踏襲ヒール【無料エロ動画視聴/アダルトAV】

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"You look like you're about to face a firing squad, Kaito," a cheerful voice chirped from beside her. It was Hana, one of the younger secretarial trainees, her bright eyes sparkling with mischief. Hana and Yuki, the other trainee, were Rina's latest 'projects,' as Rina so delightfully put it. They were also, to Kaito's constant chagrin, incredibly competent and unnervingly intimidating for their age.

"Just trying to get my paperwork in order," Kaito mumbled, straightening a stack of files that were already perfectly aligned. He was a junior staffer, assigned to assist Rina in any capacity she deemed fit. That capacity, unfortunately, often involved a bewildering array of tasks that seemed designed to test his limits, both professional and personal.

The double doors of the lounge swung open with a soft whoosh, and Rina entered. She was every bit as imposing as the whispers in the office suggested. Standing well over 170 centimeters, her presence filled the room. Her legs, encased in impeccably tailored black trousers that accentuated their length, seemed to go on forever. Today, she wore a pair of elegant, impossibly high heels, the kind that made a distinct, sharp click on the polished marble floor.

"Kaito," Rina's voice, smooth as silk but with an undercurrent of steel, cut through the ambient noise. Her eyes, sharp and intelligent, landed on him. "Report."

Kaito felt a familiar flush creep up his neck. "Yes, Rina-sama. The quarterly reports are compiled, and the budget projections are updated. I've also drafted the preliminary agenda for the upcoming board meeting." He presented the files with a trembling hand.

Rina took the files, her long, slender fingers brushing against his. The sensation sent another jolt through him. She flipped through the pages with a speed that made his head spin. "Adequate," she finally declared, her gaze not leaving his. "But I expect more than adequate, Kaito. I expect excellence."

Hana and Yuki, who had been observing from a discreet distance, exchanged knowing glances. They were Rina's 'babies,' as they affectionately, and somewhat terrifyingly, called themselves. They had a unique understanding of Rina's expectations, and it often involved pushing those around them to their breaking point.

"And Kaito," Rina continued, her voice softening just a fraction, but her eyes still held that predatory glint, "you seem a bit… sluggish today. Perhaps you haven't been applying yourself enough." She took a slow, deliberate step towards him, her heels clicking with each movement. "I want you to understand the importance of dedication. The importance of… submission."

Kaito swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. He knew what was coming. He always knew.

"You know," Rina said, her tone conversational, as if discussing the weather, "those legs of mine are quite… demanding. They require proper care. And you, Kaito, have a rather… unique talent for providing it." She paused, letting the implication hang in the air. "Get down. Under my desk. And don't you dare leave until you've made them shine."

Hana giggled, a high, melodic sound that did nothing to ease Kaito's burgeoning panic. Yuki, ever the silent observer, simply watched with an amused glint in her eyes. They knew the routine. They had seen it before.

Kaito’s shoulders slumped. There was no arguing. Rina’s word was law. He retreated to Rina’s opulent office, the vast expanse of polished mahogany of her desk looming before him like a mountain. He could already feel the phantom pressure of her heels against his face. He was supposed to be the assistant, but in these moments, he felt more like an object, an extension of Rina's will.

He knelt down, the cool, smooth surface of the floor a stark contrast to the heat rising in his cheeks. He took out the polishing cloth and the special shoe cleaner Rina favored, a scent that was both floral and subtly leathery. He began to work, his movements clumsy at first, then gaining a desperate rhythm. He could feel Rina’s presence, a silent, expectant force, even though she was still in the lounge.

Suddenly, the lounge doors opened again, and Hana and Yuki entered. They were not here to help. They were here to observe, and perhaps, to ensure the 'training' was proceeding as planned.

"Oh, Kaito-san," Hana said, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. "Still at it? Rina-sama is very particular, isn't she?"

"She wants to make sure you learn your place," Yuki added, her voice calm and measured, yet somehow more unnerving than Hana's playful teasing. "And that your focus is… absolute. No distractions."

Kaito gritted his teeth, forcing himself to concentrate on the task. The faint scent of Rina's perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and something darker, more primal, wafted from her direction. He could imagine her, lounging in her chair, watching him, judging him.

"It's important to be thorough, you know," Hana continued, circling the desk. "Rina-sama likes things… pristine. Especially her heels. They are her weapons, after all."

"And you," Yuki said, stopping directly in front of Kaito, her expression unreadable, "are being taught how to properly appreciate them."

Kaito shuddered. Appreciate them? He was terrified of them. The thought of those sharp, elegant heels digging into his skin, his face… it was a chilling prospect.

"Don't tell me you're not appreciating them, Kaito-san," Hana purred, leaning down. "Look at the way they gleam. Imagine them against your skin. Wouldn't that be… exciting?"

Kaito’s breath hitched. His mind, against his will, conjured an image. Rina, towering over him, her heels planted firmly on his chest. The thought was both horrifying and… strangely compelling. He quickly pushed it away, his focus returning to the meticulous polishing.

"You know, Kaito-san," Yuki said, her voice dropping to a near whisper, "Rina-sama expects us to be just as dedicated. We are her protégées, after all. We learn by observing, and by… participating."

Kaito finally finished with the first heel, the polished leather reflecting the soft office light like a dark mirror. He moved to the second, his hands still slightly trembling. He felt a strange sense of urgency, a need to complete the task quickly, to escape the scrutiny.

"You're doing well, Kaito," Rina's voice suddenly boomed from the doorway. She stood there, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. She surveyed his work with a critical eye. "But perhaps not quite… perfect."

She walked over to her desk, and with a deliberate, graceful movement, kicked off one of her heels. It landed with a soft thud on the carpeted floor.

"Here," she said, her voice a low, husky command. "Try this one. Make sure it’s spotless. And while you’re at it…" She looked at Kaito, her eyes gleaming. "Perhaps you’d like to experience its full potential?"

Hana and Yuki watched, their faces impassive, waiting. Kaito felt his heart pound against his ribs. He knew he had no choice. He knew he was about to be tested in a way he never imagined. He looked at the discarded heel, gleaming ominously, and then at Rina, her beautiful, demanding face radiating an almost cruel satisfaction. The day in the secretarial department had just begun. And for Kaito, it promised to be a very long and very difficult one. He braced himself, knowing that "excellence" in Rina's world meant something far beyond mere competence. It meant an absolute surrender to her will.