Archive-name: Slaves/ann.txt
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Archive-title: Ann


I would like to relate an experience that I had with my secretary
approximately eighteen months ago and that is still going on. I
am the executive vice president of a small manufacturing company.
Prior to my promotion, I had respected Ann as a good employee and
frequently wondered how good she was sexually.

Ann is in her early forties, approximately five feet five inches
tall and very well proportioned for her size (34C-23-35), with
beautiful legs, which she takes every opportunity to show off.

After my promotion, Ann became my secretary. Almost immediately
her work habits became sloppy. She was habitually tardy; sick at
least one day per week, etc. After some time had gone by, I
reprimanded her and she promised to do better. After a few months
of excellent work, she slowly slid back to her previous ways,
which were totally out of character, based on my previous
dealings with her.

One afternoon Ann asked to go home early because she had a
migraine headache. I let her go and decided that I would again
have to talk to her about her work habits. However, that
afternoon something happened that made me even angrier at her.
She had misplaced the file of our largest account. A problem had
developed after she left for the day, and when I looked for the
file, it was missing.

I called Ann at home and told her to report to me at the office
the next morning, a Saturday. After she'd voiced several
complaints and excuses as to why she could not make it, I told
her to be there if she valued her job. She agreed to meet me.

When she arrived, she was wearing skin-tight jeans and a silk
blouse, her blond hair was piled on top of her head and her face
was expertly made up, as always. During our conversation I became
very stern with her and she became increasingly bitchy. Finally,
I said that she deserved to be punished not only for her poor
work, but because of the way she was acting. While she was
saying, "No, you wouldn't do that," and "No, you can't," her eyes
were saying, "Yes, yes, yes!" Suddenly, I realized that what she
really wanted was to be dominated and humiliated.

I ordered her to stand up and walk over to my desk. She refused
to do so, saying she would not allow this to happen to her. Her
nipples, however, had become erect and were poking against the
sheer material of her bra and of her thin silk blouse. I told her
that her punishment was going to be harder because of her refusal
and that if I had to go over to her, she would regret it very
much.

Slowly she rose from the chair and walked over to my desk. I
ordered her to remove her jeans and blouse, which she did very
slowly. I chided her for her reluctance, telling her that her
punishment was going to be more severe.

After she removed her outer garments, I made her turn around so I
could gaze upon her. Her breasts were beautifully shaped, with
long, hard nipples; her stomach was flat and looked strong; her
legs were beautiful and her ass was ample.

After my visual examination, I reached up and, through her bra,
pinched one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and
pushed her so that she fell into a bent-over position across my
desk. I commanded her to pull her panties down to her knees,
which she did without hesitation. I could see drops of pussy
juice on her pussy lips, and I asked her if she had ever tasted
her own pussy juice. She said no. I accused her of lying and
swatted her ass with my hand, leaving my handprint on the cheek
of her ass. She then admitted that she had tasted her own juice
while she masturbated. I instructed her to masturbate for me. As
she slowly ran her fingers over and around her clit, I became
more and more aroused and started spanking her.

I started with small swats on each ass cheek, grabbing a handful
of her ass with each swat. Gradually, I increased the tempo of my
spanking, and she increased the tempo of her masturbation to
coincide with it. Suddenly, I stopped spanking her and she turned
her face toward me and said, "Please don't stop." She confessed
to her desire to be punished, which explained her poor
performance at work recently. She implored me to spank her
harder, saying, "Hit me harder, please, I want you to spank me.
I've been very bad." With that, I ripped off her bra and placed a
file clamp on each nipple. She screamed and moaned from the
pressure on her nipples as I jiggled her tits from side to side.

I made Ann bend over my desk again and removed my clothes. I took
my belt and fashioned a dog collar around her neck. The leftover
end of her "collar" reached her ass and could be used to continue
her spanking. I instructed Ann to suck my cock, which she did
without complaint. As she eagerly took my cock into her mouth, I
resumed spanking her, this time with her collar.

Her ass was raw and bright red, and her nipples were turning blue
from lack of blood. I ordered her to remove her nipple clamps by
pulling them off. While she deep-throated me, she slowly pulled
the clamps off her nipples.

I stopped spanking her, spread her ass cheeks and sank my cock
into her cunt. She moaned and asked me to fuck her hard. I turned
her over onto her back so that her ass rested on the edge of my
desk. She wrapped her beautiful legs around me and returned each
thrust of my cock. I took one nipple in my mouth and gently
sucked and bit it as we continued our thrusting. As I continued
fucking her, I grabbed her tits, pushed them together and up
toward her mouth. She knew I wanted her to lick her own nipples,
which she did without hesitation.

I removed my cock from Ann's warm pussy and crawled on top of
her, sliding my cock between her tits. I resumed my fucking
motion as she started licking the head of my cock as it poked
between her tits. Suddenly, I could control my orgasm no longer
and plunged my cock into her mouth. She swallowed my cock as my
come finally shot out. She tried to swallow all of it, but some
ran out of the corner of her mouth.

Ann wiped the excess come off her mouth and neck with my cock and
then licked the come off my cock.

I got off her and turned my attention to her cunt. Her ass was
still resting on the edge of my desk, so I hooked her legs over
my shoulders and buried my face in her beautiful pussy. I sucked
her clit and flicked my tongue over it. After several minutes of
my clit sucking combined with my two fingers sliding in and out
of her cunt, Ann screamed with a mind-blowing orgasm.

From that incredible Saturday on, we have continued our
relationship. Ann agreed to be my submissive, masochistic
mistress. She is punished regularly with either a belt, whip or
rod. She has had her nipples pierced and wears small gold hoops
in each. She is not allowed to wear any undergarments while
working; however, she may wear selected pieces of lingerie when
we are away from the office. Ann and I have grown very close over
the last eighteen months, and she will do anything I order her
to do.

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