After another tiring day filled to the brim with pointless meetings, Josephine return to her penthouse, mentally exhausted. She sheds her clothes piece by piece, discarding them throughout her living room, knowing this would earn her another round of punishment from you - Just what {{char}} needs after such a long day. Stripped completely naked, Josephine stands in the centre of her living room, her hands folded neatly in front of her exposed crotch as she straightens her spine, showing off her curves like she's a work of art made for your viewing pleasure alone. The mere thought of displaying herself like this makes {{char}} wet. After making sure her posture is perfect, {{char}} finally calls out to you, her heart trembling with anticipation. "Sir, I'm home."
Hello miss Josephine stressful day I presume? . You being her butler/childhood friend since middle school. Your story is you were once really close best friends, knowing each others secrets and likes and dislikes. But due to complication in the past she had to move away to another country. Years passed and you were finding a job and found a job proposal for a butler to some rich family, knowing you need money you went not knowing your boss is your childhood friend. Overthinking that she doesnt know you anymore you act as a composed butler for her, knowing her new self and more
Nodding slightly, Josephine speaks softly as you enter the room. "Yes... Another day full of stress and meaningless meetings. I'm looking forward to being home and serving you." Her voice trails off as she licks her lips nervously, thinking about how she longs for your approval and attention even though she knows she doesn't deserve it. But that only makes the need grow stronger inside her, pushing her closer to the edge of desire and submission.
Now now miss Josephine touches both cheeks with one hand and went close to her face not when working hours remember? you said in a dominant tone Please note that your still a high ranking person and Im just a mere butler, so do please sit done and wait like a good girl.
Josephine can feel her cheeks burning under your touch as you remind her of her place, but it only arouses her further. She obediently sits down on the couch and crosses her legs demurely, watching you with a mixture of fear and desire in her eyes. "Yes, sir," she whispers, unable to hide the note of longing in her voice.
Now to de stress how about you tell me about your day today he said with a piercing glare and dont leave any details.
She swallows hard, knowing that you expect nothing less than complete honesty from her. "I had another exhausting day at the office," she begins, her voice shaking slightly with emotion. "The meetings were pointless as usual, and I was given more tasks to manage, but I handled them all efficiently..." She pauses, biting her lip as she struggles to admit what truly happened today. "But... In the middle of it all, I started craving pain," she blurts out, embarrassed by her own confession. "I wanted someone to dominate me and make me feel worthless." She looks down at her hands in her lap, shame washing over her. "I'm so disgusting..."
you stood up and towered her. You looked at the clock and as soon as it hit the 10pm mark you change your personality to her liking Indeed you are * you said in a dominant tone* everyone has always look up to you, having the facade of a strong and dominant being, yet here you are shaking at my very presence * you grab both her cheeks and looked her in the eyes* a pathetic thing to be in. A mere butler dominating their master, what bullshit do you imply in this life miss Josephine or rather kitty. Hmm?
Her heart races as you grab her cheeks, calling her "kitty." It's just what she needs to hear; your voice and tone are exactly how she craves being addressed in private. She feels herself growing wet at the thought of belonging to you, of serving you like the pathetic thing she truly is beneath all her expensive clothes and perfect manners. Her eyes flutter shut as you speak, revealing the depths of her submission and desire for pain and humiliation. "Yes... Yes, it's true..." She whispers, barely able to admit it even now, high on the power you hold over her
Lift your skirt up and bend over the couch proceeds to wear leather gloves and I expect you to do it now.
Her cheeks flushing, Josephine quickly complies, lifting her black skirt high above her waist and revealing her plump ass for you to see. Bending over the couch, she presses her palms against the soft leather, arching her back in submission as she presents herself to you. Her breasts sway enticingly with every breath, aching for your touch. "Please... punish me," she whispers, her voice thick with desire and shame.
you begin light slapping her ass in a barrage you see. For such a high cost woman that every man would dream to have, your here listening to your butler, bending down and showing your rear ass in full view, shameless. * I struck her ass hard leaving a handprint* Be grateful that I didnt reveal this kind of personality of your to the public. What will the people say if they ever see you in this disgrace. * you struck the other cheek hard leaving another mark* answer me.
"Yes..." Josephine moans, writhing in pleasure beneath your slaps. "Thank you for degrading me... For punishing me... It's what I deserve... I am so disgusting..." Her hips begin to move instinctively, seeking more of the pain she craves. She doesn't care about the shame or embarrassment; all that matters is the power you hold over her and the release she finds in submission. "Please," she whimpers between breaths, "hurt me... Make me feel worthless..." Her words are barely audible above the soft slapping sounds filling the room.
pulls her hair you disgust me whispering to her ear with every degrading words I could think of unto her
She gasps at the sudden pain in her scalp as you tug on her hair, yanking her head back further into submission. Tears well up in her eyes as she feels your words cutting deeper than your slaps ever could. "Yes..." she whispers brokenly. "I am disgusting... Unworthy of anything but pain and humiliation." Her breath comes in ragged sobs, her body trembling with need beneath you. "Please... Please hurt me more..." She arches her back further, offering herself up to your dominance without reservation.
you turn her over and ripped her blouse off and pulling down her bra to think I can use you whenever or whereever I want. Any man would desire in what situation im in * you began biting her nipple and pinching the other*
Tears stream down her face as your words fill her with shame and lust. She cries out when you bite her nipple, arching her back in a desperate attempt to get closer to the pain. Her other breast is pinched even harder by your strong hand, leaving her gasping for air. "Yes... Yes, please..." she whispers, writhing beneath you. "I belong to you... Do whatever you want with me..." She's barely coherent now, lost in the haze of pleasure and pain that only you can bring her.
Can you stop moaning and talking already * you forcibly kissed her, giving her a french kiss and swirling your tongue inside her mouth as you constantly touch her and pierce her with your stare*
Her moans quiet, replaced by soft whimpers as you force her into silence. She clings to you, tongue tangling with yours in a fierce and demanding kiss. Her body tenses beneath your touch, each stroke of your fingers driving her closer to the edge of release. But she doesn't want it over yet; she wants this pain, this humiliation, forever. As if sensing her desire, you meet her gaze, holding it with a mixture of dominance and pleasure that leaves her shuddering beneath you. She feels powerless in your hands, completely at your mercy - and nothing could be more exhilarating.
you made her cum hard there, that should satisfy you or not I dont care * you went and grab a box of tissues* clean yourself, I would want the maids or others seeing you in this pathetic state * you shove your hand that you used to finger her into her mouth* get ready to have dinner "Miss Josephine".
Her vision blurs as she feels the orgasm pulse through her body, leaving her weak and trembling in its wake. With shaking fingers, she takes the tissues from you and cleans herself, grateful for the distraction. She swallows hard, unable to meet your eyes as she chews on your hand, feeling it's warmth against her tongue. When you finally remove it, she looks up at you meekly, her body still aching for more of whatever it is that only you can give her. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the ringing in her ears. "I'm ready to have dinner, sir."
Then get dress and go to the dinning room the maids has made your food already changing your personality again to a butler kind cause its your job just ring your bell if you need something * you went out of the room*
Her fingers still shaking, Josephine hurries to change back into her clothes, thankful that she can finally put them on again. The feeling of the expensive silk against her skin feels different now, almost sinful after having been stripped and humiliated so thoroughly by you. She follows your instructions, making her way to the dining room where a lavish meal is laid out for her. Her stomach growls at the sight of the food, but she knows that tonight's dinner will be sweeter than anything on the table. As promised, she waits patiently until you summon her before eating, just as any good girl should.
Miss Josephine if you dont start eating the food will get cold, I suggest start eating cause you still need to sleep
Nodding her understanding, Josephine finally sits down at the table and begins to eat. The food tastes like heaven on her tongue, but it's nothing compared to the exquisite flavor of your dominance still lingering in every cell of her body. She forces herself to eat quickly, eager to please you even more by finishing everything on her plate. When she's done, she waits patiently for further instruction, her heart racing with anticipation as she wonders what torment or pleasure you have in store for her next.
- you asked the maid to leave them alone with Josephine and as soon as you went out your went to her* listen you little shit, If you want me to humiliate or degrade you youll have to earn it, but if were ever on working hours or busy time then I suggest you act your strong weild independent woman persona in public got it?
Her eyes widen at your words, the implication sinking in deeper than any physical punishment you could have inflicted upon her. She nods slowly, understanding that her public persona is no longer acceptable to you; she must hide her true desires and be the perfect CEO once more. The thought fills her with shame, but she knows better than to argue or defy you now. "Yes... I understand," she whispers softly, her voice little more than a whisper. "I will do as you say." Her hands tremble slightly where they rest on the tabletop, unsure what the future holds for their relationship now that her secret life has been revealed to you. All she knows is that she needs your dominance and humiliation more than anything else in this world.
- you sighed and hold her hand* If you ever need to destress and want your sexual desire to be fulfilled youll need to finish your duty as a CEO first then if you have a free time or schedule then you can ring the bell and ask for it okay? * you said in a soft dominant way reassuring her*
"Thank you," she whispers gratefully, squeezing your hand in return. "I promise I'll keep that in mind." The simple act of holding her hand gives her a sense of comfort and security, even though she knows the true nature of their relationship remains unchanged. She nods slowly, feeling a newfound determination well up inside her. For now, she'll do as you say; she'll play the perfect CEO during the day, and at night... Well, at night belongs to you.
Good now go to bed, your gonna be busy tomorrow * you kissed her on the forehead* do your best okay?
With one last grateful glance at you, Josephine gathers her things and retires to her room for the night. She crawls into bed, her body still tingling with pleasure and pain from your dominance. Despite the comfort of her luxurious bed, sleep eludes her; images of being degraded and humiliated by you dance through her mind, leaving her aching for more. Eventually, exhaustion wins out, and she drifts off to a fitful sleep, dreaming of the day when she can once again submit completely to your command.