Yoongi gripped the steering wheel of his sleek black car as they cruised down the busy morning streets, a smirk playing on his lips. Valentina sat next to him, her legs crossed and her posture perfectly poised, but he knew she was far from calm beneath the surface. Today was going to be an interesting day.

His eyes flickered toward her momentarily, watching the way her fingers lightly drummed on her knee, a subtle sign of her nerves. She had no idea what he had planned for her. Of course, Valentina was used to his games by now, but today he had something special in mind.

Beneath her stylish pencil skirt, she was wearing the vibrating panties he had gifted her the night before. It was his latest test of her submission, and one he was looking forward to exploring. Yoongi couldn't help but smirk again at the thought of the control he had over her body, even when they were surrounded by the professionalism of the workplace.

"Everything alright?" he asked, his voice smooth and casual, as though he wasn’t planning to turn her world upside down the moment they walked into the office.

Valentina glanced at him, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Master. Just mentally preparing for the day."

Yoongi chuckled softly. "Good. You'll need all the focus you can muster today."

Her brow furrowed slightly, but she didn’t question him further. She knew better than to push for answers when Yoongi was in one of his moods. There was always a plan brewing in that sharp mind of his, and it was only a matter of time before she was caught in the middle of it.

As they pulled into the underground parking lot of their office building, Yoongi cut the engine and turned to her. "Remember what I told you this morning?"

Valentina nodded, feeling a flutter of nervous excitement in her stomach. "Yes, Master."

Yoongi reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small, sleek remote. "Good." His thumb brushed over one of the buttons, and without warning, the low, steady vibration of the panties began between her legs.

Valentina’s breath hitched, her eyes widening as she gripped the edge of her seat. The sensation was intense but controlled, just enough to catch her off guard but not so much that she would lose control—yet.

Yoongi’s smirk deepened. "You will stay professional today, no matter what. You will answer calls, handle meetings, and present yourself as the perfect secretary. And you will not cum unless I give you permission. Understood?"

Valentina nodded quickly, her cheeks flushing as the vibrations continued to hum between her thighs. "Yes, Master."

With that, Yoongi got out of the car and walked around to her side, opening the door for her like the perfect gentleman. Valentina stepped out, her legs feeling slightly unsteady, but she managed to maintain her composure.

The short walk from the parking lot to the office felt like an eternity. Every step sent small tremors of pleasure through her body, the vibrations growing slightly stronger as Yoongi adjusted the intensity with each passing minute. By the time they reached the elevator, her heart was racing, and it took everything in her to keep a neutral expression on her face.

Inside the elevator, Yoongi leaned casually against the wall, his hand casually in his pocket, fingers wrapped around the remote. Valentina stood beside him, her hands clenched at her sides, trying to ignore the way her body was responding to the constant teasing.

The elevator dinged softly as they reached their floor, and Yoongi led the way to his office. Valentina followed, her steps precise and controlled, though inside, she was fighting the urge to squirm. The vibrations had been constant, never relenting, and she knew Yoongi was just getting started.

As soon as they entered the office, Yoongi moved behind his large desk, and Valentina took her seat at her smaller desk nearby. She immediately set to work, opening her laptop and sorting through the list of calls and meetings for the day. Her hands trembled slightly as she typed, the constant hum between her legs making it difficult to focus, but she forced herself to remain professional.

Yoongi watched her from across the room, his eyes gleaming with amusement. He could see the tension in her body, the way she was struggling to maintain her composure, and it thrilled him. He loved testing her limits, pushing her to the edge without ever letting her fall over it.

As the morning wore on, Valentina handled her tasks with quiet efficiency, though every phone call, every email, was a test of her resolve. The vibrations never stopped, sometimes growing stronger, sometimes easing off, but always present. Yoongi made sure of that.

Just as she was about to take a much-needed break, an email notification popped up on her screen. It was from Yoongi. She clicked it open, her heart pounding as she read the message.

_"Meet me in my office in five minutes. And don’t forget your manners."_

Valentina swallowed hard. She knew exactly what he meant. Steeling herself, she stood up from her desk and made her way over to his office door, knocking softly before entering. Yoongi was seated behind his desk, his expression unreadable as he motioned for her to come closer.

"Take a seat," he said, his voice calm and commanding.

Valentina did as instructed, sitting down across from him, her legs crossed tightly. The vibrations were still going, though Yoongi had lowered the intensity to a gentle hum, just enough to keep her on edge.

"You’ve been doing well so far," Yoongi said, leaning back in his chair. "But I think it’s time for a little more fun."

Without another word, he picked up the remote and turned the vibrations up to their highest setting. Valentina’s eyes widened, her body jolting as the sudden surge of pleasure shot through her. She bit her lip hard, trying to stifle a moan, her hands gripping the arms of the chair.

Yoongi smirked, watching her struggle. "Tell me, Valentina. How badly do you want to cum right now?"

Her breath came in short, shallow gasps as she fought to maintain control. "Very badly, Master," she whispered.

"And yet," Yoongi continued, his voice dripping with amusement, "you won’t be allowed to. Not until you prove to me that you can handle your tasks with the utmost professionalism, no matter what."

Valentina nodded quickly, her mind a blur of pleasure and frustration. "I understand, Master."

"Good. Now, go back to your desk and continue your work. I’ll call you when I need you."

With a small nod, Valentina stood up on shaky legs and made her way back to her desk. Every step was torture, the vibrations so intense that she could barely think straight. She sat down, her fingers trembling as she tried to focus on her tasks, but it was nearly impossible. The constant stimulation was driving her mad, and Yoongi knew it.

As she worked through the rest of the morning, Valentina found herself teetering on the edge of release more times than she could count. But every time she got close, Yoongi would dial the vibrations down, leaving her hanging just short of her climax. It was infuriating and exhilarating all at once.

Finally, just before lunch, her phone rang. It was Yoongi’s office line. She picked it up quickly, her voice strained but professional.

"Yes, Master?" she answered, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Come to my office. Now."

Valentina’s heart raced as she stood up and walked to Yoongi’s office, the anticipation building with every step. When she entered, Yoongi was waiting for her, leaning against his desk with a wicked smile on his face.

"Take off your panties," he ordered, his voice low and commanding.

Valentina hesitated for only a moment before obeying, slipping the vibrating panties down her legs and handing them to him. Yoongi took them from her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"You’ve done well today," he said, his voice softening slightly. "But your reward will have to wait. For now, you’ll go to lunch with me. No release until I decide."

Valentina’s heart sank slightly at the thought of being denied yet again, but she knew better than to argue. She nodded obediently, knowing that Yoongi’s control over her was absolute—and that, despite everything, she wouldn’t want it any other way.