In Miss Valentine's Corporate world, most of her employees are female. Males just do not measure up. Men are simply inferior in the workplace, in virtually every way. So when her last job applicant of the day is a weak bedraggled white male, the chances of him landing the Assistant To The President position, are slim and none. But the chances of him being teased, tormented and humiliated by the high powered Alfa Female are virtually guaranteed. His fate was sealed, the moment he walked in the door.

Having stripped him down to his underwear, Miss Valentine continues to feed Mr. Marc...

In Miss Valentine's Corporate world, most of her employees are female. Males just do not measure up. Men are simply inferior in the workplace, in virtually every way. So when her last job applicant of the day is a weak bedraggled white male, the chances of him landing the Assistant To The President position, are slim and none. But the chances of him being teased, tormented and humiliated by the high powered Alfa Female are virtually guaranteed. His fate was sealed, the moment he walked in the door.

Having stripped him down to his underwear, Miss Valentine continues to feed Mr. Marcus her gleaming patent leather high heels. Commanding him to kiss and lick until they shine to her satisfaction, she then instructs him to remove her shoes and kiss her feet which are encased in long, black knee high stockings. She even makes him stick out his tongue while she grinds her nylon clad feet against it.

How utterly amusing that this overzealous imbecile still believes that if he impresses Miss Valentine with his performance and dedication, he will possibly land the position he so desperately needs. But Miss Valentine has other plans for his talents, or lack thereof. A position no doubt awaits him in her firm, but his opportunity for advancement is zero, and his pay is scale below poverty level. But it's the position of a lifetime. HA HA!