Alice gave herself a once over in the mirror, looking at the reflection with a nervous knot in her gut. She was wearing a blue button up blouse with a black skirt and matching heels, nude hose adorning her long and well toned legs. She had put the bear minimum amount of makeup on, noting her pink lips. Her hair was also done, but at least she had some control over that. Alice chose a tight bun for it, the blonde tresses neatly kept out of the way, save for a single bang that she kept having to tuck behind her ear.

“Aren’t you gonna be late?” Brianna asked, having just woken up and wearing the polar opposite of her sister, a tank top and shorts. Her wavy blonde hair was a mess and her eyes were slightly droopy with morning tiredness.

“Aren’t you gonna be dead if you keep talking....” The older sibling replied, clearly not enthusiastic about her situation. She kept fussing over this and that, trying to make herself enjoy the outfit she had on. “God why can’t I just go to work wearing normal people clothes.” Alice groaned, closing her eyes for a second.

“Because you took a secretary job, so you can’t just show up in your workout stuff.” Brianna said with a slight giggle. “Besides, you look great.” The younger one added, giving a warm smile. Despite their constant antics towards one another, the two sisters were still family. Alice smiled at the words, feeling just a little bit more confident.

“Thanks. Alright, I have to go. Don’t eat all the food, dork.” The young professional said as she walked out of the bathroom, grabbing her keys from her desk, and heading for the door. “Maybe today won’t be so bad afterall. New job, fresh start.” She said to herself. With that Brianna just watched her leave, knowing that she had a long day of nothing ahead of her.


Alice pulled into the parking lot of the office building, feeling out of place. Her slightly aged SUV looked like it was from another world in comparison to the sleek, fresh cars of her new coworkers. With a deep sigh she walked into the towering office building, her heels clacking loudly on the ground, every step making her want to turn tail and run. She approached a woman who looked to be in her mid thirties at the reception desk, looking at a desktop screen. Alice stood there for a second or two then cleared her throat nervously.

“Excuse me, I’m Alice Ashfield, I’m supposed to start working here today? I’m the new hire, I’m here for-” Alice began, but before she could even finish the receptionist had already snapped her fingers.

“Yes Miss Ashfield, you’ll be working upstairs as the assistant for Doctor Hathers. Be careful with him, he’s a bit eccentric.” The receptionist warned. “You can take the elevator over there up to floor twenty-four. Good luck sweetie.” The woman said as she handed Alice an ID badge and then went back to her work, the sound of a sneezing panda video playing as Alice headed towards the lift in confusion. The doors opened and the first thing Alice saw a dart wizz past the open doors. She stuck her hand out to make her presence known and from around the corner someone gasped in surprise.

“You there, elevator person, come out and play darts!” Came a man's voice. Alice poked her head around the corner and saw a man with salt and pepper hair and facial scruff wearing a lab coat. He was holding another dart and looking past her, taking aim at a board across the lab. Alice stepped out and walked towards the scientist, her face confused but she just went along with it. Taking a dart she tossed it and landed on the very edge of the board. “So you’re my new assistant huh? I’m Doctor Samuel Hathers.” He asked, grabbing another dart and throwing it.

“I mean the position said secretary so that's what I was expecting. Should I have brought a lab coat or something or…?” The young blonde said, her question lingering in the air as she took another shot. For all her athleticism, darts seemed to elude her.

“No no, your current outfit is fine, in fact that’s what you should be wearing every day, save for casual fridays that is.” Hathers said. “So, they posted it as a secretary job did they? Well that’s too be expected, after all nobody wants to answer an advertisement for a damsel in distress I suppose.” He sighed.

“Yeah, I definitely wouldn’t have- WAIT WHAT?!” Alice shouted, her shot going erratic and landing far off target, hitting a bulletin board. “What do you mean damsel in distress!” She said angrily, hands on her hips and getting right in the doctors face with a scowl plastered on her own.

“So Catherine didn’t tell you then, I suppose that’s not surprising. I’ve been called an eccentric. I like to do things my way and I like to just be comfy when I work. It’s how I produce my best work. But the true inspiration comes from my assistants. I need to have someone who gets me, and can inspire me to achieve even more radical heights! To that end I need an assistant, someone who can fuel my creativity and keep me firing on all cylinders. I know that this is all very sudden and you probably think I’m a pervert. Let's not mince words, I am. But I assure you that you will not be harmed in any way, and you will be paid very well for your work here Miss Ashfield.” Hathers said, his once relaxed tone and posture replaced with that of a man well in his fifties. His professionalism showed in the way that he addressed her, not treating her like a child or an object. Alice continued to be standoffish for a time, finally holding up one finger.

“I’ll stay for one week. After that I’ll make my decision, understood?” She asked, standing her ground. He smiled at that and would give her a thumbs up, going back to the game.

“Very well then, now, let's finish this up and get to work.” He said. Hathers had a very relaxed aura about him. Sure this was all well and weird but Alice didn’t feel in danger, rather like she was babysitting some kid. Some super smart and insanely rich kid.

The rest of the day passed by in a similar fashion. Alice indulged Hathers in all that he asked, most of which seemed to be goofing around. After the game of darts was other strange things, like walking around the building and just looking at what other departments were doing and chatting to other employees, or balancing a house of cards on top of a piece a piece of wood in a fish tank. It was very much not what Alice expected of someone like this, but she just went along with it. Throughout the day he would also do some instances of work. Things like writing in a small notebook, or solving equations on a chalkboard, or other things that Alice assumed was actual work. Eventually the day came to a close and the two finished it off with watching videos on YouTube.

“This was a lot different than I figured Doc, I have to say.” Alice sighed, getting up and putting her heels back on, her stockinged feet put back in their home. Hathers watched her do it with a smile before just shrugging.

“All work and no play.” He said. “I’ll see you tomorrow, I expect that we’ll have much more work to do.” He said. With that Alice would walk to the elevator as Hathers went back to his desk, pulling out some glasses from a drawer and looking the part much more as he sat down.

“Alright then, see you tomorrow.” Alice said as he waved to her without looking as the lift doors closed.

The next day the lift doors would open to reveal their attractive blonde cargo once more into the lab. Hathers was seated at his desk again, chewing on some gum judging by the open pack near a notebook.

“Hey Doc Hathers, I’m here.” Alice said, today wearing a white blouse and black pencil skirt with nude hose and black heels. She had her hair in a bun and would stand with her hand on her hip, looking at the man before her, pouring over notes.

“Ah yes, Miss Ashfield, right on time. Today is a work day for us so I’m going to need your cooperation. As I told you yesterday, things are going to get strange. If anything should happen simply snap your fingers three times and I’ll get you out.” He said, standing up and grabbing a duffle bag from a nearby bench. Alice would walk towards him, looking a bit nervous about the situation.

“That moment when you get paid to be tied up by some old guy and he’s not even your sugar daddy.” She said under her breath. Hathers would huff in amusement and pull out a length of rope. With that Hathers would begin his task and first bind Alice’s hands behind her back, palm to palm. Alice felt the bite of the cotton on her skin, and she would face forward, not wanting to show her blush. More rope joined the first as her elbows were bonded together, her athletic body showing its flexibility as the cotton welded her arms together. The scientist checked the knots and moved on with tying up his lovely assistant, like a magician about to perform a trick. Bands of white circling around the blondes body, piece by piece removing her freedom. His thorough nature showing as he would use a lot of rope. Not just her arms, but above and below her breasts, making them pop out slightly in her blouse. More around her belly pinned her wrists down, before another set of ropes went around her thighs just above the hem of her skirt, above and below her knees, and even around her feet, ensuring her black footwear stayed on. Once done with the rope, Hathers helped her sit down on a chair, checking her over.

“Well then, this is more than I figured for a kinky old guy like you.” Alice said, struggling lightly in test.

“You do know that I’m not that old…” Hathers said with a look of hurt. He would then sit at his desk and start to type, Alice in view just beyond his computer. With that he would begin typing, focusing on his work. Alice was content for now to simply twist and turn, but would soon realize the real issue was with growing bored.

“Hey Hath, what’re we doing for lunch?” Alice asked.

“I was thinking subs.” Hathers replied.

“You’ve already got one.” Alice replied instantly, turning bright red in a second. “Alright, that’s it, shut me up now I’m done talking.” Alice said, staring at the ceiling with embarrassment.

“I think that’s a good idea.” Hathers said as he would get up, grabbing a roll of duct tape and a handkerchief. Stepping in front of her, Alice opened her mouth wide and allowed it to be filled before duct tape would begin to circle her head, cleaving her teeth in several wraps. After several minutes groans became moans as the assistants tongue was pinned down in her mouth. “There, now you can’t say anything stupid.” Hathers said. With that he would put a hand on Alice’s shoulder and looked deep into her green eyes. “I know that this is all very strange and you’re nervous. But I want you to know, this really is a job. I am your boss, and I do not want it to go to places we can’t go. Do you understand Miss Ashfield?” He asked his assistant.

“Mhmm.” Alice groaned into her gag, her blush gone as she calmed down. Maybe he wasn’t an old super pervert.

“Good. Now, struggle lightly and try to talk a little.” Hathers said as he sat back down and got back to work.

‘Okay maybe he’s a bit of a pervert…’ Alice thought to herself, getting back to work herself. “Mmmph, sommnn hmmm mmm!”