DOMestic Bdsm and Female Domination

I was sad to lose Betty and I risked telling her.

Betty said: "I'm going to miss you. I would like to take you
with me, but you're tied to Sarah. If this ends, I may come back
and get to work on you seriously."

I said: "I'm doing your schedule from morning to night, Miss
Betty."

Betty said: "The problem with you Jim is you're doing this work
because you want to, not because I'm forcing you."

I said: "As long as the work gets done, why does it matter?"

Betty said: "Because you're not really a slave. You're a
talented loving guy and we love you. Sex is what drives you not
the fear of retribution from us. As you yourself said,
withholding our love frightens you more than any punishment we
have dreamt up."

I said: "What should I do?"

Betty said: "Come away with me, I don't guarantee you will like
it but you will become a real slave."

I said: "I will always love you but I can't leave Sarah."

Betty said: "And I can't really take you away from her, she
would hate me forever."

I said: "And I have a very good job here and I guess I have the
same relationships at work as here."

Betty said: "Peggy talked about that, she wanted to force you
into a situation where you begged her for relief. Instead she
said you turned the situations into acts of joy. She then had
Carmen reduce the amount of time you had to do the work, and you
just adapted. She's caught between her bitchy instincts and her
management sensibilities. The more they abused and humiliated
you, the more love you expressed and you worked even harder."

I said: "I never know if I'm doing it for them or if they're
doing it for me. And my worst outcome is if they lose interest
in doing it for me, so I try to hold up my part."

Betty laughed: "You should have seen Peggy telling us to back
off making you get approval from us before doing anything. She
said they got you a stand-up desk so you couldn't sit and your
reaction was admiration of the quality of the furniture. She
said your concern about washing toilets was whether anyone
worried about the benefit to the company. And the hotel you
stayed at is called the back break palace but you told me how
much you appreciated it."

Betty said: "And if I had time, you wouldn't have a conversation
with me like this. I should be scandalized that a slave talks
about love and discipline as if he were my friend. I think a
strapping will help you feel more slave-like."

I said: "I'm sorry Miss Betty, I didn't mean any disrespect."

Betty said: "Hold your apologies; I want to hear them after the
strapping. Are you finished with your chores?"

I said: "I only have your bathroom left, ma'am."

I'd thought that there was a risk of angering Betty if I talked
frankly about her leaving so it wasn't unexpected that I faced a
strapping.

In an almost subconscious effort I tried to mitigate the
impending punishment by doing an extra special job cleaning
Betty's toilet. The windows, the mirrors, all the chrome and
porcelain gleamed. I scrubbed the tiles on the floor and walls
and put in freshly laundered mats and towels.

Betty walked in and used the toilet while I was working, of
course I was allowed to wipe.

She said: "You've done a nice job in here but you're still
getting the strap."

I only said: "Thank you Miss Betty."

Betty said: "Pull your pants down and lie across the bench."

I complied and said: "Yes ma'am;" No matter how often this
happens I still could not help feeling scared. I think Betty
knows how frightened I was because she left me there with my
thoughts for about fifteen minutes.

Betty said: "You know the drill, you will count, if you fall off
the bench or fail to count I'll give you more strokes, I would
love it if you resisted because then I will tie you down and
really beat you."

No matter how nonchalantly I anticipate one of these whippings,
the reality changes my thinking, why did I cause this to happen?
When will I learn? I could see how Betty could really change my
attitude with whippings like this.

I was pathetic taking it, I screamed, begged and cried. Betty
said I managed to get six extra strokes for my lack of
composure.

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The next day at work.

I was working on the shopping cart software when Sally called
and said I had to come to visit Peggy now.

I ran up the stairs and Sally was standing by the door to usher
me in. Unprecedented!

I curtsied to Peggy.

She said: "I want to talk to you about several subjects, I
understand you have had meetings where you did not show respect
to our female staff."

I said: "Yes ma'am, my feeble brain became overloaded with the
stress of creating an e-commerce web and I'm terribly sorry, no
disrespect was intended."

Peggy said: "I'm going to leave that problem for Carmen; I'm
interested in what you learned about hair salons."

I said: "It felt like a class for stock analysts or real estate
types. We learned how to assess a hair salon business from the
stand point of applying a value to it. We also learned, through
examples, which ones are likely to survive. I have lots of
materials that were handed out that are very interesting that I
would like to share, Ma'am."

Peggy said: "I have seven offers to sell me hair salon
operations. I have the financials from them and I have had an
accountant examine them for accuracy, completeness and
authenticity. I want you to look at them and give me your
opinion."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Peggy said: "I understand that you are a very busy man, I have
asked Carmen to ask the janitorial service to replace your
services. I want these properties analyzed."

I said: "Thank you Miss Peggy."

Peggy said: "I cannot have you failing to show respect to the
staff however, Sally is scheduling a meeting tomorrow. I will
see you then."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

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I curtsied to Sally, and she said: "You have to do chores today
and our bathroom here will need another cleaning. Starting
tomorrow you don't have to do any chores."

I said: "Thank you Miss Sally."

I was consumed by the shopping cart program. I wanted everyone
to leave me alone until I went through it from beginning to end.
I was so excited because it was such a big step for our project.
I actually wanted to sit to read it, but my arraignment was
already scheduled by Sally so I stood.

We had our E-Commerce meeting. I presented the shopping cart to
Carmen and Linda and Janet. I stood and they sat. What was neat
was that there was a step by step how to put an item into the
shopping cart and recommendations how to treat it transaction
wise. I could see Linda and Janet literally sighing with relief.
I had made copies of everything and handed it to them.

I said: "I would like to have a meeting every day until this
site is up. Only Miss Carmen can give assignments but I would
like to suggest that Carmen will take the role of approving the
look and feel, she will make sure Sales agrees, but it will make
it easy for you to move along. I'm available as you need me but
I want to be out of the critical path because Miss Peggy has
asked me to do something else, but I emphasize that this project
is a very high priority and I will do whatever we need." I tried
to smooth over any disrespect by saying: "Thank you Miss Carmen
and Miss Linda and Miss Janet."

Janet and Linda left, they looked enthusiastic; Carmen stayed.

Carmen said: "I talked to Peggy this morning."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "You don't have to do the toilets from tomorrow,
but you still have to do it today. And you don't have to clean
the keyboards and monitors and more. But you have to get my
permission to do anything and report everything to me."

I said: "Yes ma'am. Did Peggy tell you what she wants from me?"

She said: "You are going to work on investment possibilities."

I said: "Do you want to know more?"

Carmen said: "Not now, but I want to tell you that at 11:00
tomorrow you're going to be our guest at a meeting where your
lack of showing respect will be dealt with."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "You brought this down on yourself."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Carmen said: "We couldn't have done this E-Commerce without you
and now it looks like it was easy to do."

I said: "Thank you Miss Carmen, of course you will still be
working on this a year from now."

Carmen said: "You have to go and clean the toilet now."

I curtsied and said: "Yes ma'am."

Normally no one is in the toilet, but this time there were four
ladies in there so I decided to come back. I had to do Sally's
anyway.

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I curtsied to Sally and waited.

She said: "You may clean the restroom."

This toilet had a sink and a stall and it had a shower that
wasn't used. I was cleaning the sink and mirror when Sally came
in. She went into the stall.

After a few moments she said: "I could use a little assistance."

I immediately curtsied and said: "It would be a great honor to
assist you ma'am."

I knelt down between Sally's legs staring at her pussy. She
said: "I heard you can lick me dry."

I was getting very excited, I realized how Sally had screwed up
her courage to be doing this and had been coached by Carmen and
I wanted to do a good job. I would like to have kissed and
petted her, but she might not have thought that she should
permit that so I rubbed my cheeks against her thighs and noticed
that she reacted, so I just did that for a few seconds. Then I
made my vain pursuit of the elusive moisture. I said hoarsely:
"May I touch Miss Sally?"

She didn't say anything. I pressed my face and tongue in and I
found her clit and started licking and then sucking. She made a
sound and I put my hands around her butt and sort of pulled
myself into her and her hands grabbed my hair and we did that
for many minutes. She tried to lift her legs but her panties and
pantyhose imprisoned them. I felt her come and she pulled my
hair.

We got her shoes, pantyhose and panties off and I spent the next
twenty minutes nestled in her warm pussy, licking away. Her legs
were on my shoulders and I got a couple of good squeezes just
before she came.

Sally took my head in her hands and kissed me on my forehead. I
dried her with TP because I made her wet. Then I helped her put
on her panties and pantyhose and I put her shoes on and buckled
them.

She said: "Make sure you clean up in here."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

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I reported to Carmen by standing against her cubicle wall. She
said: "You're late from cleaning the toilet."

I said: "I didn't clean the toilet Miss Carmen because it was
filled with people. I cleaned the washroom upstairs and I was
detained by Miss Sally."

Carmen said: "I didn't give you permission to do that."

I said: "I'm sorry Miss Carmen but you weren't here when I came
back."

Carmen said: "I cannot make it any plainer, you have to ask me
to change the order you do your chores. I'm reporting you for
disobedience and you're getting caned tomorrow."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

But I was still standing there. I said: "Miss Carmen, perhaps I
could clean the toilets now."

Carmen said: "No talking."

I thought to myself - 'Bitch'.

Carmen said: "I won't tolerate sullen behavior. Say to yourself:
'I'm standing here to reflect on how important it is to do what
Carmen says'..."

I knew she could read my mind. I said: "Yes ma'am, I will try to
do exactly what Miss Carmen says."

A few minutes later Carmen said: "Go clean the toilet and do a
good job because I will be down to inspect."

I curtsied and said: "Yes ma'am." And I suddenly felt
embarrassed. I always do a good job. Why do I have an attitude
now? I wondered.

The toilet was trashed with paper on the floor, water in the
sinks, un-flushed toilets and more. It looked like deliberate
sabotage. I focused on cleaning and it cleared my mind.

I was just finishing and Carmen walked in and took my arm. I was
in such a bad mood, but kneeling down in front of Carmen and
reaching up under her skirt was so sexy that my mood evaporated
and I just wanted to worship this woman.

She peed and I patted her dry and felt complete devotion. I
guess she sensed it because she kissed me as she stood up. She
really could read my mind I decided to watch what I was thinking
around her.

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