Meet Mirage, part 3

I scoped the room.

Despite Holly’s words… Nobody stepped up.

Okay…

I guess my next move needed some thought.

There had been three spankers so far; Ulla, Sophie and Holly.

The people still remaining…. Well, I could group them in three groups of three. There were Khali, Triss and Miriam, the web trio. Then there were Noriko and her two lackeys, Rin and Hana. And the last group was made of the two remaining graphic designers, tiny Kalissa and big Jayden. And also Melissa, the emo photo editor.

They all had to administer a spank.

Nobody was going to leave this room without obeying my order.

That would be… a disaster.

This was my one and only chance to get them to obey me during our first meeting, and therefore start their SP-counters from the positive side. There was no telling the amount of mountains I would have to climb if some or most of them went negative on me.

In a way, this meeting had been a giant gamble.

But, once the rebellion had started… It’s not like I had a choice. We would have to do this now.

If I could actually come out of this as the victor, the benefits would be massive. I’d have nearly the whole staff leaning submissive towards me.

I had to make this work. No matter what.

Manipulating ten aggressive women to my side was going to be one of my toughest challenges so far.

But hey. I had somehow managed to come this far. What’s another miracle for Jackie boy?

I had to do a quick mental checklist who I was going to prod forwards next.

Khali was out. Her eyes still shot daggers at me, perhaps more than others. The only one competing with her was Noriko, which left her out as well. As well as her lackeys. No way to get to them until I had Noriko.

That left Triss, Miriam, Kalissa, Jayden and Melissa.

Triss had been one of my first targets, considering her strange reaction to Gretchen bending over. But she was still avoiding eye contact.

It might not be as easy as I hoped.

What about Miriam? Hmm.

The sunglasses-wearing social media editor was standing all by herself, alone and aloof. I’m not sure if she had opened her mouth once during the meeting.

Her main interest appeared to be her cup of coffee. Like whatever she was thinking about was way more important than what was happening in the room.

It was super hard to get a read on her.

Definitely not a top pick right now.

Okay then… What about Kalissa, Jayden or Melissa?

I had gotten Holly to do the deed. How hard would it be to get the rest of the team to join in? Well, I guess technically Melissa wasn’t a part of the group, she worked more with Anna-Marie than the graphic designers. But she was an intriguing choice. While many women had the body language of revulsion, she was leaning a bit more forward.

But no.

She was not the best play. There was one I could use on Kalissa and Jayden.

Running out of time and options, I decided to test it out.

“Well, I guess Holly proved herself. But is she our only graphical designer with some… guts?”

Kalissa, the stacked squirt, let out an annoyed snort.

“Yeah, sure, guts,” she retorted quietly.

Holly turned her head, looking down menacingly at the small woman. “And… what do you mean by that?”

Instantly, Kalissa’s attitude changed. Something about Holly’s stare seemed to frighten her.

“Well… You know, it’s… You’re kinda... It was more like, you know…”

Kalissa didn’t seem to find the proper English words to convey her meaning, but Holly’s stare was unrelenting. Eventually, she gave up and tapped Jayden on the back of her shin.

“Let’s just get this fucking thing over with. Come on, Jay.”

The tall woman looked a bit bewildered to be dragged into this, but didn’t fight it too long. “Oh… Okay. Right.”

Wow. This was way easier than I had hoped.

Kalissa was first. She looked around confusedly at me and Gretchen’s derrier… which, even bent-over, was nearly at height of her head.

“So… What? Like just a slap? A spank? How hard am I supposed to do this?”

“As hard as you feel is justified,” I answered.

“So what the fuck does that mean? Can I just give her a tap or something?”

“Well, I guess it’s up to you,” I smirked. “If you rather gently tap and prod around the shape and slopes of your boss’s behind, than punish her for her mistake, I guess that’s your right. But I feel like it might be an HR issue.”

Kalissa blushed instantly, and began stuttering. “I- I didn’t mean that! I meant- I meant- I mean, I just wanted to-“ she paused for a second, seeing Holly covering her quietly giggling mouth.

“Aurgh! Okay! Fine!”

Very cutely, she pounded her leg to the floor to deal with her frustration. Like she was having a tantrum or something.

Then she wound up her hand, letting the tiny palm come down on Gretchen ass with a vicious SPANK! (KALISSA: +10SP) (+10SP)

Gretchen let out a cute, tiny whimper as well. A whimper that fit the spanker very well.

Kalissa marched in anger back to her place, leaving room for Jayden to step forward.

The big woman didn’t appear to have any questions, even though she looked quite awkward and uncomfortable to be doing this.

She gave me a questioning glance, which I answered with a nod.

Her huge hand was easily more terrifying than Kalissa’s tiny one, but she didn’t seem to have any real skill in wielding it. Her spank was an odd affair. It was just hard enough to qualify as a “spank”, and her palm covered nearly all of Gretchen’s left cheek… but the **** behind it was barely there.

Gretchen only let out a small grunt. Probably because that area was already smarting.

But… it was good enough to be considered a spank. At least by the app. (JAYDEN: +15SP) (+15SP)

“I’m… I’m sorry, Gretchen,” Jayden whispered.

While Jayden walked back to her spot, holding her head down in shame, I did think about how interesting it was to see the differing amount of humiliation the women felt for the task. Jayden was 15 points, Kalissa had been 10… And Holly…

Wait… Had Holly’s been only… one point?

She barely felt humiliated for doing this? Like at all?

My eyes drifted back to hers once again.

Her expression wasn’t combative. Not anymore. It was more like she just… observed.

She had a self-assuredness about her that was… mystifying.

She was just a graphic designer, but she acted like she owned the place.

I needed to keep a closer eye on her from now on.

Okay. The Kalissa-Jayden manipulation had been a success. I felt that with each spank, this ordeal was getting easier and easier.

Next one should be, logically, Melissa or Triss.

I sort of set my mind on Melissa, before a figure stepped in front of me.

Noriko.

Her stance was brimming with a desire to fight. Like we were just a few short words away from this getting physical.

She thought she might want that. But she really, really didn’t.

“That’s. Enough,” she said, punctuating both words.

“Excuse me?”

“Five spanks is more than enough. Time you put a stop to this travesty.”

Her body language signaled to me that if I were to ignore her and usher in another woman… Things would not end well. For anybody.

While I spent a few seconds coming up with an effective counter-argument… Another thought hit me.

I did some quick math in my head.

Yes.

This could actually lead to something… better.

“You know what? I think you may be right.” She looked stunned to hear my agreement. “I think six spanks would probably be enough of a punishment. Don’t you agree, Gretchen?”

“Y-yes,” she said from her muffled position.

Noriko squinted her eyes in suspicious annoyance.

“Six?”

“Yes.”

Like a gentleman… I pointed her towards Gretchen.

Her head snapped to me. “You’re not seriously suggesting…”

“Hey, I’m giving you a chance to finish this. The sooner you do it… The sooner it’s over.”

Noriko looked around the room, as if asking for guidance or permission.

Nobody spoke up in protest.

She turned her fury back to me. “You’ll end this bullshit if I do this?”

I nodded.

“Fine,” she spoke through her gritted teeth and stepped up.

She stood silently behind Gretchen’s ass for a few moments, flexing her arm.

“Gretchen… I really don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I’ve always trusted you. If you really feel like we need to do this… I’ll do it.”

“Thanks, Noriko. Really let me… have it.”

Noriko felt a bit weirded out by Gretchen’s words, but kept flexing her hand and arm.

I really suspected if Gretchen had actually turned full-on masochistic by now. Yeah, sure, **** her gave her pleasure, but causing any other kind of pain shouldn’t have that effect. Unless she was developing some kinks on her own?

The most likely reason why she said that… was for my pleasure and benefit. And I definitely didn’t have a problem with that.

Noriko was a good employee. She really let her boss’s butt have it.

SPANK!

Noriko’s hand movement was a graceful, swift, powerful. It was a spank, that made Gretchen’s ass jiggle almost through her pants.

(Noriko: +10SP) (-38SP)

“Ow!!” Gretch yelled out.

Without a beat, Noriko turned back to me.

“That’s it. The show’s over,” she declared. “Everybody, let’s get out of here so we can actually do our best to fix the shitshow out there. Hana, Rin, you come with me and-“

“Wait wait wait,” I said, holding up my hands.

“What the fuck is it now? You promised me this ends things!”

“Yeah, it does. For her. Not for you. We still have your punishment to deal with.”

Noriko scoffed, placing her hands on her hips. “That is such fucking bullshit!”

I grinned. “Is it now? I thought we just a reached a conclusion that six spanks is a fair punishment. It’s what you’ll get too.”

Noriko scoffed again, looking around the room, trying to raise another outrage.

However… That didn’t really come.

A few things had shifted since I tried this move before.

Gretchen had sacrificed herself, normalizing the punishment inside the room. And with each spank… even the act of spanking was becoming normal as well. And, perhaps most importantly of all… Noriko had joined in the activity as well, punishing her boss with sadistic abandon.

It was starting to feel less and less fair… if she simply wanted to opt out of her turn.

Noriko looked around, but was having trouble finding sympathetic faces. Even Hana and Rin were avoiding her gaze.

“You… can’t be serious…” she said, not really to anybody particular.

Holly sighed. “Just bend over. Let’s get it over with. Like you said, we need to get back to fixing the shitshow”.

Now Holly was backing me up? Man how the tides shift.

Gretchen got up gently rubbing her behind. But with a gentle touch, she grabbed Noriko’s shoulder, and gently moved her towards her old position.

“But this… This is so wrong… and… and… disgusting… demented… perverted…” she muttered, as Gretchen softly bent her over and pushed her head against the desk.

I tried my best to stop the bulge growing in my pants.

Finally… Finally I had Nori-chan. All weak and ****, in front of us. Her peachy ass almost visible, her tiny skirt riding up. One could even see panties if one crouched.

Bet she finally was finally regretting leaving her legs so bare and inviting each day. This current, bent-over position… It was pretty much the kryptonite to her revealing outfit.

I was a bit angry at Gretchen, though. If Noriko would have bent over voluntarily without any physical handling, it would have no doubt given me a boatload of submission-points. But, then again, waiting for her to do that… That could have taken an ice age.

This meeting was still less about her, and more about subjugating the remaining members of the staff to my will. And for that… things were progressing nicely.

So nicely in fact, that I felt like upping the ante.

I walked up to Noriko’s backside. Her eyes were staring at the wall, her head seemingly trying in desperation to make sense of all this.

“And… for Noriko’s obstinacy, we’ll make her punishment a bit harsher.”

I quickly pulled up her skirt, revealing her cream-white globes and the sexy black lace between them.

“She’ll be feeling the blows… against her bare skin."