Brenda was a 23-year-old bank teller at First National Bank. Her black hair went down to her bra strap and made her dark green eyes stand out even more. She was 5 feet 6 inches and liked to wear small-heeled shoes to make her slightly taller. She had smallish breasts, which matched her tight, round, small bottom. She figured she got her nice ass from standing and walking all day. Brenda enjoyed her job at the bank. There was just one problem. She wasn't very good as a bank teller. On more than one occasion she would give the customer more money than they asked for, bad news if you are in the banking business. In addition, to banking transaction errors, Brenda had been caught reading spanking stories on her smartphone. Therefore, when Brenda arrived at work Monday morning, she was not looking forward to her disciplinary meeting with Sarah. Sarah was in her late 40's. She had blonde hair, which hid her gray hair nicely. She was stern and no nonsense. It took a woman of a certain backbone to conquer the banking world, which was still dominated by men even in 2013. Sarah knew Brenda had done more than enough to earn termination, but the Sarah's bank had recently landed big account. A few months back, The Facility opened. To everyone's surprise, it did terrific business. The owners of The Facility shopped around to various banks, and finally decided on First National. The owners, Robert and Carol, liked Sarah's straight shooter approach to banking and in dealing with employees. Carol mentioned in passing to Sarah, that if Sarah had any employees, who need a spanking, The Facility would give Sarah's employee a spanking session on the house.
Brenda sat nervously in conference room, awaiting the arrival of Sarah. Brenda was dressed in a white blouse, hair in a ponytail, a knee length black skirt and sheer pantyhose. Brenda loved how these felt against her skin, especially after she would freshly shave her legs and pussy. Brenda 'forgot' to put on panties or a thong. Her thinking was if she were fired, she would go home and masturbate through the stockings to make herself feel better. And if she wasn't fired she would get to spend the day at work feeling her stockings rub against her bare pussy and then go home and masturbate. Either way, she would win. Brenda was shocked back to reality when Sarah walked in with a laptop. Sarah didn't even look at Brenda. Sarah opened her laptop, the clicking of the keys of the keyboard were the only sounds in the room. Finally, Sarah spoke, without looking at Brenda.
"It seems you are having a rough few days here at the bank. "
"Well..." stammered Brenda.
"Not only have you make numerous errors in standard banking transactions, resulting the a loss of $1000 for the bank. You were also caught reading spanking stories on your phone. Mind you, I don't pay you to lose money. Nor do I pay you to read such things while at work," Sarah said sternly.
Brenda looked down. She felt like she was a small child being scolded.
"Therefore, as a result of your errors and inappropriate behavior at work, First National Bank has no choice but to cut ties with you as our employee. Clear out your desk," Sarah said.
"NO! Please I really need this job. I'll do anything! Please give me another chance,' sobbed Brenda.
Sarah smiled. She turned her laptop and showed Brenda the website for The Facility.
"Since you are so desperate to keep your job, you may pay for your transgressions with a visit to The Facility. Where you will be stripped naked, paraded around naked, spanked and put on display for everyone to see. At the end of your spanking, you will have to stand with your freshly spanked bottom on display with a sign around your neck telling everyone that you are the worst employee of the month at First National Bank. You will then report to my office where you will show me your punished bottom and show how grateful you are for your spanking," explained Sarah.
Brenda stared at Sarah, her mouth open, shocked at what just transpired. She wanted to say something, say that she will sue the bank for harassment or something. Instead, Brenda said nothing.
"Take 5 minutes, and look at the website for The Facility. Think over the deal on the table, which I think is more than fair, and let me know your decision at the end of business today," stated Sarah.
With that, Sarah slid the laptop to Brenda. Sarah got up and left Brenda alone in the conference room with the laptop.
"Be fired or take a spanking? How can I find a new job, if they know why I was fired? I have no choice, I need to take the spanking," thought Brenda.
Brenda explored The Facility's website. There were testimonials from 'satisfied' clients as well as a description of various spankings offered. It seemed like The Facility could do just about any type of spanking the client needed. Lastly, there was a meet the spankers section. It gave a short bio for each of the 3 spankers at The Facility. Brenda closed the laptop and left the conference room, her head was spinning with everything that had happened. She was thankful she was having lunch that day with her good friend, Laura. Brenda could at least get some advice from her.
*****Lunch time************
Brenda slid into the booth of a restaurant, Laura was already there waiting. Laura was slightly older, with short brown hair. She was nearly 5 feet 10 inches tall with C cup breasts and a flat ass.
"So? How did your meeting go with Sarah?" inquired Laura.
"Terrible. I have to either have an appointment at The Facility or I am fired."
"You mean to tell me your boss wants you to get spanked?"
"Yes and after I have to show her my spanked ass I have to thank her for allowing me to get punished. What do you gather that means?"
"Well, if you were my employee I would spank you everyday, but that's just because I know you have a secret fetish for it."
Brenda kicked Laura's leg under the table, causing the glasses, plates to jump.
"See? It's that type of naughty behavior that earns bratty girls a red bottom. And I think it's about time your pale bottom finally got some color," teased Laura.
Brenda could feel her pussy tingle with delight. Laura was right, she had longed for a spanking, but never had the courage to ask for one. Maybe she acted out in the hopes someone would give her what she deserved?
"Laura, what do you think Sarah meant by me showing her gratitude for my punishment?" asked Brenda.
"She probably wants you to lick her to orgasm. You do have a talented tongue. Don't pretend you didn't lick my pussy when we were in college," Laura said seductively.
"So you are saying that after I am spanked and humiliated at The Facility, I will have to go back to the bank and eat out some cougar's pussy?!" exclaimed Brenda.
"Pretend you don't love it. Just think, if your tongue is good enough, maybe you will get a raise," said Laura.
"You are so funny," un-amused Brenda said.
Brenda throw some cash on the table and quickly left the restaurant before Laura could tease her anymore. Deep down in Brenda's inner being, she knew this is what she had craved for years.
Upon returning to the bank, Brenda knocked on Sarah's office door.
"Come," said Sarah.
"How cliché," thought Brenda.
Brenda opened the door and entered into Sarah's office.
"I take it, you have reached a decision?" asked Sarah.
"Yes, Ma'am. What do I need to do to make the appointment at The Facility?"
Sarah picked up the phone and dialed a number. Sarah hit another button to put the phone on speaker and placed the phone back on the receiver. Brenda could hear the phone ring; her heart was pounding in her chest.
"Thank you for calling The Facility, this is Cassandra, how may I help you?" asked a sweet voice.
"Cassandra, it's Sarah from First National. I'd like to schedule an appointment for an employee of mine. She has been very bad and needs a real punishment spanking."
