The New Secretary
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Melody climbed the stairs, teetering in her new, tight long skirt and
stiletto boots. She almost fell twice, and only saved herself with a
quick jerk of the railbar.
Adam was waiting for her, not paying her any attention until she was
standing right in front of him.
"Hello Adam," she said softly.
"Good morning Melody," he said with a scowl. "Can you guess what you did
wrong today?"
Melody looked at the wall clock. "I'm five minutes late, Sir."
Adam nodded. He shot up from his desk, walked over to her, and in a
second had pinned both his secretary's arms at her sides. Melody tried to
budge and fight it, but he was just too strong.
"'You're continued lateness is inexcusable, even if you've put lots of
effort into her appearance. You must be punished again."
Melody sunk her head. "Yes, Adam."
"And you will continue to call me Sir," Adam said. "You don't want to be
disrespectful to your boss, do you?"
Melody nodded, and at that Adam let go of her, fishing out something from
his desk drawer. "Put your hands behind your back, Melody."
Melody obeyed, and soon found a very taut loop of rope binding her satin
wrists. When that was cinched and she couldn't move her wrists an inch,
another was applied to just below her elbows, and then more chords were
brought out, long, coiled heavy ropes, and were wound below and above her
breasts, so that her chest felt like it was being strangled and her
breast forms were nearly exploding from the pressure. It was almost
enjoyable, and Melody soon learned to savour that perfect tug when a
loose network of rope became a suddenly cinched knot.
Then Adam kneeled and eyed Melody's heels; and another knot was wound
around the thick leather of her boots.
"Now bend over my desk Melody."
Melody hopped over to his desk as quick as she could, and when she had
assumed the position Adam undid her single-buckle belt and lowered her
skirt and panties. "Just relax, Melody," he assuaged. "You might enjoy
this."
Then Melody felt an intrusion in her bottom unlike anything she had ever
felt. She moaned as the object climbed further and further up, made slick
and messy from lube, and when it was thoroughly planted, so deep it felt
immovable, Adam put Melody's panties and skirt back in place, and with a
powerful cinch she tightened her single-buckle belt even further.
"Very cooperative, Melody," Adam praised. "Now, returned to your desk,
please."
Melody hopped over to her desk and sat down, utterly exhausted already
from the intrusion under her skirt and the dozens of metres of rope that
bound her in place. There was no possible way for her to work in these
conditions, so she tried a bit of small-talk.
"Um, Sir," she asked submissively. "What did you do to me?"
"That, Melody," Adam said, still scrounging around under his desk, "was a
buttplug. It will forever tease you, and hopefully accelerate your
submissiveness. Now," he continued, "I have a guest coming in a couple
minutes, so I will need you to be quiet."
"Oh Sir, of course I will be..."
"Be quiet, Secretary. You won't have a choice in the method I choose.
Open your mouth."
Suddenly, Adam produced a large, cream-coloured penis gag. Melody shrunk
away at its size, though she could barely move anyway, but soon Adam's
iron grip had her surrendering and opening her mouth to the device. It
tingled the back of her throat, and seemed to suck all the moisture from
her lips.
"Excellent Melody. I am very proud of your cooperation."
"Mhmmph!" was all his secretary could respond.
Just then the office doors opened, and a large, chiseled man stepped in.
He had well defined muscles, and a very large chest.
"Morning Damian," Adam greeted.
"Good to see you, Adam," the man replied. "Is this your new secretary?
She's a cutie."
"Her name is Melody, Damian. And you don't need to worry about her."
Damian skulked over to where Melody sat. Her appraised her, eyes drawing
down to her full breasts and long leather skirt and the dozens of metres
of rope that held her together. Abruptly a hand slithered out to feel her
breasts and squeeze them. Then his other hand shot down to the top of
Melody's skirt, and soon his hand was massaging and groping her
miniscule, shrivelled lady cock.
"Hey Adam! Your lady is packing something extra!"
Melody could only muffle her pleasure. Her lady cock soon stiffened and
formed the beginnings of a tent under her tight, leather skirt, which
made it only easier for Damian to stroke and caress Melody's perfectly
bound form.
"Please, Damian. It's unprofessional."
"Ah, come on Adam," he said, now taking Melody's seat and lifting her up
so she sat squirming on his lap, muffled and moaning. "As if you were
going to just tie her up here and do nothing!" He leaned towards Melody's
ear. "You are enjoying this, right sweetchecks?"
Melody nodded furtively. Her eyes had began to roll out of her sockets as
she approached the end, and her wrists wriggled for a freedom they would
never obtain. She had never felt more full, more complete, than when
Damian was furiously stroking her lady cock and teasing her breasts in
unison.
"Mmmhph!"
"See? I'm doing her a favour."
Adam sighed. "Fine. Just finish up with your perversions and then we can
get back to business."
All at once Damian pressed on, and Melody felt her desires accelerate
into overdrive; she was being fondled, and teased, and stroked every
place she wished. In a minute Melody exploded into climax, and was
surprised when a minute later, Damian managed to make her orgasm again,
stroking her now erect member so quickly and harshly it made collapse
with desire. She could hardly move at the end of it all, but then again,
the layers of tightly bound rope ensured that anyway.
Damian left her then, sat Melody back down in her chair to recover, and
he and Adam continued to talk as if Melody wasn't there at all. She
didn't have to work for the rest of the day, as Adam eventually notified
her off, and she remained brutally tied up in her work chair until
closing time.
When Adam decided to release her, he undid every rope and removed the
butt plug.
"Feeling better, Melody?" he asked.
His secretary was still too out of puff and energy to answer.
"You'd better return to your quarters and rest. That kind of work day may
be necessary sometimes, depending on the personality of my clients."
At that, Melody escorted herself back to her room, where another
Television special was airing about the beauty of female helplessness and
the combining of long skirts and bondage. She watched it for several
hours, found she agreed with the message, and then realised there was a
knock at the door.
When Melody didn't answer it for the third knock in a row, Linda let
herself in with her own set of keys. "Good afternoon Melody! How was your
day?"
Melody said that her day was quite well.
"Oh, excellent! I just wanted to come and tell you that Adam has
considered you fit for service again, and no longer in need of rope
punishment during the night. Does that sound good or what!"
Melody started to think, then said that she thought it would be very
strange, not being tied up again.
"Oh darling I didn't know you felt that way!" Already the woman was
uncoiling a large length of rope from her purse. "If you like, I can
remedy that for you."
Melody readily agreed, and soon enough her wrists were snugly bound
behind her back, and her long leather boots were trusted together. When
Melody made it clear the measures weren't enough for her liking, Linda
soon had several more knots of rope over her and under her breasts, at
her elbows, and even below her knees. All very, very tight.
"I think I've become very sick of all your demands and specifications.
Open wide for me, Melody."
Melody obeyed, and soon a very large ball gag was forcifully stuffed and
fixed in her mouth, and the buckle locked in place behind her neck.
Melody moaned at the delicious gag sound, and was then escorted into her
bed, where she wriggled and moaned in pleasure.
"Sweet dreams, Melody," Linda said, as she shut and locked the door.
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