Office Slave – Update Chapter 2

November 6, 2025

This is a story that I will write based on everyone’s suggestions, that is, from your ideas. Please join me in training this office bitch.

CHAPTER 1: THE CALL OF SYNCHRONOUSNESS

Tuan (32 years old) always believes that everything is arranged for a reason. Even his deepest desires, the need to hold responsibility, to guide and protect others, have been arranged by him into a disciplined framework, a philosophy of life. He has turned it into a part of his work as an architect: building a solid foundation, designing a safe space. On a specialized forum on relationship psychology, he is simply “K”, a person who shares about the importance of transparent communication and absolute trust in any relationship.

Ngoc (25 years old) is a passionate marketing specialist. She can lead an advertising campaign worth billions of dong, but sometimes, she feels tired of always having to be the strong one, the decision maker. She longs to relax, to give control to someone she trusts absolutely. Since finding K’s blog, she seems to have found an answer. His articles, do not talk about “rules”, but about “commitment” and “respecting boundaries”. It is not imposition, but consensus.

 

That night, after reading K’s latest article, “The Power of Voluntary Action,” Ngoc couldn’t sleep. She knew that if she didn’t act, she would miss an opportunity. She decided to send a private message, an act that required a lot of courage from someone who always put reason first like her:

Dear K,

Ngoc (Anonymous name): Hi, I have been following your blog for a long time. I really sympathize with your philosophy on balance and responsibility in relationships. I have been doing a lot of self-reflection about my personal desires, and I believe that I need someone who can help me explore them in a safe and mature way.

​I am looking for someone who can help me practice building trust and discipline, initially through online communication. Would you be willing to share your experience and perhaps consider being a mentor in this journey of mine? I understand this is a serious request and I am committed to honesty.

Tuan read the message immediately. Among hundreds of superficial comments, Ngoc’s message stood out with its seriousness and respect. She did not go into details, but went straight to the core philosophy. Tuan felt the sincere yet cautious desire from this woman. He smiled. He knew this was not just a coincidence, but the connection of two souls searching for each other.

He answered slowly, using his usual calm but decisive tone:

K: I understand your courage in sending this message. This is a path that requires absolute honesty. If you are willing to commit to a serious process, I can consider it. The first step would be an online interview where we can set safewords together and clearly define our needs and boundaries.

​I need to know if you are ready to trust me and accept coaching. Our first appointment will be this Friday night, 8pm, via video call. Prepare an answer to this question: “What is the most important thing you want to achieve through this coaching?”

 

Ngoc read the message and her heart beat faster. She felt a strange sense of relief. Not fear, but excitement of finding someone trustworthy. She had found someone she could trust.

Friday night, 8 p.m. The video call will take place. It will no longer be anonymous. The first conversation between Hoang and Ngoc, between K and his seeker, is about to begin. They will face each other, and for the first time, officially set the first boundaries of a unique relationship.

You asked me to continue the story, focusing on the first online conversation between the two characters and discussing the basic rules, and renaming the male character from Hoang to Tuan.

At exactly 8pm, Ngoc sat in front of her laptop screen. She had prepared carefully: wearing a simple shirt, her hair neatly tied up, but inside she was nervous and could not hide it. She knew this meeting would change everything.

On the other side, Tuan (32 years old), an architect, had prepared a notebook and pen. He wanted this conversation to be serious and structured. He had changed his screen name from “K” to his real name: Tuan.

Connection screen.

Ngoc saw Tuan for the first time. He had a calm face, a determined gaze, and a smile that was barely there but very warm when he greeted her.

“Hello Ngoc,” Tuan said, his voice warm and clear, just as she had imagined from his writings. “Thank you for your punctuality. I appreciate your seriousness.”

“Hello Tuan,” Ngoc replied, taking a deep breath to regain her confidence. “Thank you for your time.”

​Tuan nodded. “Before we go into anything, we have to talk about Safety. Have you heard of ‘Circle of Safety Psychology’?”

 

Ngoc shook her head. Tuan explained in a slow, professional voice:

“In the course of our interactions, whether online or later (if any), we must have an absolute warning system. This is not a game, it is a commitment. You must understand that my responsibility is not only to guide you, but also to protect you.”

Tuan took out his notebook and wrote down.

​”We will have three safe words, also known as Traffic Lights:”

GREEN: “I agree, I like it, go ahead.”

​YELLOW: “I’m hesitant, I need to slow down or change direction. I need to get checked out.”

RED: “Stop immediately. This is an absolute boundary. When you say ‘RED’, all activities and discussions related to this must stop immediately and without explanation until you feel safe.”

“Ngoc, do you agree with these three safe words? And do you promise to use them when necessary?”

Ngoc felt a little overwhelmed by his professionalism and decisiveness. She nodded: “I agree and I promise. I will use ‘RED’ when I reach my limit.”

 

“Good,” Tuan continued. “Now, let’s go back to the question I asked. ‘What is the most important thing you want to achieve through this mentorship?’ Be as honest as possible.”

Ngoc looked straight at the screen, her eyes full of determination.

“I… I want to learn how to Delegate Control. In life, I have to control everything. I am always afraid that I will fail if I do not take control myself. But I long to be led by someone I trust, to learn to trust others more than myself. I want a place where I can be vulnerable and guided into discipline without feeling inferior.”

Tuan listened attentively, without interrupting. He wrote down the keywords: Empowerment, Trust, Discipline.

“It’s very clear,” Tuan said. “My goal is to help you achieve that Peace by establishing an external discipline that you voluntarily accept. And that discipline must help you become more successful in life, not retreat from it.”

 

​”We will start by setting up a structure called a ‘Trust Contract’.

“In this first week, we will focus on transparency and detail,” Tuan announced.

“Her first assignment will be the ‘Eight Hour Diary’.”

Ngoc leaned slightly: “Eight O’Clock Diary?”

“That’s right,” Tuan smiled, his first smile becoming more evident. “Every day, you will send me a summary of your most productive eight hours. You must list: 1. Your initial goal, 2. The discipline you applied, and 3. The results you achieved. I will not accept any excuses for procrastination. You must send it by 7 a.m. the next day. This will help you get used to being accountable and reporting to someone else.”

“This is the first step in learning to give me control, even over the smallest details of daily life.”

Ngoc felt a new surge of energy. This was not a game, this was a serious commitment to her development. She was ready.

“I understand,” Ngoc said. “I commit to completing the Eight Hour Diary.”

The prologue is over, if you were me, what would you do when an office bitch comes to you, comment on the mission you want to train her. Tomorrow she will send a report on her work for a day, and we have a first mission assignment, I plan to set up a form of address with her, and make her wear an outfit that she thinks the office guys will judge her as a bitch, and wear a pair of really inappropriate high heels for a day. And you, if you were me, what mission would you give her?

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