Oh come on no one has anything to say. I'm submitting this early because I'm going on vacation and I don't know when I will be able to submit another chapter. I will be back as soon as I can though. Let me know what I am doing wrong so I can get better at this. I don't have an editor this is for fun, so if you say anything about grammar I won't read the rest of your comment. If there are any characters, places, situations etc that you think might be good in the story, let me know. I am pretty much making this up as I go. There will also be less sex after this submission. I'm going to start adding more plot.
Disclaimer
All characters depicted in sexual scenes within the story are eighteen years of age or above.
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"Ms. Scott can you come in here please?" Terra heard someone ask as she passed a conference room. She turned and walked it not fully paying attention because she was still going over the report she received from the Private Investigator. He hadn't found any foreign materials. She was confused, because she was sure she had felt his cum ooze out her butthole. {His thick cum oozing from her...} She shook her head trying to dispel the thought. If she let that thought process continue she would have to go wipe her wetness to keep from soaking her panties again. He should have found something in her sheets though, since the mystery man had left without cleaning anything up.
"Did you find what you were looking for?" Asked a metallic voice. She stiffened and tried to turn toward the voice but found she couldn't move. She heard the conference room door close, and dread filled her. These conference rooms were soundproofed for a client's privacy and now she was stuck inside one with him.
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//A COUPLE MINUTES EARLIER\\
Ryan was standing outside Terra's office wondering how he was going to get to her. He couldn't go through the front because of security and the cameras. He couldn't leave anything that would let her figure out who he was. He even contemplated getting her when she got home, but the thought of punishing her in a public place was too intriguing. Plus she needed to know he could get to her anywhere. He sent his nanites around the building looking for other entrances and found an open window three stories up. He used his nanites to insure it was empty and even saw a wonderful sign posted on the door. It read "This conference room is soundproofed for your privacy". He walked around to the back under the conference room. There were no stairs but he didn't need any. He had his nanites form into handholds that resembled the ones you see on a rock climbing walls. It only took him two minutes to climb the wall and he had plenty of time to set up some chairs and position himself behind the door. Terra was returning to her office with a package from a courier. She was reading the report from the P.I. intensely.
{Perfect timing here she comes.} "Ms. Scott can you come in here please?" He said just loud enough for her to hear.
//Present\\
"Wh...what are you doing here? You said you would leave me alone unless I contacted you." She said her voice shaking in fear as she was still unable to move.
"No what I said was I won't message you anymore and to not contact the police because I don't leave evidence. But you didn't listen." He said.
"I never contacted the police, I promise!" She whined.
"True but you and I both know a P.I. is pretty much the same thing. And once you had enough evidence you would have went to the police. So now I have to punish you." He stated menacingly.
"What are you going to do to me?" Fear clearly evident in her voice.
"I'm going to give you two options. Option one: You spend the rest of the day in Daisy Dukes and a Tube Top. I will magically make you wear this and you will not be able to tell anyone why. Nor will you be able to leave work early. Option two: I blindfold you, you will take off your skirt and give me your panties. Then you will lay across my knee and will count while I spank you." He explained.
"What?! I am not doing either of those things!!" She yelled at him. He laughed.
"Actually you will, because walking out of here completely nude would definitely be more than enough of a reason for the other partners to take you off the board and remove you as a partner."
"How do you know that? Who are you?" She asked.
"How many times must I tell you, I can read your mind. You're still not ready to find out who I am. Another day of having to wipe your wet pussy in the bathroom every time you think of how good it was to have my cock in your ass should help though. I'm growing impatient, hurry up and choose." He was really hoping she would pick spanking, he loved spanking.
"So I have to choose between embarrassing clothing or a spanking." She was going to choose the clothing and just go home sick but she knew he was telling the truth that he would make her. She had been standing here, staring at a wall unable to move for the entire conversation. Even though she really didn't want him anywhere near her butt after last night. She could at least leave the room afterwards with a semblance dignity. "Ok... I will take the sp..spanking but only if you agree not to try to have sex with me."
{Still trying to keep control. Whatever I can't wait to spank her!} He thought to himself.
"I am not going to have sex with you until you beg me. So you have nothing to worry about until then." He explained.
{Yeah that will never happen.} She thought to herself.
"Haha eventually you will." Clearly reading her mind. "Now I'm going to blindfold you. Trying to see who am during this will end in you leaving this room in your birthday suit."
{Crap keep forgetting he can read my mind. He's probably listening right now.}
"I am." He whispered in her ear as he tied the blindfold over her eyes. "I'll take these." He said, taking the file and her purse. He noticed a hairbrush handle sticking out of her purse and pulled it out. I was a wooden brush with a flat back. {Oh this is perfect!!} She slowly began taking off her skirt, obviously not wanting to do this.
"You might want to hurry, I didn't lock the door." She hurried up after that statement. She stood there covering her pussy with one hand and holding her panties out in front of her. He walked over, grabbed her hand and led her to the chairs. He sat and pulled her into his lap. She propped herself on her elbows but Ryan pushed her down. "Down." He commanded. "Granny panties, come on your ass is too nice for something so plain." He said as he pocketed them. "Now remember to count, if you forget we will have to start over." He grasped her brush flat side down and admired her juicy globes of ass meat.
"Wait how many are you going to do?" She asked, he didn't answer but just brought the brush down onto her left cheek.
SMACK
"Ow!" She yelled, it actually didn't hurt that much.
