He administers immediate punishment

Jared stood up, causing Rebecca to push her chair backwards in panic. He walked over to the far end of the table and pulled out the end chair so that it sat in the clearing between the table and the massive whiteboard wall. He then sat in the chair there in the open, facing Rebecca and the door at the opposite end.

"This would be the perfect time to administer the immediate punishment for those infractions," he said as he smoothed out the fabric of his pants, "but like I said, this won't be a substitute for the punishment you've already earned for later today. Hopefully, though, this will keep you from earning any additional demerits today, as you are already quite close to 10 for your daily total."

The room fell silent. There was a moment in which Rebecca appeared to be considering an escape. She looked at Jared, and then the door, and then back again. Jared was now banking on whatever sort of **** Aileen had on her daughter. Otherwise, there was nothing really stopping her from leaving.

Jared broke the silence by patting his lap, causing Rebecca to jump.

"Come now, we have a lot to do today and if you continue to delay, I'll have to add another demerit," he said.

Rebecca submitted to her fate, and rose from her chair slowly. Her eyes were fixated on Jared's lap as she closed the distance between it and herself. The sound of her heels thudding against the carpeted conference room floor seemed to match Jared's intensely powerful heartbeat, something he was feeling in both his chest and his throbbing dick.

She finally found herself standing a bit to Jared's right-hand side. He pointed to the spot right next to his right leg, and she slowly re-positioned herself.

"Let's get started," he said, grabbing her left hand with his and guiding her gently over his lap. Her brow was furrowed and she pouted as she landed softly onto his legs.

Her perfume was strong, and Jared was enjoying the smell of it as he took in the sights and sensations before him. In a tucked away, windowless room of the office, he found himself alone with a drop-dead, gorgeous teenager. Not only that, but she was blackmailed into being his little submissive by none other than the woman of his wet dreams. He looked down at her perfect body, her dress riding up just below her cheeks. His cock jerked in his jeans, pressing up into Rebecca's stomach. She let out a tiny whine in anticipation of the punishment from her perverted boss.

Jared placed his left hand gently onto the small of Rebecca's back, while he placed his right hand onto one of her round globes. A small gasp escaped her lips, as Jared began rubbing her ass slowly, priming it for a spanking.

He withdrew his hand, only to bring it down sharply.

*SMACK*

Rebecca let out a soft moan in response, which only made Jared all the more aroused.

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Jared was in heaven. He couldn't be any harder, and it didn't help that his cock was pressing into Rebecca's soft, warm body. He decided it was time to pick up the pace.

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Rebecca was becoming more and more vocal. First it was only soft moans and groans, but quickly it became ah's and oh's and ow's.

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Jared continued his onslaught and lost count around 15. There was no denying that this was a real spanking.

"Please!" she cried.

But Jared didn't stop. It was all music to his ears.

"Ow! Ow! Please! Ah! Please, stop!" she begged.

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Jared paused and Rebecca tried to catch her breath.

"I'm s-sorry, sir. I'll do better." she promised.

He smiled wildly, "Oh we aren't done just yet, Rebecca." He grabbed the bottom of her dress and slowly began pulling it over her round ass.

Rebecca panicked, reaching back to grasp her dress in protest. Jared thought to add a demerit, but instead decided he liked a little be of resistance. It made it much more sweeter.

Jared grabbed her arm with his left hand and pressed it down on her back, locking it in place. She began begging incessantly.

"No-no-no-no-no, please, please, I'm sorry! I am! Don't spank me anymore!" she pleaded.

He ignored her as he finished raising her dress. The first thing he noticed was how red her ass was already. The second, she wasn't wearing any panties.

"Tsk tsk, Rebecca. No panties? I think that warrants another demerit. That puts you at 8 total demerits for today, and it's not even noon!" he reminded.

For the first time since the spanking started, Rebecca looked back at Jared and they made eye contact. Tears began to form as she made her final plea.

"Please, Jared. I've learned my lesson. I was a bad girl and I deserved that spanking. I don't need anymore, I'll do better. Please, sir! I'll do anything!" she ended.

Perfect, Jared thought. It was the perfect mixture of resistance and desperation.

Jared smiled, "I'm sure you are sorry, but not nearly as sorry as you will be in a minute."

The look of terror on her face was almost too much for Jared, and he came close to cumming right then and there. Instead, he lifted his hand, and brought it down quickly onto Rebecca's beautiful, bare ass.

*SMACK*

The sound of his hand contacting her flesh was electrifying. It made him drunk with desire, and began spanking her ass hard and fast.

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Rebecca couldn't hold it in any longer, and was now crying on his lap. Her ow's and ah's were much more clear and if the conference room wasn't soundproof, Jared was sure the entire office would hear. She began kicking her feet as the session wore on.

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Her ass was bright red now, and Jared was beginning to lose control. He decided it was best to stop before he fucked her right then and there.

Soon. Soon, he thought to himself assuredly.

Jared gave a final spank, and then the room fell silent. The only thing that could be heard was Rebecca's soft sobbing.

"Okay, Rebecca. You can get up now," he said.

Rebecca took a second to collect herself, and then slowly backed off of Jared's lap. She pulled her dress back down and stood at his side. Her head was down and she was sniffling.

"Look at me," he ordered.

She brought her eyes to meet his. Her mascara was a little runny, and Jared recalled gladly that there was a single person bathroom just outside of the conference room. The last thing he needed now was people asking why the boss' daughter was crying at work.