Art by <a target="_self" href="https://usagiforehead.deviantart.com/" ><img class="avatar" width="50" height="50" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/u/s/usagiforehead.png?4" alt=":iconusagiforehead:" title="UsagiForehead" /></a><br /><br />Featuring <b>Phantom </b>and <a target="_self" href="https://koralin-tea.deviantart.com/" ><img class="avatar" width="50" height="50" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/default.gif" alt=":iconkoralin-tea:" title="koralin-tea" /></a>'s <b>Kat<br /><br /></b><i>The front desks of <b>Mirage</b>&nbsp;were staffed by ordinary folks, most of the time. It was important to present a convincing facade.&nbsp;<br /><br /></i>Most <i>of the time.<br /><br />It was not uncommon to go up a floor, or down a floor, or deeper into the facility and see your worldview slowly change. The kitschy artifacts on the desks took a more high-tech tone, the halls became more sinister, and the dress codes became surprisingly scandalous. <b>Kat </b>would fill in for various duties when needed, and as often as not they involved being tormented and teased by her boss and domina <b>Phantom</b>.&nbsp;<br /><br />Such activities weren't exactly her area of expertise, but she managed to bring a grin to her boss regardless. Oftentimes, that meant modeling different outfits or 'sitting pretty'. Obviously, it also meant serenading the CEO with a gagged and teased serenade of moans and squeaks from straining against thick leather straps.&nbsp;<br /><br />Also, Kat really knew how to organize. The office was spotless... save any occasional flecks of drool that came from gagged lips.&nbsp;</i>