Ashley was a college sophomore with a rough life. She had been kicked out of her parents house when she turned 18, and quickly discovered that life on her own was difficult. She enrolled in a local community college to start getting up onto her feet, and got a job at a local dog kennel.
The kennel was owned by an older gentleman, in his mid-50s, called Jerry. Jerry was a strange man - he'd never married and did not have many friends. What Jerry did have, however, was a successful business. Jerry operated a dog kennel not far from his home, which had grown over the years into quite the business. The business was in a remodeled, single-story home, with a reception area on the first floor for customers to bring their dogs in, and office, and a play area for the dogs where the houses' kitchen used to be.
The first floor also had Jerry's bedroom, which he used on occasion if he felt he needed to spend the night with the dogs. Sometimes he had workers scheduled overnight, and they would take care of things, but if he couldn't get someone on the schedule, he'd spend the night there himself.
In the basement of the home-turned-kennel were the crates for the dogs. Jerry could keep as many as 20 dogs overnight, for customers on vacation. The backyard was fenced in and provided an excellent place for the dogs to play, whether they were there for the day or an overnight stay. Jerry cared very much for animals and treated the dogs very well. He acquired a good reputation for this reason, in spite of the awkwardness of his personality.
Ashley, in contrast, was a friendly and bubbly young woman. She graduated in the middle of her class, as a smart girl who didn't apply herself as much as she should have. She also excelled in sports, including both volleyball and track, in high school.
For college, Ashley attended a nearby community college and had managed to get a cheap apartment for herself. She had no idea what she wanted to specialize in, and was taking general education credits for the time period. She was now in her second year.
She had worked in restaurants and retail, but when she discovered Jerry was hiring, she jumped at the opportunity. Ashley grew up with dogs and loved working with animals. Besides, this job would require less customer interaction than she was used to, which was a big plus for her. Ashley had bad experiences as a waitress, in part because she was often crudely propositioned by patrons, or smacked on the rear by the line cooks in the back. She welcomed the opportunity to work mostly by herself, with animals.
Jerry had hired her right away, taken by her beauty, confidence, and kind demeanor. It is worth discussing Ashley's physical appearance in detail. Ashley was about average height, with platinum blonde hair that she tended to keep in a bun, or let down in a beautiful wavy fashion from time to time. She had a pretty face with an "all-American" look, adorned by piercing blue eyes. Her chest was perfect, with B cup breasts that perfectly matched her personality. From her years in track and volleyball, Ashley also boasted finely toned legs and a pert, round, bubble butt. For her interview, she had dressed nicely, but her day-to-day work uniform consisted of blue jeans or jean shorts with a bright blue T-shirt with the company's name and logo on it.
Ashley liked the job a lot, and over time, grew more and more comfortable with it. She liked interacting with customers, as people tended to be much nicer to her than at her previous jobs. She also enjoyed playing with dogs. Most of all, she enjoyed Jerry's hands off approach to management. After teaching her the responsibilities of the job, he pretty much let her do her thing for most of the shift with minimal input from him.
After about three months of working there, Ashley began to slack off in some ways. She neglected to clean the floor in the indoor play-area as was expected before leaving for the day, and she even made customers wait at the door so that she could finish eating lunch or scrolling through her phone. Simply put, she became too comfortable and slipped into her bad habits. She was even late for work a few times.
Jerry had become increasingly irritated with her, but one fateful day, he snapped. Ashley had irritated a customer by making him wait to retrieve his dog for almost 10 minutes. The customer complained and was told to wait outside the office while Jerry gave Ashley a "stern talking to". Jerry then brought a startled and indignant Ashley into his office.
"Miss, do you think they way you've been acting is appropriate?" he boomed. "I have had it with your attitude and lack of respect for this job. You don't clean up correctly, you show up work, and now customers are complaining about your laziness. This is unacceptable!"
Ashley stood, shocked by Jerry's sudden interest in her work performance. She meekly said "I'm sorry, I promise I will do better from now on!"
This was not enough for Jerry. "You're damn right you will, because I'm going to fire your ass if you get another complaint!" He was yelling loud enough for the customer outside to hear, but quieted down for the next part. "Now young lady, I pride myself on great customer service here, and I won't have the gentleman you were rude to go home unsatisfied with your performance." He paused for a second, and Ashley looked at him inquisitively, hoping for an opportunity to rectify her mistake and get back in her boss's good graces.
"Now, young lady, where I come from, if you can't keep up with your responsibilities, you get punished!" Ashley did not like where this was going. "If you take your punishment, we can forget this ever happened and go back to normal. If you don't agree to be punished, I'll have to fire you on the spot, so the gentleman outside knows I take these matters seriously." Ashley felt her heart would beat out of her chest. "What is my punishment?" She asked innocently, still not anticipating how the situation would escalate.
"Simple", he replied, "We are going to give that cute little bum of yours a good spanking!" Ashley was shocked. "You have no right!" she pleaded. "I am a grown woman, you can't just spank me like a child, you're a grown man with no right to touch my bottom!". Jerry sat, unfazed, at his desk. "You are certainly entitled to that opinion, and I won't do it against your will. But if you do not agree to the punishment, I will have to fire you." he said calmly, in a stark change from his angry outburst minutes earlier. "Besides," he said quietly "you are wearing blue jeans, so it's not like it would hurt that much. It would show the customer that I care about my employees' behavior, though."