Rule 01

Camilla, standing there with her hands twisting in front of her red dress, several sizes too small, breathing slightly too fast now, blinked, and pointed behind herself saying, “Sir, the first rule? On your board?”

Ignoring uncharacteristically the attractive twist of the cleavage on front of him, Charles stepped out from behind his black desk, a snarl on his face as he approached his currently shut off office door. On the back of which was a simple, yet oddly hard to define in size whiteboard, which read:

The Rules

Company Name: Danger Dildo

Regulation 01: Charles Hayworth will physically evaluate all products for customer satisfaction as dictated by the producer of said product.

Quote of the day: “To boldly go where no man has gone before.”

“Who put this here? Camie! Who put this here!” said Charles through clenched teeth to Camilla, using his favorite diminutive nickname.

Camilla, breasts now shaking from unsteady breathing, replied “Hasn’t it always been there Sir?” Looking somewhat uncertainly at her enraged boss.

Before Charles could respond she continued. “Ah! But we need to review the product per company regulation, please do your best to simulate a blow job! Maria mentioned that her customers believe that the sensation on the tongue is crucial!”

Walking back around his desk in the flickering light of an old incandescent light bulb, Charles couldn’t speak from rage, but he also couldn’t stop walking. His legs moved on their own accord, no angry arm gestures, a standard fast stride in response to his employee’s request.

Sitting down in cheap office swivel chair, as found in offices the world over, Charles picked up the steel dildo, by the base, the handcrafted over-sized balls forming a decent grip in his hand. At slightly over 30 Charles had barely done anything sexually, as boring as they come, eternally slaving away for his company, and now sitting in his chair he thought, “What’s going on? Why am I sitting here? Why is this so light? What’s going on? How--”

Camilla, relieved that her Boss was doing as company regulation dictated, as she expected him to, clasped her hands in a reassuring approval and excitedly said, “Sir, please give it a few licks and hold #1 as a display!”

Beaming Camilla watched, as Charles a diminutive white man, black-haired, plain face, held it in front of this mouth, tentatively touching the cold steel surface with his tongue, briefly several times, angled simple straight up.

Changing her beaming face to a slight frown Camilla shook her head, “No sir, that’s all wrong. Marcus is one of our best customers, we need to do better to make sure he stays with us. Longer please, full tongue. Try giving the head some careful attention. Don’t forget to try for sultry look, we need to emulate the intended use as best as possible.”

Charles, unable to do anything else, followed along. His tongue stroked the dildo up and down, tracing individual long veins. On the far end of one stroke, he placed the head into his mouth, fortunately it was rather thin Charles noted in his head hysterically.

In the office as long seconds passed, the cheap wall clock faithfully ticking away, Camilla looked on somewhat contemplatively.

“Hmmpf, hmmm, mmmmm!”

Eventually she sighed, as she watched her boss’s face, “No this simply won’t do sir, your face really looks kind of constipated, I know you’re not the best looking man, but I don’t really feel like it captures the best effort. To be clear Sir, this is for the company regulation, I don’t want to give the wrong impression.”

Leaning over the desk, bending almost 90 degrees she grabbed the side of Charles’ face being careful not to disturb his out of style glasses saying, “Please pull out the dildo for a moment Sir.”

Charles eyes wide, popped out the toy with a long, “Gluck!”

Camilla dragged Charles face onto hers, and with full tongue kissed him much like was done by some in the final moments of the Titanic.

Eyes frantically swimming about as Camilla plundered his mouth ruthlessly, Charles thought, “What the hell is happening to me?”

Leaning back, perhaps 20 seconds later, Camilla smiled, briefly seeing past the desk into the seat of the chair evidence of Charles enjoyment. Taking a hand and roughly messing Charles hair, she then returned it to the side of his head saying while staring into his eyes, “Now Sir, please continue for a bit in this better mood. I completely forgot we need to provide proof of quality. I’ll be right back, as you insist my phone is still in the lock box for employee work hours, but I’ll need it here for business briefly. Don’t worry I’ll put it back after.”

Taking her hands off, with a raised voice as she left, she said, “Don’t forget to try and deep throat as best as possible, important to cover all oral uses, Sir. Also please squeeze the balls hard once you get it in a fair amount, we added a special feature! Try to focus on our kiss as best as possible, we want to simulate the customers future pleasure as we test our product!”