I can't help but groan at the sight of more paperwork, it was supposed to be a light day. My boss was a kind man outside of work, but inside? He ran a tight ship. But I was starting to believe it was personal that he only dropped stack after stack of papers on my desk today.
It was fine.
I sighed loudly, attracting the attention of my coworker beside me. He was goofing off, again, playing some sort of knock-off Candy Crush. Feeling like a bitch, I smirked and got up quickly heading up to my boss's office. I had a complaint to file. And I was going straight to the top. If he wanted to bother me, I'll bother him.
So here I am in his office, complaining, and I can see I'm probably annoying him a bit too much. He keeps stating he'll have a 'talk' with him, but I said I wanted him to deal with it now. Like an idiot. Like a brat.
He smiled at me, a horrifying smile, a smile that said "You're fucked." in 12 different languages.
"You're acting so disobedient today, why is that?" He asks, standing up slowly.
"I- you've been really putting a lot of pressure-"
"Pressure? Pressure to what, do your job? If you can't do your job right," he stopped, cornering me against the door, "then I'll have to teach you a lesson."
I had never been more nervous in my entire life, my boss can't be doing this right now, like actually in my face. I could taste his breath.
So that's how I ended up how I am now, stacks of paper and trinkets swiped to the floor in a hurry, bent over his desk, counting the strikes of his hand against my ass. I was almost in tears, but I just had to make it to 25. 25 and I was free.
Another slap, harder than the last. God, how did they keep getting harder?!
"20... I'm sorry!!" I finally admitted it. I just wanted it to end, needed him to touch me softer.
"Aw, now you're sorry? Sweetie, you're getting punished for a reason. You should have never acted like that."
"I know!! I'm sorry!! Please-"
"Please what?
"Please, sir... I need you."
"Now we're finally being honest, though I could tell."
He felt my pussy over my panties
"You're soaked. You're my little painslut, aren't you? I bet you'd bend over to all your bosses, you little whore."
"No-"
All 5 of the final strikes came quick and my voice yelping out filled the room, and probably 3 rooms down. I finally let the tears fall.
"Ah, ah. Cry all you want, but thank me."
"...Thank you sir."
"For what?"
"For making me your whore."
"Good. I want you on my desk by tomorrow night."
THIS IS SO BAD BUT WHATEVER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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