Ellie Gets Spanked At Work

Ellie stood in the crush of the packed underground train as it rattled towards the city centre. Today was worse than usual as an excited party of teen schoolgirls were on their way to see the sights she guessed. She tried as best she could to shut out the stifling heat in the carriage.

Two days ago she had been appointed as a P.A. to solicitors Bexham and Brown in central London after an interview with the Head of PR and a young solicitor.

This morning she was on her way to visit Mr. Bexham's present P.A. to get an idea of what her workload would entail, before her new start the following Monday.

Getting chosen for this post had really boosted her self belief and self confidence and was a balm to the mess of her personal life at the moment. On a high she intended shopping for underwear and a new outfit for work after the meeting.

Her relationship with her latest boyfriend had come to an end three weeks ago. Ellie's love of sexy underwear had seemed to do nothing for him. He preferred drinking sessions with his pals to socializing with her.

As for their sex life, he had never understood her need for foreplay before intercourse or her desire for affection after fucking. All he wanted was a quick bang. She had been an idiot to put up with him for so long but did not like being on her own now.

She had never revealed to him she had secret fantasies. Being ordered to take off her knickers in public or wondering what it would be like to be given a good spanking were two that occupied her thinking with increasing intensity.

She was becoming more and more frustrated.

Ellie could not help being aware of the young man right in front of her in the train corridor near an exit door. She was helplessly invading his personal space because of the crush, practically pressing her body against his arse. A little shiver of desire for a male body ran through her. Her sexual frustration was definitely building by the day.

He had a toned build in a tight polo shirt and curly black hair. She breathed in the scent of his cologne. He in turn must have been aware of her talc and perfume as they were practically squashed together.

The train lurched and she was pushed hard against him, her firm breasts pressing against his back. He shifted, half turned his head but only succeeded in moving his back across her tits. Ellie got a very brief glimpse of a fine featured face before he turned away. She managed to move away slightly but the train swayed once more and her breasts squished again across his broad back. Ellie tingled at the contact and this time as the train sped on she let her tits rest against him. Lots of people were around but passengers were always wrapped up in their own thoughts on the tube and anyway what was there to see.? Only two passengers crushed together.

She felt her nipples harden in her bra cups as she moved her tits across his back The train lurched again and this time her legs plastered against his as well. He shifted again and his shapely arse pushed back against her and then retreated. An accident or deliberately, the thought raced through her mind. And then he was was back against her definitely moving his buns across her tummy.

Ellie caught her breath, the unexpected intimacy was exciting her. The train roared through a station. Her face was practically in his hair, and she a felt a desire to play with it, run her fingers through it. She caught her breath and wiggled her hips against the backs of his thighs letting him know for sure she was up for this. Her now stiff nipples were poking into the back of his shirt. He ground back against her as they indecently frotted against each other in the packed corridor. What the fuck am I doing she thought to herself, but she didn't want this to stop.

She wondered if he had an erection. She couldn't help herself. Her mouth was close to his ear and she gently breathed warm air into it. and felt him tense. She churned her hips a little faster as her knickers started to work up her.

They entered a tunnel and the noise in the carriage increased. Her nipples were so hard now they were starting to ache.

The train exited the tunnel and slowed. People began to move readying themselves to get off. Ellie managed to step away a little and turn round, trying to compose herself. She suddenly felt a mouth mouth at her ear.

'Thanks,' he whispered. A jolt of excitement coursed through her. He was right behind her and she let out a little gasp as she felt a hard prick against her bottom. Her mouth went dry. She deliberately paused as the train came to a halt and the doors opened. and then stepped forward to get onto the platform.

Was he looking at her pert bottom in her trouser suit imagining feeling her up? She slowed her walk feeling the dampness in her knickers and risked a quick look round as she walked towards the escalators. A pang of disappointment ran through her when she but could not see anyone dressed as he had been.

She went for a coffee trying to compose herself before she continued to the office of Bexham and Brown. On arrival the receptionist gave her directions to get to the correct floor.

She received a warm welcome.

'Hi I'm Hailey,' said a pretty brunette. 'Thanks for coming in.'

They briefly chatted about Hayley's move into banking and then Hayley put her in the picture regarding what it was like working for Mr. Bexham.

'You might like it here. It's a little different though from the usual. He can be very charming, but he has his own little ways,' she added smiling. 'Just one final piece of advice,' she cautioned. 'He prefers dresses or skirts to trousers.

And always remember you have to do exactly as you're told.' she finished giving Ellie a knowing look.

Just then her phone buzzed and Hailey picked up

'He wants me to go through,' she explained to Ellie.

'Good luck on Monday,' she said with a smile as she left the room.

At the end of Ellie's first week she gently knocked on Mr Bexham's door.

'Enter,' she heard him say. Ellie half opened the door and hesitated.

'Ah Ms. Taylor,' he said, 'Come in. Please sit down.'

Ellie sat down nervously on a little sofa, trying to keep her skirt from rising up.

'I was going to call you in anyway, but you beat me to it. I'll get straight to the point. I need to ask you this.How do think you are getting on here?'

He had a slight frown on his face.

Amy sat up straight on the sofa. Had she done something wrong? Her mind was in a fog and she couldn't think straight. His steely blue eyes were staring into hers.

'I, I,' she started to say but faltered.

'The point of the matter is, I'm a little disappointed in you' he said a little severely..Ellie went pale as he paused.

'Three time this week I walked past your office and you appeared to be daydreaming. I need you to be more productive.'

Amy blushed, red in the face during the silence that followed. She had been daydreaming when she should have been working. She needed to get a grip but she couldn't[ get the incident on the tra out of her head. One night she had had an dream,fantasizing about the curly haired young man. He had taken her out for dinner and made her wriggle out of her knickers at table and give them to him. One of those weird little dreams that never quite make sense.

'You're a little slut Ellie aren't you,' he had said in the dream as he bent down to pick up her discarded undies.

'Have you nothing to say,' continued Mr Bexham. 'You are doing it again, daydreaming.'

Startled Ellie tried to gather her thoughts. What am I doing she quickly thought to herself. I'm on probation here.

'I'm terribly sorry sir,' she said quietly lowering her head.

'Hmm,' went Mr. Bexham. 'Very well but you have to buck up, no? And to that end I have to do something, so to speak, so that you will well remember that this is the day when you learned the lesson of just what is required in your working environment. Just a little something to encourage you, No? Are you in agreement with this?'

Ellie lifted her head, eagerly nodded.

'Good,' he said. 'Now please go and lock the door.'

When Ellie returned he was sitting, arms folded in an office chair. He looked her in the eye and said, 'Now take off your skirt please.'

Ellie stared at him, went crimson. She suddenly felt a little light- headed and panicky.

'Sir,' she began but her voice trailed off as she remembered what Hayley had advised her.

Do exactly what you are told.

'Yes Mr. Bexham of course,' she answered, as if he had asked her something perfectly normal. She stood and fumbled for the zip at the side of her skirt and slowly dragged it down. She worked her hands into the waistband and wiggled it down to her knees and watched it fall and pool around her feet revealing a pair of lace trimmed, hi- cut, full backed, white knickers The hi- leg style framed and emphasized the bulge of her sex. Mr Bexham's eyes flitted over her underwear and long legs.

Ellie, not knowing where to look, had gone crimson with embarrassment.

'Now, please, lie across my knees face down Ms.Taylor,' he said.

Her long hair fell over her face hiding her confusion and shame as she positioned herself as required.

Spank!, she jolted as he whacked one pretty knicker covered buttock. Spank! he whacked her other cheek and then asked, 'What is it you have to remember Ellie.'

'To concentrate on my work Sir,' she whispered, her voice faltering, 'not to waste the company's time.'

'Ow, ow.' she cried out as he repeated the dose. Spank spank. Her legs kicked up as his big hand rose and fell.

'Lie still' he ordered as he continued to spank her.

Ellie groaned. Her backside felt like it was on fire but there was something else going on, her nipples had tightened and were sending messages to her pussy. She was getting excited in spite of the awful stinging in her bottom.

Crack! he gave her another one and she yowled.

Mr Bexham looked down between her trembling legs and noted, with some satisfaction, that the crotch of her knickers had gone wet.

'Please get up now,' he said quietly. With weak legs Ellie managed to stand up, clutching at her bottom, rubbing furiously, anything to make the stinging go away.

'Now bend over my desk and don't be alarmed, I'm going to apply some soothing lotion to your bottom to ease your discomfort,' he continued.

Ellie badly need to pee. She shivered as he peeled down her knickers to the tops of her thighs. A little smile flitted across his face as he observed the fiery red stripes across her buttocks and the pouty lips of her aroused cunt.

She jumped. letting out a little moan as he applied the lotion.

'There' he said, 'apply again at home. Now please make yourself decent and be off with you. We will meet like this again, next Friday for a further review of your diligence, no?'

'Yes sir,' she said, gingerly pulling her knickers back up and then putting her skirt back on, totally unaware in the moment that this was an itch that would need scratching again and again whatever the consequences.