Thread: Business as Usual {Niksis x Ms Catailia}

Wandering his house was in no way a fun experience. It was like walking a museum dedicated to him. Everything was extravagant and overdone, even the pictures he had of himself were tacky. The more she explored while searching for him, the more it confirmed her dislike of him. So this was how the rich and spoiled lived? It felt like he wasn't even human in a way, his ego far preceding her original assumptions. All she wanted was to get out of here and get back to work. She was already technical late so neither of them were there to be in charge, what did that mean for the employees? Sophie was more than annoyed when she opened the door to the room with the bookshelf. She would have passed it up like the rest but this room actually looked like it was in use. All the other rooms looked pristine and untouched, as though once the furniture had been set no one stepped foot in it again. Deciding to take a closer look, she wondered if she could find a phone to try calling him. Of course there was nothing of use in the room. Sighing, she leaned back against the desk in there and crossed her arms under her chest. She was fed up at that point, having not even found the front door yet. Pretty soon her only option would be to escape through a window. Resolving to keep searching the house, she pushed herself up from the desk. That was when her green eyes spotted it. It was subtle but on of the bookshelves seemed to be sticking out at on edge. Well that is weird. Curiosity getting the best of her, she walked over to get a closer look and noticed it was pulled away from the wall with what looked to be an opening behind it. Placing her fingers on the edge she pulled and felt the shelf give way as though it were on a hinge. The opening behind it was dark and there were stairs that made there way down. Really weird. What could he possibly be hiding? After finding a switch there was no absence of bravery as she made her way down the stairs, carefully since he was barefoot except for her stocking and the floor was solid and cold, no longer carpet. When she entered the room, her green eyes widened in awe. This was a full blown torture dungeon. But in some ways, she wasn't surprised in the least. Sophie wandered the room in wonder, not once feeling afraid by what she saw. Everyone had their own fetishes, she couldn't really blame him for that. She herself had enjoyed the occasional darker intimacies but this was definitely not close to something she had ever experienced. She assumed as well that all the women were consenting. Finding his wall of trophies, her eyes scanned each and every one of them. It was interesting to say the least. The women captured in the photos exemplified a mixture of pleasure and pain. She was even left curious about how some things might feel. She wasn't a masochistic in any sense of the word, but she did have a high pain threshold and some of the things pictured didn't seem so bad. There were people that liked these things, sought them out, it had to be pleasurable in some way, didn't it? It was strange to think of her boss as doing these things but she really wasn't all that surprised. He never treated women very well and he certainly was used to getting what he wanted. But considering his lust for control that was now so obvious, why didn't he just take over his own company? Why leave it to her and put up with the backhand comments she so often said? It was certainly an interesting question.