Why did I change jobs? I was perfectly happy in my job, being a professional engineer. I was working on interesting projects, in a good company. I had a lot of responsibility, for the projects I worked on, but also as a sales manager, finding my own work. But I needed a change, and this was certainly a change.
I applied to this insurance company, where I would be doing evaluation of claims. In my field, technical evaluation. Often very complicated cases, where a lot of experience in both technical matters as well as project control was required. Since a claim would be caused by some major technical failure and then it was required to find out where along the road it went wrong. So it meant digging, asking, checking documents, specifications, etc. Well, as I said, It was a change.
The job interview was with the owner, an man of about 55, he founded the company and explained to me why they needed a new man on the job, the previous had proven to be subject to bending the rules, and did cost the company a lot of money. So, how was I to be trusted? That was the main question. But surprisingly that question was not asked by the owner, but by his daughter. She was a wonderful looking woman, about 30 years old, and not the type you would expect here.
The interview had already started when the door opened, I noticed there was no knock, so he was expected. He was a she,
“well Sir, may I introduce to you my wonderful daughter, the lovely Wanda”
I looked at her in amazement, this was surely not what I expected. A lovely red haired lady, it was like the sun flared at the sky. She stood tall, was looking down on me, now I am not a very large guy but I must say it had a special effect on me. She was dressed casually, yet refined. She wore a black skirt, sexy high heels (not killing height, just average) and I could not fail to notice very refined panties, satin panties. Which I could see when she sat down, next to me, facing her dad. It made it a bit difficult for me to glance at her, I could see from the corner of my eye how she crossed her legs, how the not so long skirt slowly crept up.
Totally contrary to her ravishing looks she graduated law school and found the company so interesting she was preparing to take over in the long term. It took me some effort to explain why I was an honest man, why I was to be trusted. Especially since I found it harder and harder by the moment to look at her, her red hair, and not to be distracted by the soft satin on her skin, covering her slender body. So I gave examples, but I saw she wasn’t entirely convinced. She asked if I was married, I wasn’t. Then I would be prepared to turn in something trustworthy, in the case I was to be employed. I looked at her, where was this leading?
“It is very simple sir, I need something to show your competence in this field, your trustworthiness. Give me some token, write me a letter, and hand it in. I will put it in a safe, in the contract I will include a special clause. I am only allowed to open the letter in case of some complications, when you are suspected of bending the rules, are subject of blackmail, or whatever.”
It sounded alright, it was a matter of trust. And I fell for it. Maybe it was her name that made me do it, Wanda! And what I wrote down was one of my well kept secrets, the love I had for Venus! When on high school I had read the novel Venus in Fur by Sacher Masoch, pornographic as my teacher point out when he recommended it to me. I was blown away. I clearly remember reading it, like:
I enter. Wanda is standing in the center of the room, dressed in a gown
of white satin which floods down her body like light. Over it she
wears a scarlet _kazabaika_, richly edged with ermine. Upon her
powdered, snowy hair is a little diadem of diamonds. She stands with
her arms folded across her breast, and with her brows contracted.
"Wanda!" I run toward her, and am about to throw my arm about her to
kiss her. She retreats a step, measuring me from top to bottom.
"Slave!"
"Mistress!" I kneel down, and kiss the hem of her garment.
"That is as it should be.
"Give me the whip."
I looked about the room.
"No," she exclaimed, "stay as you are, kneeling." She went over to
the fire-place, took the whip from the mantle-piece, and, watching
me with a smile, let it hiss through the air; then she slowly rolled
up the sleeve of her fur-jacket.
"Marvellous woman!" I exclaimed.
"Silence, slave!" She suddenly scowled, looked savage, and struck me
with the whip. A moment later she threw her arm tenderly about me,
and pityingly bent down to me. "Did I hurt you?" she asked, halfshyly,
half-timidly.
"No," I replied, "and even if you had, pains that come through you
are a joy. Strike again, if it gives you pleasure."
"But it doesn't give me pleasure."
Again I was seized with that strange intoxication.
"Whip me," I begged, "whip me without mercy."
was about to rise.
"Not that way," she commanded, "on your knees."
I obeyed, and she began to apply the lash.
The blows fell rapidly and powerfully on my back and arms. Each one
cut into my flesh and burned there, but the pains enraptured me. They
came from her whom I adored, and for whom I was ready at any hour to
lay down my life.
She stopped. "I am beginning to enjoy it," she said, "but enough for
to-day. I am beginning to feel a demonic curiosity to see how far
your strength goes. I take a cruel joy in seeing you tremble and
writhe beneath my whip, and in hearing your groans and wails; I want
to go on whipping without pity until you beg for mercy, until you
lose your senses. You have awakened dangerous elements in my being.
But now get up."
I seized her hand to press it to my lips.
"What impudence."
She shoved me away with her foot.
"Out of my sight, slave!"
That is how I looked at Wanda, just the fur was replaced by her lovely satin. And the secret I put down in writing contained this quotation. Had I known then it was dynamite!
It sounded alright, it was a matter of trust. And I fell for it. Maybe it was her name that made me do it, Wanda!
About 1 year passed, I did my job well and then we all got an invitation for a big party, at the family home of my boss. By that time I had hardly seen Wanda. She lived also at the estate of her family, I had been there once, being invited for a small party, but she wasn’t present then. They were living on the real thing, a marvellous and luxury estate, including a huge park, partly wild because of the lack of money. I like to run, so when I arrived early I decided to go for a run in the park. It was marvellous, really big, and the small tracks were my cup of tea, Wild and overgrown, gives one a sense of discovering new worlds. And suddenly I was entering a small secluded spot, a small field, and I had the surprise of my life. There was someone, practising martial arts, a fantastic strong and powerful Lady. She was completely naked except for a small string, and it was Wanda. She heard me, turned around and looked me in the eye.
“well, look who found me. What a coincidence, I need a play partner. Come on C, get undressed and show me if you can resist me”
What choice did I have? Turn and run? It was crazy, of course, but I decided to play along, and undressed. Not so much to undress, since it was warm and I wasn’t particularly well dressed as a sportsman. When I had removed my shirt I hesitated to continue, “come on”, she said. “its only fair I see your package, since you have seen mine”, and she uplifted her gorgeous naked breasts. I admit I was hypnotised by them, what a woman! There, I did it. My running shorts slit down, and there I stood. Naked and well, my erection clear visible, as a tribute to her beauty.
“well C, seems you are really interested in what we have to offer. I propose we make a deal, we do a little wrestling fight. If you win you call the shots, if it’s me you will obey to my commands today. Agreed?”
Did that mean I was allowed to touch her? Sure, I would sacrifice anything for that. I must admit I had some secret dreams about her, and I did not expect to be beaten by a girl. Come on.
“sure, no problem Lady”, I smiled confidently
We stood there for a moment, frozen. Looking at each other, and I could not help it but was taking this extraordinary sight in. There was a glorious Lady standing opposite of me, and she was nearly naked. And I did not care my nudity, as she did not care. On the contrary, she thought my hard dick was just a compliment to her beauty. Could not agree more. But it was as if I was hypnotized. I ws staring at her lovely breasts, her strong arms, her formidable legs. And yes, her sexy satin underwear. I was dying to feel that soft satin, the lace that completed it. The moment she attacked me I stood frozen, and it was like I was being run over by a truck. She was explosive power, she was strong as hell. I was too late, much too late. But boy, did I enjoy the touch of her naked flesh upon mine. I wanted to fight her off, to let it last longer. But as I said, I was like being hypnotized. I could hardly move, let alone master my situation. Because of my strength and agility I managed to escape once from her ferocious arms, her mighty strength that originated in that supreme female body. But I knew I did not stand a chance the second round. Yes, I managed to coordinate arms and legs, but now it was clear my male strength could not compete with her sublime technique. I could postpone it, by holding her arms, but as soon as she managed to get me on the floor her legs tightened around my waist and held me in a tight grip. I saw the satin underwear flexing around her body, I could sense her naked sex under it. And it made me weak, I needed to surrender. But there was no need to give up voluntarily. She managed to get a grip on my balls. She squeezed gently, I let out a howling scream, and she increased her grip,
“you loser, you can take more than that, I am not finished with you yet”.
I was in agony, I never experienced anything like this, this was so humiliating, beaten by a girl, my nuts cracked by the daughter of my boss. I nearly cried of self-pity,. Then she slapped e in the face,
“behave yourself S, we had a deal, remember!. And she stood up, took of her string and started pulling them on me, I tried to get up, but she held me down again, quickly immobilizing me with her wait. When I wiggled to much she slapped my balls, hard, that did teach me to lie still. Once the silk underwear was on my hard dick I thought I was going crazy. The softness was so, I don’t know, confusing is the word. I am a guy, right. I am 100% straight, and yet it felt great. But I was careful not to let her find out. I fought and fought until she got up, kicked me and slapped me in the face.
“now you listen asshole, we had a deal and you stick to it”
“but I am not your sissy, I can’t”
“you bloody well can, we had a deal remember”
Now she got me, I didn’t like it, but I stopped fighting the ordeal.
“all right, as long as you don’t think this is me, accepting this. I obey your rules, I promise that, but it will be once in a lifetime”
“I don’t care for that. I care for now. This is the deal, this is how we do it. You wear these panties all day! Every hour you will go to the loo, and give me a moment to check on you”
“what, are you crazy, everybody will find out”
“no, they won’t, I will find a way. Just promise me you will do as you are told”
What was there to do, to say? I was in a pit, and there was no way of escaping. I nodded.
“good, I see you in the house”.
She walked off, towards where he clothes lay, and I had another chance of seeing her splendour, and could not resist feeling a bit proud too, after all I managed to be in focus! But boy, was I wrong. I was in more focus than I could imagine. The rest would be an ordeal. I was to be in a house full of guests, dressed in this sexy silk underwear. When I walked home I could feel it caressing my balls, my cock, my ass. It was heaven, but I could not refrain from having a huge erection. How was I to deal with this crazy excitement. And I was stupid, because when I came back, who was welcoming the guest that arrived, in front of the house, right next to my car where my clean clothes were stashed. Yes, it was Lady Wanda. I managed, just barely to get inside with my gear. I went to the showers, they were shown to me by the staff. I was finally relaxing a bit, when I suddenly heard a voice.
“well, I hope you will be clean, otherwise my new panties will be ruined!”
OMG, it was Wanda, was she never to give me some rest, leave me alone. I turned off the shower, and looked for the towel. Where there was one, I was sure was now an empty space. I peeked outside, Wanda was holding my towel up
“looking for this”, she asked temptively? This was no joke any more, this was getting close to harassment.
“look Wanda” I began
“It is Lady for you, don’t you agree. Or do you prefer mistress my boy? I hope you haven’t forgot it is my show today, I defeated my little boy. So let me rub you dry my dear.”
What could I do, I had no alternative, she was there, controlling me and enjoying it. And why did my erection give me away? She rubbed me, rough, and greatly enjoyed teasing me.
“well, I think I’ve got you by the balls, don’t you agree”. At the same time holding them in het strong hands, because that was obvious by now. She was someone to take into account, respect her strength, that was as great as her beauty. “Okay, now put on these stockings my dear.”.
“but you can’t possibly mean this? There is a party, and you are driving me nuts, if someone finds out I will be the laughing stock of the company”
“well, belter hide it then. Hurry up, I haven’t got all day”.
“no, forget it, you are crossing a line, I cannot do this. This is the most humiliating thing I ever experienced in my entire life”
“well, there is a first thing for everything, and you better get used to it since I am about to doubt your honesty dear C. I think it is about time we are going to produce your little confession you wrote”
“no, you can’t do that. That was about work, abut reliability. This is just interfering with my private life”
Now I was going to be in trouble, the confession was about a book called Venus in Furs, about a man submitting to a lovely Lady called Wanda, I had intended some kind of joke, but when this Wanda would find out I would be in real trouble. She would laugh, but for my defeat, for my humiliation and her victory. I had been a fool to let me on like this!
“I don’t care about what you think I cannot do. I am in charge you little fellow, there is no escape. Obey, or you will find out what happens when I et angry, and really nasty. Any idea what happens when I start yelling you are about to rape me here? “
I was really in a mess, what started as a joke, as fun, was rapidly evolving towards a very difficult situation Better give in now and have things cleared up soon.
“okay, give them, I will put them on, but please give me some privacy .
“o no, I need to see how much you enjoy this. Cause I am sure this will be one of the finer moments in your entire life!”
And it was hard to deny, this lovely satin was caressing my skin, was so stimulating it gave me a tremendous hard on. And as soon as the satin touched my crotch, my ass, my thighs, my balls, I nearly exploded from anxiety. And Wanda stepped in again, getting hold of my dick, my balls, squeezing firmly, nearly crushing my manhood and my pride. She looked me in the eye
“we will talk about how you have behaved today later. Now it’s party time. See you downstairs”
And I saw her great ass, tight in a super sexy dress leave the bathroom. Asking myself whether this was to be heaven or hell. Was I to run? Could there be any escape from this creature? Now, or in the future. It was obvious something had happened, something had changed, I had crossed a line and was not sure if I could retrieve on my steps. At that moment, there and then I decided to move on, whatever the consequences. I admit, I had a lot to lose? But did I ever experienced the excitement that I felt right now, at that moment. And while coming down the stairs, feeling the satin in my crotch, caressing my tender parts I was grateful I was carrying my running gear, since my full grown cock would have been visible for everyone. Fortunately I did not need to explain about my warm cheeks, my bright red color of excitement was already being explained,
“yes, he was here early and went running in our park, did you enjoy yourself S?”
I just nodded, there was something stuck in my throat that prevented me from speaking. First tea and cake, then lets get the party going!