Sexy Boss Little Puck asks 'can you focus at the task at hand'
Chad squirms in the dim waiting room, cock already twitching against his slacks as he waits for what he thinks is a boring interview. Little Puck strides in like sin in heels, starting with the usual bullshit about experience and skills before her voice drops into a low, filthy purr. Her questions turn wicked fast—how he handles pressure, whether he follows orders without hesitation, if he's comfortable with hands-on demonstrations that involve her fingers tracing his chest, gripping his thighs, or worse. The air crackles with heat as she invades his space, making it crystal clear this isn't an office or a normal interview; it's a filthy audition where getting hired means stripping down, spreading out, and letting her use him however she wants until she's satisfied he can handle every depraved demand. Chad's pulse hammers as he realizes just how far he's willing to go—on his knees, bent over, or anywhere else—to land the job.
