Gemma's Servant

Gemma was able to take it easy once she got back to the office. While she watched James prioritise completing her work over his own, she was able to surf the internet and gossip with other colleagues at her leisure. She didn't tell them about James' curse though. That was to be her little secret. She didn't intend to **** her power too much - she had already transferred James his money back - but she couldn't resist having some fun with it. It was such an unlikely and unique position to be in, to have someone be completely and utterly obedient to her. Especially so a handsome man who she felt attracted to. There had always been a degree of sexual tension in her work level friendship with James and she liked that now all of the power in that dynamic was completely with her. She started fantasising to herself about all the things she could make him do.

"I've finished your work and emailed it to you, Mistress Gemma" James informed her as he appeared at her desk.

"Don't call me that at work" Gemma giggled "Mistress Gemma is just for when we are alone, okay?"

"Yes, Gemma" James agreed.

"This is good work James, thanks" Gemma smiled as she scrolled through the document he had sent her. She looked at the clock and saw it was nearly five o' clock. She certainly didn't want her fun to end for today yet and made an impulsive decision "You are coming back to my place after work"

"Yes, Gemma"

"Don't get any ideas. You will be sleeping on the floor like a dog. Or maybe more like my own personal servant" Gemma giggled "I like the sound of that. Are you going to be my servant?"

"Yes Gemma, I'll be your servant" James confirmed.

"Oh God, this is amazing!" Gemma enthused "Okay, lets get going. You can carry my bag."