Dear reader,
This is the third and final (for now) installment of the series. If you haven't read the first two, I suggest you go back and do that, as things will make more sense.
The following story is a fantasy, and as such obvious such inconveniences such as sickness, disease, and consequences. I don't condone doing anything like what happens below in real life.
Enjoy and let me know what you think.
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The next morning, Tracy was washing for me when I got to the office. She followed me into my office and asked before locking the door. She quickly undressed, removing first her shirt and skirt, revealing a matching black lace bra and panties. I could clearly see her hard nipples through the sheer material. Her bra followed her other clothing onto the neat pile on my desk, and her panties she handed to me. Taking them, I motioned to her to kneel down.
"You have more to work in with Lilly, correct?"
"Yes sir," she said from her knees.
"Good. When she gets in, I want you to beg her to let you lick her ass. I expect you to stay at it long enough that the taste stays in your mouth until lunch, since it seems like that seems to motivate you the best. You should probably also ask if there's anything else you can do for her. She might have been satisfied enough with how you acted yesterday afternoon to be willing to let you lick her cunt as well as her ass, but whatever she asks, I expect you to do."
"Yes sir," she responded demurely.
She stayed where she was until I told her to get dressed and get to work. I watched her intently, knowing that the focused look would intensify her feeling of having no power.
When Tracy left my office, I turned to my other problem child, Amy, my secretary. I hadn't asked for one, and when the blond was assigned to me, I had complained, but was told that it was important. After I found out that she was barely competent enough to make appointments, I tried again, but was once more shut down. Eventually I resigned myself to having to deal with her stupidity and annoying habits. It was only now, after dealing with Lilly and Tracy that and of the things that she said and did when she first came to work for me made more sense.
I had asked her about her always sucking on a lollipop, to which she answered that she could always suck on something else. Or when I caught a mistake, that she asked if she was going to be punished. And why she waited in my office after I finished going through things with her, as if expecting something. I looked up in hr records who she had worked for before me, and wasn't surprised that it was someone in upper management who was rumored to be fucking half of his staff. I noticed that she was running late again, which gave me just the excuse that I was hoping for. When she finally showed, I called her into my office.
"This is the third time in a week and a half that you were late. What do you think that I should do about it?"
"Do about it?"
"Yes. If I don't do anything, it just encourages you to be late more often, which is going to stop as of today."
"So you are going to do something about it?"
"Yes. Tell me, what did Tony Summers do when you were late?"
She mumbled something under her breath.
When asked to repeat it louder, she said, "He spanked me. According to the agreement, I'm not supposed to talk about it."
"Since you already brought it up, what did he have you doing for him?"
"Whatever he wanted. I know that I wasn't hired for my secretarial skills. I know that the only way I'm going to get anything in life is due to this," she said sadly, waving her hand from the top of her perfect blond hair, past her symmetrical blue eyes, unblemished skin, and full lips, and down to her large tits and fit figure. "I tried to offer when I first started working for you, but you seemed not interested."
"Yes, well recent events have caused me to reevaluate things. Here is my question. Is that what you want? Because if it is, we can redefine your job scope to include nothing more than answering phones and cum depository. But if you do want to be something more than just a pretty face, I'm willing to work with you, now that I more fully understand the situation."
Watching her, I knew that I had struck a nerve, especially the cum depository comment.
"But I don't know how to do anything else," she said as she started to cry.
"Right now, that might be true. And to start with, I will start by making sure that you feel like you are earning your paycheck. But I will also work with you on how to be a better secretary."
"Really? she asked, tears still streaming down her face.
"Yes. Once you calm down and have a chance to compose yourself, we will get started."
After taking a few deep breaths, she excused herself to the bathroom and returned shortly thereafter, once again looking perfect.
"To begin with, being late stops now. Unless stated otherwise, I expect you here before me, and to be here until I either tell you that you are free to go, or I leave. I will let you know when I park so that you can have coffee ready for me along with the day's schedule and anything urgent out important that I need to know about." She started to say something but I continued over her, "I get that you don't think that you can do that. That is one of the things that you are going to work on, and in the meantime, I'll provide incentive to learn in the form of punishments when you make mistakes. Next, I want you to start planning on spending at least half of your day in my office, taking notes and listening to conversations, so that you know what's going on. You know how to forward your desk phone to your cell?"
She shook her head.
"Ok. make a note to remind me to show you."
I noted that she didn't do anything, but continued anyways.
"During that time I will also avail myself of your other skills. That being said, your first priority is being my secretary, which means that if you are sucking my cock and someone calls, take my cock out of your mouth, answer the call, and then get back to work on my cock. Understood?"
She nodded.
"The final thing that is important for you as part of you job, is to know that there are two employees who are undergoing Performance Review processes, to which you will be exposed. I expect you to maintain their privacy in these matters, even more than I expect you to not talk about anything that happens in my office. Is that clear?"
She nodded again.
"Good. In that case, please bend over my desk so that I can spank you for being late this morning."
She hesitantly got up from where she was sitting and bent over my desk. Coming around the desk to stand behind her, I realised that this was the third ass I was going to be spanking in as many days. Knowing from the start that this was going to be an exchange that was at is heart for my personal pleasure, meant taking a different approach. I gently pulled up her skirt, revealing the magnificent sight of lavender lace hugging a bubble butt that could only have been the product of winning the genetic lottery. I pulled them down as well, enjoying the fact that I got to do it myself with needing to feel any remorse. I gently caressed her ass before delivering what I considered to be a fairly light spanking. I didn't make her count. I just enjoyed the sight and feeling of my hand landing on her perfect behind.
"I assume that you have had anal sex before?" I asked when I finished.
"Yes sir."
"Good. I expect you to be prepared in case I decide I want your ass instead of your pussy or mouth."
I marveled at the feeling as I slid into her from behind. She was tight, but not too tight, wet, but not soaked. As I fucked my secretary for the first time, I wondered if this is how management was for everyone. While I sawed in and out of Amy, who was still bent over my desk, Lilly messaged me asking if I wanted them to come to my office. I replied that I was in the middle of something, even though a part of me thought of how incredible it would be to tell them to come, to watch Tracy eat Lilly's ass while I fucked Amy. This thought finally pushed me over the edge and I groaned as I dumped my load deep inside of my secretary. I could feel her cunt clamping down around me as it seemed like it was as good for her at it was for me. I pulled out of her and sat down, not yet ready to pull up my pants. I watched her pull back up her panties, settle her skirt, before dropping to her knees before me. I smiled big as she diligently began cleaning my cock with her mouth, showing no hesitation at the taste of my cum or her own. As she worked, I wondered if she would be so diligent when I pulled out of her ass.
Finally satisfied that I was clean, she sat back on her heels and asked, "Is there anything else I can do for you now?"
"Go get whatever you need ready to start sitting with me. We have a lot to do today."
I got up and pulled up my pants as she made her way to the door. As she left, I knew that I was going to end up spanking her again in a few minutes, which was part of the reason I went light on her the first time. While she was gone, I got another message from Lilly. This one was a picture from the bathroom of Tracy's face buried in her ass. Amy came back a few minutes later with her computer.
"Did you forward your phone?"
"You said that you were going to show me how to."
"I said to make a note to remind me. Did you make a note or remind me?"
"No, sir."
"Then, whose fault is it?"
"Mine," she said sadly.
"I don't think that you are actually stupid. I think that you have relied on your admittedly amazing good looks, and never learned to be responsible. Wet are going to change that. Get back over the desk."
This time I didn't go easy. She cried out at the first smack, and was crying by the fifth. I gave her ten in total. I then showed her how to forward her phone.
"I expect you to take notes when I tell you things. If you have your computer, then do it there. Make a to-do list for yourself. If you don't, take notes on your phone and transfer them later. Go set up your phone and then come back."
The rest of the morning went smoothly, with Amy slowly figuring out what it was that I expected of her. I had her go back to her desk during a couple of client meetings, because I didn't think that she was quite ready for that yet, even though I knew that at least one of them would have been much easier with her there, distracting the older gentleman who's wandering hands and eyes I had witnessed many times before.
After lunch, I called Lilly and Tracy to my office. I debated whether or not I should have Amy sit in, and decided that I might as well. I had Amy sit in the seat next to me where I had her sir to work, with Lilly and Tracy across the desk.
"How was the morning?"
"It was really positive," said Lilly with a smile on her face.
"Tracy?"
She looked at Amy and then back at me. I nodded at her.
"While Amy is not undergoing a performance review, her job description has been updated, and she will ensure that everything here is kept confidential."
