The CEO’s new assistant

There’s a new girl at work today. I saw her on the elevator on my way up to my office this morning. With well over a thousand employees in the headquarters building alone, it’s hard to remember faces, so I normally don’t notice new ones before they officially meet me, but there was just something about her that caught my eye. Her face and body were perfect. She was young and looked to be fresh out of college, which meant she was still naive and impressionable. Likely she didn’t even realize she was sharing the elevator with her new CEO.

I was too busy staring at her amazing body as she left the elevator to notice what floor she got off on. No matter, she would eventually come see me today, and I’d learn all the pertinent info about her. It’s company policy for all new HQ employees to have a short meeting with me on their first day so I could outline my expectations for them. It’s then that I would begin the process of molding her to become mine. I’m in need of a new “personal assistant” and it seems the perfect candidate just got handed to me in my lap. Sure, whoever hired her would have to hire yet another new employee, but it would save me the trouble of finding someone to fill the position elsewhere.

The position I want her for extends beyond the workplace, but I don’t plan to tell her that right away. I’d lure her in with a salary that’s higher than what she was offered in her initial department, and then with a series of expensive gifts I’d entice her to start doing things for me outside of work with the eventual goal of getting her into my bedroom. One of her unmentioned duties as my assistant would be to keep me satisfied in *all* aspects of my life. There’s a pretty good chance she’s not lesbian or bisexual, but that doesn’t matter to me. In fact, being straight would make her more enticing to me. I loved having the power over someone to persuade them to do things that were contrary to their sexual orientation. Money and gifts are a powerful tool to get people to do things for you. Even if it’s something they wouldn’t normally do, a sufficiently expensive gift could convince them that they *owe* you whatever service you ask them for. And I had enough money to afford the most expensive gifts in the world.

When the elevator reaches the top floor, I step off and make my way to my office.

“Good morning, Miss Prescott,” greets the portly woman that sat at my assistant’s desk. “Your schedule for the day is on your desk.”

“Thank you, Rebecca,” I reply with a half hearted smile.

Rebecca was just a temporary replacement since my last assistant up and left with no notice or explanation, although I had a pretty good idea why. I needed someone to fill the void at work and keep me on track, and Rebecca did that just fine, but she’d never go beyond that or step foot in my home.

I step into my office and close the glass door behind me. Sitting down in my comfy leather chair, I pick up the crisp, freshly printed sheet of paper on my desk and look it over. Meetings and conference calls filled each slot for most of the morning, but then I found what I was looking for. “New Hire Orientation” was at 2pm with only one name listed. *Perfect!* I think to myself. That leaves me enough time to order her first gift and have it ready by the time she arrives at my office. I see that I have an hour until my first meeting, so I pick up the phone and start making the arrangements.

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Hello! Thank you for reading my prompt! In keeping with my recent trend, I’m looking to play out an RP that’s based around a forced lesbian relationship based around coercion through money. A billionaire CEO is in need of a new “personal assistant” but the position entails far more than what would be expected of a simple secretary. Miss Prescott plans to entice the new girl into the position with the promise of a large salary, and then coerce the girl into her bed with gifts such as expensive clothes, jewelry, cars, houses, and other large purchases that might make the recipient feel indebted to Miss Prescott in some way. Miss Prescott wouldn’t overtly say anything about wanting your character in bed with her, but she’d hint and suggest things of a sexual nature to put it in your character’s mind that that’s what she wants in return. My idea is that your character, even though she’s straight as an arrow, would start to feel like she’s obligated to perform sexual favors for Miss Prescott for all the things she’s given her. Ultimately things would develop into a dub-con domme/sub relationship between the two. This will most likely be a very slow burning RP, so please be willing to commit to something long term.

Now, I wrote this prompt with me playing Miss Prescott in mind, but if you’re reading this and you prefer playing a domme, I’m more than happy to switch roles and play the new girl.

I’m looking for someone who writes detailed responses, someone who enjoys quality over quantity, and likes a good slow burn. I prefer my RP’s here to have a good amount of plot and character development to go along with the smut as if we’re writing a story together. As a forewarning, due to my work schedule, home life, and nature of my responses, I may not be available to write every day, but I make up for it with high quality responses that are multiple paragraphs in length. If you are looking for something fast paced, or only write a few short sentences at a time, I’m not the partner for you. I look forward to seeing those little orange envelopes!