Executive Discovers Her Sub Side

I'm a female engineer that moved into management early in my career. In order to survive working in such a male dominated world I had to become one of the guys as best I could. I wear conservative business suits, learn as much as I can about football and basketball, and never say no to a lunch, diner or beers after work.

It suited my career well and I moved up the corporate ladder nicely. As a successful alpha female I convinced my husband to be the stay at home parent and work very little in order to support my career.

So when I took a new job to further my career as director of engineering at a large company, I was fully prepared for the fact that I was the only woman in a 6 person management team.

I was quickly "one of the guys." Lunch twice a week, Monday night football with the team, beers and wine whenever I had one pushed in front of me.

A few months into the job during a long lunch away from the office my boss suggested I should stop dressing so frumpy. Maybe some skirts instead of the boring suit pants.

I realized no one was making a sound at the table. All eyes were on me as he made this seemingly casual statement, and they were awaiting my reaction. Now there was two directions I could go -- as a strong independent modern woman who wouldn't stand for this obvious sexism.....or I could respond like one of the guys.

I didn't get where I was in the corporate world by being the Me-Too bitch. So I laughed at him and said "sure, I'll see what I have in the back of the closet." The rest laughed with him and we finished lunch. In reality I was seething mad and didn't say much the rest of the lunch.

The rest of the work day went by quickly and I drove home earlier than usual for me (only a 10 hour workday). I went home to a nice dinner cooked by hubby, watched some tv, and tossed and turned for much of the night. I woke up the next day and started dressing and preparing like I always do. As I was ready to head out the door something stopped me. I can't explain why or what it was, but I found myself digging into my closet for a skirt I've not worn for years. I slipped the slacks off and the skirt on.

As I walked into our usual morning management standup meeting I saw my boss smile at me and all the guys take a long look at my bared legs. This was how it began.

I found myself wearing a skirt of some sort to work every day for weeks after that, until at another long team off-site lunch the boss made another suggestion. "Why are you wearing those heavy ugly shirts all the time? You should think about being a little more free and comfortable." The table was silent for a few moments and then we all just went back to eating. I think they understood better than I did what was going on.

The following day I was wearing a tight revealing top that really got everyone's attention. I'd been hiding my 32DDD tits from day one and now they were on display!

Over the next couple months the "suggestions" kept coming in during our lunches. Heels, lipstick, perfume, hair made up nicer and not always in a bun. Basically a complete transformation of how I appeared. No longer the serious business suit wearing professional engineering manager, but closer to something you might see a bimbo secretary wear to work!

I was still naïve and a little clueless about what was happening, but learned latter every person at this company knew for a fact I was sucking and fucking the boss -- when in fact I never did once!

After he had me looking the way he wanted he started making wild demands of me that I just kept complying with. The month before he was fired (for completely unrelated reasons as far as I know), he told me to bring a bikini to work. This made me nervous, and every ounce of my being wanted to tell him no fucking way! But guess what?? I showed up to work the next day with my favorite 2-piece bikini in a bag.

After a couple hours in the office my boss came in and closed the door. He explained that we were having a company wide rally at lunchtime in the parking lot for morale. I'd be in the bikini in a dunk tank for the guys to take throws at! I was dumbfounded, but didn't protest yet again. I spent my lunch break in the parking lot during a cold January afternoon being humiliated and degraded with my big 32DDD tits exploding out of my wet bikini.

A few weeks later this was repeated with a cream pie throwing contest. I was again in the parking lot letting the men throw cream pies all over my almost completely naked body. If I only knew what everyone at the company thought of me!

Tim (my boss) was fired a few weeks later. To my knowledge it had nothing to do with me, but I couldn't say for sure. After he left I slowly converted back to my old ways over a few weeks time. That was 10 years ago and three jobs, and I've since remained my suit pants wearing conservative executive self.

I suppressed those memories and the thoughts that allowed me to behave in such a lurid way. After going into chat rooms and reading stuff on the internet I've since learned that a very successful executive alpha female like myself can in fact have a submissive side yearning to be used by the right kind of man.

The seed my boss planted in my head kept growing over these 10 years. I started remembering it and thinking about my behavior more and more. It eventually got to a point where I couldn't have sex or masturbate without thinking about what I did, and what I would have done if he wasn't fired and moved. Or if I managed to find another man who had a better idea of what to do with a woman like me once he discovered my dirty secret!