Thread: Fifty Shades of Gay(MM&DaniHoney)

RE Fifty Shades of Gay Dominic's face was stern and dull from the day. He had almost forgotten the eastern name and until it was squeaked out from the young man. Dominic who's dark green eyes left a stack of papers met his as he approaches. What the fuck.., courses through his mind as he can't help to examine the feminine young man before him. Dom almost making the same easy mistake as his employee down stairs. His long almost emotionless face was beyond intimidating, as if he was already cutting the young Naoto down to size. Dom never seen anything like it, Naoto looked strikingly feminine, a new JPop sensation but Dominic couldn't hold back a laugh any longer. I'm sorry, kid. Don't have nothing available for high school preteens. his laughter started to ease as he continues Being a secretary here is a full time job. It exceeds well past hours here, but at home as well. A secretary in somes minds would be, being my little bitch. I need someone to not only do hours of paper work but book appointments, help land big sales at dinner meetings, to coming in and giving me a back massage. I can't have that when it comes to a high schooler with friends and big social life. The pay is incredible, you could easily have anything you could wish for working for me. I'm looking for a female that can help with an assortment of things. Sex sales here, kid. I need a girl who can come down and fill in photo shoot if I need to, to do any little thing that I ask. Dominic closed his eyes in discouragement. Sizing and talking the young Naoto down was starting to arouse Dominic. Where am I going to find an Asain female down here. he asked himself, but his mind was putting together a different image. As a long throbbing bulge in his silk black dress pants formed to image that made his stomach almost turn. He was visualizing Naoto as a cute girl shooting peace signs and giggling like a character from a kids cartoon. Upbeat and overly girly. The throb in his pants grew almost to a hard thump to beat of his heart as he imagined slamming the boys face down on his desk, forcing his rear up to only be viciously sodomized. Doms eyes opened wide in almost a hefty gasp of air. I'm no faggot he tried to convince himself, his mind and his stomach was at war. Something inside him was telling Dom it's his only chance. Doms right hand came down to his lap as he took final look at the young Asain, yellow fever consuming Dominic as he squeezed against his endowed throb between him to try and pressurize the throbbing. Look kid, What a humiliating title, I tell you what. Since you're still standing here I will cut you a break. You want the job? I'll give it to you. I'll even triple the pay, that's 50 an hour, potential of 2400 a day almost. Bonus will be increased from 1000 a month, to 5000 a month. That comes to around 35,000 a month, give or take on a guess. Taxes will kill you so we are really taking around 20k. As if that was petty cash, But there is a catch. I need you to do as I said earlier. Fill in model shoots, be flirty and cute, and willing to do anything for Cross Speed Enterprises...AND There was pause. Dominic's face was stern, handsome and aggressive. As if Naoto didn't have a chance to say no or risk being eaten alive from the alpha Lion across the elegant red oak desk that separated adolescence and animal. And being a woman. Can you act like a young, cute, flirty woman. Do you think you can do that, Naota? Feminizing the poor Naoto. Dominic's eyes glimmer in the bright LED lights that light up the room, almost fire burning in his emerald hues before they narrow as if behind a scope of a high powered rifle. 5000 sign on bonus, Naota. he continues to keep him from speaking just yet. It should get you your new wardrobe, some wigs or make up, what ever. .. He pauses again watching Naoto as Dominic leans back into the chair, adding one more final cherry. Do you have a car? I have a few just sitting idle. He crosses his arms, his eight inch chiseled biceps forming tighter in his silk button down shirt. One hand folded into his pit the other stroking his thick defined jaw line that bared soft long hair like a Billy goat on his chin, a smile evening out the black finely trimmed moustache that high lighted his bare shaved cheek bones.