Emma really couldn’t understand how she ended up in this embarrassing position. Here she was a full grown women standing in her bosses office with her nose pressed against the wall, her hands on her head and her well spanked bottom on full view for anyone who entered the office to witness. Standing at just shy over 5’ 2’’ she was perfectly proportioned. She had a nice firm backside, tanned slender legs and pert breasts. Her shoulder length brunette hair and her stylish dress sense gave her a look of a woman who was in control.
She was just approaching her 30 th birthday and was finally getting ahead in her career as a marketing executive. But things where just going wrong for Emma at all the wrong time, she was due to head a major launch for a multinational company and was busying herself getting ready for the press launch. She had assumed that her MD was going to leave her in complete control, but she couldn’t be more wrong. The press launch was a huge success and at the party afterwards she had expected her boss to congratulate her, but instead he was there taking all the glory and treating Emma as no more than a mere dog’s body. Emma was seething with rage inside and tried very hard to contain her anger, but with the potent cocktail of too much drink and a resentment that had been fuelled all evening, Emma could take no more. What happened next was a complete blur to Emma, but eye witnesses gave her a full account of what happened. Emma had stood up in front of the potential new client and her boss and screamed a torrent of foul mouth abuse at the MD who was stealing Emma’s thunder then poured a glass of Shiraz over him and to add insult to injury, slapped him right across the face. In hindsight, it was maybe not the best career move, but Emma felt good at the time.
The following day in work however was a complete contrast to the elation Emma felt by putting that smug bastard of an MD in his place. She knew she would be axed, and rather than wait for any inquiry or disciplinary meeting, she promptly began to empty her desk and collect her belongings, before her boss could have her escorted off the premises. In between packing and listening to the horror story that was the night before, she was hugging a few close friends and wishing them all the best. But wouldn’t you just know it, she heard him before she saw him, but that booming voice called out “EMMA, MY OFFICE, RIGHT NOW!!” She gave out a sigh, not of resignation, she had already decided she was leaving but of the embarrassment of having to face him after all that had happened. Now, as she walked nervously towards her boss’s office, she just wished she could turn back the clock. As she entered the plush office she looked out of the window behind her boss’s desk and marvelled at the view of the city. The office was a corner one and stood about 25 meters square and had full length windows, one across the back wall and the other to her right hand side. She always loved the view and would sometimes day dream while attending meetings. Behind the huge oak desk sat her boss who still looked like he was ready to boil. Just as Emma was about to stutter some sort of apology she was interrupted “Silence, I do not want to hear a word from you. You said quite enough last night. Now you will listen to me!” Emma was slightly taken aback by this, but she thought the best thing was to listen to him rant and rave and tell her she would never work in marketing again blah, blah, blah.... But what came next surprised her and caught her completely off guard and she listened with interest and excitement by what her MD had to say. In a more measured tone he continued “Last night your behaviour was appalling, there is absolutely no excuse for the way you acted last night. You could have potentially jeopardised the long term future of this company. This account would have secured this companies position as THE number one marketing and PR agency in the UK. But because you were not given your Blue Peter badge and your ego was not massaged by everyone telling you what a great job you had done, you decided to act like a spoilt, petulant little brat. When you rudely interrupted me by throwing that glass of wine over me, I was in the process of telling everyone how well you had worked on the project and it was all down to you” Emma felt herself going red, she could not even look her boss in the eye, instead looked solemnly down at the floor hoping, wishing and praying that it would open up and swallow her up. The MD continued “I was very impressed with the way you handled the press launch and was looking forward to coming in here today to tell you how impressed I was and how well you had done, sadly that is not to be the case. I should sack you, right here and now, but I’ve had time to calm down. I can’t let you get away with acting like a spoilt little diva, but I’m sure if you wish to continue with this company and wish to take the post of marketing director, then you do need some sort of punishment” Once Emma had heard the words “marketing director” she had not realised the word “punishment” at the end of the sentence until it was too late. Even when the word had sunk in, she was still unsure what he meant by punishment, but by close of play, she would be only too well aware of what the word punishment meant. “If you have any wish to continue with this company and want to be even considered for the promotion, you will be here this evening to receive your punishment, is that understood?” Emma just stood rooted to the spot and gave a feeble nod “Answer me, do you understand?” Emma agreed and answered “Yes” “When you address me from now on, you address me as Sir” Emma was squirming inside but reluctantly answered “Yes Sir” The MD smiled to himself and then dismissed Emma by saying “Now go home and return here this evening at 6pm, were upon I will administer a sound spanking to your backside, if you’re not here I’ll assume you changed your mind and send you your P45 by 1 st class post, now get out of my sight” She couldn’t believe what she had just agreed to, but the chance of promotion was too good an opportunity to turn down.
