Sunday, July 19, 2009

Lisa’s appointment! – A story by ParkerM – Plus 2 free surprise Picture galleries!

Today's story is a rather risque piece of spanking fiction which is set in a dimly lit basement room below a deserted office block. Inside the room a dozen or so well dressed middle aged gentlemen are seated in a semi-circle around a spot lit spanking chair. Upstairs meanwhile a rather naive yet pretty young 18 year old is sat in her office starring nervously at the clock…..Though the Author “ParkerM” does not posses the greatest literary skills I have seen, the content is both weird, imaginative and at times a little scary! Warning: This Stories topic is both spanking and sexual

Lisa Spanked It’s 6pm and the large towering office block is empty except for the occupants of a small dimly lit room below street level. A dozen or so well dressed gentlemen are sat in a circle of around a large leather comfy chair carefully arranged in the centre of the room.

The men talk excitedly between themselves while a younger man, dressed much more casually in jeans, loose shirt, waistcoat and dark glasses fiddles with a spotlight at the back of the room.

In a small office above, the only other occupant, a pretty blonde, sits nervously painting her nails whilst staring at a memo on her desk.

The Memo reads:

Dear Miss Smith

As you will know, the company has in it’s possession an incriminating security tape. You have been shown the content which initially would have warranted your instant dismissal and a private prosecution. The company and more importantly the board of directors have considered you’re pleas and reviewed your case and on this one occasion only are prepared to offer you an unconditional alternative punishment which if you agree will be administered as follows.

You will report to my private basement study at 6:30pm sharp on Friday 2nd January, there after you will receive obedience tutoring before being Spanked OTK (Over the knee) in front of the board of directors. A long hard bare bottom spanking I hasten to add

The purpose of this evening is primarily your punishment but you will be expected to say sorry and thank you during the evening, and I will assist and prompt you when needed.

Please sign the attached waiver and agreement document and return it to me before the end of the working day so that I can make arrangements and prepare the basement study.

M G Hudson

CEO

Lisa felt a pang of fear deep in the pit of her stomach. She glanced up at the clock. 6:10, brushing her long blonde hair for the fifth time and sub consciously topping up her perfume?

She swallowed as the minutes ticked by, slowly, agonisingly slowly, trying to take her mind off what awaited her in that horrible room. Her short skirt had ridden up to the tops of her thighs and she took the opportunity to straighten her stockings and refastening a crooked suspender belt. 

Finally, she rose from her desk, and smoothed the black skirt down, straightened her lime green jacket and sprayed yet more perfume. Her fingers were trembling as she picked a bit of lint off her lapel and entered the lift that would take her to the basement.

Exiting the lift she took the few steps towards the study door her high heels resounding loudly in the hollow hallway.

Taking a deep breath she pressed the intercom and waited nervously .

"Who is it?"

“It’s Lisa Smith sir”

“Ok, and remind me ….what are you here for?”

Lisa’s mouth went dry but she managed to spurt it out…..“A …..sp-spanking sir”

“I trust you have dressed precisely as instructed young lady?”

“Yes sir”

“Woe betides if you are NOT wearing the stockings and panties provide?”

The man smiled at his colleagues and friends then gave a mischievous wink

“Well?”

“Yes s-sir I am wearing them sir ”

“Good girl, you’d better come in then”

The pretty blonde enters the room, the door clicks shut behind her and stands fidgeting nervously in the sticky atmosphere

“Compose yourself young lady”

"Y-yes sir"

Lisa’s hands twist together and press seductively into the short black skirt where it stretches across her thighs

"Take a few steps forward so we can see you girl, and take a few seconds to reflect"

She nods and innocently twitches her pert slightly upturned nose and Hudson grips his rampant prick and wonders if her subconscious knew the significance of those words.

Feeling uncomfortable she steels a glance at the solitary hard backed chair that occupies the centre of the study and the men sat patiently around it and suddenly feels very sick when unannounced the room is cast into complete darkness before a switch is thrown and a bright beam of light picks out the chair in the middle of the room.

The man in dark glasses steps out of the shadows and taking the startled girl firmly by the arm, leads her towards the chair.

Lisa struggles to release herself

“Oh b-but Mr Hudson, I thought y-you were going to sp-spank me?”

“Oh no my dear, that would be most inappropriate, beside Mr Parker here is a professional Disciplinarian”

“Oh my god….Oh my god!!” the girl was virtually hysterical

Parker then spoke for the first time

“Calm down look at me and listen carefully, because I am a man of limited patience….understand?”

Lisa chewed on her bottom lip and then met is menacing glare “Yes……yes s-sir"!”

"Now then first things first…….THIS!... is my spanking chair young lady?"

“S-sir?"

“It’s where I sit to give you you’re spanking!”

“Oh god….I’m sorry, I-I’m s-sorry I didn’t th-think…….!”

“That’s right …..you didn’t think Lisa. If you had you would not be here…..ehh?”

The girl nodded

"Right,hands on your head young lady …..theirs a good girl"

“Now then, stealing is a very serious offence, isn’t it?"

"Y-yes...sir…….I’m sorry s-sir!"

"You have betrayed the trust that these fine men put in you, this is your chance to give something back"

“Mmmm err…yes-sir”

"Yes sir indeed”

"I am going to give you a sound spanking, young lady, perhaps that will teach you some sense of morality.

"Mmmmrn'”

“A hard BARE BOTTOM spanking is what is needed!”

“Don’t just nod girl…answer me properly!!”

“YES sir….sorry sir!”

Parker sat down “Oh you’ll be sorry alright, come here right now”

Lisa turned, her eyes slightly damp, and as she stumbled towards the man who turned her so that she was stood with her bottom almost in his face.

"Good girl now then keep your hands on your head my girl…. and push your bottom out"

"I -I ca-can't ...Oh please! th-this is awful..."

Parker stood up and taking her arm pulled her into the middle of the room with her back to the men

"Touch your toes Lisa!"

"Oh p-please I….d-don’t want t-to….?"

"All of these fine gentlemen have seen it all before girl. They are here only to scrutinize your punishment!"

“Hitch your skirt up!”

“Ohhhh, do I have to sir?”

“Want me to do it for you?”

The crowd became excited as they watched the reluctant teenager do what did not come natural and what a sight she was stood in just her stockings, high heels and panties as she watched Parker retrieve a wicked looking cane from a holdall behind the desk.

“Company rule 4471 states that all spankings must be scrutinized!”

"TOUCH YOUR TOES!"

Hesitate…. and I’ll take those little panties down too!”

“No…no…I will…..is this ok sir!

“Indeed it is!”

Bending in such a provocative way had drawn her panties into the deep divide between her bottom cheeks and stretched her suspender straps close to their limit, and so excited was one old boy he shouted out “Give her a good’n Parker old boy!”

“Gentlemen, I would respectfully ask that you keep such remarks to yourself, I need to get young Lisa ready for you, and that will not help that end!”

“Sorry old boy” said the errant director

"Now then young lady!" Parker rested the tip of the cane against Lisa's tightly clad bottom and run it up and down the out swell

"We must get get a few things straight" tap! tap!

“B-but I thought you were going to spank me s-sir!”

“Oh I am my girl” Parker smiled “But this very short demonstration is so you know what will happen if you do exactly what I tell you”

"If you behave yourself tap! tap!”

"And be a good little girl" tap! tap!”

"A HARD bare bottom hand spanking will be quite sufficient?"

"Mmpphh..yesss….I’ll try"

The girl twisted her head around with pleading eyes and Parkers prick twitched

"Hmmm, well trying just won’t do I’m afraid!"

Parker raised the wicked looking cane high in the air and taking careful aim zipped it down across the girls bottom

"OUUCHH….Oouuwwaaa..OOHHAAhhannaa..Mmhhpphh….owww that stings oh god !" Lisa shot up, both hands clutching her bottom

“Stand up straight, hands on your head …NOW!”

“Good, now then” I’ve just decorated this sexy bottom with a nice red stripe” Parker stroked the wicked red weal with one finger and then squeezed

“Owhaa…d-don’t do….”

“I am quite happy to make it twelve”

“NO!….please….. NO!”

"Well let me be quite clear…..THAT is the alternative..yes?"

"Understand?"

"Yes Oowwaa...Y-yes…Owmppphh...I'll be good I p-promise....!"

Parker carefully placed the cane on his desk and sat back down in his chair

"Come here then girl"

The snivelling teenager obeyed immediately curiously straightening her hair and blushing unashamedly    

“Take your skirt right off …...quickly”

Lisa’s fingers quickly unzipped her skirt and gently eased it down her thighs and let it drop around her ankles.

"Now then, compose yourself'

Parker chided the half naked trembling teenager

"Put your hands on your head and push your bottom out!"

"That’s a good girl ....push it out!"

"Are you beginning to understand Lisa?"

The girl flicked her tongue across her lips and let out a frightened sigh as Parkers hand stroked and squeezed her bottom through the soft cotton panties

"Ah...yes sir ...ohhwa!"

"Good ...now then .... close your eyes girl and relax your bottom understand?"

"Y...yes…oh sir!"

Parker traced the line of her tan coloured suspender belt around the stockinged vee at the top and then his fingers slipped deftly between her thighs.

“For the next couple of hours or so this bottom belongs to me and my fine guests…I do hope you understand?”

Lisa whispered a resigned “Yes sir!

"When I am finished down here young Lady ...your going to get your spanking ...understand"

"Ahhhmmmm..Y-yes sir…..oh….b-bu!"

"Understand!"

"Gulpp! ...... ssss-sir ....ohh... please don't!"

"Steady now" he comforted his fingers prodding the warm wad of cotton that padded her young pussy. Finding a tell tale stickiness there that excited him…..

“We will have to deal with this later …..won’t we young lady?”

“Err wh-what…b-but…”

“WON’T WE YOUNG LADY?”

“Yes…yes but…not here sir…”

"When I've finished spanking this big bottom, you WILL say sorry?"

“Oh…..god!”

“It’s all in private young lady…..no one will know”

“B-but what about …..th-the.”

“Oh I don’t think they’ll mind” He chided “Would you prefer the cane then girl?”

“NOOOO…Oh…that’s not fair…”!

“I’m not here to be fair, I’m here to give you your punishment”

“So it’s a nice hard spanking…..and then we’ll deal with this other little matter…….is that agreed?”

"Yes ....s-sir ...... gulpp!"

Parker smiled and reluctantly removed his fingers

"Keep you eyes closed girl ....bottom pushed out"

A little nod "Sir!" prompted her and Parker stood up and she flinched as his fingers toyed with her belly bar

“Right, I’m going to give you a warm up spanking, Lisa nodded miserably.

"Yes, sir," she whimpered.

"Very well, then." Parker took the girl by the hand and pulled her down across his lap and when she reached the floor and looked to her right side she could see the ring of shoes and trousered legs. Parker raised his right knee and elevated bottom even higher and she new those horrible men could see everything

"Please..." she moaned “I d-don’t like this”

Do you have any idea how disappointed we are in you, young lady?"

Lisa gritted her teeth and swallowed the lump in her throat suppressing a guilty whimper.

Parker ran his hand over her panty-clad bottom, and then quickly slipped her panties down to the tops of her thighs.

“No…Oh please don’t take my pants down…… please!”

The girl shivered visibly as her bare bottom was paraded to the crowd and Parker delivered the first sharp stinging slap.

“Owaah” the girl squealed struggling and splaying her stockinged thighs to the delight of the onlookers.

More spanks reigned down in quick succession and the girls bottom wobbled in and out of shape whilst visibly turning pink

"Oh, please..." she whined “Please n-not so hard!"

“This is just a warm up young lady”

The spanking continued with three hard stingers landing on each cheek

"I'm sorry, sir!" she said quickly. "Please, sir..."

“You will be girl, you will be girl!”

Parker smiled and squeezed her bottom

“Stand up!”

Lisa struggle to her feet with tears in her eyes and stood furiously rubbing her bottom

“Take your top of NOW….we want to see your tits!”

The girl released her hands from bottom rubbing duty and slowly unbuttoned her green top and handed it to the waiting Parker

"Good girl!"

Parker slipped his fingers under the straps of Lisa's lacy white bra and cupped her young tits as she tried not to meet his gaze her eyes wide and innocent flickered tentatively as he took each nipple between thumb and forefinger and casually rolled them gently between

"Does that feel good Lisa?"

“Look at me girl!”

She raised her head to meet the old mans questioning stare

"Errr...yess...sir" she said in an embarrassed tone, not wanting too….. but the mere presence of that cane incentive enough  

"...Bu-but we mustn't"

"Shhhh....girl….it will be our little secret"

"Yes s-sir …I really am sorry…Bu..!"

“Shush girl…..SPANKINGS are for saying sorry”

“THESE are for saying thank you….yes?”

“Y-yes” having her tits played with while those men watched was almost worse that the spanking. At least she could hide her face down there

"And you will need to thank us properly Lisa, do we understand each other young lady?"

"Err…I d-don’t know s-sir"

Parker gave the girls tits a final squeeze and then sitting down pulled her back across his knees her bare bottom sat up and he cupped and squeezed the cheeks and ran his palm down her thighs to the tops of her stockings.

The young blonde stole a peep at her tormentor as she tried to anticipate the first spank and he smiled and contented himself with the process of playfully patting the her glorious bum and watching her cheeks nip and clench each time she felt him raise his hand.

"Please" the little word, thin with the tension of nervous anticipation, falls from her lips as she turns her head and darts unhappy glances around the room. There, in the shadow beyond the pool of light in which her bottom is so cruelly displayed she can see only the shapes of the seated watchers. Parkers voice woke her up!

“Arch your back….. and push this big bottom SMACK! SMACK! up” he orders and as she obeys his fingers fiddle with her pants and suspender belt, a fastidious act of final preparation for a show so eagerly awaited.

Her perfume lingers in the warm night air and between her crudely offered cheeks her soft petal lips are swollen and seemingly aroused

Someone coughs in a stifled sort of way: another shuffles his feet, a chair creeks somewhere in the ring of shadow around her and her very naked and exposed bottom.

The first firm spank of many arrives, placed with deliberate aim to connect with the tender underside of her right buttock, her stifled squeal is greeted in the shadows by an electric silence, alive with the thrill of expectation about to be satisfied.

Lisa’s young bottom twists desperately on Parkers lap, his aching member prods her wriggling thighs and she twists around and gasps her eyes searching for forgiveness the sound of a zipper in the crowd startles her and she twists around and tries to focus once again on those that have been invited to watch

"Keep watching girl?" Parker teased as trousers and pants were hurriedly settled around several pairs of ankles “Stay up on your toes and keep these legs nice and wide!”

“OH…Oh nooo what are they doing….please noo”

“It’s all part of your punishment young lady…think of it as giving something back!”

“Understand!”

“Pheeww y-yes s-sir!”

SPANK! "Ouchhwa" SPANK! ..."Ouch" SPANK! "Ohnnah" SPANK!

..."Oucha ....it st-stinggss" SPANK! ..."Ohhhhucha"

"That's what spankings are supposed to do girl!"

SPANK! "Ohhhouch" SPANK! ..."Ouchh" SPANK! "NaOah" SPANK!

..."Oucha ....pleeas" SPANK! ..."Oucha"

"Please st-stop!" SPANK! "Ouuwaach! I...I'll be good now!" SPANK! "Sure you will!" SPANK! "Ouchhh!" Spank! spank!

Parker strokes her hot bottom cheeks, now etched with his trade mark palm prints and quivering invitingly. A suspender strap springs clear, escaping its clasp and flaps untidily around her stocking tops, he squeezes hard, she kicks out and loses a shoe in the process.

All eyes were drawn too that spot between her milky thighs, and Parkers cock twitches and signals the time is right to utter those hallowed words.

"Legs apart my girl!"

"NO!... noo ... pl-pleaasse d-don’t noo…I do... don't want you to"

Parker raised his hand and landed two stinging spanks in quick succession

“OWWAH….Ow….ow.ow…ok.ok!!

“That’s better….nice and wide and push your bottom up!”

Lisa could hear the panting onlookers and a steeling a glance through the improving light revealed her worst fears as hands worked busily in the salty sweaty atmosphere around her perked up bottom.

“I’m just going to pull these pretty panties back up”

“Let me ….goooo.oh!

“Steady!……compose yourself!”

“You are about to make some old men very happy young lady!”

"Oh ....bu..but....I'm eighteen….I d-don’t wan….!"

“And very cute you are too!”

“But my friends get really excited when I take your panties down so……”

As Lisa started to kick and struggle Parker slipped his fingers between her legs into the waistband of her pants and slowly started to ease them back down over her quivering bum, the youngster hiccupped and sucked in breath as her cheeks felt the cool evening air once again and the undivided attention of the VIP’s.

Parker had always considered that the act of taking a young girls pants down was still the most pleasurable part of the whole spanking process, but this was the most moving experience he could remember, a highly sexual experience for him as he continued to ignore her feeble kicking protest and gently and very slowly stripped away the thin cotton gusset.

“Oh m-y G-god….oh my g-god w-what are you doing Oh please!” ….

Soft pink petaled lips glistened and sparkled in the warm air of the study and the old boy took his time settling her defunct panties around the tops of her stockings for the last time that evening.

“Very nice, all smooth and what have we here?”

“Ohhhh nooo please sir….th-they’re my piercings”

“How sweet….are you comfortable?”

“NO!”

“SPANK!”

“OWW……Owwwwaah!”

“NO SIR!”

“No sir!”

“Now I suggest you make piece with the carpet because YOU are going to be down there for sometime young lady, while on the other hand this big bottom of yours is going to be up HERE!”

“Now then spread your legs and push this big bottom right up in the air!”

“Spank!”....”Owwww ok…ok!”

“This part is called entertaining the troops girl….and entertain them you certainly will…unless of course you’d prefer my CANE!”

“NOOO….noo!...Oh….I’ll be g-g-good….pl-please don’t cane me!”

Parker palmed the youngsters burning bottom cheeks and tightened his grip around her waist to keep the struggling teen in the perfect position while his fingers gently nestle in the warm wetness pouting between her silky thighs ignoring her breathy protest as she turns and dares to seek his attention. The room is suddenly filled with the scent of spearmint gum, and honey laced perfume plus some very strange noises from the circle of chairs.

The girl tries to shut out the strained sounds that have been heightened by her crudely elevated bum….a bottom offered up and ready to do almost anything to avoid the cane that still rests menacingly on his desk

Parker senses she is close, his hand sinks into the valley between the dark nylon stocking tops and the sweeping under curve of her magnificent bottom his fingers urge them still further apart her hand reaches back but with a few whispered words of encouragement she pushes up on her toes and lets him rest his middle digit in the silken folds. His finger works noisily in the warm stickiness . . the girl gasps sucking in air her head is swimming as Parker locates and strokes the stiff button, immediately her legs straighten and stiffen and she digs her toes into the carpet as she loses control ... two pink pussy rings glisten and sparkle and she knows, as all around her do that something is about to happen, the poor girls first orgasm will not be a private affair but shared with him ....and some very, very lucky VIP’s.

"Come on girl" his voice echo's from far away… he fingers her noisily stroking and urging expertly keeping her on the edge. It’s a cruel act of self indulgence designed to please his paymasters whilst satisfying his own weird perversions.

Parker looks towards the excited crowd …“Save yourself gents ……there’s a lot more to come yet” his words are lost on the girl who is deep in swirl of sexual fulfilment so close yet so far denied, her breathing becomes erratic and she starts to moan involuntarily. He seizes her moment of dizziness to deftly unclip her bra, her heavy tits spill out freely to join the show, the flesh firm and ripe and tipped with strawberry aerosols and hard buttoned nipples.

Parker smiles and sinks his middle finger up deep into her clit his thumb presses into the folds of hot pulsating flesh just above and as she arches her back and ...spreads her thighs still further apart.... suspenders taut to breaking point and swimming in a never ending breathless state the grateful teen spils a creamy whirl of honey dew on his tormenting digits.

Parker left her perched on his aching digits as a whirring video camera captured the moment then with some reluctance he removed them, stroking and gently patting a stockinged thigh in satisfaction as the beautiful Lisa lay limp and spent across his knees.

"I....I..don't want...i...mean!" her hand reaches innocently between her legs to protect her shame ...

"When I've finished spanking you young lady ...!"

"Bu ..but" you’ve already sp-spanked me ….please no m-more”

SPANK!

"Ooucccch....ouuuchwar”

SPANK!

Parker paused….. his cock pressing urgently against her thighs

"Th-that bloody hurt n-no more... please!"

"I'll be the one to decide that!"

"Be a good girl and I’II finish you off with just ...a dozen!"

"K" she whispers sulkily

"Push your bottom up then!"

"Ahhhmmpphh....umppphh!”

"More"

"Ohh ... .1 cant get it any higher ... .please"

"I'm waiting!"

“Oh pl-please….this is awful”

Unashamedly holding his trouser leg for support Lisa manages once again to push her trembling buttocks the all important inch or so higher and prepares to receive the last part of her spanking

"Good girl....see...you can do it if you want"

"Like ….I have a choice”

“Be very careful young lady…..don’t get cocky with me!”

"Now then keep this naughty little bottom right there whilst I finish your
spanking understand?"

"K"

"We'll conclude with twelve stingers, but if you fail to keep your bottom presented for me ....we will start again?"

"Oh b-but!"

"Understand!"

SPANK!

"Ouuch....y-yes!"

"Concentrate!"

"K"

"And count each one?"

"K"

“Legs nice and wide and Bottom up high”

“K”

“What have you got to say to my friends, who have had to sit through your retched display?”

“Well!”

SPANK!

“I-I’m s-sorry!”

“Good girl….now then”

SPANK!

"Ouch ...one sir!"

SPANK!

"Ayahh....two s-sir!"

SPANK!

“Ohhwaaaaa.,Christ that stings …please three sir!"

SPANK!

"Ouchh! ... .four sir!"

SPANK! "Ahhhhyaa ...that fucking hurts!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! "OUCCHHHHHH!"

"They don't count"

"Oh..But.."

"That is not the language befitting a young lady!"

"Push your Bottom up young lady"

"Ohhh....s-sorry....don't start a-again sir.... please I'll be good"

"Compose yourself then"

"Y-yes I promise"

!SPANK

"Naaahh! Five..ooucha!"

SPANK!

"Ouwwaouwwa!

S-six sir!"

SPANK!

"Ouuw! Phewwwww!...seven sir ....seven!"

SPANK!

"Ouw...ouw...! eight sir!"

"Four more to come Lisa?"

"Yes s-sir ...pheeww!"

"Then we'll deal with one or two other matters?"

"Yes Lisa?"

"Errr Mmmphhahh...yes sir…if we must!"

“Yes indeed young lady” “Gotta keep the troops entertained haven’t we now”

SPANK!

“Haven't we?”

"Ouuuwaaa....n-nines-sir…..Yes Sir!!! Owwwa

SPANK!

“Owaa Owah..oouhh ..ten ....sir!"

SPANK!

"Oucchhhhh!....eleven s-sir!"

"One more young lady?"

"Phewww y-yes ...s-sir....n-not too hard ....please ..”

"Push it up then girl!" Parker coaxed in full control, and then landed the last and hardest spank of all

SPANK! "Ow…Ow Ouccchha...ohhhaa...ayhha....twelve s-sir"

“Stand up girl!”

“Yes….Oh err please sir?”

“Well?”

“Can I pull my panties up s-sir!”

“No…..you may not”

"Go and stand in the corner young lady, we are going to take a little time out from proceedings”

Lisa pouts and sighs “Yes sir” then shuffles awkwardly into the corner

“Stand up straight girl, put hands on your head….. and push your bottom out!”

The VIP’s sat almost mesmerized feasting their eyes on Lisa’s spank stained bottom, framed deliciously by the suspender straps and the darker band of nylon stocking tops

“Look at me girl”

“Sir?”

“Are you sorry now Lisa?”

“Yes sir….really sorry, I won’t do it again, I promise”

“Good, then it is just a matter of your saying “thank you” and in a few minutes you most certainly will say a very special thank you. I do hope you understand young lady?”

Parker smiles and the trembling blonde nods tentatively her face streaked with dry tear stains

“Come along then Lisa!”

THE END

Author: ParkerM

Artwork: My thanks to the great Waldo

Note1: This was just the first part of this story, the second part see’s the hapless Lisa expressing her gratitude to the VIP’s in a number of different ways and is a pure sexual fantasy and non spanking. I felt it was sufficiently of topic to omit it.  

Note2: If you enjoyed ParkerM’s story please leave your comments good or bad

Please find below links for two picture galleries. I have hand picked these two sexy and spankable young blondes, both of which would look a real treat bottoms up and panties down across Parkers knee! :)

Bonus: Here is the link to gallery1. Mellissa

Bonus: Here is the link to gallery2. Nicca

Friday, July 10, 2009

SPANKING MANDY

Here’s a pleasant little tale about a rather gullible young office girl who can’t seem to keep her hands out of the petty cash till. Summoned to her bosses office one evening she is given a choice of two alternative punishments.The accompanying picture is snapshot of the action towards the end of the story. I have also included a link to a picture gallery featuring a rather naughty Secretary going otk for a spanking. Please enjoy!    

Mandy Spanked “Mandy, could you pop into the office before you leave…” The intercom buzzed annoyingly as Mandy struggled on with her coat. It was already 5.20 and she was keen to get off home. She pressed the intercom button on the phone and answered. “I am just off Mr. Ruadh, can’t it wait till tomorrow?” The quick response rang alarm bells in Mandy’s head. “I don’t think this will wait Mandy, and if you want to be working here tomorrow I suggest you get yourself in here!” She felt a sudden surge of anxiety, his tone made her feel like a naughty schoolgirl, summonsed to the Heads Study. “Alright, I’ll be there in a minute.” She took her coat of and sat back in her chair, surveying the desk in front of her.

She had been summonsed to Mr. Ruadh’s office before. She had been there often enough through the call of her secretarial duties. It was these last minute requests, just before she was going to leave for the evening. It meant that there would be no one around to hear her get a bollicking from the boss. However the last time she had made this visit there had been no doubt in her mind about the boss’s real intentions. He was always following her around, the dirty old bastard. He had given her a written warning last time, for stealing from the petty cash tin. Mandy had taken the money, she had been pretty stupid to think she wouldn’t get caught. At the time Mandy didn’t know that Mr. Ruadh checked the receipts. She had taken about £80 over a period of six weeks, which wasn’t a great deal by any standards.

Mr. Ruadh had lectured her at great length on that occasion, going on about how he would give her a second chance, better not let it happen again, pull your socks up, and so on. All the while she had sensed that there was some underlying desire on the part of her Boss. Assuming that this was just a typical male lust for her body she had played up to him, flirting, yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir. Afterwards she had a good laugh about it over a drink with some friends. Mandy though she could do a passing imitation of the old man.

Now some six months later she was being summonsed again. As she sat surveying the office in which she worked she started to feel nervous at the prospect of dealing with this situation. If he suspected then she could try and bluff her way out, act coy and flirty. It had got her off the hook last time. On the other hand it could be an entirely unrelated matter, nothing to do with her continued siphoning off of the petty cash. He couldn’t know this time. She had been too clever, deliberately and carefully adding receipts. Admittedly these receipts had been forged from a book, stolen from her boyfriend’s business. How could he know?

She got up and strode down the corridor composing herself, practising in her mind her ‘butter wouldn’t melt in my mouth’ routine. Knocking once on the boss’s office door she entered. He was sat behind his desk over which were scattered accounts records, receipts and calculations scrawled onto rough paper. He looked up at her and motioned her to take a seat, her usual seat when taking dictation, a hard backed chair to one side of Mr. Ruadh’s desk. He allowed her to sit and then addressed her in an acusationary tone. “You’ve been stealing from petty cash again Mandy!” She froze, she couldn’t help feeling that he knew, that she couldn’t bluff her way out. “I don’t know what you mean.” These words sounded as false and hollow as they felt for her as she realised that she had been caught fair and square. “Don’t lie to me!” He bellowed, shocking her into sitting up straight with fear at this sudden outburst. “Do you think I am stupid?” “No sir.” He tossed a handful of receipts onto her lap. “Take a look at those.” She picked at them, they were the receipts from her boyfriends business. She tried to think how he had worked it out. The receipts were foolproof. “Over £600 of receipts for stationary Mandy, all brought from a shop that sells ironmongery and hardware.”

Here heart sank, she hadn’t thought he might check on the shop. He was such a pedant though, a stickler for detail, she should have known. “Last time we discussed your stealing you assured me that it would never happen again.” His eyes bore into her and she felt increasingly small. “You told me that it was an oversight, a mistake. And I chose to give you the benefit of the doubt Mandy.” He continued. Struck dumb by the complete obviousness of her complicity to steal from the company she just sat, shivering slightly with… guilt, fear, regret, and anger at herself for getting caught.

“He stood and walked around to her side of the desk, perching himself there. He tried to catch her eye with his gaze. “Have you got anything to say girl?”

“I don’t know what to say.” Came the timid reply. “This isn’t a case of oversight Mandy, this is fraud, the Police will have to be involved. You will most definitely get the sack and I think it is unlikely you will get another job with a Police record. Especially in a small town like this.” She looked up at him, pleading. “I am so sorry Mr. Ruadh, I don’t know why I did it...” Then she turned on the tears, actually she did feel like crying, but it was the predicted effect on her boss that really motivated this salty flood.

It seemed to work. He leant over and held her arm softly. She felt slightly sick at the thought of what was to come next. Mandy assumed he was going to try and blackmail her into sleeping with him. Glancing at the door Mandy thought about just running out, leaving now!Mr. Ruadh tightened his grip on her arm, firmly but not hard. As if anticipating her thoughts. He whispered into her ear. “Don’t worry Mandy, I am not going to call the Police, I am not even going to report you to the company.” She tried to free her arm and he let go, moving back to his perch on the desk. He seemed relaxed about the situation, where as Mandy felt a sense of panic. “I’ll scream if you touch me!” He raised his hands in a gesture to calm her. “Just hear me out.”

He looked at her for an answer. When none came he continued. ““Look you are in a difficult situation, but I can offer a solution to this problem. One that means whatever happens this evening, it will never leave this office. Complete confidentiality.”

“So if I fuck you, I get to keep my job!” Sarcastic, bitter words. He seemed surprised and laughed a little. “No I think you misunderstand, I am not trying to sleep with you, though I have to say, I wouldn’t say no if I got the offer.” An almost laddish lear to his voice. “I am not trying to seduce you. I have something else in mind.” “What do you mean?” Mandy was relieved on one hand, but on the other feeling slightly put down. “You see I don’t think you can help it. The stealing I mean. It’s a compulsive thing.” This did strike a note with Mandy. “You will have to be punished of course.” Of course thought Mandy. “You’ve been a very naughty girl Mandy, you will have to be punished.” Repeating it Ruadh walked to the centre of the room and beckoned her to him. “Come over here Mandy.” She felt rather mesmerised by his voice, firm and commanding, but not angry.

Mandy stood and moved over to stand in front of the man. “What are you going to do then.” She offered. “I am going to spank you Mandy, a knickers down, over my knee hard spanking. She felt a little shocked at the thought of being spanked by him. “Have you been spanked before Mandy?”

“Well only once when I was little girl.” He was standing right in front of her now, face to face, slightly invading her personal space. Unconsciously she tried to pull back “Do you remember it?”

“Yes, it stung like hell.”

“And do you remember why you were spanked?” Mandy though for a moment then answered. “I got spanked for stealing from my mothers purse.”

“A lesson that still hasn’t been learned it seems.” He was very close now, she held her hands up between them, to keep them apart. He lay his hand on her hip and gently felt around to the cheek of her skirted bottom. Squeezing slightly, just pulling her towards him a fraction. Mandy gasped at the assault and stepped back. He didn’t follow.

“Yes Mandy, I think a good spanking is what you need and that is what you are going to get.” He pulled up the chair on which she had been sitting and sat straight-backed in the centre of the room. She looked at him as though he was mad. Holding out his hand to her he beckoned. “Come on Mandy across my knee. You know that it has to be done.” Zombie like she held out her hand to his, drawn to him, feeling weak at the knees. Mandy found it hard to believe this was happening. She wanted to scream and run away. But wasn’t this an easy solution, she would keep her job, and she had been naughty, she should be punished.

He drew her to his side, and holding her hand began his lecture. “I am going to punish you Mandy, I am going to take down your knickers and spank you until you fully understand what happens when you steal from people who trust you. Is that understood?”

“Yes Mr. Ruadh.” Eyes down, embarrassed, but perhaps feeling slightly excited at the prospect of being spanked by her boss. She had never given him a second glance before, but now he seemed confident, attractive to her despite his age. “Now bend over my knee.”

In a dream she knelt down and pulled her self across his thighs, as she did so he pushed down at the small of her back, forcing her stomach into contact with his lap. He pulled at first one arm and then the second, forcing them into position behind her back held firm with his left hand. She could feel the other hand gratuitously squeezing and groping her behind through the cotton of her skirt.

The skirt was zipped at the side and this slide down with ease. As he pulled the skirt down she was forced to thrust her hips at him so the material could be removed, revealing tan tights with white knickers showing through. Clutching the tender flesh of Mandy’s soon to be spanked bottom.

Now he worked at her tights, rolling them down one bit at a time working from one side to the other. Until they lay half way down her thighs. That left her cotton panties, Ruadh gazed at the sight before him, drinking it all in. He let his hand run over Mandy’s delectable behind squeezing and pinching her flesh. When he took down her knickers he did so with care, as though peeling a ripe fruit. Carefully caressing her skin, the white band of cotton was adjusted so that it felt tight around the top of her thighs. The gusset, still high up between her legs.

Mandy was breathing sharply now, partly because of the position she found herself in, partly in anticipation of the rain of sharp smacks to come. His grip on her arms tightened and she felt his right arm draw back. Mandy drew a breath and tensed. Her bottom presented for punishment.

As she lay across his knee, waiting for that first smack she felt a strange excitement. Almost as though she really wanted this. To be punished. As he prepared to chastise her bottom, gently stroking the naked flesh she felt an unusual longing surge deep into the pit of her stomach. The humiliation of being in this position was too much for her, she wanted to cry, but at the same time she know knew with a certainty that this is what she needed. A good hard spanking.

Mr Ruadh started to smack her, lightly at first, stinging the flesh and making her wriggle with discomfort. With each spank Mandy “oohhd” and “owwwed” like a naughty girl who had never been spanked before. “Don’t make so much fuss young lady” insisted Mr Ruadh as he firmly pushed her into position. Now the spanking started in earnest, each stroke leaving a red mark on alternate cheeks. As he hotted up the pace so Mandy’s protestations increased. She wriggled and danced about across his knee almost falling off at one point. Mr Ruadh just held onto to her tighter and spanked her harder until she yelled out at every smack.

”You are a little baby Mandy, even my daughters can take a harder spanking than this”! He stopped spanking her and began to caress her sore bottom. “You know that you deserve to be spanked, don’t you”?

Mandy did not reply but could not help thinking that he was right. Mandy lay across his knee wishing he would stop stroking her bottom in such a lascivious manner. Every time he did this it just made that tingling sensation in her stomach grow and grow. “Well young lady, have you given some thought as to why you are being spanked”. She didn’t answer and Mr Ruadh applied a half dozen hard slaps to her posterior as encouragement.

“Well, I am waiting for an answer”!

Mandy mumbled something about how she was really sorry, and that it would never happen again.

“Get up” ordered Mr Ruadh. Mandy picked herself up from his knee and stood before him rubbing her bottom. Her ankles tangled up in her skirt, knickers and tights wrapped around her legs. “Are you ready to confess all your misdemeanours Mandy”? She looked at him through tear stained eyes and nodded. “Are you ready to apologise for your behaviour Mandy”? She nodded again and acknowledged his demands with a meek “yes sir”. Mr Ruadh stood up and turned the chair he had been sitting so the high back faced her. “Are you ready to thank me for your chastisement Mandy”?

She looked at him again and saw the determination in his eyes. This sent a shiver through her, this man dominated her, made her feel small and weak. Mandy had never felt like this before. Nor could she ever have imagined being in a situation like this. But now it had happened, now she had been forced to submit to his will, she couldn’t resist. She wanted more, to let go and have Mr Ruadh take control.

“Mandy, I asked you if you are ready to thank me for your punishment”! She awoke from her revere and before she could help herself replied “If you think I am going to thank you then you can fuck off”! She shocked herself, but it had the effect she desired. Mr Ruadh took on a look of sternness, though she could see that behind this apparent act of disciplinary strength he was excited at the prospect of punishing her further. He grabbed at her hair holding it in a bunch behind her neck and pushed her towards the back of the chair. “Bend over the chair and hold the legs if you know what’s good for you”. She stumbled forward and tipped over the chair so her stomach took the wait of her body. He continued to hold her in place, by pulling at her hair. Then he started to spank her again. Hard now, very hard. Each stinging slap across alternate cheeks. Though she still wriggled her shrieks had turned to gasps and groans. Tears streamed down her face as the spanking continued. Mandy hated the pain, and the discomfort, almost as much as she wanted more. She held on as long as she could while Mr Ruadh applied his right arm to her backside.

“Stop, STOP”! With determination she screamed and wriggled free from his grasp standing up. “That’s enough, that’s it you can stop now”. Mr Ruadh stood back with a satisfied look on his face. As tough he was the cat that had got the cream. Mandy clutched at her hot, stinging buttocks almost naked before him. Her face streaming with tears. “That’s enough”!

“Yes I think that will do Mandy”. Mr Ruadh replied to her protests. As she stood in his office rubbing her bottom he turned the chair around and sat before her. “Are you ready to apologise for you behaviour and thank me for you punishment Mandy”. She faced him and confessed “I am very sorry that I stole from you and I promise that it will never happen again….. I deserved to be punished for my behaviour….. thank you for spanking me”.

Satisfied with her response Mr Ruadh beckoned her to come closer and stand before him. “Now Mandy. I am going to ask you to stand in the corner for a few minutes while you think about the consequences of your behaviour. Is that alright”? As he spoke he adjusted her blouse so that it no longer hung loose now exposing her bushy quim to his probing stare. She instinctively held her hands over this sensitive area. Sat before her his eyes were at belly button height and he could see all he wanted to see.

“Hands on your head Mandy”. He was still firm and commanding in his instructions and she obeyed now exposing her self fully to his gaze. She could see him drinking in the gorgeous sight of her pussy and this increased the feeling of humbleness and humiliation. “Turn around” he intoned. Again she complied. Mr Ruadh took full advantage of the situation groping at her raw buttocks, stroking the backs of her legs.

This went on for about five minutes before Mandy was ordered to stand in the corner of the room. She complied and stood facing the wall, feeling a rising sense of excitement between her legs. “I am going to leave the room for a few minutes Mandy, I will expect you to be in this position when I get back”. He left Mandy to contemplate her feelings of arousal. She had never in her life expected to enjoy such an experience, but had none the less deeply enjoyed it. This made her feel confused. She felt almost cleansed, reborn, but without the burden of guilt. Calm in the knowledge that whatever she had done she had been properly punished for her misdemeanours.

Mandy wondered where he had gone. She could feel the heat of her bottom but did not dare take her hands of her head to soothe her burning bottom. She missed his caressing hand and wished he would come back and hold her. Mr Ruadh soon returned but not to hold or caress her. “You can go now Mandy”. He brusquely informed her. Mandy took her hands from her head and pulled up her knickers and tights. She retrieved her skirt and pulled it over her swollen bottom wincing slightly as she did so. “Well Mandy, I hope you have learnt a lesson and that I shan’t have to punish you like this again”. He watched her dress with a wicked grin. “No Sir”.

“Good, a girl your age should know better, perhaps someone should have given you a spanking earlier and you would not have never have got into this situation in the first place”.

“No sir, thank you sir”. She finished adjusting her clothing and wiped away the tears from her face. “Off you go then”. He cheerfully gestured at the door and Mandy scampered off leaving an extremely satisfied Mr Ruadh in the office.

Prologue

The next morning Mr Ruadh was surprised by an early knock at his door. It was Mandy. He beckoned her in. He looked slightly embarrassed. “Yes Mandy what can I do for you”?

“Its about last night sir”. He seemed even more nervous now, stumbling over his reply. “Well I think we can forget about …last …um…night… I would appreciate it if this was kept between ourselves….if you don’t mind……..”

“Its just that I know I deserved to be punished sir…” He interrupted “It won’t happen again Mandy…” “Well that’s just it Sir, I have been thinking, and perhaps I deserve to be spanked more often”!

The look of surprise on Mr Ruadh’s face almost exceeded the surprise Mandy felt now that she had said it. Laying awake overnight she had struggled with the confusion she felt about what had occurred the previous evening. But now she was firm in her resolve. She wanted to be punished, she needed to be punished. She wanted to be punished by him. Mr Ruadh considered this prospect for a moment and she could see him visibly relax. Yes perhaps he had over stepped the mark. But it was clear to her that they had both gained something from the experience. It was definitely something she wanted them to share again.

Mr Ruadh came around from behind his desk to where Mandy was standing. He reached for her hand and held it gently while he gave her a kiss on the cheek, running his free hand softly through her hair. “I am sure that something can be arranged Mandy. And by the way, thank you, for last night, I enjoyed it very much”.

Mandy smiled back “Just don’t leave it too long Sir, I can be a very naughty girl, and I might need to be spanked quite often”! She teased him, knowing that even though it had been her that had submitted to his discipline, she was the one now in control. It was after all her decision!

Of course Mr Ruadh did not leave it too long and a few days later Mandy was once again waiting nervously in his office.

When Mr Ruadh entered Mandy was already standing in the corner, facing the wall, trembling slightly in apprehension. After the first punishment Mandy had received from Mr Ruadh they had come to a mutually beneficial arrangement. This was to be her first voluntary visit to his office and though they had both talked about it first she was still nervous. It had become clear after her first visit across his knee that they both had an interest in corporal punishment. She had discussed the use of safe words with him and he seemed pleasant and trustworthy. The memory of that first spanking from him was still vivid in her memory. Secretly she hoped that he would spank her really hard though this thought caused the feeling of nervousness to grow and her stomach tightened. She wanted to submit, longed to let go of her all her achievement’s and frustrations. More than anything she wanted to be told what to do and made to suffer for her failures.

Mandy dare not look round, but she could hear Mr Ruadh in the room behind her. His eyes gazing at her. At last he spoke. “Mandy, you may come and stand in the middle of the room”. He pointed at the floor, she hesitated then complied politely. Mr Ruadh addressed her, a firmness in his voice which she hadn’t detected in their previous meetings. “You know why you are here don’t you Mandy”. She nodded assent. “Well I am going to lay down some ground rules for your behaviour while you are in the study is that understood Mandy?” She nodded again. “Mandy, lets get this straight right away, when I ask you a question I expect an answer, not a nod of the head, a proper answer”. She nodded her head again, not that she meant to, just that she had not quite caught up with the game yet. Mr Ruadh quickly reached round behind her and laid a sharp slap across her buttocks. “Awwow!” her hands where not quite quick enough to have stopped him. Her first smack.

“While you are being punished Mandy, you will address me as Sir, is that understood”? She replied “Yes”. As he raised his hand to slap her again she added “...Sir”.

“That’s better Mandy. I also expect obedience from you. Anything less than complete obedience will result in additional punishments. Is that understood”? This time she addressed him formally “Yes Sir”. “When I tell you to do something you will do it straight away with no fuss. While I am punishing you I expect you accept your punishment and you will also thank me for your punishment after I have finished”. He looked at her closely, she felt that he was working himself up into the strictest person he could possibly be and she started to tremble again, anxiety or anticipation. She could not tell which.

He stood away from her and pulled a chair over, placed it before her and sat down. His eyes at bellybutton height. She could see him drinking in the sight of her stood before dressed this time in her old school uniform. He had requested this especially. He eyed every contour of her body as it tried to burst through the ill fitting school blouse and plaid skirt. He was enjoying the felling of power over this woman. “You may take off your skirt and hang it up”. She unwrapped the school skirt and walked over to a table on one side of the room where she neatly placed it. “Now come back here”. He pointed at the spot on the floor where she had been standing before. When she had returned to the centre of the room he addressed her again. “In a few minutes Mandy I will take you across my knew, take your knickers down and spank you. Is there any reason why I shouldn’t”?

Mandy considered this question for a moment, well she couldn’t really complain, after all they had planned it this way. “Well”! He snapped, shocking her with the severity of his tone. “Ahh No...No Sir”.

“Mandy, when I ask you a question you will answer me. If you don’t want to do as your told I will have those knickers down quicker than you think”. He had risen from his chair and was now standing very close to her, invading her space. She felt as though she wanted to move away from him but as she did he advanced. Grabbing her arm “Stand still”. A hand slapped at her legs through the material of her white cotton schoolgirl knickers. The other hand holding her away from him so he could get a good reach. “Are you sorry for your insolence”. He stopped smacking her, but her reply was too slow and he resumed “Awwow ...yes I am sorry Sir”. Came the quick response.

He let her go and went back to the chair and sat down. “We have a lot of work to do Mandy and I will not stand for your insolence. You are here to be disciplined and I am going to discipline you. Now pull up your blouse so I can get a good look at you”. She just looked at him, this wasn’t supposed to be part of the game she thought, she wasn’t going to just pull up her blouse for him to see all at his leisure. This hesitation just made Mr Ruadh angrier though and he stood up again. “If you can’t obey me in a simple task like this Mandy I am going to have to use more severe methods”. His tone was forceful and commanding as he reached for her blouse and pulled it up high around her waist now clearly exposing her panties. “Put your hands on your head Mandy before I fetch my cane”! Cane she thought! “Yes Mandy my cane. If you can’t accept a simple spanking without turning it into a drama what do think it would be like to get the cane”? “You can’t cane me”.

“I can do exactly what I like with you and you will learn to accept it young lady. Now put those hands on your head”. Chastened she placed her palms on the top of her head and stood there feeling humiliated and embarrassed that he could now see her in all her glory. Mr Ruadh sat back on the chair and savoured the sight of her standing, breasts thrust out buttocks and thighs exposed.

“Now Mandy when I say, you will go to the corner of the room and stand like that facing the wall. While you are there you can think about what has brought you here, and why you are going to be punished. When I think you are ready I will expect a confession from you. I want to hear you tell me why you should be punished”. Mandy wanted him to get on with it and spank her but dare not say anything. “You may go to the corner now Mandy”. She sidled over to the corner of the room she had been standing in earlier. She stood hands on head a growing tingle deep in the pit of her belly. He didn’t need to touch her, as he sat in the chair behind her she could feel him mentally stroking the backs of her legs, her inner thighs, feeling her soft bottom through the cotton of her knickers. Soon she would be across his knee, soon she would feel the sting of his hand across her ripe flesh.....................

“Are you ready to be punished Mandy” she heard him say, “Well answer me girl”! She had no choice now, despite second thoughts the tingling deep into the pit of her stomach drove her towards the inevitability of her next words. “Yes sir”.

“Well come over here and stand before me Mandy”. She turned and dropping her hands to her side glided across the room towards him. She felt as though her legs hadn’t moved and now in his hand she could see a rather wide and thick leather strap. Mandy could barely stand before him, her knees weak at the sight of the strap and the though of what was about to happen. Mr Ruadh directed her to place her hands on her head again. His hands started to stoke her legs and slid around behind her to feel those soft buttock’s, playing with the elastic of her knickers.

She felt his hands grip her firmly and pull her closer to him so now she was standing between his legs. Paul Ruadh pressed his face against her smooth and beautifully youthful stomach, his tongue exploring her belly button. His breath, slow and deep as though he was drawing in every smell of her, immersing himself in her aroma. Those hands now pulled impatiently at the elastic of her knickers, rolling them around her thighs. His tongue followed into her pubic hairs and around the top of her pussy, hands now pulling her into his face.

Just as she started to feel her legs part for that probing tongue Mr Ruadh pulled away and turned her side on to him. Now she stood, still with her hands on her head, feeling the ecstasy of the moment. One hand groping her bottom, stoking and squeezing it. While the other slipped between her legs and explored her pussy. While Mr Ruadh played with her he explained what was to happen next. “I am going to give you such a spanking my girl…….. You will beg for mercy before I have finished with you….. I will have that bottom reddened and stinging….” Skilfully he manoeuvred her around to one side and Mandy tumbled across his lap, bottom up legs askew. He started straight away, slapping her with that leather strap. Each stoke harder, stinging, making her yell and dance. At each stroke her pussy got wetter. She could feel the weals growing across the red moon of her buttocks as she wriggled and tried to break free. He held her in place, applying more caresses with the strap. “Whap…slappp….whack….whap……”! The more she wriggled the tighter he held her and the more he spanked her until Mandy lay forlorn across his lap, the struggle finally beaten out of her.

Mr Ruadh stopped the punishment now and while she lay there sobbing he soothed her burning bottom with cool caresses.

“Would you like me to put on some cream” he asked? “Mmmhh please” Mandy replied. And that’s how she remained for the next few minutes, lying across his lap with tear stained face while Mr Ruadh gently and with care applied a cool lotion to her bruises. Once he had finished apply ointment to her buttocks his inquisitive fingers began to slip and slide between her legs and deep into her pussy, bringing her towards a climax . Mandy could feel his rigid member beneath her stomach and this made her want him more and more………………

I think you can imagine what happens next..........

THE END

Author Unknown

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