He enjoyed talking about his job that I knew nothing about, BDSM, D/s….zip, zilch zero, no true real life BDSM experience at work. He was an aquaintance near the smaller office where the other gentleman worked. He was extremely moody, possibly because of a lack of rest and unlimited overtime oppirtunities he couldn’t turn down. He could switch up on a dime and become very dominant and aggressive. I overheard his friend jokingly remark one day that he would make a great off duty dom. He didn’t notice me eavesdropping on them while they spoke to each other off in the distance.
I continued to shoot them strange looks that could cut like a scalpel. I struggled to not insult them, so I didn’t speak up to disturb their conversation and I went on my way.
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A few days later he showed up at my place on my day off, right before the holiday weekend. I let him in and he looked right into my eyes and said “Where’s the other bedroom”? I immediately thought was going to get some money out of one of the other locations, typical man. He had a big bag with him, like a beach bag, I don’t know what was inside of it. I tried to make out the shape of some hypothetical contents without coming off as too suspicious of his behavior.
When we arrived to the spare room he ordered me to strip….very odd and kinky. He told me he was going to show me just how dominant he was and was going to spank me with his work belt and he doesn’t leave marks.
