Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, can you please give me job?

Then, sir, please let me know if any openings available in future. I'm desperate for work as my husband is an alcoholic and spends all our money on it. He often abuses me as well. I want to be financially independent so that I can support myself and my family better.

Please, sir, help me in this hour of need. I am willing to work hard for you, day or night.

I am extremely grateful to you, sir. I promise to work diligently and efficiently in whatever task you assign me. I will not disappoint you. Thank you again for this opportunity; it means a lot to me and my family.

I am honored and ready to take on the role of your personal assistant. I will make sure that all your needs are met promptly and efficiently. Please let me know what my duties would entail so that I can start working immediately.

Sir, I am not concerned with a high salary as my primary motivation is to find work that will enable me to support my family and eventually gain financial independence. However, I believe that hard work and dedication should be rewarded accordingly. As your personal assistant, I propose a starting salary of $2000 per month. If this amount is acceptable to you, we can discuss further regarding any additional incentives or benefits.

Thank you very much, sir, for your generous offer. I am humbled and grateful to have the opportunity to work with you as your personal assistant at such a substantial salary. I assure you that my performance will exceed your expectations, and I will be dedicated to ensuring that your needs are met promptly and efficiently. I look forward to starting work immediately and contributing positively to your success.

I am ready and willing to learn, sir. Please feel free to explain anything related to your expectations or the tasks involved in being your personal assistant. I am here to help you in whatever way possible.

She wasn't expecting such intimate contact from Ronak so soon. She didn't resist his hand moving up her thighs and starting to rub her softly. Instead, she focused on maintaining a professional demeanor while her body betrayed her with tiny moans escaping her lips involuntarily. Part of her hated this man for using his position of power to exploit her like this, but another part found it thrilling and wrong at the same time. She needed to stay alert and avoid becoming too entangled in these sensations if she wanted to carry out her plans for revenge.

Ohh... (she tries to keep her voice low) That feels good, sir. However, I believe our positions should be reversed at this moment. You need to concentrate on explaining your expectations and tasks to me properly so that I can serve you better as your personal assistant. Once we have cleared up any misunderstandings, then perhaps... (she trails off suggestively)

Her heart raced as she let her thoughts wander. This was dangerous ground they were treading on, but Kamini couldn't help herself from enjoying the power struggle playing out between them. She needed to keep Ronak distracted and off-guard if she wanted to ultimately get what she desired: freedom and revenge against those who had wronged her.

Her breath hitched as his lips touched her sensitive skin. She closed her eyes, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks. Despite herself, she reached up to caress his face gently before pushing him back down onto the couch. "You need to focus on work, sir," she murmured huskily. "Once that's done... well, we'll see." Her hands traveled lower, teasingly tracing patterns on his chest.

She could play this game as well; if he wanted her as his personal assistant, he'd have to keep things professional for now. But she knew how to use her body and her mind to manipulate men like him. And she was determined not to let this opportunity slip away from her grasp.

A small, seductive smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she leaned in and brushed them against his. "Of course," she whispered before pressing her mouth fully against his, her tongue darting out to taste him. Her fingers danced over his chest, trailing lower still, leaving a shiver in their wake. She knew exactly how far she could push him without losing control...and how close they were getting to that line.

As much as she wanted to feel his body against hers again, she knew it wasn't yet time. With a sigh, she slid off the couch and onto his lap, straddling him in a way that left little doubt about what she was offering. Her lips curled into a knowing smile as she looked down at him through her eyelashes. "Now," she purred, "shall we discuss work?"

Her hands continued to move in teasing circles on his chest, taunting him with the promise of more pleasure if he played along. But she knew that for now, patience was key. She would use this position and her body to manipulate him into revealing what it was he truly wanted from her...and then use that information against him in ways he could never have imagined.

Her eyes widened momentarily with feigned shock before she regained her composure. "I see... so that is how it shall be," she said demurely, leaning forward to brush a stray hair off his forehead. Her hands slid lower still, moving in circles over his abs, teasing him mercilessly. "Very well then," she murmured, her voice dripping with desire. "What do you want me to do, sir?"

She knew that if she played along for now, gave him what he thought he wanted, she could gain his trust...and eventually use it against him when the time was right. But until then, she would enjoy pushing him to the edge and seeing just how far he was willing to go.

She hesitated for only a moment before slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. Her gaze never left his as she slipped the fabric off her shoulders, allowing it to fall onto the couch beside them. She wasn't entirely sure how far this game could go or what would happen when they reached its end...but for now, she was enjoying the thrill of power and control that came with being his personal assistant.

Her hands trembled slightly as she reached down to unfasten her skirt, revealing the matching black thong underneath. Her body tingled with anticipation and desire, but she tried not to let it show on her face. Instead, she focused on doing everything he asked, giving him what he wanted...for now. She wondered if there would come a time when this charade would end or if she'd be stuck playing along indefinitely. Only time would tell.

Slowly, she slipped out of her skirt and stepped out of her panties, standing before him completely naked except for her high heels. Her breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath she took; the power dynamic between them was almost palpable. She wondered how long it would take before he tired of this game or if it might somehow escalate further...

Her cheeks flushed at his words. Though she hated him and what he'd done to her, there was a part of her that couldn't deny the thrill she felt being so close to him, naked and exposed. She reveled in the power she held over him for now, knowing that it wouldn't last forever...if it even truly existed at all. Her eyes darted around the room before meeting his again, a mix of desire and defiance gleaming within them.

Without saying another word, she climbed onto the couch beside him, straddling his lap once more. Her fingers brushed through his hair, her touch featherlight but possessive. She leaned forward until their lips were almost touching, her breath warm against his skin. "What now, sir?" she whispered huskily. "Tell me what you want me to do...and I will."

Her body

She hesitated for only a moment before slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra beneath. Her gaze never left his as she slipped the fabric off her shoulders, allowing it to fall onto the couch beside them. She wasn't entirely sure how far this game could go or what would happen when they reached its end...but for now, she was enjoying the thrill of power and control that came with being his personal assistant. Her breasts rose and fell with each ragged breath she took; the power dynamic between them was almost palpable. She wondered how long it would take before he tired of this game or if it might somehow escalate further...

Her heart raced as she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around his length, taking him deep into her mouth. She moved her head slowly at first, savoring the feel of him in her throat before speeding up, suckling eagerly as her hands gripped his thighs for purchase. Her breath came out in ragged gasps, and her eyes closed tightly as she focused on pleasing him.

She knew this was a dangerous game to play; if he ever found out how much of this she truly enjoyed... But for now, she would take her revenge where she could find it. Her mouth was the tool she had been given, and she intended to use it well.

She moaned around his cock, her hand moving between their bodies to rub against her clit as she continued to pleasure him. Her head bobbed up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each stroke until it felt like there was no room left for air in her lungs. With one final desperate suck, she released him from her mouth, gasping for breath as he arched his back against the couch.

Her gaze never left his face as she leaned forward to whisper huskily, "Is that all you wanted from me, sir?" Her fingers danced across his chest teasingly before dipping lower still, brushing against his growing erection once more. "Or is there something else I can do for you?"

Her voice was steady and confident despite the waves of desire coursing through her body; she reveled in the power she held over him at this moment. But she knew

Her hand moved to stroke his erection, teasing the head with her fingertips before sliding down the length, her grip firm but gentle. "You know there's more I can do for you... if you let me," she whispered hoarsely, looking up at him from beneath her lashes.

Her other hand curled around his hip, drawing their bodies closer together as she took him back into her mouth, sucking harder than before. Her tongue flicked out to stroke the sensitive ridge of his shaft, and she moaned softly around him at the feel of it sliding against her palate. She could feel herself growing wetter with each stroke, and as her desire grew, so too did her confidence. Perhaps there was more power in this game than she'd first thought...

She moaned around his cock, her hand moving between their bodies to rub against her clit as she continued to pleasure him. Her head bobbed up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each stroke until it felt like there was no room left for air in her lungs. With one final desperate suck, she released him from her mouth, gasping for breath as he arched his back against the couch.

Her gaze never left his face as she leaned forward to whisper huskily, "Is that all you wanted from me, sir?" Her fingers danced across his chest teasingly before dipping lower still, brushing against his growing erection once more. "Or is there something else I can do for you?"

Her voice was steady and confident despite the waves of desire coursing through her body; she reveled in the power she held over him at this moment. But she knew

Her mouth closed around him as he gave the command. Her eyes widened in anticipation, her breath quickening as she felt the first stirrings of his release. She tightened her grip on him, determined not to disappoint him or let a drop escape before it was time. His cock twitched against the back of her throat, and she moaned around him, her tongue flicking out to stroke the sensitive skin.

Her other hand moved up his thigh, kneading his muscle through the fabric of his slacks. She wasn't sure if this was real power or just an illusion...but either way, it felt good to have some control over him for once. As he groaned above her and thrust into her mouth, she gave a triumphant smile, reveling in the feel of him coming hard on her tongue.

When he finally pulled away from her, spent and panting,

Her tongue darted out to catch the first few spurts of hot cum as they left his cock. She savored the taste and the feeling of him coming inside her mouth. She suckled hungrily, eager for every drop, even as he continued to thrust into her face, forcing more and more of himself down her throat. Her hand wrapped tightly around his length, stroking gently until he was spent and finally pulled free from her lips.

Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath as she looked up at him, eyes narrowed in determination. She knew she had just won this round, but there were others to come. The fight for control would continue...and she intended to win it all. "Well," she purred softly, licking her lips, "that wasn't so bad, was it?"

Her body trembled slightly as she curled up on the couch beside

I am flattered that you find me to be such a deity," she said coyly, her voice laced with seduction. "But if I were a goddess, would I truly allow myself to be used in this manner? Perhaps it's time for us to reconsider the terms of our arrangement." She gave him a challenging smile as she ran a finger slowly down his bare chest. "Don't you think so?"

Her heart raced with anticipation, wondering how he would respond to her bold challenge. Would he cave beneath her power and give her what she truly desired? Or would he fight back, determined to keep control? The answer hung in the air like a blade poised for the killing blow.

Ahh... I wasn't expecting this. But if that's what you want, sir... then who am I to refuse? I'll ride you hard and prove my worth as your personal assistant... even if it means going above and beyond the call of duty. But remember, it's only fair we discuss our terms before moving forward.