The End of the Work Day

*Click Clack Click*

Monica’s heels clacked against the tile floor as she made her way to the front door of the office building. She was looking forward to relaxing on her couch when she got home, but she knew she had one procedure to go through first. This was the part of the work day that she dreaded the most.

Her stomach churned with anticipation (and for other reasons) as she approached the security guards stationed near the door, “Hi Jeff. I’m heading out now.”

“Oh, hi, Monica,” said Jeff, a middle-aged man with a bit of a beer-gut. “You know the drill.”

Unfortunately, Monica knew the drill quite well. She placed her arms on the table before reaching back to flip up her skirt. Since she was not wearing any panties, this completely exposed her plump, firm ass.

Monica turned her head to look at Jeff, who was now holding a thick wooden paddle. He took a step so he was standing next to her naked butt. Spreading her cheeks, he revealed the plug currently stuffed in her butthole. It had a small screen, like one from a watch, that displayed a number: 6. This number was the number of infractions that Monica had committed during the work day (being late, not completing work on time, interrupting important conversations, taking too many bathroom breaks, etc).

For each infraction, the number on her plug would be increased one. Now, it was time for her to face the punishment that she did not have to endure during the work day.

Jeff grabbed the plug and tugged, causing to Monica to grunt in pain. The number was not the only thing that got bigger with each infraction. These plugs were inflatable, and they grew larger with each infraction. This led to some uncomfortable days for some of the women of the office.

The plug slowly made its way out of Monica’s ass as Jeff continued to pull on it. It finally exited completely with a plop, leaving Monica’s asshole gaping and winking at the burly security guard.

Now the worst part began. Jeff lifted the paddle and brought it down on Monica’s left asscheek.

“Oh, fuckkk!!” Monica exclaimed as the wood made contact. Jeff wound up again and delivered another blow to her right asscheek.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Monica swore, trying to keep herself under control. Even though she endured this daily, she was simply unable to get better at taking her punishment.

The spankings continued, alternating between left and right. She would get two for each infraction for twelve in total.

*CRACK*

“Argh”

*CRACK*

“Ughh, fuck”

Finally, it was over. Well, except for the final part. Jeff turned the paddle in its side and struck down on her still gaped and sore asshole, delivering a direct hit.

“Aieeeeee!!” Monica could no longer hold back as she screamed and cried from the pain. Jeff courteously lowered Monica’s skirt for her since she was in too much pain to move much. She slowly made her way to her feet and waddled towards the door.

As she did, Jeff dropped her plug into a bin to be cleaned before the new workday tomorrow.

“Have a good evening, Monica!” Jeff called after her.

“You too, Jeff,” Monica replied. With that, she headed to her car, not looking forward at all to sitting down to drive.