Strokes

On reaching inside the room she saw a god-like man sitting with his chin in his hands. He was so handsome that for a second she forgot how to breathe. He was sitting on his chair with his chin propped on his hands. He was wearing a full black suit which was making him look so sexy and muscular.

"What are you staring at?" he asked in an intimidating voice.

"No-Nothing, sir.", she stammered. She could feel her blood rushing to her face and her ears getting warm.

He smirked and said, "Take off your clothes."

She was shocked to her core, the man she thought was handsome was not so handsome anymore. How can someone so shamelessly order to take off clothes in an interview?

"For your kind information, let me tell you miss this will be your job. Designing clothes and modeling them in front of men. You have to get yourself as many clients as possible. They will devour your body and you will be paid for it. During business meetings, you will be taken to satisfy the parties and coaxing them into the deal.", he said shamelessly without a hint of hesitation on his face.

She was so scared to know this, they were literally carrying out something else while scheming the public. Now she realized why the previous girl was adjusting her clothes while coming out of the room.

"Is this prostitution business?", she asked.

He smirked and said, "If that's what you want to call it then yes it is. Who do you even think would hire you with this shitty profile of yours."

"Either you take off your clothes and pass the next test or you can just exit the room. The choice is yours."

She has to support her family at all chances but she cannot be a prostitute. What will she tell her father and how will she even face her friends. However, her stepbrother and his wife were not going to help, she had to do something on her own.

On making a decision she started removing her clothes piece by piece. The man in front of her did not even look at her once and just kept smoking his cigarette.

After removing all of her clothes except her undergarments she said, "I have done as you said and I am ready to work for your company."

He looked at her and said, "Come here."

She walked slowly towards him with sweat beads forming on her forehead. He put his hand between her legs and pulled her forward by grabbing her ass. She was so nervous and close to tears but she had to bear this if she wants to get the job.

"What's your name?", he asked while his hand was still between her legs.

"Alyssa", she replied with a shaky voice. She could feel the warmth of his hand between her legs.

"Alyssa", he said again in a monotonous voice.

Her name sounded so good in his voice but it was void of any emotions.

Suddenly he pulled her underwear down and started stroking her pussy. She was so shocked by his action that she couldn't even comprehend what was happening to her. Even though she did not want to do this, she just could not deny the pleasure she was getting.

He kept stroking her clit with his two fingers and spread her legs wide to examine her better. She could not even stand straight but the pleasure and was supporting herself by gripping the table.

He then pushed her hole open and inserted his one finger inside it. She moaned and even screamed when he pushed his finger inside her. However, he was doing it with no emotions like it was usual for him to do this.

He abruptly said, "It is good that you get wet easily, men will like you. Your hole is also tight which is also a good thing."

He stopped and wrote something down. She was so embarrassed and humiliated and also angry at herself for enjoying it.

"You need to clean the bush, though. It needs to be shaved and smooth.", He said without any emotions.

"O-Okay.", she replied. She just wanted the ground to open up and just die inside it rather than feel this absurd humiliation.

He then ticked something off on his stupid list and then looked at her body again. "Remove your bra.", he said.