In my opinion men are for looking at, for satisfying my sexual needs and for occasional companionship when I’m going to a play or fancy business function but not for upper management. I founded my company for women and have only ever hired women into management positions. I saw nothing wrong with this practice and see nothing wrong with this practice but the Department of Justice does.
I was now holding an affidavit from the DOJ that indicated they would be launching an investigation into my hiring practices. Someone had filed a complaint after being denied a management position within my company. I was furious and I was fairly confident I knew who it was.
I walked out to my secretary and said, “Bernice, could you please have Mr. Noble come to my office as soon as possible.”
A few minutes later a nervous looking Richard Noble was waiting out in my waiting area for me to summon him in. I told Bernice to let him in and when he came in he squirmed uncomfortably as I started at him. He finally broke the silence and said, “You wanted to see me Ms. Walker?”
I motioned for him to sit down and said, “Richard, were you upset when you got passed over for promotion last month? Be honest.”
He squirmed a little more and said, “Of course I was. I have been here longer and I work longer hours than Janet. I’m not really sure why I wasn’t given the position.”
I said, “Did you file a complaint with the DOJ?”
He said no so I walked over to my office door, closed it and walked back in front of Richard. I undid my top two buttons fully exposing my cleavage and said, “I guess I should have told you when I gave the position to Janet but do you know why you did not get promoted?”
He said, “No ma’am but I would love to know. Whatever it is I am sure I can work on it and be ready next time a position opens up.”
I began playing with my induction necklace and stood over him to make him feel inferior. His eyes were drawn directly to my necklace and my cleavage and I saw a smile go across his face before he checked himself and put his professional face back on. Then I said, “Actually you cannot work on it, you cannot change it and so you will probably never be promoted. But I do want to ensure you remain here as a loyal employee and that is why I called you in today.”
He said, “What is it? What did I do?”
I spun the necklace again and his eyes never left it. I said, “You see Richard men are carnal and physical creatures that are too easily distracted and too easily manipulated to be in upper management. Now don’t misinterpret what I’m saying because I love that about men. For instance, you are here to speak to me about professional matters yet you have been struggling to look away from my breasts. Do you know why that is?”
Richard turned bright red and quickly looked away. He said, “I’m sorry Ms. Walker, its just that I.”
I stopped him mid-sentence and said, “It’s okay my dear Richard. Women loved to be admired. You are a man who needs to look and I am a woman who needs to be looked at. But we cannot really have you in a management position when you are so easily spellbound by my breasts now can we?”
He shook his head no and with his eyes never leaving my breasts he said, “No ma’am.”
I said, “Of course we can’t. In just the few minutes we have been speaking you have become docile and passive, as my breasts have caused dramatic changes in your feelings, your ability to process thought and your body chemistry. You have become more suggestible and have found it impossible to look at anything but my breasts. You do realize you have become highly suggestible and quite docile since I invited you into my office don’t you?”
He said yes ma’am so I said, “And that is why it is so difficult to put you into management. Your highly suggestible state leaves you vulnerable and weak. It makes you sleepy and you find it difficult to think. It allows my words and my wants to flood into your mind carrying your own thoughts and wants away. A man who finds himself mesmerized and falling asleep simply because a woman suggests to him that he sleep is my favorite kind of man but he cannot be in management. He is a wonderfully loyal employee, a treasured member of my team but as he falls asleep he knows he cannot run my company. He must simply close his eyes, sleep and let the women be in charge.”
Richard’s eyes closed, his head fell forward and his body went limp. I leaned over and whispered, “Richard, it feels so good to submit to me and even better to tell me the truth. What makes you feel good?”
Richard replied, “It feels good to submit to you and to tell the truth.”
I said, “Did you file a complaint with the DOJ?”
He replied, “Yes ma’am.”
I walked over to my intercom and said, “Bernice, please get my friend Monica on the telephone and transfer her into my office.”
A minute later my phone rang and I said, “Hello Monica, I mean Mistress Fear. I have another one for you. His name is Richard Noble and he betrayed me by filing a complaint with the DOJ. I will send him to you for reconditioning and programming. It will be the usual post-hypnotic trigger word. Thanks a bunch. I’ll send him with a check.”
I woke Richard up with precise instructions to report to Mistress Fear, a dear friend and man hater who ran a professional dominatrix outfit. He would show up at her home confused and bewildered, she would use the trigger word and after a weekend of spankings, panties in his face and things I do not even want to describe he would return to work on Monday a new man. He will be the most loyal employee and a handful of women on my inside circle will know he has been reprogrammed and is ready, willing and able to serve their needs.
I then picked up the phone and called Kevin Mitchum, COO for my chief competition, and invited him to dinner. I told him I wanted to consider him for a position in upper management in my company and could make it very lucrative for him. He accepted my dinner invitation and the trap was set.
Kevin always had a watchful eye for the next career move but he was also a very suspicious person and trusted no one. I had the dinner set up in my home and took the liberty of spiking his wine glass. I would not have the upper hand of intimidation as I had with Richard so the drug would give me that upper hand that I needed to put Kevin under my control.
As always Kevin was punctual and he was dressed sharply. I had not invited him over with the intention of seducing him but as my housekeeper showed him in I felt my loins stir with desire. I had intended on making him my token male in the organization but maybe he would be more. Either way I knew his life would change as soon as he drank his wine.
Kevin was very polite and waited for me to sit before he sat down. I asked my housekeeper to pour the wine and Kevin blew my plans by saying, “None for me please, I do not drink.”
My mind raced as I realized I would not have the upper hand. Then I said to myself, “Come on Norma, you have seduced better looking men than Kevin. Sure you were younger then but you’ve still got the cleavage and you are much more accomplished in your mind control techniques. Forget the drug and use the skills you have.”
I listened to my little pep talk and said, “Kevin, I want to be honest with you because I know you are not the type of man who likes to bullshit around. Is that fair?”
He said, “Yes of course. That is why I respect and admire you so much Ms. Walker.”
I said, “Please, call me Norma.” I paused and said, “I have always thought highly of you but I had never intended on having any men in my upper management until last week.”
He said, “What happened last week?”
I got up from my seat, walked to where he was sitting, pulled my dress back exposing both of my breasts to him and then reached inside my dress to pull the letter from the DOJ. I handed it to him and said, “I received an inquiry from the Department of Justice regarding my hiring practices. I need a man in my management circle and I cannot think of anyone I would want besides you.”
His eyes went straight to my breasts and I saw him straining to get a better look. He adjusted his body in his seat indicating to me that he was having the typical male response to cleavage and then I saw him start to sweat. He also seemed a little disturbed by my approach and replied, “So you’re looking for a token male?” As he said this he pulled on his collar attempting to loosen it.
I said, “I must admit that at first I had considered a token male. I had just denied one of my people a promotion and had reconsidered that decision until I asked myself why I was compromising. I would have hired you before the DOJ letter so all they really did was play my hand. So the answer is no, you would not be my token male. Did I alleviate that concern?”
He said, “Yes, thank you. Do you have any concerns?”
I said, “Actually I have one concern and really one concern only. It is the same concern I have with all men so since you asked maybe we can discuss it this evening.”
I reached up, undid two buttons, and pulled out my necklace. His eyes shot to the necklace and to my cleavage but then he got a hold of his senses and looked away. It was too late. Once I knew I could captivate him, even if only momentarily, I knew it would be permanent soon enough. He squirmed uncomfortably again and adjusted his sitting position before nervously asking, “Um, what are you doing Norma?”
I began to spin my necklace and as the light flashed from the necklace his eyes returned to my cleavage. I said, “You see Kevin I am of the opinion that men are easily distracted and can be manipulated easily through sexual suggestiveness or even provocative sexual dress or mannerisms. That concerns me because my managers should not be swayed by their hormones. A little cleavage should not make a drop his guard and allow his mind to open up to my suggestion. Yet I can clearly see that both your body and mind are responding to my overt flirting. Can I have someone so easily influenced managing my company?”
He started to answer but I cut him off and said, “That was more of rhetorical question my dear Kevin. As a woman I appreciate the fact that you are becoming aroused by my feminine power but I worry about other women using their feminine power in a manner that would not be beneficial to my company. Can you see how that would concern me Kevin?”
His eyes were glued to my necklace and he absent mindedly responded, “Yes Ms. Walker.”
I knew he was falling because he went from calling me Norma back to Ms. Walker. I said, “But don’t be alarmed my good friend because I want you in my management circle. You have no reason to worry and every reason to relax. That’s right Kevin, just relax and allow me to discuss feminine power with you for just a moment longer before we discuss business. That is okay with you isn’t it? Of course it is.”
I did not even give him a chance to think about an answer before I answered for him. Then I said, “Feminine power can be a good thing or a bad thing depending on who is wielding it. In your case it is a good thing because my feminine power makes you feel extremely docile and highly suggestible. Your highly suggestible state leaves you powerless and weak. It makes it so difficult to think, so difficult to think of anything except my beauty. It allows my words to enter into your mind and those words soothe you and carry you into a state of peace and tranquility. My beauty and my words quite simply mesmerize you and cause you to desire sleep more than anything. Now my dear Kevin it is time for you to sleep. Simply close your eyes, sleep and let Mistress Walker be in charge.”
Kevin’s eyes fluttered shut and a smile drew across his face as his head flopped forward right into my lap. I reached down, caressed his head and said, “That’s a good boy. Sleep for me. Sleep and obey.”
Two weeks later Kevin reported in for his first day of work. He had given notice at his company and spent a week with Mistress Fear for retraining. He didn’t need a week but I had accompanied him to his training so I could be the woman who inflicted the reinforcement, the punishment, the pain and the pleasure. He came in dressed very handsomely and reported into my administrative assistant.
I had her show him in and when Bernice left I said, “It is good to see you again Kevin. Tell me your mission statement.”
Kevin fell to his knees, crawled to me, kissed my shoes and said, “I am your token male put here to serve you and the other members of management. My only mission in life is the success of this company and your absolute pleasure.”
I said, “And what else? Did you forget something slave?”
He looked terrified and said, “No mistress, I wasn’t finished yet. I’m sorry for taking so long.” He kissed my feet again and said, “My mission also includes the absolute pleasure of anyone you deem worthy of receiving it.”
I said, “Perfect. And do you like your new mission?”
Kevin said, “Yes mistress. I am an inferior male and do not belong in a management position. I am so happy to be able to satisfy you, to accompany you when you need a man and to be able to satisfy your management team.”
I sat down on my chair, lifted my legs over the arm rests and said, “Kevin my little slave, I’m not wearing any underwear. What is Kevin supposed to do when his mistress forgets her underwear?”
Kevin crawled to me and said, “I am supposed to lick your pussy until you tire of my presence.”
I said, “Then do it.”
When Kevin was done I summoned the rest of my all female management team and had them assemble in my office. I closed the door and said, “Ladies, this is Kevin. He is our new COO but only in title. His true responsibilities are my pleasure and satisfaction first and your pleasure and satisfaction second. He exists solely to serve us and has spent a week with Mistress Fear in preparation for his new position. Feel free to use and abuse him as you please but please, no bruises or marks. I will use him to accompany me to the opera and plays.”
Each of my team went over and grabbed his ass, touched his crotch, ran their hands through his hair and some of them even kissed him forcibly. My CFO, second in command in the company, took him by his tie and said, “Come with me Kevin. I have some work for you to lick, I mean to do.”
The other women laughed as Kevin was led off to do what men do best and that was to serve a woman in charge.
Funny but the DOJ dropped their investigation when they heard that Kevin had been hired.