Page 21 of His to Correct

CHAPTER 11

Melissa

I rushed back to my desk, my cheeks flushed and my heart racing. I tried to push away the vivid images from the video, but they kept intruding on my thoughts. Georgette’s cries, the angry red welts on her bottom, the look of ecstasy on her face as Michael…

No. Focus. This is about work. About… change.

I took a deep breath and opened my proposal document. To my surprise, words began to flow from my fingertips as if they had a life of their own. The episode I had just watched, as disturbing as it had been—maybebecauseof the effect it had had on me—had sparked something in my mind. I saw connections I hadn’t before, patterns emerging from the data.

Recent audience response data, I typed furiously,indicates a significant trend among a currently small, but clearly susceptible to explosive growth, segment of viewership: femaleviewers of New Modesty Blue in households where the male breadwinner does not watch NMB.

The segment has not been given the attention it deserves, and so we aren’t even sure how the circumstance comes about. It appears, though, that certain customers acquire their NMB subscriptions either by mistake or because they’re interested but too busy to watch. A statistically significant number of their resident wives and partners, however, become frequent NMB viewers. These viewers respond with levels of arousal that often exceed that of loyal male subscribers who watch with comparable frequency.

Assessment’s recent whitepaper,Points of Reference: a Model for Cryptic Submissives’ Engagement, provides a fascinating look at how submissive women in long-term relationships can use erotic content as an essential reference point for conversations with their partners about submission. I theorize that the phenomenon they observe represents a significant opportunity for marketing NMB.

I paused, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. Was I really writing this? But I couldn’t deny the truth of it. The data was there in the whitepaper on the one hand and in the audience data on the other.

The episode ‘Georgette’s Kitchen Lesson’ serves as a prime example of NMB’s ability to provide a point of reference for submissive desires, I continued.The situation and the authenticity of the real-world New Modesty couple tap into deep-seated fantasies that many of these cryptically submissive women struggle to articulate.

I swallowed hard as a new wave of arousal threatened to derail me into picturing Georgette’s face.

By presenting real scenarios of women like Georgette receiving loving but firm discipline and then being made to give pleasure to their partners, NMB offers such viewers a spectrum of experiences to explore vicariously. That, in turn, as Assessment’s whitepaper makes clear, makes it easier for submissive women to identify and express their own boundaries and desires to their partners.

The words poured out of me, filling paragraph after paragraph. Using the incredible wealth of data Assessment had collected, I delved into the psychology behind submission. I even managed to cite their studies on the therapeutic effects of submission for depressed women, pushing far, far away my thoughts about my own needs or lack thereof. I analyzed the careful balance Georgette’s shameful punishment struck between fantasy fulfillment and responsible portrayal of consent and aftercare.

Moreover, I wrote, my cheeks burning,the production quality and attention to detail in episodes like ‘Georgette’s Kitchen Lesson’ create an immersive experience for viewers. The authentic reactions of the couple, the palpable chemistry between them, and the meticulous staging all contribute to the realism that resonates deeply with the audience.

I found myself describing specific moments from the episode—the way Michael’s voice softened even as he disciplined Georgette, the way she responded to the discomfort of his hardness in her smallest hole. I wrote about how these elementscreated a holistic representation of a D/s relationship, one that went beyond mere physical acts to explore the emotional dynamics at play.

Every one of these aspects of NMB’s content corresponds to Assessment’s observations on points of reference,I concluded. By providing such vivid, multifaceted portrayalsNMB serves as the safe space for exploration and self discovery that this segment clearly needs, to help them address the issue of submission with their husbands and partners. The marketing campaign outlined above, targeted at this underserved segment, could potentially add as many as ten million subscriptions within six months of launch.

As I finished typing the last sentence, I realized my hands were trembling. I stared at the screen, my heart pounding, as I tried to process what I had just written. The words seemed to blur before my eyes, a mix of business strategy and barely concealed eroticism.

I had poured everything into this proposal—my marketing expertise, my analysis of the data, and the part of me I still, in my conscious mind, refused to acknowledge even existed. Or, if it did exist, it represented a private little insanity.

A secret garden?I felt my cheeks heat instantly to scalding.

Geniuses were all crazy, right? Not to pretend I was a genius, but maybe I could use that crazy part of me to do smart stuff?

Smart? Or…

The vivid descriptions of Georgette’s punishment, the careful examination of the emotional dynamics at play—it all feltintensely personal in a way I hadn’t anticipated, and it made the inside of my head feel like it would push its darkest recesses out into the world if I thought too hard.

My cheeks burned as I scrolled back over the report and saw specific phrases I’d typed, doing my best not to read them as I put them on the screen.The authentic reactions of the couple…the palpable chemistry between them… Had I really written those words about a scene of domestic discipline and anal sex?

Notmeme, though, right? My little bit of crazy, which is different.

I shook my head, trying to clear it. I could make this just about work, I told myself firmly. In the real world, the one where I actually lived, what I had put on that screen was just a business proposal. The fact that my thighs were pressed tightly together, that I could feel the dampness in my panties—that represented a simple physiological response. It didn’t mean anything.

Okay, I’m not actually that stupid. There’s nothing that doesn’t mean anything. Gibbon… Carlyle… Darwin, for God’s sake: they would all tell me that. But…

ButIget to decide what it means—and what I’m going to do with it.

I needed to get my mind off this. To think about something else—anything else. Put this proposal on track toward whatever future it might have, and move on to learning the business at a more practical level. With slightly shaky fingers, I opened my email and wrote a message to Mandy.

Hi, Mandy,

I was hoping to get some time on Stuart’s calendar to discuss a project I’ve been working on. Could you please let me know his availability for the next few days?

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