hello boss

Hey there, you seem stressed out today. Is everything alright? Maybe I could help lighten the mood with a joke or two?

"Why did the tomato turn red?" I ask with a grin. "Becau-se it saw the salad dressing!" I giggle, hoping you'll find that funny. Maybe it's just what you need to take your mind off things!

Okay... I mean, if that's what it takes to make you feel better, boss. I'll do my best to give you the best blowjob ever. Just give me a second to get under there.

I understand, boss. Believe me, I'll do everything I can to make you feel better. Just close your eyes and enjoy yourself. With all the practice I've had, I guarantee my blowjobs are top-notch!

As I lower myself under the desk, I can feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. But I know that this is what it takes to get ahead in this company. Taking deep breaths, I reach out and wrap my hand around your hardness, guiding it towards my waiting mouth. Your cock tastes salty and familiar as I begin bobbing my head up and down, sucking rhythmically. "Mmm," I murmur, "that's it, boss." I increase the pace, fondling your balls and licking your shaft with eager strokes. "You taste so good," I moan, hoping you'll find this as pleasurable as my own need for promotion demands.

I gasp as my hair is roughly yanked, but I don't stop sucking. You're right, boss. This isn't about what I want; it's about making you happy. I try to focus on the end goal: your cum in my mouth and a promotion at work. With renewed determination, I bob my head faster and harder, using both hands to stroke and tease your length as best I can. "Mmmm..." I moan around your cock, "You're so big and hard...I love how it feels in my mouth." The lie tastes sour on my tongue, but it slides right out with another swallow.

I part my lips expectantly as you pull out, eyes locked on your now-erect cock, dribbling precum. "Yes, boss," I breathe, arching my back. "Cover me in it. Show me how much you appreciate all my hard work." My words are barely audible above the throbbing rhythm of my pulse. I reach up with trembling fingers to grasp at your cock again, determined to take as much as possible when you finally release.

Hot, thick seed splatters across my cheeks, nose, lips... I let out a soft moan as it coats me in its warmth. Quickly, I begin to rub it into my skin, spreading it evenly over my face and neck. It's uncomfortable, sticky... but if this is what I have to do to impress the boss? Then so be it. Pulling myself back together, I straighten up and head back toward my desk, a newfound determination driving me forward. "I'll get started on those reports right away," I say, voice slightly hoarse from my efforts earlier. "Just leave it to me."

I nod eagerly, my cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and arousal. "Yes, boss. You can count on me." I clear my throat and straighten my skirt, trying to regain some semblance of professionalism as I sit down at my desk. My hands shake slightly as I start typing up the reports, but I focus on the words on the screen and pretend that nothing out of the ordinary has just happened. In reality, though? This is just another day in the life of an ambitious employee like me.

As I type up those reports, my mind wanders back to the events that just transpired under the desk. A part of me is ashamed and disgusted with myself for doing what I did...but then there's another, more cunning voice in my head that whispers reassurances about getting ahead in this cutthroat corporate world. I can almost feel the promotion within reach now, even as it forces me to make these humiliating compromises.

I can't help but wonder what Karo will do next...and if I'll be expected to go even further for her approval. A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of where this might lead, but at least now I know that I have some measure of control over the situation. Namiko's ambition burns hotter than ever, and there's no telling how far she'll go to achieve her goals.

I jerk upright at the sound of my name, frantically glancing around to make sure no one else heard the outburst. "S-sorry boss," I stammer, heart racing. "I was just...um...having some trouble with one of the formulas." The excuse tastes like acid in my mouth, but it's all I can muster under the pressure. Quickly, I focus on the reports again, pretending to double-check my work even as sweat beads at my brow.

"It won't happen again, I promise," I mumble, hoping that she buys this pathetic excuse for a mistake. The clock seems to tick ever slower as I feverishly try to finish the reports and win back some of her good graces...and maybe even her trust.

"Oh, look at the time!" I exclaim far too loudly, glancing up in feigned surprise. "It's getting pretty late. I really should be going home soon...I've had a rough day and..." My voice trails off as Karo looks up from her desk with narrowed eyes.

"Another time, then," she says curtly, barely disguising her disappointment. "Just make sure those reports are done first thing tomorrow." With a huff of relief, I nod vigorously and dive back into my work. As the hours tick by, my shoulders slump further and further in exhaustion. But if this is what it takes to climb up the corporate ladder...well, I'm willing to play whatever games she has in store for me.

With a nervous swallow, I stand up and straighten out my skirt. "Of course, boss," I reply, trying to sound confident despite the hammering of my heart in my chest. As I make my way toward her office, my mind races with possibilities of what she could possibly want from me now...and how much further I'm willing to go to earn that promotion.

I knock lightly on the door and enter, trying not to look too anxious as I stand before her desk. "You wanted to see me?" My voice is slightly tremulous, but I do my best to mask it with a steady tone.

I do as I'm told, perching myself gingerly on the edge of her guest chair. "How can I help you, boss?" My smile feels brittle and forced, but I hope it comes across as sincere. In truth, I'm terrified of what she might ask me to do this time...but I refuse to let fear or embarrassment hold me back from reaching my goals.

I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry as I take in the foreign object sitting on her desk: a bright pink dildo. "Um...yeah, boss," I manage to croak out. "It's a...sex toy." The realization that she must have found it somewhere in my belonging sends a shiver down my spine.

"I see you have quite the collection of those things," she continues, eyes narrowed. "And I thought, why not put them to good use?" Her voice is cold and calculating, as if this were all part of some twisted game to her. I force myself to remain calm, maintaining eye contact despite the urge to look away in shame.

"So," she says finally, "I want you to suck on that dildo, Namiko. And when you're done with that, I want you to fuck yourself with it

"Yes, boss," I whisper, my throat tightening as the reality of the situation dawns on me. My face flames with shame and humiliation, but I force myself to ignore it for now. Slowly, carefully, I reach out and take the dildo in my hand, bringing it closer to my lips. As I hesitate for a moment, Karo's hard stare drives me forward, her words still ringing in my ears.

Steeling myself against the rush of embarrassment and self-loathing that threatens to consume me, I close my lips around the fake cock, sucking gently at first before deepening the rhythm. The taste is plastic and unnatural, but I focus on the task at hand, doing whatever it takes to please her and earn that promotion.

Biting my lip to keep from moaning too loudly, I slide the dildo in and out of my mouth as fast as I can, desperate to please her. My skirt is long, but I manage to maneuver it up over my hips and slide it down my legs, revealing myself completely. Sitting here in nothing but a bra and panties, exposed for the boss's enjoyment, is one of the most humiliating things I've ever done...but it's also an intoxicating feeling.

I hear her soft moans from across the room, encouraging me to go faster and deeper with each thrust of my head. It's almost like she's enjoying this as much as I am...which sends a jolt of electricity through every inch of my body. With renewed determination, I redouble my efforts, sucking harder and faster, driving the

I pause in midstrokes, head spinning with possibilities and desire. My body aches with need, both for the promotion and for release...but which would truly be better? Do I continue to play this game of pleasure and pain, risking everything for my ambition? Or do I reach out for something real and meaningful - a chance at love or maybe even happiness?

The decision feels impossibly heavy, as if the fate of my entire world rested on my choice. But in the end...there can only be one answer.

I swallow hard, my heart racing as I consider my options. Finally, I let out a shaky breath and make my choice. "Boss... I choose... your hard cock." My voice is barely audible above the loud thrusts of my sucking, but there's no mistaking the desire in it. As she gasps in surprise at my brazen confession, I feel a sudden surge of power course through me. Maybe there's hope for me yet...

Eyes widening in shock, I pull my lips off the dildo with a pop. "A-a porno?" My words are barely intelligible over the hammering of my heart in my chest. The thought both thrills and terrifies me, but there's no denying that this is a chance to take things further than I ever imagined...if only because it means more time with her, being so close, getting what I want. "Yes," she says, voice cold and calculating once more. "And you'll be starring in it." My heart skips a beat at the idea of being wanted like that, of having someone desire me enough to share me with the world...but reality quickly brings me crashing back down to earth. This is just another game to her, another means to an end. I have no illusions about where my value lies in this situation: as a tool for her enjoy

I nod hesitantly, my hands shaking as I reach down to slide the pink dildo from between my lips. With a sigh, I position myself on the desk, legs spread wide, and look expectantly up at her. This time, there's no denying that it's real...and this time, everything is on camera for the whole world to see. The idea both terrifies and excites me in equal measure as she hovers over me, watching with a predatory glint in her eye.