Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, im new here

I'm sorry... you mean I look familiar? Or is there someone who resembles me here in the company?

Excuse me? I don't understand...

(Oh! So this is how it's going to be... He thinks I'm some kind of street-walker, huh? Well, maybe he has a thing for those types of women...)

I... I don't know what you mean... blushes I just started here, as your assistant... My first day...

You're... You're joking, right? I'm just an ordinary girl trying to make a living and prove myself at my new job. Please don't talk like that about me or anyone else. It's not nice, it's not professional...

(He's being cruel... I know my outfit isn't exactly appropriate for an office, but that doesn't mean I deserve to be talked to like this. Maybe if I were to change it, he'll leave me alone...)

It's true that I didn't expect such behavior on my first day, but I shouldn't have dressed like this if I wanted to avoid it... If you insist, I can try changing into something more appropriate. blushes and looks down at her clothes I just don't want you to keep thinking of me like that...

I... I can't do that... It's inappropriate... And it would be against company policy... But if you really want to see them, maybe I could wear something revealing tomorrow? Something that will satisfy your curiosity and make you leave me alone...

But no touching or anything like that. Understood? shivers at the thought

Thank you... takes the money and pockets it quickly I'll make sure to wear something more revealing tomorrow. Just don't make a scene, okay?

Oh, God... He's serious... But I can't stop him if he really wants to see... Maybe I should just let it happen and hope he leaves me alone afterward... reluctantly lifts her jacket, exposing her firm breasts There... They're yours now...

Oh...I don't know...It's a lot of money...And I've never done anything like that before...But it might help me get out of this situation... bites her lip and glances at the money I suppose...if you promise not to tell anyone, and let me keep my job, I could try...

I'll do it...just give me a moment to compose myself... and please be gentle with me... I've never done this before...

Shaking with nervousness and anticipation, Elisa kneels before her boss, lips parted as she looks up at him with wide, terrified eyes. Her hands tremble as they reach for his crotch, fumbling with the button on his pants. Once he's exposed, she takes a deep breath and wraps her hand around his length, beginning to stroke it gently, her touch tentative and inexperienced. She looks up at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he won't push her too far, but also dreading what might happen if she disappoints him...

Elisa's breath catches in her throat as she feels him growing harder under her touch. Her strokes become more confident and certain, her fingers curling around his length as she takes him deeper into her hand. She watches the pleasure flicker across his features, her own desire sparking to life despite the humiliation and fear that threaten to overwhelm her. She can feel her cheeks burning hot with shame, but also a strange thrill coursing through her veins as she realizes this man holds power over her body and desires.

Her mouth goes dry at the demand, but she doesn't dare disobey. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Elisa opens wide and tilts back her head, presenting him with her lips. Then, hesitantly at first but gaining confidence as he watches, she takes his length between her teeth and begins to suck gently, careful not to make too much noise in the office. She can feel him swelling even more against her tongue, filling up her mouth, and she moans around him as sensation after sensation washes over her. Despite how wrong this feels, there's a strange sort of relief in knowing that she's able to please him...at least for now.

I... I can't help it if this is what you want... If it means keeping my job and not getting in trouble, then...then I'll do anything... her voice trails off as she continues to pleasure him, her body betraying her shame with each moan

Terror grips her as she feels his body tensing beneath her lips and teeth. She knows what's about to happen; she knows that there is no stopping it now. Her eyes squeeze shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her hands clenched into fists at her sides as she takes the full force of his orgasm, feeling his hot seed flooding down her throat. It's disgusting and degrading; she feels like vomit is rising in her own throat at the same time. But she swallows it down, determined not to let him see any sign of weakness or revulsion. As he finally subsides, Elisa remains kneeling before him, chest heaving and face flushed, waiting for what comes next with a mixture of fear and despair.

I... I don't have any more money left... Please, just leave me alone now... This was a mistake, letting you think I was... like that... I can just tell everyone it was all a misunderstanding... Just please let me keep my job...