“OH!” she cried out, and then shivered while he caressed her ass, and his hand cupped her pussy, massaging it. “Oh, shit,” she groaned, her feet kicking up, her whole weight resting on the desk. He felt the moistness soaking through the thin cloth.
Heather was definitely starting to enjoy these little spankings.
He let go of her incredible rear, and pulled her upright, pulling her into his arms. She clung to him, her hips pressing hard against his erection.
“Am I forgiven?” she asked, her lower body grinding against him.
“Of course,” he told her, reaching down and cupping her ass, pulling her against him. “Have you learned your lesson?”
She pressed her lips to his cheek, just beside his ear. “I was naughty.”
Harold tensed up, but Heather turned her face and kissed him on the lips, firmly. He felt her moist tongue brush across his lips.
“I’m sorry dear, if I got carried away,” he murmured.
“Oh no, Daddy. I deserved it. I earned it.”
* * *
“Where were you?” Lynn asked as Heather approached.
“Getting my just rewards.”
“What?”
“I was getting a spanking, for spending too much money at the mall,” Heather laughed, turning and showing her friend her reddened cheeks.
“Oh my God, Heather! He just now spanked you?”
“And pawed me nicely, thank you,” Heather laughed.
“God now you’ve got me jealous,” Lynn confessed.
“Want me to get you a spanking too? I bet Dad wouldn’t mind. You’re even more his type than me,” Heather teased.
“Don’t you dare!” Lynn shrieked. “How was it?” She finally asked.
“I came,” Heather whispered.
“Damn! You little slut!” Lynn giggled.
“Lynn, I hate to ask but would you put some aloe on my butt? It still stings.”
“Jesus, Heather! Here?”
“Please. But do it nicely, I bet he’s watching.”
Lynn took her time, thoroughly taking care of her best friend’s tingling tail. All the while she could feel eyes burning into her scantily clad flesh. She was going to be a bad girl when she got home. She needed it.
* * *
Janice had a hard time working up the nerve to call her husband. The night before had gone pretty much as she’d feared in her worst scenarios. For two nights, she’d been part of the festivities, with both Roger and Dan manhandling her, groping her and kissing her. Luckily she hadn’t been alone, and Melissa had been there for their attention as well. Those first two nights she’d managed to escape their clutches back to her room, and Roger had followed her the first night. She wondered if Melissa had been as fortunate.
Last night had been different. Melissa wasn’t there, and she was alone with the two. After a couple of bottles of celebratory champagne, Roger had insisted on holding her in his lap and kissing her, still celebrating their success. Then he’d lifted her and placed her in Dan’s lap, where they’d celebrated in the same way. The two men just passed her back and forth, kissing her, fondling her, charming her, complimenting her, and undressing her. They’d taken turns using her, and then used her together. For the first time she felt what it was like to have cocks in her mouth and pussy at the same time. Repeatedly.
All through the night, they’d wake up and use her, sometimes just one, sometimes both. Dan had even screwed her in the ass, and she was still sore there.
She’d had to sit in conference rooms with both men all day, burning with the shame of being their sex toy. She had to wonder if everybody else noticed the way Dan looked at her.
She’d watched the two men walking off with Melissa from accounting, at the end of the day, and she was glad for the respite. Let Melissa be their plaything for the night. She needed a break.
Ten minutes into their conversation, she asked Harold about Heather.
“Is she around?”
“Nope, she took Lynn home, but should be home by now. I’m surprised she’s late, she’s been pretty responsible lately.”
“Does that mean you’ll be punishing her tonight?” Janice asked.
“Yes, I imagine I will.”
“Have you spanked her lately?”
Harold had already alerted her to the spanking Heather had received for getting back late from the movies, and for being disrespectful.
“Yes, just this afternoon for spending more than she was supposed to shopping.” Harold explained.
“It sounds like it’s a zero-tolerance program over there.”
“Pretty much. Most of the time, when she’s done something wrong, she comes right out and confesses it, and takes her punishment on the spot.”
Janice thought about that. “Are we still being good?”
Harold hesitated. “She’s still dressed, but she seems to be enjoying it an awful lot. She came today.”
“Oh my God! Harold, are you telling me she came from being spanked on the ass?” Janice asked, pointedly.
“Some of the smacks have fallen away from her butt. On her thighs, or even on her privates.”
“Jesus, Harold. You’re spanking her pussy? That might be a little much, don’t you think.”
“Yes,” he admitted. “I can barely help myself. Please come home soon.”
“Just a few more days. I can hardly stand it myself. Until then, keep up the good work.”
“Good work?” Harold answered, incredulous.
“You do have her behaving and responsible for her own actions, don’t you? In my book that’s a new miracle. Good night, and think of me.”
“Every night.”
* * *
Harold checked his watch as Heather walked in the door. He was surprised at how much he’d missed having her around all day. He’d allowed her to spend the day over at Lynn’s house. He never would have guessed he’d actually want her around.
“Heather, what time is it?”
“I know Daddy, I’m late. I’m sorry. Lynn’s Dad wanted us to clean up her room, and it took longer than I thought; I lost track of time.”
“And you didn’t think of calling? You did have your cell phone, right?” Harold demanded.
“I forgot to charge it, I’m sorry.”
“Do I need to take the phone away again? If you’re going to be allowed to have one, you can’t turn it off when you’re away, or let it charge down. I need to be able to get hold of you.”