I wondered what to do, I could simply walk out and blame it on her grief. I could also play along, let the game commence, because I understood as much as that. But on the other hand, she was by far the most pushy girl I had ever met. If I gave in I would be bossed around like no one else before. So I decided to take a turn.
“Wanda, I am sorry. I had a busy day. Due to the tragic events we are behind with work, and I am just worn out. I am not really in the mood for mind games”.
“there you are wrong this is no mind game at all. I am very serious on discussing this between people of flesh and blood. So I juts repeat, look into the bag”
She left out the please, it was clear the tone in her voice had changed. She was ordering me, she was expecting me to obey her. This was going to be difficult. Sure, do you think I had had no thought about our last meeting? My god, she was gorgeous, I hardly have seen a more beautiful Lady than Wanda, the way she was dressed in those “dress to kill” silk panties, her long legs. And to think if what could happen between us made me weak in the knees. And yet, she also pushed me hard last time, into a direction that was not entirely my free will. When she wanted something, she would have it. And I admit, since I saw her, that first meeting here in this office, the red hair, her strong face, there was only one thing I wanted. To be hers! But I was, lets be honest about this, scared. I was a toy for her, and though I did not mind at the thought being played with I was sure her games would not always match my own!
“alright, I will. But maybe you can tell me then why you wanted me here?”
I put my hand in the basket and pulled out some special kind of paper, that is used mto store silk scarves. I opened it and there it was, the satin panties I had worn that last time. I felt like being stung by a wasp, my hands trembled, my head flushed.
“the same”, she said, “the same, and unwashed!”
There was silent between us. I looked from the satin panties and back to her. For the first time in this encounter she smiled. She was pleased with my response.
“why don’t you put them on” She said is soft, just pushing a bit. Silence entered
“NOW”
Het stern voice broke the silence. She was clear, who was in charge. And the choice was mine, give in and be her doormat or resist. I looked up from the satin panties I was holding, and slowly nodded.
“I know you want me to, but I cannot oblige. I am sorry Wanda. This is work, and I cannot mix that up with stuff like this. I just can’t.”
“but you liked it, the other day, our play?”
“yes, sure, but …” I did not know how to say it
“yes, continue, I am waiting”
I took a deep breath, “I am not a sissy, I cannot dress up in female cloths”. There, I had said it . She looked at me, quiet, for some time. Then she nodded.
“I thought as much, since you did not came crawling back to me. You are scared I guess, since you greatly enjoyed our previous meeting. No need to deny that, I saw that at that time, and I can see it now. It is written all over your face! The only question is what to do about it? I think I have two options. Either I force you now, by revealing some of your secret or I will slowly make submit to me. I think the last option will be most fun. I am not cruel by heart, just by mind. So give me the option of demolishing your defences in time you will also be confronted with the devastating effect it will have on you. The choice is yours”
I looked at her, she was so beautiful, all my heart cried out. Now now now! But I could not do it, I had seen some of her commanding powers and it had put me in a vulnerable position. A position that had threatened my whole existence. Maybe I could not resist her, maybe she was as devastating as she indicated. But at this point in my life, I could do nothing else but refuse. I told her so.
“all right, as I said the choice is yours. So you can go now, we talk later”
I left her office, not sure if I had made a victory, or a defeat in the make. I finished work and went home. I was troubled, I could not get this out of my head. What did Wanda want, she loved to put Satin panties on me, she was a strong woman that like to control, to dominate. But where would she stop? Did she understand my fear, my reluctance. Or would she simply decide to crush my resistance and use her position as my boss. I depended on this job, it was well paid and I liked it. And the biggest problem now, I had no one to talk to. No one I could rely on. I was so confused I did not even turn on the computer for entertainment. I just was searching, and I found a website called
www.satinsubmissions.com
the stories there were all too familiar. I found them arousing, especially with my experience, how Wanda forced me into the satin panties. Suddenly I couldn’t care at all, I unbuckled my belt, slit down my trousers and took my fully erect tool in my hand. It felt so good, then I remembered I had some satin handkerchiefs somewhere. I got them and tied them around the base of my cock, very tight. The other one I used to tie my balls together. It was a lovely feeling, the last hanky I used just to fondle myself, lightly. I was a great feeling. OMG, how long could I withstand Goddess Wanda, my Venus. She was so much more than just a nice girl, a beautiful lady, somewhere deep down she was the Goddess that has come to torment me. I wanted to give I to her, now, at this moment, I grabbed my dick and stopped at the moment of explosion. No, I wanted to control myself. I made a promise to myself, I would not come anymore until I had decided what to do, resist or submit.
End of part 2