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It was time again for the company's annual employee performance review an this was the time of year that Crystal enjoyed the most cause she got to really be brutally honest with people that she was reviewing and it allowed her a chance to stretch her muscles and be a real bitch and get away with it.

But then again, she was the Head of human resources she could get away with almost any thing but murder, hell she was pretty sure she could get away with even that, if she was careful enough and planed it out just right.

Now she had one last person to review for the day and then she was done, An this fellow she was saving for last, cause she was going to really open up on him and she was hoping that she might even make him cry. What could she say she was a sadist, she loved to see men in pain.

Ahh Good old Andrew, he was one person that she wanted to tear to shreds since she meet him.

" Will you send in Andrew now." Crystal said into her speaker phone as she waited for him to come into her office.
 
Andrew was not a weak man in any sense of the word. He was morally strong and he never cried, he was stone. Never showing emotion other then happy and cool. But today he was worried. Crystal, his skanky bitch of a boss was holding performance reviews today. And he knew she hated him. She always had. She was very beautiful but a total bitch. And he was for once incredibly nervous. He had no idea how he was going to do today. He'd done alright this quarter at work but not amazing and all the reviews he'd heard about today were no good. She was an animal tearing apart men and women alike in her ofice with her words. He heard his name called and proceeded into her office, "Afternoon Miss Crystal." He said as he walked in and shut the dor. He dared not take a seat until told to.
 
"Andrew thank you for coming, would you care to have a seat." she said as she got right into what she was going to say.

" It seem's that your work has made you one of our top earners in the company and I'm being told as a reward for you work that I'm to treat you to a business dinner as part of the review I'm to give you.' she said as she gave him a warm smile to let him know that he was not going to be getting the tongue lashing that all of his coworkers got today.

"So I'm thinking that I would have you over to my place tonight as my guest an we can do your review in a more casual setting, but remember this is a business dinner so you going to have to treat it like it's business as usual' she said as she wrote out an address on a piece of paper and slid it across the desk to Andrew.

"Now dinner with be a 8:35 sharp and I don't want you to be late. So any questions?" she said as she waited for him to reply to what she just told him.
 
"None ma'am." He stated in complete shock so happy he wasn't going to recieve trouble for a poor job. But would this all be a joke for a large punishment later. He didn't care at the moment. He left as she motioned to th door and smiled at her as he left. He grinned to his coworkers on the way out for the day. He was a fairly large and muscular man. Not overly but rather. He walked out to his truck and left.
----Dinner----
Andrew arrived at the designated adress 5 minutes ahead of time. In the car he fixed his tie and adjusted his suit. He then got out and strolled up Crystal's front walkway. He waited until one minute prior to dinner and rang the doorbell.
 
Chrystal was impressed with Andrew at being punctuality to her invite, she was hoping that he be late and have another reason to punish him, oh well.

she open the door and let the man into her home, it was nice, lot's of space and high ceiling. Andrew did not know why she need all this space but he would in due time.

"Would you care for a Drink or an appetizer before Dinner, we have some nice crab puffs." she said as she offered him some of the food on a tray, but she would not touch them her self cause she added some thing extra, something that would make it seem like he was walking threw quicksand before knocking him out cold.
 
Andrew was incredibly shocked at how nice Crystal was being to him today. Had he been having an amazingly good dream? He had no idea of the hurt to come. The roughness with which she truely was going to punish him. In the most unimaginable way. He looked her over, she was lovely dressed incredibly nicely in a form fitting dress. He adjusted his suit on his broad shoulds and took two crab puffs. He ate them slowly to save himself from talking and being dumb, "Thank you." He said between puffs. Not realizing they were poisoned, and that one would do him in but his second would make it take affect far faster.
 
" So Andrew now when I told you that your were the top earners for the company, I sorry too tell you but I was lying, you see your actually the worst earner, but I have plans for you tonight and well I needed you to come her so I could set those plans in motion." Crystal said knowing that the poison in his system would be taking effect very soon.

So she just sat down on the couch to watch it take effect, cause what she had planed next she could not do it while he was awake and clothed.
 
Andrew blinked after finishing his second puff, "What? You're kidding right?" He must have been dreaming he thought. Who would say shit like this? He then realized, a trap of some sort. And that was it he felt as if time was slowing he was moving his arm to lean on the table and he was moving incredibly slow, "What did you do to this food? What the fuck are you doing you crazy bitch!?" He asked trying to walk towards her, he had heard of things like this happening but the things he'd heard that happened after were horrifying. He was not one to cower or fear or take orders but there's a first time for everything and he was scared for once. What other firsts would come tonight he couldn't tell. But he collapsed on the ground before the couch dericetly before her feet. He was unconcious.
 
Crystal was happy to see Andrew in such an undignified position, face down, passed out at her feet, she had to have a picture of this as a keepsake, cause it was not every day she could capture a moment like this for posterity.

"Oh Boy's you can come out now and bring the camera I want you to take a few pictures for my photo albums" she called out into what seem like an empty house, but in realty there were two others in the house, two men that were striped of all clothing expect for a nylon balaclava the covered their faces, only leaving the eyes to be seen.

Each man was fit and muscular, one man had more then his fair share of body hair, the other he was smooth, not a single hair laid next to his shiny oiled skin. an while each man had a limp and lifeless penis they were not in any way small even when drooping.

The one hairless man took a number of pictures of the Andrew on the floor, while the other one stood quietly waiting for an order.

"That should be enough for now boys, take him to the bench and strap him down and be sure to strip him of all his clothing and jewelry, including his watch. I am going to change into some thing more commanding." she said as she made her was to her bedroom while the two men pick up the man as if he was a bag of feathers.

When he would wake up he was going to be bound to a spanking bench, his cock and ball hanging freely while his wrist and ankles would be bounded by thick sturdy leather cuff's that held him down upon the bench with another thick leather belt holding him to the bench by his waist. he would have some movement but not a lot and the bench was quite heavy so he was not going to to tip over or move if he tried to force his way out.

He was helpless, like a new born, but unlike a new born, where a new child would get a lot of tender attention and care, he was going to be getting brutal attention and disregard.

The only thing that both he and a new born were going to have in common to night was his ass was going to get smacked.
 
Andrew was hoisted away by the men in his unconcious state unknowing stripped and latched to a spanking bench. The poison was fact acting but also a quick relief poison. He came to very quickly. But was that a good thing or a bad one? He was still very dazzed, blinking out the darkness he grumbled back to luife, he was in a cold dark room alone, and what? He was naked. "What the fuck?" He tried to move but the latches were too much he was naked and bound, "No... Not this..." He had heard stories like this. He looked over his muscular build and realized that the most open things were his ass and his long thick drooping cock. "Oh fuck!" He tried again and again to get lose failing and then just gave in, he was fucked.
 
While Crystal's boys were busy with Andrew, she made her way to her bedroom to chance into a very Sexy red leather catsuit and corset with a pair of thigh high boot and a Service Cap.

She like how the leather felt and moved as she wore it, as it would restrict her movement, but it spook volumes, as it was a very present outfit, a person would have to be blind to not notice her in it and I was help sell the domineering Attitude that she wanted to give when she wore it.

She made her way to her dungeon, she had spent many years getting every this she wanted or ever needed to make it the perfect place for her to torment her victims, Andrew did not know it, but the other two men that brought him into the room were coworkers of his, but he would not learn that till it was far to late for him and he was too far done that path to every turn back. She broke them just the same way she was going to break him.

She made her entrance into the room to see that Andrew was bound like she asked, not that he would know she was in the room cause he was facing away from her at the moment.

"Will you walk into my parlour?' said the Spider to the Fly." Crystal quoted as she walk up behind Andrew as she ran her leather gloved finger along his leg up towards his shoulder. she was inspecting her new project and she wanted to see his figure before she went to work upon him.

"Andrew I hope you are feeling comfortable because I want you to know that from here on in your moments of being comfortable are now over. Cause I have decided that I'm going to make you my new project and I'm going to transform you into something that your might never have saw you self being, but that's is why I'm here to make that transformation possible." she said as she stood in front of him menacing him just by being there free to do any thing she wanted to him while he could do nothing but beg, an even that she could take away from him with a simple gag.

"So do you have any last word or thoughts your like to share before I begin my work?" she ask knowing that those very words could scare any grown man if they were in the same position Andrew was in right now.
 
Andrew just lay there. He heard the squeak of leather on leather and the clacking of heels and he knew this was one of those stories. He was fucked, and not the way he liked to get fucked. In a way that would destroy him and everything he was and Crystal was to be the one who destroyed him. His 9 inches dangled as he looked himself over when he heard her voice.

It was followed by a leather covered finger running up his leg, over his ass and across his muscular back to his shoulder. He cringed a bit shaking his limbs to try and be free of her touch and then he groaned before she began to speak. His boss a woman he'd always found hot stood before him in black heeled boots that ran up above her knee. She wore a blood red cat suit and a corset forcing her full body upwards in a set of large breasts topped off with a Service Cap. She looked very sexy, but in a scary painful way. He knew this was how a dominatrix dressed. And she was to be a brutal dominatrix.

He heard her words and couldn't believe them. Transformation was the word emphasized in his mind. He'd always been an Alpha male type and there was no doubt she would turn him into her pup, her bitch. She would ruin and rape him. And it would not be pleasurable, he would be whipped, and probably, most painfully, pegged. The thing he fear most was the woman before him ramming a strap on dong up his virgin ass.

She dared him to speak with her last words. He knew it was to scare him, and he was terrified. But she wanted that so even if it ment brutal pain later he would prove that his will was airtight, at least on the outside, "You fucking whore! When I get out of this I'm going to fuck your brains out! I'm gunna leave you in ruin you crazy fucking bitch!" He spat at her feet not hitting them, these words would be his destruction, but he meant them, "And trust me you bitch I will get out of here! And I wil fucking destroy you!" He knew this would get him spanked. What happened next? She'd bring the hammer down, for what he said possibly flog him instead. She whip his ass, terrorize his cock and then lay down the law, read him the rules for being her pet.
 
Typical male bravado, she was so use to men threatening her that it became second nature for her to just not take it seriously, well not while she was in her home, out side a threat was still a threat, but in her home she had the power to put a man in his place, which happen to be under her heel.

" Oh I am so frighten by a man that is bounded and the only thing that he can do is spit and spew insults and threats. You have no power here and what power still do have will me mine in the next 12 hours." she said as she move towards a wall with many different and strange items that Andrew would have not idea what they were but she did and she also had too strong burly men at her beck and call. So if she felt like making him suck a real cock, she had that option.

She looked across the wall till she found something that would be a nice warm up item, A horse hair flogger. while not thuddy or stingy, they had there own special quality, as they leave invisible micro-cuts when they hit the skin, a it might not be the most intimidating item, but the way it feels as thousands of barbs cut into you flesh, it's very unassuming.

So she pick up her weapon of choice and started to flog Andrews back and Butt. Watching her new play thing to see how he reacted to the sensation of the horse hair.
 
Andrew now knew that she would be in charge. Any way she could she would take charge. She would fuck him hard, turning him into her little slut. He'd have his virgin asshole ripped apart anytime she wanted. She had him. His balls and cock shook as he breathed. He knew also that in her house his words were no threat. He had absolutly no power. Until he was free. Then he'd do as he told her. Take control back. But he knew it would have to be soon.

Her words confirmed his thoughts. And those other two men, sadly for him would probablyfuck him too for her entertainment, "So what do I call you now? Mistress." He laughed. But as she looked over the weapons on the wall fear crept into his mind. Poisoning it. He could feel that she would whip him now. And as he thought that, as if she'd read his mind out came a horse hair flogger.

He knew what they did, those hairs would cut him, tiny tiny little cuts. She would bing him unbearable pain but he mearly laughed, "Mistress. More like a fuck for brains little whore. You think you'll turn me?" He felt sharp pains on his back. It became unbearable very quickly. But he forced laughter. He forced calm breathes and his body slightly trembled before her whip, "Fuck you!" It hurt terribly to him ruining his perfect, muscular back.
 
Andrew keep his demeanor up, even if it was a false facade that he was putting up just to try to scare her in freeing him. The only thing that his taunting did was amuses her, as her was noting more the a toothless old dog to her right now, lot's of bark, but not teeth to bite her with.

She thought about Gagging him, but why do so, his ranting were funny.

"My what a mouth on you, I wonder what your mother would said if she heard to talk that language, I bet she wash your mouth out with soap." she said giving her an idea of what to do next to Andrew. as she walk away to hang up her whip and bar of soap that was by a sink near by.

She wet the bar down and worked up a thick lather on it, then she came back over and forced his mouth open and stuck the foamy bar of soap into his dirty potty mouth.

"Well I hope that might teach you a lesson about using fowl language around a lady" she said as she took a little delight in her creative.
 
"Only difference is you aren't my mother!" He said taken a back a bit by her comments, it was a weird thing for her to say to him, a grown man. But then he realized. He watched her as she walked out, her heels clacking, hips swaying and latex squeaking at her movements.

He got a little worried when he heard a faucet turn on on high. He heard hear gloves squeaking too, against wet soap, "What do you think you're proving? You aren't my mother, you aren't in control. You're a power hungry, cock hungry slut!" He didn't know what he was saying or why he was talking now, he was hers and all he was doing was making his situation worse.

Maybe it was to hear the only manliness he had left before it slipped away. He watched her come back and stand domineeringly before him with a bar of soap, "Oh fuck you! Fucking do it you sl--" The noise turned to nothing as the bar was shoved into his mouth to the back of his throat, she'd probably begin the real torture now, after lecturing him with her rules.
 
Yes the real torment was about to start, as she look on a shelf for her ball and cock crusher, A simple device that was nothing more then two pieces of plexiglass that she would place Andrew cock and balls between then she would slowly tighten then till her cock and balls would be squeeze to the point the it was nearly unbearable.

She walk behind him and attached the fiendish device to his penis and testicle trapping then between two thick solid pieces of clear plastic, she then began to clamp them down flatting his cock and ball till they looked like pink pan cakes.

Now with his Cock and balls bound and restrained she could move onto other thing like how what should she do with the rest of his flesh, She had no idea, but an Idea would come soon enough.
 
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