Corporate Whore

"Are you going to fire me?" she asked, hiding her fear.

"That depends. I like you. Despite the mistake you've made, I still think you're a smart girl with a lot to offer. So I'm willing to make you a deal."

"Anything. I'll do anything to prove myself Mr. Kraus. I know I'm better than this, and I'll make sure this never happens again."

"I've always liked your attitude," he smiled. "Unfortunately, something must be done about this situation. You'll have to be reprimanded."

"How?" she gasped.

"That depends. I'm sure you don't want any of your colleagues to know about it."

"Obviously not. I've never been reprimanded in my life. Not in school, or any of the previous jobs or internships I've had."

"I'm not surprised. You seem like such a diligent worker. But in here, the stakes are much higher, and things are more difficult. I can't let minor mistakes go unnoticed."

"So what happens now?" she asked.

"Come here."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you understand what the words 'come here' mean?" he asked in a condescending tone.

Abbey reluctantly stood up, and slowly walked towards the boss, behind his desk. She was nervous, and unsure of what to expect.

"Okay."

"Good," he said. "You want this job don't you?"

"Yes, I do."

"Show me. Put your hands on my desk."

"I don't understand."

"Do you want me to fire you? Or do you want to be reprimanded so you can remain employed?"

"Reprimanded."

"Then put your hands on my desk," he said sharply.

Abbey followed the boss's order and placed her hands on the desk. Her face was turned away from him. Her rear end was facing in his direction. She looked down on his desk, not knowing what to expect.

"Now what?" she asked.

"Don't move. Or you'll be fired."

A feeling of shock bolted through her spine as she felt a pair of hands touch the skin of her thighs. Mr. Kraus was rubbing her legs. She didn't dare move. His hands slowly moved upwards towards the back her thighs.

"You have such soft skin," he said. "I like that."

"Thank you."

Her personal space was beyond violated, and there was nothing she could do about it. She let it happen. She let his hands roam upwards to her ass, and he squeezed it. He kneaded her ass like it was dough. The harder he squeezed, the more it hurt. But she didn't complain.

"Are you ready to be reprimanded?" he asked.

"I am," she replied, surprised that there was still more to come.

"Bend over on my desk. Lay your chest down."

Abbey did as she was told. Once she pressed her chest down on the office desk, she felt her boss lift the back of her skirt, leaving her bottom exposed. Only her panties were covering her backside.

"What are you going to do?" she asked nervously.

"I'm reprimanding you. If you don't want it, then leave. You can always find another job."

"I...I want it."

"Say it again."

"I want it."

"That's better," he said casually.

Abbey suddenly felt her panties being pulled down to her ankles. Her bare ass was exposed. It was the most vulnerable she had ever felt in her life. Before she could get used to the uncomfortable feeling of exposure, Mr. Kraus put his hand on her soft skin. His fingers traced the shape of her ass. It was a gentle touch.

While Abbey's face remained on the desk, she started getting comfortable. But that didn't last long. A powerful slap came crashing down on her soft bottom, which echoed in the room.

"Oww!" she cried.

Two more powerful blows came in quick succession before Abbey could have a chance to tell her boss to stop what he was doing.

"Are you going to be a good girl from now on?" he asked in a fatherly tone.

"Yes. I promise."

Another loud smack echoed in the room as Mr. Kraus painfully spanked her again. Then came another, then another. She cried from the pain as tears started to form in her eyes.

"Okay. I believe you."

Heavy breathes escaped Abbey's lips. She was expecting more slaps, but they never came. Instead, Mr. Kraus lifted her panties from her ankles, and brought them back up to cover her ass.

She stood up straight, pulled her skirt back down, and looked him in the eyes.

"Are we done?" she asked, trying her best to hide the pain.

"Yes, we're done."

"Thank you."

When Abbey adjusted her skirt and attempted to walk away, Mr. Kraus put his hand on Abbey's shoulder, preventing her from leaving.

"You understand that this is strictly between us, don't you?"

She nodded. "Yes, I understand."

"Excellent. Consider us on good terms. I want you to bring your next report directly to my office. We'll review it together. Hopefully there won't be any mistakes. If you do a good job, a pay raise might be in order."

"Thank you," she nodded.

Mr. Kraus moved his hand away from her shoulder, and she left the room. When Abbey exited the boss's office and closed the door, she saw the secretary smiling to herself, while keeping her eyes on the computer. It was obvious to Abbey that the secretary had heard everything and was amused.

Abbey walked back to her small office, with a slight limp in her step.

***

As soon as Abbey got to her apartment later that evening, she removed her skirt & panties, and tossed them to her bed. A quick look in the mirror with her head turned revealed that her ass was beet red. It was especially visible in contrast to her fair skin.

She went to kitchen refrigerator, bare bottomed, and placed a bag of frozen peas & carrots on her rear end. The coldness of the bag stung, but it was what her body needed at the moment.

She walked back to her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, face down. Her office shirt was still on, and she was still naked from the waist down. The bag of frozen vegetables was placed on her ass again.

The phone in her purse rang, but she ignored it. All she wanted was a moment of silence after a humiliating day at the office. Sitting behind a desk for hours only made the pain worse.

Minutes passed and she finally got up. Her ass was still sore. She tossed the bag of frozen vegetables in the trash, then she checked the phone in her purse. It was a call from Lisa, her new friend.

Abbey thought for a moment, then she sent a text message:

Do you think we can meet for lunch tomorrow? Just the two of us. - Abbey

After the message was went, she placed the phone on her bedside table and undressed. She needed a hot shower.

*** LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL ***

The next day. Drinks arrived at the table where Abbey and Lisa sat. The restaurant was crowded and loud from all the different office workers on their lunch break.

"This is the first time that we've had a private lunch away from the other coworkers," Lisa smiled. "So what's the occasion?"

"There's no occasion. I just wanted to talk with you alone. You know, girl stuff."

"Sounds pretty important then."

"I think it is. You mentioned something before about Mr. Kraus, and the way he treats some of his female employees."

Lisa's eyes widened and she leaned forward with a grin. "Has he tried anything on you?"

"No. Well, yes. Sort of."

"Is that a yes or no?"

"He did," Abbey replied. "Is it something he did with you or other girls?"

"How am I supposed to know what you're talking about if you don't say what he did?" Lisa asked.

Abbey leaned forward across the table. "He spanked me. Bare bottom."

It was a faint whisper, and it was enough to make Lisa smile.

"Oh really? Did you like it?"

"I'm being serious. He bent me over his desk and did it. It was painful and humiliating. My bottom still hurts. He threatened to fire me if I didn't obey him."

"I believe you. That's usually how he does things with women."

"You seem so carefree about it. How can he get away with doing this?"

"Are you planning on filing a lawsuit?" Lisa asked.

"No."

"There you go. He's a powerful man, and women like us realize it. That's how he gets away with it. If you want to succeed in this city, sometimes you have to do certain things."

"That's a pretty cynical point of view," Abbey replied.

"Sure, but it's also reality for a lot of struggling women. Tough, isn't it?"

Abbey nodded. "Does Mr. Kraus plan on going further? I don't know if I can continue this. Just looking at him is going to be embarrassing for me."

"There's light at the end of the tunnel. Believe me."

"That's easy for you to say. You don't have to work for that creep anymore."

"True. But what makes you think I'm not doing any favors for upper management?" Lisa asked with a sly grin.

Abbey was completely taken aback. "Oh. Gosh."

"I'll give you some advice: Take the initiative and own your sexuality. If Mr. Kraus is going to touch your ass, then let it be on your terms. Own it. Then you won't be at his mercy, and you'll make a lot more money too."

"Do you really think that's going to work?"

"I'm speaking from experience. I have a bigger paycheck than men who've been working at the company longer than me."

"You never told me what you did for Mr. Kraus. I can understand if you want to keep that private, but I'm curious."

Lisa smiled, "I let him play with my ass. He has a fetish for a woman's asshole. Sometimes I sucked his cock. I do the same for upper management, that's how I got promoted so fast."

"Oh my..."

The waitress came and brought their food. Lisa thanked the waitress, while Abbey sat frozen, with a slightly bewildered look on her face. The waitress left, unaware of the blatantly sexual conversation.

"Let's eat," Lisa said. "I'm starving."

***

A week later. Abbey sat in the boss's office as he reviewed her latest report. She was sharply dressed, and nervous. There was a sense of anxiety flowing through her veins as Mr. Kraus carefully read the document she prepared for him. She sat up straight in anticipation for what may happen next. She was more than ready to take ownership of her body, but the opportunity never arose.

Mr. Kraus read the document quietly, with his glasses on. He looked bored, with no intention of making any sort of sexual advance towards her. Surprisingly, Abbey found herself becoming increasingly disappointed.

"Everything looks good," he said, taking off his glasses to look at her. "Good job."

"Thank you sir. I worked extra hard to avoid any mistakes."

He gave her a dismissive look. "You're free to go now."

Mr. Kraus turned his attention back to other papers on his desk, and he focused on them while Abbey still sat there.

She stood up and nervously paused. "I want you to know how much I value this job. I appreciate the opportunity to work for you."

"I can see that," he replied, not caring what she had to say.

"I don't think you understand. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to succeed. I'll do anything, and I won't complain."

"Is that right?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

"It is."

"Then show me. Stand in front of me, right now."

She took a deep breath and tried her best to look completely confident as she walked towards him. Once she was in front of Mr. Kraus, she stood up straight, with her hands at her side.

"What next?" she asked in an obedient manner.

"Pull your panties down and bend over my desk. I have a special surprise for you."

Abbey continued looking Mr. Kraus in the eyes as she pulled her panties down to her ankles. She bent over his desk and rested her body on it.

With her face pointed towards the elegant office, she had no idea what to expect. The sound of a desk drawer opening peaked her curiosity. Then the drawer closed.

"I'm assuming our previous encounter was the first time you've ever been spanked," he said, lifting up the bottom of her skirt to expose her bare bottom.

"Yes, it was. That's never been done to me before."

"Then obviously you've never been spanked with a wooden paddle before."

A shiver went down her spine.

"No. I haven't."

"Excellent. I like being the first for women. Now relax. You might actually enjoy it."

Abbey felt a smooth wooden surface rub against the soft skin of her bare bottom. She became fearful of what may come next. She intended on taking control of the sexual situation with her boss, but being spanked with a wooden paddle wasn't what she expected.

The first few spankings came in the form of soft taps. Then the taps became harder. Abbey held onto the edge of the table as the tappings became even harder.

Without a hint of warning, a loud slapping sound echoed in the room as Abbey's bottom was struck by the wooden paddle.

"Oww!" she cried.

Then came another, then another, and another. Everything was systematic. Each strike came with enough force to make her bottom shake. Each strike of the paddle made her bottom turn a darker shade of red. Abbey's faced grimaced with pain and she held on tight. The pain was growing, but she stopped herself from screaming.

The spanking ended. Abbey knew it was over when she heard Mr. Kraus open the desk drawer and place the paddle back inside, before closing the drawer again. She felt her boss's hand softly rub her backside. His hands caressed her sensitive skin. Then she felt him press his face against her ass, and plant soft kisses on where she was hurting.

"It's done," he said, planting more kisses on her bottom. "It's finished."

After a few more kisses and rubs, Mr. Kraus let go of her. It was over.

She got off the desk and lifted her panties back up. Even after she adjusted her skirt, she had a hard time looking her boss in the eyes. Mr. Kraus touched her chin, and made her look at him.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine. Thank you."

"I knew you would be. You can go now. Our next meeting is on Monday. I may have something special planned for you."

"Thank you," she said, walking past him.

"Don't forget, this stays strictly between us. Understood?"

"Yes sir. This is strictly between us."

*** CLIMBING THE CORPORATE LADDER ***

Friday nights were special for Abbey because that's when she would always talk to her parents on the phone. They always made sure to catch up on each others lives. After a long sentimental conversation with her mom, Abbey talked to her father.

"Your mother tells me you're doing well for yourself in the city," he said over the phone. "I'm very proud of you."

"Thanks dad. It's tough living on my own, but I like it. I'm definitely growing as a person. It's a great learning experience."

"I can tell. So how's work?"

Abbey suddenly became coy. "Work is going great. How are things with you?"

"Nothing out of the ordinary. But I'm curious about you. I haven't seen you in a few months and it already feels like years. I want to know everything, including if you like your job in the financial sector."

"It can be grueling at time, but it has its perks. The environment is extremely professional, and I get to handle a lot of important information which I give directly to the boss."

"That's my girl," he said proudly. "You should really count your blessings. It's tough getting a good job at a big corporation. Especially at your age. I didn't get to work for a big company until I was in my mid 30's."

"Can I ask you a question dad?"

"Anything."

"How important is this to you?" Abbey asked. "I mean, if I left my job for something that paid less, but I was happier, would you be okay with that?"

"Honey, it's your life, and you're free to do whatever makes you happy. Why do you ask? Are you having second thoughts about your career?"

"No. Well maybe. I'm just keeping my options open."

"You can talk to me about anything," he said with concern. "Is something bothering you?"

"It's not important. I just wanted to see how you felt about that, since you asked. That's all."

"The way I see it, you can do anything you set your mind to. You're a very special person Abbey, and you can succeed at whatever your heart desires. If you think the corporate world is for you, then give it all you've got. If not, then try something else."

"Thanks dad," Abbey replied with a sense of relief. "I needed to hear that. You're the best."

***

Abbey sat quietly in Mr. Kraus's office while he reviewed another set of documents. There was no sense of awkwardness while he looked at the papers. The feeling in the room was relaxed, and Abbey sat without saying a word.

"You aren't talking much today," he said, with his eyes still on the documents.

"I was waiting for you to say something."

"I know. But you seemed more upbeat and motivated during our last meeting. Today you're silent."

Abbey thought for a moment. "To be honest, I started having doubts about working here, for obvious reasons. But I'm fully committed now, more than ever."

"What changed your mind?"

"A short phone conversation with my dad. I realized how much I wanted to succeed in the corporate world and become a successful business woman."

Mr. Kraus grinned. "Really? And did you tell your father what we did together?"

"I didn't tell him. He would be extremely upset if he knew."

"That's to be expected of a father. He's a good man. I'm sure your best qualities are from him. And if you're anything like him, you'll be even more success than he ever was."

"Thank you," Abbey blushed.

"I must say, you've really been impressing me lately, even though you haven't been here long. I'm not someone who gets impressed easily."

"I try my absolute best."

"I'm glad to hear it," he replied. "I like you, as a person, and as my employee. Do you like me?"

"I do. I think you're nice," she said meekly.

He smiled, "That's good. You've done good work here, even for your age. I'm very experienced in this line of work and I know talent when I see it. The last thing I want is for you to run off and give your talent to someone else."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm offering you an immediate promotion. Are you interested?"

Abbey's eyes lit up. "Yeah. Of course, I mean, this is completely unexpected."

"I don't promote people based on seniority. I promote people based on qualifications and results. I see the potential in you."

"That's so great. Thank you so much Mr. Kraus. I don't know what to say. This was the last thing I expected."

"Well don't say anything yet, because nothing has been confirmed. You see, with a promotion comes greater responsibility. Our department deals with millions upon millions of dollars in clients money. Furthermore, in order for you to receive a promotion, I would have to make sure that there's chemistry between us. I need to make sure that you're the perfect fit for the job?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have no doubt about your capabilities. You will be paid a lot of money and your career path will be endless. But we'll be working closely together. I need to know if you're truly the right person for the job, and if you can handle your additional duties."

Abbey took a deep breath. "Yes, I can handle anything. I want the promotion."

"Stand next to me."

The young woman stood up and nervously made her way towards her boss, knowing that what he planned today would be more extreme than just a spanking.

"Are you going to use the wooden paddle again?" she asked nervously, standing in front of him.

"No. That's beneath you now. Now you have greater responsibilities to handle."

"Which are?"

"Unbuckle my pants," he said without hesitancy.

Abbey froze for a moment, and in a split second, she made up her mind. She got down on her knees and unbuckled the boss's pants. She couldn't bring herself to look him in the eyes, she just kept on doing her task. It was no different than being asked to handle office papers. It was strictly business to her.

Once his pants were unbuckled and his zipper was down, Abbey looked at him, awaiting her next orders.

"Do you understand how this works?" he asked.

She nodded. "I do."