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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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In the early days, this desk job was difficult for me. This was not me. I have a completely different life outside. In the evenings, people call me Lady Tyranna. I love being with my slaves more than at this desk. Yes, you got it right. I am a dominatrix.

However, luckily, I wasn’t meant to live a double ! identity for long. One particular day when the company email inbox was sluggish, I thought I would check mine, which was decidedly more adventurous. I logged in on my alternate id which only a few selected people knew and saw what I had got. There was a very interesting one among the dozens of others – “Still punished. Still naked. Still tied. Waiting for Lady T for release. – 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.

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.

However, it wasn’t that at all. He did some work talk, some small talk and then said, “I am one too.” I did not get it initially. Then he rolled his shirt sleeves up. I saw his wrists. I understood what he meant. The wrists were red and sore.

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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Last Modified: June 30th, 2009
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