Elizabeth Andrews : The Electrical Tape Business Meeting
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I was sitting at my desk, checking my supply list, when the Boss came into my office. He confirmed with me that I had gathered everything he needed. I told him I was a bit confused why he needed an abundance of electrical tape and why there wasn't any rope on the supply list. He replied that the company had been looking into resourcefulness exercises. The company wanted to make sure the executives had enough mental dexterity to handle themselves in high speed negotiations, and having the executives improvise with their binding material would help foster that. Mr. Big Boss was the one that had to present the new program and he wanted to make sure he knew the subject well.
Mr. Big Boss then had me stand up and put my arms behind my back. He took the electrical tape and started to wrap, from my elbows to my wrists. The Boss and I exchanged pros and cons of having my secretaries wrapped up in electrical tape. I started to worry as he started wrapping closer to my wrists. I couldn't move them at all. My wrists were pinned together so tightly that it freaked me out a little. I tried to shimmy in the electrical tape arm sleeve but I couldn't move my arms at all! I commented to him how tight it was getting, but Mr. Big Boss was not concerned.
Next, the Boss wanted to try out a new gag strategy. He put some mouth stuffing in my mouth and then pulled a nude stocking over top of my head. My nose and eyes were smushed against the nylon fabric, I could barely open my eyes! Then the Boss started to wrap electrical tape around my open mouth, over the stocking hood.The more he wrapped, the more I whined behind the gag from the tightness. Once he was finished wrapping around my mouth, he applied electrical tape under my chin and over my head. I started to whimper uncontrollably. My mindset went completely distressed. I knew he was wrapping more tape around my head but I didn't know where. I tried to concentrate on just my breathing and not on the tightness of the gag or the feeling of the electrical tape just under my chin, making the gag even tighter.
He moved to my ankles and taped them together. I whimpered the entire time he was taping them. The Boss left me in the office to deal with my electrical tape gag and arm sleeve. Both were extremely tight. I wiggled and squirmed, lifting my skirt over my ass, to show off my curvy legs.I was in the process of hoping to the front of my desk when the Boss came back in. He grabbed me from behind and made me sit up against him. He grabbed my head and pulled it back towards him while his free hand roamed from my silky legs to in between them, coaxing and slapping. He then grabbed my hips and pushed me back and forth on his lap, his fingers found their way between my legs again, probing gently. And as soon as he was there, he was gone. Leaving me hot and bothered to struggle on the top of my desk.
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