The Interview

The ****-secretary looked up from her desktop and said,

"Mr Greenway will see you now."

Ellie smiled, glad that the wait was finally over. She always got so jittery in situations like this.

Standing up, she picked up her back and did a last-second inspection of herself: hair in place? Check. Makeup done? Check. Nipple piercings on full-display? Check. With one last sigh, she opened the door to the office and entered.

When she entered, she was surprised to see that not only was Mr Greenway there, but there was also an older petite woman sitting beside him. Having done her research, Ellie knew immediately that it was Georgia Sullivan, one of the only free women working at the company! Ellie stifled a gulp. This was going to be a tough interview.

Mr Greenway smiled at her as she came in,

"Please have a seat, Ellie, there's no need to be nervous."

Easy for you to say, Ellie wanted to snap. This is just another day for you, but for me this is huge! It's one of the only jobs where a free woman can reach a high-level position!

Obviously, she didn't say this, and simply chirped out a quick, "thank you" in response.

She sat down on the cold leather chair, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. If she moved around too much the material would squeak and she did not need that right now! That and the material tickled her slit something awful. Did they choose this leather specifically for occasions like this? She couldn't imagine many women were interviewed but it still felt deliberate! Maybe Georgia had something to do with it? She sat up straight and hoped they didn't notice her discomfort,

"Now, Ellie," Mr Greenway began, "I would like to introduce our head of acquisitions, Georgia," the two women nodded politely at one another, "she will just be looking in on our interview and may have some follow-up questions at the end, so please don't be nervous!"

Ellie was in fact, nervous, but she continued to keep smiling. She was still just trying to sit very still. Mr Greenway continued in his nonchalant style,

"Let's get right into it. I've had a look at your...very impressive CV...tell me a little about yourself?"

Oh God she'd have to start talking!

"Well Mr Greenway, I majored in sales and auctioneering in college and achieved the highest marks in my entire class year,"

"Even higher than the men's scores, I understand?"

She squirmed a little, "Yes, sir. I've always been interested in the **** market and wanted to be involved in the process, so when I was 16 I started volunteering at my local town auction."

"I'm sure you disappointed a lot of the bidders when they realised you weren't on sale yourself," he joked,

She allowed herself a small laugh, "I actually did get one offer but I had to turn them down," she bit her lip and continued, "studying the **** market just seemed like an obvious step."

"Why would you say you're so interested in the **** market, Ellie?"

"My Mom was a former ****, and when I was young she told me all about her experiences,"

"That didn't turn you off the whole slaving system? A lot of young free women like yourself do seem to lean that way these days,"

No sir. If anything it made me want to become part of the system. There's a lot of inefficiencies that I think can be worked on."

Mr Greenway seemed impressed, "what sort of inefficiencies?" he goaded her,

"Well, for starters, processing takes two long. I appreciate that there's a big **** population but as it stands a **** can wait three months before she's properly medically checked and microchipped,"

"How would you go about improving the system,"

"Consolidation and training. **** handlers can be trained to medically check the property as well as microchipping. We always check for the same diseases and infections, so it wouldn't be difficult to give **** handlers specific things to look out for. You'd cut costs on having to book out medical practitioners."

"Very interesting. We'll certainly keep that in mind. Now. Ellie."

She sat up. Oh God, this was the big question, she could feel it,

"You're a free woman, Ellie. Why should I hire you for the auctioneering administration team when I can just hire a man or buy a ****?"

She paused a second. She had an answer ready for this, she was just nervous about saying it out loud. Here I go,

"I'm better than the other men in the field, sir. I was at the top of my class and no one even comes close to my expertise on **** management and sales. There's my personal history with my Mom, plus my experience at the auction house. With regards to just buying a ****, you won't get with them what you'd get with me. Slaves are best at secretarial or administrative roles, whereas I would be gunning for management and structural organisation."

"That's a lot of responsibility for a woman. You sure you can handle it?"

"I know I can."

"Very good," Mr Greenway turned to Georgia, who had been sitting there quietly taking notes the whole time, "anything to add?"

Georgia thumbed at her notes,

"Yes I think so," looking up, she smiled at Ellie and noted, "those are very nice nipple piercings, Ellie. Did you get them done for this interview?"

Ellie squirmed in her seat again. She'd been expecting questions like this, but not from Georgia Sullivan!

"Yes Georgia. I wanted to look my best."

"You certainly do. Jiggle them a little for us?"

This wasn't uncommon in interviews, but Ellie still felt very self-conscious. Her face turned red as she swayed her breasts from side to side and up and down,

"Very nice," Georgia shared a smile with Mr Greenway, "have you ever given fellatio, Ellie?"

Wow this was forward, "Yes, Georgia. I had a boyfriend in College."

"A boyfriend? Very second generation. Did he pass on any notes on your performance?"

"He didn't say anything specific. He seemed to enjoy it though."

"Did you make him cum with your mouth?"

"Yes, Georgia."

"Very good. You are of course, not a ****, but some men in the senior management teams will expect you to perform some **** duties for them, you understand?"

"Yes Georgia. I'm well-aware of the practice."

"It doesn't bother you?"

"I had my fair share of experiences in College. A lot of older men are still getting used to the idea of a free woman in a position of power or responsibility,"

"Tell me about it," Georgia smiled at her, "Stand up for us, Ellie,"

Thank God, she could finally stop sitting on that awkward seat!

"I noticed you're very nice and smooth down there. What do you think, Mr Greenway?"

"Yes, very nice," he concurred. Georgia continued,

"Have you considered getting your clitoral hood removed, Ellie?"

"I have, but I don't think it would be appropriate for this position. I want my mind to be on the job at all times."

"Even while giving senior managers fellatio?"

"Yes, Georgia."

"Very good. Turn around for us, Ellie."

Ellie turned around,

"A very nice, round ass. Yes they'll definitely like you. You can sit down now,"

Ugh, the chair again. It squeaked a little as she sat down, forcing her not to shuffle,

"I hope you understand that here at **** Holdings Inc., it's as much a physical role as it is a thinking one. You've done a great job today but we will expect you to keep fit, healthy and presentable. Are you still interested, with this in mind?"

"I'm already on a strict exercise regimen."

"Very good," Georgia smiled, "Well I think that's everything from me. Mr Greenway, anything else?" He shook his head. The two interviewers got up to shake Ellie's hand. She stood up again to shake theirs,

"Thank you for your time, Ellie," Mr Greenway said, "We'll let you know how you did very soon."

"Thank you, sir, Georgia," Ellie nodded at them both.

Leaving the room, Ellie breathed a sigh of relief. That had gone well!