Punishment Date

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He glanced up from his computer when he heard the commotion just outside his open door; his eyes shifted to the clock and noted the time. “Fifteen minutes late,” he mumbled to himself. He watched her sauntering in, reciting good morning greetings to her fellow coworkers, their faux smiles and un-cordial greetings in return, falling on deaf ears and blind eyes. She poked her head into his office, a warm smile plastered on her face. “Good morning Mr. Barns,” her voice a melodious chorus of pure delight. “Good morning Kay,” he said trying to keep a growl out of his voice. “Could you come in here, please?” “Of course Mr. Barns,” she said, practically bouncing into his spacious office. She moved fluidly to his desk, her eyes twinkling as she looked at him. “Kay, you do realize you’re supposed to be here at eight a.m., right?” She leaned in closer, her thighs pressing against his desk as she whispered, “Yes John, but since…you know…this weekend, and especially last night, I thought it would be alright to be just a wee bit late.” Her leaning form made the front of her blouse gape just enough that it gave him a teasing view of her ample cleavage. He was tempted to take in the sights of her eager and willing body, but he was her boss and knew that the entire office, though pretending to work just outside the open door, were very attentive to what was transpiring in his office. He leaned back in his chair, his face settling into a mask of authority. “Kay, from now on be here at eight sharp, in your chair, and ready to work. Do I make myself clear?” His voice brooked no argument. He added, “If it happens again, I’ll be forced to do something you may regret. I do not tolerate lateness from my employees. Keep that in mind, Kay.” The smile that painted his face was cool, but hinted at something darker, “Now, get to work.” His eyes shifted from her to the open door and noticed at least two sets of eyes trained on him. He arched a brow at the eavesdroppers, knowing full well that he didn’t need to say anything to put them back in their places. His smile warmed in satisfaction as they dropped their eyes to the paperwork littering their desks. The smile on her face slowly faded as she nodded and turned to leave, feeling profoundly rejected. Stepping through the door, her eyes roamed the other ladies in the office, and as if they’d been stuck by a cattle prod, all resumed their work diligently, acting like nothing out of the ordinary happened. They all knew that Kay and Mr. Barns were intimately involved, but felt that fact shouldn’t allow her special privileges. They had all been in her place at one point or another, almanbahis şikayet all had felt his discipline for transgressions real or imagined, and thoroughly enjoyed learning their lessons. She should be at her desk…on time…everyday. The rest of the day was uneventful and everyone, including Kay, worked without any further interruptions. From his office, John observed all the employees, his eyes drawn to Kay repeatedly. He knew she’d be late again and he looked forward to disciplining her. As the wickedly depraved thoughts burned in his imagination, his cock swelled within his pants. Kay felt every look he threw her and began to wonder if the rejection she felt in his office was simply a charade, a little something to appease the other ladies. She willed herself to keep from looking his direction, wanting him to think she wasn’t the least bit interested, though her mind drifted to the images of their recent fucking. She could feel her pussy throbbing and growing wet as she remembered the feel of his cock and his light slaps to her ass causing a soft, almost inaudible, moan to escape her throat. Glancing around, fearful the sound attracted attention, she was relieved to see no one else seemed to have heard it and sighed silently in relief. As the day rolled into quitting time, Kay thought she should stay late, make up for the mistake this morning, and perhaps have a repeat performance of last night. She watched as the ladies gathered up their things, saying their goodnights to each other before popping into Mr. Barns’ office to wish him a good evening. They all gave her envious glances as they filed out the door and into the night. He was somewhat surprised to see Kay still lingering at her desk, and as the last lady left he moved out into the cluster of desks, curious as to why she was still here. “Is everything alright Kay?” She turned and purred seductively “Yes John, everything is fine, I just thought I should stay a little late and try to make up for this morning.” As she turned, her short skirt rode up high on her thighs, exposing the lacy tops of her stocking and garter belt clips, while her blouse gaped dramatically offering him tasty glimpses of her creamy flesh. He wasn’t surprised by her brazenness, but he also wasn’t going to play her little game. His lips curled into a knowing smile and whispered, “Kay, you should go. I have work to do. I expect you here at eight a.m. sharp. Don’t disappoint me.” He turned and headed back to his office, not giving her the satisfaction of a backward glance, nor any opportunity to work her magic. She blinked in surprise as he turned and vanished almanbahis canlı casino into his office, completely ignoring her mild seduction. Anger welled up within her as she gathered up her things and without saying goodnight, stomped child-like out the door. John smiled to himself as he watched her, the shock of his dismissal, the rising anger and finally the tantrum as she left the building. He could hardly wait to discipline her, mentally adding that little display to the list. The next day John was truly surprised to see Kay come in before eight a.m. though he wasn’t surprised when she didn’t greet him and simply plopped her sweet ass down at her desk, resuming her work from the previous night. John watched, as the other ladies too, seemed as surprised. Each one, John included, knew this wouldn’t last. He knew the day had finally arrived when he didn’t see Kay at eight on Friday morning. He glanced to his clock every few minutes until he heard her coming into the office. It was eight twenty, even later than before. She definitely knew how to push his buttons. He didn’t let on that he noticed the time as he picked up the phone and dialed. He waited patiently as it rang, finally being answered. “Hello Marcy. Listen, I’ll be working late tonight and wondered if I could reschedule the office cleaning? I know this is short notice, but something came up that has to be attended to.” He listened to Marcy’s voice softly buzzing in his ear. “Thank you so much Marcy, I really appreciate this. Let me know when would be convenient for you. Just give me a call.” The smile that crawled across his face as he hung up the phone was filled with sinful intent. Looking out into the main office his eyes sparkled with devilish delight as they bore into Kay. The day seemed to drag. Every minute felt like hours…every hour felt like days as John waited for the workday to end. Almost all the ladies noticed how uncharacteristically fidgety he was, as he prowled the office. They all knew what Kay was in for and secretly wished they could be in her place this evening. Kay seemed oblivious to him, completely absorbed in her work. Her head down and thick dark tresses curtaining her face as she concentrated on the paperwork on her desk. She wasn’t as absorbed as everyone thought as she wondered why John hadn’t said anything to her regarding her lateness this morning. He’d said if she was late again, he’d be forced to do something she might regret, and she was curious what that might be. He could fire her, but what would that gain him. She didn’t think that’s what his plan was as she remembered his cool but hinting almanbahis casino smile. She’d heard the other ladies talking in rhapsody about his disciplinary actions and began to wonder if they were true. She suspected they were as her mind wandered to the superficial slaps to her bottom last weekend. John buried himself in his work, trying to block out the slowly crawling time. He was surprised when he heard some commotion and the feminine voices reciting their farewells to each other. He quickly glanced to the clock and indeed saw the workday was over as each lady popped in and wished him a good weekend before heading out. He noticed Kay was still at her desk and fishing in her purse. He leaned casually against the doorframe his eyes locked on her and cleared his throat to catch her attention. He smiled sinfully and said, “Just where to you think you’re going?” She matched his stare, her haughty attitude beginning to bubble to the surface. “I have a date, and I can’t be late.” Her eyes dropped to her purse once again, finally pulling her keys from the depths. “Oh, like you were late this morning? I’ll bet you didn’t think I noticed. I told you Kay; there would be consequences if you were late again. Obviously you didn’t believe me.” She met his eyes again and saw the devil dancing within them. The ‘date’ she referred to was a ruse, but she continued to play along that line. “I said I have a date John and I need to go.” Her voice hinted at hurried desperation that she hoped it was believable. His smile widened and took on a darkness she’d never seen before. “Yes Kay, you certainly do have a date.” He strode confidently out until he was standing next to her, “A punishment date, as I like to call it.” His eyes traveled her body, noticing the little shivers she seemed unable to control. She watched his approach, feeling very much like prey. As he stood next to her, she couldn’t help trembling and her body’s reactions to his proximity or the burning thoughts of what was to come. Her pussy began to swell and grow moist. She drew on her attitude and looked up to him, her eyes boldly defiant as she said, “Punishment date? Oh John, really now, that sounds a bit childish. I was only late twice, and honestly don’t feel that I deserve anything more than a reprimand for the offense.” He’d been waiting for this precise moment, for her haughty attitude to dig herself in deeper. She’d just given him more ammunition and he reveled in it. Reaching down he grabbed her upper arm and hauled her from her seat. Whispering huskily into her ear, “Kay, I’m going to enjoy feeling you squirm. I look forward to the sounds you’re going to make and the tears you’re going to shed.” Her eyes widened in fear, coupled with anticipation, as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. She gasped as his words took root. She tried to pull away from him only to feel his fingers tighten.

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