Went For an Interview and Got Enslaved! - Sex Stories

Went For an Interview and Got Enslaved!

... did a little twirl, hoping whatever game he was playing would end. "Is-is this a test?" Her voice was hesitant.

"You've got better assets than the last one. That's a relief, although we will have to work on your dress code." Mr. Anderson said, leaning against his desk. "Anyway, call me Nox."

"I'm sorry, Mr-um-Nox. Um, is the skirt to revealing? My roommate said it was an appropriate accent for my bottom--

Nox cut her off. "Your ass is perfect, if anything the skirt is far too long. It should be three to six inches and no longer. Now, let's get down to business."

"If it isn't too bold sir, why did you ask me here?" She wondered for a moment if she had come to the right interview.

"Your name was on the list of applicants and we've had five dropouts. A female grad student decided to suddenly get pregnant out of nowhere and a little over half a dozen didn't last my tests." He looked her up and down again. "You're next."

"I promise you, sir, I have real talent. If I could just show you my lingerie designs..."

"Then strip and show me the one you have on," Nox said.

Jenna gasped at his brash. "Ho-how did you know I was wearing one of my designs?" She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt.

"Call it a bosses intuition." He slid off his desk and took a seat behind it. "As of this moment, your unpaid internship is starting. Strip for me or go find a place elsewhere to do business." Nox seemed mildly annoyed with her delay in following his order.

"No, ...

... please!" She was worried. She had one more week until graduation, so she did not want anything to mess this up. Not to mention, her bills would need to be paid soon. "S-sir." She added hesitantly, trying not to seem rude, although this situation was beyond odd and unexpected.

"What about the agencies that rejected you?" Nox opened a folder.

"Um, that was because it's hard to be hired on when you don't have experience and none of the internships will look at me..." She wrung her hands. She hated being in situations like this. They reminded her of being bullied in high school.

"Then it appears, Jenna, that you're at a standstill and there's nothing left for us to discuss." He pushed his chair back a bit and opened his legs, resting his hands across the length of the armrest. He stroked the material gently and watched her as if she were nothing more than a plaything.

"Sir..." Her lips quivered slightly. "Couldn't we just, you know... discuss my qualifications?"

"I do not take kindly to repeating myself. You may be in for a spanking later. As of now, strip and I will be the judge as to whether or not you can stay. And time is a factor!" He smacked the top of his desk with a ruler that had been lying close by. For some reason, she feared that would be bottom next.

She took in a deep breath and began to undo the clasp to her long skirt, stepping out of it to reveal her blue lace panties. His eyebrows arched and he twirled his finger. The giant bunch in his slacks moved ...