Employee Relations by JMZ
30 photos; 6:51 video
I had it with him. Day in and day out he was always on my case. I had worked for Bob for 2 years now and had reached my limit with his constant scrutiny and criticism. He was always on my case. My normal happy go lucky demeanor had fizzled in a mound of paperwork. I tried my best to make the situation work, but day by day it got harder and harder. I ah reached my boiling point when he referred to me as his idiot assistant. I decided to bring him down a level or two.
Normally I keep a level had, but I could not control the urges to teach him a lesson. I started my scheme by telling my boss I had something important to talk to him about. I was able to lure him to the lower level garage by claiming his precious Porsche had been scratched. After a slew of curse words he agreed to come down. He bolted through the door with his face reddened and sweaty. As soon as he rounded the corner I was able to take him off guard. We wrestled to the floor, by accident his head hit the stone ground, and he was out. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I went into clean up mode. I figured if I could reason with him he wouldn’t call the cops. I loaded him into my car and headed home.
As we approached my house he came to. He cursed at me and screamed at me to let him out. I tried to talk to him but he wasn’t listening. I struggled with him until I was able to control him. I tried to explain myself. He said he was going to call the police for XXXX. I had to make him calm down. Without thinking I grabbed a length a rope hanging on my garage wall. He struggled against the rope being round around him. I mapped it around his neck and lower torso. I tied his hands tightly. Behind his back he screamed endlessly, I had no choice but to gag him. I grabbed two bandannas and XXXX one between his teeth. The other I blindfolded him with I couldn’t take his eyes on me anymore. I pushed him down onto an old wooden chair and tied his legs to the chair. What was I doing? I had XXXX my boss and there he sat bound and gagged in my garage. This had gotten out of control. He sweated hard as he struggled. I removed the blindfold and unbuttoned his shirt to cool him down .Again I tried to explain myself. I spoke as the chair pounded on the hard ground. He struggled and screamed muffled curse words. He wasn’t listening. His hands were red with struggle. The bandanna in his mouth was wet with spit. He fought hard to no avail. I began to enjoy watching him. He wasn’t listening anyways. I figured I might as well take advantage of the situation.
I unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his dick. It was hard, I knew he was a closet case. As I played with him he struggled less and less. His muffled screaming turned into muffled moans. He pretended he didn’t like it, but he did. He relaxed, watching him bound and gagged turned me on as well. I could feel myself getting hard. I continued to play with him until he came. Sweat trickled from his forehead. By this time the gag had completely moistened with his spit. His chest hair glistened. He again began to struggle, but not as violently. He seemed to do it as if he were teasing me. I talked again. I explained to him the way I felt about he treated me. I told him how I devised my plan and that I never intended to let it go this far. He shrugged against the rope trying to loosen his binds. He watched me intently as I spoke. He tried once again to speak something through his gag. I removed it. He spoke calmly and rationally. He said he would not call the police if I let him go right away. I untied him slowly waiting any minute for him to attack me. He didn’t. I drove him back to the office in silence. He fired me the next day. We’re going out on a date next week.
The End
Bob played by Tony
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 06/29/2006
Tags
Muscle,chair tied, otm gag, suit, stripped, nude, hands behind back, bare chest