I would like to tell a story that happened to me several years ago. Then for the first time I was confronted with the direction in sexual relations. So. I was one of the youngest employees in the institution where I worked before. I then liked women of 30–35 years old, and I had a friend, one of our accountants. Pretty sexy and well-groomed lady. Our relationship was pretty ordinary. True, she was afraid for her reputation, but I did not spread, so no one knew anything.

We also had a 35-year-old head of the department. We must pay tribute to the fact that she always looked spectacular: clothes, rings, make-up - all at the highest level. She could afford it, since her husband was some high-ranking official. But how beautiful she was, just as she looked down on everyone. And I literally began to survive. And no matter how hard I tried, yet she set me up.

They were not going to fire me somehow, but under Article 33. You know what mood you are. I came all so killed to my Svetlana - an accountant, well, I laid it all out. She looked at me for a while and then said:

“Okay, I know you know how to keep your mouth shut. Promise me that no one will know at work what will happen and I will help you. ”

Understandably, I immediately agreed. We agreed that I would come to Svetlana the next day and discuss everything there. She lived alone, without children, so there were no problems with meetings.

I go to her, walk into the room and see my boss, Larisa Ivanovna, in the chair. She sits all crimson, hands, legs finely shaking. Svetlana and says:

"What are you, bitch, arbitrariness arranged and you think you get away?"

That answer is in a stranded language:

"Svetochka, please do not need him, I will fix everything."

And it looks like a frog at a snake. And I stopped recognizing Svetlana, a real iron lady and a metallic voice. As Larissa did not beg her, she forced her to slip from her chair and bring a belt from the corridor on all fours in her teeth. The most striking thing is that Larisa broke down and fully obeyed Svetlana. Then Sveta made my boss stand up in a humiliating pose, lift her skirt, pull down her pants, and whip her like a schoolgirl. Then she ordered Larisa to get up with cancer so that I would fuck her in the ass. And I could not move from shock and excitement.

“So you will sit and endure, like a dolt, that they are spinning you?” Asked Sveta.

“No,” I say.

"Well, be a man, act."

Later I learned from Svetlana that such relations between them had long been established and for Larisa it was like a drug, it was part of her life.

Then we met together for some time. Svetlana and I clearly ordered, and Lorca obeyed. It was already a game and not a game. But the sensations are really sharp, we almost reached insanity. True, the frame did not allow themselves to move. When you walk along the very edge of the abyss, you probably feel the same way.