I was in the midst of an important meeting with a high-profile client when my new female assistant suddenly interrupted me. Her eyes were wide with concern as she spoke, unaware of the severity of her mistake. I couldn't help but feel anger rise within me; this inexperienced girl needed to learn her place immediately.
After the meeting, I called her to my desk. She entered nervously, her eyes downcast as she awaited my instructions. I gave her a stern look and reached into my desk drawer, pulling out a small satin bag. From it, I withdrew a black ball gag with a silver ring that would hold it in place.
"Open wide, girl," I commanded, putting my hand on her shoulder and forcing her mouth open. She complied, her eyes widening in fear as she felt the cold, hard gag being pushed between her lips. I wrapped the straps around her head and fixed them at the back, securing the gag in place.
"Now," I growled, jabbing a finger at the floor, "Lie down."
She hesitated for a moment before doing as she was told. I walked over to her, admiring the way her tight dress hugged her curves as she struggled to get comfortable on the cold, hard floor. I knew she was terrified, but I also knew that I had to teach her a lesson she wouldn't forget.
Slowly, I lowered myself onto her abdomen, grinding my hips against her as I enjoyed the power I had over this trembling girl. The gag made her moans indistinct, but I could feel the vibrations through her body as she tried desperately to push me off.
"That's it, girl," I purred, pinning her wrists to the floor beside her head. "Enjoy the view."
With that, I sat down hard on her face, feeling her nose squish under the weight of my jeans. I could tell that she was struggling to breathe through the gag, and it filled me with a twisted sense of pleasure. Over and over again, I ground myself into her face, letting her feel the full force of my dominance.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I pulled away and stood up. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and tears streamed down her face. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the sight of her demoralization. I allowed myself a small smirk before turning and walking back to my desk.
"Stay where you are," I said, my voice echoing around the room. "I may have more lessons in store for you later."
With that ominous warning, I sat down at my desk, mentally planning the next time I would humiliate this girl who had dared to interrupt me. She had learned her place now, and I was determined to keep her in line.
