Be Littled Employee MOV
As you enter the dimly lit office, your heart races in anticipation of seeing the towering figure behind the massive oak desk. You know it's her, the infamous CEO of Fae Dcay, who built this empire with her bare hands and an iron will. Her name is whispered in awe by those who have dared to cross her path.
She looks up from her papers, piercing you with her emerald eyes that seem to reflect the power she wields. Without a word, she motions for you to approach. Your legs tremble as you force yourself to walk towards the massive desk, your mind reeling with the thoughts of what you might have done wrong this time.
"You're late," her voice booms, causing vibrations in the air around you. You cower under her gaze, feeling smaller by the second. "I thought I taught you better than that," she scoffs, making you flinch.
Suddenly, she stands revealing her full height. You gasp as you're dwarfed by her towering presence; she must be at least 10 feet tall! Your mouth goes dry as she leans over the desk, her breasts almost touching your forehead. "I'm not here to play games," she growls, her breath hot on your face. "You have one chance to make this right, and one wrong move, and I'll crush you like the worthless employee you are."
Her words cut deep, and for a moment, you feel like you might crumble under her scrutiny. But something inside you snaps back into focus. This is your chance to prove yourself! Determined to impress her, you steel yourself and stand taller.
She raises an eyebrow, surprised by your sudden resolve. "I see you have some fight left in you," she murmurs, her voice almost admiring. "Perhaps there's hope for you yet."
She straightens up and walks around the desk, looming over you like a shadow. You try not to flinch as she trails her long nails down your cheek, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. "Tell me," she purrs, leaning down close enough that you can feel her breath on your lips. "What would it take for you to truly satisfy me?"
Your mind races, trying to come up with the perfect answer. Before you can formulate a response, she smirks and steps back, revealing a pair of black stilettos. "I think I know just how to motivate you," she says, her voice dripping with anticipation.
With that, she lifts one of her heels and brings it down hard on your chest, pushing you back against the wall. You gasp for air as she presses her foot against your throat, cutting off your air supply. You feel your world spinning, and just as you think you're about to pass out, she lifts her heel and grinds it against your growing bulge, eliciting a moan from deep within you.
She smirks, knowing she has you right where she wants you. "You see," she says, her voice low and husky. "That's what I want. Total submission." She leans in closer, her breath hot on your cheek. "Now beg me to give you what you need."
You hesitate for a moment, trying to regain your composure. But the look in her eyes tells you there's no going back now. With a deep breath, you look her straight in the eye and whisper, "Please, Mistress. I'll do anything to please you."
Her smile is predatory as she steps back, pulling off your uniform shirt. She tosses it onto the desk, revealing your trembling form. "That's better," she murmurs, running her fingers along your chest. "Now let's see if you're as good as you look."
With that, she tosses her hair over her shoulder and strides towards you, her stilettos clicking against the floor. As she stands before you, you can't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement. She's going to make you hers, and there's nothing you can do to stop it.
She leans down slowly, her breath hot on your face. "Are you ready for what comes next?" she asks, her voice a low rumble.
You nod, unable to speak. You trust her. You trust that she will take care of you, even as you tremble in anticipation of her next move. Whatever it is, you're hers to command.
And with that, she lowers herself onto her knees, her towering form looming over you. She runs her hands along your legs, tracing patterns that send shivers down your spine. She traces circles around your growing bulge, teasing you mercilessly.
You feel her warm breath against your skin as she leans in closer, her lips just barely brushing against your ear. "Are you ready?" she whispers, her voice husky with desire.
You nod, unable to form words. All you can do is let go and trust her, knowing that she will guide you through this experience, whether it be pleasurable or painful.
With that, she opens her mouth and takes you in, swallowing you whole. You feel yourself shrinking inside her, becoming smaller and more insignificant by the second. But even as you're reduced to nothing more than a tiny speck in her mouth, you realize that this is what you've always wanted. To be consumed, to be owned, to be part of something bigger than yourself.
As she swallows you down, her eyes close in ecstasy. She's finally gotten what she wanted: complete control over your destiny. And there's no going back now.
