Conflict of control (closed)

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With 35 years, Alice Shields had done quite well in life. She was in charge of the local branch of a large advertisement agency and had a nice salary because of it. 10 years ago she had been a model working for this agency and during a photo shoot for a Ferrari commercial she had hooked up with the client. A year later they had gotten married and his money and her looks had done her future at the agency very well.

These days the brunette only had to answer to the head office. Results were what mattered and as long she got the job done, her bosses overseas really didn't care how she did it. She had models, both male and female working for her, creative minds, assistants and the occasional intern and she loved bossing people around.

She was demanding and it wasn't rare for her employees to work 50 hours a week. She was a control freak, always staying in charge of everything and had a few ways to deal with the stress that came with it. One was a powdered substance that went up her nose when she needed it, the other was some meaningless sex with guys she picked up at a bar or working for clients. Her husband had his own fun, that was no secret, but she tried to be more discrete. Image was very important for an advertisement agency.

The only thing not planned in her life was the fact she had given birth to a boy 6 months ago. It had messed up her schedule very much and although unplanned, she had decided to keep it. The moment she could, she had returned to work but the negative side effects already appeared... The results had gone down and the company had made less money. Now the head office required her to cut back on costs and the easiest way to do that was to fire people...

- "Please come into my office..."

She told her assistant and the fact she used the word 'please' already was unusual. Dressed in a skirt that was exactly on the edge between decent and indecent and a white blouse she sat down behind her desk. There was no bra under her blouse as her nipples were constantly hard, she was still breast feeding (when she was home at least). The other reason was that since her pregnancy she was a lot more horny than before...
 
Patrick had always wanted to be a model, but things had not quite worked out for him. In an attempt to continue looking for a modeling job, he took a position with an advertising agency. He didn't know that he was going to be working for one of the bitchiest people in town, but that is what happened.

Wile working for the advertising agency, Patrick continued to look for modeling work. He got some low- level jobs, but that was it. He wondered why he couldn't get some of the better jobs. After all, he was tall.. 6'2" .... He had a very tight body and he was able to pull off anything that was out there. He had a feeling that his boss was interfering, but he had no way of knowing it.

When Ms. Shileds called him into her office he had a feeling that what she was going to share was not god. He had done everything she wanted, and more, but it never seemed to be enough. H could tell from some of the phone calls that things weren't going well in the office. He had a feeling he was going to be losing his job. It wasn't the greatest job, but he was still working in he industry he wanted to be in.
 
- "Ah Patrick... sit down."

Alice said from her side of the desk as she looked at him. She hated how hard her nipples were feeling and piercing against her blouse, it was very distracting.

- "In my absence the agency didn't do very well and now I am forced to let some people go. You have been a decent employee, but the truth is that any intern can do your job for a lot less pay..."

She eyed him to see how he reacted, not that she really cared but there was something arousing about being in charge.
 
Patrick sat down across the desk from Ms. Shields and he knew before she started her little speech that he was in trouble. When she began her speech it just confirmed what he was already feeling...... he needed to look for a new job.

Shields was such a bitch, though. It wasn't bad enough that she was firing him.... she also had to belittle him. He was tempted to get up and walk out without letting her finish, but, the one thing he had always believed in was that you never burn any bridges. He might need a reference from her or someone else in the company, so, he stayed and let her finish.
 
- "But I have enjoyed having you as an assistant so I will give you the chance to make a case why I shouldn't let you go. Maybe you can come up with a reason why I should pay you your wage instead of having an intern do your job."

She offered him generously. It wouldn't be easy for him to find a new job in this field, not with the current economic times and this agency controlled a lot of the market. If Alice was honest, she didn't think there was anything Patrick could say to make her change her mind about his future here but she knew his dream of becoming a model so perhaps he would surprise her.
 
He knew that if he was let go it was going to be hard to get a job in the same field. He would have to start at the bottom somewhere else which meant that he would be making less money....probably a lot less.

"Well, you could let an intern try to do my job, but that probably wouldn't be a good thing for the company. They wouldn't have my experience or my knowledge or my dedication. Having an intern do my job would end up costing you more money than it saved you. The opportunity cost of such a move would be astronomical and could possibly result in a great deal of lost business."
 
Alice eyed him, perhaps he had a point with his experience and knowledge but she always had a hard time paying attention to such things. Like the head office, she only cared about getting the job done and it was not her problem how many hours her assistant or an intern would have to work on it as long it was done before the deadline. And the dedication, well that was just because he wanted to become a model.

- "Dedication you say, and yet we both know that the moment you would be able to get a modeling job you would leave this agency any way..."

She pointed out, while letting her mind go over options. Perhaps a cut back on his pay would show his dedication or doing more work for the same pay. But she decided to await his next words.
 
"Yes, when I get a modeling job I would leave, but I would also give notice and be willing to train my replacement and pass on my knowledge to him or her. That is what dedication is all about. If you want to lose business then let me go. I will land on my feet. It might not be tomorrow, or next week or even next month, but I will be a success."

As he spoke he got angrier and angrier. He took care of all of the details that she didn't want to be bothered with. Part of him wished she would let him go, because it probably would not be long before she got her ass fired.
 
It was not hard to see the anger he was experiencing and Alice shook her head.

- "We both know you will have an extremely hard time finding a new job in this field and nearly impossible to get a modeling job without me pulling some strings. If I remember correctly you just had a party because you moved to a better place to live because of what I pay you, but I don't see how you can keep affording that without pay."

She eyed him, disappointed with the fact he wasn't begging for his job or at least doing something that gave her the feeling of being in power. Firing him was too easy and didn't satisfy her.

- "You have been a good assistant, so I will give you a choice. You can accept losing your job and go searching for a cheaper place to live... you can accept a lower salary, or you can agree to take more tasks for the same salary."
 
"You seem to know an awful lot about my personal life. I am not sure why my living conditions are an issue in this, but I think that it is extremely unfair that all of the options you are giving me are negative. After all, I have done everything possible to help this company be successful."

He thought about the options he had been given. He didn't like any of them and he was getting more and more pissed off, but he knew he had to make a decision. "Okay, I'll take on more responsibilities to keep my pay where it is"
 
Alice grinned and nodded.

- "Alright, we will see how that goes. You will do all I will tell you to whether or not it is work related or personal. If you refuse something, you can kiss your job goodbye, if you do good I might see that I get you some more modeling tasks. Understood?"

She already had a very first good task for him in mind if he did
 
Patrick wanted to tell her to fuck off. He was very upset, but, at the moment, he did not have much of a choice. If he did not agree, he was going to be filing for unemployment tomorrow.

"Okay. I understand." It pained him to give in to her. She loved the power she was exerting over him right now. He was going to make it his mission to turn the tables on her.
 
- "We will start with a little test then, just to see if you truly understand."

Alice said with a grin.

- "Tonight me and my husband are going out and need a sitter. I have no idea when we will be back, it can get late, but I am sure that won't be a problem for you."

She was getting eager for this meeting to end so she could do something about her needy breasts. It was impossible to leave work to go home but there were other ways to get rid of some milk.
 
He knew what she was trying to do, and he was not going to fall for it. Patrick began to think about ways to turn the tables on her, and what better way could there be to tart devising a plan Han to actually be in her house.

Patrick didn't want her to hint hat he was okay with what she was asking for, so, he looked at her with shock. He hesitated for a second. "Okay, fine. What time do you want me there?"
 
- "Be there at 7 PM if you want to keep your job and wage. You can go now."

She told him, knowing he would have a hard enough time to get all his tasks finished before 7 PM. She hoped he wouldn't argue or have some other reason to stay longer as her nipples really needed attention now.
 
He stood up and smiled at her sitting there. He allowed his eyes to move over her body slowly before he turned and left her office. He went out to his work area and took care of everything that he needed to do.

Patrick worked through lunch. He didn't take any breaks. He wanted to make sure that he finished all of his work and that he got home to shower and change before he had to go to the bitch's house.

At 6:10 he rushed out of work and headed to his place. He showered quickly and hanged before rushing to Ms. Shield's house. It was about two minutes before 7 when he walked to the door and knocked.
 
Mr. Shields was the one to open the door and let his gaze run over Patrick. "So.. you are going to watch our little one tonight." If he wondered if Patrick was screwing his wife, he didn't show that in his voice, but he didn't sound too friendly either. Alice came in view not much later, wearing a dress that made her look even more beautiful. Especially her breasts seemed ready to escape the cleavage without any fight and a bra clearly was impossible under it. She was going to get fucked tonight, the dress told Patrick that much.

- "Alright, I have no idea when we will be back, but it won't be early. You can find some snacks in the fridge and storage cabinet. You are not to have guests over, you are not to have alcohol. The little one is sleeping, so your task will mostly to be present."

Alice said to him, not bothering to give him a tour of the place.
 
Patrick could tell that the bitch's husband had some questions about Patrick being here. Patrick didn't give a damn though. If he was worried about whether his wife was sleeping around that was his problem. Maybe he needed to do a better job of taking care of her.

Alice walked out wearing a dress that left very little to the imagination. She had an incredible body and she was not afraid to show it off, and that dress certainly showed it off...especially her big tits.

Patrick listened to her instructions. She talked to him like he was a kid. He was going to make sure that she paid for that. He wasn't sure when it would happen, but he was certain that it would. He didn't say anything to her. He just nodded at her instructions. When they left, he went and found where the kid was and checked on him. When Patrick was sure the kid was okay, he went in and sat on the sofa and turned on the television.
 
The place was quite large and it was hard to imagine only two adults and one baby lived here. There were families that had to survive with a much smaller place. Most furniture and decorations also showed the money Alice and her husband had. The TV was very impressive and the attached soundsystem made watching television quite the sensation. There was a small number of DVD's next to the TV, some action and comedy.

There had been an alarmbox near the front door, but indoors there didn't seem to be any camera's or other visible means of security.
 
Patrick looked through the DVDs that they had. Damn, it was an awful collection. Not only was she a bitch but her and her husband had an awful taste in movies. He decided to flip through the channels and see if there was anything interesting on. He went through channel after channel until he was tired of looking and he settled on SportsCenter.

He watched the sports recap for an hour and then went in and checked on the kid. What kind of parents go out and leave a new person to watch their child without any real instructions. Patrick thought that he shouldn't be surprised. Be often she left work without giving people instructions about what she wanted done. Most times that was a good thing, because then things got done correctly.
 
Patrick and her son were far from Alice's mind as she was enjoying time with her husband. They first had supper at an expensive place and it was very enjoyable as long she ignored the flirting he did with their waitress. The next stop was a local hotel where they made up for some missed out time together.

She wondered if she was the on in his thoughts as he fucked her, or that it was the young waitress, but she knew better than to really give it much thought. If Patrick would search a bit through the house he would stumble across another pile of dvd's of recordings of Mr. Shields with the pretty models he fucked.
 
Patrick felt himself dozing off, so, he got up and went in to check on the young child. The kid was sound asleep, and Patrick went back into the living room. He took off his shoes and laid across the sofa as he watched the television. He started to flip through the channels and couldn't find anything.

Patrick got up and went into the bathroom. On his way back, be passed the bitch and her husband's bedroom. He decided to go in and see if there was anything he could use to blackmail her. If not to blackmail her, maybe to humiliate her. He looked through some drawers and then in the closet. It was deep in the closet that he came upon some videos. He took a couple out to the living room. He popped one in and smiled at what popped up on he screen. It was Alice's husband and a hot, young woman. She looked like a model, and he was certainly sampling the merchandise. Oh, this would be fun.
 
It didn't look like this house nor a hotel room where the action took place so most likely Mr. Shields had a secret little place for his 'sampling'. There was no sound, but the model seemed to move on some sort of music and slowly stripped from her clothing. The girl seemed a year of 20 and had a nice full C cup. Once she was naked she came closer to Mr. Shields and started to give him a lapdance while the man grabbed her breasts.

After a while the girl stopped and there was some talking and heavy gesturing, before she started to take off Mr. Shields' pants.
 
Patrick could not believe what he was watching. It didn't surprise him that the bitch's husband was running around on her. The surprise was that Patrick was going to be more than happy to use this to his advantage. Erica couldn't satisfy her husband so he had to go out and get himself some young pussy.

He checked out a couple oft he other videos and saw Erica's husband with a different young girl in each one. Patrick put two of them in his backpack and returned the rest of them to where he had found them. He checked on the baby and then went in, laid down on the sofa, and fell asleep.
 
Some time later Alice and her husband arrived home again. She was a bit tipsy from the drinking they had ended with, but Mr. Shields was more drunk. As she fumbled with the key to open the door, her husband roughly pressed her against the door and brought his hands to her breasts.

Alice cursed as she heard a ripping sound, still sober enough to be aware of the price of the dress that she now no longer would be able to wear. Clearly her husband was looking for a second round, while she was not so much in the mood for it any more. The earlier fucking had been great, even when he had been the only one to get something out of it this time.

Not much later they were inside
 
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