Caught In The Act!
Gina Fellows was beginning to enjoy her experience working for the firm, especially the special 'perks' that came with the position. While some women, or even men, may consider what had happened as demeaning, she found herself titillated by sharing these 'special' moments with Mr. Rodriguez, aka Jimmy.
As that second week continued on, Gina's mind wound back to that first time she met her new boss. Arriving at the office, expecting it to just be a standard interview to fill the vacant position, before quickly finding out that he demanded more than just clerical work from his personal assistant.
Sitting at her desk, twiddling the top of the pen between her pert ruby lips, the thought of that interview kept creeping back into her head. Not so much as being forced to strip down and expose herself to him, but that he stole her underwear. The problem was, she really loved that underwear. It was one she considered lucky, after all, it did end up with her getting the job.
The slam of the door behind brought Gina snap back to the real world, where she suddenly felt Jimmy's hand on her shoulder, offering a slight caress. His manly scent and aftershave wafted upon her, causing a slight twitch between her thighs.
"Miss Fellows, I'm popping out for some lunch. I'll be back in an hour!" Jimmy informed her.
"Yes, Sir!" Gina responded as she shuffled paperwork on her tidy desk.
Jimmy stepped down the hallway and around the corner. Gina's mind returned to that underwear he'd stolen. Does he still have it in the drawer of his desk? Would he even notice if it disappeared, back to its rightful owner? Gina's head turned from her workstation to Jimmy's office several feet behind. Looking around, most of the other staff had headed off to lunch, a few remained but positioned towards the far end of the room. Gina's eyes kept wandering upon the clock as it ticked away. Several minutes had passed since Jimmy left for lunch before Gina rose from her seat. It's now or never. Stepping to the door, she sneaked inside, shutting it behind her.
Approaching the desk, she stepped around and slid open the drawer. Inside, she found what she was looking for, her black sexy underwear. Picking them up, she smelt something other than her own fresh womanly scent upon the undergarments. She noticed slight stains, cum stains upon closer view. Jimmy had apparently been using her underwear to jerk off with, or upon. Either way, he'd marked his territory with his hot, sticky seed.
Gina's conscience played on her. Should she take them back? If he's been using them, he'd no doubt notice they were missing and she'd be the first name on the list of suspects. As much as she loved them, and they were lucky, she put them back and closed the drawer.
"What are you doing in my office?" Jimmy's voice called out.
Gina froze, she was caught in the act. Fear and anxiety tore through her body and soul.
"Well?" Jimmy inquired, stepping further into the room.
"Hmm!" Gina started to speak, but unable to find words that would satisfy his curiosity.
"One of my rules is that you do not enter my office unless I give you permission. Do you understand?" Jimmy spoke in a harsher tone.
"Yes, Sir. Please forgive me!" Gina's soft voice whimpered, bowing her head in shame.
"Return to your desk. We'll speak about this later!" Jimmy stated.
Jimmy stepped aside, as Gina exited the office. Outside, Gina returned to her desk. Her body shook, her insides felt like she was riding a rollercoaster, tossed around from one side to the other. What's gonna happen? Would she be fired? So many thoughts ran through her mind. Why did I do such a stupid thing!
Jimmy exited his office a moment later, stepping past Gina's desk and heading away once more. Gina sat there, still shaken. Uncertain of what the future held for her. She wanted to run away but had nowhere else to go.
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Rule #4: Disobedient Equals Punishment
Gina's eyes stared at the clock, counting down the minutes, seconds, that remained of what looked like a promising career. Darkness had settled in outside, and virtually all other staff had left for the day. Gina had done little work since she was caught, her mind spread fear of what would happen to her, the dreaded uncertainty of losing her job.
The buzzer upon the intercom ran, Jimmy was calling for her to see him now. This was it. This was the end. Rising up, she patted herself down to try and be presentable and stepped to the door. It felt like she was walking to the gallows, that awful feeling in your gut as you know something bad was about to happen. It seemed like an eternity for her to reach that door, as she gently knocked.
"Enter!" bellowed out, with a deeper, more aggressive tone than she was accustomed to.
Gina entered the office, closing and locking the door behind her. Stepping across the lush carpet, she took her position she'd grown accustomed to. Head bowed, hands clasped behind her back, her fingers quivered and her body slightly shook in fear. Silent for her master, and boss. Jimmy stared at her, elbows on his desk, fingers together, forming a prayer-like motion. His fingertips touching the bottom lip.
"Do you wish to explain to me what you were doing in my office?" Jimmy asked.
"Forgive me, Sir. It's just ..." Gina started to mumble, "... my underwear you took from me. I know this may sound silly, but I consider them lucky and looked to take them back!" she finished saying.
Jimmy could see the anguish in her eyes, and fear upon her face, as well as her slightly trembling body.
"You could have just come and asked me. I would not consider it unreasonable to ask such a request from me. I would not be angry or upset with you, but ..." Jimmy started to say as he rose from his seat, "... I cannot condone you entering my office without my permission. You do understand?" he finished stating.
"I understand, Sir. I apologize sincerely for my behavior, and I do hope you will give me another chance. I can't lose this job!" Gina whimpered, holding back tears that swelled in the corner of her eyes.
"I'm not gonna fire you, but ..." Jimmy said before he stepped around the desk, "... you do need to be punished for your disobedience of my rules. Don't you agree?" he asked her.
"I agree, Sir. Please punish me however you see fit, Sir!" Gina answered, with less anxiety now she knew she had kept her job.
Gina remained silent, still in her position. She could feel Jimmy's eyes upon her, as he stepped around back of where she stood. His hot breath seeped upon her neck, as he leaned in and spoke softly into her ear.
"Remove your skirt!" he whispered.
Gina bit her bottom lip, as she unzipped her skirt. Sliding her hips side to side, it slipped across her shapely body and dropped to her ankles. Stepping out, she found herself standing there. Her sweet, soft ass cheeks on full display. No panties, as per Rule #1 - no underwear to be worn at all times while in the office.
"Good girl!" Jimmy informed her, always complimenting her for her good behavior in following his commands. "Now, bend over the desk and await your punishment!" he stated, with a hint of pleasure to his words.
Gina's eyes widened. Many thoughts ran through her mind of what this punishment could be, but judging by the position he was asking her to take, she had a vague idea of what was about to happen. Gina bent forward, soon finding herself leaning over the desk. Her upper body rested upon the desk, her ass cheeks pressed out
"Good girl!" Jimmy told her again.
His eyes stared at this young woman's ass. He'd seen it before, but not as close up as this. She had such a sweet ass, her cheeks were soft and bouncy. He licked his lips as his eyes remained transfixed upon her derriere, as if in a trance.
Gina remained silent in her position. Then she felt it. 'Slap', as Jimmy's hand hit her ass cheeks softly. The sound echoed within the room. Gina slightly flinched at his touch. She'd had guys slap her ass before, that was during sex when she was riding a hard cock in her wet cunt, or a guy was fucking her doggie style and slapped her ass to add to the excitement. But she'd never had her ass spanked for being a naughty girl, and she actually began to find it arousing, in a strange way.
Jimmy's hand stuck once more, 'SLAP'. This time a little firmer, his palm struck her soft cheeks, causing them to jiggle upon impact.