Ask for a job

You glance at the timer in your message screen, already down to 20 minutes left. It’s going to be difficult keeping that at bay… and wouldn’t it be better to be getting paid?

“Um… I guess I’m looking for a job?” You say, still uncertain what hole you’re figging yourself in.

“Ok just a second…” the Femboy maid behind the counter leans to get papers, then suddenly breaks his monotone demeanor with a squeak and moan. You barely get a glance at the seat, realizing his lower half is bound to a stool that comes with an attachment he’s **** to enjoy.

“You ok there? You ask, slightly out of concern but more out of curiosity as he puts a long document for you to sign.

“Yea, um…” you see him actively trying to calm back down. “This seat I was so graciously given has a toy that increases in size and vibration any time I cum. My mistress thought it’d be funny to train me to cum only on command, so now I have to stay calm. Anyway, if you’d read and sign please.”

The document is long, covering in game consequences of being hired, your pay rate, what can cause pay deductions and the like. Your brat side wants to skip reading and mess with the secretary, but you also know your timer is dwindling and you need to get some Futa Pokesub cock soon!