Appeasement

Kat smiled, a genuine one as far as her clients knew. She shook each of their hands and walked them to the door of the conference room, gesturing down the hallway as to where they should depart the office. However, the moment they were out of earshot, her mood changed considerably. She, with great control, closed the door and turned to Brian, the manager of the software development department. Kat walked up to him quite quickly and stopped just in front of him, causing him to pause in putting his papers in order.

"Brian, if you ever, EVER, again try to blame the delay of this project on me and my department, especially in front of our client, I will do everything I can to make your life a living hell around here. I know we don't know each other well, but believe me, while my manner is usually quite even tempered, I do not put up with anyone trying to shift blame to others. You are quite lucky that I was able to appease them and not lose their business altogether. I expect that you will take some responsibility, push your staff to work a little more diligently, and not let our timeline slip again!"

Without waiting for a response from the slightly stunned manager, Kat quickly grabbed her own papers and laptop and walked quickly down the hallway, obviously seething with anger. She didn't even notice Samantha, the human resources manager, walking towards, and then past, her, her head turning to watch Kat practically stomp down to her office, then shut the door a little louder than normal. Samantha had come to know Kat quite well in the past couple of months, especially after her Master, Andrew, had enlisted her to help extend his control over her into their workplace. She had often called Kat to her office, her webcam on and running so Andrew could watch as she performed however he had requested, be it taking the crop or strap to Kat's plugged ass, cunt, or tits, then using her mouth for her own pleasure, and leaving Kat in a needful state for the rest of the day; or filling her with a vibrating assplug and a vibrator for her cunt, strapping them in, and forcing orgasm after orgasm out of her until she begs for relief, then continuing on until Andrew was satisfied, leaving Kat in a wrecked state for the remainder of the day. She'd also taken Kat's ass and cunt many times with her strap on, riding out her own pleasure as she used Kat's needy holes, both of them cumming hard and fast, over and over.

Concerned, Samantha turned on her heel to follow Kat into her office, to find out if she could help at all. She had never seen Kat upset, not like this. Just before entering, she felt a hand on her elbow, tugging her back. She turned her head to find Edward, the director of the software division, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong, Edward?" Samantha inquired. She and Edward had quite a close relationship, having had an on/off sexual relationship for years, usually in between each others' more serious ones, so they often talked about work issues quite easily.

"Brian just came to my office, quite put off that Kat had scolded him regarding their project. When he explained what happened, I actually agreed with her response, but I'm unhappy with the fact that she did not come to me with the problem. I would have said the exact same thing, quite frankly. Brian is an insolent ass, and this isn't the first time he's blamed others for his own subordinates' delays. I'm surprised, though; she's worked here for several years and knows the procedure to follow when needing to deal with situations like these. I was actually coming to find her and Mark, her boss, and see if we can talk about this. I know that we all have our 'off' days, but I can't have other employees taking matters into their own hands."

Samantha smiled slightly, causing Edward to ask, "What, does this amuse you?" She shook her slowly, "No, no, that is not what I'm smiling at. Why don't you let me handle this? In fact, why don't we both go to my office and call Kat to us? There's no need to involve her boss. I'm pretty sure that we can make sure this will never happen again. However, I do need you to agree to complete discretion and to follow my lead, ok?"

Edward nodded, a glint of amusement and much interest showing in his eyes. If Samantha was asking for discretion, he knew that whatever was about to happen was most definitely of a sexual nature. What he didn't know before, but was about to find out, was that Kat responded quite well to sexual domination and punishment. Samantha quietly spoke about her relationship with Kat on the way to her office, telling Edward about how she knew Andrew, about how he had employed her in helping keep Kat in line during the workday. Once in her office, she showed him the picture Andrew had emailed to her, of Kat in a chair, her legs propped over the arms, her mouth filled with a thick dildo, her fist buried in her spasming cunt and her ass stretched wide with a vibrator. Edward could scarcely believe it was Kat, only knowing her as a bright and eager coworker who managed to excel in nearly every project she was given. He always thought her to be reserved, which Samantha said she was, but that there was obviously a big part of her life she made sure remained private.

Edward felt his cock thicken at the sight of the picture, then even more as Samantha played him a couple of the videos she made with Kat for Andrew. Samantha smiled gently, knowing that at some point, she was going to ask Andrew if she could include Edward into their discipline sessions, anyway. Today seemed like the best time.

"I'm going to call Andrew and speak to him about this. He will want to watch, and I want to make sure he approves of your presence before we proceed." Edward, quite excitedly, nodded, settling into Samantha's chair and pulling her to his lap as she dialed Andrew's number. His hand sunk between her thighs, gently caressing her soft flesh, grazing his knuckles across the warm flesh of her cunt. She could feel his thickened cock beneath her rear and ground lightly down into it as she waited for Andrew to answer.

Andrew apparently readily agreed, as long, of course, the webcam was turned on and he would be in complete control of the session. Andrew instructed Samantha on several actions to take; she wrote them all down carefully, Edward reading along. After a few minutes, she handed the phone to Edward, explaining that Andrew usually insisted on meeting anyone involved with Kat's punishments, but since this was a different situation, he would take Samantha's word that he would approve of Edward's presence. They spoke briefly, and he handed the phone back to Samantha. He smiled broadly at her, eager to begin.

Samantha switched on the webcam, mounted almost hidden in the corner of the office, and after saying goodbye and promising Andrew that Kat would remain safe, pressed another line to dial Kat's extension, "Kat, could you please come to my office? Yes, immediately!" She smiled at Edward and slid her hand between his thighs to caress his erect shaft through his pants, making him groan as she hung up her phone.

Kat sighed softly as she slid the phone back into the cradle. She slid her hand back to rub at the tense muscles in her neck, her embarrassment at her earlier actions and her anger barely having subsided in their intensity. Kat was upset with herself, in how she reacted to Brian and knew that she did so in a manner that was both unprofessional and very unlike her. She had just started reworking some of the proposals she had already spent so much time on and now Samantha called her to her office. Kat was hoping to finish all the revisions during the afternoon so she could avoid taking work home for the weekend but now it looked like this would be impossible. Samantha often took at least an hour, if not more of her time, depending on Andrew's mood. She did smile softly, knowing that a trip to Samantha's office often meant an interaction with Andrew. Since he had been traveling quite a bit lately, Kat was eager to speak with him via webcam, no matter what the nature of his call.

Upon reaching the office, she knocked three times softly, and then entered without being called in, just as they had worked out her arrival weeks ago. She closed the door, but when she turned back, she took a step back, startled to see Edward sitting in Samantha's chair, and Samantha leaning against the front of her desk, her arms crossed, her brow furrowed in obvious dissatisfaction. This change of procedure caught Kat by surprise, and she forgot completely about the fact that Andrew may be watching. Samantha had recently gotten a new webcam, sent to her by Andrew, and this one did not have the telltale light on it that was activated when the webcam was on.

"Sit down!" Samantha spat out, pointing to the seat just in front of her. Kat hurried to the seat, her face paling as she gazed to Edward, Brian's boss. She suddenly realized that Brian must have run to his boss to complain about her, and just as she was about to open her mouth and explain her actions, Samantha laid her hand across Kat's cheek in a quick stinging smack.

"Quiet! I think that you've said enough today!" Samantha calmly scolded Kat, her eyes narrowing as she saw the tears already start to twinkle in Kat's eyes.

Kat's mouth dropped open as her own hand went to cover her reddened cheek, her eyes wide as she stared up at Samantha. Her utter embarrassment at being slapped in front of Edward was apparent. She closed her full lips quickly, rubbing lightly at the slapped spot on her cheek.

"Edward came to me just a bit ago, telling me how you treated one of his employees. Do you not understand that there are procedures in dealing with complaints, especially legitimate ones, about your coworkers? That you are to either go to your boss, to me, or to the boss of the person with whom you have a complaint? For you to handle such an obvious problem on your own only serves to undermine those of us who do have authority in this company, and quite frankly, it shows you to be an immature, insolent employee. I'm surprised Kat, and so is Edward. While Edward has actually taken your side and has already disciplined Brian, he is quite right in insisting that some sort of correction be dealt to you as well."

Kat clenched her fists together, willing herself not to get upset and start crying. Her stress level was elevated due to the earlier events and she was doing everything she could to maintain herself. The tenseness of her nature was very apparent to Samantha and Edward, even Andrew as he watched via his monitor, and they all knew that she had already berated herself for her actions. However, all of them, including Kat, knew that it would take more than self-reflection to ensure that it would not happen again. Andrew especially was eager to start her punishment, in the office, for he would continue it himself when she arrived home that evening. Kat was often very careful not to misbehave, but, on occasion, he would punish her regardless of her actions. Those times when she did misbehave gave him the opportunity to try out a new implement, a new device, or a new method that he had been waiting to use until just the right moment. He was glad that he would know her exact mood upon leaving the office after this was over so that he could determine just how to continue her punishment and enforce her submission. He did not mind when she took matters into her own hands, but not when she blatantly refused to follow the proper channels. He made it clear to Samantha that humiliation, especially public, was a most effective punishment for Kat.

Kat nodded slowly, not trusting her voice. Samantha reached down and slid her hand into Kat's thick dark hair, tugging her to her feet by it. "Remove your skirt and your blouse, now!" Samantha commanded, glaring at Kat. Kat's eyes widened as she glanced at Edward, who still sat in Samantha's chair, grinning smugly.

"Please," Kat whimpered softly, trembling slightly. "Andrew expects to be involved in any of my punishments, he will be upset to know that I've shown myself to someone he did not know." Kat glanced over at Edward again, who still continued grinning, but this time at Samantha. Samantha grinned back to him, from behind Kat. She came up behind Kat, her hands starting to slowly unbutton her blouse. She whispered softly in her ear, "Andrew has granted me permission to treat you as I see fit, whether or not he is watching. He also has allowed me to invite anyone into this office to witness, or even participate in, our sessions, as long as they remain discreet. Edward has agreed to this, knowing that Andrew could easily bring ruin to his life should he cross any of us." Kat nodded slowly, feeling the cool air of Samantha's office brush against her heated skin as she removed Kat's blouse. Samantha quickly pinched both of her nipples tightly, tugging at the rings through the base of them until she heard Kat hiss. She released them, then reached down to undo the clasp and zipper of her skirt, tugging the material down her hips to reveal just a garter belt, her sheer stockings, and Kat's bare cunt, kept waxed or shaved at all times. Edward swallowed slowly, his eyes traveling down the length of her body, surveying her, his eyes twinkling as he noticed first, her pierced nipples, and then, her pierced clit hood, the tender nub already showing beneath it, glistening and swollen.

Kat moaned softly, and Samantha's fist twisted into her hair as she guided her over her desk. Kat blushed as her head settled quite close to Edward, who remained seated in Samantha's chair, so that if Kat tipped her head back a little, her eyes would be directly on the bulge in Edward's pants. Samantha moved behind Kat and bent down to remove her heels, forcing her to remain on her toes. Kat whined softly as her legs strained to hold her up, and Samantha landed a hard smack to her bare cheek, quieting her. Samantha moved around to the front of her desk and opened a drawer, removing long strands of soft rope. She moved back behind Kat and, wrenching her legs apart, proceeded to tie them to the legs of her desk.

With her feet no longer touching the ground, Kat grasped onto the edge of the desk to steady herself, her hips digging into the unforgiving edge of the desk. Samantha noticed her discomfort and grabbed a cushion from the nearby sofa. Kat lifted up slightly, whispering her grateful thanks to Samantha as she slid it beneath her. The cushion, though, served a double duty of protecting Kat and arching her back so as to present her ass higher into the air. Kat still struggled slightly, her thighs burning, her leg muscles twitching as they tried to relax.

"Now, reach forward and take off Edward's belt. I'm sure he's very uncomfortable. Ever since I showed him the videos, he just can't sit still!" Samantha laughed as she noticed Kat blanch, then blush even harder, realizing that Edward was now quite aware of Kat's sluttishness. She reached forward, her pierced nipples crushing against the desk. She undid his belt and tugged on it, pulling it from the loops, and then held the thick leather in her hands presenting it to him. Edward glanced at Samantha, who nodded to him and gestured him to join her behind Kat's spread form. He stood up, but before moving away, slid his hand into her hair and ground her face into his trousers, smearing her lipstick across them and her face. He shrugged slightly, stating that he had another pair in his office and it didn't matter if they were ruined.

As he came around her, his eyes widened as he saw the edge of the plug protruding from between her spread cheeks. No wonder she was struggling so much, he thought, realizing that the wideness of her stance meant that she had to try even harder to keep the plug from popping out, something that he was sure would anger her Master. Kat was in constant movement, albeit minor, just enough to keep her grip on the plug.

"I want you to remove it, Edward. Slowly now, just twist it back and forth at first. There, that's right. See how she shakes her pretty little ass? She must like it. Now slowly, very slowly, start to pull it back. Ooh, yes, very good. You can see how tender her rim is, so red and stretched from wearing it all day." Edward paused at these words, just at the thickest point of the plug, looking at Samantha almost incredulously. "Yes, that's right, all day. Every day, Andrew inserts it into her ass every morning he is in town and if he's not, then she does so herself but on webcam so that he may witness it. Every night, he removes or she does in front of the cam. Sometimes, he fills her cunt with love balls, sometimes he harnesses a remote control vibrator to her that he can use via a program installed on her computer, and tease her for hours without allowing her to orgasm." Samantha paused, realizing that Edward was still pausing and that Kat was writhing in discomfort. She closed her hand over his and tugged the plug free of her ass. Samantha took it from him, and with a devious smile, moved in front of Kat.

"Open!" She hissed out, Edward moving around to her side to watch as Kat obediently, but obviously disgusted, opened her mouth to accept the plug that had been in her ass all day long. Samantha tilted her head and thought of something, gazing at Kat. She moved past Edward and grabbed another cushion, propping her face up so that Andrew was sure to see every expression on it. Kat, of course, did not know, or even care why Samantha had done this. In fact, the angle of her upright head only arched her back even more and made her slightly more uncomfortable.

Samantha and Edward moved back behind her, both of them commenting on how her tight asshole was winking at them, straining to close after being plugged all day. They verbally critiqued her cunt: how wet it was, how easy it was to see every part of it, her painfully hard clit, twitching and practically begging to be touched. Edward also noticed faint scars across her backside, and Samantha explained that Andrew often used the cane on her, telling him especially of her monthly interest "payment" she made every month for a full year in exchange for Andrew paying for her parking tickets. He nodded slowly, his fingertips skimming across the smooth flesh of her rear and thighs. His head tilted slightly, as he moved closer to her inner thigh.

"Is that a scar?" he asked Samantha. She smiled softly, knowing exactly what he had found.

"No, that's a brand. It's Andrew's mark of ownership. He impressed it into her flesh soon after they met as a permanent reminder of her submission to him. She also wears a collar, a necklace to your eye. The one she wears everyday was given to her by Andrew. Only he removes, and replaces it with a more standard collar at his discretion."

Edward was intrigued. After an approving nod from Samantha, he pressed his fingers across the brand, causing Kat to draw her breath in sharply, his fingers barely grazing across her swollen cunt. He moved slightly closer, and was able to make out even more scars, although very slight, across her cunt lips and mound. He glanced up at Samantha, who nodded knowingly.

"Andrew does not permit Kat to wear panties, unless he instructs her to put them on. For some reason, it slipped her mind a few weeks ago. Andrew made a surprise visit to the office and found that she was wearing them. He dragged her here, as this office is soundproof, and proceeded to whip her cunt with the cane he keeps in his briefcase. I won't forget that day. He had me assist him. She was laid out on my desk and I sat on her, my cunt in her face, my hands holding her thighs open wide, muffling her screams as he striped her cunt a dozen times with the cane. Andrew can be quite cruel if he needs to be, but he is also very sure not to permanently physically harm Kat. While it took her flesh several days to heal, the incident will never be forgotten."