Quality Mentorship

Arthur rounded the corner, shoving open the door to Becky’s office. Becky sat behind her desk, with the new dark elf intern standing behind her, looking at the computer screen. They looked up at him, surprised. Becky smiled up at him. “Oh hey Arthur, I was just showing off our new allocation program to Gwen. Did you need her?” Gwenneth stood, smiling. “Hello, we’ve actually not met yet, Mr. Penn, I presume?” She held out a hand. Arthur’s heart thudded in his chest. Oh stop being a pansy. I didn’t pick you because I thought you were a quitter. Arthur’s hand grasped the small dusk grey hand in his as he felt the familiar jolt of electricity jump from his hand to hers. A blank look crossed her face.

He looked to Becky. “Trance.” He circled around placing the dark elf back down into her chair. Arthur knew very little about dark elf culture and even less about the beauty sitting in front of him. Fuck it “Hey Gwen, what’s your favorite kind of porn?” Her brow furrowed. “Can’t tell you, is inappropriate.” He exhaled through his nose thinking fast. “You don’t need to worry about that, it’s normal for coworkers to get to know each other, because it means they can work together more closely.” She nodded. “More closely.” He looked up at Becky. “And it’s always normal for coworkers to help each other out in the office. Right?” She nodded. He took another deep breath. “And I’m your boss, so I need to know so that I know how best to motivate you. It’s very important for good bosses to reward employees. Right?” She nodded again and he continued. “So what’s your favorite porn?” She shook a bit as her face heated up. “There’s a really good one that’s pretty vanilla, but it’s about a human and dark elf girl, and- she calls him daddy. And he calls her his good little girl. And my- every time he says that…” She trailed off.

Arthur blinked. It couldn’t be that easy, could it? No way. No, fuck, I won’t even need to reach for it. Arthur’s jaw dropped. He swallowed and closed his mouth. Oh please, daddy issues? From the dark elf? Please be more unoriginal, honey. Soooooo typical, dark elf men tend to lack the confidence necessary to fulfill any DDLG kinks and they hate other elves. Humans are definitely bigger and gruffer, it makes sense. Don’t you ever stop talking? Tell her to be less basic. No wait, never mind. I’m feeling something from your underdark. If it floats your boat, go be the best daddy ever.

“Gwen do you like that video because you want to be called a good girl?” She nodded giving an inarticulate “Mmnhmm.” He grinned. “Gwen, when you think about any of those types of videos, you should think about me calling you that instead. Any time a girl in one of those videos calls him daddy you should imagine it’s you calling me that. Got it?” She nodded. “Call you daddy.” He sat on the edge of Becky’s desk. “Good. You want me to be your new daddy, don’t you?” She nodded again starting to get a bit more frantic. “And you want to be a good girl for your new daddy, right?” Her grey face was flushed with red and she nodded, the heels of her hands pressed into the crotch of her skirt elbows locked. “Well, if you’re a very good girl for daddy, we can do some of the other things in those videos. You’d like that wouldn’t you?” She gave another affirmative groan.

As much as he wanted to stay Danyssa’s schemes had sent Mata directly to the fem beholderkin. He hesitated.