Cindy was the kind of boss most men would love to put over their knee and give a good spanking to. She was an attractive woman in her mid-thirties. Tall with long sexy legs and a slender body. Her breast were smallish, but round and firm enough to catch the eye. She had medium length brown hair which was always styled back to give her the 'professional woman' look. She wore large, round frame glasses that gave her more of a schoolteacher look than a business executive. But her attitude and mannerisms were hard core business all the way.
Cindy had scratched and clawed her way up the ladder the hard way. She was now a corporate director, and a damn good one at that. She believed that in order to succeed in a man's world that she had to be tougher than most men. And she did her best to accomplish that. Cindy was a hard person to work for. Many of the men and women who worked with or under her thought of her as a heartless bitch. And some of those sentiments were indeed earned. Of course there were the usual 'rumors' that followed a powerful woman around. It was often said that she was a lesbian, despite the fact that he had been married for 8 years and had a four year old daughter.
Sam Watson had worked for Cindy for three years. He was thirty years old, divorced, and not easy to get along with himself. He was a rough looking fellow, standing 6'2" and heavyset. He was very unattractive and had a gruff personality. Sam had grown up poor and worked hard as a teenager. He managed to work his way through college by spending six mornings a week humping trash to pay his way. After graduating he worked a couple low-level jobs before catching on with the same company only a few months before Cindy came on board. She had never liked Sam, but he did a good job as long as he stayed away from people. But eventually Cindy came to the conclusion that she wanted him out of her department. And a few weeks ago Sam messed up a project and gave her the excuse she needed to fire him.
Sam was pissed at being terminated. He knew that the mistake he made would have resulted only in a reprimand to any of the others in his department. It was no secret that he had a quick temper, now Sam was angry and wanted to strike back at Cindy. He pondered for a week on how stuck up she was. And how she always acted so prim and proper in front of everyone. And that was how Sam came up with his idea.
Tuesday was the last day of the month. Cindy always scheduled an end-of-month review meeting with key staff at the end of the day to review how everything stood. Sam remembered these meetings well. He also remembered that they usually ran at least an hour after closing. He thought that this would be the perfect opportunity to get back at Cindy in a way that would humiliate her the most.
Sam had a friend named Brian who had a reputation for being a pervert. Brian had a fetish for dominating women so he was a natural candidate to help Sam. The other thing in his favor was that Brian worked with several underground webmasters so he had at his disposal a means of further denigrating Cindy. When Sam shared his idea with him the weasely-looking thirty-something year old agreed immediately.
It was after 5 on Tuesday when Sam and Brian pulled into the parking lot. The doors would all be locked, but Sam had secretly copied a key to the rear door and kept it after being fired. He unlocked the door then he and Brian crept down the hall, the smaller man carrying a dufflebag. Both men were armed, each with a small caliber handgun.
When they reached the large conference room Sam listened through the closed door. He could hear Cindy talking but was unable to make out the words. He signaled to Brian to get ready. Brian sat the dufflebag on the floor and pulled out his handgun.
Cindy was standing at the head of the table, wearing a knee length skirt and loose fitting blouse. She was addressing her key staff people. Around the table sat Mark Ross, a 45-year old married man with three children. Mark was mostly bald, an average looking man who wouldn't stand out in a crowd. He had been working there for 15 years and resented Cindy being hired over him. Seated next to Mark was Ben Sanders. He was an attractive divorced 34-year old. Going around the table were some of the younger assistants all in their mid-twenties. Kevin, James, Keith and Conrad. All four of them knew their job well and could not understand why they had to attend these gatherings. And finally there was Michael, the 40-year old accountant who kept the books for Cindy's department. He was the only person there who had a solid relationship with the director.
Cindy's message was stopped in mid-sentence as the door flew open. She gasped as Sam and Brian rushed into the room brandishing weapons. The first thought crossing everyone's mind was that Sam had come back to kill everyone.
"Everyone sit tight and you won't get hurt!" Sam insisted. Waiving his pistol back and forth.
"Wh-what do you want?" Cindy asked.
"I came back to punish you for what you've done to me." Sam replied.
"Mr. Watson," Michael interrupted. "You don't want to do this."
"Shut the fuck up, Michael." Sam demanded. "Get the bag." He instructed Brian.
Brian stepped back through the doorway and returned with the dufflebag.
"Get the ropes." Sam continued. As Brian pulled several cords of rope out of the bag Sam motioned for Keith, who was the closest to the door, to get out of his chair. "Take these ropes and tie everyone's hands behind their chairs. Everyone but Cindy that is."
The room sat still as Keith went behind one person at a time, securing their hands behind the back of their chairs. Then Sam followed, checking each one to make sure that Keith had done it right. When he was satisfied he ordered Keith to sit in his chair and then he tied Keith's hands behind his back.
"What are you planning to do?" Cindy asked.
Sam smiled, motioning for Brian to pull out the digital camcorder. "Why we're going to fuck the shit out of you, Cindy."
"Cindy screamed and started to run, but Sam pounced, grabbing her by the arm and spinning her back until she slammed against the wall. While Brian began taping the assault Sam started tearing Cindy's clothes off of her body.
Cindy struggled but was no match for Sam. In a matter of moments he had her stripped down to her bra, panties and high heeled shoes. He grabbed her bra and tore it from her body. Then he took Cindy and tossed her onto the table on her back before ripping her panties off of her. He called for Brian to help and the two of them began tying ropes around her wrists and ankles. Sam secured her feet to the bottom legs so that her ass hung off the edge of the table while her legs were spread apart on the floor. The ropes around her wrist were pulled back across the table and tied to the opposite legs. Leaving Cindy arched backwards in an uncomfortable position that left her pussy fully exposed and her breasts predominantly displayed.
