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Phillip Bryce CHadwick VIII woke up on his favorite day of the year. It was the day that all the college kids returned to the local University. It was also the day he called in his annual ad to find a new personal assistant.

After his usual morning routine he went to the kitchen for breakfast. Cassie, his senior assistant, was in the kitchen wearing her usual outfit when she was in his house, Black and red Garter belt, sotckings, high heels and a smile. Phillip sat down to eat and Cassie knowing her duties well, crawled under the table, fished his cock out of his pants and started giving him his morning blow job.

Phillip smiled thinking about the pleasures to cum, interviewing the different girls who applied, narrowing them down to a few likely canidates, then hiring one of them. Once he hired a girl, he then go to personal train her in all her duties.

While his dick was in Cassies mouth, Amber his Junior assistant walked in with some papers needing his signature. Wordlessly she put the papers down on the table and crawled underneath and started sucking on his balls. Amber also had a uniform...of sorts. A corset of red with black trim, that left her breasts exposed, stockings and high heels.

Phillip finished his breakfast, and sat back waiting until the two girls finished pleasuring him. "Very good my pets. Now if you'd be so kind to leave daddy alone. I have to make a call. And if you see Jeanie tell her she missed her breakfast and I have to punish her for that."

The two girls noded and each kissed him on the cheek before leaving the room. Once they were gone, he picked up his cell phone, and called the University newspaper, to place the ad.

Classified AD said:
Personal Assistant Wanted.
Freshman Female student wanted for entry level position. Duties include running errands, preparing meals, driving, mail handling, answering email, attending social and charitable events, and more. Compensation package includes all college expenses paid, room and board, clothing allowance, company car, cell phone, and monthly stipend. Contact Mr. Chadwick at 867-5309.

He sat back and smiled in anticipation for all the girls to start calling.
 
Amanda

Amanda was frustrated as she could be. She'd been offered places at her 3 top choices of university, all out of state, but the bursary she'd arranged had screwed up and run of money! That wasn't possible!

They were very sorry, of course, and if she'd like to apply to another bursary fund they would support her application, but all the other funds were fully allocated. Other bursaries hadn't screwed up their finances!

And her Dad was out of work and had no money. And she only had a shitty weekend job that wouldn't pay for anything.

She went from the kitchen towards the sitting room, noticing the newspaper on the doormat. Wandering over to pick it up, it had a wrapper addressed to her. She supposed that the local university was sending copies to all the locals of freshman age in the hopes of recruiting just a few more students. Like she could afford to go now! No chance!

Taking the paper with her she wandered into the big room,sat down, and thought she'd browse through while waiting for Mum and Dad to come home from the store.

That's how she saw the ad ...

Her tummy did somersaults as the thoughts raced through her mind ... it couldn't be that simple ... a solution to all her problems .. if only they would give a college place, then she could apply for the funding ... what if she didn't get the job as Personal Assistant? Surely the College wouldn't sue her for fees if she didn't attend?

It seemed worth the risk, and she hurriedly called the university to see if they had any places left on the 'Journalism' major.

After a long conversation, which included them checking that yes, she had been offered places elsewhere, and explaining 3 times about her funding crisis, but yes she had a new offer of funding, they made her a conditional offer ... conditional on paying a checques for the first term's fees, and enrolling on 'Journalism with Photo Journalism'.

She hung up and tried the number in the ad, hoping to ask Mr Chadwick's current assistant for an application form for the position of Entry Level Personal Assistant ...
 
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When his personal cell phone rang, he know he had one on the hook. Only his assistants had this number. Once he filled the position each year he changed the number. Everyone had to contact him through one of his assistants.

WHen the phone rang for the third time he picked it up and pressed the answer button. "Chadwick", he said gruffly.
 
"Oh! Mr Chadwick .... um, sorry, I didn't realise I would be speaking directly to you sir, I thought maybe I would be speaking to your assistant ... um, its about the job advert ..." Amanda was caught by surprise, and was kicking herself for making such a poor first impression. She could do this .. so much rested on it
 
He leaned back in his chair, and took a deep breath. He loved this part the insecurity of teh first contact. Hearing the uncertanty in their voice the slight quiver of nervousness. It was a power trip for him and he loved it.

"Who dod you think hires my personal assistant. My chauffer?" He affects a gruff surly demeanor. "Never mind. I don't have time for that. Tell me a bit about yourself."
 
"Er .. of course sir ... my name is Amanda Jones, I'm 18 and I have a conditional place at the University, conditional on funding being in place, and I was wondering if I might have an application form for the position of your Entry Level Personal Assistant; I had a bursary lined up but they made a mistake and ran out of funds ..."

She hoped she was doing a bit better now, and was pleased that she was actually at the initial interview stage already!
 
"As I said Miss Jones, I do not waste time. Mine or yours. If I hire you there will be paperwork. If I don't then the application is meaningless. I will test you my address. Be here at 11am sharp. There is a dress code for my employees. I will send you those requirements as well. Follow them or don't show up. I will see you at 11." The phone was disconnected.

Several seconds later her phone indicated she had a new text message.
Text Message from 867-5309 said:
58315 East Camden Drive 11am
Hair: Modern conservative style, natural colors,
Makeup: Conservative traditional colors, (Red Lipstick/Blush, Black eye shadow, Finger and toenails well manicured and if polish is worn conservative feminine designs
Clothes: Formal business wear, Suits are preferred, recent styles and colors. Skirts are preferred.
Stockings/pantyhose are mandatory in nude, black, white,
Shoes must compliment the outfit in both color and style. Peek toe pumps are preferred.
 
A little surprised at the brusque abrupt tone, Mandy checked the incoming message, nodding her head as she worked through the requirements.

Her hair was a neat shoulder length bob, natural brunette with hints of natural gold.
She always kept her nails nice, and her make-up was discrete; eye liner, mascara, foundation with a little blush. She usually wore pink lippy because of her pale skin, but she had red.
The suit she'd bought for the bursary interviews should do: mid thigh grey fitted skirt and matching short jacket. She loved hold-up stockings and had the right colours, thinking black might look best. And her white button front short sleeve blouse would look nice.
And yes, she had open toe low heels that would fit perfectly.

Excited, she hurried upstairs to prepare the clothes for tomorrow, and then check out the address on her computer, to make sure she found the place ok.
 
After fielding several hundred phone calls from girls, most of whom were cut off within a minute of his greeting he had scheduled three appointments for tomorrow. But his most promising one was first.

He called in his current assistants. He sent Cassie and Amber to the University to check up on the interviews. He also called his chief of security to run background checks on them.

Once those tasks were done he addressed Jeanie, his second year assistant. "Now my pet. I know you are aware of your duties, and that you failed to handle one of them this morning. You do realize I will need to discipline you?"

"Yes sir. I apologize my plane had a mechanical failure and was rerouted."

"Now pet, apologies are worthless. If this had been a time sensitive business deal, you could have cost your companies shareholders millions. Would any excuse stop them from removing you as CEO? What lesson has this taught you?"

"Not to travel at the last minute and to always have a back up plan." Jeanie said looking down at the floor.

"Very good my pet. Now I will think over your punishment and make it part of the screening process tomorrow. Go to your room and think over how disappointed I was."

"Yes sir." She stood up and kissed his cheek, and left the room.

It had been a long day, and he was tired. He went into his bedroom where Cassie and Amber were waiting for him. "I just need a massage tonight my pets, but you can sleep here tonight if you wish." He was asleep before they even started his massage.
 
While Mandy was still checking out the address, her phone rang again. It was the University.

The admissions lady explained that they'd had a lot of last minute applicants, and needed to know if she intended to accept their offer.

Mandy explained that her funding was being confirmed tomorrow, but no, they were very sorry, they needed to know today ...

So Mandy committed herself to the whole first year's fees, and she hadn't even had the interview yet! She just had to get that PA job with its payment of the the University costs.

When her Mum and Dad got home she told them she had a new bursary; they were thrilled despite not knowing any details. They had enough concerns of their own, mostly financial. If Mandy was sorted, it was one less thing to worry about.

After a shower and trimming of personal hair, Mandy went to bed but didn't sleep for ages. Her alarm woke her in the morning, and she showered again, dressed carefully, and drove over to the given address.

She rang the bell and waited at the front door, checking that her ponytail was straight,
 
The front door was thrown open and the girl who answered was wearing a gray business suit. "Hi I'm Cassie. I'm Mr. Chadwicks senior assistant. You must be Three years ago I was standing right where you are, nervous and scared. It turned out to be the best job I've ever had."
 
"crumbs! Hi, I'm Mandy Jones .. I have an 11 O'clock interview?"

Cassie was very pretty, and Mandy was thrilled to see that her own outfit wasn't much different from Cassie's. And what a recommendation for the job.

"Well I hope I get the job then! I really need it!" she added, stupidly giving away any possible negotiating advantage she might have had.

"I have my certificates,recent head and shoulders photo and resume here .." she said, offering a neatly bound file to Cassie
 
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"Well Mandy, hold on the that stuff. If Mr. Chadwick want it he'll ask for it. This is a very demanding job, but I haven't even started Senior year and I've already have job offers for several large multinational firms to come in as an executive, and I'm an art history major. The contacts you make and people you meet are the creme de la creme of their profession."
 
"Yes, of course," trying to appear in control, professional, holding on to her file, making sure her jacket is properly buttoned.

"It sounds perfect, a dream job ... so Mr Chadwick trains you then? Prepares you well?" thinking he must be really good for Cassie to already have such great prospects
 
"Well Mandy, hold on the that stuff. If Mr. Chadwick want it he'll ask for it. This is a very demanding job, but I haven't even started Senior year and I've already have job offers for several large multinational firms to come in as an executive, and I'm an art history major. The contacts you make and people you meet are the creme de la creme of their profession."
 
Feeling that it was important to make a good impression with Cassie, Mandy added, "I'm sure I can work hard ... and I'm good at taking directions, working with others ... I so hope I'm up to the challenge, that I can meet Mr Chadwick's demands"

Mandi kept up her impersonation of the Professional woman, trying to mirror Cassie's demeanor, her body language, her posture, her poise
 
"The best advice I can give you is be yourself. the job is demanding, but easy to learn, and there are four of us to share all the duties. As long as you carry your weight, we're all cool. Now if ypu'll follow me, Mr. Chadwick is waiting."

She lead Mandi into the opulent private residence, and stopped before a set of oversized oaken doors. She opened the leftone and entered signaling Mandi to follow.

WHen Mandi Entered Mr. Chadwick was seated behind a large black Lacquered desk, and Cassie was tqaking the seat closest to Mr. CHadwick who was behind the desk. Two other girls similarly dressed were seated next to Cassie.

"Please close the door and sit down young lady. I am Mr. Chadwick. You've met Cassie, and next to her is Amber my Junior assistant, and last is Jackie my 2nd year."
 
"Er, yes sir .." Mandy replied, turning to pull the large perfectly balanced door closed.

Facing the desk again she walked forward, feeling self-conscious in front of the four pairs of eyes. She decided to try and follow Cassies's advice, and just be herself, be honest. It was hard considering how much she had riding on this interview, but she'd give it her best shot and take what comes, she decided.

To give herself a little time to think, to gather her thoughts, she crossed her left leg over her right, the skirt riding up as she did so, the top of her stocking top peeping below the hem.

She would do whatever it took to pass the interview, she decided. After all, if there was anything she didn't like, she could always try to negotiate, and if that failed, she didn't have to accept an offer if her made one.

Satisfied with her interview tactics, Mandy raised her eyes, nodding in greeting to Cassie, Amber and Jackie. It was clear that if she got the job, she would be the junior. Then, smiling a little nervously, she met those of Mr Chadwick
 
"So young lady. Tell me about yourself. Where you grew up, what your family was like. Summerize your life story for me." His eyes bored into hers. HE noticed teh flesh below the skirt hem and licked his lips.

He had to remind himself, not yet, not yet. He couldn't wait to have her tied to his desk and use her body but first he had to make sure she would be willing.
 
"Of course, Sir," she began, and proceeded to explain about her normal, healthy growing up with loving parents, about her dad losing his job, her interests in photography, the places at three universities falling through with the bursary mix-up, details in the file if he wanted to check them including grades and school record, and her acceptance at the local uni.

She didn't mention the conditions of the Uni offer, but she had a feeling that he was the kind of man who always knew details like that.

All through the explanation she unconsciously crossed and re-crossed her legs, the skirt hem riding higher and higher each time, exposing more and more firm pale thigh.

The way his eyes drilled through her was unsettling, like he could read her mind, and she tried to look away, but kept being drawn back ...
 
"Any current boyfriends or extracirricular activities?k This job does demand a significant amount of time, and when you add in classwork, there isn't a lot of time left for a personal life."
 
"No Sir, no current boyfriends," she blushed, and then asked, "extra-curricular? You mean like a job? or whatever? I don't think I have anything that will stop me from working the hours you need ... but studying will be important ... but no, I think I can be available for you whenever you need .. the ad did say accommodation would be provided?"
 
"Of course. All my assistants live here and share the job so you each have time for your studies. When not occupied with schoolwork or work, you are free to make use of the facilities here. There is a cook, chauffer, gardener, and several maids. Cassie oversees them all, in addition to supervising all my assistants."

He smiles as he watches her hem slide higher and higher, wondering if this is a ploy by the young woman. Using her sex appeal to get him to hire her. He chuckled to himself. If she only knew...

"So your duties will range from picking up dry cleaning, to escorting me to social functions attended by Heads of State, Movie Stars, and other people of renown. You will travel the world. Every one of these ladies has been on every continent, including Antartica."

"Your compensation is as follows: a three room suite bedroom, office and living room, all meals, full use of all amenities including the pool, gameroom, tennis courts, stables, cinema, library, and more. A mid size sedan for your personal and business use, an iPhone, an AmEx card to pay all school expenses, work related expenses including any needed clothing for business and social functions, and finally a monthly stipend of 1,000 dollars to buy anything else your heart desires. "

He looks at his current assistants. Who are examing her from head to toe and making copious notes. "What do you think so far Cassie?"

"Well her panties are cute." Cassie deadpans as the other girls giggle.
The corners of Mr. CHadwicks mouth curve up in a slight smile. "Yes and her legs aren't bad either. But what about hiring her?"

"II think we need to hear from her about what she thinks of the job so far, then maybe we can tell her the rest."

Mr. Chadwick turns to Mandi. "Well young lady. What do you think about what you've heard so far?"
 
Mandy blushed deeply as Cassie commented on her panties showing, and tried to subtly slip the hem of her skirt lower, but she was crushing it in a way that made that impossible without standing, and she didn't want to draw more attention to her legs and ivory briefs! And his comment on her legs! She was both horrified and flattered, unsure which reaction was stronger.

To cover her confusion she just blurted out what she was thinking, in answer to his question.

"What do I think? I'll do it, I'll take it, I'll do whatever you require, the job, its more than generous, and I need it ... yes I accept! Cassie can explain the rest later?" eager to get an agreement from him before he changed his mind. It was almost too good to be true, but they say don't look a gift horse in the mouth, or something about not looking too closely.

She'd been aware of the other girl's scrutiny, of course, but she understood that as a member of the team she mustn't let them down, but had to look like she fitted in, as well as performing her duties diligently, of course. They didn't sound too difficult, just maybe time-consuming. She so hoped that he would like her, as much as he liked the other girls.
 
"I think she's a bit of an egar beaver" AMber chimed in at her response.

Jeanie had been very quiet and serious during this encounter. She almost seemed worried about something.

"Miss Jones, there is one other requirement to this job. One that will now be demonstrated by these lovely young ladies. If you will go with them, they will dress you in the clothes that you will be required to wear whenever you are in this house or on the grounds unless instructed otherwise, weather or activity requires something different. Ladies."

The three woman stood up and Amber took Mandi by the hand and lead her into an adjacent room, where there was a lot of female underwear.

"The other three ladies stripped naked and hung their clothes up neatly. "Your turn Mandi. Strip off or use that door over there." She pointed to a door leading to the driveway. "If you leave forget the job."
 
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