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THE SLOW DESTRUCTION OF JONATHAN - Part 10
Jonathan dragged himself to his office, he had no energy left. When he got there Alex was sitting in his chair, working on the computer. He was incensed and asked, "Where the fuck have you been". Jonathan told him about the boardroom, which made Alex even more mad. Jonathan felt like a little boy who was being reprimanded by his father. Looking back at the computer, Alex commanded, "STRIP!" Jonathan immediately complied and was trying to neatly fold his suit jacket. Again, Alex yelled at him, "Hurry up fucker, we don't have time for that shit. Just drop it." Jonathan quickly let if fall to the floor. He pulled the tie over his head and dropped it. The shirt, which he had painstakingly ironed to perfection last night, was dropped in a heap on top. He removed the trainers and carelessly threw them on the pile. As he dropped his pants, Alex asked, "where the fuck is your belt"? Jonathan sheepishly replied that he did not own one, he had lost it remember? This really pissed off Alex, "You know that bitch in HR is watching you. This is really going to piss her off. More importantly what am I gonna use on your ass"? Alex motioned to the pile of clothes and told him to kick them to the corner and come over to him. He threw Jonathan's bare ass across his lap and began wailing with the palm of his hand. It must have been at least 50 strokes until his arm got tired. Jonathan must have been getting used to the beating because he didn't cry out once. This pissed Alex off even more. He jumped up and ripped his own belt off and gave Jonathan another 25 across his ass, legs and back. Jonathan was now pleading for mercy and began to whimper. This satisfied Alex who then ordered Jonathan under the desk to worship and massage his feet.
This would be a special treat today because Alex was wearing the Tom Ford black boots that were Jonathan's favorite pair of shoes. Jonathan went to work massaging the smooth, calf skin leather. He was in heaven when he put the boot in his mouth and tasted the imported leather. Finally, he got to slip the boot off Alex's foot and inhale the aromatic inside. Jonathan's cock was straining against the cage he was wearing. He then massaged and cajoled Alex's socked foot for at least 10 minutes. He then removed the sock and put it in his mouth. He savored the taste while he worked on Alex's bare foot. He really enjoyed touching Alex's hairy foot and ankle. He even worked his way up Alex's leg as far as he could reach. When he was done, he repeated the process on the other leg. It wasn't clear which of the two men were enjoying this more. When he finished, Jonathan fell back against the underside of the desk and dozed off holding the Tom Ford boots in his arms. He couldn't understand why he was having these feelings. He kept telling himself that he wasn't gay. He liked pussy. All the while, Alex was hard at work in his bare feet. It was relaxing and comfortable. He was on the computer, handling both his and Jonathan's duties. When he came upon something he didn't understand or couldn't answer, he would take his foot and rub it in Jonathan's face to wake him, who would then answer the question. Eventually, he had Jonathan replace the socks and boots on his feet, just as he had found them.
Jonathan finally spoke out, "Master may I please use the computer to prepare for our 11am sales meeting today"? Alex told him not to worry that everything was taken care. The meeting would run smoothly and there would be no issues.
This was a typical weekly sales meeting that Jonathan hosted. He always praised those who did well and had choice words of encouragement for those who were not doing well. Overall, he was very satisfied with his team of 7 (including the newly arriving Alex). They were all professionals and successful at their jobs. Promptly at 11 am Jonathan and Alex walked into the conference room. The salesmen were milling about in the room. The conversation stopped when they looked up and saw Jonathan. They were shocked and trying to be polite at the same time. One of them asked if everything was ok. Another one said that it was a little early for a mid-life crisis, wasn't it? A third one joked that maybe Jonathan's Vegas bookie had cleaned him out. They all took their seats around the table when the door opened and Mr. Miller himself walked in and said, "you fellas don't mind if I join you today, do you"? They were smiling and surprised at the same time. Mr. Miller took one look at Jonathan's appearance and the smile disappeared from his face. He was in shock. He looked him up and down and shook his head. Jonathan brushed it aside and responded, "Come on in, glad to have you, Sir". It was not typical for Mr. Miller to sit in on a routine sales meeting.
Alex had discreetly slipped the folder containing the agenda and information to be covered in front of Jonathan. He began the meeting by talking about the budget which had been approved by the board. He was discussing next year's goals, etc. when Mr. Miller spoke up and said that Jonathan's info did not contain the last-minute revisions which Mr. Miller had sent over. Jonathan was fumbling through the papers when Alex reached in and pulled out the form that Jonathan was trying to find. Alex spoke up, "I saw the request and implemented the changes. I had to make some minor adjustments to balance the budget, but in the end, it all worked out fine". Mr. Miller was impressed with the newest member of the sales team. He had a great attitude, a good work ethic and took pride in his appearance. All of which were very important to Mr. Miller.
Next topic was month to-date sales. Jonathan pulled out the form to review and couldn't believe the numbers on the page. How could this be? Jonathan who had been in first place consistently for the past five years was now in last place. Amazingly, the person in first place was the newest member of the team, Alex, followed by the remaining 6 salesmen. There were congratulatory whoops and hollers for Alex who was coming out of the gate strong. Someone in the back joked that Jonathan needed to get with the program. Mr. Miller took notice.
Jonathan reviewed a few more routine items and was about to adjourn the meeting when Mr. Miller spoke up. Excuse me Jonathan, "You have not addressed the surprise raw product price increase which could cripple us". Jonathan had no idea what Mr. Miller was talking about and started his stuttering again. Alex spoke up and said that he caught the surprising news and immediately adjusted their prices by 3% to minimize the impact and protect their profits. Prices on their online brochures, sales packets and the website itself had all been updated to reflect the changes. Mr. Miller was impressed with this boy's initiative.
Mr. Miller got up and left the room. He didn't shake anyone's hand or say good-bye. It was totally unlike him. Jonathan said his goodbyes to the team and headed back to his office. Alex was right behind. Betty, his secretary, just put her head down when they passed. She couldn't bear to look at Jonathan in his current state.
Jonathan entered his office with Alex still behind. Before they could discuss what the hell happened in that meeting, Ms. Harrison came bursting through the door and slammed it. She was hot, "How could you do this to me. I gave you every opportunity in the world to fix this. I stuck my neck out for you and this is how I get repaid"? She then realized that Alex was standing there and said that was ok, word would get out soon enough. Jonathan was just standing there with his mouth open as she continued to rant. Most of it was unintelligible. She calmed herself down and continued, "Look in the mirror, just look at what you have done to yourself. You look like a fucking bum". (whoa she was a proper lady, she never cussed). Effectively immediately, you have been relieved of all duties. Jose is on his way over here to pack up your office. Your secretary Betty, will be reassigned to Robert Brown in accounts payable. There will be no severance pay because of your negligent behavior. Your non-compete clause is still in effect, so you may not go to work for one of our competitors for 18 months. We are not obligated to pay any of your bonuses for the last 90 days. You are finished in this business. Your next move will be flipping burgers. Jonathan's head was spinning. "And I'll need your building pass and corporate American Express card". Jonathan thought for a minute, where were they? Alex pulled them out of his pocket and handed them to her. She had a quizzical look in her eyes and Alex told her that he found them on the floor. She knew he was bull shitting but couldn't figure out why. "We will conduct a nationwide search for a replacement. In the meantime, Mr. Miller himself will supervise the department." Jonathan was in a state of shock. "He did say that since you are family he would not throw you out to the curb. If you are unable to find another job, you may take the job of junior sales associate with a starting salary of $25,000 per year plus commission". (There wouldn't be much commission because Alex had already pilfered his biggest and best accounts.)
Alex thought for a minute. He would go to Mr. Miller and explain the whole tawdry situation. Surely, he would understand. It was like blackmail. But, unfortunately, the one behind it was his daughter. If Jonathan tried to blame this on her, it would make matters 10 times worse. He needed to address the rumors going around the office but didn't know how. He needed some time to come up with a plan.
Jonathan quietly acknowledged that he would take the position. She told him that the last cubicle in the back next to the fire exit would be his desk. He would get a computer and a phone. That's all he would need. He would be required to fill out a daily activity report of his efforts. He would be on a 30-day probationary period at which time he would be terminated if he did not produce any additional business. Ms. Harrison had a few more words, "You are so lucky that you are family. Anyone else would be out on their ass," and she turned and walked out the door. About this time Jose and another man showed up with hand trucks and moving boxes. They immediately started grabbing items and throwing them into the boxes. In went everything from his desk top. They were Waterford decanters and tumblers from the bar which were just thrown into boxes. (They didn't bother to wrap anything.) There was a pair of Chinese Ginger jar lamps with linen shades that were shoved into boxes. Original, signed paintings were pulled off the wall and boxed. Little by little, the office was pulled apart and dismantled. The office was finally emptied and stripped down to the basic furniture. Dean Johnson, the head of operations stuck his head in the door and told Jose to bring that desk to his office. It was nicer than the one he had currently, and he was laying claim to it. Someone from accounting came in and said they were taking the sofa. The boxes were hauled away and the office was almost bare. Jonathan looked around in disbelief.
Jonathan headed towards the cubicle and had to walk past all the other salesmen at their desks. It was a walk of shame. No one said a word, but they all knew. The whole office knew by now. Jonathan could not believe that he had fallen further. His life was spiraling out of control. He was trying desperately to hold back the tears. He had just lost the only job that he had ever wanted. When he got to his cubicle in the back it was filled with all the boxes from his office. There was barely room to pull the chair out from the desk. His world was crashing down.
The cubicle across from his had been assigned to Alex as the previous newest junior salesman. Alex was sitting at the desk fuming. They had lost everything. The private office, access to all the confidential files, the reduced salary, but most of all his golden egg: The Platinum American Express card.