Decide to alter her job description a bit as punishment
From Create Your Own Story
"Very well, Mrs. Yuan. I think you're the perfect woman for this job. We should get started right away," you say with a fake smile. You're going put this little cunt in her place. No woman is going to get away with disrespecting you like that.
"Thanks a lot Mr. Faye! It's an honor!" she giggles excitedly like a little girl.
"Follow me into the lab." The lab you work in is rather big. But it's necessary considering the things you work on. Half you lab is dedicated to genetic research and the other to neuro-drugs. Only the neuro research is actually commissioned by the government. The genetic research is just a side project funded by your numerous grants. But as long as you reach deadlines and produce results, the CIA would care less about what you're doing.
You approach the neuro-science section of your lab and inspect it for some way to humiliate her. Perfect. There was a pair of cuffs and a cage used for chimps when you used it to test them. It was all clear plastic with only a single pole in the middle and a chair.
"Now Vanessa, darling-'
"Sir-", she begins.
You continue anyway, ignoring the interruption, "-your first task is to help me test one of these drugs. I will ask that you please remove your clothes and enter the plastic cage."
"Excuse me Mr. Faye, but I don't believe that this is appropriate at all," she says in a flustered tone. Her mouth gapes open in disbelief.
"NOW, Mrs. Yuan. You DO want to stay in America yes?", you say irritably.
"But, Sir-"
"DO IT!"
Vanessa shamefully and grudgingly removes her clothes right down to her lacy black bra and panties. She folds one arm over her spilling boobs and the other over her snatch. You give her a questioning look as to why she still had those items on.
"But-"
You give her another look. She quietly but obediently slips off her remaining clothing. She has a beautiful body. Her tits didn't sag much, but they were real alright. They looked soft and fleshy topped with light brown nipples. The pussy on the other hand, was trimmed nicely with a Brazilian landing strip.
"You're quite a looker," you compliment her. Your cock grows rock hard as her face turns beet red in shame.
"Sir, if you're looking for a prostitute I am way over qualified for this," she snaps.
"You aren't qualified for SHIT in here, darlin'. You have to learn respect the hard way before you touch anything in my lab. You hear?" you spit angrily.
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