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Monday, October 21, 2013
Me and my Boss: Kinks and Fetishes (Chapter 3)
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Monday, October 14, 2013
Me and my Boss: How it all began (Chapter 1)
A little wild series of story from my past, about one of my direct superior at work.
Vincent, my ex-direct boss and also a person with multiple fetishes, plus a dirty bastard to be exact. He sets his sights on almost all the girls within his department, very persistant and does not gives up even though he has been rejected. He is from India, his grasp of language is somewhat there, though it became obvious to me that I ended up doing most of the presentation when meeting up with clients.
My memory of how it began was not at its best, lots of bits and pieces missing in my head. In the beginning, rumours has already been spreading around about how Vincent was picking up girls from within our department. Even though it was just a few rumours, many ladies steered clear from him and tried not to have much contact with him as much as possible. Due to this it even led to a drop in the female staff in my department and caused an increased in male staff within my department, though he was not questioned at all for such behavior.
I had little experience with him but a couple of times he tried to ask me out, which I rejected him flatly. Later on there was a client whom I had to meet up with, and unfortunately for me, he was invited to be present too. This led to one of our first few meeting, which ended up on the wrong side of the table. During the entire business talk, well I was rather ignorant about holding my liquor and ended up drinking way too much than I could handle. Many of the details are lost in my mind, the only thing I could recall off was vaguely that I had sex with my boss, and I awoke with him next to me, both of us naked and dried cum on my face. My pussy felt sore as well and that signified some activity has happened indefinitely. Countless of used condoms layed on the ground, we were at a hotel but none of the condoms had cum in it.
From this incident onwards, Vincent began acting differently towards me. Even though I shunned from the topic of sex when with him, sometimes even just by walking past him, I would get playfully spanked by him out of no where. It became more frequent and in just a few days after that incident, somehow he pulled me into more business opportunities and even made me take up another role of being his assistant. I wanted more exposure to my job, but was not interested to be his assistant at all, either way I had to stick around to increase my exposure.This marked the start of his exploitations once I agreed to take up the additional role to be his assistant, aside from my main responsibilities.
On the first scheduled meeting with the customer, he brought me out early for lunch. After lunch he brought me for shopping, choosing a bunch of clothes for me to try on and even lingerie. As long as it fits on me, even though it maybe kinda revealing and the skirts he chose exceptionally short, he would buy them for me. At the end of the day, I just brought back all the clothes and had them washed. I was thinking shrugs he just bought them for me, to be more presentable though it was overwhelming, but never did ask me to model for him. It was still acceptable until 2 days later.
Vincent messaged me at night, dropping me a bomb shell that I did not expect.
-Message-
Tomorrow's meeting will be in formal attire. Be dressed in the attires we bought earlier on, in any combination will do. Be presentable.
-End of message-
My jaws dropped when he sent me that message, I was a little panicking and quickly went to my cupboard to fish those clothes out. The tops weren't that revealing actually aside from a few, the skirts were the major pain due to all of them being so short. Since it was a dinner, I supposed I should get dressed in a more presentable way like he mentioned and reluctantly I selected the black V dress.
The next day evening I donned that dress and was kind of regretting about the decision. The V neck line was so low and my cleavage was pretty exposed from that view. My boss was already waiting for me downstairs and I went out with that attire, to his delight and to my demise. The dinner went well, but for me, the numerous stares I'm getting from the public as well as from my client was not acceptable to me. I was more diligent today and refrained from consuming too much alcohol. Once I'm back in the car with him, that was when Vincent made his move for more demands.
Vincent: What a kinky girl you are, choosing the black G-string..
Me: Just grabbing the first one in my hand.
Vincent: What about the top?
Me: Black as well.
Vincent: Lets see.. Among the 3 which we bought, my guess it is the sheer lace!
Me: Wrong!
Vincent: I don't believe, show me evidence!
Me: *pulls down a side of my dress and showed him my bra strap, he was right actually*
Vincent: See I'm right.
The day ended with him sending me home and giving me another ticking message after that.
-Message-
For tomorrow, Formal attire. With a dark blue bra. Mandatory. The rest are up to you.
-End of message-
Ettu Signing Off ☺
Vincent, my ex-direct boss and also a person with multiple fetishes, plus a dirty bastard to be exact. He sets his sights on almost all the girls within his department, very persistant and does not gives up even though he has been rejected. He is from India, his grasp of language is somewhat there, though it became obvious to me that I ended up doing most of the presentation when meeting up with clients.
My memory of how it began was not at its best, lots of bits and pieces missing in my head. In the beginning, rumours has already been spreading around about how Vincent was picking up girls from within our department. Even though it was just a few rumours, many ladies steered clear from him and tried not to have much contact with him as much as possible. Due to this it even led to a drop in the female staff in my department and caused an increased in male staff within my department, though he was not questioned at all for such behavior.
I had little experience with him but a couple of times he tried to ask me out, which I rejected him flatly. Later on there was a client whom I had to meet up with, and unfortunately for me, he was invited to be present too. This led to one of our first few meeting, which ended up on the wrong side of the table. During the entire business talk, well I was rather ignorant about holding my liquor and ended up drinking way too much than I could handle. Many of the details are lost in my mind, the only thing I could recall off was vaguely that I had sex with my boss, and I awoke with him next to me, both of us naked and dried cum on my face. My pussy felt sore as well and that signified some activity has happened indefinitely. Countless of used condoms layed on the ground, we were at a hotel but none of the condoms had cum in it.
From this incident onwards, Vincent began acting differently towards me. Even though I shunned from the topic of sex when with him, sometimes even just by walking past him, I would get playfully spanked by him out of no where. It became more frequent and in just a few days after that incident, somehow he pulled me into more business opportunities and even made me take up another role of being his assistant. I wanted more exposure to my job, but was not interested to be his assistant at all, either way I had to stick around to increase my exposure.This marked the start of his exploitations once I agreed to take up the additional role to be his assistant, aside from my main responsibilities.
On the first scheduled meeting with the customer, he brought me out early for lunch. After lunch he brought me for shopping, choosing a bunch of clothes for me to try on and even lingerie. As long as it fits on me, even though it maybe kinda revealing and the skirts he chose exceptionally short, he would buy them for me. At the end of the day, I just brought back all the clothes and had them washed. I was thinking shrugs he just bought them for me, to be more presentable though it was overwhelming, but never did ask me to model for him. It was still acceptable until 2 days later.
Vincent messaged me at night, dropping me a bomb shell that I did not expect.
-Message-
Tomorrow's meeting will be in formal attire. Be dressed in the attires we bought earlier on, in any combination will do. Be presentable.
-End of message-
My jaws dropped when he sent me that message, I was a little panicking and quickly went to my cupboard to fish those clothes out. The tops weren't that revealing actually aside from a few, the skirts were the major pain due to all of them being so short. Since it was a dinner, I supposed I should get dressed in a more presentable way like he mentioned and reluctantly I selected the black V dress.
The next day evening I donned that dress and was kind of regretting about the decision. The V neck line was so low and my cleavage was pretty exposed from that view. My boss was already waiting for me downstairs and I went out with that attire, to his delight and to my demise. The dinner went well, but for me, the numerous stares I'm getting from the public as well as from my client was not acceptable to me. I was more diligent today and refrained from consuming too much alcohol. Once I'm back in the car with him, that was when Vincent made his move for more demands.
Vincent: What a kinky girl you are, choosing the black G-string..
Me: Just grabbing the first one in my hand.
Vincent: What about the top?
Me: Black as well.
Vincent: Lets see.. Among the 3 which we bought, my guess it is the sheer lace!
Me: Wrong!
Vincent: I don't believe, show me evidence!
Me: *pulls down a side of my dress and showed him my bra strap, he was right actually*
Vincent: See I'm right.
The day ended with him sending me home and giving me another ticking message after that.
-Message-
For tomorrow, Formal attire. With a dark blue bra. Mandatory. The rest are up to you.
-End of message-
Ettu Signing Off ☺
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