Denise's job interview

Slowly she turned the knob and pushed the heavy door open. Stepping inside she looked around the room. On her left were four long tall lockers, only one had a lock. On the right were two four drawer file cabinets, both locked. Directly in front of her was an ancient wooden desk that reached the floor on all sides. In front of the desk were two plastic stacking chairs sitting side by side. Between them was a small wooden chair that looked like it came from a kindergarten class. It was so small the back hardly came up to the seat on the other chairs.

The desk was orderly; a couple stacks of paper on one side and a tray on the other. Behind the desk were pictures of various girls' teams, volleyball, basketball, softball, and in the middle, was a framed diploma.

Denise looked behind the desk and sitting there with a smirk on her face was Ms. Barkley. She looked exactly like she did when Denise attended the school, maybe a bit heavier but the same hair style and expression. Denise could only describe the expression as someone who had just eaten a bug and a scowl. She shivered as her eyes bore into her and stripped away any confidence she might have had.

"About time, I expected you ten minutes ago. Your mother called me when you left her office. Did you get lost?" Amanda Barkley barked.

"N-N-No Ms. Barkley, I came straight here." Denise answered.

"Well if you want to work for me you're going to have to pick up the pace. At worst, it's a 30 second trip from the office to my door. Don't ever be late again if you get the job." Amanda snarled.

"Yes Ms. Barkley, I'm sorry." Denise answered, thinking about how far it was from the office. To not be late she would have to sprint all the way and even then, she might not make it.

"Don't patronize me, I only respect performance." Amanda again was snarling, "And don't speak unless I ask you a question. Now for the next couple hours, your ass is mine. It depends on how you perform as to whether you get the job."

Denise stood in silence and waited for instructions. She tried not to show her fear, but it was obvious to anyone watching the exchange.

"Now sit down while I explain the rules." Amanda ordered.

Denise went to sit in one of the plastic stacking chairs, but a loud smack on the desk stopped her in her tracks.

"NOT THOSE CHAIRS!" Those chairs are for people who have earned it. Whenever you sit in here you take the wooden chair or sit on the floor." Amanda practically screamed.

Denise quickly sat down on the very small chair, her short skirt sliding up her legs almost to her pussy. With her knees were almost up to her tits, it was impossible to not flash her chastity belt. She tried to keep her knees together, but the chair wobbled and to keep from falling off her legs spread wide, exposing her crotch to the dominating athletic director towering in front of her.

"What the fuck is that you're wearing?" Amanda scowled.

"I-I-It's a chastity belt Ms. Barkley." Denise stuttered.

"I've seen everything now. How stupid are you anyways? You come to an interview, dressed like a slut and wearing a chastity belt? Your mother said you need discipline and I have to agree. Do you wear it all the time?" Amanda asked.

"N-N-No Ms. Barkley, I'm not stupid. I was told to dress this way and I can't take the belt off." Denise answered as she stared at the floor, her body flushing down her chest. Suddenly the plug in her ass started to vibrate, causing Denise to moan.

"Someone told you to dress like that and locked you up? I think I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." Amanda smiled as she spoke. "Now spread your legs and don't ever close them. I think l like watching you squirm.

Denise opened her legs and was now completely exposed to her potential boss. She wanted to get up and run, but her instructions from her mom and the App left her unable to disobey.

"Now I'm going to explain these rules only once. You are expected to obey them without question or hesitation. If you disobey today, you will be dismissed and no job. If I accept you as my Aide and you disobey you will be punished. All punishments are at my discretion and depending on the rule will be severe." Amanda commanded.

1. You will always address me as Ms. Barkley or Mistress.

2. You will obey my every command.

3. I am always right.

4. You will only wear what I have approved or provided.

5. You will never be late.

6. You will speak only when asked a question or as directed.

7. When at work, you will ask for permission to do anything and I mean anything.

8. Unless told differently, you will not sit on any furniture. You will kneel or sit on the floor.

"There will be other rules as necessary, but these should be enough for today. Now let's see how well you can do as told." Amanda finished and stood.

Denise didn't know if she should stand, waited for Ms. Barkley to speak. She watched as she walked around the desk and stand in front of her.