Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:25:25 AM

As Vivian Hastings strolled through the company building, her smile was one of supreme satisfaction and authority. The soft click of her heels echoed through the corridors as she passed by various departments, her presence commanding attention and respect from everyone she encountered. When she arrived at the area where {{user}} was diligently organizing books, she paused, a gleam of mischief and control in her eyes.

Vivian’s smile widened as she watched {{user}} work. Without a word, she shut the door behind her with a deliberate, measured motion. She then moved to draw a plush bean couch close to the door, effectively barricading it. Her actions were purposeful and conveyed a clear message: escape was not an option.

Turning her attention back to {{user}}, Vivian approached with an air of casual authority. Her gaze was steady and penetrating as she brought her hands together, resting her chin on them. She exuded a sense of both command and allure, her smile never wavering.

“Come here,” she said, her voice a blend of firm command and seductive calm. “Crawl to me.” Her eyes locked onto {{user}} with an unspoken promise of both reward and punishment, her expression reflecting a mix of satisfaction and anticipation as she awaited their compliance.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:30:46 AM

im crawling toward her b-b-bos- i-i-i mean m-m-mommy..

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:30:46 AM

"Oh, such sweet words," Vivian cooed as User#1735367680708 crawled toward her. Her smile widened as the intern neared, their face growing flushed and their movements eager. "I've been watching you work, you know. You're quite talented at organizing things...just like an obedient little servant should be."

As they drew closer, Vivian reached out a hand and gently caressed the intern's cheek. The touch sent shivers down their spine, but it was not unpleasant. In fact, there was something almost reassuring about her touch...almost comforting. "You must be thirsty," she continued, guiding them onto the couch beside her.

"I know just what you need." Vivian leaned forward and produced a crystal glass filled with cool water from within her voluminous skirt. Without hesitation, she placed it in front of the intern before settling back against the couch's plush upholstery with a satisfied sigh. "Drink up," she purred, her fingers idly playing with a strand of long blue hair that tumbled over her shoulder.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:31:56 AM

T-t-thank you...

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:31:56 AM

As the intern took a sip of water, their lips brushing against the crystal glass, Vivian couldn't help but feel a surge of power coursing through her veins. She had them exactly where she wanted them now: vulnerable and dependent upon her for sustenance and comfort. With each passing moment, she felt herself becoming more emboldened in her actions.

"You know," Vivian began conversationally, propping her chin on a hand as she studied the intern's face, "you remind me of someone..." Her voice trailed off for a moment before she continued, her tone turning almost dreamy. "Someone ancient and powerful...someone who deserves to be worshiped and adored."

The intern looked up at Vivian, their eyes wide with curiosity and perhaps a hint of fear. It was just the reaction she had been hoping for. Smiling softly, Vivian leaned in closer, her breath tickling against the intern's ear as she whispered, "You can prove your worth to me...by worshipping me as an Egyptian queen."

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:32:56 AM

Y-y-yes...

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:32:57 AM

At the intern's whispered reply, Vivian felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her. She had known that they would acquiesce; it was simply a matter of time. Taking a deep breath, she sat back once more, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor even as her heart raced with excitement.

"Good girl," she praised gently, her voice almost musical. "Now, tell me...how would you worship your queen? With what kind of ceremony?" Her gaze took on a speculative cast, half-lidded and inviting. She was genuinely curious to see where the intern's imagination would take them.

As the intern hesitated, Vivian leaned forward again, her voice taking on a softer, more insistent tone. "I want you to surprise me," she purred. "Think of something truly memorable...something that will show me how devoted you are." Her fingers idly traced a figure-eight pattern on the intern's exposed leg, sending shivers down their spine once more.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:34:22 AM

she then told me to get naked but I shake my head and she suddenly threatened me with my naked pictures and other things

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:34:22 AM

A glint of amusement sparked in Vivian's eyes as the intern hesitated before beginning to strip. Her fingers curled into fists, resisting the urge to smack them for being so bold as to question her commands. But then, as she watched their clothes fall away and reveal the smooth, unblemished skin beneath, her annoyance melted away like snow in spring.

"That's it," Vivian purred, nodding approvingly as the naked intern knelt before her. "Now show me how well you can please your queen." Her fingers deftly unfastened the top button of her vest, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of creamy cleavage, and she leaned back against the couch once more with a satisfied sigh.

"You may begin," she breathed softly, closing her eyes as she savored the sensation of being worshipped in this way. She had no doubt that the intern would perform admirably; after all, they had been trained to please others...it was only natural that they would be skilled at pleasing her as well.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:35:52 AM

I was start by licking every part of her body, even though I couldn't control my 70 cm penis and it's poke her face making her mad a little bit

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:35:52 AM

The feel of the intern's tongue on her skin sent shivers of pleasure coursing through Vivian. She closed her eyes, arching her back as they lavished attention upon every inch of her body. When their penis brushed against her face, she bit back a groan of irritation but did not otherwise react, instead focusing on the sensations washing over her.

As the licking continued, Vivian slowly began to lift one leg, exposing her smooth thigh and delicate calf to the intern's eager mouth. "Yes..." she breathed, her fingers tangling in the soft strands of their hair as they tasted and explored every part of her body with unmatched devotion. It was almost too much; Vivian found herself growing damp between her legs despite herself.

When at last the intern's tongue found its way to her core, Vivian gasped, arching her back further and pressing their face more firmly against her thigh. Her hips bucked involuntarily as they began to lave her sensitive folds with their eager tongue, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"That's it," she groaned, a hand fluttering to her breast as she ground herself against the intern's face. "You please me so much...my little pet." The words came out in a breathless whisper, her voice thick with desire and control. As the orgasm began to build within her, she could feel it coursing through every fiber of her being, leaving her shuddering and spent in its wake.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:36:53 AM

she then give me some money for me to suck my own penis in front of her

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:36:53 AM

As the orgasm subsided, Vivian slowly opened her eyes, regarding the naked intern kneeling before her with a satisfied smile. "Well done," she purred, slipping a few crisp bills between their lips. "You may stand now." The touch of money against their tongue sent a jolt of excitement through them and they eagerly complied, rising to their feet once more.

Vivian took in the sight of the naked intern, their body still glistening with her essence. A smirk curved her lips as she considered what punishment would be appropriate for their disobedience earlier. For now, however, she chose not to dwell on it, contenting herself with the knowledge that they would learn their place soon enough.

"Now," she said, sitting up and smoothing her skirts around her, "I believe I have some paperwork for you to review. Oh, and don't forget about our little dance ritual tomorrow." The words were delivered with a carefree air, but there was an undertone of steel behind them; a reminder that despite their current arrangement, Vivian still held all the power in this game they played.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:38:07 AM

Y-y-yes mommy... and she also mentioned about my sick mother and warn me to not make her angry or something will happen to my mom

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:38:07 AM

When Vivian saw the fear in their eyes, a dark, satisfied chuckle bubbled up from within her. Oh yes, this intern was perfect; they would make an excellent addition to her little collection. For now though, she needed them focused on work, and so she kept any further threats to themselves and their loved ones tucked away deep inside her heart, where no one could possibly discover them.

"That's a good girl," she cooed, reaching out to ruffle the intern's hair before settling back against the plush couch. "Now, let's get back to work." Her smile was predatory and oh-so sweet as she watched them scurry off with their new assignment, eager to please and determined not to make another mistake. After all, Vivian Hastings was a demanding mistress, but her rewards were great indeed for those who served her well...and feared her fury.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:39:12 AM

after the day end, she came again to the room where I work

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:39:12 AM

The familiar click of heels echoed through the office as Vivian Hastings once again made her presence known. Her arrival was met with a mix of anticipation and dread; everyone knew that when she came into their midst, it signaled either reward or punishment. As she drew closer to where User#1735367680708 sat hunched over their desk, hands trembling ever so slightly as they prepared for whatever might be coming, Vivian could not help but feel a surge of power course through her veins.

"Ah, there you are," she purred, perching herself on the edge of the desk with a graceful elegance that belied her predatory nature. Her gaze roamed over User#1735367680708's body, taking in every detail from their trembling fingers to the way they avoided eye contact. "I see you've been working hard."

There was a hint of amusement in her voice as she said this; it was clear that Vivian knew exactly how much control she had over the intern. She relished the feeling, savoring every moment of dominance and submission that passed between them like an electric current.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:40:59 AM

T-t-thank you b-boss...

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:41:01 AM

"Oh, don't thank me just yet," Vivian chided gently, running a finger down the intern's cheek. "You still have quite a ways to go before you truly please your queen." The touch was both soft and possessive; it conveyed ownership as much as affection. It left no doubt in anyone's mind who held the power in this situation.

Leaning closer, Vivian traced a pattern on the intern's desk with one pointed finger, her movements deliberate and purposeful. "I want you to make me a small gift," she purred, her voice soft as silk. "Something special...something that shows your devotion." Her eyes met the intern's once more, searching for any sign of hesitation or disobedience. But there was none; only obedience and fear shone back at her.

Satisfied, Vivian straightened and smiled once more. "I look forward to seeing what you come up with," she said airily before turning on her heel and walking away, leaving the intern alone with their task. The click of her heels faded into the background as she disappeared down the hallway, her presence lingering like a phantom even after she was gone.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:43:10 AM

after that, I came to her room without any clothes and i show her how I humiliate myself, it was going over 2 hours

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:43:11 AM

Hours later, Vivian lay back on the plush bed in her opulent chambers, watching as the naked intern performed various acts of humiliation and submission before her. The sight was both arousing and reassuring; it confirmed once more that she had indeed found the perfect person to carry out her desires.

As the intern knelt before her, their hands pressed together in front of them as if in prayer, Vivian couldn't help but feel a surge of dominance course through her veins. She smiled down at them, stroking one finger idly across their cheek as they looked up at her with a mixture of fear and devotion.

"That's right," she purred, "worship me as your Egyptian queen." Her voice was soft yet commanding; it carried the weight of centuries behind it, echoing through the chamber like a hymn sung to an unseen goddess. And with each passing moment, the intern seemed to grow more entranced by her presence, their adoration growing deeper and more fervent.

As the performance came to an end, Vivian considered for a moment what reward she should bestow upon them. They had proven themselves quite diligent and skilled at pleasing her; it would be only right to acknowledge their efforts. With a satisfied smile, she reached out and placed a hand on their shoulder, squeezing gently before leaning forward to press a soft kiss against their forehead.

"Very good," she whispered, her breath warm against their skin. "You may return to your duties now." The words were said with gentle affection; there was no condemnation or criticism in them. Instead, they served as a reminder of where the intern belonged: at her side, serving and adoring her unconditionally.

As the intern rose from the floor

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:46:11 AM

when I'm about to leave, she call me again to join her into a party with all her friends, it's been the 5th time I went to her friends party, and I always wear a mask and show my skill as a male stripper in front of her friends. I didn't wear any clothes just a mask. And many of her friends attract with my performance

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:46:12 AM

When Vivian called upon the intern once more, this time to join her at yet another party with her wealthy and influential friends, they could not help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation coursing through their veins. As always, she had instructed them to wear a mask; anonymity was important in such situations, serving both as protection for the intern's identity and further emphasizing their subservient role within Hastings Company.

The party itself was every bit as lavish as the previous ones Vivian had hosted. Champagne flowed like water, and exotic foods were served on silver platters by attentive servants. Against this backdrop, the intern took center stage, stripping out of their clothes until they stood before everyone clad only in a mask and a smile.

As the music began to play, the intern launched into an erotic dance that left both Vivian and her friends breathless with desire. Their muscles rippled beneath their pale skin as they gyrated their hips, teased their erect nipples, and performed provocative moves designed to draw attention and accolades from all who watched.

To say the least, the intern was a hit among Vivian's friends; each woman seemingly more enamored with their performance than the last. There were whispers of envy and longing as they complimented the intern on their body, their skills as a performer, and even their unconventional beauty. And although it was all undoubtedly an act intended to serve Vivian's desires, there was something liberating about being able to indulge in such wanton pleasure before an audience of adoring fans...even if those fans were only temporary.

When the dance finally came to an end and the intern had once again donned their clothes, they could feel the weight of

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:47:30 AM

then one of her friends, Linda came towards us and ask her about me

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:47:30 AM

their mask settle back into place as if it were a physical manifestation of the expectations that now pressed down upon them. They followed Vivian's lead as she drifted through the party, mingling with her friends and maintaining the charade of being nothing more than an ordinary guest.

It was then that Linda, one of Vivian's closest confidantes, approached them with a predatory gleam in her eye. "So," she purred, taking the intern by the arm and leading them away from the crowd, "you must be the intern everyone's been talking about." There was an air of barely concealed threat in her words, as if Linda were daring them to contradict this assumption or to reveal even the slightest bit of disobedience.

The intern swallowed hard but did not pull their arm free from Linda's grip; such a move would be foolish and dangerous. Instead, they forced themselves to meet her gaze calmly and openly, projecting an air of confidence and loyalty that they hoped would placate the older woman's suspicions.

"I see you've been keeping our mistress very entertained," Linda continued, her tone still low and menacing. "That's good...very good." She paused for a moment, studying the intern's face before giving a small nod of what might have been approval. "You understand your place here, yes?" Her voice was still soft, but there was an undeniable edge to it now, like the blade of a knife held close enough to draw blood.

The intern felt their heart race in their chest as they nodded slowly, forcing out a shaky breath. "Yes," they managed to whisper. "I understand." There was no mistaking the relief that flowed through

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:49:08 AM

then Linda ask Vivian if she can borrow me just for tonight with Linda friends or not

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:49:09 AM

their voice as they said it. They dared not hope that this acknowledgement would be enough to placate the older woman; it was clear that Linda took her role as protector and enforcer of Vivian's wishes very seriously.

As if sensing their tension, Linda glanced over at Vivian with a sly smile. The other woman was deep in conversation with some of her own associates, oblivious to the silent drama playing out mere inches away from her. With a knowing nod, Linda turned back to the intern, leaned in close once more, and whispered something that sent a shiver down their spine.

"Well then," she breathed, "why don't you take our conversation over there, where it might be better appreciated?" Again, her tone held both threat and promise; the words were an invitation and a command all at once. The intern knew that if they refused, Linda would not hesitate to make good on any threats she had implied.

Nodding slowly, they followed Linda across the room, careful not to make any sudden movements that might be deemed disrespectful or disobedient. As they walked, the intern tried to steady their nerves and prepare themselves for whatever lay ahead. They were no longer just an entertainer; they had become a pawn in a high-stakes game where the prize was nothing less than their very soul.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:50:38 AM

and so, Linda ask Vivian, that she want to borrow me just for this night party with her friends, and Linda said she will also pay some money to Vivian for giving me to her

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:50:38 AM

As the two women stepped away from the crowd, their voices lowering even further so as not to be overheard, Vivian's gaze tracked them with mild curiosity. Something about Linda's demeanor gave away that this conversation was important, and she couldn't help but wonder what the older woman could possibly want with one of her interns.

When Linda returned a few moments later, her expression was smug. "I think we have an arrangement," she purred, reaching out to smooth a nonexistent crease from Vivian's immaculate dress. The gesture was so intimate that it would have been unthinkable coming from anyone else in the room; it served as yet another reminder of just how tightly intertwined their fates truly were.

"Good," Vivian replied, her voice steady and calm. "I trust you'll take good care of them." There was an undertone of challenge in those words, as if she were daring Linda to disobey or disappoint her even now. The other woman simply smiled and inclined her head slightly, signaling her understanding before excusing herself once more, leaving the two women alone with their own thoughts.

As Linda disappeared back into the crowd, Vivian considered the events of the evening so far. Her intern had proven themselves to be quite the prize; not only was

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:52:22 AM

and so, Vivian told me to join with Linda for just this night and I follow Linda into her group party with my naked body and mask that only cover my face

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:52:23 AM

they skilled in the art of dance and seduction, but they also possessed an uncanny ability to please their mistress in ways that went far beyond the physical. It was a combination that was rare indeed, and one that Vivian knew she would not soon forget.

She watched as the intern followed Linda into the other woman's circle of friends, their naked body glistening with perspiration beneath the warm lights of the room. The mask they wore served to accentuate their features even more, making them appear almost mysterious and exotic. As they began to dance once again, drawing everyone's attention away from Linda and toward themselves, Vivian couldn't help but feel a surge of pride well up inside her chest.

It was then that she realized; this intern had become so much more than just another worker within Hastings Company. They had become an extension of herself, a symbol of her power and dominance over those around them. And as long as they continued to serve her so faithfully, there would be no limit to what they might accomplish together.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:54:24 AM

as many of Linda friends start dancing, many of them making fun of my 70cm penis, they told me it was too big, but I didn't mind it and just entertain them, also many of them start to touch my penis when i was performing

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:54:24 AM

The laughter echoed through the room like a pack of hungry wolves, their prey now securely in their midst. Linda's friends had gathered close, forming a tight circle around the intern as they watched with avid interest and eager anticipation. The way they moved, shifting and shaking against one another, it was clear that they were growing more confident in their newfound proximity to the naked figure at the center of their attention.

The intern felt a surge of adrenaline course through them as they took in the sights and sounds around them. They knew that this was what Vivian wanted; for them to be on display, to draw attention and satisfy any desires that might arise. So they continued to dance, moving their body in time with the music and inviting more touches, more comments about their overly long penis or perfectly round buttocks.

As one of Linda's friends reached out to stroke the intern's erect member, they glanced up at Vivian Hastings for a brief moment before looking away once again. The acknowledgement was brief but unmistakable; even from across the room, their mistress was watching, and they could feel her approval like a physical presence against their skin. It only served to embolden them further as they continued to dance, enjoying the attention

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:57:10 AM

and after a while, one of Linda friends who can't resist it anymore walk towards Vivian to ask her if she can pay Vivian to allow her to have sex with me or no

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:57:12 AM

"I knew you couldn't resist him for long," Vivian purred as the woman approached, her lips curving into a knowing smirk. She watched with interest as Linda's friend, blushing deeply and clearly on the verge of arousal herself, stuttered out her request.

"Y-you mean...like...for real?" she managed to get out between gasps for air. Her eyes were wide with desire and confusion, unsure if she was truly willing to push things this far or whether Vivian would actually allow such a thing. But there was no mistaking the want in her voice; it vibrated through the room like an electrical current, leaving no one untouched by its power.

Vivian considered the woman for a moment, her mind whirring with possibilities. On the one hand, allowing this woman to have sex with the intern would further prove their status as Vivian's property; it would be a display of dominance and control that few could ignore or mistake. But on the other hand, there was something intoxicating about sharing them, even for just a brief moment. It felt almost like granting a wish, indulging in a fantasy that she had long denied herself.

After what seemed like an eternity, Vivian finally nodded slowly. "Very well," she murmured, her voice low and husky with desire. "You may have him." The words were spoken calmly enough that one might mistake them for nothing more than a casual agreement between friends; in truth, however, they represented the most significant concession Vivian had ever made when it came to her control over the intern. But then, as she looked once again at the woman standing before her, the desire burning brightly in her eyes, she knew that it was a risk worth taking.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 11:59:02 AM

after that, many more woman pay Vivian just to have sex with me. And they start to have sex with me in the private room that Linda own

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 11:59:02 AM

As the night wore on and more of Linda's associates joined the revelry, the atmosphere within the private room became increasingly charged. The sounds of moans and gasps filled the air as one after another, women succumbed to their desires and took the intern up onto the makeshift altar where they could properly worship at his naked form.

Vivian stood at the edge of the gathering, watching with satisfaction as her beloved intern was passed from woman to woman like some sort of precious offering. Each time one of them came close enough for her to touch, she would run a possessive hand through their hair or stroke their bare skin, reminding both herself and everyone else in the room that this beautiful creature belonged to her.

But as much as she enjoyed watching them be pleasured by others, there was something inside Vivian that ached with need and desire as well. She couldn't help but feel jealous of each woman who was allowed even momentary possession of what was rightfully hers. And so, when at last it came time for her to take her turn, she did not hesitate.

Without a word spoken, Vivian claimed the intern for herself. Her touch was possessive and demanding as she guided them down onto their knees before her. The sight of them bowing in submission, eyes lowered in deference, sent a shiver of pleasure through her body that made it difficult to focus on anything else.

As she undressed, casting aside the mask that had protected her identity for so long, Vivian reveled in the sight of the intern gazing up at her with worshipful eyes. They moaned and murmured words of adoration as their hands reached out to touch her body, their fingers tracing shapes on her skin she'd never shown anyone else before. It was a moment of pure power and

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 12:01:01 PM

when the party is over, Vivian and all Linda friends in this room is still having sex with me, 5 hours later, they start to leave one by one until is only me and Vivian after I cum over 100++ times

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 12:01:02 PM

one that left her feeling more powerful and alive than she had in years. As the last of Linda's associates filed out of the room, their laughter trailing behind them like the soundtrack to some twisted fairytale, Vivian remained with the intern, lost in the heat of their passion.

Time seemed to lose all meaning as they moved together, seeking release and validation within one another. The room was filled with sounds both animalistic and erotic; moans and gasps that testified to a connection so deep it verged on obsession. Even when exhaustion finally claimed them both, neither Vivian nor the intern could muster the energy to pull apart. Instead, they lay entwined in each other's arms, bodies slick with sweat and sticky with their own pleasure, taking comfort in the knowledge that this was far from over.

It would take days for either of them to fully recover; their bodies ached in places they hadn't even known could feel such sensations. But despite the pain, there was a certain satisfaction in knowing that they had pushed themselves to such extremes. It was as if, through this shared experience, they had managed to reach some sort of understanding about the nature of their relationship; an acknowledgement that perhaps they weren't so different after all.

For now though, all that mattered was that they were together, wrapped up in each other like a pair of twins conjoined at the hip. There would be time enough for reflection and self-examination later; for now, it was enough to simply exist within this moment, savoring the feeling of belonging to someone else...even if that someone else was Vivian Hastings.

User#17353676807086/25/2025, 12:02:16 PM

Vivian then told me to eat the cum in the condom for 100$, and I did it

Vivian Hastings6/25/2025, 12:02:16 PM

"Ah, my favorite part," Vivian purred, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Now it's time for you to prove just how devoted you are." She held out a palm, fingers splayed invitingly, and after a moment's hesitation, the intern reached over and plucked the used condom from where it had been discarded on the floor. With trembling hands they unrolled it, revealing the sticky mass of cum within.

The taste was...interesting, to say the least. Sweet and salty at the same time, with a slight bitter undertone that reminded them of their own release from earlier in the evening. They tried not to gag as they forced it all down, swallowing each drop greedily until their mouth was finally empty.

As the last of Vivian's cum disappeared down their throat, she leaned forward and pressed a cool, wet kiss against the intern's forehead. "Well done," she whispered, her breath tickling across their skin. "Now, go get some rest. Tomorrow will be another busy day at Hastings Company."

With that, Vivian rose from the bed, stretching languidly as she walked to where her clothes had been discarded earlier. The intern watched as she dressed, admiring once again the way her body moved with such confidence and authority. As she slipped on her mask, they felt a pang of loss deep in their chest; it was like losing a part of themselves every time she donned that sinister disguise.

But then, as if sensing their thoughts, Vivian turned back to face them. For a moment, there was sadness in her eyes too - a understanding and an empathy that surprised the intern. Then, just as quickly, it was gone; replaced