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         Kim was a senior vice-president of a stock brokerage firm in

         New York City.  She had attained such a high position in part by

         playing the part of the consummate, castrating bitch.  No one in

         the office had been able to successfully challenge her.  One thing

         was certain, she did NOT get where she was by sleeping her way to

         the top.  She was determined to make herself successful by using

         her brains, not her body, although her body WAS gorgeous.  She was

         envied by every woman in the office and was the unsuccessful lust

         object of virtually every man in the office.  

         

              She usually dressed very conservatively, wanting to make the

         point that, although she had numerous assets, they were not to be

         considered in the business world.  Her assets were, however,

         difficult to ignore.  She was medium build, about 5'5", 120 lbs,

         about 35-22-35, with legs far longer than anyone deserved--and

         magnificently tapered to small ankles which were usually atop at

         least 3" heels.  When she walked, her long, blond hair swished

         side-to-side to match her hips.  Her breasts were large and well

         formed.  Although they were large, they did not dangle downward. 

         They pointed almost straight out from her body with only the

         slightest downward direction.  Her areolae were silver-dollar

         sized, and her nipples were large to match.  The nipples and areola

         had an accentuated contour of their own, and gently rounded out

         away from the rest of the gentle curve of her breasts.  She was

         VERY PROUD of her magnificent breasts.  She considered these the

         best of a number of her tremendous assets.  She ALWAYS wore a bra!! 

              

              However, Kim was bored.  She longed for a secret change in her

         life.  She was tired of being the bossy bitch, but wanted to remain

         in control of her business life.  Her solution was to advertise in

         the Village Voice for a "master" to take control of her personal

         life, but not her professional life.  She wanted to be secretly

         dominated, but under her conditions, of course.  

         

              About a week after placing the ad, she received a call at the

         office from a man who called himself "WHIP."  She reluctantly took

         the call, to find that he was answering her ad.  She was excited,

         but concerned about how he could call her at work when her ad only

         listed her home number.  

         

              "Don't concern yourself with trivia!  If you want to do my 

         bidding, you do not question my methods!  It should prove to you

         that I know who you are, and have means at my disposal to observe

         you at all times.  From now on, it is not your role to question,

         merely to obey!  You will receive a package today at the office. 

         While still in your office, you are to remove all your clothing

         including your pantyhose and underwear, and put on what is in the

         package.  You may then put back on the beige heels you now wear,

         but nothing else!  NO BRA, NO PANTYHOSE, NO PANTIES--NOTHING!! 

         Inside the box will also be a set of instructions as to what you

         are to do next.  Do EXACTLY what the instructions say.  I will be

         observing you.  If you do not follow the instructions, you will

         never hear from me again!"  He hung up. 

         

              Kim was both angered and excited.  She realized that her

         panties were soaked before the conversation ended.  It was about

         10:30 a.m.  She waited expectantly.  

         

              The box arrived shortly before 11:00.  Kim accepted the box

         amid the questioning glances of her co-workers, went into her

         office, and shut the door and blinds covering the windows which

         looked out into the general office area.  Inside the box was a

         simple beige dress.  It was made totally of chiffon.  The top was

         a halter style, the waist was tight-fitting, and the bottom was

         full and flowing--and it was short--VERY SHORT!!  Kim had never

         worn anything like this before--certainly not to work!  

         

              She locked the door and removed her clothing and underwear. 

         The dress matched her 3" heels perfectly, and fitted literally like

         a glove.  The hem came to mid-thigh.  It was long enough to cover

         her ass and pussy, but not by much.  The halter top buttoned in the

         back of her neck, and the dress buttoned all the way from between

         the twin pieces of layered chiffon which barely covered her

         breasts, to the bottom of the skirt in front.  Kim thought this

         odd, but the dress was gorgeous, and looked like a million dollars

         on her.  

         

              She looked like a billion dollars in it!!  There were enough

         layers of chiffon on the top that she was covered, almost.  The

         halter sides did not quite cover the curves of her breasts, and

         there was a hint of darkness showing through where her nipples

         hugged the material.  The dress dipped to the waist in back.  The

         bottom was similarly layered so that the outline of her hips was

         visible, but just barely.  The 3" heels added a tapering length to

         her legs that would give the impression graceful curves that ended

         with the promise of ecstasy barely concealed by not quite enough

         layers of chiffon.  

         

              Because her pussy was covered with truly blond hair, there was

         no true giveaway that she was wearing nothing underneath--so long

         as she didn't twirl or move fast or didn't stand in front of a

         window!  Kim knew that she could only wear this dress in carefully

         selected, private, concealed locations.  She could never let anyone

         she worked with see her like this!  She started to remove the

         dress, but remembered to look for the sheet of instructions.  She

         found an envelope marked "Kim."  The instructions read:

         

              "You have elected to do my bidding.  What you will do, you

         will do because I decide it.  It is involuntary on your part.  You

         have no choice but to obey!  You are to wear this dress in the

         office until 12:00 noon.  You will carry on all your normal

         activities until then.  You will not do anything to hide your body. 

         Your hands will remain at your sides when you walk.  You will not

         cover your breasts or pussy at any time.  When you sit, you will

         pull the skirt up in back so that your bare bottom will sit on the

         chair.  You will let the skirt ride up to where ever it may when

         you sit.  At 12:00 you will leave the office.  As you go out, you

         will carry only your beige purse, and will leave by the path that

         takes you along the large windows which look out onto 6th avenue. 

         You will walk slowly, allowing everyone ample opportunity to admire

         your charms.  As you leave the building, you will take a cab to the

         Metropolitan Museum of Art.  You will go directly to the Havermeyer

         Collection and rent a walking audio tour tape of the collection. 

         You will view the collection and await further instructions. 

         Remember--as you leave, you never do anything to hide your charms. 

         If the wind blows, you let your skirt do what it will.  You do not

         avoid backlighting.  As you sit, you must hike up your skirt and

         sit directly on the seat.  You may place your legs together as you

         sit, but you never cross them."  

         

              Kim stood dumbfounded!  This was not what she had bargained

         for!  She was horrified at the humiliation she would feel by

         wearing the dress and parading around the office as she was

         commanded--much less to go outside on the street--and not be

         allowed to cover herself!  But more than anything, she was just as

         determined that no man would get the best of her.  She would show

         him!  She was also secretly determined to fulfill her fantasy.  She

         packed her work clothes and underwear in the box and stashed it in

         her closet.  She resumed her work.  

         

              Occasionally workers would knock at her door.  On entering,

         they would be startled and stare momentarily, catch themselves, and

         stammer on about whatever it was they originally wanted--if they

         could remember.  Kim was both humiliated and excited.  She soon

         realized that her ability to remain seated most of the hour was of

         little comfort, because her desk top was glass.   She soon found it

         uncomfortable to constantly hold her knees together, and she

         frequently found the entering workers staring through the glass at

         her slightly parted thighs.  Sitting as she was, her skirt was

         riding high on her creamy thighs, and barely covered her pussy when

         seated.  She also realized that it was 12:00 noon and she would

         have to stand and walk out of the office in front of a series of

         large windows and a staring office full of workers.  As she got up,

         she realized the seat was wet.  She was thankful that she wasn't

         sitting on her skirt.  

         

              Kim picked up her purse and left her office, locking the door

         behind her.  She nervously strolled across the office to the

         windows, turned, and walked slowly down the long rows of desks to

         the elevators.  She realized that the chiffon halter top did

         nothing to stop the lewd juggling and swaying of her magnificent

         breasts as she swayed from side to side in her long strides. 

         Likewise, the chiffon skirt swished from side to side, flipping up

         on the sides of her hips as they swayed.  She did not look at the

         office workers, but was aware of a hush that came over the floor. 

         She could feel the stares as the backlight from the windows showed

         her curves plainly under the chiffon top and skirt.  She was

         thankful she was a natural blonde!  



                                                   Continued in Part II




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