Like a warning, Lena's heels clicked sharply against the shiny L-Corp office floor. With her fingers twitching at the hem of her skirt, Kara Danvers stood rigidly beside the desk. She recognized that expression. The moment when Lena's green eyes darkened and her lips curled into a smirk that was equal parts desire and danger.
Lena interrupted her. In three steps, she got closer to Kara, her hand already reaching out to cup her cheek. Though Kara knew better, the touch was gentle, almost tender. It’s the quiet before the storm.
"Have you not been mischievous today?" Lena leaned in and spoke softly, her breath warm against Kara's ear. "Not to mention that little stunt you pulled at lunch, missing meetings, and texting me back late."
Kara's face turned red. "I was just—"
"Just what, sweetheart?" Lena tightened her tone and forced their eyes to meet as her fingers clamped down on Kara's chin. “Do you believe that I don't see everything? that I am unaware of when you are putting me to the test?”
Kara took a deep breath. She trembled as she whispered, "Mommy, I'm sorry." She was aware of what was going to happen. She was always aware.
A sly smile curved Lena's lips. "Oh, my darling, you will be.." Smoothing her hands over her form-fitting pencil skirt, she took a step back. "Over my lap. Right now.
Kara's breath caught. "Here?”
"Do I have to say it again?" Lena's voice was composed, but it was unmistakably steely.
After a brief moment of hesitation, Kara stepped forward to face Lena. Her hands were shaking as she reached for her skirt's hem, her heart thumping in her chest. "What if someone walks in, Mommy?"
Lena's brow was perfectly sculpted. "Let them. I believe it's time for the world to realize how defiant my little brat can be.”
Kara didn't dare argue, even though her face was burning. She slowly lifted her skirt to show off her plain white cotton panties and the gentle curve of her bottom. She could sense Lena's gaze following every square inch of her bare skin.
Lena's tone was uncompromising as she said, "All the way, Kara."
Kara breathed shakily, hooked her thumbs into her panties' waistband, and slid them down her legs before stepping out of them and putting them neatly on the desk. Now, humiliation and anticipation swirled together in a heady mixture, burning her cheeks.
Lena settled into her leather chair and patted her thigh after gracefully crossing her legs. "Darling, come here."
Kara complied and positioned herself over Lena's lap, her nude butt vulnerable. She felt a chill run down her spine as the cool office air kissed her skin. Even though her heart was pounding, Lena felt the weight of her hand resting lightly on her back.
"Kara, do you know why you're getting spanked today?" Softly but firmly, Lena asked.
Kara's voice was hardly audible above a whisper as she shook her head. "Yes, Mommy."
Lena stroked Kara's butt in a calming manner and said, “you need to remember who's in charge. You must keep in mind that every small error and every act of disobedience has repercussions."
Unexpectedly, Kara felt a sharp, stinging slap against her sensitive skin. Her fingers dug into the chair's arm as she gasped. The sound of Lena's hand dropping again, harder this time, reverberated throughout the silent office.
"Mommy!" Kara's voice trembled as she cried out.
Lena remained silent. Rather, she persisted in giving Kara intentional, uncompromising slaps. As Lena's hand rained down on Kara, the heat rapidly increased and her bottom turned a deep pink. Kara's breath came in ragged gasps as tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. A deep, aching need that only Lena could meet lay beneath the pain, though.
Despite the rhythm of her hand, Lena's voice remained steady as she said, "You're mine, Kara. Every part of you. Do you get it?”
"Yes, Mommy," Kara whimpered as Lena punished her, causing her body to tremble.
Lena stopped and put her hand on Kara's now-warm butt. Her lips brushed Kara's ear as she bent down. Her voice made Kara shiver with desire as she whispered, "Good girl."
Kara almost forgot the sting in the midst of the compliment, but not quite. She made a small movement while remaining positioned over Lena's lap, anticipating whatever would happen next.
Now unbelievably soft, Lena's hand moved down Kara's back. She whispered, "Darling, you're doing so well for me. But we haven't finished yet."
Kara's body tensed in anticipation as her breath caught in her throat. The delicate skin between Kara's thighs was teased by Lena's lower-moving hand.
Kara pleaded, her voice a mixture of desperation and longing, "Mommy, please."
Lena laughed darkly and low. "What, please, my dear? Tell me what you want.”
With her cheeks burning even hotter, Kara hesitated. "I need—"
Lena was abruptly interrupted by the jarring sound of her desk phone ringing in the silent office. Kara could sense Lena's tension beneath her as her hand froze.
With a sigh, Lena moved her hand away from Kara's body. With a tone that left no room for debate, she said, "Stay right there," and then she reached for the phone.
Kara remained motionless while listening to Lena's side of the discussion, her heart racing. Her body shook with unmet desire, and her butt was still burning.
"Yes, Jess, I do understand," Lena said in a composed and businesslike tone. "Tell them I'll be there soon." After hanging up, she bent over and whispered in Kara's ear. "My love, we'll finish this later."
