One morning, Miss Elisabeth Reynolds, my magnificent domineering Boss, asked me to come sit in her office.
- “Listen, Simon, I have a little problem. So, even though the company belongs to me, I can’t just pay myself any salary I want, you understand? As the boss, my salary has to be consistent with the company’s turnover. Since you’ve been here, I’ve been paying myself about 11,000 dollars a month. By the way, in parentheses, I think I owe you half of my salary. You do fabulous work. Now, I just have to make a few decisions. I work a lot and pocket 10k a month. Funny, isn’t it? I’m the boss, and you’re just a simple assistant earning 2k a month.”
- “Miss, I’m really happy about that. If my work benefits you so much, it’s simply because you’ve trained me well to meet your needs! Thank you so much, Miss.”
- “You’re welcome! Now, I’m going to explain my little problem. I’d like to increase my salary. Business is going well. So I’m thinking of going up to 15k a month. However, to do that, I’ll need to increase my working hours a bit, which means I’ll need you more often. That’s why I’d like you to work five extra hours a week. The problem is, overtime is expensive…”
- “I… I could maybe do those five extra hours without being paid. If it helps you, I’d be delighted, really…”
- “Hmm… I don’t know. That’s not very legal, and I don’t want any trouble. I’d like to sort this out another way, but I don’t have any ideas.”
- “Otherwise… Miss, I could sign a new contract that includes the five extra hours as regular hours?”
- “Yes, that’s a good idea…”
Paying the Price: A Tale of Loyalty and Sacrifice
At that moment, I was so excited, already knowing how much my wonderful domineering Boss earns! And I pay for her groceries. I’m struggling so much to stay clear-headed. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.
- “Please, Miss? I’d like to do a bit more to help you save for your salary. So, in addition to the extra hours, I’d like to lower my salary to the minimum wage, please? I’m sure you’ll make much better use of that money than I would.”
- “Hahaha… that’s cute. So you think 500 dollars will make a difference? Hahaha… For me, it’s really nothing at all, but I imagine for you it’s a lot. So, fine, I’ll take that money for myself. After all, it’s the thought that counts!”
- “Th-thank you, Miss…”
- “So, we’ll change your contract to add just five hours…?”
- “Uh… no, please… I’d like to add ten hours… Miss…”
- “Well, why not, after all! I’ll find something for you to do. So we’ll add ten hours. That’ll make 45 hours a week and a net salary of 1,683.08 dollars, not a cent more! I’ll even add a clause to make this employment contract last at least 10 years. That way, you’re guaranteed to work for me under these conditions for at least a decade. Plenty of people would love to be in your shoes, so don’t thank me, haha…”
At that exact moment, I simply climaxed.
Servitude and Splendor: Probably A Decade of Devotion
A few days passed.
I had the privilege of signing my new contract, thanking my domineering Boss once again for her generosity. I still have the honor of massaging her, cleaning her shoes, taking her suits and coats to the dry cleaners, and doing her shopping.
By the way, all her expenses are no longer reimbursed to me. I have to pay for everything myself.
I know it doesn’t make sense, but I’m so happy to use my meager salary for Miss Elisabeth Reynolds so she can use her massive salary for more useful things.
And things will continue like this for at least 10 years, probably more in reality.
That means no chance of career advancement, no way to save money for myself, no savings!
Meanwhile, my magnificent domineering Boss can save as much as she wants while enjoying herself.
She even mentioned starting to invest in real estate. With her salary, she could easily buy a second house to rent out and increase her income even more.
I’m just constantly excited lately. Indeed, I imagine my domineering Boss’s financial empire growing day by day. Plus, I know I’m actively contributing to building that empire while fully aware I’ll never benefit from it!
The Cost of Dedication: A Conversation with Power
A few days later, one morning, Miss Elisabeth Reynolds asked me to come to her office to talk again.
- “Simon, I’m happy to see you almost constantly at work. You must be the person who works the most hours in the company, which is great.”
- “Thank you, Miss…”
- “But tell me! Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?”
- “No, Miss.”
- “I see, but you’re not a virgin, are you?”
- “Well, yes, Miss.”
- “Okay, interesting ^^ Well, fine! Anyway, I have nothing to complain about with your work. Keep it up, and I might soon be able to come to the office less often. I’ll be able to spend more time enjoying myself now. The company is doing well, and my investments are starting to pay off nicely. Well, you can’t really understand. You work to live day-to-day, haha… I imagine you don’t even have anything to save, do you?”
- “No, Miss.”
- “That’s the pity of it—you’re not working smart. See, I gave it my all for a while. Little by little, my exhaustion is turning into profit. Plus, I’ll need to tire myself out less and less to make money. Whereas you, if you keep spending your entire salary every month, you’ll start from scratch every time.”
She paused, then continued.
Domineering Boss: The Reign of Financial Control
- “Look, I like you, so I’d like to help you. I’m offering to manage your finances. That way, I’ll make sure you save money in the long run. What do you think?”
- “That would be very generous of you, Miss. I’d love that.”
- “Good, then it’s settled. Give me access to your bank account and card. I’ll take care of setting a budget for everything. You won’t need a bank card anymore. I’ll give you cash directly for your expenses.”
- “Thank you so much, Miss! Thank you for taking care of all this for me.”
- “You’re welcome. Now get back to work!”
Since that day, I have no idea how much money I have in my account. I just get ten euros a day for food, to split between lunch and dinner.
And when I have other expenses, like buying new furniture, Miss Elisabeth Reynolds first checks if she can find it on donation sites. Otherwise, she looks for second-hand options and has it delivered straight to my place.
She also gives me money for her groceries. Honestly, I have no idea if she’s paying for it herself now or if it’s coming from my account.
It doesn’t really change much anyway; I don’t have many ways to get more money.
When I need large sums of money for any reason, I have to put together a sort of file. I need to explain why I need it. Depending on her mood, she either agrees or refuses to lend me “my” money.
Caged Devotion: A Sacrifice for Serenity
A few days after that conversation, Miss Elisabeth Reynolds called me into her office to discuss an issue.
- “Listen, Simon, you’re a very nice and helpful boy. However, you work late every night. Most of the other employees are already gone. Well, I won’t beat around the bush. Let’s say that I or some of the women in the department might end up alone with you in the evening. And I’m not entirely comfortable with that. Since you’re a virgin, you might be more tempted than someone else. I don’t want to judge you at all, but I didn’t even know it was possible at your age, so I’m not sure how to react…”
- “I… uh… well… I assure you, Miss, I have absolutely no intention of harassing anyone… I… I’m not even looking for a relationship. In fact, I’m too invested in my work, Miss.”
- “Oh, good, I’m relieved to hear you say that, my boy. If you have no intention of having any relationships, then my solution shouldn’t bother you.”
- “Your solution…?”
- “Yes, I’ve found a solution to put my mind at ease. It’s called a chastity cage. It’s a little device that goes on your penis to prevent it from getting erect. With that on, it’ll be impossible to have a sexual relationship, you see? And since that doesn’t interest you, it’s perfect. You can stay locked in it without any issue.”
- “But… I won’t be able to… well…”
- “Please, do it for me. I do so much for you; couldn’t you return the favor…?”
- “Yes… yes, Miss, thank you for everything you do. It’s fine. If it can bring you even a tiny bit more comfort, I’d be truly happy to wear a chastity cage for as long as you like!”
- “Good. Now go to the bathroom and take these measurements. Write the results on this paper. Then when you come back, I want a foot massage until the end of the day. There are four hours left. That’s exactly what I need. Hurry up!”
Domineering Boss: The Chains of Gratitude
When I returned from the bathroom, I handed the results to Miss Elisabeth Reynolds, who looked at them while holding back a smile. Then I went back to my spot, under the desk.
- “Oh, I forgot to mention, but it seems obvious: I’ll take care of ordering the cage, and the cost will be deducted from your salary.”
- “Yes… of course, Miss, thank you…”
Barely a few days later, Miss Elisabeth Reynolds gave me my new cage, which I had to put on immediately.
She told me she’d keep the keys, of course, for safety. However, I’m completely free to submit a file, as usual, to request its removal for a while, just like with my money.
From that moment on, I found myself entirely at the mercy of my wonderful domineering Boss.
I understand so much better now how she managed to build all this at just 26 years old! She has so much character and strength. I could never thank her enough for taking me under her wing!
