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Cash Harris [OC] ([info]cashing_in) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-05-27 16:54:00

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Entry tags:adikia, cash harris

Who: Cash Harris, Adikia, possibly Crowley
What: Testing BreakingMeeting the new employee
Where: Kia's Offices at Eden Casino and Resort
Warnings: I wouldn't even know where to begin


The meeting was set for 8am, and he had a coffee date at noon. He hoped he would make that date, he really wanted to meet this other woman. But business was business, and he'd fallen in to the position of Adikia's assistant. He had a strong feeling that being Adikia's assistant wasn't going to be an average coffee and email kind of job. He would be lying if he said he wasn't a little bit nercous about meeting his new boss, but there wasn't anyone around to ask him if he was nervous about it. There was just him, and the 8am meeting time.

He knew he couldn't be late, and wanted to arrive at least ten minutes early. He wanted to show he was punctual and professional, dressed in a sharp blue suit that pulled out the color of his eyes. He suspected his clothes didn't really matter, but he still wanted to at least try and make a good impression. He also wanted to deny his palms were sweating, when he reached up to knock in the office door.


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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-28 01:15 pm UTC (link)
Kia pushed her still unneeded glasses up the bridge of her nose and called "Come in." from her desk. She'd dressed in her most professional outfit and even slicked her hair back into a twist.

She was curious to see just what this man was like and just how much he could tolerate.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-28 01:26 pm UTC (link)
He let himself inside, and offered a weak sort of smile. "Uh. Hi? I'm Cash. Harris. Your new assistant." He felt like an idiot. He knew she would know who he was.

He hadn't realised she'd be so...beautiful, in a non traditional sort of way. his eyes drank in the sight of her. He wanted to know the story behind all of her tattoos.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-28 11:33 pm UTC (link)
"Welcome, Cash. Have a seat." She motioned for him to take one of the chairs in front of her desk.

"Thank you for coming so early. I just need to find out a few things about you, have you sign a few forms. Business things." She looked down at him from over her glasses, hoping she was making him feel comfortable.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-29 09:59 am UTC (link)
"Of course," Cash nodded. he had no idea what he was in for, but he knew it wasn't going to be a straight laced business meeting. This woman had sin written all over her, and not only from the tattoos.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-29 05:19 pm UTC (link)
That she did. Although at the moment, she was tryong to maintain a professional look. She leaned back in her chair and picked up a notepad and a pen.

"So, tell me your story. What you did before coming here, your strengths, weaknesses, that sort of stuff."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-29 06:59 pm UTC (link)
"My...story?" Cash made a face. "I don't really have a story. I mean, you know. I was just...I was living in LA, doing my thing. I owned a music store. I collected albums. And then I came here. I don't even know how I got here. And now I'm told I'm working for you, in a casino resort." Probably not the best first impression, and he realised belatedly, he ought to have lied to make himself sound more qualified for the position.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-29 11:39 pm UTC (link)
"Has no one explained how you got here yet?"

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-30 12:53 am UTC (link)
"Not exactly. There was another woman I spoke to, she said you were her niece."

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-30 12:57 am UTC (link)
"Ah, that was Weezy. I'm sure she wasn't particularly helpful. Ok, hold on a second." Kia opened up her laptop and pulled up the particularly hideous pink webpage, then turned it around so he could read it.

"Read that. It'll explain everything. I'll be back in a few minutes."

She stood and left the room, she needed to get one of the girl's ready for later in the interview.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-30 01:07 am UTC (link)
Cash settled in to read the website. He found it hard to believe, but somehow he knew it was true.

And it gave him hope that he might find his brother.

He didn't have time to think about that, just then. He looked up when the door opened again.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-30 02:15 am UTC (link)
"A little less confused?"

She sat back down and put her laptop away.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-30 10:19 am UTC (link)
Cash nodded. Whether or not he was still confused, he wasn't going to let it show. "Ready to get to work, boss lady."

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-30 10:55 am UTC (link)
"Excellent."

She crossed her legs and settled in to explain.

"I am Vice President of Human Resources here at Eden. Mr. Crowley, the gentlemen that you met on the boards is the owner. His manager, Mr. Rosier, is usually on site where as Mr. Crowley is not always here. You report directly to me. With me so far?"

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-30 02:45 pm UTC (link)
"I'm with you so far." He'd drawn a diagram in his head. Crowley and Rosier at the top, Kia directly underneath, and he was beneath her. He was the assistant to the VP of HR, in what appeared to be a very popular and successful casino resort.

Maybe the gods were smiling on him. He certainly wasn't going to complain, at this point. He nodded, looking to Kia for further explanation.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-30 06:05 pm UTC (link)
"Good. You are currently my assistant. What I am going to need from you, in general, is typing, faxing, drink making, filing, you know assistant type things. You will also accompany me on buying trips, help me inspect merchendise and assist me in the buying of said merchendise. And a few other things we'll get into later. Basically, What I need is a compotent, efficent, energetic, person. Think you are capable of that?"

This was now Kia's sixth assistant she'd been through. The first two had needed disposing of, the third was killed by Kia during a particularly brutal punishment session, and the forth, well, the fourth's body had simply given out during sex. Mortals were so fragile. Jessica had actually been working out, so this was slightly unfortunate, but Kia would make do.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-30 10:09 pm UTC (link)
Cash pulled in a breath as Kia spoke. He didn't know what she meant by 'merchandise', but her tone was...suggestive enough. He nodded. Like hell he was going to imply that he wasn't up for the job. He had a feeling he'd be fed to the lions for dinner.

"I think I am more than capable, Boss," he nodded. "I like a good challenge. And I won't let you down." Because he knew, without it being said that to fail was...well. Serious.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-30 10:31 pm UTC (link)
"Excellent. Now, before we get into any more specifics, I'm going to need you to sign some paperwork."

Opening a file folder on her desk, Kia pulled out several sheets of paper.

"We'll start with this one, just to get it out of the way. This is a standard confidentiality agreement, stating that anything you encounter while on the job is strictly confidential unless specifically stated by me and/or Mr. Crowley." She handed him the paper, along with a knife instead of a pen.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-30 11:44 pm UTC (link)
Cash took the knife by the handle, and just sort of stared at it. His blue eyes flickered from the knife to the paper, back to the knife, to Kia. "I..." he started, closed his mouth with a sigh.

He knew what he had to do, and he would show no weakness in doing it. "What does the fine print say?" Because if he was signing an oath of blood, violation of the terms wasn't just grounds for termination.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-31 02:34 am UTC (link)
Her eyebrow cocked. "The fine print? Simply that if you break the contract, your life is forfeit. A simple thumb print will do."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-31 10:39 am UTC (link)
"Thumbprint," he repeated, the rest a little too heavy to speak out lout. he nodded and put the blade of the knife to his thumb. It was an ornate knife, likely sacrimonial, definitely binding on an eternal scale.

Cash nodded, and pushed the point of the knife into his thumb. He had no choice, really. He gasped as the blood started to flow, and he pushed his thumb to the paper to leave his bindingly eternal signature.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-31 11:46 am UTC (link)
He really was doing quite well. The first assistant hadn't even made it through the first contract.

"That's excellent." Exchanging that paper for another, Kia held it in hand while it automatically burnt. The contract not actually needed on paper. Although a copy could be made available to him for review.

"Now that you've been such a good boy, I can tell you about our merchandise." A snap of her fingers had the door opening and the the Russian walking in completely naked and kneeling to the side of Cash's chair with with her arms folded behind her back, her head bowed, and her knees appropriately widened so her sex could be seen.

"Elena here was taken from her home town in Russia when she was seventeen. She spent about a year in transit between Russia and Monte Carlo until we acquired her in a standard business transaction." Kia smiled down at the brunette, although she couldn't see it. "She's currently our star pupil."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-31 12:02 pm UTC (link)
The Russian girl wasn't as shocking as it could have been. He'd started to piece things together, somewhere around the third contract he'd pushed his thumb print in to.

He was still a little confused, how he'd ended up in this job. He'd fallen in to it, in an alternate universe. Once he admitted that, everything else was like icing on the cake.

Elena was a beautiful girl, though Cash always thought Russian slave girls (on TV and what not, he'd never seen a real live one) had heads too big for their bodies. He wondered if there was more to it, if this girl was supposed to do something. If he was supposed to tell her to do something to him.

That hadn't been in the contracts. Cash tore his gaze from the girl, to look up at Kia, hoping she might give him an indication what he should do about the girl at his feet.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-31 04:13 pm UTC (link)
No, Elena had strictly been brought in for an example. If he'd touched her in anyway, Crowley would have lost it and Cash would have lost a hand.

Another snap from Kia had the girl walking back out again and Kia pushing another paper in front of Cash.

"This is a contract stating that should you be found in a compromising situation not specfically ordered by either Crowley and/or me, with any of the whores here at Eden, you will be made into a eunuch. You're not to touch the girls, Cash. Is that understood?"

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[info]cashing_in
2009-05-31 04:36 pm UTC (link)
Cash swallowed hard, as Elena stood, and left the room. She looked so...innocent. He supposed that was how she was supposed to look. Innocence sells, or something.

He nodded, as he drew his gaze back to Kia. She was talking, and it took a moment for his mind to catch up to her words. "That is understood, Boss." He turned his mouth up in a fake sort of smile.

He was not to touch the girls, unless specifically ordered to do so. Well. That was interesting. He supposed the don't touch the girls part made sense, and he didnt' really want to question the prospect of being ordered to do so.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-05-31 11:47 pm UTC (link)
Her smile was satisfied when he pressed his thumb to the paper.

"Wonderful. You are shaping up to be an excellent employee so far, Cash. Alright. Here is the last contract for the night."

Sliding the piece of paper to him, she leaned forward so he would understand the importance of the contract at hand.

"This contract is your argeement of employment. If you refuse to sign this contract, all the other contracts are invalid, except the first one, of course, and you will be let go. If you choose to accept, you will be furnished with quarters on site and a salary that will guarantee a life of easy for as long as you are alive."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-01 01:14 pm UTC (link)
Cash nodded. He took the paper, blue eyes scanning the impossibly small print. He nodded again, after a moment, and set the paper down. Renewing the cut to his thumb required both hands, and once the blood flowed, he pressed his thumb into the paper as if grinding out a cigarette butt.

"I suppose this means you own me." He lifted his thumb and held the freshly signed contract over to her.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-01 11:42 pm UTC (link)
Oh, he was a good one. Kia was very, VERY pleased.

"Only your soul, your body is disposable. But then all mortal bodies are. So no offense."

She sat back and looked him over.

"Come here."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-02 12:42 am UTC (link)
What she said should have upset him, disturbed him more than it did. He took it with a grain of salt, and got up to walk over to her as she requested. He stood before her, as if putting himself on display, but he wouldn't bow down or submit until given instruction to do so.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-02 12:51 am UTC (link)
"Closer, dear. I want to see what I'm working with." She directed him so he was standing between her and her desk, then leaned back.

"Ok, drop them."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-02 01:25 am UTC (link)
He considered playing dumb, but thought that really wouldn't go over well. Instead he obeyed, unbuckling, unzipping,a nd dropping his pants without so much as a blink.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-02 01:31 am UTC (link)
"Oh, very nice." Kia stroked a finger over his semi-hard cock then smirked up at him. "What? Not hard yet? Let's see if we can fix that."

Her hand wrapped around him and began to pump him. She wanted him at least hard before she took him into her mouth.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-02 01:38 am UTC (link)
"That's the way to do it." He first put his hands behind his back, then behind his head Finally one hand moved forward to grip her hair, giving him leverage as his feet shifted a little further apart to widen his stance.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-02 01:47 am UTC (link)
At the feel of his hand in her hair, Kia hummed. That was always a turn on for her. Although Crowley was right, he did have a mouth on him, but if he wanted to talk to her during his blow job, she was a-ok with that as well. She loved sex talk.

Flicking out her pierced tongue, she licked around the tip before her lips parted and she slowly began to suck him up.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-02 11:01 am UTC (link)
The pierced tongue was no surprise, he'd seen it when she was talking. And still. Well. The way it felt. He swayed, and his hands tightened in her hair, pulling a bit, to keep himself steady. He groaned and shifted his feet to give himself better balance.

His cock was aching, and her mouth was so tight, so perfect. He could literally feel her drawing the orgasm from somewhere deep inside him. He gasped, hips rolling forward, trying to get that little push to send him into climax. It wasn't going to take long.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-02 03:19 pm UTC (link)
Mmm, wasn't he just a little fast one. She'd allow it this time, but next time, he'd need to learn some restraint. And Kia had a few tools to help with that.

Kia worked her mouth and throat down his cock until she had him completely encased in her oral cavity. Once there, she rubbed her tongue along the bottom of his flesh, letting the cool metal contrast with the slick warmth of her tongue on his cock.

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-02 08:40 pm UTC (link)
"Fuck, sweetheart. Fucking fuck fuck." He braced his hands on her shoulders, his hips spasming with the orgasm. He groaned, his breath caught, and he wavered a little. If he hadn't grounded himself on her shoulders he might have fallen from the force of the climax.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-03 03:15 am UTC (link)
Kia swallowed his spendings and smacked her lips as she released him.

"As tasty as that was, and it was very tasty, you need to learn how to control yourself."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-04 10:41 am UTC (link)
Cash nodded. "I...will. I just. I mean." He blushed a little, shaking his head. There was really no explaining why he'd rushed his orgasm.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-04 06:06 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, I know you will be, I can guarantee it. In the meantime, I have something I'd like to give you. Close your eyes." Kia waited until he had before she had an already hot branding iron appear in her hand. Holding down his cock, she jabbed the iron right against his skin just above his penis. When she lifted it, there was a smalllowercase greek Alpha that Kia liked to use as her signature burnt into his skin.

"Beautiful."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-06 10:48 am UTC (link)
His body jerked in reaction to the brand, that was not what he'd been expecting. The heat singed his skin, and the smell of burning flesh made him cringe. He tried to keep still, though his body shook and tears welled in his eyes. Really, being branded was not something a man could prepare himself for.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-06 12:13 pm UTC (link)
Kia stood close to Cash and nipped his jaw as she stroke his limp cock.

"You are a very good boy. We're going to have a lot of fun, you and I."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-06 12:43 pm UTC (link)
"I can't wait," Cash replied, sincerity in his voice. He wasn't being flippant or sarcastic, even if he had no idea what he was in for.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-06 12:49 pm UTC (link)
"Good." Kia pushed him away from her desk and sat back down. "Now go away. Take the rest of the day off. Be here tomorrow at 7 pm. We work nights around here. If you're late? I'll start taking pieces off you."

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[info]cashing_in
2009-06-06 04:53 pm UTC (link)
"I won't be late." Cash assumed her dismissal meant he could retrieve his clothing and get dressed. He was careful, pulling his pants over the fresh brand at his groin. He could still smell the burnt flesh.

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[info]colormewrong
2009-06-06 06:04 pm UTC (link)
Opening her desk drawer at the sight of his gingerness, kia threw him a little jar of ointment.

"Twice a day, every day for a week. Heal it right up."

Then she turned her attention to the paperwork scattered on her desk, dismissing him by her silence.

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