Gayatri's Board meeting had shaked up the firm. The Senior Partners and the rest of their traitorous gang had quietly tendered their resignation. With most of their net-worth tied up in the fund, and iron-clad non-compete agreements in place, there was hardly any resistance. They were all completely at her mercy, dependent on monthly checks from her, merely to pay their rent and ensure their children continued in the expensive private schools they had been enrolled in.
Gayatri was sure that if she had asked either Mr. Sharma or Mr. Mehta to strip, they would have done so. But she wasn't interested in looking at their geriatric dicks, not when she had a marvellous specimen like Ramesh right at her beck and call.
But she wasn't averse to 'taking a look' at some of the younger guys. Gayatri was still fuming at the thought that not one guy had voted for her in the Board room. She was determined to make sure that the women in the firm held all the power and the men in the firm learnt their rightful place was to serve the superior sex.
Another HR announcement rolled out - all the men in the firm were being fired from all research and investment roles effective immediately. Some of them could apply for 'service roles' that were newly opened. These roles were designated as 'Executive Assistants' to the various women who were promoted into their bosses' roles. But the glorified title did nothing to hide the fact that the men would be expected to serve their women bosses in whatever way the women wanted. The men were to be 'long'listed by their dick size.
Gayatri had ensured that the selection process was an event in itself. The guys were lined up with their backs against the wall in the large conference hall. They were informed of their new 'terms of employment' and especially the 'no dress' code policy. They were ordered to strip naked, and the women could examine their private parts as if they were buying cattle at an auction.
It was quite a revelation. Quite a few tall, broad shouldered, guys with athletic build, who had been strutting around the office like they owned the place were found to be small pricks. And some of the timid, shy ones were well hung, and were now standing proud. It was funny how stripping away a piece of cloth revealed a lot more about the person's nature.
At the end of the day, six guys were selected, each possessing the one thing that qualified them for the job: a huge dick! They would be paid well, a significant improvement in their salaries, but they would have to bend and crawl for their pay.
The rest of the male crew were dismissed to the back office in the basement, to work at minimum wage. They'd still have to work naked, but they were deemed not worthy enough to be present in the main office.
The six selected office slaves were instructed to 'shadow' Ramesh for a couple of days to observe and learn how to be a good, obedient slave. They learnt how to kneel and crawl, the various poses like the 'table' pose, the 'doormat' pose, the 'footstool' pose etc., and how to worship their mistresses' feet.
There was a palpable excitement among the women as they looked forward to having seven naked slaves bowing and scraping at their feet in office. It was good for morale, and Gayatri was confident that she had fostered unflinching loyalty among her staff.
She knew her dad was unlikely to come back to work, given his health. It was
her
firm now, and she would ensure its success.
The next day, as Gayatri entered office with Ramesh holding her bag, she noticed that the floor was coated with dust. She had already fired the janitors given the firm now had a bunch of male slaves to do the cleaning. The problem was, no one had told the slaves that their new responsibilities included cleaning the office before their superiors walked in.
