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Alex_b
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Username: Alex_b
Post Number: 4
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, May 14, 2005 - 06:55 am: | 
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BORROWER’S REGRET
by Alex B.
Kim Baldrige glanced up at the clock. It was
ten after five and everyone else in the office
had left. She’d be halfway home herself if her
boss, Henry Sharpe, hadn’t told her that he
needed to talk to her after work. Kim was
annoyed at having to wait. It was Friday and
she wanted to get her weekend started as soon
as possible. She’d met a cute guy at the
supermarket a few days before and they’d made a
date to see a movie that night. It wasn’t the
sort of thing she did all the time, but he was
awfully sweet and he did say she looked like
Jennifer Aniston, which she did... a little.
Mr. Sharpe, stuck his head out from behind his
office door.
“Come in here, Kim.” he said curtly and ducked
back inside.
Kim walked into the office and sat down in a
chair facing Mr. Sharpe’s desk. It was dark in
there with only the dying rays if the sun
illuminating the room. Henry Sharpe, sat at his
desk, fidgeting with the lock on the company’s
cash box. He was fairly distinguished looking
for a man of forty. He had a few gray hairs and
some lines that appeared on his forehead
whenever he laughed or frowned.
He was frowning at the moment.
“Something serious has come to my attention,
Kim and it may involve you.” Henry stated.
“Money has been missing from the petty cash box
a lot lately. It’s been going on for months-
sometimes it's five dollars, sometimes twenty.
Whoever it is always puts the money back a day
or two later, so we’re not really talking about
at a thief here, just a compulsive borrower.
I decided to mark some of the bills and see
who ends up with them. The other night I drew
a star on the corner of some ten dollar bills
and put them in the cash box. This afternoon,
one of the tens was missing. Can I see your
wallet please?”
Kim turned and looked through the door at
the leather purse on her desk. She had to
think quickly.
“Well, I do have a bill like that in my wallet,
but I got it from Janet in accounting. She gave
it to me in change for a twenty at lunch today.”
“I see. So you did see that star on the upper
left-hand corner?”
“Sure. But I didn’t think much of it. I thought
someone had drawn a star on it, that’s all.
I think you need to talk to Janet about this.”
Henry folded his arms and sighed.
“No, Kim. The thing is- there was no ten dollar
bill with a star on it. I never marked any of
the money at all.”
Kim was confused for a moment and then realized
how completely trapped she was. She looked down
at the floor.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Sharpe. I was going to put it
back when I...”
“I don’t doubt that you were going to return
the money, Kim. That’s not point. The point is,
how can I trust you as an employee now? If you
needed some cash you could have asked, but
instead you just took it. And when you’re
confronted with your actions, you lie about it
and even try to pin the blame on someone else.
This is all just completely unacceptable!”
“I know. I know.”
“I can’t just let this slide by.” Henry said.
“Oh boy!” Kim thought. “Here it comes! He has
me and now he’s going to want something...
and I bet I know what!”
Kim imagined herself on her knees in front
of her boss, his hands running through her
thick brown locks as she pleasured him with
her mouth. Would she have to beg to suck his
cock first? Would she have to swallow?
She gulped at the prospect. Her saliva already
seemed thick and salty. Then an alternative
scenario flashed through Kim’s mind. She was
bent over that desk with Mr. Sharpe taking her
from behind. And how often would this be
happening? Just once... or every day?! Her eyes
began to glaze over.
“Are you listening?” Henry’s voice broke in.
“Now, as you know, I have a teenage daughter at
home and if I caught Sarah doing what you did-
if I caught her stealing from my wallet, I’d
have three ways of punishing her to choose from.
I could put her on restriction, I could cut off
her allowance or I could put her over my knee
and give her a good spanking. Now, I can’t put
you on restriction and I know that you can’t
afford to have your pay suspended. So, what
does that leave us?
“I guess you’ll have to spank me.” Kim said
with a jittery laugh.
The silence that followed Kim’s reply filled
the room with tension. Henry stared at Kim in
a way that told her that this wasn’t a laughing
matter. Kim’s face went pale.
“That’s exactly what I have in mind. I intend
to take you across my knee, bare your bottom
and give you the spanking of a lifetime.
I'm going to scorch your backside so thoroughly
that any future thoughts about borrowing
company funds without permission will make your
eyes water and your buns throb. Understand?”
Kim’s mouth was a desert. Unable to speak,
she simply nodded dumbly and tried to clear
her throat.
Henry continued.
“If you’d rather quit than take this punishment,
I’ll understand. I’ll give you your pay in cash
and you can just get your things and leave.
But you know that I won’t be able to give you
any kind of reference. The two years you’ve put
in here will just be wasted time.”
“Does it have to be on my bare...”
“Yes, it does. I’m not going to lie, Kim. I
want this to be humiliating for you.
“I know, Mr. Sharpe and I know I deserve it,
but I don’t feel right about exposing myself to
you in that way.”
Henry nodded understandingly.
“I’ll tell you what- we can wait until Monday
morning and I’ll spank you over your dress, but
I’ll use a hairbrush instead of my hand and
it’s going to be during office hours so that
everyone can hear it.”
Kim’s eyes widened at the thought of her
coworkers listening to her humiliating ordeal.
She could see them smirking at each other and
snickering quietly as the sound of her cries
and the brush smacking her ass echoed
throughout the office.
Then there'd be the unbearable chore of exiting
Mr. Sharpe’s office with a tear-stained face
and a burning bottom. No one would say
anything, but they’d all know that just under
that skirt was a warm, freshly spanked fanny.
And they’d all wince a little as she sat down
at her desk, knowing how painful the act of
sitting down must be for her. It was almost
too embarrassing to imagine.
“No.” she said, standing up. “I’ll take it on
the bare bottom right now.”
“Fine. Let’s do it.”
Henry rolled up his right sleeve as he scooted
his chair away from the desk. He motioned for
Kim to approach him. She walked around the desk
and stood at Henry’s side.
“Take your panties down and bend over my knee!”
he ordered.
Kim’s knees went a weak as he barked out the
command and for a moment she froze. But then
she willed herself to reach up under her dress,
hook her thumbs beneath the elastic band of
her panties and lower them to her ankles.
She lifted lifted the hem of her knee-length
dress and carefully placed herself across
Mr. Sharpe’s lap. Henry placed his left hand on
Kim’s lower back and repositioned her slightly
to place her ass more accessible to his right.
He made Kim wait with her bare bottom in the
air for several agonizing moments, allowing
her to contemplate her precarious situation.
Kim’s face became flush as suddenly, a terrible
thought crossed her mind.
“The cleaning lady!” she said, looking over
her shoulder.
“Gone home already.” Henry replied.
He then took careful aim and brought his hand
down hard across the lower section of Kim’s
left cheek. She gasped at the severity of the
blow and was equally surprised by the swat that
quickly followed, bringing a sudden dose of
heat to her right cheek. The third swat, one
that landed across the lower part of both
cheeks was so hard that tears welled up in her
eyes as a result and the next two swats were so
severe as to shake those tears loose.
By the time forty slaps had come down, Kim was
quietly weeping. The spanking was so painful
that it was all she could do not to squirm and
cry out with each swat. Instead, she gripped
the legs of the chair and gritted her teeth,
determined not to make a childish spectacle
of herself. Soon however, as the rain of spanks
came down harder and faster, she found herself
kicking and howling for mercy.
Henry experienced a pang of guilt as again and
again he lifted his hand and brought it down
with a loud smack onto Kim’s trembling cheeks.
After all, the woman across his knee suffering
the humiliation of having her bare bottom
soundly spanked was an employee he’d grown to
know and respect as a friend over the last
two years. “How can I be doing this?” he thought
for an instant. But, just as swiftly, he
remembered the breach of trust Kim had
committed by taking that money without
permission and suddenly he had no problem
delivering another volley of stinging slaps to
her deservedly rosy cheeks. He continued
smacking Kim with loud stinging swats until her
cheeks were no longer pink and splotchy, but
were two mounds of solid red flesh. By then,
Kim’s ass felt like it was made of molten glass
and she was crying and kicking up a storm.
Henry stopped for a moment, examining his work,
then lifted his hand into the air and delivered
one last resounding swat. What little dignity
Kim had left was knocked out of her with that
final slap. She fell limp across Henry’s lap
and began to bawl like a heartsick schoolgirl.
All the while, Henry gently massaged her warm,
crimson cheeks.
Eventually, Kim pushed herself from his lap and
stood up. The young woman tried to maintain
some degree of dignity, but was unable to stop
herself from sobbing as she reached back,
attempting to rub some of the sting from her
aching buttocks.
Henry got up from his chair and placed his
hands lightly on her shoulders.
“I hope you understand why I had to do this.”
Kim wrapped her arms around Henry, hugging him
tightly as she sobbed into chest.
“I do.” she cried.
Henry pushed her back a bit and put a finger
under her trembling chin.
“I also hope you understand that if you ever do
anything like this again, I’ll take off my belt
and really blister your bottom.”
“I know.” she said. “Thank you.”
Kim felt strangely relieved and free. Only one
question bothered her. How was she going to
explain to her date why she had to stand all
the way through the movie?
THE END |
Naughtybynature
Junior Spanko
Username: Naughtybynature
Post Number: 57
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, May 15, 2005 - 12:07 am: |
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As always love your writing. The office setting is perfect. 
Did is a word of achievement, Won't is a word of retreat, Might is a word of bereavement, Can't is a word of defeat, Ought is a word of duty, Try is a word of each hour, Will is a word of beauty, Can is a word of power.
*(Unknown Author)
Don't take life so seriously.....it isn't permanent
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Simplekindoflife
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Username: Simplekindoflife
Post Number: 25
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Sunday, May 15, 2005 - 12:16 am: |
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Really good story Alex!!!!
I am always running around topless!
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Katy_spankwish
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Username: Katy_spankwish
Post Number: 3
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, May 21, 2005 - 01:48 pm: |
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Well done! |
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