Thread: Can She Rise To The Challenge (google and skittish_butterfly)

Micheal sat back in his chair, shifting as though trying to make himself comfortable when he was already in complete control of the situation. He considered for a moment pouring himself another drink but decided against it, for the time being the one drink had filled its purpose by both forcing her to sit waiting for him to speak and of course by taking the edge off a little bit, he could hold his drink quite well but that first drink or two was always just perfect to relax and ensure that one remained relaxed. The range of emotions on her face right then was fantastic, she responded so beautifully to just about everything he was doing right then and there, did she really think that he wasn't in control of the situation, did she really believe that she had somehow been innovative or intelligent enough to come at him in a way that he hadn't seen coming? She might be in one of the top universities in the country but Micheal had done the same and then spent over a decade in the private sector, honing the theoretical aspect of the education with the practical experience that came from operating in the real world. More then once his office had been picketed by angry feminist or religious groups and he had become well versed in dealing with those who disagreed with him, learning the many tactics available to someone who wanted to irritate another person into ending a meeting early and in a huff. Hell the long list of demands that she had presented to him, he had seen that same tactic pulled off by both ministers and members of local government who thought they might be able to talkforce the vile man out of business. He had used that very tactic himself to get out of an agreement to distribute European films through his site, an arrangement he had only entered to give himself a foot hold over in Europe and if had paid off in divides ever since. He listened carefully to what she said, making mental notes of it all, especially when she mentioned her father. Did he detect daddy issues there, the women he worked with often did though Micheal suspected hers might come from a different direction... and he knew just which buttons to push in order to exploit that. With her it would be difficult but given time and a little approval for her hard work from an older man, that could be just the key to breaking her down all the faster, instead of getting her to quit he could get her to submit. I can't say for sure I understand entirely... He said slowly as she stood up. I can appreciate that you have gotten yourself in over your head, you made an arrangement that you were ill prepared for and now you don't want to back out, fortunately for you Katherine I am much more interesting in seeing you come to love submission rather then forcing you to quit. I suspect that if I felt cruel I could have this little game of ours finished in a matter of hours. Of course that would be only if he went all out rather then taking his time and building up with her. He met her gaze, matched her aggression with indifference and her petulance with amusement, and as she started to undress he stood himself, rolling his shoulders but not yet moving from behind the desk, fingers stroking his chin as if he were deep in thought though the purpose of that gesture was instead to highlight the smirk on his face, the intensity of his gaze as he devoured her body with his eyes, each inch that came into view taken in as though it was a morsel waiting to be devoured. White, practically virginal... seems rather fitting. He said as he moved from behind the desk and closed the distance between them slowly. However I did instruct you to remove all of your clothing Katherine, I can't get a proper appraisal of your body if you hide even a single inch of it from me... now discard the rest of it or give up for the day.