Secretary Chairtied and Tapegagged

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As Ama sat in the break room, tightly bound to her chair with her own panties firmly taped in her mouth, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, she was exposed and humiliated, vulnerable to the whims of her boss. On the other hand, she was determined to do whatever it took to get the promotion she so desperately wanted.

She thought back to the countless hours she had spent preparing for this meeting, researching the company and rehearsing her presentation. She had even dressed to impress, wearing her sexiest satin office wear and a special perfume that was sure to make a lasting impression. After all, she was not above fucking her way to the top.

She never expected things to take a turn like this, though. Her boss it seemed was a little kinky, and had some other ideas. As she sat there immobilized on the chair, she couldn't help but wonder what other surprises he had in store for her.

Despite her initial shock and current discomfort, Ama was detemined. She was willing to endure this humiliation, and whatever else her boss had planned, if it meant getting a raise and that corner office.

As the afternoon ticked by, Ama squirmed and moaned quietly through her gag, grinding against the tight bondage and especially the crotchrope. It rubbed across the gusset of her nylons just right. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. Her was mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. She could hear the sound of her boss moving around the office, occasionally stopping by to admire her, grope her, or make a comment about her helpless appearance.

She could not free herself from the ropes, no matter how hard she struggled. Was she actually making them tighter around herself? She felt a sense of frustration, but she refused to give up. She was determined to get through this, no matter what.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, her boss returned to the break room. He smiled at her, admiring her sexy predicament.

"Well, Ama, you look lovely," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think you'll make a great addition to our team. But first, we need to discuss the terms of your promotion."

Ama's eyes widened as he began to explain the details of the promotion, including a significant raise and a front facing parking spot. She felt a sense of excitement and relief, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of unease as she realized the true cost of her promotion. Yes.. There was another really sturdy wooden chair in the new office, and Ama knew all too well she would be having more afternoons like this one.

But for now, she was willing to put aside her doubts and focus on the prize. She was committed to make the most of this opportunity, no matter what it she had to do to get it.

With a smile, her boss reached out and untied her wrists, freeing her from her restraints. Once free, she carfully pulled the tape off from around her face, trying her best not to pull out her hair. Then she stood up, smoothing out her clothes and adjusting her blouse. A little touch up makeup and she would be good as new.

"Thank you, Sir," she said, her voice gushing with gratitude. "I promise won't let you down, Sir."

Her boss smiled, enjoying her enthusiasm and her use of the word 'Sir'. "I'm counting on you, Ama," he said. "Now, let's get back to work. We have a lot to get done." As he continued to talk, Ama couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. She knew that she had made a deal with the devil himself, and she knew this was only the first time of many.. that he would make her endure such a humiliation.