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“Yes sir.”
“Remove it.”
She blushed immediately, but knew to comply. Lifting her skirt, she managed to pull away the panties from her hips with a quick tug, removing them without revealing too much of her private parts. She wasn’t sure if modesty really mattered, considering the fact he’d be baring her behind in a few minutes anyway.
With that task accomplished, her little white panties just a tiny spot on the floor, she looked up at him meekly.
“Bend over the desk,” he instructed.
It was the last she saw of his face and the spanker until the punishment was over. She closed her eyes tightly, too afraid to even look. Everything else that followed was straight from her daydreams.
Shelby felt his hands lifting her skirt. She felt the air on her bare skin, wondering all the while what he was thinking. Did he admire the shape of her bottom? Did this arouse him the way it was arousing her, the way the men in the spanking stories she read were aroused by the sight of a naked bottom? Did he have other designs for her, the same designs she had for him? She had the most exhilarating feeling of delight rushing through her. She almost smiled, she was so happy…
At least until the first smack hit. That first fierce blow jolted Shelby so much she was practically knocked from her feet.
“Oh, my god!” she shrieked.
The first smack was followed by an untold number of others, one right after the other. The burn, the sting, the heat, the pain…it was far more intense than her fantasies told.
“Oh, I can’t stand this!” she wailed, hoping he’d hear her woe and end it. But that wasn’t the plan. Mr. Harold was clearly in charge.
No matter how much she wiggled and wailed and jumped up and down, he kept up the spanking.
“Settle yourself, Miss Crandall, or this might go on forever,” he warned.
She gritted her teeth and tried to stop her dancing feet, but each new smack leveled on her bottom just made the whole horrible thing worse.
“Please no, please stop!” she cried over and over again.
After what seemed like a hour, though it was really only a couple minutes, Reggie slowed the pace, though he laid especially hard biting smacks on the center of her bottom, one right on top of another.
“Oh, god, please stop!” she wailed, and she slumped down so he couldn’t level the next smack on her burning behind.
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry,” she cried. “But please.”
Reggie stood back waiting.
Shelby worried that he wanted to begin again, but when she looked up at his placid face, she sensed he was finished, too. Gingerly rising to her feet, she faced her boss with a bowed head, admonished, embarrassed and thoroughly overcome.
“I suppose you’ll be more careful of your job performance. I hope the desire for spanking has finally been realized, and you
won’t be manipulating another confrontation. You got just the basics today. Anything further would be much more harsh. I’ve used a cane liberally in the past. But then, I’d like to give up this kind of theatre, Miss Crandall. My charity will not extend to another foolhardy escapade like the one this morning. Is that clear?” he asked.
“Absolutely, sir,” she replied.
“You may go now,” he said.
Shelby wasted no time getting to the door, but the minute she was there, she heard Reggie’s voice call her back.
“Miss Crandall,” he said.
“Sir,” she whipped around looking at his face. It hadn’t changed.
“Your panties?’
“Oh, yes sir,” she said, blushing. She quickly retrieved the fallen garment and made a hasty exit.
Leaving his office, Shelby tried not to be noticed. And to her surprise, the atmosphere outside Mr. Harold’s office was perfectly normal. Not one sidelong glance, not one stare or snicker.
