How I Dominated My Dominant Manager
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Things were going easy at work till my manager quit and a new manager, Mansi, joined. The problem with Mansi showed up a few months after she joined: Mansi was very controlling, dominant and obsessed with what everyone was doing. This turned out to be horrendous since no one on the team, including me, had any idea how our day would turn out. Some days would be smooth sailing, some days would be hard. Mansi would demean and insult my teammates for even the smallest error. And she did this without any limits. I had seen teammates come out of Mandy’s cabin crying or on the verge of tears. Things were no different for me either as I too received a fair share of Mansi’s ire. Every action has a consequence. And at my office, the consequences were starting to show up. People began looking for other jobs and a month or two later, they would have left the company. When HR asked Mansi, she always had a standard response: they’re leaving due to poor performance. Let them go, we can hire better engineers. Things got really bad when a lot of engineers left and there were very few of us to share the workload. We came early and left late, and yet Mansi chewed up and spat out some of us. I couldn’t take it after some time, so I quit as well. That got Mansi a bit worried as I was the last remaining senior engineer and the others were fairly new joinees. A few days after I resigned, Mansi called me to her cabin to talk about my departure. She made it very clear that I was a valuable member of the team and that she will be trying to retain me. Mansi then extended an envelope that contained a revised salary package. ‘I want some else too Mansi.’ ‘What is that, Vikas? If I can help it, I will see to it that you get it.’ I was waiting for this moment. ‘Mansi, what I’m going to ask for is non-negotiable. Do you fully understand?’ At this point, Mansi’s face grew quite worried. I continued, ‘I want to fuck your ass and pussy.’ I expected an explosive response. And I got it. ‘WHAT?’ Mansi hollered. ‘How dare you ask me to do you a sexual favor? Do you realize that this is a breach of ethical conduct? Do you realize it?’ I replied, ‘I don’t care. I’m leaving this company in 3 weeks and I couldn’t care less about what I breach, be it your pussy, your ass or any ethics simply because you are a hypocrite when it comes to ethical conduct.’ I then proceeded to explain how she demeaned all my teammates and how they felt. Once I finished explaining, I stood up and told Mansi to think over my condition and then left her cabin. Now I must tell you, Mansi was hot. She had an enviable figure and dressed well too. However, most people didn’t like her because of her attitude. A few days later Mansi called me to speak about my non-negotiable condition. ‘If I do this, will you pull back your resignation?’ ‘Yes, I will. That along with the revised salary package.’ ‘Why are you doing this, Vikas?’ ‘To show you how hurt and pained people are when they aren’t treated fairly. You, Mansi, are getting a taste of your own medicine. That’s all.’ Mansi’s voice quivered as she spoke. ‘Where do you want to do this?’ ‘We can do it at your place, or my place or right here in the office.’ ‘WHAT?? Here in the office? Are you mad? We won’t do it at the office.’ ‘Mansi’, I said, ‘You leave office early on Fridays. Come to my place this Friday. What do you say?’ ‘Fine.’ I stood up to leave. I turned around and told Mansi to be cleanly shaven. Mansi didn’t respond but I knew she would comply. I knew Mansi liked wine with all the wine she ordered for our team lunches. And so I brought two bottles of red wine. That Friday, I sent an email stating that I am working from home. And at a little afternoon, the doorbell rang. I opened to find Mansi dressed in a pair of gray office trousers, a white shirt and high heels with her hair neatly tied up in a bun. ‘Come in.’ ‘Thank you.’ Mansi stepped in and looked around. ‘So this is your place?’ ‘Please sit. Make yourself comfortable. Yes, this is my place. What do you think of it?’ ‘It’s nice. Would you like to show me around?’ ‘Sure.’ And I took her around my house, showing her all the rooms with the kitchen being the last. From one of the kitchen cupboards, I took out two wine glasses. ‘Wine, huh?’ Mansi quipped. ‘I don’t drink wine. My poison of choice is beer.’ I then proceeded to open one of the wine bottles and poured out a big glass of wine for Mansi. From the fridge, I pulled out a bottle of beer and poured it into the other glass. ‘Cheers’, I said. And we had our first sip of wine and beer. We made small talk and during the conversation, I noticed Mansi taking in huge mouthfuls of wine whereas I sipped on my beer. I could she was nervous about what was to come. ‘Could we not do anal?’, Mansi asked. ‘That was part if our deal, wasn’t it?’ ‘Yes, it was.’ And she took huge mouthfuls of wine. By the time I was halfway through my beer, Mansi had nearly finished the first bottle. ‘Mansi, I have another bottle of wine. Shall I open it?’ ‘No, not now.’ I knew that the time was right. I walked over to Mansi, pulled down my pants and had my cock aimed at her. ‘Mansi, look here.’ Mansi turned and looked at me with my cock staring at her. ‘Give me a blowjob’, I said demandingly. ‘This wasn’t part of the deal’, Mansi stuttered. ‘Mansi, when you surprise people with your sledging and unwanted comments, it surprises them too. This is my surprise to you.’ Mansi looked at me pleadingly. I stared back at her. Mansi understood that I wouldn’t back down. Reluctantly, she took my cock in her hands and brought her mouth close to it. At that moment, I surprised her with another move. I held her head and pushed back. Mansi looked at me. ‘You don’t want a blowjob?’ ‘I do. But I want you to understand how I want it. With your tongue, massage the tip of my cock and do it till I tell you what to do next. C’mon, do it.’ And Mansi did exactly that. It was immensely pleasurable. Her tongue stuck to massaging the tip of my cock and I had her do it for some time. I came very near to cumming, and I pulled back. Mansi was surprised. ‘Is that it?’, Mansi asked. ‘Mansi, you need a drink before the next round’, I said and I poured the last of the first bottle in her glass. ‘What’s next?’, Mansi asked as she sipped her wine. ‘You’ll find out in some time’. There was absolute silence for some time while I sipped on my beer, and Mansi her wine. A few minutes later, I stood next to Mansi and told her to suck my cock. ‘So this time, it’s different?’ , asked Mansi. ‘Yes, this time you can suck my cock with no limits.’ Mansi took my cock and started sucking on it. It was pleasurable this time too, and I started rocking my body to and fro in order to go deeper into Mansi’s mouth. I heard her glugging as she sucked and swallowed. There was no slowing down and I think the wine was helping too. I slowed down my pace and gradually pulled out. Mansi took a breather. I opened the second bottle of wine and poured out a large glass. ‘Mansi, here. Drink some more.’ Mansi did as I asked. She slowly sipped some more wine as I had some more beer. I then approached Mansi with my erect cock dripping with her saliva. ‘Mansi, take off your top and bra. Do it now.’ ‘Are we going to have sex, Vikas?’ ‘Not, yet. But take off your top.’ Mansi did as directed. Her soft, supple breasts hung as she removed her bra. ‘Let your hair down Mansi.’ ‘What do you have in mind, Vikas?’ I went close to her ears and spoke in a dominating voice, ‘From here on out, you will do as you are told and you will not question me. Do you understand?’ Mansi looked up at me and nodded. ‘Let your hair down, and then put your hands to your back. After that open your mouth.’ Mansi did all that I asked and then I held her head and shoved my erect, wet cock deep into her mouth. I was deep throating Mansi. I kept my cock deep in Mansi’s mouth for about 20 seconds and then pulled out. Mansi gasped for air and took a few steps back. I went close to Mansi and asked, ‘How does it feel?’ Mansi looked up at me. ‘Mansi, this is how we feel when you demean us in front of other colleagues and put your stamp of authority on us.’ By the time I finished my sentence, I shoved my cock, this time deeper, into Mansi’s mouth and held it there longer. I then pushed her head towards my body to go deeper into Mansi’s mouth. After some time, I pulled out. This time, Mansi gasped harder for air. I poured more wine into her glass. ‘Mansi, drink your wine. I will not put my cock in your mouth. You can rest assured of that.’ Mansi nodded and sipped her wine. A few minutes later, I asked Mansi to remove her pants and panties so that she would be completely naked. Mansi finished her glass of wine, stood up and removed all her clothes. I stared down her body and noticed that her pussy was clean shaven, something I asked for. I poured more wine into Mansi’s glass and before she could take a sip, I took her around the house once more. ‘Where do you want me to fuck your pussy, Mansi?’ Mansi was quiet, but she looked at both my bedrooms and pointed to one. ‘Why this bedroom, Mansi? Tell me’ Mansi looked up at me pleadingly. ‘Let us have sex, please.’ I could tell that the wine and the blowjob had taken its toll. But I wasn’t done. I asked Mansi to make herself comfortable in the bedroom she pointed to. I went back, filled her wine glass, got my beer and came into the bedroom. Mansi was lying on the bed, with her legs slightly parted. I came in with her wine and my beer. ‘Mansi, have your wine.’ ‘I’m too full of wine.’ ‘What do you want to be full of?’ Mansi didn’t answer. She knew she was overwhelmed with wine and with what happened a half hour ago. I went close to Mansi, put the wine glass beside the bed, had a few sips of beer and sat down beside her. ‘You didn’t answer my question? What do you want to be full of Mansi?’ And I glared into her eyes. Mansi looked at me, looked at the wine glass, took it and had a mouthful. I smiled devilishly. Mansi returned the glass to the bedside table and looked at me. I got up, walked to the bedroom cupboard and got a condom sachet out. I handed it to mansi and asked her to put it on me. Mansi tore the sachet open and rolled the condom down my erect cock. She then slowly lay back and spread her legs wider. I looked at Mansi. ‘Turnover’, I commanded, ‘Get on your knees and push your ass up into the air. I’m going to fuck you doggy style.’ Mansi’s face showed some reluctance, but she turned over and pushed up her ass. I stood over her with my condom-clad cock and tickled her pussy with the tip of my cock without going all in, much like how Mansi sucked the tip of my cock initially. I then shoved my cock slowly in and out with each thrust going slightly deeper than the last. Mansi was moaning, slightly at first and then harder as I pumped her pussy. I had not envisaged this moment. I was fucking my manager up her pussy as she let me. I gripped her hips with my hands and continued to push like there was no tomorrow. Mansi’s moans grew louder and louder to the point where I pushed my fingers into her mouth to quieten her. I looked down at my cock going in and out of Mansi’s pussy and looked at her asshole. I wanted to fuck her asshole badly, but I was enjoying Mansi’s pussy right now. A few minutes later I came. I groaned, and all of my sperm shot out. Mansi was still moaning, having no idea that I had come. I pulled out, pushed Mansi to a side, yanked the condom off my cock and shoved it down Mansi’s mouth. Mansi struggled to keep up with what was happening. But by then she had swallowed my cum. I rolled over and lay next to Mansi. I reached out for the air conditioner remote and switched it on. And then I turned to look at an angry Mansi. ‘What was that? Why did you do that? That wasn’t part of the deal.’ Mansi was referring to me emptying my cum into her mouth from the condom. ‘Mansi, relax.’ ‘Fuck you, and I don’t think this is fair.’ ‘You don’t think this is fair? This is what you did to me and my teammates while we were reporting to you. You put us down, no matter what we did. Your charades and chagrin were all put up with. Why? Because we were dependent on our salaries. But you never listened. You pushed your own aggressive ego on us without thinking of the consequences. And I’m doing that to you now too.’ By this time, my cock was rock hard again. I reached out for another condom and handed it to Mansi. ‘Put it on’, I ordered. ‘Why should I?’, Mansi retorted. ‘Because I want to fuck your ass, Mansi. That’s the deal. Get on all fours again and push your fucking ass up, so I can fuck your ass.’ Mansi looked at me. ‘Please don’t force me.’ ‘I’m not forcing you. I’m requesting you, and you know what will happen if you refuse.’ Mansi reluctantly did what I asked. She waited for my cock, and without waiting longer I pushed my cock into her asshole. It was tough at first, but I got through and then I rammed harder and harder. Mansi wasn’t enjoying it initially. She let out a loud, shrill shriek initially. But as I continued pumping her ass, those shrieks grew softer. As we continued, I was pushing deeper and deeper into Mansi’s asshole and Mansi kept on moaning softly. I loved this. I was in control of my manager’s ass. And the deeper I pushed into Mansi’s asshole, the better I felt. My balls slapped against Mansi’s pussy with every thrust. It hurt me but in the heat of the moment, it felt good. It didn’t take me long to cum. And came hard, but with less sperm. I pulled out of Mansi’s ass and pushed her down onto the bed. I lay next to her and looked her in the eye. Mansi’s eyes were watery, with the tears from the pain of getting her ass fucked. ‘Mansi, do you want my cum?’ Mansi looked the other way. I took that as a no, walked into my bathroom, and cleaned myself up. I went to the dining room, where Mansi stripped herself and took all her clothes back into the bedroom. Mansi was lying on the bed, one hand covering her breasts, the other hand covering her pussy. ‘Can I lie here for some time?’, she asked. ‘I don’t want you to lie here for some time. I want you to get up, clean yourself, maybe take a bath, dress up and leave as soon as possible. Why should l listen to your requests when you didn’t listen or address mine, or my teammate’s requests?’ Mansi understood I didn’t want her anymore. She got off the bed and did as l told her. In some time, l opened the front door and saw her out. The Monday after that, l pulled back my resignation. Mansi stayed on for a few more months and then left. I was promoted to Mansi’s position and I continue to remain there. If you like this story, please let me know your comments at [email protected]