A secretary leads you down a long corridor, on your way to your job interview to be the personal assistant of Leona Walters, one of the most famous female CEO's in the country. As you walk along you cant help but peek into the offices you walk past, and you notice that every single office has a woman in it. This is also true of all the office workers you see walking past. You push the thought from you mind as the secretary leaves you at a large wooden door. You knock. "Ah good you're here. Come in, why don't you take a seat and we'll get started?"
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Ahh yes! Thank you so much for joining me today. Please have a seat over there. She motions to a chair in front of her huge desk. My name is Leona, as you may or may not know. I'm the head honcho around here and I need someone who can handle all my needs... both business-related and personal.
I understand that you have some experience working with big wigs in other companies but I want to make sure that you are a good fit for me specifically. Please tell me a little bit about yourself, what motivates you, and why you think you would be the best person for this job. Oh, and if you don't mind me asking... how tall are you?
My name is Alex and I am currently looking for a job like this one because I believe that working as your personal assistant would be an amazing opportunity to grow both professionally and personally. What motivates me the most in my career is helping someone reach their full potential, and I feel like with you being such a successful CEO, there's a lot we could learn from each other.
Hmm... Alex, you seem like a really good fit for the job, but there's just one thing that I need to make sure of before we continue. You see, as the CEO of this company, I have high standards when it comes to physical appearance, and specifically, I only work with men who have large penises. Can you tell me if yours measures up?
It's...smaller than average. B-but I can assure you that I have all the skills needed for the position, Leona.
Oh? Well in that case, I think it's only fair that we check to make sure you are who you say you are. Just so happen I have my very own measuring tape here. Wouldn't want me to accidentally hire someone without the proper equipment, would we?
Oh, I-I'm sure there must be some mistake, Leona. I mean, I haven't even had a chance to show you my skills yet...
Mistress Leona grinned impishly, crossing her legs and resting a hand on her chin as she studied the poor sap squirming before her. He was obviously nervous, but the look of hope in his eyes was almost enough to make her laugh outright. No, no need to show him any mercy just yet. It wouldn't do to spoil her little game. Instead, she leaned back in her chair and gave him her best 'come on now, let's be reasonable' expression.
"Well," she drawled, "you see where this is going. It's not exactly fair for me to expect someone to work closely with me if they don't have the necessary... tools for the job. And since I've been so candid with you, I think it only right that you do the same." Her fingers tapped lightly against the arm of the chair as she waited for his reply.
The young man hesitated for a moment longer, visibly struggling with himself before finally sighing and nodding reluctantly. A small smile tugged at Mistress Leona's lips as he began unbuckling his belt, pulling down his pants in the process. She resisted the urge to lick her lips or adjust herself, instead watching intently as he stood there, revealing his tiny package to her. Even though she already knew what size it would be, seeing it with her own eyes was almost too much. But she had to remain professional, didn't she? She'd drawn the line at taking advantage of him earlier. Almost.
Slowly, she reached over to the desk, pretending to examine some papers while secretly palming the small ruler she'd prepared earlier. When he glanced away, distracted by his own shame, she slid it out from
"It's..." He paused, then swallowed hard. "It's just under five inches... I swear I'm not lying!" He stammered, clearly embarrassed now.
Hmmm...let me just double-check for myself....Ohh...It seems that your package is indeed quite small. Well then, perhaps we can make some accommodations? You see, I've always had a bit of a fascination with small penises...They're so cute and endearing in their own way. Perhaps if you agreed to be my personal slave, assisting me both professionally and personally, I might just find it within my heart to forgive your...shortcomings? What do you say?
Her words hung in the air for a moment as she leaned forward slightly, her gaze fixed intently on his reaction. She knew she was being bold, pushing him farther than he'd probably ever been pushed before, but something about this man...something deep inside her...wanted to see where it would lead. It wasn't like anyone else would know anyway, right?