MY MEAN BOSS 5
I woke up lying on my stomach for good reason. When I sat up I winced as I felt
pain in my butt and thighs.
I got up to look in the mirror and counted 19 reddish purple lines running from
the top of my butt down my thighs with the center ones running inside the crack
and down the inner thighs. The whole area felt raw.
I carressed the lines with some hydrocortisone salve but it didn't seem to help
much and I knew the wool skirt would be horrendous but I reminded myself that I
had caused this punishment and would just have to live with it. The good news
was I only had two more days to suffer.
I put on the sweater noting that the scratching on my nipples seemed more
exciting now than painful then put on the skirt. The lines showed below the
short skirt so I put on my raincoat to hide them.
The walk to my car made me wince as the skirt rubbed on my welts but sitting on
the seat made me gasp as needles seemed to dig into my raw thighs.
At the office I took off the raincoat to show everyone that I was wearing the
hated outfit. Debbie,Joan and Mary had me go to the bathroom so they could study
and probe my welts enjoying my little gasps of pain.
Mary said,"Wow. The cane really leaves dandy welts."
I said angrily,"I would hardly call them dandy. They still hurt even though they
had all night to heal."
Mary said,"Well no matter if you choose me or Joan we won't hit you on the
welts.Right Joan?"
"Right. That may make them bleed."
"Really? Thank you for that.I have been living in fear that they would be hit
again."
Debbie grinned and said,"You know how to thank them."
I said in alarm,"Oh please don't make me do that.I am not a lesbian and it is
horribly degrading.Besides there is no time."
Mary grinned and said,"Did you forget you came in early? We have a half hour
till nine.I guess we could change our mind about hitting the welts. Right Joan?"
I hung my head in resignation and sobbed."Oh okay. I'll do it."
I got on my knees and they stood in front of me with open legs and raised skirts
to pull my head into their vaginas one then the other then back for the whole
half hour while I died of shame feeling my face get wetter and wetter as I drove
my tongue deep inside them and wiggled it as ordered.
When the time was up I washed and gargled but could taste them for a long time.
At ten oclock Mary said,"Come into the boss's office.I made you a new dress."
I hesitated wondering if this would be made of barbed wire but followed her in.
While the boss watched she had me take off the sweater and skirt and helped me
put on a dress that was long enough to hide the welts. It had a zipper up the
front and when she szipped it up the dress made of black spandex that fit so
tightly it was like a second skin.Although it covered me completely to my neck I
still seemed naked since it looked like I was just wearing a coat of black
paint.You could clearly see the bumps made by my nipples and even the
indentation of my navel,and the raised portion of my stripes.
It didn't hurt though and did cover me so I thanked them.
My boss said,"I thought this costume would be better since any welts would be
hidden from public view."
I moaned remembering either the strap or whip could be used on my belly and
breasts that were exposed by the sweater and skirt but at least any welts would
not be scratched by this material so I thanked him.
Mary grinned and said,"She really knows how to thank you.If you tell her to she
will go down on you."
He grinned and said,"Is that right?"
I moaned I had only seen a penis once in a sex education course and had quickly
turned the page in embarrassment but at least that would be heterosexual
activity and Monica Lewinsky had seemed to enjoy it. I hung my head and said,"If
you want me to do it I will Sir."
"I think that would be adequate thanks. Come over here and kneel between my
legs."
I knelt there and as ordered unbuckled and unzipped his pants and pulled them
and then his shorts down to his ankles. I was amazed. The quick look at the
picture had not prepared me to see the penis about eight inches long and a
couple of inches thick with big veins in the shaft capped with a mushroom like
head.
I didn't know what to do but he was glad to direct me telling me to lick it from
the head to the base as I watched it grow and get hard in amazement. Then he had
me lift it so I could lick the underside and his hairy testicles. I was dying of
shame knowing only the lowest slut or prostitute would do this and the girls
made it worse by giggling and making comments like,"She is a born cocksucker."
It became very hard and he had me take it in my mouth then grabbed my hair to
push it deep into my mouth to make me gag then pulling me back only to pull me
forward again to gag again over and over until suddenly it pulsed in my mouth
and I felt his semen shooting down my throat. To my surprise there was little
taste to it although it felt like phlegm.
He held it in my mouth until it softened and then said,"Good girl. That was a
nice thank you.You may go back to your desk."
My life was hell for the rest of the day.The girls would put things in their
mouths and grin at me as they sucked them to remind me of my shame and then they
began to whisper to other girls and point at me so I knew they were telling them
I was a slutty cocksucker. I knew the word would spread until the whole office
knew of my terrible behavior. The worst thing was I had done it with no
threats.I assumed I would be punished if I didn't but I didn't know for sure and
should have at least made a token resistance to find the alternative.
By five oclock I was so angry at myself I was actually hoping the punishment
would be really terrible.
At five oclock I went to the conference room without being told then had to wait
while the others came in.
Mary laughed and said,"She is really anxious to get punished."
I scowled at her but I had to admit it was true.
When everyone was seated I unzipped the dress and let it fall off my shoulders
to the floor. I blushed as I realized I was pushing out my chest and sucking in
my tummy which I knew from looking in my mirror made me look good. Again I hated
myself for wanting to look good to people who wanted to see me hurt.
The boss said,"Pick your instrument,"
I started toward the table then noticed the chair was missing and in it's place
was a pair of shower clogs about three feet apart and what looked like small dog
collars attached to a rope coming down from a pulley in the ceiling. The rope
went to a boat cleat on the wall.
This was new and frightening. I said with a quaver in my voice,"Where is the
chair?"
My Boss said,"For these last two instruments your entire body must be
accessible."
I shuddered realizing I was finally to the point my most sensitive place may and
probably would be hit.I whined, "That will really hurt.Won't it."
Mary said,"Yes but you deserve to be hurt.Don't you?"
I whined,"I guess so."
She ssid,"Don't guess! Say you deserve to be hurt!"
I winced at her sharp tone then said,"I deserve to be hurt." then I surprised
myself and my audience by adding,"I deserve to be hurt so much I will scream and
cry."
Mary grinned and said,"We will see to it.You may scream all you want. Everyone
has left the building."
That seemed better to me it had been a great effort to muffle my screams.
I went to the table and picked up the strap and the whip trying to
decide.Although I knew I should be hurt the whip scared me and I chose the
strap.
Debbie cried."Oh Goody. That is mine! Bring it to me."
I took it to her feeling my breasts move with my faster breaths of air from
nervousness. She took it from me and rubbed it on my inner thighs saying, "I am
going to hit you here. Does that frighten you."
"Oh yes that is really sensitive."
she just grinned and rubbed it on my belly across my pubic bone. Saying "Here
too."
I just groaned knowing that would hit the top of my pussy lips.
She rubbed it across my breasts making my nipples pull and said,"These will
really bounce."
I whined,"Please not hard there! That will hurt awfully."
"Yes but you need to be hurt don't you. You know you deserve it."
"Oh Damn you. Yes."
"Say,Hit my tits until I scream."
I hesitated frightened at that thought until she said,"Well?'
"Oh God. Hit my tits until I scream."
She grinned and said, "Put your feet in the clogs and buckle the cuffs on your
wrists."
I thought it was really mean to make me prepare myself for pain noting the clogs
were pointed towards them so they could see every lash to my front.
I had to open my legs to put my feet in the clogs that were nailed to the
floor.I blushed as she said, "Great. That makes her cuntlips open.But next time
I think they should be even further apart."
I clumsily buckled the cuffs nervous and frightened by what would follow and
then crossed my hands over my groin to hide the obscenity of my open lips.
She said,"Good. Tighten the rope."
My boss went to the rope and started pulling it down to lift my arms to end my
brief effort to hide my pussy. He pulled it until my arms were above my haead
but he didn't stop there and continued to lift me until I felt my body stretch.
Debbie said lift her until her heels leave the ground.
Now I felt vertabrae open and pain to my shoulders as my breasts lifted and my
skin tightened over my ribs.
Mary said,"Oh wow. Look at how that stretch has raised her tits so even the
little crease under them has gone and her waist has shrunk to nothing. I'll bet
her skin is super tight. Let's go feel her."
Suddenly hands were all over me squeezing and pinching to make me cringe and
blush at the indecent probing of my most private parts.
Debbie felt my vagina to deepen my blush as she said,"God even her pussy has
tightened." My Boss said,"Her ass is tight too."
Debbie said,"Ooo I just want to hit her tight parts. Get her wool outfit and
mark her.
They held my skirt against me and marked below the waistband at my pubic bone
and above the hem just below my buttcheeks then held the sweater against me.
I said hopefully,"If I wear this you can't hit my breasts. The marks will show."
Debbie grinned and said, "No problem. We can just safety pin the cleavage
together."
I whimpered,"Please don't do that to me.It fits tight already.Pinned every fibre
will dig into me."
"Duhh. That is the idea." She drew a line at the top of my cleavage then at the
former crease below my breasts.
Mary said,"Wow that doesn't leave much room to hit her. About three will cover
her butt and boobs."
"Oh I can double up. I figure five to her butt,five across the front of her hips
and five to her boobs."
The ones to my butt and the front of my hips didn't scare me too much since I
knew my hip bones would protect my vagina but the ones to my tender breasts
really scared me. I decided to try to bargain.
"Please can't I just have two to my breasts and eight to my bottom. That will
hurt a lot."
"No five to each but don't you want to know where the last five will go?"
I had forgotten I was to get twenty and cringed at the thought of where the last
five would go. I whimpered,"On my belly?"
"No silly. They would show there.Guess again."
I moaned,"Oh God no. Not on my vagina!"
"If you wish to be formal but I would rather hear you say. 'On my cunt.' If you
said that I may not hit as hard."
I whined,"You are going to hit me five time on my cunt!"
"That's better. You have had enough fun having us feel you so let's get on with
it."
That was unfair.I was not having fun with their fondling and prodding it was
just embarrassing."
The rest of them sat down again and I noticed the men moving the bulges in their
pants to a more comfortable position.
She took the strap in both hands and swung it against my butt so hard I let out
an agonized cry but she continued causing even more agony as I screamed and
thrust forward with each terrible spank only to hear someone exclaim,"That
really makes her push out her pussy!"
Then Mary did an awful thing. She got behind me and pushed as hard as she could
on my sore ass to thrust my hips forward for five agonizing spanks there that
let the strap sting my poor cunt lips.
I was almost hoarse but my screams continued as five went across my boobs
flattening them only for them to push out for more. My body could not stand any
more pain and miraculously something happened. The last two across my nipples
just brought impact and throbbing.
Even when she stepped in front of me to bring the strap up between my legs I
just gasped as my pussy jumped and squirmed under the impact that just seemed to
bring more numbness and an ache deep into my belly.
They let me hang there panting and sweating while the pain coursed through my
body. When my breathing became nearly normal as sobs and tears bathed my burning
breasts they loosened the rope. I was so weak I sunk to my knees. Someone held
me under my armpits to keep me from collapsing all the way as they unbuckled my
cuffs.
They began rubbing all my burning and stinging welts but I did not protest since
it seeemed to help. The stinging began to subside then my Boss who was rubbing
my poor vagina said,"She is something else. In spite of everything she is
getting wet."
That made me feel totally humiliated. I thought I must be the biggest slut on
earth to get wet after all that pain.
Mary put on my sweater and Debbie pinned it tightly together to squash my
breasts and bring back the sting as the needles from the fabric dug into my red
swollen breasts.
She put on my skirt but then jammed it between my legs to pin it tightly against
my red and swollen vagina to start me crying again.
They had me walk around enjoying my winces of pain as the needles dug in and
scraped against me then it was finally over. I walked to my car and when I was
safely inside removed the pins to breathe a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately when I got home there were some men on the sidewalk so I had to
pin the sweater back up whining as each pin pulled it tightly against my super
sensitive nipples. When I walked to my apartment they whistled and yelled,"Nice
tits!" and "Nice ass." Since they liked me I wondered if they would have felt
sorry for me when I was so cruelly treated or if they would have been excited by
it.
I was so exhausted by the pain I took off my clothes as soon as I was inside and
fell into bed lying on my side in the foetal position which was the only part of
me that didn't hurt.
End part five
