A meeting

After the ordeal you feel there was another shift in the department's atmosphere. You could feel how chilly the Rulebook made it even if you did not actually experience that first hand; you could also feel the shift once your team saw you getting punished and learning your lessons, also feeling that perhaps in your particular case the lesson is disproportionally harsh. Now, however, this shifted further still. You have taken a very severe and obviously undeserved punishment; what's more, you have done so to spare any trouble for the rest of your team, quite literally putting your ass on the line to cover for them. They might still enjoy the view of the very naked you and spank your bottom at least once every work day, but they do treat you with a newly found respect.

Speaking of the spankings, for the couple of days after that one your team has decidedly gone easy on your bottom, seeing that even the lighter taps they applied were enough to cause you agony. With your luck, you also had the first public gym session the very next day and while it was pure **** to get through it, they were as supportive as they could be with helpful suggestions, ice packs during breaks and keeping you relatively isolated from others in your misery. Once your behind started to recover, however, they did not condescendingly continue to go easy on you - instead they spanked you properly again, but without making it more humiliating than it had to be.

All in all, you could say you were settling into the routine, but you were also working towards preparing for the external meeting over the last few days before it. As HR has shown no sign of having realised what a dumb idea it is to have their firm's representative naked and probably red-bottomed for the negotiations, your preparations are becoming increasingly overshadowed by nervousness of what is to come once new people (and people in their specific position too!) are introduced to your humiliation. Sure, you will always have the Rulebook to moderate any fallout, but you would rather it not come to that... So you do your very very best to prepare for the conventional aspects of the meeting, determined to act natural and professional whatever else may be going on. There is little else you can do anyway, beside panicking and making things worse or chickening out of the whole thing (which, of course, you still might well end up doing later).

You do get a bit of consideration on the day of the meeting, however; at the end of the previous day you are told you will have the option to move your morning spanking to the end of the day or combine it with that for the next morning. You opt for the former with a certain degree of relief, even though you are also reminded that any specific offences are still expected to be punished on the spot, meeting or not. Still, when you are stripping at 9AM (with the visitors scheduled to arrive at 11) you are doing so without the almost routine feeling you just about started to have about the process. Instead each inch of skin all but tingles as it gets exposed, as if feeling newcomers' eyes already. You are feeling almost as awkward as you did during the first couple of days as you chat to your team and discuss both ongoing and last minute issues.

As it usually does in such cases, time drags on incredibly slowly. You are pretty sure it's almost time for you to get going, but it turns out to be 9:22. The next time you check your watch about half an hour later is it 9:28. You go over all your notes one more time. And then one more. And then one more for some reason. You take a short coffee break, followed by a bathroom break. With your luck, the latter turns out to be more humiliating than usual with quite a few people passing by, all at least glancing at you... And a few pairs very specifically choosing that place in front of you to talk. How are they not getting used to this enough to leave you alone by now!! Although you suppose by the same logic you should be getting used to it too enough not to mind it... Regardless, you finish up and finally, unable to stay in place, head off to the meeting room (after a quick final and very naked as usual announcement to your team) a good quarter of an hour early, grabbing only your bag into which you put your rarely used work tablet.

It turns out you were not that early, however; you barely have hooked up your presentation to the room's projector via the tablet when you get a message via the company's email-based chat that your visitors are early too. You quickly reply (before you can think of an excuse) that they can be shown right in... And focus on calming down your breath as the seconds tick away before a new level of humiliation entirely begins.