Strangely hot

You try to cause a positive reaction in your bosses by arriving early for the interview. You are dressed as elegantly as possible, wearing your lucky boxer shorts.

When you enter the building, you go to the reception. There you are received by Karen, a tall redhead with an incredible body. She kindly receives you and escorts you to Ms. Dawson's office. During the way, you can notice how beautiful the building where the buffet is, and on the other side, Karen's big sexy butt. Karen tells you to wait there, and then tells Ms. Dawson that you've arrived.

You wait for a couple of minutes, until Ms. Dawson calls you into her office. You walk into the office, you see her. From your point of view, you may notice an average height, very light blonde hair, a toned and tanned body. Her eyes are a beautiful crystal blue, that can make you lose on her sight for hours. She, with a gesture of her left hand, tells you to sit in front of her, but doesn't tell you anything else.

You don't say anything, you wait for her to talk. You wait two minutes. The situation is very uncomfortable. It seems that you are at the Pole. You feel cold, lack of human warmth. You wonder how it can be. She barely looks up to see you, she looks closely at your resume. You wait. Another two minutes go by, but you feel them like hours, months, years have passed. Finally, she talks to you. Her words are like ice.

"It's a very nice resume, Mr...." she says

"Mr. Doe. John Doe." add, fastly.

"Ok. You certainly show great qualities, knowledge, vital to our profession, leadership, also a key to succeed in certain cases..." she adds, seemingly ignoring you.

"But...." she adds, stopping on the word.

That moment felt like a ice cold water bucket has been thrown on you.

You feel like failing. Once again. But worse. At her mercy. As if she had tied you to the wall, and she was torturing you with her words like ice daggers. Slowly and painfully.

"...I don't see two key abilities to our company: LOYALTY and OBEDIENCE. Maybe it's because you're starting in this jungle, BUT if you want to get the job, you'll have to SHOW your COMMITMENT to this company. Do you want this job, Mr. Doe? Are you ready to do WHATEVER, ANYTHING I command you to do?" she finally asks you.

LOYALTY. OBEDIENCE. SHOW. COMMITMENT. WHATEVER. ANYTHING. She wasn't cutting you, she's hitting with the words. She's too intense, too demanding. You can be loyal, obedient, but what she will ask you to do?. But you need this job. You don't have other option.

"Yes, Ms. Dawson, I want it" you say

"Prove it. Strip. Naked." she says, without any shame.

You can't believe what she's asking of you. Does she really want you to get naked in front of her? Is she nuts? Is she aware of what she's asking?

"Mr. Doe, I don't have all the day. You have 2 minutes to reply. And, just in case, if you want to know how can I ask for such a thing, look at the folder on your left." she says

You look at the folder. Holy sh*t, you thought. Many pictures. One of Ms. Dawson pegging the city's mayor, another one, of the police chief, an orthodox catholic, fucking another man. Many more. Of the most influential citizens of the city. All of them on very **** situations. Situations that can bring them down of the power chain in matter of seconds. She has all of them grabbed by the balls. Literally, you thought, as you see her kicking Mr. Otterman, the main leader of the Republicans in the city, in the balls.

"Yes, John. that's right. What are you thinking is correct. I have all of them under my control. I could just end with you right now, and everything won't get away from this office. I'm UNTOUCHABLE. Don't worry, nobody will enter here without my permission. Are you ready to strip now?" she says, very seriously.

You need the job. You don't have other option. Now the room seems to be surrounded by shadows, with only one light, just over her. You take off your shoes, then your socks, and the rest of your clothes, except your boxers. She watches all the process without saying anything, until you stop at your underwear.

"Come on. Take it off. I want to see your cock and balls." she adds, impatiently.

You obey. You let your boxers fall to the ground, exposing your member to Ms. Dawson. She looks at it for a moment, and then she walks up to where you are. She inspects it.

"Just what I tought. Smaller that I've expected. Below-average, not tiny, but not enough to satisfy any woman" she says, humiliating your masculinity without shame.

"I-I can satis...." you add, before she interrupts you.

"Really? Then take this and film yourself fucking your wife. If you manage to satisfy her in less than 15 minutes, I will take back what I just say nd I will let you fuck me." she proposes

You can't belive what she's doing and asking you to do. A total break-up of your intimacy. Before you can say anything, she starts speaking again.

"The job is yours. Welcome to the law firm."

You don't have enough time to process it, but you thank her, and don't even think to question what she asked you to do. You implicitly accepted it. Seems you have a job to do.