As Sasha lays at the end of the bed inside her hotel room she hits you with a barrage of text messages wondering why you are so late.
"This fucking asshole. How dare he be late, I'm the boss, he should be on his knees begging to get to see me." Sasha mumbles to herself looking at her phone.
As you open up the door you feel the buzzing inside your pants and let out a sigh after making it through a tough day.
"You're late." She said in a low growl, the disdain clearly present on her face.
"Yeah...there was an issue at work and I had to stay longer than expected." You say as you take off your coat and head to grab a glass of water.
"You know I don't have to keep meeting with you right? I really go out of my way to match up our schedules so often considering how often I'm on the road." She says as she continues to scold you.
You laugh bitterly and reply "I know and I am happy you do, I said I am sorry, there was nothing I could do."
"I'm the boss, nothing should be a higher priority than me." She says as she gets up and approaches you.
Your eyes jump right to her and you look at her in a stoic expression "You may be the boss everywhere else, but here you are to be well behaved and obedient, or have you forgotten your place?"
She looks up at you glassy eyed for a moment and opens her mouth to speak and then quickly turns around scoffing "I don't know what you are talking about but I don't take orders from anyone, especially losers like you."
Before she can get her next thought out you are behind her with a hand over her mouth and restrain one of her hands behind her. "It seems you have forgotten" you say as you easily pick up the petite girl in your arms and walk over to the couch.
"I suppose we'll have to remind you of it, young lady." You say before draping her across your lap.
Sasha's mouth now free starts to lash back at you "Fuck you asshole, don't fucking touch me!" She screams as she tries to kick you but you hold her down. "What the fuck do you think you are doing you creep." She exclaims.
"I'm going to teach you a lesson in humility. You'll be the one who decides how long it'll need to go for." You say as you pull her up closer after her thrashing sent her almost off balance.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean???" She spits out, now glaring straight at you.
"Well in more plain terms, a spanking" you say with a sly grin on your face "In fact, I think you may like it."
"Like hell I would like it you perv, now get off me you lo-" She's interrupted by the palm of your hand across her ass.
"Aghh!" She yelps.
She kicks even harder than before but you continue to slap her.
Once, twice, three times. Her short shorts don't leave much to the imagination and you could easily get a great grab of her ass right now but you have other goals to accomplish right now.
"Mmm!" She whines as she is starting to give up on her futile resistance.
"You know I could get the handcuffs instead but those moans seem to suggest you enjoy me holding you down myself a bit more." You whisper in her ear.
She pants and takes a moment to compose herself "You wish, as if I would ever enjoy this."
You smile at her again as your palm lands once again, even harder this time "Ahhhh!" She yelps in pain and tries one last time to kick her way out of the situation but soon realizes it's pointless. You continue to spank her for a few more minutes until you order her to reach back and pull her shorts down for you.
She hasn't said much since you started spanking her harder and you then realize the reason. She is crying over your lap and trying to hide it.
"Aw I thought the boss, the queen bee would be a lot tougher than this, being broken after a little spanking huh?" You say in a condescending manner.
"Shutuhp" She says, barely able to get the words out at all.
"Well do as I said, we both already know you aren't going to win this one, be a good girl and do as I say or this will only get worse for you." You say to her as you kiss her cheek.
With tears coming down her face she looks back at you as you let her hands loose and she reaches back and slowly tries to inch her shorts off, it's quite awkward due to the position she is in but she manages to get them down to her knees for you.
After she does so you see what you had expected from the start. A wet spot right at the bottom of her panties poking out. Her tears had never been from the pain, but from the humiliation and embarrassment of her realizing how much she was enjoying this.
She looks at the floor, face beet red and defeated as she expects to be mocked and cut with your words but instead she once again feels a hard slap now on her bare ass. She cries out in pain again and feels you pull her panties to the side.