**Cast of Characters**Interviewer
Personal Assistant Candidate
**Scene**
An office (this can be a home office, a computer desk, or even the kitchen table)
Props: The interviewer should be dressed glamorously or elegantly, including a pair
of sexy high heels. The candidate should be dressed in a suit and tie, as if they are actually going to an interview. A desk and two chairs are necessary (the kitchen table will suffice). A sheet of paper. Some sexual lubricant. A box of tissues.
INTERVIEWER
Come in and sit down.
(Does so)
I appreciate you coming to this second interview. All your references
gave you excellent reviews. Now, explain who I am, as if I were someone else,
someone who wasn't fortunate enough to know me.
CANDIDATE
(Clears throat)
Very well. You're a two-time Oscar winner, a nine-time Oscar nominee, an award-winning director, an actress, I could mention your various philanthropic works. Really, just being in your presence is a blessing. I'm your BIGGEST fan.
INTERVIEWER
Oh, I like that. You were very thorough. We'll just have to work out the kinks,
make it a little smoother. I love the enthusiasm and the sparkle in your eyes.
(Looking down at a piece of paper)
As I said in our last interview, your CV is impressive. But this isn't like any other
job you've had. Of course, the salary is generous. But you must be by my
side at all times. To be my personal assistant, you simply have to give up your own life. You will be my everything. You are my voice to my agent, the maid and the butler, the chauffeur, the gardener, everyone. You will be my secretary, my attaché, my lawyer, my masseuse, and, if you are selected for the position, much more than that. Any whim or fantasy that crosses my mind, it is your sole duty to fulfill it. I will enjoy training someone who is eager to be my everything. Is that something that interests you?
CANDIDATE
Oh, yes! I want to be your assistant more than anything.
INTERVIEWER
Good. The training will be rigorous. I need to know, for example, that you will never leak anything about me or my projects to the press. So we need to build a deep foundation of trust in a very short period of time. And I know exactly how to do that. I think you'll like what I have in mind. You see, I had a private detective shadow you when you were recommended for this position. I'm aware of your...
inclinations.
CANDIDATE
Excuse me?
INTERVIEWER
I'm aware of your foot fetish and fondness for dominatrixes. Tsk-tsk. What a naughty boy.
CANDIDATE
Well... I mean... I can explain.
INTERVIEWER
In fact, for this particular position, it makes you an even more attractive candidate.
CANDIDATE
I don't understand.
INTERVIEWER
I feel so lonely. Of course, I don't want to give away my power to any man. Because who could ever be my equal? You must satisfy ALL my needs. ANY whim that
comes to mind without hesitation. What do you think?
CANDIDATE
I can't believe you're telling me this. I've been dreaming about you... it's... like a dream come true.
INTERVIEWER
You will be my dildo, my vibrator, my foot bath, whatever I desire, whenever I desire it. You are not just my assistant, you are my absolute slave. Do you understand that?
CANDIDATE
You may use me for your pleasure.
INTERVIEWER
You must hold nothing back. Give yourself to me completely. You are not allowed to think. Your only purpose is to obey.
CANDIDATE
I was born to please you.
INTERVIEWER
I love your attitude and your enthusiasm. But let's see how sincere you really are. It's time for a little test. Although I don't think you've earned the privilege I'm about to grant you yet.
CANDIDATE
I'll do anything.
INTERVIEWER
Good. Go back to the door.
(Obeys)
You should show me how grateful you are. Get on your knees.
CANDIDATE
Yes, ma'am.
(Gets on her knees)
INTERVIEWER
Let's try a different title.
CANDIDATE
I want to call you my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Crawl to me on all fours.
(Crawls toward her)
That's right. I'm your queen. Your one and only.
(Puts her feet on the desk, showing off her sexy shoes)
I know all about your fetish.
CANDIDATE
I...
(Interrupts)
INTERVIEWER
From now on, you will not speak unless spoken to. And your only answer, unless asked otherwise, will be yes, my queen. Understand?
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
I think I'll give you a new title too. How about the title of foot slave?
CANDIDATE
I love it, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
I thought so. You take orders very well.
CANDIDATE
Thank you, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
(Swivels her feet slightly from side to side)
Do you like my shoes, foot slave?
CANDIDATE
Oh, yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Do you think they're sexy?
CANDIDATE
Very sexy, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
I bet you'd like to see my feet.
CANDIDATE
Oh, yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
I bet you're wondering if I have a pedicure... what color nail polish I wore...
or if I have a French pedicure.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
I bet you can't wait for me to take my shoes off.
CANDIDATE
I can't wait, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
You would do anything to take off my shoes and smell my feet.
CANDIDATE
I would, my queen, I definitely would.
INTERVIEWER
What a pleasure it would be to take off your shoes.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Beg me.
CANDIDATE
Oh, please, my queen. Please, may I take off your shoes and see your perfect feet?
INTERVIEWER
Since I am so benevolent, I will give you what you wish.
CANDIDATE
Oh, yes, thank you, my queen. Thank you.
INTERVIEWER
She clasps her hands behind her back.
(He does so)
(She places her feet in front of him)
Take off my shoes, but only with your mouth. Don't do anything else. Wait for further instructions. Place them carefully on the floor. But keep your hands as they are.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(She places each foot in front of him. He removes each shoe with his mouth.)
INTERVIEWER
Now show me how much you want to smell my feet. Stay on your knees and stretch.
(She makes him reach for her foot. She lowers her foot and when he is about to touch it, she moves it away.)
I don't think you want it badly enough.
(She makes him reach for her foot. But she grabs him by the tie. He can only reach so far. She moves her foot toward him. But each time he moves closer, she moves it away. She does this three times, until she can see how strong his desire is.)
You want to smell it, lick it, suck it, and taste it on your tongue. Reach for it. How badly do you want it?
CANDIDATE
Very intensely. More than anything in my life, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Come on, reach for it. Come on. I want to see you fight. Show me how far you'd go to prove your devotion.
(Once he seems to be going crazy over it)
Okay. I think you've earned it. Lie on the floor, face up.
(She places one foot on his face and then the other)
Just sit there and breathe in my intoxicating scent. Mmmm... That's right, smell it
good. Do you like it? Oh, I can see you do. Good boy.
(She rubs them on his face, suffocating him a little)
Smell it harder. I want to hear you smell them.
(He sniffs them hard)
Breathe them in as deeply as you can. How do my feet smell?
CANDIDATE
Wonderfully, my queen. This is my favorite smell in the world.
INTERVIEWER
Good boy. You really are a pervert, slave.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
You adore me so much, my sticky, sweaty feet are what you most desire in your mouth. But don't kiss or lick them yet.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Only when I say so.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Now beg to kiss my feet.
CANDIDATE
Oh, please, my queen. Please let me kiss your feet.
INTERVIEWER
I don't think you want it bad enough. Louder.
CANDIDATE
Oh, please. Please, I'll do anything. Please let me kiss your beautiful feet.
INTERVIEWER
Okay. You've begged me enough.
(Places her feet flat on his face and allows him to kiss them)
Lie on your stomach and kiss the tops of my feet.
(He does so)
I want to feel your passion.
I wonder how many men have dreamed of being where you are now, doing what you're doing.
(While he's face down kissing the top of one foot, she rests the other on the back of his head. Occasionally, she presses a little so he kisses harder)
Harder. I want to feel you.
(He does)
Mmm... that's right. How many men have pleasured themselves, dreaming of kissing my feet?
CANDIDATE
Tens of thousands, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
(She presses his head down)
Don't speak unless I tell you to.
(She moves her feet while he's still on the floor, revealing her soles)
Now kiss the soles of my feet. Show me your devotion.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(He lies on the floor, kissing the soles of her feet)
INTERVIEWER
Cover them with kisses. I want to hear the sound every time you kiss.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(She crosses her feet at the ankles. She shows the sole of one foot in worship. He covers it with kisses, tapping loudly with each one. Then she shows the other. He does the same)
INTERVIEWER
(She crosses her legs at the knees)
You may use your hands. Get on your knees. Then put your hands behind your back.
(He does)
Surrender yourself to me completely.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
I want you to suck my big toe.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Look at me while you do it. Maintain eye contact with me as much as you can.
I want to see that look, as if your only desire in life is to please me.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(He does)
INTERVIEWER
When you suck my big toe, I want to hear sucking sounds. Ohhh... that's right.
Suck that big toe like it's the most precious thing in the world. To you, it is.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Now suck each of my toes, one at a time. I want you to pay special attention to each one.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(Does so)
INTERVIEWER
Make sure you get between the toes. I want my feet completely clean.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(Crosses her legs at the knee again. Repeat the same process with the other foot)
INTERVIEWER
That's right, suck that big toe. Look me in the eyes while you do it.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Suck each one. That's right. Now, put your tongue between your toes. Nice and clean.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
(Places an ankle on her knee)
Now lick it all over, slowly, from heel to toe. Up and down several times.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Look at me.
(Does so)
That's right, you must clean every inch. In the morning, you'll be my alarm clock and wake me up with sweet kisses on my perfect queen's feet. And in the afternoon, you'll come and lick them spotless.
(Crosses her legs again, placing the other ankle on her knee)
Clean the other one now. I love how it feels when a man licks my feet. Don't you love it?
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
You will lick my feet clean, every inch, every day, at this time.
They're usually sweaty. Look me in the eyes and show me how much you love it. Lick the sweat off my feet like it's the finest champagne.
Drink me. Drink my stench.
(She pulls his tie)
Now stick your tongue out as far as you can. I want to feel you lick me.
(She grabs him by the back of the neck. She crushes her foot against his face.
Then she drags her foot over his head, making him lick. He lets her and moans with delight)
That's how you lick a queen's feet.
(She stands up and takes off her underwear. She hikes up her dress. Then she sits
on the edge of the desk)
Now stand up. Turn a chair with the back facing me.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Bring it closer to the desk.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
(Places her feet on the back of the chair)
Worship my feet.
(The candidate does so. The interviewer begins to touch herself)
Make sure you make sounds so I can hear you.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(She continues touching herself. The candidate kisses, licks, and worships her feet.
The interviewer continues. Then she stops.)
INTERVIEWER
Stand up and turn the chair around.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(She does.)
INTERVIEWER
Get on the floor next to the chair.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
(She does.)
INTERVIEWER
(She places her feet on the corners of the chair seat. She begins touching herself
again.)
Worship my feet, slave, however you want.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
(She lets him kiss the tops and bottoms of her feet, suck her toes, lick her soles, whatever he wants. She continues touching herself. She throws her head back
and begins to moan.)
Take off your pants. Touch yourself too, slave. You'll see how my pets are rewarded.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
(Takes lubricant from the desk drawer)
Take this lubricant.
(Does so)
CANDIDATE
(Pulls down his pants and applies the lubricant. He sits on the floor and begins
to worship the foot closest to him, while touching himself)
(Both continue until each has a tremendous orgasm)
INTERVIEWER
What was it like to see your queen in the throes of ecstasy?
CANDIDATE
The most spectacular thing I've ever seen.
INTERVIEWER
You're a very good slave. I think I'll reward you. Stand up.
CANDIDATE
Yes, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Don't open your mouth until I tell you to.
(Rubs her wet fingers under his nose and around his lips)
Don't do anything yet. How do I smell?
CANDIDATE
Magnificent, my queen.
INTERVIEWER
Open.
(Puts her fingers in his mouth and lets him suck her juices)
What do I taste like, slave?
CANDIDATE
Sweet nectar, my queen.
(Sucks his fingers with glee)
INTERVIEWER
I always give my pets a small treat when they've behaved well.
CANDIDATE
Thank you so much, my queen. That was the most incredible experience of my life.
INTERVIEWER
You may clean up and get dressed now.
(Hands him a wad of tissues from his desk)
Bravo! You have exceeded my expectations, something that rarely happens. I am very pleased with you.
CANDIDATE
Thank you very much, my queen. Does that mean I have the job?
INTERVIEWER
The position is yours.
CANDIDATE
Oh, thank you very much! It's a dream come true!
INTERVIEWER
My secretary will give you some paperwork to fill out before you leave.
Come to this office tomorrow at 9 a.m. with your luggage and all matters arranged.
See you. Don't be late. Punctuality in my service is a must.
THE END