Job Shopping - slave girl sara
My dad was none too happy, and I got his belt for leaving my job again, but being belted every night was better than the jobs were. Anyway, back to the One Stop Shop, it is where I am heading right now for a one-thirty appointment, I am only a few minutes late.
"Good afternoon, please could you point me in the direction of Mr. Wood?"
"No problem, take the lift to the top floor."
"And?"
"And what."
"Where do I go then please?"
"See if you can work it out!"
"Thank you Sir, I will."
It was easy, top floor, out of the lift, and the door in front had on it,
Mr. Brian Wood - Manager
. I wondered if it was the Mr. Wood I knew, I knocked and waited.
"Come in Mary Parker."
Oh shit, it is the one I know from the church's adolescent, s spanking panel.
"Good afternoon, Sir, so sorry I am late, no excuses, I miscalculated how long it would take me from home to here."
"Thank you for your precise explanation my dear, would you say that thinking of me as the man you know, that explanation would suffice?"
"No Sir, not in the slightest, sorry."
"So, how many options can I give you?"
"Please Sir I do not need options, I would accept whatever punishment you see fit."
"Well done Mary, your answer has gone a long way in your favour, tell me, how much of this little episode should we tell your dad, and indeed, your grandfather?"
"Please Sir, I would do anything for it to remain between us two, were that possible Sir."
"I am sure we can agree on a suitable arrangement, erm do you have anything you wish to say?"
"Yes I do Sir, and I notice your trousers are bulging again, the way they did when you used to deal with me over your knee Sir."
"And do you know why Mary?"
I hesitated a while, not to think why because I knew, but how to express it so I got the job knowing how he perved at me last year when he spanked me for dropping a cup in the church hall kitchen. I say a cup, it was not only a cup but two side plates, a saucer and a teaspoon, which was the only thing to survive the fall.
"Is it because as a twenty-two-year-old I still have the young body of an eighteen year old Sir, with a cute spankable bottom or could it have be you wish to see me naked Sir, and make me your play thing before spanking my naughty little bottom?"
He just smiled, and when he sees my whipped bottom from my dad, I knew he would explode.
"But Sir?"
"Yes Mary?"
"Was my interview good enough to get me a job trial Sir?"
"Yes of course, three months trial starting tomorrow."
"Sorry Sir I did not quite catch that, was that a one week's trial?"
"Yes it was, a one week probation, is that ok?"
"Yes Sir, should I lock your door and get naked Sir?"
You know the saying, 'All Your Birthdays Have Cum At Once', well that`s how Mr. Wood looked?
"Yes, we do not want anyone interrupting your interview, that would never do."
I turned the key and locked his door.
"May I put my knickers and dress on this chair please Sir?"
