As you are new to this practice, I will not cane you. The cane is quite severe and would leave you with welts. “Well, usually I would deliver a set number of strokes with a cane, which you would count out. “Have you ever received a spanking before? Either for punishment or pleasure?” Layla obeyed and sat in the chair opposite him. Take a seat, and I will talk you through your punishment.” She turned and walked slowly towards Mr Larson’s office and knocked on the door. She hoped Mr Larson would be pleased, and he would ease off her a little.Īll too soon the work day ended, and everyone else left. She had managed to complete a lot of work and had secured a new client for the company, over her lunch break no less, who would bring in a few thousand extra each month. The day went faster than usual, and Layla became increasingly filled with dread. She did not want to make her punishment worse by angering Mr Larson. She felt anxious, but she forced herself to concentrate on her work. She could already feel her bottom burning at the thought of what was to come. “Yes, sir.” Meekly Layla left his office and returned to her desk. “Return to your desk and then report to me at the end of the day when everyone has left, and I will administer your punishment.” “I consent, sir,” she replied, looking down at the desk. How bad can it be? When it’s over, I can keep my job. “Though I will ensure it is not excessive. “Will it hurt a lot?” she asked nervously. She had been late many times before he brought her to his office. How could she get another job that paid so well? No one would take her on once they learned she had been fired and had no reference. Without this job, she would be destitute. If she didn’t have a mountain of debts, she could easily live comfortably on what Mr Larson paid her without her bar job. She didn’t want to be spanked, but she didn’t want to be dismissed either. “Consent to this punishment, and I will allow you to remain in my employ. I’ll make it red and sore, and I will make you think twice about being late.” “I mean I will give your bottom a thorough beating. The type you will remember.”ĭid he mean a spanking? No. “I mean the type of discipline that you will feel every time you sit down for a week. “Not a piece of paper, no,” he said sternly. “Perhaps I can give you another chance if you allow me to discipline you,” he said. She felt his eyes on her, but she did not look up. Mr Larson sat back in his chair and studied Layla. “I’m sorry, sir,” she said, her eyes cast down in embarrassment. I expect my employees to be disciplined.” “Why is that my problem? I pay you to do a job, and I expect you here on time to do it. I’m holding down two jobs-I work in a bar in the evenings-and sometimes I’m exhausted.” It’s only Wednesday, and you are late again.” You clearly have no respect for me, my company, or the position I have given you. “I thought I had gotten through to you that I will not tolerate your tardiness. “Miss Farrow, I thought when we spoke on Monday we had reached an agreement.” He bristled. Mr Larson was young-in his early twenties-but he was as fierce and unforgiving as a military drill sergeant and had the bearing of an old headmaster. ItLayla sat in her boss’s office for the second time that week. Whatever your kink, you will find complete satisfaction in this collection of erotic tales. Relax, get comfortable and indulge yourself in Mr Larson and other filthy stories. Seven sinful stories explore the deepest, darkest and dirtiest desires of six women seeking sexual pleasure and, with something to gratify every appetite, are guaranteed to set your pulse racing. Nor did she expect to discover the thrill she felt when she allowed the fierce and intense Mr Larson to spank her. Little did she know she would awaken a need for domination and punishment. Layla hadn’t realised what she was getting herself into when she agreed to allow her boss to discipline her for her lateness. “You have had this coming for a long time.” With tale “You deserve this, Miss Farrow,” Mr Larson said. Join the women of the tales as they explore their filthiest desires. An intriguingly eclectic collection of short tales, which are all intertwined brilliantly to make this a compelling read.
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