Rand tried to sneak into the office appearing as calm and composed as ever, but unfortunately for him, Amanda seemed to be acutely aware of his fumbling entrance.

"Rand?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda?"

"You're out of breath? Why is that?"

"Sorry, Mistress Amanda."

"I heard you running in here. I already told you about your lateness; you needn't have run. You are getting a spanking from me no matter what so get on your knees and crawl. Remove my shoes and kiss and lick my feet while you slowly catch your breath and calm down."

Rand immediately dropped to his knees. She did not order him to strip (which he had expected), so he remained fully clothed as he came to her on his hands and knees, slightly soiling his dark blue pants. He looked up and liked what he saw. Although she was always an attractive young woman, he was so wrapped up in running his business, he noticed little else about her than her fabulous work. It was only this past week, when his wife Sharie decided Amanda would act in her new capacity, that he had begun to notice how alluring his young assistant was. It was her strict power that she now had over him that no doubt unlocked the way he now viewed her.

Sharie must have noticed at their home when she first asked Amanda to be his Mistress that his member twitched uncontrollably, especially during Amanda's first nude spanking of him. After all, Sharie was his queen who missed nothing and knew everything, but she did not seem to be concerned with his new arousal around Amanda. In fact, it seemed like she reveled in it. She no doubt used his uncertainty to control him better. It worked, of course, as all Sharie's actions to control him did. Still, he felt a twinge of guilt as Amanda's presence in her new mode stimulated him.

Sharie was the most confident person he had ever seen. She was aware that Rand needed her to guide his life and craved obeying her commands. It fulfilled him. Even as he now willingly gave himself over to Amanda, it was because Sharie wanted it. She said it would improve his life and also thought it would be fun for all of them. As always, she proved to be correct. Sharie made sure to spank him for doubting her. Although Rand never acted less than professional with Amanda as his assistant, he always did admire her and sought her advice on important business matters. It must have been this that Sharie picked up on during her office visits as she observed their interaction.

Sharie herself got an extra bonus with this new arrangement when the younger woman unexpectedly asked, or rather begged, Sharie to become her own Mistress. The deal was sealed when Sharie put Amanda over her knee and spanked her hard in the downstairs living room as Rand was consigned to merely listen from the upstairs bedroom.

Although it had only been a week, Amanda proved so adept that her being his Mistress seemed natural to him now. It's amazing that just over a week before, she was his subordinate.

As he finished crawling across the dusty office floor, he removed Amanda's black, shiny heels and carefully set them aside. He watched as she took her dark blue blazer and hung it loosely on the back of the power chair in the main office that was once his. He stared up at her and waited while she slowly sat and crossed her legs coyly in front of him, inches away from his mouth. He fought the desire to reach out and grasp her foot as she made him wait, dangling it in front of him, delaying his want. He snuck a peek at her sheer stockings when she lifted herself off the chair by inches, raising her skirt just enough so he could have a tantalizing view of the very tops of her thighs. He was also able to glimpse her panties, which she made sure he could tell were crotchless.

He looked with interest as she slid the stocking down to her right knee. She nodded, and Rand carefully removed the stocking the rest of the way rolling it up delicately as she had taught him to do. He placed it inside her right shoe, making sure no part of it touched the floor. She repeated the process with her left leg until Rand felt he must burst as he lay the second rolled-up stocking inside her left shoe. Amanda pointed to the floor as he stared straight down at the floor, not daring to make eye contact.

She got up and circled behind him. Taking her time, she swung around in front of him and smiled. She took her time sitting once again, making sure her legs were folded beneath her and her feet were near him. She snapped her fingers, initiating the signal allowing him to engage with her. They both fell into their new routine without a hitch. Sharie was proven right once again about Amanda's skills.

He looked up at his former assistant above her waist, appraising the view. She wore a tight, gray-colored skirt seductively slit down the sides, showing just enough of her toned skin to make him lust for the rest. He glanced up at her blazing white buttoned-down blouse, opened just enough to reveal a hint of breast and a delicate gold necklace with the letter "M" on it. It was a gift from Sharie.

He marveled at how Mistress Amanda eased his anxieties skillfully. She did this as his underling, but he felt she did it better now. He realized with certainty that raising Amanda to his superior was a blessing bestowed upon him by Sharie, whom he loved more than ever. He delicately took Amanda's left foot with his two hands and began stroking gently, using his thumb to put pressure on the bottoms of her feet, warming her up for the day ahead. After kissing and licking the bottoms of her feet, she showed him her tops. He kissed her left foot three times and switched to her right doing the same. She maneuvered her left foot directly into his open mouth giving him a direct taste of her toes crammed onto his bottom jaw.

"Lick!"

Unable to speak, he took her big toe and ran his tongue up and down. He engulfed the large toe above his tongue almost to his throat and gave her toe a blowjob that any man would appreciate from a woman. Before advancing to her extremely long middle toe, she grabbed his hair, roughly pulling him away.

"Rand, you're such a good foot slave. I envy Mistress having you all to herself each night."

"Thank you, Mistress Amanda. It is an honor attending to you before the workday begins so that I can help you to be at your best."

"I will ask you a question. Could you take what you just did to my feet and do it to my pussy as well? You are an expert."

Rand was stunned by this. Not only did the content hit him like a thunderbolt, but the fact that she asked his opinion instead of just demanding what she wanted showed respect for him and a true mark of the confidence she had in her leadership skills. His mind raced to other thoughts and he did not answer as quickly as she had come to expect. She spoke loudly to bring him back to reality.

"RAND!"

Suddenly, he snapped back into showing laser focus upon his young Mistress. He seemed confused, so Amanda repeated gently.

"I asked if you would attend to my pussy as you had just so expertly done to my feet."

She stared at him and smiled. She loved her control over him. She noticed as he tried to listen to her his eyes darted below her waist and between her legs. She smiled as his attempt at being discreet failed miserably as she leaned back in her chair, no doubt allowing him to look in that area a bit more freely. Finally, he was able to respond.

"I am here to serve you."

Amanda wagged her finger playfully in front of him. "Don't forget."

"Mistress! Sorry, Mistress Amanda. I am here to serve you, Mistress Amanda."

"That's better."

"No, no, you may relax. There will be no punishment... for that."

"Mistress Amanda, you are kind."

"What about my Mistress? Would your lovely wife approve? I never thought I would desire this when I first came to work for you."

They both laughed knowingly.

"Me neither. That seems so long ago, Ma'am. Of course, no matter what I think, it is up to her, just as whatever you want, I must obey as well."

"Because I am your Mistress?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda."

"Totally?"

"Totally. I am completely yours, Mistress Amanda."

Rand looked up at her, giving full attention to her words.

"Then I command you to repeat it to Mistress Sharie and ask her counsel on it."

"Of course, Ma'am."

"She may spank you for asking."

"She may, but it's worth it to show my devotion, Ma'am."

"Would she spank me for bringing it up?"

"I don't know, Ma'am. I could tell her it was my idea."

"You would do that?"

"Of course, Ma'am."

"No, don't lie for me. Sharie knows best."

"I am sorry, Mistress Amanda. That was bad. Please spank me for suggesting it. If she thinks you should be spanked, I could volunteer to take your spanking if it comes to that, but I should never have suggested a lie."

"Very well. I will spank you for that. But on another day."

"Thank you, Mistress Amanda."

She held out her spanking hand, allowing Rand to take and kiss it.

"Turn and lean over, please."

She got up and moved behind him as he bent over, bracing himself against a desk. She moved to his side and smacked his rear quickly and repeatedly all in the same spot on his left cheek. She left the other side alone as she went back to her seat. He waited, unsure if there was more to come.

"You may stand up and face me again, Rand. That's just a taste of your next day spanking for suggesting you lie even though you wanted to do it to protect me."

Amanda smiled. She and Rand had taken on many projects together and seemed to have a symbiotic relationship right from the start. He never stinted on his praise for her then, and although she may have thought about it, he never acted inappropriately. This freed her up to perform to the best of her capabilities. This was no different now, even with her ostensibly in charge.

She knew it took two, and she admired Rand for accepting her dominance. He was always on the cutting edge. What made him a great businessman and boss served him well in becoming her devoted slave. She thought about how Rand told her never to have limits and to do everything all the way as she saw fit. She had become a Mistress in no small part because of Rand, and she would be the best she could be. As for herself, she hoped she could serve Sharie as well as Rand served them both.

"You seem calmer now."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda, thank you."

"You're welcome. Tell me why you are thanking me."

"By giving you foot worship, I forgot all my troubles and worries and just felt safe as I did your bidding. Also, you agreeing to spank me for overstepping my place showed your dominance. You have become a marvelous Mistress in such a short time. I am devoted to you and trust whatever you do."

"Does that mean you place yourself completely in my hands, so to speak?"

"Yes, Ma'am. Figuratively and literally."

They both laughed at his joke.

"I am very pleased with this new arrangement. I was not sure it would work, did you?"

"No, Mistress Amanda, but I have no doubts now. How can I serve you next?"

"Take off your shoes and socks and place them near my shoes. But don't let them touch!"

"Of course not, Ma'am."

"Now, remove everything but your underwear."

Without hesitation, Rand was standing in front of his former assistant almost naked. Amanda noticed this and smiled as she drank in the sight of her boss, hands at his side, ready to do whatever she fancied. She had no problem ordering him about now, and he had no issue with undressing before her. Their new relationship was now set and looked to be comfortable on both sides. She looked down and saw a huge tent forming below his waist. He now realized it and flew his hands to his groin. While she did not like it, she kept her reserve together.

"Kindly remove those hands from your penis. I did not say you could cover up. I want to see you."

"So very sorry, Mistress Amanda. I..."

He never finished his apology as she firmly admonished him in a firm but controlled voice.

"QUIET! I don't need to hear you."

She stared at him as he looked down. She advanced to him and smacked him under his chin.

"Look at me. Don't look away unless I give you permission. You have a long cock that wants to break free from your cotton prison. Maybe I should allow you to drop your last remaining article of clothing."

"Yes, Mistress A..."

He never got to use her name as she slapped his face hard on the left side.

"Did I ask your advice?"

"No, Ma'am."

She backhanded him, connecting with his right cheek now.

"Who's your Mistress here?"

"You are!"

She slapped him again with her dominant right hand. He had forgotten to address her properly and quickly corrected himself.

"You are, Mistress Amanda!"

She pointed to the floor in front of her former boss.

"KNEEL!"

Rand immediately fell to the floor.

"Good boy."

She patted him on the head, allowing her hand to roam down as she squeezed his cheeks together. As she spoke, her tone was calm and loving.

"You follow instructions well."

She disengaged from his face, walking around until she was behind him. He dared not turn and look at her, keeping his eyes trained straight ahead.

"Are you happy with this arrangement?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. May I say it is kind of you to ask me."

Wordlessly, she came around and nodded approvingly as she came back into his sight.

"Please turn to the side so I can see a side view of your raging hard-on."

Amanda smiled as his humiliation showed his utter servitude. From the side, his erection seemed even more massive, as his red briefs could not contain it. She made him stay in this position for a long time enjoying how uncomfortable he felt with each passing second. Finally, she relieved his embarrassment.

"You may stand with your back to me."

She then approached him, running her hands across his cloth-covered bottom.

"I wish to see your ass. Are you ashamed you were well-spanked by Mistress Sharie."

"No, Ma'am."

"I bet it hurt."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda, but I loved it. She tends to reward me with spankings as I obey her every order, just as she punishes me when I am naughty."

Amanda patted his rear lovingly, then smacked him underneath his left buttock sharply. He yelped unexpectedly, so she smacked him again across his right cheek. He was not as surprised and took it better. Amanda smiled. She pulled his underwear down to the top of his thighs, being careful to leave the front part still covering his genitals. She leaned against him, pressing her firm tits squarely against his back and her pussy just below his rear. She moved to one side and began rubbing his ass seductively as she spoke.

"Mistress Sharie has shown me that you are always truthful to those you serve, and I have noticed. I would like your briefs to be totally removed from my view. Do something about it, but get back into the position at once."

She smacked his ass and stepped back. Like a shot, Rand had his underwear off. He ran to his clothes and placed them on top, getting back into the exact position Amanda demanded of him in less than ten seconds. This impressed her greatly.

She reached around and maneuvered the length of his cock into her right hand, slowly stroking from the tip to his balls and back again.

"I am impressed with your hard-on. Are you looking forward to being spanked by me this morning."

He closed his eyes and was drinking in the attention she was suddenly showering upon him. At once the sting he felt from the previous assaults on his ass from his two Mistresses was replaced by pure ecstasy. He knew this was not to last long, so he wanted to savor every last bit. However, as an obedient submissive, he knew he must answer his Mistress right away. Somehow, he was able to coherently put forth an answer, even though it was blurted out louder than it normally would have been.

"I...uh...look forward to... WHATEVER you command of me, Mistress Amanda."

"I know you do, and I appreciate that.

She continued slowly showing his penis some love, controlling it to make sure he would not cum. She decided to tease him mercilessly until he lost the self-control he wished to maintain. She could tell by his breathing that by not allowing him to cum he would be begging soon.

"Would you be happy being spanked again even after already receiving a harsh spanking at home?"

Rand could no longer hold back his desire as it burst out of him.

"YES! YES! Please, Mistress Amanda. Spank me! PLEASE!"

She released his member and patted his ass. She stepped back and waited for him to regain his composure. Rand took deep breaths to calm down and knew she was allowing him time to collect himself.

"I think you liked that. I'm glad. Now, pay attention. Face me, please."

He turned to look at her. His erection waving furiously in her direction. He looked down and tried to hide it away. He did not want her to think he was being rude. She placed her hand on his mouth and patted him on the cheek. She pointed down and nodded approvingly. Rand smiled at her humorous take on the situation.

"Did you ever get a hard-on around the office before this week."

"No, Ma'am. I always wanted to be professional toward you as a colleague."

"Are you worried now?"

"A little, Ma'am."

"Well, don't be. Your Mistress Sharie told me this would happen. You are excited about following strong women. She expected it, so don't worry."

He smiled. She had relieved a growing concern. Amanda knew how to be a comforting Mistress. He knew Sharie was once again proven right about reading people. He loved Amanda very much at that moment and felt a little more relaxed. Although his penis was not as relaxed, she made him feel okay about it. She thought of holding his penis in her hand to get his attention but decided that would just stiffen his erection even further. Instead, she snapped her fingers in front of his face. This worked.

"This morning, when you first came into the office, did you just run up the stairs, or were you running for blocks to get here?"

"I ran for blocks, Ma'am."

"Car trouble?"

He hesitated and looked down. Finally he croaked out a reply.

"Yes, Ma'am."

"You seem embarrassed right now, Rand. Are you?"

He nodded affirmatively, unable to speak.

"It's okay, Rand. I know all about it."

She walked up to him and grabbed his genitals hard. causing him to yelp. She then eased off her grip.

"Your penis is still quite firm. I like that. I bet it was like that while you were driving. You pulled it out, didn't you?"

Sheepishly, he admitted his deed.

"Yes, Ma'am."

"You were masturbating, weren't you?"

"How did you know?"

She slapped his face hard.

"Yes, Ma'am."

He raised his hand until she nodded in his direction.

"Uh, may I also call you Mistress Amanda?"

"Certainly. You may alternate with either. Now, let's get back to what we were talking about. You were masturbating and not paying close attention to the road until you hit the curb. This is why you dropped the car off and ran to me. Correct?"

"Yes, Mistress-uhh-Ma'am. Yes, Mistress Amanda, yes!"

"You were thinking of me?""

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. I began picturing myself naked over your lap when I got here late. I pictured your nude legs and body just before you would order me to crawl over your knee for a solid thrashing, adding to my wife's-"

Amanda smacked his balls sharply but not hard. Without missing a beat, Rand corrected himself and kept speaking as if nothing happened, so fully under her command he now was.

"...by adding to my Mistress Sharie's earlier spanking. I also got hard thinking of her and could not keep it in my pants anymore, so I took it out and began stroking."

"I think you are leaving something out. Was there anyone else involved?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. There was an officer who came by. She noticed my smashed rim and told me I needed to get it fixed or else I would get a ticket."

"Within two hours?'

"Yes," she said... "How did you know that?"

She slapped his face.

"Never mind. Was she pretty?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"You noticed right away?"

"I did, Mistress Amanda."

"I love how you answer quickly and truthfully, even when you reveal embarrassing news."

"She reminded me of Mistress Sharie. but shorter and a little younger. She had soft red hair and an authoritative manner. like you."

"Are you fantasizing about her even now?"

"I... er... don't know."

"Rand??"

"Yes. I don't know what's wrong with me. I am devoted to Mistress Sharie. I have strong feelings for you. Now I am thinking of this woman. I'm a disgrace. She should spank me for my thoughts about her and for letting me off so easily."

"Don't worry. She will."

"Ma'am?"

"Mistress Sharie will not be coming here alone this morning. She will be bringing a friend."

Rand interrupted. He even forgot to address Amanda properly. A feat that she noted but decided not to act on for the moment.

"You mean...?"

"Do you think what happened to you this morning was not by design? You are a lucky man."

As he acknowledged the full ramifications of his situation, Rand smiled.

"I feel very lucky, Mistress Amanda.

"I am glad you trust my authority now. Are you sorry for being my office slave?"

"Not at all. Ma'am. You are a terrific Mistress. Not only do you look out for me and take control well, you also are compassionate without ever showing a loss of prestige. I love this situation that Sharie cooked up for me. You are amazing!"

"I must confess, Mistress Amanda, that I am somewhat sorry you became my Office Mistress last week."

"Oh?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. You see, I wish you had become my Mistress much sooner. I would have enjoyed nursing a sore ass here at work from you long ago before getting another one upon coming home. Serving you has given me something I did not know I was missing."

"Or craving?"

"Or craving, Ma'am."

"That's sweet. You have to be spanked by three ladies for your jerking off. I know you can take it. Are you still sore from your morning exercise?"

She spun him around until he faced the wall.

"Your ass is not as red as I thought it would be. We can fix that."

She slapped his ass several times with her hand.

"That's a bit better. Run into my private bathroom. You remember, it's the one that used to be yours."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda."

Amanda was impressed. His words showed no bitterness toward the loss of his private bathroom and office. Instead it reflected a total acceptance of his lot in life and her command over him.

"Bring out the heavy wooden brush and get back into position. Hold the brush backward and spank yourself twenty times as hard as you can. It better be painful and reflect the color I want, or I might not give you a reward spanking."

Without prompting, Rand whacked himself as hard as he could. The crack of the wood on his already tenderized ass was deafening. She decided to reward him.

"I am glad you spanked so hard."

"Was it hard enough, Ma'am?"

"Not as hard as I would have done it, but yes, very hard."

"Thank you, Ma'am. I wanted to please you."

Amanda excused herself and crossed to her bag, removing a jar of cold cream. She placed some in her hand and reached out to his ass. He jumped wildly, then settled in as he felt the coolness soothing his fiery skin. She spoke gently.

"You did. Repeat your story, just the reason why your car hit the curb."

"Do I have to, Ma'am?"

Without warning, she reached low and smacked his balls hard, causing him to collapse on the floor in pain.

"I am your Mistress. Do as I say! What made you hit the curb?"

"It was... when I was... when I was... mast-"

"Masturbating?"

He nodded wordlessly.

"Tell me why you were doing that."

"I... I..."

She now placed both hands on his penis and balls and held it, giving him the warmth of her glorious touch while at the same time helping to abate his growing orgasm. She noticed a little pre-cum on her fingers. She placed her fingers to his mouth as he tasted his own salty essence. She stroked his left cheek.

"Come on, Rand, I want to hear you say it. You said it before and you'll have to say again at least twice more."

"I was thinking about how you would spank me for being late, Ma'am."

"Oh, you naughty boy!"

She playfully slapped his cheek.

"I am sorry, Mistress Amanda. I didn't mean to disrespect you."

"Don't be silly. I actually find it a compliment. But don't make a habit of it, and never do it in front of me!"

"NO. MISTRESS AMANDA NEVER!"

Amanda turned and began walking away before turning back to him. Rand was enjoying the wonderful view, even throwing in a wiggle to titillate him further. She turned back her head while still giving a clear look at her covered but still gorgeous ass.

"Unless I order you to."

Rand felt a little uneasy about that last comment and hoped he wouldn't have to be made to jerk off in front of his beautiful young Mistress. He responded as quickly as he could.

"Yes, Ma'am."

She came back to him, sucking her finger as she approached, pulling back her skirt to reveal more bare leg.

"Do you want me to order you to masturbate now?"

He fluffed for a response as she neared. He stared at her. Finally, he found his voice.

"No, Ma'am. No. That is unless you demand it. I will naturally follow your orders, but I don't have to if..."

Amanda laughed at his unease.

"Calm down, Rand. I am not going to demand that of you... for now anyway."

She held his face in her left hand.

"Let's forget about your drive-in for now. Close your eyes. I am going to get ready for my first official spanking of you. I won't be wearing clothes for that."

She tied her silk scarf around him. Removing her skirt and blouse, she placed them into his hands and walked out of the room, ordering him to place the clothing by her shoes and to get back into place exactly as he was. Knowing he was now blindfolded, she knew this would be impossible, giving her another reason to spank that ass of his. Besides, even if he somehow managed it, she would punish him anyway.

"Very good, Rand. You have the skill to come close to where you were, even when blindfolded. Of course, you will be spanked anyway."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. Thank you."

Returning with a brand-new wooden paddle, she placed it upon his right buttock and maneuvered it up and down, tapping it lightly several times. He loved the touch of the wood but feared its danger since she had never spanked him with anything more than her hand before. He could not feel anything as she reared back and fired. It struck him hard and would definitely leave a mark. She smacked him ten times, repeating it on the opposite side.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

She ran her hand over his ass, noticing heat emanating nicely and possible marks forming. She patted him gently. For his part, Rand wished he had been over her lap, feeling her hand upon his skin. Sharie was frequently naked as she officially punished him and Amanda vowed to follow her mentor in most ways.

Secretly, he ached to see her nude. He knew she had no outer clothing on, but what about her bra and panties? It was all he could do to keep from orgasming on the spot.

As if by radar, Mistress Amanda knew his thoughts. She draped herself over him from behind, thrusting her panty-covered pussy up his rear. When she draped her bra over his shoulder, he knew she had just removed it.

"Rand?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda?"

"Tell me about my bra."

Without hesitation, Rand told all he could think about her sexy article of clothing.

"It is sheer, Ma'am. It has several vents that allow for breathing. It is wired underneath but not penetrating the skin, and although you don't need it, it is supportive."

"Excellent. The color?"

"Black."

"How do you know?"

"I knew as soon as I knelt before you after coming in. I noticed the three opened buttons on your blouse showing a hint of cleavage as I stared up at you, inhaling your intoxicating perfume."

"I have smacked that firm ass of yours already today to pleasure myself, but have I started officially spanking you today?"

"No, Ma'am. You are not nude yet. You took off your sexy black bra but are still wearing panties."

Amanda smacked his ass three times and complimented him. She removed her panties, the last vestiges of covering on her. She held it in front of his nose, waving it before placing it in his hands. She told him he would be rewarded further if he told her the color. Without hesitation, he eagerly answered, revealing his anticipation.

"PURPLE!"

"You are excited, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. Sorry!"

"Don't be sorry. You are a good man."

She took back her panties and removed the scarf from his eyes. He blinked as the haze began to lift, adjusting to the bright fluorescent office light.

"Tell me how you knew the color so well."

"I noticed earlier when you ordered me to remove your stockings from the knee down."

"You naughty boy! You are observant. Open your mouth."

As his mouth opened, she reached her right hand around him and stuffed her purple treasure into his mouth rewarding him as promised. Her musky scent filled his nostrils, sending a charge throughout his entire body, which he wanted to savor for as long as she allowed, which he knew would not be long enough. He could hardly feel it when she then smacked his ass several times for good measure.

She handed him the paddle and held out five fingers. In a dreamlike state, he wordlessly whacked himself extremely hard five times. Amanda held out her hand, signaling him to place the instrument back to her. She then proceeded to spank him once. She left it in the room in case Sharie wanted to use it on him or on Amanda herself. She looked at his rear finally.

"That's better. When they get here, I want them to see evidence from your morning session mixed with mine. That is why the paddle came out before we started on your first office spanking."

Rand immediately tried to respond but was muffled until Amanda could hear nothing but incoherent babble.

"What? You don't like my panties in your mouth?"

Rand negatively shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel that notion.

"You do enjoy it?"

Rand nodded yes

"You wish to speak?"

He indicated that he did. She retrieved her panties.

"Place this in the inside jacket pocket of your suit. It is yours to keep now. I have another pair in your desk. You will need to guess the color of those later. Go on!"

Rand flew over to where his clothes lay and quickly found his suit jacket. Putting it up to his nose, he inhaled her sexual scent once more before carefully folding and placing his hard-won reward into his inner pocket. He flew back to Amanda.

"Now tell me, Rand. What did you want to ask?"

"Mistress Amanda, you said we would start with the first office spanking?"

"You didn't think that was your spanking, did you? Oh no. I know I had just removed my panties, which technically made me nude, but there are more preliminaries coming up before we officially start. That is unless you want the rest of the staff to witness it."

"OH NO, MISTRESS AMANDA! I THOUGHT MISTRESS SHARIE AGREED NO ONE ELSE AT THE OFFICE WOULD KNOW?"

"She did, and they won't. That is unless you forget to tell them not to come in today. Only three of them were due in today anyway. Since they know you as the boss, you must call and tell them not to come in. They will love you for it and work harder for you tomorrow."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda. Thank you. You are wise."

"You are very welcome, but our mutual Mistress gave me the idea. What do you think of that?"

"My Mistress knows best, and you know better than me, Ma'am. You keep me working better. I can feel it, and not just in my backside."

They both laughed at his little joke.

"Now get down on your knees and crawl behind me. Kiss my ass!"

"Gladly, Mistress Amanda. Gladly."

This seemed to calm Rand down a lot. He placed his hands on her rear for balance as he sunk his lips into her perky, round and delicious back door. This was always his favorite and sexiest part of any woman's anatomy, especially Mistress Amanda's perfectly shaped rear. He felt much better now. He owed a lot to his new Mistress.

As he kissed and sucked greedily, his thoughts drifted to his current life. He reflected on how the two women he served implicitly guided his life, expertly allowing him to concentrate on being the best worker and slave whose only thought was pleasing them. As a bonus, they each had the greatest asses he ever encountered. All he wanted to do with Sharie was to kiss, fondle and suck her pristine ass, even after she had just thrashed his painfully.

As he kissed and fondled Amanda's spectacular ass, he thought about how she improved his life and how he was already learning a great deal from her. What a terrific idea Sharie had in putting Amanda in charge of him, he thought.

Just as he began to relax, he remembered he needed to contact his workers before they showed up and saw something they should not. He pulled back from her and urgently looked up.

"Mistress Amanda, I better start phoning people before it's too late."

"Yes, indeed. Fetch the cell phone and bring it to me."

Planting one last, deep kiss between her ass crack, inhaling deeply, Rand was off like a shot, placing the phone in her hand just as she faced him. He glanced down at her sexy, groomed mound and could not resist a smile. Amanda noticed his naughty, roving eyes and made a mental note to address it later. For now, though, she clung to the matter at hand.

"Bring the chair over and hold it out while I sit."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda."

He did as requested.

"Now, stand next to me on my right side. and listen carefully."

"You will call them as quickly as you can before they arrive. Be careful to sound calm and in control when you give them the day off, but be commanding when you tell them to be here early tomorrow."

"Of course, Ma'am. I am good at that. You know me."

"You have thirty minutes left to get down to the garage and get your car on time before being scolded and ticketed by you know who, so be timely. Here is my cell phone. Call Phil first."

"Be sure not to let him know the pain you are going through while you are speaking. This will be a real test to see how you can remain cool under intense pressure while following orders."

"Ma'am?"

"Oh, didn't I tell you? While you are speaking to Phil, Susan and Janet, you will be dangling over my bare legs while I spank you. Make sure you cover up the yelps you would want to make and be ready to explain what the whacking sound in the background is that they will hear."

Rand stood dumbfounded and could not move. Amanda assumed a deeper tone.

"GET OVER MY LAP!"

He immediately draped himself over her knee as he heard the phone ring. She got to work, occasionally stopping to hear his struggles but generally keeping up a steady barrage of hard and fast blows, which he had little time to recover from.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

"Hello, Phil. Yeah, have you left yet? No? Good. WHACK! OWW! Well, don't go. I'm WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I'm giving OWW! you the WHACK! day off. WHACK! Oh that? I don't know WHACK! There's construction outside. OOF! No. I'm WHACK! all right. Bye!"

Amanda laughed and placed her hand over his mouth.

"You almost blew it! Be more careful."

"Sorry, Mistress Amanda!"

He kissed her hand as she got Susan on the line.

"Hello, WHACK! WHACK! OWW! WHACK! It's not a wrong number. It's your boss! No, I'm alright. Sorry if it sounded like that. WHACK! OWW! Please take the day off. No, don't come in. WHACK! WHACK! OOF! I don't care, WHACK! if your vacation starts Monday. Start it today! WHACK! WHACK! Go now. Yes, it's alright."

"You hung up quickly. That was rude. I bet she wanted to thank you more."

"She did. I had to get off before I screamed."

Amanda grabbed his hair with her left hand and gave his ass a sharp blow.

"MISTRESS AMANDA!"

"Mistress Amanda, sorry."

"I was going to go easy on you. I don't like the way you rushed yourself off with Susan. Do better with Janet. You have one more chance."

He began furiously kissing the calf of her left leg and was easing downward when she stuck her finger in his mouth letting him suck it. She held it there until she was satisfied he had calmed down. She then pressed the "Favorites" button and handed him the phone just as Janet answered.

Obeying Amanda, Rand held it together as he told Janet the good news and even patiently waited as she asked a lot of inane questions while his ass continued to be spanked.

"Yes, Janet. It's true. WHACK! You can do as you like. WHACK! No, WHACK! No homework. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "

Amanda marveled at his self-control and let him kiss her spanking hand and feet after it was over.

Rand had rolled off and seemed content to rub his ass on the cool office floor. Amanda smiled at her devoted slave. She also needed time to wind down.

"Okay, Rand, you're done. Turn over and wave your ass in the air so I can observe. It is a nice shade of deep red but not yet scarlet. I want to leave some for Mistress Sharie and her friend to take care of."

"Thank you, Mistress Amanda, thank you."

"You are welcome. Now get me a new pair of panties from your drawer while I put on my blouse and bra. Choose a color that is not also black but goes with my bra. If all goes well, I will put my skirt on while you run to get your car."

"Yes, Mistress Amanda."

"If you come back on time, I MIGHT let you show me more ass worship."

Rand scampered off to find Amanda a sexy pair of blue panties with black trim that he hoped would please her and all the women he served.

TO BE CONTINUED