Spanking and Bondage
Moderate BDSM Bondage/BDSM Fetishes
Published
12 / 2006
AVAILABLE FORMATS: MSWord (DOC) PDF MSReader (LIT) RTF
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SYNOPSIS
This is the second story in the series of stories that focus around a small all girl college town.
A young manager is experiencing loss from shoplifters. A corporate expert is called in to help her get things under control. He introduce Julie (the young manager) to the use of corporal punishment as away to punish shoplifters and employees.
This is an extreme spanking and bondage tale.
EXTRACT
Julie started nervously trying to unbutton her paints. “Yes sir.” Julie had just pulled
her panties to her knees as Mr. Miller grabbed her by her arm and pulled her across his
knee. He wasted no time in turning her ass a bright red. His hand felt like steal against
her tender flesh. The more she struggled against him, the harder and faster he came down
on her bottom.
“Hold still.” He tightened his grip on her. “This is just a warm up. Your real lesson
begins when Mr. Wallace arrives.”
Julie started kicking so wildly she soon sent both of her pumps fling across her office.
At this point she didn’t really care about her dignity. She was more concerned that soon a
stranger would have the same bird’s eye view of her now flaming ass. “Please sir I’ll do
better.”
“I sure do hope so.” He reached between her legs and repositioned her over his lap. His
thumb briefly slipped deep inside of her wet cunt. He continued to spank her. “This is
just a warm up. I don’t have the time to properly give you what you deserve, but Mr.
Wallace will take care of that.”
She thought he would never stop spanking her. She was so embarrassed. She had never been
spanked before. The most she received was a quick smack on her bottom through her pants.
The tears were now flowing freely down her checks. Finally he released his grip and she
fell off his lap onto the floor. Her hands quickly found her ass. Her pants and panties
were down to her ankles. She didn’t even care that Mr. Miller had a clear view of her well
trimmed pussy.
Before she could think of getting dressed Mr. Miller reached down and in one motion
removed her pants and panties and threw them across her office. Julie now felt even more
exposed. She attempted to cover her pussy from his sight. Mr. Miller grabbed her by her
arm as he stood up, pulling her to her feet. He gave her four sharp and fast blows to her
ass. Julie rose up on her toes and tried to cover her ass, but with each stroke he
repositioned her just enough so her hands were never in the correct position to stop his
assault on her bare bottom.
“Starting today you will start dressing to reflect the clothing we carry.” Mr. Miller
started walking out of the office with Julie in tow. “You will no longer wear pants to
work. You will wear skirts. Is that clear?”
