stellar worker

Amelie's heels clicked as she walked into the office of her boss, Jade, her knees almost giving way as she did. She knew it couldn't be good--she was horribly nervous her entire first month of work, which was humiliating in so many different ways. She'd accidentally copied 100 files instead of 10, spent far too long on every budgeting spreadsheet, and agonized over every one of her calculations. She'd always gotten good marks at school, but maybe being in the workforce was just too much for her.

Not that it ever seemed like it was too much for Jade. She swiveled around in her chair, her sharp suit accentuating every curve of her body, the smart black tie straight and even, not a dark hair out of place in her perfectly coiffed bun. She eyed Amelie from head to toe, who shivered under Jade's electric green gaze. She was suddenly aware of just how simple she looked in her big librarian glasses, grey pencil skirt and pink blouse (none of which made her feel more mature-looking in front of her boss) her brunette hair not even tied back. It fell into her face as she bowed her head slightly. "Miss Jade, you asked for me to come into your office?"

"Close the door," Jade commanded, and Amelie obeyed, the authoritative tone in her voice reminding her vaguely of some of her favorite professors. Jade gestured to the chair in front of her desk, closing her work laptop and leaning back. There were no knick-knacks on her desk save for a Newton's cradle that Jade curiously pulled to the center of Amelie's vision. "Do you know why I called you in here?"

"Not exactly."

"Thought so," Jade hummed. With one delicate pale hand, she set the Newton's cradle swinging, the pendulums hitting each other with a satisfying clack-clack. "I like to talk to my newest hires after their first month, see how they're feeling about the job. You must understand, I'm very particular about the girls that I bring into this office."

Amelie's eyes were following the silver balls as they continued on their path, kinetic energy bouncing back and forth in the toy. "I, um, appreciate the opportunity."

Jade took a deep breath. "And I notice things. I don't just sit in this office all day, I watch all of you. I've had my eye on you since your interview."

Clack, clack.

"You were there?"

"Of course I was."

Clack, clack.

"I'm at every girl's interview, even if you don't see me. And comparing my notes from that day to your performance recently, well... I guess I'll be honest with you. I'm surprised. You're an agreeable girl, aren't you?" Despite the alarming tone that Jade's words should have been having, Amelie was finding herself feeling more and more relaxed.  The way the light caught on each shiny sphere was making it so hard to think. It was getting hard to really pay attention to making facial expressions or saying much, so she simply nodded. Nodded in time to the swaying of the pendulums in front of her.

Jade leaned forward, her eyes trained on Amelie's face. "That's right. You're so eager to please. That's something I noticed about you right away. And your performance in that regard... well, it's absolutely stellar." The sudden praise hit Amelie right in the stomach, a warm and liquid feeling that was just like the one she got after a teacher told her she'd done a great job. That didn't escape Jade's notice, and her lipsticked mouth stretched into a smile. "So it surprised me that other girls didn't immediately bring that to my attention. I know, I know, they were more concerned about your little slip-ups, but even those show me that you have a... penchant for doing the best that you can. Overdoing it, even. But I don't mind that--I think it shows a real strength of character."

Little sparks of pleasure started to flit in Amelie's chest, her breath catching just a little in her throat. She barely restrained herself from a gasp of pleasure--the unexpected compliments were hitting her in just the right spot, the rhythm of Jade's words just right in time with the...

Clack, clack.

"I just love an obedient girl. A docile, obedient girl who does what she's told. Does that describe you, Amelie?" Amelie felt her head bobbing in another nod, aware but uncaring that her mouth was starting to fall agape. Every word that Jade said was building those sparks inside of her, ones that were starting to travel downwards, making her cross her legs under her skirt. "Go ahead and repeat that for me, won't you?"

"I'm a docile obedient girl who does what she's told," Amelie said, and the sparks of pleasure burned even brighter inside of her.

"That's right, you are, aren't you? You're a submissive and needy girl who needs approval. Say it."

Amelie couldn't hold back a moan as her eyes continued to flutter, heedlessly following the path of the pendulums. "I'm a submissive and needy girl who needs approval."

Jade continued to watch Amelie with a satisfied grin, her fingers undoing the dark silk tie around her neck. "Repeat that all for me, please."

"I'm a docile obedient girl who does what she's told. I'm submissive and needy girl who needs approval. I'm a docile obedient girl who does what she's told. I'm a submissive and needy girl who needs approval." Amelie was surprised that she managed to pant those words out with the heat pooling between her legs, but each word felt so true, so easy to say when Jade asked her to. She felt her mouth continue to form each syllable, even as her eyes started to lose focus entirely, as her body grew more fuzzy and limp. The Newton's cradle was slowing in its path now, and as it did, Amelie felt the last of her mind slow to a crawl with it, until it stopped entirely and every last thought Amelie had halted entirely.

Jade's tie was completely undone, her dress shirt unbuttoned, and she shrugged off the blazer she wore, leaving her alabaster tits on display in front of the mesmerized girl. She lifted one pendulum again, glinting in the light, and set the toy back in motion. "Then show me how stellar of a worker you can be."