Sneaking out from the company drinking party with my boss to his room. Drunk and bolder than usual, I obey his command to take off my underwear, instantly igniting my masochistic tendencies. My wrists are bound, and I'm blindfolded, at his mercy. I've never realized I was a masochist before. However, the pain I receive from him is sweetly penetrating, pushing me into the abyss. I want to be messed up even more. Please give me orders. Whatever they may be. If it pleases you…
