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Thread: How to manage a manager.

Donovan was happy dealing with the customers and he fit right in helping them. It wasn't his first retail position, he'd done it all before a million times. He knew the process too. He used to be a preferred customer for the book company, before they moved to e-books. Now he spent the same amount of money from the security of wherever he could find wifi access. He had a loyalty card and was asked every time he made a purchase in the stores, so he figured they were a pretty big deal. He'd learn more about them, he was sure, but for now he knew enough to understand the basics and to understand they were important to the company. Thanks, though I have to admit I am pretty used to that kind of stuff. I'm sure this will all work nicely. I have to admit that if I didn't have the addiction to fantasy novels that I possess I might not have known about the loyalty cards. I used to get a 5 dollar gift certificate every two months from the store I used to go to in the mall. Donovan grinned. Speaking of which, you'll have to show me all the sections. I have a good idea of where the MAIN things are, but there have to be a few sections that I haven't noticed. You'll also have to show me some of your personal favorites. It'd be fun to learn what such a dedicated book woman spends her time wrapped up in. Donovan winked with a smile meant to show he was having fun already.
Thread: How to manage a manager.

Jamie laughed softly. Well, to be honest I read a lot of a lot of a lot, every different genre and many different authors. Here let me show you the store and then we can go into specifics there. Jamie took him on a tour begining with the non ficition side of the store, showing him the lay outs and hoe some sections had to share space, but couldn't bleed into eachother. She pointed out a couple od biographies, a couple of true crime and some history books that she had read and liked. She showed him religion and newage, and selfhelp, picking a couple of titles from there to show him as well. Then she moved into the Fiction sections, general, sci fi, mystery, romance. Jamie wasi n her element and by the time the tour was done she was flushed from embarassment. She'd taken up nearly an hour of his time and there had not been a single customer in that entire time. She looked at Donovan. It get's so dead here sometimes, I'm sorry for getting lost. Do you have any questions or tohughts? She asked as they moved to the front of the store. The halls of the terminal like a ghost town. Jamie checked the clock, they still had 2 hours left!!!! This was not going to be a good night!
Thread: How to manage a manager.

Donovan followed Jamie around the store, watching her as she pointed out things here and there taking note of where all the smaller sections were so that he could find them when he needed. The signs for Fiction, Fantasy and the like made it easy to find those sections. He couldn't help but look down her shirt the one time she bent down to show him the section for religion at the bottom of one of the shelves. He lowered himself down quickly, but he could see her lacy underwear. It struck Donovan as interesting, seeing that was somewhat racy for someone who was dressed fairly conservatively. I have plenty of thoughts, but I don't know if I am ready to tell them to you Donovan thought to himself. Well, there are a few things I'd like to go over about the kiosk. So what do you do to get rid of the boredom when there are no customers? Donovan looked around Like now? I assume there's only so much cleaning that can be done and stock that can be put out. Do you have any fun ideas for passing the time? Donovan looked around the store a bit more taking in the environment. He noticed a few books out of place and fixed them. Facing them when they needed to be faced and showing them spine-out if need-be. Everything was back in order so he came back to the front of the store, making sure to avoid standing behind the cash desk.
Thread: How to manage a manager.

Jamie was impressed. She had known Donovan had come with some retail experience, but he certainly was doing all the right things, which meant that her job seemed even easier. She looked at the clock, they only had an hour before close. Typically at this time shed take one of the tills and count the safe, compose the End of Shift email and then be done with it. But with Donovan here she needed to show him the process in its entirety. So typically about now the lead, would close out one of the registers, and count the safe. If you feel comfortable enough doing those two things I will set you up and then we can do all the paperwork together when the store is closed. She smiled at him and showed him how to close out the register. She also gave him the code to the safe. Just come out when you are done, remember the register floats are 200, and the safe should be relatively self explanatory. Jamie watched him walk away on his mission as she focused on tidying and ensuring things were set to rights for the morning crew that would be coming in before too long.
Thread: How to manage a manager.

Donovan did his counting, making sure everything balanced. He knew that there was always some room for variables, but after counting three times and coming up a dime short on each counting, he reached into his pocket and threw in a dime just to make it appear perfect. He never would tell Jamie about it, but he liked the idea of everything checking out properly on his first day. He counted a fourth time, just to make sure he wasn't throwing anything out. Everything balanced and he made sure everything went to where it was supposed to be in the safe. The floats on the top shelf and the deposit bag on the second. He came back out and started checking out the closing procedure. He came back out front and walked up to the front desk. Jamie seemed to be engrossed in whatever it was she was doing. Instead of startling her by just standing there he put his hand on her shoulder, just to let her know he was behind her. He was worried that this might be a little too bold for the likes of her. He had heard of some women getting very offended by this sort of action, but Jamie seemed like a touchy-feely kind of person like himself so he just put his hand on her back gently. What's going on boss? What are we doing now?
Thread: How to manage a manager.

Jamie laughed softly as Donovan made his presence known behind her. She shivered a bit, and hoped he didnt notice. Well if everything turned out okay there, we have 10 minutes to pull the tables in and begin closing down the doors. Jamie said smiling. The night was almost over. Not that she had anything to look forward to when she got home. Her condo was going to be dark, and aside from watching some TV before bed, and debating on the laundry mountain that loomed in her utility room, there was nothing exciting going down tonight. She closed off the email, ensuring to check it to put out any last minute fires. She made her way out of the cash corral. So generally we start closing things off in a systematic way to ensure that we can control the flow of traffic during the last few minutes. This exit, Jamie motioned to the one in front of her, Tends to be the one we close first, as it is usually the least used. Jamie pulled in the round plush table and showed Donovan how to secure the doors, making a note to herself to call yet again about the pins which had begun binding again . From there they moved to the next exit. I know a couple of these table look light, but we have two closers for a reason, and there should always, always be two people moving them. She reinforced the two, the last thing she needed was some self righteous staff member with an axe to grind to call OHAS on her for improper tactics on moving them. The last two doors are the trickiest. Mainly because we do need to get everything into the store while still being open, and technically accessible. So generally, we close the far one first, after moving in the two tables, and then well move the last two in the main doors, and we should be ready to close. Jamie smiled. There was no one in the store, so that meant it would be a quick and easy close, no customers to hurry up and rush.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Natalie sat next to her window, looking out at the sun setting along the small town. Her dad owned most of what she was looking at, which was sometimes impressive but others dishearening. Owning that much land caused a name to be spread around town. Everyone knew Natalie, but she didn't know anyone. She pulled her blonde curls to the side as she sat up, pulling her cotton robe around her body tigheter as she stood, getting herself ready for bed. She laid down in her purple silk covers, rolling on her back and thinking about the past day's events. The robe was partly open, revealing something black and lacey underneath. But she didn't think about it. She was alone now. Her head turned to the side as her eyes slowly fell shut, pulling her into a deep rest.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan Morris Age 32 Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Hazel Body Type Athletic. Ryan Morris waited in van in the woods by Natalie's house. Over a year ago, Ryan was forced out as CEO of his home security company because of a merger with Natalie's Father's company. He was suppose to remain as head of the company but after the deal was signed Natalie's Father fired Ryan. Sure he made a lot of money out of the deal but that was beside the point. That company had been in his family for years, someone had to pay. Ryan decided to kidnap Natalie and make her his sex slave. He spent quite a bit of money converting his basement into a dungeon. Ryan's company had installed the security system in Natalie's house and knew the master code to override the system. Once the lights went out in Natalie's room. He went to work. From his van he used his laptop to disarm the security system. Then he drove up to her house and walked up to the door and picked the locked. He quietly walked upstairs and found Natalie's room. He smiled as he watched her sleep. He then took a needle out of his pocket and carefully pulled down her covers. Then, he stuck the needle into her thigh. What was in the needle was a drug that would keep her knocked out during her transport to her new home. Ryan headed down to the van and got a large crate and a hand truck out of the back. He took the crate upstairs to her room. He carefully put Natalie inside and took her down to the van. Then he got another crate and took it back to her room. He filled the second crate will all of her clothes, shoes, underwear, jewelry, makeup, personal hygiene items, and other personal things of hers. When they got back to his house Ryan took Natalie down to the dungeon. He put her in a small room. He put her in a chair in the center of the room. He tied her legs to the chair and tied her arms behind her back. Then he put a blindfold over her eyes. He then went upstairs and went to bed.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

It all seemed to happen like a horrible dream. Natalie remembered waking up at a sudden movement, but after a stinging pain, she felt her body being pulled back into a dreamless sleep. She figured it was just a bad dream, considering how relaxed her body was after the moment of slight panic. A stiff pain in her neck woke her up from the sleep, as she lifted her head to find herself sitting up instead of laying down comfortably, in an unknown area, tied to a chair. It was first a wave of confusion. Was this still a dream? It was certainly bizarre. Something that never had happened to her. She pulled at the rope. Yea... it was a dream. It had to be. A dark room? With a chair? She shut her eyes, telling herself to wake up, until panic had reached her again when she opened her eyes and she was still in the same room. She wanted to move her knees together so that she didn't feel as if she was flashing the world despite it only being a small room. She looked around, wanting to find out where she was. Was this a prank? It was one sick prank, really. She pulled at the ropes again, hoping that she could possibly loosen the ties enough to slip out like they did in big movies. Though, it wasn't all that simple. She was panicked now. How long would she stay here? Hello?! She called out. Hey!! She practically screamed. Dad?! She called even louder. Maybe he could hear her? This all seemed like a mistake.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan walked into Natalie's cell. He walked up to her and took the blindfold off of her. Hello, Natalie... Welcome to your new home... My name is Master... I've brought you here to be my sex slave. He walked around her to get a good look at what little she was wearing.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

She was relieved someone had walked into the room, and the face looked familiar. Maybe this all was a prank, until he spoke. What? A sex slave? There wasn't such thing. She shook her head, with a light laugh. What? She asked, looking at him. She felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at her. It was a lion and his prey in the same room. She looked down, wanting to cover herself but obviously not being able to do much. If this is on film or something... it's not funny. She said to him.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan smiled, Oh no... This is no joke Natalie... You see, your Daddy took something from me... My business. A business my family built from the ground up. Now, I'm taking something he loves You... Ryan then took a pair of scissors out of his pocket and starts to cut off the robe off.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Natalie shook her head. That couldn't be true. Her dad was a good man. She looked at the man with distaste. He was serious. She freaked out. What are you doing?! Get away from me!! Let me out of here! She snapped at him, trying to shift away from his scissors. Look... I wont tell anyone what happened as long as you take me back to my room and forget that all of this has happened... I promise I wont go to the police, or any of the enforcement. I dont' think cutting my robe is necessary! She hissed as she didnt' want the favored robe ruined.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan ignored Natalie's protests... I have to cut off it off if I want to see what you are wearing underneath... Ryan pulled her robe off then he walked behind her chair and he put a shackles around each wrist. He then cut her arms free. Then he put a shackle around each ankle and cut the ropes off Natalie's legs. Ryan pressed a button and the chains started to lift Natalie's arms up and over her head. Then she was lifted out of her seat until she was standing on her tiptoes. Ryan then removed the chair and started to walk around her to get a good look at what she was wearing under her now cut up robe.
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Natalie was still in disbelief as to what was happening. She pulled at the chains as if she could somehow gain super human stregnth to break through solid metal. She didn't want to fall completely hopeless. You are sick! She snapped at him. She felt self concious. She had never been fully out like this in front of any male. Her black lace didnt do much to hide the sof flesh underneath it, and she began to fear what this man was planning. You are so dead as soon as my dad finds me. He'll be sure that your ass rots in jail!
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan slapped her across her face, Your father will never find me. Because your father thinks you are dead. You see your house exploded last night. So, now you belong to me... Ryan then took a hold of her bra and ripped it of her. Then he took a hold of her panties and ripped them off of her. Then he walked around her to get a good look at her nude body.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

The slap hurt. It was a stinging sensation that spread across her face and she gasped at the fact that he did that. It ached, but not as much as the sudden news that her entire home, where she belonged, was destroyed by this monster. She wanted to get mad and upset, possibly even yell, but she couldn't. She felt frozen, stiff. She was trying to wrap her mind around the concept. This was no longer a joke. He could be bluffing. That'd be stupid. As soon as she was out of here, she'd kill the son of a bitch. But right now, she couldn't help but feel defeated. She looked down at the ground, not bothering to look at him and then jumped at his sudden pull at her bra and panties. She feared him, now, because she literally had no defense, but she wouldn't show that. She'd never give him that pleasure. She looked up at him, glairing. Wanting to burn right through him. Satisfied? She asked sarcastically. He could bruise her, but it still wouldn't overrun the anger she had building up inside of her to this stranger.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan smiled... Oh no... We have just started... Every day you will be chained up like this as you will get 10 spankings. Ryan walked over to a cabinet and took out a large wooden paddle with three holes drilled in the end. He walked up behind her, tapped her ass with the paddle a couple of times, the he wound up and smacked her hard on the ass.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Natalie's heart sunk as she heard his voice. Really? There was more? She wouldn't survive this. She was already seeing her death ahead of her, not too far down the road. She never thought she'd die a slow and painful death. But then again, she was a worrier. Maybe there'd be some kind of investigation on this guy. He can't leave his crimes without finger prints. But once she started thinking about it, she wasn't prepared for the tap on her bum. She jumped a little bit, at the sudden pulse from the wood. The first couple didn't hurt as much as the last one, which made her cry out in pain. Her hands balled up in fists. The same stinging sensation spreading along her ass in ripples of blistering read. Her eyes teared up. She lost her father, and now she was going to lose herself. All to this monster of a guy. She jaw practically locked as she held in her tears. She didn't want to cry. Nope. Wouldn't do it infront of him. Now it was just a matter of counting down until he'd just leave her alone. She didn't want to look pathetic or hopeless in front of him, even if she was in that kind of situation. Please!! Don't!! She cried at the continuing burning sensation on her pale, fragile skin. She looked up, wanting to find some kind of inner strength. Her fingers were now intertwined in the chains, clasping onto them for her life. It wasn't long until panic took over again from the situation. She was here now, under the control of a stranger, who has killed everything she ever had.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan smacked her hard on the ass 9 more times before he released he from the chains. He just let he fall to the ground. If you are willing to submit to me Natalie, you will get a life similar to your old life but if you don't want to submit then you can stay here... The room had a toilet and a bed and that's it. What will it be?
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Natalie cried out at each spank, wanting it all to be over. She whimpered, shed a couple tears of pain, and tightened her hands against the chains at every blow. Submit? To him? She shook her head. But then thought about it. If she could play submissive for a bit, maybe then she could find a way out of this mess. Give a little to get a little, right? Fine. She quickly said. But hated saying it. She then hated the second part she forced herself to say. I'm... yours. She hoped this wouldn't go on longer. She needed time to think and brainstorm. There had to be some way out of this mess.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

Ryan smiled, Good... Ryan blindfolded Natalie and led her out of the room. He led her to a new room. He removed the blindfold and let her look around. The room was a stark contrast to the cell. The walls were painted very light pink. The bed was a four post canopy queen sized bed, with a nightstand on each side. Directly across from the bed was a medium sized flat screen TV sitting on a large case filled with DVDs, Blu-Ray Discs, and CDs. To the left of the TV was the door that lead out. To the right of the TV was a series of shelves that had a Satellite TV Receiver, a Blu-Ray Player and A CD player. On the wall to the right of the bed, was a vanity with all of Natalie's favorite cosmetics and a nice big make up mirror. There was also a door that lead to a private work out area, their were various machines for her to use and an area for her to do stretches. I got you some tennis skirts and Mary Jane like sneakers for you to work out in. On the wall the head of the bed rested on, was the door to the bathroom with a bathtub and a shower stall. On the wall to the left of the bed, was a bookcase filed with books and the door to a large walk-in closet. Inside where all sorts of clothes all in her size. There were all kinds of tops, blouses, skirts and dresses. There were no pants or shorts. He pointed to the floor and showed her all the shoes. They were all Mary Jane style shoes ranging from sneakers to regular flats to pumps with a 2 heel. He showed her a large dresser filled with bras, matching bikini cut panties, and other lingerie and sleeping clothes. Why don't you pick out some thing to wear and we can talk some more... Ryan walked out of the closet.
Thread: The Deal Breaker

It was awkard for Natalie to be blindefolded and completely bare. She hated the feeling of being so exposed, but around this guy she had to be careful. She was now in survival mode. But her entire mood changed then he unblindfolded her. Her jaw dropped lightly as she looked at the complete difference. Good choice. The entire place was like a little girl's fantasy room. The bed, the bathroom, the clothes... sooo many clothes. She wondered how a strange man could invest the time in all of this. The closet was beautiful and it was so hard to choose what she wanted. Why was he so nice? Maybe he just was afraid of her in-advertantly. Natalie was still a little confused as to what a man like him did owning a room like this. But she wouldn't complain. She listened to him, but didn't have many nice things to say to him so instead she just pulled out a couple of pieces she had taken to. She loved the pink bra and panties set. It went with a lighter pink blouse and a jean mini skirt. She wasn't a huge fan of not having pants in a wardrobe, but found that the jean skirt at least looked good with the shirt. It wasn't often that she wore skirts, so she felt somewhat uncomfortable. She decided to put shoes on, too. She chose white basic maryjanes. They were cute and reminded her of a pair she had back at her own place. Her heart sank a little when she thought about that, reminding her of the ability this man had over her. She took in a breath, fixing her hair a bit to hold some form of dignity and then walked out of the closet. She was relieved she didn't have to walk around naked. You have a good eye for fashion sense. She forced a smiled. Kill them with kindness, right? She looked down at the blouse, really taking to it. She felt like she was being spoiled, but there obviously was a catch since she could definitely read it in the man's expression.