Wage Slave

[cautiousswitch]

“Sure, the ***’s good, but do you really want an office job? You’d be chained to a desk all day.”

-----

It was chilly wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts.  The circle of steel that tethered his wrist to his desk was cold to the touch.

“Mr. Stevens!”

He looked up, startled by the office manager’s presence.  Despite the heels on her leather boots, she somehow managed to approach without his noticing.  With her silk blouse partially unbuttoned there was a lot to notice.  She looked down at him over her glasses and slapped her riding crop against the palm of her hand.

“Your progress report is late, Mr. Stevens.  You know what happens to naughty boys who don’t complete their work on time.”

“Yes, Miss Baxter.  I’m sorry, Miss Baxter.”

“And yet,” she hissed at him, “you have not assumed the position.”

Tim stood up and circled to the side of his desk.  He lowered his shorts and leaned against the desk, providing a target for her riding crop.

-----

“Tim! You zoned out there, buddy.”

“Sorry.”

“You never answered.  Do you want to be chained to a desk all day?”

“I was just considering the possible benefits of such a position.”

[An****]

Oh how the kinky mind can wonder off into the fun/erotic places with a simple question/conversation

[Be****]

As someone who has a desk job the mind wonders and sometimes the fingers do too😈

[ma****]

🔥🔥