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Chapter 4 by Bikieman13 Bikieman13

Who are you?

A CEO

You are the CEO of the fastest growing and most dominate company in Japan. The country was shocked with the effectiveness and master market calculations you perform at every turn. No other company could compete with you in any field you enter, and if they tried they would quickly be destroyed and run out of business within a month. For you it was all just so easy, you were born to conquer.

Onlookers desperately tried to figure out the secrets of your success, incapable of accepting that it was only the way the world worked for you to stand at the top unchallenged. Some claimed it was your all female staff, every single one of your employees was a woman so they thought there was some sisterhood angle. They were wrong of course, it was because you had no desire **** your staff by having a lesser male infest the company with their pathetic nature. Some pointed at your generous pay for all employees at all levels incentivizing hard work. Wrong again it was simply your method of reminding the men in your staff's life that they were lesser. Never could your competition accept that you simply succeed because you are just better.

Honestly running your company and crushing the market typically took no more than a hour of your time a day, it was all just so easy. You mostly spent your time with your strong hands down your employee's shirts or up their skirts, walking through your company your massive manhood exposed having staffers service you. Or perhaps interviewing many of the **** women of Japan begging to work under you, seeing if they make for a good employee and fucktoy.

The women in your company loved it, they were in the presence of their god. Free from the pathetic men that haunted their lives. Husbands they couldn't manage to dump, sons that would do nothing but disappoint for not being you, any presence of men not you honestly was loathed. To be your fuck toy was not sexual harassment or ****, it was a honor to pleasure you was worship.

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This is typically how your employees greet you when you walk into a room, presenting themselves to be used by you.

What is happening in the office?

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