The empty office building feels strange as I sneak through the vacant rooms, reminding me of a time I was stuck at school due to snow, the silence here is just as creepy. Everyone is at home for the holidays and will be till the new year, with how Christmas lands the business only has three working days in the rest of the year, so they just decided to not bother, meaning that this is now the perfect location for a bit of fun. I've always wanted to do some bondage in the workplace, it just feels like fun, so far the most I've done is wear a chastity cage, buttplug and once a crotch rope under my work clothes, all of which I'm wearing today, I'm going to pretend that I was working late and someone broke in and left be tied up alone, left to steuggle until I'm discovered days later by a colleague or cleaner.

I finally reach my desk, the quiet of the rings in my ears as I begin to pull out rope from my bag. I sit down on the floor beneath my desk,  the crotch rope a plug moving as I do, and place a small bottle of frozen water, at the bottom of which is a key, one that opens a lock draw at the bottom of my desk, inside of which is a pair of scissors. I then proceed to tie my ankles tightly together, followed by more rope around my legs, both above and below the knees, completely pinning my legs together and preventing any movement.

Next I pull out two pieces of cloth, rolling one into a ball I stuff it in my mouth and tie the second piece around my head to hold it in place as a cleave gag, I moan into my gag and only here muffled noises.

Lastly I tie one end of some rope around my ankles and slide my hands through two loops at the other end and yank my bent legs forward, tightening the knots and securing my bondage. I struggle and roll around on the floor behind my desk, pulling on my ropes, pretending that I've just been tied up by some criminals, the crotch rope and plug moving with every motion and making my cock strain in its chastity cage, which only makes me moan and wiggle around more as frustration builds, part of me wishing that those thieves were real and would have their way with me.

I freeze, was that a noise? Is someone hear? I listen out but only hear the echoing silence of the empty office. Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me, maybe I got to into my fantasies.

I moan as I look at the ice, most of it is melted, the key now poking out of is icy casing. I wiggle desperately over to it, my tight hogtie now starting to make my back ache, lining myself up I grab thw bottle and pour out the contents into a bowl and search the freezing water for the keys.

I stop in silence as I hear footsteps, someone is hear. My heart races as I quietly grab the key and slowly make my way over to the draw at my desk. Using the desk I pull myself up to sit on my knees, leaning against the desk for support, and feel around for the lock, almost dropping the keys as I fail to slide them inside. I sigh into my gag as I hear the click and I manage to slide open the draw slightly, slipping my bound hands inside and touching the scissors I'd left inside resting on top of a box. As I grip them with my fingers I hear the footsteps once more, this time coming close, in my panic they slip from my grasp and fall down the side of the box, between it and the metal draw. I desperately try to reach down to grab them but my ropes are to tight, making me give out a small moan of fear.

"Someone is working hard." I look up in horror at my boss standing above me, his smiling facevand the bulge in his trousers in full view. I watch helplessly as he leans over and reaches his hand into the draw and pulls out the scissors.

"These look sharp and dangerous, I'm going to have to confiscate these for health and safety." I plead at him into my gag as he takes my only source of freedom.

"You want these?" He playfully holds them in the air tauntingly.

"Well you have to earn it." I watch as he sits in my office chair and undoes his trousers, pulling out his already hard cock, the sight making mine wish that it could be hard inside its cage.

"Are you going to be a good employee?" I moan and nod in response, not that I have a choice if I want out of my bondage. I flinch slightly as his handsvtouch me and guide me over to him as I wobble on my knees. With one hand supporting me the other undoes my cleave gag and the damp cloth in my mouth drops out, before I can speak his hands guide my b9dy down towards his crotch. Lowering over his cock I obediently open my mouth and allow it to slide passed my lips, I choke and my bound arms struggle slightly as he forces himself deeper down my throat, cutting off air as he fucks my face. I gasp for air as I'm lifted up before being lowered back down again and forced to choke on his cock again and again.

I cough and take deep breaths as I look up at my boss, who smiles down at me.

"I think you've earned this." In one quick motion he cuts the rope holding my wrists and ankles together, I knee as he undoes my trousers and roughly pulls them down, revealing my straining caged cock, crotch rope and buttplug, much to my humiliation, which only makes my cock strain harder.

"I see that you're following the dress code." With that he lifts to my feet and turns me around, pushing me over the desk, his hand pinning down my helpless body, I feel my crotch rope loosen and my plug roughly pull out of me, before I do anything I groan as his now well lubed cock slam into my ass. I moan as he pounds me into the desk, his cock thrusting deep inside me, my own crushing itself against the metal prison locked around it, while I do nothing but moan like the good employee that I am.

"Tell me who I am?"

"You're my boss sir."

"Damn right bitch. And what are you?"

"Your bitch sir!"

"Good boy bitch!" I feel him fuck me even harder and more aggressively and and can't hold it in any more as I'm brought over the edge, my tightly imprisoned cock squrting as he fills my ass with his warm cum.

My mind numb with blissful ecstasy I weakly drop to my knees as he pulls out, feeling and tasting his cock against my lips I open my mouth and hungrily begin to suck and lick his cock clean of his cum and my ass, the tastes making my cock begin to strain in its cage once more.

"I don't think your current role in the company best suits your skills, I think I'll have to give you a promotion to a more suitable role." I smile as I continue to clean his cock, I'm sure that this new role will be far more enjoyable than my old one.

Epilogue:

I kneel tied up under my bosses one also master's desk, my collar chained to it to prevent me from disappearing, not that would ever do that. I moan as I suck on my master's cock, every movement making me notice the plug and crotch rope, and my straining cock, the only items of clothing required for my new uniform. As his warm cum fills my mouth, rewarding me for my hard work, I hungrily swallow down my payment and smile as I lick his cock clean of any cum. I stop and move my head back, allowing him to put a ballgag in mouth.

I wait patiently and contently as he works, waiting for when I'm next needed and used, either to relieve some stress or drink his piss or if I'm lucky be fucked in the ass. If I'm really lucky I'll be used in a team building exercise, I love those. As I playfully struggle in my bondage, slightly hoping to get his attention again, even if it's a spanking for distracting him.