Gia Vendetti, the new boss, takes her seat at the head of the conference table, crossing her long, shapely legs. She watches her new assistant, a nervous man, with a smirk. "Come here," she commands, pointing to the floor in front of her. He hesitates, then obeys, kneeling before her. Gia uncrosses her legs, revealing a hint of lace. "Kiss my ass," she orders, pushing her skirt up to expose her firm, round cheeks. He tentatively leans in, pressing his lips to her ass. Gia chuckles, "Harder, slave. Worship it."