Jasmine is in for an interviewer at our special company. She's cruised through the aptitude tests, but she needs to show that she's ready to give everything up to us.

She needs a lot of persuasion to start showing me even what's hiding under her white shirt, and black miniskirt. Looking for assurances I can't actually give at every stage. I squeeze as much of a performance out of her as I can, feeding her secret desires to be watched and shared along the way.

But, there's a big question. Do you think I should hire her after this performance?

Wontherine knew the assignment when she came for this interview. Dressed in a simple white shirt, black skirt, and black nylon stockings, she's very much passed the looks part of the tests.

How far will she go to get the job? Will she let me instruct and watch her in using a double-headed vibrator? Of course she will, and I'm going to take control of the vibrations flooding her for my own pleasure.

Gigi Rouge is applying for senior position, knowing she'll have to stretch to meet the new requirements. She's about to find out that not only her skills, but her holes are going to be stretched in her new full-service role.

We start with nudity. Once I tell her to open up her shirt and show me her breasts, she realises what's happening and all her nervousness melts away. Now she's revealed as the kind of slut we want working for us.

Next step is the vibrator. She's surprised this wand comes with an extra stalk and needs talking through exactly how to use it. The giggling at the new sensations needs to go before she meets clients.

Can't let her go without seeing the ass under the skirt though. Getting her up on her knees, and presenting, I can see her satisfying curves and picture my hands kneading them like dough.

Getting her sat back down and pushing her to the strongest setting on the vibe, I give her a 15 minute deadline so I can evaluate how good she looks when she cums. Once I'm happy her O face is slutty enough for me, I send her off to go make sure her blowjob skills are good enough.

Lush Lexi has been caught smoking. She knows it's a filthy habit and that we want our students to focus their oral attention where their masters want. Her entry into my office isn't what I expect from her either - I don't even notice that she's walking the halls barefoot with the way she's trying to disappear into the background.

Getting her sucking on a vibrator is easy enough. She tells me that she wants this, but far too quickly and quietly. Filling her up with one toy and getting her to attach the nipple clamps is easy but unsatisfying. Direct instruction is working, but what is she going to be like when she goes out by herself again.

I take her up to the edge, and finally give her the countdown. One orgasm later and she's done for now. Her promises to discard everything smoke related feel half hearted, even in the afterglow.

I'm going to have to bring her in again and train her harder. Get her back to basics until she's doing as well as her peers. As it is, her sponsor is going to be very unhappy with her training.

I've been feeling rather flat recently so I've invited Jasmine Brooks to my office to help cheer me up. Unlike normal sessions, I'm not going to be helping her with a problem. Today, it's all for me.

Jasmine is a good little slut and quickly shows me what I want to see. She spreads her legs and shows her pussy unencumbered by underwear. Next, she opens up the buttons on her shirt so that I can see the curves of her tits and the pink little nubs capping them.

While I watch, she prepares her pussy for my toys with her fingers. First is the wand, followed by a rabbit-style thruster. The thruster gets a friend in the form of vibrating nipple clamps. Finally it's replaced by my favourite, the stiff and throbbing double-motored dolce.

Through all of this, I control the vibrations reaching through this young woman's skin to the depths of her soul. When she's ready, I give her the countdown and watch her buck and writhe on the device.

When she leaves for her next session, I'm already looking forward to next time we meet.

Cherry Tart is coming to me in the middle of an anxiety spiral. She's so desperate to be on stage as Juliet in the Academy's rendition of Romeo and Juliet: The Curse of the Step-Cousins, but she has just one problem. When she's on stage, being looked at by an audience, getting thoroughly spit-roasted she just can' t cum.

I try to get ahead of her spiral. Giving her permission to act out the orgasm to let her fall back into practised routines takes away the worry of the audience for now. Here with me, she can take her place with her imaginary co-stars and make all the noise she needs to.

She's not all the way there yet though. She still needs to be showing her own authentic feelings. Both her sets of lips should be quivering and pulsing with her need to be played with by her fake step-cousins.

We go back to what always works with these students. Replacing the anxious thoughts with the strumming of a vibrator in their most private parts. Cherry strips down for me, and takes the lubed up vibrator into her core. As she talks me through the scene she's been struggling with, I push her to replace those worries with the thrumming buzzes she can only get from me. It doesn't take long before she is throwing away whatever script she was trying to remember and letting her mind go blank. The only thing she can feel is the imagined stares of the audience as she breaks down over the pulses I'm giving her.

When she recovers, slowly surfacing from her fantasy, her confidence is completely restored. Thanks to my help, she knows she's going to be the best actress I've ever seen.

Gigi Rouge enters my office completely naked. Completely naked. Something must have gone very wrong with her training. Her entire being is totally focused on being a sex object now. She's forgotten that we want her to be a sex object first and a helper second. Her refusal to follow instructions is holding her back in the Academy.

Before anything else, I test her to see how defiant she's become. Can she keep her hands out of her pussy while reading and remembering a small piece of text? She fails at this, her giggles at the thought of being a good girl rattle around my office.

I ramp things up with the vibrators. If she can keep reading, I'll take care of pulsing pleasure up into her pussy. But no, her fingers keep drifting back down, daring me to do something more to her.

She doesn't think I will do more, but there's a next step in her correction. I describe what's going to happen because she hasn't listened to me. First, she'll visit the nurse for a chastity belt fitting. Second, she'll be taken to be used and denied release for days. As soon as she realises that I'm serious, her giggling finally stops.

Her last orgasm for the foreseeable future happens on my countdown. When I see her next, she's going to be in uniform.

Gabbie comes to my office because she's been told that she's been disappointing some of the other teachers. While her presentation has been excellent, both of herself and of her work, she has to work on her voice. Specifically, her ability to express her horniness and her need for pleasure.

She listens to my reassurance, slowly opening up. She knows she needs to communicate more, but sometimes the words just won't come while she cums. There's a solution for this, and that's practice. We're going to have a little practice now, starting with some simple moaning.

Her first attempts show that she's making an effort. Her second attempt is much improved by her fingers sliding into her underwear and beginning to explore herself. From there, something connects in her mind and it only takes a little prompting to get her to describe how hot and wet her fingers are making her feel. A little more, and she's telling me how she imagines it would feel for my fingers to be stretching her tight hole.

To push her further, I make her take the vibrator and slide it deep into her core. She's found her voice and can give me every detail of its passage through her lips. The vibrations steal her voice again and I have to give her a phrase to repeat to help her through. The simplest phrase works to unblock her, "I'm a good girl".

I listen to her cum over and over again, listen to her describe the throbbing heat in her pussy, listen to the warbling of her voice as all her muscles seize and her nerves spark with her desire for more.

But I'm not done. I want to admire the body she's been hiding under her shirt before I let her go. I want to torment her nipples as well as her pussy, so I make her attach the vibrating nipple clamps and sit up straight. Another round of hearing her tell me that she's a good girl who wants to cum and it's time for my favourite part. Countdown after countdown to a verbal trigger in quick succession. One last command, and she breaks entirely, losing her mind to her body's sensations.

Kitty comes to my office at half eight in the morning lugging a textbook with her. I watch her pretty dumb blonde face scrunched up in confusion as she asks for help to understand her coursework.

I know she already has the capacity. All the students at the academy do. They just need to relax, open themselves up, and let the knowledge enter them. Just like the vibrator I tell Kitty to slide into her pussy. She takes her time, using it to play with herself.

Once she's filled with silicon bulge, she pulls her panties over it and sits up straight so all the power pushes deep into her nerves. I'm enjoying the view as she starts to moan. I tell her to lift her top so I can see the pretty pink bow on her shirt resting on her tits and highlighting her pretty pink little nipples.

Now I can see them, I think those nipples need to feel something too. It's time for the vibrating nipple clamps. She whimpers when they bite on her hardened flesh. When the vibrations sync up between her pussy and her tits, she starts to squirm.

She's lost in the pleasure now. Short-circuited by every pulse. I have to remind her that by letting the knowledge in she will please her Master and in turn her master will please her.

When I'm ready to see her crest the wave, I give her a countdown. She forgets herself and calls me Master, so I have to gently remind her that I'm only her Professor.

When she comes down, she's feeling much better about herself. Giving my vibe a clean with her mouth and flashing her creamy pussy, she flounces out. But, like the ditz she still is, she's left her textbook behind.

Alora Lux bursts into my office in a panic, desperately wanting me to get it out. It takes a moment for me to realise that she means the vibrator stuck in her pussy. I get her sat down on the couch with her legs wide open so I can see what's happening.

She already knows I'm here to help, and that help starts with getting the vibrator going. While we wait for the pleasure to start spreading and loosening her muscles, we make small talk. I'm having fun teasing her while we talk about her memories of Chloe - the taste of her pussy, the feeling of her body, the sight of her breasts.

The memories help - she's forgetting her panic from earlier. It doesn't take long before she's telling me how much she wants to cum. I'm enjoying watching her squirm too much though, so I make her wait longer.

When I'm satisfied, I count her down. Three, two, one. She comes so hard the toy slides right out. I've become her pussy-saver. Next time though, she'll come to me when she wants to play with toys again.

Alora Lux sits across from me in a pale pink satin blouse, already slipping off one shoulder, bra strap peeking out from underneath. She's nervous, but eager to make a good impression. All she wants to know is if she'll get the job.

I have to make her wait. It wouldn't be fair to tell her the decision before I've teased out the last thing I need to know. We've covered all the questions about the work she'll be contracted to do but will she be a good cultural fit?

After asking the usual questions to make sure she'll be a hard worker, she starts to pick up the hints. Will she get really hands-on? Start using her massage training to help relieve stress in the office? Her demonstration of self-massage helps break the ice more. She catches up to my hints and suggests removing some of her clothing.

By the time she has slowly stripped down to black stockings, garter belt and calf-high boots, she knows exactly what kind of work hard, play hard culture we have. Her smile at the thought says everything. She's ready to demonstrate exactly how she will submit as our newest stress relief.

I hand her the body massager and ask for a demonstration of what she'd do while sitting on my desk. We keep talking about the possibilities of her employment as an office slut. Everything we talk about just turns her on more and more.

She knows what's coming. Our talk has turned her on so much, she's worried about making a mess. Worried what I'll think. I keep pushing her, tell her to keep going. I want to watch what happens when she goes too far for me. I didn't expect that she would soak both my leg and couch with her warm juices. I'm happy with her though, I know I can rely on this one to be a good desk pet later.

Alora Lux is your loyal puppy girlfriend. Grinning, eager, dark hair pulled back, soft belly teased by a white crop top. Leggings hugging her all natural curves. She wants sexy walkies. But first, training. Can't have her embarrassing you the first time you throw her remote control vibrator to full.

First you give her the vibrator to stuff deep in her pussy and reach up to her clit. Letting her hide it under fabric so it stays pressed hard against her sensitive spot. You give her collar to her, get her leashed and hold on to the other end for her.

The treadmill starts to hum. Alora mounts it, legs already unsteady, trying to keep her composure against the first blasts. The lesson: walk normal. Don't let on. Every step jolts that vibrator under her leggings while she struggles to maintain pace, panting through a smile, thighs tensing, hoping nobody would know she's being edged with every stride.

It's a game of orgasm control for you. For her, it's agonising pleasure because she doesn't get to stop when she falls hard over the edge. She has to keep walking, no matter how she whimpers. No matter how much she wants to touch herself, she can't stop.

There's more training to come for her. For now though, she's done well.

Puppy play with hidden public control and vibrator training.