Holly’s Sales Training Ch. 02

LSS, I decided to give you the play-by-play of the meeting with the patriarch as a special thank you. Remember when I modeled the lingerie sets to reenact the scene from the changing room? Yah, yah! OFC, you do! Remember when the boss had slapped my butt while I was wearing the leopard print bra set? Yup, that's the perf moment to get back into the game. #CircleOfLife

ICYMI, I returned to the clothes rail feeling the full force of the slap. The fierce blow didn't just leave a lasting impression on my burning butt cheeks, though, it actually felt like a legit bombshell had been dropped on my head and exploded inside my body. Every neuron fired at full power (and a huge jolt ripped through my clit, ftfy). #FullThrottleFeels

OMG! I suddenly felt what Tia had described. OMFG! I could finally empathize with her and her feels. Ready at last! No cap!

OK! I know what you guys gonna say! I should have known sooner. You may be right about that, but it is what it is. Ugh! I guess, I had to literally walk in my bae's shoes to get it. Now that I was in her position, it wasn't so ridiculous. Not at all! Remember what my blonde boo said about Matt's sexist macho act? It causes electric jolts in vajayjays! Check! Remember what she said about the douchebro's rude and crude treatment? It turns off minds and cranks up all the feels? Check and check! #BetterLateThanUgly

S2G (aka swear to God), she was so right! Now that I knew where my busty bae was coming from, I could legit relate, bc I was reliving it. There was only a slight difference! In my case, it wasn't bro talk that made my juices flow, but the patriarch's boomer talk. For me, it wasn't the immature arrogance that got me all worked up, but the old-school sexism. Whatsoever! It had the same effect! Us girls lose all inhibitions. Bet!

Oh jeez! This was an eye-opener! It was also a game changer! Now that I saw the whole thing real clear, the scales literally fell off my eyes. As a result, I was more aware of my situation than ever. I finally realized that I had delivered the patriarch enough ammunition to fire me on the spot, and yet he had offered me a way out all along. But now, his patience was wearing thin, and he was about to give up. Holy smokes! The danger was real! No way, I'd let that happen! No chance in hell!

Ohmigosh! I had maneuvered myself into a dead-end! In fact, I had wasted too much time already! To make matters worse, I had no other choice. After all, I had spent too much money on college tuition to throw it all away. Student debt would kill me! Holy snap! My head was racing! Actually, my mind was spinning! There were way too many conflicting thoughts and feels. I was torn! Yet, I knew all too well that there was only one way to safe my college career. So hectic! #BrokeCoeds

OT1H, Mr. von Stein's eloquence and experience had left a lasting impression on me. He might turn into a rambling old man on occasion, but he was like a knowledgeable mentor. He listened attentively and gave constructive feedback while being honest and candid. What more could you want from your boss, right? For that reason, it was real easy and low-key natural to follow the man's lead.

OTOH, there were his outbursts that made him sound like a sexist scumbag! In fact, he had been high-key offensive and insulting during his bouts of anger (even if I had given him ample ammunition to be mad, ftfy). And yet, there had been something about it that felt like constructive criticism... sorta. Even though he had made me feel small and incompetent with every vulgar comment, he had also been the shining anchor to help me become better. With every macho move, he had reduced me to a sex object, but he had also given me feedback on how to improve. #MindGames

IAC, there's no denying that I had truly acted like a young, silly girl with my rash and ill-considered actions. It made me feel so stupid and incompetent, which was a legit blow to my ego. ATST, the patriarch's praise of me and my puffy pussy made me feel so sexy and wanted, which was a real confidence boost. In the end, however, I craved the appreciation more than I detested the disrespect, so much so that my body embraced the degradation while my mind was outraged. #OppositesAttract

LSS, Tia had been right about everything. The rude treatment was like a punch in the gut. I had never experienced anything so intense, and I was hooked stat. For this reason, I almost asked for a second slap to the butt when I modeled the tattoo lingerie. This was why I twerked with so much enthusiasm that I ripped a small tear into the vinyl miniskirt. Even though the humiliation surged through my body and flushed my face red, my clit throbbed harder than ever. NGL, the pleasure overpowered my annoyance, so much so that I could no longer resist the temptation. #FeelTheBurn

AISB4 (aka as I said before), Morris wasn't into the whole thing. Instead, he seemed to disapprove of his father's methods of handling internal issues. It was clear that he was only in it for family reasons. Consequently, he was eager to leave the office asap when the role-play was over. The decision had been made nywy. #StressTest

TL;DR! I had been named and shamed and made to look like a silly girl, but I had still slayed the amends! So, I was ready to pack it in. I bet that's what you assume, don't you guys? And for good reason! In reality, though, I wasn't ready to go home yet. As if! Sometimes you change your mind, sometimes your mind changes you, right? #PositiveVibesPositiveLife

LMTY, it was a whole different thing when Morris was gone. Even though we were alone, his father remained lounging around on the luxury chair, letting me stand next to him with nothing to do. Imagine this! There was a young, big butt baddie wearing saucy lingerie within his grasp, and yet he preferred to puff on his cigar in peace. Unbelievable, but true! #EmbarrassmentOfRiches

IMA, I truly couldn't stand the silence. I was way to agitated and hyped. That's why I had to break the silence. So, I said something off the top of my head without giving it much thought, which may have been low-key unwise. But wtvr! What's done is done, right? No matter what, I may have told the company owner that I hadn't recounted everything that had happened in the store. After all, I had also witnessed his bastard son banging my busty bestie in the stockroom, remember? By now, you can imagine that the old-ass owner reacted as expected and this in turn made my pussy respond as expected (aka throb hard). What a vicious cycle! #SelfFulfillingProphecy

"Well, ditzi titsi! I could say it's disappointing that you forgot to tell it all." He actually sounded like he was growing exasperated with my inaptitude. "But everybody knows stupid is as stupid does, right?

Oh man! Another low blow! I so didn't deserve that, not after being so honest. This was unfair! For that reason, I responded in the only appropriate way. Otherwise, old men never learn. So, I snorted legit angry! My scoffing, however, turned into an incredulous chuckle all too quickly. #ChangeOfMindChangeOfTone

"By all means, that's highly interesting! It might shed a new light on the situation." The seasoned exec reasoned. "It might even unearth new evidence of your guilt."

Oh snap! What a swerve! No way, I was gonna let it get that far! Not if I could do anything about it. I so wouldn't let this win slide out of my hands again.

"Well! I want to help a young lady with so much potential, I really do. But you're making it quite difficult for me." Mr. von Stein reassured me... sorta. "I suppose there's no way 'round it then. We'll have to see the role-play to the definite end."

Holy moly! This is the kinda news no one wants to hear. Actually, that's no way to deliver bad news. Consequently, my mind was back to boiling with anger. ATST, however, the mere mention of the reenactment sent a surge of ecstasy through my body.

"We all want this solved once n for all, don't we?" The old-school owner inquired although it was more of a rhetorical question. "You mind if we continue without the employee representative? You've kept him off the job long enough, haven't you, silly kitty?"

OMG! I had never agreed to anything so fast b4! Granted, I wanted to get this over with asap. But there was a small problem? My body was legit in the driver's seat now. OMFG! My nervousness rivaled my anticipation! That's why I narrowed my eyes and shot the sleazy old creep a furious look. ATST, though, I dutifully bent over and waited for the man to take the lead. #DissonanceAF

TBH, my heart was beating in my throat as I stood there. In fact, I was so on edge that I could barely stand still. For sure it was so obs that Mr. von Swine noticed and took advantage of it. Letting me stew in my juices for longer than necessary, he waited until I was ready to explode with excitement. Finally (and not a second too soon), he let me retell the scene from the storage room. #HistoryFacts

"Cut the crap, b!tch!" He stopped me after I had barely started talking.

"You kids, you're supposed to be digital natives n know all 'bout the internet, right? So, you read every f**king cussword in the books." The seasoned exec informed me. "I hear another stupid word, it's time for a maintenance spanking. No more vagina or breasts or s**t like that!"

Ohmigawd! Mind your language! His words were so offensive, and still made my vajizzle throb hard af.

"One more thing, you dumb slut! It's all show n no go with you or what? Show don't tell!" The old codger instructed me unperturbed. "Enough with the lip flapping. Time to boogie, b!tch!"

"Shake it, don't break it!" He added when I didn't react stat. "What's new, pussycat!"

GTH! The boomer talk was next level! Does anyone else know an old-ass song like that? This was vulgar! It was also an order I was only too eager to follow. In my bent-over position, I reached back to push the shiny white miniskirt up to my hips and reveal my smooth slit. The memory of the patriarch praising my meaty mound was enough to make me giddy with excitement. #YouGotItFlauntIt

IMA, my next move was pure instinct. Following my impulse, I grabbed the small tear in the vinyl material and ripped it wide open. I actually turned it into a huge hole, big enough to show-off my plump peach and ass crack. Pushing two fingers through the fresh hole, I began touching my clit. A jolt flashed through me as if I had been struck by lightning. As a result, I began to caress my love button greedy asl, stroking it with small, circling motions. #ImpulseBuy

"Didn't you say your skanky friend was kneeling on all fours, pussycat?" Mr. von Swine reminded me of another error. "So, go n floor your cute little pussycat nose!"

FFS! The sour old sack legit tried to get me in a tizzy with those old-ass references, didn't he? This was unhinged! In truth, that move had happened much later, but OK! I was in no position to contradict the company owner, was I? At least, I didn't feel like it. So, I couldn't answer with words, giving him a scowl instead. However, it had the opposite effect. The sight of my striking blue eyes narrowed to slits only made the old codger grin. Uh-oh!

"I've got the tower n the hour to spend with you." Mr. von Swine sneered at me while pointing at his crotch. "So, go n twinkle those big, little pussycat eyes."

GFY! Again, with those age-old references! He mosdef managed to drive me cray! No cap! No matter what, his response told me everything I needed to know. Instead of throwing a hissy fit, I let out another incredulous scoff.

Next thing I know, I had dropped to my hands and knees, right in front of the luxury chair. Not only that, I also pushed my index fingers through the fabric tear fast af. Actually, I used my black-polished nailtips to play with my clit, flicking it a few times b4 plunging my index finger into my vajayjay. I could feel myself getting close. In fact, my climax was gathering in my loins like a thunderstorm. The feels were intense! #CloudNine

And then everything changed! Out of the blue, all the pleasure was gone. Hard to believe, but the grumpy grouch's reaction came at the exact moment when my body began to twitch and my lust threatened to erupt like a volcano. The feeling when he spanked my butt savage af! Does anyone else know what it's like to be raised with an anti-authoritarian education? Swearsies, nobody had ever tanned my hide like that! Actually, I had never gotten spanked b4, period! Consequently, my astonishment was next level. #NeverTooOldToLearn

"You need to show some gratitude, pussycat!" The patriarch chided me. "I'm giving you a second chance here. So, go n purse those sweet little pussycat lips!"

FTLOG! I glowered at the sleazy scumbag as if my striking blue eyes were laser beams. You can believe me when I say that I was ready to return the favor and give the old codger a spanking of his own.

"Let's be honest for a sec! I got all the right in the world to tell you dumb slut to kiss my a** n f**k off." The strict patriarch got angry when he saw my response. "Everybody knows you're stupid enough to take it literally, right, silly kitty?"

"Yeah, go off! But you gotta pull your head out of it first!" I suddenly clapped back.

My goodness! Did I really just say that? My edges were snatched! Wig! NGL, my retort surprised me as much as it did my boss. It was with good reason, though! The constant slights and put-downs had finally made me snap and throw shade.

"Oh! Is that the kitty cat hissing?" Mr. von Swine seemed amused by my indignation. "Nice try! But don't you worry, ditzi titsi! I'm still a gentleman, so I let you kiss my feet."

And with that my revolt got stifled! FOH! My face when his words hit me. My feels when I realized that I had put myself in this position. In fact, I was so dumbfounded that I didn't even clap back another time. FML!

Even though I hate to admit it, the seasoned exec had managed to turn things against me in an almost admirable way. Consequently, my rebellion was short and pointless, bc I ended up worse off, feeling smaller and dumber than b4. This was ridiculous! #ChooseYourBattlesWisely

No surprise! The old-school owner made me reenact the kneeling and crawling. Big surprise! He made me spitshine his shoes to show my gratitude. The degradation was real! I can't even with this old codger! All the same, I couldn't risk him backing out of our deal. Instead, I had to bottle my resentment and go through with this whole thing, even if it was sending me (in every way possible). However, it was my only chance to prove that I wasn't a flaky millennial. I actually felt the need to demonstrate that I could finish what I started, especially if it was an important project. #FinishStrong

Kneeling on the ground, I let out a long, incredulous snort b4 I could bring myself to do the unthinkable. My feels when I lowered my head. I actually had to start stroking my clit and fingering my velvet vulva to get in the mood. Only when the delightful pleasure returned and clouded my mind was I ready to take the next step. My face when I pushed my puckered lips onto my boss' shoe. A cold shiver ran down my spine, mixing with the hot fire burning in my loins. The disgust was real! The lust was also real! Amaze!

Does anyone else enjoy a shoeshine? Admittedly, it took me quite some time to get used to kissing dirty shoes. In fact, I still don't ship it bc it's gross asl. NTL, it fanned the flames of my lust. I was actually shook af when my emotions blended into a whole new thing. This new feel that was more intense than anything ever, bringing me close to cumming. I can't even with these contrasting emotions! #LearnSomethingNewEveryday

Hold on a sec! Just then Mr. von Swine flexed another skill, bc he turned out to be a real expert in estimating when I was about to reach the pinnacle of pleasure. Despite his age, he packed a legit punch. Mosdef, he had enough power to spank me hella hard. I know that it sounds absurd, but I was secretly impressed by the seasoned exec and his leadership skills. So twisted! #ExperienceBetter

LSS, I experienced a real spanking for the first time ever! The novelty of getting my butt slapped mixed with the absurdness of the whole situation. After all, I was a young co-ed getting a good hiding from a grumpy grouch who was older than my father! ATST, I was a professional getting a legit thrashing from her boss. Holy cow! The contrasting emotions were next level. As a result, it almost pushed me over the edge. Once again, however, the sleazy scumbag was prepared with all his experience. Accordingly, he grabbed my hard nipples and pinched them rough af.

And that was that! My second ruined orgasm! The disappointment was real! I so don't exaggerate when I say that I had never felt more frustrated! In fact, it left me more needy and desperate than ever. It also made me more docile and obedient than b4. Consequently, I was real motivated to finally reach my climax. After all, it was long overdue and deserved af! For this reason, I was ready to follow the man's lead to achieve my goal. Let's face it, the patriarch had more than proven that he knew how to push my buttons. #TicklingIvories

"What a greedy slut we got here!" The company owner seemed amused by my desperation. "That's the second time the b!tch's begging to cum!"

"It's all 'bout quick-n-dirty with you kids, innit?" He launched into another generational rant. "Your attention span's shorter than your Goldfish's!"

GFY! So not true! As if! I know I should have rolled my eyes at the drag, but it had the opposite effect. The way, he rewrote the past was as presumptuous as infuriating. It actually made me feel like I had a bad memory and couldn't remember properly. While my mind got triggered by the dig, however, my body responded to something else. I was so needy that quick-and-dirty sounded fire! #BodyAndSoul

"Look at that!" Mr. von Swine found something new to point out. "You're supposed to model our new lingerie line, silly kitty, not get it all sweaty."

"We can't sell it like that! Sorry to say, but you gotta buy the sets you ruined." He decided as if to add insult to injury.

"Oh, pussycat." He once again enjoyed my peeved response. "Don't look at me with those big, blue pussycat eyes. Bearing the consequences of your own actions, that's part of being an adult!"

GTFOH! I shot another round of daggers at the sleazy scumbag. Despite my indignation, I left it at the silent protest bc he had a point. After all, I was low-key responsible for tearing the miniskirt to shreds. Sorry, not sorry! More than the insolence, however, I got upset with the patriarch wrapping up the role-play. The feeling when I saw him leaning back in his chair and focusing on his cigar. It was a clear sign, wasn't it? But it so couldn't be true, could it? No way! I had gone too far to fail at the finish line. My goal was so close that it was within my reach! Believe me, I felt needier and dumber than ever when I realized that I had crashed and burned! #EpicFail

JSYK, it took some time. But eventually, I got it. Ever so slowly, it dawned on me that his words had been an implicit instruction to get freshened up. With a disappointed grunt, I got off the ground and crossed the room. Reaching the leather tufted door, I grabbed the doorknob. Just as I pushed it down, I felt a hot breath on the back of my neck. The next sec, two hands were all over my body. One hand grabbed my left boob and squashed it fierce af. The other hand pushed through the tear in my miniskirt and grabbed me by the pussy savage af. Putting my puffy pussy between his fingers, the filthy swine began to squeeze my large labia hella rude. This ain't it, chief!

"Godd**nit! Told you, that's an overripe peach you got there, b!tch!" The old codger hissed into my ear, his lips close enough to touch my earlobe.

Ohmigosh! This was outrageous! It snatched my edges! Wig!