The Boss

The bossI rang the doorbell at three o’clock in the afternoon. Shortly afterward, a voice sounded from the intercom: “Yes…?” “Hello boss, it’s me, Lukas Hartmann,” I said. “Come on up, third floor.” The door opener buzzed and I climbed the stairs. I felt uneasy.She opened the door. “Lukas, come in.” She closed the door behind me and then walked ahead into the large eat-in kitchen.Her clothes irritated me. I knew her only in her corporate outfit: high-collared blouse, knee-length skirt, and pumps or boots, all emphatically conservative. Today she was wearing a skimpy black tank top and thin gray leggings. And her bare feet with steel blue painted nails were in silver flip-flops.I had never really perceived her as a woman before. That changed in that moment. She was attractive, very attractive.”Why don’t you sit down? Would you like something to drink?””I’d love a Coke, if you have it,” I replied, sitting down on one of the cantilever chairs at the kitchen table. She put two glasses on the table and went to the refrigerator.She was in her mid-thirties, maybe ten or twelve years older than me. The leggings flattered her cute little bottom. And when she returned with the bottle, I saw that her vulva was also clearly and very attractively showing through the thin fabric.I acted emphatically unconcerned. And she didn’t seem to notice my glances or ignored them. “I hope you won’t be too angry with me for taking you up on a Saturday afternoon with a private matter.””Oh, no, I’m very happy to do that,” I lied. She had hinted something about a built-in cabinet she wanted me to build Ankara bayan escort for her.She had had to take over the business very suddenly two years ago after her father, the senior manager, was killed in a sailing accident.Despite all our fears, she had put the company with its forty or so employees back on a good course after an initial decline. But she had an authoritarian management style and did not tolerate mistakes.I had been with the company for just under three years. I had dropped out of law school after a few semesters and was now a twenty-three-year-old apprentice carpenter about to take my journeyman’s exam.We had a rather distant relationship. Just last month she criticized me severely because of my carelessness, quite justified, but it didn’t have to be in front of the whole team.However, her success proved her right, and all the voices that had denied her the ability to run the company had long since fallen silent.We took a sip of Coke. “Where do you want the cabinet to go?” I asked.”It can wait,” she said. I looked at her questioningly.”Lukas, do you have some time…?” she asked.”Sure do, I have a few hours. I don’t have a date with the guys for a beer or two until tonight.””Very good,” she said, “because I have a special request for you…””Always at your service,” I replied, trying a smile. But I was still tense.”It’s a very personal request,” she said. She hesitated for a moment. “You can also refuse. It won’t put you at a disadvantage professionally.”The hint of a smile flitted across her face. Then she became serious Escort bayan Ankara again, “I want you to use me.”I looked at her. “Um, excuse me? I don’t understand,” I stammered.”I think you understand me very well. Satisfy your needs on me. Use me like a sex toy. I will be your devoted and unconditional love servant.”I stared at her in disbelief.She would not be swayed. “I want you to act out your lust on me. That you humiliate me if you feel like it. For you to squirt your horniness all over my body and into me…”My mouth was suddenly dry and I took another sip of Coke.She was silent for a moment. “There are two conditions, after all,” she continued, “No rough force and no anal intercourse. Do you understand that?”She looked me in the face. “Lukas, I’m going to go freshen up a bit. Either you’ll be gone and this conversation never happened. Or you’re still here…”She stood up and disappeared into one of the back rooms.I was confused and in a daze. I poured myself a Coke and looked at the horizon under the deep blue sky, lost in thought.I don’t remember how much time passed. Suddenly she squatted in front of me. “Master, I am at your disposal…”She wore almost nothing. Only a pair of panties and a bra of some sort. The bra had slits in the cups through which her firm red nipples protruded. They were the most beautiful nipples I had ever seen.I gawked at them and couldn’t get a word out.”My Master, I await your instructions…”I shook my head in disbelief. “Boss, you’re making fun of me…””No, master, I would never dare. Shall we Bayan escort Ankara go to our temple and rest a bit?” she then asked.Slowly, I composed myself and found myself liking the situation. “Why not?” I replied, already a little more confident.She straightened up and I saw that her tiny panties had an opening in the crotch. Her vulva was apparently completely shaved.She allowed me a long look at her narrow, pink shimmering labia. Then she took my hand, helped me up, and led me into the temple.The temple was a lovingly furnished bedroom. An old-fashioned French four-poster bed dominated the room and was framed by all sorts of vintage furniture and modern accessories.In the open nightstand drawer, I noticed various gadgets whose purpose was not immediately apparent to me. Handcuffs were hanging on the back of the bed. In this case, the purpose was already more obvious.She sat down on the edge of the bed. “Master, I have violated your instructions. I was unchaste and satisfied myself,” she said, “I deserve to be punished…”She lay down on the bed and stretched on all fours.By now I understood the game and my tension gave way to arousal.I cleared my throat. “Indeed! I will punish you,” I then said in a firm voice. “How dare you lay a hand on yourself without my permission?”I grabbed her slender wrist and chained it to the back of the bed with a handcuff. I did the same with her other hand.Conveniently, there were two ropes next to the bed, with which I looped her slender shackles and thus fixed her legs at the foot of the bed. The thighs of my boss were now spread wide and allowed me a very intimate view.Between the inner labia, it shimmered moistly. With difficulty, I suppressed the impulse to dive down immediately and taste and suck up her love nectar.I now had an almost painfully hard erection, hastily stripped off my jeans and boxers, and released my penis into freedom.