Part 3 - Punishment
...You swiped your clothes and dashed to the washroom as I ushered in my staff for our Monday morning team meeting. Quickly dressing, it instantly became apparent that I had confiscated your underwear when I'd picked up your clothes. You slipped on your sexy dress and looked in the mirror, blushing all over again as you saw your nipples standing proudly at attention.
"Angel, would you come out here, please," you heard me call from the other room. Your heart thudded in your chest as you checked yourself in the mirror one final time.
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You took a deep breath and stepped back out into my office. Of the six seats around my coffee table, five were taken with well dressed men of varying ages, while the sixth waited empty for me. Your pulse raced as twelve eyes focused on you with appraising stares, you could feel your nipples hardening against your will as your face warmed up to a bright pink.
I walked over to stand beside the last seat as I introduced you, "Gentlemen, this is my new assistant, Angel. She aced the interview and has already shown great enthusiasm for her new position," I smiled at you. As you walked over to us, you noticed a familiar sexual scent in the air, but addled by your jittery nerves you couldn't place it.
I stepped forward, drawing your eye to the coffee table in front of me and the little puddle right on the edge, right were your pussy had been. Bending over to sit down, you watched and your heart sank as I swiped my finger through the puddle, drawing everyone's attention, before tasting my fingertip and smiling, "She is really quite a treat."
I turned my attention back to the group as you waited, continuing to talk about the work load ahead. Your empty pussy was smoldering as you tried to take deep calming breaths, your beautiful chest heaving under the thin fabric of your dress. You glanced at the men sitting around the table, every one of them was unabashedly checking you out. Looking down you saw your aroused nipples standing proudly through your dress. You bit your lip as your embarrassment washed over you anew, your cunt was on fire.
Your blush deepened as you stood there. I glanced over, catching your eye, and then motioned toward an empty crystal decanter and glasses on a tray, artfully placed beneath a painting. You rushed over, thankful for any task to keep you busy. Taking the decanter to the sink and filling it while we discussed last week's business and planned for the current one. You walked back to the tray and poured the glasses, hazarding a glance over your shoulder as you worked. Two of the gentlemen and myself were enjoying your hot ass in your tight dress as you busied yourself.
You sauntered back to the table with the tray and handed a drink to everyone, me last. As you stood I looked over at you, "Coasters, please," I said simply. Flustered you walked back over to the tray and grabbed them.
This time you noted that you had to bend way over to reach down and place a coaster on the table in front of each gentleman. Your inner slut smiled as you realized what I was after, and you made a show of placing the coasters individually, bending at the waist each time. You could see by my smile that I was pleased as you reached down to place the last one in front of the handsome young man to my right.
You stood up and paused, unsure of what to do next. In that moment I twirled my finger and said, "Turn around, my dear, I have a challenge for my team." You did as instructed, facing away from the table, and felt my hand gently touch your lower back, "Now bend over, Angel."
Your heart began to race as you stood there perched on your heels, your pert ass pointed towards six hungry sets of eyes, barely covered by the draping folds of your short dress. You took another deep breath as I began to speak again, "Gentlemen, the challenge is this: whoever has the highest sales this week..." I paused for dramatic effect and then flipped up your dress, exposing your juicy, aroused holes to every man in the room, "will receive a personal thank you from my new assistant. Won't they, slut?" you gasped at your sudden exposure as my words sunk in.
Smack! You hadn't answered the question.
"Y- yes, Sir," you said, your voice shaking as you looked over at me, still obediently holding your pose.
You saw me motion for you to stand up, and as you stood and turned around, the attractive young man on my right bent forward to put down his drink and you watched as he slid his finger through the puddle and tasted it, smiling at you, "I've already got this one locked down, Sir. I look forward to that 'personal thank you.' ...Angel, was it?"
"It's not over yet, Matt," I grinned while your heart pounded in your chest, another stab of pleasure in your little pussy, "But Angel, please mark a two hour appointment on your calendar for 3pm, Friday afternoon. You will be busy."
You stood there dumbfounded as you tried to understand how your life had changed so dramatically, your pussy was throbbing. Again. Then you noticed we were all staring at you again expectantly, your mind raced to figure out why. Oh, right, you hadn't answered. You choked out a, "Yes, Sir." and everyone smiled.
I clapped my hands loudly, making you jump, "Meeting adjourned."
Everyone stood and I followed them as they all exited, joking with them before closing the door, leaving us alone again. I turned and slowly sauntered right up to you as you stood there, trying to figure out what to do with your hands.
My brow furrowed in irritation as my finger came up under your jawline, gently sliding down to your chin while I tilted your head back, as if for a kiss, "I understand it's your first day, so I will be lenient, but in the future when I ask a question or give a direct order I expect an answer. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Sir! Sorry, Sir," you gasped.
"Good. I like to start my day with a coffee, my dear. Two cream," I swatted your cute ass as I walked back to my desk.
You glanced around before heading out of my office and past your new desk, that you hadn't even sat at yet, your mind mused. It didn't take long to find the lunch room and pour my coffee.
Coming back into my office with your delivery, I was already on the phone. As you came around beside me and carefully placed my mug on a coaster, my strong hand gently patted your ass as I looked up at you, "Just a sec," I said into the phone before holding it against my shoulder for privacy, "Thank you, my dear. Please, take some time to get acquainted with your computer and my schedule and whatnot, we will deal with your punishment before lunch," my tone sounding as if I was simply discussing work scheduling, though your heart still skipped a beat as you thought back to your interview. How I'd punctuated every word with a hard smack on your ass, as my cum oozed from your used cunt: I. Cum. First... You headed to your desk.
It took you a while to go through the mundanities of setting up your new accounts, diligently following the instructions in the new employee orientation folder that was waiting on your desk. After getting that out of the way it was a simple matter to get acquainted with my schedule and you had already begun to find inefficiencies that you could correct.
The phone at your desk warbled the off-tone of an internal call. You answered, still a bit unsure of the system and heard my voice, "Please forward all calls to my phone, and come into my office. You will take off your dress and fold it neatly at your desk, before you bring it inside. You will get it back once you are in my good graces again. You have two minutes." Click. I hadn't even given you a chance to respond.
You stood and looked around nervously, peering down the long hall that the janitor had watched you walk down after your interview. You stepped out to stand in front of my door fidgeting, smoothing your dress as your mind raced. You should just say no and walk away, you thought, but your poor little pussy was throbbing as you contemplated stripping right here outside my door. You gasped as you remembered the time limit I'd set, and sprang into action.
Sliding the straps off of your shoulders, your heart raced as you found yourself naked at work for the second time this morning. You picked up your dress and laid it out on your desk, nervously glancing down the hall as you folded it into a pretty little package.
