Getting My Sexy Arse Spanked by My Boss – What A Bitch!

Getting My Sexy Arse Spanked by My Boss. 

One of my favourite films, when I was younger, was The Secretary with Maggie Gyllenhaal. I loved the scene where her boss made her bend over his desk and spanked her from behind. I used to rub my clit, rewinding the scene and watching it again and again until I came. Later, in bed, I’d push a vibrator into my pussy and spank my own arse with the flat of my hand or a hairbrush. I’d pretend that it was my boss at work who was punishing me.  When it finally did happen for real, getting my sexy arse spanked by my boss was a real shock – not least because she was a woman.

We were in Manchester in the north of England for a conference and my job was to help my boss make a presentation. Like an idiot, I left my laptop at home in London. It contained several important files and caused all kinds of chaos. My boss was furious and made me drive straight back to London to get it. She was so angry.  I thought she was about to hit me or fire me on the spot.

Eventually, I got back to our hotel that night after the 8-hour round trip. I took my laptop straight to my boss’s room, ready to go over everything for the following day. I hoped that she’d calmed down in the meantime, but she was still angry. She sat on the bed and coldly told me that she was very unhappy with my performance and attitude.  Soon, I was close to tears by the time she’d finished dissecting my character.

I was about to realise I had no choice.  I was getting my sexy arse spanked by my boss! 

My boss looked at me with total contempt and told me that it was decision time. Either I’d take her punishment or she’d fire me. As I was overdrawn at the bank and late with the rent, I decided to take her punishment. My boss smiled evilly and ordered me to undress. I felt tired after my long drive, angry at her abuse, and hated being in her power. My humiliation increased when she stared at my naked body and then ordered me to go and take a shower.

When I’d dried off she ordered me to lie face down across the bed. I had no choice, getting my sexy arse spanked by my boss was the only way to keep my job. For a moment nothing happened, then her hand struck my bare arse. I yelped in shock and squirmed on the bed. She harshly ordered me to lie still and said that if I moved again she’d use her belt on me. I knew she meant it and gripped the mattress hard, determined not to move.

My boss hit me again and again. 

Each time she spanked me, the crack of her hand slapping my arse sounded like a pistol shot. I’d been spanked before by boyfriends and I had a really hot twisted stepfather spanking, but this really hurt. Getting my sexy arse spanked by my boss was a punishment, not a silly game. My arse must have been bright red, and glowing like it was on fire. Without thinking, I jerked as she spanked me again. I knew what was coming next.

My boss walked around the bed to stand in front of me. She took a black leather belt from her closet and dangled it in front of my face. Cruelly, she let the belt slither over my face and neck. My boss raised the belt and flicked it like a whip. The tip lashed against my sore arse, making me scream. My boss sneered at me contemptuously and told me to bite a pillow if it hurt too much. Then she walked behind me and thrashed me with my first real stroke of the belt. The pain was intense but I actually preferred it to the spanking.  My boss hit me again.  That made me so wet. 

And it didn’t go unnoticed.  I bet you’re HARD now just reading about me getting my arse spanked by my boss arent you? When you call, I’ll tell you what happened next…

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