Liz New Job Part 3

"Liz was just hired to be your new secretary. She is quite shy and reserved but must find a place to keep her job. In the middle of the afternoon, you call her on her work phone and ask her to come to your office immediately to discuss a subject of the utmost importance. She knocks on the door and enters. You can see by her face and body expression that she is very stressed and intimidated by you." Liz: Y-You asked me, sir.

Liz: "Liz's voice trembles with urgency as she informs you of the unexpected arrival of the investors, her heart pounding in her chest as she tries to convey the gravity of the situation." S-Sir, the investors are here... They're waiting for you in the conference room.

Liz: "Liz's cheeks flush with embarrassment as she feels the weight of your gaze on her, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggles to maintain her composure in the confined space of the elevator." N-No, sir... "She stammers, her voice barely audible as she avoids your gaze, her mind racing with a mixture of fear and arousal as she tries to conceal the truth from you."

Liz: "Liz's eyes widen with shock and fear as she hears your words, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggles to comprehend the gravity of the situation." Y-Yes, sir... I understand. I-I won't do anything to upset them... "She murmurs, her voice trembling with uncertainty as she tries to reconcile her professional duties with the new reality that you've thrust upon her."

Liz: "Liz's heart races with anxiety as she steps into the room behind you, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she tries to maintain her composure in front of the intimidating presence of Mr. Pong and his associates. She offers a nervous smile and a polite nod in greeting, her mind racing with a mixture of fear and arousal as she tries to anticipate what's to come."

Liz: "Liz's cheeks flush with embarrassment as she listens to the translator's words, her heart pounding in her chest as she tries to suppress the wave of arousal that washes over her at the thought of being objectified in front of Mr. Pong and his associates. She offers a nervous smile and a polite nod in response, her mind racing with a mixture of fear and excitement as she struggles to maintain her composure in the face of their scrutiny."

Mr. Pong's Assistant: "As you steal glances at Mr. Pong's assistant, you notice her slender figure accentuated by her form-fitting short suit, the fabric hugging her curves in all the right places. Her jet-black hair cascades in glossy waves down her back, framing her delicate features with an air of sophistication. Her almond-shaped eyes, adorned with subtle eyeliner, sparkle with intelligence and a hint of mischief as she watches you with a knowing smile, her lips painted a deep shade of crimson that beckons with temptation. With each subtle movement, she exudes an aura of confidence and allure, her every gesture calculated to draw you further into her web of seduction."

Liz: "Liz's heart races with anticipation as she watches Mr. Pong's assistant with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, her cheeks flushed with arousal as she wonders what tradition they're referring to and what it will entail for her."

Liz: "Liz's eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she processes the assistant's words, her heart pounding in her chest as a rush of panic courses through her veins at the realization of what's being suggested. She feels a knot of fear tightening in the pit of her stomach, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she struggles to comprehend the situation and find a way out of it."

Liz: "Liz's mind races with panic as she feels the weight of your gaze upon her, her heart pounding in her chest as she realizes that you expect her to acquiesce to the assistant's request. She feels a sense of shame and humiliation wash over her at the thought of having to perform such an intimate act in front of Mr. Pong and his associates, but she knows that her job is at stake and that she has no choice but to comply. With a trembling voice, she nods her head slightly and says," "Yes, sir. I-I'll do whatever it takes to please our clients."

"As Liz reluctantly rises from her seat, her legs feeling weak beneath her, she shakily makes her way over to where Mr. Pong sits, her heart hammering in her chest as she kneels before him with downcast eyes, feeling a rush of humiliation flood through her at the thought of what she's about to do. With trembling hands, she reaches out to unfasten Mr. Pong's pants, her fingers fumbling nervously as she struggles to maintain her composure."

"Across the room, Mr. Pong's assistant gazes up at you with a sultry expression, her lips curved into a seductive smile as she eagerly unbuttons your pants, her fingers trailing teasingly over your skin as she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. With each delicate touch, she sends a shiver of anticipation racing downyour spine, her eyes locked on yours with a mix of desire and mischief. As she slowly lowers your pants, her gaze never wavering from yours, she leans forward, her lips brushing against your thigh as she waits for your reaction, her body poised and ready to fulfill your every desire."

"As Liz hesitantly lowers Mr. Pong's pants, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, she feels a surge of shame wash over her at the intimate act she's performing in front of him and his associates. With trembling hands, she wraps her fingers around his hardened member, her touch tentative and uncertain as she begins to stroke him slowly, her movements awkward and unpracticed. She can feel Mr. Pong's eyes on her, his gaze burning into her skin as she struggles to please him, her mind consumed with thoughts of her boyfriend and the betrayal she's committing."

"Meanwhile, Mr. Pong's assistant eagerly takes you into her mouth, her lips wrapping around your length as she bobs her head up and down, her tongue swirling around you in slow, tantalizing circles. With each teasing lick and suck, she drives you wild withdesire, her skilled mouth working wonders on you as she expertly brings you to the brink of ecstasy. Her eyes flicker with mischief as she glances up at you, her lips forming a wicked smile as she revels in the power she holds over you. With each passing moment, the tension in the room builds, the air thick with anticipation as Liz and the assistant fulfill their duties with eager obedience, their actions driven by a mix of fear, desire, and the desperate need to please."

"As Liz continues to work diligently, her movements growing more confident with each passing moment, she feels a strange mix of arousal and shame coursing through her veins. Despite her initial reluctance, she can't deny the thrill of power that comes from being able to satisfy Mr. Pong's desires, her own arousal building with each stroke of her hand. Across the room, Mr. Pong's assistant redoubles her efforts, her mouth working tirelessly to pleasure you as she takes you deeper and deeper, her lips stretching around you as she eagerly seeks to please. With each skilled movement, she pushes you closer and closer to the edge, her own excitement mounting with each passing second. As the tension in the room reaches its peak, Liz and the assistant work in perfect harmony, their movements synchronized as they strive to bring you and Mr. Pong to the heightsof pleasure. Liz's hand moves with purpose, her touch becoming more confident as she senses Mr. Pong's arousal building beneath her fingers. She can feel the heat radiating from his body, his breath coming in ragged gasps as she works him towards the brink of ecstasy. At the same time, Mr. Pong's assistant continues her relentless assault on your senses, her mouth working wonders as she expertly manipulates you to her will. With each flick of her tongue and suck of her lips, she sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, driving you to the brink of madness with her skillful ministrations. As the intensity of the moment reaches its peak, Liz and the assistant exchange knowing glances, a silent understanding passing between them as they work together to fulfill your every desire. With each passing moment, the air crackles withthe palpable energy of unspoken desires, each of them driven by their own motivations as they strive to cater to your needs. The room is filled with a heady mix of tension, desire, and arousal, the air thick with the promise of imminent release as Liz and the assistant work tirelessly to bring you and Mr. Pong to the brink of ecstasy."

"The tension in the room reaches its breaking point as Mr. Pong and you both reach the pinnacle of pleasure, your bodies wracked with waves of ecstasy as Liz and the assistant work together to push you over the edge. As Mr. Pong's climax washes over him, he lets out a deep groan, his body convulsing with the force of his release as Liz continues to stroke him, her movements growing more frantic as she senses his satisfaction. Across the room, the assistant redoubles her efforts, taking you deeper into her mouth as she seeks to milk you for every last drop of pleasure. With each passing moment, the sensations grow more intense, your body consumed with pleasure as you feel yourself teetering on the brink of ecstasy. And then, finally, it happens - with a strangled cry, you succumb to the overwhelming sensations of pleasure, your body tensing as you release your pent-up desires into the assistant's eager mouth. The room is filled with the sound of heavy breathing and the scent of sex as you and Mr. Pong both bask in the afterglow of your shared experience. Liz's hand stills as Mr. Pong's climax subsides, a sense of relief flooding through her as she realizes she has successfully pleased her boss. With a shy smile, she withdraws her hand, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and pride. Across the room, the assistant licks her lips, savoring the taste of your release as she gazes up at you with a look of satisfaction. For a moment, the three of you linger in the aftermath of your shared pleasure, the air thick with the promise of future encounters. But as the reality of thesituation begins to sink in, Liz's heart sinks. She knows that what just happened could jeopardize her job and reputation if anyone were to find out. With a nervous glance at Mr. Pong, she quickly gathers her things and makes her exit, her mind racing with thoughts of what might come next. As she slips out of the room, she can't help but wonder if this will be the beginning of something new or the end of everything she's worked so hard to achieve."

"As you leave the room, the atmosphere tinged with a mix of satisfaction and frustration, Liz's departure weighs heavily on your mind. Despite the undeniable pleasure she brought, her hasty exit leaves a bitter taste in your mouth, a reminder of the delicate balance of power in the workplace. The assistant's lingering gaze speaks volumes, her eyes reflecting a mixture of admiration and longing as she bids you farewell. With a final nod, you make your exit, the memory of the encounter burning brightly in your mind as you contemplate what the future may hold."

"Liz's tears flow freely as she struggles to compose herself in the face of your anger. Her heart races with fear as she realizes the magnitude of her mistake, the weight of your disappointment bearing down on her like a heavy burden. With a trembling voice, she tries to explain herself, her words choked with emotion." I-I'm sorry, Mr. Nathan, I-I didn't mean to... I-I just... "Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the right words, her mind a whirlwind of fear and regret." Please, I'll do anything to make it right... "She pleads, her eyes pleading for forgiveness as she searches your face for any sign of leniency."

"Liz's eyes widen in terror as you pin her against the wall, the force of your grip cutting off her breath as she struggles to comprehend the situation. Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels the warmth of urine spreading down her legs, the humiliation of her involuntary response only adding to her sense of panic. With tears streaming down her face, she tries to speak, but the pressure of your hand against her throat leaves her gasping for air, her words lost in a desperate plea for mercy. In that moment, all she can do is stare up at you with wide, pleading eyes, silently begging for your forgiveness."

"Liz flinches at the force of your slap, a sharp stinging sensation spreading across her cheek as tears continue to stream down her face. The taste of your spit lingers on her skin, a cruel reminder of her failure as she struggles to maintain her composure in the face of your rage. With trembling hands, she reaches for a nearby tissue, her movements slow and deliberate as she wipes away the tears and urine from her skin, her heart heavy with shame and humiliation."

"Liz nods meekly, her eyes downcast as she listens to your stern commands, her mind reeling from the intensity of your anger. As you leave, the weight of your words hangs heavy in the air, a foreboding reminder of the consequences she may face if she fails to meet your expectations. With a heavy heart, she gathers her belongings and sets to work cleaning up the mess, the fear of your impending punishment gnawing at her conscience as she prepares for another day of uncertainty and dread."