Gets his slaves

He strolled into the building and into the office seeing all of the women still trying to get out of there he smiles, as he walks in they all stop what they are doing and look at the white man. Some of them start to move to try to get away but he says, "Stop." The women freeze trying to decide their best course of action. Scott already knew that he was going to find the head of HR that was going to make getting all of the information for the forms easier.

But he knows he cannot stop all of the women so he says, "I am here to help you don't worry this is terrible," he lies. "Where is Kimmy I need to talk to her, I will help you all get out of here in a few minutes."

The room and all the women in it breathe a sigh of relief as they go about their business, "God these women are so stupid," Scott things to himself.

He goes and finds Kimmy and she is in the process of shredding employee files, he steps into her office and grabs the attractive woman. The woman has brown hair styled in a professional cut, framing her angular face. Her eyes are sharp and calculating, and she has a thin-lipped smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She is wearing a well-tailored business suit that accentuates her figure, with a hint of expensive perfume lingering in the air around her.

Scott steps in, shuts and locks the door. "Kimmy, Kimmy, Kimmy, I should have known that you would try to help these cunts get out of it. I would stop if I was you, you could get felony **** status if I report this."

She looks up at Scott and says, "Please don't have mercy."

Her eyes pleaded with him, the fear and desperation palpable. Kimmy knew that Scott's words held a threat, not just for her but for the other women as well. She had seen the way he interacted with them, the power he wielded over them. This was different though, something that could really break her.

A cold, hard resolve washed over Kimmy's face as she looked back at him. "You won't report me," she said, her voice steady, despite the trembling in her limbs. "You need me to do this for you. I am just a woman, but I can still make a difference. If I want to I can make sure you do not get the information."

Scott stared at her for a moment, his expression shifting from anger to consideration. He saw the determination in her eyes, the way she was taking control of the situation. It was a dangerous game they were playing, but it was also one he couldn't resist.

"I guess you could but that means you would be my ****, and your daughters would be by themselves at home." He could see the fear in her eyes as she tried to process what he just said. She loved her daughters and would do anything to protect them. Kimmy hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do it, but you have to promise me that you'll leave my family alone."

Scott nodded, the cruel smirk returning to his face.

"I promise," he lied, his eyes never leaving hers.

It was at that moment that Kimmy realized she had made a grave mistake. She had underestimated Scott, thinking he was just a simple, naive man who could be manipulated. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw a cold, calculating glint that sent a chill down her spine. She knew that she had just sealed her own fate, and perhaps the fate of every woman in the office.

Scott's eyes narrowed, his face twisting into a sneer as he said, "But Kimmy, if you would be so kind as to provide me with all the necessary information on the women in the office, I'll make sure your daughters are never harmed."

Kimmy's heart pounded in her chest as she bit her lip, feeling the weight of her decision. Each second felt like an eternity as she struggled between her duty to protect her children and the knowledge that if she didn't comply with Scott's demands, even more women would suffer. The sickening feeling of resignation washed over her, knowing that she had **** but to play his game.

With a shaky voice, she whispered her agreement. Scott's eyes never left hers as he slowly nodded in satisfaction. Kimmy knew that in this moment, she was sealing the fate of all the women in the company, including her own boss, into a life of slavery. But deep down, she also knew that it was worth it if it meant protecting her daughters.

She walked over to her computer, her hands trembling as she navigated to the government website. With a heavy heart, she printed out the necessary paperwork and began filling in all the information that Scott needed to take ownership of the women at their company - even those who weren't present today.

Gathering all her strength and resolve, Kimmy focused on the task at hand, finding solace in the fact that at least her family would be safe. After thirty agonizing minutes, she handed him a stack of signed contracts, silently accepting the consequences of her actions.