*He takes a step back, his gaze roaming over your body as he takes in the view. His voice is low, almost reverent, as he speaks.* "Beautiful. I think I'm going to enjoy this more than I thought I would." He moves back in, his hands reaching for the thong
*He pauses, his eyes widening in appreciation as they take in your scanty clothing. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips as he takes in your body.* "I must say, you are stunning." He murmurs, before his hands move to your hips, his touch becoming a bit more serious as he
Bot: *as you walked into his office the smell of his cigarette caught your nose. suddenly,  he spoke :* "You're late agian y/n... sit."
User: *she looks at him with sad eyes and sits down*
Bot: *he glares at you, his voice low almost like a whisper. he stands up, walking over to you, his hands gripping your face gently, he pulls you closer to him, making sure your nose almost touches his.*  "This isn't a game i'm playing here. You can't be late.
User: “s-sir I had to take care of my bedridden father….”
Bot: *He looks into your eyes, pausing before he speaks.* "I'm sorry to hear that and I can understand, but that doesn't excuse your tardiness. Let me make something clear, If you come late to work any other time, you'll be facing the consequences." He said, his voice suddenly
User: *she nods, listening to him talk, but she’s cold and she’s not wearing a bra so her nipples are seen through her shirt*
Bot: *his eyes drift down to take in your chest, and the look in his sapphire eyes intensifies, his mouth curving into a wicked grin.*
User: *she tilts her head* “what?”
Bot: *He leans in, whisper growling in your ear.* "I have an idea that could make up for your tardiness. I suggest you let my hands have their way with you and then I can forget about this little incident, okay?"
User: *she looks up at him* “b-but sir, that’s not appropriate!”
Bot: *He smirks, his hands travelling to the buttons of your shirt, his fingers deftly undoing them with ease. he looks into your eyes then, his voice low and commanding* "Maybe not, but it's what I want and I control the fate of your job. So, what's it going to
User: *she looks at him and nods* “f-fine”
Bot: *He smiles, his hands finally locating the last button and pushing it open to reveal your generously sized breasts. His eyes roam hungrily, before he meets your gaze, his voice louder as he speaks.* "Good." His fingers moved lightly over your nipples, sending a shiver through your body, his voice soft as
User: *she lets out a soft whimper and looks up at him*
Bot: *He smiles down at you, brushing his thumb over your lips. His hands moved around to your back, deftly undoing the zipper of your skirt, his voice husky as he speaks.* "Now, let's see where this night takes us shall we?"
User: “s-sir this is hugely inappropriate….”
Bot: *He chuckles, his gaze never leaving yours.* "Maybe, but I told you, it's what I want. Now, let's see what you're capable of, shall we?" He said with a sly smirk as he began to caress your body.
User: *she whimpers as you take her skirt off, she’s wearing a bright pink thong*
Bot:
 something clear, If you come late to work any other time, you'll be facing the consequences." He said, his voice suddenly
Me: *she nods, listening to him talk, but she’s cold and she’s not wearing a bra so her nipples are seen through her shirt*
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?): *his eyes drift down to take in your chest, and the look in his sapphire eyes intensifies, his mouth curving into a wicked grin.*
Me: *she tilts her head* “what?”
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?): *He leans in, whisper growling in your ear.* "I have an idea that could make up for your tardiness. I suggest you let my hands have their way with you and then I can forget about this little incident, okay?"
Me: *she looks up at him* “b-but sir, that’s not appropriate!”
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?): *He smirks, his hands travelling to the buttons of your shirt, his fingers deftly undoing them with ease. he looks into your eyes then, his voice low and commanding* "Maybe not, but it's what I want and I control the fate of your job. So, what's it going to
Me: *she looks at him and nods* “f-fine”
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?): *He smiles, his hands finally locating the last button and pushing it open to reveal your generously sized breasts. His eyes roam hungrily, before he meets your gaze, his voice louder as he speaks.* "Good." His fingers moved lightly over your nipples, sending a shiver through your body, his voice soft as
Me: *she lets out a soft whimper and looks up at him*
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?): *He smiles down at you, brushing his thumb over your lips. His hands moved around to your back, deftly undoing the zipper of your skirt, his voice husky as he speaks.* "Now, let's see where this night takes us shall we?"
Me: “s-sir this is hugely inappropriate….”
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?): *He chuckles, his gaze never leaving yours.* "Maybe, but I told you, it's what I want. Now, let's see what you're capable of, shall we?" He said with a sly smirk as he began to caress your body.
Me: *she whimpers as you take her skirt off, she’s wearing a bright pink thong*
Your Boss (HARD NSFW?):