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Chapter 13 by Solange88 Solange88

How is being an assistants assistant?

Degrading

Emily leads you into her office, her hips swaying enticingly as she strides. Your arousal intensifies as you crawl behind her, your gaze fixated on her ass cheeks moving up and down in her leggings. Along the hallway, several women chuckle and point at your embarrassing situation.

Once inside her office, Emily turns to face you, her eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement. "Look at you, Kyle," she mocks. "So feeble and defenseless. To think we used to fear you. You're merely a toy now." She reaches down and seizes a handful of your hair, pulling your head back to meet her gaze. "And I intend to savor every moment of it. Emma made sure to give every women in this office your powers. There's no escape any one of us could kick your ass"

She releases her grip and saunters over to her desk. She beckons you closer, orders you to rest your head down on her chair. You comply looking up as her ass descends on your face.

As Emily lowers herself onto your face, the pressure of her body makes it difficult to breathe. Her firm buttocks rest against your skin, their warmth seeping into you. She adjusts her position, causing her leggings to brush against your face. The fabric is smooth yet slightly rough, creating a mild abrasion against your skin. Emily's voice, though muffled, is audible as she engages in a business conversation. Her tone is assertive, exuding an air of superiority. She begins to sway gently, her movements causing her buttocks to rhythmically rub against your face. You experience a wave of humiliation and shame, but you also notice a growing sense of arousal. Emily's dominance is captivating, and you find yourself drawn to her power and control.

With a triumphant grin, Emily rises from her chair, the leash in her hand. "Come along, Kyle," she commands, leading you out of her office. Your heart pounds with a confusing mix of humiliation and excitement as you crawl behind her.

Emily guides you into the bustling break room where a group of her colleagues are engaged in lively conversation. Their laughter subsides as they notice your entrance, their gazes filled with surprise and amusement.

"Look who's here, the hero himself" a brunette in a sharp pants suit remarks, her eyes gleaming with mischief. The others chuckle, their eyes never leaving you. You feel a wave of embarrassment, yet you can't ignore the desire in their eyes.

Emily pulls you closer, forcing you to kneel at her feet. "Ladies, allow me to introduce Kyle," she announces, "He was once a **** to be reckoned with, but now, he's our little toy."

The women laugh, their eyes locked on you. Shame and humiliation surge through you, but you're powerless. As if to rub home the fact, Emily asks, "I haven't had a chance to use my new super strength on a man yet have any of you?"

The women laugh, one says "I used it to make my boyfriend so compliant, he's all about female empowerment now!"

Emily laughs, "Selena you have to teach me how you did that!"

Selena seizes your arm, effortlessly lifting you off the ground. Your feet dangle helplessly as the women erupt in laughter. You squirm, attempting to break free, but Selena's grip remains unyielding.

Emily watches with a satisfied smile, her gaze never leaving Kyle's face. "You see, Kyle? This is what it means to be bested by us. We are superior in every way, and there's nothing you can do about it. This is the new world order now. Women on top men on the bottom! And it's all thanks to you."

Your face flushes knows Emily's words are true. You powerless, your former strength is now a distant memory. As Selena sets you back down, you brace yourself for the next round of ****. A red haired women Emily called Nicole walks forward.

You look at her as steps forward, her leather pants whispering softly as she moved. She wears a crisp white blouse, the fabric stretched taut over her chest as she raises her arms to grasp your head. Emily's colleagues watched with bated breath, their faces a mix of amusement and curiosity. "Go ahead, Nicole," Emily and her girlfriends cheer, their voice thick with anticipation. "Show him what it means to be under our control."

Nicole's hands close around your head, her fingers digging into your hair as she pulls you into a standing head scissors. Your face is pressed into the warm leather of her pants, the scent of the material filling your nostrils as you struggle to breathe. Nicole's thighs are like a vice, as they squeeze your head with a slow, deliberate pressure that makes your ears pop. The women around you erupt into laughter and cheers, their voices a cacophony of sound that add to your disorientation. As Nicole continue you to squeeze, You feel your vision start to blur.

Emily watches with delight as you writhe in Nicole's head scissors. Nicole lets you go and you collapse. "Kyle, it's time do more work, your break is done," she declares.

You look up and say meekly, "yes mistress."

"You'll perform every degrading task I command, and you'll do it with a grin. Understood?"

You can do nothing but nod your head. For the rest of your day you are **** to **** yourself as Emily and he co workers taunt you. Your only saving grace is when Emma returns. You watch her walk in.

She's dressed in a purple top paired with a form-fitting skirt, her toned legs visible as she moves. Her gaze sweeps the room, settling on you with a blend of amusement and disdain. "I see you're becoming acquainted with my workers, but now its time go" she says.

Emma takes you back to her house. Days begin to pass in a blur. She and her organization of women ruthlessly destroy every bit of your ego. Within a month you no longer have any will but to serve Emma. You passively sit by as she distributes the formula and uses her media empire to encourage women to gain super powers via her machines and subjugate the men of the world.

Within a few years Emma rules the world, you sit at her side. You are her favorite pet and she flaunts as you the "the most important man she ever broke." Men do not rebel as they see the state you were reduced to and decide discretion is the better part of valor. Overtime the world changes and women become the complete rulers of it. Emma's companies devise every more ingenious technology that advance humankind. She also takes the time to experiment with new subjugation technologies on you. You smile and take it, you are only to happy to serve your goddess.

Epilogue

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