Princess Boss Ch 08

Warning: This is a spanking/humiliation/lezdom fetish story. All characters are at least 18 years or older. If you're new to this story, it's about a hardworking woman and her co-workers being mistreated by their young boss, who was only given the job because her daddy is the CEO. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 8

After a day of highs and lows, I got back to my condo and collapsed onto my couch out of pure exhaustion. I was a whirlwind of emotions as I rested there, thinking about what a disaster that could have been. A little smile then came to my face as I reminisced on the precious last moments with Trish that made all the hardships I had been through worth it.

Proudly, I stood up from the couch and made my way to the restroom so I could take a shower. I imagined my co-workers were probably doing the same, only they were using this time to sulk in their tears.

In their minds, we had all three been disciplined by our young and hard-working boss. Mary, Sally and I were unable to keep ourselves from becoming a distraction, so Trish was forced to give us all spankings. She even brought the belt out on our sorry asses, which was possibly less humiliating than the nicknames she revealed for us based on our grooming situations.

What they didn't know, however, was that unlike them, I wasn't satisfied letting my boss think I was a bad girl. No, I demanded to speak my peace. I was a proud, strong, hard-working woman, and I made that clear to Trish by begging for her forgiveness and expressing my desires to be her good girl.

Trish, like the little angel she was, found it in her heart to forgive me for misbehaving. Her actions also made it clear that I had taken the lead to become her pet... I mean assistant... She did so by allowing me to do something with her the others could have only dreamed of.

Sure, being pulled around by my pubes wasn't the most graceful thing... neither was being nicknamed "Hairy" amongst Trish and her other rich friends. But none of that really mattered. At the end of the day, I was the one in her office receiving kisses after hours.

Not only did my lips get to touch hers, but they also got to experience those cute little tits of hers. Yeah, that's right, Trish granted me the honor of getting naked in her office and sucking on her nipples like the good girl I was.

As I faced the mirror with my chest forward, I looked at myself, proud of the woman I was that day. I could have easily succumbed to the humiliation my bitch co-workers forced upon us, but that didn't happen. Instead, I could stare at my naked body and rub my red ass, knowing I would be the eventual winner in the end.

Even as I showered and the water drizzled against my athletic and toned body, it was my princess boss that I was thinking about. Oh, how I wish I could have been over her lap again, just to prove my loyalty to her. That's how far I would have gone just to get her little nips back into my mouth.

As I washed myself, I rubbed my hands against my breasts, letting my nipples glide between my fingers. However, it wasn't my chest that I was thinking about as I closed my eyes and let out a moan. It was Trish's perky tits that were on my mind, and I so desperately wanted to see them again.

I'm not exactly sure what it was that I needed as I rubbed myself down with soap, but there was something about the experience that just didn't feel complete. All I could think about were the things Trish would do to me to show her approval, like pull on my pubes, kiss me, and even give me an accidental pat on the cooch.

Whatever that feeling was that I was missing, I was desperate to discover it the next day, as I once again attempted to please my perfect boss.

The excitement running through my veins was easily noticeable as I made my way to work the next day. I was there, bright and early, with a caramel frappuccino, Trish's favorite drink. I had even texted her beforehand to make sure it was what she wanted.

With the Starbucks in hand, and a big grin on my face, I greeted my young and petite boss when she finally got to work, about thirty minutes late, which was actually quite early for her. She looked adorable in her button up blouse and her tight skirt. I was a bit dressed up myself, wearing a pretty dress, instead of the normal button-ups with slacks.

Immediately, she noticed my demeanor. "Well, you're, like... awfully happy today. Did you like... have a good day yesterday or something?"

The smile on my face only grew bigger as Trish took a sip from the frappuccino and gave me a head nod of approval. "Yes, I actually had a great day yesterday!" I answered.

"Is that so, Hairy? I thought you'd be a little down after the whipping I gave you."

"Oh, that? I deserved it for being so naughty! But after you taught me my lesson, I turned my attitude around, and you rewarded me in the best way possible!"

"And how did I do that?"

"Miss Trish..." I started, blushing as I squirmed in place. "You remember what happened after work, don't you?"

"I remember, but I want you to like... say it."

Swaying my body from all the giddiness, I finally whispered, "You know... You let me suck on you..."

"Suck on me?" she asked, daring me to give a better explanation. "What does that, like... even mean?"

"Well, not you..." I started, closing my eyes from the embarrassment. "But your nipples..."

"Oh, that?!" Trish playfully responded. "You considered that a reward?"

I was almost offended by the audacity of her question. How could she not know that sucking on her precious titties was an honor any woman should be grateful for?

"Of course, I did!" I assured by nodding my head vigorously. "I've been in such a good mood ever since!"

"I guess I'll like... keep that in mind then," the precious woman said with a wink, making my heart skip a beat. "I need to know how to motivate all my employees."

Suddenly, I became a bit green from her mentioning the other employees. Displaying some possessiveness over my prized reward, her tits, I urged, "That's what motivates me! I doubt it would have the same effect on them."

"Is that right, Hairy? Well, I'm like surprised at how open you are about enjoying it. You sure seem to have like changed your tune from the resentful employee I met when I first got here."

Trish was right; the way I treated her when she was first appointed our supervisor was absolutely disgraceful. However, I was a changed woman now, and I was eager to show Trish how devoted I had become.

"Miss Trish, I will never take you for granted, ever again!" I explained, clasping my hands together. "Sucking on your nipples yesterday was the greatest honor anyone has ever given me! As a matter of fact, I daydreamed about it so much last night that I'd really love to do it again right now, if you'd let me!"

For once, it was the blonde princess who appeared surprised. I had caught her off guard with my willingness to please her. Fortunately, my pathetic cries for her attention would soon be rewarded as an adorable smile grew on her face.

"Right now?" she asked, sounding confident once again. "If that's how we need to start your day to make sure you're motivated, I guess we can do that."

"Yes, Miss Trish!" I pleaded, showing my desperation by dropping to my knees and hugging her petite legs. "That would definitely give me a boost to be the productive employee you deserve!"

Even Trish was surprised by my persistence, as well as my new found submissiveness towards her. I was eager to show her that she had successfully put me in my place. I was hers now, and I so desperately wanted to be her assistant, and not let one of those other bitches get the position.

By the time she let out her small but precious titties for me, I had already dropped my clothes to the floor. I was lucky I wore a dress that day for her, because it was so easy to pull it over my head and toss it to the side. The rule was for me to be naked in her office, so I needed to make sure I could make that happen as quickly as possible.

We took our places, just as we did the day prior. Almost sixteen hours had passed, but I was right back in the same position I belonged; on my knees, sucking her nipples while she sat on the couch.

Perhaps my excitement had also caught her off guard. Trish's breathing was just a bit heavier than it was the previous day. It was probably because of how hard I was sucking on her.

After thinking about it all night, I definitely showed some enthusiasm that I didn't have the previous day, when I was just a novice at sucking tits.

Like the caring boss that she was, she ran her little fingers through my hair as I continued to suck fervently. She even let out a little moan before whispering into my ear, "You're becoming such a good girl..."

"Yes! I'm your good girl!" I said, never allowing my tongue to detach from her breast. I then jumped back on it, sucking so hard, her little A cup was almost completely in my mouth.

Though I was the one submissively pleasing her, I could feel a fire inside my body, and I might have been getting wet... I suppose I was just so relieved to get my tongue on her again, it gave me the same satisfaction as... being aroused... even though... I wasn't into women...

Unfortunately, the office phone rang, and Trish had to cut our session short. She was a hard-working woman, after all, so I tried to be understanding, despite wanting to pout.

"I need to answer that," she said, gently removing me from her tit. "It's probably my friend, Tana. We like to gossip for the first four hours of work."

Falling back, I rested on my tushy, which was still red from the previous day, and let out the little whimper. I then asked in my most pathetic voice, "May I please get some extra motivation later if I'm a really good girl?"

Putting her tits away, my little queen smiled at me before giving me some hope. "Only if you're like... a really, really good girl today," she answered with a wink. "You can come back and get some extra motivation."

I hopped back up to my feet and nodded my head vigorously. "Yes, ma'am!" I cheered, almost saluting her in the process. "I always do my best for you, but I'll be extra good for you today if I get the chance to suck your nipples again!"

Miss Trish obviously approved of my urgency for her. She even gave me a nice pat on the butt after I put my dress back on. It left me with a smile as I walked out of her office and faced the other bitches, who had no business knowing what went on privately between my wonderful boss and me.

***

For the next few hours, I worked like a madwoman, hoping to prove my boss right for motivating me in her new and unique way. Yes, I was working diligently, filling out reports, making phone calls, and even doing some of Trish's assignments for her... all for the opportunity to get some more alone time with her, so I could suck on her nipples again.

My legs were squirming together as I sat at my desk, pounding my fingers against the keyboard. However, my mind kept replaying the sounds that came out of Trish's mouth, almost like little moans. I was so excited, it felt like I had peed my panties or something... because I almost felt wet for some reason.

Even my co-workers noticed how hard I was working. I could feel them staring, wondering what had gotten into me. I always thought of myself as a better employee than them, but on this day, I was on a whole different level.

Most annoying of all, I could feel Mary's eyes on me the entire time. Of course, I hated Sally the most, since she had the audacity to put my precious princess's feet in her mouth, but she wasn't any competition for me in the workplace, so she was pretty easily forgettable.

Mary, on the other hand, was always such a jealous bitch, and tried to compete with me for every promotion! That's probably why her bitch ass was practically glaring a hole through the back of my head.

Of course, my tall co-worker even mentioned my new attitude later on when we went into the break room. However, no matter what she had to say to me, nothing was going to bring me down, because I knew in the end, I had a reward waiting for me just around the corner.

"Is there something going on with you today?" Mary asked me in a curious voice after pulling her lunch bag from the fridge and taking a seat with me.

I was practically shaking from all the coffee I was drinking. I needed it to put in the work effort that Trish deserved from a faithful employee like me.

Taking my lips away from the cup so I could respond, I proudly asked, "What ever do you mean? Are you surprised by how much I'm getting accomplished today?"

She stared at me and furrowed her eyebrows. "No... I'm talking about that big ass smile you've had on your face all day."

My head popped back and my mind went a bit frantic. "Big smile? I've been smiling?"

"Yeah, you've been smiling hard and bouncing around all day. You're obviously in a good mood. You've even been humming love songs to yourself. Did something good happen to you?"

I must have been even more confused than she was, because I had no idea what the hell my co-worker was talking about. I mean, I knew I smiled a few times throughout the day, but it wasn't like I had a mirror in my cubicle, so I didn't know how I appeared to everyone else.

After quickly gathering my thoughts, I decided that I was right to be happy that day. Trish had given me the most incredible award any boss could give one of their employees. Who wouldn't be smiling after getting to suck on that precious woman's tits? However, I couldn't let Mary know about that, so I had to come up with a lie.

"Umm... my sister, Rachel!" I finally screamed out, trying to keep my cool.

"Your sister? What about her?"

"I, uh... finally let her convince me to go on a double date... Yeah! And it was fun! So that's why I'm in a good mood today!"

Mary didn't seem convinced, sitting there, raising one of her eyebrows at me. "You're this happy about going on a date with a guy."

It was hard for me to not burst into laughter after my co-worker made that remark.

As if some man could make me as happy as Trish does,

I thought to myself. However, I got it together, and nodded my head, hoping she would believe that audacious lie.

"You've been on dates in the past," Mary started, maintaining her annoying suspicion. "You never acted like this after a date..."

"Well, things have changed... and this is how I'm acting today..."

It wasn't like Mary to be this vulgar. As a matter of fact, she was quite the career-oriented woman herself who never talked about personal matters. However, she shocked me by asking, "Did you get some dick?"

Of course, I was taken aback by her comment. But as the silly idea of a man providing me this level of happiness tickled my brain, I accidentally let out, "More like I got some tit."

For a second, I thought I got away with it, but Mary leaned in and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said yeah! I got some dick..."

She stared at me, even more unconvinced. "Are you sure that's what you said? That's not what it sounded like..."

"That's what I said! I think my tongue got stuck... and I swallowed weird... So maybe it sounded a bit odd coming out of my mouth. Yes, I got some dick... It was... good..."

The more I talked, the uglier Mary's face became. There was definitely no way I had convinced her that I had sex with some man the previous day, but as long as she didn't know my real reason for joy, everything would be okay.

Glancing at the clock, I realized it was the perfect time to abruptly end our conversation. Mary was already suspicious of me, and it was a little a past eleven now, so there was a chance Trish was done with her important gossiping session on the phone.

Hopping up to my feet, I scurried out of there, cheerfully letting out, "Got to go! Bye!"

"You didn't even eat your lunch, Mary replied," still looking around with that stupid, confused look on her face. "Are you not hungry?"

"I'm good!" I shouted as I pranced my way towards our supervisor's office.

What my stupid co-worker didn't know was that there was no need for me to eat food. I already had plans for a refill of motivation. And those plans were Trish's titties.

Unfortunately, when I got inside the office, Trish wasn't done with her important phone call. However, she still allowed me in, and even mentioned me to her friend, saying, "Hairy is standing naked in the corner, like she always is."

Yes, it wasn't the sweetest thing she had ever said about me, and I still would have preferred "Rebecca" instead of "Hairy," but it was just nice knowing she talked about me regularly to her friends. It showed that my hard work was paying off, and that I was on her mind, even when she wasn't at the office.

Finally, the phone call ended, and Trish looked at me, as if to say, "What do you want?"

I rushed over to her and dropped to my knees, placing my hands in her lap. "Miss Trish! You made me a promise, and I worked very, very, very, very hard!"

"Oh, is that like so?" she asked, pushing her chair further from the desk while I followed along on my knees. "Like, how hard did you work for me?"

"I finished two TPS reports, I called three vendors for the impact reports, and I even wrote a rough draft for the 10Q cover letter!"

"Yeah, I don't know what any of that means," she said, looking as if she didn't have a single care in the world. "But if you say you worked very hard... well... we had a deal..."

My eyes grew big and I could hardly contain myself from ripping her top off. Practically foaming at the mouth, I urged, "Yes, please! I worked so hard for this!"

Just as she had done in previous times, the little princess walked over to her couch and took a seat. Like a hungry puppy, I followed on my hands and knees, waiting for the opportunity to pounce on her teat.

As she unbuttoned her top and released those pretty little things out from her A-cup bra, my eyes were glued to her tits and I could almost taste them already. However, she stopped me before I could get my mouth on them, asking, "Why do you like sucking on my nipples so much, Hairy?"

I stopped, only inches away from getting my tongue on her. Looking up, I made a confused face. "Huh? What do you mean, Miss Trish?"

"Like... we just started doing this yesterday and... you're like... addicted to my tits..."

"Yeah... So?"

"I'm just wondering, like... why?"

I sat there for a second, staring with a puzzled look. I suppose I hadn't ever thought of that before. It was just something I enjoyed doing.

Answering honestly, I eventually responded, "I guess it's because it makes me feel special..."

"Special?" she asked with a little smirk.

"Yeah... because it's one of the only things I get to do that the other girls don't... It makes me feel special to you..."

"Is that all, Hairy?"

Growing a bit red in the face, I continued my embarrassing admission. "And sometimes... you moan... and it makes me feel really good about myself... like I finally did something right for you..."

Chewing her bubble gum obnoxiously, she stared at me before letting out a chuckle. "What a good girl you are," she started, before bringing her chest forward. "I thought you were like... only doing this because you wanted the assistant position."

I really wish I could have explained myself better, but before I knew it, I was suckling on her nipple like a hungry baby. In my head, I knew there was more to it than some stupid assistant position. I just hoped that she could see that through my actions, instead of just telling her with words.

So there I was, in my favorite position, yet again. Trish was resting her back against the couch as she kept her hand on my head while I sucked the life out of her titty.

I was all over her, practically climbing on top of her smaller frame as I worked my tongue against her areola, pleading her to moan for me. That's when suddenly... we were interrupted...