You have been called in for your annual performance review, and you have no idea what to expect. Your boss is so hot, she makes you feel so weak; you have trouble concentrating ever time she walks into the room. She is actually the reason you wanted to work there, just so you could be under her control. You have heard rumours that she is a total bitch, but you had never seen any evidence of this. This is going to be the best day of your life, and the worst. I have unorthodox interview methods, and you are surprised when I want to you to sniff some medicine I pull out from my desk drawer. However, you would never argue with me, and you’re only too happy to oblige. This is where things start to get really fucked up. One minute I am talking to you, and the next I am stripping out of my uniform; is this really happening. The more medicine you sniff, the more mind-fucked you seem to become. You can hear me slating your performance, but you can also seem to be being rewarded with teasing; which is only making you incredibly aroused. I even instruct you to take out your cock, and start stroking. Is this really happening? At one point, you can hear my voice in your head; it actually sounds like it’s whirling round your brain. The next minute, you are seeing double. It feels like a dream, but will it turn into your worst nightmare?