Now where did we leave poor young Emily? Oh yes, stark
naked and perfectly positioned across Mr Roger’s knee, all ready to be soundly
spanked.
She did pause to wonder what had lead to her being in
this position and somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that naughty girls
had to be regularly spanked for their own good, but she was confused as she
hadn’t ever considered herself to be naughty. This was going to be her third
spanking since she had been to this strange office and as far as she could recall
she’d done nothing to deserve it. Oh well, no doubt it would all come clear. In
the mean time she was all too conscious that Mr Rogers was trailing his fingers
up and between her naked thighs and
making her squirm with something she
simply could not understand. She was nervous about just how
much this spanking would hurt, especially as he was completely naked and unprotected but there was something
else as well, a sort of strange excitement building up inside her.
“So you’ve been spanked
twice already today?” Mr Rogers asked
reaching one of his hands
underneath her and a taking firm hold of one of her naked breasts.
“Yes I have, but you see.....”
“But what I see is that you must be a particularly wicked
girl to need spanking at such regular intervals.” Mr Rogers paused and looked at his watch then replaced
his hand on her breast which felt strangely comforting . “After all, you’ve
only been in the office for few hours. Anyway, let me get on with it. You clearly
need it very badly.”
He gathered up her hands in the small of her back, held
them tightly so she could not reach down
and protect herself then started to
spank her with quiet relish.
Almost immediately Emily started to feel that burning
glow that was now becoming all too familiar, and as her punishment progressed she
realised that he was determined that this time she should learn her lesson. As
the metronome rhythm of his hand on her poor little bare bottom burned its
tattoo into her now scalding flesh, that little part of her brain that could still think decided that in
some way that she had yet to find out that, yes, she was a naughty girl and so
needed this very badly . Smack, smack, smack, he went as she squealed and
wriggled and tried to tolerate the beautiful fire that had started in her bottom but was now spilling over into that strange
place between her legs and on into the
rest of her body.
She was being punished but It was beautiful and sweet and
wonderful and joyous, and as everything
that had happened to her so far swirled round in her addled brain, not the
least Alan pulling her knickers down for her first ever spanking,
and the way that
Kate had kissed her breasts ,
it was suddenly all too much and it all combined in a
wonderful explosion of pleasure, and abandoning
her whole self to it she let out a long staccato moan.
In a moment Mr Rogers had let her up and she was on his
lap and he was kissing her all over and muttering lovely things in her ear and
his hands were everywhere on her body and though some part of her had an idea that
girls should not be touched in the places where her was touching her, especially as she was naked,
it all felt so wonderful she just let it happen.
In another moment Mr Rogers slid himself out from
underneath her and asked her if she minded playing with his cock. Not having
any idea what that was, but having enjoyed everything else so far Emily agreed,
and in a second he had taken off all his lower clothing, and straining up from
between his legs was something so huge and tight and feral looking it made her
quite afraid but fascinated at the same time.
“I’m sure it’s a very
nice cock!” She said, trying to be polite. “Certainly a very big one. A bit like a snake but sort of
different. May I touch it?”
“Of course you can said Mr Rogers. “I was going to ask you
to. It likes being touched and stroked,
and it particularly likes being kissed. In fact being made a fuss of in any way
you like will make it very happy.
So that’s what Emily did. She’d never come across any
thing like Mr Rogers big snake in her life but she knew what puppies like so
treated it like a puppy and stroked and fondled it and nuzzled it in every way
she could think of while it danced and strained upwards into her hand,
trembling with some strange pleasure, and all the while Mr Rogers moaned and whimpered
but in a happy sort of way.
Emily decided that she had to be doing it right and
carried on with enthusiasm .
“I wonder?” Mr
Rogers managed to ask, his voice hoarse and strained “Are you a virgin?"
“I don’t think so.” She answered. “I told Wendy that I’m a
Sagitarious, but she thought I might be a lesbian, and she did all sorts of
strange things to find out.”
Mr Rogers was keen
to know exactly what sort of things, so she told him in as much detail as she
could, and he moaned some more and his snake got even more agitated in her hand
and suddenly from its one eye the snaked expelled a great broken ribbon of
something thick and creamy and Mr Roger let out a great yell.
****
Ten minutes later they were both lying together on the
couch in Mr Roger’s office, and although Emily was still confused, it was nice
and comforting and nothing like what she thought her first day at work was going to be
like. “I’m really sorry.” She said
eventually. “I didn’t mean to do that,
whatever it was. I suppose you’re going to
have to spank me again.”
“I suppose I will.” Mr Rogers answered. "And lot’s of other things
too. But not quite yet. I’ll need a bit of a break, but after that I think I would like to fuck you.
I’ve picked up
that all the other men in the office
want to fuck you too, but I’d like to be the first.”
“That’s nice!” Said Emily snuggling up to him. “I don’t
know what that is but I’m sure I’ll like it.”
“Sorry to interrupt.” Suddenly Wendy was in the room,
looking at the two of them lying naked on the couch. “But a bit earlier I had been trying to find out if Emily was a lesbian.
As you seem to have finished with her for the moment, do you mind if I have her
back for a while?”
“Not at all.” Said
Mr Rogers. “I’m going to fuck her in a bit, but I’m not quite ready yet.”
“Perfect!” Said Wendy. “After a long session with me, I’m
sure she will be more than ready to find out if she likes being fucked as well.”
So taking Wendy by the hand, she lead her into her
office, and shut and locked the door behind them.
TO BE
CONTINUED
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