This is a tale of an Indian woman who is assertive, confident, controlling and dominating, to the extent of being almost intimidating. Sometimes thought to be intolerant and dismissive as a senior executive in a large corporate office, her personal life too seemed to follow that basic trait. So it was that, as a single woman, she led her life, including sexual diversions, as per her own choice and requirements. Till, however, events led her to a different path. It was up to her to accept or reject what would inevitably lead to something alien to her but not necessarily unacceptable.
All characters in this story are fictitious, just as much as the events also are. None are underage.
The story is to be concluded in two chapters, of which this is the first.
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She was slender, she was beautiful, and she was young. Yet, she was the most disliked executive in the large corporate body. Saakshi Tiwari had quickly climbed the organizational ladder and, at hardly thirty-two, she held the post of Senior President, Evolution Apparels Inc. The reasons for being disliked were obvious.
Evolution Apparels Inc. dealt in ladies' garments - from dresses to lingerie, from the sophisticated and elegant to the revealing and wicked, for any figure. Much of these were designed by Saakshi, ones that found a ready market and helped Evolutions to capture an almost impregnable market for itself.
It is this that helped Saakshi to rise rapidly from a Trainee at the age of twenty-three to be the Senior President and head the Sales & Design wing of the company. That too, even before she had completed ten years in service.
Yet, the reason for being disliked was not her quick rise to fame and position, but because of her manner of treating her subordinates and juniors, irrespective of their age and position. Even those of similar rank were usually uncomfortable with her. She was a high-powered corporate executive and she intended to keep herself way different and above from the rest.
As a dominating boss, she certainly liked to take control. She did have the company's best interests at heart, but her bossy personality made her difficult to deal with. These traits would show up in the form of impatience, intolerance, and usually unrealistic expectations from her staff. Failure would almost always end in reprimands, and frequently that too in open meetings.
Very often, she would indulge in a sort of psychological dominance by taking recourse to a silent treatment and indifference. It was a sort of mind game for her. She would ignore their text or email messages which frustrated those under her to live up to their expectations. The strong would bear with her, the weak left.
The fact is she had become a sort of terror in the organization.
And yet, because of the enviable figure that she had, her name was mischievously twisted in office, and she was referred to as 'sexy', a subtle yet naughty deviation from 'Saakshi'. But this was always told behind her back. Nobody would dare call that directly or even throw a hint.
In a group meeting with her staff, however, something took her quite by surprise. She couldn't believe it when she heard someone utter 'sexy' when she snapped her fingers at a female staff, somewhat in irritation. Not that it was said loudly, but it was audible enough for Saakshi to hear.
Saakshi turned instantly towards where she thought she had heard herself being called by that distorted name.
"Who said that?" Her eyes were cold yet searching.
She could easily pick out the errant culprit - the one who pretended to be busy with his head down and taking notes.
"You'll address me as Madam. Not by my name or, for that matter, whatever you think is a name. Never," she said in a cold voice, and just as he looked up, "Yes, you. I am telling you. And you'll see me in my chamber at four, tomorrow afternoon."
The culprit, Vivek Verma, had turned pale. He was certain it would be his last day in office. He was already wondering what excuses to offer, and whether that would be enough to pacify this terrifying intimidator.
The meeting went on for another thirty minutes, but the hapless Vivek was singled out on more than a few occasions to reprimand and humiliate on a performance, she perceived, was way off the mark.
When the meeting ended and Saakshi had left, Vivek's colleagues gathered around him. Some admired what he did, others thought him foolhardy. But Vivek, himself, regretted what he had done.
"I tell you, it's not what I wanted to say openly. Nobody takes on a rampaging tigress. I just thought she was sexy, and that expression accidentally slipped out of my mouth because I was thinking of her. I might as well pack my bag." Vivek rued.
In the latter part of the day there were two moments when Vivek found himself in front of Saakshi.
One was in front of the lift where both waited, and which Vivek did not walk into on its arrival. He pretended being busy by looking into a file in hand. Saakshi didn't even glance at him, remaining completely aloof and indifferent to his presence and entered the lift.
The second time, it was when he was called by the CEO and, walking into his chamber, he found Saakshi facing the rather chubby gentleman. She sat cross legged on the other side of the CEO's huge teak wood desk. His first guess was that he had been reported. Later, he understood that it had nothing to do with him.
"You have completed the write-up, Vivek?" The CEO had asked.
"Yes Sir!" Vivek was happy to reply and kept a file in front of the company head, "I have kept it short, just as you wanted."
"Atta boy!" CEO expressed his pleasure.
Vivek tried to steal a glimpse of Saakshi out of the corner of her eyes who sat stone faced, looking straight on. He excused himself and quickly left the CEO's chamber.
Vivek continued to remain apprehensive that day and even at night, pondering over his foolishness which seemed would cost him his job. He just hoped the CEO would prevent a disaster, but that was only if HRD sent his dismissal file to him. Usually, these never went to him.
For Saakshi, however, the night was different. It was likely that she forgot the insignificant junior officer and that she had called him to her chamber the next day.
Rather, she got down to what she usually indulged in for her recreation and pleasure. This was something that she did almost every night, excepting when she had to carry a few files home.
She had finished dinner and, after changing into her flimsy nightwear, sat down in front of her laptop.
It was in these moments that Saakshi underwent a complete transformation in her behavior. The rigid, stern, dominant personality was discarded, and she became a sensitive, sensual and, usually, subdued woman as she went into a specific adult chat site.
Strangely, she herself didn't know why she underwent such a change during these moments of privacy and anonymous presence. She knew it was a contradiction in her character, but she accepted it as 'unexplained behavior'.
She quickly signed in with the name that she had taken - Sexyme. It was not far different from what had slipped out of the mouth of Vivek Verma at office that day, and there was a saucy smile on her face.
In fact, she had chosen 'sexyme' as her ID in this adult site because she was aware that she was secretly called 'sexy' in a distorted version of his name 'Saakshi'.
As she waited for the internet to put her through to the desired site, she relished the thought of those moments she would get the next afternoon to grill the over smart Vivek Verma. Boy! That would be fun. She guessed he was certainly senior in age. Yet, he languished at a much lower post. And she would ensure that he remained there.
Once she had signed in, she entered the room where she always did and wanted to - 'Submissive'. No matter how different she was in the real world, this was a place where she wanted to go, be her true self, something that her mind and body was receptive to.
Saakshi's dominant and aggressive behavior was really her armor, something to ward off men who treated women as inferior and weak. This behavior had helped her survive in a cruel discriminating world and enabled her to rise rapidly on the corporate ladder. It did give her pleasure, though.
That night, she sat comfortably on her cushioned chair and, having entered the room of her choice, waited for responses. She didn't have to wait long. She stared at the screen in front her, watching intently at the different names that appeared alongside, some of which stood out from the rest.
