"Choose or Lose", a Boss/employee
scenario.
-By slave "billy".
A tall, beautiful woman greeted me at the door. "Come in" "You
must be Billy"...
Yes, I replied, I am.
"Please be seated", She said, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Ms. Ingrid,
the new Vice President of Human Resources. I have asked you here as part
of my new Employee Communication Policy. I will be having a variety of
these sorts of meetings with various employees. Today, we will be reviewing your
prior year's performance and we will also go over the new Employee Incentive
Plan for the next year."
I have the details of your performance over the past year, and
also a list of company policy violations you have committed. We
will begin with the most serious of these "violations."
Ms Ingrid moves to stand in front
of my chair.
"Do you deny that you have used the Company internet to view pornography?" demanded
Ms Ingrid.
"No, I cannot deny it", I reply meekly.
"You like BDSM, Foot worship and Femdom websites don't you?".
"Yes, I do."
"Then you have a simple choice, I can either immediately accept your resignation
without any severance package, or you
can agree to be come My slave. You see, this is either your
dream come true, or your worst nightmare. A Woman to make
all your painful fantasies come true, and the power over you to
act them out for My enjoyment, whether you like it or not." Well,
what do you say Billy-boy?"
"I will be your slave, Ms Ingrid." I reply looking down. I knew I had no
choice, and yes, I knew it was what I have always
wanted.
A sharp slap across my face brings my attention up. My face
is suddenly grasped in Her hand. Looking sharply into my
eyes, she says, very sternly "you will address Me as Mistress
Ingrid at all times! Do you understand?"
When I looked into Her eyes, i knew i found where i wanted to be.
Mistress Ingrid was in control of me now. i both feared Her and
desired Her. She knew it, and knew just how use and twist
my desire against me.
"Yes Mistress Ingrid, i understand.
"Very well then.
I shall now introduce to the new company disciplinary rules." "First,
porn on the internet", She says scornfully, "How sophomoric.
And for that we shall begin with a sophomoric punishment."
Mistress sits down on her chair. "Drop your pants." She commands.
Down to your ankles, now move beside the chair and bend over My
lap. Act childish, be punished like a child, with a good
spanking."
She begins with a hard slap.
Mistress Ingrid then begin to spank me. All the while, She
is lecturing me on looking at porn, wasting the company's time,
telling me that I need this kind of discipline. At first
this was over my underware, but then, Mistress Ingrid noticed. "What
cute under pants. Well, we can't have these in the way any more." and
with that she pulls them down.
"Now slave., you will count and thank me for each one.." Each one was a bit more
intense than the last. Thankfully She stopped after 10.
"Stand-up..follow Me...
I struggle as my pants are around my knees. Mistress leads
me to a back room. Its dimly lit, but inside I can see a
jail cell, a whipping post and an infirmary type bed.
Strip, She commands me. She stands there watching. I comply
as quickly as possible, but Mistress still barks out order to go
faster, to not be lazy...
Once I am completely naked, Mistress grabs me by the wrist and
shackles me to the sturdy whipping post. My arms are stretched
over my head and locked into place. My legs are spread wide
enough that I am forced to stand on my toes, and then they to are
locked into place.
"Now Billy, I am an old fashioned disciplinarian when it comes to punishing wayward
employees," Mistress Ingrid begins. "I don't have much faith in the new-age
way human resources. I have faith in my whips and paddles. Lessons
learned painfully are learned best,hmmm?"."
And with that, She delivers a sharp stinging shot across by already
sensitive arse. For the next few minutes, She continues to "Get
my attention" as She puts it.
As she whips me harder and harder, She explains: "This first
bit is to make sure that I have your attention,slave. Do I
have you attention? This whipping is just to be certain
that you are listening. And,we have not even gotten to
the training portion of your whipping. I need to know
you are listening." All the while She coldly whips my
arse, legs and back.
At first, I try to tell Her I that She has
my attention and that I am listening, but She quickly tires
of hearing my voice and gags me. Now, I suffer in silence
until Mistress Ingrid decides that She has my attention sufficiently
for Her purposes.
After hearing enough of my screams, She relents. I hear her
approach the post.
Mistress Ingrid, now speaking in a soothing and very intimate tone,
consoles me, confirming every so sweetly, "I do have your attention
now, don't I slave?"
I can only nod in agreement.
"Well, She says, Its time to move onto the new company rules...
Mistress Ingrid removes the gag..
"You will repeat these rules" Rule Number 1, Mistress Ingrid is always
right...
SMACK! Her hand lands on my already red arse, and I repeat "Rule
Number 1...
"Rule Number 2" She says, When in doubt, see Rule Number 1." SMACK! Again
she punctuates the
rule with a hard smack to my arse. I repeat Rule Number 2..
"This is all you ever need to know slave..Keep repeating each rule in succession,
This your new mantra." And with that She stands there spanking my hot-stinging
arse.
"Now Billy, after a brisk flogging on the whipping post and
any other tortures I may devise; I think that it may be a nice
transition to learning one of your new job responsibilities." Mistress
Ingrid then leads me (collar and leash) out in to Her office. She
orders me under Her desk. Mistress Ingrid says, since
you look at so many footworship sites, I will presume you know
how to properly worship a woman's feet. Besides, I'm getting
a bit bored with you. I'd like to rest a little and review
some other important work. If you please Me, I might
consider advancing your training a bit. That means learning
the company incentive plan, and the rewards program. If
you fail to please Me, you will return to your post for the
rest of the day.
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