Caught In A Spider's Web I Can't Escape From And Wouldn't If I Could

I am the HR supervisor in a company of a thousand employees. My job requires that I monitor sexual harassments among other duties. I prepare training which is scheduled so that all employees receiving training once a year (even during Covid which was virtual). I know the rules.

My boss is an aggressive old man who can't keep his hands off of me. He touches my pussy with his finger. He reaches around me from behind and cups my breasts. He kisses me on the lips. He has fucked me and when he does he tells me that I was born a bitch and I deserve to get fucked. He has tied pay and bonuses to cock sucking. Everything you are told is wrong he does with me. I have never had a complaint brought to me by any other women in the company. He touched my pussy in front of another female employee and forced me to tell him in front of her that my pussy was his and that he could fuck me whenever he wanted. He did this on purpose when i was trying to leave (that was before Covid).

I have used a sex therapist to help me understand why i bend to his will. Bottom line he has my number and I see myself as his. I took three weeks off to get some space and went with a friend (female) to Hawaii where her family lives. I called him everyday. I tossed and turned at night. My friend encouraged me to talk to these two guys we met at a bar and she was ready to have them take us with them. I didn't get in the car, the worst sense of guilt overcame me and stood my ground and said no. My friend didn't go either and we went back to her parents' to mope.

After these last eighteen months, at first having to be at home alone crying about not being with him, and later moving to an apartment closer to him I have had to accept that I am a pleaser and bitch that deserves what I get, al old man's fuck doll. I refuse to admit that I am in love with him, how could I? Love is not that. I know he has power over me and I am caught and I can't escape and I have to accept my fate. When he sees me he kisses me and grabs my behind and I put my arms around his neck because that is what he wants.

If I wasn't an HR professional I suppose I wouldn't know what I do. But what I preach I don't do, I suck the boss man's cock and get a pat on the head and give him pussy whenever he wants.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 12, 2021 at 7:54 AM

Been there, done that. You'll have to let it run its course. But it won't likely end up the way you want it.

I'm 48 now. Single and still cry sometimes over when he dumped me after 6 years of submitting to him. I was 33 then. 15 years later, I haven't had a boyfriend. I do go out get drunk and have one night stands. But nothing more since then. Who could replace him? He was everything I thought I ever wanted.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 12, 2021 at 8:41 AM

You are being abused. You need to start looking for a new job immediately and get out of there asap.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Aug 14, 2021 at 10:35 AM

My first job was full of sexual harassments. Since it was my first job I saw it as normal. The ladies room had a peep HOLES in it. When I brought it up to other women they basically explained 'boy will be boys, but watch out for the man-wolves.' I soon learned every woman here was a 'work wife' to someone they were not with outside. Most of the 'work husband's' were managers and supervisors. After all woman has to do what a woman has to do when living in a man's world.

I didn't know how much to believe all of this stuff. Everyone seemed to agree with the rumors but I never saw anything happening that was naughty, by anyone. The most I was exposed to was a lot of lewd comments questions and jokes. I knew I shouldn't, but I really liked most of the naughty talk.

While I never saw anything to support it, those rumors never stopped. I guess I wasn't pretty enough to have gotten dragged into that drama. I like to imagine it was a bit like the OP or 50 shades or something.

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