A staff member

As quietly as you can, you attempt to move away from Atlas just enough to pull your pants back on. You lift the tablecloth just enough to see out. You feel your heart sink as you see a pair of legs standing directly Infront of you. You quickly drop the cloth.

"It's okay, you can come out!" You hear a woman's voice echo from above you.

You can't think of any way out of this. You take a deep, fearful breath before you start making your way out from under the table. You watch the legs step back, giving you room to exit, as you awkwardly crawl your way out, you begin to see the woman they belong to. She's wearing what looks like a workers jumpsuit, but you can't help noticing how tight it is, her breast bubbling up at the top, seemingly **** to get out. She looks down at you, her face not giving any sense of emotion, just a strait stare.

"Sorry, I dropped my..." You start to make up an excuse as you shift yourself back into your chair.

"Look, I don't care what you were doing down there." She says, her voice just as unreadable as her face.

You see Atlas casually exit the table as well, laying down next to the table. You had been really hoping he was going to wait till she was gone.

"I'm part of the cleaning staff, so what I do care about is messes." She says.

You're not exactly following what she means until she points down towards the ground just next to you. You look down in horror as you see several white globby puddles spilling out from under the table. You're pretty confident that you both know where it came from.

"I've cleaned up enough cum today, I'm not doing it here in the dining hall." She says.

You feel ashamed, wishing that you could just disappear.

"Im... I'm sorry. Just get me a rag or a mop and I'll take care of it." You say, hoping to resolve this conflict as soon as possible.

"What? The woman says, her face finally showing an emotion, but to your surprise it's one of confusion.

"Like if you have a spray or something I could use, I can use my napkin if I need to." You try to clarify.

She still looks confused as she leans in closer to you, this time bringing her voice down to more of a whisper.

"Don't you want to command your pet to do it? Most owners appreciate the opportunity for some humiliation training." She says.

"Oh! Yeah...of course!" You shout, attempting to cover up the fact that you had no idea what she had been doing. "Atlas! Clean that up!" You say, desperately playing along.

It's at that moment you realize the mistake you've made. What happens if Atlas refuses? All it will take is for him to not follow your orders for it to become clear you have no control. What happens then, you have no idea.

You stare at Atlas with begging eyes as he glares back at you.

"Did you hear me?" You say attempting to sound as dominant as you can. "Atlas! Clean My Cum!"