The Captivating, Aloof Office Findom (Part 1)

Behind a great boss is a greater assistant, right?

Or should I say behind me is a fake leader eager to bring my every desire into reality?

Or should I say I’m the boss and you’re the assistant?

Or should I say it’s obvious how difficult it is for you to remain calm around me in the office so you’re constantly pushing yourself to seem impressive.

Should I tell everyone how funny it is to me that you continue to do more in hopes I acknowledge you just for me to look as unamused as I did when we first met?

I’m sure sometimes you wonder how I ended up your assistant but the answer is I simply was qualified for the role. I do my job and I do it very well. You just happen to be attracted to me. You trust me with your entire career and you know I would never do anything to lose that trust. In fact, I use that trust for whatever I want.

The real reason I’m your assistant is because I love turning a power dynamic on its head and you happened to be the target of the moment.

Sure, I could empty your accounts and leave you to suffer the consequences since you are so eager to hand over your personal information. I feel no need to nor do I want to, though.

You are just the cutest thing when you whimper and whine, begging me to take more from you so you can get a moment of praise. You happily paid for my condo, a car I like and you let me use your black card for whatever I want.

You hope that being my ATM will keep me in your life. Lucky for you, I’m as entertained as you are enthralled, so I’ve yet to leave.

I think the hottest part about our relationship is that there isn’t one. We are strictly professional. I’ve never touched you further than grabbing a piece of lint from your shirt.

You could afford any and all romantic or sexual scandals you may find yourself in, but nobody makes you feel like I do. You do not necessarily feel anything romantic towards me, specifically, but you’re happy that it’s me you’re so open with.

I’m sure you might have imagined me entering your office while everyone else was at lunch, touching you over your clothes. Maybe we even kissed in your fantasy. In the real world, I’m a professional and you are as well. It would be out of line to approach me in that fashion and I would also reject you so hard your heart would crush itself into dust.

Save yourself the heartbreak and be happy I’m willing to work at your company at all…

End of Part 1

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