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Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

As the time passed, Chloe was left to mindlessly observe the daily hum of the office. Mental notes were made as more women filtered about, comparing herself to the rest. Her own hem was a good amount lower than the others, which she found odd. Most offices shed tread through watched their employees with hawk-like accuracy. Peeking around her phone, the various photos that lined the walls also seemed odd. At least they werent motivational posters. The trickle of visitors became impossible to ignore. Three would show up, then three would be ushered in. A visible frown was forming over her lips. Had the secretary failed to inform him of her arrival? Her foot tapped silently upon the floor, watching in a surly fashion as more and more came and went. Any attempts at hiding behind her phone had quickly fallen away. The device was placed back within her bag as glances of contempt were shot at the secretary when she knew she wouldnt be caught. What the hell was going on? Hazel eyes took a brief observation of the clock. Good gods, shed been sitting for nearly an hour! Now assuming that the woman behind the desk was a moron, Chloe began to stand. Oh, shed get hers. By the time shed approached the desk, Mr. Borden was apparently ready for her. Oh, well then. Thank you, offered in a tense tone. Palms briefly ran over any wrinkles her dress may have formed before grasping firmly at a knob and twisting. His office seemed more suited for a man on wall street than one of a sales manager. The photography along the walls was yet another radical choice for an office. She wouldnt exactly classify them as tasteful, yet they seemed professional enough for someone to think so. His welcome earned a confident smile as she casually shut the door behind herself and approached. Her strides were timed approaching too quickly came off as desperate, too slow was rude. It was irresistible , and thank you for letting me join your team. Without his consent to occupy a chair, a hand gestured towards the empty cushion. Her voice dripped of honey. May I? It was obvious she was trying to be charming. Had he seen her delay in the waiting room, the blatant attitude adjustment would be something to remark on. With his attention finally on her and her alone, Chloe was prepared to milk every minute she could in an attempt to form a positive impression. After all, the first ones to go were the new ones. Shed be damned if she allowed him to put her on that list.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Youre welcome, we only hire the best. Troy already knew much about her, and had seen photos on the Internet, but in person, he had to admit, they didnt do her justice. Some would say that a black dress was the hardest color to wear as it was one of the most unforgiving of colors, yet on her it seemed like a second skin. Every curve of her young nubile body was accentuated by the quality fabric. Many times women would select something a size too small to fit in, and it never looked right, but here that wasnt the case, the fit on her was perfect. Though it wasnt quite in the style he preferred, he couldnt say that it was doing her any harm at all. Briefly taking in her visage, he answered her request to sit. No you may not. Now he looked right up at her, from across his immense desk, wondering if she even suspected how many how many girls had been bent over this very desk. Putting those thoughts aside, he wanted to put her in her place quickly and not let her set the tone of the meeting. This wasnt a meeting of equals, and he was going to make sure she realized it quickly. His tone and demeanor was simply that of someone completely used to being in control. Now turn around, slowly. Never did he use the word please, or ask her permission, he simple issued a command, that he clearly wanted followed. Nor did he offer her any explanation for why he was asking it, for he didnt need any justification. Troy was arrogant, but that came from confidence and ability, and though he was related to the founders, he actually was good at his job, as he knew his department, the company and his clientele very well. What he was doing now was testing his newest employee to just see how she reacted, as it would give him a good idea of who and what she was. Put down your briefcase and do it again. Troy neither smiled, nor seemed at all bothered by what he was asking of her. She needed the job, he knew it, but like any women, there was more to her, and he wanted to know. If she was going to be a problem, shed be let go immediately, if she showed she had what it took, then he would be pleased. What he saw on paper and heard in the interview could only tell him so much, now he could hear, watch, and feel her entire response, and judge it for himself. Troy had no doubt this woman probably had most men wrapped around her finger, just a smile from her probably made them melt, she was going to find him to be quite different.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe did her best to suppress an expression of shock once she was denied a seat. No? She hadnt heard that since childhood. Her effortless grin vanished from painted lips as hand returned back at her side. Bewildered and slightly dismayed, the woman stood in silence while eyes focused with a new level of interest. Apparently her tricks werent working. She found that odd, judging by the amount of young women running about on the other side of his office doors. Pegging him as simple clearly wasnt appropriate. Then the demand for a turnabout. The order sent panic and fear through her. Oh shit! Shed somehow offended him in under a minute, and now he was going to tell her to walk the hell out of there! Her grasp upon briefcase tightened in an attempt to keep emotions in check. Quietly, feet and ankles rotated to follow his instruction. Her eyes bore into the large wooden doors with a frown now on full display once out of his view. Her silence was held. With a full expectation of being yelled out of his building, his second demand made her lungs tight. Oh wait, shed just forgotten to breathe. She paused for a fraction of a second. Bending at the knee, an arm was extended to lower her bag to the floor. Hasty pace was taken to the front of his office, her heels clicking against dark wooden floor as she put space between them. As if walking away reversed time, the woman took a moment at his door to collect herself. After a lengthy exhale, the woman turned about with a new energy. Any previous signs of casualty had been abandoned. Good morning, Mister Borden. Thank you so much for your time. This time her approach was timely and any false tone of allure had been dropped. Her eyes refrained from listlessly drifting about the office and remained pointedly focused upon the man behind the desk. A small smile was offered as fingers laced at her front. Im sure youre very busy, but I just want you to know I appreciate you spending the time to welcome me to the company instead of passing me on to an assistant. Chloe was amazed with how difficult it was to not be flirtatious in the office. It had been her main method of gaining attention and favor with previous supervisors, and until now, it had always worked. How on earth was she supposed to weasel her way through the company if he wasnt going to let her act all attractive? Finished with her short speech, she waited. Was that what he wanted?
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

The hot thing seemed for the most part unfazed by his command, but she did as she was told which he approved of. His eyes watched, and he could sense the tension, but she hid it well as she went about completing her assigned task. Everything about her reeked of a strong willed woman, used to being the center of attention, which made Troys plans all the more thrilling. Finally she came to again face him, taking a deep breath before beginning her little introduction spiel. Listening, he didnt interrupt her, even though his face remained emotionless as she tried to stroke his ego. Not that she was the first or last, he had not doubt this was learned behavior that had helped in prior jobs. Still he let her go on, till she finally stopped. Im glad youre impressed, but the reality is Im not. Troy let the words hang, because he did want to burst her bubble, and make clear that he wasnt impressed, that he didnt think so highly of her. It was time to put her in her place, and see how she reacted to it. Even though he didnt know for sure, he figured she was confident of her ability, and probably thought very highly of herself. I think you are out of your element, and dont have clue whats going have to do or is going to be required of you. I have no doubt that every salesperson in that office can outsell you, with their eyes closed. The doubtful tone in his voice made clear his suspicion of her current capabilities. Troy of course was doing this intentionally as it served his purpose. No need for her to think she was special, or in any way better than anyone here. Not that he doubted she was in total disbelief of what he was saying, probably considering every comment ridiculous, and that she was going to prove him wrong. Even before she began to speak, he raised his hand. Dont interrupt me. I know, you think youre special, youre the best, and youll demonstrate it. Reality is youre not. You dont have a clue about our product or our customer, and what they want. There was a strategic pause as he appeared to be taking a moment to collect his thoughts, but in fact he did it just to keep her on edge. So Im going to train you, teach you want you need to know, and well find out what you are made of. Do you think you can handle that?
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

For the second time in under five minutes, Chloe was stunned. He wasnt busy? Who the hell were all those people that came in before her? What the hell did he do here?! Her calm exterior was beginning to crack. Her eyebrows furrowed while lips offered a small frown. She squinted, attempting to somehow focus even more upon the man. Then he went on. His assumption of her confidence was accurate. With every statement made, her frown grew. Her casual pose was slowly transforming to one of agitation. Slender shoulders tensed and slightly rose while her hands pressed a bit too firmly against her hips in an attempt to avoid balling into fists. Had she been of a lower brow, his words might have brought her to shout. She never looked down or ashamed, just tense and silent as he proceeded. Her instincts told her to argue. Just as she took a breath to retort, hed immediately demanded her silence. Mentally, every statement hed made was disagreed upon. The anger within her made her stomach tighten, and it took all she had to not turn around and walk out on her own accord. But where else would she go? It wasnt as if there were any companies as sizeable as Borden Mechanical in this town. By the time hed paused for a second time, she knew better than to attempt to interject. She felt like an artist being criticized on their most recent painting. Except the painting was herself. Somewhere, within all his negativity, he had to have found something promising. After all, he wouldnt just hire her to insult her then send her away, would he? Finally, a positive. A promise to improve upon her tools and prepare her for their clientele. Before she could speak, an effort had to be made to loosen her jaw and relax muscles. Clearly rattled, the woman made an effort to respond in as calm of a tone as her second introduction. Yes, Mister Borden. Your training would be invaluable and greatly appreciated. My knowledge of your products is admittedly limited and I know Id benefit a great deal by familiarizing myself with the company as well as your clients. As if to show her readiness to deal with verbal abuse, she finished with a smile. By the time she was done speaking, any previous signs of anger had been released, the woman back to her regular stance. Despite the lengthy reproach, she felt like shed won. And perhaps her need to win was her downfall. She just couldnt say a simple yes.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

The new sales associate did her best to maintain her decorum and not protest his comments, at least thats what Troy thought. So calmly sat there, continuing to make her stand at near attention, as she expounded on her willingness to receive training and to become better acquainted with Borden Tools and its customers. All of it was nothing less than what hed expect from a canned speech or new employee trying to impress. He was amused she gotten in yet another piece of flattery while doing it, though he wondered what she would say if she knew his intent. Troy almost chuckled at the thought, but contained himself. Since your background is in professional corporate sales, I think should first inform you who are customer is, so you have a better picture. We sell tools, working man tools, the kind truck strop, auto shops, and construction sites use. These buyers arent the smooth chested new age kind of boys youre probably used to, these are men, hairy chested, knuckle dragging men. Troy paused again, letting her take his rather direct description of Borden Mechanicals customer. He wondered what she was thinking, what she thought of this revelation. Yes they had professional clients, but the vast majority he knew her hard working type guys, that would chew up this prissy bitch if she went waltzing into a shop dressed like she was now. Still he wanted her to stew on it a bit, before he continued. Do you understand? Are you prepared to make the effort necessary to serve me and my department as needed? He wanted to hear what she thought, just to judge how he was going to proceed with this. There was no doubt in his mind he could make her into an excellent and productive sales associate, but he also knew he could do even more than that. Having fully enjoyed her clothed form, he knew there was much about Ms. Pender still to be revealed, and that with a little skill and a strong hand he was going to see a lot more of her. One step at a time, but he was positive that Ms. Pender was going to be a real asset.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe worked harder than many others in her previous company and was fully capable of accepting the same fate here. Most people were stupid, anyways. They made small chat about the weather or the weekends. But not Mister Borden. While his speeches might have been bitter to swallow, his conversation was refreshing. He didnt seem to speak in vague buzz words and she had a feeling he wouldnt be sending any cryptic messages regarding her performances in the future. What was once anger had now settled into curiosity. Admittedly, the idea of pitching tools to a man that was likely concerned about where hed get his next discount beer didnt exactly sound like her dream job. But if she studied the product offered and learned a couple facts, shed at least be able to grease some kind of profit. Mister Borden, I dont just walk to an address and read from a script. I go out of my way to understand each client and their personal needs. If they follow a sport, Ill know. If they have a kid in soccer, Ill know. Ive had clients purchase more items than they thought they ever needed, and probably ever would. I have always put every effort possible into my jobs thus far, and I dont plan on changing my regime now. She felt odd standing, especially now that he seemed interested in warning her and going through a lengthy discussion. Honestly, shed expected a simple walk around the office followed by a simple handoff to a coworker. What kind of sales job needed this level of building up to? So please, just give me a chance. I know Im always dedicated to my employer I just need the opportunity to show you.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

The new sexy sales associate continued to voice her dedication and willingness to serve, which pleased him, though it was still far from proven that she had what it took, especially in the way he enjoyed a woman. Sitting casually he decided to see if she could live up to some of her boastful statements. Still remaining aloof, he looks up from his desk to where she stood and gives her a once over, before he continues. I have no doubt in your big city job, you did well for yourself, but here its different. Do the pictures on wall offend you? Troys hand sets down the paperwork, before rising up and directing her attention to the various naked women that adorned his walls. Because if they do, youre going to have problems with our clients. Have you ever been to a mechanics shop and seen what hangs on their walls in the back room, these are almost tame. These guys live in a world were men are men and women are women. Do you think a women like yourself, attired the way you are is going to appeal to these guys? Let me show you what youre in for. Troy stood up, as he spoke, his large body and broad shoulder becoming even more impressive as he reached his full height. Now he begins to move around the desk towards her. Yeah baby, why are you dressed like a nun? I bet you look real good under that outfit, dont you want to show me some more? It was clear Troy was imitating what their customers would be like, if she were to meet them. The crass and crude way he spoke, added to the genuine feel that she was being treated like a piece of meat, and not the professional level skilled sales person she was. Troy large bulky frame came to stand next to her, and a little too close, as he looked down and spoke with a deep commanding voice. Show me your tools and Ill show you mine.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe took a second brief glance about the room once his choice of dcor was brought back to her attention. She had her own personal objections, though she doubted he actually cared to hear her vocalize any of them. As her attention returned to Troy, he had stood and was approaching. By the time hed stopped, her personal bubble had definitely been invaded. His stature and stance was certainly a distraction itself. Paired with coarse language, the environment had tangibly shifted. Her right hand grabbed nervously at forearm as weight shifted away, the girl taking a step back in an attempt to retreat. The only confrontations shed ever dealt with were verbal and theyd never even come close to escalating into a physical advance. M-Mister Borden, I dont think Hed continued, insinuating once more towards lewd behavior. A deep blush crept over her cheeks, her eyes bashfully looking away. Sure, in the city a few whistles and cat calls had been sent her way, but his simulation felt personal. And she wasnt on a public sidewalk. The girl had been struck with embarrassment without much effort at all, quickly stripping her of any previous charm. I-Is this really the most productive method of training? She hoped that ignoring his role-play would make it stop. Unsure of how to handle such advances, his point was made. Hoping to deter him another retreating step was taken. She bumped up against the chair that was never offered as a seat, the expensive leather squeaking gently against her leg. Releasing her arm to grasp firmly at the back of the chair, her fingers held fast in an attempt to support herself. The way she froze was similar to a deer caught in headlights, her muscles tight and ready to spring at any moment.
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Troy could see the demeanor of this professional woman struggle as he confronted her with something shed never been exposed to. Her programmed and pat answers eluding her as he ramped up the tension and invaded her personal space. Knowing full well the likely affect it would have on her, and though he could have let up he didnt, and continued to press her further. I dont think you do think? I think you have all the perfect answers youve been taught to say like a parrot. He even closed the distance, till their bodies were almost touching, as he confronted her hesitation, her inability to finish her thoughts. Knowing that he had her off balance and about to fall back, he just took advantage of it, to see what happened. The less time he gave her to think or form her answers the more truthful and real they would be. Are you questioning my methods? Are you saying you know better about this than I do? Troy reached out to help her from falling, to give her something to grab a hold of rather than fall. His large hand reaching out, his powerful muscles arm easily up to the task of arresting her fall, as he continued to verbally push her. Are you going to run from our customers too? Or are you just afraid of real men, the kind that take charge? He made no effort to back up or release his grip upon her, he just pulled her closer as he spoke, his voice deep, one used to being in command, one used to being followed. His eyes bore into her as he dressed her down for her words, questioning her very ability. Troy knew what he was doing, as his words hammered away at her. Did she even realize what his real goal was, or how much she would have to capitulate in order to please him? The kind that wont take any shit off of you, the kind that want a woman, and expect a woman to be a woman, and not some caricature of a man. Or are you scared of being a woman too?
Thread: When Devotion to Work becomes Obsession (Tyr and Sanja)

Chloe hadnt expected her first day on the job to go this way. Her boss was very near and very intimidating. Piercing through her safety bubble of personal space was both unprofessional and unethical, but she didnt take any measures to withdraw from the situation. I-I never meant to question.. He was so close, yet he drew nearer. Her instincts to retreat threw her balance off, hands reaching out instinctively and grasping at whatever hold she could find. Her fingers held tightly to the sleeve of his jacket while her second hand had clutched at lapel. For a moment, she was silent. Their awkward embrace was intimate enough to exchange warmth. Quietly inhaling, she could even sample his cologne. Though she usually appeared casual with others, actual exchanges of intimacy had remained rather minimal. Sure, she played around a bit in school. But once her career had started most of the boys her age were intimidated by her professionalism or pay check. His words broke her from her reverie. Clearly shocked, her lips parted to speak only to stammer mindlessly while she attempted to form a coherent thought. I just Her eyes were wide, fingers trembling. I need training. She was beginning to realize that whatever job shed signed up for was clearly something different than shed ever imagined. In the past, she might had immediately extracted herself and slammed the door in her dramatic exit. But today, with Mister Borden, she clutched to the man as if her life depended upon it. It likely did.