She entered his study and knelt by his desk while he typed at his keyboard working on his latest piece. It had been an especially difficult day for her and she needed to rest in his presence. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sound of her keyboard as she tried to quiet her mind.
When he finished the section he was working on, he set his glasses on the desk and pushed his chair back. He patted his leg and beckoned her to crawl up in his lap.
“What is the matter, my pet?” he asked. “You look like you have something on your mind.”
“Nothing, Sir,” she replied. “I just had a particularly stressful day and would be most grateful if you could grant me the gift of a proper spanking soon. I cannot quiet my mind tonight.”
“Is that so?” he asked. “Then why don’t you stand and remove your clothes. I could use a break.”
She nodded, smiled, stood and unbuttoned her blouse before removing and folding it neatly. She then set it on the edge of his desk and did the same with her skirt. She then reached behind her back and with the flick of her fingers she freed her restrained breasts. Her panties and brassiere soon found themselves folded neatly on top of her clothes. She stood before him completely exposed. She was self-conscious of her body and he knew this, but he admired her curves and beauty for a moment before patting his leg.
She lay across his lap and closed her eyes when she felt his arm drape over the small of her back, holding her in place. His other hand caressed the curve of her hips and the cheek of her ass before slipping between her thighs. She spread her legs when she felt his fingers exploring her sex. His thumb teased the taboo bud she had yet to surrender to his pleasure. His fingers spread her lips and she flushed when she felt her arousal cling to her flesh as the cool air kissed her recently exposed sex. She winced when he pressed one, then two fingers inside her sex and worked them back and forth.
Suddenly, she felt stripped of her dignity when he removed his fingers and the first blow landed on her buttocks. By the time the fifth had found its mark, any feelings of shame she felt had completely dissipated. He spent the next half hour alternating between administering pain and pleasure to her backside. He led her to the edge of orgasm multiple times but never pushed her over the edge. When he felt she was ready for release, he landed 10 blows in rapid succession and tears formed in her eyes before dripping to the floor. He caressed her warm flesh and slid two fingers back inside her before he took her to the edge once again. He knew she was close and gave her permission to seek release.
“Cum for me, my pet,” he gently urged.
Before he finished speaking her legs began to tremble and she cried out as she bathed his fingers with her orgasm. He continued stimulating her until her heart rate slowed and her breathing returned to normal.
He pulled her up and set her on his lap. He wiped her tears and offered her his glistening fingers. She giggled as she hungrily licked them clean. When she finished, she looked him in the eyes and smiled. He kissed her longingly, tasting her arousal on her lips. She put her arms around him and hugged him tight. She buried her face in his neck and took comfort in his masculine scent. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him with heartfelt eyes and quietly spoke, “Thank you, Sir. I really needed that tonight.”
