"This is ridiculous," Sophie whined.
"No," James reasoned. "You agreed to the rules and you broke them. I have decided upon your punishment and you will serve it today."
Sophie pouted. Everything James said was true. She had certainly agreed to a set of rules which they had established together and she had undeniably and willfully broken several over the past week. She'd told James she was going out with friends after work when, in fact, she had gone to her favorite lingerie store. She had agreed to a budget which included $100.00 a week for "fun money" which she could spend on anything she wanted and she had gone over that amount by quite a bit. But seriously, he loved the new corset, g-string and nightie she'd bought!
"Stop pouting and put on that shift. You're coming to work with me so get in the car," he ordered sternly.
Sophie rubbed her bottom, already sore from a ten minute spanking this morning and reluctantly grabbed a simple blue shift dress. She slipped her feet into a pair of sandal and glared at James who simply chuckled a bit and swatted her ass to get her moving.
James owned a small antique store on the edge of town and Sophie generally spent several days a week helping him research the value and authenticity of new acquisitions. Today, however, she would not be engaged in such activities. Dragging her feet, she trudged to James's seldom used office. No one but she and James were allowed to enter the large room, so neither of them worried about employees or customers casually walking in.
"Strip," James ordered.
"Really?"
"No more whining or I'll use the cane," he threatened.
Sighing, Sophie pulled off the shift and handed it to James. He then pointed to a caned bottom chair. Rolling her eyes, Sophie sat.
"Good girl. Now don't move off that chair unless I tell you to. Obviously, you are not to leave this room. When I get a break I will come back to check on you and let you have a restroom break. I'm taking the dress with me just to ensure that you comply."
"James, please, don't take the dress," Sophie pleaded. "You know I hate that. I feel so vulnerable without access to my clothes. I won't put it on unless you tell me to, but please, leave it in this room. What if an employee walks in?"
"I've given them the day off, so that's not a concern. And as for you feeling vulnerable, that's exactly what I want. You lied to me and you over spent your budget. Maybe by the end of the day you will remember the importance of your own rules!"
Sophie squirmed on the chair after James left. He was right, she knew that, but she didn't like this punishment. She could feel the marks from the caning cutting into her tender bottom and knew that if she squirmed too much James would know by the markings on her ass. At least he'd pulled the curtain on the window between his office and the store. Sometimes he just turned the lights off and while she knew no one could possibly see into the window, she was still grateful for the more certain privacy of the curtain.
An hour later James returned and Sophie was rocking in the chair with the need to relieve herself.
"Good! You're back. I so need to pee!" she said.
"One moment," he responded.
Lifting her breasts, James tweaked her nipples until they stood at attention. Then, he placed tweezer clips connected by a sturdy chain on each bud. Sophie squirmed even more.
"Please," she begged.
"All right. You can go now, but don't touch your nipple," he warned.
