(Climaktic Prynce x Devious Intent x Doctor Love) Moonfare Second Gen (NSFW visuals)

[Devious Intent]

While it wasn't quite the second generation of employees making it into the firm... Lillian smirked at the thought that she was however responsible for the flesh and blood that walked into her building this very moment. Peony's mom, Rebecca, had been working with Lillian for the last few years. The young 18 year old had no idea how far back Lillian and her mom went... even when Lillian was just a young entrepeneur, building her future, she had her claws deep in submissives around her. Rebecca had joined those ranks, and in a twisted act of faith, didn't just cheat with the Russian female dominant, but as per Lillian's assignment fucked a big shark in terms of business rivals... Lillian had closed a massive deal because of it, but months later Rebecca realised the thruth. Her gorgeous baby belly wasn't from her husband, but he could never know!

Lillian had never told anyone, brought Rebecca with her when she made the big move... and took forever care of the mom and daughter. Later in life, Lillian would be to blame for the lack of a father in Peony's life. When the Russian was done watching Rebecca saddened and frustrated... Lillian basically filed the divorce in Rebecca's name and kicked the loser out.

***

All that was history, what mattered was that the petite blonde making her way into the lobby was here because her mom found it time to touch her two things. What working meant, and how to submit. Peony had gotten, on Lillian's advice, time to develop herself. Skills, dreams... even relationships... but she'd fumbled each and every oppurtunity. No longer could Lillian deny the woman begging on her knees to take in her daughter, and teached her where her mom admitted in failing.

"Athena, could you please welcome the cute blonde walking in with a warm cup of coffee. She traversed the snow to get here, and add the Moonfare special please and thank you." Lillian smirked as she hung up the phone, watched the camera as her desk employee got up and led Peony to a small side room. Preparing her a special cup of coffee.

Almost ten minutes later Lillian made her way down, riding the elevator she retouched her iconic red lipstick and ran a hand over her designer dress.

 

[Climaktic Prynce]

Peony knew little of what her mother did for a living, much less the less savory aspects of working for Lillian Sinclaire, or the level of control the powerful woman had had on her entire life. The young girl knew only that Lillian Sinclaire was a powerful and beautiful woman who her mother had worked for since before she was born; a woman who'd graciously helped them pick up the pieces after her mother's divorce. And today she was here, at Moonfare to interview for her first job, an unpaid internship as Lillian's personal secretary that, if she did well, could become a lifelong career working for one of the most powerful women in the world.

Peony had worn her nicest clothes to the interview, a modest skirt which cut off just below the knee and hugged her petite form paired with a sleek white button-down and peach cardigan. Around her neck hung a simple, yet elegant pearl necklace, and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses completed her look. The petite blonde followed Athena to the side waiting area, adjusting her skirt as she sat down and took a sip of her coffee. "Mmm, this is delicious! What's in this?" She mewled in an excited voice that carried all the presence of a mouse.

 

[Devious Intent]

"It is coffee darling." Athena said, eyebrow raised slightly at the woman. She'd have to have a very specialised taste to sense the Moonfare patented aphrodisiac Athena slipped into her coffee. "You made your way through the snow, I'm sure anything hot will taste SO good." Athene said and smiled, she passed Peony, runnning her hand along the neck of the sitting girl. "See you around. And hey, buy a coat. It seems we live in perpetual snow here in this part of Sweden." Athena left the room, from around the corner, Peony would catch a soft "Yes Mistress" followed by a sharp smack, and a low moan. "Thank you Mistress..." before the door opened and Lillian stepped in, smiling as she did.

"Peony, I have not seen you in years. Do you still remember me?" Lillian asked, not bothering to shake the woman's hand, sitting down in the chair opposite of her and crossing her legs. With the CEO sideways in the chair, it was clear this was an informal interview at best.

"Last time I saw you, you had to hold your mom's hand not to get lost in the lobby. You sat in Santa's lap, I belief you got this cute elf dress your mom said you'd love. I never saw you after that." Lillian said, turning her head this way, than that. "Where does the time go huh? Gosh, imagine you walking in here as a toddler, and now look at you. Best clothes, I reckon, on your feminine body... looking for an internship that may very well change not only your life, but that of your children one day." Lillian said, enjoying the idea she got to corrupt mom, and was looking in the face of her next... quest. Peony, unfortunate as she was, had been on Lillian's radar so long, her faith was written. Mom thinking she needed a strict hand, a guide into her future... that could be arranged!

"So tell me Peony, what's your motivation for working here? None of your earlier jobs worked out, why will this one become a succes? And not... a waste of time..."

 

[Climaktic Prynce]

"Hmmm, maybe you're right. I could swear there is something different about the taste though, I just can't put my fin-hnn~" Peony bit her lip, instinctively stifling a moan as the other girl's soft fingers traced over her neck. "Oh- I mean, yeah. I still haven't gotten used to the weather here." She giggled, trying to breeze past her embarrassing reaction to the touch. The girl was almost too embarrassed to notice the sounds coming from the hallway... almost. Peony's eyes widened as she glanced around nervously, as if there were someone in the empty room who might confirm what she'd just heard.

Peony's heart raced as the beautiful, yet intimidating woman warmly greeted her. The girl was nervous, and it showed on her face, but the warm recollecting set her at ease a bit; that is, until Lillian's pointed question made her heart skip a couple beats. "I..Ohh, well those highschool jobs were just not a proper use of my talents." The girl smiled, shifting forward in her seat a bit. "But I know you will put me to proper use. I'm really thankful for this opportunity to prove myself to you, and have you really put this eighteen-year-old through her paces. I promise you, I will do whatever it takes to succeed here because I think Moonfare is exactly where I belong."

 

[Devious Intent]

Lillian only softly nodded. Judging from Peony's tiny, and probably inexperienced body when it came to drugs... especially aphrodisiacs, the Russian figured they'd be taking effect soon. Obviously Lillian had no idea how much Athena had put in, again, judging from the fact she tasted hints of it... probably too much for a beginner! But maybe that was the plan? Who could tell?

"I'm yet unaware of what talents you posses. From what I've gathered, your mom wants you under strict supervision, to be taught how to act like a lady, and to grow up." Lillian said, raising her eyebrow. "I have no time to raise some teenager going through puberty right here. So I'm going to need you to assure me Peony. One, you can preform without supervision. Two, you can act like a woman, not a child. And three, most importantly, you're a fucking adult..." Lillian said, standing from her chair gently, moving over to open the door.

"I will give you ten minutes to consider how to convince me of those three things. After those ten minutes, Athena will pick you up and bring you to my office." Lillian said nothing, not a single word as she turned and left. Heading for the elevator that led straight into her office. To which only few had a keycard, rather than the public elevator.

 

[Climaktic Prynce]

Peony bounced her leg as Lillian talked, not out of boredom, but to dostract herself from how warm her body was feeling, especially her tiny breasts and her nether regions. "Y-yes ma'am, I will do my best! I promise you won't regret giving me this oppor-tunity." As the elevator door closed, the small girl let out a sigh of relief, squirming uncontrollably in her chair for a moment while she thought no one was looking before recomposing herself.

"Damn it Peony, what has gotten into you all of a sudden?" She murmured out loud, blissfully unaware that anyone might be listening in. "Stop being so damn horny and focus, you can't blow this opportunity." Her eyes glanced around the room as she thought, desperately trying to focus on how she might prove herself to Miss Lillian. As time ticked by, however, the girl found it increasingly difficult to think about anything but the intense heat spreading over her body, or her throbbing mound. By the time Athena came to fetch her, Peony was sweating bullets, and she was having a hard time not mentally undressing the girl.

 

[Devious Intent]

Athena stood and smiled, remaining otherwise quiet until the two got into the elevator. "You're either in for a great start, or you're in serious fucking trouble.." Clearly both options seemed to amuse the future colleague equally. Athena leaned against the back of the elevator after pressing the button. "You know, I fucked your mom senseless in this thing multiple times..." Athena said, casually.

"Your mom... from the day I met her, there was something submissive about that woman. Just wanting to please, but she was fiery as well. Now, I know Mistress Sinclaire probably wants you as a good little sub, but when you got to get rid of some anger... I am happy to throw around in this thing and see who comes out having been fucked by the time we get to the bottem." Athena smiled as the neared the floor. "A swift smack across the face can be so damn sexy... but, for your own safety... don't do that to Mistress Sinclaire. Please, I'd hate to see you taken out in a body-bag." Athena joked just as the doors opened again.

"Straight ahead, double doors. Don't mind saying hi to the secretary behind the desk. I called you in already." Athena said, waving her hand at Peony as the doors closed and left the girl to her own devices. Her time to shine, as the walk towards Lillian's office had felt so long to women they'd turned around trying to get there before.

 

[Climaktic Prynce]

Peony was in a pitiful state as they got on the elevator. Sweat was pouring down her face, her right leg was twitching, and she was pretty sure she had soaked through her panties. Her head was spinning with lewd thoughts and desires. The small girl couldn't even hide the fact her dilated pupils were zeroed in on Athena's chest, admiring the woman's curvy figure and wishing she would shut up and pin her to the wall.

"F-fucked m-my-?" Peony stammered out, too quiet for Athena to notice as she kept on talking. The girl barely noticed the elevator had stopped until she found herself staring back at Athena. As the doors closed she could almost swear she saw the woman wink and blow her a kiss, but maybe it was just wishful thinking.

Peony made her way down the long hallway in a lustful haze. "H-hii." She mewled nervously to the secretary with a wave as she headed through the door into Lillian's office with her body aching for the clothes clinging to her wet flesh to be replaced by roaming hands.

 

[Devious Intent]

Lillian unfolded her arms, looked up from her laptop as she heard a sound in the hallway. From what is seemed Peony had at least landed on the right floor, and the Russian CEO caught a glimpse of Peony waving at her secretary who shook her head in a judgemental fashion. Obviously her secretary could, by now, tell exactly what type of women made their way into her boss her office. In what state they were, then again, Peony wasn't a tough case to evaluate right now!

Lillian closed her laptop when Peony walked in, nodded quietly and only gave the girl a judging look as she approached. "I take it you have thought about what we discussed?" The Russian only asked, remaining stoic as she watched the poor young thing struggle with herself.

 

[Climaktic Prynce]

"I-i've certainly tried." Peony stammered as she neared the desk and took a seat across from Lillian. The girl found it hard to focus her thoughts, her mind instantly filling with ideas of Lillian bending her over the desk and making her scream so loud Athena could hear her many floors below. Even when she was able to fpcus her thoughts more clearly, she could not tear her eyes from Lillian's chest, wondering what the woman's breasts might look like beneath those clothes.

"I-i c-can definitely perform any task asked of me w-wi-with or without s-supervision, once I've b-been shown how. And despite my small phy-physique, I am definitely a woman." She wasn't lying, no child would be sitting here so utterly and completely riled up in the way that she was, even if she had no odea what had her so worked up.

 

[Devious Intent]

Lillian remained stoic in her seat. Occasionally tilting her head side to side, but otherwise letting the girl speak. Or try to...

When in the end it seemed to be little more than blabbering, Lillian raised her hand to silence the woman. "Penny..." Lillian said in an almost pityful tone. "I clearly instructed you to convince me. Which means show me." Lillian remained in her chair, but turned around, back to Peony as the CEO stared out of the window behind her overlooking the massive lake that seperated her company from the outer world.

"Everything you've said. And most of what you will say... I could hardly care less. I get what I want, when I want, how I want it. I have a hard time seeing how you'd fit into that already perfect picture, if all you're doing is standing there and talking..."

 

[Climaktic Prynce]

Peony tried her best to focus, listong off her qualifications and skillsets, explaining how useful she could be as a secretary. All the while, not far from the surface of her mind, was the image of Lillian bending her over the desk and making her moan like a needy little whore.

"P-peony.." she stammered as the woman cut her off with little more than a handwave and the wrong name. Still, she listened to the woman explain, her horny mind dredging up all manner of implications this sleek professional woman could not possibly be meaning.

"Sh-show you? H-how exactly would I show you Miss Lillian? I'm willing to do anything to get this job, no matter what it takes." Without realizing it, Peony had scooted to the edge of her seat, her heart pounding in her chest. Her hand moved to the collar of her shirt, absent-mindedly undoing the top button of her blouse, and then another. The girl didn't have enough to her breasts to call it cleavage, but without fully realizing it, she was exposing far more of her flat chest had been when she walked in the room. Her other hand dared to venture towards her crotch, but she managed to catch herself before the hand slid beneath her pencil skirt. "Anything..." she repeated.