Consequences Pt. 02

A week had passed since Catie had been 'punished' by Nick the boss at work. After he had fucked her so hard and spanked her he had explained that any further mistakes would be met with more serious repercussions and then helped clean her up and sent her home.

She was very confused - she had felt an intense connection to him. She had submitted to him and she knew he had felt a connection to her. However over the week he had only been professional when ever they had seen each other and she didn't know quite what to make of it.

Today was the last day of the week, Friday and god she loved Friday. It tended to be an easier day with not quite as much to do as people wound down for the week - finishing off bits of paperwork and cleaning up for the weekend.

She was surprised then when her line manager dropped into her office and handed her a box of files.

"Hi Catie, sorry to do this to you but these must all be sorted and organised before you can go at the end of the day."

She stared at him then put on her best fake smile...

"Okay Tom, I understand..."

Inside she was cursing. She had only been here a week and couldn't afford to not do everything that was asked at her as after her fuck up the previous week she couldn't afford any mistakes. Tom left and she eyed the box up with trepidation. There were a lot of files in there.

She sighed and opened the box and began filing. She got so involved in her work she didn't notice everyone around her clocking out and going home. It was only as the cleaner came into her room she realised how late it was. She had only finished filing half the box worth of data. Her heart sank. They would be locking up soon. There was no way she could get them all done in time.

Determined to get as much done as she could in that time she dove back to work with a will.

"Catie..."

She froze. She recognised that voice. She turned around slowly and he was stood there in the doorway. Tall, imposing, glittering eyes staring at her again. She instantly felt her arousal burn through her. She straightened her skirt and shirt again (a new one after he tore the last one).

"Yes Sir?"

"I thought my instructions to Tom were clear - these files were all to be sorted before the end of the day."

"Yes Sir!" Her eyes looked down at the floor - she had messed up again...

"It is now the end of the day... They are not all sorted... Do you understand what this means...?"

"Yes Sir..." She licked her lips and moved to her desk bending over and placing her hands flat on the surface.

Nick walked over and sat down on the large chair in the corner of the room.

"No... Come here..."

She looked confused then walked over to him. He reached up and guided her, instructing her in his calm but authoritative voice until she was lying over his lap. He undid his belt and slid it out of his trousers.

Catie felt her breathing quicken. No one had used a belt on her in years. Last time she had struggled to cope. She felt him slide her skirt up exposing the curves of her ass. His firm fingers squeezed and teased her ass then gripped her panties tightly and ripped them down her legs. She could feel the wetness of her pussy seeping around her lips as she felt his arm pinning her down to his legs.

"Count Slut"

She took a deep breath then shrieked as the belt cracked down on her ass. She counted. Even when the tears came and flowed freely down her cheeks she counted. When he reached twenty she heard the belt drop to the floor. She felt his hand gently stroking her hair as she lay helplessly over his legs. Her ass burnt. She felt his hands slide over her body. He reached into his suit jacket and she felt him remove something then a soothing cool sensation (some sort of cream) rubbed into the welts on her ass.

His fingers stayed there, teasing her pussy as she lay there for him. It didn't take much before his skilled fingers found her clit and bought her to almost instant orgasm she was that aroused.

He then helped her up and pushed her to her desk. Clearing it with one sweep of his arm he lay her on her back. Lifting her ankles to his shoulders he entered her firmly. His hands were on her shoulders pinning her to the desk under him, her legs on his shoulders as he thrust into her. She looked up into those glittering eyes and was pinned in more ways than one, helpless, immobile, physically and mentally with that look as he drilled into her eager cunt.

He pulled out and pushing her legs higher exposed her ass. She looked at him in panic but he released one hand, spread some of the cream on her ass then pinned her again and started pushing his thick cock into her ass.

She gasped, the tears filling her eyes again as he slowly split her ass open. It had never felt this stretched and she bit her lips as she tried to relax and let him have her. Soon he was fully inside her and gently rocking back and forth as she got used to his girth inside her. He began to fuck her ass then. Building up to longer and deeper strokes in and out until finally he pushed his cock as far inside her as he could and exploded filling her ass with his cum.

Dropping her legs he slid out of her. Cleaned himself up and her gently then leant over and kissed her softly.

"Well done slave. Make sure you get the rest of those files sorted on Monday."