It's spanking time

Covered in coffee and as hot as I was bothered; I looked up at her paled face in my rage.

"You did that on purpose!" I accused with her shaking her head reflexively.

"N-no I swear! I'm s-so sorry, let me just-" She stammered out, reaching for a nearby box of tissues and quickly kneeling to my side, padding the drenched pant leg frantically at first; but I could see something snap in the way she was staring at my pants. Her breathing grew erratic and her eyes glossing over - the urgency of her movements slowly being replaced by more sensual motions until she was no longer even padding wet spots; but moving up towards my groin where her vision was locked onto.

"O-Oh god..." She shuddered leaning forward and kissing the unbeknownst to me; growing bulge inside my pants through the fabric. I knew it! This was her aim all along! Gritting my teeth I pulled her up onto my lap, her midsection laying flat upon my knees with her ass sticking up and out. Grunting in surprise she looked confused at first but when I flipped her skirt up to reveal her shapely ass cheeks; her lids fluttered and a deep guttural moan escaped her lips.

In my rage I could think of nothing but to punish her! I'd seen this act performed on other girls during my youth, disobedient girls at parks had occasionally been spanked by their mothers in front of others; often to the effect of tears from the recipient. This form of public humiliation mixed with physical ****; that was where my mind went to for punishment - however I wasn't prepared for the reaction I instead was treated to.

As soon as palm connected against flesh with a sharp flash that sent her rump jiggling; Nadine's legs shook and her eyes though still lidless began to roll - her mouth opened like a small 'o' as she exuded a silent scream. I could feel a wetness against my fingers as I drew back, followed then by the gushing of water against carpet. Had she..? Again?

"ooooooooOOOOOOHHHHH!!" Nadine roared finally, convulsing in my lap like a dazed bird that had collided with a window. Mistaking this sound for pain I struck again, and then again, once more and then on and on until she was a babbling mess of twitchy limbs and sordid noises. Watching her wiggle and writhe in my lap screaming and crying I couldn't help but feel my cock hardening the more I clapped her ass; reducing this once strong willed woman to whatever debased form she now took was strangely exhilarating, like I was corrupting her, ruining her, sculpting her into my fancy. Did I really used to fear this woman? She's so weak beneath me, so pathetic.

When had I started grinning? Every blow was like a jolt of excitement leading from my fingertips and coursing through my entire body until it terminated at my increasingly lengthening shaft that rubbed against her stomach with every brush of movement.

"PUH-HUUU UHHHHH LEEEASE!" She groaned out between swats of her reddening backside - propped up on tippy toes so that her ass was well raised into the air; better positioned for my never ending blows against her pathetic flesh.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement as the door slowly opened; looking up I saw a demure younger woman enter the room with a shocked face as she beheld the sight that would be no doubt ingrained into her memory for life now - a core memory of her boss bent over a mans knees crying and moaning in equal parts pain and pleasure, a euphoric look on her face, a longing for more, the streaks of submission coating her in her true colours.

I should stop, shouldn't I? This act clearly went against standard work ethics, and yet I didn't. Why should I? I was having fun, as weird as that is to actively think about for the first time; it was true. I just kept on spanking her, now with my eyes locked onto the demure woman who had interrupted my act of punishment. The intruders face reddened and her eyes darted away and then back again, torn between wanting to see and the embarrassment of being seen wanting to voyeur.

"U-Um, d-d-documents for the boss, uhh, new... accounts, open- ahh~" She involuntarily moaned out that last part, shakily setting the papers down on the desk towards where Nadine's seat was. Nadine's legs shook again as she squirted a steady stream out from behind her; the **** of which almost splattered against the skirting of the walls.

"Ohhhhh~ Ahhhhhh~ G-Give the documents to- OHHH!~ Fuuuuckkk~ Riiicchhhard~~" Nadine ordered her subordinate, who shakily slid the documents over to Richards side of the desk instead now, her breathing becoming increased and through the mouth rather than the nose, the sounds and smells that permeated the room clearly sending the poor young secretary into heat as her cheeks flushed and although there was no reason for her to stay now that the documents had been delivered - she couldn't take her eyes off of what was developing before her.

"Fuuuuck Richarddd~" Nadine moaned as she came again against my stricken palm "You're the boss now sir~ I give you my leadership position~ Please take my job-oooooOOOOOHHHH~" Grinning I watched as the woman who used to torment me daily shook and gyrated until she passed out on my lap. Looking down at my handiwork I couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of it all - is this what I had been denying myself of for so long? It all seemed so silly now. It was like my eyes had been opened for the first time, had rising the hierarchy of this company been so easy all this time? Fool that I am, I didn't see the golden ticket in my innate possession all this time - no longer.

Looking at my reddened palm it was absolutely soaked in Nadine's masochistic juices. Seeing the panting girl still looking at me with wanton desire writ across her face; I decided to test the waters a little and ordered her to fetch me some tissues from the nearby box. Doing so in a heart beat she almost raced to my side, kneeling down as Nadine had done and began to clean the tool of my punishment without me even having asked her to.

"Please sir, me next-" Her eyes wild with desire and her voice ****, she plead with me as she padded her former bosses fluids from between my fingers. "Please! Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease! Oh god, please!!" she kissed the back of my hand and littered pecks against each finger and knuckle almost reverently. Grinning, fine if this is the role I must play then so be it. I can see now my true path to realizing my dream; the gift that only my gender of the chosen few possesses. Things were about to get a LOT more interesting around here.