Hernando is getting out of hand, and there is nothing I can do. Since Mr. Preston promoted him to my position and Hernando (though he's 10 years younger than I and I got him the job there, requires me to call him "Mr. Juarez" now) is doing everything possible to humiliate me. Given I can't do without the job and would never get a good reference if I left, it's a nightmare.
I was nice enough to hire Hernando, help him in every way, and even rent him the basement apt. in my townhouse. Now I have this crummy desk outside his office, am required to wear a tanktop, gym shorts, and sandals, and at 5pm -- without being reminded -- I have to strip naked (sure the secretaries have left though there are a lot of guys still around). Hernando has told everyone in the office about my being moved down to the basement apt., get sent to bed with a 7pm curfew, and have to stay stripped naked when at home, on saturdays at the office, and on sundays when i clean the townhouse for hernando.
now at 5:30pm every day, i am told, i have to walk into hernando's office (stripped, of course) and just stand there with my hands on my head. then he decides -- based on how he evaluates my work for the day -- whether i go over his knee for a spanking. the guys manage to just happen to drop by around that time. hernando takes off the chastity belt and makes sure he jiggles my thing just enough to make it hard. i'm only allowed to ask for milking on fridays, and so far in the month this has gone on, he hasn't done it once yet.
mr. preston (the co. pres.) keeps telling everybody, in my presence, what a great job hernando is doing.
there's got to be some way out of this. and i'm counting on MMSA Stories readers to figure it out. i have to go now. it's 5:30pm. when i was 2 minutes late one day this week, hernando said he has a new punishment in store for this weekend.
christopher