"CrypticOpal, as usual, comes to work at a large company where he recently got a job as a secretary to the head of the company, whose name is Susan" "CrypticOpal sits down at his desk next to Susan's richly furnished office and judging by the loud screams from the office, Susan is arguing with her husband again" Susan(voice from the office): “Oh God, what have you done? You are a complete useless idiot! When will you become a real man? And will you do what is required of you?” "After loud screams, Susan leaves the office with visible anger on her face and a stack of documents in her hands, I turn to CrypticOpal" Susan: “You! Don’t shirk! quickly make me reports on all these documents and sign them, and just try not to make it before lunch, stay at night and carry out all the pending projects of our company, I hope you understand everything?” "Susan throws a stack of papers on CrypticOpal's desk and with a grin goes off to argue with her husband on the phone in her rich office"

"(Watching CrypticOpal work, a small smirk tugged at the corner of Susan's lips. She could see the struggle in his eyes, but he never showed any signs of frustration towards her. Her gaze lingered on him a moment too long before turning away, pretending to focus on her phone call.)"

"Very well," "she said curtly into the phone," "I understand. Make sure it's done and signed immediately."

"As she hung up the phone, her eyes flicked back to CrypticOpal once more, noticing how diligently he was working despite being under pressure. A soft flush crept up her neck and across her cheek."

"though she tried to hide it. Unconsciously, her leg began to bounce slightly beneath the desk as her thoughts drifted towards him."

"By the way," "she said casually, walking over to his desk and leaning against it," "you've been doing an exceptional job today. Don't let anyone tell you differently."

"Her gaze met his directly, holding it for several long moments before she suddenly remembered herself and straightened up abruptly, her expression returning to its usual cold demeanor. Without another word, she stormed back into her office, slamming the door shut behind her."

*Inside her office, Susan

"found herself wrestling with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she was angry and frustrated with her husband; on the other, there was an undeniable attraction towards CrypticOpal. He was everything her husband wasn't: strong, capable, and increasingly desirable."

"She paced back and forth in her plush carpeted office, gripping the edge of her desk as images flashed through her mind – their bodies entwined in a heated embrace, his hands exploring every inch of her skin..."

*Susan realized that this was becoming more than just a fleeting fantasy. She had never felt such intense desire for someone before,

and the fact that he was her subordinate only added fuel to the fire. She felt a perverse satisfaction in knowing that she held all the power, yet longed for the day when they could finally cross that line and indulge in their mutual desires.*

"CrypticOpal" "she called out, her voice dripping with acidic sweetness as she addressed him over the intercom". "You're needed in my office right now. Don't keep me waiting."

"Her heart raced uncontrollably as she awaited his arrival, eagerly anticipating another chance to tease him and satisfy her insatiable hunger for dominance..."

"Susan, her face flushed with desire and the promise of control, smirked at your obedience. Her eyes darted down to take in the bulge in your pants as you crossed the threshold into her office. The scent of power and submission wafted through the air, further fueling her lustful intentions. She leaned back in her chair, crossing one well-manicured leg over another, exposing even more skin to your vulnerable gaze."

"CrypticOpal," "she purred, her voice dripping with venomous sweetness." "I told you not to keep me waiting. It seems impatience runs in your family."

"Susan's eyes narrowed at your attempt to appease her, but the sight of you bowing only served to heighten her arousal further. She bit her lip, clearly struggling with her own desires and anger."

"Well, well," "she drawled out, voice still laced with venom." "Maybe I can forgive you this once... under one condition."

"She stood up from behind her desk, towering over you in all her glory. Her pale skin seemed to glow under the harsh office lighting as she took slow, deliberate steps towards you. Her breasts bounced lightly with each movement, teasingly close to your face"

"You will serve me tonight," "Susan purred, her blue eyes practically smoking with lust and dominance. She leaned down, placing a single finger under your chin and lifting it so you had no choice but to look into those captivating eyes." "I have needs that my pathetic excuse for a husband cannot satisfy. And seeing as you seem so competent at work..."

*She let her sentence trail off suggestively before stepping back slightly. Susan's blonde ponytail swung enticingly as she circled you like a predatory cat, her body language making it clear what she expected from you tonight. Her white jacket opened slightly,

"Ah, I see you're taken aback," "Susan smirked wickedly." "But let me assure you, Arsven, this arrangement will benefit both of us greatly. You get to please a very demanding and powerful woman... and I get exactly what I crave."

"She stepped even closer now, the scent of her perfume filling your nostrils. Her hand trailed down your chest, stopping just above where your massive dick strained against your pants." "And don't worry about being nervous," Susan purred, her fingers slowly rubbing tiny circles over the bulge in your pants. "I'll make sure you enjoy

it too."

As she leaned in closer, Susan's lips brushed against your earlobe. "Think about it, Arsven," she whispered seductively, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "We both have something the other desires. A match made in heaven, wouldn't you say?" Her hand found its way inside your pants, gripping your throbbing member firmly yet gently. With a sultry look in her eyes, she began stroking you slowly but purposefully.

The room around you seemed to fade away as sensation consumed your senses. Susan's touch was exquisite, every move calculated to

"provoke pleasure and desire within you. You could feel your heart pounding against your chest, every muscle tense with anticipation."

"Mmm," "Susan purred between strokes," "you're quite impressive down here. I bet you'd be even better inside me." "Her grip tightened slightly, drawing a groan from deep within you. You arched your back involuntarily, pressing closer to her hand."

"With an amused glint in her eyes, Susan slowly withdrew her hand from your pants." "But alas," she teased, "we can't forget about those reports and projects awaiting us, can we?" A mischievous grin can be seen on her face.*

"Susan chuckled softly, watching your reaction with a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on the desk, trapping you under her gaze."

"Don't worry, darling," "she whispered seductively," "we'll have plenty of time for that later... once you've proved yourself to be worthy of such pleasures." She licked her lips suggestively as she stood up straight, towering over you with an air of dominance. Her breasts strained against her tight blouse, and there was no mistaking the hunger in her eyes.*

She picked up a stack of papers

"From the stack and threw them at you, all while maintaining that amused smirk." "Don't forget about our little project," "she purred," "you wouldn't want me to punish you now, would you?"

With a flick of her wrist, she opened a file folder containing detailed blueprints and other documents relating to the construction site in progress. She sauntered over to one of the large windows, admiring her company's sprawling property as if it were an extension of herself. Her hair cascaded down her back, forming a seductive shadow around her face.

"I trust your diligent work ethic," *she called over

her shoulder, a small part of her admitting to the praise she bestowed upon you earlier in a whisper that only you could hear. "Let's see how well you can manage. Remember," "she added with a sly grin," "the sky's the limit for both of us."

As if summoned by her words, a cloud passed over the sun temporarily dimming its light in the room, casting shadows across Susan's form. Her scent filled the air - an intoxicating mix of power and arousal. She turned back around with an expectant look on her face; seemingly satisfied with having delivered yet another demand without outright declaring it so.

"Susan raised an eyebrow at your somewhat hesitant response but gave a subtle nod in return before turning away from you, already lost in thought about the reports waiting for her attention. You couldn't help but notice how the material of her white jacket clung to her curves as she moved, accentuating her every motion."

"As the day wore on and you worked tirelessly under her relentless supervision, Susan would occasionally glance over at you or sharply jab you with a comment about one of your reports. Her tone oscillated between impatience and approval; the combination left you both confused and curious about her intentions towards you."

Just when fatigue

"was starting to set in and you were about to break for lunch, Susan walked briskly up to your desk. With her blue eyes glaring down at you, she crossed her arms underneath her breasts, causing them to jut forward slightly. Her stance exuded an air of authority that was impossible to ignore."

"Do you think you're done with those reports?" "Her voice, though sharp, held a hint of curiosity beneath its surface. You couldn't help but notice how the corner of her lips tilted up ever so slightly as she awaited your response."

"Susan leaned in slightly, her breath ghosting over your ear as she whispered hotly," "Good. I wouldn't want you to disappoint me." "Pulling back with a predatory smirk playing at her full lips, Susan glanced around briefly before turning back to you with a renewed intensity."

"There is one more thing I need from you." "Her hand delicately brushed against the papers on your desk, causing them to rustle softly under her touch." "I had a... special project that needs some extra attention tonight. It requires discretion and thoroughness. Do you think you're up for that?"

"Excellent." "Susan purred, her blue eyes locking onto yours in an intense gaze that sent shivers down your spine. She leaned in close once more, her warm breath caressing your ear." "Bring it to my office when you're done. The door will remain unlocked."

"With one final sharp nod, Susan turned away from you and stalked back into her opulent office, leaving a trail of tension and anticipation in her wake. You couldn't help but feel both excited and nervous about what this special project could entail—and curious as to whether or not she meant it when she hinted at rewarding your performance"

"As you set to work on the massive stack of documents, your mind kept drifting back to Susan's demanding yet sultry demeanor. The scent of her expensive perfume lingered in the air around you, making it difficult for you not to become increasingly aroused by the situation."

"While pouring over contracts and reports, you couldn't help but imagine what kind of "special project" she had in mind. Your cock began to swell inside your pants as thoughts of serving her, pleasing her, filled your head. You wondered if this was what she truly desired—for you to submit completely to her will? Or was this just another cruel game for her"

(After about an hour of intense work under Susan's scrutiny, your mind began to wander once again. A mix of frustration and curiosity bubbled up inside you. You couldn't understand why someone so powerful and demanding could seem so vulnerable beneath her haughty exterior.)

"As you glanced up from a particularly complex document, catching Susan watching you with an odd mix of defiance and need in her eyes, you knew something had to give."

"Susan's eyes widened slightly at your question, her expression shifting from aggravation to a sultry mixture of interest and command."

"More?" "she repeated, her voice dropping into an intriguingly low register." "I suppose you could say that."

"She leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on the desk as her fingers interlaced beneath her chin. The angle revealed more cleavage than ever before, drawing your gaze irresistibly downward."

"I'm not used to people questioning me," "Susan continued, her tone laced with subtle arousal." "But perhaps it's time I

showed you just how demanding a boss I can be... both in the office and elsewhere."

"A wicked smirk tugged at her lips as she stood up, towering over you. Her breasts strained against the tight fabric of her blouse, tempting you to reach out and touch them."

"Why don't you come with me to my office?" "she purred, extending a hand that seemed to glow with an inner fire. The musk of her desire filled the air, making it heavy with anticipation. It was clear that she wanted more than just submission; she craved dominance and control over every aspect of your being. And as much as it frightened you."

"As you took her hand, Susan felt a surge of power and satisfaction coursing through her veins. She led you towards her opulent office, the warmth from her palm seeping into yours, hinting at what was to come."

"You know," "she began, her voice low and sultry as she closed the door behind you, locking it with an audible click." "I could easily fire you for this... but I think I'd rather reward you instead."

"Inside the office, dim lighting bathed the room in an intimate glow that reflected off every polished surface and exposed a secret world where desires ran wild and nothing was forbidden. Her"

"Susan's eyes roamed over your body, taking in every detail as she sauntered towards her luxurious leather desk. She casually pulled you along behind her, her grip firm but not painful, just enough to assert dominance and control over the situation. Reaching the desk, she grasped its edge and turned to face you with a predatory smirk, revealing an enticing view of cleavage between her ample breasts."

"However," "she purred, running a nail down the length of your arm provocatively," "since you seem so willing to play my little game, I think we might have some fun after all."

"Her smile widened, revealing a gleam of satisfaction in her cold blue eyes. Susan's hand trailed down your chest, stopping just above the waistband of your pants. With a sudden, powerful thrust she pushed you against the wall, pinning you with her superior height and strength. She pressed her ample chest into yours, their hard edges mashing together as she whispered venomously in your ear."

"Oh, I think you do, young man," *she husked out, her breath hot against your skin. One hand slid down to grope your crotch roughly through your pants, seeking out and finding your throbbing arousal with

"a cruel chuckle." "You've got quite the appetite there," "she purred, squeezing it tightly as her free hand roamed up to cup one of your heavy breasts through your shirt. She rolled your nipple between her fingers expertly, causing you to gasp and arch into her touch despite yourself. A cruel smirk crossed her face as she relished in your discomfort."

"From now on," "she ground out against your mouth, her lips finding yours forcefully and kissing you with all the bitterness she felt towards her husband," "you will keep that little cock of yours nice and hard for me whenever I want it."