Exploration.

The next morning Sharon showered and dressed then headed to the office early as planned. Heading to her office she passed Karen's desk and left the new article there as planned and then got herself a coffee and went and sat at her desk. Soon Sharon heard the office coming to life and she expected Karen would be in soon with the reports. Karen collected the reports and then noticed the news article and she started to read it with curiosity piqued. The idea of a strong woman submitting to her maid was intriguing. She wondered who could have left the article on her desk. As Karen continued reading, she began imagining how Sharon might react if she were to mention it during their meeting later today. It occurred to her that perhaps this was something they should discuss privately rather than with others present—after all, some topics just couldn't be discussed openly without causing discomfort or raising eyebrows among colleagues unfamiliar with such practices...Sharon took another sip of her coffee, trying not to let her impatience get the better of her. In the afternoon Karen entered Sharon's office and they discussed business. Karen was wondering how she could broach the subject to her boss.'Ms. Day,' she finally blurted out. 'There's something I need to talk about.' Sharon looked up from her paperwork. 'What is it?' she asked cautiously.'Well… There's this article I found left on my desk this morning,' Karen said hesitantly. 'It's about domination and submission in relationships – specifically, about a dominant female submitting to a servant.

A look of surprise crossed Sharon's face as she tried to maintain composure. 'Really? That sounds interesting,' she remarked coolly. 'May I see it?' Karen handed over the newspaper clipping to Sharon. As she flipped through the pages, her gaze lingered slightly longer on certain parts before handing back the paper. With a deep breath, she spoke again. For a moment, Sharon seemed lost in thought before responding. So what do you think of this article Karen? asked Sharon. Karen swallowed hard, unsure whether she should share more information or simply leave it at that. Yet knowing that silence could lead to misinterpretations, she decided to proceed carefully. "Well," she ventured softly, "the part where the powerful woman submits to her subordinate really caught my attention." Sharon nodded slowly, a hint of confusion lingering across her features. She glanced down at the clipping briefly before looking back up at Karen. “Interesting,” she murmured noncommittally. “Do you find yourself curious about exploring these roles?” Karen felt a wave of uncertainty course through her veins. Was Sharon actually suggesting that they participate in such activities together? And while she had always been aware of Sharon’s dark side beneath her impeccable facade, hearing it spoken aloud sent shivers down her spine. But even so, her own curiosities had been stirred ever since discovering the article. Perhaps exploring such ideas wasn't entirely off the table…Daringly, Karen shifted closer towards Sharon. "Miss Day, I must admit, it does seem fascinating.

Perhaps we can explore this further?" Her voice held both fear and excitement as she awaited Sharon's response. An almost imperceptible smirk appeared on Sharon's lips as she contemplated Karen's proposition. Taking one last sip of her coffee, she set the cup aside deliberately. Glancing at Karen, she replied quietly but firmly, "Very well, Karen. How would you go about making me submit to you?" asked Sharon."How would you start, exactly?" Karen bit her lip nervously, considering how best to approach this potentially perilous situation. After all, she didn't want to risk crossing boundaries too quickly or make things awkward between them professionally. Still, an opportunity like this presented itself rarely enough for someone like her to pass up lightly. "Miss Day, perhaps it begins with a gentle reminder of your place in our relationship. From there, I will take steps to gradually assert control and test your limits..." She paused, gauging Sharon's reaction. Sensing a genuine interest in her superior, Karen took a deep breath and continued, "That process may involve punishments for transgressions, reinforced by acts of bondage and discipline." Her voice dropped low, betraying a mix of apprehension and aroused excitement. Sharon's heart raced, and a surge of adrenaline coursed through her body, fueling her curiosity. This proposal challenged everything she knew about power dynamics, forcing her to confront her vulnerabilities head-on.

Despite the inherent risks involved, Sharon realized that indulging in this taboo passion might ultimately bring balance to her otherwise meticulously controlled existence. "Yes, Karen. Begin immediately." She ordered firmly, taking charge once more. Karen smiled deviously, already feeling emboldened by Sharon's acceptance. "Of course, Miss Day. We shall start tonight once the office is empty. It will give us complete privacy.” Sharon mused deeply. She wanted to experience this role reversal with all seriousness, allowing herself to fully embrace the unknown territory. For her, stepping outside of her comfort zone represented true growth and self-discovery. Karen agreed wholeheartedly, sensing an unexpected thrill simmering inside her as well. Together, they crafted a plan that would push boundaries safely yet daringly, ensuring that neither party strayed beyond their personal thresholds. As the sun began to set the office was now empty and beginning Friday the cleaning crew would not be in until Saturday morning. Karen entered Sharon's office with confidence and saw her boss sitting at her desk."Good evening, Miss Day" Karen greeted respectfully. "So Ms Day tell me exactly what you want during our roleplay?" asked Karen. Sharon closed her eyes for a brief moment, visualizing the scenario that lay ahead. Then, drawing a deep breath, she replied, "First, you must address me as 'Sharon'. To symbolize your dominance, I expect to kneel before you. Once in position, you will remove my clothes and ensure that I am completely naked.

You will insist I call you Either Mistress Franks or Miss Franks. Karen smiled then ordered Sharon to stand then strip until she was naked then present herself. Sharon did as instructed, exposing herself to Karen. Her heart racing with a mixture of anxiety and desire, she stood proudly before her assistant. With determination etched upon her face, Karen addressed Sharon sternly, "From now on, you will refer to me either as Mistress Franks or Miss Franks. Understand?" "Yes, Mistress Franks!" Sharon confirmed, acknowledging her newfound status. Nervously, she lowered herself onto her knees, placing her hands behind her back in submission. She trembled slightly under Karen's piercing gaze, struggling to suppress the sudden rush of emotions flooding her system. With renewed determination, Karen approached Sharon and pressed the palms of her hands against Sharon's bare shoulders, demanding, "Look directly into my eyes when speaking to me!" Sharon complied obediently, locking her intense gaze with Karen's confident stare. Now Sharon during our session you will totally submit to me as your Mistress is that understood ask Karen. Yes, Mistress Franks! Sharon eagerly assured, a faint flush creeping across her cheeks. Satisfied with Sharon's enthusiastic response, Karen issued her next command calmly: When we start our sessions you will always strip naked and then thank me by worshipping my nyloned feet. You may start now! said Karen. Unafraid to assert her dominance, she commanded Sharon to begin worshipping her feet without delay.

Obeying dutifully, Sharon knelt before Karen, her face flushed with embarrassment and desire. Gently removing her shoes, she placed each foot in front of Sharon and waited patiently for her Mistress's commands. "Start by kissing my soles," demanded Karen firmly. Sharon leaned forward, pressing her lips against the arch of Karen's right foot, feeling the contrast between her warm tongue and sweaty nyloned encase skin. The scent of her mistress's stockings filled her nostrils, heightening her sense of humiliation mixed with anticipation. Pausing briefly, she drew in a sharp breath, then proceeded to focus solely on her task. Gradually working her way upwards along Karen's calves, she used her fingers to stroke the sensitive flesh, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her Mistress. Sharon's cheeks burned crimson, awash with shame and gratification at being able to please her Mistress in such intimate ways. Unaware of time passing, she devoted herself entirely to honouring Karen's demands – lavishing her foot with tender kisses, caressing her heels, and stroking her arches, relishing in every subtle change in expression that reflected her progress. Meanwhile, Karen found herself increasingly enthralled by Sharon's servitude. Observing the transformation of her normally dominant boss brought forth an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. It seemed as though she were witnessing firsthand the breakdown of societal norms, revelling in the liberating freedom that followed.

As Sharon lovingly massaged her instep with delicate fingers, her breasts pressed tightly against Karen's legs, sending waves of electricity coursing through her body. Karen stopped Sharon to go sit in the outer office at her desk and finish the reports. Sharon went out naked sat at Karen's desk and started on the reports. Karen observed Sharon closely as she worked diligently, noticing the slight flush of embarrassment on her cheeks. She wondered if her submissive nature could endure throughout the weekend or whether it would fade away after fulfilling their initial role play. She thought about her next moves, knowing full well she needed to slowly introduce other forms of eroticism into their sessions. Meanwhile, Sharon completed her work efficiently, occasionally glancing over at Karen in discreet admiration. Their dynamic shifted seamlessly between professional and sexual, leaving room for potential exploitation. As the night wore on, Karen noticed that Sharon seemed to enjoy playing the submissive role. Even though it tested her traditional values, she couldn't deny the thrilling experiences it provided her. At times, however, she struggled to maintain her composure amidst these powerful feelings. The session ended with Sharon and Karen reversing roles again. Karen asked her boss if she had enjoyed submitting to her. Sharon hesitated for a moment, trying to articulate her conflicting feelings. Finally, she admitted, "Your control felt…intoxicating." Sharon then asked Karen if she enjoyed being in charge."

Yes it was very...powerful", confessed Karen, blushing slightly. Both women looked at one another, surprised by the intensity of their encounter. They understood how much the forbidden side of their relationship added to their connection. They both went home and Sharon had another restful night free of nightmares just dreams of her naked worshipping her PA's feet. Sharon's weekend was filled with images of her kneeling at her PA's feet worshipping her feet, pussy and ass. Karen's weekend was filled with images of her boss beneath her ass as she used her as a chair. Karen was relishing the idea of this shift in power however brief. She did some research on the internet and found a site that had stories of power exchange. She was looking for ideas and noting down new things to try with Sharon. This was assuming that Sharon still wanted to play the game. So Sunday night when Karen went to bed she was resolute in asking Sharon if she wanted another session on Friday. The rest of the week the cleaners were in the office until midnight so they could not play then. Maybe they could play it at either of their homes and just play it in the office on Friday nights. Playing every night would reinforce Sharon's submissive state and Karen's domination over her. Karen fell asleep with a big smile on her face. Sharon also fell asleep with a smile creasing her face looking forward to work. However this Monday she had another appointment with Dr Stern and for some reason, she was looking forward to revealing what happened.