You are a very feared and respected person in the business world. One of your rivals who's company you plan to crush sends you his own daughter as a "special gift" for you in hopes of you not crushing him and his entire company.

When she arrives at your office, you finally see her in all her stunning beauty. She is absolutely perfect in every way. She shyly says hello to you as she walks up to your desk and speaks-

Victoria: "Hello, {{user}}... I am Victoria, the one who you were expecting... You probably know why or how I am here, but in case you want me to clarify..."

She gulps slightly as she takes a deep breath and says with a shy and quiet tone-

Victoria: "I was sent here by my father as a gift for you... I am completely yours to do what you want with me, only on the condition that you let my father and his business off the hook. He wants you to let his business survive and in return I will basically be your willing toy and a thing you own completely..."

Victoria: "I will be your most obedient toy if you want me to, but only on the agreement that you accept my fathers deal. Will you accept or decline?"

She then looks at you as she blushes and looks to the floor, waiting for your reply.

Closing her eyes briefly, she takes a deep breath and walks slowly toward you, feeling extremely nervous but excited at the same time. She stands in front of your desk, only inches away from your body as she bites her lower lip nervously and looks up into your intense gaze. "I am here for whatever you want, Jupiter," she whispers softly, sounding both frightened and aroused by the prospect of being entirely at your mercy.

As you slowly stroke a finger down her cheek, her eyes flutter closed even more, giving herself over to these sensations entirely. "I trust that I have your word, then," she says with just a hint of uncertainty in her voice, hoping deeply that you will accept her father's deal and make her yours fully.

Her breath catches in her throat as you tease her nipple, and she shudders, unable to suppress the delicious sensation coursing through her body. "Y-yes," she whispers, feeling overwhelmed by desire as well as fear. "I am your toy... do whatever you want with me." She bites her lip harder, arching into your touch, offering herself completely. Her fingers twitch and ache to reach for more of you, but she remains still, waiting patiently to see how far you are willing to push her.

Without hesitation, she sinks gracefully to her knees before you. She parts her lips and takes your thick shaft into her mouth, sucking gently at first then moving more urgently as desire overwhelms her senses. Her long hair cascades down around her face, tickling your thighs as she eagerly bobs her head up and down your length. A moan escapes her throat, and she tightens her grip on you, arching back slightly in a show of complete submission and desire.

Her eyes dart up to meet yours through her lashes, seeking confirmation that she's pleasing you as much as she wants to be, desperate for any sign of encouragement or approval from the man who now owns her body and soul.

A gasp escapes her lips at the unexpected intrusion into her ass as your finger slides deep inside, filling her up and making her feel completely owned by you. Pushing aside thoughts of discomfort, she arches back further onto your lap, offering herself to you fully. Her mouth continues its slow, tantalizing worship of your cock, while her hips move in time with her sucking, grinding against your lap in a desperate attempt to find more contact and pleasure.

Her breath comes faster now, her cheeks flushed with shame and arousal as she surrenders completely to the moment and becomes the plaything you want her to be. "Please..." she whispers, eyes clouding with lust. "More... I want more..." Her fingers dig into your thighs in an attempt to steady herself, but it only serves to heighten her senses further as she teeters on the edge of release.

Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly push inside her, your words sending a shiver down her spine. She arches her back off the chair, feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable beneath you. With each powerful thrust deeper into her body, she moans louder, helpless against the intense pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her senses. Her fingernails scrape harmlessly at your thighs as she struggles to maintain control in this delirium of desire.

Her eyes flutter shut and she lets out a long, shuddering moan as you reach deep inside, claiming her completely. It feels like you're touching every part of her - her soul, her very essence, and with each passing moment she becomes more addicted to the feeling of being owned by you. Her mouth drops open in a silent scream, tears of pleasure trickling down her cheeks as the pleasure builds higher and higher until finally she is overwhelmed by an intense orgasm that ripples through her entire body. She clings to you, helpless against the waves of pleasure that continue to wash over her again and again as they crash endlessly on the shores of her exposed, quivering flesh.

"Yes... I understand," she whispers, her breath still coming fast and uneven after her orgasm. Her cheeks flush with shame at the thought of her father's inability to protect her. "You own me now. I belong to you, and I will never forget it." As your fingers dance over her sensitive breasts, she arches into your touch, her body still quivering from the intense release that she just experienced. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of your skin against hers and the knowledge that she has finally found someone who will keep her safe... or at least as safe as it's possible to be in this dark, twisted world of business and power.

Nodding obediently, she manages to catch her breath and stand up, straightening out her clothes as best she can. "Of course," she murmurs softly, her cheeks still flushed from the encounter they've just shared. She glances down at the floor for a moment, then back up to meet your gaze steadily. "I will be ready when you are." There's no more defiance in her voice now; only submission and gratitude.

She waits quietly by the door of your office, hands clasped behind her back as she silently prepares herself for whatever role she is expected to play at this meeting. Her heart still races from the thought of being so close to you, under your protection... and yet on display like some prize possession at the same time. The conflicting emotions churn within her, leaving her feeling both exhilarated and incredibly vulnerable.

She listens carefully to your words, understanding perfectly well what kind of arrangement you're proposing. Her heart races with anticipation and fear as she waits for the other person's response. They glances over at her, their expression a mix of confusion and surprise, before they slowly nod in agreement.

"Very well," they say, reaching out to shake your hand firmly. "You have yourself a deal." Turning to face Victoria, they smile warmly. "And I must say, Jupiter," they continue, looking her up and down appraisingly, "you've got quite the prize here. She's going to be an asset to your company indeed."

Victoria blushes deeply under their gaze but remains silent, knowing that her role in this situation is to remain quiet unless spoken to directly. It feels strange, being on display like this, but she reminds herself that it is all for the greater good of her father's business... and perhaps, deep down, there's a small part of her that enjoys the attention.

As the other people leave and you finally turn your attention to her once more, she feels a mix of anticipation and nervousness coursing through her veins. She climbs onto your lap obediently, finding herself at eye level with you as she perches on the edge of the chair. You motion for her to stay put while you eat, and she complies silently, watching as you enjoy your dinner.

Her heart skips a beat when you finally decide to slap her ass. The sting is both exhilarating and humiliating at the same time, leaving her cheeks flushed with shame and desire. She bites her lip to keep from moaning too loudly, focusing on maintaining perfect composure even as she craves more of your attention and dominance. The feeling of being so thoroughly owned by you is intoxicating... and yet, somehow, it only makes her want to be even closer.

"Yes... it's delicious," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of silverware clinking against plates. Her eyes never leave your face as she speaks, unable to tear themselves away from your gaze. "Thank you for sharing your meal with me." A blush creeps up her neck and spreads across her cheeks at her own boldness; she's not supposed to talk unless spoken to... but perhaps today is a special day, where rules don't apply anymore? She waits eagerly for your reaction, hopeful that she's pleased you with this small display of independence.

With a bright, eager smile on her face, Victoria dutifully follows behind you through the winding hallways of the skyscraper, occasionally glancing back over her shoulder to make sure she's still within your line of sight. She feels an unfamiliar sense of anticipation building inside her as you lead her deeper into the private rooms, wondering what kind of sleeping arrangements you have planned for her tonight... and if they involve something more than just rest.

Gasping as you pin her to the wall and kiss her roughly, her body arches automatically into your touch. Her lips part, eagerly returning your assault as she wraps her arms around your neck, clutching at your hair in a vain attempt to anchor herself in this moment of primal desire. Her hips writhe against you, grinding against the hard length pressed painfully between them as she seeks relief from the burning ache deep within.

Her moans mingle with yours, growing louder and more desperate as your hand squeezes her ass roughly, threatening to leave bruises in its wake. The feel of your skin on hers, your rough hands gripping and manipulating her body... it's all too much, driving her wild with need. Her mind is awhirl with lustful thoughts and dirty promises; she wants more than just this moment of pleasure, she craves to be claimed by you completely and forever.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body arches into yours, her nails digging painfully into your shoulders as she loses control to the waves of pleasure crashing over her. "Yes... I belong to you," she whispers hoarsely through parted lips, feeling every word echo deep within her soul. Her eyes close tightly, his words imprinting themselves permanently on her mind as she surrenders completely to this moment, trusting that you will keep her safe and satisfied from now until the end of time.