Elizabeth knelt, her mind concentrating on maintaining the proper posture that her boss had demanded of her...and desperately trying not to loudly squeal everytime her boss' hand slapped in between her quivering legs.

It was rather difficult.

Elizabeth was kneeling, the remains of her business attire strewn on the ground in front of her. She felt the snug press of rope securing her torso in intricate breast bondage, and tightly pinning her upper arms to her torso...with her hands gathered up in a comfortable boxtie. A short leather halter top had been mostly undone, but allowed to cover up some of her breasts, though not enough to preserve even a modicum of decency. A padded bit gag was locked into her mouth, a red leather collar encircled her neck, and a leather blindfold had been snugged into place. She was the picture of helplessness, and she moaned as her boss gathered her hair in one hand and pulled her back to lean against her. She could feel...could feel...

Oooooh those were her breasts...gaaaaaaaah...

"Don't fight it, this is what I hired you for darling." Alexandra Towers, the CEO of Tower Industries, crooned as she left off smacking Elizabeth's sore yet thoroughly aroused pussy to briefly pull and grope at her mostly naked breasts...and then landed another smack.

SMACK.

"MMGH!" Elizabeth bit down on the gag. The entire Executive Suite was going to hear her if she wasn't quite! She just...she just needed the discipline to stay calm...to stay...stay...oooooooooh...

Rational thought foundered as Alexandra's hand dipped between her thighs again...but this time rubbing and caressing. This time slipping a daring finger right...there...oh...oh.oioooooooooo...

"I delight in taking beautiful, brilliant women, just like you darling, and making them my submissive bitches." Alexandra continued, the nonchalant confidence and control in her voice conspiring to make Elizabeth even hornier as she squirmed on her knees, her hair still held in that vice like grip, "Your two predecessors are at my home right now, my full time adorable, horny, broken submissives. Their corporate careers over. Their permanent careers as my pampered sex pets going smoothly."

Alexandra chuckled, tugging Elizabeth's hair to one side and peppering her neck with small, slow erotic kisses, all while her other hand worked between Elizabeth's legs. Elizabeth could feel desire and hunger radiating outwards from that spot, coursing through her body. Making her moan and thrust and growl where before she had squealed and quivered, and resisted. She wanted this. She shouldn't. Why did she...how could her boss...what if someone...oooooooooooo...

"I think I will allow you to keep working, for now at least," Alexandra mused, nibbling at Elizabeth's ear, "Some adjustments will be necessary of course. You've not yet made your peace with your new role, so I'm hardly going to keep you out in the bull pens with the rest of the secretarial staff. And I can hardly have you leading your old division of the firm if I'm busy making you my bitch. I don't need you thinking you have any ability to control your life at this point...you lack the discipline necessary to walk that narrow path of being a submissive yet able to be commanding to anyone who isn't me."

Elizabeth shuddered, moaning as she bucked her hips, her eyes trying in desperation to catch sight of her boss, trying to communicate that she...she...she wasn't quite certain what she was trying to communicate.

Alexandra chuckled, another finger slipping in, "Treasure this while you can darling, I'll be locking this pretty pussy in chastity. I am going to be spending quite a bit of time making you hot and horny, and I don't need you ruining all my hard work by sneaking away on your lunch break to masturbate in the bathroom."

Elizabeth managed to marshal an indignant squeal of denial, but Alexandra ignored her, continuing to work her magic between Elizabeth's legs, and the bound woman rapidly lost the concentration needed to maintain her outraged mindset.

"In fact, I think its best that you spend your lunch hour in here with me from now on. I need looking after, and it will be your job to provide me with the pleasure I need to run this company. Sometimes I'll use you as a bondage set piece, to be admired while you squirm. Other times I'll need to slake my frustrations on you. Most of the time you'll be beneath my desk using that tongue. But sometimes..." Alexandra's hand sped up a little, her breath blowing warmly against Elizabeth's ear, "Sometimes darling, I'll be unlocking that chastity belt...I'll be slipping my hand between your thighs...and I'll bring you to such wonderous places...because you'll have been my very very good girl..."

Elizabeth moaned, bucking in earnest as she frantically nodded her head. Frantically keened into her gag that yes, yes yes pleeeeeease she would be so very good.

"You will report to me at the end of every day for an hour of play before you go home...and your weekends will be spent serving me at my home."

Elizabeth groaned, but Alexandra wasn't done. The pinnacle of her plan was to be revealed.

"Your challenge is this, darling. If you can make it a full year without orgasming, 365 days of denied pleasure, no matter how often I edge you...and not ask me once to allow you to cum...I'll release you. I'll promote you within the company. I'll take you on as my protege, and you'll have a stunningly meteoric rise within Tower Industries. You could be on the Board of Directors within the decade.

If you beg for that elusive orgasm though..." Alexandra grinned hungrily, "you will have proven your inherent submissiveness. I will indeed provide an orgasm...but you will then be locked back up and retire from public life...to permanently serve me at my home..."

Alexandra yanked Elizabeth's head back, smiling in gloating triumph as the younger woman keened her abject needy desire for pleasure up at her one time boss and now almost certainly her full time Mistress, and laughed, "And we both know exactly which option you're going to pick...don't we darling?"