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Rameshs Office Humiliation Ch 06

Rameshs Office Humiliation Ch 06

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Ramesh's ordeal continued in the same vein for the next few weeks. Rush to office, greet Goddess Gayatri at the parking lot, walk behind her obediently carrying her bag into the office, take off clothes once inside her cabin, kneel and worship her, spend the day working on his hands and knees beneath her feet. Thankfully, after the initial novelty wore off, Lily and Robin didn't slap him much and were content to simply get their boots licked and feet cleaned.

Gayatri kept finding ways to keep Priyanka out of the office, to ensure she commanded Ramesh's undivided attention. Priyanka's role as investor relations officer also meant that she had to travel a lot to meet investors in any case.

There was a lot of office gossip on Ramesh and Gayatri spending a lot of time locked up in her cabin, with whispers that they were sleeping around. But no one dared to bring it up in an open discussion, as no one wanted to fall foul of the boss' daughter.

Till a sudden event resulted in blowing the issue out into the open. Mr. Srinivasan suffered a sudden heart attack and was rushed to the hospital. Gayatri got busy tending to him and didn't attend office for a week. The two Senior Partners at the firm visited Mr. Srinivasan at the hospital, enquiring about his health and assuring him that the firm was in 'safe hands' and that 'he could take his time to recover fully'.

As soon as they left, Mr. Srinivasan turned to his daughter and said, "Beware of those two snakes, my girl! They are after my chair. I won't be strong enough to come back for a few months, I want you to hold the fort till then."

Gayatri nodded. She was determined to not let her firm go into the hands of anyone else. That the two Senior Partners would try to usurp power when her dad, their mentor, lay in the hospital did not surprise her. She acknowledged to herself that she would have done the same in their place. You don't get to the top without being ruthless. But she didn't mean to let those two go unpunished.

The next Monday, she called a meeting of the firm's leadership team. The two Senior Partners, four Partners and six Managing Directors were invited, along with the head of HR, Senior Counsel and CFO. She had instructed HR to send the invite without specifying the agenda but everyone present knew the subject at hand. Her dad's failing health was an open secret at the office.

She deliberately kept them waiting for fifteen minutes. She knew the next hour was critical. Treason had to be nipped in the bud. She wished she could have the bloody traitors 'hanged, drawn and quartered' but they were unfortunately in the 21st century and not the medieval era. She had to make an example of the traitors all the same, destroy their professional careers and their personal life if need be. Anyone else even thinking about grabbing power should realise that they would be committing career hara-kiri.

Gayatri confidently entered the Board Room and took the chair at the head of the table. That was her first power move since that chair has been ceremonially kept vacant since the day her father had been hospitalized. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for gathering here at short notice. I will keep this short. As you all know, my father is likely to be away from office for some time and we are sure when he would be able to resume. So, effective immediately, I am taking over his role as his successor. You will all report into me. Nothing changes, keep making money for the firm and you will get your share of the profits," Gayatri announced.

There was a momentary silence in the room as the people around the table absorbed this news.

"I have something to say," Mr. Sharma, one of the two Senior Partners spoke up. Gayatri looked at him and raised a single eyebrow. To be honest, she had not expected him to go without a fight.

"I respect your father and wish him a speedy recovery. But he did not name you his successor, and this firm is not a family fiefdom to be handed from father to daughter. By all rights, I should be the next Chair, being the seniormost Partner," Mr. Sharma said forcefully. "But I am not a selfish man, and so I propose that Mr. Mehta and I be co-Chairs," he added. Mr. Mehta, the other Senior Partner nodded in agreement.

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Gayatri had expected this. Tessio and Clemenza, except there was no loyal Clemenza in the room.

"Mr. Sharma, I hear you suggestion, but that is not what my father wishes. I will be the Chair, till he returns," she said in a low, firm tone.

"I was at this firm when you were still playing in your knickers,

girl

. I will not sit here and take this insult. The audacity, to think I will report to you," Mr. Sharma thundered. "Let's put it to a vote, as to who should be Chair," he continued.

She looked around the room, to gauge how much support the two challengers had. Now that treason was out in the open, it was better to cull all the rats in one go.

"A vote, then. Mr. Sharma here proposes that he and Mr. Mehta should be co-Chairs. All those in favour, by show of hands please," Gayatri announced.

Three of the four partners raised their hands. And so did four of the six MDs. So only the women among the Partners and MDs were in her corner, Gayatri gauged the situation. Typical male bluster, too egoistic to report to a woman.

Mr. Sharma looked quite pleased with himself, having won the vote. He had no inkling of what was to come next.

Gayatri simply pressed a buzzer on the table. The door to the Boardroom opened and in walked Lily and Robin. Robin had a leash in her hand, and a naked Ramesh was crawling behind her like a dog. There was stunned silence around the room at this sight.

Robin led Ramesh all the way up to Gayatri's chair. The whole room watched in astonishment as Ramesh bent down to touch his forehead to her feet to worship her and kissed her feet.

"What is the meaning of this?" Mr. Sharma finally found his voice.

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"Merely a demonstration of what happens to people who cross me, uncle," Gayatri responded coolly. She turned to Ramesh and asked, "Do you have it?"

"Yes, Goddess," he replied and handed over a pen-drive.

Gayatri motioned to Lily who switched on the projector as Robin plugged the pen-drive into her laptop.

A video came on screen. It showed Mr. Sharma, naked and moaning as he was being serviced by one of his assistants in his office. Mr. Sharma's face turned white, as if he had seen a ghost!

"What... How... how did you...?" he spluttered.

"I need your resignation on my desk in the next one hour. Or a copy of this lands in the inbox of your wife. Am sure Smita aunty will be pleased to know why you sit so late in office," Gayatri said in a commanding tone.

"And your investment in the fund stays. So does your non-compete," she added, twisting the knife in as she saw the fight go out in Mr. Sharma. She knew most of his net-worth was tied up in the fund and with the non-compete, he can't work for anyone else for a year. He would be at her mercy.

"And now, you, Mr. Mehta. I know of your off-the-record dealings, which has cost this firm quite a sum," Gayatri turned to her next nemesis. "I have account statements, records of funds being diverted, the whole nine yards if you will," she added. The screen displayed the various incriminating documents as she spoke.

Mr. Mehta sunk his head into his hands. He knew he was in a worse position than Mr. Sharma. The industry might forgive an occasional dalliance with a pretty personal assistant (heck, half the guys had more than one 'office affair') but no one looked kindly at a thief!

"Same deal for you, except we recover whatever we lost from your investment," Gayatri added.

She turned to the other traitors. They were already shitting bricks now that their ringleaders had been cut to size.

"All those who voted for Mr. Sharma. You have exhibited poor judgement and in our business, that's something that gets you fired. I expect all your resignation letters on my desk by noon," Gayatri announced, as she sat back with her feet resting on Ramesh's bare back. She had kicked off her shoes and Ramesh was giving them a good licking over.

In one shot, Gayatri had purged the entire leadership that had opposed her. And she had done it while making as powerful a statement as any, with a naked slave worshipping at her feet.

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