A Role Playing Story

From time to time, my submissives will send me a story.  Often, it’s part of the way they prepare for our session.  This particular sub sent me an office role playing story.

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A submissive’s story

Strange Time To Meet

I sat in the waiting area of the office, doing what you would expect, waiting. I was waiting for another job interview. This was one in which I was interested, but it still was not my dream job. If I landed it, then I would be working in a large, corporate public relations department. I was dressed in my

best business attire with my portfolio in hand and trying to relax. At the time, I thought it was fairly odd that they wanted me to come in for an interview late on a Friday when almost everyone in the building had left, but I didn’t question it much further than that.

After a few minutes sitting there, the secretary at the other end of the waiting room/outside office told me I could go in. I noticed she picked up her purse and started to leave as I entered the inner office.

I was greeted by a very attractive pair of professionals who rose from their chairs to introduce themselves. He was a rugged Don-Draper type. She was gorgeous and imperial.

“Hi, I’m Clive Powers. I’m the chief administrative officer of the company, and I head up the division that includes PR and media.”

I introduced myself.

“And, I’m Delia. I’ll be your trainer should you assume the position.”

Assume The Position?

I thought it was an odd turn of phrase, but I didn’t remark on it.

The inner office was dark but well appointed with sleek, contemporary office furniture. Behind Mr. Powers desk were several computer monitors, most of them showing market data and newsfeeds. One, I noticed briefly, appeared to include multiple views of the interview area from at least four different camera viewpoints. All three of us were in an open meeting area closer to the door. Powers was seated  in front of me between his desk and and my chair, Ms. Delia to my right and between us. In the middle was a small table on which to place my portfolio. What followed was a fairly ordinary job interview. We discussed my writing, experience and abilities. Toward the end, we chatted about this and that in a relaxed manner. Finally, Powers asked me to step outside for a few minutes while they talked privately.

What Position?

Just what position are we considering this man for?  It’s a fantasy, so you know it’s not just going to me some run-of-the-mill desk job.  I’ll bet you this guy is going to be learning some very special “dick”-tation skills, don’t you?