The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Monday June 1st

The purpose of this journal is as a sort of written record of my path to becoming a successful business woman. Someday this might become part of my memoirs.

The idea of a journal was suggested by my mentor, Mr. Wilson. He knows what it takes to be successful and I am so glad that he has taken me under his wing, I just know that I am going to learn so much from him.

He told me he keeps a journal and writes in it whenever he can. Mr. Wilson expects to write memoirs one day and plans to reference his journal to jog the inevitable lapses in his memory. He said that most successful people keep journals.

It all made a great deal of sense to me, and I want to be successful, so I am going to keep a journal too.

Since the future me is the only audience for this journal, I can write down anything, even things that I would be embarrassed to tell anyone else. Mr. Wilson specifically suggested that it is important to record not just events but my feelings about them. He said it was also important to make notes about private things, things that nobody else would know. After all, the public stuff will be a matter of record and I will be able to refer to that when I write my memoires, but private events and feelings might be lost or forgotten.

Anyway, I guess I better get started.

Today I started my new job at Wilson Industries, a small and friendly company. I am not yet up to speed with what we do, but Mr. Wilson assures me not to worry about that. After all, I have only just begun. There will be plenty of time to learn all the details later.

I had not originally planned on joining a small firm. I had a couple of great job offers from some large corporations all with excellent management training programs. That is only to be expected for the student who graduated top of her class.

But then I met Mr. Wilson. I cannot remember how I got in touch with him, I must have picked up his application form along with all the other ones. One day near the end of the semester he showed up at my dorm room and, after a moment of confusion, we had a very interesting talk. It was more of an interview I suppose. I felt a little embarrassed that I had forgotten our appointment and he had to come and find me at my room.

Afterwards it was clear that the best route for me was with a smaller company. At one of those large businesses, I would just be a small cog in a big machine. At Wilson Industries I would instead be an important member of a small team. Instead of just working in one department doing the same thing for years on end, I would get the opportunity to work throughout the business and since I am very likely to excel, I would soon be promoted and get more responsibility. An ideal grounding in business and perfect to set me up for the future.

That sounds just like what I wanted. I know that I have excellent talents and that when I am given the opportunity to show my capabilities I can demonstrate how good I am and will soon be promoted to a high-ranking position.

Secondly, he made it clear that at a big company I would get a ‘cookie cutter’ training program that was aimed at all the normal mediocre graduates which they hire. Whereas with him, he was just looking for one excellent candidate, and he was able to offer a personalized training program. Further, he would be able to pass on his extensive knowledge of the industry.

It was perfect. So today I started at Wilson Industries as a ‘management track’ trainee.

The office was in a small business park. There were only a few people working there at the moment. Mr. Wilson explained that most staff worked at a warehouse and distribution center. There were less than a dozen employees at the head office and Mr. Wilson spent a few minutes introducing me to them.

The most exciting introduction for me personally, besides Mr. Wilson, was another young woman named Alison, who he introduced as an executive and department head. I am extremely pleased. She looks to be middle twenties, and already a head of a department! I am excited to meet her since it proves that I have made the right move, Wilson Industries certainly does not discriminate against women, and is happy to promote very competent people, of either gender, rapidly. That is what Mr. Wilson told me later when I asked him.

I did not get a chance to talk with Alison much since she had to return to work, I hope I can pick her brains over the next few weeks. I was a little surprised by her clothes though. Her skirt was short and her blouse very low-cut, revealing an awful lot of cleavage. Also, her blouse was quite sheer and I could clearly see that she was not wearing a bra! The cold air conditioning must have been affecting her too, since her nipples were very prominent. I felt a little embarrassed for her but she seemed fine about it. Do not get me wrong, she looked great. But I felt she really ought to tone it down a bit, especially in the office.

There were a couple other women around my age who worked on the phones but I was not sure that I would have much in common with them. They certainly were not executive material. The rest of the staff ranged in age from early thirties up to late forties. Everyone was very friendly and welcomed me to the team.

Mr. Wilson showed me my office. I say office, but it was really no more than a broom closet. Tiny and no windows. I frowned at the small space, but Mr. Wilson reminded me how privileged I was to have my own office already and I realized he was right. You have to start somewhere.

Then there was my job duties. I was a little disappointed at first. I was put to work by Mr. Wilson reviewing figures from the accounts department. It felt a little mundane for a first class honors graduate in Business Studies, more like work for a junior accounts clerk. However, I did not complain, I did not want to rock the boat on my first day. Besides—and I am a little embarrassed to remember this now—I thought that if it turned out I had made a mistake, there were still all those other job offers I could accept.

Well, I worked through the figures, reconciling sales to customers and purchases from suppliers and operating costs etc. It was all codes and figures to me, I found I could not get a proper hold of what the company really sold.

By the middle of the day, I was feeling a little bored and frustrated and was definitely beginning to think that I had made a mistake, when Mr. Wilson dropped by my little office for a ‘welcome on board’ chat.

He was very inspiring and reminded me again why I had taken this job. That I would be getting an extensive training program, but that of course I had to start at the bottom and even though it was a mundane job, someone had to do it. As a management trainee I had to know about as many departments of the business as possible. And of course, once I proved myself, I would soon be promoted and get more responsibility.

It renewed my resolve to impress him and get that promotion. With my new attitude, the rest of the day was not nearly so boring.

Mr. Wilson was good enough to spend short periods with me a couple more times in the afternoon, really just pep talks and some anecdotes. He is such a great boss, I just know that under his tuition I am going to quickly learn so much and it will not be long until I am that successful business woman that I try to visualize in my dreams of the future.

Wednesday 3rd June

I have had a good couple of days at work. I am working through the ledgers, and I must admit I am not any wiser about the business, but Mr. Wilson pointed out that of course that is not important – as long as the figures in the ledgers balance.

Mr. Wilson is so thoughtful. Even though I am only on the first rung of the ladder and he has so much important work to do, he still spares time to give me advice and suggestions.

The most interesting thing today though was some advice Mr. Wilson gave me. We were talking about how important it is for an executive to give the right impression when meeting customers and to set an example to our employees.

He complimented me on my smart suit and said that it was clear I was making an effort to present myself well. However, he did have one suggestion: that I wear a skirt instead of trousers. When I think about it, it is so obvious that I do not know why I did not think of it earlier, or why I was a little shocked at the time that he appeared to be a bit sexist.

He pointed out that while trousers were fine, many people still expect to see women wearing skirts. So while he had no problems with trousers, customers might not be okay with it. The customer is always right, and if we have to put up with them being a bit backwards then so be it, we will be able to win the contract whereas our “purist” competitors will be left out in the cold.

This explanation made me feel relieved to know that he does indeed believe in equality of the sexes, and is just being pragmatic. Mr. Wilson is a very smart man. I just know that I am going to learn so much from him.

So, if wearing a skirt is the price required to win over old-fashioned customers, then it is a price I am willing to pay. Besides, I think I will like wearing skirts to work. They cannot be any more uncomfortable than suits.

I think I only bought those trouser suits because I believed my university professors’ advice that modern women in the workplace wear trousers. I suppose it is part of the divide between academia and the real world. I wonder what else I will learn here “at the coal face” that is different from what is taught at university.

And I have seen Alison a couple of times in the office, though not often as she is clearly very busy. She always wears a stylish, though short, skirt. I think she is going to be an excellent example for me to follow, and Mr. Wilson agreed when I pointed that out.

Anyway, I had to explain to Mr. Wilson that I only had trouser suits, at least until after payday. In response, he showed what a wonderful boss he is. He is going to buy me some clothes for work, paid for with the company’s miscellaneous expenses budget. He wants me to make the very best impression to the rest of the company as possible. It just proved to me that even though I have started in a mundane position that he wants and expects me to do well at the company.

He will buy them over the weekend, so I had to give him all my sizes. Well of course, to be sure, he took my measurements down himself. Luckily he had a tape measure with him. I was a bit embarrassed when he measured my inside leg, his hand was right beside my crotch, and when he measured my bust he accidentally brushed against my breasts. I am not sure he even realized what he had done, or if he did he was very professional about it and did not mention a thing. That would have been far too humiliating.

I did wonder why he needed to buy the clothes rather than give me a budget to buy them myself. But of course he explained that since it was coming out of the company’s expenses budget he was responsible for the expenditure, and besides he knew what would be most appropriate for the office.

I cannot wait until Monday when I get them so that I can dress like a proper executive. I just know that “the clothes maketh the woman” as they say, and being dressed like an executive will mean that I will soon be on my way up.

Saturday 6th June

My first week at Wilson Industries is over. It has been an interesting week overall. The work itself was fairly dull, but I expect that to change once I am promoted, and I am definitely on the fast track to promotion. So, I am happy to put up with a little boring work when I know that it will soon be over and I will be heading up the career ladder, one rung closer to the high-powered executive that I want to be.

I know I am on the fast track because Mr. Wilson is clearly grooming me for a position with responsibility. He is great. I am so lucky that I took this job instead of one of those boring ones at a big faceless corporation. Mr. Wilson kept popping into my office to “see how I’m getting on”, but he spent more time giving me useful advice than checking to see how my work was coming along.

Though at the moment I cannot remember anything specific that he told me. It is all soaking in to my subconscious I guess. I certainly enjoy our chats and know that it is all useful advice.

Sunday 7th June

I have been excited all weekend, anticipating getting my new clothes. I always love to get new clothes, but this feels special. Someone is going out of their way to get them for me and it is to help me do the best job I can, to help me climb the career ladder.

I must admit that just thinking about it has put a smile on my face all weekend.