26-09-2022, 03:40 PM
That afternoon I went shopping and left everything in the trunk of my car.
The next day I went to work wearing my usual business suit but changed into one of my purchases in my bathroom. It was a simple, sheer white blouse and short black skirt, and I really mean short, the hem was over half way up my thigh. I didn't wear stockings because the tops would have shown with the short skirt. I felt funny with no bra but my nipples rubbing on the fabric of my blouse felt rather exciting. Afterwards I just stayed in my office and did my work.
Around lunch time Ranjeet Sir called me into his office and told me to come in through our connecting lounges. As I entered his office I saw that he was leaning against the front of his desk. As I approached he told me that I looked beautiful but he needed to make sure that I followed his orders about my wardrobe. He asked if I was wearing a bra and I said I wasn't. He said that he had to check and told me to unbutton my blouse. I just stood there looking at him. After a few seconds his expression changed and he got a stern look on his face and said, in a forceful and ominous way, that I had to show him "or else".
I was embarrassed but I unbuttoned my blouse and stood there. It wasn't open so he could see my breasts just enough to see that I wasn't wearing a bra. He said "good". Then he said he wanted to make sure I wasn't wearing pantyhose so he told me to pull my skirt up and show him. Again I hesitated and again he gave me a stern look, so I hesitantly reached down and pulled up my skirt and showed him my panties. "Beautiful" was all he said. As he turned and went over behind his desk to sit down I lowered my skirt. As he sat down he yelled at me and said "I didn't tell you to put your skirt back down. Do only what I say, and when I say." I raised my skirt back up and stood there looking at the floor.
He just sat there and looked at me smiling. After a couple minutes he said to get dressed and go back to work.
My wardrobe examination happened like that every day for the rest of the week.
On Monday morning he called me in and we went through the clothes check again except this time he said to take off my blouse and hand it to him. He looked mad when I stood there looking at him. I started to cry. He just growled "do it!" I slowly took off the blouse and held it out for him with one hand and covered up my breasts with the other.
"Now lower your hands," he said. I cried as I did.
"Now the skirt." I lifted up the skirt and stood there and he said, "No, hand it to me."
I wanted to run and hide but I couldn't run anywhere dressed as I was. I reached around back and pulled the zipper down and let the skirt fall to the floor. I bent over and picked it up, handed it to him and just stood there with tears running down my cheeks.
All he said was "even more beautiful than I imagined." I was embarrassed and felt hot all over. He went back and sat down and put my clothes on the desk. He just sat and looked at me standing there topless. After a while he smiled and said I could take my clothes and go back to my office. I started to put my clothes back on but he stopped me and said to walk out the way I was and dress in the lounge. I grabbed my clothes and quickly left.
Tuesday and Wednesday were repeats of Monday, but I cried less each day.
On Thursday he asked for my panties too. I reluctantly gave them to him and he went back and sat down. He said that I needed to keep my pussy neat, not completely shaved just a bikini trim and clean.
Friday I was naked again for his inspection.
The next Monday after I was naked he said to sit down in the chair across from him. He said that one of my duties as his assistant was to make sure that he was happy at all times. I said I didn't understand what he meant so he painted me a very graphic picture. He wanted me to have sex with him. He wanted a blow job when he asked. He wanted to watch me strip whenever he called. He wanted to watch me masturbate for him. When he called I was to drop whatever I was doing and come to him. When he told me to I was to take off my clothes in the lounge and walk into his office naked. I wasn't to tell anybody about what I was doing, especially my husband and if I told anybody then our deal about the missing money was off .
I went home and thought about my predicament. I debated about telling Manohar about my problem but decided that I had to handle this situation on my own. I also cried a lot. Manohar just thought I wasn't feeling well and left me alone. I could see no alternative so the next day when we went through the wardrobe inspection I reluctantly said that I would do what he asked.
He walked in a circle around me looking me up and down as I stood there. He was behind me the first time he touched me. I jumped and he slapped my backside. "Don't ever do that ever again," was all he said. He gently rubbed my backside where he hit me. He rubbed my shoulders. He reached around under my arms and squeezed my breasts in his hands. Suddenly he stopped and went back to his desk and sat down. He said to get dressed and go back to work.
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The next day I went to work wearing my usual business suit but changed into one of my purchases in my bathroom. It was a simple, sheer white blouse and short black skirt, and I really mean short, the hem was over half way up my thigh. I didn't wear stockings because the tops would have shown with the short skirt. I felt funny with no bra but my nipples rubbing on the fabric of my blouse felt rather exciting. Afterwards I just stayed in my office and did my work.
Around lunch time Ranjeet Sir called me into his office and told me to come in through our connecting lounges. As I entered his office I saw that he was leaning against the front of his desk. As I approached he told me that I looked beautiful but he needed to make sure that I followed his orders about my wardrobe. He asked if I was wearing a bra and I said I wasn't. He said that he had to check and told me to unbutton my blouse. I just stood there looking at him. After a few seconds his expression changed and he got a stern look on his face and said, in a forceful and ominous way, that I had to show him "or else".
I was embarrassed but I unbuttoned my blouse and stood there. It wasn't open so he could see my breasts just enough to see that I wasn't wearing a bra. He said "good". Then he said he wanted to make sure I wasn't wearing pantyhose so he told me to pull my skirt up and show him. Again I hesitated and again he gave me a stern look, so I hesitantly reached down and pulled up my skirt and showed him my panties. "Beautiful" was all he said. As he turned and went over behind his desk to sit down I lowered my skirt. As he sat down he yelled at me and said "I didn't tell you to put your skirt back down. Do only what I say, and when I say." I raised my skirt back up and stood there looking at the floor.
He just sat there and looked at me smiling. After a couple minutes he said to get dressed and go back to work.
My wardrobe examination happened like that every day for the rest of the week.
On Monday morning he called me in and we went through the clothes check again except this time he said to take off my blouse and hand it to him. He looked mad when I stood there looking at him. I started to cry. He just growled "do it!" I slowly took off the blouse and held it out for him with one hand and covered up my breasts with the other.
"Now lower your hands," he said. I cried as I did.
"Now the skirt." I lifted up the skirt and stood there and he said, "No, hand it to me."
I wanted to run and hide but I couldn't run anywhere dressed as I was. I reached around back and pulled the zipper down and let the skirt fall to the floor. I bent over and picked it up, handed it to him and just stood there with tears running down my cheeks.
All he said was "even more beautiful than I imagined." I was embarrassed and felt hot all over. He went back and sat down and put my clothes on the desk. He just sat and looked at me standing there topless. After a while he smiled and said I could take my clothes and go back to my office. I started to put my clothes back on but he stopped me and said to walk out the way I was and dress in the lounge. I grabbed my clothes and quickly left.
Tuesday and Wednesday were repeats of Monday, but I cried less each day.
On Thursday he asked for my panties too. I reluctantly gave them to him and he went back and sat down. He said that I needed to keep my pussy neat, not completely shaved just a bikini trim and clean.
Friday I was naked again for his inspection.
The next Monday after I was naked he said to sit down in the chair across from him. He said that one of my duties as his assistant was to make sure that he was happy at all times. I said I didn't understand what he meant so he painted me a very graphic picture. He wanted me to have sex with him. He wanted a blow job when he asked. He wanted to watch me strip whenever he called. He wanted to watch me masturbate for him. When he called I was to drop whatever I was doing and come to him. When he told me to I was to take off my clothes in the lounge and walk into his office naked. I wasn't to tell anybody about what I was doing, especially my husband and if I told anybody then our deal about the missing money was off .
I went home and thought about my predicament. I debated about telling Manohar about my problem but decided that I had to handle this situation on my own. I also cried a lot. Manohar just thought I wasn't feeling well and left me alone. I could see no alternative so the next day when we went through the wardrobe inspection I reluctantly said that I would do what he asked.
He walked in a circle around me looking me up and down as I stood there. He was behind me the first time he touched me. I jumped and he slapped my backside. "Don't ever do that ever again," was all he said. He gently rubbed my backside where he hit me. He rubbed my shoulders. He reached around under my arms and squeezed my breasts in his hands. Suddenly he stopped and went back to his desk and sat down. He said to get dressed and go back to work.
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