Rummaging through my post, I came across a letter, simply addressed to, ‘The Lady of the Manor’, intrigued, I read it. The contents, a job application for a position at the manor, got my attention. I felt a damp patch spreading in my knickers. I love interviewing keen young men to see what they’re made of. As you will see I gave him a thorough interrogation. I masturbated in front of him, whilst I reminded him that at any point he could leave the interview, if he felt he could not cope with working for a very demanding female boss. He stayed, despite his nerves and we reached an agreement. ...

Rummaging through my post, I came across a letter, simply addressed to, ‘The Lady of the Manor’, intrigued, I read it. The contents, a job application for a position at the manor, got my attention. I felt a damp patch spreading in my knickers. I love interviewing keen young men to see what they’re made of. As you will see I gave him a thorough interrogation. I masturbated in front of him, whilst I reminded him that at any point he could leave the interview, if he felt he could not cope with working for a very demanding female boss. He stayed, despite his nerves and we reached an agreement.