1. Diary of a fledgling dominatrix (3)


    Date: 6/27/2016, Categories: Diary, Domination / Submission, Female Domination, Humiliation, Job / Office Sex, Written by women, Author: Fapworthy Diction, Source: sexstories.com

    Dear Diary, So I molested stupidname again. I was actually kind of surprised that he even came in today, but as a weeks-old employee he basically has 0 vacation time accrued and he already took three days when I "broke his heart" (lol), so he probably figures he's already at -3 days and he needs to hedge his bets against having to quit before I corner him in a nap room and fuck him in the ass. Believe it or not, he even tried to man up and stand-up to me today (so adorable!). Yesterday was yummy I'm not even gonna lie. I mostly just wanted to... ya know, iterate on yesterdays beta test (turn that minimum viable molestation into a minimum delightful molestation). So I hung out in the hallway waiting for Margo to fika, and when she left I strolled over to stupidname's desk and shoved his head a little roughly, knocking his stupid gay pink headphones off his head. He looked up all butt-hurt until he saw it was me, and then gave me those Bambi-watching-his-mother-get-shot-eyes that I've come to adore. I'd left him alone all morning so I think he thought he was off the hook or something. Anyway I said "FIKA TIME", and he blinked, glancing at the clock horrified, realizing that I meant to drag him to Margo's office and make him suck my thumb while I played with his humiliating cock-tent again. I could see him re-live the entire episode yesterday, and as he did, he slowly glared down at his desk blushing, kind of cringing away from me and finally he said "um. Rebecca..." ...
    Honestly kid, if you were going to say something, yesterday was the day. You're not going to let me claim your mouth yesterday and then use it today to talk your way out of anything. Besides, I'm on a clock here ya know? I don't have time for backtalk. So, since everyone else in his area was in the data-planning meeting and there was no one there to see, I went ahead and interrupted him by violently smacking his keyboard up and across his desk.. it landed upside down like 4 or 5 rows away. He actually screamed a little bit as his probably beloved and no-doubt carefully over-researched brushed-aluminum bluetooth keyboard noisly cartwheeled across the sea of Thunderbolt displays. Well it wasn't exactly a scream it was more like a cross between that terror-squeek from yesterday and a sobbing, petulant 'aww do I have to?' sort of moan. "FIKA TIME" I repeated myself "dont make me say it again". And he shot up, already red-faced and almost crying, and walked quickly and purposfully to Margo's office. I have to say, I'm still a little taken aback that he's actually obeying me. I mean really that ANYONE would obey me. Like, a huge part of what's making this so fun for me is my own expectation that he will call bullshit on me, and laugh in my face and tell me to go fuck myself, which is completely what I feel like I deserve. But every time he doesn't, I feel a little bit less like it's what I deserve. Like by his actions, he's confirming that what I ACTUALLY deserve is whatever the FUCK I ...
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