by Bailey Rock
“What?” There’s a touch of panic in her voice, and I smile.
“You heard me, and you said that you weren’t going to argue anymore, right?”
“Okay.” She turns and carefully takes the edge of the table in her hands. I can feel my pulse pounding in my ears as I look at her.
Using my foot, I push hers apart so that her legs are spread a little wider. I need to be able to not only see all of her, but really get a good angle.
Not that I’m going to fuck her. Not yet, anyway. That will come later, but this is just a reminder to her to pay more attention and to be a better listener.
She’s breathing hard and is gripping the edge of the table so tightly that her knuckles are turning white. Before she can ask me what I’m doing, I pull my hand back and smack her ass.
It’s hard enough to leave a red mark, but not so hard that she’ll bruise.
“Ow!” She cries out and jerks forward from the impact. I love watching the way her ass shakes under my hand and I smack her again, harder this time.
“Oh!”
Her voice excites me and my cock throbs in my pants. I want to plunge into her and bury myself in her tight little body, but that will have to wait.
Another smack and she leans forward, breathing heavily as she takes what I give her.
“Good girl, Penny,” I tell her, stepping back and letting go of her shoulder. “You can stand up now.”
She takes a moment before standing, her legs shaking a bit.
I can smell her musk.
I know how badly she wants me.
“You need to understand something, Penny. That was just a minor punishment – a reminder, really – to make sure that you do as I say.”
She turns around and looks at me. “I understand.”
“But if you’re good then you can expect to be rewarded, not punished.”
A bit of her hair is stuck to her cheek and I reach up to brush it back. She doesn’t flinch away from my touch, but she does drop her eyes when my skin brushes against hers.
“Maybe tomorrow you can earn yourself a reward. What do you think?”
“Yes, Sir. I’d like that very much.”
Oh, I know that she would. And she will like it.
She’s perfect.
I can bend her to meet my needs without any problem.
Penny doesn’t know that this is only the beginning and that I’m planning on taking her as far as I possibly can to ensure that she’s mine.
She’s going to belong to me before this is all over.
I’ll know that I’m on my way when I have her calling me Daddy.
Chapter 5
Penny
My ass stung all the way home and both the driver and I were silent on the right. Just before I get out of the car, though, he looks at me in the rearview mirror.
“Same time tomorrow, Ms. Penny?”
I nod and slide out of the car. I’m back in my skirt and blouse, but I threw my underwear away in the kitchen while Christopher was working out.
The last thing I want is for my roommate to find them and wonder what the hell I’m doing at my new job.
I wonder what the hell I’m doing, so I don’t need someone else giving me shit about it.
Jessica is waiting for me when I walk in, which is exactly why I tossed out the panties.
“Well? How was it? Is it worth the money?”
Honestly, I’d forgotten that I’m going to be getting paid. Working for Christopher is going to be exhausting, but it’s also…hot.
Is that fucked up?
“It was good. He’s firm, but fair.”
Yeah, that’s a nice way of saying he spanks me when I misbehave.
She purses her lips and tilts her head a little to look at me. “There’s something you’re not telling me. What is it?”
“No, nothing. It was great. I go back tomorrow and I can still balance classes and I’ll have some money to actually put aside each month, so you won’t have to worry about me sneaking your ramen when I’m out of grocery money.”
This has been a problem in the past and I know that it drives Jessica nuts, so I’m not surprised when she nods and smiles.
“Good. Then this could be a really good thing for you. And, hey, it can’t be any more difficult than working with those little toerags, can it? I mean…kids are the worst. And didn’t you say that your new boss is hot?”
“Yeah, he is.” I think about the way he looked at me right before he turned me around to spank me and the dark look on his face when I was on my knees shining his shoes.
He’s hot. He’s hotter than hot. He’s also a little fucked up in the head, but I think that I can live with that. I’m going to have to live with that unless I want to go back to chasing little kids around in the afternoon for less pay.
“Well, there you go. An easy job with a hot boss. Does he need any other staff?”
“No, he’s good.” I answer her too quickly and Jessica looks at me with a questioning look on her face. I can’t stomach the thought of her working for Christopher, too.
I’m surprise that I feel this way, but I want him all to myself.
I don’t want anyone else to know what we’re doing.
It’s not that it’s wrong…
I just don’t want to think about her bending over in front of him, her ass exposed, crying out as he smacks her.
Oh, God.
There’s a throbbing low in my stomach that I can’t ignore. If I had on panties, they’d be soaked just thinking about what Christopher did to me. Since I don’t have anything on under my skirt, I’m afraid that I’m going to start dripping at any second.
“I need to take a shower and then start on some homework,” I tell her, edging out of the room.
I need some alone time to fantasize about my boss.
I can’t believe that I’m actually turned on by what just happened today.
But if I don’t take care of myself right now then I may very well explode.
Christopher
“You’re late.” Penny was supposed to be at my house fifteen minutes ago. When I checked the tracker on the car sent to pick her up and saw that it was still in her apartment parking lot, I got a little frustrated.
“I’m sorry, Sir, but class ran over and I didn’t think that I could just get up and leave without hearing what the professor had to say. They frown on that, you know.”
I stare at her, thinking.
This could be a problem.
I don’t like not knowing exactly where she is at all times and I need her here on time.
“It can’t happen again.” She looks at me with wide eyes and then, to my surprise, starts to laugh.
“I couldn’t help it! It’s not like I took the long way home from class and then was just out having fun with my friends. I’m late because class ran over, but as soon as I got home and changed, I hopped into your car. You can’t honestly be mad at me for that.”
Sure, I can. And I am.
What Penny doesn’t realize is that I expect her to do exactly as I tell her at all times. I don’t care if other people are the problem or if she’s screwed up. If she’s not where I tell her to be or is off doing something without my permission, then I’m going to be mad.
“We’ll talk about your living arrangements after you shine my shoes. I trust that you brought a rag with you, or are you planning on using your underwear again?”
The look on her face tells me everything that I need to know even though she doesn’t answer.
“You thought that shining my shoes was a one-time thing? Listen, Penny, you need to be prepared for anything that I want you to do, and that means that you need to come ready to perform. Are you ready to perform or no?”
“Yes.” Her voice shakes a little, but she lifts her chin and looks me in the eyes. “I can perform, Sir. I brought a rag. Kinda…well, I wore underwear.”
“Underwear again? You’re going to need to invest in new panties if you keep using them to shine my
shoes. You do realize that, don’t you, Penny?”
“I do. I guess that I just thought that maybe you would have a rag here today since you knew that I was going to be shining your shoes again.”
Her voice fades away when she sees the look on my face.
“That is not my problem, Penny. It’s yours. Now, tell me, what color panties did you bring today to use on my shoes?”
“They’re pink.”
Pink.
“Let’s see them. Strip down, now.”
She starts to walk behind my chair, but I stop her.
“Penny, do you not remember what happened yesterday when you didn’t listen to me? Do you want a repeat performance of that?”
She pauses, unsure of what she should do. I have the sudden urge to bend her over and spank here right here and now, but she needs to really deserve it.
And, after all, I want today to be a day of rewards.
She really needs to see that she can have both when she works for me.
“You’re right, Sir. I’m sorry.” She locks eyes with me for a moment and then drops her eyes before reaching under her skirt to grab her panties and shimmy them down.
I feel the breath catch in my throat. Her skirt is pulled up on her creamy thighs. Just a few more inches…
But she straightens it and stands, looking at me again.
Daring me.
Dare accepted, sweet little Penny.
I’m going to see what’s under that skirt later today. She just has no idea.
She drops down onto her knees with a little sigh and takes the shoe polish I hand her, holding her pink panties tight and rubbing them into the shoe polish.
I feel my cock grow hard and start to throb as she darkens her underwear. Then she starts rubbing my shoe, her shoulders hunched over as she pushes hard.
If she does a good job today then she’ll only have to polish them once.
We’ll just see if she earns herself a sweet little reward.
***
“There.” Penny sits back and wipes her forehead with her arm, leaving a bit of polish behind. I smirk at her and she blanches. “What? What did I do wrong?”
“Nothing, little Penny. Today you did everything right. Stand up.”
She does, dropping her underwear and shoe polish on a table next to her and wiping her hands on her skirt.
Normally I would want to punish her for that, but today I want to reward her.
“Come to the table and bend over, Penny.”
She eyes me nervously at first but does what I tell her to do. I can see how hard she’s breathing – her tits are heaving under her blouse.
Walking over to her, I press her up against the table with my hips, pinning her in place.
From here, I know that she can feel my hard cock.
If yesterday is any indication, I know that she’s wet and waiting on me.
She’s not quite mine to take yet, but I don’t think that I can let her leave me today without giving me a little taste of what she has to offer.
Chapter 6
Penny
I didn’t expect Christopher to pin me up against the table, and I certainly didn’t expect him to have a throbbing boner.
I can feel him through my skirt.
I hope that he can’t feel that I’m dripping wet and ready for him.
I don’t know that I’ve ever wanted anything this badly in my life.
“You know, Penny, life is about pleasure as well as punishment. Yesterday you got punished, although I think that you deserved it, didn’t you?”
I nod, but he simply stares at me.
Waiting for me to speak.
Daring me.
“I did, Sir.”
“I thought so. Did you go home and touch yourself last night while you thought about me?”
How did he know that?
The thought that he was touching himself while thinking about me flits through my mind and I shake my head to clear it.
“You didn’t?” His voice sounds gravely and dark.
Oh, shit, he misunderstood.
“I did, Sir. Yes.”
“I thought that you might.” Quickly, he steps back and grabs me by the hips, turning me so that I’m facing the table and bending me over it. I shiver as he slides his fingers along the hem of my skirt, running them along my inner thighs.
“You want to know what it feels like to be rewarded when you work for me?”
I know that I should answer, but I don’t trust my voice, so I just nod my head.
Christopher slides his fingers along the edge of my skirt and slowly lifts it, trailing his fingertips along my inner thighs. I’m practically moaning and I squirm back against him as he takes his time.
My skirt is tight, but he manages to get it up and over my ass.
My bare ass.
My exposed ass.
It’s just like yesterday when he spanked me, and I can feel myself starting to drip. I’m so terribly turned on and I just want to know what he’s going to do.
He still doesn’t say anything, but he does force my legs apart with his foot. I spread them for him, glancing back over my shoulder at him.
Holy shit, he’s hot. His eyes are bright, and his cheeks are a little flushed with excitement.
I can’t believe that I make him feel this way.
A smack on my ass brings me back to my sense, but instead of crying out, I moan.
“I can make you feel a little pain with a lot of pleasure, Penny,” he explains, grabbing my ass and massaging it.
Still rubbing me, he drops to his knees behind me, his breath hot on my thighs.
Oh, God, he’s so close to me. I’m practically shaking as I wait for him to touch me, to lick me.
Something. Anything.
“And sometimes I just like to give out pleasure. Are you in need of some pleasure?”
I nod and push my hips back just a little, but it’s enough.
He grabs my hips with both hands and pulls back hard enough that I almost lose my balance. Before I can say anything, however, he’s licking me, his tongue sliding up and down my slit, flicking across my clit.
I moan and throw my head back, unable to stop myself. He keeps licking me, lazily stroking and tasting me, and then slides a finger inside of me, crooking it and stroking me.
I’m not going to be able to stand.
“Oh, my God, Sir,” I moan, the words barely dripping from me.
It’s only by gripping the edge of the table that I manage to stay on my feet.
“You like that?” Christopher sits back to speak, but he keeps his hands on me. One is still stroking me from the inside, making it hard for me to concentrate, the other is lazily rubbing my clit.
“I…do.” I know that I need to answer him, or this pleasure could quickly turn into pain, but I’m having a hard time putting my thoughts into words.
“Good girl. You want to come for me?”
“Y-yes. Yes, Sir. Oh, fuck, yes.”
I’m about to explode, but somehow he keeps me right at the edge without letting me fall over. It’s all I can do to focus and slow my breathing enough to be able to stand on my feet.
“Not yet, Penny. Don’t you dare come yet or you will pay for it. Do you understand?”
I nod, biting my lower lip. “Okay. Sir, yes.”
Nothing I’m saying is making much sense, but I know I need to respond.
I need him to let me come.
“Okay, Penny. You can come, but only when you call me Daddy.”
Daddy?
I don’t understand, but right now I don’t care.
My need has taken control and I can’t seem to think straight.
I’ll do anything that Christopher asks as long as he lets me come.
“Daddy,” I breathe, the word barely leaving my lips.
But he hears me, and he presses down harder on my clit, making me close my eyes and curl my toes in my shoes.
“Good girl, Penny. Come for me. Come for Daddy.”
I do, shattering around his hand, my juices dripping off him and onto the floor.
Crying out, I arch my back and grab the edge of the table so hard that my knuckles are bright white.
“Daddy!” I scream his name before I even realize what I’m saying.
Christopher
God, Penny feels good coming around my fingers and on my hand. I release her and step back, waiting until she turns to look at me to slowly lick her juice off of my fingers.
She’s sweet, just like I knew that she would be, which makes me want her even more.
“Good girl, little Penny,” I tell her, reaching out and pulling her skirt down. She’s still panting hard and looks at me with wide eyes.
Like she can’t believe what just happened.
I give her a moment to talk, but when she doesn’t, I continue. “Listen, Penny, that’s the type of reward that you can get when you’re good around here. Make sure that you follow my rules, do what I say, and anticipate my needs and I’ll make sure that you feel good. Do you understand?”
“I do.” She nods her head and manages a small smile.
Even though I’m glad that she claims to understand, there’s something that she’s forgetting. I give her a dark look and wait.
“Daddy. I understand, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” Leaning forward, I plant a kiss on her forehead. “Remember who you belong to and what you call me, Penny, and I’m sure that we’ll get along just fine, okay?”
She nods again and takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself.
After that orgasm, I’m surprised she can even stand up in her ridiculous heels. Nate went all out when he bought her some clothes, and while I approve, it’s obvious that they’re tricky for her to wear.
She’ll get used to them.
She’ll get used to a lot of things around here, or she simply won’t last.
“Now I have to get back to work for a bit. I want you clean the house for me. Start on the first floor and work your way up, and don’t miss anything. Do you understand?”
“I do, but Daddy – ” she hesitates before continuing. “I don’t know how I can possibly clean your entire home without it taking a few days. It’s just so…big.”