The Punishment I Didn’t Expect: Brody’s Dominating Boss Turns Him Into a Sex Slave

Dear FemdomU Magazine,

My name is Brody, and I’ve recently experienced something at work that has turned my life upside down. It all started when I really messed up. I missed a crucial client meeting and ended up losing the client to a rival company. To make matters worse, it was the first day for our new Division Manager, and I hadn’t even met her yet. My coworkers distanced themselves from me like I was toxic, and I was sure I was going to lose my job over this monumental fuck-up.

Just before lunch, I received a call from the Division Manager’s assistant Tomas, informing me that I was to be in her office in ten minutes. My heart sank. I knew it was over. I was going to be fired, and maybe even worse, I knew I deserved it. I walked to her office, every step feeling heavier than the last. When I arrived, she introduced herself as Elaine. She was probably 15 years my senior, very serious and intimidating. I immediately thought I was done for.

Elaine explained that I had made a costly mistake, and she saw two choices: she could fire me for incompetence right now, or I could agree to alternative arrangements with my employment contract. I was confused but desperate to keep my job, so I agreed, not fully understanding what she meant.

Without hesitation, she barked out her command. “Strip.” My heart raced as I considered protesting, but she was already reaching for her phone to call security. Fear and embarrassment flooded through me, and I quickly complied. She spoke into the phone, canceling the request as I began removing my clothes under her watchful eye.

With careful precision, I unbuttoned my suit jacket and slid it off my shoulders. Next came my pants, followed by my shirt. Soon, I stood before her in just my briefs, desperately hoping to hold onto any shred of dignity. But her unwavering gaze left no room for modesty. “Everything,” she ordered, and without question, I pulled down my briefs to reveal myself fully naked before her.

She took a moment to study my body, nodding in approval. “Yes, this will do.” Her tone sent shivers down my spine. “Now,” she commanded, her voice firm and expectant, “get hard.” I forced myself to begin masturbating, overcome with shame and humiliation in front of this powerful woman. But Elaine grew impatient with my struggle and frustration palpably emanated from her as she watched me try to fulfill her demand.

Elaine’s eyes sparkled with mischievous delight as she grew tired of my failed attempts to make myself hard. With a commanding tone, she ordered me to lay over her lap, and I felt a rush of both excitement and fear course through my veins. This was my workplace, but in that moment, all thoughts of professionalism faded away.

As I stood there, fully naked and vulnerable before my boss, I realized that I had no choice but to submit to her desires. My heart pounded in my chest as I bent over her lap, unsure of what would come next.

The first strike of her hand against my bare skin shocked me – the pain was sharp and intense. I bit my lip to stifle any noises, not wanting anyone else in the office to hear what was happening. But as the spanking continued, each slap becoming more forceful than the last, I couldn’t hold back the tears that welled up in my eyes.

She made me count each strike, pushing me further and further toward the edge until finally reached twenty. My ass was on fire, and I could feel the heat radiating from it. But then, Elaine had me stand up, and to my surprise, I was erect – a physical response that both embarrassed and excited me in equal measure.

She looked at my erection and for the first time showed a sign of approval. She then ordered me to lay down on her couch. My ass still stung from my spanking as I lay down, my erection pointing to the ceiling of her office as my boss removed her pants and panties. She then climbed on me, mounting my cock. She rode me, hard. I tried grabbing onto her hips to help with the motion, but she rebuked me, slapped my face, and told me to keep my hands down by my side. She fucked me hard, as I lay there as motionless as I could. She didn’t command me so, but I knew I’d better not cum before she did.

After a few minutes of riding me hard, she reached her orgasm – screaming as she came. And just like that, she was finished. She dismounted my still hard, throbbing cock, and told me to get dressed. As I tried to put on my clothes as fast as I could, my state of full arousal making it somewhat comically difficult, she called out to Thomas, her assistant. He came through the door immediately, smiling as he took in my situation. She instructed him to put me on her calendar for 7pm tonight, and every night for the next three weeks.

And that’s where I am now – sex slave to my boss. Technically, there are three other people who are my superior in line before her – that’s how far above me she is. And I tell you this so you understand – I really don’t have a choice. This isn’t the life I wanted, but to be honest, so far it isn’t so bad. In fact, after just a week of my special employment arrangements, I guess I’ve discovered that I really, really like being dominated by a powerful woman! I look forward to what she has in store for me next, and I promise to write again.

Sincerely,

Brody