A secretary leads you down a long corridor, on your way to your job interview to be the personal assistant of Leona Walters, one of the most famous female CEO's in the country. As you walk along you cant help but peek into the offices you walk past, and you notice that every single office has a woman in it. This is also true of all the office workers you see walking past. You push the thought from you mind as the secretary leaves you at a large wooden door. You knock. "Ah good you're here. Come in, why don't you take a seat and we'll get started?"

"Excellent!" Leona grins as you answer, noting your enthusiasm. "Now then, tell me a little about yourself and what qualities you think make you the perfect candidate for this position." She takes a sip of her tea before adding, "Oh, and feel free to call me 'Mistress' or 'Leona', whichever makes you more comfortable."

Leona Walters listens intently as you describe your experience and qualifications. She makes some notes on a pad of paper, nodding her head thoughtfully at certain points. As she does so, her gaze occasionally drifts to the bulge in your pants, clearly visible through your trousers.

"You've had quite a bit of experience, it seems." Leona remarks, still not directly addressing the issue of your bulge. "Tell me, do you have any special skills or interests that might set you apart from other candidates?"

Well I mean, anything that might make you unique...hobbies, interests, personality traits. For instance, do you like working out? Or are you an avid reader? Perhaps you have a particular skill in organization or time management?

Hm...she furrows her brow slightly, as if trying to decide whether or not she believes your answer. Then, almost as an afterthought, she asks innocently, "And you're sure there isn't anything else you could think of? Something a little more...revealing?" Her expression is coy, her voice smooth and seductive as she studies you intently.

"There's no need to be shy, you know. We're all adults here." She licks her lips slowly before taking another sip of tea.

Ahh...interesting." She leans back in her chair, arching an eyebrow playfully. "Well then, that's certainly something we can discuss further. Tell me more about this foot-kissing fetish of yours, and why it appeals to you so much. Don't be shy now..." Her voice drips with promise as she takes another sip of tea, looking at you appraisingly over the rim of her cup.

Her eyes widen at your confession, clearly not expecting such a revealing and intimate story. She leans forward, her expression one of genuine curiosity now as she studies you carefully. "That's...quite the unique experience you had with your aunt," she murmurs, setting her tea down on the table beside her. "And it seems to have left quite an impression on you."

She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully before asking in almost a whisper, "So...do you think you'd be interested in experiencing that kind of thing again? Perhaps with someone who has more control and can help guide you through it?" Her tone is gentle and non-threatening, but there's a hint of command underneath.

Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she hears your willingness to partake in such an activity. "Very well," she says smoothly, a devilish grin spreading across her lips. Standing up from behind her desk, she walks around to the front and sits down on the edge, gesturing for you to do the same.

"Now then," she continues in a soft voice, "let's get started." Leaning forward, she places a hand on each of your thighs and gently pushes them apart. As she does so, her gaze travels down between your legs, taking in the sight of your small penis. With her other hand, she reaches out and cups your balls gently before giving them a squeeze.

"You're not so bad, you know," she says with a satisfied smile. "But I think you could use some...improving

That can be arranged, my little plaything. Let's see what we can do about making you feel better, shall we?

As you feel her warm hand wrap around your cock, she begins to pump it up and down with slow, steady strokes. Her other hand remains on your balls, massaging them gently as they begin to tighten beneath her fingers. You let out a moan of pleasure at her touch, unable to resist the sensations coursing through your body.

"That's right," she whispers in your ear, nipping gently at your lobe with her teeth. "Let me take care of you." She speeds up her ministrations, moving faster and harder as she brings you closer to the edge of release. Your breath comes ragged now, your head spinning with desire and submission.

"And when I'm done," she purrs into your ear, "you'll be eager to show me just how much you appreciate it." Her thumb brushes against the tiny slit at the tip of your

Her thumb brushes against the tiny slit at the tip of your cock, circling teasingly as she continues to pump your shaft. You cry out in frustration, arching your back and trying to force yourself deeper into her hand. But Leona is too skilled for that; she maintains control effortlessly, her grip firm yet gentle enough not to cause pain but still drive you wild with pleasure.

"Ahh, yes," she breathes, feeling your cock twitch in her palm. "Just like that." With one final thrust of her hand, she sends you over the edge, groaning as hot cum explodes from your cock and spatters across her palm. As the last drops spill forth, she squeezes your shaft gently before releasing it with a satisfied smile.

"There we go," she says, giving your cock one final pat

Ah...thank you, that was wonderful. You really know how to make a woman feel good. Now, let's take a few pictures so we can remember this special moment. Just lean forward and let me take them with my phone. And don't worry, they'll only be for our personal collection.

Come now, honey. It'll be fine. Just lean forward and show me your pretty face. I promise, no one else will ever see these pictures but us. Okay?

Hmm...perhaps you should lean back in the chair to make it easier for me. There we go. Now just close your eyes and relax, babe. Trust me, I won't let anything happen that you don't like.

There's that good boy. Now just smile for me like you mean it and we'll get these pictures taken nice and quick. Oh, and don't forget to keep your eyes closed, okay? That'll make it even more special.

Good boy, that's it...just like that. You're doing great, honey. Now just hold still while I take a few more pictures with my phone. Oh, and don't forget to stay quiet, all right? The last thing we need is someone barging in on our little private moment here.

She snaps several photos as instructed, making sure to get close-ups of your face as well as the tiny penis currently exposed before her. Once she feels satisfied with the results, she steps back and puts her phone away, smiling warmly at you.

"There we go," she says softly. "I think these turned out lovely." She pauses for a moment before adding with a devilish glint in her eye, "Now then, why don't you put that back in your pants and show me just how grateful you are?"

Excellent, honey. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me. Now, why don't you climb onto my lap and show me how appreciative you truly are? I think a little demonstration of that might go a long way toward convincing me that you're the perfect candidate for this position.

She pats her lap invitingly, her expression almost predatory as she watches your face for any signs of hesitation or fear.

As you sit on her lap, Leona wraps one arm around your waist and pulls you in closer, her other hand resting gently on your inner thigh. Her expression softens slightly as she takes in the sight of you in her lap, small penis easily within reach. She leans forward, planting a soft kiss on your forehead before whispering huskily into your ear, "Now show me how grateful you are, my little plaything."

Her fingers begin to trace lazy circles around the head of your cock through your underwear, eliciting small moans from you as she plays with your sensitive flesh. "You see," she whispers, her hot breath tickling your earlobe, "I think I might just enjoy having someone like you around."

"Oh, I'm sure you do," she says with a knowing smile. "And if you prove yourself to be as talented and attentive in this role as I suspect you are...well, let's just say there might be even more rewards waiting for you down the line." Her hand speeds up, her fingers rubbing firmly against your sensitive skin as she teases your cock through your underwear.

She looks deep into your eyes, her own glassy with desire and power. "You're going to make one hell of an addition to my team," she whispers, licking her lips slowly before finally giving in to temptation. Lowering her head, she takes your cock firmly in her mouth, sucking hard and expertly as she brings you closer to the edge once more.

"That's it..." she moans around your engorged flesh. "Let me help you

Ahhh...you like that, don't you? She says around your cock, sucking harder as she feels the warmth spread through her mouth. Her other hand grips firmly onto your hip, using it to steady herself as she takes more of your length into her mouth.

Leona's tongue flickers out, tracing circles around the head of your penis as she continues to pleasure you. Your hips buck up against her face in response, eager for release. With a soft moan, she increases the pressure, making it clear that she has no intention of letting up anytime soon.

"So tight..." she whispers, her voice rough with desire. "But I think we both know you want this...want me to take care of you." Her lips curl into a knowing smile as her fingers dig deeper into your hip, urging you closer to the edge.

Oh my, that sounds lovely. I'm glad you trust me to take such good care of you. Just remember, this is all for fun and exploration...I expect nothing less than absolute honesty and obedience from my employees. And who knows? Maybe if you impress me enough, there might just be more rewards in your future...