Spanking and other orders of business

After thrashing the ass of Vicki the PA to the point where she would not be able to sit down for the rest of the day, I told her to stand up.

"Thank you," she said, tears smearing her mascara. It was an interesting contrast to Miss Jones whose lipstick was all over her face.

However, I still had a little bit of venom left after giving her such a spanking and said quickly, "That's thank you sir. Please call me Sir when you address me. Please curtsy when you enter or leave a room that I'm in. Please roll your skirt up at the back at all times so that your ass is in view whenever you're at work. Please do not wear panties to work", and considering that this is a bit much, I added, "Please consider all this as reasonable requests and that you really need to work here".

"I, yes. I mean yes sir," she said hurriedly, dropped a little awkward curtsy by bending her knees, then began rolling her skirt up at the back and tucking it in at her waistband so that her red ass cheeks were fully on view.

"Ok", I calmed down a little and thought.

"PLEASE arrange an interview with Coleen Rowland live with me as soon as possible." Coleen was their number one lunchtime reporter, and probably the only one I could name, and that was really only because she was hot.

"Yes sir," said Vicki.

"After that, please have the heads of all the different departments meet me here in this office".

"yes sir"

"Ok." I paused, and looked at her, judging her capacity for gossip. I figured it would be quite high. "Please write out a list for me in order of who the biggest sluts working here. I want to know who's prepared to suck cock in order to keep their jobs."

"Yes sir, I'll do what I can."

"Thanks".

"Oh and Vicki,"

"Yes sir?"

"Please get yourself a pair of Fuck me boots and wear them to work in future."

"A what"?

"Look it up online."

"Yes sir".