The overdue conversation

Kim hated it. Sure, she was back home, and Barbara even gave her a meager allowance to live off of every month. It made her feel more like a dependent than anything else Barbara could have done to her. She missed the power and prestige being the company president had given her. All she could think of was getting that back, and eventually taking EVERYTHING back from Barbara, leaving her to be the one on the outside looking in. She looked herself over in the mirror one more time, and smiled. "It's showtime!" she thought to herself as she quietly left her bedroom. She was not sure if Barbara was home, or not, so she tried her best to sneak quietly down the stairs. She breathed a sigh of relief when her feet hit the lower landing. All she had to do now was get out the front door. But fate has a way of messing with us sometimes, and the devil himself fools with the best made plans. Such was Kim's fate as she reached the front door.

"Where are you going, all dressed up? Job hunting? Don't I give you enough money to live off of every month?" Kim tried to ignore the voice as she tried to open the door, but for some unknown reason, she couldn't open it. "Those are voice activated locks I had put on the doors. You can't open them. Only I can open them. And I won't open them until you tell me where you're going." Barbara now stood in front of her as she turned to face her, dressed casually in a pair of cutoffs and a tank top. "You don't need a power suit to be a waitress, because that's the only job you'll be able to get while you're on probation. Or have you forgotten the judge's orders?"

"Fuck you, and fuck the judge!" Kim spat at her. "I'm taking back what's mine!"

"You gave up what was yours the day you had that accident." Barbara stood there, unflinching, arms folded across her chest. "Even your own father would have taken everything away from you for what you did. Maybe no one died, but several innocent people were hurt and maimed for life. And here you are, acting like their lives don't even matter. What happened to you is justice for them. If I had left everything the way it was, you have ended up losing everything you had to them. Or didn't you think about that? Maybe you should be grateful to me for watching after you."

She looked at Barbara murderously. "You're a lying bitch! All you've ever wanted was everything my father worked for!"

Still unflinching, Barbara retaliated. "I'm a former swimsuit model. I don't really need anything your dad built or worked for. I have my own millions. I'm still young enough to earn millions more, f I choose to. So for you to say that I'm after everything your father has is a complete lie. it's just something you can use to deny the truth. You're a spoiled brat who has a lot to learn about how stuff in the real world works."

"Oh? And you're an expert on that I suppose?" Kim glowered at her with contempt. "I'm older than you, and you know how the world works, and I don't?"

"Age has nothing to do with it. Experience has everything to do with it. You've not been through half the things I have. You've lived a sheltered existence, where everything was handed to you on a silver platter. My only concern was to keep your father's estate, and his legacy intact. We would be selling off everything right now to cover the cost of all the law suits that would have been brought against you. You would be rotting in jail right now, probably being ass **** by your new husband named Bubbette, if I hadn't stepped in and saved you. I care about you Kim, but you're too blind to see it. So I guess I'll have to show it to you in other ways."

Kim tried to circle around her now in an attempt to shut down the conversation, but Barbara blocked her. "You don't care about me. And what do you mean show me in other ways?"

"Kim, you are so sadly mistaken!" She reached out her hand, and gently caressed the side of Kim's face. "Everything I did was for you, and the children you might have one day. They deserve a future."

Kim slapped her hand away. "Don't touch me!" she glared at her. "Touch me again, and I'll break your arm!"

Barbara pulled her hands away, and held them over her head. "You're still not getting out of this house. Not in those clothes. I know what those clothes mean. You intend to go before the board of directors to get back your title as company president. You're too late. The board has taken my recommendation, and appointed an outsider as company president. I've already told them it wasn't a job I was suited for."

"Well at least you got something right!" Kim shot back at her. "It's my father's company, and I deserve to be in charge of it."

"You may deserve it, but there's a difference between what you deserve, and what you get. You made sure of that when you had the accident. Do you even know, or even care about what I had to do with the judge to keep you out of prison? Do you think I wanted to do that? But I did it for you. I did it for you because I love you."

"You love me?" scoffed Kim. "Is that why you're keeping me prisoner here, like some Beauty and the Beast fairytale?"

"You acting like an ungrateful beast has nothing to do with it," retorted Barbara. "It looks like I'm going to have to tame you. You leave me with ****. Do you even know who or what I was before I became a legitimate model? I was a Dominatrix, and a very good one at that. I left that world behind, but I guess it's time to revisit it, for your sake. You just can't see that I love you, and I'm trying to save you, not only from those who would take everything away from you, but from yourself. You're going to self destruct, if you keep going this way."

"There you go again, saying you love me," Kim scoffed again. 'Well I'm a tigress who can't be tamed, and you're about to face the wrath of my claws!" With that, Kim pounced on top of her, and pushed her to the floor.

(Author's note: No swimsuit models were hurt during the writing of this chapter. Neither were any Armani power suits. Stay tuned for our next exciting chapter when we might read Barbara saying to Kim, "You can't be in charge of anything! You don't have any clothes on!" Until next time, happy reading!)