7 comments/ 123858 views/ 16 favorites Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 01 By: MidniteSpanker Other stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Then the following are separate but related stories and may be read without regard to sequence. Nancy and the Guard Nancy visits the Poop Deck Nancy and her Observer Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Son * Nancy got up Sunday morning and was making the coffee when she began to remember what was in store for her today and she felt both fear and erotic emotions. She remembered she had to go to work to see her boss today -- there was the fear that she might loose her job over her indiscreet dress at the office -- but she felt erotic over the fact that her boss had made her sit with her legs wide open Friday as he lectured her, plus the fact that he had as much as told her she was in for a spanking when she got there. The coffee was finishing and she was just starting the bacon and eggs when her bedmate came into the kitchen. He came up behind her and kissed her neck as he rubbed up against her butt with his rising cock. He was still in his pajamas and she in her robe. As he kissed her his hand slipped inside her robe and caressed her nipple. She leaned back into his body and enjoyed the moment. They messed around a little more as she prepared breakfast. Her belt holding her robe was loose and he could reach inside to play with her breasts or run his hand up her thigh to her moist crotch. She was getting hornier as they played. He sat at the table, with his rock hard boner visible, as she put a plate of eggs, bacon and toast down for him. She had just let the belt on her robe loose and the robe came open to show she was nude under the robe. Her bedmate reached to play with her pussy as her son entered the kitchen. She quickly closed her robe and tied it as she said, "good morning sleepy head." Her son had gotten a good view and she knew it but he said nothing as he poured a cup of coffee and sat at the table across from her bedmate. He had just put on his jogging shorts and his chest was bear. She set a plate of food on the table leaning toward her son and flipping the back of her robe up so her bedmate could see her bare butt. She was in a horny teasing mood this morning. After breakfast her bedmate went upstairs to take a shower to get ready for the rest of the day. There was silence as she finished loading the dishwasher. Her son said he was going out to the garage to do his morning workout so she decided to go upstairs to see if she could tease her bedmate as he showered. She entered the bedroom and tossed her robe on the bed as she moved to the bathroom where she heard the shower running. She turned to look at her buttocks in the mirror to see how the bruises were coming along. She could see a few marks left from yesterday's visit to the Poop Deck but all in all the bruising she had gotten over the last week was well on the way to being gone. Her ass was becoming used to the punishment it was getting and it wasn't bruising as badly as when her bedmate spanked her last Thursday. She entered the shower and playfully reached for his cock, surprised to find it soft. As she held it the life began to pump into it and she felt it begin to get hard. She grabbed the soap and began to soap his chest, then down to his cock and balls. He moaned in a display of pleasure at her playing with him. She got his cock rock hard and turned him towards her, letting the water run down his chest and wash the soap off. She funneled the water down on his cock and let her tongue lick the head. He leaned back against the wall of the shower as she did her magic on him. The fuck stick entered her mouth as she devoured all of it. His verbal gasp was all she needed to hear as his cock entered her throat, she began to bob up and down his cock making sure to wrap her tongue around his shaft. She could feel his balls begin to tighten, as he got ready to cum. She turned away from him and leaned on the seat at the far end of the shower. She turned to him and begged, "fuck me, fuck me from behind. Take me now." He moved towards her letting his dick slip between her legs and touch her cunt lips. Just as she was expecting him to fuck her she heard him say, "not yet, not until the bruises are gone." His cock began to soften as he continued; "I can't fuck you until those horrible bruises I caused are gone completely." He felt bad for having caused the bruises when he spanked her. Little did he know she had been spanked numerous times since then in order to maintain a well-bruised butt for her master. She was as frustrated with his decision to not fuck her, as she had been when he refused to continue to spank her last week when she needed it. "Well, fuck you very much" she shouted to him as she left the shower. She grabbed a towel and dried herself as she stormed out of the bathroom. She would show him. She could get cock wherever she wanted. She was pretty sure she would get the cock and spanking she craved at work with her boss today so she set about getting ready to show up for work the way her boss expected her to. In her closet she found a flowered sundress that fit well over her breasts so there was no need for a bra and yet was long enough so she could go without panties. She bent over while looking in the mirror and the dress only showed about half her butt so as long as she didn't bend at the waist too much she would be ok. Her pussy was moist and she could feel the wetness on her thighs. The arousal was in part due to playing in the shower and in part due to the anticipation of what was going to happen at work. She no longer felt the pangs of fear at the thought she might loose her job she felt confident that her boss was going to save her job as long as she did her job for him. The question was what was her job for him -- certainly not what it used to be. She arrived at work just before 3 pm and could park up close to the entrance. Hers was the only car in the parking lot but she knew her boss parked in the management lot so she could not tell if he was here yet. Exiting the car and walking towards the door she put a little extra swing into her stride showing she felt excited about the prospects for the day. As she walked briskly toward the door she could feel the cool breeze on her pussy. At the entrance she used her badge to gain access to the building, quickly walking toward her work area. The air conditioning had the temperature quite cool and she felt her nipples pucker up in reponse. She also noticed a much cooler air on her naked twat. Finally reaching her desk she couldn't see if her boss was in his office, the door was open but it was dark inside. She decided to let him have his first show of the day if he was in there so she turned, bending more than necessary, to put her purse in her desk drawer. If her boss was looking he got a show of her bare butt flashing him as she prolonged the time spent putting her purse up. Finally she wiggled her butt, spread he legs a little and stood up. She could already feel the moisture her sex hole was generating. In her most demure manner she approached his office wanting to know if he was in there and had seen her little show. As she got to the doorway she could see he was at his desk working away so she put both hands on the door jam, leaned into it and moved her pelvis as if she was going to hump the door. Speaking softly, in a sexy tone she asked him, "I'm here sir to talk things over as you asked on Friday. Are you busy or should I come in and shut the door?" Looking up from his desk her replied, "very nice show you put on at your desk Nancy, I hope it was for my benefit because I loved it. You don't have to shut the door but do come over here beside me and we can talk about you and your future here." Nancy's stomach started to knot up as he said that. Her first thought was that he was indeed going to fire her so her nerves began to do a number on her body. Her knees started to weaken so she held tight to the door jam trying to recover. Slowly, with a lot less confidence than when she arrived, she walked over to him. Her body was tightening up and the cool temperature began to make her nipple ache, she even felt her crotch begin to tremble and her juices seemed to stop. Putting her hands behind her she stopped inches from his chair and managed to say a few words, "I am here to receive whatever punishment you feel is necessary sir." "That's fine Nancy but let us have an honest talk before we decide on your punishment. Now go over there and pull that chair up next to my desk so we can talk," he said as he pointed to a metal chair over against the wall of his office. She moved quickly to the chair but realized he had chosen it for a special reason. It was sitting there unfolded like a punishment chair, of the chairs in his office there were the stuffed executive chairs and the straight back padded chairs but this was the only solid metal folding kind with no padding on it. Already unfolded she realized that if she bent to pick it up her bare butt would be showing to him so clearly he wanted to make her show off getting the chair. She decided it best to give him the show he wanted so instead of bending slightly to grab the back of the chair and carry it over to his desk she bent fully at the waist giving him the best view of her butt. She continued the show by backing up towards his desk, making sure to spread her legs as wide as she could and still walk, this way not only did he get a good view of her butt but her shaved twat was on display also. Bringing the chair close to his put her buttocks almost in his face before she stood and turned to be seated. She began to feel her cunt juice begin to flow again as she sat down on the cold metal. He was smiling as she looked up at him. She squirmed a little on the cold metal seat, part due to the cold, part due to the hardness of the seat and part due to her well-spanked bottom that was forced to endure the discomfort of the seat. She could feel the humiliation of this whole task she was performing. He interrupted her thoughts by saying, "Nancy we are here to talk about you're disgraceful dress last week, how it will improve and if I save your job what your new assignments will be. Do we understand each other?" She could feel her face go flush with embarrassment as she began to fantasize about all the things that could be meant by her new assignments but she gathered up enough courage to firmly say, "yes sir." "Now one other thing, and I want to make myself perfectly clear on this, so there is no misunderstanding as we continue. Nancy we both know what we are about to talk about is going to be embarrassing, possibly humiliating and defiantly very explicit. Much more so than our conversation in this office Friday when you tried very hard not to let me know your situation. I don't care what I ask you, I want the absolute and complete truth about the matter. If I catch you lying or not telling me the complete story it is going to go very hard on you. I will be asking some very intimate questions, some dealing with work and your personal relationships here at work, some dealing with your home life, your femininity, your sexuality and perhaps even your sex acts but regardless of what I ask I expect you to answer honestly even if it embarrasses you." He said looking into her eyes, even though he had to reach over and lift her head to make eye contact. Her face must have been crimson red from the feel of her embarrassment as she stammered to say, "I understand sir. This is a serious matter and I promise to be truthful." It was very serious to her but she also knew that while he was going to be serious with her he would still have some fun at her expense. She could already feel how embarrassed she was getting as he asked her some questions that were underlying her behavior and dress here at work lately. She knew it was a problem when she was ordered to do things at work by her master but she did them anyway and now she was going to have to pay her dues. "Now Nancy suppose you begin by telling me the whole story about your getting involved with this man you call your master or mystery man." His eyes stared into hers letting her know she best tell the whole story. "It all began back when I divorced my ex-husband and concentrated on raising my son alone. I was so busy working, taking care of my son and making sure we had everything we could afford that I didn't have time for a social life. For years I was sexually frustrated by not having time for male friends and that developed into fantasies that I could visualize in my mind as I took care of my own body needs. As my son got older and could take care of himself for hours at a time I conversed with a man online that had the same type of fantasies as I did. Online conversations get to be more open than talking person to person so we became very explicit and eventually agreed to meet for the sole purpose of experiencing some of those fantasies. I called him my mystery man. We both had a good time and I just knew we were headed for a wonderful sexual relationship when he got called out of town. About the same time I met my bedmate and he seemed to have similar kinky fantasies so he moved in with my son and I. Well we had and still have sex but the fantasies I was looking for just weren't in him so our life together has been dull to say the least. About the time my son turned 18 my I got another email from this mystery man. He knew all the words to say and had already figured out that my bedmate hadn't turned out the way I thought so he said things to push my buttons. Every email he sent got me aroused and excited until I agreed to meet him again. He made me stop wearing underwear and made me wear more revealing clothes each day. He made me dress obscenely last Friday. And that is how I came to be in your office last Friday for what I thought was going to be a reprimand for dressing so daringly." Her eyes were tearing as she told her story but she breathed a sigh of relief as she completed the tale. "I see," he said as he thought for a second and then continued, "these fantasies of yours deal with Master/slave or Dominant/submissive?" "Yes" she replied. "Not Yes" he said, "do you fantasize yourself as a slave? Or do you fantasize yourself as a submissive?" She looked at him, opened her mouth but no words would come out as she tried to discern the difference. "OK, clearly you don't know the difference" he told her as she nodded in acknowledgment. "Well then tell me why you liked to dress the way he said when you knew he couldn't see you" She thought a moment and replied, "I think it is part his commanding me to do it and part because it make me feel excited to be doing such a naughty things." Then she thought a moment and said, "and since I am supposed to be telling the whole truth I have to admit that it make me so moist to think that if I move wrong someone will get a flash of my most intimate area." He smiled as he asked, "so then even though you protested Friday, when I asked you to spread your legs and prove to me you were wearing panties, you got excited because you knew you had to expose yourself to me?" Forgetting herself for a moment she blurted out, "oh yes sir. It was so embarrassing to be caught in a lie and so hot to have to show my hot twat to you, I almost came sitting there on the couch." A wave of embarrassment came over her as she realized she had revealed much more in that statement than she needed to. She also felt the juices leaking out of her pussy as she sat on that chair trying to hold her legs together so she was more lady like -- why she didn't know. "I see," he replied. "So it is exciting to you to do things like bend over a chair showing me your bare butt and more but now you sit on this chair keeping your legs closed like a prim and proper lady. Doesn't that seem strange behavior to you?" "Yes," she agreed. "But part of that is I don't know if you enjoy looking between my legs or not. After all this is supposed to be a discipline discussion and so far I have no idea what my discipline is going to be or how revealing you want me to be." "Fair enough, I like your honesty in your answers so far. Let me say that you have a beautiful body Nancy and to me it seems a shame not to have it admired at every opportune moment. So Nancy I want you to stand up her in front of me." Nancy stood immediately and looked at him for further instruction. "Please remove your dress and toss it over there on the arm of the couch." "But sir," she gasped, "but what if someone comes in here?" He frowned a little but replied, "there really isn't anyone here at work today but if someone comes into the area I can see them coming long before they can see in the office. In that unlikely event we can move into the conference room here and lock the door. Now I don't want to have to ask you again, take off your dress." She showed a little relief from his answer but also a little concern for the demanding way he told her to take off her dress. She pulled the sundress over her head and tossed it towards the arm of the couch. The dress landed on the arm but slipped to the floor by the couch, between the couch and the end table next to it. She turned to look at him, feeling excited standing totally nude a few inches from her boss. "Please sit down again. If it excites you more and you want to remain excited you can spread your legs to allow me a good view of your twat. I know I certainly enjoy seeing it and the juices that are making you so moist." She sat again but felt the cold of the metal again as it had cooled quickly while she stood. She squirmed a little on the cold seat but spread her legs to display her cunt for him but mostly because it excited her knowing he could look at it anytime. She looked him in the eyes and for the first time smiled because she was at ease with him. "Thank you," he told her looking at her smile. "Now tell me why you let this man you call master make you do these inappropriate things. I understand having some sexual fun in private areas or clubs but when it comes to dress in the professional areas it is totally inappropriate and you used to understand that. Tell me what happened to make you disrespect that code." He reached over and placed his finger on her prominent clitoris, pressing hard enough to bring a moan from her lips as she thought about his question. Her eyes seemed to roll back as she enjoyed the moment. Then just as quickly as he had placed his finger on her he removed it. A sigh of sorrow came from her mouth as she began to focus on the question again. "I guess it was just the erotic feeling that I got from following his commands. They always seemed to make me feel sexy and bold, they never failed to make me moist and horny. I know they were inappropriate at work but they excited me none the less so I just ignored the rules." "And what did he do to you when you met him?" asked her boss. "Anything he could to humiliate or degrade me but no matter how low he made me feel, the sex we had was earth shattering so everything was good again" she replied. Her story continued with, "Friday night I was late so he had the guard make me strip in my car and drive to meet him naked. Then I had to walk naked from my car to the motel room -- I was so humiliated thinking what if someone catches me. When I got to the room they wouldn't answer the door quickly so I stood naked as I am now but in the hallway waiting. Then when I got in the room they tied me to the bed and put two vibrators in me, one in the ass and the other in my fuck hole, they turned them on and went to the bar leaving me to have orgasm after orgasm. When they returned from the bar there were four of them and they fucked me in every hole until I was too sore to orgasm any more, then they made me walk naked to the far end of the motel, exit and walk the length of the building on the outside back to my car so I could go home." Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 01 "My god girl, and this excites you? Don't you realize how much trouble you could get in if you got caught?" "Yes but it always seems exciting when I am going to him but risky and humiliating when I leave. I just don't seem to have a choice. I must do what master says." She held her head down and tears were flowing heavily as she talked about her meeting. "So let me see if I have this correct. You want to be under someone's control, be made to do sexy and kinky acts, enjoy multiple orgasms, be an exhibitionist and a total cock slave? Does that about sum it up?" He looked at her with questioning look on his face. "Yes, and spanking too. I get very horny when I get spanked. The harder the better and the harder the more cock I need." She added to his summary. "Nancy does he ever contact you at work by phone or email?" he queried. "No, never! If he wants to give me instructions while I am at work he calls the guard and has him deliver the message, usually in some humiliating way." "And you don't call or email him from work?" "No, never!" Nancy replied firmly. Just as she finished her statement she thought of the one time she couldn't finish her email to him from home so she did it from work but it was only that once so she decided not to mention it. Nancy was sitting a foot from her boss, totally naked and her legs spread to expose her wet twat to him while he interrogated her on all her recent sexual activities. She suddenly became aware of how horny she was getting. The chair had a definite wet spot on it and her cunt was dripping wet with juices, either running down the crack of her ass and onto the chair or dripping directly onto the chair. She squirmed and was about to move when she heard a noise in the outer work area. She gasped loudly as she noticed her boss had heard it too. "Quick, the cleaning crew is coming in to clean, step into the conference room so they don't see anything," his voice was commanding and immediate. Both of them moved into the conference room and her boss locked the door behind him. They listened at the door and someone entered his office. Nancy gasped and almost cried out but he pulled her naked body to him, putting his hand over her mouth, whispering "They don't have a key to get in here so they will never see us." She nodded in acknowledgement but snuggled up a little closer to him. He removed his hand from her mouth but his other hand remained around her waist as she tried to move closer for that more protected feeling. The hand that had covered her mouth dropped to her shoulder. As her butt pushed against his crotch she could feel his hard cock so she wiggled her ass a little to toy with him. The hand on her shoulder moved down to her breast and covered it in one smooth move. Her body began to tingle with his hard cock pressing into her butt and his hand on her breast. She moaned as quietly as she knew how. He held her against his body as he listened to the cleaning person empty the trash in his office and do a few other things. As he was waiting for them to finish his hand moved to play with her nipple. He tweaked the nipple between his thumb and index finger as he felt her body go limp and listened to the moans coming from her. They weren't loud enough for the cleaning person to hear but he took the opportunity to move the hand from her waist down to her pubic mound. A finger began to move across her slit and press on her clit. A louder moan came from her but still not loud enough to be heard in the other room. His finger tortured her clit, driving her towards climax but not taking her there yet. She was very horny and needed some outlet so she moved his hands away from her body, turned to face him, and dropped to her knees. Her hands quickly lowered his zipper and pulled out his throbbing staff. Her tongue licked the tip of it and she heard him moan as the pleasure was acknowledged. Her tongue licked the head and then down the length of the shaft before she actually put his cock in her mouth. She slowly started bobbing her head up and down his shaft as her tongue did its magic to the shaft and head. As the person on the other side of the door finished up in his office he saw no need to tell her the coast was clear. A few minutes of this and her mouth became a great sucking machine, bringing him close to cumming. His balls began to tighten so he knew he was getting ready to cum. As he felt it starting from his balls and up the shaft he grabbed the back of her head, forcing his cock to the back of her throat before the gusher erupted. After the second round of sperm entered her mouth she had to swallow, then the third just shot straight down her throat, finally after the fourth spurt of cum filled her she could feel his cock subsiding and began to clean it with her tongue before letting it plop out of her mouth. She looked at him and smiled. He plopped his head back against the door and said, "that my young slut was wonderful." Nancy stood up and hugged him saying, "thank you for letting me please you." "Now young lady, follow me and we will continue finding out how big of a problem you have gotten yourself into." He led her to a door at the end of the conference room. He opened the door and went inside as Nancy followed. She was amazed at the room, it was organized as a dungeon with implements of pain and torture hanging from hooks and a 4 drawer filing cabinet labeled restraints, vaginal toys, anal toys and misc. She was simply amazed and the gasp she let out as she wondered over all of it let him know. "So you had no idea I was into BDSM?" he asked. "Noooo, No, I had no idea about you other than you were always a no nonsense boss" she responded. "Well that goes to show you that if you do things properly nobody will know about it. Unlike a certain cock slave standing naked before me" he said as he looked at her. Her head fell and gazed at the floor. "Yes sir," she mumbled. "I am sorry I am so much trouble for you and I appreciate all you are doing to save my job and all. I just let my cunt do the thinking for me I guess." "Nonsense Nancy. You are the best assistant I have had and I would do a lot more to keep your job for you than I am doing now." He looked at her and moved down to kiss her. As their lips met she almost swooned but recovered enough to put her arms around his neck and let her tongue unleash her feelings in his mouth. The kiss lasted a lot longer than she had anticipated but when she released him she just fell weak in his arms almost as if she fainted. He had an arm around her back so he simply put his other arm under her knees and scooped her up as if she weighed nothing. He carried her out and laid her on the conference table. Her eyes followed his every move but her body remained limp. He scooted a chair up to the edge of the table so his face was only inches away from hers. He stared into her eyes and she could see the lust in them. She finally was able to say something but the words ran out of her mouth before she thought, "Are you going to fuck me? I am yours you know. I will do anything you want." Her face turned red, then crimson as she realized what she had just said. "That is my intention Nancy but not just that fast. I appreciate the offer but I don't want to just fuck you I want to possess you body and soul. I want your submission to me and before I can get that I need to find out how much trouble you are in and what we can do to get you out of it. In order for me to do that I need to find out about you and the guard and how much there is between the guard and your stupid master. I also need for you to tell me how devoted you are to this master -- do you want to be with him or is he just a convenient controller for you. So my first question to you is tell me about you and the guard." Nancy broke out crying as she curled up on the table. "I can't. I just can't. You will know what kind of whore I am -- just like my son said, I am a cock slave whore." She burst into a continuous crying fit. He didn't say anything. He felt sorry for her having to tell him every intimate detail of her sordid BDSM experience. He just rubbed her naked body laying on the table as she cried her eyes out. He pulled her curled body to him and just kissed her up and down her back as he rubbed her thigh and buttocks. She finished her crying outburst and just straightened out on the table, turning to lay on her stomach, leaving her butt up for him to rub with his soothing hands. She put her hand over her face, propping her head up on her forearms saying through her hands "can't you just spank me as hard as you can. I can't tell you what kind of a whore the guard made of me, I just can't. Please just get your worst implement and spank me hard, you should spank me so hard my ass will bleed and be sore for weeks." "Sweetie I can't do that to you. I can't and won't ever do that to you. Not that I wouldn't spank you and spank you hard to the point of bruising that beautiful bottom you have. But making it bleed and cut it is just wrong." His hands were still rubbing her butt but now his hand slipped between her legs as he let his finger caress her ever moist pussy. She moaned as her body responded to the pleasure of his touch. "No, I can't. Please just whip me for the whore that I am," she cried in a pleading tone. His arm went under her and scooped her up as he sat back in the chair with her in his lap. He caressed her body with a touch of soft caring adoration. He cuddled her to his face and kissed her teary cheeks, her eyes and her nose. He just held her to his warm body and rocked her as he looked at her eyes staring blankly into his. "Nothing can be so bad that you can't tell me. I know the urges of the body can make one do things they never dreamed they could do. Now please tell me what happened so we can move past this and find a way out for you. You do want to get out of this hold he has over you don't you? Of do you like the life of a whore and cock slut?" Her arms rose to encircle his neck as she responded to his touch. How she wished he would just take her body and use it for their lustful passions rather than continue this interrogation on her. She buried her face in his chest and said, "Ok, I'll tell you what I can but so much of it is so humiliating I can't ever admit to what I did. The guard is in league with the mystery man, he stops me and delivers messages from him, he takes perverse pleasure in humiliating me. The day he searched my purse he knew about the mystery man so he took me to a private office and stripped me, then he spanked me to get me horny and made me suck his cock, then he whipped me until I was begging for a fuck so he fucked my ass and his cock is huge. Then when I was supposed to meet the mystery man the guard stopped me at the gate and made me strip in my car. Another time he reached through the window and finger fucked me until I came -- it was so humiliating. And then he knew I would need cock so he told me to go to the Poop Deck on Saturday afternoon. I can't tell you what happened there. All I can say is they treated me like a whore and I acted like a whore and then I asked for more. They sold my body to the highest bidder and when I left they stuffed the roll of money from the auction in my mouth and gagged me, making me drive home like that -- like the common whore I am." "So the guard used the information about you and the mystery man to blackmail you into submitting to him here in this building?" He asked. "Well sort of. At least at first but once he stripped me naked in that office it was so exciting to know that a few feet away there were people that might discover us. It got me so aroused he didn't have to do much to make me do what he wanted. He only wanted the same thing I did -- to cum." She buried her face in his chest and cried some more. "So you liked the exhibitionism and the fact that someone might catch you.?" "Yes it was so arousing and erotic." "So does it arouse you now that you are naked and cuddled in my lap?" "No, this feels so natural and loving. It did arouse me when the cleaning person was in your office and I was naked by the door. That is why I sucked your cock. I just was so horny I couldn't help it." She tightened her grasp of him and looked up at his eyes. "So you don't want to fuck me now as you lay here, naked, in my lap?" he asked her. She became alarmed at the question and quickly replied, "Oh no. That isn't it at all. I told you that you could fuck me that I would suck you or do anything you want. It is just that in these other situations they just pushed the right buttons and knew how to drive me insane with the need to have sex. I just become lust driven until my body climaxes and then I feel shame for what I have done. Even when I feel ashamed I know that I will end up doing it again if they push the right buttons. That seems to be humiliation, pain and command." She smiled at him and pleaded, "can we just fuck instead of talking about all my other indiscretions?" He got this stern look on his face and said, "Nancy there will be time enough to fuck later but now we have to talk about this. This is a serious matter and it threatens your job here, your reputation, your home life and if you continue with him you will end up unemployed, a common whore for him to humiliate and have you begging him to degrade you some more. You will become a sex slave for his sadistic desires. Is that want you want?" That statement startled her back to reality, she moved up so her face was inches away from his and replied softly into his ear, "Oh no sir. I am sorry. Please help me. I will do anything you say." He turned his head and softly kissed her lips, holding her chin so neither of them would turn the kiss into a passionate thing. "Ok Nancy. If you mean that, I will help you but you have to stop lying to me and you have to tell me the whole truth no matter how sordid it is." "I have been telling you the truth," she snapped at him like she was angery. "Ok, you want the whole fucking truth. Well this slut whore came home from the Poop Deck with over a thousand dollars. I fucked 5 guys over and over again. They fucked my ass until it bled. They put me on a table and each of them whipped me with a belt 25 times and all I could do was beg for more cock. Is that enough of the truth? Now do you believe me when I say I am nothing but a common whore that sells her body for money? Ok, now you know your assistant is a whore so do I get to keep my fucking job now? Do you want me to be your whore? ... " She was about to spout out some more comments but he lifted her from his lap and stood her on the floor beside him. "That is enough Nancy. You have earned yourself one hell of a spanking for that outburst. Here I am trying to help you retain your job and your respectability and you have hateful outbursts like that. Now come with me as we pick out what is going to be used on your butt to tame that tongue of yours." With that he took her hand and led her into the back room with all his toys. As she followed him into the room she apologized, "I am sorry sir. I shouldn't have spoken to you so harshly." As he found a paddle he replied, "we have some discussing to do and perhaps it is better if we do it with you over my knee so if I don't like the answer or don't believe what your saying I can instantly convince you to tell me the whole truth." The paddle he had chosen was a very stiff leather paddle about 5 inches wide except for the handle, on one side it was smooth and on the other side it had little studs embedded into the leather that would raise instant welts to the bare skin it hit. He handed that to her so she could inspect the instrument of her punishment. Then he took her hand and walked her back to the conference room. At the end of the conference table he pulled out a straight back padded chair and sat down. He adjusted his position in the chair and then looked at her saying, "the smooth side is for punishment but the studded side is to be used when you lie to me or fail to tell me the whole truth. Now please place your body over my lap so your butt is upright for punishment. Place your hands on the legs of the chair and do not move them from there. And I advise you to tell me the truth, the whole truth and don't leave out details. If you snap an answer at me in a spiteful manner like you did before I will use the studs to change your tone, if you lie you will be spanked with the studs the whole time your telling me the truth. You will have to speak up over the spanking so don't whisper anything. Are we clear?" She handed him the paddle and bent over his lap saying, "yes sir." She adjusted herself so her hands were clutching the legs of the chair and her butt was in perfect position for him. She spread her legs out because she knew how much her pussy would moisten as he spanked her. "I am ready sir. I just want to say I am sorry about how I said things before." She waited for a reply but before hearing him say anything she felt this terrible pain as the paddle connected with her right cheek, making her cry out. The next one hit her right cheek, again making her cry out. Then a quick volley of about 10 on each cheek came in rapid succession to the point where she was just a crying lump of dead weight over his lap. The paddling stopped and he caressed her buttocks as he waited for her to stop sobbing. "And that, young lady, was just for that spiteful outburst you had before. Even though you apologized for it this completes the apology. Now the next thing we have to discuss is your lying. I know you lied about communication with your master so how about you telling me the truth about when and how you contact him." With that he laid one swat across the crack of her ass so it got both cheeks but he used the studded side so he knew it hurt more. She cried out in pain but said nothing. "You'll have to speak up, I can't hear you." As he laid another swat across her crack but lower than the previous one so it got the more meaty part of her ass. This time she shouted, "I didn't lie. I only email master from home or the guard gives me messages." As soon as she said that he started a volley of swats that went from the edge of her butt cheeks to the other edge. She was bawling hard but managed to say "wait, wait, I forgot, I forgot one thing." The paddle stopped and she felt relief but quickly added, "there was one time I had to reply to him before I could get home so I sent an email from here." Her ass was on fire and she was sure there would be cuts to the skin from that paddle. No more swats came so she felt a little more relief but could feel how the juices were flowing and she felt extremely horny just like every time she got spanked hard. Her tears had stopped now so she was able to think a little more clearly getting ready for the next series of questions. She thought this was a terrible position to be having a discussion in, she liked it a lot better when she was cuddled in his lap talking. She asked, "can I get up now? I am ready to talk and tell you anything but it was so much better talking while I sat in your lap." She felt a smart slap to her butt with his hand as he said, "Ok but no more withholding and no more telling me you can't tell me." He pulled her up from his lap and moved to the other chair indicating that she was to come sit in his lap. She approached him but leaned into his face, holding on to the chair and asked, "Sir I need you to fuck me or at least let me suck you, I am just too horny to talk without it." He smiled at her and pushed her back until her butt was hitting the table, then he pushed a little more as he lowered her to the table with her legs over the edge. Stepping between her legs he reached for the buckle of his belt, opening it and then unsnapping his pants and lowering his zipper he dropped his pants and boxers in one movement. His enormous fuck tool popped out. Nancy moved her knees up so her feet could rest on the table and spread her legs to accommodate her boss' entry into her wet cunt. She felt the head of his tool spread her lips and found there was no resistance to his staff slipping up her hungry fuck hole. He moved in until his cock was bottoming out against her cervix as his balls slapped her ass. Slowly he fucked her but as he moved up the pace a little he grabbed her hips to use as leverage. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 01 "Oh that's it, slam that cock into me. My cunt needs a huge cock, hard and rough. Make your cum slut whore happy. Give me that hard stiff rod an make my cunt happy." Her head was moving from side to side as her hips rose to meet each thrust from his manhood. She was in heaven and rapidly approaching what she hoped would be the first of many orgasms. "Ohhhhh, oh gawd, oh gawd ... here I cum .. Ahhhhhh, I'm cummmming." She climaxed and began to fall into a hazy relaxed dream state as her arms fell to her side even knowing he was still pounding away at her cunt. He stabbed his cock into her fuck channel while she lay passively on the table but not for long. She could feel the second climax begin inside her body and radiate out to her clit. This continued through three more climaxes until he finally began to get ready to juice her. She could feel his cock stiffen and his balls shrunk up as the sack hit her in the ass. Finally he started to moan and gasp as his climax started. He pulled out and grabbed his cock stroaking it as his juice came up the shaft and shot up, landing on her face and tits. The next shot landed on her mound and he quickly pulled her up forcing his cock into her mouth. The final shot went to the back of her throat as she gladly swallowed his seed. After he released her and his cock fell from her mouth she sat there with cum dripping down her body. She got up, sat on the table with her legs spread at the edge and used her fingers to wipe the cum from her face and tits, making sure to lick her fingers each time she scooped up enough. She sat on the table with a smile on her face as he relaxed in the chair, his trousers and boxers at his ankles. As he recovered he reached out to her and said, "come sit in my lap so I can hold your warm passionate body in my arms." It didn't take her but a second to become cuddled in his grasp again. She still couldn't believe her boss had just fucked her, it had been a fantasy of hers for years but she could never get him to pay attention to her -- he had always been that stern faced, all business boss. She lay in his lap feeling his cock come back to life as it poked into her sore butt. She thought of how sore her ass was, knowing it would hurt for days but she felt so comfortable, almost appreciative of the gentleness he used when spanking her. She longed for more of his cock and discipline, god knows she needed lots of it. He seemed like he was lost in thought as she cuddled as close to him as she could get. At long last he broke the silence between them saying, "Nancy, I am going to develop a plan for you to get out of this horrible mess you have gotten yourself into so here is what you are going to do. Starting tomorrow you are going to come to work dressed as the professional worker that I know you are. I will allow you the one erotic liberty of not wearing panties or bra but the skirt cannot be any higher than 3 inches above the knee. I don't want your pussy showing if you bend over. Don't wear a blouse that is opaque or translucent -- if your nipples poke at the blouse that is fine but I don't want them seen thru the material. I want you to tell your family you will be working at least an hour over each day for the next couple of weeks -- this way we can develop a plan together. Do you understand me so far?" She lay in a dream state in his lap not hearing a word he said, just listening to his voice and wishing for more loving from this man. The question at the end of his discussion brought her back to reality knowing he wanted an answer but not knowing what to say. She finally decided to feign a sleepy response, "ahh, oh I must have been daydreaming, what did you say?" He said, "never mind. Your dreaming about sex again and I can't compete with that. Just follow me and I will give you very simple instructions." He set her down on her feet and took her hand as they went into the toy room. He fumbled through one of the drawers, pulling out a little black device like a car remote and something else. He took her around the corner behind the wall of toys and she was again amazed. There stood a cross in the form of an X on the end of the area, a device like a saw horse but with padding over the top and two sets of padded braces -- she recognized this as a spanking bench -- and a table she saw only at her gynecologists office for examinations. Her breath just sucked in air in a loud gasp as she saw all this. He made her get up on the exam table and said, "put your feet in the stirrups." She did as requested and he moved between her legs. She became very embarrassed when her gynecologist did this, even though her Dr was a woman, but for some reason she glowed at him as if she wanted him to touch her there -- in fact she realized how horny it made her feel with this man up close and inspecting her clean shaven fuck spot. She shivered as he put his hands on her pussy, spreading her lips to show the pink, warm and moist inner fold of her fuck hole. She felt him reach her clit and then she felt a sharp momentary pain that finally calmed down into a very erotic sensation. He move around to her face, looked her in the eye, "Nancy, what you feel is a clit stimulator. Does it feel good now?" She turned to look in his eyes but not moving otherwise and replied, "yes it feels very nice." It in fact felt very erotic. She gazed into his eyes and suddenly felt this totally erotic sensation on her clitoris, causing her pelvis to move up and making her moan audibly. There was an audible noise but it was insignificant compared to her reaction. "That is the clit vibrator controlled by this remote," he said as he held up the little black remote. Her clit felt like someone was masturbating her, her hips moved to try for a better feel, trying for more pressure but couldn't achieve it. She was moaning loudly just like she did when she masturbated alone in the bedroom, she began to feel the first climax approach when he turned off the vibrator. She groaned in disappointment as she begged for more, "oh, more, I was almost there. Please a little more so I can cum?" He smiled at her and took her feet out of the stirrups, running his hand down her inner thighs but not far enough up to reach her needy spot. He easily picked her body up in his arms and took her over to the spanking bench. Putting one knee down on a support he adjusted her other knee to fit the second support he guided her body down so the padded top ran down the front of her body from her cunt to her throat. He put her hands on the front supports so she lay on all fours with her ass ready to be treated to his skillful teachings. He moved his hand slowly down her back and stopped at the small of her back where it became the top of her buttocks. The hand left a tingle running up and down her spine and she longed for it to touch her intimate parts. "Oh please sir, just touch me, make me cum," she begged. His hand had left her body in such a state that only a little pressure on her clit would take her over the top. Her thighs were wet with the juices from her pussy. "Please sir, I beg of you just a little more." Her every nerve was ready for this but nothing came until she opened her mouth to plead once again. Ashe was about to say something the vibrator on her clit came to life making her body jolt with orgasm. Her ass wiggled and her hands were shaking on the supports but she managed to cry out, "Ohhhh ... Ohhhh ... yes, yes ... ohhhhhhhhhhh" as she collapsed and let her body rest on the center pad of the bench. She was in heaven as the vibrator continued to extend her climax. She doesn't remember when the vibrator quit but she remembered feeling his hand caress her butt and inner thighs whenever she came alert. She lay there just bathing in the luxurious feelings he gave her body with his caresses. She felt his thumb enter her soaking fuck hole and felt the electric sensation it sent throughout her body. "mmmm .." was all she muttered from her dream like state. "Does that feel good?" he asked as her eyes opened. With a smile from ear to ear she said, "oh you know it. That was the best orgasm in a long time." His response was a sharp swat to her left butt cheek. Then he asked, "do I have your attention now?" He head bucked up and a cry came from her, "Owwww. Yes sir, my full and undivided attention." Now this is what to happen tomorrow. You are to wear a long dress, at least 4 inches below the knees and a conservative blouse -- no bra or panties -- is that clear?" he said as he delivered another sharp swat to her behind but this time it was the right cheek. "Owww. Yes sir, that is abundantly clear." "Good. From now on you will dress professionally at work. Am I making things clear for you?" as he landed another swat on her left butt right at the joint with the thigh. She jumped as the pain shot through her body but she responded, "ow, ow, ow that hurts too much. She recognized that this wasn't the same paddle he had used before as it was much more severe. "I will dress very conservative and professionally at work sir. I will please you sir, you will see." He began to rub her butt where he had spanked her, seeing the red welts arise. She seemed to enjoy this because he could see her rest on the bench and relax. He continued, "when you get into work I want you to come to this room and put this clit vibrator on, then go about your normal workday. Can you do that for me?" She was very relaxed as he rubbed her welts and even gave a slight moan of enjoyment as he put two fingers in her cunt to begin arousing her again. "Yes sir." She replied in a tone that showed how relaxed she was. "And if I need you for something I will turn on the vibrator and wait for you to come to my office. You need to be quick about it because you have seen what happens quickly after I turn it on. Can you tell me what happens?" he commented, putting a question at the end to make sure she wasn't daydreaming again. "Oh yes sir. Before long, once the vibrator starts, my legs go weak and I begin to orgasm. I promise, sir, I won't ever take long to come to your office once it starts. Are you going to fuck me every time you call me?" she asked. "No questions please. Just listen and tell me if you understand what I tell you." He landed another sharp blow to her right butt at the thigh line this time. She howled this time as not only did it hurt but she wasn't expecting this considering he had continued to play with her pussy while talking. "Oww, Oww, son of a bitch that hurts," she let out a small curse. Finally as the stinging of the swat calmed down she responded, "yes sir, I will listen and answer." "You will plan to work over after hours and we will develop a plan to resolve your problem. That is if you think there is a problem with you going around dressed as a slut and acting like a whore. You do have a problem and want it solved don't you?" he was now rubbing her butt again, trying to keep her mind on the discussion. "Yes sir, there is a problem and I need to solve it quickly. I can't have my son and everybody at work knowing how much of a cock slave I can be. Thank you sir for offering to help me solve it. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it. I will be at your command after work sir. Of course I will be at your command all day at work too sir." She smiled and tried not to look like she was making a smart ass answer about being at his command. He didn't miss her response and the attitude thrown into her last part of the answer. He wasn't going to let her get away with that so he changed paddles to the one he first used on her and said, "smart ass answers get you in trouble so now count out 10 as I warm your butt up for being sassy." With that he let fly the paddle and landed on the crack of her ass hitting both cheeks. She got the message and called out, "One sir, thank you and no more sassy remarks." The second landed in similar position but a little lower, "Two sir, thank you and no more sassy remarks." And so it went through all ten swats. Her ass was aching when he finished but she noticed how incredibly horny she had gotten. "Good," he said. "Now take your clit vibrator off and put it here in this envelope so it will be here for you in the morning. The key to the conference room and this room is in the center top desk drawer when you need to get in here." He watched from behind as she got off the spanking bench, making sure he got a good view of her sore behind and her open pussy. She stepped down from the bench a little unsteady on her feet. He came up behind her and supported her, not missing a chance to fondle her breasts and pinch her nipples. She moaned in response to the erotic touch. She sat in the chair and spread her lips to enable her to easily remove the vibrator. He smiled as he watched her take it off and deposit it in the envelope, placing it on the shelf for the morning. It was very erotic for her to display herself like this to him, she was aware of how horny it made her feel. She turned to him and held out her arms for him to hold her again. Stepping up to her he put his arms around her, kissed her forehead and whispered, "now go put on your sexy dress and get ready to go home. If you think of anything else that might help me plan the solution to your problem tell me but just be aware that if it is something that you blatantly left out of our discussion today you hinny will pay for it." She scurried out of the room to get dressed while he closed up the back room and conference room. As he stepped into the office he saw her on hands and knees on the floor over by the couch. Her face showed panic and as she saw him she jumped to her feet and came running to him, hugging him tightly and said, "oh sir, I can't find my dress anywhere. The cleaning crew must have taken it when they were here. What am I to do, I can't leave here naked." She was so frightened she collapsed into his arms. Once again he scooped her up in his arms and held her. She put her arms around him and pulled herself closer to him -- she was adopting him as her protector. He set her down in his chair saying, "stay here. I will see if I can find where they threw it out or find you something to wear. If someone comes into the area you are to hide under my desk." It seemed like he was gone for hours but it probably wasn't more than 10 or 15 minutes. He came back with only a janitor's blue work shirt saying, "I couldn't find it in the garbage but here this should cover almost as much as your dress did." Quickly she put on the work shirt but the top 3 buttons were missing and it only came to just below her crotch. If she walked in this her butt would show and if she moved fast in it her tits would fall out the front since the buttons were missing. She looked up at his eyes and could see the hidden smirk because of her predicament. "Don't you dare laugh at me! If I move everything I have shows." "It is cover enough for you to get to your car and home. Not quite as much as your dress did but enough so nobody will see anything if you don't run into them on the way out." He smiled at her, knowing how humiliating it would be to run into someone on the way out. She ran at him pounding her fists into his chest saying, "your enjoying this aren't you. You would have me go naked to my car if you didn't think I would get arrested." He grabbed her hands and pulled her to him. His arms around her he whispered into her ear, "I would keep you naked and in my arms all the time if I could do it. I have wanted to do this from the day you started to work for me. I wish I could possess you at work and after work and at night in my bed and in the shower in the morning -- just all the time." With that he locked his lips to her, forcing her mouth to accept his tongue. She responded allowing her tongue to meet with his. In the passion of the kiss he raised her body off the floor and held her captive for minutes that seemed like forever. Finally he released her and she stepped back out of breath saying, "wow, was that ever a kiss. I had no idea you wanted me so badly. Had I known you were available and wanted me I don't think any of this mess I am in would have happened. I am happy to be your cock slave or submissive and would have done it years ago if only I had known then." He pulled out the metal chair she had sat on earlier and motioned for her to come to him as he sat down. She stepped to him and he quickly put her over his lap with no need to raise her shirt because her butt was already bare. He began to rub her sore cheeks as she began to protest. "Please sir, no more spanking. I am too sore for it. Please." He continued to rub and massage her butt as she calmly lay over his lap. "I have no intention of spanking you any more but I want you to tell me what happens tomorrow and if you miss anything I will be forced to impart a sharp reminder to your sore butt. Do we understand each other." His hand crept to the opening between her legs and his fingers ran the full length of her pussy lips, stopping to tease her clit. "Don't stop. That feels so good." She tried to concentrate on her response but found the feeling too much of a distraction. She even thought he might be doing this on purpose to keep her districted so she would make a mistake and he could whack her ass again. "I am to dress very conservative, with a long dress, no underwear and come into your office and the back room, I put on the clit vibrator and resume my normal duties. I will be ready to meet you after hours to plan a way out of my predicament. Is that correct sir?" He had kept up his finger assault of her vaginal lips all this time and she was almost out of her mind with arousal. "Very good my love. You did perfectly. And I confess I was fingering you to try to make you distracted enough so I could spank you a little more." He smiled but she couldn't see it. His hand was now massaging her butt. She started to get up but his arm pinned her down as his other hand stopped playing with her butt. He said, "one more thing before you go." Completing the statement just as his hand came down with a powerful smack on her left cheek. "Ow, no more I was good and remembered everything." She continued, "my butt doesn't need any more attention but my cunt could use another fuck. I am so horny from your last spanking. Please fuck me. Send me home dripping with your cum. Please." "Hush you horny little slut you. No more of your carnal need shall be discussed tonight." His hand landed another swat on her butt and she jumped on his lap indicating how much it hurt. "Now listen up so your butt isn't bruised too much when you leave tomorrow night. During working hours there will be no signs of familiarity between us. You will act professionally, acknowledging me as sir like you normally do. Any slight infraction of this that could be seen by anyone in this office as a gesture of familiarity and your butt will be so bruised when you leave you won't be able to lay down to fuck. Do I make myself clear little miss hot twat?" With that he levied several whacks to her butt in random places. She squirmed and jumped on his lap but his arm held her locked in place over his lap. As his volley of swats stopped she replied, "oh yes sir. Miss hot twat is yours to do with as you want after work but during working hours she is Miss prim and proper. Is that right?" She noticed his finger invading her pussy as she said that. He laughed and said, "tomorrow after work remind me that your sassy answer deserves some more discussion but yes that answer is correct. Now I want you to go home and get ready for tomorrow -- think over your situation and note anything that might help us." With that he stood her up and gave a light smack to her butt saying, "now go home." She turned to face him with a frown on her face, "don't I get a goodbye fuck or anything. Little miss hot twat is still horny." Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 01 "I think you are begging for another spanking. Don't you realize it is almost 9 pm and you want to play some more? Go home, have some dinner and fuck your bedmate." His tone was a dismissal so she thought better of begging or any further discussion. She looked at her watch and it was 8:45 and she had to be home for 9 pm. She stopped at her desk to get her purse and as she bent over to get it she wiggled her butt at his door, then she turned and lifted the shirt to show him her pussy and as a final flash she spread the shirt open to show him her boobs. Then she was off to her car. Walking as fast as possible so she could gauge how much showed as her pace increased. She had to walk by the guard's desk on the way out and didn't want to flash boobs, box or butt. Walking slowly by the guard she was able to get out without incident and then ran to her car to rush home. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 02 Other stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Then the following are separate but related stories and may be read without regard to sequence. Nancy and the Guard Nancy visits the Poop Deck Nancy and her Observer Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Boss - The Weekend Nancy and her Son * Nancy had been called into her boss's office for her rather smutty dress at work and told that she could lose her job. Her boss discovered she was under the control of a BDSM master and was making her dress and act sluttish to humiliate and stimulate her. Her boss, who secretly had admired her ever since she became his assistant, asks if she wants his help to keep her job and get out of this disgraceful lifestyle she got involved with. She spent all of Sunday afternoon with him revealing her recent sexual activities and why she felt so aroused by it. She had found out something she had never suspected in all the years she worked around and for him – that her boss was into BDSM himself. After a nice Sunday afternoon tryst they decided to work after hours on a way to resolve her problem with the minimum of consequences to her. Monday morning she dragged into work, still a little hung over from last nights activities at the bachelor party her son had set her up with. In her new office attire she put her purse in her desk and headed for her boss's office. No sign of her boss so she opened his middle desk drawer and got the keys for the conference room and the storage room. Closing and locking the conference room behind her she opened the storage room. She felt foolish doing this but she also felt excited about it, she moved to the envelope containing the clit stimulator and removed it from the envelope. She lifted her skirt and sat on a chair so she could spread her legs wide, so wide in fact that her lips spread open making it easy for her to take hold of her clit. Her hand lingered as her fingers took hold of her clit and squeezed it a little. A moan escaped her mouth letting her know that even as tired and bad as she felt this was a pleasurable thing. Playing with her clit a little she got aroused before she realized the objective wasn't to make her sluttish twat feel good, it was to put the clit vibrator on so her boss could summon her when he desired. A fleeting thought ran through her mind that she hoped he summoned her many times a day – whether it be for her to pleasure him or to have her do some office work. She was a little disappointed that the remote wasn't with the vibrator because she would have enjoyed a little test of the toy before going to work. She realized she had been gone from her desk long enough and that she better get back to work. She let her dress fall covering her naked pussy and thought how strange the dress he required compared to what the mystery man had made her wear. Her new dress fell to about 3 inches below her knees compared to the skirt she wore Friday that was about 3 inches below her crotch. She sat at her desk thinking how wonderful if her boss could become her new Master and lover. He seemed very interested in maintaining a professional image at work and in public but had a very erotic and randy attitude when in private or where others who had no idea who you were or anything about your special kink and she liked that idea. She liked the humiliation and exhibitionism but not when people you worked with or close friends were involved. She felt that with him she could and would go naked if he wanted it because he would never allow her to do it where it could cause her any harm. This was in absolute contrast to her mystery men, who made her take lots of risks and expose her almost all the time. She was beginning to fall for her boss's way of doing things. She knew she would get cock when she needed it but in a safe manner. She knew she would get spanked and whipped a lot but not so it would endanger her public image. She knew she wanted her boss to turn on the vibrator demanding her presence. Just as she had all these thought in her mind the clit vibrator went off. Nancy stood up from her desk, the vibrator causing her a little bit of arousal and lots of difficulty standing, she proceeded into her boss's office. Looking at him behind his desk she smiled and said good morning. The clit vibrator had her aroused enough to want to go to his side and suck his cock but as she advanced the vibrator stopped. "Good morning sir," she addressed him formally. "Good morning Nancy," he replied. "I see you have done everything we discussed yesterday but why do you look so tired?" he asked. "I was out late last night at one of the parties my son organized." She responded, not daring to tell him the whole story of the party. Like the fact that it was a bachelor party and she was the center of attraction. Or that she had gotten smashed and fucked or sucked every guy there, or that she was tied and whipped at her request. This was a little more than she was ready to tell him. "Are you going to be able to work an hour or so after hours? If you're too tired we can wait a day but not too long or your problem may not be so easy to resolve." He looked at her questioningly. "Tonight is not a problem for me and I look forward to working this out," she replied, looking into his eyes just knowing that she would do anything he asked. "Okay, that will be all Nancy," he said in a very professional voice that let her know she was dismissed. Returning to her desk she engaged in her normal office busy work that occupied her until it was time for the morning mailroom run. As she worked she was thinking – no hoping – that he would find some reason to start her clit vibrator. She began to realize her observer was looking her way with a puzzled look. She knew he was looking for her short skirt and her normal masturbation show under her desk. How was she going to tell him that was a thing of the past; she already missed putting on the show for the hidden camera. She couldn't very well just wander over to his desk and discuss this matter with him but she knew she owed him an explanation. She got up from her desk and headed off to the mailroom, as was her normal routine. What wasn't normal routine was that she made sure she took the long way to the mailroom so she would be sure to walk by her boss' door, hoping that he might ask her to do something or at least acknowledge her presence. It frustrated her that she was going to be his nighttime slut but be ignored all day long at work. Of course there was the fact that if he needed something he would turn her clit vibrator on to summon her, she kept hoping that she might be summoned frequently but just knew he was too professional to do that at work. When she arrived back at her desk she found a manila envelope with a question mark written on it. She glanced at her boss' door, sat down and opened the sealed envelope. Her mind told her it had to be from her observer and that was confirmed when she read the note within. The note simply read, 'the camera is rolling, what happened?' She knew he wanted some sort of explanation but she couldn't be seen hovering over his desk whispering any kind of lengthy explanation. Putting the note in her desk she scrawled out a note to him, saying 'things have changed, will email you late tonight', placing the note back in the manila envelope. She waived the manila envelop at him until she caught his attention and then placed it on the edge of her desk. Nancy returned to her work, answering emails, printing and filing documents and such. She almost missed him as he passed by her desk and retrieved her note but his being so close to her gave her a nervous feeling, goose bumps ran up her spine as he walked off. It was too easy for her boss to see anyone stopping at her desk like that and she didn't want any more of this mess she was in coming out. Her phone rang so she answered, "D & R Pharmaceuticals, this is Nancy, how may I help you?" "On your way out to lunch please stop by my desk and bring that little note you got with you. I will expect a short explanation too," her boss said. As she sat shocked at his commanding voice she knew all too well that he had seen the note put on her desk and that her observer picked up a response. "Yes sir," was all she could say. He hung up the phone so she did the same. The rest of the morning dragged on as she thought what to tell him. Most of all she knew, no matter what she told him, it would come out that she failed to tell him about everything involved in her life since the mystery man took control of her. She felt bad about it, disappointing and deceiving him was not something she wanted to do. He was a very caring person and a very dominant man. He wanted her in his life, now that he discovered her love of bdsm, and she wanted him plus she felt safe with him – why then did she hide so much from him? It wasn't the punishment she would receive over this, and she knew she deserved punishment, but the humiliation of telling him there was more involved in this mess that she hadn't told him about. Finally lunchtime arrived, she picked up her purse and turned to head into his office. She paused, opened her drawer to retrieve the note and then walked on shaky legs toward his office door. At the door she paused for a moment, note in hand, and waited. It seemed like a long time but after a few moments he motioned for her to come to his desk. Reaching out for the note she handed it to him and stood quietly while he read it. Glancing up at her he said, "this has more to do with your problem and lifestyle change doesn't it?" "Yes sir, but I can explain," she began but was cut off by her boss' response. "Not here, not now. We will discuss this later but you need to recognize that your failure to tell me everything may affect the solution I had come up with. Now we have new players in the situation so I don't know how that will affect the final outcome. I am disappointed in you Nancy and we will discuss this, in detail, further but right now you go to lunch." His voice was firm, his command clear and she knew she had been dismissed with nothing further to be said. Nancy left for lunch feeling … well she didn't know how she felt. Humiliated, yes, but also ashamed that she had disappointed him and yet she felt there were things she shouldn't have to disclose – private things. She went to the cafeteria but couldn't bring herself to eat, she was upset with herself, her situation, her emotions and her body. She was on her way back from lunch when her clit vibrator started, she felt the stimulation begin and quickly spread from her clit to her nipples. By the time she arrived at her desk her nipples were so erect they were as painful as if she had nipple clamps on. Her body was going into overdrive producing juices that started running down her inner thighs. She reached the office door and had to grasp the doorframe to keep her knees from buckling, "Yes sir," was all she could gasp out. She felt climax approaching rapidly. Standing at the doorway, still grasping the doorframe, she began to climax. "Ahhh .. I'm ahhh.." when as suddenly as it had begun the vibrator quit. Almost collapsing she leaned into the doorframe and stood panting. "I got here as quickly as I could. That was driving me crazy. I almost .." "I noticed," he said with an almost sadistic smile. That was the closest to a smile she had seen on his face as long as she had known him. "Come in and have a seat." As she entered the office and sat down in the chair in front of his desk he continued, "Nancy I am going to say what is on my mind and I don't want you to interrupt at all. If I ask you a question you are to answer the question and nothing more. Do you understand?" She nodded her understanding but there was a pause, a long pause, with him staring into her eyes the whole time. Finally she realized he was waiting for a verbal answer, "Yes sir." "Nancy, for the first time in twenty years on the job I find myself breaking the one rule that business and only business be done during working hours. This is a business hour and yet I find it necessary to talk to you about personal life and I don't like it. I was angry, I was disappointed, I was confused and a lot of other things when you brought me the note passing between you and Joe. I was disappointed because the note showed me there is more to your situation other than the guard and your mystery man but yet you told me that you had revealed everything related to your predicament. I was disappointed because I thought I had your trust and devotion. I was confused because you should know if you want my help getting out of this predicament that you have to help me by telling me everything. That is why, when I read the note, I dismissed you. I don't like to talk about things when I am angry so I needed time to think things over. Now is not a good time to be talking about it – during business hours – but it is something I can't get off my mind." He continued, "Nancy, I told you yesterday that I have feelings for you and always have but they became quite intense when I discovered you enjoyed the same kinks I have. You seemed to indicate that you had feelings for me also and I believed you." He paused for a moment but she realized he hadn't ended on a question but rather a statement so he wasn't waiting for her to answer. Finally the pause ended with, "Regardless of how it works out between us I want you to know that I will do my best to help you out of your current predicament. I respect you too much to see you ruin your life, loose your job and the respect of your friends and neighbors because you enjoy sex and have hooked up with the wrong teacher/Master. You should be able to enjoy the bdsm lifestyle without anyone outside of the bdsm world knowing your special interests." This was followed by another long pause but again she realized there was nothing for her to say. Again he began, "now I want an honest and truthful response to these next few questions." "First question. Nancy do you want my help resolving this problem with as little damage to you or your family and friends as possible?" She felt a knot begin in her stomach as she knew it was time to answer, "Oh .. ahhh .. Yes Sir." She finally stammered. "Second question. You do understand for me to come up with the best solution to this problem I need to know everything, and I mean everything, that has to do with your recent experience of personal sexuality, don't you?" He stared at her eyes, looking at the sparkle waiver as he asked the question. Again she stammered and hesitated in her answer, "Yes Sir. But .. ah I ah just ah don't want to reveal how smutty I can get. It is degrading for me to have to admit some of the things I have done or been forced to do, some of which a common whore wouldn't even do. I don't want to fail you but I am so afraid that if I tell you everything you won't want me anymore." "Wow!" he exclaimed. "We will leave most of that for a discussion later but for now you just need to know there is nothing you can tell me that would make you less desirable to me, nothing. Now on to the third question." "Nancy, I don't want you to answer this question until after work but I want you to sit at your desk and think about what it means and if you truly want this. Last night you said you had, and have for a long time, had feelings for me and that you would like for me to become your new Master. This means you would be trained by me to be able to walk proudly in a society that thinks of our lifestyle as kinky and perverted, wearing a collar that signifies your devotion to our lifestyle, yet not a one of them would recognize this symbol as anything unusual. This means that I would be the one making sure you are well satisfied in the lifestyle but appeared to all others as the kind, generous and wonderful person that I know you to be. Can you accept me as that Master?" He concluded with, "Don't try to answer that now, just think about and we will talk later. Now I want you to go back to your desk and get the rest of your work done while you think about your answer." Again she felt dismissed. She sat for a moment trying to avoid his gaze but knowing he wanted her to maintain eye contact. After all her mind and her butt were told that more than once yesterday. She managed to put a smile on her face as she arose from the chair to return to her desk. She paused for a moment, looking at him, as if she was about to say something. His eyes looked into hers and he simply said, "Nancy, desk, now!" With all kinds of emotion filling her heart she walked to her desk to finish her days work. As she sat down she could feel the tears that had developed in her eyes. Try as she would she had a very hard time concentrating on her work. What would she tell him about her observer, what would she tell him about how she felt about him, what did she want to do about this crazy lifestyle she had entered and most of all what was she discovering about her sexuality. These and other questions made her head spin to the point where she found it impossible to concentrate on her work. Her concentration on these questions had her in an almost trancelike state, to the point she sat at her desk all afternoon and didn't even notice when all her fellow coworkers began to leave for the day. She continued to think about things for over an hour after everyone left. The first notice of anything strange was when her clit vibrator went off and she got up to see what her boss wanted. As she got out of her chair she noticed there were no employees anywhere to be seen and some of the lights had been turned out for the evening. She glanced at her watch and noticed it was almost 7pm – where had she been – over 2 and a half hours after closing time. She started to rush to his office but the vibrator was taking its toll. If she moved fast it shot sensations up to her nipples moving her toward a climax, if she moved slowly it made her legs feel weak. She slowly approached his office and moved toward his desk. Standing in front of his desk she weakly managed to say, "sorry sir, I don't know where the time went." He stopped the vibrator and she felt her body go weak as it relaxed. "Well I didn't think the question I asked earlier was that difficult to formulate an answer to but I didn't want you sitting at your desk all night. Have you an answer for me?" "Oh, yes Sir." She began but he held up his hand indicating she wait. "Tell you what, here is the key to the conference room and the storage room, suppose you go in there and knowing what we are about to talk about, knowing what you have deliberately hidden from me, suppose you go back there and prepare yourself for how and what we will be discussing," he handed her the key. She felt dismissed again; she realized he was very good at that. As she entered the conference room and headed to the supply room she wondered what she should prepare herself for. What did he think she did, all afternoon at her desk play tiddlywinks? She looked about her in the supply room, a table, a spanking bench, a cross and realized he didn't mean what but how. How was she to prepare herself, was he going to fuck her on the table, was he going to spank her on the bench or was he going to whip her on the cross? How was she supposed to know what he was going to do to her. Then it came to her, he wanted her to decide how he was going to discuss the matter with her. Her mind whirled with the events of the past week – he knew most of the detail so why would he want to fuck her so the table was out, she knew how mad he was about her lying and withholding information so she was sure it had to be the spanking bench or cross. She felt ashamed that she lied and knew she deserved a severe whipping but wasn't sure which place. Standing there she unconsciously unbuttoned her blouse and let it drop to the floor, and then she unzipped the dress and let it slide down. She realized she was now naked and it was up to her where to go – spanking bench or cross. She realized he had every right to be furious with her so she stepped up to the cross and locked her left hand into the cuff, then reached for the other cuff but couldn't fasten it with her right hand alone. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 02 As she struggled with the cuff on her right hand she saw his hand over her lock the cuff around her right wrist. "Why did you choose this place to discuss things?" She replied, "because you should be furious with me for withholding information and lying. I know I deserve a very hard and painful whipping so here you can use any implement you want on my body. After I cry I promise I won't lie or withhold anything anymore." All the time he was busy moving her legs to either side of center and putting each ankle in a cuff. He said nothing in response to her answer but after he fastened her ankles she could feel his hand run slowly up her inner thigh, up, up towards her wet crotch. He didn't go all the way to her moist vagina but rather moved over to the other leg and ran his fingers down her thigh. Just as she was about to give a little moan of satisfaction she felt the vibrator send her clit into erotic sensations. Her body became covered in goose bumps as her pussy drove her wild. She released her body weight and let the cuffs hold her as she moaned, "ahhhg ahh that timgles. Ahhhhh it feels so good." The vibrator stopped and she put weight back on her legs, her body totally frustrated now. "Nancy?" came his voice. "Yes sir." She responded. "What is the answer to my question that you thought all afternoon about?" he asked. She stood there a moment and finally said, "I don't know." Wack. She heard the sound long before she felt the pain in her butt cheek causing her to cry out in pain. "Wrong answer," she heard him say. There was a pause and she knew he was waiting for a response from her. Wack. Another blow to the other cheek and she cried out in pain again as he said, "Don't keep me waiting." "I really don't know. My body, my cunt, my sexuality says yes I want you beyond all reason. My mind remembers the times before when everything in my life was easy, my son was finishing up school, my bedmate had sex with me and things were normal around the house. As far as you are concerned, I have been ga-ga over you ever since I knew you years ago. Before I discovered bdsm was my life I would have jumped in bed with you if only you had given me any indication but you were always so professional and businesslike. When you called me in the other day and made me admit my mystery man controlled me and I discovered you were into bdsm also I was ready to melt into your arms. You can't imagine how erotic it was to have your cock in my mouth while the workers cleaned your office the other day. I was ready to beg you to take me any way you wanted, you don't know how many times I climaxed when you fucked me in the conference room. If that was all there was to my life I would say I am yours to do with as you want. But now I am in trouble because my mystery man has unlocked the whore in me and paraded me around in public making my life so miserable for my family and I. He can make me beg for cock anytime he chooses, make me dress like the whore he treats me like and I come begging for more. I think about that and ask why any man like you could ever want a cock slut whore like me – I have no answer for that. Even my son is calling me a slut and a whore – how can a mother take that but I do and come back for more. How can I say yes to you when I can't imagine why anyone would want the mindless sex slut I have become." She paused for a moment and finalized with, "And that is why I don't know." "Good enough," he said as his hands came up both sides of her body, moving slowly finding a home cupping her small breasts. He pinched the nipples between thumb and index finger, feeling her body submit to his caresses. "I want you. I want your body. I want your complete submission. Do I have it?" "YES!" she gasped, having difficulty breathing with her heart racing so fast. She hopped he would never stop playing with her nipples. They were making her cunt so juicy. If only he would use her fuck tunnel, let her suck his cock or do anything to help her body achieve the climax it so badly needed. "Your body, your sex, your sexuality is mine," he said. "Tell me it is," he commanded. "YES!" she gasped. "My body, my cunt, my mouth, my asshole and anything else I have for sex belongs to you. I am totally yours, just take me, take me now," she begged. "Not so fast young lady. You no longer have the right to ask me to take you, after all you just pledged your body to me. I control when you have sex, with whom you have sex and IF you have sex. Do you understand me?" he chided her. Her body went limp putting all her weight on her wrist cuffs, "Yes, I pledged my body to you and I stand by that. You can tell me to do anything and I will do it to please you. I am your sex slave and want to be for a long time. Are you going to whip me or not?" she responded. He released her ankle cuffs and put his hand between her legs to support her as he removed the wrist cuffs. Her body fell onto his hand between her legs as his upper hand supported her back and neck. With strength she only saw in muscle builders her carried her as if she weighed nothing and put her knees on the pads of the spanking bench. His hand still between her legs, she could feel his fingers play with her lips. As weight was distributed to her knees she felt the hand move, caressing her pussy from the vibrator to her rosebud anus. His one hand went to her chest as the other pushed her back, forcing her to bend over the top of the spanking bench. As she lay forward her hands went to the front supports as her mind snapped to the fact that he was putting her here for a reason. The reason, of course, was that she was in for more spanking. Her cunt was now totally soaked and her upper thighs showed how aroused her body was. Maybe, she thought, he will fuck me while I lay here. With her on the bench under her own support he moved a chair up so he sat halfway between her ass and her head but to her left side. He leaned into her ear and said, "Now there is the good news and the bad news, which do you want first?" Her face grimaced with thoughts that he would be telling her how many swats she would be getting – that had to be the bad news – but she had no inkling of what the good news was going to be. "The good news I guess," she replied half heartedly. "Ok, here is the good news. You have entrusted your body to me to do with what I want. Well I want a well-trained sex slave and you are it. This weekend you will be going home with me to begin your training. You will spend the entire weekend learning how a good sex slave behaves. It is going to be an intense training and you will be granted some latitude in your actions but at some point you will be expected to know how to act and if you fail you will be disciplined. When you act properly you will be rewarded. Make no mistake, it is my goal to see that you are well satisfied in every way and it is my duty to punish you for your failures. You will arrive at work on Friday morning, work a normal day and at quitting time you will come to my office. We will leave here together Friday and return here Monday morning so bring with you what you are going to work in Monday. Am I clear on this?" he paused awaiting her answer. Her heart skipped a beat or two but she managed to say, "yes Sir." Then a thought popped into her mind bringing a halt to the joy she felt, "but what do I tell my family?" "Simply tell them the truth, that you are going to an intense training course that will last the whole weekend. That you will be back home again after work on Monday." He smiled casually at her. "Yes Sir," she replied as she shifted on the bench, putting most of her weight on her chest, spreading her breasts as she did. Her nipples were so erect they hurt, her love hole aching for something to fill it; even her butt awaited its just rewards from his paddle. She realized how horny she was but remembered he said she no longer had the right to ask him to take her. Maybe she could beg – no, she knew better than that. "Now for the bad news," he interrupted her thought pattern with this statement. "From this moment on you are no longer allowed to touch yourself or have any sexual gratification until I say you can. No sex, no masturbation, no extra attention in the shower or anything that could bring you some form of sexual arousal. Do I make myself clear? I want you to tell me what this means in your words now." She thought about this for a moment and burst out crying. After a few moments of crying she was gasping and managed to blurt out, "no sex, no nothing. Sir how can you do this to me, you know what a whore I am. Your going to spank me, you know it makes me horny and then you say no sex. That is cruel. How can you do that to me? How am I " She was cut off from continuing her vent by the clit vibrator as it took her aroused body closer to orgasm. The vibrator quit before she built up too close to a climax. "You're lucky I didn't spank you for that outburst. Is my meaning clear to you yet?" he demanded. "Yes Sir," she responded. "Abundantly clear. You control my sexual gratification and if I please you then you please me." "Very perceptive. Consider this your first lesson in your training. Ok, now we have much to discuss before you go home for the evening. Now how about you begin with where Joe fits into this sexual fiasco of yours. Does he know the guard too? Tell me all about it and don't leave anything out. I warn you that if you hesitate or I detect a hesitancy or lie I will be using this paddle on your butt. Don't forget if you know anything that has to do with sex or your sexual revelation that you haven't told me I want to know it. Only then can I put a plan together to minimize any adverse consequences to you. Now begin." He moved the chair so it was easier for him to use the paddle on her butt – he knew she would hesitate on telling all. She began telling him of how her mystery man made her masturbate to almost climax and stop. At first she would go to the restroom but after a while she decided to do it under cover of her desk. She didn't realize that he could see under her desk as she spread her legs to masturbate – all because of that split between the side and front of her desk front. She realized he could see something when she noticed him return to sit at his desk every time she masturbated. It had excited her to let him watch and she didn't know he had a camera that was videoing it all until he showed her after work one day. That they had struck up a deal where she let him video her performing masturbation on request to be put on a web site. Her face was never shown so it didn't seem like a big deal, she just enjoyed an audience as she masturbated plus the thoughts of thousands of people seeing her masturbate on webcam seemed hot. Then when she started wearing longer skirts today and not masturbating for him he left her the note. Now she would have to tell him no more shows. With that explanation her boss began to ask questions, "so your observer, Joe, doesn't know the guard or any of your sexual encounters with him?" "No Sir." "But he has this camera on his desk to video you as you masturbate?" he questioned. "Yes Sir. It is in the base of the bowling trophy on his desk," she told him. "And do you have any other relationships here at work that might be considered even remotely sexual in nature? Even cafeteria discussions about sex?" he continued with the questioning. "No Sir." "So that is it for any workplace sex related things?" "Yes Sir." She kept waiting for a swat but none were forthcoming. "Ok, now how about outside of work. Any more bars or honky-tonks you have visited? Any other sex shows, exhibitionism or the like that you haven't told me about?" He asked trying to cover all possibilities for he was sure she would hesitate during this part of the interrogation. She thought. She hesitated too long and he knew she was not telling all, "Sir, please don't make me tell all. I don't want to humiliate myself in front of you; I don't want you to know what kind of a low life cum slut whore I can be. Please Sir, I beg of you." Nothing happened for a moment. Finally he broke the silence with, "Nancy, we agreed that you tell it all. Don't worry about how sluttish you were, I like to hear that .. it is very erotic to me. Now tell me what happened." She again burst out crying, through the blubbering he heard, "I can't tell you. My son thinks I am a total whore and he proved it. He proved it last night. I am so ashamed, I can't bear to tell you." She just broke down and cried for several minutes, finally running out of tears she looked at him with fear written on her face. "Ok, Nancy. Let me piece this together. I know you were out late last night at a party your son arranged. You say your son proved you were a whore last night. So I am going to guess that the two of you went to this party and you ended up doing sexual things for money. Am I right?" A look of shock came over her face and she just nodded. "Did you get naked?" he asked. She nodded again. "Did you suck anyone?" Again she nodded. "Did you fuck anyone?" Another nod to affirm. "Ok, I am tired of twenty questions Nancy. I have been lenient enough, tell me the whole story and if you hesitate for even a millisecond I will be on your ass with the paddle." He used a raised tone indicating a lack of patience and gave her butt on heck of a stinging blow with the paddle. "Oww, that hurt," she blurted out. He showed her he wasn't waiting for any more dalliance by delivering two more quick swats, one to each cheek. She knew he was mad and she better tell all. Between tears of pain and tears of shame she related the event of the previous night. How when she arrived home wearing only the work shirt her son had spirited her away to some remote party room where a bachelor party was being held. How he had given her pasties and a G-string to wear under her shirt. Told her she was the center of attraction for the party and she was scheduled to do a strip tease on the stage, and then walk around doing lap dances for the guys. How the guys had cheered her on and how she loved it, being the center of attention. They threw money on the stage as she stripped for them. Then when it came lap dance time she would try special little grinds for the guys that gave her champagne to drink. After about 10 lap dances and 10 glasses of champagne she was feeling no pain so she dared the guys to pull out their cocks. They kept throwing money on the stage as she sucked almost every guy there. Then when she was leaning into one guy for a lap dance she shook her tits in his face, another guy came up behind her and stuck a couple of fingers in her boiling twat. That was it, she begged for something bigger. She teased him when he put three fingers in her and said is that the biggest you have. Well he slipped his cock in her fuck hole and went to town. She had grabbed the head of the guy getting the lap dance and forced her tit in his mouth while the other guy pounded her. After that it was a fuck for all, she had sat on cocks, sucked more cocks, and even took a couple of cocks up the ass. By the time the guys were worn out and couldn't get it up any more she had accumulated over a thousand buck on stage. She had scooped up the money and put it in the work shirt and left with her son. Completely naked riding home her son told her he had videotaped the whole event so if she ever wondered if she was a whore she had video proof of what she had done. Her boss sat there mesmerized by the story. When she concluded he asked, "so your son videoed the whole thing, you being naked, sucking cock and fucking. All of it?" "Yes Sir," she replied. "Wow, that is hot. No wonder my cock is at full staff now. And what do you think of your son seeing you naked and having sex like that?" he asked. "I am ashamed. My son has seen me naked before but not acting the slut I was last night. But then on the other hand, knowing my son sees me naked and wants me to perform makes me feel hot. Not that I would ever do anything with my son. It is just that it makes me hot knowing that my son thinks of me as a hot horny babe." She concluded. "That is one hot story. Be sure to bring the video Friday when you come to work, we'll watch it over the weekend," said her boss. As he said that he slowly helped her off the spanking bench and pulled her tightly to his chest. Nancy looked into his eyes and she was lost. She burst out crying and beating her fists against his chest blubbering, "you bastard you, how could you, I hate you!" Then she just collapsed into his chest and cried. He smiled at her, took her chin and positioned her head so he could kiss her. Their lips touched, his tongue forced her mouth open and probed for her tongue to meet his. The heat of the moment was making her pussy ache for relief. As the kiss ended she lay her head back on his chest and says, "I don't believe you. Here I am pouring my heart out to you, confessing how much of a slut whore I can be and what do you say 'that is one hot story'. How could you think my fucking and sucking a whole party of guys was hot? Is that what you want, a whore that fucks anyone with 20 bucks?" He bent a little and picked her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing. Holding her in his arms he gave her a little peck on the lips as he carried her into the other room. "No sweet thing that isn't what I want but it is sure hot to think of you going around waiving your twat in the face of every guy there, getting fucked or double polled and such. But as you are about to learn, that isn't going to happen very often. You have pledged your body and pleasure to me and I am going to hold you to that." He sat on the couch with her in his lap. She just held on to his neck, with her head on his chest as if he were her very own protector. As she lay with her head on his chest he continued, "A little while ago I told you that you were not allowed to have sex or stimulate yourself this week and I meant every word of it. I am in charge of when you receive pleasure and when you can cum. What I didn't tell you was that you are going to go home each night so horny you will be ready to jump the first cock you see. What I didn't tell you is that every night this week you are going to have to pleasure me while you remain aroused and horny with no relief. This is part of your training; I control your orgasms. Now I know you could go home and have an orgasm on your own but you won't because I said not to. Remember, just a gaze into your eyes can tell me if you obeyed me or not." She grabbed his neck tightly and replied, "Oh I want to obey but I don't know if I can any more. Sometimes my body just takes over and makes me do these awful things – remember I am a cock slut whore. Besides, what if my bedmate wants sex sometime this week? He usually wants it once or twice a week so what am I supposed to do then?" He move her from her relaxed position on his lap to a straddling position, a leg either side of his and set her butt down on his lap. She was kneeling over him and she could feel his hard pole against her cunt, through his pants. His hand supported her back as she leaned back, her arms still around his neck. His gaze dropped to take in her breasts and their erect nipples. One hand moved from her back to grasp a nipple, giving it a tight squeeze and twist. She winced at the pain/pleasure it gave her and moaned to let him know she loved it. "Nancy, as my love slave you will learn that your pleasure comes from my wanting you to have pleasure. Your need for satisfaction will be far greater when you know I want you to experience that satisfaction. You will learn to climax when I tell you to and won't be able to climax without permission. It will take a while for you to adjust to this but in time you will see how much better it is. As for this week, well, it is just he beginning of your training – your goal is to resist these urges out of a desire to please me. And as far as your bedmate wanting sex you must resist that urge – but what do you do during that time of month when you can't but he wants to? You can certainly give him a blow job but you can't pleasure yourself while doing it." He continued to torture her nipples as he talked, knowing how distracting it must be for her. "Now there are only two more things we have to do before you leave." Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 02 Still holding on to his neck she gazed into his eyes and thought she saw lust there. He grabbed her under her shoulders and lifted her as he stood, finally setting her on her feet a few inches away from where he now stood. Her thoughts were about having to leave this wonderful situation, about leaving her master even if it was only for the night. She watched as he undid his belt and pants. He slid his pants and boxers to his ankles and again set on the couch, this time he was seated forward with his crotch at the edge. Nancy stood there as he seated himself and instantly knew it was her turn to pleasure him. She knelt between his legs, flipped her hair back of her shoulders and took his cock in her hand. Her tongue darted out to the tip removing any pre-cum that had accumulated. Her mouth surrounded his cock and she was bobbing up and down, making his stiff rod even stiffer. Her other hand slipped below his ball sack and massaged them as she expertly mouthed his cock with lips and tongue. It didn't take long for him to move his hips in sync with her movements. His balls tightened, signaling that he was almost there. She could feel the tube running the length of his cock begin to enlarge, letting her know the large flow of cream was on its way to her mouth. Her mouth plunged on his cock, taking it all the way into her throat as she waited for the first spurt of cum to slide down her throat. As the first spurt of jisim slid down her throat she pulled back a little on his cock so the second spurt would fill her mouth. There was a lot of cream with the second spurt and it nearly filled her mouth beyond capacity but she could restrain it. She swallowed the second batch just in time to catch the third spurt. There wasn't as much the third spurt so she easily swallowed it and began the task of cleaning up his cock while it softened in her mouth. When she was all done cleaning his cock she let if fall from her mouth and knelt straight up, placing her hands on his knees saying, "thank you Sir for that opportunity to pleasure you." Her eyes were a sparkle with lustful satisfaction. "Now what is the second thing we have to do?" He smiled at her eagerness; "well you know I said I was going to send you home each night very horny. Now what is it that makes you so horny?" Her mouth fell open and her look aghast, "Oh Sir, I am already so horny. Just your playing with my nipples has me so aroused. I should leave now I am so horny." She knew what he had in mind but didn't want to acknowledge she knew. With her still kneeling between his legs he grasped his pants and boxers as he stood up. She did not move so his cock touched her lips as he pulled his pants and boxers up, buckled his belt. Looking down her face was in his crotch so he pulled her head hard into his crotch with his hand on the back of her head. Then he sat down on the couch again and patted his lap with his hand. A frown came over her face but she knew what that pat on his lap meant. Dutifully she arose and lay across his lap. His hand began to caress her buttocks and she could feel the arousal beginning. Reaching over to the side of the couch he picked up the paddle with the metal suds on one side, smooth on the other side. All she could hope is that he would use the smooth side to spank her with. As the first swat sent a sharp pain from her butt to her pussy she felt the clit vibrator start. Oh the arousal she felt, the need for satisfaction was rising rapidly. After several swats of the paddle she was moving her butt up to meet his down stroke. Her pussy was on fire and she was headed for climax. "Oh Sir," she said rather painfully, "I am almost there. I am going to cum soon." The vibrator stopped and she began to loose the feeling of impending climax. The spanking continued and her arousal level increased. With every swat she raised her butt to meet the next one. Again she was headed for climax and he could tell. Suddenly the spanking stopped and she collapsed, whimpering into the couch cushion. As she relaxed the loss of orgasm fresh in her mind he prodded her to get up. "Time for you to get dressed and head for home." He watched her as she struggled to her feet and headed for the back room to get dressed. As she entered the back room he turned on the vibrator and heard her shriek. He laughed and turned off the vibrator. A few minutes later Nancy came out of the back room and locked it. She turned to face him and said, "I don't know how you can smile when what you are doing to me is so cruel and sadistic." A smile came across her face as she confessed, "but I am loving every minute of it. I am so horny right now I need a cock. Just this once can't you fuck me?" "No Nancy," he gazed into her eyes as he pulled her close to him. Their bodies touching sent shivers up and down her body. He continued, "this is training. I want you horny, I want you to crave cock, but I want you to control your urge until I say release it. This week is going to be hard but by the end of the week I expect your trust and devotion to me to be increased. Your control will be stronger and your desire to serve me will be much stronger." He leaned into her and kissed her passionately. Then he said, "go home horny and I will see you in the morning." She left work as he closed up the conference room and got ready to leave. She reached her car and sat in the seat. A sharp pain made her wince and she knew her butt had been well taken care of. As she drove home she could feel how horny she was, her thighs were drenched with pussy juice. For the first time she felt relieved because no matter how horny she felt she knew it was going to be his cock that satisfied her. She just wondered if she could hold out until this weekend. Arriving home she came into the house from the garage entrance and was greeted by her son and her bedmate. "I am so exhausted from work I think I will turn in early." Her son responded with, "we made enough for you for supper so why not eat a little and relax before going to bed?" With a little difficulty Nancy was able to sit at the table and eat. Some casual conversation about how everyone's day had gone, she yawned and excused herself to get ready for bed. Upstairs she took her clothes off and took a shower. The water running down her front brought her nipples to attention so she spent extra time soaping and massaging them. She soaped up her pussy and turned around so the water hit her back. A little rubbing of her cunt lips got her excited so she once again turned facing the water, allowing it to rinse the soap from her crotch as she rubbed her lips and clit. She could feel the arousal coming from within and decided to stop short of climax. After all she was not allowed a climax until this coming weekend. Stepping out of the shower she headed for bed but decided instead to put on a nightgown since she no longer had to sleep naked. Searching her closet she found a diaphanous nighty that came a few inches below her crotch. Looking in the mirror she saw the nighty covered her body but hid nothing. Her nipples were erect as they rubbed on the material and the frills at the bottom fell below her shaven pussy. She crawled into her side of the bed and chose to sleep on her tummy, avoiding any discomfort to her sore buttocks. She lay in bed thinking what her boss would do to her this weekend on his training session with her. She was lying with her eyes closed as her bedmate came into the room. She remained still and eyes closed as he disrobed and got in bed. He whispered a good night to her but she didn't respond, thinking it best that he thought she was asleep. His hand roamed down her back and rested on her butt in an attempt to see if she would wake up. After a few minutes of soothing rubbing along her thighs, butt and back he finally seemed content that she was fast asleep so he turned over, turned out the light and went to sleep. For a lot of reasons she couldn't fall asleep, not the least of which was she was so horny she needed a cock but she was under specific orders not to have sex and certainly not to cum. Her body was alive with the need to be satisfied by a cock and certainly her bedmate could satisfy that need. Why then, she asked herself, didn't she avail herself of his maleness. The only reason she could come up with was her need for cock had gotten her in too much trouble already and if she disappointed her boss by defying his order against sex this week she just knew he wouldn't help her out of her difficulties. It was only Monday night and already her bedmate had tried to get her interested in sex. Only by pretending to be asleep did she avoid it tonight but surely that wasn't going to work for the rest of the week and she didn't want to have a fight over sex. Only her son knew what a cock slut she was; her bedmate was fairly naive and hadn't seen any of the outfits she wore last week so he had no idea. Her mind kept trying to work out a way to deny him sex this week while she learned her new role as the boss' sex slave. She was pretty sure her bedmate would be satisfied with sex just once a week – he had been in the past. A little light went off in her head and she felt confident it would work. Sleep finally came as she concocted her plan to satisfy her bedmate and still follow her boss' command for no sex. Her alarm woke her and she jumped out of bed to get ready for work. She threw her nighty on the closet floor, as she started to head to the shower but paused for a moment. The fog in her mind started to clear and her thoughts from last night came into the forefront of her mind. She looked at her bedmate sleeping so soundly, knowing he didn't have to get up for another hour she hesitated. If her plan worked he would be happy and not be pawing her for sex anymore this week. She moved to the bed where he was still asleep and pulled back the covers slowly. Yes, she spotted his morning woody and her eyes got a glow of satisfaction that her plan should work. She gently moved her hand to slide inside his boxers to reach for his semi erect cock. Working it through the fly of his boxers she placed her hand at the base of it and slowly touched her tongue to the tip of it. Her tongue teased the head of his rod and finally started to lick from his balls to the tip. She slipped the tool into her mouth where she felt it begin to rise; her lips sensuously rubbed it as her mouth went up and down the shaft. As his cock sprang to full erectness he began to moan as he awoke to enjoy this special event. Her head was bobbing up and down now making him groan as he enjoyed this special morning present. She didn't often suck his cock and almost never in the morning but the plan was to get him off early so she could go to work and not have to worry about him needing sex for the rest of the week. He was fully awake now as her tongue and lips pleasured him with this unexpected surprise. Finally he couldn't take it any more so his hands went to her head; he began to push her head down more and more as she sucked so elegantly. She felt his cock tighten and his balls rise as he approached climax. Suddenly her head was forced down on his cock, down all the way so her lips were touching his pubic hair. His cock penetrated her throat and she was sure she was going to gag. The pressure on her head grew as he pushed his cock further down her throat and at the same time he thrust his pelvis up mashing her face harder into his groin. She fought back her gag reflex and then felt the first spurt of his cum going down her throat. He relaxed his hold on her head after the first spurt so she was able to gasp for air as the second onslaught of sperm filled her mouth. Swallowing this she began to bob up and down his rod awaiting the remaining spasms as the last of his cum left his balls and filled her mouth. Swallowing the last of his seed she bounced off the bed saying, "sorry I was too tired last night. I thought you might enjoy a early wake up treat." She didn't wait for a reply but instead dashed for the shower with a parting comment, "I need to get ready or I'll be late for work." In the shower she reflected on her perfect planning. Give him a blowjob as he wakes up and he should be satisfied for the week. The shower woke her up; as she soaped her breasts and pussy she could feel how alive they were with feeling. She realized how horny she was and this was only Tuesday. She knew that by Friday she would be ultra horny and looking at every male crotch she could – the problem was she couldn't have any. She put on a knee length skirt and a light rose colored blouse, fixed her hair and left the bedroom to get ready for work. Downstairs she went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee before leaving and ran into her son sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. She said good morning to him as she walked by to fill a cup with coffee. "You look very nice this morning mom," said her son. "Well thank you son," she casually replied. "Sunday must have worked the slut out of you and your appearance" he suggested. "Now dear that isn't a nice thing to say about your mother. And Sunday had nothing to do with it. I have been able to move past the need for the man that caused my inexcusable dress and behavior." She looked at him as he stared at her eyes. "Yea, right. I have someone else that wants you to do another bachelor party on Saturday night in two weeks. Should I tell them you will be there in g-string and tassels?" he asked. "Don't be silly. Last Sunday was a once in a lifetime thing. Parts were good but so much was bad. I don't think I'll ever do that again, so let's forget it and put it in the past." She didn't look him in the eyes as she replied, partly because of the memories of last Sunday were working on her mind and her horny body. On her way to work Nancy kept thinking about how things seemed to be turning around in her life. She had feelings for her boss and he now showed a side to her that she craved. He wanted her and wanted to dominate her sexually, which aroused her inner desires. She had gotten off to a bad start with her mystery man, her body craving to be sexually dominated had driven her to let the mystery man make her do things that were damaging to her public image and professional career but now thanks to her boss coming to her rescue she could have both a fine public image and career as well as allow her inner sex cravings to be experienced in private. Oh there was no doubt that her mind and her pussy would follow the direction of her boss but she wondered what that meant for her life with her bedmate. She felt attached to her bedmate because they had started out experimenting with her bdsm fantasies but they had fallen short of what she wanted. Yet she did have feelings for him nonetheless, he shared her bed and they did have some fantastic sex although it didn't seem to happen as often as she needed. Arriving at work she went immediately to her bosses desk for the keys to the conference room and supply room. Quickly she put her clit vibrator on and went to her desk to perform her normal daily routine. As she closed the conference room and locked it she noticed her boss was at his desk so she handed him the keys and said "Good morning Sir." Walking towards her desk she got about half way there and felt a shudder as the vibrator came to life. She moaned in enjoyment, stopped and turned back to his desk. Standing in front of his desk she said, "Yes Sir. Is there something you need?" All kinds of sexual thoughts danced through her mind as she stood there. "Good morning Nancy. Before you go to lunch today would you stop by my desk and I will give you something to study privately over lunch." This burst her bubble of sexual fantasies he might be thinking about for her. She should have known it because he was always so businesslike during working hours. Standing there with her mouth agape she finally managed to say "Yes Sir." She headed for her desk as she could see he had already dismissed her. That irritated her, his abrupt dismissal when conducting business. Nancy was busy doing the normal tasks of the day and didn't notice it was lunchtime until she felt the vibrator go off. A glance at her watch let her know it was lunch time as she quickly moved to his office before the vibrator could make her legs too weak to walk. She stood before his desk as he looked up and turned the vibrator off, smiling up at her as his eyes took in the glazed look she got when the vibrator started or stopped. A little sigh of disappointment came from her lips. "Nancy, I want you to read over this during lunch time and return it to me after lunch. It will give you some time to think about it and we can discuss the suggestions after work. If you can think of anything you want to add or delete from the content we can discuss that also. Please don't take too long for lunch as it would seem unprofessional for you to have a longer lunch than everyone else." She took the envelope from him and knew he was dismissing her by his concise orders that were not up for debate. She went off to lunch and was curious to read what was in the envelope. She wanted a quick lunch so she could spend as much time reading, and thinking about what she was reading, as possible. Taking a tray with the items she purchased at the cafeteria she moved to a distant corner where there was nobody to interrupt her reading. Setting the items on the table she left room in front of her for the document. She opened the envelope, unfolding the pages before her and then opened her sandwich. Her eyes glued to the pages she read: Starting with what we know, your mystery man knows your email address and where you live, he knows the guard and where you work, he knows your desire for the unusual lifestyle in bdsm. Clearly he met you by chance and you met once for play (you admit that) so how does he know the rest? Best guess (98% sure) is that when you met him he copied down your license plate number and used the Internet to locate the registration of the car. A simple check could give him your phone number and who else resided at your address. Thus we can be sure he knows about your son and your bedmate (as you call him). With a little more sophisticated checking he could find out your credit bureau information such as your employer and social security number. More than likely this is how he knew where you worked. It was probably a stroke of luck that he found the guard who worked at the same place – my guess is he also rides a motorcycle and met the guard quite by chance. Since your mystery man met you once and then got otherwise occupied for over a year before contacting you I would imagine it shouldn't be hard to get rid of him. He was only interested in you if he could control you so if he looses that control he will move on to another slave – there are many of them out there. The best way to end it with the mystery man is to email him tonight and tell him you can't risk any more public humiliation so you are ending your affair with him. Then delete any further emails you get from him – they will come quickly at first and then dwindle to one a week, one a month and then none. I doubt he will do more than write emails to you but there is always the possibility that he knows your son or bedmates email address. He isn't going to pursue an affair with you if he knows you don't want it and most masters don't want a slave unless they are willing. So a simple email and ignore everything after that should work for him. Now the guard is a different story. He had you once, twice, thrice for his personal slut and he won't want to give that up. You cannot go to the Poop Deck to confront him because he will just make you into the whore you were last time. You need to stay away from him. He can obviously contact you at work but only in a limited capacity. He may attempt to get you into a private location to inspect your purse or he may stop you at the gate to search your car. You must resist being alone with him but do it properly. His only contact with you can be through his position as a guard. If he comes to your desk and wants you to accompany him for a purse inspection you must call the security office (x7333) from your desk and ask them to send a female guard to help with a purse search, tell them who you are and where you are so they can send someone. You can also come to my office to tell me. If he calls you and tells you to come to a room # for a purse search, call security again and request a female guard to room # to help the guard that summoned you. This prevents him from doing anything but search your purse and he can't do it many times without calling attention to himself. Program into your cell the number for security (713-524-2400) and have it ready to dial when you leave work. If he signals you to pull over for a car search, dial the number, tell them your being stopped for a car search and ask them to send a female guard to help. When he tells you to open your car for a search tell him he has to wait for the female guard that is coming to help. He can't do this more than once or twice without causing alarm in security. You must be strong and not enter a room or open your car before the other guard gets there. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 02 The worst any of these people can do after that is to anonymously email the pictures they have of you to my email address, if they have it, in hopes that I would fire you. The guard, however, can look up my email address. The same possibility exists of them emailing your son or bedmate but that is probably slim since there is lesser chance of them having these email addresses. These are my thought on this matter but if you feel differently about this or if you know anything that you haven't told me we need to discuss it after work tonight. Think about it this afternoon. Nancy read through this several times to make sure she had all the details and numbers down for her to think about. She had obsessed over the document that she had forgotten to eat her lunch. Folding the pages and putting them back in the envelope, she picked up her sandwich to eat and just as she got it to her mouth her vibrator went off sending her clit into a shock that sent electric waves up to her nipples. She dropped the sandwich, picked up the envelope a sped from the cafeteria as rapidly as her weakening legs could carry her. With her clit being stimulated by the vibrator it became increasingly hard for Nancy to walk easily. On her rush back to her desk she paused a time or two to calm herself and to avoid climaxing. She was breathing hard and gasping as she entered her bosses office and just as she reached his desk she couldn't help herself, she uttered "ohhhh … ahhhh ..oh no, I can't … ahh cummming." He shut off the vibrator as she approached the desk but it was too late. Her face turned red, she looked at the floor saying, "I am so sorry sir. I just couldn't help it. It was on for so long and I had to stop a couple of times so I wouldn't but when I got here it was just too much. I am sorry Sir." Looking at the floor she failed to see his outstretched hand. "I'll take the envelope Nancy," he said as he looked at her with the hint of a smile. "That was a rather shameful exhibition don't you think? Rather unprofessional during business hours." His smile was evident as she finally looked at him. She passed the envelope to him as requested saying, "yes sir. I know I wasn't supposed to until this weekend but I really couldn't help it. Your page was just too long." She was careful not to say 'vibrator' in the conversation but she knew he knew what she meant. "Good thing nobody was in my office when you came running in." Still, a smile on his face, he continued, "we will discuss that later. Now did you read this carefully and remember the instructions?" "Yes sir," she said. Her face was still red in embarrassment. She knew he thought her climaxing was funny but she was also sure it meant punishment later. She watched him put the letter and envelope into his shredder. "Ok, I assume we will discuss this later. You may go about your duties Nancy." His face now fully agrin; almost as if he was about to break into a laugh. Her face began to get redder in further embarrassment. Damn him she thought, he loves to embarrass me and then dismiss me. She slowly went back to her desk keeping a watch for other employees that might see her embarrassed look. At her desk she started the afternoon tasks but kept thinking about what the letter had said. Quitting time came and she went to his office, her pussy was hot and she hoped he would let her climax again but wasn't sure she deserved it; after all she had climaxed without permission already. As she approached his desk he handed her the keys. Her gaze was directed at the floor somewhat ashamed of having an orgasm without permission and assuming she would be punished appropriately. Taking the keys she proceeded into the conference room and headed for the supply room. Never taking her gaze off the floor she moved to the supply room, stripped naked and got on the spanking bench where she thought it prudent to wait for her spanking. She rested her body on the bench for what seemed to be a very long time. A few minutes after she went in the conference room he followed, locking the door behind him. He quietly walked to the door of the supply room and saw her naked on the spanking bench. He backed away from the door and went and sat on the couch in the conference room deciding to let her stay positioned for a spanking for a while. As she rested on the bench, awaiting her spanking she realized she was looking forward to him spanking her – after all she had disappointed him – and she was also very aroused about receiving it. While her mind wandered about how hard or long he might spank her, the clit vibrator went off. Shocked by the sudden vibrations she tried to clear her head and think what to do. By the time she realized he wanted her in the conference room she could feel the electricity of the sensation moving from clit to nipples. She dismounted the spanking bench and hurried into the conference room only to see him sitting on the couch. He motioned for her to come sit on his lap. She ran to him and flopped down on his lap, her body showing signs of an approaching orgasm. He turned off the vibrator, letting her back and shoulders lean against the corner of the couch, he kissed her very passionately, his tongue probing her mouth while pulling her tongue to his mouth. Her body responded in kind and he could tell she was still close to a climax. "Why did you do that?" she asked. "You don't like it?" he replied. "Yes, but I thought you were mad at me for having that orgasm today," she said with a puzzled look. "Mad? No, I almost burst out laughing when you came through the door and couldn't hold it any more," he confided. "I wanted to see how much you could take before climaxing without permission. I had planned to run the vibrator longer and longer each day until I found out how much control you had. I'm not mad about it but I did find out where your limit is and now I know what to train you to so you control it more. But that is what this weekend is for," he confided as he leaned over to kiss her. She accepted his kiss with a passionate response. In fact he could feel her hips begin to move in her arousal but as her hips gyrated to his kiss she broke it off and started pounding his chest with her fists saying in an angry voice, "You bastard, you did that on purpose. See if you're getting any pussy this weekend." His hands reached over and grabbed her nipples with a twisting motion that made her cry out in pain. "Cunt, you don't ever threaten to cut me off," was his response as he twisted and pinched her nipples harder. Her body was quivering in pain as he tortured her nipples. "Ahhhgh .. I am sorry sir. I was only teasing you. Please sir the pain is killing me. Please stop. Ahhh," she cried out in pain but he felt her pelvis move as it received the stimulus from her tortured nipples. He loosened the tension of his pinching and twisting, taking one hand off her nipple to turn on the clit vibrator and then resume the grip on her nipple. Her hips moved on his lap as her already aroused clit started to enjoy the sensation. She moaned on his lap and relaxed to enjoy the pleasure. Her eyes glazed over as her body moved towards a new orgasm and he watched. Just as she was ready to start her orgasm he began with new resolve a very painful torture of her nipples. It caused so much pain she immediately lost the climax she was headed toward. "Don't you dare cum while on my lap," he ordered. He let up on the nipple torture and let her calm down, knowing that the vibrator would soon bring her to near orgasm again. She put her arms around his neck letting the erotic sensation of the vibrator consume her body. "Ahhh .. that feels so good. Please sir can I cum?" she pleaded. He gave no response but watched as her body allowed itself to head toward that forbidden climax. "Please sir, I beg you let me cum. Please, please I would do anything if you let me cum," she was holding tightly to his neck as she pleaded. Again there was no response from him and her body was getting desperate for climax. He let go of her nipples and reached behind the couch for his crop. Nancy sat across his lap and lay relaxed against the arm of the couch, her body beginning to shudder as she approached an orgasm. Her hips undulating as the vibrator edged her on to orgasm. "Please let me cum," she begged. His left hand reached for her right nipple and she gasped, "NO! NO! Don't stop me, please." His index finger and thumb grasped her nipple and she was sure he was going to stop her climax but she was too far into the buildup to beg. She felt the pinch and twist of her nipple start; she could feel the pain that was going to spoil her climax. Then she heard a 'smack' along with a searing pain in her left nipple as he brought the riding crop down on her nipple and auerola. "Ahhhhgh, Owwww, Ahh that hurts so good, CUMMMmmmmming," she cried out as her body spasmodically went into the most earth shattering orgasm she had ever known. Her body continued the spasms, her breath came in gasps and she continued to experience the most erotic of all her climaxes. Then everything went black as she collapsed into his lap as she passed out. She awoke laying on a table, her wrists bound to the top edges and her feet in the stirrups. She moaned, "What .. where .. what happened?" He was standing by her side looking down into her eyes. He answered, "You climaxed so hard you passed out. I was pinching your nipple trying to stop your climax and I used the riding crop to spank your other nipple to ensure you didn't climax but instead the pain drove you over the edge and you had an eruptive climax. I guess we learned that not only are you a cock slut but you're also a pain slut. It was defiantly the pain on your nipple that drove you to climax so hard." He leaned over the table and sucked her nipple into his mouth, running his tongue over the hardened nipple and sucking a big gasp of breath in the edges of his mouth so it had a super cooling effect on her breast. "Oh, they are so sore. It feels good though," she whispered. She looked at her ankles and saw ankle cuffs on them, "what are the cuffs for?" "We aren't done yet," he informed her. He could see the cringe in her face as he said that. "What are you going to do?" she asked in a pleading tone. "We are going to see how much of a pain slut you are." His comment seemed so mater of fact that she never questioned it. He kept moving around the table and periodically he would put his mouth on her nipples and suck the cool air over them until her nipples were so erect they hurt, aside from the fact they were sore from the earlier abuse. He took two pieces of rope and put one in each of the ankle cuff rings, then he moved to the head of the table and pulled. Her feet came out of the stirrups, forcing her butt to rise up off the table as he tied her legs to the top edge of the table. She laid exposed, ass in the air, her back curled up and her ankles almost touching her secured arms. He moved to the base of the table and looked into her eyes. She knew the view he had. He could see her rosebud and cunt fully exposed, as he looked between her legs, her tits were red from all the torture they had endured. There had to be very red marks where he had spanked her tit with the riding crop. Her face was red in humiliation knowing what he saw. She knew her labia lips had to be agape as far as her legs were spread and he surely could see the pink hole of her love canal. She remained calm and trusting of his intentions toward her. In this position there is no way he could fuck her but she was too dumbfounded to ask what was going happen next. It was only when he returned from the cabinet and set something on the table right under her butt that she became concerned. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I'm going to prepare you to see how much pain you enjoy." "None." She responded, "I'm too sore to endure any more. Please." "Now just who is the trainer and who is the trainee?" was his response. She felt something cold touch her rosebud. A finger invaded her rectum and she grimaced at the cool invasion. A second finger quickly joined the first. As the two fingers rotated inside her cute little asshole she began to feel good about this. The two fingers were removed but she could feel the sphincter muscles relax a little but not totally. Next he inserted a butt plug where the two fingers had been. This hurt as her sphincter was stretched by the invading butt plug. She moaned and complained about the pain but his reply was, "stop complaining you've had cocks bigger than this in there and I'll bet you begged them to fuck you hard up your ass." She felt the plug reach its limit and her muscles contracted as the head of the plug narrowed. She tried to relax and see if she would begin to enjoy. He had removed the clit vibrator after she passed out. The vibrator had become very hot from all the use he had put it through and he didn't want to take any chances on burning the clit he planned to have so much fun with this weekend. He put up the lube he had used on her cute rosebud and then laid the riding crop between her legs and on her stomach. She began to panic when he did that but again didn't want to make him think she was afraid so she said nothing. His final touch was when he inserted two Ben Wah balls into her vaginal area and added an egg vibrator. It felt good as his fingers spread her cut open to insert the balls, then when he inserted the egg she could feel the wire draping down over the back of her cunt and down her ass cheek. When finished his fingers grazed her clit; even as sore as it was from the vibrator it felt good. He heard her moan in approval. He leaned over and kissed her cunt lips, letting his tongue tease her clit. She gasped. She gasped again as he turned on the egg vibrator. The egg not only stimulated the inside of her vagina but vibrated the two Ben Wah balls, starting to drive her body crazy with the erotic sensations. "Now I want you to concentrate and do everything you can to delay your orgasm as I whip your pussy." "No! Gawd No!" she begged and tried to thrash about to avoid anything like that. Her legs were tied too tight to her arms for her to do anything but wiggle her butt. This just gave him a better target for the torture. The egg and balls were doing a number on her body and she could feel the erotic sensations building. "Ahhhgg, Oww it hurts too much," she cried out as he brought the riding crop down on her pubic mons. "Ahhh, Please No," she begged as the second application of the crop hit the other side of her mons area. Even though the pain shot through her she began to feel the sensations travel from pussy to nipples. Her nipples got even more erect and they began to feel painful rather than pleasure-full. After about 10 swats with the riding crop he brought the crop down on the nipple that had previously been spanked with it. This drove her body insane with pain and pleasure; she moved her butt up and wiggled it trying to diminish the pain. Then more swats to the mons and another swat to the opposite nipple. Her body was now convulsing in pain pleasure and she couldn't stop the orgasm from happening. "No, No, I can't stop it. Cumming," she cried out as her body shook, wracked with her vaginal muscles and every other muscle in her body experiencing another earth shattering climax. He turned the egg vibrator off. Her body was covered with goose bumps from the orgasm. She began to calm down and she looked up between her legs at his face and said, "I'm sorry sir. I can't stop those climaxes." She relaxed a little more as the goose bumps faded. "They are the most intense orgasms I have ever had. Why?" she queried. "They are so intense because as the erotic sexual stimulation brings you to a peak to climax, then the intense pain drives the orgasm to new peaks." He responded. They repeated this exercise twice more and Nancy was dripping wet with sweat so he released her from the bindings and put her ankles in the stirrups. She lay there for a while just plain exhausted. Finally he removed the egg and the butt plug but left the Ben Wah balls in. He carried her into the conference room and sat on the couch with her on his lap. "Well did my cock and pain slut learn enough tonight?" he asked her as he pushed her hair away from her neck and kissed her there. She put her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, "I learned that my body belongs to you and I will follow you to the ends of the earth to let you use me anyway you want. My only regret is that I can't contain my climaxes enough to satisfy you and for that I am deeply sorry." With that she kissed his lips and just ran her tongue along his lips. As he responded and tried to put his tongue into her mouth she slipped her tongue back in and sealed her lips. Responding to her tease he moved his hand between her legs and pinched her clit. Her body shook in his arms as she cooed in his ear, "more sir. Play with it more." He held her in his arms, softly playing with her clit, listening to her moan in pleasure. He gently rocked her in his arms until she fell asleep. Then he sat there just looking into her face and enjoying her naked body in his arms. In about 15 minutes she opened her eyes only to discover that he was still looking at her beauty. She smiled and made an unexpected move by putting one leg over his head, turning over and swinging the rest of her body so her pussy was only an inch or two away from his face. Her thighs grasped his head tightly. "Eat me," she commanded. He instantly grabbed hold of her waist and stood up. She was now hanging upside down and her hands went instinctively down toward the floor as she heard him say, "young lady you had better never command me to do something. I am the Master and you are the slave so this master is commanding his slave to suck his cock and she better damn well do a good job about it or she won't be sitting much the rest of this week." Hanging there, upside down she moved her hands to his zipper and started doing her best but managed to say, "opps. Yes sir, this pain slut, cock loving whore of a slave will hear and obey from now on." With that she slipped his cock into her mouth and moaned as she sucked. As she sucked she reached further in his pants to tickle his balls. She almost had him ready to cum when she felt his tongue slide up her labia lips to tease her clit. Wrapping one arm around her waist he pulled her to him and used his other hand to finger her anus as he licked her lips and teased her clit. She locked her legs about his head as he stood in this 69 position. She almost had him ready to cum again when his tongue commenced an attack on her clit, driving her to the brink of another climax. She slowed her pace on his cock but quickly resumed the blow-job when he removed his finger from her asshole and used his hand to spank her butt rather soundly. With the swat to her butt she climaxed and he unloaded his spunk into her mouth. After she had swallowed his sperm and cleaned his cock he sat back down on the couch, turning her body so she lay across his lap. He quickly applied a painful swat to her cheeks. Her butt jerked up, only to be held by his forearm on the small of her back, yelling "Don't you think my butt has been punished enough tonight?" He applied another half dozen swats to her butt in rapid succession and replied, "does that answer your question slut?" He was laughing as he said that but then his tone became serious, "now we are going to cover the instructions, Clear?" He landed a hard swat and paused for her answer. "Oww, yes sir and what might those instructions be?" she quipped. "First you are going home and emailing your mystery man a dear john email. Right?" he concluded as another outrageously hard spank landed on her butt where it joined with her thigh. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 02 "Owwww, that really hurt. Yes sir, a dear john email goes out tonight." "Second, you enter the security phone number into your phone and put it on your speed dial." He instructed her as he landed a soft spank and massaged her buttocks. "Already done sir. Next!" she replied rather sassy. He landed two hard swats, one on either cheek and then landed two good ones right on her thighs just below the butt. He knew those hurt as he said, "those Ben Wah balls are to remain in you until you come to work in the morning. If you drop any of them out you will get extra punishment this weekend. Is that clear?" He looked down at her face on the couch and realized that those last swats to her thighs had brought tears to her eyes. She sniffled a little and her cocky, sassy tone was gone as she replied, "yes sir. But what if I have to pee while they are in me?" He realized she had to be kidding but there was no indication from her tone. A smart swat to both cheeks as he replied, "if you're afraid of them falling out when you pee then pee in a bowl so you can catch them easily if they fall out. And don't be a smart ass unless you don't want to sit very much." She relaxed as she lay across his lap, obviously aware of the fact that the instructions were complete. He massaged her buttocks, as she lay there fully relaxed. "Ok, now stand up and kiss me," he told her. She stood, leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips, then stood straight up in front of him as if she were available for inspection or something. She was smiling. "Now thank me for taking the time to train you and find a solution to your problem." With a deep smile she fell to her knees on the couch, one leg on either side of his and plastered a lip-sucking kiss to him. Her tongue went as deep into his mouth as she could mister. She leaned into him and just as she was hugging him tightly one of the balls fell to the couch. She pulled back with a shocked look on her face. "That will cost you dearly this weekend slut. Now put it back in and go get dressed so we can get out of here at a decent hour." Of course he was laughing inside but didn't change his commanding tone. They locked up and started to leave when he said, "Be here a half hour early in the morning." She almost skipped to her car she was so happy. On the drive home she began to think she really liked this going about her daily business with no underwear. At least she didn't have to wear those super short skirts in public any more. She was glad to be writing that dear john email to her mystery man and she would soon be rid of him. She was really excited about her new Master and truly felt that this was the place for her to be. She arrived home before 7pm all bubbly and happy. As she entered the house she was humming her favorite tune when she saw her son eating at the kitchen table. "Hi there son, and how was your day?" "You sure have been happy ever since Sunday Mom. What happened?" he asked. "Nothing son. Can't your mom be happy once in a while?" she replied as she walked to the refrigerator to look for something to fix. Her son got up, put his dishes in the sink and walked over to her as she was bent down looking in the refrigerator. He suddenly lifted her skirt and checked out her butt. "Still no underwear I see. Does that mean your getting fucked regularly? And no bruises on your butt so are you missing your daily spankings?" She straightened up, turned and slapped him across the face saying, "that is no way to talk to or treat your mother young man." She acted indignant but continued "I happen to like not wearing underwear if it is any of your business. And as far as getting fucked regularly I haven't had a cock in my pussy since our little party last Sunday." She thought she was putting her son in his place but then realized she shouldn't have even acknowledged his comment about getting fucked, spankings or wearing underwear. He stood there, red faced and said, "right mom. Sunday you were a cock sucking, fucking whore and now your miss righteous." He move towards her, raised the front of her skirt and said, "spread your legs." He looked at her sternly until she backed up a few inches. She knew she blew her commanding position. She unconsciously followed his order and spread her legs. As she did he slipped his thumb up into her pussy. The lips spread easily and his thumb entered her pussy with no restraint. He withdrew the hand and looked at his thumb – dripping wet with pussy juice. He put his thumb to her mouth and said "lick it clean." She sucked his thumb into her mouth and licked it clean "Ok, mom something is going on so come clean. You pussy is dripping like a whore after a gang bang. You're still not wearing underwear. The only thing different is your skirts are a good length and you don't have the bruises you usually get with your spankings. Now tell me what's up or I'll take you to the garage and whip your ass until you come clean." She knew she blew this when she didn't just ignore his questions about her sex life when he first asked. She hesitated long enough he turned her toward the table, pushed her forward and lifted the back of her skirt. He took to wooden spoon off the table and delivered a few swats to her bared bottom. She flinched and said, "Ok, I'll tell you. Don't bruise me." He tucked the skirt in at the back so it didn't fall down as he let her straighten up. He pushed her back until her legs hit the chair and sat down on her bare butt. He pulled the other chair up next to her and said, "total truth now, no hesitating or lying or I march you out to the garage for the woodshed treatment." Tears were streaming down her eyes now. This frank discussion with her son about her sex life was still new to her and made her uncomfortable. She confessed that she had gotten in trouble at work for dressing like a slut and decided there must be a way out of following her mystery mans directions. She had found a man that wanted to be her master but wanted her to have a normal public image and that the sex play would be only when they were alone or far away from home. They had developed a plan to dump her mystery man with no consequences to her position at work. She admitted she liked this guy better than her mystery man – he wasn't sadistic and she felt more comfortable with him. She wanted sex, she wanted the bdsm but she didn't want the public humiliation like she had been getting. With this new master she had the best of both worlds. And that is why she was happy and humming her music when she came in. When she finished telling him everything he stood her up and hugged her saying, "I'm glad you found someone that fits your needs and doesn't try to disgrace you in public." His hands dropped to her bare butt and he patted it saying, "and I enjoy not seeing your butt bruised. It is too beautiful to show off bruised. Now I guess you better go upstairs and dump your mystery man." He turned her toward the stairs and popped her on the butt. She walked off toward the stairs reaching behind her to loosen her skirt. He watched her walking away as he admired her buttocks, moving jiggle free. "And don't touch that skirt until you get upstairs." He hollered after her. She dropped her hands but didn't comment back. She knew he was looking and admiring her butt as she walked all the way to the stairs until she got out of sight. Upstairs she went to her bedroom and undressed. She went to the shower and took a nice long hot shower, paying special attention to her sore breasts and mons. As she carefully soaped her pussy and moved the spray head to get the soap off she felt those pangs she had enjoyed today as her body began to move toward climax. Then all of a sudden both of the Ben Wah balls fell out. Damn she needed to keep them under constant control. She washed to balls off and stepped out of the shower. After drying off she spread her legs wide and put the balls back in, swearing to herself that she needed to keep constant control over them. He body shuddered as she realized this meant a lot more punishment this weekend. A thought crossed her mind that made her feel good, she hadn't thought to hide the fact that the balls fell out from her new master – different from the mystery man that she hid a lot from, even lied to him. Just then there was a knock at the bedroom door and her son walked in. He stood staring at the naked body of his mother and said, "it's sinful to have a body that good. Mom how does this new master affect our private party status. I have to call these guys no later than Monday to let them know if we can make it that next Saturday night." She turned to face her son and her expression changed, both Ben Wah balls fell noiselessly to the carpet. Her face turned red and she fell back on the bed, pulling both legs, at the knees, up and letting them flop wide open. She didn't give it a thought that she was spread so wide her pussy lips were open and her son could see into her fuck hole. "I don't know honey. It probably will affect it because for the first time I feel true to him and have promised myself I won't lie to him or hide anything. Just like those balls on the floor, I am supposed to keep them in until tomorrow and that is the second time they have fallen out. Never once did I consider not telling him about loosing them, even though I know it will entail a harsher punishment for losing them twice. He is not against me doing things like that but he would have to approve of us doing that. I would love to do another party like that where nobody knew us and we get a video of the whole scene. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed the last one but I guess you already knew that. I am spending this weekend with him so I will find time to talk to him and if he Okays it I will call you Monday to let you know." She answered, as she lay relaxed on the bed. Wil walked toward her stopping to pick up the balls and clean them off as he approached her. As he approached she realized what a display she was making of herself so she closed her legs. Feet on the end of the bed she brought her knees together to hide her gaping cunt. He looked down at her saying, "open sesame." She lay there not moving and he said, "open wide mom." She looked up at him thinking defiantly but his stare made her loose her will power so she began to open her legs even though she felt humiliated. He finally grasped her knees and pressed them, forcing her to spread wide. Her pussy lips snapped open in the cool air and she knew that once again her pink folds and fuck hole were open to his view. He spread her lips as wide as he could with one hand and placed on of the balls into her waiting cavity. Then he took the other one and inserted it in also, his fingers going deeper than probably necessary. He heard her moan at the touch of her cunt. Once both balls were in he used his one hand to close her lips and the other hand to finger the hole. Putting pressure on her clit he saw her body react as well a heard her moan in pleasure. He started rubbing her clit and saw her pelvis move up to meat the pressure he was applying. Her head was thrashing about in ecstasy so he moved it up a notch by putting a finger in her hole. As he finger fucked her he could feel the balls inside so he started hitting those each time his fingers went in. His finger on her clit was moving in circles applying more and more pressure. He watched her battle the throws of an oncoming orgasm. Somehow she brought herself to say, "no, no, I can't cum." He kept up the onslaught of pleasure until he could see her body tense as she began her peak to an orgasm. She shouted out, "NO! NO! I can't cum." With that she somehow summoned the will power to clamp her legs shut, forcing him to stop. "No Wil, stop. It's wrong. I owe my master enough respect to avoid cumming regardless of how good it feels. I gave him my solemn promise that I wouldn't have sex or climax this week and I must honor him. Besides if I did cum it would mean another punishment." Wil removed his hands and said, "I'll give you that mom. You have dedicated yourself to him and honestly intend to live by it. That is more than you have given any other man. You may turn out to be a super horny Dom's slave instead of the common whore you were headed to being." "Well thank you dear, I think," she replied. Lying there on the bed she began to loose the sensation that she needed to cum. Wil turned to leave the room and she raised her voice to tell him, "I will let you know about the bachelor party a week from Saturday. And believe me after the last one I will do my best to convince him to send me." Wil smiled and closed the door. She lay there waiting to calm down. Her eyes closed and didn't open until her bedmate entered the room. Her eyes came more alert and she said, "I just laid back after my shower and must have fallen asleep. I need to get my nightclothes on and work my email." "No, just stay like that for a while." His eyes gleamed since this was the first time he had seen her naked in over a week. He approached and spread her knees. He knelt at the foot of the bed and his face moved into her nether region. She felt his tongue graze her clit as it spread her lips apart. His tongue darted into her hole and came out to tease her clit. Her body was already responding to it and her mind was a shambles of lust filled thoughts as well as thoughts that she needs to call this off. He inserted two fingers into her cunt and his tongue was titillating her clit to the point where she couldn't think straight. Her pelvis moved up to force his head into her crotch more; her head was tossing back and forth again. She felt the beginnings of climax start in her stomach and work outward. She was moaning constantly now and she knew it wouldn't be long before she would cum. "No, no please. I can't right now .. later," she pleaded. He was relentless and had her at the point of climax when she managed to slide up on the bed, move a leg around his head and lay on her stomach waiting for the passion of the impending climax to subside. She started to cry thinking this was twice tonight she had to decline forcefully an impending climax. He just climbed on the bed and started rubbing his cock in her crack. "No your not gonna do that one either," she exclaimed. She just got up and moved to the chair at the computer desk saying, "I told you I had some email to address so you will just have to wait til I come to bed." He pulled a chair to the middle of the floor and sat down saying, "Nancy, get me the paddle so we can discuss this." It was a command and there was no room for discussion. Nancy had never heard him talk to her in that manner. Had she deeply offended him other than deny him pussy for a while, she had done that before. What was the big deal. Then she heard, "Now Nancy." She decided she better do as he ordered. It was only a spanking, he never had been hard on her until a week or so ago. She moved to the drawer and withdrew the paddle then taking it too him. She approached the chair he was sitting in from the right side, handed him the paddle and waited. She thought better than saying anything. The one thing she had to focus on was no matter how hard he hit she had to maintain control of the Ben Wah balls. He took the paddle and took her hand as he pulled her across his lap. She lay gently across his lap and discovered he was delivering the first spank without ceremony. The first paddle crack flattened her right butt cheek and made her yell in pain. Then nothing else for seconds, maybe a minute. Then he said, "Nancy, what is going on with you?" "Nothing," she replied. She knew he didn't know enough to suspect anything or so she thought. Smack, another swat from the paddle on her other cheek causing her to yell out in pain. "I see," he said. Smack, another powerful swat landing right on the crack between both cheeks and she yelled again. "So wanting me to spank you hard all last week was nothing?" he commented. Smack, this a mild swat that caught right where her cheeks met her thigh causing her to yell and kick her legs. "And you dressing like a hooker rather than your consevative dress last week was nothing too?" he stated. "And no sex all last week was nothing also?" he continued as he delivered another swat at the joint of the cheek thigh on the other leg. She yelped and really kicked her legs trying to reduce the pain. He delivered two quick blows with the paddle, not hard but not light either, one to the left thigh and one to the right thigh. Nancy screamed at the pain of these two swats. The paddle came to rest on her butt crack as he repeated, "What is going on with you Nancy?" "Really nothing," she replied. She felt the paddle rise so she began, "Its just that last week I wanted to be spanked hard before sex and I couldn't get you to spank me hard so I just didn't feel like sex without the spanking." She felt the paddle come lightly to rest on her butt so she continued, "and when you wouldn't spank me I decided to dress sexier hoping you would want sex enough to spank me hard." He was listening intently. But she decided she had given him enough of a plausible explanation and let it drop. She was beginning to feel a little relief from the spanking. She felt good about having endured a spanking like that without letting loose of the Ben Wah balls. The paddle left her butt and she tried to think what else she could say but she heard the whoosh of the paddle descend and its impact causing excruciating pain. She cried out as she felt the pain but heard him say, "so what is up this week then." She felt the paddle rise off her butt again and hurriedly answered, "nothing. Really nothing." Too late, the paddle hit again, she yelled and he said, "so waking me up first thing in the morning with a blow job? That is nothing? You haven't done that in years." "I was horny and had to get to work so I did the only thing I could think of," she replied while she braced for the next swat. She didn't really think her would fall for that. She was right; she felt the first of a volley of quick and rather painful swats. She began crying and yelling and kicking her legs but to no avail. "Ok from now on you're the blow-job slut around here," he yelled. He dumped her off his lap onto the floor saying, "until you tell me what is going on you will give me a blow job each time you see me. In the morning before you go to work, when I get home from work and again when I go to bed. Failure to do it will result in a severe spanking and then you will do it anyway. Is that clear?" She lay crying on the floor listening to him, finally responding with a "yes sir" as she got to her knees and crawled to the chair he was sitting in. She took hold of his cock and licked the tip. He had pre-cum leaking. He scooted forward in the chair so his balls hung over the edge as she began to slip his rigid cock into her mouth. Tears were still coming down her cheeks as she sucked. She reached under his scrotum to massage his balls as she continued her expert sucking. In no time he was ready to explode in her mouth so she moved in a little closer to finish him off. Suddenly her eyes widened as she felt one of the balls slip out and run down the back of her thigh. She closed her legs tightly and quickly continued sucking his cock as if nothing had happened. It didn't take long before he exploded in her mouth, several spurts of sperm hit the back of her throat and she swallowed. She cleaned up his cock and let it drop from her mouth. She sat back on her legs and gazed at the floor. He stood, picked up the chair and put it in its place saying, "suppose you just kneel there and consider what you will be doing and when you want to tell me what is going on." He moved over and pulled back the covers on the bed. As he was getting into bed he heard her voice in almost a whisper. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 03 Part 3 – The Weekend. The initial stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Other stories continuing in this series Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Boss Part 3 - The Weekend Nancy and her Boss Part 4 - More Weekend Then the following are separate but related stories and may be read without regard to sequence. Sissy Part 1 – Cul de Sac of Sluts Sissy Part 2 – The Ranch Nancy and the Guard Nancy visits the Poop Deck Nancy and her Observer Nancy and her Son Nancy went to work as she would any normal Friday but today was that special day she had been thinking about and hoping for all week. This was the weekend she and her boss were going away for; this was to be her training weekend with him. Once at the office she went to the conference room, unlocked the door, went in and proceeded to the supply room where she put on her clit vibrator, then relocked the conference room and proceeded to her desk. This being a special day in her mind she found it hard to concentrate on doing her daily activities and caught herself daydreaming several times. She knew how business oriented her boss was and knew he wouldn't tolerate her not attending to business regardless of how special this day was to her. She kept wondering how often he would fuck her this weekend; she knew he loved to fuck as much as she did. She also knew this was not just a fuck filled weekend; it was a training weekend. His objective was to train her in the art of being a good slave; a cock slut slave dedicated to her master, him. Her clit vibrator went off, a signal to go to his office. She made it to his office with difficulty, as was always the case when the vibrator went off. If she didn't make it to his office quickly her legs started to weaken and if it was too long she ended up having an orgasm, something that was prohibited this week until they were on their weekend trip. As she entered his office she gasped, "yes sir." "Nancy, I know your looking forward to this weekend but you cannot let it interfere with your normal work duties. I have been watching you daydream out there and you need to stop it. You have work to do and we can't leave until you get it done. You need to clear your mind and get to work. Please concentrate so we can leave on time and avoid the traffic tonight." His tone was a dismissal. This was typical of his business manner during working hours. She finally settled into doing her normal workday tasks but kept thinking how long this day was becoming. It seemed like hours until it was lunchtime. She wondered if he was going to suggest they meet for lunch someplace but it just didn't happen. Finally she went to the cafeteria for a quick bite, then went to her car to call home and leave a message for her son reminding him no parties and she would see him after work on Monday. The afternoon dragged on and on but she was able to concentrate enough to get her work done and ready to leave by the time 4:30 came around. Her intercom rang so she answered it with a "yes sir." "Ok, time for you to drive over to my place. Park your car in my numbered slot and wait for me in the apartment, I won't be too far behind you," he said and then hung up. She hung up the phone and the intercom rang again. She picked up the phone to say something but he interrupted her, "I want to make this weekend something you will never forget. Don't forget, I love you." The intercom went dead as he hung up. She left the office and drove straight to his place, parked the car and went into the apartment to wait for him. She was looking in her purse when she found the email she had printed out and thought maybe she shouldn't tell him about the email. He had clearly told her to delete everything from the mystery man after she wrote the dear john to him. If she told him about the email she was disobeying his orders and would certainly be punished for it, but then on the other hand she had disobeyed him so she had to be honest and tell him. Well she could hope that the punishment wouldn't be too harsh since she would be honest and tell him rather than try to hide it. He came into the apartment as she was in the middle of her dilemma. Just as he was about to say something she ran to him, hugging his chest and burst out, "Master, master, I have to confess something to you and hope you won't be too mad at me." She just handed him the email and waited for a response. Her head down, gazing at the floor it seemed like an eternity before he said anything. "I see my new slave has a disobedient streak in her. Did I not say to delete all emails from him after you wrote yours?" "Yes sir, but it looked important so I read it and printed it for you." Her head was gazing at the floor but she had her head on his chest as she hugged him. "Well this is good news, it means he won't be bothering you any more. It also means that the guard will probably try something with you. This will only make the guard feel like he has more leverage against you. We can deal with that. But it wouldn't make any difference if you had deleted the email like I told you to. We'll deal with your disobedient streak later, now lets get on the road," he said as he guided her out the door. They took her suitcase out of her car and transferred it to his trunk; she got in the front passenger seat. She noticed a bag on the floor of the car but made no mention of it as they drove off for his country home. There wasn't too much conversation between them as they headed out of town. The traffic was becoming heavy and she wanted him to concentrate on that rather than talk about her roll in this weekends events. They drove for about and hour and were almost to Hempstead when he pulled off into a rest area. He pulled into a parking space quite a distance from the restroom building. The car was facing in toward a couple of picnic tables but they were unoccupied. Before he opened the doors he said, "this would be a good time to go to the restroom if you have to, it will be almost another hour before we get there." He unlocked the doors and got out, waiting for her to decide what to do. She got out and they headed up the walk to the building that housed the restrooms. He went to the men's side and she to the women's side. In a few minutes he came out of the restroom and waited for her. After another few minutes Nancy appeared from the building. He took her hand and they walked back toward the car. She kept wondering why he had parked so far from the building if they were just using the restroom. She finally asked, "what happens now? You didn't park that distance from the restrooms for no reason at all did you?" He smiled and laughed a little answering, "very perceptive." They got to the car and he unlocked the doors saying, "there is a bag on the floor of the car. Please get it and bring it to me over at the picnic table." She went to the car and he walked to the far end of the picnic table. Nancy retrieved the bag and walked over to the picnic table to hand it to him. He took the bag and said, "sit up here on the table facing me." She complied and he said, "we are far enough from the city that nobody knows us so we will begin the weekend training. Now I am going to put a collar on you that you will wear all the time when we are away from the city. This collar binds us together, you as my slave and me as your Master. Is this clear?" "Yes sir, I mean Master." She replied. He opened the bag and took out a collar that was at least 2 inches wide and had two chains hanging from it. She eyed the collar and chains but said nothing. He wrapped the collar about her neck and buckled it with the two chains hanging down the front of her blouse. Then he took a small padlock out of his pocket and put it through a hook in the back of the collar, locking it in place. He then kissed her and said, "it is locked in place and the only way it can be removed is if and when I unlock it. This next part is going to be uncomfortable but I want you to accept this as part of your demonstrating full commitment to me." "Yes Master," was all she said. He then started to unbutton her blouse as she stared at his action with more than a little apprehension in her face. He unbuttoned down to her waist where the blouse was inside her skirt. She looked around to see if anyone was watching but said nothing. He then took the chains in his hand and for the first time she noticed the clips on the end of the chain. She gasped as she realized what he was about to do. His hands pulled the blouse apart fully exposing her breasts. He smiled as he noticed how erect her nipples were. "Hot twat too my slut?" She ignored him so he took the clip from one chain and attached it to her nipple, drawing quite a gasp from her as the pain shot from nipple to twat. Then he attached the other clip in the same manner. Her pussy was on fire at this point and he knew it by the constant moans coming from her. "Hot twat too my slut?" he asked again. "Yes Master," she responded and finished with, "as if you couldn't tell." He handed her the bag, which still contained something else, but she had no idea what. She just knew it had to do with the rest of the ride, she just knew it. Her tits still fully exposed and the clamps quite visible he said, "I want you to put your hands behind your head and lace your fingers together, then I want you to walk back to the car and wait for me to open the door." Her face turned red as she complied but wondered if any cars would be driving by, exiting the rest area, as she walked toward the car. Awkwardly she got off the table, almost stumbling as she walked the short distance to the car. She got to the car and stood by the door but she noticed a car leaving the restroom area and heading toward the exit. Her face showed embarrassment and her only hope was that he would open the car door in time for her to sit before the car passed them. Perhaps they wouldn't notice. He had spotted the other car with a couple of guys in the seats so he decided to let her stand by the car waiting for him. He watched her closely. As the car came closer he could see her get nervous but not move. Clearly they had a perfect view of her chest and the nipple clamps as they slowly drove by. He watched the smile on the young men's faces as they blew the horn to her. He reached down and opened the door for her. She slipped into the front seat keeping her hands behind her head. Her face was red in embarrassment and he asked, "how much did that turn you on?" as he got into the driver seat. "Oh gawd, my pussy is dripping," she confided as he shut his door. "Ok, you can move your hands to buckle up but don't try closing your blouse. I want the truckers to be looking at your hot nipples while we drive." He watched her buckle in and arrange her shoulder harness so her tits were exposed for him. And the truckers too. As they drove along the traffic was light so he began to question her. "How did it feel when those two young guys drove by and could see your exposed breasts? I was proud of you that you didn't flinch or try to hide." "Oh there were so many emotions running through me, I was embarrassed and humiliated at being seen that way but my pussy came alive and got very wet, my nipples tingled and I wanted to smile at them but was to afraid. My snatch is still tingling over it." She answered. "What would have been your reaction if they had stopped and got out to enjoy the view up close?" he continued his questioning. "I probably would have been very scared but it would have made me even hotter. I did have visions of them touching me though." "And if they had been bold enough to reach under your skirt to play with your moist cunt?" he inquired. "Oh no Master. I couldn't have them do that. My cunt belongs to you now and only you," she responded. They turned off the main highway onto a small county road. The road was rough and even though the car had a good suspension Nancy could feel the chains jiggle with the bumps. The jiggling chains were manipulating the nipple clamps and she could only enjoy the sensations. She closed her eyes and laid her head back just constantly moaning in erotic pleasure. They drove this road for what seemed to be an endless distance but was really only about five miles. The sensations had Nancy feeling the climax that was brewing in her body. "Oh Master, I think I am going to cum. This road is making me tingle all over," she cried out. He slowed the car and barely pulled it off to the side of the road. The sensations in her began to subside and he told her to open her door and get out. He got out and walked behind the car motioning for her to come to the back of the car. He opened the trunk and opened her suitcase. "Now we start the second part of your weekend training. Take off your clothes and put them in the suitcase please." She looked at him questioningly but proceeded to remove her skirt, letting it fall to the ground as she slowly unbuttoned the remaining two buttons of her blouse. She opened the blouse, letting it slide down her shoulders and flutter to the ground where it lay with her skirt. She bent and picked up the two items placing them in the suitcase as he requested. She stood there on the side of the road displaying her nude body to him when she noticed the goose bumps begin to cover her body. She quivered and realized how close to orgasm she really was. He reached out and his hand touched her lightly, like the touch of a feather, stroking up and down her abdomen. Her body began to shake as she realized she was in an uncontrolled climax, "Ahhh, Master ... Ahhh, I can't help it, cummming." Her body just shook as the orgasm wrenched its way through her. Finally her body became weak and she slumped, reaching out to the car for support. He stood by the trunk of the car watching her as she climaxed. He smiled as she recovered enough to look at him. "I thought I said no orgasms until I said so?" "I'm sorry master but standing there nude in front of you and then your touch, well it just sent me over the edge and I couldn't control it. I am sorry Master," she said in a deeply apologetic tone. He gruffly told her, "take off your shoes too. You have no need for clothes this weekend." She took off her shoes hopping on the ground as it was rough on her feet. She was a city girl and had never gone bare foot much, perhaps on a nice smooth lawn but never on the rough ground of the country. His tone had been harsh when he told her to take them off so she dared not complain about the discomfort to her tender feet. "Ok, let's get back in the car and finish our trip." He told her. She hobbled to the side of the car jumping, as her feet would encounter a small stone on the way. She got in the car and they started driving again. The chains were again jiggling with the bumps in the road so her nipples began to get aroused again and soon she was moaning as the pleasure shot between her nipples and her snatch. She sat there in ecstasy just moaning. "Enough of that moaning slut, it was bad enough you let your cunt orgasm back there but you better not do it again. How many orgasms have you had this week without permission?" he asked. Her mind came back to reality as he asked that question. She thought, my god how many had he made her have that night in the conference room, how many had she had when he summoned her with the clit vibrator, how many that night in his apartment and then standing by the car back there. "I don't know Master. It has to be a lot but many of them you caused me to have – like the night in the conference room when you held me upside down and ate my pussy as I sucked you, those climaxes shouldn't count. I told you I was sorry when I came and couldn't hold back." "Sorry doesn't count. When I tell you that you can't orgasm without permission I expect no orgasms unless I okay them. We are going to spend a lot of time teaching you that this weekend." He said in a calm, authoritative but understanding tone. Suddenly she felt ashamed of her last climax outside the car, "I am so sorry Master, I will try to control my orgasms as you wish. Please forgive me, you can punish me but tell me you forgive me." She laid her head on his shoulder as he drove, tears streaming down her cheeks. He reached around her as she lay against him, her head slipping down under his arm and on his chest. His hand rubbed up her side, over to her abdomen and up to cup her breast. His finger flicked the nipple clamp and she let out a moan of pleasure, "Of course I forgive you. I am here to teach you not to hold it against you. Now dry your tears away for we are almost at the end of our trip." He turned the car onto a dirt road that went up a rather long hill. She wiped her tears away, moved closer to him and watched the road ahead. The rode was narrow and all she could see was a few building in the distance, the road leading the way to the top of the hill where she saw the buildings. As they got closer she could see one was a house and one was a big barn. Finally she could make out that the third building was a small cabin like building. They were within a quarter mile and she realized how big the house and barn were, "That is your home?" she asked. "Yes, it has been in my family for over a hundred years now." He responded. "Wow!" was all she could say. The home was very large, built in a log home style of yesteryear and appeared to have been added on to several times, yet it looked very modern and kept up to date. It certainly didn't look that old. The barn was half the size of a football field and although appearing old it had been kept in good condition. There was a smaller home, log cabin almost, that could be a guesthouse or ranch hand residence. She wondered if he had ranch hands to keep the place up and running. Her thoughts turned her face red in embarrassment because if there were ranch hands there she couldn't possibly get out of the car naked, they would see her. "you don't have people that run the ranch for you do you? I can't be seen naked like this by your ranch hands." "Don't worry your pretty little head about it. The ranch hands are all off at another cabin on the property working the cattle and fencing there, they won't be back until late Saturday," he let her know. "You said I had to go naked all weekend, what do I do if they get back before we leave Sunday?" she asked. He smiled and laughed a little but replied, "well then I guess they get to see how beautiful my girl is naked." Laughing a little more he continued, "wouldn't it be exciting to be naked in front of a bunch of cowboys?" "You're kidding right?" she said, not quite sure of him. "Don't worry. Right now you need to concentrate on what I tell you is important." She still felt uneasy. She had been seen naked by lots of men, the Poop Deck for instance and the Bachelor Party. But those men had fucked her and it had all been about sex in those cases but somehow this would be different. She stopped worrying for the moment as the car pulled up to the walk up to the main house and there was nobody in sight. He stopped the car and got out, he walked to her side of the car and opened the door for her. Her nerves were on edge but she was sure that with nobody in sight that they could make it to the main house with nobody seeing her. She got out of the car and started to follow him but then realized she had no shoes on and the rough soil of the drive hurt her feet. She scurried along but she had to take careful steps and plenty of hopping as she stepped on ground that hurt. Finally she got on the concrete walk to the house and could catch up to him as he got to the front door. Just as she stood beside him at the door it opened and there stood a voluptuous redhead in a maid's uniform, if you could call it that. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 03 "Welcome home for the weekend Master," she piped up, with a stare at Nancy. Nancy was taken back by this and quickly jumped behind her boss in an effort to hide her naked body, especially compared to this girl. Not that the maid's uniform left much to the imagination. It had a plunging neckline that demonstrated she had probably DD tits, based on the cleavage that showed. The uniform was very short and if it wasn't for the apron her panties would be showing, if she had panties on. This redhead immediately intimidated Nancy and her stare over his shoulder revealed it to this woman. The feeling was apparently mutual as could be seen by the dagger like stare Nancy got from her. He stepped inside the house leaving Nancy standing on the porch completely naked except for her collar and nipple chains. Based on the hostile stare Nancy got she had no choice but to hop through the doorway and hide behind her boss. He took control of the situation by saying, "Nancy this is Sissy, she is the domestic help here. Sissy this is Nancy, the new Mistress of this house. Is this clear to everyone?" As he said this he pulled Nancy around into Sissy's view. The two women continued to stare at each other. Sissy was the first to speak, "Hi I am the domestic here in this house and I take care of my Masters every wish and desire, especially his desires." Nancy stood where he had moved her but she was crimson red in embarrassment but finally managed to eke out, "Nice to meet you Sissy. This is my Master too and I do more than take care of his desires." The hostility between the two women was obvious so he stepped in with "Sissy, that remark was totally uncalled for. You knew very well I was bringing her home. Now please apologies to Nancy and welcome her as the new Mistress of the house." Nancy stood there regaining her composure, forgetting for the moment that she was naked. She stood straight and glared at Sissy glad to have her position as Mistress known. Sissy glared back at Nancy, stomped her foot and said, "hell will freeze over first." His arms took hold of Nancy at the shoulder and moved her to the side saying, "punishment position Sissy." Nancy was amazed at what happened next. Sissy again stomped her foot and turned her back to them as she bent at the waist to grasp her ankles. Bent over like this Nancy could see that Sissy had no panties on and it was also clear that her pussy was shaved bare. Nancy began to feel like she had the upper hand here. She turned to her Master and watched his every move. He stood there slowly removing his belt from his pants loops. He handed the belt to Nancy and said, "you are to whip her as hard as you can. Sissy will count out each strapping and you will stop when she counts 10. At that time Sissy can either apologize to you or she can take another 10. You will continue that until she apologizes to you." Nancy took the belt and said, "I have never whipped anyone before, how do I know if I hit too hard?" "You won't hit too hard. If anything you will hit to light." He replied as he stepped back to give Nancy some room to swing the belt. He watched as Nancy hesitated and finally drew the belt back in an attempt to smack Sissy's exposed butt. The first stroke of the belt went wild and missed Sissy almost completely, only grazing the bow on the back of her uniform. The next stroke hit Sissy across both cheeks but very lightly. Sissy laughed and counted "One." Nancy was infuriated by the laugh and made the next stroke a lot harder as it crossed both cheeks and got a little of her thigh. "Ouch, two" said Sissy. Nancy tried a few more swats but they all landed without the smacking sound she knew would hurt. She turned in frustration to her Master and handed him the belt saying, "I can't do this, I am no good at punishment and never have been." He moved her out of the way and picked up where she left off at five. Drawing the belt back he swung it hard making a whooshing sound as the belt traveled through the air and a very loud cracking sound as it landed on Sissy's butt. Nancy saw the red mark from the belt rise up before he could draw back for another swat. Sissy whimpered and cried out but remained in position as she said, "Five." The belt swooshed through the air and landed with a sharp cracking sound on Sissy's butt again. Now Sissy was beginning to cry and scream at the obvious pain but she remained in position saying "Six." When he finished the tenth stroke Sissy managed to say "Ten" and remaining in position she was bawling her eyes out. He asked Sissy, "Do you want to apologize to Nancy now?" He swung the belt again this time making sure the belt hit plenty of her tender thigh. She started bawling her eyes out and counted "One." Again the belt hit her tender thighs and Sissy cried out in pain, was sobbing uncontrollably, managed to choke out "Two." This continued until he reached ten on her. With the tenth stroke Sissy fell to her knees crying uncontrollably; it was a minute before she managed to get out "Ten." He asked Sissy, "Do you want to apologize to Nancy now?" Sissy was still kneeling on the floor crying and finally said "No but I will apologize." "Not good enough Sissy. Spread your legs because the next ten will be across your pussy." He saw her reluctantly spread her legs wide and burst out in another uncontrolled cry. The belt traveled down this time and wrapped around her butt slapping the last few inches of the belt solidly on her pussy. She howled and cried out "One." By the time he got to ten she said, "Ten. No more Master please. I'll do anything. I'll apologized but please no more Master." He lifted Sissy to a standing position where she put her hands up lacing her fingers together behind her head, turned and faced Nancy saying, "I am sorry Mistress Nancy. Welcome to the household." Her glare showed she still was hostile to Nancy and the look didn't go unnoticed by Nancy. "Yea, right bitch," replied Nancy. "That was the most insincere apology I ever heard. You just be careful around here or I'll knock your block off." "Ok, enough already." He broke in, "we are not going to have a feud going in this household even if I have to spend the whole weekend spanking the both of you." He looked from one to the other of them and said, "you both need a break from each other so Sissy you go get the luggage from the car and fix supper. We will discuss this matter after supper in the den." Turning to Nancy he said, "You come with me young lady. We will discuss things in the den right now." He took her by the hand and led her into the den saying, "Nancy you are here to take your place as Mistress of this house and as my slut slave. In order to do that you have a few things to learn so we shall begin in here." They had entered the den and she looked around, this wasn't an ordinary den but a medieval room of torture. There were instruments of torture and sadism all about. There were stocks for holding a person captive by their head and arms, there was a rack upon which a person could be spread and stretched, hooks in the wall where a person could be chained and more. On the wall hung whips and canes, floggers and tawses, plugs and gags, instruments to brand with and much more. In one corner was what appeared to be a padded saw horse where a person could be bent over and bound hand and foot, leaving them open to sexual ravaging or spanking or impalement. From the ceiling there was an elaborate track system with chains hanging from a device that could be moved along the track to almost anyplace in the room, allowing a person to be suspended from the chains and used or abused while being viewed by others seated around the room. Her eyes took all this in, her body was aroused by it but her mind hadn't digested it all. He sat on the couch and indicated for her to come to his side. As she approached he told her to kneel at his left. Her mouth still open in awe of what she saw in this room but she managed to kneel at his left, sitting on her legs, looking up at him. "Very good Nancy. This is the position you will take when we have visitors over. It is the slave's position by her Masters side. You will be naked most of the time and will proudly display yourself as my slave." She looked at him quizzically. "Naked .. visitors?" was all she could stammer. "Yes Nancy, when we have bdsm parties here you will be at my side as my slave and other guests will bring their submissive, slut or slave with them. They too will be naked, some with leashes attached to their collars, cuffs will bind some, and others will be hooded with gags. There will be some put on display, others strapped in for public use and some will receive their punishments here." He looked at her to see if she comprehended all this. She shook her head and stared at him for a minute before saying anything. She rose from her sitting position and crawled between his legs and began to pound on his chest with her fists and angrily spewed out, "I thought you brought me here this weekend to make love to me and I find out you just wanted to show me your slut maid. I hate you, I hate you. I don't want to be part of a harem I want to be a cock slave with you as my master so we can make love, so you can use me and torture me to total orgasm for the entire weekend." He grabbed her hands and said, "enough. Nancy I told you I loved you and I meant it. I told you that you were my cock slave and that is what you are. I want you by my side all the time. I want to be able to share you with others by letting them experience my cock slave, I expect you to share yourself with them to show them you are my cock slave and no others." He stared at her and said, "did you expect that you would be the only woman I would be with? You told me you craved cock and wanted to be used by others and I happily agreed to share you. Is this a double standard you want?" She lowered her head into his lap as he held her wrists and said, "no, I guess I realized I would be sharing you with others but not this. I walk into the house to be met by some whore that announces she fucks you all the time. I'm standing there naked and she gets to stand there dressed while she insults me. What am I supposed to think." He let go of her wrists and pushed a button at the end of the couch. He stroked her hair as she sobbed in his lap. "We can solve a lot of things here in just a few minutes," he said as he kissed her head. As she looked up into his eyes with a longing he had never seen Sissy walked into the room and knelt at his other side. Nancy looked daggers at her. Sissy said, "my master has paged me. What my I do for my master." She was somewhat apprehensive of Nancy but said nothing. "Well it seems that Mistress Nancy seems to think that there is some sort of privledge afforded you by being dressed while she is naked so let us start with that. Sissy please take your uniform off." Sissy moved quickly and slipped her uniform off and set it to the side but still said nothing. Nancy gasped as she, for the first time, saw Sissy naked. She knelt upright and her large breasts had quarter sized aureoles with nipples that were just nubs. Her pussy was shaved clean and waxed to keep the hair gone. He could see the look of jealousy in Nancy's eyes. "Now Sissy, suppose you tell Mistress Nancy what you do around here. She seems to think the only thing you do is fuck me. I don't want any insults from either of you. Sissy you know what happens if I put you over the spanking horse. Nancy you need to be civil also because I can put you over the spanking horse too," he cautioned both women. Sissy began in a very civil tongue just as if there had never been an angry exchange between her and Nancy, "Mistress Nancy my function here is simple. I am a slave for the Master and I do all the household chores, I cook on weekends when Master is home, I serve guests and answer the door when Master has parties. I am available for any of Masters guests or friends to be used in any way that Master allows them to use me. I will occasionally service my Master when he requests it. Now that you are the Mistress of the house I will also serve you in any way that you request." Nancy just listened in shock as Sissy related her duties for her, totally amazed that there was no hint of attitude or dislike. He interjected a comment that broke up Nancy's train of thought, "That is a pretty good explanation about your duties here but what about Mistress Nancy's idea about you fucking me all the time." Sissy looked at Nancy and lowered her eyes saying, "Mistress Nancy, even though I led you to believe that Master fucked me it is not true. I am under strict orders to never ask or suggest that Master fuck me and he never has. I have been requested by Master to service him orally but nothing else. I am sorry for having misled you and I am truly sorry for my initial hateful outburst when you arrived and I invite you to punish me properly for it. I can only say that after all these years of serving my Master I had a jealous moment but now realize that I am still going to be serving him as well as you. Again I am sorry for our initial meeting and I would be very pleased if my Mistress would punish me for my behavior." Before Nancy could say anything he interjected, "Thank you Sissy. That was a very nice apology so if you will please take your place over the spanking horse your new Mistress will be over to punish you in a few minutes." Nancy looked shocked at what he said but made no comment but just stared at him in amazement. Sissy got up and walked over to the spanking horse, spread her legs and reached down to lock her legs to the legs of the horse, then she bent over the top and as her hand went to the floor she locked her left hand on the leg of the horse. She, of course, couldn't lock her right hand. He stood and took Nancy's hand to help her rise. She stood in front of him with a questioning look to which he said, "she has made an honest and sincere apology to you so you owe her at least a good punishment for her sincerity. After that I want you to make just as sincere an apology to her for your comments and attitude from earlier." Nancy felt deep regret for her flare-up earlier but had no idea how to punish Sissy so she said, "I don't know what to do, I don't know how to punish her." "You are the Mistress of this house now and as such you will have to punish her and others for their mistakes so now is the time to start. When you go over there to her you will and lock her right wrist to the horse. Then you are to go to the wall and pick out a cane that you think you can wield in your hand. Now with Sissy you will have to strike her hard and slowly. Leave plenty of time between strokes for her to cry out and calm down. You must strike hard, harder than you think, harder than you want so make sure it is as hard as your arm and wrist can. You must continue until Sissy climaxes, you cannot stop half way, you cannot feel sorry for her as that will just make her feel bad, insulted even. You can say whatever you want to her, lecture her or say nothing just don't demand an answer from her or she won't be able to climax. Do you understand what I have said?" he asked. "Yes sir." She replied but hesitated. "One more thing," he said. "If you don't cane her well enough, if you can't finish the job I will have to finish it and then you will go over the horse and I will punish you the same way. As Mistress you must be able to punish your slaves, if you don't do it properly they expect me to punish you while they get to watch. You can bet that Sissy is hoping you can't make her climax so she gets to watch you punished. Do you now comprehend why she asked you to punish her?" he asked her with a smile on his face. "Yes sir," she replied with a little more determination on her face. He turned her towards Sissy and gave her a slap on the bare ass. She jumped from the swat and then proceeded towards Sissy. She locked Sissy's right hand to the horse and then turned towards the canes on the wall. As she walked by Sissy's upturned ass she gave it a little swat. She spent some time selecting the cane she wanted, finally ending up with one about a quarter inch in diameter and short enough for her to accurately wield the rod. She walked towards Sissy's figure on the spanking horse. Standing to the side she pulled the cane back and let loose with the cane striking across both cheeks about mid way up her buttocks. She quickly brought the cane back and delivered another blow but her Master motioned her to wait. Sissy barely made a sound from either stroke. He walked over to her and put his hand on hers. Holding the cane up he made her flex her wrist and said, "it is the wrist that makes the cane hurt, not the arm stroke. Flex your wrist just as the cane is about to contact her butt. When the cane hits leave it on her butt don't pull back quickly. Before you pull back again position the cane where you want the next stroke to fall and tap her butt a couple of times by flexing your wrist." He then moved her hand to position the cane on Sissy's butt, moved her wrist causing the cane to tap her butt. "Now try that." He moved back so Nancy could swing hard. She drew back the cane and swung full force, flexing her wrist at the last moment. The cane contacted Sissy's butt across both cheeks just above the joint where buttocks met thigh. Sissy let out a yell, "Yiiiii" and started breathing fast as if she were hyperventilating. Nancy left the cane where it had landed and waited for Sissy's breathing to slow to normal. She then tapped the cane a couple of times half way up the buttocks, then drew back and swung hard again. Her wrist flexed at the right moment and the cane delivered a terribly painful swat to the middle of Sissy's ass. "Yiiii ... Yiiii" Sissy cried out and her breathing began to resemble hyperventilating again. So it went for more strokes than Nancy could count but she noticed on the last swat Sissy began to change her cry. "Yiii .. Yiii ..Oh my .. Yii .. Oh, I'm .." so Nancy was sure something was happening. Another couple of swats delivered with a little extra strong force and Sissy was yelping "Yiiiiii ... Oh my gawd .. Oh, I'm cummmming .. Oh, Ahhhh, cuming" Nancy watched as Sissy's body shook uncontrollably even though it couldn't move much the way she was bound to the legs of the horse. Sissy's body continued to shake and was covered in goose bumps, Nancy knew for sure this was a great orgasm for Sissy. Nancy stood there feeling happy for Sissy because she was getting to enjoy the climax. Something she was denied so far this weekend. Nancy began to realize her pussy was dripping and her juices had run down her thighs. She then realized this had made her aroused and horny. Nancy watched as Sissy finished her orgasm and began to calm down. She moved to the spanking horse and removed the bindings for Sissy's wrists and ankles. Sissy needed help to rise from her bent over position so Nancy helped her up. Sissy stood on weak knees and said "thank you Mistress, that was a well delivered punishment." Sissy hugged Nancy and kissed her on the cheek. Nancy was a little startled by the hug but hugged back and said, "I am glad we were able to work through our differences and I am sorry for my temper when we first met. I will endeavor to be a better Mistress in the future." Sissy stepped back to announce, "supper will be in twenty minutes. I am sure my Master and Mistress will enjoy everything." With that she turned and left the den. Nancy moved over to her Master and said, "I understand now and I hope I can share my Master with her." "You will, or the cane for you" he said. He then reached over and with one motion of both hand grasped and released the nipple clamp that had been torturing her nipples for the last few hours. She jumped as the blood rushed to her nipples and started to become erect. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 03 Nancy stood there grasping her breasts, not daring to touch the nipples but the pain was growing. Her nipples became more erect than she had ever known them to get, the pain was excruciating and Nancy could do nothing but yell. As she was yelling she realized her clit was throbbing and trying to burst in orgasm. "Oh Master, may I, may I cum. I need to so badly. Please may I cum." She pleaded, looking into his face. She was about to explode in orgasm regardless of what he said so all she could hope for was he would allow her to cum. "Ahhh, yii .. master please." She started her climax from in her chest working out from breast to cunt and she could not hide the fact that she was climaxing without permission. "I see you haven't gotten the idea yet that you cannot cum without permission. That earns you extra punishment tonight," he said to her. "Oh master, I am so sorry but the blood rushing to my nipples just threw me over the edge and my body didn't listen to my mind. I tried, I honestly did try to wait for your permission." Tears were in her eyes but her body was still recovering from her climax. He took her to the couch and sat in the middle, drawing her across his lap. Her butt was exposed to his view and she just knew he was going to spank her but his hands began to massage her butt cheeks. "I want to keep these perfect globes nice and soft for spanking later," he told her as his hand wandered between her legs. She spread her legs for him and hoped for some exciting stimulation as they waited for dinner. He turned her over on his lap and spread her legs taking in the view of her long but extensive labia lips. His hand stroked the lips but missed the clit. She responded with a purr as he pleasured her. "Supper is ready to serve," interrupted Sissy. Nancy was startled by Sissy's announcement and tried to close her legs but he kept them wide open. "Thank you Sissy," he said. "Sissy have you had a good look at your Mistress' pussy yet?" Sissy came over to the couch and knelt at her Masters side saying, "No Master but it looks so very pretty." He massaged Nancy's pussy lips and put pressure on her clit to arouse her. Nancy was turning red with Sissy closely examining her Master's cunt. She tried to move but he held her tight in his lap as he aroused her. Funny how aroused she was getting even though she was mortified with Sissy's eyes only a few inches away from her exposed twat. "Your Mistress is a cock slut Sissy, what do you think about that?" he asked. Sissy replied, "that is too bad. Or is it that she doesn't know any better." "I don't know Sissy. Why don't you ask your Mistress if she enjoys anything else." "Has Mistriss had the pleasure of a female slut yet or do you truly only enjoy cock?" asked Sissy. "That's disgusting Sissy. Of course I have never had a female slut or any other kind of female for that matter. I forbid you to talk like that in this house any more. Do you hear me?" she bellowed at Sissy. Now she was struggling to close her legs and get her snatch off display for Sissy. She managed to close her legs but in the process he turned her over so her butt was over his lap. His forearm pinned her to the couch so she couldn't move while he said to Sissy, "Doesn't she have a beautiful butt? It is made for spanking. Feel how smooth and soft it is Sissy," he said, indicating Sissy should rub Nancy's butt. Sissy ran her hand over Nancy's butt and the feathery touch made Nancy feel strange. It didn't feel bad and it certainly didn't feel repulsive as she thought it would if another woman ever felt her private areas. Nancy lay quietly there as this other woman massaged her butt. Soon Nancy was moaning from the pleasure she was receiving, for the moment she had forgotten that it was another woman giving her pleasure. "We must adjourn for dinner," he reminded them. Sissy stopped her massage of Nancy's butt and stood up. "Sissy, go get two clit vibrators and remotes. I want both of you to wear the vibrators." Sissy quickly retrieved two vibrators and remotes, bringing them back to her Master. By then he had moved Nancy to a sitting position on his lap with his hands cupping her breasts. He was lightly rubbing and twisting her nipples as he instructed her, "now if you don't want a bad spanking you are going to spread you legs so Sissy can put your vibrator on." He tweaked her nipples hard as he said that. Nancy yelped in pain and knowing it was a lost cause to fight against it she spread her legs and watched as Sissy gently put the clit vibrator on her. She had grown to enjoy wearing the vibrator but she wasn't too happy about Sissy putting it on her. He announced that it was time to adjourn to the dining room for supper. As they walked to the dining room she felt his arm go around her waist and pat her butt. They were seated at the table and Missy went to bring in the evenings supper and a bottle of chilled wine. As Sissy poured a glass of wine for Nancy she heard the vibrator go off but since it didn't affect her she knew it had to be Sissies. She noticed a momentary unsteadiness of the wine bottle but Sissy never gave any other sign that her vibrator was going. As her glass came full to the top Sissy stopped pouring and Nancy heard the vibrator cease. Sissy then filled her Master's glass without any further ado. Dinner progressed nicely but Nancy was aware of a couple of times when Sissies vibrator would go off but she never heard Sissy make any noise or bodily move to indicate it bothered or stimulated her. As Nancy was finishing the last sip of her wine her vibrator went of and she gasped, causing her to choke on the wine she was swallowing. "Oh gawd," she exclaimed as she recovered from her choking. "Oh, oh, ahhh," she moaned as she looked at her Master and smiled. "Time for tonight's lessons my dear. Sissy will clean the table and then join us in the den to help you. Please come this way," he said as he stood and turned toward the den. Her vibrator quit as she stood to follow him. She hurried to catch up to him and follow only a pace behind. 'He makes me wet and horny but seems to ignore it' she thought as she followed him to the den. Into the den they went and he turned to set on the end of the couch but as he did he took her hand and pulled her down into his lap. She sat on his lap, leaning her back into the arm of the couch and looked longingly into his eyes. She could feel her emotions build up in her body, she felt ready for most anything as long as it was erotic in nature. He kissed her. She responded. His tongue searched the inner depths of her mouth, under her tongue, against the roof of her mouth, intertwining with her tongue and searching for her tonsils. She gasped as he finished kissing her and said, "you have been such a bad girl this week I am going to enjoy punishing you" as his hand moved to her pussy. She gasped again as he inserted two fingers into her open vagina. She responded with "how have I been such a bad girl this week?" She had just finished saying that when he removed his two fingers from her moist pussy. "Here, clean your slut juice from my fingers while you think about how to answer your question. Keep in mind that if you don't answer to my satisfaction that I am going to put you across that spanking horse over there and use my belt on your butt until you remember all the things you did wrong this week." He put the two fingers in her mouth so she could suck them clean. Her eyes wide open as the full significance of what he had said registered in her mind. Thinking of what he could mean she began sucking the fingers with a passion, basking in the taste of her own pussy juice. She moaned as she sucked his fingers trying to review all this past week's events. The longer she sucked the more time she had to think or so she reasoned. She was enjoying the fingers but he soon pulled them out as he turned on her clit vibrator and put the fingers back in her hole. A finger moved up to try to find her g spot. She could only squirm and moan as he tortured her cunt causing her to feel the beginning of an orgasm build from inside her stomach and working outward. The fingers came out, the vibrator quit and she moaned, "fuck me now sir, please fuck me." "I promise you my love that I will fuck you when we go to bed tonight and not a moment before. Now we have a lot to cover before bedtime. You have a question to answer, then a period of punishment, then some training and depending on how well you learn your lessons there may be some more punishment. Then and only then can we go up to bed. So now tell me all the ways you were bad this week." She moaned in frustration and kicked her feet on the couch in protest but finally settled down to answer the question. "That little demonstration just earned you a trip over the spanking horse. Now answer the question" he announced. Her face scrunched up and she said, "no, please. I am sorry." She saw in his face that her plea had no affect on his intentions so she addressed the question, "well there was the four times I lost my Ben Wah balls. But I was good the rest of the week." "Wrong answer," he said. A long pause as she looked at him with shock on her face. "Don't give me that shocked look. Didn't I say you couldn't climax until this weekend?" He face still registered shock as she replied, "well yes." He replied, "maybe I have been too easy on you this week but I assure you when I say you can't climax then you better not climax. That is part of your training tonight but I would have thought you would recognize it as an offense, whether or not you were punished at the moment of transgression or not." His stern look began to make her concerned over how severe her punishment would be. She expected some but it was looking more like it would be long and severe. "Now suppose you recount the times you climaxed without permission." She stammered as she responded, "Ah, well, there were only a couple. Ah, there was the time when my vibrator went off on the way back from the cafeteria and I climaxed just as I got to your doorway." She paused, somewhat dumbfounded for further response. "So maybe you don't remember all the times you climaxed as I fucked you in the conference room?" he questioned her. "Well those don't count, what do you expect when you fuck me? I climax when I get fucked." She looked at him questioningly. "You climax when I tell you that you can," he said mater-of-factly. Her head bowed down as she thought of all the times she had climaxed while they fucked. Her buttocks tightened instinctively as she realized how sore she would be if he insisted on punishing her for each climax. "Those shouldn't really count, you shouldn't fuck me if you don't want me to climax so they are really your fault and not mine," she stubbornly commented. She immediately realized that her comment was a big blunder and she better not make him mad with any more retaliatory comments. "So now you're trying to make it my fault for you failing to get permission to climax. Is that what your saying?" he countered. She hung her head in defeat, knowing better than to continue this line of discussion she said, "no Master." She tried to soften him up by saying, "I will take whatever punishment you think I deserve." "And how about the time you climaxed when I was whipping your pussy?" he asked. "Yes sir." She acknowledged. She began, "but you let me get too excited, it felt so good." Her head still down she smoothed it over with, "yes Master I did climax without permission and I am sorry." "And how about the time when I held you upside down, I licked your clit while you sucked my cock. Didn't you climax two or three times then?" he recounted. She could feel her buttocks tense up; even her asshole was tightening up. How bad will this be she thought. Her whole body quivered as she responded as her mind thought of what she would have to endure tonight. She knew it would hurt but she also knew how horny it made her when she was whipped, especially on her butt. Snapping back to the matter at hand she responded, "Yes Master, it was many more than twice and again I am sorry." She began to realize that some time during this discussion he had slipped two fingers back into her cunt and was fucking her with them. It felt good but she also realized that a climax was starting from within and if he didn't stop soon she would climax again. "Oh, Master please stop or give this slut permission to climax." He removed the two fingers and inserted them into her mouth to clean as he said, "we are going to work on your avoiding climaxes without permission and Sissy will help you with that." For the first time she noticed Sissy kneeling at a full upright position off to the side of the couch. She hadn't even noticed when Sissy had appeared there. "But first you are going to have to learn the positions of a slave. You see the position Sissy is in now?" She kept sucking on his fingers and merely acknowledged by a nod. "This is called the slave's normal position. Sissy relax!" Sissy moved down so her buttock rested on her heals. "That is called the slave's relaxed position. "Sissy display," he commanded. Sissy stood upright, put her hands behind her neck and interlaced her fingers, put her elbows out at a 45-degree angle from her body. Nancy noticed how her chest was thrust forward and made her large breasts very prominent, her nipples were also erect. "This is the display position and is very important. You pull your elbows to the side thrusting your breasts forward; your pelvis should also be forward. This is the position I will put you in when I want someone to inspect you. You should feel proud that your master wants someone else to see his prized possession. If at all possible your nipples should be erect and your cunt be moist. How else is someone to recognize what a slut you can be if your not moist and ready for pleasure? Get up and inspect Sissy, see that her nipples are erect and her cunt is flowing with juice." Nancy hesitated not wanting to inspect Sissy, she wanted to get this over with and she had no interest in inspecting another woman. He gave her a little shove to make her get up off his lap. Nancy arose and moved toward Sissy, giving her a quick once over and turned to face her master. "Nancy, that is the biggest insult you can give me or my slave. When I put a slave on display for you I am seeking your approval that you like what you see. Now lightly feel and pinch her nipples." Nancy complied but hesitatingly. "Now put your fingers in her cunt to see how moist she is." Again Nancy complied but he could see she wasn't doing it willingly. "Now take your fingers and put them under your nose to smell the aroma of her juices." Nancy's face scowled but she did as she was told. "Now put them up to Sissy's mouth and let her clean them for you." Sissy immediately started sucking on Nancy's fingers and quickly had them cleaned. Nancy removed her fingers and looked to her master again for direction. "Now Nancy, I want you to assume the display position." Nancy stomped her foot and said, "I'm not gonna let this floozy put her fingers in my cunt." She turned her back to Sissy and stood there. The response was immediate, "Sissy get the medium cane and the cuffs." He watched as Sissy headed to the wall for the cane and wrist cuffs, Nancy turned to see what was happening. He looked at Nancy and almost shouted, "you are the slave here and don't get to choose what I do or don't do. Your comment is insubordination and demands immediate punishment. Now come over here." Sissy handed him the cane and cuffs as she headed to the other wall. He put the wrist cuffs on Nancy's arms and waited as Sissy brought the overhead chain around on the ceiling track to where Nancy stood. He hooked the cuffs together and then raised her arms above her head, hooking the cuffs to the hanging chain. Nancy stood there hooked and helpless dangling from the chain, standing on her tiptoes. "Nancy, I have been fairly lenient on you up until now but I will not tolerate insubordination as you will soon understand." He stood behind Nancy, who was to scared to say anything, drew back on the cane and swung full force, striking Nancy's butt cheeks mid way from top to bottom and evenly striking both. Nancy let out a howl from the pain and danced on her tiptoes, moving one leg out as if trying to run away from the pain. "OWWWW, oh gawd that hurt." She heard the cane swooshing through the air and felt the immediate pain of the second stroke hitting her buttocks just above the joint with her thighs. "OWWWWWW," she cried bursting into a tearful outcry as she again danced around trying to run away from the intense thrashing she was getting. A third swat from the cane caused similar acrobatics but she was unable to get away and the tears were now rolling down her cheeks. She started to say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Master .... ," but she was quickly told to shut up. A fourth, a fifth swat from the cane struck her bottom and she was helpless to do anything but wait for the next one. She began to think and hope that she would pass out from the pain but after the tenth stroke he told Sissy to let her down. Nancy stood there with her hands cuffed together in front of her so she couldn't rub her buttocks, which felt as if they were permanently damaged. She cried uncontrollably but stood in front of her master as he said, "Nancy I hope you have learned a valuable lesson that you are not to refuse anything your master tells you to do." She stood there crying and sniffling but managed to respond, "yes Master. Thank you for correcting me." Her head was down as she continued to cry, the pain not diminishing any and her unable to rub it. "Now we will try this again. Sissy, unhook her cuffs. Nancy you will move to the display position and you will not try to sooth your butt." Nancy put her hands behind her neck and interlaced her fingers. She moved her elbows to the 45 degree position but her head was still down. She stood there for what was going to happen next, her mind a mixed set of emotions. Was Sissy going to inspect her as she had done to Sissy? Was she going to have to lick Sissy's fingers as Sissy had done to hers? "Nancy!" came a voice from somewhere. Her mind came back to alert as she held her arms laced behind her head, her elbows out. "Nancy, come on now girl. This is serious, now pay attention and do your best because I won't always be as forgiving as tonight. Put your head up like you're proud to display yourself. Stick your pelvis out and show me those cute tits you have." Her mind sort of snapped back to what she was doing. She wanted him to be pleased with her. She lifted her head and looked him straight in the eyes, thrust her pussy forward and brought her elbows back a little more to force her tits out. She could feel her nipples start to become erect. Those erotic feelings started to come to the forefront of her mind. She just hoped that he wouldn't have Sissy inspect her but if he did she would show him she could endure it. He moved towards her and her mouth let out a sound letting him know she was glad it was him that was inspecting her. "That is better," he said as his hand took her breast and his palm grazed the nipple. Her nipples jumped to attention as she felt his smooth hand caress her breast. His hands moved to take a nipple in his fingers and roll the nipple. No tension but a nice steady pressure as he rolled her nipples. "Ahhh, oh," she moaned as he played with her nipples. She was beginning to feel ultra horny after the harsh caning she had gotten. She mentally fussed at him for not allowing her to sooth her butt after the punishment but said nothing. His hand then moved to her pelvis and slipped into her moist lips. She moaned a little as she spread her legs a little to give him better access to her cunt. He slipped two fingers into her love channel, moved them around. This caused a stir in her already aroused body. As he withdrew the two fingers she could see they glistened with her juices. The fingers rose to his nose and she watched as he inhaled deeply trying to get as much of the aroma as possible. Then the two fingers headed to her mouth. Her tongue was already out and her mouth open wide to receive the fingers. As the fingers moved into her mouth her lips sealed around them and she eagerly sucked them clean. There was a loud popping noise when he pulled the fingers back; she had created quite a suction. Nancy and Her Boss Ch. 03 "That is better," he said. "But just so you aren't tempted to be so stubborn any more tonight I think you need to wear these." With that he took the two chains that hung from her collar, the ones with the nipple clamps and put the clamps on her nipples. "Maybe these should be a little tighter than before," he said as he adjusted the tension on them. "Ahhhhhh, oh, oh no, please Master, they are too tight," she cried out in pain. "You let me be the judge of that young lady. Just remember they are that tight because you had to be so uncooperative. Now how about we practice. Move to your normal position." Nancy released his hand and moved to a kneeling position, fully upright. He moved behind her and looked, then with the cane he tapped her sore behind and said, "thrust your pelvis out more." He moved around front and used the cane to tap on her nipple clamps saying, "take a breath so your tits are out more." She winced in pain as the cane played with the clamps. "Very good, now show me the relaxed position" he said. Nancy was already tense from having been in the normal position trying to thrust her pelvis and chest out so she quickly sat on her heals. She jumped up a little as the pain from her buttocks rocked her body. Her butt was very sore so she lowered herself to almost sitting on her heals, this was agonizing to hold but she couldn't put any weight on her butt. He didn't fail to notice this difficulty she was having and smiled. He paused for a while letting her strain trying not to put any weight on her butt. Finally he announced, "Ok, now come back to the display position." With a great deal of difficulty Nancy was able to stand without causing her butt to sustain any weight. She came to an upright standing position, feet eighteen inches apart, hands laced behind her head and elbows at a 45-degree angle. Her pelvis was out and she took a deep breath so her chest was out. Her nipples were already clamped in the erect position. In a slightly sadistic mood he played with her nipples to see how much discomfort he could inflict. Then he turned on her clit vibrator and inserted two fingers in her cunt. He heard moans from her but she stood still as his fingers gathered up plenty of moisture from her twat. Finally he turned off the vibrator and put the two fingers to his nose. He smelled them once and then twice before he moved them to her mouth to be cleaned. Again her mouth was as good as a vacuum cleaner and there was a loud popping noise as he withdrew the fingers. "Very good. I am impressed," he said. He could see the smile break out on her face but when his eyes met hers she stopped smiling, afraid that it wasn't allowed on display. "Sissy, show her punishment position," he commanded. Sissy immediately moved to his side and bent at the waist with her hands hanging from her shoulders. "This is the position a slave takes when about to be given a mild punishment for a minor transgression. Now take careful note on this position as you will no doubt be assuming it frequently this weekend." She could see his smile as he said this but she had no doubt that he was correct about it. "Next we will move to the discipline position. This is the position a slave takes when she is about to be disciplined and won't be allowed to move any during the discipline. Sissy assume the discipline position please." Sissy move a little to the side of her master and again bent at the waist but this time she grasped her ankles as if holding on for dear life. "Nancy I want you to observe closely that Sissy will not move no matter what happens." With that he turned a little and let loose with the cane cracking Sissy across the middle of the buttocks. Sissy stayed in position neither moving nor making a sound and Nancy knew how painful that must have been. Again he drew back the cane and let loose with a swat that crossed both thighs at the joint between the thighs and buttocks. The cane made a loud noise as it hit but Nancy could only detect the slightest of movement in Sissy and not a sound came from her mouth. "Thank you Sissy, you may put this cane back now." He handed her the cane as she stood. Nancy watched as Sissy took the cane and put it back, she rubbed her butt as she was returning to assume her normal position. "Did you notice that Sissy hardly moved when I delivered those blows with the cane?" he asked Nancy. "Yes Master," she replied still standing in her display position. "Good, because I expect you to follow her example when in that position," he announced. "Now let's move on to a more pleasant part of your training. Orgasm control." "Sissy, please bring me the thin rosewood paddle from the shelf," he said as he turned to Nancy and told her, "come with me." A panicked look came over Nancy's face as he led her to the spanking horse. She pulled back as he got close but his arm grasped hers and pulled her towards it. "But Master my butt is still so sore from the caning you gave me. Please can we postpone this until tomorrow?" "I'm afraid not my dear, remember I said you were going to be punished for all those climaxes you had without permission, not to mention the dropping of the Ben Wah balls. Then we will be moving on to climax control after the spanking." Nancy started to cry, "but Master you know how horny I get when you spank me, how do you expect me to concentrate on climax control when my body will be craving cock?" "Oh yes, I forgot you became a cock slut when you get spanked. And as I remember it you climax every time a cock is forced into your butt hole too. I guess the whore in you comes to the surface when you are whipped," he said with a smile. "I guess we will have to teach you to overcome that urge then. It will seem a little strange punishing you with a whipping which makes you a cock slut and trying to convince you that if you cum you will be whipped until you are horny enough to cum at the drop of a hat. That does seem to be a dilemma. How about this, I'll wait to spank you until we go to bed and then I will fuck you right after spanking you. You may be able to sleep after that although I suspect it will be on your tummy. Is that good for you Nancy?" he sarcastically questioned. She thought he was being serious but after thinking about it she said, "No, I'll take my spanking now so I have some recovery time before bed." He had her standing at the spanking horse so she couldn't see his smirk at her answer. "Sissy, bring the ankle cuffs too" he said but he turned to see Sissy standing there with the paddle and ankle cuffs already. "Good girl," he commented. His hand went to Nancy's shoulder and pressed her forward indicating she should bend over the spanking horse. She bent at the waist and leaned over the horse until her hands could touch the floor. She was on her tiptoes and her abdomen was lying on the padded horse. Her wrist cuffs were locked to the legs of the horse, and then her legs were spread wide so her ankles could be cuffed to the other legs of the horse. "Now Nancy, this is going to hurt but it should serve as a reminder to you that you cannot climax without permission. It should help you in a few minutes when you are about to climax and you know you either stop the climax or get spanked again. Sissy will give you some guidance on how to hold off your climax. The question now is how many swats with the paddle should I give you for all those times when you climaxed without permission. Have you got an answer Nancy?" he asked. "No sir," she admitted. Then he turned to Sissy and asked, "how many should she get?" Sissy thought and said, "I'm not sure Master. You give me twenty with the cane if I do but the paddle isn't as bad as the cane so it should be more than twenty. But since she has not been trained to prevent a climax it shouldn't be that many until after she is trained. Maybe five for each unauthorized climax." Nancy heard all this and began to realize that Sissy was being generous to her in her decision of five. Of course Nancy quickly thought of all the times she climaxed and tried to multiply by five and realized how sore and horny she would be by the end of it. In fact she might even climax during the spanking as she had seen Sissy do earlier this evening. "Five it is then," he announced. "How many is that all together Nancy?" he asked. "Oh Master, I am not sure, maybe a hundred. But I am not sure if I can take that many without climaxing while you spank. You know how horny I get being spanked." Nancy was almost in tears just thinking of one hundred swats with the paddle. "Tell you what, we'll go slow. In fact we will go slow enough that after each swat you can count and tell me thank you and ask for another swat. How is that?" he smirked. "That is terrible. What happens when I start crying and can't speak?" she responded. "We can take small breaks. Now let's begin. Each swat you count then say 'thank you master I deserved that, please give me another to make me a better slave.' Do you understand?" he instructed her. Before giving her a chance to answer he delivered the first swat to the upper portion of her right butt cheek. "Owww, damn. One, thank you master I deserved that, please give me another to make me be a better slave." Her body jerked as she fought the restraints but was unable to move. The second swat landed on the bottom of her right cheek just above the crease that joined the butt to the thigh. "Owww, Ouch, that hurt. Two, thank you master I deserved that, please give me another to make me be a better slave." And so it went, his swats moving around on her butt from cheek to cheek, from top to bottom. Around the tenth swat he realized she wasn't really hurting enough so he started a swat to her upper thigh. This hurt intensely and she started to cry after a few of these. As he moved the swats around it was about every fifth swat that landed on her thigh. About the 4th time her thigh got hit she was bawling terribly and could hardly speak. They took a break for her to recover a little but soon resumed. When she got to ninety he started to deliver swats only to her thighs. As he hit her thigh she would cry out terribly in pain, then count and thank him but she was constantly trying to move her legs to avoid the painful swat to follow. At 100 he released her from the restraints and she rose to a standing position but she couldn't stand without help. He turned her towards him and held her against his body as she recovered. As she stopped crying she whispered into his ear, "you enjoyed my punishment too much. And Sissy probably enjoyed it too much. Can you imagine how horny I am? Just a touch to my cunt and I will go off without permission again. Are you going to spank me again for that?" He noted that this time she didn't refer to Sissy in some derogatory descriptor so he calmly said, "yes you get spanked every time you cum without permission but Sissy and I are here to train you to hold off your climax. But I know your horny now so you are allowed to have one climax during your training without punishment. I advise you to hold off as long as you can before using your freebie. Now can you stand on your own so we can begin training." He looked at Sissy and said, "bring the sling over to the middle of the room." As Sissy walked to the edge of the room he watched Nancy's reaction. He could tell she was nervous so he placed his hand on her punished butt cheek, giving a little squeeze, as he whispered in her ear, "my little slut must be very horny to begin her training." "Oh yes master I am very horny and so afraid that you will make me cum without permission. Master, please, I don't want to disappoint you and cum without permission but I am afraid I won't be able to help it" she leaned back into his body as his hand continued to caress her bottom. "Sissy will be here to help you. She is an expert in avoiding climax so she will help you as much as she can. Listen to her and try to do what she tells you" he said into her ear. The warm breathe from his mouth causing her to quiver and develop goose bumps on her entire body. Sissy brought the sling over to where they were standing. Nancy eyed it and saw it was shaped like and X with supports at each end as well as one on either side of the center. Sissy guided Nancy to the sling and had her lay on her back, spreading her arms and legs in an X shape. Her hands were strapped at the wrist, her legs strapped at the ankle. She now lay on the sling in a very exposed and vulnerable way. Her cunt was exposed; legs wide apart and her labia lips were wide open, partially because she was so horny. The nipple clips were still pinching her nipples and there was little blood in them now. He reached over and removed the clips, her nipples started to puff up as blood shot into them. There was a lot of pain with it but Nancy could feel the pain turning to pleasure as it shot down to excite her cunt. "Oh Master, it hurts but my cunt is getting so hot. I am going to cum, is it ok if I cum now Master, please let me cum." Sissy moved to her ear and said "Mistress, you must concentrate on something so you can ignore the feeling. Think about all the boring things you do at work, how you hate it sometimes." This seemed to help Nancy until he turned on the clit vibrator. Her pelvis shot up the moment the vibrator came to life and she said, "Oh no. Oh, oh, I know I am going to cum any second now." Again Sissy whispered in her ear, "concentrate on something but the feeling in your body. Think of your last auto accident and how upset you were, how mad you were." The vibrator stopped and Nancy let out a groan of relief saying, "thank goodness." Sissy watched as he reached over to tweak her aching nipples. It was like an electric shock ran from nipple to clit. Her body jolted as her pelvis again moved up in response to the feeling in her clit. Sissy continued to whisper in her ear and give her ideas on how to avoid the climax but her pelvis kept moving up and down as if she were humping some invisible object. Finally it was too much for her and she let out a moan as she climaxed. "Ahhhh, Master I am cuming, I am so sorry Master. Ahhhh, cummmming, ahhh." He watch her orgasm with a smile on his face. Sissy bent by her ear and could say nothing that could help. Nancy noticed Sissy had a look of pure dismay, perhaps a look of sorrow for her unauthorized climax. Nancy thought she saw a tear of sorrow in Sissy's eye. He said, "ok, I guess we will have to try again. Nancy, pay attention to Sissy she can avoid an orgasm for hours so learn from her." Nancy puffed up and boldly said, "easy for you to say. I am the one being teased not her. How can anyone not climax when they are teased that much?" "Ok Nancy, if you think that let me do the same to Sissy that I do to you and see how long she can last. How is that?" he asked. Nancy wasn't too sure about that but she reasoned that at least if Sissy had the same done to her it would be a fair comparison on how well Sissy could resist an orgasm. She finally said, "that sounds fair to me." Her body was now calmed down from her climax and she thought she could resist another using Sissy's hints. "Sissy, go get your nipple clips," he said. Sissy headed off to get then and quickly returned. He connected the chain to her collar and then put the clips on her erect nipples. Nancy heard Sissy groan and a gasp as she sucked in air as the clamps pinched her nipples. Nancy thought it wasn't fair because she hadn't had her nipples pinched for an hour before being released but said nothing. He came over to Nancy and put her clamps back on her nipples. Nancy groaned and gasped as she tried to squirm on her sling but she was too restrained to move. Next he took a vibrator and inserted it into Sissy's cunt. As it went in slowly Sissy whispered in Nancy's ear, "remember to concentrate .. ahhh .. on .. ahhh .. something else." Then Nancy felt the vibrator slip into her cunt. Her pelvis moved up to thrust against the invading object. She gasped but began thinking about anything that would help her lose thoughts of how good it felt with her stuffed twat. As he turned the end of the vibrator up to its highest setting she saw him reach over to turn Sissy's vibrator up to full. She lay there noticing the erotic feelings moving up her body and she knew she needed to concentrate on something to keep the orgasm away. "Concentrate on work, think about having to stand at the copier for hours making some copies for one of those dull meetings," Sissy whispered in her ear. "Think how boring it can be." Nancy couldn't believe how this worked. Why was Sissy helping her like this? Was Sissy going to get punished too, if she failed to help her resist climaxing? Did Sissy really want to help her? Nancy thought back to the tears of sorrow in Sissy's eye when she had an orgasm without permission. They worked at this for what seemed like several hours but in reality was only about 2 hours. Each time he would do something to drive Nancy close to climax Sissy would whisper something in her ear to give her the strength to avoid climax. True to his word everything he did to Nancy he did to Sissy and they both avoided climax until the end of Nancy's training session for the night. As Nancy was released from her restraints she could hear the hum of more than one vibrator. As Sissy helped Nancy up from the sling she could hear the clit vibrator going strong but she heard something else. Nancy soon realized that the nipple clamps on Sissy had vibrators on them and they were buzzing quite loudly. As both girls stood before their Master he reached over and pulled the dildo from Nancy's swollen cunt and then from Sissy. As he removed it from Sissy he slowly and deliberately moved it across her clit vibrator sending Sissy into a groaning and verbal climax. "Oh gawd, ahhhh, oh Master I am so sorry, AHHH I am cummming," Sissy yelled out. "That will cost you Sissy. That will cost you dearly," he told her. "Yes Master, I understand and will accept whatever you choose to do to me. I am so sorry. I just wasn't prepared for that last tap on my clit vibrator and lost my control." "Yes. That is going to cost you a night in the barn tomorrow night. I think maybe I will let Nancy join you," he commented. "Nooooo, please Master. Nooooo, not that. Please Master, I beg of you. I'll do anything but please not that." Nancy was taking this all in and began to wonder what would happen to her in the barn and why was Sissy so afraid of it. "Sissy you know better than to beg like that, you'll do anything I say anyway. Now since you don't want to spend the night in the barn suppose I just put you over the spanking horse and whip you for a while. I warn you though, if you cum while I am spanking you'll be spending the night in the barn anyway. Are we clear Sissy?" Her head bowed, she replied, "yes Master." Nancy could see tears streaming down her cheeks and guessed Sissy was afraid she would cum from the spanking just as she did earlier in the evening. "Sissy go over to the wall and bring me the large cane – the one you hate so much – and the pussy whip." By now Sissy's head was hung low and her shoulders were even bent forward as if she had already lost the challenge to not cum during her whipping. Never saying a word she got the cane and pussy whip, handed them to her Master and walked to the spanking horse in a totally defeated manner. She lay across the horse, attached her ankles and left wrist to the latches and awaited the remaining latch to be connected for her.