Monday had already started badly with Mrs K giving Nina, ‘six of the best, to remind you to behave at work,’ as Mrs K put it.
After the caning, Nina had stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom checking the six raised welts and feeling very sorry for herself, waiting to stop crying. She did go and sit on her bed, and as the stinging subsided so she ran her fingers along her damp pussy lips, easing her fingers inside her vagina and flicking her clit and gave herself another wonderful orgasm. It was a small but wonderful solace for the caning, which she hoped would act as a reminder as work just as Mrs K intended.
Once she recovered her composure, Nina washed the tears from her face and then applied her make-up. Now Nina was dressed and ready to go to work, and looking at herself again in the mirror. She was in one of her favourite sleeveless very short floral dresses. Her hair was neatly sitting on her shoulders with her usual fringe. She did see that her arms and legs were fleshier than just a few years ago, and she also had a slightly bulging tummy. She knew this, amongst other things, was because she stopped going to the gym as, on her lowly assistant’s wages, she found she had to make savings somewhere. She didn’t mind though, because she knew she felt very happy with the way that she looked. She did lean in towards the mirror and looked at the increasing number of grey roots she now had and reminded herself to get some more hair colour. That was one luxury that she wouldn’t stop, at least not for another thirty years or so.
Nina was also happy with her working life. Gone were the stressful days of having to make all those difficult business decisions, as now she was just the assistant who had to follow instructions, particularly from her lovely boss lady, Miss Millie. Of course, Miss Millie was also very strict with her and readily enforced the revised term in her contract of employment that permitted punishment to be used rather than a dressing down when she made errors, although, as she was going to find out, it didn’t state just who could punish her.
As Nina walked towards the bus stop she reminded herself how she hated the cane, as always, but as she had got dressed she had wondered if the ‘Reminder,’ might actually work, and, if it did, maybe six strokes of the dreaded cane might just be what she would have to take each and every morning. She kept thinking this through as she waited for the bus, and knew she couldn’t sit down on her raised welts and so opted to stand in the bus even though there were three seats free when she got on.
The day got a lot worse when Nina walked into the office as she had only just put her purse down by her desk when Miss Millie called her over and she had a young girl standing by her chair who watched Nina intently as she walked over. She was young, in fact very young, perhaps only seventeen-years-old, with incredibly large green eyes and the most amazing shoulder-length curly red hair. She was not tall, smaller than Nina by a good four or five inches, although she wondered right then if the young lady had heels or not.
Millie saw Nina staring and not listening to what she was saying and ordered sternly, “Stop gawking at Kirsty would you, and pay attention, girl.”
Nina jumped out of her daydream and looked at her boss. “Sorry, Miss Millie,” she said, wide-eyed and concerned she had upset her boss, and was also blushing as Kirsty giggled at the way Nina addressed her boss. Then Kirsty asked in a, ‘Do as I say or else,’ haughty tone of voice that took Nina back to her dream mode, “So, Millie, do all the staff call you Miss?”
Millie replied, “No, Kirsty dear, but I insist on extra respect from Nina because as you’ll soon find out for yourself, she needs special supervision and strict regulation.”
Mille invited Kirsty to pull up a chair beside her behind her desk, the visitor’s chair which had been in front by Nina so she had no choice but to stay standing, and then heard Miss Millie explain, “Right, Nina, let me introduce you to our new intern whom I have transferred from our Edenborough office for the next two months until she has to go back to start university. Kirsty is an intern but still more senior than you, given your standard of work and reliability, and so you will address her as Miss Kirsty and obey her every direction as if it came from me directly. Is that very clear, girl?”
Nina couldn’t stop her mouth dropping open and felt a hot flush on her cheeks.
Millie was unhappy with the lack of a reply and demanded, “I said, is that clear, girl?”
Nina was lost for words still, being told to submit to the authority of an admittedly gorgeous redhead but she was less than half her own age.
Miss Millie picked up her ruler and whacked it on her desk, which woke Nina from her moment of shock and she said very quietly, “Yes, Miss Millie.”
Nina also reminded herself that she was the general assistant, and sometimes, the dogsbody, and so if she was told to report to this young intern then she had to do just that and resolved to helping Miss Kirsty as much as she could because that was her job and she wanted to at least carry out her assistant duties as best as possible.
Now the scene was set, Miss Millie explained that she had to be out of the office until late afternoon, and Miss Kirsty was given the task of giving a presentation to a client that afternoon. The content was done but had to have the slides prepared, and that was going to be Nina’s job. In fact, Nina was happy with that because she really didn’t fancy giving the presentation but enjoyed putting the slides together.
The morning went well enough, and the presentation was almost complete. However, Nina knew that she had to finish off some of the slides whilst Miss Kirsty practised what she was going to say, but there was time to do that as the clients weren’t getting to the office until two o’clock. They did break off for lunch at twelve o’clock and Nina went to the local shops because she was looking for a new outfit for a friend’s party that weekend. Unfortunately, Nina fell into her normal lack of concentration mode and it was only when she checked her watch that she realised it was almost two o’clock already and she should’ve been back at the office nearly an hour ago. She checked her phone and saw twelve missed calls but she had had the phone on silent in the office and forgot to reset it. She left the store immediately and went back to the office and made her way to her desk, knowing she was going to be in trouble.
As Nina got close to her desk she saw that Miss Kirsty was glaring at her and making a point of looking at her watch so she knew she was in for a tongue-wagging, more so when seeing that Miss Kirsty looked very angry as she stood up and put her hands on her hips. Nina did think she also looked so authoritative in her sleeveless light blue dress with quite a high hem together showing off her well-toned bare legs which matched her well-toned arms. Her long gorgeous curly red hair floated over her shoulders and her fringe made her look so young as well.
Kirsty was angry and sternly, her green eyes blazing, “Well, thank you for coming back so late.”
Nina knew that Miss Kirsty was being sarcastic and waited for her to continue.
Miss Kirsty did continue. “Well, as the presentation was not completed, I had to take the decision to cancel the meeting with the client.”
That was exactly what Nina had been so worried about as she walked quickly back to the office. She knew it was all her own fault and even though her bottom still stung from her caning this morning she still forgot to get back on time which Miss Millie would be told about and wondered if she would discipline her again.
Kirsty answered the unasked question with, “I had to telephone Millie and tell her. Guess what she said?”
Nina felt the control that Miss Kirsty, a seventeen-year-old intern, had over her. First of all, it was clear that as Kirsty had referred to their boss as Millie rather than Miss Millie, she was reinforcing her position of being superior to Nina. Secondly, she was pretty sure what Miss Millie would say and replied, “She’s going to give me a spanking when she gets back, Miss Kirsty?”
Kirsty had a gloating look of satisfaction on her face when she replied, “No, Nina. Millie has told me to give you a spanking and caning. It will be carried out here in the general office and, as usual, you will have to be naked. Anyway, we have plenty of time because the client meeting has been cancelled and rescheduled for the morning.”
Nina grimaced as she realised that when shopping she had pictured Kirsty spanking her and smiled at the prospect then. Well, now it was actually going to happen so she was no longer smiling. She had been spanked before by girls Miss Kirsty’s age, so that wasn’t going to be in issue. She had also been spanked and caned by Miss Millie whilst naked, in the general office, so that wasn’t going to be any different either.
Nina also knew that she fully deserved the punishment because she had dallied at the shops instead of focusing on what she should’ve done this afternoon. Well, that all made sense to her, and, in any case, she knew that being spanked and caned was exactly what she always needed to teach her a lesson. Being told off would hardly be the correct measured response because that, she knew, would be pretty much like water off a duck’s back. On the other hand, the reminder for several hours, at least, that she would have with a stinging and welted bottom was a far better way of dealing with her. Of course, she would also get the punishment letter, this time signed by Miss Kirsty, and so get another spanking and caning from Mrs K when she got home. Well, that was now the norm knowing that when the first spanking ended that it was actually only half of the punishment, with the other half to come. All in all, Nina knew what was going to happen to her now was exactly what needed to happen and, as always, it was all really her own fault.
Kirsty continued to glare at Nina and said sternly, “Millie has pointed out that she only has one cane left. Therefore, you are to go to the shops and purchase one cane. You can put the cost on your expenses. You will bring it back here, but it must not be wrapped in any way. I want you making it clear to everyone who sees you just what is going to happen to you. Now, get going.”
Nina blushed as she asked, “Shall I get more than one, Miss Kirsty?” Nina knew one cane would break after a few punishments and it would mean going back to the shop more often and so be more humiliating for her.
Kirsty replied sternly, “I said one cane, Nina. Please don’t question my decisions. Now, get going.”
Nina was still blushing as she accepted the instruction, and replied, “Yes, Miss Kirsty. Straight away, Miss Kirsty.”
Nina was still blushing as she turned and walked back towards the lift. She saw the smirking faces from her work colleagues close by who had heard the exchange, and they were clearly enjoying Nina’s distress, and, most likely, looking forward to watching her get undressed and then be spanked and then caned, all by the seventeen-year-old intern. Of course, that was going to be so humiliating for Nina, just as every time she was spanked at her age, being forty-one years of age, after all. It did seem hard to understand, but she still knew that if any other regime was in place she would just lose all proper perspective at work and probably lose her job so quickly, whereas a short, or actually not usually that short, sharp and painful spanking and caning corrected her attitude immediately.
The change today was that she had always thought a stinging bottom was a good memory jogger, but it wasn’t when at the shops. However, it was still the well-deserved punishment she needed so had to face up to that.
Nina walked out of the building and was at least happy walking towards the shops again, although became tense as she walked into the hardware shop where she bought the canes from and went to the desk and saw Lexie, the normal assistant. “Hi, Lexie,” Nina said with a smile.
Lexi replied, “Hi., Nina. How are you?”
Nina replied, “All good, thank you, Lexie.” After a few moments of chatting, Nina then asked whilst blushing, “Can I please have a hook ended senior cane?”
Nina always thought Lexie looked to be in her late teens and she smirked as she said, “Oh my goodness, Nina, there are some really naughty women in your office, aren’t there.”
Nina was still blushing knowing she had told Lexie the canes were to be used on some of the other office staff, as she replied, “I know, but this really does help their behaviour.”
Lexie laughed at the reply, and said, “Yes, but I bet you wouldn’t like it if you were caned, would you?”
Nina had licked her lips before replying, “Too right.” However, she saw the questioning look on Lexie’s s face and realised that she might just have let it slip, unintentionally, that it was her who was going to be caned. Luckily, Lexie didn’t ask any more questions and went and got the cane from the store, and brought it back.
Lexie asked, “Would you like it wrapped, Nina?”
Nina remembered the instruction and replied, “No, it’s okay, thank you.”
Lexie couldn’t stop herself smirking as she took the money from Nina and gave her a receipt together with the cane. As Nina took the cane so Lexie said in a sarcastic tone, “Enjoy,” and then looked steadily at Nina, still smirking.
Nina was getting more and more humiliated with the conversation but managed to reply, “Well, I guess somebody will.” Nina couldn’t stop herself blushing even more, and knew she had given away the fact that it was her who was going to be caned. This really was humiliating, because she was bound to have to come again to buy more canes, as well as shop there for things Miss Millie wanted, so it won’t be very long before she has to face Lexie again.
Nina accepted the knowing smirk that Lexi gave her although could not bring herself to admit it was her that was caned at the office. She then turned, walked out of the shop, and with increasing dread made her way back to the office.
Nina couldn’t get out of her mind the fact that it wasn’t going to be Miss Millie disciplining her this time, but seventeen-year-old intern Miss Kirsty and she would soon find out whether her fantasy she had whilst shopping of Miss Kirsty spanking and caning her was going to be anything like the real thing. She suspected not because in her fantasy as the cane landed on her bottom and she screamed in pain she was fingering herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm, whilst, in reality, the actual caning would hurt as it always did and she would have to wait until afterwards to cum when in a toilet cubicle.
Nina walked back into the office building and saw the knowing looks from the receptionist, who didn’t hide her smirk, and the humiliation, therefore, started again even then. Of course, everyone in the office knew that Nina was spanked and caned and it was pretty much a talking point. Nina liked to think that several people would also be imagining themselves being spanked and caned, and Nina always loved the thought that whilst she had been brave enough, or at least tipsy enough, to tell Miss Millie about the discipline regime at home, she doubted that others would have the same courage. Of course, it was, ‘Dutch,’ courage given the drink that had been involved, but that didn’t stop Nina knowing that what was happening was right for her, not sexually, at least not during the discipline itself, but a necessary part of her training.
Nina got out of the lift on her floor and started to walk towards her desk, again seeing work colleagues smirking at her and nodding towards her so that others were aware that she was walking through the office holding a cane which they all knew was going to be used on her bare bottom.
As Nina walked up to Miss Kirsty, looking down at her as she was several inches shorter, knowing that she was not even half her own age, and with such a young-looking face, everything said that it should be Nina in charge, except Miss Kirsty’s stern-looking authoritative face, her commanding and demanding demeanour, and her haughty, ‘Do as I say or else,’ tone of voice, made it so clear to Nina that as she handed over the cane, so she irreversibly handed over full disciplinary control to her. However, as that control passed, so Nina was relieved and knew that it just felt so right given Nina’s own naturally submissive nature and need to obey others.
Kirsty never questioned her right to be in charge as she walked around her desk to a guest chair which she had already turned around to face away from her desk and then sat down on it, flattening out her short dress. She leant back in the chair, folded her arms and crossed her legs, and ordered, “Right then, Nina, get undressed so I can deal with you properly.”
Nina tried not to look around but couldn’t help glancing at some of her colleagues who were looking straight at her with expectant looks on their faces. She knew, though, not to dally, and immediately put her arms behind her back and unzipped her dress, sliding her dress down her body, catching her knickers with her thumbs on the way, stepping out of both her dress and knickers, bent and scooped them up, stood back up, folded the dress and then placed that and her knickers on Miss Kirsty‘s desk. She then put her arms behind her back again, unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught the bra, folded it once, and put that on top of her dress and knickers. As she then looked down towards the seated Miss Kirsty, she now was so used to being naked in the office she didn’t even try to cover her breasts and pussy. Even so, she still felt humiliated being naked in the middle of the office but knew that that was hardly the biggest problem she was about to face and was focusing much more on the spanking and caning she was about to get from her teenage boss.
Kirsty looked up at Nina and demanded, “Just so everyone knows, please tell me why you need to be disciplined. Speak loudly so everyone can hear.”
Nina hated having to explain so publicly why she needed to be spanked, mainly because she knew it really was her own fault and it made her look so bad in front of her work colleagues. However, just like being spanked itself, the humiliation was an important and well-earned lesson because the more she hated something the more she hoped that it acted as a reminder. So, in a loud voice, she explained, “Because I was supposed to come back from lunch on time but instead carried on shopping for myself, and that meant my work wasn’t done and you had to cancel the presentation to the clients, Miss Kirsty.”
Nina was aware of looks being exchanged between her work colleagues which basically said they agreed with what Kirsty was about to do. There was a lot of head nodding and mouthing, ‘Kirsty is right,’ and Nina knew all of that certainly enforced Miss Kirsty’s authority over her, making that very clear to her work colleagues as well.”
Kirsty was clearly satisfied that she had shown everyone that she was the one in charge, and ordered, “Now get across my lap, you very naughty girl.”
Although it had been so humiliating, Nina had to admit to an increasing respect for Miss Kirsty. She might only be an intern and only seventeen-years-old, but she had shown herself to be strong-willed and a very good work ethic. Indeed, Nina reckoned she could learn quite a bit from Miss Kirsty and made a mental note to do so, although, before then, she knew she had to submit to Miss Kirsty and eased herself down across her lap lowering her full weight onto the teenager’s thighs, and, as her head fell to within inches of the floor so she had a very close-up view of Miss Kirsty’s upside-down bare teenage legs.
Even so, Nina didn’t think it was wrong for the teenager to have the authority to spank her. After all, there was nothing in her contract of employment specifying who should spank and cane her and Miss Millie had made it so clear that Miss Kirsty was in charge of her and so must have had the authority to spank her. To be fair, Nina had never complained about being spanked by anyone much younger than herself but had always looked on it that the person giving her the spanking was just the more responsible of the two of them. That certainly applied in the case of Miss Kirsty, Nina told herself as she looked down towards the floor just inches from her face.
As Nina bent down across her lap Kirsty had a clear smile on her face. This was certainly a new experience for her, and, when she got up this morning, she certainly didn’t expect to be spanking her forty-one-year-old work colleague. After all, Nina was even older than her own mum and she would never think for a second that she had the right to spank her mum or her aunt or any of her mum’s friends, simply because of their age compared to hers. However, work was different because here age was not a relevant factor of who was in charge of their team, so, once it was established that spanking was part of her responsibility, so spanking Nina was simply going to be another experience that she was getting here as an intern.
Kirsty looked down at Nina’s bottom and saw the six raised welts and supposed that Nina had already been caned this morning. Well, she would ignore that and still give her own very severe thrashing. She then saw that Nina’s bottom was fleshier than the bottoms of her friends, as well as having fleshier thighs, and she started to focus on how long it was going to take to turn those bottom cheeks and legs bright enough red. It was then that she remembered her hairbrush and called out to Stephanie, “Hey, Steph, could you please get my hairbrush from the top drawer of my desk. I think I’m going to need it to deal with this bottom. It is rather larger than I had expected and I think that using a hairbrush will speed things up.”
Nina heard the request and looked sideways and saw a pair of upside-down legs walking towards the desk and the happy sounding reply, “No problem, Kirsty. You are right because I know that Millie says that the harder the spanking the better the lesson.”
Nina couldn’t fault that logic even though she knew the hairbrush was something that hurt her so much, albeit not as much as the cane. Still, once the spanking started, she knew that she didn’t have to do anything other than lie there and take whatever spanking Miss Kirsty decided to give her. It made lying across Miss Kirsty’s lap a far easier, albeit more pain-filled, task, than Miss Kirsty had of giving the spanking.
Kirsty smiled as the hairbrush was placed within easy reach of her on the desk, and she then turned and looked down at Nina’s bare bottom again, focused, raised her hand, and brought her palm down firmly on Nina’s far bottom cheek. She had never spanked anyone before, although had watched others being spanked, and had to admit to enjoying the sight of Nina’s bottom cheek flattening under her hand, and then bouncing back, swirling around a bit, and then settling down just as she spanked the near bottom cheek. She knew that the process was to continue to spank alternate bottom cheeks, which she did with a relish knowing that she wanted to carry out this particular task as well as she carried out all of her other tasks at home and now at work. She even saw it as a bit of a workout.
Nina was quickly finding it more and more difficult to cope with the spanking, as she always did because the continuous spanking on alternate bottom cheeks started to cause greater and greater stinging. She did still find it helpful to look at Miss Kirsty’s upside-down legs as her muscles tensed whenever her hand was on its way down towards her bottom but that didn’t help deal with the pain, although it did help remind her that she was there because she had failed to get back from lunch on time.
Kirsty was really getting into spanking Nina, finding that she was able to spank harder and harder because, whilst she thought her hand would hurt, she realised that however lightly her hand was stinging, it was not going to be anything like the stinging that Nina was suffering. On and on, Kirsty landed spank after spank, remembering after quite a few minutes to change to spanking the same bottom cheek time and again, and then spanking the other bottom cheek time and again. She targeted twelve spanks per bottom cheek and kept doing that several times in a row before she was happy that Nina’s bottom cheeks were now nicely coloured a glowing red. She then changed again and spanked the backs of Nina‘s legs, alternately, time and again, finding it easier to change the colour to darker and darker shades of red because whilst Nina’s thighs were fleshier than a teenager’s, there was nowhere near as much to deal with compared to her bottom cheeks.
Nina knew she was struggling more and more because as she tried to focus on Miss Kirsty’s upside-down legs so she realised they were becoming blurred. Of course, she knew that was because her eyes were filling with tears, and she then became conscious of those tears dribbling down her cheeks. She knew that when her vision became blurred it was pretty much a turning point in the spanking because the next stage was first of all the odd sob, then lots of sobbing, and then uncontrolled crying. She knew that would not normally happen during a hand spanking, but there was that horrible hairbrush that she knew that Miss Kirsty was going to use on her pretty soon.
As though reading her mind, Kirsty stopped spanking Nina, happy with the bright red colour she had turned both fleshy bottom cheeks and fleshy legs, turned and picked up the hairbrush, turned back, tapped the paddle side of the hairbrush twice on each of Nina’s bottom cheeks, smirked at the back of Nina’s head, lifted her arm, and brought the hairbrush down on the far bottom cheek with a very loud thwack. This time, as well as seeing Nina’s bottom flatten much more than when spanked with her hand, and the bounce back and swirling around was more emphasised, so she got the added bonus of a very loud gasp of pain, which was almost a yelp.
Kirsty knew this was the right thing to do as she proceeded to land the thick paddle hairbrush time and again on Nina’s bottom cheeks. She also reminded herself that Millie had told her to make sure the spanking was a really hard one because that was what Nina knew she needed. Kirsty found it funny to make it sound as though it was Nina who asked for the hard spanking rather than just had to accept it, but then, no matter how painful it was, if that is what you know works for you, then it is the right thing to ask others to do for you. Consequently, Kirsty had no compunction whatsoever about making sure that each spank with the hairbrush was a hard one, and, in fact, as Nina dissolved into uncontrolled crying but stayed across her lap, albeit tensing her arms and legs and clearly being distressed, so she was confident that she was doing what Nina needed, as well as deserved. In fact, it worked well for both of them because Kirsty had been really annoyed with Nina when she realised that she wasn’t coming back after lunch and she had to make that very difficult call to cancel the meeting, so this made her more relaxed and less tense, knowing it was giving Nina the pain-filled punishment she deserved.
Once Kirsty was happy with the way that she had turned Nina’s bottom blue-bruised with the hairbrush, she put it down, glared at the back of Nina’s head, and ordered, “Now get up, bend over and grab hold of the seat of this chair so I can give you six well-deserved strokes of the cane.”
Nina was still crying and sniffing back tears as she eased herself up from Miss Kirsty’s lap. Although her vision was still blurred, she could make out Miss Kirsty’s red hair and even thought she could see her blazing green eyes, but certainly could see that she was standing up with her hands on her hips and looking so very authoritative. It still never ceased to amaze Nina just how commanding Miss Kirsty was and had so much respect for her because she clearly ignored her height and the fact that she had to look up to most of the office workers but still maintained her confident demeanour, dominant even, and certainly Nina knew that it was her place to obey the teenager.
As Nina saw Kirsty standing away from the chair, so she stood in front of it, then bent over and clasped hold of the sides of the seat, parting her legs and dropping her tummy, knowing that this was the stance required to ensure her bottom cheeks were stretched for the maximum pain-filled effect.
Kirsty watched Nina position herself to be caned and admitted to herself that she liked the way that Nino was so submissive although couldn’t understand fully how come someone as old as her would submit to such a severe punishment. However, she did, and so she told herself that, just as when she had spanked Nina really hard with her hand and then the hairbrush, so she fully intended making sure that the cane strokes were as pain-filled as possible. Kirsty was glad that she had prepared for just this experience, just as she thought ahead about everything else in her life, by having purchased a cane from the fancy dress shop and practised at home on a cushion.
In fact, Millie was pleased that Kirsty had thought ahead like that, no doubt because when discussing what she would be doing at the office and explaining about some of the staff, she said there would be the time when she would cane Nina. Neither had expected it to be quite as quickly, but circumstances changed and Miss Millie saw no reason to wait until she got back to the office to cane Nina because she was happy that Kirsty was well prepared to give the punishment herself.
Kirsty saw that Nina was positioned properly, picked up the cane from the desk, swished it a couple of times, tapped it a couple of times on Nina’s bottom as she positioned herself to make sure that the end of the cane would land on her far bottom cheek and not overhang into thin air, and then focused on where she would land the first stroke.
Nina was looking at the seat of the chair but also glancing at the floor behind and saw Miss Kirsty‘s blurred upside-down legs positioning themselves. Nina knew that she had already received six strokes of the cane this morning from Mrs K, but then, in the past, she had also received rather more than twelve strokes in one day, or even one session, so knew that she could cope. Mind you, coping included making sure she clasped hold of the chair and didn’t stand up and clutch her bottom even as she was crying uncontrollably with the horrible stinging pain.
Nina also reminded herself that she would be getting a punishment letter from Miss Kirsty to take home to Mrs K, and so there would be more strokes landing on her bottom before going to bed. Still, more than almost any other time, Nina knew that she had brought this entire punishment on herself. She still couldn’t believe that having received six strokes this morning from Mrs K, it didn’t act as a constant reminder to her when she went shopping. In fact, she now wasn’t sure what would actually remind her to be more responsible but knew that it was still right to be given increasingly severe punishments when she did fail in whatever she was supposed to do.
Kirsty gave one last look at Nina’s fleshy bottom cheeks and whipped the cane down about halfway up her bottom making sure that the cane did land fully on the far bottom cheek rather than on thin air, and watched as the cane cut into Nina’s bottom before bouncing back out and the bottom cheeks wobbled around. Nano moments later she heard Nina’s pain-filled gasp which told her that she had landed the cane hard enough. That was confirmed when Nina let out a loud sniff and deep breaths showing she was trying to cope with the pain. Kirsty saw the beginnings of the red welt develop but didn’t wait, and pulled her arm back again and landed the second stroke just below the first welt, with another loud thwack, saw it disappear again into Nina’s very receptive fleshy bottom, bounce back out, and immediately heard Nina’s pain-filled gasp and this time heard a sniff as well. She did the same with the third stroke, landing it just below the second stroke welt, and got a tremendous amount of satisfaction from the pain-filled yelping cry that Nina gave, because, as each yelp was louder than the previous one, it confirmed yet again that she was caning the naughty woman hard enough. Certainly, the training she had given herself with the cushion at home was paying off.
Nina was struggling with the cane strokes, as she always did. She knew she was already crying with tears dribbling down for face as the fourth stroke landed and she threw her head back, yelping, with her eyes tightly closed, knowing the pain would be etched across her face for her work colleagues to see, as well as seeing her breasts swinging around. Of course, it was the same reaction any woman would give when being caned, which she got from the other people on the social networking site, who, like her, were in their forty’s or even older and subject to being spanked and caned. As the fifth stroke landed Nina cried out again thankful that at least there was just one more stroke to come. So, she was relieved, although at the same time her bottom was stinging with the cascading pain, as that sixth stroke landed.
As Nina slowly recovered from her multiple punishments, she, once again, reminded herself that she so deserved this punishment.
On the other hand, Kirsty really was satisfied with the additional six raised red welts that were appearing across Nina’s bottom, knowing that they would stay there for a good couple of days. The stinging was going to remain as well for quite a few hours, she reckoned, and she still wasn’t finished with punishing her assistant. At that thought, she gave herself a smile thinking of Nina as her assistant. Yes, she loved the fact that Nina was considered to be her assistant and would be using her during her time as an intern at the office and expect her to obey every order she gave her because it was right that she did.
Nina was thinking the same thoughts, as she had in her mind a growing respect that she had for Miss Kirsty. It should have been daunting for a seventeen-year-old who had only just started working in an office to be given this level of authority, yet she had handled it with such maturity, like a true leader, and fully justified being her boss. Nina remembered thinking when she first saw Miss Kirsty this morning how child-like she looked, although it took only a few minutes of listening to her, ‘Do as I say or else,’ tone of voice, with her fiery green eyes and blazing red hair, for Nina to realise that she was likely to turn into just the kind of woman who could deal with her shortcomings. Well, she did that today, on her first day, and Nina was thankful and knew that it was right that as it was Miss Kirsty who was most affected by her forgetfulness, that she was the one who gave her this very well given punishment.
Nina hoped that, maybe one day at least, she would learn to be more responsible, but, in the meantime, was thankful to so many dominant women in her life, like Mrs K, Miss Millie and now Miss Kirsty, who could deal with her in the way that was needed, which was always being strict, and, when the need arose, which it did so often, to deal with her so severely.
So, Nina’s feeling of respect for Miss Kirsty was fully justified and knew that she would obey her every order going forward, and suffer the consequences if she didn’t.
Kirsty allowed Nina to stay bent over as she recovered, but, once she did calm down a bit, she ordered, “Okay, Nina, you can get up.”
Nina was relieved although knew that when she stood up she was completely naked but that her stinging bottom took her mind away from that humiliation. Now she just wanted to go to the toilets and finger herself. She stood looking at Miss Kirsty although knew that all of her work colleagues were staring at her naked body, mostly smirking, although she was sure that some would be admiring her body whilst others would be wondering what it was like to be spanked, then paddled with that hairbrush, and then caned. Well, Nina knew it was extraordinarily painful, but so worthwhile if you need to be reminded of your shortcomings.
Kirsty watched as Nina continued to sniff back tears. She realised that another way to humiliate her would be to let her rub her bottom in the general office, and so, ordered, “Okay, Nina, you can rub your bottom if you need to.”
Nina wasn’t thinking straight as she was relieved to be told she could rub her bottom, but, as soon as she did, and stepped from foot to foot, and realised that as she rubbed her bottom her breasts were bobbing up and down and side to side, so she felt that huge embarrassment with the sudden realisation she was doing something so embarrassing. Still, she supposed that being able to rub and clutch her bottom, and feeling those raised welts, at least started to get her aroused as she felt her vagina quivering and aching for her fingers, even as her colleagues watched.
Kirsty smirked as she watched Nina rub her bottom, knowing how much humiliation it was causing her, but saw it as another lesson for her assistant.
Kirsty then ordered, “Okay, Nina, you can get dressed again. However, as you know, your knickers stay with me.”
Of course, it was now well known that Nina had to sit at her desk without any knickers on after being disciplined so it wasn’t really any more humiliation than normal. She was at least glad that she could get dressed again and picked up her bra, slid the straps up her arms, but her arms behind her back, and clipped the bra together. She then picked up her dress, stepped into it, slipped her arms through the armholes and then zipped herself up at the back, then straightened out her dress. She picked up her knickers wishing that she could put them on but knowing that she mustn’t, and held them out for Miss Kirsty who took from Nina put them in her top drawer.
Kirsty then ordered, “Right then, Nina, finish the presentation. We have the client coming again first thing in the morning but I want it all finished before we go home tonight.”
Nina was now used to sitting at her desk without knickers, and actually was no longer worried about it and accepted that her work colleagues knew and joked about it. She focused on her part of the presentation and happily did manage to finish it pretty much at going home time. She showed what she had done to Miss Kirsty and smiled at her boss who came over to her desk and told her that it was satisfactory.
Miss Kirsty added, “Okay, Nina, you can go home now.”
Nina stood up and smiled at Miss Kirsty and said, “Thank you, Miss Kirsty. I will be in early tomorrow to help you with the presentation.”
As she stood up Nina again saw how much taller she was than Miss Kirsty, by several inches even in her high heels. However, she also knew that whilst physically she looked down at Miss Kirsty, mentally and in all other ways she looked up to her young boss, with full respect for her, and a desire to work hard for her.
Before going home, Nina still wanted to go to the toilets, which she had been unable to do beforehand because Miss Kirsty had refused permission for her to go, knowing why Nina wanted to go. At least now Nina said to herself she just needed her knickers and then she could go to the toilets and finger herself.
However, as she was about to ask Miss Kirsty for her knickers, so both Miss Millie and Mrs K came into the office. Nina was particularly surprised to see Mrs K.
Mrs K was chatting happily to Miss Millie as they walked towards Nina, but instead of stopping at her desk, smiled at her and walked past and went to Miss Kirsty’s desk. Mrs K said a cheerful, “Hello, Kirsty. I’m sorry Nina caused you so much trouble today.”
Kirsty happily replied with a weary tone but with a smile, “No problem, Janet. On the plus side, she now knows what will happen to her whenever she fails to carry out the work properly whilst I am in charge of her.”
Nina listened to the conversation and was quite taken aback to find that Miss Kirsty was calling Mrs K by her first name, Janet, whilst she still had to refer to her as Mrs K. It was yet another clear sign that Nina had to submit to everyone around her, although still knew that was for her own good.
Kirsty said to Mrs K, “I was about to give Nina her knickers, but may as well give you the punishment letter, Janet. No doubt you will deal with Nina appropriately when you get home?”
Mrs K replied, “I most certainly will, Kirsty. I have come to pick her up because I was in the area, but you can give me her knickers as well because she won’t be needing them for just the car journey home.”
Nina blushed at the comments this drew from her work colleagues and felt so humiliated. After all, she was now going to have to go in the lift, walk past reception, and get to the car, all without her knickers on. She was going to have to make certain that her very short dress did not ride up at all, although, anyway, everyone behind her would see her very red spanked legs. She was bound to get more comments, as she did every time that she left the office having had her legs spanked. Still, it was all part of her life and one that she accepted, and she knew that tonight she will be spanked and caned once again, but still had her bed to look forward to and, she was sure, the several wonderful orgasms she would give herself.
So, all in all, Nina felt good as she told herself her life wasn’t all bad, even for a forgetful, careless, irresponsible, child-like, forty-one-year-old woman.
