Psycho-Sado-Maso-Chism

I am a pervert. From a vanilla point of view. My libido is only satisfied in situations of submission, humiliation, or violence against me. Yes, I am like that, and it is unchanging. It's very difficult to live like this, but I live. I even work at a company where people like me are the majority. It turns out, such things happen. I was placed in this firm by my friend, partner, and My Master.

I met My Master several years ago, wandering through BDSM forums in search of myself, but I'll tell that story separately later.

So, a bit about the company. The main source of profit is advertising orders, design, programming…… and something else….. They don't take just anyone here, and not from the street,

only personal acquaintances and recommendations from trusted people. The main selection criterion is an understanding of BDSM subculture, and only then skills, professionalism, etc. A very original interview…..but…. in order.

When I went for the interview, I already had real experience with BDSM relationships, it was easy for me, but it would have completely floored an ordinary person. I was invited into an office – a seemingly ordinary room, a handsome man sitting in a chair behind a desk. Smiling, open, friendly, with confidence and persistence in his eyes. His voice was soft, velvety, not loud at all and yet indisputable.

-Alina, I know you are a submissive girl, and since you are here, it's obvious that your ummmm….partner is aware of what's happening. Moreover, I also know that it's more his initiative. Is that correct?

Yes.

And how do you yourself feel about working at our company? You know about our….particularities, right???

I know. My Master believes I need even more liberation…and I….understand that it's true…I'm afraid, yes….I agree with the Master…apparently I must go through this path…

Alina, do you know that your partner is seeing and hearing you right now?

I trembled at this question and think I started getting seriously aroused. This circumstance did not go unnoticed.

Alina, don't worry, if it's too much for you, say so, you can refuse.

Everything is fine, I can handle it, I don't want to upset My Master.

A screen lit up to the side, I saw the Master's face, he smiled and said Alina you're a clever girl. That calmed me down a little.

The man at the desk looked at me point-blank.

Good. Let's continue. We have a standard procedure for all applicants. To begin with, Alina, you must sign a voluntary consent to answer indecent questions. You must answer quickly and honestly. After that, if you still want to work with us, you will sign a consent for indecent actions towards you. Do you understand me?

Yes, I understand everything. I am ready. Where is the paper?

Paper is not needed, everything is recorded. Does that scare you?

Yes….I'm scared…but….ask.

One minute. My assistant will come here now and blindfold you. This is standard procedure. This is how we conduct interviews.

I heard the door open and wanted to turn around.

Alina, don't move.

I froze. A soft blindfold covered my eyes and the surrounding world became impenetrable.

At least five minutes passed, nothing happened, silence, no movement. I felt more and more tense and ….damn…..arousal was washing over me….

Suddenly….a loud voice very close….

Alina! Have you been raped without your consent? Answer quickly.

No.

Have you swallowed semen?

Yes

Have you had group sex?

No.

Have you been tied up?

Yes

Questions poured out one after another….I fell into some kind of trance…

Are you aroused?

Yes.

Have you been whipped with canes?

Yes.

What color is your underwear?

White.

Have you gone outside without underwear?

Yes.

Do you think your panties are wet right now?

Probably yes

Ready to check and say for sure?

Yes

Do it.

I mechanically slipped my hand between my legs, well of course wet….very much so.

Answer.

Yes, wet.

Are you ready to sign the consent for indecent actions?

Yes.

Signed.

Congratulations Alina, you did it. That was the voice of My Master. From somewhere to the right and above. But this is only the beginning of the serious interview. You understand, your emotional reactions are important and interesting to us. Don't be too afraid, it holds you back. Dive into your emotions, nothing terrible will happen to you.

Alina, are you listening to me? You have a distant look.

Yes, Master. I'm listening.

Yes, I understood.

Then continue.

The man at the desk spoke.

Alina, I must verify that you told the truth about your panties. And also about your arousal. Remove the blindfold, stand up, pull your panties down to mid-thigh. Then come to the side of the desk and lean on it. You must stand arched, supporting yourself on the desk with your elbows and palms. Do you understand?

Yes.

Execute.

I did everything I was ordered. From these actions, his intonations, my brain was exploding and couldn't put itself back together. I was experiencing intense arousal. I already wanted to be whipped and fucked fiercely, but my body and underwear were only lightly touched. The man firmly attached my hands to the tabletop, after which he finally deprived me of my panties.

Alina, spread your legs wider, so that my palm can easily feel you between your legs without hindrance. I obeyed. His palm was dry and warm. But not for long. From my body, the palm quickly became hot and wet like me. He wiped his hand with a napkin with satisfaction and said that I was a good girl and he would enjoy working with me.