Spanked At Work Novels & Stories

She is shameless and instead peddles her body directly to her boss on her first day at work. "I will sue you if you are rude to me!" threatened Starlie. "Hey listen!" Jordan can no longer hold back his anger. He then stared at Starlie's face without minding her breasts which were still open. “I didn't fire you without a reason. Once I know you are the secretary of the previous leader. I know right away if you have problems, if you are good at work, maybe Van Boss will not be in trouble if you can take care of your boss! ”

"This pussy is even tighter than I imagined. All those nights I jerked off thinking about you, and the reality is even better." He pulls back and slams in again, setting a punishing pace that makes the entire desk shake. His hands grip my hips, yanking me back to meet each thrust, and the sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the empty office. "You like that?" he demands. "You like being bent over your husband's boss's desk, getting fucked like a whore?" "Yes," I sob. "Yes, I love it, please don't stop—" "This is how you earn a promotion in my company." He spanks my ass hard, leaving a burning handprint. "On your knees. Bent over my desk. Taking every inch of my cock like a good little

“I was heavy handed with him, Pat. Before you returned I was overwhelmed by trying to be the alpha, beta, a doctor and a father. That frustration, shamefully, became anger towards Damian for simply being a child. Even though I implemented strict policies on spanking the pack’s pups, I was quite liberal on spankings with Damian. No matter how much Lilly protested, at five years old when he broke a glass I took him by the neck and led him to my office. I explained that I had warned him several times what would happen and the glass broke because he refused to obey. I didn’t explain the rest. I simply removed his bottoms, laid him across my lap and hit him hard five times with my hand. When I wa

I knew it was a weak argument, but I was grasping at straws. Kaleb let out a small gasp, his eyes wide with surprise. He looked at me, and I could see the hope in his expression. I knew I had just made a huge mistake, but I couldn't take it back now. “It's a working place, not a love garden,” Franco said, his tone firm. “You knew the rules when you started working here. This is unacceptable.” I felt my blood boiling. “I think you're the one who's wrong here,” I said, my voice rising in volume. “There's no rule that says someone can't visit their spouse at work. You're being ridiculous.”

FAITH If somebody told me that my ass would be on fire 24 hours after getting the spanking, then I’d have dealt with it way sooner. We were seated in the jet lounge flying back to London. The issue with branch in France was all dealt with and things were back to normal. Everything was back to normal except my relationship with my bosses.

He fell backwards and literally broke it. "I thought you were supposed to be Mr. Healthy, how did you just break my chair?!" I was laughing so hard I was crying. And when I realized what he was staring at, my butt that had done a peak-a-boo from my dress when I bent over, I hit him. "Holly, do I need to report you to HR for phsycial abuse in the work place?" Adam joked. "Well I'd say you could punish me yourself but I think you already did..." He took two steps closer to me with his jaw slack. "...I meant the chair. You broke my chair, asshole. What were you thinking, spanking?"

“And that’s why you’re, uh, upset with me?” “I’m more than upset,” he countered. “This is the sort of upset, that if you were mine, you’d be over my knee in the backseat of this car, getting your butt spanked. And even though you’re not mine, you do that again, I’m tanning your ass. And that is not a joke. I do not care that I’m your boss. I’ll fire you, spank you, then rehire you.” “You can’t do that.”

But now, I’m learning how good it feels to work hard. I know you want me to cut to the chase. I know. Be a little patient, for fuck’s sake! Over the next four months, I get five more spankings. It’s always because I intentionally neglect something. It’s never because I make a mistake. Like, one day my car runs out of gas on the way to work. I have gas money. It’s just that I’m so busy with work and studying and my chores at home, I never notice I’m running out of gas. I have an older car that doesn’t have a light.

I considered refraining from performing explicit acts in my workspace, but when my gaze dropped to her tight fitting mini dress and its open back, I threw workplace etiquette out the window. “Lock the door.” I instructed, ripping my tie and belt off while she excitedly rushed to turn the key. She was back with me in seconds and her eyes said it all, we were going to use the whole office for our pleasure. “Aren’t you supposed to set an example for others?” She laughed, bringing a strangled groan from me. if she kept teasing me, I was going to lose it, rip her dress, and spank her. But we didn’t want the next office to know we were having sexy time here, which was against workplace conduct; ev

If I only knew that something like that was going to happen, I wouldn't have gone to work. I heaved a sigh and looked at my phone to check the time. It is fifteen minutes before the clock strikes at five. Office hours are almost over and yet, my boss is still not here. He probably won't come back. What else would he do to return here if he had already canceled all the things he needs to do? I think he’s now having too much fun flirting with his damn sweetie. Argh! I exclaimed and messed my hair out of frustration. So damn annoying! Why am I thinking about that man?! He can do whatever he wants in his life! I don’t care! I better go home now!