(Subplot) Henry meets the director

(Man! It has been years since the last time I was at HQ. Seems like they’ve upgraded a few things and added a few more buildings.) Henry thought to himself as the car pulled up to the main building and parked. The door opened as he covered his privates while exiting the limo. He approached the front doors as the guards opened them like he was a VIP. Henry felt very underdressed compared to their suits so he hurried inside to the lobby that was full of even more suit-wearing guards. He quickly approached the guard at the front desk and said, “Hello! Henry Mitchell-Morgan to see the director.”

The guard picked up the phone, dialed a few numbers and mumbled something quietly. The guard said nothing and gave him the signal to head to security. Henry groaned and realized precautions must have been taken since he was last here. He approached the checkpoint where he dropped his phone and passport to be scanned. He quickly re-covered his cock and waited until he was instructed to pass through the metal detector. The guard ushered him through and with no surprise the machine didn’t react. Henry was going to collect his items but security waved him off and said, “We will hold onto these for you, sir. The boss requests all personal items be stored with security.”

Henry thought that was a bit strange but he didn’t question him considering he has the power to fix everything so he can get back at those Naked Club whores. He followed the instructions and followed one of the guards to the elevator that pushed the button to open the doors. Henry stepped in and found himself alone once more. He had never ridden this elevator and assumed it was the director’s private elevator. It rocketed to the top floor and opened to a grand lobby that had elegant furnishings. Towards the back of the room was a single desk next to double doors, which led into the director’s office, and a naked woman was behind the desk typing away.

Henry approached the desk and smiled as he couldn’t help but enjoy someone else being naked especially the big breasted secretary. “Hi, sweetheart. I’m here to see the director. My name is Henry Mitchell-Morgan.”

The busty redhead smiled and said, “Oh Mr. Mitchell-Morgan! It’s a pleasure to meet you sir. The director said to let you on in once you arrived.” She stood up and flashed her hairless pussy as Henry felt his dick reaching its short peak as he watched her plump ass jiggle with every step to the door. She opened the door and led the two of them inside as she said, “Master, Mr. Mitchell-Morgan is here.” She left me by myself in front of the desk that had the director sitting there with a wide grin as his secretary went to his side.

“Henry! It’s been much too long! You seem to be enjoying yourself,” the director said. Henry blushed as he quickly covered himself up, realizing he was walking around with his little erection on full display. “It was just a joke, old friend. So I’m assuming you are here to try to reverse the curse… am I right?”

Henry nodded and said, “If you would be so gracious, sir. Being naked has been difficult to say the least.”

Henry watched the director get up and saw just how impressive of an erection he was blessed with. If other normal size dicks made him uncomfortable, then the directors made him feel like he wasn’t even a man. The director must have felt me staring and said, “Quite impressive, wouldn’t you say?” He said as he gently stroked it. He snapped his finger and the busty redhead was back on her knees, lubing up his third arm of an erection. Henry was mesmerized as he watched the redhead take a few seconds to lick up the long shaft of his twitching cock.

He looked at Henry and said, “So before I fix everything, can you explain to me project Sophie?”

Henry was no longer watching the redhead and was staring at the director in his eyes. “Oh that was a side project, sir. I was trying to see if we could use it as a way to maximize the increase 100% compliance for future projects.”

The directors expression changed a bit and said to the redhead, “What am I going to do with you? You are struggling to keep me hard…” The redhead was confused but also so brainwashed that she was unable to truly understand his displeasure. Henry was confused on what she was doing wrong as he watched the red head get off her knees and stood there like a lifeless robot. “So here’s the problem with getting the girl of your dreams to be your mind-controlled slut. It just lacks that passion and excitement. You understand what I’m saying, Henry?”

Henry didn’t but still said, “Yes I understand, sir.”

The director chuckled and said, “That’s right…you do understand! All things considered, you forcefully signed up this Sophie and then made her your pet project.” Henry felt a lump in his throat as he was terrified where all of this was going. The directors tone hadn’t shifted since coming in but he felt like a mouse being toyed with in the paw of a lion.