I lucked out right out of college. At just 22, I had graduated college and landed my dream job at a small marketing startup firm. The only reason I landed the job was that I interned there throughout college.
Life was good. I had a great job doing what I liked, and unbeknownst to me, things were going to get a whole lot better in an exciting way.
The day my life would be changed entirely, though, was a late Friday evening. I had gone back to the office as I had realized I had forgotten something. The office space wasn't massive as our company was relatively small, consisting of 15 people, so the walk to my desk was relatively short. It also meant that often sound carried clearly throughout the office.
And on that night, the sounds I heard were unusual. I could hear the distinct sounds of slapping and muffled voices. Curious as to what the noise was, I cautiously made my way to the source of the noise, which led me to my boss's office.
The door was closed hence why the noises were so muffled, and the blinds to the windows were also closed, preventing me from looking in. My curiosity was peaked at this point, and to better understand what was going on, I placed my ear against the door, trying to listen in.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! It sounded almost as if someone were getting whipped by a leather crop, I thought.
"You like that... punished... Slave? Yes, Mistress, thank you!" I only caught these few words, but I could tell that there were two people, one man and one woman.
While I couldn't quite make out everything that was said, from what I heard, I had a good idea of what was going on behind the door. It was something straight out of one of the femdom erotica I read or the porn I watch; my boss was being dominated sexually.
This can't be real; this only happens in erotic fantasies, but I found myself getting turned on at the thought of my boss being dominated by his mistress in his office, no less.
I've always had submissive fantasies myself, fantasizing about a strong dominant woman humiliating, controlling, and using me sexually. So to find myself in a situation where someone else was living that fantasy with only a door separating us, I couldn't resist. Slowly and carefully, I cracked open the door so that I could peek in. I was met with the stunning sight of Robert, my boss, kneeling naked except for a blindfold and a collar around his neck that said "SUBBY" in metal letters.
To see Robert in this position was shocking, to say the least, as he is a caucasian man in his early 40's salt and peppered hair, 6'0 and relatively muscular. Combined with the fact that he usually comes across as an alpha male but to see him so submissive was both highly erotic and shocking. However, the surprises continued as I continued observing.
"Look at you, my pathetic little Subby Hubby. Your tiny slave dick is hard for me. Maybe I should dominate you in your office more often." Whap, she punctuates her point with a strike to his chest with her riding crop.
"Whatever will please you, Mistress!" Robert's boss responds to her.
As I watch this woman, who is apparently my boss's wife, circle and deliver strikes with her crop, I digest the information that I've learned.
My alpha boss is a submissive slave to his wife, and this doesn't seem to be a new thing for them.
Before I can ponder further, I realize that Robert is now kneeling alone, his wife entirely out of sight, but I quickly find out where she went as the door is yanked open and she's standing in front of me.
"Well, hello there, you naughty little boy, enjoying the show?" She asks threateningly as she places her crop right at my crotch, ready to strike.
Stunned, I can only mutter out, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just came back for some things I forgot."
She laughs at my response then flashes a menacing look at me. "Your sorry, you say, and you didn't mean to. What a lame, sorry ass fucking excuse."
At this point, she's now standing just inches away from me, and I can't help but look her over.
She's a beautiful Asian woman who looks like she could be in her late twenties but based on conversations with my boss. I heard she's only a few years younger than him. While she seems to be about 5'6, I estimate that the thigh-high leather boots she's wearing give her an extra 4 inches, making her usually 5'2. As my gaze moves up from her boots, I notice her exposed hips, as she's wearing some latex corset leotard that has a zipper leading up to her nice B-cup breasts. Her sexy dominatrix outfit is completed with latex gloves covering her arms up to her elbows.
I'm brought out of my lustful gazing, though, by a light strike from her crop to my crotch area, which brings my attention to her soft, delicate face, which has an angry scowl on it.
"I hope you've finished staring at me, you naughty boy. Take one more look at my body, and I'll give you much more than a warning strike, am I understood?" she says it with such authority that I know it's a command and not a question.
"Yes, ma'am," I answer right away.
"Good, now come with me," she says, pulling me by my arm with surprising strength but not enough where I couldn't easily overpower. Yet I can't help but obey, and I'm now standing over my still naked boss, who has remained silent this whole time. Once positioned where this beautiful Asian goddess wants, she moves behind Robert, her cropless hand on his blindfold.
"Well, Hubby, it's time for us to see which one of your employee's was spying on us." She then rips Roberts's blindfold off, revealing me to him. I stand there awkwardly as I see the look of surprise, embarrassment, and submission in his eyes as he looks at me.
"That's Mike, my love. He's the young man I was recently telling you about that I hired straight out of college." Seemingly satisfied with his answer, she moves away from Robert and begins circling me like a shark.
"So Mike is it, not bad, your definitely an attractive specimen, now Subby tell Mike here the nature of our relationship and why you're kneeling there naked." She doesn't look away from me, nor does she cease her circling as she orders Robert.
