The girls at your office.

Grieger & Hatchman, P.A., "where greatness was a retainer away". It was a bold tag line for a criminal defense and intellectual property firm, apt for the bold majority holder partners of the firm. Yours was the satellite office in Brooklyn, with only three attorneys and two generous, empty offices for the "real" partners, whenever they might grace you with their presence. (They never have.) The portraits of the titular partners are the first thing all visitors see: Jeffrey Grieger, an old gentleman with a face like a pitbull in repose, and the much younger, keenly ambitious, and some say dangerous, Helen H. Hatchman, a blonde goddess sculpted by Greek prodigies of yore... if these portraits, both painted from head to knees, were to be believed. In close to four years working here, you've never met either, but their reputations kept you grateful for that much... until now.

Contemplating Hatchman in particular, you let out a chuckle that only the receptionist, a chubby redhead with smooth, pale flesh, gets to hear. Diana Hems turns to you and smiles from where she sits, but says nothing. {if Diana_slave = true}After all, you ordered her to be discreet, and few would realize that the lusting drool at the corner of her mouth was more for cock than cake.{endif}

Throughout the day you're liable to meet most of your co-workers:

Xenia Francisco, a dwarf {if Xenia_slave = true}whose womb you've thoroughly violated.{else@}you offended into disliking you until your pheromones had their way.{endif} You help her with filing, just as you did before AARS changed your life.

Georgia Lemmings, that thin and humorless secretary to Fred Sterling, one of the male attorneys. {if Georgia_slave = true}She's keeping the fact that she's pregnant with triplets to herself, but even on your orders she can't seem to pretend to not be happy with you.{endif} You avoid her at work, to keep up appearances.

Jenna York, the hatchet of an office manager and, you suspected for years, a white supremacist. Jenna makes sure treat you with at least a nominal level of disrespect, as she always has. She's also rather wily, easily missed at the office, and on birth control, so you'll need to figure out some way to control her other than physical ****. At this time, you don't have your "in" to enslave this plain, older woman.

Fiona Del Torro, the only female attorney regularly in this office, a shareholder, and a hard-working, classy woman. You wonder if she isn't actually way out of your league, even with nigh-magical jizz. Unfortunately, she's out-of-state for at least a month to deal with a case in D.C., meaning she's at least out of your state.