#deskpet

[ironskyfinder]

Taking Dictation

The ad was simple, running in such a nondescript fashion that she almost missed it, down at the bottom of the screen - plain black text on a gray background, so bland it was almost painful.

Help Wanted: Skilled Secretary. Seeking an experienced secretary proficient in dictation and transcription. Must adhere to a strict dress code based on long-term function; excellent communication skills required. Submit a resume online or text ‘SUBMIT’ to 67678.

She thought about it for a moment. 

Everyone at Hamilton & Greene was amazing - except, of course, for Ms Hamilton and Mr Greene - and she liked the fact that it was a short ten minute drive from her apartment. 

But….

The pay was terrible, the transition to the new ‘paperless’ system was a nightmare, and Eric still stunk so bad it was hard to go past his cubicle, even after Linda had a private conference with him. Everyone was overstressed and overworked, and with the lease coming due in two months there’d still been no word on whether they were moving offices, again.

Maybe it was time for a change, or at least time to scare everyone into thinking they’d have to go without her. She glanced back, but the ad and the link were gone - so, she picked up her phone, and texted 

“Submit”

to 67678, just like the ad said, and in seconds a reply popped up - a link, and she tapped it.

The page was similarly subdued, but it had all the information she wanted. The posting was as thorough and painstakingly specific as the job was straightforward - a freelance IT professional and technical writer needed a secretary that could help him run both his businesses. The only item that wasn’t extensively clarified was the dress code, but if it meant she’d be expected to be professional in front of clients, she wasn’t worried. 

She opened her resume, and skimmed it to make sure that it was current before she uploaded it; the next page simply read, “Thank you for your application”, and she stared at the phone for a moment in disbelief that it’d been that easy. 

By Tuesday, she'd forgotten about it, not least because of the fight that Mr Greene and Ms Hamilton were in over the Friemann case, and hearing that it meant bonuses were delayed had her trying not to cry in her car on her lunch break

The phone dinged - a text, from 67678, letting her know that her resume had been accepted.

And, seconds later, a text from a number she didn’t recognize. For an interview: 10AM or 11AM Thursday, or 10AM Friday?

She took a deep breath and steadied her hands. 10 on Friday would be perfect! she texted back, and got ready to head back into the office. 

The interview, and everything leading up to it, was a blur in her mind.

She had taken Friday off, calling in sick late the night before, and had spent a good hour longer than usual getting ready so that she looked sharp for her interview. 

It was at his residence, about a half hour’s drive away; she was on her way with plenty of time, and as much as she’d hate the commute, it was a nice upscale neighborhood, and on the map it looked like it was next to a park that she could walk to on breaks. 

When she arrived, though, all she could focus on was him. She didn’t remember walking in, taking off her jacket, or even what his name was - she was lost in those eyes, and in the sound of his voice. 

He was busy, he explained, too busy to keep up without assistance. He was employed and was about to be over-employed twice over, and there was just no time - his hands were too full. His previous assistant had gotten pregnant, and was looking for a change. She had all the right qualifications to replace her, and to perform even better in her role; she was an expert in taking dictation.

The pay he was offering was almost double what she was making - and, she would be free to use one of the bedroom suites downstairs, whenever she wanted - and she was so excited that she almost forgot to ask about the uniform requirement. 

Almost. 

She’d asked, and he’d chuckled, and she felt herself get wet. He’d said something - she couldn’t remember exactly what - and she’d flushed further. She’d followed him downstairs to one of the bedrooms - to her bedroom - and showed her the corset and stockings that were carefully laid out. 

The mix of arousal and astonishment and disbelief must’ve shown on her face. She didn’t have time to protest or ask questions before he was talking again, and she couldn’t help but melt into his voice. 

He wasn’t just a technical writer, he explained. He also wrote erotica, very successfully, and it was crucial to his process to have inspiration on hand, and reference material available. He was sure that she’d be a perfect fit for her role, all she needed to do was embrace it…

Six weeks in, and she was adapting extremely well to her role.

She rolled lazily out of bed - out of his bed - and quietly made her way downstairs to her room, where she stripped out of yesterday’s uniform and got ready for a quick shower. After last week’s shopping trip, she had everything here that she needed. 

That was another reason she hadn’t been to her apartment since last month. Drying her hair, she emerged from her on-suite bathroom in a cloud of steam and immediately set to getting ready.  

By the time he was coming downstairs to the office, she was dressed - in black today, the set she’d decided she liked the most - she was already there, their coffees in hand, ready to start the day. 

Today he had meetings all through the morning - so she sat at her desk and started working through the notes from the previous day. He was midway through a support call when he hit a button and his desk raised up so he could stand. As soon as he was comfortably standing, she knelt on the cushion in front of him and unzipped his fly, pulling out his cock.

She loved his cock. She got lost in his eyes, and his voice made her melt, but after the first time she saw his cock - on her fifth day, the first time he’d fingered her for reference, while dictating to her. She’d been dizzy, between the sensations of him ruthlessly stimulating her g-spot and  trying to keep up with the rapid pace of his words, and didn’t notice he was jacking off until he grunted softly.

She’d looked back, then - into his eyes, first, those hypnotic pools of gray, and only when he glanced down had her haze followed and - it was perfect, long, thick, throbbing, a drop of precum dripping from the tip as he gently stroked it. She’d begged him to fuck her, that later that afternoon, and that was the first night she’d spent at the office, working late. 

 And the best part - or the worst part, or the hardest part - was that he did expect her to work, despite it all. The uniform, she found, not only kept her on display and accessible, but she felt sexier in it, and even the heels were comfortable too, somehow - but it didn’t make it any easier to be bent over his desk, cockwarming him while he rattled off erotica to her to transcribe. She had to make sure his notes and files got organized, even if she was asked to bounce on a dildo for reference. She had to balance his schedules and make sure his emails were dealt with, even if she chose to spend the morning on her knees trying to distract him while he was on a call. 

Four months in, and she was starting to put a few things together. 

Sir kept assigning her more hypnosis to review, and no matter how good it felt to spend hours on his desk, fulfilling her role, she was only barely keeping up with the notes, and the scheduling, and taking his dick-tation - she giggled, now, whenever she thought of it like that - was even more intense now that he’d started writing a lot of breeding stories. 

She also barely ever slept in her own bed anymore. He liked having her close - for inspiration, he said - but he also liked picking a hole to use to satisfy himself in the middle of the night, and filling her up with another load.

She wasn’t complaining, of course - she would do it even if she wasn’t getting paid - but her birth control pills had vanished from the cabinet, and she couldn’t help but notice that over the next few months the scheduled titles were starting to shift from breeding into pregnancy stories.

A year into her employment and six months into her pregnancy, deskpet was starting to worry. 

She was falling behind now, everything was taking more and more time. The hypnos had made deskpet much, much happier, and now she barely had thoughts at all besides the ones that Sir put in her brain for her to use - but it meant that typing was harder, and now when she was cockwarming or taking dick-tation - she giggled - all she wanted to do was go blank and fulfill her role of serving his cock. 

But he worked so hard, and he deserved help - more help than she could give. 

She thought about it for a while, and set about posting an ad. 

‘Help Wanted: Skilled Secretary’ the ad began….

[mumbledramblings]

where'd you get the stampede vash shimeji?👉👈

funny coincidence, i just made a post about this yesterday! I just searched "trigun shimeji" here on tumblr, lmao. granted it's now full of my posts (oops) so I'll just link them all here:

Stampede Vash (the original tweet appears to be deleted or otherwise unfindable so i'll link the post where i first found it):

98/Maximum Vash:

(if you can't see the link, click HERE instead)

Knives:

[zorolver]

If daddy works from home I demand a beanbag beside his desk where he can fuck me and use me as he pleases or I can read in my quiet bubble but still be in his presence💕

I just wanna be a cute perfect desk pet / cocksleeve

[neonpeppermintart]

My A. gestroi :)

[sadistiknerd]

Anyway Warhammer 40k space marine 2 came out ✌

[empty-sigh]

pretty slut who’s obsessed with me come be my deskpet & fucktoy

[sosuperawesome]

Snail Deskpets // Drowsy Bugshop on Etsy

[mumbledramblings]

they're watching me play video games (i am very bad at it)

[ishtea]

life is short, tell your little sister to stop wasting hers by playing video games all day

make her your deskpet

play her favorite video games all day while she cockwarms you with her cute lil mouth

i’m- i mean she’s much happier this way ^_^

[zeeposting]

i downloaded a deskpet, but it mightve been a virus

[conor-x]

Having one (or two👀) deskpets to distract me from the stressful and sometimes boring work days would make the weekdays so much better. ❤️‍🔥

[tinyfairart]

Hello, I'm Fair! I'm a 23 Aro/Ace/Agender artist just starting out. I'm multi-fandom but am currently hyperfixating on the DCA's.

Commissions are currently open

Scenes Commissions

Regular Commissions

Sona piece is made by @strawberrymothteeth, go show them some love 💗

All of my artwork in under the #myart tag for easy reference. I also include the tags #fair buys stuff and #store planning. I also have a #agenda page that I try to keep updated. I try not to spam reblog too much over here but that can be difficult lol

My current big project is my dca au @everlastingorbit go check it out

My current and past fandoms include-

Undertale

Deltarune

FNAF

OFF

AHIT

Blasphemous

Splatoon

Chainsaw man

ENA

Ikemen Sengoku

Obey me!

Lobotomy Corp

OPM

Lupin the 3rd

Bayonetta

Hollow Knight

and many many more

If you also like bats and have bat facts. SEND THEM! I would loveee to hear about your favorite bat species! My inbox is always open to bat infodumping lol

I plan on starting a shop some time in December where I will be selling stickers, buttons, perler bead art, deskpets, prints, and potentially T-shirts. I may also start my first commissions somewhere around there as well.

I enjoy artwork a lot. I'm currently in college working on getting a degree in museum curation so I can continue this passion. My dream is to preserve artwork on an international scale and build appreciation within traditional settings for contemporary art!

Because of this passion if you are a small artist within any of my fandoms I will promote and reblog your work if you tag me. If you have a unrelated fandom piece you want eye's on send it to me and I'll also consider promoting it.

I also tend to promote small art businesses when I buy stuff so look out for that.

[cult-of-lilith]

came twice to your blog recently, couldn't resist checking your blog again and now i'm feeling really needy again and i really want need to have my throat be used like a fleshlight

is there enough space for someone to fit under your desk? asking for no reason in particular

Oh my desk already has pillows under it ready and waiting for a needy deskpet to cum against my leg as I train their throat like a fleshlight 😘

[dabisbratz]

sonny!! what r ur thoughts on higurama(..he's so handsome but i feel like he's dying soon😭)

wanna be his deskpet who keeps his cock warm while he works n every time he snaps his fingers tget m’attention mwanna choke on it ૮꒰ྀི ∩៸៸៸∩ ‎꒱ྀིა

[lilithsterrarium]

A well known, prestegious monster research school full of people all readily trying to brouden their horizons and learn more about the mythical creatures that inhabit the world! One of the newer recruits, a bright-eyed fairy named Lilith seems... particularly interested.

Sure, she's not given the most legendary tasks (besides the small, deskpet sized wyverns, its clear they wont let her anywhere near a full sized dragon), but someone has to record the smaller creatures! Wings fluttering eagerly, she hands in page after page of detailed reports, always happy to help.

A few other girls know the truth and tease her over it. Sure, her methods of getting particular information on reproduction is certainly... unique... they can admit she is good at what she does. That being said, she REALLY has to stop leaving wet spots on all the real people's work...

You can find her fluttering about in her uniform, a little too small even for her, happily whizzing towards whatever she needs to study next... happy to get to know anyone curious about the pint-sized scholar.

[feliciavox]

who wants to be my new deskpet? 👀

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