Apologies for the intrusion into your hotel room, but we've been on so many business trips that it doesn't seem that important. I've been thinking. The wages I'm paid doesn't really cut it if I want to excel in life... and that's where you come in. You remember I mentioned wanting to earn a law degree? The thing is, they're so expensive. So I was wondering if you could write me a company cheque to fund this law degree. No? Well, I was prepared for that reaction. I think I have something that might persuade you. You don't mind if I take off my coat, do you? I know you're reluctant to write that cheque because you don't want me to leave, so I've brought these handcuffs, but without the key, so I can't go anywhere at all. Hands behind my back, just the way you like it, so you can do whatever you want. Tell me.. what do you want to do to me?
You're in the office with Bonnie, your personal assistant, giving her tasks to do for the day. After a very short while, Bonnie starts flirting with you, trying to tempt you to get naughty with her. She goes from flattering you to posing to undressing and running her hands over her naked body. Tempted now?
Alicia is almost ready to go out but she can't decide whether or not to wear stockings with her summer dress. Maybe you'd like to help her make the decision. Once she has her stockings off, Alicia wonders if she should also take off her bralette and again asks for your help. And before long, she removes her dress and panties as well. Well, what do you think?
It's been a long day at the office and now that I'm home, I'm thinking back at all that happened, as well as the naughty thoughts I've had about my boss. I wonder if he has any idea what the women in the office think about him, or what I fantasize about. It's most unprofessional, but do I care? My pussy gets so wet thinking about him taking me over the desk! Now that I'm home, I can undress and do a proper job of making believe he's actually coercing himself on me!
Hi! I came as soon as you asked. Is there something on your mind? Oh! You liked what I did for you last time. Well, I guess you've noticed that I'm a very willing worker, loyal and dedicated. I see you've invested in some cuffs. Have you had a chance to play with these yet? My, that's a long chain between the cuffs! I'll bet I could continue working while cuffed. If you need me, I'll be at my desk wearing the cuffs.
I just wanted to take a few moments to let you know how much I appreciate the opportunity that you gave me, giving me this job. I know I wasn't the most ideal candidate but you took a risk and hopefully you think that it has paid off. I know this isn't an official meeting, but I wanted to make sure that you're happy with my work and ask if there's anything I can do better. Oh! Well, that's always good to hear, but I thought this conversation might go a little bit differently and I had a few things planned to show you my initiative. As you can see, this skirt is quite lovely and fits well in all the right places, but I was planning to take it off and give you a lap dance.
You're sitting on the couch, legs crossed. Look at your phone for a while until I enter the room. You say I'm being starey again. “Oh...no I'm not wearing my black kitten heels today. Um...yeah, I am a size 6”, you say, almost impressed at my guess. Wait, why are we talking about my shoes?” “Did you need something?” “Tuesday 3 o'clock, yes they told me.” You roll your eyes. Next scene, wearing black heels: You're lying on the couch with your legs outstretched, one foot crossed over the other (your shoes nearest the camera). You're staring at a sheet of paper. Eventually stand up and walk back and forth a couple of times. Then slowly step out of one shoe at a time without using your hands, leaving them propped up beside each other. You walk around barefoot and the shoes are still in view as well. Cut to a shot where the shoes are no longer there. You come back in the door, looking down. You notice the shoes are missing and then you spot me. Walk towards the camera and bend down to look down at me as if I'm on the floor. “What are you doing?” you ask, softly. Your hands are on your hips as you wait for my answer. “Nothing?” Cross your arms. "You were just moving them. Okaaay". "You know what. Why don't you put a tick beside my name that I've already attended your boring lecture and we'll pretend THIS never happened." I go to leave but forget what i'm still holding. "Um...my shoes?" Pull them out from behind the camera, looking confused.
Hello, I'm Sophia. It's so nice to meet you. I'm here for the job. What? You've already given the job to someone else? Well, this is awkward. Hmmm... as long as I'm here, perhaps you'd interview me in case something else pops up. The advert said you're looking for someone who is willing to show they'll do whatever they have to do to get the job. That's the part that struck a chord with me the most. I'm prepared to do anything, and when I say anything, I really do mean anything. Are you familiar with metal cuffs? If I worked for you, you'd be my boss. I'd have to do exactly what you told me, and I'm very obedient.
This is the first in a series about us working together in a law firm :) You walk back and forth, studying sheets of paper. You stop, turn, bend over and raise one foot to show the bottom of your shoe. I enter the room and you sit down and cross your legs. (If you are able to, position the camera so both your shoes are fully in view). We're meeting to discuss our client's trust account. Another colleague was found to be mishandling third-party funds so you don't want to make any similar missteps. You find all these rules and regulations a little boring but you know that's just my job and they're important. You listen to my points and note that much of it is common sense. Midway through our conversation you say sorry, what was that? You look down at your shoes, confused. "Um...thank you? I guess that's a compliment". We get back to business and you unknowingly start dangling one shoe. You ask a question and I become distracted and take a while to answer. You look down at your shoe, roll your eyes and adjust it without making any comment. You thank me and I leave. End with a brief phone call from your friend. You speak softly, saying that accountant is a bit weird. Repeat what I said with a cringe,"Nice shoes", you being naive at this point.
I want to thank you so much for giving me the job! You said you wanted me to come in early, so... what? You have a new dress code now? But, I'm already here. Oh, you have a tie for me! Oh... it's quite bright! And long. Is there a special way you want me to do it? A Windsor knot? I've not done that a lot. Would it be alright if I do it now? Hmmm... is this right? You're not going to tell me, are you? Is this like an initiation test? This is not right, is it? Oh, dear...
I had an interview for the job promotion a few weeks ago and I didn't get it. That's okay. I understand you have to give it to the most qualified person, but I've been here a long time and I was really disappointed I didn't get it. I've heard that you can create a job for someone who is deserving of a promotion, and that's what I want to talk to you about. I thought I could prove to you how much I really, really wanted a promotion. I don't want you thinking I'm promiscuous, but... I want you to know that I'll do absolutely anything to get a promotion... including letting you put me in handcuffs until you think I'm deserving of the promotion.
I'm taking measurements of rooms in a home that's for sale when I discover there's warm water in the bath tub in one of the bathrooms. It's a very curious thing since nobody has been there for several hours. I'm not sure why, but I got the urge to get into the tub with all of my clothes on -- so I did! At first I merely walked back and forth, but eventually I lay down and got soaked from head to toe.
My employer informs me he's going to let me go. Since I really need the pay, I ask what I can do to stay in his employ. Apparently working harder isn't what he has in mind, so I lift the hem of my dress and show off the tops of my stockings. He doesn't protest, so I show him my cheeky panties. Do you want more? I slip out of my dress and pose seductively. Surely if I remove my bra and show you my firm breasts you'll let me keep my job. I've gone this far so I may as well keep going. Down go my knickers! Oh, you like what you see? In that case, I'll see you in the office in the morning.