When My Boss found out my Dominatrix Identity

30 Jun 09

When My Boss found out my Dominatrix Identity

I am a secretary in a small firm. People mostly mind their own business here. No sweat! I have a few simple tasks to do here, including checking emails. I filter the unwanted ones and send the important ones to the boss’ id.

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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.”

Good! I loved this slave. Barely 20 and very much yielding. I had tied his legs and torso to the computer chair this morning, without a stitch of clothing on his body. He would sit that way till I returned. I replied. “Wait for your mistress, bitch. – Lady T.” And then I saw it. He – my boss – was looking over my shoulder at the screen.

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.

Today, our equation has changed. I am the boss, he is my slave. I am Lady T for him also. Even right now, as I am writing this from his computer in his room, he is down there on the floor – without a stitch on his body and his wrists and ankles tied together. His back is red where he just got the whip. He is eying warily at the huge strap-on on the desk. Everything is set – his time for punishment is now.

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