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🕑 Added 2025-06-30 18:10:53 +0000 UTCEP.88. The Secretary’s Training Begins
Normally, the secretary waits at the desk outside the president’s office, but today she is waiting for me inside the office. She seems nervous, her cheeks slightly flushed, unable to meet my eyes, acting shy like a virgin in front of her beloved.
“Start today’s work report.”
“Ah… yes! President, today…”
The secretary seemed to be expecting something, but when I simply asked for a work report, she was a bit flustered and quickly listed today’s schedule on her tablet.
“…That’s all.”
“Hm… I’ll have lunch with you today, Secretary.”
(Flinch)
“Yes, President.”
I didn’t change any other work plans, but for lunch, I decided to eat with the secretary instead of alone as usual. The secretary knew this wasn’t just a meal, so she smiled with delight and was about to leave the room.
“Come here, Secretary.”
“Yes, President…”
When I called her, she came to me like a pet greeting its master, standing across the desk looking down at me.
“Your gaze is too high.”
“Pardon?”
“Hoo~ Looks like I’ll have to start your training from the beginning. Come here and kneel.”
“Haa… yes, President…”
Nervous, the secretary didn’t show her usual cool demeanor and was clearly flustered. She’s quite a masochist, so I thought she wouldn’t need much basic training. My original plan was to corrupt her into a masochist se.x toy right away, but it seems she’ll need some training after all.
Wearing a neat suit and skirt, the secretary looks like a successful career woman. In fact, I know that new employees look up to her and she’s quite popular in the company.
“Please give me orders, President…”
Despite her nerves, the secretary knelt beside me without hesitation, looking up at me with an expectant expression-less like the confident woman I know, and more like a female waiting for orders.
“Hm~”
“Uhn…”
I took off my high heels and used my foot to lift her chin. Not with my hand, but my foot. The secretary trembled slightly, feeling a humiliating arousal at her situation.
“Did you follow my order?”
“Uhn… yes… I came without underwear…”
I slowly lowered my foot from her chin to her neck, then her collarbone, then slid my foot inside her suit, pressing down on her chest as if to toy with her.
‘This feels so good…’
The secretary has had lesbian se.x with many women, but has never been humiliated like this before. Most of the women who had se.x with her got too excited and lost control, but now, my foot is calmly appraising her body, stepping on her chest like she’s just a toy.
“Oh my~ You’re already excited? Is that why your nipples are so hard?”
“Hngh?! Yes…”
I kept playing with her chest with my foot, then pinched her nipple between my big toe and second toe. She trembled with pain and answered sincerely.
‘She’s not used to pain yet.’
By my standards, I was barely pinching, but the untrained secretary screa.med in pain.
“You begged to be my masochist toilet, but you’re squealing from just this?”
“S-sorry, I’m really a masochist sow. Please train me to be a toy you can use, President…”
She’s still lacking as a masochist, but her mind is already almost completely submissive. Even after seeing me have se.x with my s0n yesterday, her love and loyalty haven’t changed.
“Let’s start with some basic mental training.”
Seeing her so eager to offer herself, I started her training in earnest. She’s not ready for the training my daughters and I receive, so I decided to start gently.
“Stand up and lift your skirt.”
“Yes, President.”
“From now on, call me Queen.”
“Yes, Queen…”
Calling me Queen, the secretary stood and lifted her skirt, exposing her pu$$y and ass. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, her pu$$y looked barely used, and her a$$was as firm as Dohee’s from all her exercise. At 26, she’s the picture of a young, beautiful woman.
“You’re already dripping before we’ve even started?”
“Sorry, Queen… Just thinking about being trained into a masochist sow by you makes me so excited I can’t stop leaking…”
“You’re not becoming a sow by being trained-you were always just a sow.”
“Yes… that’s right, I’m a masochist sow…”
Just a few degrading words and she was already so aroused that her juices ran down her thighs, unconsciously pushing her pu$$y forward, desperate to be trained.
“Pushing your pu$$y out without permission-what a rude cunt.”
SIap!
“Hngh!?”
I brought my hand down hard on her protruding pu$$y. Shocked, she cried out and immediately pulled her pu$$y back.
“Present your pu$$y.”
“Y-yes, Queen…”
Even though her eyes filled with tears from the pain, she trembled and pushed her pu$$y forward again at my command.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to be my slave?”
“Yes, I want to be your sow, Queen…”
“From this m0ment, your body doesn’t belong to you-it’s mine.”
“Yes… my body and mind are all yours, Queen…”
“Good, then-”
SIap! SIap!
“Hngh?! Hngh?!”
I sIapped her pu$$y two more times. This time, even though she cried from the pain, she didn’t pull back, and her body trembled while her pu$$y kept dripping, showing she really is a masochist sow.
“Good, here’s your reward.”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Oooh?! Queen… my pu$$y feels so good… thank you, Queen…”
After the stick came the carrot-I shoved my fingers into her pu$$y. Already soaked, my fingers slid in easily, and her pu$$y squeezed them happily.
“Hehe, you were trembling from being sIapped, but now you’re squeezing my fingers, huh?”
“Oooh?! Yes… my pu$$y is so broken it loves being sIapped and fingered…”
As I degraded her, she admitted it herself, moving her hips to use my fingers as a masturbation tool. M0uth open, tongue out, she looked up at me like I do when my s0n trains me.
‘Hehe, this secretary is a real pervert. At this rate, she’ll make a perfect toy for my s0n…’
The secretary loves me and submits to me, but I have other plans. I’ll make her my toy, but if my s0n wants, I’ll let him use her as a se.x toy anytime.
She might resist, but her will doesn’t matter. I’m her master, and my master is my s0n, so if he wants, the secretary’s body is his to use.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Oooh?! I-I’m cu.mming…!”
Squelch!
Twitch, twitch, twitch.
“Oh my~ We’re not done yet.”
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
“Oooh?! N-no… my pu$$y’s cu.mming again…”
Even as she climaxed and her hips bucked, I didn’t stop fingering her. The pleasure overwhelmed her, but I kept going.
“Oooh…”
Collapse.
“Who told you to collapse without permission?”
“S-sorry, Queen…”
Unable to hold herself up, she collapsed, hips twitching in the aftershocks. For most women, this level of pleasure would be too much, but her body isn’t hers anymore.
“Now, lick up your pu$$y juice and clean up.”
“Yes, Queen… chuup… haang… uup…”
Not knowing what punishment might come, the secretary grinned like a bitch and licked and sucked her own juices off my fingers, cleaning up obediently.
