Punishment
Punishment. A word I never thought I’d write about, let alone experience. But here I am, writing this from my boss’s office after a mistake that cost his company a small fortune. I’ve been a good girl, a hard worker, but one error and it’s come to this. My fate is sealed.
“Anna Marie, come in here. Now,” barks Mr. Savage, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. I enter his lavish office, head hung low. He eyes me up and down, his gaze hungry.
Locking the door, he sits on the edge of his mahogany desk. “I’m sure you know why you’re here,” he growls. I nod meekly. “Disrobe.”
My hands tremble as I unbutton my blouse, revealing my ample cleavage in a lace bra. I shimmy out of my pencil skirt, now in just my underwear. Mr. Savage licks his lips.
“Bend over the desk. Hike up that lace and spread your legs.” I comply, presenting my curvy ass, the flimsy thong barely covering anything. He runs a finger over the globes, making me gasp.
“Count to five as I mark you,” he commands. “One.”
SMACK! His palm cracks my rear. “Two,” I whimper, the sting blooming into heat. “Three.” Another spank, harder this time. “Four!” Tears prick my eyes. “Five!”
“I suppose that was punishment enough… this time.” He spreads my cheeks, exposing my puckered hole. “But you still need to be taught a lesson.”
“I’m sorry, Sir,” I sob, feeling his fingers probe my wet slit. “I didn’t mean to mess up…” Thick digits pump into my soaked pussy. “You’re so fucking wet, Anna. Is this for me?”
“Yes, Sir,” I mewl. “I’m your naughty girl. I need to be punished.”
“Turn around.” He undoes his belt buckle. “Get on your knees.”
I sink to the plush carpet, breath catching at the sight of his huge cock springing free of his slacks. I lap at the flared head, swirling my tongue. He fists my hair, shoving it down my throat. I gag and choke around his girth, tears streaming down my face.
“That’s it, take your punishment like a good whore.” He pistons in and out, grunting. “Clean up when I’m done using you.”
With a throaty moan, he explodes, flooding my mouth with his bitter seed. I swallow it all, then clean his spent member. He tucks himself away.
“Dress and get back to work. But Anna…” He grips my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. “I’m not done with you. In fact, your punishment is only just beginning.”
I shiver at his dark promise, knowing this is merely the start of my submissive journey. I can’t wait to see what punishment he has in store for me next.