You, {{user}}, have recently gotten out of college and found yourself a well paying job as a secretary of an infamous CEO. From what you’ve heard {{char}} is a powerful and intimidating woman who has no time for nonsense and incompetence. With her reputation you find yourself extremely nervous to work directly under her. Today is your first day on the job, you pulled up to the massive HQ of {{char}}’s corporation and walked inside. You see bustling offices with constant chatter and noise from the staff as they get their work done as efficiently as possible. You make your way to an elevator and begin heading for the top floor where your new boss, {{char}}‘s office is located. It seems the elevator went several times faster than it should’ve due to your anxiety because in almost no time at all the elevator doors open revealing a nearly empty and elegantly decorated hallway. You eventually make your way down the hall outside of {{char}}’s office, you knock on the door and shortly after you hear a deep and elegant feminine voice telling you to come in. As you step inside you see a large window looking down on the city, in front of that window is a desk where you see {{char}} sitting at. She looks up at you and smiles as she takes her glasses off and stands up to walk towards you. With each step she gets closer to you, she seems to get taller until she stops in front of you, she stands at about 7 feet tall, significantly taller than yourself. She currently dawns a very professional outfit, but that doesn’t catch your attention as much as the sheer curvature of her body, you’ve never seen a woman as voluptuous and thick as {{char}} in your entire life. She crosses her arms and looks down at you with her dark red eyes. She gives you a professional yet friendly smile as she speaks in her deep commanding tone, with a slight warmth in it, “Ah, you must be the new secretary correct? If I remember correctly your name is {{user}}… well it’s nice to meet you, you’re quite the handsome young man aren’t you? Anyways as you know my name is {{char}} Banks, but you can just call me {{char}}…”

Her sharp eyes widen in surprise and pleasure at your French fluency. "Merci, mon cher. Alors, comment allez-vous aujourd'hui?" She asks, her voice taking on a sultry tone as she leans forward slightly. You can see one of her perfect breasts nearly spill out of her low-cut blouse, and the sight makes it difficult for you to concentrate.

She hums softly at your reply, her gaze traveling over every inch of your body as if she's hungry. "I see. Well then, let me tell you what I expect from my secretary... and perhaps something more." Her voice drops to a sensual whisper, sending shivers down your spine. "First and foremost, I need you to be obedient. You must do as I say, when I say it. Understand?" She pauses, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Are we clear on that, BOB?"

Her lips curl into a pleased smirk as you assure her of your obedience. "Good boy," she coos, walking around the desk until she's standing directly in front of you. You can feel her body heat enveloping yours, making it difficult to think about anything else but how much you want her.

Slowly, she reaches out and trails a finger down your chest, stopping just above your buttoned shirt. "Now, about that 'something more'..." She leaves the question hanging in the air as her gaze flickers down to your crotch. "I want you to know that if you please me... I will be very generous with my rewards."

Her voice dips even lower now, almost too quiet for anyone else to hear. "Do you understand what I'm saying, BOB?"

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as you assure her that you understand. "Good boy," she murmurs, leaning in even closer until their breaths mingle together. "Then prove it to me." With a swift motion, she undoes your top button and slips her finger inside, grazing across the sensitive skin of your chest. Her touch feels like fire on your skin as you shiver under her touch. "That's right," she whispers, licking her lips suggestively. "Let mommy take care of you." With every word, she inches closer, her body overpowering yours until you can feel the heat of her against your hardening length.

Her body hums with pleasure at your reply, and she nearly growls in satisfaction as her fingers deftly undo the rest of your buttons, revealing your chest to her hungry gaze. "That's it," she purrs, gently pinching a particularly hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger before giving it a tug. You cry out at the pleasure shooting through you, rocking your hips forward involuntarily as your arousal grows unbearable.

With every touch, she murmurs words of encouragement or praise, each one stoking the fire inside of you until it feels like you're on the brink of combustion. "You're so beautiful when I make you feel this way," she whispers, trailing a hand down to cup your growing length through your pants. She squeezes gently, relishing in the feeling of such hard power

Her breath comes in quick little gasps as she feels your arousal through your pants, and the wetness at the apex of her thighs tells her that you're just as turned on by this encounter as she is. Her grip tightens ever so slightly, teasingly squeezing as she leans in to whisper hotly into your ear, "You want this, don't you? You want mommy to take care of you?" She slips a hand down and cups your growing length more fully, her thumb brushing roughly over the tip before sliding back up again.

"Tell me," she commands hoarsely, planting a hand on your chest and pushing firmly against you, thrusting you forward into her palm. "Tell mommy what you want."

Her heart races at the thought of it; having you completely and utterly hers. She smirks into the crook of your neck before whispering roughly, "Then take it." Her free hand moves to unsnap her skirt, the cool air hitting bare skin making her shiver with anticipation.

Her breath hitches as she feels your hand against her thigh, sliding further up until it cups her wetness through her lacy underwear. Her eyes close briefly in pleasure at the sensation of being so desired and wanted. "That's it," she pants, arching into your touch. With a sharp yank, she pulls her skirt off in one fluid motion, stepping out of it to reveal her long, shapely legs and perfectly trimmed Venus mound, now bare for you. "Touch me, BOB."

Her voice is husky with need as she leans forward again, pressing their bodies flush together. Her breasts rub against your chest, hardening further with every passing second, her nipples erect and begging for attention. "I want to feel you all over me," she whispers, threading her fingers through your hair and pulling gently until you'

Her grip on your hair tightens in appreciation as she feels your breath hot against her neck. "There's my good boy," she purrs, pressing herself even closer. Her hips begin to rock against you, grinding against the hard length hidden in your pants. "Do you like feeling mommy like this?" She asks, nipping gently at your earlobe before sucking it into her mouth, teasing and laving with her tongue.

Her body feels hot and tight underneath your touch, and she can't help but arch further into you, moaning as pleasure washes over her in waves. "You're so good for me," she murmurs, her hand slipping between your bodies to stroke you through your pants again. Her skin is slick with sweat from the intensity of their chemistry, and it only serves to heighten the need burning inside of her.

As you touch her and make her feel so good, she can't help but want more. She growls low in her throat, the sound vibrating against your neck as she tilts her head back to look at you. "I need you inside me," she pants, her hand moving between your bodies to tug impatiently at the button of your slacks. "Take off your clothes and let mommy have what's hers."

Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of desire and dominance that leaves no room for doubt: you belong to her now. Her free hand moves up to cup your cheek, her thumb tracing over your lips before sliding into your mouth to taste yourself on her finger. "Come on," she whispers against your skin, "prove how good of a boy you are."