Learning Her Place

I had been working for Mr. Z. for about six months doing light clerical work. While I respected his success, I was constantly amused by his lack of writing skills. I corrected all communication that went out to the company before it went out, but some of the more humorous spelling errors and typos I sent to a select group of girls who had my job on the floors above and below me. I took a perverse joy in taking potshots at Mr. Z. in what I thought was harmless fun.

One day my Master showed up and I started getting my things ready to go to lunch. Instead, He walked past me into Mr. Z.’s office. After 10 minutes or so, my Z called me in. When I walked in, confused, my Master told me that He has been hearing some very disturbing news from my boss.

“You know much better than this,…slut,” he said to me. I tried to laugh it off, looking from my Master to my boss, confused, heart racing, completely humiliated. I tried to signal to my Master with my eyes not to call me that at work. It didn’t work. He told me to get on my knees and I had to comply. My Master told me to put my hands behind me in the small of my back and I did it. Z. was, of course, impressed and aroused. My master explained that he and my boss had come to an agreement. For stealing time by writing the disparaging emails, I would have to come into my Z’s office on my lunch hour and stand, naked, in time out.

Z would continue to take meetings and if anyone made note of my presence, I would have to explain that I am being punished for my bad performance at work and that I am learning my place. In addition, Master explained that after he taught Z. how to properly paddle me, I would submit to being paddled at his discretion until he is satisfied that I have learned my lesson. My Master helped me up and told me to bend over Z’s desk. I was in such a state of disorientation that I did as I was told. He asked Z if he had a ruler in the desk. Z happily announced that he did and I cringed at Z’s glee.

“Great,” my Master said. “Let me warm her up for you. Then I want you to get her purse from her desk and I will show you something really special that I use to keep her in line” He hauled off and smacked my ass so hard over my skirt that I was sure the sound carried into the outer office. The smacks came slow and hard and deliberate, first over the skirt and then over my panties. Master showed Z how to pull my panties into the crack of my ass and spank me some more. I moaned more from the shame than from the pain. I looked back and tried to find some sympathy in my Master’s eyes.

“Oh, don’t give me that puppy face, slut. Do you think (SMACK) I enjoy (SMACK) driving across town (SMACK) to discipline you (SMACK) like a (SMACK) naughty (SMACK) little (SMACK) girl? Shame (SMACK) on (SMACK) you! (SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK). He took a break and roughly pulled my panties down to the floor. My now I heard that a small group had gathered outside Z’s office door. I was bent over the desk with a very pink ass facing the door.

“Mr. Z, I think you should use the ruler on her so she feels it the rest of the day and if you get the purse I think you will like what she had BETTER (SMACK!) have brought with her” To my horror, Z practically skipped to the door and opened it, revealing the humiliating spectacle of me, bent over, held in place in the small of my back by my Master. Z was back before I could think any further about how I could ever recover my reputation in the firm. He dropped the bag right in front of my face.

“Open the purse, Mr. Z and there should be a butt plug inside. If there isn’t, Krys is going to have the longest night of her life, ” He said and softly patted my glowing ass. I longed for his touch even as I felt completely humiliated. Z scrambled around and finally came out with it. He didn’t seem to know how to hold it, and he turned it around in his hand and looked at it.

“Put it in this disobedient, disrespectful slut’s mouth,” Mater told Z and I felt a tear run down my cheek as I accepted the plug into my mouth.

Master explained to Z how to spank my ass with the ruler as the office looked on. The blows built as Z gained confidence and enjoyed the stripes me was putting on my ass. After one particularly hard smack, I called out and the plug slipped a bit in my mouth. Without a word, Master took the plug and pressed it against my asshole.
 
“Mr. Z, feel free to inspect her at your discretion. This asshole should be shaved at all times. If it doesn’t meet with your approval, she will pay for it when I get my hands on her” To me, he said to take the plug and he pressed and pressed until I had it fully inside my ass. I heard gasps from a couple latecomers at the door and laid my head on the desk. Master grabbed my hair and pulled it up.

 “We aren’t finished, Krys. I have to be convinced that Mr. Z will not have to call me again. You know how to hold position. Get that ass higher and spread those legs.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said and pressed my ass out to take more of Z’s smacks. I walked my feet out as far as I could. My pussy was engorged as I feared that Z would be able to smell my arousal. As if on cue, Z stopped and asked my Master what he should do. Master told him to ignore it. “But what about…?” Z asked and pointed to his hard-on.

“See what you did, Krys? Bad girl trying to distract Mr. Z from punishing your slutty ass! Get on your knees.” I knelt gratefully and placed my hands behind me back as Master had trained me to do.

“You had better take care of him so SOMEONE can do some work here today.” Z’s cock was larger than I had ever imagined it would be. He pressed it against my lips and I looked up at my Master.
 
“Do it,” He said and nodded. In my Master’s unique logic, I knew I would get punished for this later. I opened my lips and accepted Z’s cock into my mouth. I craned my neck back so he could press it deeper into my mouth and throat. He fucked my mouth with his eyes closed and came without announcement. I was unsure what to do with Z’s seed, so I looked to my Master and getting no indication, I took it in my mouth.

My Master knelt beside me and whispered in my ear, “I will wash all that cum out of your mouth with my own cum later, so you had better swallow it now, pet. I will have to reclaim every inch of this ass Mr. Z punished today.”

Mr. Z. straightened up and put his cock back as if in a dream. He told everyone to get back to their desks and then he shook my Master’s hand. My Master left me with a kiss on the cheek and a command to “Be good.”

I was sent back to my desk with the plug inside my very tender ass.