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Chapter 5 by Alphaeus Alphaeus

Where do you go now?

Jennifer goes to work

Jennifer arrived at work at 8:31, although it was more like 30.001 minutes but her boss disagreed. Naomi was her name, although if anyone called her by that she would refuse to even acknowledge them. She only went by Miss or Ma’am, unless she liked you enough, which was an unlikely feat, only achieved by her assistant who called her Mommy, not that they were related or anything like that. The smell of perfume attempting to layer over the stench of probably 8 weeks unwashed genitals flood Jennifer’s nose before she could even see the beady eyes that were piercing her heart. She could feel the presence behind her, the hand approaching her back. Here it comes...

“Jenny, my office, please” Naomi said with a pleasant twinkle, but making sure it was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. Although the only other sounds in the room were the clacking of keys and scribbling of pencil on paper. Nevertheless, heads turned to the source of the sound and then immediately looked back down at their work, otherwise they might be called into the office also. The newly pink shade in Jennifer’s cheeks traced her expressions, which had just turned into a face of expected pain. Naomi’s MO was the turning of a warm, supporting gesture into a vice, bitter push of her nails that slowly pierced the back in 5 different spots. The true cruelty was that she would continue until a satisfiable reaction was given, whether it be a scrunched face or a muffled scream.

Naomi began to separate. A smile as fake as the niceties in her sentence faced Jennifer’s direction, but only until she lost eye contact, to which she returned to her usual, stone-cold glare. Jennifer stretched her neck to look at her back. Two wounds from the previous day opened up again, which had just been sealed from the endeavours of last week.

Jennifer sighed and walked towards her cubicle. She flopped her bag onto her squeaky chair and lowered herself to her knees, resting her ass on her heels. She took a moment to breathe, calm herself down, relax. “Breathe, calm, relax” she whispered to herself. “Breathe, calm, rel-“

“JENNY, MY OFFICE NOW” the PA system screeched. Jennifer jumped up out of horror and briskly paced towards the office.

What happens next?

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