The next day

Katelyn had considered not going to work. She wanted to stay at home in her pyjamas and try to forget that any of this had happened, but she couldn't.

The couple was financially overextended from starting their channel and buying their house; she couldn't risk losing this job. She also had to return the cameras they had borrowed and hadn't even used last night.

Oh no, they were a whole evening behind their YouTube schedule. No she didn't need to think about that now, she had to talk to Max to talk him down from what he made her do last night and try and stop him from escalating after he saw the footage for their sex tape.

As Katelyn got ready, she looked at the thong and tiny bra sitting on her bed, she'd been up late laundering them and was now trying to stay as far away from them as she could, as if they were a symbol of Max's control over her.

Katelyn kept looking around the room, checking the door and shades on the windows were closed, she was now paranoid about being naked in her own bedroom.

Katelyn showered and towelled herself dry, hugging herself into her large soft white towel before resigning herself to putting on the items Max had made her buy.

She stepped into the crotchless panties, sliding them up her legs, pulling the waistband until the thong nuzzled itself securely between her butt cheeks; Katelyn smoothed out the material around the missing crotch, finding it most comfortable for her pussy lips to peek out of them as she did.

As she put the bra on, manipulating it to push her breasts up as she stood in front of the mirror, and looked at herself.

The tan material of the underwear against her sunkissed skin almost made the underwear look invisible; Katelyn stroked the panties, teasing her pussy lips as she did, before grabbing a handful of tit flesh in each hand as she stood looking at herself; Katelyn couldn't deny, she looked good, she felt strong and powerful like she could control any man with the batting of her eyelashes, then she hurried to get dressed, remembering it was Max that was making her look this way, she didn't have a choice but to wear what she was told.

Standing outside Max's office, Katelyn felt the power she felt when she looked in the mirror at her beautiful self had disappeared.

She knocked tentatively on the door and felt a pit of fear in her stomach as she heard Max announce, "Come," and she complied.

Moving slowly on her tall heels, Katelyn opened the door the smallest amount she could and slinked through the gap before closing it behind her. She didn't want anyone to see what Max might have on his screens.

Katelyn stood with her back to the closed door, involuntarily holding her breath as she looked at Max with a worried look on her face.

Max just stared back at her, beaming a massive smile, and warmly welcomed her,

"Katelyn, it's good to see you this morning. You're looking as lovely as ever," he said, admiring her choice of Summer dress today. He knew why, as the dress's chest was covered with frills, no doubt one of the few things Katelyn owned that would help her hide her impressively large and unrestrained nipples.

Max got up and moved towards Katelyn. She pressed her back harder into the door, but she was unable to move further away.

He put his hand out and asked for her phone; Katelyn handed it to him and watched as he turned it off.

"You can't be too careful. I need to make sure you're not recording me and trying to get your own leverage," Max said, motioning for Katelyn to lift up her arms.

Nervously, Katelyn complied as Max began patting her down.

"What are you looking for, a wire?" Katelyn nervously scoffed.

Max continued as he felt around her bra, and then feeling something, he followed it down to between Katelyn's legs.

Katelyn let out a grunt of discomfort, struggling to keep her body still as Max lifted up the front of her dress to reveal a small recording device taped just below her sex.

Max pulled it off, tracing the thin wire to a microphone in Katelyn's bra before turning off the mic and placing it on his desk.

"Naughty, naughty," Max said to a red and worried Katelyn.

"I, I, we," Katelyn struggled as Max put a finger over her lips to signal she should be quiet.

"I know what you were doing. You were just trying to get yourself out of the situation you're in. Perfectly understandable," Max said as he watched Katelyn visibly relax at his calmness.

"It's not something I can allow to go unpunished, though," Max said, looking sternly at Katelyn as she once again tried to move away, pressing herself into the door as she looked at Max.

"What do you mean, punished?" Katelyn asked quietly.

"Well, for the moment, I think a small spanking should do it—let's say three; hands on my desk, please," Max ordered as if asking for the time of day.

Katelyn didn't move.

"Spanking... what... are you crazy? I can't do that," Katelyn said, looking at the creep, unsure.

"Look, let me level with you. Do you know how we have electronic billboards all over the state? Well, I've edited a 60-second trailer to promote your YouTube channel all over the state once an hour."

Katelyn felt a wash of gratitude before realising who was talking.

"The thing is, the software can be quite buggy sometimes, and if I don't get what I want, it might show the video from yesterday on loop for, I don't know, an hour. I'm not sure how well your channel will do after that hits the news; who knows, maybe it would help, now, hands on my desk." Max said.

Katelyn slowly complied.

Max walked around behind Katelyn, lifting the hem of her summer dress and placing it on her lower back, revealing the most beautifully round but small ass Max had ever seen.

As Max stroked his hand over Katelyn's buttocks, she jumped and spasmed as if his hand was shocking her. Max told Katelyn to relax and that it would be over soon.

"I'm going to spank you three times, Katelyn; after each, I want you to count the spank and then say thank you, sir. Do you understand?" Max asked.

"We're resisting you," Katelyn said weakly.

"Pardon," Max asked.

"We're resisting you, we're not doing what you're saying and we're going to ignore you" Katelyn resited as if she'd been repeating the phrase all night.

Max smiled and chuckled slightly. "That's good to know; let me know when you start resisting; now, feet, shoulder-width apart, and stick out that ass", he said as he brought his hand down firmly on her right butt cheek.

Smack

"Yeaow!" Katelyn screamed as she stood up and backed away.

Max just glared at her as she grabbed at her buttock and started rubbing.

After just a moment, Katelyn couldn't stand the stare anymore, so she hurried back to her position and waited. After about a minute of silence, she grimaced as she remembered, "One, thank you sir".

Max lifted her skirt once again, he admired the large bright red hand print he'd left on her skin.

He steeled himself for a moment before bringing his hand down on Katelyn's other butt cheek.

Smack

"Yeaow!" Katelyn screamed again, balling her fists up but not moving from her position this time.

"Two, thank you, sir".

Max watched as the hand print developed on her cheek, loving the look of the redness.

"Last one," he said as Katelyn steeled herself for another painful sway to her buttocks. This time, Max adjusted his angle and swung as hard as he could.

Smack

Katelyn fell to the floor in pain as she realised Max had smacked her as hard as he could, directly on her pussy; she cried out in pain; sitting on the floor, she began sobbing from the warm stinging pain emanating from her butt cheeks and pussy.

Max just stood over her, looking at her expectantly.

"What!" Katelyn asked, defeated.

"Oh for gods, sake, three, thank you sir" she said holding her bruised and swelling pussy lips.

"Well, that almost concludes our session this morning, Katelyn. How do you feel?"

Katelyn started to answer, but Max just chuckled, "I'm only joking, Katelyn; I really don't care how you feel. I just want to know that you understand what's going on. You understand that you belong to me now, you and your husband, and if you try to go against me, I will ruin you. Do you get me?"

Katelyn just nodded.

"Good, well that should give you something to think about for the day; I'm sure you'll be reminded every time you sit down".

Max went to his desk drawer and handed Katelyn something.

This is something for Evan. I'll be coming to your place tonight, and I want you to ensure he's wearing it before I arrive.

Katelyn looked at the little metal item.

One last thing before you go back to work. Put your and Evan's numbers as well as your address into my phone. Max handed Katelyn his phone, and she complied, handing it back to him.

"Now, stand over there," he said, motioning to the window, and look at me whilst you pull down the top of the dress and pull out your tits. Katelyn looked around at the other offices in the other building; she knew the glass here was one way but was nervous as she slowly complied, exposing her breasts to Max as he admired the large, firm breasts being pushed up by the tight material.

Now with both hands, I want you to lift the front hem of your dress so that I can see your pussy.

Katelyn blushed, but she was in so deep she just complied.

Now, big smile! Max said as he took a photo of her, standing with her legs apart, showing everything to Max.

That will be your profile picture when you call me, so make sure you only call me when I tell you to; otherwise, someone might see it.

Now, off to work.

Katelyn dropped the hem of her skirt and pulled the top of her dress to hide her breasts as quickly as she could. After collecting her phone and recorder from Max's desk, she ran for the door. When Max told her to leave the recorder, she just dropped it and scurried out of the room.

Katelyn didn't see Max for the rest of the day; she left early without picking up the cameras. She messaged Evan to meet her at home early; she had to talk to him about what had happened and somehow get him to put this device from Max on.