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Subject: {ASSM} Lunch Buddies - Office FemDom F/M
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Date: Tue, 13 Jul 2004 16:10:02 -0400
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"How long have we been lunch buddies, Joe?" Amy asked. "Three months?
Right after I started here."

"Yeah."

"Ever think of being more than just lunch buddies?"

"I don't know." Joe said. A little uncomfortable. Amy knew his
situation.

"Don't you like me, Joe?"

"Sure. I like having lunch with you." Why did these fat chicks always
want to take things a step further? Why couldn't she leave it at being
friends. Lunch buddies.

"Wouldn't it be nice to spend time together outside of work? We could
go to a show or something." Amy said. "Or you could come by and I'd
make you dinner and maybe watch a video. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"I don't know." Joe said, noncommittal. Staring at his sandwich.

"I know about Maddie and all. How she takes advantage of you. It's
your sweet nature. She exploits it. If we were together I'd help you.
I'd get you out of that. You wouldn't need it. You'd have me."

Joe was now totally uncomfortable. He thought he and Amy shared an
understanding. That's why he liked lunching with her. Sure she was a
tub of lard. Someone he wouldn't be seen dead with outside of work.
Here she was safe. It was better than eating alone.

People thought it was cute the two office sex-geeks hanging out
together at lunch. He didn't talk about her giving head to all the
managers and she didn't mention his submissive stuff. Until now.

Joe didn't answer.

"Joe, how did you start with Maddie like that? You can tell me. I know
all about what you do. She tells everyone. I'm just curious though.
How did she get you to agree to it?"

Joe was relieved. At least she was off the subject of becoming a
couple. After she heard his story maybe she'd go back to just being
his lunch buddy. She sure wouldn't want to go out with him. And if she
didn't want to eat lunch alone everyday she'd have to go back to the
way things were before she stuck her nose in it.

"I was her assistant. I assisted her." Joe told her. "She had these
clog sandals that her daughter got her for her birthday. She hated
them. Never even tried them on. Anyway, her daughter was coming over.
Getting dumped on her on short notice. I guess her ex had to be out of
town a few days on business."

"Yeah?" Amy prompted. Like what has all this got to do with anything.

"I'm getting to it. Hang on." Joe told her. It was his story for
chrissake. Let me tell it, he thought.

"Her kid was always looking for things to pick a fight about so Maddie
figured maybe if she wore these clog things it might go over good with
the kid. You know teenagers.

"These sandals were the kind that laced around your calf. I mean about
three feet of string. It was messed up. Maddie didn't want to deal
with lacing them up. She has no patience. You know that."

"Me and everybody else." Amy agreed.

   
 
"So she asked me to help her. And not like she usually does. She was
nice about it. Almost calm. It freaked me out kinda. She just came
over to me, put her hand on the back of my neck and led me to her
office. Real sweet like.

"She pushed me down to my knees in front of her chair and said to help
her get into these things.

"She just sat there watching as I tried to figure out what to do. I
tied and retied those laces half a dozen times before I got it right.
I did over her pantyhose and once it was done we realized it would
look better against her bare skin. So she took of her pantyhose and I
re-did the whole thing.

"A trickle of sweat ran down the inside of her leg as she stood up
once I was done. She told me to lick it. So I licked it." Joe paused.
"It was her juice."

"Pussy juice?"

"Yeah. I lapped it up and then she sat back down and shoved my face in
it. I went down on her. That's how it started. Real innocently."

"Now you're giving FemDom parties. That's not so innocent."

Joe looked at Amy like she was crazy.

"FemDom? Who told you that? I helped her out at a jewelry party that's
all."

"Oh yeah? How did you help?"

"I helped the ladies try on toe rings. Putting them on their feet and
holding a mirror so they could see."

"That's all?"

"Yeah. Some of them picked out rings that fit kind of snug so I'd lick
their toes to get them slick. And after a while I figured out it
worked better if I put the ring in my mouth and sucked their toes and
slid the ring on with my tongue. But that's all. I just helped out."

"That's what you call helping out huh?" Amy shook her head. "You sure
you didn't do a little more than that? That's bad enough. But I heard
you did more than suck toes."

"Well, they did have a door prize. I went down on the winner. Just
one. Maddie was in a pinch. She forgot to buy something for a door
prize. So like I said, I helped her out. I was the door prize."

"And you didn't feel used?"

"Not really. But any way you cut it that's not a FemDom party. Not to
me anyway."

"What about Agnes?"

Joe turned white, "What about Agnes?"

"You never did anything with her?"

Joe wanted to forget about Agnes. He didn't like her. Maddie was cool
she used Joe but she was cool about it. Joe liked being used by her.
Agnes took everything too far. He only put up with her because of
Maddie.

"She took me shopping once."

"Really? Tell me about it."

"She just mentioned to Maddie that it might be cute to get me a collar
with my name on it. She called it a Bitch Collar... 'I don't go to
those kind of stores.' Maddie said.

'What kind of store is that?' Agnes asked. 

'S and M places.' Maddie said. 

'You don't get out much, do you? Ever hear of a pet supply store?'
Agnes asked.

'I don't have pets' Maddie said. 

'You do now.' Agnes told her looking over at me. 

'I could never bring my self to embarrass a person like that. Take him
in and try on dog collars. That's too humiliating." Maddie told her.
She really cares about me.

'I'll do it. I'll get a nice one with his name on a brass plate.'
Agnes told her.

"So Maddie let her do it. I didn't want to but Maddie said if she's
nice enough to offer we had to take her up on it. It would be an
insult not to.

"On the way over to the pet store I begged Agnes not to make me go in
with her. She told me to go down on her and she'd think about it. So I
did. Right there in the car. I ate her pussy.

"She didn't change her mind. She said I didn't lick her well enough.
She was going to have to take me home and have me eat her till I got
it right just to get the memory of this pathetic lick job out of her
mind.

"I begged her again not to make me go in. She finally slapped me to
shut me up. Then she got tender with me. She said it wasn't my fault.
She stroked my hair and said Maddie hadn't trained me properly. She
said if I was quiet and didn't make a fuss she'd be nice.

"So I went inside and tried on some collars. I was completely
humiliated but there wasn't anything I could do. She kept calling
store clerks over to ask their opinion of how I looked. At one point
she had a group of them staring at me debating whether I should have a
girl dog collar or a boy's. Because I was a Bitch, you see.

"She had one of the group get on the PA system and page for more
people to come over and offer their opinions. I wanted to die but she
wouldn't let me leave.

"One of the clerks was my old gym teacher. He's retired now he just
works part time for something to do. He always hated me. Because I was
a sissy, he said. He laughed at me and told the group things about me
in gym class. I almost fainted. But what could I do? Agnes didn't want
to leave yet.

"The store was just about to close when she made her choice finally
and had them stamp 'Fido' on the name plate. I hated her."

"Why did you put up with it?" Amy asked. "Why didn't you tell her to
fuck off and die?"

"Because of Maddie. I didn't want to get her mad at me."

"Fuck her."

"Is that what you tell all the guys around here? All these execs you
go down on? You ever tell them to fuck off?"

Amy got pissed.

"I know these motherfuckers talk behind my back. But to my face
they're nice to me. They give me presents. They treat me good. Some of
them talk about me just to make the other guys think they don't care
about when really they do. They're guys after all. Dumb fucks. They
couldn't get their wives to give them head if their lives depended on
it.

"They're grateful as hell that I suck them off. If they had to go into
the street to find some strange they could get into real trouble. They
can talk all they want but behind closed doors I rule."

She glared at Joe. Wondering how he could dare have the audacity to
compare her situation with his.

"So was that all?" Amy asked. "Did Agnes make you do anything else?"

"Well, like I said, I had to go back to her place and learn to eat her
properly. The way she wanted me to. To erase the memory of the first
time."

"Nothing else?"

"Like what?" Joe asked. Hoping Amy would leave it at that.

"Anymore shopping?"

Joe turned red.

"Well we did stop somewhere else on the way to her place. We were
passing it anyway." Joe said.

"What place?"

"A kind of toy store." Joe said.

"What kind?"

"Sex toys." Joe said, looking down at the floor, ashamed. "She had me
pick out a thing for her."

"For her or for you, Joe?"

Joe looked up, "For her. It wasn't for me."

"What was it?"

"A dildo." Joe said.

"A strap on?"

"Yeah." Joe said, so low that Amy didn't hear him.

"What'd you say?"

"Yeah. It was a dildo. A strap on dildo. She made me choose one. So I
picked one out for her, okay?" Joe said. A bit testy.

"I hope you picked one you really liked."

Joe wondered why she said that but was afraid to ask. Joe just looked
at her and didn't say anything.

Amy pulled her chair up close to Joe and leaned in.

"Agnes came up to me this morning and invited me to a party tonight. A
bunch of girls from the office are getting together. She never did
that before. No one ever wanted anything to do with me." Amy said.

"I was thrilled that she wanted me there. I won't lie. I'm tired of
not having any friends here. But..." She went on. "I thought something
was up. Something's not right. The other chicks are all looking over
at me and giggling. So I asked her, 'What kind of party is it?' You
know what she told me, Joe?"

"I dunno."

"A FemDom Party. All us girls and you, Joe. You're going to get
gangbanged with that lovely item you picked out." Amy let that sink
in. "I got right in her face and told her off. I said you were a sweet
guy and it was terrible how they were treating you. I didn't want any
part of it."

"You know what she told me?" Amy paused then answered herself. "She
wanted to know why you never asked me out. If you're so sweet and you
know I'm available? I said you were just shy." She sat back in her
chair, arms folded across her chest. "But that's not it is it, Joe?
You think you're too good for me. I didn't believe it. But she's
right. Like I said, Joe, I hope you picked out one you really liked
because you are going to be riding that rubber log all night."

"You're crazy. Maddie would never go along with that."

"Maddie has no say. Agnes bought your contract."

"There's no contract. You're making all this up."

"It's figure of speech, asshole. That's what Agnes told me but what
she means is she took control of you from Maddie. She cut her out of
the deal. Either Maddie goes along with it or she gets shunned by the
other girls in the office. You know what that's like, Joe. To be an
outcast. Maddie caved in."

"She wouldn't."

"She did. Agnes called her out and slammed her. Told her if all you're
gonna do with the bitch is have him go down on you get a boyfriend.
You don't need a sissybitch to get your pussy licked. Agnes is going
to turn you into a real 'producer' to use her term.

"Office morale is certainly up. She's charging a cover to get in
tonight. But I don't have to pay. I'm part of the entertainment. I get
to bang your ass on video. I'm first up.

"You gotta see it from their point of view, Joe. The outcast lunch
buddies. They think it's hilarious. And it is. You rejected me, Joe,
after I tried to help you out. Now I'm really getting into this. Into
the spirit the event.

"Your ass is my ticket back to respectability. It'll be quite a
bonding experience. Us girls gangbanging your ass."

She smiled in a way Joe never saw her do before.

It reminded him of Maddie. This morning he saw a look on her face he'd
never seen before. Sympathy and regret. Damn, it was true.

He felt his ass getting sore already.


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