A naked man was standing in her bedroom, teaching her how to tie him up. He didn’t want knots that he could get out of. He made sure she understood ...hat. She watched her own fingers, in complete disbelief, as they tied those knots, and pulled them tight - but not too tight - around his wrists.She watched in disbelief as he lay on her bed, and put his arms up, so she could tie the other ends of the ropes to her headboard. She almost giggled hysterically as he corrected the knot she tied. “I work when the catered events are scheduled. Most of them are in the evening, but some are lunches such as this. It’s just part-time until the end of this week. They won’t need the extra help again until the ski season gets here.”“I see,” I said. “Well don’t work too hard. I better get back to the presentations.”“Sure,” she said with a grin. “I’ll see you around.”I didn’t give her comments any consideration until later that afternoon when I ran into her on the pool deck. She had taken the. " I'm not going to wear a woman's bathing suit," I said as firmly as Icould."Don't be silly, Shawn," she said. "Can you tell me what you're wearingunder your top and your shorts?" Huh? Oh! I forgot. I'm wearing, um, well, um, a bra and panties," Isaid."And what color are your bra and panties?" They're beige." I see, and wearing your beige bra and panties, strictly speaking, isthat any different from wearing this bikini top and bottom?"I lifted up the bikini bottom and the bikini top one at. At first she was mad that I had just left, but after re-affirming the fact that she was not in control, the tone with her letters changed.There were a few really fun days where I had her following orders and doing sexual things. They were really nothing, but having to finger her pussy at work in her shortest skirt and bra-less top was unheard of. She of course did these things I dreamed up. She would do anything.On the following Friday, during her lunch hour, I sent her a list of instructions..