Blondie, but she isn't alone.

As the door swings open, you are immediately greeted with a applause! A crowd of girls from your secretary staff have gathered at your empty desk and clap as you enter. No one claps with more enthusiasm than your new assistant, Blondie. Her smile radiently beams and she jumps up and down in her heels. Your eyes watch her modest C-cup cleavage bouncing playfully in her low cut top. The other girl's chitter happily between each other.

"You, girly, are a fucking legend!" Blondie exclaims at you.

The other girls murmur their agreement and immediately surround you peppering you with questions and praise.

"How did you do it?"

"Congratulations!"

"Master has been so wonderfully happy!"

"I wish it had been me! You are so lucky!"

"Bless the Master!"

Blondie fights her way through the center of the crowd of girls and playfully waves them off, "Girls! Girls! Give our boss some space! I know you are excited, but she is only just back. Let her through!"

Reluctantly, the crowd disperses and the women return to the back office to get there work done. Blondie watches their exit with a playfully exaggerated stern expression. As the door closes, she breaks into another beaming smile once the two of you are alone.

"Oh my!" She teases, "You fucking cum-slut! Master has been nothing but smiles since he practically emptied his balls inside you!"

You flush awkwardly in response, but it is clear that she is genuinely excited about your victory.

"I've made absolutely sure that the office has continued to run while you were out," she continues, "but I don't think you are going to believe how lucky you are to be back today!"

"What's today?" you ask slightly confused.

Blondie smiles and leans in close as if sharing a secret. "I checked your schedule this morning... tonight is your official breeding night with Master!"

"What?!"

You had completely forgotten. You rush over to your computer monitor to verify the breeding schedule. First you check the hormonal cycle reports submitted earlier today from Dr. Vivian in the medical department. Your name was highlighted at the top of the fertility list and that bitch had even copied Master directly when she submitted the report. There is no way to hide it from him now.

Next, you check and confirm Master's breeding schedule and see that Blondie, in your absence, has diligently assigned you a breeding time with Master. She was no doubt trying to impress you and had made sure that you were assigned the coveted slot. Master would fuck you at his first calendar opening immediately after dinner tonight. This was notable for two reasons. First, His activities prior to your coupling will have prevented him from fucking another concubine for several hours. This will have resulted in him having built up a considerable amount of semen within his large augmented balls. Second, Master was always more focused during his nightly breeding sessions as opposed to his brief daily sessions with girls throughout the work hours.

This would be intense.

A mixture of fear and excitement swirls within you. After your surgery, vaginal sex was impossibly tight. Would Master fit? Would you be able to perform and would you even want to? What if Master succeeded in impregnating you? What if he didn't? As one of only two heredisfactorem in Master's harem, he would be counting on you to produce a male heir. What if you bore him a girl?

"Hey..." Blondie interrupts your thoughts and nudges you playfully. "It's okay to be nervous. I know there is a lot of pressure but trust me. You'll do fine. Believe me. Master has successfully bred me twice. You will do fine."

You smile nervously back at her kind face, "You think so?"

"Of course! You are a heredisfactorem! You were practically built for this!"

You fidget in your chair at that reminder. What a curse on this planet. Being a heredisfactorem guaranteed excessive attention from Master, however, it also offered you an opportunity to solidify your power. If you could successfully bear him a son, you would further secure your power within his Harem.

Suddenly Blondie laughs at a selfrealization, " Hey girly, you could modify the schedule to have some fun!"

"What do you mean?" you ask skeptically.

"Well... you could save him all to yourself... or... you could add the name of one of the other girls as another playmate to join the fun! You are his personal secretary. You are literally the only one of us that could do that! What do you think?"