Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Twenty-five

BEFORE LISA WOULD allow Jack be driven back to town, she removed
his collar and the hated spiked sheath. But she would not give
him back his clothes until she had put him in a stainless steel
chastity belt, which she locked into place and then kept the key.

"You will be able to perform all your body functions", she
explained, "but you will not be able to have an erection. I shall
keep the key, to make sure you remember to come and visit me
again."

He was then given back his clothes and taken home.

The real world seemed very strange, his apartment felt cold and
empty. He made himself some coffee and rummaged around in the
refrigerator, but could find nothing that wasn't well past its
sell by date. With a resigned shrug he realised his 'diet' would
have to be continued until tomorrow.

Tomorrow! Work! He became gripped with panic. He assumed he would
still have a job, although Lisa had been very vague about that
subject.

He examined the chastity device to see if it would be easy to
remove. 

It wasn't. What if she suddenly turned up at his office and
demanded to see it in place? 'She might very well do that' he
thought and decided to leave it in place until he had talked to
Mr St Claire.

He eventually collapsed on his bed, utterly exhausted, and fell
instantly asleep. 



Jack overslept and as a consequence was fifteen minutes late
arriving at his office.

"Linda, phone Mr St Claire and ask him for an appointment
immediately".

"Yes O.K." said Linda.

He waited in his office, pacing up and down and rehearsing what
he was going to say to his boss. Linda buzzed him and told him he
could go straight up to the board room.

He approached the big oak doors having been waved on by St
Claire's secretary. A deep breath and in he went.

"Come in and close the doors Jack".

Jack froze. Lisa was sitting at the large, highly polished table,
gently tapping her fingernails on the surface. There was no one
else in the room.

"I came to see your husband", he said belligerently.

"I am the owner of this corporation", she explained , "perhaps I
can help? Martin merely does as I tell him and oversees the day
to day running."

"The owner?" Jack said, completely lost for words.

"Yes, Jack. And I have been very concerned about the things that
have been going on in your department. I think you know what I am
referring to?"

He just stood there and did not reply. All his hopes of revenge
were shattered and within the next few minutes he was convinced
he would also be unemployed. 

As if she was reading his mind she continued,

"I have decided not to fire you Jack. Instead I am going to
reassign you."

"I don't know what to say, thank you, Madam." He was truly
relieved.

"You may not thank me by the end of the week", she said. "I am
reappointing Ellen Richards as head of your department. Your new
job will involve being assigned to one of the ladies in the
department every day on a rotating basis. They will do with you
as they see fit. If you fail to comply with this new regime I
will have no other choice but to report your scurrilous
activities to the police. I am sure you would be arrested and
maybe even imprisoned. I have already had a word with the chief
of police."

Jack started to say something and then thought better of it. He
was totally at her mercy.

"I shall take it that you agree to my terms", Lisa said, "and on
a more personal note, I will send the limo for you on the last
Friday in every month. You will need to be 'milked', and I think
that should be quite often enough to keep you healthy".

Once again, what else could he say but "Yes Madam".