I was in my office when I heard his yell.
"Miss McNeil, my office. Now!"
That beautiful voice sounded just as wonderful when it was yelling. I got up quickly and walked to his office a few feet away.
"Yes, Mr. Hart?"
"Come in, close the door and sit down."
I walked through the door and closed it before taking a seat in the chair across from him.
"Do you know why I called you in here?"
"No, sir. I'm sorry but I don't."
"I found something on your computer that should not have been on there."
"I-uh- don't, -uh"
"Don't try to tell me that this isn't you."
He pushed the picture across the desk. The one of me with nipple clamps, a ball gag in my mouth and tied to a bed. It was a picture I had posted to a BDSM site looking for a dom. There had been some interest, but nothing worth pursuing.
I hung my head down. I shouldn't have put it on my work drive, but now I was going to have to face the music.
"Yes, it is. I'm sorry sir, I-" He cut me off before I could continue my apology.
"Stop. You do realize that there will have to be consequences?"
"Yes, sir. I understand."
"Good. Now, one of these consequences is being demoted, to my secretary. It will be a trial period of course, if you perform well then you may have your job back. Understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Now, there is another thing. Although I think you might enjoy this one. After I found this photo, I looked you up and found a wonderful post on my new favorite site. I see you are looking for a Dom and I am looking for a sub. I think you are the perfect fit" I gasped. I had no idea that he was a Dom, although there could have been some signs that I didn't see.
"Close your mouth. Now." I obeyed, I had to. My submissive side couldn't help it.
"Now, I looked over your list and I couldn't have picked a more perfect submissive if I'd built her from scratch."
"You, looked at my list?"
"Yes, I must say it is very impressive. I didn't realize that my mousey and quiet junior copywriter was so kinky. I must say, reading your list was quite the turn on. I got hard right here in my office."
Another gasp escaped my lips as he got up and circled around my chair. He caressed my neck causing me to shiver. This can't be happening, every time I masturbated I pictured him as my Dom. Bending me over his desk and spanking me,
He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "My cock was so hard I had jack off, right here at my desk. I pictured bending you over it and spanking your naughty little ass before fucking you from behind."
My panties were drenched, picturing him jacking off to something I had pictured too. He must have felt my shiver.
"Mmm, did you picture the same thing I did? Answer me."
"Yes, sir. I've pictured the same thing while I played with my pussy."
"And did you come?"
"Yes sir, every time."
"And are you wet now?" He asked as his fingers made their way up my skirt and pushed my panties aside. He dipped him fingers in my pussy, causing me to gasp.
"Mmmm, you're dripping." He pulled his hand out from under my skirt and brought his fingers, covered in my juices, up to his lips and licked them.
"And delicious. Now, I have a proposition for you. If you would like to hear it out, be at this address at 7 p.m. sharp in your naughtiest lingerie. I've already sent my list to your email, go over it before you decide whether or not to come. If you do not come, then I will not mention it again. If you do, well, be prepared. Now, leave."
I got up and left in a daze, this had to be a dream. I sat back down at my desk and opened my e-mail, and there it was. The e-mail he promised. I opened the attachment and read over the list and couldn't believe how much our lists matched. I never dreamed that I would find someone whose kinks matched mine perfectly.
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I walked up to the address at 7 p.m. on the dot and rang the doorbell. I waited patiently for the door to open and it did a few seconds later his face appeared.