So I keep getting questions on if my stories are true. My first 2 ARE NOT based on any actual events....BUT....I do have a few stories that really did happen. So because a few people asked, I'll present to you...
The Zelda Series
Any story with the name Zelda is based on a real event. Obviously the name(s) have been changed, but the story nonetheless is true. I won't describe what she looks like (you can fantasy about that yourself), but just remember...every word (give or take), are based on actual accounts.
So without any further ado, I present to you...Zelda!!!
Zelda arrived at work timid and nervous. "What if someone finds out" she spoke to herself softly. She checked her watch as she sat down. 9:16am. In a few hours, Zelda would do something she never thought she'd have the courage to do...but always fantasized about.
As she prepared her work station, her boss came over for a small morning chat. Unlike normal days, today each question seemed as if he was ponging her about her "hidden" fantasy. Zelda tried her best to answer every question calmly.
"How are you today?" her boss started.
"...fine..."
"Long day yesterday eh Zelda?"
"...yes..."
Zelda kept her eyes from meeting her boss. She didn't want to give herself any chance of giving away her plans for lunch.
The day moved slowly, which was excruciating for poor Zelda. Because of this she had time to think about what she would do over and over again....how could this have happened to her?
It started with a simple yet exotic question.
"Do you want me to call you master?" Zelda had asked her friend one night in the middle of a passionate sex sequence. The guy smirked and said nothing. Did that mean on? Instead of saying anything, the man grabbed her throat and looked into her eyes. That was the only answer she needed.
Since then, he had given her "tasks" to accomplish throughout her day / week / month, and she had obliged. Each week the "tasks" became more and more outrageous. Each week Zelda found out more and more how much she loved being told what to do.
Zelda felt her panties slightly moisten at the thought of her previous "tasks" and the one she would accomplish today.
"Have you ever been caught?" Zelda's master asked one night over diner. She nodded no.
"Do you want to be caught?"
Zelda didn't speak. Her master watched her for a moment. "Why don't we see how close you can get?"
Zelda became nervously excited with this proposition. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"How about this.." her master started. She could tell he had thought about this for a while. "Masturbate in your office bathroom stall...with the door open."
Zelda stared at him for a moment. "I....I'm not ready for that.." she whispered. Her master looked at her for a few seconds and nodded to himself. "I think you are." He encouraged. "You've done alot already, and you've talked about how you want to masturbate at work before...you can do this....you WANT to do this!"
Zelda knew it was true. A few weeks ago when her master had made her go a full week with no panties while wearing skirts to work, she found herself dripping all day. It was so bad, every time she took a seat, her pussy would rub against the chair and distract her.
Zelda relented. "Ok. You know me so well." she had told him.
12:32pm
Zelda checked her watch. It was time.
