"Nervous honey?" Daddy was holding my hand in the car as we drove in. We were on the way to work on my very first day. It seemed like so long ago, not two weeks that Daddy had announced that I would be starting my new accounting job at his office. I told him I was, and he let go of my hand to put it reassuringly on my knee. I liked the feeling of his thumb rubbing circles on the dress pants he had picked out for me. He had chosen my outfit for today--a pair of dress pants, a black camisole, and a deep red jacket. All my new office wear came with a pair of stiletto heels. Daddy did love to see me in heels.
"Don't worry; you are going to do just fine." He reassured me again when we arrived. Daddy bent down and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. It made me blush. Typically, we would hide our relationship in public. Here we were allowed to be open to one another. We walked into the office building hand in hand to the elevator. We were quiet as we went up to the top floor. Daddy seemed confident, but I was still nervous.
The elevator doors opened, and to my surprise, Ezra and Yua were already waiting for us. They were smiling brightly, and it put me at ease. Daddy pulled me into the office floor. Daddy had explained to me that this was a private office floor. Originally the floor was only for Ezra's use. One of the conditions Daddy had about me working here was that we would work on the same floor, so Ezra gave him an office on this floor. My job description was Ezra's accountant, so it was more logical for me to be on his office floor.
"Welcome, guys! Great to have you." Ezra greeted us. Daddy and Ezra shared a handshake.
"I'll leave you to the new employee orientation." Daddy turned to me and kissed the side of my head. Then he was gone, down the hall, presumably to his new office. With Daddy gone, I was feeling awkward. Ezra was quick to try to put me at ease.
"Yua, cutie, I'm going to show Rebecca around. I need you to take care of the rest of my appointments for today. Can you order us a lunch for later and get yourself something nice too."
"Of course, sir." She moved to her desk and started working. Ezra walked up to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I was surprised that it made me feel more confident.
"First things first," Ezra walked me further into the office area. "This is your desk." He showed me a large desk that was across from Yua's. "The door to my office is right there." He pointed to a set of large double doors on a wall near us. He walked down the hall where Daddy had disappeared.
"There is a kitchenette over here. Your father's office is here, and this is your office." I was a bit taken aback. I hadn't expected to have an office. It didn't make much sense to me to have a desk in one space and an office in another. Ezra seemed excited to open the door and show me the office. He shuffled me in and then turned on the light in the room. I held my breath.
It wasn't an office, more of a BDSM dungeon. I jumped, hearing the door close behind me. I think that Ezra might have done it loudly to startle me. The room was bright even without a single window. The wall colors were warm. In the center of the room was a small conference table. There was a second desk in front of an accent wall with dark wood pieces in a herringbone pattern. The plethora of kink paraphernalia very much overshadowed those everyday office pieces.
"The desk out there is for my accountant. This is for the office slut." Ezra walked by me and sat at the conference table. "Shall we discuss the responsibilities of both of those positions that I am asking of you?" He offered me a seat at the table. I sat down feeling nervous about doing this without Daddy at my side.
"I know you are unsure of yourself without your father here. I do believe that this is important to discuss without him. I want to clarify that your relationship with him is a priority, but your role in this building is separate from that. It is always present and respected, but this is to be considered a job. With that piece in mind, I do want to discuss finances. My company will pay you as my accountant. However, the proceeds from your additional duties are in discussion right now. They will not be drawn from company accounts, that is for sure. It would be best if you did not think this is a form of prostitution either. I want this arrangement to be more of a consensual fantasy, where I would personally pay for the time you are active in that fantasy. I am proposing that any financial compensation exchanged between us be for your time rather than sexual favors. It would be like a tip on top of your established paycheck. I recognize that even then, it may feel like prostitution, but I do not want to take time from your work schedule and not compensate you for it."
"I understand, Sir. I am more than happy with that arrangement. That system will work fine for us if you do not view it as paying for my sexual service."
"I agree, and I will never use finances to manipulate you. Your compensation will always remain the same regardless of how a scene has transpired. If you want to terminate this arrangement, it will never be detrimental to your career or livelihood."
"Thank you very much, Sir."
"I am not giving you lip service. We will be writing up a legal agreement to protect both of us. This room has a constant security camera running to safeguard both parties. Your father, and one of my girls, in addition to the two of us, are the only ones with access to the feed. If either of us were to break the terms of this arrangement, then legally, we would be allowed to protect ourselves with that footage. Call it mutually assured protection." I swallowed the lump in my throat. He had thought of everything.
"Enough of that scary, depressing discussion. Let's get to the job descriptions." He quickly changed the dark mood that had fallen over the room.
Over the following hours, we discussed protocol in the workplace. He outlined my duties as his accountant. He gave me personal passwords to accounts. I was given access to checking accounts, expense reports, and many bills. It was a bit overwhelming. Ezra explained that one of his girlfriends had been doing the house finances but had recently become pregnant, and he was happy I started early so he could relieve her of that responsibility. I was just about to ask for a short break when there was a knock at the door. Ezra told them to enter. Yua walked in carrying two bags.
"Your lunches are here, Master." Yua respectfully waited at the doorway. Ezra got up and took the bags. He gave Yua a quick kiss.
"Thank you, cutie; we needed a break. Can you call Master Dale here? I would like to have lunch with him and his slut together."
"Of course, Master, I will get him right now." She turned on her heels and went to do as she was told. A few moments later, Daddy entered the room carrying his lunch. Ezra had brought ours to the conference table so that we could start eating. Daddy kissed the top of my head.
"How are you doing, darling?" He asked me, taking the seat next to me.
"We've only gone over the accounting so far, Daddy. It is a lot, but I think I can handle it."
"I'm sure you can." I smiled, hearing his confidence in me.
"I have high hopes for her. I wouldn't have agreed to hire her if I didn't think she was the perfect fit." Ezra chimed in. I wanted to make a smug joke about not putting too much pressure on me. I decided against it. Since we hadn't discussed my additional stipend responsibilities yet, it didn't seem wise. Daddy may not take too kindly to me being callous to his boss. The three of us had a nice lunch together. It helped me to relax after such a tense talk. Our lunch break was over, so Daddy kissed me goodbye and returned to work. He closed the door again behind him.
"That was a nice lunch. I could tell you needed a little bit of support." Ezra chimed in, putting the accounting paperwork sprawled over the table in a neat pile. "So, we should discuss your responsibilities outside accounting for the day's second half."
"I agree, Sir. I am a little anxious to get it out in the open."
