STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story contains scenes of
female domination.
Those with moral objections to such activity as well as those
under legal age should not read this story.
All the characters in this story are fictitious.
Any resemblance to persons living, dead, or undead is completely
coincidental.
The author makes no claims about any of the products, movies,
artists or children's
stories mentioned in this story, other than they exist and are a
part of our culture at large.

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"You'll pay for today. Ten times what i felt. Be on you guard
sweetie! >:D"

She was true to her word, and it didn't take her long.
A couple of days later, we had a meeting where we had to discuss
how to resolve a work problem.
We had time to talk about it, since we went to work together, and
we quickly found out that we had different ideas about a
solution.

"It's settled then, sweetie.. we'll propose our ideas, if my idea
wins you'll do whatever I want for the remainder of the day"

I was expecting something like that, that's the kind of things we
enjoyed at that time.

"The same goes for me"
"Whatever..."

She grinned, tryin' to show little confidence in a loss.

"Fine for me.. I started working here a lot before you though,
you didn't choose a great bet honestly"
"True.. that means that I win even if none of us gets their own
idea approved, that would be very chivalrous"

I couldn't help but start laughing. I really didn't know how to
resist her when she had her way with me like that.
To be honest, there was more. I never felt something like that in
my life, but i started enjoying the idea of her having the power
to do whatever she wanted with me.
At that time it was mild, suffocated, but when she tried to force
herself on me I unknowingly responded with little or not
resistance at all, like it wasn't me.

"That teaches me to shut up. It's settled"

I smiled, but i was really nervous.
Needless to say, the meeting was more tense and stressful than
ever.
Whenever i spoke my mind I could see with the tip of the eye Mary
shaking her head slowly, shrugging and commenting puzzled and
argumentative to everything I said.
She started to get on my nerves, but part of me never had so much
fun.
Fate played tricks that day, and the meeting reached an abrupt
end when boss got a call from one of our clients and had to
leave.
Our game had to wait, I thought.
Going out of the room, Mary hugged my arm.

"Soooo.. it seems that none of us got their own idea approved,
isn't it?"

She said that with a badly suffocated laugh. A chill ran through
my spine and I'm sure I missed a couple of heartbeats.
She couldn't mean THAT.

"What's up Mark? Didn't you get that you've just lost?"

She said that with a mocking voice and she started laughing
cutely at my discomfort when I couldn't even open my mouth to
answer back.

"Come on.. it didn't even ended.."
"Are we following my idea? Yours? Uh?"

My head was light, she was looking at me inquisitive, full of
herself. She was toying with me and I didn't know what to say,
how to move, even.
She didn't need it, my silence was enough for her.

"That makes you my slave for today"

Slave. She couldn't really have said that. And that serious look
on her face. I swallowed hard, looking at her nervous but trying
to act normal.

"You sure like pushing things, don't you?"
"Pushing things? Ohhh do you mean the word *slave*? It's
definitely faster than saying *do whatever i want without opening
your mouth or moving a finger* don't you think?"
"I guess.."
"You're so cute when you're helpless"

She looked around making sure there was noone.

"First things first: as promised, you're gonna pay for what
you've done"

She kept me hanging on purpose, looking at me smiling but with
evil in her eyes.

"Go to the bathroom and make me pic of.. *it*"

I knew what she meant, but I found funny that she couldn't say
it. I made fun of her saying that I didn't understand what she
meant with *it*.
That was really a mistake.

"Are you mocking me even in the situation you're in?"
"Sorry.."

I was serious, the look in her eyes scared me.

"Too late"

She started rummaging in her handbag and after a few seconds she
handed me a couple of shoelaces.

"You go in that bathroom. You tie your cock. *Tight*. You will
use both of those shoelaces. You start with a knot at the base
and make the lace going up around the cock.
Don't leave any space between each turn. When the first ends you
do a knot and you put the second lace in the same way, starting
from there.
You make a pic of it and you bring it to me like the good doggy
you are. Trust me, i'll send you back to do it until I see it
tight enough and I can't see your cock through the laces.
I'll let you know when you can free your cock. Do not dare to do
it before"

She really hit the spot that time. Her gaze. Her tone. Her words.
I was really devastated.
My heart was pounding, my head was swirling around and I felt my
legs shaking.
I took the laces from her hand and I gave her a look. I don't
know how that could have been. Terrified? Begging? Maybe both.
Maybe neither.
I never felt something like that. I never experienced a situation
like that. I never thought I could even take in consideration a
thing like that.
How could a woman ask that to me? How could I not shout her back
and ask her to leave me alone forever?

But there I was.

She seemed to read my thought and see my personal conflict.

"I didn't want to do what you asked me. I know how you feel."

I don't know why but those words moved me. Probably she made me
feel normal. I couldn't admit it at that time, but part of me
wanted to do it.
I never felt something like that but there was a side of me that
wanted to feel it.

I nodded slowly and I went.

It was humiliating. Painful. More mentally than physically, at
least at first.
I start tying the base of the cock loosely at first, then I
remembered her words and did it tightly. My idea of tight, at
least.
I made the lace going up, around the cock, three or four times
before i stopped. I tried again and stopped again.
It was unbearable at first. Humiliating. I didn't want her to
make me do it again so I did it tightly, and it was really
painful.

*I'll let you know when you can free your cock*

God. How could I have done it unbearable tightly if I didn't even
knew how long it had to stay that way.
I compromised it. I hoped it was enough.
I swallowed hard and started with the second lace. By the time i
finished, my cock was bound for most of its length.
My mind was full of "why?" and "how?". I couldn't think clearly.
I reached for the cellphone and I took a picture. I nearly cried.
It was so humiliating. How could I bring myself to show this to
her.
Cellphone rang. It was a message from her.

"You're taking your sweet time. Are we going to sleep here
today?"

I found myself laughing trying to understand her. She was making
me do the most humiliating and painful thing in my existence and
she was joking about it.
I never knew if it was her purpose, but that message made all
just a joke. Something to talk about sit at a table and laughing.
It wasn't like that. It was far from it. But it felt that way.
That was enough.
I dressed up feeling unconfortable, checking more than once how i
looked from the outside. I was getting paranoid, but I knew i
couldn't stay in that bathroom forever.
I dared to come out.

She nearly bursted laughing the moment she saw me.

"You have to look at your face. God.. this must be so humiliating
for a big bad guy like you. Show me the picture like a good
doggy"

I handed her the cellphone, looking away.

"No no. Come here. Let's have a look at it together"

She was unbearable. In a lovely way, but unbearable nonetheless.
Regardless, I felt so tired and helpless that i couldn't help but
comply.
That laugh when she saw the picture. I'll never forget that.
She sounded so superior. So out-of-reach. She made me feel side
by side with a person you could barely hope to touch.
I don't know how long she laughed. Minutes, for sure. She was
crying when she started to stop.

"This... this ought to hurt, isn't it?"
"It.. does.."
"Poor little thing.. how does it feel being like THIS knowing
that it's because of ME?"

I was drowning. It was a feeling like nothing I've ever felt. It
was overwhelming. I barely heard her speaking.

"God.. looking at you so frail, so helpless.. it makes me
really.. want you"

She put her arms around my neck, tilting her head a bit. She
moved her face near mine with a serious look on her face, we were
so close that I could feel her breath on my lips.
It was then that I felt it, a pain like never before. My cock was
trying to build-up but the laces quickly turned that into a
nightmare.
The pain was so intense that it cut my breath, my eyes were
closed shut and I had to lean against a wall because my legs were
starting to give out.
Her face was now far from mine, but she was still holding her
arms around my neck.

"Did you really fall for it? You're so helpless right now, you
know? What a strange sensation it must be, feeling so much pain
for a kiss.. and it didn't even happen"
She let me go, and I knew I had her gaze on me. I wanted to show
I was strong. That I could have handled it. But it was more
mentally destructive than anything.
I just stood there, breathing hard, trying to get a hold of me.

"My idea was to let you free after having a bit of fun, like I
have - I could hear her steps, she was coming closer - But..
looking at you like this..
It's a pleasure I have never felt.. it's so good that I don't
want to release you now anymore. Keep it like this for a while,
doggy"

I was completely overwhelmed, I felt dizzy. There were so many
thoughts and emotions in me that i didn't know what to do, how to
react.
She was taking advantage the situation, of me and I didn't know
how to react.

"As you... want.."

I didn't know how those words came out of my mouth. I was being
thoroughly humiliated, and all I was able to say was "As you
want".

"That gave chills through my spine Mark. Keep on saying stuff
like that and it'll end very bad for you. Back to work now, you
lazy doggy"
She giggled, waving me with an hand. She was mocking me like a
child now.. how did I end up like that? How didn't I even react?
That was like a nightmare. Or a dream. Whatever.

She made fun of me all the morning. It was a painful and
humiliating experience. When the pain was more intense she always
seemed to notice, and she was always there looking at me.
With that gaze of her.

Full of herself, amused.

The pain, the humiliation were blocking me: I was letting her do
whatever she wanted, tell me whatever she wanted, treat me
whatever she wanted and I didn't say a thing nor lift a finger to
stop her.
I wasn't able to do it. I didn't want to do it.
We agreed (she decided) that I could release it just before
lunch: it was a full two hours that I had to endure that torture
but just before the end she showed me how cruel she was.
I saw her laughing, trying hard to keep from bursting but she
wasn't doing a great job. I looked at her puzzled and she just
said "Have a look at THAT e-mail"
I checked right away and I saw a mail from boss. He thought about
what we said that morning and he decided to follow my idea. Now
that was ironic.
She sent me a message on my cellphone. Again, she was so much
ahead of me. To be honest, i wasn't very challenging in that
moment.

"Congratulations!! It must be fun feeling that pain knowing that
you actually have won. Moreover, instead of letting you release
it now, I'll make you have lunch with your cock tied like that..
Just a little bonus for our winner here! Enjoy your victory
doggy! :)"

I was about to cry. Not only it was painfully ironic, she was
even going further.
It was the most humiliating experience I have lived in my entire
life. She was enjoying toying with me and I couldn't come out of
that situation.
I stood there going through whatever she wanted and I wasn't
doing a thing to stop her.
Luckily, we were alone at lunch. She barely let me catch a breath
pretending me to fill her glass, fetching her whatever she
wanted.
She did all that whispering me times and times again how did I
feel doing that with my cock tied like that.
She was plain cruel. Evil. She had that fun in her eyes and that
attitude, though.. she didn't make all of that so wrong.

It was just a game.

She was true to her words, eventually, and after lunch I was
permitted to take the laces out.
It was painful and it showed: the laces left marks all over,even
a few of bruises, and it got a darker colour too, considering how
the blood had to circulate.
If nothing else, she didn't ask me anything for the remainder of
the day, it would have been harsh considering that at evening I
was still in a pain.
I was about to go to bed when I received a message on the phone.
I was expecting that, to be honest.

"Does it still hurts?"
"Quite so.. but it's bearable :)"

I didn't want her to worry too much after all.

"Pity I can't take a peek. It must be quite cute with all those
marks >:) Jokes aside.. I may have given you the wrong idea but
it's all new to me..
I don't know to explain it but looking at you like that made
me... behave like that.
I care for you, I'm more at ease around you that with many
friends i know from years, and i don't want to scare you away.
Sorry if I went too far."

That moment i understood that she was probably as puzzled as me
about what she felt that morning.
It was reassuring, from a certain point of view.

"Don't worry. I don't know how to explain it very well, too. I've
never been like that. I like having everything under control but
with you today..
it was completely overwhelming. I couldn't think right, I
couldn't say a thing. Man, I didn't WANT to say a thing probably.
And it's scary to admit it.
That's not me. But it happened"

"I noticed, you were so "unfocused" :) As i said, i care for
you.. i'll never do something you REALLY don't want."

"You're so sweet now.. feeling guilty?"
"A bit.. but it seems you're not mad at me or anything"
"Nope.. but i'll have my revenge nonetheless"
"I'm looking forward to it, bad guy :)"
"Did you just say that you're looking forward to doing everything
I want, mean girl?"
"... 'night Mark :)"

Things were starting to get crazy. And fast.