Its a Womans World (open for all)

[UC_Gav]

I've been playing with a few submissive partners lately and while there's nothing wrong with that i'm in the mood for a role reversal so here's my latest 'alternate reality' idea.

Imagine a world where Women are the dominant gender. And not just in a subtle way. They learned a long time ago that although yes, Men are the stronger sex, any woman with the drive to do so could control any man with ease and it was these Driven women that soon found themselves at the top of the Civilised Food chain. Places of power, corporate heads, political leaders, worldwide control and with this control the men were reduced to a more simple way. Women had becoem the sexual predators. Gone were the days of the timid wallflowers. The connotations between the terms slut and stud had now switched. Sexual discrimination and even harrassment were common and tolerated ways of life.

(I suck at explaining plots, just go along with it lol)

IC
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Jack pushed his trolley through the office, pausing occaisionally to drop off a letter or parcel at one of the cubicles.

"Mornin Jack" said Mel. He couldn't help stare at the sultry redhead for a moment, she was attractive but notorious among the office for going through the male staff. "Got a Package to give me?" she giggled, twirling a pen between her pouty lips and her eyes trailed down to the front of his pants.

Jack simply checked his trolley. "Sorry Mel, not today" he said and moved on quickly. He could feel her eyes on his ass.

Luckily Mel was the worst of it, at least on this floor and he continued his round moving to the elevator to head back to the mail room. As he waited he could feel the eyes of the people that passed by. One group of women started giggling after a quickly whispered exchange. Jack simply blocked it out.

The elevator pinged and the doors opened, another group got out and passed him by. A brief pressure on his pants made him turn. A young blonde had trailed her hand across his crotch and now stared at him with a shit eating grin as she walked back to her cubicle.

Jack sighed knowing there wasn't really anything he could do about it and pushed his trolley onto the lift and waited for the doors to close.

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

Camille sat at her desk waiting for the mail to arrive. She was the youngest HR manager in the history of their company, and she was damn good at her job. She sat back in her plush office chair as she dug through piles of papers on her desk searching for one candidate in particular. "Larry," she breathed, smiling. Larry was a lacrosse player for the university in which he just graduated with honors. She had a position open for her very own secretary, and his all American good looks would certainly be a welcomed sight for sore eyes. She slipped her black framed glasses down her perfectly shaped nose and set them on her desk. She began rubbing her temples, then picked up her phone and dialed Larry's number.

"Hello, Larry Sullivan here," she heard. She loved his deep, gorgeous voice modeled well after spending years in an expensive Ivy League college.

"Hello, Larry Sullivan. Camille Kullman here. Look, I am interested in giving you an interview with our company. I am searching for...an assistant here. So please dress properly and be here promptly at 1 o'clock?"

"Oh, that, sounds great!" He said, flustered.

"Larry, this is a once in a lifetime shot here. We seldom hire for this position. Be here promptly at one,"

"Yes, of course, Ma'am. Mrs. Kullman," he responded, throwing in a nervous giggle.

"Great. Goodbye," and with that she hung up the phone. She smiled, her eyebrow raised. She remembered how her ex-secretary threatened to complain of sexual harassment due to Camille commanding he relieve her of her tension by giving her a massage. When she asked him to do it with his pants down, he made the threat. Camille threatened him back, explaining her blackmail. She filmed all her office conquests, and he knew she would destroy any chance he had of getting a job with any other Fortune 500 company. Camille knew all the big names. She smiled to herself, relishing her power. After he admitted defeat, she fired him.

Just then, she heard a knock on the door of her office. "Yes?" she called. "Ah, the mail boy. How are you, Jack?" she said, smiling maliciously, biting the tip of her pen as she set her predatory gaze on him.

 

[UC_Gav]

"Im doing good Mrs Kullman" Jack said as he walked into her office, his arms full of mail.

"Just a few letters for you today" he said placing them on the side of her large desk and taking the clipboard from the top and handing it to her. "Theres a couple of special delivery packages in here too that you need to sign for".

Mrs Kullman was one of the few senior execs Jack didnt mind being around. Sure she had flirted a few times, they all did that but from the whispers in the mailroom she only really went for her direct underlings, those she could blackmail. Of course this was all rhumour but she had never given him reason to be wary of her.

Other than of course the 'starving Woman staring at the last pork chop' look she was giving him now.

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

"Thanks, sweetheart," she responded, signing the clipboard and handing it back to him. She leaned back in her leather chair and put her hands behind her head, arching her back and deliberately showcasing her firm breasts. "Jack, you've been the mail boy for this company for so long. Don't you want to seek some upward mobility?" she asked him, smiling. She could tell she made him just a little bit nervous. She pushed her chair back and stood up, carefully walking towards him, honing in on her prey. She leaned against her desk. "Do you have a family at home, Jack?" she continued. "Assistants, receptionists, and secretaries can make pretty good money here," she said, pursing her lips slightly, her gaze totally violating his body. She rested her ass on the front of her desk, arms and legs crossed, surveying Jack. He began to stammer when she heard the secretary over her intercom.

"M-Mrs. Kullman," he began. "Your one o'clock is here," he finished. She glanced at her clock and it said 12:45.

"Early," she smiled. "Jack, would you like to sit in on the interview? It will only take a minute. If he botches it, I can interview you next. What do you say? I've got a few extra minutes, I wouldn't mind giving you a shot at a little promotion," she was practically hissing through her perfect pearly white teeth.

 

[UC_Gav]

Jack couldn't help but be caught offguard.

"Mrs Kullman i've been applying for a higher position every 6 months for the past 3 years" he said nervously. He knew it was hard to progress in this company but he had tried to convince himself it wasn't that he was being deliberately ignored. Now the fact that she has asked why he hadn't applied showed that if she had seen his application, she hadn't cared at the time.

"Infact ive applied for a position under you at least 3 time" He winced slightly, immediately regretting his choice of words and he noticed her shift, her smile told him what she was thinking of that remark and he could see her eyes devouring him. For his own part he couldn't help but steal a glance at her impressive chest though . "I never got a callback" he finished quietly, lowering his eyes.

He was tempted he had to admit. The extra money would be great but he'd heard the stories about these sort of jobs. The execs worked long hours and their assistants were expected to do the same but it had to be better than the mail room.

He looked himself over, relatively smart. No Jacket but his shirt and tie didn't scream out 'Mail-boy' so he figured himself presentable enough.

He swallowed the lump of nerves in his throat and steeled himself, looking up to stare her in the face, just about avoiding lingering on her chest or her lips. "Id like the opportunity Mrs Kullman."

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

Camille smiled and reached for her glasses. In one graceful swipe they were sitting at the bridge of her nose. She looked so much more intelligent with her thick framed glasses on. "Sit over there, Jack." She commanded. Her office was huge, equipped with a s modern orange sofa and a couple of chairs. A glass coffee table was in the middle with business journals, news papers, Forbes, and Vogue issues. She couldn't remember ever seeing his application. It was a very competitive company and she received so many over qualified applicants. Camille sauntered to her chair, sitting comfortably in it, and crossing her legs. She leaned forward to press the button for the speaker. "Let him in," she said in her low raspy voice.

Immediately her door was beeped open and a tall dreamy boy-man walked in. "Hello, Mrs. Kullman! It's an honor to meet with you, thank you for calling," he announced, eyeing the man sitting in the corner, looking nervous. He made his way to her desk quickly and extended his hand to hers. She shook it and motioned for him to have a seat.

"Your resume?" she asked.

"Oh!" He handed his two page resume to her. She looked it over, unable to recall his specific qualifications.

"Stanford University," she mocked. "West coast, hm?" He half smiled nervously, glancing back at Jack, who sat tense, his interlocked hands placed perfectly on his lap.

"Yes, Ma'am, I grew up in California," he explained.

"Great. So listen here, Larry. I like you and I like your resume. Very much." a broad smile spread across his tanned face. His blue eyes glistened. She continued on. "You're well educated. And articulate. We need that here. That's why you're being offered the position of mail boy." His smile froze, and she could tell he was immediately dissapointed. He knew the importance of getting his foot in the door and showing his face to the company. He would be an idiot to deny the position, even though he was extremely over qualified for it.

"Thank you, ma'am," he responded sincerely, shaking her hand.

"We'll expect great things from you. We do support upward mobility, and love to promote within," she smiled, widening her eyes at him, spreading her glossy lips into a charming and almost sinister smile.

With that, he was gone. "Jack. You start Monday. Be here in my office, alright?" she called to him, not even looking up.

 

[UC_Gav]

Jack didnt really know how to respond. From being offered an interview, to seeing some guy way more qualified than him given his job and then being apparently given a promotion?

"Um...Yes Ma'am" was all he could manage. "I uh, better get these documents back down to the mail room if you dont need anything else?" he asked.

She waved him away with her hand without looking up "Thats fine" she said bluntly and he turned to leave. He couldnt help but feel like she was watching him once his back was turned however.

Jack had noticed one thing though. If his suspicions were correct. He knew Kullman's reputation. Hiring and firing as and when she saw fit, whenever a new piece of meat came to her attention. The look she had given that Larry guy when she had mentioned promotion gave him the distinct impression she intended to get a piece of him at some point in his career and at that point Jack knew he might be looking for a new job. He intended to take this opportunity and get himself a career. Any way he had to.

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Jack walked into the building at 7am that next Monday. Earlier than most of the staff though after working in the mailroom it was a normal start time. He spotted the guy who was taking his old job sat in reception waiting for someone in HR to come give him the welcome tour. 'The girls are gonna love you buddy' he thought to himself as Larry spotted him, seemingly recognising him. Jack smiled weakly and nodded to him. "Be carefull of Floor 9" he said, "lot of crotch grabbers."

He entered the elevator before Larry could reply and rode it up to the 12th. Mrs Kullman's department took up most of this floor and her office took up a good chunk of that space. A couple of the women that worked there glanced up as Jack passed. He couldve sworn he heard one whisper 'fresh meat' under her breath but he ignored it. He didn't care what they thought, he was here to do a job.

"Is Mrs Kullman in yet?" he asked her secretary. He shook his head and replied "not yet but shes due in any sec. You can take a seat till she's here".

Jack looked around, she had said 'in her office' but guessing this was as close as her secretary would allow he took a seat and waited.

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

Camille Kullman strode into view down the long hall and you could feel everyone stiffen at their cubicles. The ladies did not dare cross her, and the men took every chance they could to brown nose her. She was excellent at seeming friendly, but she held your entire career in her hands.

Jack sat up when Camille walked right by him. Her secretary said, "Good morning, Mrs. Kullman. Your new assistant is here." she paused in her tracks, glancing behind her.

"In my office," she said calmly, emphasizing the word 'in'. Jack stood up awkwardly, shooting a glance at the secretary who just shrugged. Camille's large mahogany desk called to her as she threw her Louis Vuitton purse and jacket onto to sofa. "First things first. Keep everything tidy. You grab my coffee. You relay from me to my secretary. You file. You have a little desk there in the corner. Take this huge obnoxious pile of paperwork and throw out anyone without a bachelor's degree. Separate Ivy Leagues from regular universities," she spoke quickly. "And Jake," she said.

"Jack,..." he responded, intimidated.

"Good morning," she smiled tugging at the bottom of her expensive blazer.

He was elbow deep in work and the day had just begun. She had him do a lot of petty work and expected him to smile right through it.

 

[UC_Gav]

'Great start' Jack thought to himself. Already she had forgotten his name, the secretary had got him in trouble and as he had expect he had now been given a pile of menial crap she didn't want to do. But, that's what an assistant is for he mused and kept the smile on his face as he put the pile on his smaller, far more modest desk and got to work sorting it. Considering his years in the mail room this wasn't all that different.

He glanced up every now and then, watched her work, listened to the conversations she had on the phone and via the intercom but for the most part she ignored him.

It had only really taken him an hour to sort through the mammoth pile and arrange them as she instructed. He waited for a moment where she wasn't hard at work or talking to someone before piping up.

"I'm finished with this Mrs Kullman" he said. "Would you like a Coffee before i start on whatever it is you want me to do next?"

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

"Grande non fat sugar free vanilla latte 180 degrees, no foam," she shot back at him, glasses on, pen to the paper, concentrating, and hard at work.

He left the room and returned soon after. He carefully set the latte on her desk and backed away waiting for direction. She sighed as she sat back in her chair, stretching slightly, and gracefully snatching her piping hot coffee. Without wincing, she took a sip of the extremely hot beverage. "Mmm. Great. Listen, we have to stay late tonight. I have a meeting tomorrow and we need to prepare. Do you have any qualms with overtime? I hope not because it's practically in your job description," she smiled, pursing her glossy pink lips to the rim of the cup and sipping carefully. Her eyes were intensely focused on his.

 

[UC_Gav]

"No Maam, thats fine" he answered brightly. Admittedly he had deliberately cleared his calender just incase. He didn't really have anything to go home to anyway, he lived alone and had no one waiting for him so screw it, if it meant a better job then who needs to go home.

"Is there anything you need me to do right now?" he asked. He knew showing initiative was a good thing but he learned a long time ago that 'trying to operate the machine before you've read the instructions is a sure way to lose a hand'. Initiative would come later, right now she hadn't been all that clear on his duties short of 'whatever she wants' and if she didn't want anything it would leave him at a loose end.

"I just want to keep busy" he smiled trying to avoid another withering glare of annoyance.

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

Camille smiled at his enthusiasm for work. "You can put together these employee termination severance packets," she said, shoving a pile of papers to the edge of her desk. She smiled insidiously, raising a brow. This request reminded him that every employee was expendable, and he needed to stay on top of his game.

The floors and floors of clicking stilettos faded as the building emptied out. Camille was used to staying late, and was often the sole office lit up well into the night. She was also single, but kept a little black book for whenever she needed her cravings satisfied. She knew that as the night went on, she would grow tired, frustrated, and horny. She needed an outlet. Camille carefully unbuttoned the top few buttons on her thin expensive blouse.

"Jack, turn the fan on. It's boiling hot in here," she began fanning herself and wafting her blouse, sending the aroma of her fruity Versace perfume mixed with the subtle scent of sweet sweat seductively into the air.

 

[UC_Gav]

It had taken longer to go through that pile than the first one but he was glad the tasks were relatively simple upto now.

The only problem he had was that since he got around the building so much he knew a number of the people on these severence slips. He knew it wasn't his concern but he couldn't help think 'oh that's a shame' when he spotted the name of someone he had liked.

The only real break he'd had was the trips out of the office to get Coffee and Lunch and once he was back it was work while eating but again he hadn't complained. He hadn't really had anything he needed to do anyway.

He looked up and nodded as she asked him to turn on the fan. The steady stream of work she had provided had kept him busy and he only now noticed the time. He got up from his chair and made his way to the control on the wall, flipping the switch and hearing the quiet thrumming hum of the fan power to life and instantly a soft breeze passed through the office.

He looked over, intending to ask her if that was ok but realising the redundancy of the question he halted himself. Not before he found his gaze wandering into the deep valley of her cleavage however as she leant over her desk, still reading whatever was on it and thankfully not on him. He turned almost too quickly and returned to his desk, hoping she hadn't seen the partial bulge she had caused through catching him off guard.

"Is that your perfume?" he asked absent mindedly as he returned to his work. the fan now moving the air around in such a way that amplified her scent "its very nice" he said before freezing, realising how informal that statement had been.

"Um....if you don't mind me saying so Ma'am" he back peddaled already seeing she had fixed him with a stare through those thick rimmed spectacles.

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

"You like it, do you?" she asked, teasingly. She felt bumps begin to form on her skin when the cold air hit her. "We need to take a break. My eyes are burning," she announced, pushing herself back from the desk and stretching. She unbuttoned further down her blouse until right above her navel.

"Um, Ma'am?" Jack stammered.

She eyed him carefully. "I'm not, making you uncomfortable am I?" she asked. He sat at his small desk looking at her.

"No ma'am," escaped his lips in a little louder than a whisper.

"Great. I'm a very hard working woman. I am very stressed for the most part. I need a little relief once in a while," she explained very seriously. She stood up slowly pulling her delicate blouse out of her tight black pencil skirt. "Jack, how far are you willing to go to secure your job? To move up in the company? To please your boss and ensure she is happy with your performance?" she asked, her seductive voice alone arousing Jack. The scene was intoxicating. She reached up behind her head and pulled her pencil out, shaking her slightly curled strawberry blonde hair loose. "How far, Jack?" she asked, raising a brow and smiling alluringly. He loved his name on her erotically enticing lips.

 

[UC_Gav]

He had suspected this might happen but was kinda surprised it was going to be right on his first day. 'Fresh meat indeed' he thought going back to that comment in the office.

"My job is to do what you want Ma'am" he said trying to stay calm. "Im willing to do whatever is needed to ensure my career."

He couldnt help but stare. He had stolen glances at her most of the day. The way her chest pressed outwards against that thin blouse. He had suspected some trick of the cut but now it hung loose and unbuttoned he could see they still pressed proudly out and he could see the inner swell of them as her hair cascaded down around them.

He felt like a small animal being stalked by a great predator and had no doubt she would have no trouble eating him up whole but he looked her in the eye. "Ill do whatever is required"

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

"That's a good boy," she said through her smile. She turned around, her back to the door. She leaned her pert ass up against her mahogany desk. "Come here," she commanded. She didn't look his way but heard his careful foot steps coming towards her. In a few moments, he stood right in front of her, his back to the big windows. "Unzip my skirt," she directed. Without hesitation, he carefully pinched the zipper located on her right side and dragged it down until her skirt fell to the ground. She stepped out of it and kicked it to the side with her black stiletto heels. Her collared shirt was completely unbuttoned, her cleavage and tits were unbelievable, and she noticed Jack hungrily eying her lacy black bra and lacy black thong. "On your knees, please Jack," she said. Keeping her thin thong on, she pushed herself against her desk, hopping up to sit on it. She spread her legs right in front of him dangling her calves off her desk, black heels on, thighs spread wide. He carefully got on his knees, his hands on the mahogany for balance. He positioned himself and was at eye level with her fragrant pussy. He could smell her perfume, and the sweet enticing scent of her tight little cunt. "What next, Jack? Problem solve," she said, leaning back on her arms, pushing her hair out of her face.

 

[UC_Gav]

Jack was hornier than he'd been in a long time, he couldn't deny that. Thankful that the growing tent in his pants wasn't visible to her.

"Yes Ma'am" he said, pausing for a moment. Did she expect efficiency, stimulation, both? He reached forward slowly, placing his hands on the insides of her thighs, stroking softly as he lowered his face towards her expectant pussy.

He continued his hands light work as his mouth reached her, her scent was heavy and he could see her wetness on the underwear she still wore. He breathed out, lightly blowing the air over her damp skin and was rewarded with what he thought was a pleased sigh. Feeling bolder her flicked his tongue out to press against the fabric of her thong, tasting her for the first time. He found the dip of her slit, where her thong pressed against it and pressed firmer with his tongue, slipping it, and her underwear slightly between her pussy lips and began running his tongue from the base, where her entrance soaked her to the small nub of her clit at the top.

He ran his fingers along her thighs they rested at the waistband of her thong. He didn't pull at them though. Perhaps she would prefer to leave it on, he didn't yet know her habits but for now he would leave himself open to instruction.


(OOC: And now i do have to go to bed lol. Goodnight )

 

[Ondines_Kiss]

Camille moaned loudly as her assistant explored her pussy with the tip of his tongue. She reached down and pulled her panties out of the way, digging her fingertips into his hair and pushing his face into her lucious pussy lips. "Deeper, Jack," she moaned, arching her back and pressing herself against his face. "Suck on my clit," she instructed. He began doing so, running his fingers along her thighs. She grabbed his hand and guided his fingers to her tight opening. She rubbed them gently against her slit, obviously wanting him to finger her as he sucked on her swollen nub. He did as he was told, dipping his fingers into her hot, wet, waiting pussy.

He slid his entire middle finger inside her and gasped, "so tight,", the words vibrating against her sweet cunt. She heard this and smiled, enjoying his strong tongue lapping at the sweet juices she was coating his supple lips with.

She sighed as she fell back lying flat on her desk. She kept her legs bent in the air, back arched, fingers tangled in Jack's hair. "Yeah, keep sucking, just like that sweetie," she directed, slightly fucking his face, rocking her body against his tongue and fingers. "Faster," she demanded, feeling the unmistakable heat of an orgasm building up deep in her firm little body.

 

[UC_Gav]

Jack pick up his pace. He couldn't believe how tight her pussy was. It gripped his finger and Jack had to wonder if it was something to do with practice or some exercises she did but either way he was impressed.

Taking her encouragement he raised a second finger, slipping it tightly inside her. He realised her pussy wasn't so much tight as it was strong, she had no trouble accepting his second finger and heard her almost growl as her pussy devoured what was 'fed' to it. He could feel his hard cock throb at the thought.

He breathed hard again, blowing the air through his mouth, over her wet pussy and clit as he twisted his fingers, fighting her tight hole to spread and hook, going after her g-spot. Jack wasn't too experienced, but he knew his tricks. And he wanted to make a very good impression.