Spanking in the Office: Strict Boss Spanks Young Man's Bottom
Summary:
The handsome Lukas has a bit of a punctuality problem, much to the chagrin of his boss, Mrs. Schneider. When he’s late once again, she grabs him and spanks him first with her hand and then with a cane.
The Late Employee: A Serious Talk in the Office
It was a cool autumn morning. The office doors of Krauss & Partner stood wide open. Between nine and half-past, employees crept in with sleepy faces.
All was as usual – except for one person who was missing once again: Lukas.
His lateness had become almost habitual at the company. But today, Mrs. Schneider had enough. Three times this week, and this was just too much.
She stared hard at the clock. At exactly half-past ten, Lukas strolled into the office, smiling broadly as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
He plopped down in his chair, oblivious to Mrs. Schneider standing in the doorway with her arms crossed.
Her expression was strict, almost cold, promising nothing good. Her black pencil skirt hugged her hips, and her dark stockings emphasized her slender legs. Her eyes flashed dangerously.
“Lukas,” she began, stepping into her employee’s office. “How many times have we had this conversation?”
Lukas smirked, leaned back, and crossed his arms. “No idea. I kind of lose track,” he replied casually.
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Mrs. Schneider took a deep breath and held her gaze on him. “You think it’s amusing to ignore the rules? Do you think I have time to keep going over the same thing with you?”
He shrugged. “Rules aren’t everything.”
“Oh, really?” Her voice lost its coldness, becoming calm – dangerously calm. “Then I think it’s time you learn what can happen when you don’t take the rules seriously.”
Female Boss Puts Young Man Over Her Knee in the Office
Before Lukas could react, Mrs. Schneider stood up, grabbed his arm, and pulled him out of his chair with a firm grip. The sudden tug snapped him out of his laid-back stance, and his eyes widened. “Hey! What are you doing?”
But she didn’t let go, resolutely pulling him closer to her and finally dragging him into her office. Once there, she sat down in her chair and promptly bent the young man over her knee.
Lukas’s eyes widened in shock. He tried to pull away, but Mrs. Schneider held him firmly by the waist.
“This must be a joke, right?” he panted, trying to free himself from her grip. But his hands found no hold on the smooth floor.
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Mrs. Schneider said nothing. Instead, she reached for the waistband of his pants and pulled them down a little, without hesitation or regard.
“What are you doing?” Lukas’s voice broke as he realized what she was up to – and that he was powerless to stop her.
“Doing what I must to make sure you learn to be on time,” she said, her voice as sharp as a knife. His pants slid lower, and then she grabbed his, pulling them down to his thighs and leaving his bare buttocks exposed.
“Mmm, nice…” she murmured, raising her eyebrows as she took in the young man’s well-shaped backside in all its glory.
She slowly ran her fingertips over his bare skin, enjoying the way his cheeks quivered and wobbled under her touch. “But they won’t stay untouched for long.”
She raised her hand, held it briefly in the air – then brought it down hard on his bottom.
Older Woman Spanks Young Man on His Bare Bottom with Her Hand
Smack! The first slap made him gasp. It stung immediately. Lukas’s face twisted in discomfort, his mouth forming words, but shame kept him silent. Mrs. Schneider, however, remained unimpressed. Her hand rose again and landed once more on his bare backside.
“Punctuality here isn’t a suggestion, young man,” she said calmly. Smack! Her hand crashed down on his rear once more, leaving a bright red print where her fingers had landed.
“Ow! Dam—” he started, but she cut him off with another firm smack.
He began to squirm, his legs kicking out involuntarily. But every attempt to free himself only made him look more helpless. Her hand continued to rain down unrelentingly on his soft, now-glowing red skin.
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Lukas felt the heat spreading beneath his skin as a painful throb began to build.
His shoes slipped on the floor as his fingers clutched desperately at the tiles.
“Please, stop,” he panted, as the relentless rhythm of pain pulsed through him. But Mrs. Schneider didn’t stop; instead, she packed even more force into her swats.
Each slap landed precisely, with a slight wrist flick that intensified the sting.
“Ah! It hurts! Enough!” he cried as the pain brought tears to his eyes. But Mrs. Schneider didn’t relent.
“Maybe you’ll remember this moment when you’re tempted to be late again tomorrow,” she said, continuing to turn his bottom a fiery shade.
In the Office: Spanked and Given Cornertime
The young man’s legs kicked desperately in all directions as he lay over Mrs. Schneider’s knee, her hand relentlessly striking his bare cheeks.
The loud, sharp slaps echoed through the office, each smack filling the room with a nearly electric tension. His entire lower body flinched with each spank, and his skin was now burning hot under her hand.
Finally, when the heat became unbearable and his protests turned to soft whimpers, she stopped. She rested her hand on his bright red bottom for a moment and stroked over the hot skin, causing him to flinch.
She lifted him off her knee and set him upright. His face was flushed deep red, his eyes shining with shame and pain.
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“Stand in the corner,” she said calmly, pointing to the wall behind her desk. “And stay there until I tell you to come back.”
He hesitated, but the look she gave him made it clear he’d better obey. He staggered to the corner, his pants and boxers still around his ankles, and stood there with his head lowered.
“You’re not to leave this corner until I say so. Perhaps you’ll take this time to think about what punctuality means.”
It took a while for his breathing to settle, the throbbing pain in his backside ever-present.
Mrs. Schneider left him in the corner for about ten minutes before calling him back to her.
Caned in the Office: Female Boss Bends Employee Over the Desk
“Lukas, come here!”
The young man turned around, his head bowed. He glanced at her uncertainly, but she hadn’t lost any of her resolve. Instead, she pointed to her massive dark wooden desk.
“Bend over with your upper body on it.”
Lukas’s eyes widened briefly, but he dared not protest. He approached slowly, his steps hesitant. He leaned over the desk and felt the cool surface against his skin.
Mrs. Schneider wasted no time. She picked up a slim cane that was by her desk. Lukas couldn’t see it, but the slight breeze as she swished it through the air made him freeze.
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“Twelve strokes,” she said in a calm tone. “And I expect you to stay still.”
Lukas clenched his teeth and nodded weakly, his hands clutching the edge of the desk.
With a sharp whoosh, the cane cut through the air and landed on his already burning backside. A searing pain shot through him, spreading instantly like fire across his skin.
“Ah!” he gasped, gripping the desk harder. But Mrs. Schneider gave him no respite.
Whoosh – smack! The second stroke landed slightly lower, right where the pain was most intense. Lukas’s feet began to tremble, but he dared not move.
Mature Woman Punishes Young Man with a Cane
The third stroke landed squarely in the middle, knocking the breath from his chest. “Damn, please…” he whispered, but Mrs. Schneider ignored him. Her strokes were steady, precise.
The cane worked its way across his taut buttocks, each strike deepening the burning ache, embedding itself in his memory with each lash.
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By the eighth stroke, he was trembling so much his knees buckled. But Mrs. Schneider remained unmoved. The ninth, tenth, and eleventh strokes rained down on his searing skin, making him flinch.
After the twelfth stroke, Mrs. Schneider lowered the cane. Lukas’s breathing was labored, his hands clutching the edge of the desk. For a moment, there was complete silence, only the dull throbbing of his sore bottom filling his mind.
Then he felt her hand on his burning skin. She gently stroked over the fiery red welts the cane had left. Her fingers glided slowly over the tender, pulsating skin.
Lukas couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp. Though gentle, her touch only amplified the throbbing and made the heat beneath her hand almost come alive.
“Very nice indeed,” she murmured and gave one of his cheeks a pinch.
She gestured curtly, indicating he should pull his pants up. “Get yourself together,” she said, her voice returning to its usual calm tone. “And remember this the next time you think being late is acceptable.”
Lukas’s face was flushed, not just from the pain but also from the deep embarrassment of the situation. He awkwardly pulled up his pants, feeling each movement as a reminder of his now-sore, thoroughly punished backside. The sting in his rear was intense, throbbing with every step as he adjusted his waistband carefully over the fresh welts.
He looked at Mrs. Schneider, who was already focused back on her computer screen as if nothing had happened. Without even glancing up, she waved him off.
“You’re dismissed. And next time, be on time, Lukas. There won’t be any warnings from here on.”
Lukas swallowed, nodded quickly, and limped back to his own office, each step reminding him of the lesson he’d just learned.
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