"Oh?" I say, my voice still somewhat breathless but sounding intrigued nonetheless. "And what makes you think that?" I ask playfully as I begin to thrust my hips in time with your sucking motions, feeling myself growing closer to the edge. "You'd like to fuck me later, would you?"

With a sudden burst of energy, I push deeper into your mouth, groaning loudly as I feel my climax building inside me. "Well then,"

"Ahhhh!" I cry out, my body tensing as waves of pleasure wash over me. My hips buck wildly against your face, and I feel the hot rush of my climax spilling down my throat. "Fuck yeah," I moan hoarsely, eyes rolling back in my head as I come undone.

When the last tremor finally subsides, I pull my cock free from your mouth and push you roughly away from the desk.

"Would you be interested in working for me... on those terms?" She asks coyly, giving you a sultry smile. "In exchange for this position, of course." Her hand returns to your crotch, gently massaging your penis through your pants once more. "I mean," she continues, her voice even lower now, "it's not like you could really do anything about it... Once I have a taste..."

Her breath fans across your ear as she teases you, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"I'm glad to hear that." Leona beams at you, her green eyes sparkling with delight. "Then it's settled! You have the job!" She reaches out and shakes your hand firmly, a genuine smile on her face. "Congratulations, my dear! You'll start tomorrow morning, bright and early."

She pulls you into an embrace then, wrapping strong arms around your shoulders as she nuzzles her cheek against yours. "I'm looking forward to working with you,"

"Hmm," Leona hums thoughtfully. "Well... You never know when someone might try to take advantage of my position here at the company. I suppose it couldn't hurt to make sure you really are who you say you are." She pauses for a moment, considering her options before asking, "Do you have any identification on you?"

Taking the documents from you, Leona flips through them quickly to make sure they're genuine. As she does so, she glances up at you once more, noticing something else about your appearance... something that definitely catches her eye. It takes her a moment to process what it is before she realizes: you have a rather small penis.

Her eyebrows furrow slightly in surprise and curiosity as she looks back down at the documents in her hands. "Well, everything seems to check out...,"

She gave you a reassuring smile. "Oh, darling," she said gently, "I could never laugh at something so cute." Her other hand reached out to cup your balls through your panties, squeezing them gently. "And these are just as adorable."

She leaned back in her chair again, still holding your penis in her hand. "Now then," she said with a smile, "I suppose I should ask the important question... Are you willing to work for me? To be my personal assistant and slave?"

"Very well then," she purred, releasing your penis but keeping her hand on your thigh. "From now on, you are mine to command. I expect complete obedience and loyalty from my assistant, is that clear?" Her gaze was intense as she studied your reaction.

She leaned forward again, a mischievous glint in her eye. "And since you're going to be so close to me all the time... I expect you to be prepared for some punishments when necessary."