My Boss Is A Sadist Novels & Stories

“How was your day?” I squinted at him. “How does my condition make you think it went?” He gave me a look, the kind only brothers could master—equal parts sarcasm and concern. “Pretty bad,” he said, scrunching his nose. I sighed, propping my chin on my hand. “My boss is an asshole.” “Ah. There it is.” “Capital A Asshole. Arrogant. Moody. Probably sold his soul to the devil in exchange for that stupid jawline.”

I beckoned on my boy who was standing behind me and he strode towards me frantically. "yes Boss." "strip." I uttered casually and I saw him flinch. "Boss?" "gather the rest of you, and strip. you'er going to fuck these bitches tonight, while I watch." i muttered with a sadistic grin as I watched bead of sweat popping out of his head. I know it was strange but maybe their Boss was really going in sane now. snapping his head at me, he was about to make another protest when I sent him a murderous glare, causing him to flinch before swallowing hard.

He looked ahead, “I hope there won’t be any other instance where you’ll lie to me again.” “I won’t,” Now I’m not lying to him about anything. I feel so much at ease. But I gotta say. The boss sure is evil. He likes torturing people just to have fun. Woah! As the sun was rising, the early rays hit his side profile and made him shine in a different light. His sharp features were getting a glowy highlight that made me want to stare at him. The boss really is handsome! “So~” I started, “How long am I your pet for?”

I told him and walk out on him. I thought he will fire me the next day but he did not say anything at all instead he gave me more work to do than the usual work I supposed to do. "You are looking good girl," Stacy said while we are eating. "Me, looking good? Are you for real? My boss makes my life a living hell while working with him and you told me that I am looking good. He is what you call rude, arrogant, cold, and sometimes crazy. Can you believe that he is telling me not to seduce him because he can never fall for a whore like me, as if he knows me before?" I said with anger.

The bright light in the room Illuminated the room, seeing his fuck face make me wanna roll my eyes but I kept a straight face and halted in front of him. My boss is in his forties, he isn't such an attractive man and his character made him a monster. His hair resembled dry corn silk that was left behind on the field after a harvest day. It was a tangled short mess. His untrimmed eyebrows moved like two angry caterpillars above his huge, erratic eyes every time he barked orders at the employees he didn't like. His ugliness is superior to beauty because it lasts, he never for once shows any form of kindness except to those ladies he fucks.

He said looking at me. I laughed humorously. "You don't know my boss he will fire me and his girlfriend will kill me if I don't show up. He is such an arrogant and jerk. I'm sure every boss in the world is arrogant and Bossy jerk like him." I said looking back to him. He raised up his right eyebrows in offence. I looked at him confusingly and then it hit me. Shit! He is also a boss of his employees. "Sorry I didn't mean all the bosses. Some are good." I said apologetically.

The unlocked trap hidden inside the dream job. My boss is a nightmare. Not a regular workplace headache but a full-blown, ruthless, heart crushing hurricane disguised as a man. Since day one he has tried every trick to humiliate me, corner me, make me regret breathing in his presence. It's like he wants me to resign. But I won't. I need this job. I worked too hard to get here. He doesn't know the kind of fire life has forged inside me. I don't break. I don't quit.

“Well, if you let me fall into the lake, I’ll sink down into the lava and have to wait for the demonic piranhas or whatever’s down there to finish eviscerating my soul.” He snickered because everyone who worked the punishment pit was a sadist. Annoyance prickled across my transparent skin. “What would this boss of yours say if you failed to deliver me to his feet?” That wiped the smile off his crimson face, and he tightened his lips. I held back the urge to smirk. Petty victories were all well and good, but demons had memories even longer than their tails. One day, he would repay me for catching him out in a bluff.

"Really Dia, you late again, the boss is fu****g mad and he wants you in his office right now, and trust me he isn't smiling, and when I said right now I mean RIGHT NOW" Oh great! I mumbled as I found my way to his office. And the one thing about my boss, he never smiles,goshh i can't believe how a human can do without even wearing the faintest of smile on his face, and whenever he's angry it's like an hot larva ready to blow out some Volcano, and the last time I saw him lashed out on Kira, trust me, it wasn't good he almost tore her into pieces but I guess it's my turn today. What a way to start the day.

My brain is scrambling for a plan. “Christmas came too early. Look who we just caught. Boss will be happy.” He grins, all toothy and snarly, sadistic hints in that ugly eye, and my stomach drops to my feet. Sh*t.