3 comments/ 37173 views/ 8 favorites You Be The Judge By: suburbanperv Marginally successful does not immediately come to mind when ranking the Eclipse Company. In fact, it has been consistently ranked as the #1 provider of social networking products and mobile device applications long before mobile technologies were popular to consumers. It's overwhelming success is due mostly in part to the leadership of Eclipse's Chief Executive, Steven Pattbum. Eclipse employees are some of the most dedicated and hardworking in the industry. What's his secret? Mr. Pattbum is widely known as a motivator, an educator, a leader, and most of all unorthodox. If there is one lesson to be learned from Mr. Pattbum's leadership style...it is accountability. This is a story of how failure can lead to success through accountability. His methods are "out of the box" for sure, but that is perhaps the foundation of his success? You be the judge. It was 8am Monday morning. Monday mornings mean one thing at Eclipse..."Weekly Check-In". Weekly Check-In is mandatory for Mr. Pattbum's team and everyone is expected to be prepared to brief status on all projects. Weekly Check-In sets the stage for planned work for the week and ends in an agreement on productivity expectations and applicable metrics. Weekly Check-In also serves as a forum to determine if metrics are being met. Krista Laight was Mr. Pattbum's newest employee. She had been with Eclipse for no more than 3 weeks. Her work products are consistently good, but she is always late and frequently misses Monday Check-In. Mr. Pattbum's pet peeve is missing Check-In. It was Monday at 10am when Krista finally showed up. Krista knew she had missed Check-In again and that Mr. Pattbum would not be thrilled. As she entered her office, she weaved her way through the matrix of cubicles very quietly in the hopes that nobody would hear or see her. She quickly sat down at her desk and logged on. She knew once she logged on, he would see that she was available. Minutes after, an IM popped up from Mr. Pattbum. "Hello Krista! Hope you had a great weekend. If you would, please come to my office at 10:30. Thanks." Krista was a little bit nervous, knowing that he doesn't like anyone missing Monday mornings. She did have an excuse though! Heavy traffic on inbound lanes this morning was much heavier than usual and her phone battery stopped holding a charge for some reason..so she couldn't call in to the conference bridge either. She thought to herself..."He'll be fine about this. He seems very reasonable. I'm sure he'll understand." Krista began working diligently as she normally does...once she's actually working. Low and behold, she lost track of time. It was 10:35. An IM popped up again from Mr. Pattbum. "Hello? Krista? Are you coming to my office? We had a 10:30 remember?" Krista lost track of time. Mr. Pattbum is a very calm, collected, and kind person. But he is also demanding. Little did Krista know, his second pet peeve is tardiness! Whoops. Krista made her way through the matrix to his corner suite. His door was open. Krista walked in to see him behind his desk...typing away. "Ah Krista. Great! Come in please. And close the door behind you if you don't mind." Krista closed the door. Mr. Pattbum got up from his desk and made his way to the roundtable in his suite and sat down. "Please. Come sit. Let's talk a bit". Krista walked toward the roundtable. Mr. Pattbum thought to himself..."Well...at least she understands the dress code here!" She was very nicely dressed. A grey penciled skirt...a few inches above the knee. Lovely sheer black stockings and classic pumps. Very nice blouse..slightly unbuttoned...a string of pearls and flowing curls. Very professional yet sexy! A definite plus. "So..Krista." He folds his hands and smiles. "Tell me. Now that you've been with us for 3 weeks, how do you like it here? Are you settling in?" She was taken aback. What? No yelling? Screaming? Throwing papers with a red face? Little did she know, this was not at all his style. Anger is the worst form of motivation. He wasn't angry. He knew she needed some "motivation". "Well, Steve. I really like it here. Everyone has been very helpful and accommodating and have welcomed me to the team. I'm settling in nicely here I think. All except for my phone. I think they gave me one with a bad battery or something. Its been acting up for 2 weeks now!" she said. "I see. Well Krista. I'm glad to hear that my team has welcomed you. I really feel that a foundation to our success as company is our collaborative culture. I have instilled a philosophy here that instills confidence and accountability. My teams are empowered to make decisions and earn results. They are empowered to succeed. Most of all, they are held accountable for their actions." Mr. Pattbum was cool as a cucumber. It was obvious that he was not angry. Not upset. It was obvious that this was not his first rodeo. "Krista..tell me. Are you aware of our Monday Check-In meetings?" "Yes. I am aware. I know I haven't actually been to one yet. Its not that I purposefully have been ignoring them. For some reason, unforeseen circumstances seem to always arise for me on Mondays! I'm sure you know what I mean." Mr. Pattbum smiles and chuckles. He shifts around in his seat a little. "Well Krista. Actually no. I understand that from time to time, folks are going to miss one. I get that. But three in a row is a red flag for me. The reason I called you in here this morning is to try and understand why you have been missing Check-In and also to discuss ways that I may be able to help you improve." Krista clears her throat. "I see" she says. "I do feel that the rest of the team here is committed to Check-In and actively participate on a weekly basis. It is mandatory that you attend. If you cannot attend in person, there is always a webex and conference bridge available." "Well Sir. I don't want to get off on the wrong foot here. I had every intention of getting here this morning in time to be in person and I ran into traffic on the freeway and my phone was not working." "I see Krista. That would have been ok with me had you not missed two Check-Ins prior to today. I want you to understand that excuses are not the remedy here. I want you to make an effort to be here on time and to be here every Monday for Check-In. Perhaps leaving your house earlier would lessen the chance of traffic impacting your arrival time here. " "Yes. Of course. That makes sense to me!" She said. He smiles."Excellent. In the meantime, I will see to it that you have a new phone before you leave here today. Ok?" "Yes! That would be great. Thank you." She says. Mr. Pattbum stands up grinning and walks to the door and opens it. He walks out briefly. Krista begins to gaze around the room at his office. His walls are adorned with all sorts of industry awards...pictures of him with dignitaries and executives from many industries. He even has a picture of himself with Donald Trump...looks like they were playing golf together or something. "Impressive"..she thinks to herself. Just then he returns. "Well...ok...check with Jane, my assistant, before you leave and she will arrange for a phone. Ok?" "Ok. Great. Thanks so much!" she says. "You're quite welcome Krista. Let's plan on meeting again next Monday at 10:30 after the Check-In. I want to know how you are doing" he says. "Ok." she says. "Great" He says. Krista walks out thinking to herself. Ok..well...that wasn't so bad. She makes her way back to her cube. Everyone around her is diligently working. Happy...content..and motivated. Krista is none of those things. A week goes by. She is constantly having trouble getting up on time. The snooze bar is her best friend it seems. Sunday night, she sets her alarm for one hour earlier. She is determined to make it to Check-In. She falls asleep soundly. She awakens to sunlight through her shades. She opens her eyes and yawns and checks the clock. 8:15am. "OH SHIT!!" She's done it again. She bolts out of bed and into the shower. Luckily, she had laid out her clothes the night before. She purposefully chose her nicest work attire knowing she would be meeting Mr. Pattbum again. She was already missing Check-In so she decided to at least look nice for her meeting. She dresses in a black skirt, silk blouse, and sheer black stockings and classic pumps. She scurries off to the office. When she arrives, everyone else is still in the conference room. She sits down to her desk and logs in. Just as she's settled, everyone returns from Check-In. Krista is mortified. She thinks to herself whether she will be fired. She already had one warning...from Mr. Pattbum himself. She waits nervously for 10:30. She makes her way to his corner suite at 10:25 to wait outside. She is sitting in the reception area. Her legs are crossed...butterflies in her stomach...wondering what is going to happen. Wondering if she is going to still have a job. Just as she's thinking that, he walks out of his office to Jane's desk. "Ah! Ms. Laight. It must be 10:30. Excellent!" he says with a smile. She is very nervous. She grins, uncrosses her legs and walks with him into his office. He closes the door behind him. He motions for her to have a seat. She complies with no hesitation. He clears his throat. "Ms. Laight. As you are aware, you were to come here today at 10:30 as we had discussed last week to discuss your progress for the week" he says calmly looking at her with intent. "Yes Sir. That is correct" she says. "And as you recall Ms. Laight, I suggested to you last week that you set your alarm 1 hour early to avoid being late and missing the Monday Check-In" he says. "Yes Sir. I remember" she says. "Well Ms. Laight, evidently that did not work. I don't even really want to know why you missed the meeting today. I only want to discuss with you how you will be held accountable. Doesn't that sound fair?" he said. "Well, yes. It sounds fair Mr. Pattbum. If I may say so Sir, this time it really wasn't my fault" she said. Mr. Pattbum smiles. "I see Ms. Laight. I see. I want you to remember. I have empowered you to be the best you can be so that you may excel in your position here in my company. I've given you an opportunity to correct your deficiencies and even pulled strings to get you a new phone in a matter of hours. The rest was up to you and you did not deliver" he said. "Yes Sir" she said. "Ms. Pattbum, I can only do so much for my employees before I must consider whether I am wasting my time. Am I wasting my time with you Ms. Laight?" he said inquisitively. Krista's stomach is in knots. Butterflies..sweaty palms...shaky voice. She thinks to herself "here it comes...I'm going to get fired if I don't think on my feet here! "Mr. Pattbum, I am very very sorry for missing today's meeting Sir. I realize that talk is cheap and I haven't lived up to your expectations here. Isn't there something I can do to change your mind. Perhaps another chance?" she says. Mr. Pattbum looks down knodding his head. Thinking about it. "You know Ms. Laight. I had high hopes for you here in this company. Your resume was outstanding. So far, you have not delivered. I typically don't give second chances because there is far too much talent out there to waste my time with second chances. But in your case, I am willing to make an exception if you agree completely with my terms going forward" he says. Krista is relieved. The job market is really tough right now. She could very well be on the street if she lost this job. "Yes Sir! I will do anything for another chance" she says. "Very well then Ms. Laight. My terms cannot be discussed at the moment. I have an important client coming at noon and I need to prepare. Come back to my office at 6pm sharp and we'll talk" "Yes Sir. 6pm it is" she says. Krista leaves and heads back to her cube. She is completely wrapped up in what she just agreed to. She cannot for the life of her think what his terms are going to be. She has butterflies. 6pm--- Mr. Pattbum's door is closed. Krista taps lightly on the door. "Come in Krista. Please close the door behind you. " He says Krista opens the door. He is standing at the window of his corner suite..gazing out over the Manhattan skyline. Without saying a word, he begins lowering the shades of his windows. Krista is standing nervously in front of his desk. Wringing her hands and biting her lower lip. She feels like a kid in the principal's office. Mr. Pattbum is silent, calm and collected. "Sit down Krista" he says motioning his hand at the chair in front of his desk. Krista sits down and crosses her legs and folds her hands in her lap. He walks around to the front of his desk. And sits on the edge and folds his hand in his lap. The silence is deafening. "Krista I have decided to give you second chance here. I will say you are the first here to have ever gotten a second chance. As you know, I don't play games. I hire performers. Are you going to be a performer Krista?" "Yes! Yes, I will improve" she says "No. That's not what I asked you. Are you going to be a performer here Krista?" he says "Yes. I will be a performer here" she says. "Good. I will tell you that a quality of a good performer is respect for leadership. As a sign of respect Krista, I expect you to refer to me as "Sir" when spoken to. Is that clear?" he says calmly. "Yes Sir" she says. "Good. Now I know that you have obviously been struggling here. Seemingly struggling to keep up with the pace of work here and certainly struggling with attendance at Check-In. I think what you need in your life is discipline. You need to be held accountable at a whole other level. I have an alternative plan for you Krista. You and I are going to have our own "Check-In" every Monday evening" he said "Our own Check-In Sir?" she says "Yes Krista. You see, you need discipline. Wouldn't you agree? Don't you think that some form of punishment should be administered for missing my Check-Ins and being constantly late?" he says She squirms in her chair. She has butterflies in her stomach and her palms begin to sweat. "Yes Sir" she says. He walks around to the side of her chair and holds out his hand. She places her hand in his and she stands up. He stands in front of her calm and collected. "You, young lady, are going to get a spanking. I believe that corporal punishment will serve you well. Every Monday evening will be our little Check-In. Every Monday evening you and I will meet to evaluate your performance and you will be held accountable. Is that clear?" Her hands were shaking. Butterflies. "Yes Sir" she said. "Good. Every Monday at 6pm you are going to come to my office. When you arrive, you will close my blinds and close and lock the door. You will stand in front of my desk and wait for me to address you. I will then tell you how I think you have performed for the week. When I am finished, you will apologize for your performance and politely ask me for a spanking. Is that clear young lady?" he says. "Yes Sir. But what if I perform well?" she asks. "Ah well, of course you won't be spanked in that case. However, nobody is perfect my dear. And you aren't the only one with their own Check-In. I can assure you of that." He says with a smile. "Hmph" she says...with a sexy pout. "Are you getting pouty with me Ms Laight?" he asks "No Sir" she says. He walks slowly behind her. He places his hand on her hip and slides his fingers under the waist band of her skirt. He unbuttons and unzips her skirt. He pulls it down to the floor. "You won't be needing this for the rest of the evening. Step out please." She steps out of her skirt. Without being told, she bends down and picks it up and folds it nicely on the chair. "Take off your blouse Ms. Laight" he commands "Yes Sir" She slowly unbuttons her blouse. Letting it fall off her shoulders. She lays it on the chair with her skirt. Mr. Pattbum places his hand on his chin with approval. "Ms. Laight. I must commend you. You have excellent taste" he says. She is standing in his office wearing a very lovely black garter belt and sheer black nylons. Her bra and panties are matching. Exquisite. Her breasts are full and natural. She takes care of her body and it shows. "Thank you Sir" "When you come to my office for your Check-In, I want you to close the blinds and lock my door. I want you to remove your skirt and blouse and stand at my desk ready to listen to your evaluation. Is that clear Ms. Laight?" "Yes Sir" "Good" He sits on the edge of his desk. Admiring her beauty. "What do you have to say for yourself Ms. Laight? Hmm?" "I'm sorry Sir" she says "Sorry for what Ms. Laight?" "I'm sorry for being late and missing the Check-In" she says "And?" he says She looks at him. She's not sure what to say. "Remember Ms. Laight. You are to ask me politely for a spanking" he says "....um....may I please be spanked for missing Check-In Sir?" "Yes you may" he says. He walks around behind her as she is standing in front of his desk. She can feel him next to her. His chest against her side. She feels his fingers gently glide down her back. His other hand on her hip. She reacts with goose bumps. She feels his hand glide over the waist band of her panties and over her bottom. He squeezes her cheek gently. Gives is a gentle pat. "Now Ms. Laight. I want you to count each one and say Thank you Sir after each" "Yes Sir" she says He smacks her ass. It jiggles slightly under the material of her panties. "One. Thank you Sir" He smacks her ass again. This time a little harder. "Two. Thank you sir" He caresses her bottom over her panties. He commences and delivers three more smacks on her bottom. Each a little harder than the other. She thanks him politely. He caresses her ass and gently squeezes. "Yes Ms. Laight. I can see this is already having an effect on you. Hmm?" he says "Yes Sir" she says He pulls her closer to him. She can feel his breath on her neck. He whispers in her ear.... "Are you naughty Ms. Laight?" he whispers She trembles. Her ass is stinging slightly...pink and warm. "Yes Sir. I am naughty" she says "Yes. And what do naughty girls get Ms. Laight?" he asks "Naughty girls get spankings Sir" she says "Yes they do Ms. Laight. Naughty girls get spankings on their bare bottom. Pull your panties down Ms. Laight" he says Trembling with excitement, she complies. She slowly pulls her panties down to her thighs. "Very good. Now we're getting somewhere. Hmm?" he asks "Yes Sir" she says He begins spanking her on the bare bottom standing up in the middle of his office with her panties down to her thighs. He delivers ten smacks alternating each cheek. She consumes each smack with eagerness. She embraces the sting and counts each one. Her ass is stinging and pink and warm. He gently caresses her ass. Feeling the warmth. "Am I getting through to you Ms. Laight?" he asks. She clears her throat. "Yes Sir" she says He stands next to her. His chest against her. She can feel his erect cock pressing against her leg through his slacks. His fingers placed gently on her stomach..he drags them down to her belly button and slowly over her clit. He slides his finger slowly over her clit parting her labia. She is wet. "My my Ms. Laight. I see you are enjoying your punishment. Hmm?" he says She does everything she can not to instinctively grind on his finger. "Yes Sir. I like to be held accountable" she says in a trembling voice "I see that" he chuckles. "Take off your bra and step out of your panties" he commands She complies without hesitation. He gently traces his fingertips down her cleavage and gently tickles her nipples with his fingertips. You Be The Judge "All I want is a little privacy so I can work on my tan without any tan-lines," Heather groused to herself. Well hardly any, she would have admitted, as she'd kept the bottom half of her bathers on. One never knew who might wander past, after all. Heather was young and exuberant, wanting to greet summer with a decent tan, and this late spring day had seemed perfect for it. She'd shot down to the beach, finding it practically deserted, probably due to the fact that it was the middle of the week. If it hadn't been for that car driving through the front of the shop, she'd be working too, instead of having a couple of days off while the mess was sorted out. Paid leave, too, as her boss was charging the idiot driver's insurance company. Wandering around, Heather had found a nicely secluded spot, grassy rather than sandy, which suited her down to the ground. She'd stripped down to her bather bottoms, spread her towel, and laid down to accept the sun. Now there was this interruption. She could hear some people approaching, and it sounded as though they were going to pass nearby. Hastily donning her bather's top, she settled back down to wait for the intruders to pass by. A few moments later a couple of men strolled into view. They were youngish, about her age, nineteen or twenty, not bad looking, seeming reasonably fit. They'd obviously been swimming as they were both still damp. They were also arguing between themselves, both apparently certain that they were the superior in whatever the subject was. Heather preened slightly as the two young men passed, knowing they were throwing appreciative glances her way. They'd passed her and were heading elsewhere when one of them suddenly stopped, at the same time throwing a glance back at Heather while arresting his mate's progress. "Instead of arguing about this, why don't we get an impartial opinion?" said the man who had initially stopped, jerking her head in Heather's direction. "What, from her?" asked the second. "Why not from her? Do you see anyone else around?" The second man seemed to be looking around, while nodding his head. "You've got a point. There is no-one else around. I guess we can get her to be the judge." The two men retraced their steps, approaching Heather who was watching them, curious as to what the little exchange had been about. "Hi, I'm Alex," said one. "This is James. Jimmy to his friends." Heather nodded to them. "Alex, James. I'm Heather." "Make it Jimmy," said the second man. "We were hoping you could settle a little argument for us." "Um, I guess that depends on what it's about," temporised Heather. "I may not be any sort of judge." "Oh, don't worry about that. You'll be the perfect judge," Alex told her. "You see, Jimmy and I have completely different love making styles, so it seems to us that if we both make love to you, you'll be able to judge which one of us was better." Heather blinked. "He has to be kidding!" she thought, shocked. "Ah, no, I don't think I'm willing to judge that sort of contest," she told Alex, wondering if she should start running. The way they were now standing over her, she wondered if she'd be able to. "Don't be difficult," said Jimmy. "There's no-one else around we can ask, so it'll have to be you. You're not a virgin, are you?" "That's irrelevant," snapped Heather. "I just have no interest in having either of you make love to me, let alone both." "Don't be an idiot, Jimmy," Alex drawled. "Of course she'd not a virgin. As soon as I mentioned making love to her she looked right at our groins to see what we were offering. She's just playing hard to get. She'll do it." "The hell I will," snapped Heather. "I suggest the pair of you get moving before I start screaming." "Scream away," suggest Alex. "In case you weren't listening properly, we just said there's no-one else around. Just us. Aren't you lucky?" Before Heather's shocked eyes Alex dropped his shorts, at which Jimmy laughed and followed suit. The pair of them were now towering over her, naked and erect and ready for their little contest. "I'm first," said Alex, "as it was my idea. Help me strip her." Both men dropped to their knees, reaching for Heather. Jimmy grabbed her arms and pulled them over her head, holding them there, while Alex quickly stripped off her bathing costume, pulling the bottoms down and off, them pushing the top up off her breasts and then over her head. With a laugh, Jimmy grabbed the top and pulled it along her arms and off, tossing it to the side. While Jimmy continued to hold Heather's arms above her head, Alex knelt next to her, a hand firmly placed on her stomach to stop her thrashing about and his other hand on her mouth to stop her squealing and yelling. "Now listen," Alex told her. "You know what we're going to do. If you fight and struggle, it won't make any difference to us, but you might get hurt. You'll find it a lot easier if you just relax and let it happen. I will admit it will make it easier for us as well, but we'll still have you, fighting or not. Now are you going to be sensible?" Furious, Heather had to admit to his logic. There was no way she could stop these two oafs. All she could do was lie there and let them have their fun. With a bit of luck it would be over fast. She turned her head away, refusing to answer, but Alex could sense her resignation. Alex eased Heather's legs apart. To her surprise, and apparent to Jimmy's as well, Alex didn't immediately start to take her. Instead, he rubbed her lips gently, stroking along them, teasing her pussy. "What are you doing, man," asked Jimmy. "Scared of putting yourself to the test?" "Be reasonable, Jimmy," returned Alex. "She's a bit nervous and not ready. I'm just turning on the engine before we start to race it." Jimmy laughed, while Heather swore. For all of the crudeness of Alex's comment, she could feel herself reacting to those gentle touches, heat igniting deep inside her. Moisture was already forming inside her, she knew, lubricating her, preparing her for the ordeal to come. Alex continued his gentle playing, occasionally dipping a finger between her lips, as if trying to gauge her readiness. She squirmed when his fingers brushed against her clitoris, sending little bolts of excitement deep into her. Finally Alex seemed satisfied, moving to kneel between Heather's thighs. She waited tensely for his invasion, biting her lip when she felt him easing her lips apart and positioning the tip of his cock between them. She waited for a sudden lunge and a violent intrusion, but it failed to come. Instead a soft and steady pressure came, and she found her flesh moving smoothly aside as Alex came into her, moving gently and carefully. Slowly, he descended, easing his way into her. Heather found herself gasping with each little advance, expecting at any moment to be overwhelmed by force, but finding herself succumbing to a gentle invasion, her body giving way willingly. Heather finally found herself lying there with Alex lying on top of her and his cock filling her. It had happened so gently and gradually she could hardly believe it was so. The feel of the cock inside her, filling her, assured her it was, as did that terrible feeling of excitement that was now emanating from deep inside her. Now, she thought, he will start to hammer me. Bracing herself she resumed her waiting. Alex was laughing at her, she could see, and then she could feel him moving. Slowly, damn him, drawing back out of her and then again sinking slowly into her. Wanting to lie quiescent and just wait them out, Heather was both embarrassed and furious to find her hips starting to move against Alex, seeking a greater satisfaction. If pressed, she would have had to admit that his gentle ravishment of her senses was driving her wild. She found herself wanting to beg, to plead with him to go harder, faster. Resolutely she bit her tongue, preferring to suffer this slow torture rather than concede defeat. Alex was well aware of what he was doing to Heather, and thoroughly enjoying the doing thereof. He could feel Heather pushing up to meet him as he slid slowly into her, hearing her muffled groans as she writhed under his administrations. The prolonged torment within was not to be denied. Slowly but surely Heather was being driven towards a climax. She found herself writhing and pushing against Alex, desperate for relief. She almost sobbed when she felt Alex start to move faster, knowing that he was heading towards his own climax, but also knowing that hers was now coming. Then Alex was driving hard into her and Heather screamed as her climax came rushing through her. She groaned as she felt Alex spilling within her, but even her anger couldn't stop her body from clamping around his cock and holding it, milking it. Heather lay there gasping in shock and the aftermath of her orgasm, feeling Alex rolling off her with a satisfied grunt. She lay there watching Alex stand, and saw Jimmy was now moving down to take his turn. She groaned and watched as Jimmy settled between her thighs. Jimmy moved her lips apart and eased his cock up to them. He caught her eye, grinned and gave her a wink. Then he drove into her, full and deep with one savage thrust, immediately filling her with his cock while she screamed in surprise. Then the pounding that she'd initially expected began, Jimmy pulling back and slamming back into her hard and fast. Heather could hear herself squealing and gasping, her body frantically trying to come to terms with this new assault. Then they were finally moving in unison, Heather's hips thrusting up in a desperate match to Jimmy's relentless downward driving. Heather didn't need to wonder if Jimmy was going to build up speed. He was going full pace right from the outset, and all she could do was hang on and wait for the ride to finish. Her body had been softened up by Alex's slow assault, leaving it willing to yield helplessly to Jimmy and his driving need. Her excitement level rising rapidly, Heather found herself climaxing again almost before she realised she was going to. Her screaming and twisting about under him didn't faze Jimmy in any way. He wasn't ready to climax yet, so he continued on his way, taking his full enjoyment. Gasping from her climax, Heather found herself trying to match Jimmy's rhythm again, quickly adjusting and meeting his cock's insistent demands. Heather could hear herself steadily cursing these two maniacs while her body danced to their tune. Impossibly, Jimmy seemed to be driving in even harder and faster, and then he was flooding her, spreading his seed through her. Laughing, Heather could see Jimmy was finally getting off her, leaving her twitching from the sensations burning through her body. Gasping and glaring at the men, Heather waited for them to dress and move on. Alex and Jimmy sat on either side of Heather and looked at her expectantly. She turned her head from side to side, looking at them, puzzled. "What?" she asked. Alex sighed. "You were supposed to judge our styles, remember?" Alex reminded her. "Which one of us was best?" Heather blinked and stared at him in astonishment. "You expect me to critique your performance as rapists?" she choked out. "Lovers, not rapists," grumbled Jimmy. "We have different styles. You were supposed to judge which one was best." "Well, I didn't," snapped Heather. "Bad luck." Alex looked and Jimmy and shrugged. "We'll have to try again," he said. "I'm up for it. You?" Jimmy grinned. "I can go again," he said. "But this time, how about we do it doggy style, as a change of pace?" Alex nodded and turned to Heather, who was listening to them in horror. "OK," he told her. "We're going to try again. This time, please try to pay attention to what we're doing and how we're doing it. A judge is supposed to pay attention to the details, you know." You be the Judge and Jury You are the Judge In this case you are the Judge. I will provide the absolutely true set of facts in the separate cases will decide innocent or guilty. The format will be questions and answers directed at me, Barb's husband. Barb has refused to take part in this investigation. Her refusal to take part is not to be construed as guilty. Barb's guilt or innocence is to be determined on the facts of the case. Opening statement Barb claims she was a virgin on her wedding night. By definition of virgin, Barb means that no man has inserted his penis in her vagina prior to her wedding night. This investigation is to determine if Barb is telling the truth or if there is enough reasonable doubt to say that Barb's virginity was taken prior to her wedding night. However on Barb's wedding night, when her new husband's cock entered her vagina, there was no bleeding or breaking of the hymen. When asked about it Barb said she broke her hymen when she played softball. Legal Question: How old were you when this took place? Answer: We were both 18 years old. We graduated high school and got engaged right away. We were going to be married that December. Legal Question: Please describe Barb to us. Answer: Barb was a very attractive young lady. 5'2", 110 lbs., very toned body, firm B breasts, thin tight waist, nicely rounded ass, very shapely legs and a sexy walk that attracted attention. She always wore here dresses about 2" shorter than the norm. She was a flirt and teaser. She had nice blond hair and pink lipstick that attracted the attention of all red blooded guys. Legal Question: Where did this take place? Answer: In a small town in Saskatchewan Canada. Legal Question: What did Barb tell you about her virginity. Answer: She was adamant that she was a virgin and she was saving herself for her wedding night. Legal Question: Did you ever have any reason to doubt her? Answer: No, because during our courting days, she would never let me come close to putting my penis in her vagina so I assumed she was firm on this point. Legal Question: Tell us just how far Barb would let you go in your passion play prior to marriage. Answer: If I was in a particular sexy mood, which was most of the time, I would drive her out into the country and park in a place where we both felt safe and there was no chance of being interrupted. I would slide the seat back and we would kiss up a storm. Once she stared to breath a little heavy my hands would caress her breasts through her blouse. She had very sensitive breasts and nipples. They would harden and I could feel them easily through her blouse and bra. I would undo a button or two and slip my hand in and under her bra. Now her breathing would make a considerable difference. Over the next 15 – 20 minutes I would undo all the buttons on her blouse and undo her bra. Slowly I would remove both. She liked the feeling of freedom and having her breasts caressed. I would kiss and lick the nipples. This drove her crazy. She wore a lot of short skirts and pantyhose. I was never a fan of pantyhose but with short skirts being in style, pantyhose was the norm. I would run my hands up her legs and she would slowly spread her legs so I could rub her pussy through her pantyhose and panties. She liked this. About this time she would be rubbing my cock through my pants. I would slowly hike her skirt up until it was gathered at her waist. I would then slip my hand inside her pantyhose and caress her tight flat belly through her panties. Most times she wore tiny bikini panties that left her belly exposed. She was very sensitive (ticklish) in this area and loved to be caressed. I would slowly work the pantyhose down being careful to leave the panties in place so she would feel secure. I would finally get the pantyhose down to below her knees. I would then have to take a risk and stop kissing and caressing for a moment to take the pantyhose off her feet. If she was excited enough, she would let me take them off, if she wasn't or if I was moving too fast, the pantyhose stayed on just below the knees. Once the pantyhose were off, I was back tickling her stomach and slowly moving down onto her panty covered pubic mound. She would spread her legs a little and I could get a finger or two between her legs and tease the tip of her clit. It would be around this time that I would undo my pants, slide them down and take my cock out. I would slip my fingers under her panties and slowly slide them down being careful not to go too fast. Once they were free of her pussy I would slide them down to her knees. She would let them slip down to her feet and occasionally off completely. As my fingers could more easily find her clit, her level of excitement was climbing and she would orgasm. She would kiss my cock head or suck it for just a minute or two. I would try to reposition so that I lay on top of her and she was always careful to keep my bare cock on her stomach or pubic mound. She would never let me slip my cock between her legs. She would say if I want to put my cock between her legs, her panties have to come back up. I would pull her panties back up then stick my cock between her legs. No pumping with my cock between her legs but it felt great just having it there. When the lust reached a certain point, I would sit up and she would jerk my cock until I went off. We would then clean up, get dressed and head home. Legal Question: Did Barb like to sexually tease? Answer: She loved it. Let me give you and example. The two of us were at her place and no one else was home. We were going to go out when she said she wanted to take a bath first. I sat on the couch while she went into the bathroom. I heard the water running and soon I heard her splashing in the water. She called to me. I answered and she said to come wash her back. When I entered the bathroom the shower curtain was pulled and she told me to kneel beside the tub and slip my hand around the plastic curtain. I did so and she put a bar of soap in my hand and guided it to her back. I rubbed the bar of soap all around her back. I tried to sneak around to her breasts but was stopped. I put the soap down and just rubbed her back for quite some time. I then scooped water from down by her butt and rinsed her back. She then asked me to hand her a towel. I did so and watched as she stood behind the plastic screen and wrapped the towel around her body. She slid the curtain aside and stepped out of the tub. She was going into the bedroom and I followed. She sat on the bed and said she couldn't get dressed with me there. I went to the bed, kissed her and laid her down. I laid on top of her as we kissed. After a minute or two I undid the tucked towel and slipped it out from between us. I was fully dressed and she was completely naked. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight so I couldn't get at her body or my clothes. We rubbed against each other for some time before Barb said she wanted to get dressed. I got up and had a wonderful view of her naked body for a couple seconds until she wrapped the towel around her body again. Legal Question: If you both lived in the same small town, and spent most of your time together, when do you suppose Barb lost her virginity? Answer: I had an opportunity to work at a project out of town for three weeks and make some real good money. Since we were getting married in a couple months, the extra money would come in handy so I took the job. It meant that I would be gone for 3 weeks in August. Legal Question: What makes you think Barb lost her virginity during that 3 weeks? Answer: During that period of time there was a pipeline contractor working in the area and he had his workers stay in our town. One of the young workers ran into Barb on the street and was taken with her beauty. Barb, being a tease, and from what I hear, the guy was very handsome and quite a hulk. They met every day after that first meeting right up until the contractor moved out of town which happened to be just before I returned to town. After I returned Barb told me about her friend. I asked what they did together. She said they would sit on the couch and watch tv. I asked how far they went. She said he put his arm around her, held her hand and kissed her. I asked if they went any further. She said no. Legal Question: In your opinion, do you think she is being truthful? Answer: No, anytime Barb and I would sit and watch tv, the holding hands and kissing would soon progress to caressing and removal of clothing. It wouldn't take much and Barb would be breathing hard and quite sexually excited so I find it difficult to believe that with this new guy, all she did was hold hands and a little kissing. A new guy would be exciting and the sexual energy would be greater so that makes her story more unlikely. Legal Question: What makes you think she lost it to him and not some other local fellow? Answer: Not sure however, after I returned this fellow kept phoning Barb about once a week for a couple months. If all a fellow did was kiss a pretty girl in a town he was passing through, I don't think he would be caught up enough to phone every week for several months? I believe in order for a relationship to develop to that level of bond in such a short time, the level of bonding would need to be quite intense, such as full vaginal penetration. Legal Question: Understanding this answer will not be fact only your opinion, what do you think happened? Answer: If sitting on the couch watching tv is so prominent in Barb's mind, I think their sexual petting progressed from kissing to caressing. The excitement of a new partner would have had Barb really excited. Removing clothing is no unusual so I am sure that Barb's breasts were exposed and this guy had Barb very excited with his caresses. I know that Barb is ok with removing her skirt or having it up around her waist so I have no doubt that happened. Would she let him put his hand in her panties and remove them? Yes, I know that if she is excited enough, this has never been a problem. At times like this my pants and underwear are either at my feet or off completely so his likely were down or off. Barb is usually playing with my cock and maybe kissing and sucking it a little. If she would do it with me, I have every reason to believe she would do it with this exciting new boyfriend. She would let me lay on top of her and rub my bare cock on her stomach and pubic bone so I am sure she would let him do that also. This is the point where I could go no further because if she spread her legs and allowed the cock between her legs, penetration is nearly impossible to prevent. In the situation of the new exciting boyfriend who is leaving in a couple days, his need to suceed is heightened by knowing it is now or never. Barb likely feels the same sense of now or never. She doesn't have to agree to the penetration. All she has to do is not say no so she likely just spread her legs slightly and then let nature take its course. He would slip his cock between her legs. Her pussy by this time would be very wet and slippery. His cock would slip effortlessly down, splitting her lips and poised to enter her vagina. I believe he would enter her vagina and upon feeling the resistance apply the necessary pressure to complete the penetration. Yes, I know Barb would feel the pain however the emotional bonding through the giving of her virginity would account for her continued interest in him even after he is gone from town. Legal Question: Describe your wedding night for us? Answer: Barb came out of the bathroom wearing a tiny black negligee. She got into bed and we kissed, caressed and after some foreplay she spread her legs. I positioned myself between her legs. My cock rubbed up against her pussy. I slowly pushed and all 6 inches of it slipped completely into her vagina effortlessly. Yes, it was tight and she was slightly uncomfortable. I don't know if the "uncomfortable" was because of no hymen or nervous wedding night. I pumped into her vagina until we both cum and then we lay there in each other's arms with my cock in her vigina. When we cleaned up a short while later there was no blood. I asked why and Barb said she broke her hymen playing softball. That has been her story ever since. Defense Legal question: Did Barb ever cheat on you with other boys? Answer: Not that I know of. There were other boyfriends before me. Defense Legal question: What did Barb tell you she did with this fellow? Answer: Barb said she was snuggling on the couch. She said he had his arm around her and they kissed. Defense Legal question: Since you have no indication that Barb cheated before and she is honest enough to tell you what she did, on what grounds do you not believe her? Answer: I know any red-blooded young guy is going to try to get as much as he can. I know he would not have stopped at just his arm around her and kissing. I also know how quickly Barb gets sexually excited when the passionate kissing starts. I also know Barb had no problem letting the passion go much further than kissing. In general, she was a tease and liked to use her body to tease guys. I just don't believe she would have put the brakes on at just kissing. I also witnessed what appeared to be a bonding of some sort as she was excited when he called over the next couple months. There you have it. Was Barb being truthful in saving her virginity for her husband but lost it on the softball field? Was her husbands cock the first one to penetrate her vigina? Or did she give in to passion and allow her new exciting boyfriend spread her legs and penetrate her vagina? We have presented the facts as we know them. Now you as Judge need to make a decision. You Be The Judge "What do you say Ms. Laight?" he asks "Thank you Sir" she says. "I want you to kneel on the floor Ms. Laight" he says She complies without hesitation. He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his pants. He slides them down and reveals his hard cock. His mushroom head is inches from her lips. She already sees a drop of pre-cum. She looks at it with a smile. "Now Ms. Laight. The 2nd part of your punishment is to please me. You will service my cock appropriately. You will take my cock gently in your mouth. I like my cock serviced a certain way, so please listen carefully. You are to gently wrap your lips around my shaft and swirl your tongue around the shaft and the head. You are not to touch my cock with your hands unless I tell you. Keep your hands behind your back and take me in your mouth" he explains. She slowly places her hands behind her back. She looks up at him and pauses. He takes his finger and wipes the pre-cum from the head of his cock. He takes his finger and gently wipes the bead of cum on her lips. "Go on Ms. Laight. Take my cock in your mouth" he says She opens her mouth and takes him. Gently she swirls him with her tongue. His head rolls back and he closes his eyes. "Oh yeah. You follow directions very well Ms. Laight. Very good" he says His cock is rock hard in her mouth. She is servicing him sooo well. He starts to rock his hips a little. Gently fucking her mouth. He pulls out of her mouth and lays his cock back exposing his scrotum in front of her face. Without being asked, she licks his balls all the way under his scrotum and up the shaft of his cock and back down. "Ahh. Very nice Ms. Laight. You catch on fast my dear" he says. He pulls away and places his hand gently under her chin as she looks up hat him with pre-cum on her lips. He wipes is off with his fingers. "Stand up" he says She stands in front of him. He gently parts her labia with his finger and plays with her. "Take my cock in your hand" he commands She strokes his cock as he fingers her pussy with two fingers and presses his thumb on her clit and rubs her out. Her hips are moving...her nipples erect. He kisses her neck and nibbles. Very sensually. She feels the tip of her nose brush her earlobe. He slides his cock between her wet thighs. She can feel the top of his shaft part her labia as the head of his cock passes over her opening. He gives her thighs a few fucks. He strokes it back and forth..fucking her thighs and rubbing her pussy with the top of his cock. "Do you want to be fucked Ms. Laight?" he asks She is about to pass out from being sooo turned on. Her pussy is so wet its dripping down her legs. "Oh my god Yes Sir" she says in a trembling voice He whispers in her ear "Are you going to be my fuck slut Ms. Laight?" "Oh god Yes Sir" she says "Good. I've been looking for someone Ms. Laight and you are perfect for it" he says as he VERY slowly fucks her thighs. She is grinding her clit against the top of his cock shaft with her hands behind her back as he fucks her thighs. "When you come here next Monday, I want you to strip naked except for your garters, stockings and heels. I want you bare breasted and no panties. You will stand in the corner and wait for me. You will be spanked naked and you will be naked in my office for the entire Check-In. Is that clear?" he says "Yes Sir. I will" she says. "Excellent" he says He pulls his cock back and bends his knees. His cock slides into her balls deep. He VERY slowly begins fucking her standing up. Long slow strokes balls deep and back out with his head barely parting her labia. He begins fucking her faster. Kissing her neck and nibbling..he fucks her pulling her against him. His arms around her he picks her up and bends her over the desk and begins fucking her harder. Slap, Slap, Slap, Slap....he fucks her from behind satisfying his urge to pound his cock inside her. She can feel his naked chest against her back as he rests his chin between her shoulder blades and fucks. "Mmmm. That's what I've been waiting for Ms. Laight. I've been waiting for the right excuse to make you my fuck slut." he says as he fucks her with long doggie strokes. He whispers in her ear again "I'm just about ready to cum Ms. Laight. You will only be permitted to take my seed in your mouth until I decide whether I want to cum inside you. For now you will take my cock in your mouth as I instructed you previously. You will service me and I will cum in your mouth. You may not, under any circumstances, spit out my load. You must swallow. Is that clear?" he commands She is pushing back against his cock taking her fucking. "Yes Sir" she says willingly. He pulls out of her. She turns around and gets on her knees and places her hands behind her back. She looks up at him and opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. He lays the shaft of his cock on her tongue and she takes him. With only a few swirls of her tongue, he shoots his load. She can feel his cock pulse and squirt. His eyes roll back in his head and moans as he completes. "Ohhh. Very nice. Ms. Laight. Very nice" He pulls his cock out of her mouth. She struggles a bit...and swallows his load. He gives her a towel to wipe off her face and gives her a gentle peck on the cheek. "Thank you Ms. Laight. You may get dressed and I will see you bright and early tomorrow". She gathers her things and dresses. She opens his blinds and leaves the office. She is spent and totally relaxed. She sleeps well and is up bright and early on time. She is motivated and accountable and happy. And that my friends, is the secret to the success of ECLIPSE.