I can't believe you thought the hot young intern would be interested in an old, boring wimp like you. What are you, like, more than double my age?... married to little Miss Boring. I bet she doesn't wear cute bratty outfits and pretty heels to work does she? I bet she doesn't glam up with sparkly lip-gloss that has all the boys dreaming of my Princess lips around their hard cocks. No, of course she doesn't. That's why you stuttered out to one of the admin girls that you thought I was kinda cute. Yick! You knew it would get back to me, didn't you? Not that I hadn't already noticed you perving over my every move. Practically drooling whenever I bend over my desk and popping a boner in your trousers at meetings when I dangle my shoe from my nyloned foot. Yeah, you knew it would get back to me. Just like I knew that if I told her I might be interested if I could be sure you were serious about me that it would get back to you too. Like if you sent me an email from your work address asking me out and telling me how cute I was. And you fucking fell for it, didn't you?
I can't believe you would be so deluded to think a hot young girl like me would be remotely interested in a wimp like you. The only time I notice you is when I deliberately make you tent up in your trousers in meetings by dangling my heel, twizzling my hair or chewing my pen while looking totally fucking bored with everything you have to say. You can't help but embarrass yourself like that in front of all the admin girls... but inappropriate boners over me is the least of your problems now, idiot. I wanted you to send that message from your work email address because that hands me your pathetic little beta balls on a fucking plate. I mean, what would Little Miss Boring have to say about you asking out a hot young office brat, huh? What would HR do if they knew one of the managers was trying to use his power and influence to hit on the young, innocent intern? We both know exactly what would happen which is why you're going to do exactly as I, a girl less than half your age, tells you to do and use my newly acquired power and influence to boss you the fuck around at work in front of all the admin girls.
From now on I want you to call me and all the girls 'Miss' around the office. NO exceptions, pervert. You'll have coffee for me at my desk every morning. You'll get on all fours under my desk every morning and lick the subway dirt off the bottom of my shoes and if any of the admin girls want their shoes cleaning, you'll be licking theirs clean too. And because I know you're gonna LOVE being bossed around by me and the other office brats so much , I'm gonna make sure you can't pitch any of those beta-tents in your pants by locking you up in this little pink chastity cage every morning. If I'm not around one of the other girls will do it. If you behave and do everything I say all day long, we'll unlock you before you go home to Little Miss Boring. I'll expect ''Yes Miss, No Miss, three bags full Miss'' all day every day if you wanna go home without that cage on your dick Not that you'll ever dare to disobey me anyway... The second I hear a complaint or a protest from that filthy shoe licking mouth of yours, that email is going straight to HR and you'll be fired! You'll do exactly what you're told, when you're told, and how you're fucking told, got that, pervert? You can start today by putting these frilly pink panties on.. Ah-ah-ah!.. Don't you dare say no to me... One peep out of you and I'll have you in a skirt and high heels around here so put them on now and then me and the girls will get you all locked away in chastity.
