 Susan hummed a merry tune to herself as she finished up the latest financial reports.
 The past couple of years had been quite eventful, but she certainly had gotten ahead in life during them: she finished college, got an apartment of her own and recently managed to secure a promising job as secretary and personal assistant to Daniella White, the Chief Commercial Officer of a big trading company.
 She’d only started a few months ago, but Susan’s hard-working nature, eagerness to please and go that extra mile had certainly not gone unnoticed.
 “Good morning, miss White!” The doe greeted her employer as she entered her office. “I just wrapped up last week’s report.”
 The chestnut-furred horse brushed her blonde mane out of her eyes and replied with a warm smile. “Ah, good work Susan, and a good morning to you too! Tell me, how was your weekend?”
 “Oh, nothing special. I just relaxed for a bit” the secretary answered.

 That was only a half-truth: Susan’s Saturday evening had been a lot naughtier than she let on.
 Ever since a mysterious cat-woman broke into her old apartment, tied her up and left her with a few kinky toys for company (until her roommate Jude showed up to rescue her), the doe had gotten an avid interest in BDSM.
 She frequently looked things up on the internet and, like the past weekend, would occasional dabble in some simple self-bondage.
 This was a secret she kept only to herself, though she often wished she’d meet someone else to share this fetish with. Tying up yourself just wasn’t  as much fun to her as the real deal was.
 Little did the little doe know how lucky she was going to be…

 “By the way, there was a memo for you, miss White.” Susan brought the conversation back to the business at hand. “Apparently, the CEO wants to discuss a few things before the upcoming board meeting.”
 “Does he now?” Daniella let out a sigh of annoyance as she shifted through a messy pile of papers on her desk. “Susan, could you please clean up my desk and sort those documents while I’m away? I’m sure I won’t be long.”
 “Certainly, miss White. Good luck!” Susan politely held the office door open for the equine businesswoman and then immediately turned towards the messy desk in question.
 As the doe stacked the disorganised papers, she noticed that Daniella had left her computer switched on and was still logged into her email account.
 Most of the messages were just from the company itself, but one particular sender caught the secretary’s eye.
 New submissive application from a website called dannitrix.com.
 Her interest was sparked. That definitely didn’t sound like anything from the company to her.
 Curiosity got the better of her as she grabbed the mouse and hovered it over the suspicious email, her heart beating in her throat and her thoughts racing through her mind as she hesitated to open it. “Should I? I could lose my job if miss White caught me snooping through her PC. It’s… probably a perfectly innocent message and I’ve just got a dirty mind… But still, it does sound decidedly kinky… Oh, to hell with it, here I go!” She took a deep breath and opened the email.

 “What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” The sudden shout from her superior made Susan jump two feet into the air. “Miss White! I-I’m so sorry, I saw this suspicious email and… I thought… I…”
 Her words dried up as she noticed the actual contents of the email.
 Underneath all the text was a photograph of Daniella in a tight black shirt, holding a riding crop in one hand and a red ball gag in the other. The overall layout was unmistakably one of a bondage website.
 Susan stammered as she looked from the picture on the computer to the stern face of her boss in front of her and back again.

 “I see you’ve discovered my pet project. Why yes, I moonlight as a dominatrix for my own pleasure and profit. What of it? That still doesn’t excuse you snooping through my emails.”
 The doe couldn’t believe her ears. Everything felt so surreal, like she was merely dreaming and would simply wake up in a few moments.
 “Does anybody else know of this?” Susan’s question sounded meek and nervous.
 “Not in the company, no. And I intend to keep it that way. Unless you insist on making it public. Is that what you’re planning to do, Susan? Blackmail me?” Daniella planted her palms on her desk and loomed over her assistant as she made her accusations.
 Said assistant nervously shrunk back into the leather office chair.

“N-no!” Susan exclaimed. “It’s nothing like that! It’s just that… well, y-you see…I kinda want…”
 She tried to swallow the lump in her throat and took a deep breath. “Can I be your bondage sub sometime?”
 Daniella instantly relaxed as her stern expression melted back into a warm smile.  “Oh, but Susan, why didn’t you say sooner? My, if I had known I had such as naughty secretary.”
 She sat down on the desk and put a hand on her assistant’s shoulder, who at this point was quivering with nerves and on the edge of tears. “Susan, I’m dreadfully sorry for yelling at you. Tell you what, let me get a nice cup of tea to help us calm down.”
 As the businesswoman walked off to get the promised tea, Susan looked up to her employer with a teary-eyed smile. “So to bigshot hadn’t anything important to say, then?”
 Daniella smiled back. “Indeed he hadn’t, to no-one’s surprise. Say, does next Saturday around 2 PM at my place sound like a good idea?” The doe gave a quiet nod.
 “Excellent, I’ll be looking forward to it.”


 After a short break for tea, business returned to the usual fare and stayed that way for the remainder of the week.
 Finally, Saturday afternoon  arrived.
 Susan, clad in a simple white blouse and a dark skirt nervously rang the doorbell, trembling with excitement. 
 She made a startled jump when Daniella opened the door and welcomed her in.
 It was rather odd to see her boss in casual attire for once: a black shirt that showed off a fair amount of cleavage, black boots and a simple denim skirt.
 They sat down in the living room across from each other, a tray of teacups on the table between them.
 The equine provided her companion with a small form and requested her to read it carefully and sign it as ‘written proof of consent’, which Susan eagerly did.
 “Now, let’s lay down some ground rules.” Daniella sounded as business-like as usual. “In the next few hours, you’re mine to do with what I want to, when I want to. You will follow my instructions to the letter and without question. In return, I shall… entertain you in ways you’ve never thought possible. Are we clear?”
 “Yes, miss White. Can we st-“ Susan was interrupted by her soon-to-be mistress. “Oh, just call me Daniella. After all, you won’t be able to call out any names once we’ve begun. Also, and this is important, if you are ever in serious pain or simply want to quit, you shake your head to the left three times and grunt each time you do so. That will be the signal for me to let you out, understood?”
 The doe’s heart was thumping in her throat with excitement. “Of course, Daniella. Can we start now?”
 “My, how eager you’ve always been. Very well then, follow me.” Daniella stood up and gestured towards one of the rooms in the hallway.

 Inside, it looked like a regular office, but with a wooden chair placed in the middle of the room and various coils of rope piled into the corner.
 Susan entered before her new mistress, her heart pounding like it wanted to escape from her chest. 
 “Wow, I can’t believe this is really happe- ouch!” The doe’s wonder was cut short by a sharp sting of pain in her flank. 
 She turned to see Daniella twirling a riding crop in her hands.
 Sternly, the horse walked towards the middle of the room, planting her boot on the wooden seat and patting it with her crop. “I know the first session can be rather overwhelming, Susan, but you simply have to learn to pay attention to your mistress at all times. Now, like I just said: please, sit down and cross your arms behind the chair.”
 “I’m so sorry, Daniella, I was a bit distracted. It won’t happen again!” she hurried towards the chair and sat down as instructed.
 The equine picked up a length of rope and wrapped it around her new subject’s crossed wrists and tied them off to the base of the chair.
 Next up where the upper arms. Susan let out a few excited gasps as her captor yanked the ropes pinning her arms against the back of the chair extra tight.

 Susan’s breaths were deep and shivered with excitement as her new mistress walked back into her few and squatted before her.
 “Enjoying yourself so far?” She smirked as she began tying her willing victim’s slender legs to the legs of the chair, spreading them apart.
“Yes, miss Wh- I mean, Daniella.” The thrill of the doe’s predicament nearly made her trip over her own tongue. “Wait, where are you going?” 
 “Just getting some more equipment, honey.” The dominatrix opened a drawer of the nearby desk and pulled out a ballgag with a harness attached to it, walked back towards her captive and held it in front of her face. “Say aaahhh!”
 “Aaaahhhmmmph!” The submissive doe moaned in surprise as her domme pushed the large red rubber ball into her mouth, buckled it behind her head and fastened the straps around her muzzle, securing her jaws around the gag.

“Mmmmmmph!!” Susan squealed in shock as Daniella began unbuttoning her captive’s blouse and pulled down her bra, exposing her firm breasts. 
 “Hmmm, looks like you could do with a bit more support. Let me just tie a few more ropes here… and there…” 
 Susan moaned into her gag while Dani looped more rope above, below and in-between her exposed breasts and around the back of the chair, cinching them between the arms and torso.
 She then walked back in front of the chair to admire her handiwork: the futile squirming, the sexy way her captive’s exposed breasts stuck out, the unmistakable moans of pleasure. 
 Her new submissive was clearly enjoying the treatment.

 Daniella picked her riding crop back up and savoured the muffled giggles as she prodded the naked bosom of her victim, who was writhing in her bonds, a satisfied smile underneath her ballgag and her cheeks blushing with arousal.
 Even better where the tiny shrieks she let out when the domme gave her hardened nipples a flick with the crop. “Mmph! Mm! Hmmm!”
 “It seems like those puppies were simply starving for attention. But don’t worry, I know how to take proper care of my subs.” The equine couldn’t supress a small chuckle as she whipped Susan’s breasts another few times.
 “Mm! Mm-hmm!” The bound doe twitched as jolts of pain went through her body, only to shudder with delight by the waves of pleasure that followed each hit.

 Crouching in front of her sub once more, Daniella gently stroked Susan’s hair and admired the blissful smile on her face. “You definitely have come to the right place, miss Moore. Are you ready for more excitement?”
 Susan slowly nodded her head and watched as her dominatrix walked over to her desk to retrieve a new toy.
 If there was a heaven, this would be it. Never had she imagined to actually meet another bondage fanatic like herself, let alone for it to be her own boss! 
 She threw her head back and moaned into her gag, wishing this day would never end.
 “My, you are just hungry for more, I can hear it!” Daniella had returned to her bound secretary and presented her with a magic wand vibrator. “Fortunately, I’m sure I can satisfy your healthy appetite.”

 The equine captor pulled back the skirt of her victim, revealing her panties and the wet spot the arousal and constant teasing had created. “Oh-hoh! You’re positively drooling, Susan! I didn’t know you liked such naughty games so much!”
 “Mmmm-hmm…” Susan cast a longing look at the massager in Dani’s hand, her breaths growing faster with anticipation at the wonders that were to come.
 Her domme oblidged her pleas and pressed the magic wand firmly against her crotch. “Ready, Susan? 1…2…3!” She flicked the switch and the machine buzzed to life.
 What followed surpassed all her expectations.

 “Mmm-hmmm-hmmmmmph!!” Susan’s squeal of joy was music to Daniella’s ears.
 Rarely had she heard such sweet moans, seen such sensual squirms against her expertly tied ropes and the blissful look of pure ecstasy on the young doe’s face was just the most beautiful thing the horse had ever witnessed.
 She actually had to snap herself back to reality and yank the vibrator away from her submissive before she caused her to climax sooner than intended.
 Odd… she never got distracted when playing with her clients, not even in the heat of the moment.
 “Mmmmhh…” Susan let out the most adorable little whimper and looked her captor in the eyes, pleading for more.
 “Ah-ah-ah!” Daniella wagged a finger at the doe. “Everything in moderation, dear Susan. I want you to take a few deep breaths before we continue.”
 Susan’s chest rose and fell like the waves of the sea rolling along the beach. 
 “Very good!” Daniella smiled. “Here comes round 2! Ready..?”

 This process was repeated many times over the course of the next few hours. 
 Sometimes, Daniella only lightly brushed the vibrator against Susan’s panties, other times she would firmly press it against her and rub it up and down: Dani played her slave like a musical instrument, conducting an aria of sensual moans. But never, ever allowing her to finish.
 The delicate balance of torture and satisfaction was driving the doe crazy. 
 Seconds felt like they had slowed down to hours and whenever she opened her eyes she saw the room spinning around her. 
 The young submissive couldn’t decide whether do beg for release or for her captor to continue the constant teasing: just as the equine dominatrix had intended.
 Not that it mattered much. Susan’s pleas for either option were sealed behind the large rubber ball lodged in her muzzle, the mere sensation of which only turning her on even more.

“You are doing very well, Susan.” Daniella was once again kneeling in front of the chair, smiling as her captive slowly returned to her senses.
 The hand of her domme slowly brushed over Susan’s cheek “Has anyone ever told you that you have a lovely singing voice?”
 “Mmmmhh…” The doe’s tightly bound body twitched and shuddered with the sexual tension that had built up within her.
 She perked up when Daniella at long last asked the question she was waiting for. “You’ve been amazing submissive so far, my little Susan. I think you’ve earned the orgasm I’ve been denying you for so long, don’t you agree?”
 Susan frantically nodded her head: heavens, yes please!
 Her domme nodded back in agreement, grabbed another coil of rope from the corner and wound it around the massager, with equal lengths dangling from either side.
 These loose ends were quickly tied around the thighs of the eager doe, so the device was pressed firmly against her groin whether she liked it or not. In fact, her struggling only caused the magic wand to rub up and down against her panties.
 
Her captor smirked as she loomed over her. “Now Susan, I’ll have to go out and buy some things for dinner. That means you will be alone with your toy for a while, at least until I come back to untie you in, say, an hour or two. Is that okay with you?”
 “Mm-hmm…” Susan, distracted by all the sexual frustration that had built up within her, hadn’t really paid attention. After all those hours of orgasm denial, she merely wanted to finally cum.
 “Good!” A devious grin formed on Daniella’s muzzle. “Then I shall see you at dinner.”
 She flicked the switch on the device between her captive’s legs and walked towards the door, casting one last look at her writhing victim before leaving the doe alone with the vibrator to work its magic.
 She grinned as she closed the door behind her.
 Of course she wasn’t going to leave her subject alone. 
 She just liked to give them the impression that they were so they’d be more focussed on their predicament.
 Eating could wait, Daniella decided that she would very much like to keep listening at the door and hear a bit more of Susan’s sweet song of pleasure.

 “Mmmmph! Mmmmff!” Susan squirmed in her bonds as she was once more driven to the edge of an orgasm.
 Only this time, the vibrator, rather than being cruelly yanked away from its playmate, was allowed to finish its work: “Mmmf! Mmf! Mmh!” Susan’s moans intensified as she neared her long-awaited release.
 And when the orgasm finally hit, it did so with the force of a freight train, causing her to violently buck against her ropes, biting down on the rubber ball strapped into her mouth.
  “Mm! Mmh! Hmm- MMMMmmmmfff….” 
 Her vision had become blurry and the room felt like it was spinning around her faster than ever, but she had never felt this good in all her life. 
 Exhausted, the bound doe slumped back into her chair, the only movement she could muster up was the twitching of her hips as the massager buzzed bravely onwards, soon rocking her body with an equally overwhelming second orgasm.
 Followed by third.
 She lost count somewhere after the fourth, however, as she fell into a trance of pure ecstasy.

 How much time had passed, she honestly couldn’t tell, but by the time Susan started to come back to her senses, Daniella was already busy untying her.
 The doe kept fading in and out of her pleasant, dream-like state for a while and only fully regained consciousness when her domme was carrying her in her arms towards the living room.
 “I knew these sessions could be overwhelming, but you actually zoned out there.” The horsewoman smiled as she gently laid her subject on the sofa and sat down on the nearby chair. “I take it you’ve enjoyed the past few hours?”



 Susan, still dizzy from the eventful afternoon, needed a few minutes to find her bearings before she slowly rose to a sitting position.
 Patiently waiting until the doe had downed the glass of water she had supplied for her, Daniella simply admired her partner’s beauty until she was ready to answer her question.
 “Yes! Oh my, yes! It was just… just amazing!” Susan couldn’t stop gushing about her experiences.
 The dominatrix calmly let her sub finish her story before continuing talking about her side of the events over the promised meal, her own recipe of ramen noodles.
 “I must admit, Susan, I’m quite impressed with your performance as a sub.” The equine reported with a satisfied smirk. “I certainly wouldn’t mind making you a regular customer.”
 “Eh?” The doe couldn’t quite believe her ears. ”But what about the payment, then?”
 “Oh, don’t you worry about that.” The businesswoman reassured her secretary. “Consider this as a… compensation for your efforts at the company. As long as you promise to never tell our colleagues about any of this, I’ll happily indulge you some more.”

 The two bondage fanatics spent a good deal of the remaining evening talking about their respective experiences before they parted ways.
 “Good evening, miss White. Have a nice weekend!” Susan waved while she unlocked her car.
 “You too, Susan!” Daniella replied. “Say, I might be busy next Saturday, but does the weekend after that suit your fancy?”
 “Oh yes, miss White!” The doe smirked. “I’ll be looking forward to it!”
 


Credits:

Story by Rutgerman95/The Awesome Autist (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/rutgerman95/)

Special thanks to ChemicalInfantry (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/chemicalinfantry/)  and  Sashi138 (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/sashi138/) for invaluable input, support and proofreading this darn thing.

The characters of Susan Moore and Daniella White are owned by ChemicalInfantry and borrowed with his permission

