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Chapter 4: Nearing Emilia's Endgame
Tracy looked up from her computer to see James arriving to work. It was
Thursday and Emilia had told the girls that her plan was going to be
complete by Friday. Tracy wondered what humiliation the secretary was
going to unleash on her boss today, but not enough to keep her from her
work.
Tracy was a no nonsense, go getter type of woman. The type you see on all
of the advertisements for women in the workplace, but with none of the
cringe. She knew what she wanted and she knew to knuckle down and just go
for it, without any faff. Tracy's father had walked out on her and her
mother when she was very young, and it had left a lasting impression on
her. Since then she's never been a very big fan of men, they are just a
means to an end. Apart from James, she is far and away the hardest worker
in the office. Her good performance reviews have netted her a few bonuses
in the past, but with James being the manager of the team and the hardest
working, she wasn't going to get much more. This is why she was hoping
that whatever Emilia had planned for James, it could only work out well
for her.
Emilia had told her and Cheryl that she was going to be taking James on a
bit of a field trip today, and Tracy was all in support. The more time
James spends out of the office doing god knows what girly things with
Emilia, the less work he is getting done.
In his office, James was stressed. Over the past two weeks Emilia had
come in and completely taken control of his work life. She'd put him in
female underwear and blouses, as well as gotten his nails done and make
up. The dark red nails had lasted since he'd got them, but the make-up
Emilia had been applying every day since the first time he'd worn it,
just over a week ago. A high-end salon was yesterday's torment. She'd
taken him there and gotten his hair restyled into a feminine bob. It was
so humiliating and emasculating to be sat in his office, knowing he had
all of these feminine changes on his face and body. He couldn't seem to
figure a way out of his situation. He knew that Emilia had enough
blackmail that he wouldn't work in his chosen career again and after the
way Rick was kicked out of the office he knew that she wasn't playing
around, that she could ruin his livelihood with just the click of her
fingers. He spent most of his days thinking of a way out instead of doing
his work but he was coming up dry.
"Jane," said Emilia, walking into his office without knocking.
"What do you want?" he said.
"I want you to come out with me on a little field trip." She smiled.
"No, I don't want to. Look at me? Don't you think you've done enough? I'm
done with this," he replied.
"I've not nearly done enough. Oh no we aren't done yet," she said.
"Yes, we are. I'm putting my foot down," said James defiantly.
Emilia smirked and placed her phone down on his desk, showing him an open
text message conversation.
"Oh, look at that, is that Robert the CEO? Oh yes, we were having a
lovely discussion this morning about our date tonight. You see he's been
interested in my services since I got here. He will be very interested to
know what one of his managers is like, especially when I show him the
childhood photos," she leaned in close.
James bowed his head, defeated. "Okay," he said.
"Wonderful. Let's go to the shopping mall."
When Emilia and James left the shopping mall wearing a black women's
pantsuit with a white blouse, matching necktie and two-inch black heels.
After having a woman take his measurements, Emilia had him wear that
outfit out and wait outside the shops as she went in and bought things
for him. She didn't reveal what they all were but she had bought an
entire new wardrobe for him. When pressed on the matter all she said was,
"Well I can tell you now, you are wearing the only trousers we've bought
today."
James groaned at that as they returned to her car and she drove him home.
She left James new purchases in her car but ordered him to wear the
outfit he was working to the office tomorrow.
Chapter 5: A change in office dynamics
It was Friday, and James was sat in his car, working up the courage to
head inside. After a while of some heavy breathing, James made it to his
office, the sounds of his two-inch heels rattling through his brain.
Cheryl and Tracy barely reacted to his outfit, but that was from
direction from Emilia, and they were prepped for her plan later.
Throughout the morning, Emilia had James organising Cheryl's files,
answering the phone, and making everybody's coffee. James" colleagues
continued to ignore the clear changes at work, but he wondered what they
were thinking.
In his office, James thought about his situation, thinking about what
other men would do in his shoes. If they'd fight back, risk their jobs,
their future career. Had other men gotten themselves into situations like
this? Blackmailed and controlled by an evil woman like Emilia. She had
him by the balls, she had photos that could ruin his job and his
prospects of getting another one in the same field if sent to the right
people. He has known Emilia his whole life and he knows that she takes
pleasure in ruining him, so any fight will make his life worse.
James continued to be ordered around by Emilia and his two co-workers the
rest of the day. His respect as a boss had been completely thrown out
now, he thought. At 3pm he finally sat down at his office chair and saw
an email from Dave. James had missed his third deadline this week. He was
too busy with the menial tasks Emilia was making him do that he hadn't
been able to focus on his actual work. Dave wrote that he was very
disappointed and was going to be visiting soon to talk about it.
It wasn't long before James did in fact see Dave come to the office.
Expecting a disciplinary, James was surprised when he called Emilia into
his office.
"What the hell is going on?" he shouted, his friendly demeanour
completely absent.
"I don't know what you mean," Emilia replied unflinching.
"You told me his work would not be affected. You promised. Stop whatever
you are doing. I won't tolerate it," said Dave.
"Slow down David, okay. You are going to have a heart attack. Look at
this, it's fine," said Emilia, and she handed Dave a folder.
"All of James" work," muttered Dave. "You've completed it."
"Yes," she smirked. "And every deadline a day early if you check the
dates."
"Why have you done this?"
"Give me James" job," said Emilia.
"What? I can't do that," he said surprised.
"Why not? Clearly, I am just as qualified and effective in the role. Give
me his title and he can take mine," she explained.
"But that's not fair on James, he won't accept," said Dave.
"He will have to accept or leave if it's implemented by you Dave, and I
will make sure he doesn't leave. To make it easier, I will keep my
secretary salary and James can keep his. That way it's changed by role
only and not by pay check. His personal and financial life won't be
affected. I have my other business on the side so don't need the raise."
"Then why are you doing this?"
"The power," said Emilia.
Dave went on his computer and wrote up a job role transference form. He
printed it off, signed it, and handed it to Emilia.
"Good boy. Are we still on for this evening?" she said.
"Always miss."
Emilia left Dave's office, her head held high and returned to the
workplace. She gave the girls a smile and a wink as she walked into
James" office without knocking.
"Woah, you need to knock," said James, pretending to still have some form
of control.
"Not in my office I don't," said Emilia.
"This is my office," said James.
"Not anymore, Jane," And Emilia slammed Dave's form on James" desk. He
picked it up and began reading it as Emilia walked behind him.
"This can't be happening," he said as Emilia grabbed his hands behind his
back and slammed his head on the table. As she was cuffing his hands with
some cuffs from her purse, she whistled for the girls, who heard their
cue through the open door and rushed in.
Just as James was about to shout at his subordinates, Emilia shoved a
ball gag in his mouth.
He screamed into the gag. "Relax girlfriend," said Cheryl. "We're just
having fun."
James was going red from stress as Emilia ordered the two women to hold
his shoulders against the desk. His head was left on the desk, his eyes
staring at Dave's signature on the job transfer form.
"Okay, are you ready ladies?" said Emilia. She had the girls firmly hold
his arms as she stripped him down to his corset, stockings and panties
and re-cuffed him again.
Once that task was completed the girls had him in his underwear, cuffed,
gagged and bent over the desk. James tried to scream, but the gag muffled
his cries for help.
"So, ladies, have you ever spanked somebody before?" asked Emilia.
"No, but I'm excited to try spanking a man," replied Cheryl.
"This is no man," said Tracy.
Emilia removed her thick leather belt. "This should do us nicely."
James squealed into his gag as he heard Emilia ready the belt.
"I'll warm him up a bit and then you both can give him some spankings of
your own," said Emilia.
"That sounds perfect," replied Tracy.
"Oh, I'm so ready," said Cheryl, singing the word "ready" in excitement.
As James sobbed into his gag, he heard the giggling and banter from not
only Emilia, but from the women who he had worked with these past few
years. He thought back to his whole time working with them, he thought
he'd been a bit demanding, but was he really that bad?
"Oh wow, those marks on his ass are really red," said Cheryl.
"They'll be purple soon," said Emilia, reaching into her purse and
grabbing her car keys. "I'm going to go to my car and bring up some of
his recent purchases, would you like to continue Cheryl? While I'm in the
car park you both can begin to explain to him how the office is
changing."
Cheryl grabbed the belt and squealed with excitement. Tracy walked round
to the front of the desk and leant down to be face to face with James.
"I'm going to remove his gag. Smack him extra hard if he says anything
stupid," said Tracy.
Tracy removed his gag, James tried to stop sobbing and looked up at his
co-worker.
"Judging from your abysmal performance today as well as your friend
showing us your true colours, you've been demoted. We run the office now,
do you understand?" she said, giving James a look that showed 0 sympathy.
"Yes" he said, defeated. There was no fight left in him, at least not
right now. He was a tearful, sweaty, soppy mess.
"Good, correct answer," Tracy replied.
"Was I really that bad a boss to you?" said James, trying to appeal to
any sense of decency Tracy had.
She looked down at James for a moment, at the pathetic mess that lay
before him. She shrugged her shoulders.
"No, not really." Then she shoved the gag back in his mouth and Cheryl
resumed the beating.
Before long, Emilia returned with the huge bag of James" shopping. Tracy
took hold of the leather belt and Cheryl went to look in the bag.
"Omg! She's going to look so pretty. Can I choose what we dress her in?"
squealed Cheryl.
"Whatever you wish ladies, it's your office now." Emilia smiled.
Tracy gave James one last smack with the belt. "Aw, her mascara is
running."
Chapter 6: Jane the Secretary
Three months had passed since that utterly humiliating day. It was the
first of many. Emilia entered the office at 10am and James was ready with
her morning coffee. He was dressed in a white blouse with a tight black
skirt. He was wearing a tighter corset to keep the hourglass figure, and
his co-workers regularly had him skip lunches to help. Tights and four-
inch black heels were on his feet, which he was getting more and more
used to walking in. His face was well made up, having three girls in the
office helps with that, and his bob hairstyle that he had gotten three
months earlier wasn't allowed to be cut and was tied up in a smart but
feminine bun. He had fake nails put on, as the girls felt an immense
sense of power hearing them clack, clacking away on his keyboard.
"Here's your coffee, Ms. Drake," said James, handing her the cup as she
opened the door to her office, formerly his.
"Thank you, Jane. I'll be calling a meeting in a moment, so be prepared,"
she said, looking her former boss and childhood victim up and down and
smiling.
James returned to his desk and continued working, until Emilia came out
and asked him, Tracy and Cheryl to gather round.
"Ladies," she said to all three of them, "it brings me no joy to tell you
that I am leaving. I'll be packing my desk up today."
"You're leaving?" asked Tracy. "No way."
"What?" yelled Cheryl.
James felt an immense relief and even cracked a smile, though made sure
to hide it from the others.
"This was never the career I wanted to be in," Emilia explained. "At the
end of the day I love doing the dominatrix stuff. It keeps me sane. I
can't say it hasn't been fun working with you all though, and of course
you gave me more than I could ask for: the opportunity to bring my
childhood friend Jane down a few pegs again."
"She should stay down now," said Cheryl.
"We owe you big time," Tracy added.
"Don't worry about it," said Emilia. "As you've known from the start,
Dave is one of my clients and continues to be, as well as the CEO
himself. They've both been informed of Jane's "condition" while I've had
them tied to my bed, and see no problems with it."
At this point James" joy had turn to confusion and then dread.
"What?" he asked involuntarily.
Emilia new from the start that she would be able to take control of James
at work, the lifetime of experience made it too easy. But still, treating
it like a hobby, she had spent the past three months putting things in
place to keep James in permanent misery. She had spent months researching
the cities rival companies, whose bosses and CEO's now make up almost her
entire client base, if James ever threatened to leave, she could easily
have Tracy and Cheryl show him the list to prove that he would never work
in this city ever again, not in the career he'd spent years at university
and at apprenticeships studying for anyway. She had had Dave change up
the dress code for secretaries. There was now a strict, feminine dress
code for all secretaries, male or female. He was the only male secretary
in the whole building and they weren't planning to hire any anytime soon,
so there was no risk in changing it to keep James in line. Just yesterday
she had delivered the final nail in the coffin. In her last act as head
of the department, she had James sign a HR form. She made sure to give it
to him minutes before a deadline, with no chance to read it. He signed
and continued with his work, as Emilia delivered his gender transition
form to HR.
Emilia had finally reached her sick goal. She was going to fall asleep
every night dripping wet, thinking about how she controls James" sorry
life, even from miles away, the ultimate sadistic pleasure.
"Why are you looking so confused Jane? Did you not read the form you
signed yesterday? Well I took it to HR for you to tell them you're
transitioning. So brave of you, all three of us are so proud," she said
with mock sincerity.
"Aw, our little secretary is here to stay," said Cheryl, smiling. James
began to tear up.
"What happens now? Who is going to replace you, what if they have a
problem with our Jane here?" said Tracy.
"That's where I have good news for you ladies. There will be no
replacement. Ever since I became manager three months ago, the company
has grown more and more impressed with your work. When I handed my
resignation in to Dave he said there is no need for a replacement, you
two can do all the work I was doing on you own, for a raise of course. In
fact, we are one of the last departments to have a four-person team so it
needed changing anyway."
The girls both squealed with joy. They were getting raises, had their old
boss completely feminised and under their thumb, and were completely in
charge of their own work. James on the other hand, could only shake his
head in frustration. His old school bully, in three months, had turned up
at his work, ruined his reputation, taken his job from him and then
removed the role entirely, meaning there was no chance of progression
back to his old role for him. He'd be a secretary as long as he worked
here, and if Emilia had anything to do with it, it'd be a long time.
"Oh no, Jane is starting to tear up," Tracy said sarcastically.
"She's so happy that we're all going to be together like this!" exclaimed
Cheryl.
"Jane, come see me in my office," said Emilia.
They both walked into Emilia's office, James mincing on his much higher
heels.
"I suppose you're glad to see me gone," said Emilia.
"But nothing changes. You've backed me into a corner. I'll never get out
of this," said James stressed.
"Never say never Jane. It's that little defiance you have when I know
you're fucked that brings me so much joy," said Emilia, rubbing his
shoulder in a fake show of support.
"You've ruined my life," said James.
"It's been a work in progress. Thank you for making it so easy." And with
that she slammed James" head on the desk and pulled his skirt down.
"Ow, what are you doing?" shouted James.
Emilia pulled out a small metal chastity cage from her purse. She cuffed
James" hands behind his back while she tightly locked the cage around
James" penis. Emilia then uncuffed him and allowed him to don his skirt.
"Why have you done that? Give me the key!" shouted James lunging for
Emilia's hand. He tripped and stumbled on his heels.
"Not so fast sister. This key stays with me. I'll visit every month and
unlock. That is if Jane has managed to be a good little secretary,"
smirked Emilia and she began to walk out the door. James followed her.
"You can't do this to me," said James. Emilia turned to face him, staring
him down.
"Look at you. No respect, no masculinity, no career and no orgasms. Enjoy
your new life Jane." And with that Emilia left.
Tracy and Cheryl saw their co-workers' distress and came over.
"Oh no does Jane, don't cry when you look so pretty," said Cheryl.
"That's right, go to the ladies and sort your make up out," added Tracy.
James could only shake his head in frustration. This was to be his
future. A Forcibly feminised secretary from now on.
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