Hannah Submits

My boss is coming back to do room inspections at the hotel. The anticipation and fantasies I've been having since he was here two weeks ago are keeping me constantly sexually excited. I hadn't had sex in over three years until he stuck it to me during my week of training for my new position as manager of one of his hotels. He promised more of the same during the inspections.

He sent me a box of lingerie I was to wear everyday during the inspections. The lingerie highlights my two best assets. Most of the bras push my breasts up and together making lots of cleavage. Some are corsets which I've always found very sexy but had no idea I could wear. The underwear are thongs or boy shorts that show a little bit of my round luscious ass cheeks out the bottom. Some may say this isn't sexy on someone my size but it sure made me feel that way and as long as Jason likes it that's all I care about. The stockings and garters are nice and much more comfortable to work in than the panty hose I usually wear.

I didn't know they made this sexy stuff in my size. I'm 5'9 and 220 lbs, a natural red head with blue eyes. One of the pluses of my size is it gives me big 34D breasts. Up until Jason I thought those were my best asset but he's an ass man and apparently big asses are his thing. He practically worships my big white silky smooth ass cheeks. The thought of him squeezing, pinching and kissing them makes me feel sexier than I've ever felt in my life.

Jason walked into the lobby at about 3pm on Monday, wearing his typical business attire of pressed slacks, a long sleeve dress shirt and tie. The thought of running my hands threw that jet black hair and staring into those bright green eyes as I came was making me feel flushed and I knew I was wet. I was picturing his 5'11" frame naked, lean and tan pumping into me. I glanced at his crotch and could see the outline of the biggest cock I'd ever laid eyes on in person. That sight didn't help my libido.

We had spoken on the phone almost everyday but only about work. We never mentioned what had happened. The only reason I had to think there might be a repeat performance is because the last time I saw him he'd told me he planned to get some more use out of my hot curvy body and he'd sent all that expensive underwear. Why would he spend that kind of money and insist I wear it if he had no intention of seeing it.

He ushered me into my office and shut the door. He reached down and put one hand my ass, pulling me toward him, holding me tight against his crotch. The other hand was on my neck holding me still for a breath taking kiss.

"I guess you missed me as much as I've missed you," I sighed with a breathless laugh.

"Oh yeah it was a long two weeks." He said letting go of me and stepping back. "We might as well get started with the inspections."

"Ok, I blocked off the third floor. I thought we'd go from room to room."

"Hannah, I think you read my mind. Before we get started I have some rules."

"Rules?"

"Not so much rules as consequences. Think of it like a game leading up to a big win for both of us."

"I like to win big." I said with a wink. "What are these rules?" I asked with apprehension.

"For everything I find wrong you lose a piece of clothing, I get to choose which piece."

"I'm glad I blocked off the whole floor. I'm not sure if I want there to be things wrong or not."

"As your boss I hope everything is perfect, but personally I hope there's a lot wrong. Once you've lost all you clothes you get a swat on the ass, doubling in number with each infraction."

"I'm not sure about this. I haven't been spanked since I was 5 and running around work naked doesn't seem like a good idea."

"We could always do this the traditional way but we'll finish sooner and I don't have a reason to come back for a month or more. I've been looking forward to this but I won't make you do it. "

"That sounds like blackmail. Why can't we just fool around part of the day?"

"I really want to play. It will make things seem less tedious. Now let's go."

Apprehensively I led him to the third floor. I could feel him watching my ass all the way up the stairs. The first room only had one minor issue so I only lost a shoe. He knelt before me running his hands up my leg to the top of my stocking. He stopped when he touched skin and moved back down again. He slipped off my shoe and carried it to the next room. In the second room he found three infractions. I knew he was going to find more and more wrong with each room. This game was going to be over quickly. I lost my other shoe, my hair tie and my shirt.

He held the door open for me. I peeked out, seeing the coast was clear but still embarrassed and scared I ran quickly to the next room. There was no way to explain this if we were caught. Holding my discarded items Jason stood in the open door way staring at me.

"Would you get in here, someone might see me."

"This is my game and that means I get to look at you in that sexy corset. I picked well."

"Can't you look after you shut the door?"

"What fun would that be? Relax and have fun, the potential of getting caught adds excitement. "

"Easy for you to say you probably won't lose your job."

"I'm pretty sure I would. I think this is technically sexual harassment or something." He said as he shut the door.

He claimed he only found one thing wrong with this room. I could see several other things, but I wanted to keep my underwear on a little longer. I knew it wasn't covering much but it made me feel covered. With the skirt added to his pile Jason held the door open for me as we exited.

I ran to the next room and was putting the key in when he stopped me. "I think we should go back down and do the rooms on the other side."

Not wanting to discuss it in the hall while practically naked I ran back and hurried into the room. When Jason came in he was laughing.

"I don't think that was funny."

"I do. I only did it to I watch your ass jiggle in those lacy panties as you ran." He adjusted the erection that was pushing against his slacks. It looked like it wanted to burst the seams.

"Are you going to get undressed at all during this process?"

"Nope, let's get on with it. I see an infraction already. Watching your ass made me want to see more of it. Turn around and remove your panties slowly."

I did as he asked. He brushed his erection across my ass, grabbing the panties from my hand as he walked to the window. He held them up to his face smelling them with a deep breath. "UMMM, and wet too." He said before opening the curtain.

I tried to cover myself. Screeching "what the hell are you doing."

"I need more light to see the details. Stand over here out of the way," He pointed to a spot off to the side of the window.

I knew he meant my details not the rooms. I was standing where only someone looking up at an angle could see me. I was holding my breath staring out, hoping no one would. He walked around me slowly, taking his time looking me up and down. When he got behind me he stopped. I could hear his raspy breathing. I was about turn around to see what he was doing when he swatted my ass.

Yelping I jumped a foot in the air even though he hadn't swatted me very hard. "Hey, we aren't that far I'm not undressed yet."

"You're as undressed as your going to get. I like your ass framed by the garter belt and stockings and that corset makes your tits look great. That was one. Now just stand there and be quite while I do this inspection."

"Yes Sir!" I said sarcastically

He gave me a look that was a mixture of surprise and lust. He seemed to take forever inspecting the room. The whole time I squirmed in front of the window trying not to beg him to shut the curtain. He was right though it did make me a more excited. Finally he opened the door and waved me to go. I ran next door. He walked in behind me without a word and sat down on the bed, patting his lap. I walked over and when I was within reach he quickly pulled me down across his knees. My pussy was gushing juice. I wondered if he'd be able to tell when he punished me. After spreading my legs slightly apart he used one arm to hold my legs with the other hand he began rubbing slow circles around my globes. I was shivering because it tickled and in anticipation.

"How many do I get?"

"Well I found four infractions so starting with two the total is 62."

"NO, NO! That's too many," I squealed, trying to get up. His hold kept me firmly in place. All I managed to do was grind my stomach against his erection.

"We can stop playing. It's time to for you to go home anyway. Tomorrow we can do this normally and get it over with," He stated calmly as he released my legs.

I didn't stand up. I laid there trying to decide if I could bear receiving 62 swats.

"I won't be able to sit for a week. That is if I can handle it at all."

"How about I take one infraction off for good behavior? That's only 30. I'll start out nice and easy."

"What if it hurts so much I have to scream?"

"I'd prefer you control yourself but we can stuff your panties in your mouth like we did last time."

"One question before I decide. What is it you get out of this?"

"Lets see, you squirming around on my cock for one, the sight of your ass turning bright red and getting hot under my hand for two and most importantly when I'm done I get to make it feel all better."

"You better make it feel a lot better."

"I promise," He said as he quickly swatted one check then the other much softer than I had expected but I still yelped because I wasn't ready. He progressively swatted me harder and harder threw the next 12. He stopped and softly rubbed the red heated globes. I was managing to keep quit by holding my breath and letting out deep gasping sighs and grunts. I did wiggle considerably and wondered how his poor cock was taking the abuse, all squeezed up in his pants with my big ass writhing away on it. When I'd caught my breath I realized he was breathing a little harder himself.

"Your ass is beautiful. I like the red in contrast to the rest of your creamy white skin, it's heating up nicely. I'm enjoying this immensely, especially since I know you are too." When he said this he was sticking one of his big thick manly fingers between my pussy lips, drawing it up between my ass cheeks spreading my juice with it. He ran his finger up and down my crack a few times then removed it. He immediately began spanking again. I was mewling from the tenderness and this abrupt change made me moan. The last 16 swats were the hardest of all but I took them all; moaning as much from the thought of what was coming next as from the spanking itself.

"16 and one for good measure," he said while letting loose a 17th swat so hard it made a loud cracking sound I screamed and tears ran down my face. I guess he was being comparatively gentle up until that last one. He didn't seem to care that I had screamed and that it could have brought all the employees crashing in on us. He began smoothing his hands over my red tender ass. I was recovering from one pain only to have a different kind replace it. He was being gentle but it stung and made me wince. He let out a sigh and stopped caressing me, but he still held me in place. I was trying to catch my breath and stop the urge to rub my hot ass. I knew it would hurt if I did. Neither of us said anything. I was waiting to see how he planned to make it all better. I'm not sure what he was waiting for. Maybe he was just looking at his handy work.

I turned my head to look up at him. Before I could say anything he told me to stand up with my back to him. I did. With his hands on my hips he pulled me back between his knees. His breath whispered across my ass. I sighed; it felt so good. It was taking the heat away. He blew on my ass holding my hips. I began to squirm; as good as it felt I needed more. He softly brushed his lips softly across each cheek. He followed his lips with his cheek. The 5 o'clock shadow was pricking the tender skin. Each touch brought a sigh or a moan. I expected to feel wetness running down my thighs. He let go of my hips and I heard him shuffling around then what sounded like a bottle opening. The next feeling was a cool wet liquid running down my ass.

"I guess it's only fair I use this to sooth these beauties since its part of the cause."

"You took lotion out of a room and then punished me because it was missing?"

"Yes but I knew I'd need it," He said laughing. He lightly began to rub the cool lotion in. He occasionally would squeeze or pinch one making me squeal and jump. He seemed to find this amusing. With a final squeeze he let go and asked "How does that feel?"

"Cooler but they still sting."

"I can take your mind off that. Bend over with your hands on the dresser and spread your legs."

I was wondering what he would do, finger me, taste me or just get right to fucking me? Any of those was fine as long as he did something soon. I wiggled my ass at him.

"Look in the mirror, don't take your eyes off me. I want you to watch me fucking you."

I looked into the mirror, smiled and wiggled my ass again. I watched him step between my legs, so his erection still covered by his slacks was rubbing my exposed cunt lips and sore bum. I give him pleading look but he was staring at my ass. Looking at our reflections he leaned back a little and I felt his hand move down between my ass and his slacks brushing my very wet pussy. This caused me to moan. I heard and felt him unzip his pants. He let them drop with his boxer briefs to his ankles but didn't take them all the way off. His erection sprang from its tight confines right up against my ass crack. Jason gyrated his hips, his giant member rubbed across my l warm ass.

"I can feel the heat with my cock. It's so erotic I bet with just a few strokes between you hot cheeks I would cum all over them." He said looking me in the eye.

I must have made a face because he laughed and said, "but I won't I promised I'd make it feel all better and I plan to do just that." He leaned back and placed the head of his engorged penis against my tight pussy entrance. He slowly tried pushing in but I wouldn't accept him.

"Spread your legs farther apart and bend forward a little more," He instructed. Taking an ass cheek in each hand he spread them apart and looked down watching as the rosy head of his cock nudged me trying to gain entrance. "Jesus Hannah you're a piece of work. All wet and begging for it but you won't let me in. I'm not going to finger you like last time either you open on your own or I just go back to my room and masturbate."

"Sorry I'm not some whore that can drive a train up her twat," I sputtered in anger and frustration. I started to stand up but he placed a hand between my shoulders holding me down.

"I don't want a whore, I want you but you're so uptight you're clenching up. Why? Is it because you're not in control? I can tell from our last week together that being the one in control isn't working for you." He growled while shoving the head past my barrier. I grunted and tried to pull away. He held me firmly. "I'd bet you've never cum with a man before me. Sex is supposed to be fun and freeing and most importantly in your case relaxing. It's not a struggle for control."

I pushed back making myself accept a little more of him. I winced and bit my lip. Whining I said, "Jason I want this, I need it, but it scares the crap out of me. I don't like needing anyone for anything even for sexual fulfillment."

"You were fine until I started to put my cock in you."

"It was a game I could walk away anytime. This I can't walk away from."

"No you can't. Not anymore." He said grabbing my hips and thrusting so half of his thick long cock was imbedded in me.

I gasped and my arms buckled and my knees would have gone out from under me if he hadn't been holding my hips. Falling forward, my head rested on my crossed arms, I spread my legs as wide I could and pushed back taking him to the root. I let out a small scream for the pain followed by a moan. Jason didn't move; like last time he stood perfectly still letting me adjust to his size. I looked into the mirror and he gave me a piercing look I felt deep down in the pit of my stomach even though I had no idea what it meant. Holding my gaze he pulled out slowly then thrust back in hard and fast. I was wet and slick but tight my body was still resisting each thrust. He released my gaze and looked back down spreading my cheeks to watch as he plowed hard into my wet canal and then pulled slowly back out. He would squeeze my cheeks on every thrust.

Watching him, as he watched his cock batter me, with his balls slapping against my clit and the pangs I felt from his hands abusing my tender ass my orgasm was an explosion like nothing else I ever experienced. I saw the sun burst into a thousand stars behind my closed eyes. I couldn't scream my breath was trapped in my chest but I didn't want to breath I wanted to hold it all in. As my orgasm ebbed I missed it immediately.

Jason kept thrusting and grunting. Finally he looked up into my eyes, releasing my ass he leaned down pressing his body into my back. His hands fondled my breasts though my corset. In this position he was barely able to pump in and out of me. He moved very slowly and deliberately, swiveling his hips after every push. Moving one hand down to play with my clit he whispered in my ear using the sweetest softest voice, "I'm not going anywhere."

I blew up again, convulsing around him, panting and moaning, whispering his name over and over. He stood back up and thrust a few more times before a final powerful push that caused me to slide forward on the desk. His breath blew from his lungs, followed by a deep guttural moan,"Oh Hannah."

Panting he fell forward on top of me. "What are we going to do about you?" After catching his breath he stood up and waddled backwards falling onto the bed. "Come here and lay down with me."

I stood up and turned around, leaning against the desk. I watched as he kicked off his shoes and pushed his pants off his feet.

"I have to leave. I should have been gone already. The employees are going to wonder where we are."

"I said come here." His tone was harsh. He slid up the bed taking off his shirt. He leaned against the headboard. I felt his gaze drawing me to him. I wanted to go to him. I even took a step forward but turned around and began searching for my clothes. "Hannah, please don't make me ask you again," He said in the same gruff tone.

I sat down hard on the edge of the bed flinching when my tender ass landed on the scratchy quilt. With my back to him I mumbled to myself, "What the hell am I doing?"

He scooted down the bed putting his legs on the outside of mine pressing his dick against my ass and wrapping his arms around me. Holding me tight against him so I couldn't get up without a fight he asked "Do you like what we've been doing?"

"Yes, but there's gonna be back lash. I'm the boss here and need respect. You're my boss so I'm more likely to get fired than you are. You could fire me."

"Hannah, forget that for a minute. Do you like it when I take control?"

"Yes, but that doesn't change anything else."

"What are you thinking about when I tell you to do something?"

"I don't know. I guess I just do it to please you. I trust you...at least until all the fun is over then my brain just goes back into over drive."

"I have a proposal. You've heard about dominates and submissive?"

"Yeah, that's what you've been doing with me isn't it."

"You need someone to take control so you can relax."

"So you've decided you're my Master."

"I can be."

"So I just give up everything and let you boss me around. I'm assuming outside of work as well."

"I'll only take what you give. I can only help you if you let me."