I Do Enjoy Toying With You.
How does it feel to be so completely enthralled by me, that you can no longer think of anything else?
You literally beg for my attention every chance you get, spend endless hours in the day thinking up new and creative ways of pleasing me, just for the hope of being noticed and given a smile by me? Never knowing if I’d give you the time of day, or just look right past you.
I had warned you when you first met me.
I am addictive and hard to get out of your head. That I wouldn’t just get into your brain, but under your skin, with very little effort on my part at all. I told you, that everything about me would become branded on your very being. I was fair and warned you, but you didn’t listen to what I said. Now you are living that truth.
Our meeting was a rather innocent one too, as casual meetings go. You were interviewing for the personal Assistant job at my house. It was almost comical the way you couldn’t stop staring at me as I sat dressed in my high heels, stockings, gray business skirt, and silk button down blouse. I had just gotten done with a meeting, and I know I radiated power.
You fell right then and there.
It was easy to see that you were powerless in the presence of a strong woman. You were interviewed and I decided to give you the job, but as you walked out the door being told you would start the following day, I whispered that warning into you ears. I knew then and there, that you were dreaming of being more then what I hired you to be.
Don’t think I didn’t notice the extra time you take when washing my clothes, especially my delicates. The way you shyly look at me each time I come into the room, or the flowers you have put on my desk each day. Not to mention the way you have to adjust yourself whenever I smile at you.
I have to say, I do enjoy toying with you a little here and there. I wonder what would happen if I allowed you to please me in other ways. Maybe I’ll start by letting you kneel before me and help me to put on my ankle strapped high heels. Maybe I’ll allow you to give me a massage, knowing what it will do to you.
I wonder how long it would take before you lose your control to me entirely. Such a delicious thought. I don’t mind admitting that I have spend some time thinking about all the wicked little things I could do to you.
I noticed how flustered you were the other day, when you found my play bag with the rope, the cuffs, and collar in it the other day. What went through your mind when you noticed the hood and gag in it. I am guessing you might have dug a little deeper, because you couldn’t even look me in the eyes after.
I bet, you were thinking of all the naughty things your Boss Lady could do to you…
Well who knows we’ll see.
Maybe we’ll expand your services for me in the future. You have been a very good boy so far.
Talk Soon Naughty One,