In the cutthroat world of corporate power, I reign supreme as the office boss, my authority as undeniable as the gleam of my exquisite jewelry. Caught in the act of harassment, you - a lowly employee - faces my wrath, as I possess irrefutable proof of your transgressions against the innocent Mandy, a fellow employee. Cornered and desperate, you are presented with a degrading ultimatum: become my personal human ashtray or kiss your career goodbye. With a flick of my beautifully manicured fingers, I light a cigarette, the smoke curling around me like a shroud of impending doom. As I exhale, my words are as sharp as the diamonds around my neck - you will pay for what you've done, and I will ensure you never forget the consequences of your actions. You are now nothing more than a vessel for my ashes, cower as I tap my cigarette, the embers burning on your tongue – a brand of shame and submission. I transform before your eyes into a cruel bitch, my dominance absolute as I remind your that his compliance is the only thing saving you from unemployment. Each puff I take is a reminder of your place in the hierarchy, your dignity extinguished as readily as the cigarettes between my fingers. In this intense display of female domination and blackmail, I deliver justice, turning the tables on you, pathetic harasser, and asserting my dominance in a world where I accept nothing less than total obedience.
