Thomas wants to talk the boss.

While Thomas was driving to work, his mind drifted about the Brain Dump. It had changed Diana. She was almost like a different person. His sister has never shown any interest in the opposite sex and is now head over heels for him. It was something that he didn’t know that he wanted until he had it. He didn’t want to leave at first, but he still needed a job to pay half the rent. Money is one problem that he needs to solve before he can quit his job. He hopes that the watch can help.

Pulling into the parking lot, he walks the few short blocks to his job. The watch didn’t look fancy. It looks like a digital watch with a calculator built-in. He thought about pressing the two buttons to see what would happen. Then thought against it. If the watch could only be used one time, he would miss his opportunity to use it on his boss.

Entering the building, he felt an unusual quantity of eyes being directed at him. He thought he forgot to put on a tie again. He quickly walked to his cubicle. After logging into his work computer, he checked himself to find anything off. Seeing that was nothing that he forgot. He thought that the eyes he felt were his imagination. He started his job by checking his emails. He replied to the ones that seem to be important first. Scrolling down the list, he sees a message from his boss.

Dear Thomas, first, it has come to my attention that you haven’t met the standard work quota in recent months. Next, you have been late coming to work often. Also, you just had three sick days where you didn’t get a notice from a doctor. By the end of the day, I want you to clear out your cubicle. You’ll no longer be working here the next day. If you have any concerns or questions see me in my office at 1:30 PM. From your boss, Elizabeth Wilson.

He couldn’t believe his boss’s message. Even though wanted to quit his job, he wanted to quit on his own time. It felt like he was cheated out of control in his life. He heard that some employees waited to meet with Elizabeth to discuss their employment. All have failed to get their jobs back. This time he is going to get his job and add some extra bonuses. To pass the time he continued his usual work. Pretending that everything was normal. When it was five minutes until the meeting, he made his way to her office. The walk only took a half minute. He wanted to show that he can arrive on time.

Knocking exactly on time, he a voice telling him to enter. Elizabeth sat at her desk, typing something on her computer. Without looking at him, she gestured for him to have a seat. He was told that she was in her forties, but she looked to be younger than he had been told. She looked to have a slim figure under that tight business suit. Her breast size was smaller compared to his sister, but it’s average for most women. She quickly finished her work and made direct eye contact with Thomas.

“I suspect the reason you came was to ask for your job,” Elizabeth started. “I don’t have a lot of time to waste, so make your argument fast.”

He quickly pointed the Watch at Elizabeth. Then press the two buttons. A sudden sound could be heard from the Watch. He could feel his mind becoming cloudy and less focused. Before his mind went blank, sharp pain from the Watch stopped him. After regaining his focus, he looked at Elizabeth. She had a blank expression that was similar to his sister when she was wearing the Machine. Thinking that it might be similar to the Machine, he thought about the first time that he saw the Machine.

“The Uni-ass was considered a mythical creature until the end of the nineteenth century when a researcher by the name of Biggy Dicky discovered the first Uni-asses to have ever been studied,” said Thomas. “These animals, looking similar to horses, have a single long horn coming out of their butthole. They use this horn to fight against each other in very violent battles for domination of the hurd and also to sleep, planting it deeply inside the ground to rest at a 90° angle.”

After he finished speaking, Elizabeth repeated what he said word for word in a monotone voice. He chuckled to himself that there are two people that know about the Uni-ass. With more of an understanding of the Watch, he quickly thinks of other things to say.

“You are submissive horny slut.”

“Your r suuubbizive honey nut,” said Elizabeth.

Thomas wondered why she didn’t repeat what he said. Thinking that it might be because it goes against her nature. It’s going to be impossible to change her now. A new thought enters his mind, what he remembers reading about erotic stories. It’s that he just has to repeat that command until it sticks.

“You are submissive horny slut,” he said.

“You are subtizive horny tut,” she said, slurring her words.

Think she won’t be a slut if he keeps telling her you. He rephrased what he said: “I’m a submissive horny slut.”

“I’m a submissive horny slut.”

Satisfice with what he heard. He continued, “I get aroused whenever someone calls me a ‘Slut’.”

“I get arousedwhatever sinefun talls me a ‘Hut’.”

“I get aroused whenever someone calls me a ‘Slut’.”

“I get aroused whenever someone calls me a ‘Slut’.”

“My pussy becomes wet when someone exposes how much of a slut I am.”

“My hussy becomes wet when someone exposes how much of a slut I am.”

“My pussy becomes wet when someone exposes how much of a slut I am.”

“My pussy becomes wet when someone exposes how much of a slut I am.”

“I fantasize about being dominated by someone.”

“I fantasize about being dom….”

It seems that she doesn’t want to be dominated. It was useless what she didn’t want to be. She is a marble stone and he is Michelangelo. She will become his Pietà.

“I fantasize about being dominated by someone,” he said with more confidence.

“I fantasize about being dominated by someone,” she said without stopping.

“I pretend to be a dominant person around others, but when I’m alone, I want to be dominated by someone.”

“I pretend to be a dominant person around others, but when I’m alone, I want to be dominated by someone.”

Thomas liked that she didn’t mess with his words or stop mid-sentence. He could feel himself growing so hard that she accepted his lesson. “I fantasize about being on my knees and looking into my dominator’s eyes.”

“I fantasize about being on my knees and looking into my dominator’s eyes.”

“My identity will be dissolved, for each slap my dominator gives me.”

“My identity will be dissolved, for each slap my dominator gives me.”

“I’ll become whatever my dominator tells me.”

“I’ll become whatever my dominator tells me.”

“I’ll be forever attached to my dominator when he cum inside my pussy and gives me a new name.”

“I’ll be forever attached to my dominator when he cum inside my pussy and gives me a new name.”

“I won’t remember what I said in this state, but my subconscious will remember.” Thomas was unsure if she would recall any of this, but wanted to cover his bases.

“I won’t remember what I said in this state, but my subconscious will remember.”

Waiting until she finished, he pressed the two buttons again. She blinked a few times as if it had been a while since she blinked. As she regained her focus, she stared at Thomas to remember why he was there.

“So what is your argument,” she said, regaining her demeanor.

“I want you to know that I won’t be fooled by your weak act,” he stated. “You may have everyone else fooled into thinking that this is who you are. But I see the true you!”

She had the look of fear for a moment. It quickly disappeared and was replaced with anger.

“I’m not about to be told what you think is the true me,” she countered. “You have until the count of three to get out of my office, or I’ll be calling security to get you out.” She had her work phone pressed against her ear.

“You are,” Thomas said.

“One.”

“A…”

“Two.”

“Slut!”

“Thr…” She stopped counting. “What did you can me?”

Thomas has a clear smile on his face. “You are a Slut.”

“You cannot call me a slut,” she said while placing the phone back. “I’m your boss.”

“You are a slut that wants to be dominated.” He slowly moves toward her. “You hide that submissive horny slut behind that dominating personality, but I’m the only one to see you how you truly are.” He stared down at her, while her face became flushed and she squeezed her thighs together.

“Can you really see the true me?” she said with none of the confidence she had before.

“Yes, I even know about your fantasies. Tell me where a slut like you belongs.”

“On my knees?”

“Was that a question?”

“On my knees, sir.”

“Good girl, now where should you be?”

Without saying anything, she slid off her chair and stood on her knees. Looking down at her, her face was level with his crotch. The look she gave was of pleasure and submissive.

“Good girl,” he said. “I still need to see where your loyalty lies.”

“What do I need to do to prove myself?”

“First, I want you to raise my salary to equivalent to yours. Next, I want you to give me a position that does little work. Finally, after you finish your work I want you to come to my house and wear the sexiest and most revealing outfit.”

“When do you want it to be done?”

“Before you see me.”

“It will be done, my master.”

Hearing her call him master, made him harder than before. He wanted to fuck her right there at her desk, but he spent too much time in her office. Some are going to wonder why it’s taking so long. He didn’t want to draw attention to his new **** yet. If he could somehow teach the rest of the employees, he would have more slaves than he wants. There is no such thing as having too many slaves.

“I will be taking the rest of the day off. If anyone asks if I am still employed, tell them that I gave you a reasonable argument that made you change your mind.”

“Yes, master.”

He left the building without talking to anybody. He got into his car and drove to his house. He needed the help of his sister to teach his ****. Also, to see if the Machine can be upgraded to teach more than one person at a time.