Ms. York Has Been Bad

Ms. York quietly followed Jim down the empty hallway. He led her into his spacious office and said, "Ms. York, please bend over the desk."

"What? No way, buddy--" She was cut off as Jim grabbed her arm and whispered, "My ****, Ms. York, remember? And while we're at it call me sir." He pushed her to the desk and **** her to bend over it. "You have a very nice ass. It's firm, and round. I bet the skin is as soft and tan as the rest of you, hmm? Let's take a look." He reached around her and unbuttoned her black pants, pulling them down, along with her underwear. "We might as well get rid of this shirt too, don't you think?" He reached around again and roughly pulled her red shirt off. He slid is hand down to her and ass stroked it. "Very nice, Ms. York, very nice. But you have been very bad lately, stealing like that. I think you deserve some sort of punishment, don't you?"

"No, Jim-" He slapped her ass hard and she hurriedly said, "Yes, sir."

"Good. Let's begin." He reached over the desk...