A few years back, I was promoted to branch manager of my company and did really well in the role. I took pride in my branch\u2019s performance. Instead of using fear to get results, like the previous manager, I chose a different approach. I spent time getting to know my team and understanding what motivated each person.<\/p>\n
I tailored my approach to each person based on their own views and motivations, something I was very good at understanding. However, I struggled to read a particular woman in the audit department. We got along fine, though our conversations stayed superficial, and I found it hard to understand what motivated her.<\/p>\n
She almost never got to work early, but it wasn\u2019t a big issue back then since she was very productive once she was at work. So, I didn\u2019t bring it up initially. However, as it got worse and began affecting our morning meetings, where we set daily goals, I had to address it. She started arriving halfway through or missing these meetings completely, which was disrupting the team. So, I asked her to come to my office to talk about it.<\/p>\n
I explained why the meetings were important and how her lateness was causing issues in the office. Then, I told her plainly, \u201cI can\u2019t keep allowing this. I need you to start coming early from now on.\u201d<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t seem to care at all. She just shrugged off what I said and replied, \u201cYou\u2019re not going to fire me, so what are you going to do, spank me?\u201d<\/p>\n
I brushed off her comment about firing; I had no plans to let her go, she was actually one of my best hands. I also ignored her sarcastic tone and got straight to answering her question about spanking.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, if that\u2019s what it takes for you to get to work on time,\u201d I replied calmly but firmly. Her defensive stance softened, and she looked caught off guard. I hadn\u2019t meant it literally; I just wanted her to know that her disrespect wouldn\u2019t affect me. I was surprised by her reaction, I\u2019d been tougher on her before, but she\u2019d never seemed this scared. It was also the first time she didn\u2019t have a sarcastic comeback ready.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr, if you\u2019d prefer, I can just reduce your salary,\u201d I said, keeping my cool.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she said quickly. \u201cI\u2019ll start coming early.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood, I\u2019m happy we\u2019re on the same page,\u201d I said, letting her know the conversation was over.<\/p>\n
She left my office, and I stayed behind, thinking about our conversation. She was clearly surprised when I replied to her comment about spanking. I couldn\u2019t understand why she made it, even if it came off as a joke. I didn\u2019t actually mean what I said in response; I was just matching her attitude. However, her reaction said something to me. It was the only time she agreed with me, and maybe that kind of tough love was what she needed to unlock her full potential.<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t know that I engaged in a lot of spanking at home with my wife and that I was used to using a spanking paddle.<\/p>\n
I brought this up in our conversations since that meeting, and I got the same reactions each time. She would blush in embarrassment when given a gentle warning, and her tough attitude would change to a more obedient one when I mentioned a spanking. I kept an eye out for signs that she was opposed to it, but she stayed open and even seemed hopeful. I began to think that sometimes she was being deliberately sassy to get a warning.<\/p>\n
She was late to our next meeting again, so I had a one-on-one conversation with her afterwards. I was very clear and told her, \u201cIf this happens again, there will be consequences.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked up at me with puppy eyes and said, \u201cYes, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had a sense that this was something she wanted, and honestly, I wanted it too. Her playful, rebellious attitude was turning me on, but even though we were both enjoying ourselves, I knew I had to make it clear that her behaviour wasn\u2019t acceptable.<\/p>\n
I realized I needed to bring my paddle to work the next Monday. Luckily, I did, because she was so late that she missed the meeting entirely. I called her into my office and asked what had happened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not sure; I overslept,\u201d she replied with a shy smile, showing me that she was interested.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you understand what this means?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir,\u201d she replied, quietly accepting her role.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told you about this last week,\u201d I said, shaking my head, acting disappointed. \u201cAt the end of the day today, you\u2019ll be staying behind for your punishment. You\u2019ll be getting a good bare-ass spanking. Do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded, her face flushed and her eyes on the ground. I almost felt sorry for her, but it was clear she wanted this. Still, I had to be firm to show her how serious I was about her actions. I wanted to make sure she knew this wasn\u2019t a joke and that her behaviour had to change.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re dismissed.\u201d<\/p>\n
The rest of the day went by like usual. When everyone else left, she stayed behind. As soon as the last person was gone, I called for her.<\/p>\n
\u201cSee me in my office. Now.\u201d<\/p>\n
She quickly came to my office and knocked politely.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome in,\u201d I said. \u201cAnd shut the door.\u201d<\/p>\n
She did as she was told and faced me.<\/p>\n
\u201cSit,\u201d I said firmly.<\/p>\n
I opened my bottom desk drawer, took out a big wooden paddle, and set it down on my desk with a loud thud, which made her flinch. She couldn\u2019t keep eye contact with me.<\/p>\n
I looked at her calmly and said, \u201cHere\u2019s what\u2019s going to happen. In a moment, you\u2019re going to stand up, take off your clothes, and lean over my desk. You\u2019ll stay there until I tell you otherwise. You\u2019re getting a firm punishment for being late this morning, with extra for being late repeatedly. Do you understand?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, sir,\u201d she said, looking down at the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright. Stand up and take off your clothes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stood up and began removing her clothes, one item at a time. I watched, keeping a professional demeanor, as we were here strictly for business. Once she was done, I got up from my desk, rolled up my sleeves, picked up the paddle, and instructed her, \u201cBend over.\u201d<\/p>\n
She followed my instructions right away, leaning her bare body over the desk. \u201cHold onto the far edge,\u201d I told her. She had to reach out to grab it, standing on her tiptoes to stretch. She held on tightly. \u201cStay still,\u201d I said firmly, tapping a paddle on her.<\/p>\n
I lightly tapped her a couple of times to warn her before delivering a much stronger spank. She gasped, her whole body tensing from the shock. It was clear she wasn\u2019t expecting that much pain. The sound of the hit echoed in the quiet office for a moment. A mark appeared where the paddle struck. I gave her another firm spank, a bit lower this time, causing her to whimper. The third spank made her cry out.<\/p>\n
I continued with each spank, counting as I went: 4\u20265\u20266\u20267\u20268. She started crying and whimpering with each hit\u20269\u202610\u202611\u202612\u2026 I was impressed with how well she stayed in place. My wife usually couldn\u2019t stay still by this point\u202613\u202614\u202615\u202616\u202617\u202618\u202619\u202620. I had found a good rhythm. She cried softly between the spanks, but she kept her position very well. I wanted to praise her, but I knew I needed to finish the punishment. \u201cYou\u2019re doing quite well staying in position,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
As I was getting ready to swing the paddle again, I saw something between her legs. She was wet. She was so wet that her pussy was almost overflowing. I gently placed my finger between her pussy lips to check. She let out a quiet moan through her sniffles. When I pulled my hand away, a trace of her juices remained on my finger.<\/p>\n
\u201cInteresting,\u201d I said. \u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be enjoying this, young lady,\u201d I added, as my dick twitched in my trousers. My determination to keep this all about business was starting to slip. She kept facing forward but subtly spread her legs and lifted her hips, signalling her invitation.<\/p>\n
I placed the paddle against her ass and gave her twenty more hard spanks without stopping. By the time I was done, her legs were shaking and she was squirming. She was still wet, maybe even more wet than earlier.<\/p>\n
I put the paddle down and asked her to stay where she was while I gave her a tissue. As she wiped away her tears, I ran my fingers gently through her soft, wet pussy and massaged her clit. She sighed and leaned into my touch.<\/p>\n
She was lying across my desk, and I gently squeezed her ass which I spanked with my free hand, causing her to wince in pain. I fingered her pussy hard and fast. The moans she made shifted from soft whimpers to a continuous scream as I pressed on her g spot.<\/p>\n
She slammed into my desk as a sharp, intense orgasm hit her. With her arms stretched out, she grabbed the edge of the desk while I roughly fingered her as she rode the orgasm.<\/p>\n
She was lying on my desk, out of breath. I stood next to her, still hard. \u201cYou can stand up now,\u201d I told her.<\/p>\n
She got up from my desk slowly, looking tired and drained. She glanced at me, her eyes still filled with tears, then looked down at the bulge in my pants.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it okay if I thank you?\u201d she asked softly.<\/p>\n
I nodded. \u201cGo on.\u201d<\/p>\n
She knelt down in front of me and started to undo my belt. Then, she unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper all the way down. She pulled on my underwear and my erect dick sprang out.<\/p>\n
She looked up at me while kneeling. \u201cThank you for correcting me.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her, and I was overwhelmed by desire. She took my cock in her hand and placed her lips on the tip, teasing me briefly, then put her mouth around it, bringing her lips up the shaft and sucking on it as she took it deeper and deeper.<\/p>\n
I felt my tip tickle the back of her throat, making her gag and choke, but she kept her mouth around me, determined to finish me. As I became close, I tried to pull my dick out of her mouth. She didn\u2019t let me. Holding me to her face, she sucked me to completion. I released deep inside her mouth into her throat.<\/p>\n
She wallowed every drop of my cum and let my dick out of her mouth. Then, she looked at me, waiting for me to tell her she had done a good job.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was something,\u201d I said, smiling down at her. She smiled back at my compliment. I gently moved her hair from her face while she stayed kneeling. \u201cNow, get dressed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, sir.\u201d She got up and put on her clothes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll leave my paddle here for next time,\u201d I said. \u201cAre you going to be late again?\u201d<\/p>\n
She stopped and smiled mischievously. \u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head, realizing I had encouraged the wrong thing, but I couldn\u2019t stop myself. I wanted it just as much as she did. I sent her home, expecting that I would have to punish her again soon.<\/p>\n
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