The story is about an experienced Mistress who filters through an interview a subject who is looking for a change in his life and in the process she makes his submissiveness surface and hopefully turn him soon into the slave she is seeking.
I sincerely thank Mistress4one who has helped edit this story.
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I'm having one of those moments in life were all that's around me just does not look right. The wind of needed change is brushing my existence, which may soon become a must. Although, I'm not prone to radical changes, I know through self experience I have to change or clash into turmoil if I do not follow my instincts. This only means I've had enough of following the same line of business and being not happy with how I'm doing. As a first attempt, I got into reading different ads coming across. One of which seems out of the ordinary and it's nearly two weeks old. Generally, the place is covered by this time. For the sake of curiosity, I decided to write to it wondering what truly made me catch my eye in it. Maybe, it's a non-standard business like request, anyway. It basically says: "Position for male; middle aged or older; responsible; available to travel; adaptable; obedient; possibility for a lifelong career. Email to mistgdess. Three days later, an email from that address was sent back to me, letting me know that I'm offered an interview and to please let them know a date and time that is most convenien. Additionally, the email asked to confirm if I'm currently attached. I let them know the date and time to meet after my office day; letting them know that currently I'm not attached, which felt peculiar, but then again, not strange either.
The given day, I turned up at the appointed address, not finding an office building as I thought I would, but a nice house. In a way, that matches the ad, which is not at all business like and since I want change, this could be the right choice. I said this to myself with a positive attitude, as I made my way to the door. I rang the bell and soon the door opened to be greeted by a very delightful woman. She was younger than I am, with interesting features. She looked friendly and somewhat strict at the same time; good looking, hair by her shoulders. She's about my height, maybe slightly taller, even without heels I guessed, since with three-inch heels she is towering me. She was dressed in a two-piece women's suit, slim fit; wearing glasses, with nice big eyes behind those glasses, but I could not yet get a reading from her.
"Hello Sean, I'm Cybil. Pleased to meet you." She said, and gave me her hand.
"Hello Cybil. Pleased to meet you, too." I said, feeling her hand and immediately liking the feel of her skin. Although, we are past our thirties, she looks and keeps young.
"Likewise. Follow me please." She said, in a candid way and led me to the living room. "Please sit down."
"Thank you." I said, as I sat. There was something in the way we looked at each other that did not quite fit within a classic job interview. I like her. I'm drawn to her. It's unexplainable. A quick thought went passed my mind; how will I deal with her if I do get selected for the post? As she asks, and I answer to her, the same line of thought carries on in me, it is all just different. Although, I'm positively attracted to her and at least in my thoughts, she finds an attraction towards me, or so I guess, it is more than chemistry that I do feel now, what is it that she possesses which gets me distracted in this interview I'm having?
"Sean, I've seen your resume and you seem to have qualities I'm looking for. About the job description, I can inform you that as said in the ad, it's to become my personal assistant. When I say personal, it means you are to assist me in everything I demand from you. I see that you are not attached, which is another reason you are here now. Tell me, have you ever been an assistant before? I mean personal?" Cybil inquired as she started moving forward.
"No, I have not. But I'm open for a change and I'm willing to learn." I said, leaving my thoughts about her for a moment and getting my mind back into the interview.
"I like willingness, but far more obedience. Do you consider yourself obedient, Sean?" Cybil asked, starting to dig in.
"I obey my boss. So, if in the event that I become yours, sorry, that sounds wrong. I'm employed by you; I understand that I'll obey you." I said, trying to fix the choice of words mentioned.
"Your choice of words does not sound wrong to me, but let's carry on. I am to be your boss and yes that is understood, Being my personal assistant has to cover more than what is generally required and expected from an assistant in a business-like environment. My requirements do stretch by far more than you would generally expect from the strict meaning of it. There are many obligations that go beyond office obligations. Of course, this would be fully revealed to you if the job becomes yours. How far would you go rendering service?" A moment of silence is purposely placed by my interviewer, not expecting an answer from me, but making me aware of her dominant nature. I did not answer. She let ten seconds go by, and only then Cybil requested, "Would you serve me a cup of coffee, please?"
"Of course, Cybil. Do you take sugar, milk or both?" I asked.
"The coffee pot and cups are there. No sugar; just a drop of milk." Cybil said.
I got up and served the coffee to her, "Here, Miss Cybil."
"I like your attitude, Sean. Do you want a coffee? If so, serve yourself."
"Thank you, Cybil." I did serve myself a cup.
"Your manners are a plus. I'm letting you know now that I have another five candidates in mind, who have been interviewed before you." Cybil said, looking at me.
"Will I be the sixth one?" I asked, interested in being added to the list.
"Maybe. Let's dig a little deeper and see. How about cooking, errands and or including some house chores, if they happen to be needed?" Cybil asked.
"They are strange requests, but then again, I'm seeking change, so yes. Although, I need to be taught in a number of matters since my expertise in your needs might be limited." I said, as she is obviously testing my limits and at the same time checking if I agree with them. This job is not business-like; it's more into the butler service, at least up to now.
"That is not a problem. Everything can be taught and I will have patience with you. So now I can say, you have become fifth on the list. I have discarded a candidate by your answer. Well done." Cybil said, with a grin.
"Hum." All I said.
"If the job required you to go through some indoctrination, by that I mean rules in which you will have to abide, if not they'd have consequences for you, what would you answer to that?" Cybil asked, still quite far from being able to express openly the correct name given to this job.
"Would I get booted?" I asked, in return.
"Not necessarily. But yes, you'd get penalties that could become, in a way, painful to you." She kept distant, and yet not, as she said it.
"I'm not sure I fully understand you, but as mentioned before, I'm willing to try." I said, trying to get to the bottom of it, understanding that pain is translated into money penalties.
"Good, Sean. You are now fourth on the list." Cybil said, adding, "Would you consider your nature as that of a submissive? Very submissive or otherwise?"
"This is another strange question. To give you an answer, it would depend with who and for what. I know life can take us to situations in which we have no other choice than to become whatever is needed." I said, now feeling strange. Interested, but lost, regarding how far this can go and where it is truly heading to.
"Would you be submissive, with me?" Cybil asked, waiting for an affirmative answer from me.
