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Bound Girdled And Gagged: Caught Snooping

Sahrye, the ambitious assistant manager of Bound Girdled And Gagged, was caught red-handed snooping through the CEO's secret files. Her heart raced as she realized the consequences of her actions. She knew she had to act fast to save herself from the wrath of her boss.

Quickly, Sahrye grabbed a roll of duct tape from the supply closet and began to bind her own wrists tightly together behind her back. Then, she wrapped more tape around her mouth, sealing it shut with a soft gag that muffled her whimpers.

With her hands now bound securely behind her, Sahrye stumbled towards the door, hoping to make a break for it before anyone could stop her. But as she turned the knob and pushed against the heavy door, it swung open, revealing the imposing figure of her boss.

"Well, well, well," he said, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "It seems we have a trespasser on our hands."

Sahrye trembled beneath his gaze, her body shaking with fear and anticipation. She could feel his eyes tracing over her figure, taking in the tight pencil skirt that hugged her curves, the black bra that barely contained her heaving chest, and the long-leg panty girdle that encased her legs like a second skin.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" he demanded, his deep voice echoing through the room. Sahrye shook her head slowly, her eyes wide with terror as she struggled to speak around the gag.

"I see," he said, nodding thoughtfully. "Well then, perhaps a little punishment is in order."

And with that, he grabbed Sahrye by the arm and dragged her towards the center of the room. There, he pushed her to her knees and pulled out a long, black feather duster. Sahrye's heart sank as she realized what was about to happen—she was going to be cleaned like a dirty floor.

With a cruel laugh, her boss began to clean Sahrye's body, paying special attention to her bound wrists and ankles. He ran the duster over her skin, teasing and taunting her as he went. Sahrye whimpered and squirmed beneath his touch, her bound form trembling with each pass of the feather duster.

As he worked, Sahrye couldn't help but wonder what kind of person she had become. Here she was, bound, gagged, and on her knees, waiting for her boss to finish cleaning her. She felt a strange mix of shame and arousal coursing through her body, making her heart race and her pulse throb.

When he finally finished, her boss stepped back to admire his handiwork. Sahrye was left kneeling there, bound and gagged, a stark contrast to the once-proud assistant manager she once was. But as she looked up at him, there was something else in her eyes—a spark of defiance, a hint of submission.

"Well, Sahrye," he said, his voice softening just a bit. "I think it's time we had a little talk about your future here at Bound Girdled And Gagged."

And with that, he began to unbind her, slowly and methodically, savoring every moment of power and control. Sahrye trembled beneath his touch, her body aching for more as she awaited his next move.

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