In the busy offices of Boss Girls Productions, the administrative assistant scurried about, trying to prepare for the day ahead. His name was Tom and he was a hard worker, always doing his best to impress the bosses. However, he often found himself in over his head with the tasks required of him. This particular morning, it seemed as though he had bitten off more than he could chew.
When the bosses arrived, they were in a foul mood. They glared at him as they walked past, their high heels clicking against the tile floor. Goddess Liana, the head of the company, walked right up to him and shook her head. "Tom," she sighed, "you really screwed up this time."
Tom's heart sank. He knew he was in trouble. "I'm sorry, Goddess Liana," he stammered, "I tried my best but I just couldn't get it all done."
She rolled her eyes and waved a hand dismissively. "I don't care about your excuses," she snapped. "I just need a comfortable place to sit while I go over these reports."
Realizing he had no choice, Tom offered up his own seat. But before he could get comfortable himself, Goddess Liana leaned down and pressed her ass firmly against his face. She gyrated her hips back and forth as she sat down on him, grinding her ass cheeks into his eyes and nose.
"Mmmm," she purred, looking down at him with satisfaction. "This is much better than any chair. You're doing just fine, Tom."
He whimpered in pain as he felt her dress fabric rub against his skin, but he dared not speak up. He knew better than to make matters worse for himself. All he could do was endure the humiliation and pain as his face became a makeshift seat for his beautiful boss.
As the morning wore on, Goddess Liana continued using Tom as her personal sitting throne. She paid no attention to his pleas for mercy or his repeated apologies. Instead, she focused on making herself comfortable while tormenting him under her ass. The presence of her ass in his face was constantly reminder of his incompetence and failure to please his mistress.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the last bell of the day rang and Goddess Liana stood up. With one last hard squeeze, she forced Tom's face into submission before walking away, leaving him to clean up the mess she had made.
As Tom lay there on the floor, feeling utterly defeated and humiliated, he realized that he had brought this upon himself. He had foolishly thought he could impress his bosses by taking on too much work, but instead he had ended up as nothing more than a living piece of furniture.
