With your luck?

The elevator door open to your office floor, and you brace yourself. As soon as you take a few steps someone whistles and yells “sway those sissy hips for us!” And someone else “aww look at those tits giggle!”

You bite your lower lip, just trying to make it to your office to deliver the hot coffee, when someone walking by you slaps your ass, causing you to spill all over the wood floor beneath. All you employees who see instantly laugh or jeer, and the recipient of the coffee comes out of the office with Jill at the her back.

“Sissy! What did you do?” Alice scolds with too much of a smile. “I ask one simple task and you can’t even do that? Well??”

You stammer and look down at the puddle, unable to say it wasn’t your fault, since you feel that will make things worse.

“Well? The least you can do is clean your mess before apologizing properly.” Your head saleswoman grabs you by the back of your neck, equal parts forcing and helping you down to all fours with your face at the puddle. “Now clean this up, like a good little maid would.”

With all your employee’s eyes on you you hesitantly obey, licking up the puddle of sweet coffee from the wood floor. You know they are jeering and mocking you, but you try to focus on getting it all, and not the women’s words or your exposed ass and strained caged cock exposed behind you. You can’t believe this is what you’ve become, a sissy licking a puddle from the ground infront of your own employees, but you try not to reflect too hard as you know it’ll get worse than this before you can escape this nightmare.

“Finally.” Alice says as you finish, using the tip of her shoe to lift your chin from the ground to look up at her. “But I never did get my coffee. Do I have to show you how to do it?”

You are confused, and though you look up from all fours you don’t respond, unsure what answer will get you in more trouble. Apparently she took this as a yes, as she waved over to another saleswoman who brought out some pieces of black leather and chain. The two help you stand in your heels before adding what you discover are leather arm sleeves and a thick leather collar, forcing your arms bound behind, since as she says you can’t even be trusted holding coffee yet, and letting her add a thick chain leash to the collar.

“Let’s go try again sissy. I can believe you can’t even deliver coffee on your own, such a bimbo brain.”

You blush and follow to the elevator, realizing you may have been incognito enough on your own without eyes on you, but no longer. And shit! Jax is going to see you like this just after asking you out! You wanna stop, but the leash and heels means you move exactly where your leash holder wants.

The doors open to the lobby, and it’s mostly empty again. Alice leads you, tugging at the leash up to the coffee stand, where Jax looks up to see you with surprise.