When My Boss found out my Dominatrix Identity

29 Jun 09

When My Boss found out my Dominatrix Identity

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.

But that changed one day. It was a boring afternoon when there weren’t many emails to check. I decided to check my own personal emails. I have a computer of my own, so that was not a problem. I logged in to my Lady Tyranna id and checked what was new. Much was new. About 12 emails. One of them caught my eye – “The punishment is still on, Lady Tyranna. Can’t wait for when you will come and untie me. – Your obedient slave, Cole.”

I enjoyed that one. The sight of slave Cole sitting with his legs and torso tied to the computer chair where I sat this morning made me horny. I shot a reply. “Don’t email. Your punishment increases. – Lady T.” As I hit the ‘send’ button, I became aware I was being watched. Indeed I was, my boss was staring on the moni! tor like a hawk.

He called me in about 10 minutes later. I had decided I wouldn’t worry. After all, it was my personal life.

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.

I am one of those few women whose bosses are their slaves. He calls me Lady T too. Right now, as I sit typing this, I am in his cabin, on his chair. He is sitting on the floor, naked, wrists tied to his ankles, back red from the recent flogging. He is watching fearfully at the big strap-on that I have kept on his desk, ready for him. It is punishment time for him.

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