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txmedspanker86 -> Office Discipline (11/2/2014 6:34:56 PM)
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Tammy was sitting outside “His” office again for wearing the short black leather skirt which was
against company policy. Butterflies were flying around in her stomach as she waited the door to open.
This was the third time this month she had violated the dress code and Mr. Prince was not one to suffer
disobedience within his company. Her feet started to tap in rhythm with the clock; each passing second
caused the tension to build as she awaited her fate.
The door swung open and out strode, Mr. Prince. Tammy looked up and caught his eyes, but all
she could concentrate on was the sneer on his face. At 6’4”, Mr. Prince towered over her and at this
moment she wanted to be anywhere else but here. “Ms. Allen” he said “Please step in side and have
seat.” He followed her back into the room and she felt herself jump as the door clicked shut. She
watched him walk around his large oak desk and take a seat. He then leaned forward with his elbows on
the desk and fingers touching. Looking straight at her he began “Ms. Allen this is the third time this
month you have violated our dress code. By policy I should have you packing up your desk and escorted
out of this building.” Tammy looked up, the butterflies seemed to have tripled in her stomach, “I..I don’t
want to lose my job, sir. I like working here and I am good at what I do.” Mr. Prince held her gaze a full
30 seconds before responding. Such eyes she had, full of life and intelligence he thought. “I have looked
at your employee file Ms. Allen and the only reason you are not out the door is that your immediate
supervisor is very impressed with your work to date and is looking to promote you. I however; cannot
have one of my employees flaunting the rules.” He let that sink in a moment and then asked her “Do
you wish to stay employed with us?” “Yes sir, I do.” she replied and shaking her head.
“You realize I cannot let three violations go unpunished, the other employees would think
discipline has gone right out the window if I do.” Tammy just nodded, not sure what to say at this point.
“As you are dressed more like a school girl then a businesswoman, I feel some sort of corporal
punishment is needed.” Tammy’s eyes got wide and her mouth dry, “Corporal Punishment, Sir?” she
whispered back, not believing what she just heard. “That is correct, a bare bottom spanking and I should
think ten swats for each offense to start with.” Tammy’s knees started to shake, she had often thought
of being spanked, but that was all in her fantasies, this was real and now! Mr. Prince then stood up and
walked over to her side of the desk. He looked down at her and said “If you consent to this punishment,
stand up facing my desk, raise your skirt to hips and lower your panties to your knees.”
Whatever was in Tammy’s stomach was no longer butterflies and she had trouble getting up
from the chair. Looking him straight in the eye, she nodded and turned towards the desk. She grabbed
the bottom of your leather skirt and pulled it up; she paused only a second as she bared her bottom to
receive a spanking. Mr. Prince approved the way she accepted her consequences as well as the lovely
feminine bottom she presented to him. He paused only a second longer to admire a small birthmark on
your right cheek. She heard him approach, she could smell the oak wood she was draped across, she
could feel the breeze from the fan blowing across her exposed bottom. This most of all brought her to
the realization that she was actually going to be spanked like a naughty school girl!
SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…
She jumped at the first swat, no warning, no nothing just a burning sensation spreading across her
cheeks as the first five were delivered.
SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…
She clinched her fists as the next five landed and felt the fire increased in her backside. “One down” he
told her and then he was back at work
SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…
She was starting to really squirm now; this was nothing like what she fantasized about.
SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…
“Two down” she heard him comment, but she didn’t know if she could handle another set. Her bottom
felt like it was on fire. She closed her eyes tight and waited for the next set.
SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…
“Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww…aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she cried out and felt her knees about to
buckle, but she held on, not willing to give in to the pain.
SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…
She swooned, felt herself start to fall; then two strong arms grabbed her and pulled her up to
him. She was being held close and was aware of his scent as he hugged her tightly. She then heard him
whisper into her ear “You handled yourself well my dear, your slate has been wiped clean.” He then
held her close till she was able to compose herself. She took this time to think about what just
happened and how she felt. Alive and cared for went through her mind; here was someone who took
the time to pull her back in line when she went astray because he saw something special within her.
He released her so she could adjust her clothes and she was able to see in his mirror that her
bottom was a bright red color. She grinned to herself as she thought of how it felt to be in his arms and
the caring she felt while being held; “You know” she thought “Spankings aren’t so bad.”
“Ms. Allen” he said “You may take the rest of the day and return tomorrow ready to work.”
Tammy opened the door and then turned back and replied “Yes, My Prince.”
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