms had to be washed twice daily .. before the staff came in the morning & after they left in the evening. During office hours, 1 peon was assigned to the 2 washrooms for the staff. He would have to shuttle between the 2 washrooms & wipe dry the WC, washroom floor, washbasin etc. 1 peon was assigned exclusively to Feroza. Everytime she used her washroom adjoining her cabin, the peon had to wipe dry all the wet spots in the washroom immediately after she finished.

Routine tasks included papers to be filed or removed from files, drawers to be emptied and papers re-arranged. The men were not given any table or chair to sit. They would have to do these duties seated on the ground at the concerned lady's desk. Many times while working on their Laptops or conversing on their cellphones, the ladies would slightly pull out the middle or bottom drawer, angle their chairs, stretch their legs with their feet resting on the edge of the drawer .. just inches away from the face of the peon sitting near the desk. For the men, staring at the soles of the ladies feet was a constant reminder of their position in that office.

Apart from these, there were errands to be run. both official & personal .. Deliver documents to customers, government departments etc, bring some snack items from the hotel downstairs, pickup the clothes from dry-cleaners, deliver something to the ladies homes, bring something from their homes etc etc

The women never bothered to call the men by their names. Instead they would snap their fingers & order them around. If any peon didnot do an assigned task to the satisfaction of the concerned lady then she would hurl the most insulting remarks & choicest expletives on him. Whichever man protested was curtly & bluntly told "You'll continue to be treated this way. If you don't like it then get out". Those who chose to stay back after hearing that continued to be treated badly. Those who quit were replaced.

Over a period of time, there was some stability in the attrition of the office boys. Eventually, 3 peons who quietly tolerated the women's harsh treatment of them, didnot quit. The men had common reasons for not quitting: The primary reason was that they all were submissive by nature. They were convinced that since they were not as educated or smart as the women, it wasn't surprising that they were treated shabbily. Secondly, Even though the men were on contract, FGI paid very well. Thirdly, each year when FGI celebrated their success by taking the staff on a vacation to some exotic country, they would take these peons along too. The peons couldn't dream of getting such a salary or visiting a foreign country if they were employed elsewhere.

Part 6

In the 6th year of their operations, Feroza came up with a plan to wipe out competition ... All reporgarphic companies imported their machines from more or less the same OEMs. So, barring some differences, most models of the machines sold by FGI were similar to comparable models sold by competition. Although all the companies did make profit from selling the machine, the main profit came from the after sales Maintenance Contracts. Considering that FGI's after sales service levels were considered the benchmark for the industry, FGI would aggressively pitch Maintenance Contracts to customers who were using machines of competition as well. Feroza's strong belief was that once the competitor's customer would be convinced that FGI was in a position to service those machines as well then they would happily sign the maintenance contract with FGI. This way the competitor's main source of profit would get wiped out. The plan was unprecedented .. Even Jaison told her that it would have limited success. But armed with the details of competitor's machines, their present service contracts etc, Feroza set about the task with super-effective planning & missionary zeal ... and the result was a resounding & thumping success.

Tired of unpredictable after sales service levels of competitors, customers came to FGI in droves. Competitors were left scrambling for ideas to counter this offensive. Some of them approached the courts but they had no case and their petitions were dismissed. Soon the situation was that if they had to sell machines then it would have to be at a lower price than the market leader FGI .. and then there was the agony of hearing the customer say that the Maintenance Contract will be awarded to FGI. Their Profitabilities started taking massive hits. In a matter of 2 years, FGI's national market share went from top position to dominant position and during this time competitor after competitor started shutting down operations.

Khadim's unit was among the initial lot of FGI's competitors to shut shop. With his relative refusing to loan him any money, he had taken loans from financial institutions, including personal loans, to just stay afloat in business. But there was no way his small business could withstand the FGI tsunami. After his assets were seized & liquidated by his creditors to recover the loans, he had some amount of money left. He knew that if he didnot find some job within a few months then his money would run out. He was not used to poverty and desparately started looking for work .. any work.

Unlike Khadim, a more resilient Daulos was hell bent on not giving up to FGI that fast. Since the last 3 years, FGI had overtaken his firm in sales with their lead widening evey year. He had spent a considerable amount of the company's savings in advertising, selling machines at lower than cost price etc. Now FGI's bid to take away his service contracts had met with phenomenal success and had taken a big toll on his profits. Also, his foreign principal, very unhappy with the way that their brand had lost leadership position, had started making discomforting statements regarding possibly looking for additional distributors in the country. Daulos had to raise some money & that too quickly. Also he had to cut costs. He owned 3 huge bungalows in prime areas of the city. He had promised one bungalow to each of his wives. But now, he had to save his business. So, he hired a real estate broker to sell of one of them. Jaison came to know about the development. With his contacts in the real estate broker community as well as by using social media, he widely circulated a rumor that the bungalow had a negative history about it and brought grief & despair to whoever has owned it. Prospective buyers, frightened of investing in such a property, started backing out. Daulos, desparate for money, started lowering & lowering the asking price. Soon he was willing to sell at so much below market price that Jaison understood he wouldnot lower the price any further. He told Feroza to make her move. She immediately put up a frontman as a bidder so that Daulos doesn't know who is the actual buyer. Daulos, happy that someone had atlast shown interest immediately sold. A few weeks later, When he realised who had actually purchased his bungalow, he was furious. He wasn't a fool. He understood that it was either Feroza or Jaison who had floated the rumors & done the damage. But now it was too late. Feroza had beaten him .. again.

What Daulos didn't know was that Feroza beating him was the least of his worries. His wives, already upset with his continuously reducing financial support to them over the last 2 years, were shocked to hear about the sale of the house. They understood that Daulos was now a spent force and started insulting him and vociferously demanding that his assets be divided among the 3 of them. The children too were now young adults and stood by their mothers. They were no longer frightened of Daulos. One day, just before he left for work, he had a heated argument with his first wife and hit her till she was bleeding. In the afternoon, he had just come back to his office from his warehouse, when 2 police constables arrived there, arrested him in front of his staff & took him to the police station. It turned out that the wife had complained regarding domestic violence & his polygamy to the police. In her statement she also said that he constantly threatened her & her children with violence if she sought help from the law. That is why she had not complained for the last many years.

Feroza tipped off her friends in NGOs working for women's causes. They organised protests outside his house & office. The media got involved and soon a media trial had started. One of the NGOs who got regular funding from FGI, contacted Daulos' wives & children, assured them of all financial support and had the best lawyers appointed for them. These lawyers ensured that not only was Daulos denied bail but also kept the case dragging as much as possible. During the period, he had to spend time in prison as an undertrial. Startled by these developments, his foreign busienss principal terminated the agency agreement with him and appointed FGI as their exclusive agent in the country. They had no choice anyway. FGI now had the monopoly of the business in the country. Other global brands too appointed FGI as their exclusive agent after terminating contracts with local companies who at one time were competitors of FGI and today, had either closed or were facing certain closure.

After a few days, the media had forgotten Daulos as they had other news to report. Daulos' wives dragged the case for few more weeks during which time Daulos continued to be in prison. After that they made him an offer. They were not interested in his continued imprisonment. They wanted his money. They told him to distribute all his assets between the 3 of them and they would withdraw the case. His lawyers advised him to immediately agree. Atleast if he was out of jail, he could work towards building up a business again. Considering whatever he had been thru, Daulos was under tremendous mental duress, almost on the verge of a mental breakdown. After completing all the required formalities, the cases against him were withdrawn. As Daulos unsteadily ambled out of the jail gates, he was undecided on which direction to go. He was penniless & homeless ...

Jaison & Feroza decided that it was now time for them to get married. After their return from a long honeymoon, Jaison told all his staff that Feroza would be the CEO of FGI. He legally transferred 50% of the company's ownership to her. He would continue focussing on the innovative home applinaces business which had already turned profitable .. Shortly, Feroza threw a huge bash to celebrate everything .. her marriage to Jaison, taking FGI to where it was today, becoming CEO at 32 years of age and for acquiring a prime residential property in the city.

Part 7

A few months later, as soon as Nikki, FGI's Facilities Manager, came to work one morning, the intercom on her desk buzzed. It was the building security. They told her that a man named Khadim had been pestering them since 1 hour seeking permission to enter the building saying that FGI owed him some dues. Nikki checked her records for any former peon named Khadim but there was no one. She then checked with the accounts team but they told her that there was no vendor by that name. Nikki called the building security back and told them not to allow Khadim in. A little later, security buzzed her again saying that Khadim was again telling them to allow him in or else he would be calling the police. The security men said they were confused by Khadim's quiet confidence as if he is very sure of his facts.

Nikki made enquiries with her colleagues & seniors in the office and got the complete story about Khadim. She wondered what he wanted .. It very well could be that he had come with some ulterior or even evil motive. On the other hand he was denting FGI's image in public .. Even the building security seemed convinced by his behaviour. She buzzed the security, told them to do a thorough physical check of him for any weapon and if nothing was found on him, he could be sent up to her office.

When Khadim entered FGI's office, he was made to wait at the reception. Seated at her desk, Nikki was looking at him through the CCTV camera. What she saw was a wimpy looking fellow. Contrary to her fears, his body language & facial expression was of a timid & worried man. Nikki marched into the Reception area and asked impatiently "We dont meet people without an appointment .. What does FGI owe you?"

Khadim had come there hoping to meet Feroza. In his mind he had rehearsed that he would confidently walk into the building, go up to FGI's office, ask the receptionist to inform Feroza that he had come and when Feroza would call him into her cabin, he would say what he had to say. But everything went the opposite way of what he had planned. The building security refused to let him in as FGI hadnot updated the main-gate computer system regarding any visitor named Khadim. After he was somehow allowed upstairs, there was the nervousness of coming into a very imposing office & that too of the company that had finished him and now there was Nikki's arrogance .. All these factors made him forget all that he had rehearsed. Looking nervously at Nikki he just hemmed & hawed a bit and blurted out "I .. I .. I need .. need a job."

Irritated at his answer Nikki said "That's not what I asked you. Answer my question .. What does FGI owe you?"

Leave alone conflict .. Khadim was never good at handling situations even under slightest pressure .. He mumbled "No .. none dues .. just .. just want job"

Irritation now giving way to anger, she said "What did you say .. no dues? .. What are you mumbling? What job?". After a short pause she had grasped the situation. Extremely angry, she burst out "What the hell .. Are you saying that one fine day, you walked upto the office building, lied & threatened the security into allowing you inside, came upto our office .. and hoped to get a job here?". Looking incredulously at the receptionist she continued "Can you believe that? What does he take us for? Call the police right now. This stupid & insolent fellow needs to be taught a lesson he won't forget".

This was going all wrong for Khadim .. He backed off a couple of steps and pleaded & pleaded with her to calm down and listen to him. After that she could decide whether to call the police or not.

He told her that his name was Khadim and that Feroza knows him well. He said that he wanted a job with FGI and since the security persons wouldn't allow him entry into the building he made up some story about pending dues. He profusely apologised to Nikki for not coming with an appointment and for lying to the security persons and kept requesting & pleading with her to atleast inform Feroza about his arrival. Bored by his monotonous explanation & pleadings, Nikki ordered him to shut up. By then she had also calmed down a bit. Pretending as if she was trying to remember, she said "Khadim? I've heard that name before" and After a few seconds she exclaimed "Yes Yes .. I remember now .. You were one of the competitors Feroza had decimated ... But I dont understand .. Why have you come to us for a job? You have a rich relatives don't you? Aren't they helping you out?"

Nikki's colleagues & seniors had given her an entire brief about him. She of course knew why he needed a job. After his unit had closed down and he had paid off all his debts, he wasn't left with much money. His rich relative initially helped him with some money but later stopped taking his calls .. He was living in a rented shanty and had started looking for a job but no one would hire a 40 year old man with a history of failed projects behind him. He had been out of business & unemployed for more than 1.5 years.

Khadim didnt know how to answer her & explain his situation. He said, "Er .. well .. er .. after FGI finished me ..."

"Oh .. dont say that" Nikki interrupted "We just threw you out of business .. and your house" she said with a laugh. His defeated expression didnt stop her laughter. She then matter-of-factly told him "We don't hire losers like you. Considering the stunt you tried to pull off today, the best we can do for you is not to hand you over to the police. Now get out".

Her words were like forceful slaps to his face. But he was in no position to protest. In a quivering voice he said "Please .. please .. aleast ask Feroza ma'am to give me 3 minutes"

Raising her voice Nikki said "Can't you understand faggot, you're not meeting anyone .. Are you leaving or ..."

Tears welling up in his eyes Khadim cried out "Please .. I need a job .. no one will hire me .. I have no job .. no money .. please .." and he began sobbing.

Nikki had been closely observing Khadim, initially through the CCTV camera and now by personally meeting him. She was thinking "He must have exhausted all his money, must be scared out of his wits & doesn't know what to do. He just wants to work somewhere, even if it is with his nemesis FGI". And from whatever she understood about him, she was willing to bet that the lazy sissy had come there hoping to get some low-pressure, easy-to-do work. A thought crossed her mind and there was a naughty twinkle in her eyes.

Pretending to soften her attitude she said "Look, men in our office perform fairly lowly duties. Whatever your present financial state, you were a business owner after all .. I'm sure we can't hire you for those kind of jobs". Seeing her changed attitude gave him some hope. With some enthusiasm he said "No no ma'am .. please don't think like that .. Just give me a chance .. I'll do anything .. anything"

Shrugging her shoulders she said OK, called out to one of the peons and asked him to show Khadim what functions Peons perform at FGI.

Part 8

About 10 minutes later, the Peon brought Khadim to Nikki's desk. She asked "You must've seen the peons at work. If you want to work at FGI, those will be your duties. Our peon must have told you about the contract terms, what they get paid etc. Do you want the job?".

Khadim couldnt think clearly .. Mentally tired, he just sat on the floor. He was hoping for some clerical position atleast. But what the peons did was menial work. Moreover, he had seen the way the women treated them. Also these peons were not direct employees of FGI, they were contractual employees. After a few seconds Nikki impatiently demanded "Well? .. Is it yes or no?" .. Hearing no response she raised her voice and said "I don't have all day .. Interested or not?"

In a defeated voice and almost in a whisper he said "I .. I accept". Smiling victoriously Nikki told him "The jobs that these peons do need some physical stamina .. we will have you hired only after we try you out. Come with me"

She led him to a washroom and told him that he would do washroom wiping duties for the rest of the day. At her behest, many of her colleagues started pretending to use the washroom again & again. Once inside, all they would do was to pour some water on & near the WC, all around the washbasin and on the floor and come out. Each time Khadim had to wipe dry everything. Initially, he did manage to do the needful. However, with each passing attempt, he was getting tired & his work was getting more & more shoddy. One after the other, the ladies started complaining to Nikki about the "terrible work" that the man was doing. She went to Khadim & told him not to slacken if he wanted the job. By lunch hour he just had no energy left .. He lay sprawled out on his back on the washroom floor.

Just before the staff started dispersing for lunch, Nikki came into the washroom. She was wearing formal work clothes .. a formal shirt, knee length skirt, near transparent panty-hose and pumps shoes with 3 inch heels. She purposefully walked upto him, kicked off the shoe on her right foot and placed her foot on his face. Her foot had been in the shoes since morning and the smell from her sweaty hose hit him. He made some weak attempts to push her foot away but she pressed her foot down. After some futile attempts, he gave up trying and his tired arms fell to his sides. When Nikki was convinced that he had capitulated to her, she moved that foot to his heaving chest. She looked down at him with a proud & arrogant expression. She told him that he had miserably failed in his trial attempt at his job and that he was of no use to the company. She then removed her foot from his chest and told him to get out. He just lay there looking with a glazed look in his eyes. Irritated, she repeated her order in a harsh tone and kicked him on his abdomen. He came out of his trance like state and slowly started to get up. Suddenly she placed her foot on his chest again and pushed him back down on the floor. He looked at her in fear wondering what she was upto.

Crinkling her nose she said "On second thoughts, you've made an honest attempt. Maybe we can try you out after all. We will give you 3 months here. If we don't see any improvement during that period then you'll be thrown out". Pressing her foot down on his chest she asked "Understood?". Not surprisingly he was looking at her in confusion & fear. He couldn't figure out what was happening. Nikki didnot wait for his reply. Rubbing her foot on his lips & nose she said "You can start from tomorrow .. I think I'm going to enjoy having you here".

Part 9

Now that the company had achieved complete monopoly over the market, Feroza realised that without competition, all her employees would lose the fire in their bellies to continue succeeding. She restructured the company into 6 different units. FGI would be the holding company and also would support all the group companies with common functions such as HR, Facilities & Administration, Finance & Accounts, Logistics and IT. The 4 global brands that she was distributing was hived off into 4 different companies. Since the supporting functions were being handled by the holding company, each unit was responsible only for sales & after-sales service of their respective brands. So, these 4 companies would compete among themselves in the market for orders. Jaison's innovative home appliances business was a stable & profitable operation and he brought that company too under the FGI group. But Jaison being Jaison immediately started working on starting work on a new business line.

FGI, the holding company, along with the HR, Finance & Logistics teams moved into a small cosy independant building with a basement & large lawns. The other 5 companies were shifted into offices in different parts of the city. The ladies from FGI's start-up team of 2009, who had grown to vice-presidents in FGI were now promoted as CEOs of each of the newly formed companies. Tisha was made the CEO of the innovate home appliances company. The peons, including Khadim, also got distributed among the 5 group companies.

One day Feroza had to take a different route when driving to work as some road repair work had started on the route she usually took. At a traffic signal, just a block away from her office, she saw a tall, anorexic & bald beggar crawling from car-to-car & bike-to-bike begging for alms. As he came close to her Mercedes S-class, she was sure she had seen him before but couldn't place him. Through the rear-view mirror her chauffeur noticed her quizzically looking at the beggar and said "Ma'am, this beggar is here everyday from morning to late evening. He crawls around without even bothering about the signal turning green. One day some vehicle will surely run over him". The signal turned green and her car moved ahead.

Feroza had a strong memory for faces. She closed her eyes and tried to remember. Suddenly it came to her in a flash. The beggar was Daulos! For a momnet she was a bit stunned. When she had last seen Daulos, he was a muscular & proud man. After he had left from prison, no one had heard about him. Fate could be very cruel. But she had not forgotten the cruel harm that he wanted to cause to Jaison & to her company. She had wanted him to crawl at her feet & beg for mercy. But here he was crawling to all & sundry at a traffic signal. She decided to do something about it.

The next day, Feroza asked her chauffeur to reach office on his own and herself drove to work in her Ferrari. The previous day, Daulos had not seen her. She wanted to see what his reaction would be when he saw her. As she arrived at the signal Daulos was there, crawling from vehicle-to-vehicle. She opened the car door, swivelled herself and daintily placed her feet on the road. In this position, she would be facing him. She bent down and snapped her fingers. As he looked up, she motioned for him to come closer. Even as he was crawling towards her, she was looking into his eyes & face intently to see if he showed any sign of recognition but his face was completely blank. She asked, "Do you want something to eat?" and dropped tiny pieces of choclate on the road near her feet. He first tried to pickup some pieces with his hand but they were too tiny and kept falling off. So he began licking the pieces off the road. With her foot, she started pointing to pieces of choclate that were still left & he hungrily licked those off. After he had finished, he looked up at her with expectation to see if she had anything more for him to eat. Se gave a dazzling smile and in a friendly tone she asked him "why do you beg on the streets? If you work, you can eat as much food & choclate as you want" He looked up at her vacantly as if trying to understand what she was saying. She said "If you will work then I can arrange a job for you." She repeated herself but there was no change in his reaction. A bit exasperated she was about to repeat what she said in a raised voice when Daulos, although with a blank expression, suddenly responded "A job .. a Job". She said "Yes, a job .. A job that will be perfect for you". Other vehicle drivers at the signal were obviously watching all this with interest. One of the motorists, a biker, shouted at Daulos "The lady is giving you work you cripple. Say yes to her and lead a respectable life rather than being miserable and crawling on the street". A couple of other motorists too shouted at Daulos encouraging him to take up her job offer. Daulos was still looking at her vacantly and she realised that his mental faculties had become slow .. After a few seconds of silence, again he said suddenly but haltingly "Where ..is .. job?" Since her office was only a block away, she could explain the location to him in the way that he would easily understand. He repeated after her as if trying to comprehend what she was saying. She told him to be there in 2 hours. As the signal turned green and she drove away, Feroza wasn't sure if he would come. Nonetheless, when she arrived at the main gate of her office, she told the security that if a cripple beggar came there then she should be informed. That afternoon at about 3 o'clock main gate security informed Feroza that Daulos had indeed come. She told them to get him bathed & shaved, get him some new clothes and give him food.

Part 10

She then asked Tara, her Corporate Communications Head, to immediately meet her.

If anyone in FGI or its subsidiaries could match Feroza in looks then it was Tara. Similar height, flawless fair skin, a proud yet gorgeous face amd a atheletic & fit body. She kept her private life strictly under wraps but Feroza knew that she was from a wealthy background and was a lifestyle dominant with 3 boyfriend-slaves, one of whom lived-in with her in her penthouse. Feroza shared the details of her plan with Tara. They had a detailed discussion on how to go about it. Shortly afterwards, Tara dorve upto the main gate, picked up Daulos and proceeded to Feroza's farmhouse, about 100 km away.

4 months later .. It was 9 AM and Daulos was crawling towards Feroza's cabin. This was how his official day in FGI started everyday. As he reached the cabin door, he gently knocked and waited for her permission to go in. Once permitted, he would crawl in. Without looking up from her laptop screen, she would warmly wish him a good morning. He would wish her back, crawl upto her desk and would gently keep kissing her feet till she permitted him to stop. He would then ask her if he could be of any service. Since it was the start of the business day, she would usually be busy and would tell him that he would be informed of when his services would be required. He would kiss her feet once more, wish her a good day and crawl out of her cabin to Tara's cubicle where he would to repeat what he did in Feroza's cabin. He would then have to crawl to Nikki's desk & wait there. Any of the ladies wanting a foot massage or their shoes cleaned or shined had to inform Nikki who was the single point of contact regarding Daulos.

Unfortunately for Daulos, his scope of duties went far beyond just foot massages and shoe shining. Nikki, who was upset by Khadim's relocation to a group company, was delighted by the arrival of Daulos. She would use him as a general purpose foot-rest and make him suck her toes for as long as she wanted. Each of the staff had their own demands of how he should behave when coming to them for a foot massage. Some of the ladies just got their feet massaged & permitted him to go. Some wanted him to first show his subservience by rubbing his nose at their feet. Others wanted their feet kissed during or after the massage. Some of them would use him as a foot rest before or after the massage while working on their laptops. Some women would signal the end of the massage by tapping on his bald head with one foot. Almost all the ladies wanted him to remove their shoes before the massage started & put the shoes back on their feet after the massage was over.

One young woman would pickup her cup of coffee from the vending machine, go upto the large windows to view the greenery outside. Daulos would have to lie flat on his back at her feet. She would place one foot on his chest and he would have to gently rub that foot, till she finished her coffee. After some days, she decided to experiment further. She would make Daulos remove her shoe and would place her bare foot on his mouth & would order him to lick her sole while she sipped her coffee. On some other days, when the coffee was almost finished, she would spit into the cup and make Daulos drink the balance coffee.

With passing of time, Daulos knew exactly which lady expected what from him and behaved exactly as was expected of him.

He was given the basement to stay & had been provided with a castor/wheel enabled 'walker' so that he could go around the basement doing his morning chores. The basement had a washroom which he could use. He had been trained to freshen up, shave, have breakfast and arrive upstairs at the FGI offices at sharp 9 AM. He wasn't allowed to use the 'walker' after he came upstairs .. He had to crawl. Since FGI was a female staffed company, it was ensured that 75% of the securtiy staff were female. In return for foot massages and getting their shoes shined, one or the other female security staff brought breakfast & dinner for Daulos. Since all office staff were there at lunch hour the lunch prepared for the office staff would also be given to him. Apart from the disability in his legs which was now beyond treatment, he had been diagnosed with some other medical problems and FGI paid the expenses to get him treated. A bank account was opened in his name and a nominal amount was deposited in that every month. Compared to the life on the street, this was heaven. What more did he want? All he had to do was to keep the ladies happy.

The following Women's Day, all the employees of FGI & its group companies gathered for a party. The husbands/boyfriends of the employees were invited. Some of them had choreographed one-act plays, songs etc showing how the balance of power had shifted in their houses after the wife/girlfriend had started working for FGI. But it was all in good fun and girl power being acknowledged & lauded by the men they loved felt very special to the women.

The finale had everyone pleasantly surprised .. Jaison gave a short speech on what dreams he had started FGI with, how he found a great student in Feroza, how Feroza took the company to levels which Jaison had not even dreamt of and how he was now the student and she was the master. There was loud cheering & clapping by the women. Smilingly, he prostrated himself before Feroza and the clapping became louder, Feroza winked at everone, and raised both her arms in victory. As the applause went on, Jaison looked at Feroza with tremendous admiration. She had done in 10 years what he had never thought was possible. That day, in an extremely elegant dress and her new hairstyle she really looked like a goddess. Feroza saw his dreamy, adoring gaze and laughed happily. She helped him up and gave him a long, passionate kiss. The applause & cheering grew even louder.

xxxxx THE END xxxxx

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