Pegging For Promotion

By Pegasis

Anthony Copper gets the perfect chance to impress the big boss, Christina Black. He drives to her house to deliver some documents, and she asks him to stay to talk about his promotion chances.

She offers him a stark choice, prove his loyalty and show he can take risks, and then promotion could be his. He agrees to the test, assuming it to be a difficult project or work task, but he is wrong.

She leads him into her special mirror room and hands him a smooth sex toy she wishes to use on him. He takes the plunge, enjoying it more than he expects, but the session takes an sudden turn.
Shocked by his actions and he vows never to see her again, but after a few days he is back for more, as the delicious memories haunt his thoughts.

Each following session delightfully degrades him to a different level, as she inflicts her 50 Grades of Shame on him.
How can he last the distance as he sinks into total submission?

This story contains many scenes of strapon sex, female to male, pegging. Bondage. Humiliation. Psychological mind games.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pegasis
• Release date: Mar 28, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301302192

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Pegging For Promotion: 50 Grades of Shame

By Pegasis

Copyright 2013 By Pegasis

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Pegging For Promotion

I had gone to work as normal at the office. The company sold insurance and I worked in the I.T department. I had just logged on when my boss summoned me into a private room and handed me a pile of documents and an address.

Miss Black wants these documents. She is working from home today. Can you take them around to her? She might want to talk through them as well, give you a chance to get to know her better, he said.

Miss Christina Black was my manager’s, boss, our department director. I had just applied for a job as a manager and would report directly to her if I got it. The chance to go around to her house and talk with her was a lucky break. I would have the opportunity to put forward my ideas and impress her with my business knowledge.

Of course, I answered, snapping at the chance.

I grabbed the files and address, and packed my things away and drove over to her house. On the way, I kept repeating to myself over and over again my business plans and my ideas for transforming the processes.

I pulled onto the drive of her posh four bedroom house and gravel drive. Her black Porsche sat gleaming on the driveway; my battered old Ford looked out of place in this neighbourhood. I picked up the stuff, and went and knocked on the door.

Miss Black, dressed in her office clothes, opened the door. She wore a beige silk top, opened one button too far revealing her large braless cleavage. Her tight pencil skirt hugged her curvy hips and high heel black shoes over tights. Her long black hair flowed down onto her shoulders. She never wore it down in the office.

She was very young for someone in her senior position in the company, about 35 years old. She carried that air of authority that came with being a boss, but her youthful looks stirred different thoughts in my head.

Your documents, I said.

She smiled. Come in. It's Anthony isn’t it, Anthony Copper?

Yes, it is, I replied and walked in.

You just applied for a new job haven’t you?

Yes. I nodded again pleased she knew who I was, and hopeful I would get my chance to impress her.

Good, we have plenty to discuss then, she added, and showed me through to a huge lounge with a big screen TV on the centre wall and three black leather sofas forming an enclosure around it. I noticed all the curtains were still closed and on the sideboard a bottle of red wine had been opened and a full glass poured. She swiped up her glass. Have a drink with me.

I didn’t feel I could say no and agreed. She poured me a drink and showed me to the sofa. I sat down and she sat next to me leaning back into the sides to face me.

I like to meet people informally as part of the recruitment process. I would like us to get to know each other so I can explain what I need from my direct reports.

I nodded. My chance to impress had arrived.

Let me tell you what I want from a subordinate. I want them to be loyal. I want them to do whatever I ask without question no matter what. I need to know they will take risks and be confident in themselves. Can you be that person? she asked, and then took a mouthful of wine, with her red lipstick staining the rim of the glass.

I can do all of that given a chance, I replied hastily.

Prove it, she said.

I looked around the room trying to think of something work related I could do. A project I could lead or strategy I could implement. After a few moments of silence, she intervened.

"I know a way you can prove it to me. Are you willing to try it? Can you be that