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Assistant • 𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖺 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗌 | Requested (💦)

(Requested by @Norminahfanic)

You can't believe that you had just been hired as the Porsha Williams assistant. A huge smile was on your face as you signed the contract with no hesitation. You had been looking for a job for awhile now, so becoming Porsha Williams assistant, let alone working in the Williams Incorporation building was a huge deal.

After signing all of the papers the interviewer had given to you, you hand it back to her. She looks over each and everyone one of them, raising a brow and sparing glances at you as she reads. She seemed a bit shocked that you would sign some of these papers, as most people dipped after the second, but she didn't dare ask questions. She was told not to anyway.

She put the contracts down before typing on her computer, emailing Porsha to see what day would be a good day for you to start your work. Porsha immediately replied back;

"Have her start on Monday. Make sure you give her my information as well. There's already some stuff that I want her to get started with."

The interviewer turned back to you with a fake but kind of nervous smile, "your first actual day starts on Monday. There's also some information that I need to give you before you leave." You nod your head. The interviewer gets up and goes to her file cabinet and pulls out a file. She hands it to you and you read over it, seeing that it was all of Porsha's information; her address, phone number, work and personal email, allergens, etc. You were surprised that you got this much information as Porsha's personal assistant.

"Thank you!" Your smile was huge as you stood up and shook the interviewer's hand. She smiles back, "you're welcome. See you on Monday." You nod and leave the interviewing room, your smile never faltering.

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You took a deep breath in, collecting yourself before knocking on your new boss's door. A faint 'come in' was heard from the other side of the door. You do as told and shyly open the door. You tried to keep your composure as you saw the world's most famous businesswoman at her desk, typing on her computer.

As you were about to open your mouth to say something, Porsha cut you off. "Y/n, right?"

"Yes ma'am, your new–"

"I know what you are." You quickly shut your mouth, embarrassment heating up your cheeks. "I need some coffee. I'll text you about how I like it. Don't mess anything up." You nod your head, "yes ma'am."

"Good. Now go. We don't have much time to waste." You nod your head and turn to leave the room when Porsha called for you. "Yes... ma'am?" You hesitate. "Here, take my card. You probably don't have any money on yours since you needed this job so badly."

'Did she just call me poor?'

You didn't question it and walked up to take her card before leaving the room. It was just your first day and you were already thinking about quitting. You didn't imagine her to be so... rude...

/One Year Later/

You've been working for Porsha for a year and to say that it's been an absolute nightmare would be an understatement. She would make treat you like you were her personal slave. You would have to clean her office after she left, do all of her leftover work, rub her feet when told to, and sometimes you would have to get up at the devil's hour just to make sure she woke up on time. Now you had eyebags! You decided that today will be the day that you quit. You wanted nothing more to do with her and her shenanigans.

You stepped into Williams Inc. with pride that nobody was going to break. Papers of your two week notice were in your left hand while a cup of coffee for Porsha was in the other. Even though you were tired of her, you still needed to do as she said. You had two weeks left, and you wanted to end your job with a good paycheck.

You patiently wait for the elevator doors to open. Your smile never left your face as you stepped out of the elevator and walked to Porsha's office. You knocked on the door and waited for her to say 'come in'. You walk into the office when she does.

You make your way to her desk and hand her her coffee along with your two week notice. She quickly scans over the two week notice and takes a small sip of the coffee, immediately spitting it out on the papers after tasting how different the coffee was.

"What the hell is this?!" She yells, making your pride go away and be replaced with nervousness. "C-Coffee, ma'am–"

"This isn't my usual!" She takes the coffee and throws it on the floor, causing the coffee to spill everywhere. You knew she was going to make you clean that up later. But right now you weren't concerned about what you had to clean up, you were more concerned about your two week notice.

"M-My two week–"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about those papers. You weren't leaving anyways."

"But–"

"You must not have read the contract all the way through," She pulled something out of the drawer that was closest to her. It was a file. She opened up the file and took out a piece of paper. She scanned over it until she found the place she was looking for then read aloud;

"I sign to signalize my promise to work for Porsha Williams for 5 years or more."

She then passed the paper to you so you could read it. You read the sentence over and over again, trying to process what you had signed when it was suddenly taken away from you and you were bent over the desk. You didn't have time to process much as you felt a harsh slap come down onto your ass. You jolted up and tried to get away from Porsha, but she only brought you back.

"I guess you didn't read the other contracts either since you're trying to run away." She husked into your ear while squeezing your ass. You let out a soft moan, but quickly cover it up with a grunt. She chuckled and shook her head, landing another slap to your ass. "Don't try to run away from the pleasure, baby. I knew a girl like you would love this shit."

She landed a few more smacks to your ass before pulling down your pants and dipping her hand into your panties. She lightly ran her hand over your pussy, surprised when she felt how wet you had gotten. "Wet, huh?"

"N-No–" she slapped your pussy making an embarrassingly loud moan come from you. "Lie to me again. You're acting like I'm not touching your pussy right now." She took her hand out of your panties and brought two fingers up to your mouth. She tapped your lips, "suck." You do as said and suck on her fingers, acting as if they were a dick. A minute or two later, she tapped your ass, signaling for you to let go. You do as told and she pulls down your underwear before sticking those same two fingers she put in your mouth in your pussy.

She starts fingering you at a fast pace, not giving you a warning or mercy. You moan and try grinding on her fingers to try and add more friction, but Porsha stopped you by putting her other hand on your waist. "I'm in charge here." She growled in your ear before moving down to your neck and beginning to suck on it, leaving marks that wouldn't go away for awhile. She wanted you to know that you were hers and hers alone.

"Who's pussy is this?" She growled, "y-yours... Miss Williams," you gasped. "Good girl." She stopped and took her fingers out of your pussy and sucked on them. You whine at the loss of contact.

"Shut up and go get me another coffee."

"Yes... ma'am."