It’s so funny that you came into my office on a day that I am wearing something that makes you so weak. You've finally worked up the courage to ask me for a raise, but unfortunately for you I know exactly what you've been up to while on the clock. I guess you could say I am a mind reader or an expert at mindfucking men like you. Even though you are sometimes a good employee, and we value good employees, I know that you often sneak off into the bathroom to stroke to fat asses and pretty feet in expensive stockings. What do you think would happen if I let our investors know what you’ve been up to while you’re in our office? Luckily for you I am in the business of saving our company money. So you're going to listen very carefully to everything I am about to say, if you want to keep your job and you don’t want to be black balled in this industry. I’m sure getting you to do exactly as I want won't be a problem because I know exactly what to do to make you a good obedient boy - oh I mean - employee. The way I stir and stir and stir the tea in my pretty little tea cup will make you sink. The way I show off my ass and feet in these perfect little stockings will make sure you stay in a mindless state in which you become my obedient drone. I didn’t want to have to do this but you were becoming too big for your britches so I had to do what I had to do. After all this is a business, it’s not personal it’s just business. But you know that. I’m only interested in our company's bottom line, and you are the weakest link. You will become a shell of who you were, and you will be so deeply and utterly mindfucked that by the end of our meeting your cock will be in your hand and you will not have any idea how you got there.