Anna Falcone, the tattooed, authoritative boss, calls her employee to her office for a 'special' meeting. As he enters, she's already lighting a cigarette, her eyes locked onto his nervous form. She takes a long drag, her lips curling into a smirk, "You're here because I want to play, soumis." She commands him to strip, and he obeys, his cock already hard from her dominant tone. She runs her boot up his back, pushing him down, "Under my skirt, now. Show me how a good little employee pleases his patronne."