Worse

The next morning, Christina got up early and went to work. She had work to catch up on and didn't want many folks to be there when she arrived because she would feel they were staring at her. She knew better though. She knew they had their work and few would. She had struggled some in college and made the mistake of back talking professors on grad school and always felt like everyone was staring long after she had been punished and left the corner. Her friends told her that was silly and most folks were focused on class so they wouldn't be next. But she felt those feelings creeping back.

She arrived at the lab and only a couple technicians were there, preparing the equipment that they shut down every night but had a long start-up time in the morning. She was thankful. Most of these technicians happened to be ladies who had duties elsewhere when her unfortunate incident transpired yesterday. She knew everybody knew through gossip, but it wasn't rare for researchers to be spanked in most labs, so she just worried about those who actually saw it.

She went to her office and checked her emails to prepare for the day ahead before going into the lab. As her employees filed in, she was getting sympathetic looks from some of the ladies that only served as a reminder. She could do without the reminders. Every time she sat down was a reminder of that paddle. Most of the men were indifferent but she saw a couple who kept staring at her when they thought she wasn't looking.

That afternoon, Davis Banks came over from his lab. He wasn't happy and it was apparent.

Davis: Christina, we tried working that unit you designed into our device, but it just doesn't work. In fact it sucks Soo much power, it triggers a safety shutdown of the entire device.

Christina: that can't be, I was running it on no more than flashlight batteries.

Davis wasn't there to discuss. He had made up his mind before he left his office he was there to accuse.

David: that must've been a big flashlight from what I saw of your budgeting incident yesterday.

Christina: what do you mean, you saw?

Davis: I came to discuss this yesterday just before your 'budgeting meeting' then when I came back around 18:00, you were gone. Joko and Hank said you left.

Christina was livid. Joko and Hank were two of the worst for staring at her that morning, now this. They were staring at this exchange, of course. Christina was humiliated and felt helpless. Since a crowd was gathering.

Christina knew better than to talk back. Her first year in graduate school, had her well aware of the consequences since she talked back to her advisor in almost every weekly meeting and he would send her to his office to fetch his bamboo stick. But she felt that knee-jerk reaction to fight back. Especially since Davis wasn't looking for solutions. He immediately tried to shame her into submission in front of her subordinates.

Christina: first of all, my budget is between me and the director.secondly, I left on time. You can't expect me to live here. Thirdly, you are supposed to be a great engineer, I'm sure you are capable of solving a little power supply issue or do I have to come hold your little hand and solve that for you in addition to my work?

Davis was not going to stand for this. They were the same rank but Davis had interned here in school and therefore, technically had seniority.

Davis: oh, you know better than to back talk a senior colleague. Especially after your stunt yesterday. Go to your office and bring me your issued paddle.

Christina stomped off. She knew better than to argue but she was still too mad to think straight. She came back with the paddle and stored her lab coat, leaving her in black trousers and a classy but tight purple long sleeve shirt.

Davis: hands on your head missy.

Christina complied as Davis yanked her pants and panties down to her knees and saw her tuft of black hair. He knew she got away with it yesterday, but today too was too much. He grabbed her by the ear and took her to the nurse, waddling along with pants around her knees, exposed.

Davis: nurse Jane, Dr. Lee here is having a hygiene, pointing at the hair on her vagina. I don't want to report her to safety for reprimand, so I was wondering if you could help her bring it within compliance per the disciplinary code.

Christina was shocked and humiliated. She had shaved before. But she never had much hair there and thought it wasn't a big deal. Besides how is it a safety or hygiene issue if she is wearing pants and underpants?

The nurse took her to the small shower stall and stripped her from the waist down. She lathered Christina's public region with shaving cream and started to shave her. Christina had never been so embarrassed. Davis was watching the whole thing with a grin. The nurse finished up and rinsed Christina before putting lotion on the region. The nurse only focused on drying the pubic area to apply lotion.

David grabbed Christina by the arm when. She reached for the towel.

Davis: Jane it also seems I left my paddle in my office. May I borrow the cane that is used for senior nursing staff?

Jane: of course they are upstairs in the cupboard on the left between. The head nurse's office and the supply room.

Davis: thank you!

Davis kept Christina by the arm and marched her up the stairs. Before they even got to the cane cupboard, Christina was apologizing for her back talk and her voice was becoming shaky and the pitch was going up.

Christina: Davis, I'm sorry. Please it was just a small outburst. I will apologize in front of my staff and make this issue a priority. Please don't give me another spanking.

Davis: you will apologize, but you need to lead by example and you know the rules. I'm going to give you a whuppin' you will remember the next time you want to back talk a more senior scientist.

Christina becoming more hopeless as she saw the caning cupboard, began to cry. There were nurses and a doctor on the hall seeing her carrying on like this. The proud woman who resisted her spanking yesterday was gone. She was reduced to her response at 18 when she was first subject to this program. She used to always lose control like this. Maybe the paddling yesterday reminded her how bad these actually hurt.

Davis got the cane. It was a bamboo came, just like Christina used to recover from her advisor in those research meetings. She was becoming a mess of tears. A nurse pointed to an empty exam room because she understood what was happening.

Christina was told to touch her toes for 10 strokes. She cried harder, but complied. The first stroke came down and she let out a yelp. The second brought a loud cry. The third brought her to stand up.

Davis: do we need to add extra?

Christina: no, please, no! It hurts so bad on my wet bottom.

Christina bent back over to grab her ankles. The next stokes were accompanied by her crying out and sobbing in between. On the 9th she broke position again and was sentenced to 2 extra strokes. But she took the rest as well as a sobbing mess can.

Davis grabbed her ear and marched her back out of the medical offices, collecting her clothes they had left in nurse Jane,'s office and too Christina back to her lab break room.

Davis gathered her staff and instructed her to give an apology. She **** something out between sobs that was good enough. Davis told Alice to see to it that they work on the power supply issue at once and Alice nodded in agreement.

Davis: Christina, you will stay in the break room corner until this timer goes off. Hank and Joko will tell me if you move early. Now hands on your head and nose in the corner.

Hank and Joko loved being in charge of this. They poured a coffee and sat at the nearest table casually chatting. They could see the cane makes pretty clearly. They knew she had really gotten it. It wasn't a secret David had always resented Christina and was jealous. The two young scientists were surprised their normally very organized boss made the mistake of losing her composure and resorting to insults. Everyone knew Davis would love to punish Christina at any excuse. That was fairly common among male and female rivals in their research center. They did feel a little bad it went so far though. But the plus side was they got to see their very attractive boss naked from the waist down, now with her shaved vagina showing all. They had considered a day she wore a medium-length skirt with pantyhose a good day, but that was mostly at conferences. More reliably, they could catch a panty line of some naughty panties, rather than her typical granny panties. But nothing like this.

When the timer went off 10 minutes later, Christina had gotten a hold of herself. The loud beep got everyone to look as she left the corner and put her panties, pants, socks, and shoes back on. She went to the restroom to wash the running of her light make-up and got right to work. She lost plenty of time yesterday and today due to being punished. She couldn't retreat in shame. She must work through it. But first things first, she moved her office desk to be suitable for standing work since she would need to work late and much of it would be on her office trying to figure out how to get her overextended budget to cover this new emergency project. She may even need to go to the budgeting chairman to ask for more funding.