Facing Miss Jones

It was late afternoon when I drew up outside the building that housed Miss Jone's office. I parked the car and asked at the building reception, and they directed me to the third floor. Miss Jone's office was a small two room affair with an outer office for the PA and an inner office for the boss.

When I arrived the outer office was empty. I was wearing a suit, and underneath panties and my cock cage. Despite my protestations, Helen had decided to make me wear both. Apparently, being found out by a customer was no excuse to stop our game. I was really worried, and I knew I had to persuade Miss Jones to agree to be discrete about what she had heard as well as hopefully being allowed to develop software for her. If I could achieve all this then I could get back to normal.

I knocked on the inner door "Come In". Entering, I saw Miss Jones sat on the edge of the desk dressed in a standard business style dress. She is a good looking woman, slim, long dark hair, with piercing brown eyes. She was using the latter to assess me "John, I am not used to people playing sexual games whilst they are on the phone to me."

"I understand Miss Jone and I apologise..."

Interrupting "Don't give me that shit! You showed a lack of respect and used me as a pawn in your torrid and peverted sexual escapades." Escapades, who the fuck uses a word like escapades? "I am of a mind to call the police to decide if a crime has been committed. At the very least I am looking to inform your other customers of this despicable behaviour"

Oh shit, this is not good. "Miss Jones, I can only apologise..."

"So you keep saying! But you see John, I think you are a pervert, and I think you continue to be. It would not surprise me if you were wearing panties under your suit of something" Ah, fuck, busted! And I could feel my cheeks burn red with shame. "I knew it ! You are aren't you!" It clearly wasn't a question.

"Oh for fucks sake, you dirty pervert" really angry now "Either strip RIGHT NOW and show me what you are wearing, or fuck off and I will tell everyone I know what a pervert you are!" I am terrified, I could be out of work. No one would touch me work-wise, I would be disgraced. I was shaking with adrenalin as I started to undress.

First my jacket and shirt, and then my trousers, lowering them to reveal my pink panties and cage. Miss Jones waited until I was fully undressed, and then to my astonishment she walked up to me and cupped my balls. She looked into my eyes. I looked back, and was struck by how attractive she was in domineering and hard nosed way... Then she squeezed my balls, HARD!

As I lay doubled up on the floor in agony I was vaguely aware of her picking up my clothes and leaving the room. I was now alone in an office building in nothing but panties and a cock cage.