I work as a smalltime secretary in a smalltime firm. Not much work here. My own work is quite simple – just read the emails the company gets and forward the important ones to the boss. Easy job; I am enjoying it here.
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But what I miss in the few hours of the day I am working is my alternate life. My BDSM life. I miss the twinks who call me Lady Tyranna. I miss the nighttimes when I am a totally different person.
It was a particularly boring day at the job when I decided to go through some of my more colorful personal email. I had a desk and computer to my own in a discreet corner of the office so that was possible. I logged in to my Lady Tyranna id and checked the email. Among the dozens of emails I had got the last night was one from Cole. It was a particularly short one – “Am still punished, Lady Tyranna. Waiting for evening when you will come untie me. – Your slave, Cole”
I smiled. Thinking of how I had stripped and tied him nude on the computer chair made me wet. I composed a reply – “Your tyrant will be back. Stay as you are, bitch. – Lady T” And I sent it. And then suddenly it dawned on me. There was a shadow over my shoulder. It was him – my boss.
Ten minutes later he called me in. I was worried, but then I thought what he has got to do with my personal life. I went in.
The surprising thing was that he didn’t tell me anything apart from routine work. I thought he was done and I was moving out, when he said, “I like it too.” I didn’t get it at first. Then, he lifted his shirt sleeves up. What I saw underneath made me understand what he meant. I saw red marks on his wrists.
Now, things are different. My boss is my boss only in name. He is now my slave. I am his Lady T. Even now, I have him waiting. I am writing this from his office cabin on his PC. He is sitting ther! e on the ground, completely naked, his legs folded and his ankles and wrists tied together. He waits for punishment. His back is red from the whipping he got not 15 minutes ago. He has a strap-on waiting for him. It’s here. On my desk. He is looking at it with fear. It is time now!
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She was sipping a whiskey sour and wearing a black spandex dress that showed off her curvy hips. I had not had much success with the ladies that night, but I thought, “why not?” So I made my way to her as she crossed her legs and asked her if I could join her.
“Yes”, she said in a commanding and mesmerizing tone. I sat down and asked her the usual questions. Her gaze was doing things to me and when she grabbed my thigh, I was so turned on. Surprised, but turned on.
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She answered my question and made no mention of what just happened. I asked her where she worked and her hand crept further up my thigh until it was near my penis. She looked at me and sucked her maraschino cherry. At the same time, she took my cock in her hands and stroked it up and down.
We hailed a cab and made our way to her place. I was fingering her sweet pussy and enjoying the wetness while she was stroking my very hard dick all the way to her place. She consumed my kisses with a hunger I hadn’t experienced in a while.
We got to her place and she started ripping my clothes off. “Close your eyes” she said, and she wrapped a blindfold around them. When she handcuffed me to the bed stand, I could not object.
I was enjoying her kisses when she asked me if I wanted her. I moaned yes. When she asked me if I trusted her, I was already too weak to say no. I felt a chill run up my body caused by the uncertainty of what was going to happen.
She wrapped my hard dick with an ice cold washcloth, and I lost it. Then, when I had deflated, she put a metal ring around my penis. I wanted to protest, but she immediately shushed me by letting me suck her fingers. They were covered with her wetness and it tasted sweet.
I immediately went hard again. Once it grew to the size of the cock ring, it began to hurt. I wanted to scream for the pain to stop but she straddled me and let my dick in her. I had never experienced anything like that before.
The intense pleasure I was feeling, and her screams only made me want to cum. There was something blocking my orgasm – the cock rings. I could tell that at least she was having an orgasm because of the way that she was moaning and screaming. I wish I could see that.
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