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Job Seeking - Horizons Opened - slave girl sara

I got two replies form my previous week's applications, one said I had no experience.

When I read that I screamed and stamped my foot in anger.

"Having a moment, Ali?"

"Sorry Sir, but the job I applied for in the press office said I had no experience, how the hell am I to get experience if no one will employ me?"

My dad stood up.

"Dining room Sir?"

"Got it in one little one."

"Sorry Sir, I was being over immature."

"And soon you will be over a knee."

"Yes Sir, and well deserved."

As my dad was leaving the lounge mum whispered something to him.

"Yes, quite, over the table Ali and you may leave your pants on. Mother, could you please get me the bath brush?"

"Yes of course my dear."

"And tell Ali how much the bath brush stings across your bottom."

"Oh my, it stings like a swarm of bees Ali."

"As if you were entering H-E-L-L Alison."

Oh fuck, my daddy calling me by full name always means great pain.

"Would you like a spanking first Ali?"

"Oh yes please Sir, thank you."

He pulled out my chair.

"Do you need to freshen up Alison."

"If I may Sir."

I was soon back down and over his knee to be duly spanked, to prepare for my first bath brush tanning. Mum passed him the bastard bath brush, I giggled as I thought that thought.

WHACKKKKKK - ouchhhhh

"Laugh at that Alison."

That was three 'Alisons' on the trot. WHACKKKKKK - ouchhhhh

WHACKKKKKK - ouchhhhh, WHACKKKKKK - ouchhhhh, WHACKKKKKK - ouchhhhh

It eventually stopped.

"That was twenty Ali, make a note, the next time will be twenty-five and after that even more."

I nodded and he sat me on his knee and cuddled and stroked me until I had calmed. He knelt me down and unzipped, and I thanked him, as I had been taught. I was sent to my room and lay on my front, mum came in and lowered my knickers to rub on some cold soothing cream, then left me to sleep.

I was up early the following morning and went for a run through the park and along the riverbank. As I passed the chip shop and rounded the corner, I was so busy reading their window prices that I ran straight into Mr. Worthing. We both ended up on the floor.

"You always were a careless girl Alison, perhaps I should be ringing your Father and even our Pastor."

"I am so sorry Sir, I cannot apologise enough."

"Whatever were you gawping at?"

I told him the job vacancy tale and he listened with interest.

"I am going to London for three days this morning, call round and see me on Thursday morning, ten o`clock, I may have a solution for you."

"Yes Sir, will you be ringing my dad and Pastor Michael Sir?

"Do you not want me to?"

"Please may I tell my dad?"

"Yes of course, now I will also deal with your carelessness in an appropriate way too."

"Yes, as I deserve Sir."

It was breakfast time and I helped mum before my shower.

"Enjoy your run Ali?"

"Yes Sir, guess who I bumped into, as in knocked down, daddy?"

"Go on."

"Mr. Worthing, he said he was going to London till Thursday, and I should call in then."

"For a spanking?"

"Probably Sir, but he also said he may know a job opportunity for me."

"That is good news, now upstairs for your shower, then back down here, no need to dress."

I was spanked over my knickers again, I could actually have taken them off but honestly never thought. I thanked him as taught and was sent to my corner. No reason for my spanking but being given corner time meant my dad felt I needed half an hour for reflection.

Dad went out and mum called me over, with her wooden spoon in her hand, and I went over her knee. I had obviously let her down too, I heard her being spanked and bath brushed because of me after I was sent to bed, so I cried even more than normal for that.

It was soon Thursday, and at ten o`clock I knocked on Mr Worthing`s door.

"Good morning Ali, I see you have come for your punishment."

"My punishment Sir?"

"Did you not run into me at a million miles an hour."

"Guilty Sir, I was sorry then and am still sorry now Sir."

"Did you tell your parents what happened?"

"Yes I did Sir."

"And what did your father say?"

"Sort of how careless I was, and I was sent for my shower and told not to dress and got a spanking Sir."

"Was it deserved, or was it an accident?"

"Both Sir,"

"Do you remember the last time I had to spank you Ali?"

"Yes Sir, at my school prom Sir."

"And why was that?"

"I was being silly and noisy Sir."

"What shall I do with you, spank you or fuck you?"

"Both would be agreeable Sir, if you wish, my daddy said you would spank and fuck me and I had to do everything you ask for, Sir."

He took off my coat, jumper, and blouse. Then shoes, socks, and skirt.

"Which should I remove, knickers or bra?"

"Both please Sir."

"Then what?"

"Would you please spank and fuck me Sir as you see fit?"

My bra came off first, I remember when me and mum had one of those talks, she said if ever such an occasion happens when down to bra and pants for a Sir, always bra off first and let you boobies swing at every opportunity. I managed to sway a little as my knickers were removed, first to my knees then to the floor.

Sir let me over his knee and I gripped the chair legs as he spanked me over the bedtime one I got off dad the evening before, so sobs soon turned into a stream of tears. Sir stood me up and removed his trousers and I was encouraged to wank him stiff before sitting on his cock for a fuck and a cuddle. Wow, what a feeling, my tears of pain soon turned into tears of ecstasy as I cum and cum. I cleaned us both up and we began to chat, me still naked.

"I did say I may have a job opportunity, if you are interested?"

"Yes I am Sir."

"Do you know the gym on East Runton Street?"

"Yes Sir I do, I know a few who use it."

"Good, well, I have a private gym on the second floor for the more discerning athlete and am looking to add an EE to the staff."

"EE, Sir?"

"Exercise Encourager."

"Not heard of one of those Sir, but with it being private would I assume right that I would be naked Sir?"

"Little girls should never assume Ali, back over my knee."

"Yes Sir."

The tops of my legs were the target, and I was soon crying again with the same remedy as before but this time facing away from him and I had my tits well and truly serviced.

We chatted more about my new position, hours, wages, even holidays.

"So I will see you in the morning at ten o`clock."

"Yes you will Sir."

I set off home with a skip in my step and helped mum with her Thursday cleaning and meal making. Dad arrived home at five and we sat down for dinner, and I told them both of my day.

"Shower time Ali."

"Yes Sir."

That meant come back down clean and naked for dad to see someone else's spank marks. I had a play or two in the shower not noticing mum had come in. She sat on the bathroom stool, pulled me over for ten off the dreaded bath brush, five on each cheek. Then cuddled and rubbed.

"Daddy`s waiting."

"Yes mum."

I hugged and kissed her.

"Why the bath brush Ali."

"I was playing in the shower Sir."

He slapped my tits hard.

"You have had your final warning about wasting water Ali, I will make you an appointment with Pastor Michael, let's see if he can whip some obedience into you."

"Oh please..."

I was over for a spanking before I could add the last word, noooooooo!!!

"It will be your bedroom belt for your bedtime spanking young lady, wasting hot water indeed."

The following morning at a quarter to ten I entered the gym to start work as an EE coach.