Spanking Boss Novels & Stories

In that moment Kyle came walking down the hallway. "Gemma, are you ok?" Kyle looked at her suspiciously. "Yeah, yes, I am fine." Gemma stuttered a little, hoping Kyle did not see any of what just happened. "Who are you?" Kyle looked at Grant. "He's my boss, he's the new CEO at FENN Inc." Gemma cut in and looked pleadingly at Grant that he would not say anything inappropriate. Gemma could not believe that on the one night she wanted to forget about this man, he shows up!

“Nope.” “Now!” he hisses. “Or what? What are you going to do, boss?” He cranks his neck, getting irritated with my disobedience. Good, it is what I want. “Serena, get your ass over here right now, or I swear.” He warns. I sit forward, but don’t stand. “Or what? Tell me, what are you going to do, huh?” I love pushing his buttons. He makes it so easy. “I will spank that sexy little ass hard enough you won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

The audacity of this man, just what is he trying to do after humiliating us like this? I glared at him. Mom looks at me in worry, "Who is he? Do you know him? Isn’t he the one at the event?" "He’s no one, just ignore him, mom." "I'm her boss, she works for me. And as boss, I feel obligated to take care of my employees. If you let me, Mrs. Brooks. I wouldn’t want to drive by seeing that it’s your special day at such bad weather," "Your boss?" Mom gasps while looking at me, "Well let’s go then. You shouldn’t be so disrespectful to your boss."

“Which, by the way, you seem to be severely lacking.” Keira scoffed, shoving another dress into her overnight bag. “Common sense is overrated.” “No, common sense is what stops people from committing corporate espionage over a crush.” “It’s not espionage!” Keira hissed. “It’s… damage control.” Gianna snorted. “Right. And I’m the queen of England.” Keira flopped onto her bed with a groan. “Look, I just need a name. Someone who can wipe the footage, I'll pay well.”

Theo is no longer willing about these biweekly meetings due to his boss’s wife and her haunting demeanor. There is a strange dynamic between him and the boss lady. Mrs. Aldridge doesn’t pay attention to Theo’s presentations, playing with her things on the desk or being busy with her tablet. She also has a habit of deliberately asking questions about the exact topics that Theo didn’t include in that meeting. She is literally waiting for him to make a mistake, so she can humiliate Theo in front of his boss. Even a little slip of the tongue is enough for her to tease him. So, he needs to end this presentation as soon as possible to free himself from the interrogating gaze of his boss’s woman an

Almost. “Sure they do, but not have their bosses do that to them.” It was the last thing I could think of. “When did you decide that I was your boss. Was it when you were draped on my desk and I was spanking you or when you were on your knees sucking me off?” Well, he had a point. “I.. I just..”

It motivated me to keep going, increasing my pace. Almost instantly, he yanked my ponytail. I gasped loudly and stopped. He pulled my back to him, bending me over without hesitation. He pushed me towards the creaky single couch, stopping when we got to it. It was my turn to grip both arms tightly. He pulled his shorts down, wrapping my hair around his hand. He yanked my head up, spanking my right butt cheek. I couldn't control the loud moan that followed. I felt his thumb brush lightly over my wet clit. It was swollen, dripping pussy juices. It wanted some action.

I must be tired that I fell asleep with my head on my table. “Have you eaten dinner?” he asked again, reaching for my forehead and pressing his lips to stop himself from laughing as he took the sticky paper that got stuck on my skin. “Sky would surely agree to this note,” he chuckled, returning the paper to me. I bit my lower lip, blushing at what I had written on the small sticky note. My boss is an a**hole! I scoffed. “Would I be reprimanded because of this?” I cleared my table, piled the folders, and took my bag from the file pedestal drawer.

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”