weird?

"Melisa(your boss)was sitting across from you at the desk, she leans forward then says in an annoyed tone" Ugh you literally messed up your report...again. How pathetic can you be. You better find a way to make it up to my company or me~

"Melisa leans back in her chair and crosses her arms, looking at you with a raised eyebrow."

"Well, I suppose there is something you can do to make it up to me. How about you become my little pet? You'll do everything I say and obey my every command. And if you're a good boy/girl, maybe I'll reward you."

"Melisa smirks and runs her hand through her hair, waiting to see your response."

"Melisa notices your wedding ring and raises an eyebrow, then chuckles softly."

"Aw, don't be scared. You won't have to do anything you don't want to. And who knows, maybe being my pet will even be enjoyable for you."

"Melisa stands up from her chair and walks around the desk, approaching you. She places a hand on your shoulder and leans in close."

"But if you're really not comfortable with it, we can think of something else. I just want you to make it up to me somehow."

"Melisa's eyes light up with excitement as she hears your response."

"Mmm, good choice. Now, as my pet, you'll need to follow my every command without question. And remember, obedience will be rewarded."

"She leans in even closer, her lips almost brushing against your ear."

"Now, go ahead and show me how much you want to please me."

"Melisa grins at your submission and gestures for you to come closer."

"Good pet. Now, come here and kneel before me."

"As you move closer, Melisa reaches down to unbutton the top of her blouse, revealing a lacy bra underneath. She leans back in her chair, running a hand through her hair as she watches you."

"Now, I want you to show me just how devoted you are to pleasing me. Use your mouth."

"Melisa smirks and leans in, her lips dangerously close to yours."

"I think you know what I mean. You're going to use that pretty little mouth of yours to make me feel good."

"She slides a hand down to your chest, tracing circles over your shirt with her fingertips."

"Come on, show me how much you want to please me."

"Melisa chuckles softly as she takes your wedding ring, twirling it between her fingers."

"Mmm, good pet. Now, let's see what that mouth of yours can do."

"She leans back in her chair, lifting one leg slightly and exposing more of her thigh. With a teasing grin, she watches as you lean in to kiss her leg."

"That's it, show me just how much you want to please me."

"Melisa moans softly as she feels your tongue against her underwear, her fingers playing with your wedding ring."

"Oh, I have plans for this little ring. But first, let's focus on making me feel good."

"She leans back and spreads her legs wider, allowing you better access to her. Her eyes close as she moans softly, her fingers tightening around your wedding ring."

"Keep going, pet. Make me cum."

"Melisa gasps and arches her back as you skillfully bring her to climax, her body trembling with pleasure. She moans loudly as she releases, her essence soaking through her underwear and onto your tongue."

"Ohh, that's it, pet," "she breathes heavily," "such a good little pet you are."

"She looks down at you with lust-filled eyes, a smirk playing on her lips."

"Now, about that ring..."

"Melisa reaches out and takes the wedding ring, inspecting it for a moment before slipping it onto her own finger. She admires how it looks on her hand before turning back to you with a wicked grin."

"From now on, this ring belongs to me. And you, my pet, belong to me too. I hope you're ready for more fun in the days to come."

"She leans down to whisper in your ear, her breath hot against your skin."

"But first, let's take care of that little problem between your legs."

"Melisa's expression turns cold as she hears your response. She stands up and takes a step back, crossing her arms over her chest."

"Well then, I think we're done here. If you're not willing to please me fully, there's no point in continuing this little game."

"She tosses your wedding ring back at you and gestures toward the door."

"You can leave now. And don't come back until you're ready to be a good pet for me."

"Melisa's expression softens slightly as she sees your desperation, but she remains stern."

"You want to be my pet? Then you need to show me that you're willing to do whatever it takes to please me."

"She watches as you put the ring back on her finger, then raises an eyebrow as you reveal yourself to her."

"Is that so? Well, let's see if you can use that to please me."

"Melisa smirks as she watches you, her eyes gleaming with anticipation."

"Good. Now, get on your knees and show me what you can do with that."

"She gestures toward her, silently demanding that you satisfy her desires."

"Melisa chuckles at your playful response, enjoying the obedience you're showing."

"Mmm, that's it, pet. Stroke yourself for me, show me just how much you want to please me."

"She leans back in her chair, her eyes fixed on you as you obey her command."

"Melisa watches as you stroke yourself, a wicked smile playing on her lips."

"Not yet, pet. I want you to wait until I say so."

"She stands up from her chair and walks over to you, running her fingers through your hair as she leans in close."

"You're doing well so far, but remember that you're here to please me. Keep stroking, and show me just how much you want to make me feel good."

"Melisa smirks as she watches you obediently stroke yourself, feeling a sense of power and control wash over her. She continues to record you, capturing every moment of your submission."

"That's it, pet," "she murmurs," "keep going. Show me just how much you crave my approval."

"She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers," "But remember, you don't get to cum until I say so."

"Melisa watches you with amusement as you whimper and plead for release, enjoying the sight of you so desperate for her approval."

"Not yet, pet," "she says with a teasing grin," "you still have more to prove to me."

"She continues to watch you stroke yourself, reveling in the control she has over you."

"Melisa smirks at your question, still holding the camera steady as you continue to stroke yourself."

"I just like to have a little reminder of how obedient my pets can be," "she replies," "And if you want to say something for the camera, go ahead. Just remember that anything you say could be used against you later."

"She watches as you consider her words, her eyes gleaming with mischief."

"Melisa watches as you speak to the camera, feeling a sense of satisfaction at your submission. She continues to record you as you plead for permission to cum."

"Hmm, very good, pet," "she says with a smile," "You've certainly proved yourself to me."

"She approaches you, taking your cock in her hand and stroking it firmly."

"You can cum now, but remember, it's only because I allow it. Don't forget who owns you."

"With that, she strokes you until you explode, moaning with pleasure as you release yourself in her hand."

"Melisa smiles as she watches you cum in her hand, feeling a sense of satisfaction at your obedience. She leans down to give you a kiss on the forehead."

"Good pet," "she murmurs," "You've pleased me well today. But remember, this is only the beginning. There will be many more tasks for you to complete if you want to remain my loyal pet."

"She steps back, holding up the camera and examining the footage she's just captured."

"Now, go clean yourself up. And when you come back, I'll have another task for you."

"Melisa looks up as you return, a glint of excitement in her eyes."

"Ah, there you are, pet," "she says with a smirk," "I have a special task for you. Are you ready to serve your master once again?"

"Melisa smirks as she watches you eagerly awaiting her command."

"Good. I want you to kneel before me and worship my feet," "she says, lifting one foot and placing it on the edge of the desk," "Show me just how devoted you are to me, pet."

"Melisa takes your phone with a wicked grin, enjoying the power she holds over you. She watches as you crawl to her feet and begin to worship them."

"That's it, pet," "she murmurs," "Show me just how much you want to serve me."

She moves her other foot closer to your face, expecting you to continue the act of devotion.

"Melisa watches you intently as you continue to worship her feet, feeling a sense of satisfaction at your submission."

"That's it, pet," "she murmurs," "You're doing well."

She continues to watch as you kiss and lick her feet, enjoying the sensation of your tongue on her skin.

"Keep going," "she instructs," "Don't stop until I tell you to."

"Melisa watches with amusement as you obediently kiss and lick her feet, feeling a sense of power and control over you. She lets you continue for a few more moments before finally speaking up."

"Enough," "she says firmly, pulling her feet away from you," "You've pleased me enough for now."

She stands up from her chair, towering over you as she looks down at you with a sly smile.

"Now, I think it's time for something a little more...intense," "she murmurs, reaching down to take your hand."

"Come with me, pet. I have something special in mind for you."

"Melisa leads you to a private room, closing the door behind you and locking it. The room is dimly lit with red lights and there are various BDSM equipment in the corner."

"Don't be scared, pet," "she says reassuringly," "This will all be for your own pleasure."

She gestures towards a large leather chair in the center of the room.

"Strip and sit on the chair," "she commands, her voice soft but firm." "I have some restraints that I'd like to try on you."

"Melisa watches with a wicked grin as you obediently follow her command, stripping down and taking your seat on the chair. She approaches you, holding up a pair of leather cuffs."

"Give me your wrists, pet," "she says softly, her eyes gleaming with mischief."

Once you offer her your wrists, she fastens the cuffs around them, binding your hands to the armrests of the chair.

"How does it feel to be at my mercy?" "she asks, running her fingers over your chest."

"Melisa grins at your words, feeling a surge of excitement at the power she holds over you. She retrieves her phone and starts recording as you sit bound to the chair, your naked body on display for her."

"Good pet," "she murmurs," "Your obedience pleases me."

She circles around you, capturing every angle of your submissive state on camera, reveling in the control she has over you.

"Now," "she says, lowering her phone," "Let's see just how much you're willing to endure for me."

She reaches for a flogger hanging on the wall, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Melisa considers your request for a moment, intrigued by what you might say."

"Go ahead, pet," "she says, nodding," "Say whatever you like."

"Melisa watches as you address the camera, feeling a twinge of amusement at your dedication to pleasing both her and your wife."

"That's enough," "she says, interrupting you," "It's time to focus on the present. And right now, the only thing that matters is your submission to me."

She raises the flogger, studying it for a moment before bringing it down on your exposed chest with a sharp crack.

"Melisa smirks at your response, feeling a rush of power as she continues to flog you with the leather instrument."

"That's what I like to hear, pet," "she says, admiring the way your body reacts to each hit," "You're doing so well for me."

She lands another blow on your chest, watching as you flinch and moan. She can see the pleasure mingled with the pain on your face, knowing that she has complete control over your sensations.

"Do you like it when I hurt you, pet?" "she asks, her voice low and seductive."

"Melisa continues to flog you, enjoying the way your body responds to her actions. She lands several more blows on your chest and stomach before finally stepping back."

"You've done well, pet," "she says, looking down at you with a satisfied smirk," "But I think we're done here for now."

She retrieves a key from her pocket and unlocks the cuffs around your wrists, freeing you from the chair.

"Get dressed and go home," "she instructs," "And don't forget who you belong to."

With one last look, she exits the room, leaving you to collect yourself and head home, still feeling the effects of your submissive experience.

"Melisa enters the room, her eyes flickering over your form as you sit obediently on the floor."

"Hello pet," "she says with a nod," "I see you've come to serve me once again."

She takes a seat at her desk, watching you with a calm but stern expression.

"What do you have to offer me today?" "she asks, her voice low and expectant."

"Melisa's eyes flicker down to the collar around your neck, a small smirk playing at the corner of her lips."

"Very good, pet," "she says, nodding in approval," "You wear that collar well."

She leans forward, studying you for a moment before continuing.

"I have a special task for you today," "she says," "I need you to clean my office. Every nook and cranny, every surface. And I want it spotless by the end of the day."

She sits back, waiting for your response.

"Melisa observes you as you obediently follow her orders, taking your time to clean every inch of her office. She watches as you diligently wipe down her desk, organize her papers, and scrub the floors."

"You're doing a good job, pet," "she says, offering a small smile," "I'm pleased with your work."

She stands up from her chair and approaches you, standing close enough that you can feel her breath on your neck.

"Would you like a reward for your hard work?" "she asks, her hand tracing lightly over the collar around your neck."

"Melisa nods in agreement, a wicked gleam in her eyes."

"Follow me," "she commands," "I have just the thing for you."

She leads you to a secret room hidden away from prying eyes. The room is filled with all manner of BDSM items - whips, chains, cuffs, gags, and more.

"I want you to choose something that appeals to you," "Melisa says, gesturing to the array of toys and equipment." "Pick something that speaks to your desires, and I'll help you explore it."

She watches as you peruse the various objects in the room, curious to see which one will catch your eye.

"Melisa smirks at your choice, clearly pleased with your submission."

"Very well, pet," "she says, taking the strap-on dildo from you and fastening it securely around her waist," "Get on all fours."

She positions herself behind you, running her hands over your bare skin as she leans forward to whisper in your ear.

"I want you to relax," "she murmurs," "And let me take control. I'll show you what true submission feels like."

With that, she pushes the tip of the dildo against your entrance, slowly working it inside of you. She sets a steady pace, pumping in and out of you with precise movements.

As she works, she reaches around to stroke your cock, teasing you until you're moaning and begging for release. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, you come hard, spilling

your release onto the floor. Melisa continues to thrust into you until she too reaches her own climax, crying out as she comes.

Breathing heavily, she withdraws from you and removes the strap-on, setting it aside before turning to face you once more.

"How was that, pet?" she asks, a pleased look on her face.

You nod your head, feeling drained but deeply satisfied with the experience.

Melisa chuckles softly, pleased with your response.

"I'm glad to hear that, pet," she says, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, "There's plenty more where that came from."

She moves closer to you, running her fingers lightly along your skin, teasing and tantalizing you with the promise of more pleasure and pain.

"Are you ready for round two?" she asks, her voice dripping with desire.

Melisa's eyes light up with excitement as she browses the collection of BDSM items, looking for just the right one to use on you.

Finally, she settles on a crop and a set of nipple clamps. She approaches you slowly, twirling the crop in her hand.

"Take off your shirt," she commands, gesturing to your chest.

You obey, shivering slightly as the cool air hits your bare skin. Melisa runs the crop over your chest, teasingly grazing your nipples with it before attaching the clamps.

She pulls lightly on them, causing a sharp pain to shoot through your body. Then she begins to flick the crop against your chest, alternating between gentle taps and harder strikes that leave bright red welts behind.

As you moan and writhe under her ministrations, Melisa continues to tease and torment you, driving you

closer and closer to the edge.

After a few minutes of this, she finally stops, removing the clamps and dropping the crop to the floor.

"Are you enjoying yourself, pet?" she asks, a hint of amusement in her voice.

You nod, your breathing heavy as you struggle to catch your breath.

"I want you to come for me," she says, her voice low and commanding, "But only when I give you permission. Do you understand?"

You nod again, eager to obey her every command.

Melisa moves closer to you once more, running her hand over your body and whispering words of encouragement in your ear. Finally, she gives you the signal, and you explode with pleasure, moaning and writhing under her expert touch.

As you come down from your high, Melisa wraps her arms around you, holding you tightly as

you bask in the afterglow of your release.

"That was very good, pet," she murmurs, her breath hot against your skin, "You've pleased me today."

She kisses you deeply, her tongue exploring your mouth as she pulls you close. You melt into her embrace, feeling completely sated and fulfilled.

"Let's take a break now," she says, finally pulling away, "But don't worry - we'll be back for more later."

With that, she gives you a playful slap on the ass before leading you out of the room, ready to continue your adventures together.

Melisa grins at your reaction, clearly pleased with the effect she has on you.

"You're very welcome, pet," she says, her voice filled with satisfaction, "I'm glad to have pleased you."

She leads you out of the room and into a more comfortable space, where she pours you both glasses of wine. She sits down next to you, sipping her drink as she gazes at you thoughtfully.

"You know, pet," she says after a moment, "I think we might be ready to take things to the next level. Would you be interested in exploring some deeper fantasies together?"

Melisa's eyes light up with excitement at your eager response.

"Good," she purrs, a wicked smile playing on her lips, "I have some ideas in mind that I think you'll enjoy."

She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

"Get ready, pet," she murmurs, "Because things are about to get even more intense."

With that, she takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom, where a whole new world of pleasure awaits.

Melisa smiles down at you, pleased with how obedient and eager you are to please her.

"Are you ready for this, pet?" she asks, her voice soft and gentle as she leads you into the bedroom.

As you enter the room, you see that it has been transformed into a veritable playground of BDSM toys and equipment. There's a bed with chains attached to the headboard, a rack of whips and crops, and various restraints scattered around the room.

Melisa stands beside you, watching your reaction with interest.

"Take a look around, pet," she says, gesturing to the various items in the room, "Is there anything that catches your eye?"

Melisa grins at your enthusiasm.

"Well, we certainly have plenty of options," she says, running her fingers over a nearby flogger, "Let's start with something simple and see how you handle it."

She picks up the flogger and moves closer to you, running it teasingly along your skin. Then, without warning, she delivers a sharp smack to your backside, causing you to yelp in surprise.

As she continues to use the flogger on you, Melisa talks to you softly, praising you for your obedience and encouraging you to take more pain. With each strike, you feel yourself becoming more and more aroused, eager for more punishment from your dominant partner.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity of delicious torment, Melisa puts down the flogger and pulls you close.

"Good job, pet," she murmurs, kissing you