Author's Note: This is the third chapter of a five-part series of Lei and her journey down the rabbit hole of submission. As told by her newly acquired Master, this episode is of how she fell under his control in the most unexpected way. If you have not read the first two chapters of Lei's journey, it is strongly suggested that you do so since each dealt with a dominant man key to her sexual evolution into rough, painful, and finally masochistic sex.
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My name is Sam, and I am the Administrative Services Director for a small private university. Having retired from a successful but highly stressful corporate life, this was my second career and one that was made easy for two reasons. The first was that my business executive background gave me a rather "no-nonsense authoritative" approach that complemented my domineering personality. I quickly became the proverbial "heavy" when it came to doing the so-called nasty or unpleasant tasks from which my ivory tower higher-ups shied away. This gave me more authority and because of my institutional span of control, I am often derisively referred to as "the Master."
But the real reason for my success as a Director was having Lei as my Fiscal Manager. Her expertise in budgetary management efficiently ensured that all accounts and foreseeables were promptly addressed, and that I had a balanced and workable budget. This freed me to focus on managing the University's limited resources and resolving any of the many campus crises that arose. My decisions of such matters were made highly effective because of Lei's uncompromising execution and enforcement. Those who didn't like her unflinching support of my methods and adherence to my directives called Lei behind her back "the Matron."
My Fiscal Manager's mocking nickname, however, was also a not too subtle reference to her rather conservative appearance. You see Lei was a Japanese-American woman in her late-thirties with a pleasant face. But, for some strange reason, Lei draped her body in clothing that made her look extremely conservative and prudish. Her modest breasts and trim waist were lost in her loose clothing that emphasized the fullness of her hips and buttocks. What appeared to be nice looking legs was hidden in dresses or skirts with knee-length hemlines. Her straitlaced attire reinforced her no-nonsense "matronly" perception.
While our working relationship was strictly professional in the eyes of the campus community, I was intrigued by my fiscal head. Lei was cordial with me but was at the same time extremely private about her personal life. I knew she was married to a husband who traveled a lot, and struck me in my few encounters with him as being big, boorish, and boring. Lei had twin eleven-year-old sons who seem to be normal kids, and was close to her younger sister Rae-Lynn. But, other than these few tidbits, I didn't know much more about my right-hand manager. It was as if she had some deep dark secret in her life, and this intrigued me to no end.
What really piqued my curiosity in Lei were her frequent mysterious aches that centered around her abdomen-hips-buttock region of her body. There were times when she would gasp unexpectedly; wince when sitting or raising; or have a certain stiffness when bending or moving about. Lei's discomforts became so severe and frequent that one day she called in saying that she would be out for the next month because she had to undergo an emergency hysterectomy. Upon returning to work, Lei politely declined to talk about her operation and what was going on in her life. The more we worked together, the more I was determined to discover the reason behind Lei's her enigmatic persona and mysterious ailments.
What I didn't know was that it would take a security breach that would provide me in unanticipated insight and more into Lei. We were going through our summer record audit in which we would review, relocate or archive fiscal records. Lei and her staff went about handling the assignment with their normal efficiency so I didn't pay it much heed until Lei interrupted me.
"Sam, I think," a visibly upset Lei muttered in an uncharacteristically shaky tone came to me after lunch on Friday, "we might have lost... no, I mean that we can't account for a payroll records box. I've looked but..." When Lei saw the astonished look on my face transform to one of simmering anger, she gulped and quailed at my stare. With tears welling in her almond-shaped eyes, Lei continued, "We've checked all the stored boxes...and those sent to be archived. We may have...shredded it...or..."
"Payroll records? You mean confidential personal financial information of our employees? You 'lost' a file box?" Lei stiffened at my growling utterance. Trembling at my conclusion, she looked at her twisting hands, visibly stressed.
"Lei, I'll deal with you later," I said with a disgusted tone. "But right now, I have to notify the University President. Leave me so that I can take care of this mess." Then turning my back to her, I reached for my telephone to call to see my boss but not before hearing a soft sob followed by the sound of Lei quickly exiting my office.
The ensuing afternoon was a maelstrom of shock, panic, and handwringing because a security compromise meant a series of notifications starting with the employees possibly involved, the media, and going up to the Board of Regents. Needless to say, my superiors promptly "threw me under the bus" and I took the fall, accepting all blame and negative consequences; never once mentioning Lei.
By the time, I returned to my office it was well after the close of the business day and the administrative floor was empty because of the end of the work week. I was therefore surprised to find Lei waiting for me in my outer reception area. Locking the hallway office door, I passed her by as went to my private office. Popping myself in my chair drained, I looked up to see Lei standing meekly in my doorway.
"What are you doing here," I muttered as my exhaustion and irritation laced my words. A normally confident Lei cringed as tears glistened in her eyes. "Don't you have to pick up your kids?"
"I had my sister pick the twins up since my husband is in another state on a business trip and won't return until the middle of next week. She'll take them to the movies and have them sleep over because I told her I had some important business to take care of at work." Lei paused, choking up, before whispering with downcast eyes, "Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry! I really messed up big time!"
"Lei, when the notices go out on Monday afternoon, there'll be a firestorm of inquiries, complaints, and accusations. Everyone will be clamoring for heads to roll." I watched Lei flinch at my utterance as the gravity of her actions sank in. Then taking in a deep breath and slowly letting it out, I said in disgust, "But, you won't have to worry -- I took the hit for you. As far as the higher ups know, I'm the guy who screwed up and got my ass properly whipped raw as a result. There will be a lot of people on campus who will jump for joy once they find out that I screwed up."
Tears were flowing from her eyes as she whispered, "But that's not right, Sam. It's not fair for you to be blamed for my failure. I'm the one who should be disciplined."
"Please stop it," I barked in obvious anger. "I'm the boss here, and I'm responsible for the actions of my subordinates...which, if you've forgotten, includes you! And how do you envision being appropriately disciplined for what happened? A letter of reprimand?" I thought Lei was about to flee in the face of my foul mood but instead she looked hesitantly at me as if she stood on edge of a precipice.
"Sam, I've worked for you for over eight years, and have done what you tell me because... you're so dominant and controlling of the work...and me. By you taking responsibility for my mistake is a good example of why I don't want to...lose your trust...or want to lose...your respect," Lei blurted between sobs.
"I screwed up by breaking a cardinal rule on file accountability and should be held responsible. I know you'd never forgive me if I told the University President that I was the one at fault, so I won't. However, between you and me, you must discipline me -- or I'll never be able to live with myself and will be forced to resign in utter shame.
"When I was growing up," Lei was continued before I could say anything, "whenever I did something wrong, my father would take me out to the shed. Once there he would make me take off my clothes, and whip me with his belt. He continued to physically discipline me for any infraction of mine until I left for college. As painful and embarrassing as my punishment was, I accepted it as the way to make up for my mistakes."
I was speechless at Lei's disclosure because I would have never imagined that this was her upbringing. Many things about Lei started to fall into place about my inscrutable Fiscal Manager especially why she accepted my often autocratic ways. I was shocked at Lei's disclosure of how severe physical punishment was second natured to her. I couldn't deny the arousal of my trouser snake as I envisioned a naked teenage Lei being whipped. The vision of a brown leather belt landing sharply on her tender snow-white skin, her delicious cries of pain, and the vivid crimson welts left behind roused within me long dormant urges.
Before l could recover from my shock, Lei said, "Sam, you need to physically punish me -- not because you want to -- but because I need you to. I know that you must think I'm crazy, but I'm not. I've let you down, and no amount of yelling or letters of reprimand will make up for the pain and humiliation that I've caused you. You're the first man who put his neck on the line for me because of my incompetence and negligence." Sobbing softly, Lei implored, "Please, Sam, you must punish me -- physically."
While I couldn't believe my ears, I couldn't deny my darker side that had long been suppressed in my new career, was raising to the surface. Buried memories and chained carnal cravings of my past yearned to break free from their restraints. Lei's demure sensuality, vulnerability, and willingness were the keys for unlocking those self-imposed shackles. It dawned on me that Lei had unwittingly presented me with a golden opportunity for the rebirth of my hidden self. I fully intended to take full advantage of it...and more so, Lei.
