Life as a New Hire, Blood is Spilt, Volume II

Life as a New Hire

Blood is Spilt

Volume II

Copyright 2013 James M. Dosher

Published by Jens Sorensen at Smashwords

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Table of Contents

ACW

Acknowledgments

Cover Credits

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

About James M. Dosher

Other books by James M. Dosher

Connect with James M. Dosher

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Adult Content Warning

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Life as a New Hire, Blood is Spilt, Volume II the second part of the saga Life as a New Hire, The 84 day internship of Cáel Nyilas in Twelve Volumes (LNH); this is a work of creative fiction with few ties to normal reality.

This fantasy melodrama attempts to weave the absurd into a facsimile of real life to entertain and amuse the reader. There is use of extreme language, descriptions of sex acts, and violence if this is offensive Do Not Read.

All sexually active characters are eighteen years of age or older.

Mythical creatures, mythical and historic deities and super natural phenomena all are depicted as reality in this saga, a fictional alternate reality. Characters depicted in the LNH are fictional characters and do not represent any real people.

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"This adult fictional work may contain descriptions of various different types of consensual sex, sexual kinks, violence, staged combat, criminal behavior, warfare and terrorism.

No real human, animal, or AI was harmed in order to gain the technical inspiration for this tale."

James M. Dosher

Author

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Acknowledgments

This work would not exist with the support of family and friends

This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned.

Lying is fine; but take care to not cause suffering because that makes it wrong.

Thanks to Chopperfan327 for the edit and the regular and updated bullpen for keeping me on track.

The words ‘I love you’ inspire joy, relief and terror.

Chopperfan327 Edits some more.

Thanks to a group that now spans half the globe -Woot!

Believing in yourself is not enough. You must impress that belief upon the Universe.

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Cover Credits

The Cover image is an original composition and collage based on images in the public domain of existing historical artwork and or free use images with original elements by Jens Sorensen. Please report any perceived copy right infringement to publisher for action.

Cover Elements

Amazonomachia: fight between Greek warriors and Amazons. Marble, sarcophagus panel, ca. 160–170 CE. Located at Vatican Museum Museo Pio-Clementino, Octagon, Apollon Hall, Rome Italy.

Ax image: Edited and manipulated from an image, artist unaccredited, found on the Internet

Businessmen silhouette: Edited and manipulated image based on freeimages’ photo #926343 uploaded by user spekulator

Heckler & Koch MP5: Manipulated image based on an image, artist unaccredited, found on the Internet.

Heckler & Koch UMP: Manipulated image based on an image, artist unaccredited, found on the Internet.

Knife: Original image created by Jens Sorensen using Gimp 2.8

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Prologue

Havenstone’s company policy prohibits sexual relations between interns and employees for the 84 day internship period. Cáel successfully evaded a trap set by Executive Services staff on the first day. The first four days of the internship for the five new male hires at Havenstone resulted in the out country transfer for Intern Khalid, due to inappropriate fraternization.

The second day revealed Havenstone’s Deadly Secret. Cáel was assigned to serve the Board of Directors during a Board Meeting where he discovered Havenstone was the current public embodiment of the Ancient Amazon Houses from the time of Troy. The meeting was carried out in the Old Kingdom Hittite language. Unknown to Havenstone, Cáel is fluent in the tongue. He learned that language and several other dead tongues to quote love poetry to his first lover. Havenstone has up to 40,000 deadly female warriors all of whom consider men useful only for sex and carrying heavy burdens. The new interns are unknowing parts of a new breeding program to improve the captive male breeding stock.

Ms. Katrina Love, VP of Executive Services and Cáel’s boss conspires to keep him alive and bends the rules. Shielding the other males, in other departments, from the facts Cáel struggles to survive. Buffy one of his supervisors enjoys bow hunting deadly predators for relaxation and at the end of the internship intends to hunt down Cáel and have her way with him.

His duties include picking up drunken granddaughters of executives at the local police station and escorting his boss’s nieces to and from school. Fatherless Aya (9 years old) and Cáel bond emotionally and spiritually, in a pseudo-parent child relationship.

The trips to the Police Station lead to a new relationship with a NYPD officer, Nikita, daughter of the motherly Desk Sergeant. Cáel is seducing the children’s teachers; arranging dates with the school’s female security guard and starts a sexual relationship with the tasty waitress Odette all to satisfy his overactive libido. In a flash of brilliance or idiocy Cáel invites Aya (9), Europa (13) and Loraine (16) for a sleepover at his apartment; mother approves.

Cáel is nervous about his sleepover with Aya, Europa, and Loraine. Not to worry Cáel’s new girlfriend, the armed and attractive, Nikita Kutuzov of the NYPD has agreed to chaperone. What could go wrong as Cáel struggles to avoid any errors that could put him in an Amazon shock collar at the closest breeding camp?

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Chapter One

Friday, Day 5 of 84

I have today off, Odette murmured to me as I cut off the alarm. That had to have been the issue she'd been holding back on last night.

I have to work - being the first week of my three month internship and all, I sighed.

Are you sure I can't convince you to be late? she gave me a sultry look.

She compounded that offer by stretching out, her knees in place so that her butt rose and wiggled suggestively. Last night I had introduced Odette to a form of doggy-style that didn't involve the man trying to drive her skull through the headboard. We had a long, dual-participant, sensual melding of bodies, control passing back and forth until the need for sleep became something she despised even as it took her.

Not fair, I groaned into my pillow. When I looked out, she was still giving me that sexually hungry look and wiggling that ass. Why do I even pretend that I can have a normal sex life?

I found myself arriving late and changing in the elevator on the way to the Executive Services floor. The two women with me were a viewing gallery I could have done without.

Since I put everything on display - remember; no underwear - one of my two fellow travelers felt permitted to rub her hands along my abs while I was pulling my pants on.

Goddess, he's hard, she moaned to her companion. Come, have a feel. I didn't protest. Technically, stripping naked in a public place could get me fired.

His back is very nicely defined, the other side as she ran her hands over my back and shoulders. What is it that you do?

I'm with Executive Services, I replied. Right now I'm suborned to Product Testing. I teach monkeys to ride unicycles. Their confused looks humored me.

Actually, I'm with ES and I'm a gopher - I pick up stuff, I grinned.

Oh...you are that guy from the elevator - the kneeling man, the first woman exclaimed. They said you were funny. Goddess, our man sure is hot, but he is so dull.

Let me guess; you are with the Financial Investigations Unit? I said. Trent.

Yes, she smiled. Orgy time. He's just as good looking, but you are so much more fun. My sister can't wait for you to become available.

Sister? I prodded.

Daphne Pale, she smiled suggestively yet again. My face lit up.

Daphne? I caught the lady off-guard by hugging her. I think Daphne is great, I stepped back. She's really nice to me. She's smart, gives good advice and treats me like I'm something more than a walking, breathing annoyance. What's your name?

Brielle, she informed me.

Beautiful name, I remarked, as I went back to dressing.

Do they let you see other women - besides those of ES? the second woman questioned.

I don't see any Havenstone women for 79 more days, I stated. Corporate policy, after that, all requests for hunting licenses are submitted to Desiree; non-lethal weaponry only until I develop more refined survival skills.

Blink. Blink.

You are joking, right? Woman Two muttered.

Nope. Katrina feels it will be a great third quarter kick-off. Let some women get out of the office for a weekend. Besides, I get to hunt those hunting me. I think it will be fun, don't you? I hummed along.

Desiree? the second woman asked for clarification as she pulled out her phone. I nodded. The doors opened - my floor - so I stepped out and hustled to Katrina's office with only seconds to spare. The meeting was normal; right up until Dora adjusted my tie as we were exiting the office.

Where did you dress? A closet with the lights out? she teased.

In the elevator on the way up, I confessed. Daphne, I met your sister - Brielle, in case she had more than one. She felt up my stomach and I made her laugh, I added.

You let her touch you? Tigger inquired.

Cáel, did you come to work dressed like you normally do? Daphne teased.

Yep, sighed.

So you were naked in the elevator, Violet snickered.

Yep, I confirmed.

You should be relocated for that, Fabiola sneered.

Damn Fabiola, why do you...what would he be relocated for? Getting dressed? Paula groaned.

He was naked in front of an employee, Fabiola explained.

Two actually, I clarified. They both did touch my naked flesh. It was a bonding experience.

Did you do any actual 'bonding'? Dora winked.

I hugged Brielle, but that was only because she was Daphne's sister and I'm not allowed to hug Daphne at this time, I answered.

You can hug me - in a purely platonic way, Daphne murmured.

We were at Buffy's desk - I was working with her today.

Okay, I nodded. I took a single stride to Daphne. She closed with me and I put my arms around her waist. Daphne put her hands on my shoulders. Our heads got closer and closer. I let my hands roam higher up her back and through her long locks.

Nose touched nose, I ran my hands through her hair until I tickled the back of her ears. Daphne's lips parted and her tongue played along the edges. I let my breath play along her cheeks as I worked to her left ear. I felt a sharp pain in my right buttocks.

Ow! I squalled - after I pulled away from Daphne's ear.

I tried to fully spin around, but Daphne wasn't letting go. I caught sight of a furious Buffy, small knife in hand, burning holes in me with her eyes.

You stabbed me, I protested. Daphne had thought I was playing a cruel game with her. Now that the truth had come out, she's was pissed - with Buffy.

Time you got to work, Intern, Buffy snapped.

Did you have to stab him? Daphne complained.

Intern, don't you have some place you should be? Buffy snarled at Daphne.

Take care, Daphne tenderly stroked my cheek. It didn't take an Aeronautical Engineer to realize I was about to get poked again.

Daphne glared defiance at Buffy even as she retired. Buffy stabbed my left buttock this time. I could have stopped her. What would have been the point? I didn't shout out. I manned up and shed a tear instead.

Keep him in line, Buffy, Fabiola chortled. He's been flashing women on the elevator.

Fabiola, please appreciate the fact that I requested Cáel today. If I had you one more hour, I swore to Katrina they'd find your corpse in a Newark landfill, Buffy sneered. Now scurry off to where you are assigned to be before my first order for Cáel this morning will be to carry your subdued and gagged body to the trunk of our car. I'll be doing the subduing.

Fabiola repositioned herself and said, "Your blood is the fecal matter of cats and dogs; unworthy of your station at arms (Old Kingdom Hittite.)

Fabiola had this smug, superior look ruining her classically beautiful