The Work Friend (Part 1)
The Work Friend (Part 1)
This is a real life experience, with some adaptations for the storyline. However, most of this is exactly as it happened. New parts will be added as my partner (Emily) thinks of new ways of inflicting pain on me :)
It all began with a simple statement I made to her. At the end of our shift, we were grabbing our things when I saw her put a hoodie and two coats on. They weren't that thick, but I still found it strange.
"Didn't realise we were in the arctic?" I commented to her.
She went on to explain that she gets ill very easily, and has a weak immune system, so prefers to wear extra layers as a precaution. Whilst explaining this, she was still putting things on, including gloves and a hat. It wasn't exactly cold either, while it was late Autumn, in New Zealand it doesn't get nearly as cold as the rest of the world, or at least I've found in my experience. We finished our conversation and both left work, walking in separate directions.
Over the next 2 months, she always put on a hoodie and 2 coats every time she left the store we worked at. Even on lunch breaks, where the food store was literally only 2 minutes walk away, she would put it all on.
Now I myself have a fetish for Winter Coats. I have had it since I turned a teenager nearly a decade ago, but never made it public. I kept on thinking that somehow she knew about my fetish, and was doing this deliberately. The fact that she was wearing them and that by now we were getting much more close than 'friends' supported me in thinking this even more.
The turning point came during early winter. I was already at work - my manager and I were moving the store around. But then she came in earlier than normal as well, and I noticed, very clearly, what she was wearing. It was a Canada Goose Victoria parka in white, very hard to miss. As we'd finished the stuff we'd come in to do, I left my manager to open the store and went to see Emily. By the time I came into the staffroom she was already taking off her parka, but that wasn't all. Underneath it, she had one of the thinner coats she used to wear, and a hoodie underneath that!
I went on to make another sarcastic comment - by this time we were practically dating, and had been on multiple dates already, so she was used to my comments. However this time she didn't laugh, smirk, or give a reason. She walked right up to me and said "Unless you want to be wearing all of this for the whole shift, I suggest you shut it." Shocked, I couldn't mutter a reply, let alone think of one. I knew she meant the threat as well, our manager liked her, and she was practically the assistant manager. (We hadn't had an official one since the last assistant manager left). She basically ran things in the store on a day to day basis, as our manager tended to keep to himself and sort out all the stock logging, paperwork, etc. So I knew that if I did dare to make another comment on the topic, she had all the power to make me work whilst wearing those layers. We both left the staffroom without saying another word, opened the store, and began the shift.
Around an hour later, I came up to the counter to see when I was due on break. I noticed that Emily, who sorts out the breaks, made it so that both me and her has our breaks at the same time. Odd, I thought, she usually likes to have her break on her own in peace. Slightly worried, I continued working and anxiously awaited my break.
When it came, I sat down, drank some water and went on my phone. She marched in through the door and shut it rather loudly. She then walked up to me and grabbed my phone out of my hands, putting it in her pocket. I stood up to protest and to get my phone back from her, however she gave me that look. A strong, penetrating glare that showed me she meant business. I knew exactly what she meant by it, seeing the pile of 2 coats and a hoodie on the other side of the room. I sat down slowly, while she remained standing over me.
"Here's what's gonna happen baby - we both like each other and I want a relationship. However you will have to obey me, and suffer whatever I decide to inflict on you. I know that if I look on your phone I will find your 'secret' fetish."
"Look, I..."
"Stop talking. It's rude to interrupt me whilst I am talking to you. What we are now going to do is get in my car, without mentioning a word. You will be silent for the whole duration of our short trip, or I will follow through with the threat I made to you earlier."
I nodded, which meant that yes, I wanted a relationship, but I also submitted to her command, which wasn't something I was that eager to do.
We got in her car, and she started to drive further towards the city centre. To make a point, she turned the car air con to the lowest temperature. Emily clearly noticed me being freezing, just in trousers and a T Shirt, however she was perfectly fine, wearing her parka.
Emily parked up after around 5 minutes of driving and walked down the street into a store. I didn't live that close to where we worked, so was unfamiliar with the area. I didn't even have my phone to find where we were on Google maps or something.
After a short time, I spotted her walking down the pavement towards the car, carrying 2 bags full of stuff. She put them in the backseat, and when I saw what they were my heart froze. The bags were packed full of Bondage gear - some restraints, collars, an assortment of gags, and an extremely large box of something, what it was I had no idea.
"You're going to have a fun day today, I promise!" she told me.
"But I have to work - we have stuff to do!"
"No, you don't. I've made sure there are enough people in today to get the jobs done. I've also told everyone that I'll be late back from break, as I'm taking you home. You've fallen 'ill'."
By this time I was getting worried. Sure, I was fine with doing whatever she said. But I didn't exactly want to be restrained and gagged whilst wearing whatever she has planned for me.
We arrived back at work, and she parked up in a space out of the way. She then ordered me to stay put like a good boy - something she knew would annoy me, I hated being called that. Emily quickly went back into the store to get her remaining thinner coat and hoodie. She then gestured for me to come out of the car. I obliged.
"Here's what's gonna happen - I am going to dress you exactly as I was dressed this morning; hoodie, coat, and the thick parka. I am then going to put these cuffs on your ankles and wrists, and gag you. Then, I'll put you in the backseat of my car, put your seatbelt on, and leave you there until the end of my shift."
"But that's 5 hours away!"
"Correct. And if you want those 5 hours to be somewhat more comfortable for you, I suggest you quit protesting now."
I obliged, and turned around, letting her dress me. The hoodie went on, followed by the thinner coat, which she zipped up. Then came the parka. As Emily was slightly smaller than me, the parka was a few sizes too small, so it was an extremely tight and constricting fit. She then went on to zip it up all the way. After this, I was made to sit down in the backseat of her car, where she went on to cuff my wrists with leather restraints, followed by my ankles. She then padlocked these, ensuring I had no chance of removing them. The seatbelt was then pulled over me, and secured.
"Now I won't gag you out of trust that you want me. Also, as you have 5 hours to sit here, I will leave the hood on the parka down. Don't you dare try and escape, or ruin my parka or there will be hell to pay. I'll check in on you every hour or so. Have fun!"
Emily smirked as she closed the door, leaving the window slightly down whilst she walked back into the store.
-aj.
Part 2
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This is a real life experience, with some adaptations for the storyline. However, most of this is exactly as it happened. New parts will be added as my partner (Emily) thinks of new ways of inflicting pain on me :)
It all began with a simple statement I made to her. At the end of our shift, we were grabbing our things when I saw her put a hoodie and two coats on. They weren't that thick, but I still found it strange.
"Didn't realise we were in the arctic?" I commented to her.
She went on to explain that she gets ill very easily, and has a weak immune system, so prefers to wear extra layers as a precaution. Whilst explaining this, she was still putting things on, including gloves and a hat. It wasn't exactly cold either, while it was late Autumn, in New Zealand it doesn't get nearly as cold as the rest of the world, or at least I've found in my experience. We finished our conversation and both left work, walking in separate directions.
Over the next 2 months, she always put on a hoodie and 2 coats every time she left the store we worked at. Even on lunch breaks, where the food store was literally only 2 minutes walk away, she would put it all on.
Now I myself have a fetish for Winter Coats. I have had it since I turned a teenager nearly a decade ago, but never made it public. I kept on thinking that somehow she knew about my fetish, and was doing this deliberately. The fact that she was wearing them and that by now we were getting much more close than 'friends' supported me in thinking this even more.
The turning point came during early winter. I was already at work - my manager and I were moving the store around. But then she came in earlier than normal as well, and I noticed, very clearly, what she was wearing. It was a Canada Goose Victoria parka in white, very hard to miss. As we'd finished the stuff we'd come in to do, I left my manager to open the store and went to see Emily. By the time I came into the staffroom she was already taking off her parka, but that wasn't all. Underneath it, she had one of the thinner coats she used to wear, and a hoodie underneath that!
I went on to make another sarcastic comment - by this time we were practically dating, and had been on multiple dates already, so she was used to my comments. However this time she didn't laugh, smirk, or give a reason. She walked right up to me and said "Unless you want to be wearing all of this for the whole shift, I suggest you shut it." Shocked, I couldn't mutter a reply, let alone think of one. I knew she meant the threat as well, our manager liked her, and she was practically the assistant manager. (We hadn't had an official one since the last assistant manager left). She basically ran things in the store on a day to day basis, as our manager tended to keep to himself and sort out all the stock logging, paperwork, etc. So I knew that if I did dare to make another comment on the topic, she had all the power to make me work whilst wearing those layers. We both left the staffroom without saying another word, opened the store, and began the shift.
Around an hour later, I came up to the counter to see when I was due on break. I noticed that Emily, who sorts out the breaks, made it so that both me and her has our breaks at the same time. Odd, I thought, she usually likes to have her break on her own in peace. Slightly worried, I continued working and anxiously awaited my break.
When it came, I sat down, drank some water and went on my phone. She marched in through the door and shut it rather loudly. She then walked up to me and grabbed my phone out of my hands, putting it in her pocket. I stood up to protest and to get my phone back from her, however she gave me that look. A strong, penetrating glare that showed me she meant business. I knew exactly what she meant by it, seeing the pile of 2 coats and a hoodie on the other side of the room. I sat down slowly, while she remained standing over me.
"Here's what's gonna happen baby - we both like each other and I want a relationship. However you will have to obey me, and suffer whatever I decide to inflict on you. I know that if I look on your phone I will find your 'secret' fetish."
"Look, I..."
"Stop talking. It's rude to interrupt me whilst I am talking to you. What we are now going to do is get in my car, without mentioning a word. You will be silent for the whole duration of our short trip, or I will follow through with the threat I made to you earlier."
I nodded, which meant that yes, I wanted a relationship, but I also submitted to her command, which wasn't something I was that eager to do.
We got in her car, and she started to drive further towards the city centre. To make a point, she turned the car air con to the lowest temperature. Emily clearly noticed me being freezing, just in trousers and a T Shirt, however she was perfectly fine, wearing her parka.
Emily parked up after around 5 minutes of driving and walked down the street into a store. I didn't live that close to where we worked, so was unfamiliar with the area. I didn't even have my phone to find where we were on Google maps or something.
After a short time, I spotted her walking down the pavement towards the car, carrying 2 bags full of stuff. She put them in the backseat, and when I saw what they were my heart froze. The bags were packed full of Bondage gear - some restraints, collars, an assortment of gags, and an extremely large box of something, what it was I had no idea.
"You're going to have a fun day today, I promise!" she told me.
"But I have to work - we have stuff to do!"
"No, you don't. I've made sure there are enough people in today to get the jobs done. I've also told everyone that I'll be late back from break, as I'm taking you home. You've fallen 'ill'."
By this time I was getting worried. Sure, I was fine with doing whatever she said. But I didn't exactly want to be restrained and gagged whilst wearing whatever she has planned for me.
We arrived back at work, and she parked up in a space out of the way. She then ordered me to stay put like a good boy - something she knew would annoy me, I hated being called that. Emily quickly went back into the store to get her remaining thinner coat and hoodie. She then gestured for me to come out of the car. I obliged.
"Here's what's gonna happen - I am going to dress you exactly as I was dressed this morning; hoodie, coat, and the thick parka. I am then going to put these cuffs on your ankles and wrists, and gag you. Then, I'll put you in the backseat of my car, put your seatbelt on, and leave you there until the end of my shift."
"But that's 5 hours away!"
"Correct. And if you want those 5 hours to be somewhat more comfortable for you, I suggest you quit protesting now."
I obliged, and turned around, letting her dress me. The hoodie went on, followed by the thinner coat, which she zipped up. Then came the parka. As Emily was slightly smaller than me, the parka was a few sizes too small, so it was an extremely tight and constricting fit. She then went on to zip it up all the way. After this, I was made to sit down in the backseat of her car, where she went on to cuff my wrists with leather restraints, followed by my ankles. She then padlocked these, ensuring I had no chance of removing them. The seatbelt was then pulled over me, and secured.
"Now I won't gag you out of trust that you want me. Also, as you have 5 hours to sit here, I will leave the hood on the parka down. Don't you dare try and escape, or ruin my parka or there will be hell to pay. I'll check in on you every hour or so. Have fun!"
Emily smirked as she closed the door, leaving the window slightly down whilst she walked back into the store.
-aj.
Part 2
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