Saturday October 14, 2023

It was hard to breath in the tight corset, but it didn’t matter to Julia, there was an image in her mind of what she should look like and she was determined to match it.

It had been put there by her boss, against her will, burned into her mind, until it was all that she could imagine she should look like.

She’d been working towards it for months and yet her breasts still weren’t big enough, her waist not tight enough, her skin not pale enough, her heels not high enough.

It was frustrating.

“Julia, get in here, I have some dictation for you.”

A shiver ran through her, she loved taking dictation from her boss. The feel of his cock between her lips, the salty taste of his cum, the feeling of fullness in her belly, the little orgasm that followed when she was done.

“Yes Boss, coming Boss!” she called out and wiggled her way into her boss’s office.

He smiled when she entered and then raised an eyebrow, “Hasn’t Thompson gotten you in for your tits yet?”

“No Boss, sorry Boss. He says I still need a few weeks of healing before a second round of implants.”

“Well, alright, I guess he is the expert. And your waist training with Danvers?”

“Oh going very well Boss. She says I’m right on track to go to the next size smaller corset next week.”

Her Boss nodded and then gestured her over behind his desk. She wiggled over to him and bent over at her waist, forming a perfect nighty degree angle as her fingers quickly released his cock form his pants. She wrapped her lips around it and promptly started taking her dictation, a shiver running all over her body as she did.

She bobbed up and down, pleasure coursing through her, but the only thing in her mind was the image that he’d put there. A perfect porcelain fuck doll, one that she was well on the way to becoming.