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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.”

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.

It was a good 10 minutes after which he called me in. I was nervous, but not worried. What I was personally was none of his business.

It was casual talk, at least for a while. He gave me some work. I was readying to move out, when he said, “I love it too.” At first, I didn’t understand. Then he rolled up his sleeves. I saw them. I saw his wrists. They had red marks on them. I instantly understood.

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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