It was just another Friday. Katie sat at the desk near the front door of the gallery, IMing with a "Master wannabe." Bored, she played along with his demands to play with her clit. A little self-pleasure was better than sitting and doing nothing. After a few minutes, Katie looked up and noticed someone heading towards the front door.
"Customer. Gotta go," she typed with one hand as she pulled the other out of her knickers.
With a courteous smile, Katie greeted the striking, very tanned blonde as she entered the gallery. "Good morning! Welcome to the gallery. How may I help you?"
"Good morning. I'm Cynthia, the new owner. Are you the only employee here?"
"Very good to meet you, Cynthia. I'm Katie, and yes, I'm the only one here."
"Any customers here, Katie?"
"No, afraid not. It's been a very slow day."
"In that case, please lock the door and hang the 'closed' sign on it. When you've finished that, please come to my office. Um, where is my office?"
Katie gave her the directions to the main office and then set about locking up. While she wondered what was about to happen next, she also thought about the tall, very buxom woman she'd just met. She began to fantasize about being forced to undress and then to crawl on her knees to Cynthia as she waited in her chair. She thought about having her hair pulled and being made to lick Cynthia's pussy. When she realized how wet she was getting, she stopped fantasizing and continued on her way to the office.
When Katie arrived in the doorway to the office, she paused to observe the new owner as she bent over the desk sorting through some papers. Cynthia was a little shorter than herself. Although very athletic looking, she had quite large breasts that appeared ready to fall out of the plunging neckline of her black dress. Katie could see the edges of the black bra that prevented that from happening.
Katie knocked softly.
Cynthia looked up, smiled and invited Katie to come in and sit down. "Make yourself comfortable, Katie. I have a few things I want to ask of you."
As Katie took a seat in the chair directly in front of her, Cynthia sat down in the plush leather chair behind the desk.
"I'll get right to the point, Katie. I'm going to be making a lot of changes here at the gallery and I need someone I can count on to help me do all kinds of things. I need someone who is familiar with what's been done in the past and who is willing to help make changes for the future. I need someone who is attentive to my business needs as well as my personal needs. I need a personal assistant and I want you to be that person. Before you say anything, let me say that I've had my eye on you ever since I saw you at the company holiday party. I know what a dedicated worker you are. I know you keep up with the latest styles. And I must say I'm very impressed by you.
I know you're married and have children, so I took the liberty of calling your husband to see if he'd approve of your going on overnight trips with me, often with very little notice. Jamie said that wouldn't be a problem as long as all of your expenses are covered. I assured him that all expenses for any trips you take will be covered, you'll get bonuses, and you'll get a few additions to your wardrobe, too.
Before I get your answer, I want to make it perfectly clear that in addition to arranging meetings, handling papers and other normal business related activities, you'll also be running errands for me and doing other things that may seem menial or maybe even a little humiliating to you. The plus side, though, is that you'll get to meet all of the artists that will be exhibiting work here. You'll go to parties with me. We'll go shopping together. And, if you do everything you're told with enthusiasm, you'll make me happy, you'll make plenty of money, and you can become an integral part of the success of the gallery. Oh, and you'll get a company car. I think you'd look good behind the wheel of a metallic storm red Mercedes SLK300 roadster, but you can pick any color you want. Actually, you can pick whatever car you want that doesn't cost any more than one of those, but I happen to know there's one available at Worrells if you want it.
Oh, my! I'm getting a little ahead of myself. I haven't even gotten your response yet. One more thing! If you accept the job, you'll have to go to Castlemaine with me tonight to speak with a new artist. What do you say?"
Katie was thinking about a new car and wondering what Cynthia meant by "a little humiliating." After remaining silent for several seconds, she asked if she could ask a few questions first.
"Certainly, Katie. Ask whatever you want. I want you to be comfortable with every aspect of the job."
"Well," Katie began, "I don't have a lot of business experience. If I don't know how to do something, I don't want to disappoint you. Are you willing to help when I need it?"
"Not a problem, Katie! In the beginning, you'll be doing a lot of small tasks, going to pick up things for me, and just generally being a companion for me on the trips. As time goes on, I'll give you a little more to do, but not without giving you whatever support you need. Next question."
"You said if I do everything I'm told with enthusiasm, I'd make you happy and make plenty of money. You also mentioned something about doing things I might think are a little humiliating. Can you give me some examples of what that might entail?"
Cynthia laughed before saying, "It's not as bad as you make it sound, Katie! But since you asked, I'll give you an example of what might happen this weekend in Castlemaine. I want to sign an artist who specializes in photorealistic fetish paintings. All of the works I've seen are of her girlfriend in bondage. She says it's her girlfriend, but I swear she's got to be her slave - the things she has to do! Anyway, in some of the paintings, her girlfriend is performing oral sex with another woman, or she's being fucked with a strap-on, or having all sorts of things stuffed into her pussy or arse. Lesley, the artist, says she likes to get new acquaintances to do things to her girlfriend. She then photographs whatever is done and later paints from the photos. It's conceivable that you'd be asked to do something kinky to or with her girlfriend. If you do it and act like you're enjoying it, it could help to get Lesley signed on with our gallery. Does that explain it better?"
"Um, yes, yes it does," replied Katie. "If I accept the job, you said we'll go to Castlemaine tonight. I have no idea what clothes to pack, or even if I have the right clothes to take."
Cynthia interrupted. "If you say you'll take the job, I'll take you shopping right now and buy you everything you'll need for the trip, all the way down to a toothbrush. And don't worry about deciding what kind of car you want. We'll take care of that after we're back. I'll let you drive my car until you get a new one. It's not as sporty as the SLK300, but it does have room for luggage. It's a black, ML350 SUV."
