Melissa Rules Ok!

by jamaica

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult, Consensual, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Heterosexual, MaleDom, FemaleDom, Rough, Humiliation, Sadistic, Torture, Food, Water Sports, Scatology, Exhibitionism, Foot Fetish, Leg Fetish, Violent, Workplace, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Sexy female boss teases and humiliates one of her male underlings.

It was a big event for the assembled staff, the introduction on Monday afternoon of their new boss. Something of a surprise too. Not so much the arrival of a woman to head up an otherwise all-male department (the 21st century, after all, and besides they already knew that a newcomer called 'Melissa Reynolds' had been appointed) but more her age and appearance. Melissa looked to be no more than late twenties, young for such an exalted position, and she was strikingly attractive. The new Head of Department had been buzzing around in her room for the last few minutes, the large 'HOD' office which looked out across the open plan space where they all worked, and they could tell through the half open blinds that she was quite something. When she finally swept out of her door and into their room to talk to them, they got complete confirmation of that.

Melissa Reynolds had the sort of looks men fantasise about. She was a medium tall brunette with a knockout figure: long shapely legs, high firm tits, a great ass, the works. Her face was pretty, heart-stoppingly so with its flawless olive complexion, the dark flashing eyes, the wide vivacious mouth and generous lips, and it was perfectly framed by her cascading, lustrously wavy hair. As she stood now at the front of the room holding forth on her vision, her plans for the department, the changes she was looking to make bla bla, the twelve members of the audience, away from their desks and seated together for the occasion in two rows of six chairs, struggled to concentrate on the message rather than the messenger.

Melissa's outfit did nothing to quell the excitement. Her dark grey pencil skirt was just above the knee, fell smooth and snug over her hips and buttocks; her white silk blouse was buttoned low and gave a generous hint of the delights within; sheer tights and high heels completed the look. She exuded glamour and sexiness.

The men were spellbound. Christ, were they really going to be working for a hottie like this? Bring it on!

Only one of them had negative feelings about the new arrival. Roger Hargreaves was the most senior employee in the department; he'd been working there forever and had expected the job she'd taken to be his as a matter of course. Roger couldn't believe he'd been passed over in favour of this woman from outside who was at least twenty five years his junior. He was burning with resentment as he sat there with the others. Frustration too, since what he really felt like doing, which was resign and storm off to pastures new, he couldn't do. He needed the income from his job and the bleak economic situation meant that he'd unlikely get another one anytime soon. He'd just have to swallow his pride and suck it up, basically. Try to get on with this 'Melissa Reynolds' as best he could and hope she turned out a reasonable boss. She was certainly a looker, he thought, and despite his antipathy he found his eyes joining those of everybody else's, glued to Melissa's undulating hips and ass as she strolled back and forth at the front of the room. God, the woman was gorgeous!

Roger felt a twitch in his pants, the beginnings of a hard-on. It'd been a long time. Five years since his divorce and absolutely nothing since. He'd rather gone to seed, in truth, he knew that. He'd never been much of a hit with the ladies at the best of times (very few were looking for 'mid-fifties, short, balding, bespectacled, ' let's face it) but he'd shovelled on weight recently (so add 'chubby' to that) and in his increasing loneliness and sexual deprivation had taken to drinking way too much.

His gaze lingered yearningly on the hem of Melissa's sexy skirt as she paraded around. Her legs were simply stunning! More than just the beginnings of a hard-on now. Oh god.

Roger glanced around nervously. Was he the only one being affected in this way by their delectable new female boss? No, he could detect a general stirring of libido in the room. He felt reassured by this but also concerned ... concerned that Melissa might be detecting it too, and that she might not particularly appreciate being ogled by a bunch of guys who now worked for her, might be a little annoyed even. Let's hope she doesn't realise, he thought.

Melissa did realise, of course. She knew exactly the impact she was having on her assembled employees. How could she not, the way they were drooling? As for her being irritated, however, Roger needn't have worried, she was the opposite of that. She'd have been annoyed if they HADN'T been ogling.

Melissa Reynolds was a woman very familiar with her mesmerising effect on the male of the species and she thoroughly enjoyed it. Not only that, she used it to her advantage, had done so many times, often quite ruthlessly. Landing this job, for example: her looks weren't the only reason, she was smart and tough-minded, but it sure didn't harm that Mike Bryant, the company CEO, fancied the pants off her, had made as much clear during the final interview. Melissa had gamed him to perfection. She'd been professional for the most part, demonstrated her ability to do the job, that she was no bimbo, but she'd also flirted and teased a little; not enough to compromise herself but just enough to give Mike the hint of future possibilities ... if he played his cards right.

Starting with offering her the job, naturally, which he almost fell over himself to do.

Today, her first day, she'd spent the morning down with personnel, getting all the introductory stuff dealt with, and had then been taken to lunch by Mike, just the two of them. Mike had stepped up the flirting and Melissa had relaxed and led him on, revelling in the attentions of a powerful older man who so obviously wanted to get into her knickers. Maybe one day she'd let him, she mused, he was certainly attractive enough for the prospect to appeal. He'd have to work for it, though. Melissa liked to keep men dangling for a while before she even considered putting out. That was part of the fun of being a beautiful woman, the power it gave her. Melissa understood this power, found it intoxicating, and she loved to use (and abuse!) it

Like, over lunch, in amongst all the flirting, she'd secured the smitten CEO's agreement to her running the department completely free of interference from any other part of the company. 'Sure, Melissa, it's your show, ' said Mike, dragging his eyes from her magnificent cleavage. 'Whatever you wanna do, just do.'

'Why thank you, kind sir, ' pouted Melissa, feeling Mike's knee press against hers under the table. She pressed back for an instant and then giggled and shifted an inch or two away. 'And you'll memo that to everybody, Mike, will you? That I'm free to run things however I want?'

'Yeah. Do it soon as we get back. You're meeting them all at three o'clock, right?'


'Ok, so they'll have it by then. They'll know the score.'


And he had. The memo from the CEO had hit the screens a few minutes before Melissa had gone in to introduce herself. The memo made it clear that Melissa had been hired to shake things up in the department, that she had carte-blanche to make any changes (processes, personnel, organisation, whatever) she considered fit, and that no dissent would be tolerated. It would be her personal fiefdom. She was Queen Bee.

As she spoke, Melissa was studying Roger Hargreaves. Jeez, what a loser! He looked even less impressive than the photo on his file, she thought, which took some doing. What a risible contrast to the alpha male of similar age she'd just had lunch with!

Mike had briefed her about Roger during their lunch. She'd heard how he was 'part of the furniture', that he was at least ten years older than anybody else in the department, that no way was he 'HOD material' but that he was 'fucking devastated, silly bastard' not to have gotten the promotion, all of which had rather amused her. 'Old Hargreaves will be delighted to hear about all these new powers the HOD position suddenly carries, ' Mike joked, as they were leaving the restaurant. Melissa had laughed at that. 'Maybe I'll have some fun with the poor guy, ' she said, mischievously, safe in the knowledge of the CEO's contempt for Roger Hargreaves. 'Bitch!' said Mike, flashing her a knowing grin. Melissa giggled. 'But also the boss, right?' she said. Both of them knew that by 'have some fun' Melissa meant that she was going to have herself a ball persecuting the wretched Roger. It was fine with Mike. 'Yeah, babe, you're the boss, ' he said. 'Just agreed that, haven't we?'

Melissa smirked inwardly now at how Roger was continually eyeing her legs but trying to be furtive about it. She sensed a guy who was kind of weak and pathetic, the sort who crumpled around good-looking women. 'Perfect!' she thought, her twisted imagination musing on different ways to torment him, to make his life at work a total misery. Melissa was determined to make a success of this job but she fully intended to enjoy herself along the way. A dozen men at her beck and call, what more could a girl want?

She was having a good time already, she admitted, swanning around like this in front of her new underlings, enjoying the spotlight, basking in the waves of lust coming her way. She put some extra sway into her hips, pleasantly conscious of a dozen pairs of admiring male eyes following her every move, The situation was rather delicious, Melissa thought, experiencing a thrilling sense of her power (in every sense) over these men. Should I be a real prick-tease? she wondered, glancing at the table just behind her. Yes, why not? Melissa sauntered to the table and sat on it. She held all the cards here and she felt like indulging herself. Felt like being a little bit wicked.

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