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Bad Boss 001: Mistaken Identity

[April is a Data Entry Operator, which is just a fancy name for the sucker that types up all your documents. And like any sucker, she is doing the Executive Assistants work for her, because she had a DATE to go to.] -10:31 Jul 11
[Matt is the big boss, on this floor anyway but he can feel that promotion coming. 20 people fired and production efficiency at an all time high. Yes… things were going well!] -10:34 Jul 11
April: Luckily April didn’t mind staying late and doing that bitch Patrice’s work. Anything that got her closer to the object of her affection was a good thing. Especially since she seemed to have the invisibility curse. Maybe it was that she didn’t look as hot in skintight business suits. Or it could be because she was stupidly shy and hid in her cubicle every time she actually saw him coming down the hall. Whatever! April resumed typing away at the computer, seated at Patrice’s desk. The offices already had the lights out and she was working just with the desk lamp. -10:37 Jul 11 April
Matt: Porn on his phone with his feet on the desk with his eyes closed as his secretary did the paperwork he asked her to stay late for. That slut was begging for it, those shirt skirts and tight pants. Low cut tops and those smokey eyes… his pants tightened just thinking about. So he had finally told her to stay late was was now going to make that slut’s year. Standing slowly he unplugged his hands free instantly pausing the video. He turned off his office light before undoing his belt and taking off his pants and kicking them away and opening the door. Target sighted. -10:44 Jul 11 Matt
April: Type, type, type. Her words per minute were pretty impressive. But that was pretty much all she did six days a week. Typing at her desk, logging in a million different things, most of which in a legalese that she didn’t even understand. She was already five hours over-due for going home. April’s fingers paused over her keyboard as she tilted her head, trying to recall if the Boss even left for home yet himself. She liked to pay attention, but there WAS that thirty minute break she took to grab some dinner. So her breath stopped when she realized his office door had opened and he was actually THERE. Sloooowly she resumed typing! Maybe he’d notice her? He probably wouldn’t. Craaaap, if she ran and hid now she’d look like a total crazy person. -10:50 Jul 11 April
Matt: "You usually turn to look at me when I come out." he said stepping up behind her and placing a hand on her shoulder, staring at the screen in front of her. His hand squeezed her shoulder before he pulled on her shirt. "You changed? Pity…" next moment he grabbed her hair and pulled her back kicking her chair our from under her and with his other hand gripping her arm he shoved her against the wall and pressed himself against her back. "I was looking forward to ripping those buttons." -11:01 Jul 11 Matt
April: April was trying to think of something clever and witty to say that didn’t make her stutter or sound stupid. But that ended up being a startled shriek of pain when her hair was pulled and she wound up against the wall. Instinctual reflex had her squirming to try and get away. To flee back to her own safe little cubicle. He thought she was Patrice! Was he banging Patrice? That lucky bitch! "I’m not…!" She couldn’t even finish that sentence. His cologne smelled soooo so good. Whyyyyy was he so sexy? -11:10 Jul 11 April
Matt: He leaned in close, her arm pinned behind her back to smell the back of your neck. "I’ve seen the way you look at me, slut." she hissed before pulling her from the wall and reaching around to grab her crotch, squeezing it. "Don’t pretend you don’t want this." pushing her beck towards the desk be squeezed her shoulder to push her forwards as he started pulling off his tie. -11:14 Jul 11 Matt
April: Wait, he did? Did he actually mean HER? Had he really noticed? April whimpered in a moment of cowardly embarrassment. If he knew the whole time, how MORTIFYING! Yet thoughts of her shame were pushed out pretty quick when her insides clenched and her groped at her. A gasp of surprise slipped out as she nearly stumbled on top of the desk. Now she was completely confused, was he trying to bang Patrice or her?! "I don’t-" know what HE wanted was what she was going to say, but it was pretty obvious by now. April struggled to turn around so she could at least see his expression, but her knees we all wobbly. This was so so hot, if she said something would he stop? -11:27 Jul 11 April
[(Timeout) Matt was sacrificed to the roleplay gods by a tribe of wild newbies.] -11:54 Jul 11
[Matt ] -12:22 Jul 12
Matt: He grabbed her other twist, looking his tie around it and pulling it tight before he wound it around her other wrist, tying them together. The he dropped his underpants picking then up with his foot and then leaning down stuffed them into her mouth and with an elbow holding her down reached for Patricia’s sellotape to wind it around her head, holding the gag in place. "There, not you don’t have to know anything, whore." -12:26 Jul 12 Matt
Matt: He grabbed her other twist, looking his tie around it and pulling it tight before he wound it around her other wrist, tying them together. The ge dropped his underpants picking then up with his foot and then leaning down stuffed them into her mouth and with an elbow holding her down reached for Patricia’s sellotape to wind it around her head, holding the gag in place. "There, not you don’t have to know anything, whore." -12:27 Jul 12 Matt
April: More muffled shrieking followed. He was going to molest her! Patricia. Her! Not that it mattered, she had his underwear in her mouth and his tie wound so tightly around her wrists she could feel her fingers tingling. Really, everything was tingling. She was getting molested by her sexy boss pinning her to a desk in nothing but his shirt. April had to squeeze her legs together as she shifted and squirmed uncomfortably, probably for different reasons than he was thinking. -12:35 Jul 12 April
Matt: He grabbed her hair again, pulling it out of it’s mussed ponytail and yanking it hard. Now he had her all to himself and she wasn’t even struggling that much. He had wondered if there was going to be kicking and screaming but apparently not… Reaching down he squeezed her buttocks, pinching it before grabbing her panties under her skirt and pulled it down. "Let’s get this over with, shall we?" -12:51 Jul 12 Matt
April: Over with? They were just getting started! Gods she loved having her hair pulled – no one ever did that! April squealed out a complaint and hopped it sounded scared enough. That was so hard to do when she wanted to beg him for it. But he seemed to like this, forcing her (or Patrica, that lucky bitch) against her will. April put up a harder fight, trying to squirm her way out of his grasp and scream against her gag. Maybe he would like it rough too! So she tried stomping on his foot! -12:59 Jul 12 April
Matt: "Ahh! You bitch!" he moved his foot away and grabbed her shoulder to flip her over, knocking the desk lamp to the floor as he did so. Then there was a full open mouth slap across her face. "Take it like the whore bitch you are." he reached for the tape again grabbing one of her ankles and bending her leg to tape it to her thigh, then he started repeating the process with the other leg. "If you think I won’t fuck a corpse you have another thing coming." Legs secured he reached over to grab her shirt and pulled, buttons flying everywhere. -01:15 Jul 12 Matt
April: Holy shit! He next muffled scream wasn’t a fake one. April was a little freaked out, he was serious, rapey serious. And she was a total freak for finding it so hot. It was wrong, and bad, and so hot. The tape was surprisingly strong as she strained against it, but she wasn’t exactly putting full force of pressure on it either. Without the lamp, there was only faint light from her computer screen to see with, and it was barely casting more than shadows over his face. He wasn’t going to get all the fun, though, and she tried to squirm her way off the desk! -01:24 Jul 12 April