First day at her new job [M30/F30] [spanking] [exhibitionism] [kinky fantasies]

Alice was seated quite central in the large open office. There were desks to her left, her right, front, and back; and at each of them someone was hard at work. The faces surrounding her weren’t quite familiar yet and for most of them she didn’t have a name. It was her first day after all.

While her new colleagues were focused on their tasks, Alice had been going through the company’s onboarding process: signing papers, filling in forms, reading guidelines, ... She had just finished reading the Office Rules and Regulations document. She was about to sign it when a short sentence in the last paragraph caught her attention:

“Discipline will be administered promptly, at the employee's workstation.”

At her previous job, any verbal reprimand, or even a stern talking to, would be delivered during a private meeting. Alice blushed imagining getting an earful where everyone could hear... Then again, she’d rarely – if ever – gotten any negative feedback before, so she imagined this wouldn’t be of much consequence to her.

The sentence stuck in her mind however and as she read that last paragraph, she somehow got the feeling they weren’t talking about just a stern talking-to.

 

As Alice was rereading this last paragraph of her new job’s rules and regulations, her new boss entered the large, shared office. She followed him from the corner of her eyes, wondering whether she could call him to her and ask for clarification about what she’d read.

She didn’t know that she was about to get a first-hand demonstration of exactly what that paragraph meant.

“Emma,” her boss said as he stopped beside the desk of a young blonde woman, just two desks to the left of Alice. She hadn’t known the woman’s name, so she studied her face, trying to save it to memory.

“Yes, sir?” the woman replied.

“I just got your email with yesterday’s meeting notes,” her new boss said, “I counted at least four inaccuracies as well as some issues that were discussed but were not in your notes.”

“I’m sorry, sir, I will fix them right away,” the blonde replied.

Alice blushed slightly, embarrassed in her stead. She looked around to see if her other colleagues were witness to this conversation. To her surprise, everyone was focused on Emma and their boss, distracted from the work they had been doing. At first, she’d thought that if it was common to be chewed out at your desk, at least your colleagues would have the common courtesy to look away and pretend not to hear.

“Stand up please,” their boss continued, “You know the rules, Emma.”

The young blonde stood up at her desk as Alice looked on, curious to what was happening.

“Raise your skirt and bend over,” their boss ordered.

Alice’s eyebrows raised higher and higher while she stared incredulously as the young woman pulled up her skirt, baring her backside before bending over her desk. They were close enough to Alice for her to see that she was fully exposed, not wearing any panties under her skirt.

Alice looked around her, seeing whether her new colleagues could see what she saw. They were all still watching, yet no-one said anything, as if what was happening was completely normal. Their gaze wasn’t disinterested though; there were smiles and gleeful glares. Especially the men seemed to be watching eagerly.

Another sentence from the Office Rules and Regulations came to Alice’s mind at that moment, from the chapter dealing with the office dress code:

“The wearing of panties, in combination with a skirt or dress, is forbidden.”

Alice was blushing deeply. Had she really read that part? She’d probably skimmed a bit while reading, but she couldn’t believe she’d be able to get past that sentence without noticing it. She did remember it now though, and the young woman bent over her desk was at least obeying that part of the rules... Such a rule couldn’t be enforceable, could it?

As Alice bent down to reread the document in front of her, trying to find that specific rule, the sound of her boss’ hand connecting with Emma’s behind demanded all her attention. Alice looked up, eyes going wide as she witnessed her new boss spanking one of her colleagues.

The sound of her boss’ hand raining down on the young woman’s soft, bare backside echoed through the office. From the corner of her eyes, Alice could see that all eyes were still focused on this spectacle. No-one seemed willing to offer the poor woman any privacy, their gazes were locked onto her bouncing buttocks and trembling legs. They listened eagerly to her moans in reply to each swat.

The scene seemed to freeze, like it went on forever: the young woman’s bare bottom held up high, her mouth wide-open with each squeal, her bouncing buttocks, their boss’ raised arm, the faces of everyone around them smiling, grinning...

Twenty, Alice thought as her colleague’s discipline ended almost as abruptly as it had started. Only twenty swats, she thought, realizing she’d been counting. The woman’s bottom was slightly pink, not nearly as red as it should have been for how long it had seemed to take.

When Emma pulled down her skirt, covering up the fresh color on her backside, Alice took a deep breath, realizing she’d been holding it this entire time. From the corner of her eyes, she could see her new colleagues focusing back on their work as if nothing had happened.

Alice couldn’t refocus however. She couldn’t keep her eyes off her boss and her new colleague who now carefully sat back down at her desk.

“This was just a warning, Emma,” she could hear her boss say to her, “If it happens again, your bottom will be bright red.”

“Yes, sir,” Emma replied meekly.

Alice licked her lips, she couldn’t help but imagine the young woman bent over her desk for more than a warning, spanked until she was squealing and kicking her feet, while everyone watched. She blushed when she suddenly noticed her new boss had stopped at her desk, while she’d still been staring at the freshly spanked blonde.

“Alice,” her new boss greeted her.

“Hello, sir,” she replied nervously.

“I see you’ve just finished reading the Office Rules and Regulations,” he said.

“Yes, sir, though I haven’t signed...” she looked down, noticing that no, she had actually signed it already, “I mean, yes I have.”

“Good, that means I don’t have to explain to you what is about to happen,” her boss said.

What’s about to happen? Alice wondered. What was about to happen?

“I just got those forms you filled in for HR,” her boss continued, “there were several discrepancies in some of them.”

Alice blushed, suddenly feeling a déjà vu of the conversation between her boss and Emma earlier.

“I expect more meticulousness from my employees, Emma, especially on their first day,” her new boss continued.

Alice licked her lips, “I’m sorry sir, it won’t happen again.”

“I’m sure it won’t,” her boss replied, “Now please stand up.”

Alice’s blush deepened as she slowly stood up. This wasn’t really happening, was it? This couldn’t be real. She could see all the eyes in the office slowly turning towards her.

“Lift your skirt and bend over, please,” her boss commanded.

Alice’s ears were ringing; she was feeling hot and cold at the same time. She suddenly remembered the cute pink panties she’d put on that morning, which she was about to reveal to all her new colleagues. Panties which she wasn’t supposed to be wearing, she realized, and might earn her an even stricter punishment.

Alice grabbed the hem of her skirt and slowly pulled it up. Why wasn’t anyone saying anything? They couldn’t do this to her... Not on her first day... It wasn’t fair, she hadn’t known about this, none of this had been discussed during her application...

The ringing in her ears grew louder as she pulled up her dress, revealing the cute pink panties. This can’t be real, this can’t be real, the voice in her head kept repeating. She closed her eyes, so she couldn’t see everyone looking at her, while she exposed herself.

In the dark the ringing grew louder and louder as she waited for the first swat to land.

 

Nothing came, no stinging slap, no stern order to pull down her panties.

Alice opened her eyes, but it was still dark. The ringing sound came not from inside her head, but somewhere beside her. With a sigh of relief, she turned over, hitting the button on her alarm clock, realizing it had all been just a dream.

“Rough night?” A voice beside her asked.

Alice smiled, turning over to face her husband. “Rough dreams,” she replied.

“Nervous about your first day?” he asked.

Alice blushed. You could say that again, she thought. “Just an intense dream,” she replied.

“Want to tell me about it?” her husband asked.

“Later,” Alice replied as she gazed hungrily at her husband, his tussled hair, his strong, bare chest. He was naked under those sheets, she knew, just like she was, and her dreams had woken her hot and sweaty.

Eagerly Alice reached under the sheets, finding her husband’s cock, hard and ready, like every morning. She took him gently in her hand, stroking his large erection.

“Must’ve been a good dream,” her husband replied with a grin, pulling her close.

Alice blushed as her husband kissed her, but she couldn’t deny how turned on she was. Her husband grabbed her by the hips and pulled her against him. She wanted to pull his cock between her legs, wanted to feel him inside of her, but not yet, she wanted more...

“Will you spank me?” she asked.

The grin on her husband’s face widened. “It would be my pleasure,” he replied; and with a swift motion, he pulled her across his lap.

Alice moaned softly as he husband gently caressed her backside. He’d thrown the sheets aside, exposing her completely.

“So, was it one of those dreams?” her husband asked, alluding to the erotic, sensual dreams of discipline she often had and often shared with him as well, “Or are you just nervous for your first day at your new job?”

Alice blushed slightly, she loved sharing her dreams with her husband, and sometimes even roleplaying some of them with him. She’d probably tell him about this night’s dream as well, even though it was even naughtier than usual. “A bit of both,” she replied.

Her husband spanked her behind, a gentle swat across her voluptuous bottom. “A good spanking will surely help you deal with those new-job-jitters,” he replied.

Alice moaned deeply, arching her back and sticking out her bottom for her spanking. Unlike the one she’d just missed out on in her dreams, this one wasn’t punishment, but purely for her – and her husband’s – pleasure.

Her husband started of slow and gentle, warming up her backside, spreading a warm glow and soft stinging sensation through her bottom. Alice closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of her husband’s hand on her behind.

Slowly, her husband increased the strength behind the swing of his arm and Alice moaned softly as a deep pleasurable sting spread through her buttocks. She squirmed slightly as the sting began to build and build. Yet before it became too much, her husband paused and gently caressed her backside, fondling her intimately and driving up her arousal.

He repeated this process again and again, spanking, then teasing. Alice’s bottom grew hot and sensitive. She squirmed when the swats became too hard to ignore and moaned softly as the pain began to build.

Alice’s thoughts alternated between imagination and reality; bending over her desk at work, her bottom disciplined for all to see, and laying intimately over husband’s lap, his hard cock pressed beneath her belly and his firm hand chastising her buttocks.

“Is it getting red yet?” she asked her husband hornily.

“Oh yes, it’s got quite a nice color already,” her husband replied.

Alice mewled with satisfaction, imagining the red color spread across her backside by her husband. She groaned when he spanked her again, slightly harder than before.

The pain in her buttocks began to build, but Alice arched her back, begging for more as she secretly imagined herself bent over her desk at the office for all to see.

“Harder?” her husband asked.

“Yes, please,” Alice replied without needing to think about it.

She squealed when the next few swats landed. Her bottom now bounced from the impact of her husband’s hand. She knew that while this might not be a disciplinary spanking, he would still make sure she felt it.

This time her husband didn’t stop when he reached that edge between pleasurable and painful. He kept spanking her as she squealed and moaned. Alice knew what he was trying to do of course, she knew he was pushing her to see how far he could go, how much she could take before she was kicking her legs and squirming uncontrollably.

Her husband’s hand came down on her stinging backside again and again as he pushed for that satisfaction. Her poor buttocks trembling under the onslaught.

Alice wasn’t going to just give him what he wanted of course, not without a fight at least. She gritted her teeth and groaned as her husband’s hand rained down on her behind. It was a fight she’d never won though, and it wasn’t long until she was swinging her hips and kicking her feet against the mattress.

Only then did her husband pause, satisfied with her reaction. He once again gently caressed her poor bottom, now red and sore.

Alice thought about the blonde woman from her dream and wondered whether there would be anyone like her at her new job. She moaned excitedly as her husband’s hand now travelled from her throbbing backside to her swollen, wet pussy. Would their boss have made Emma kick and squeal like that if it had been more than a warning? She wondered.

Alice moaned deeply as her husband played with her pussy, his fingers sliding deep inside of her. “Can I have a bit more?” she asked.

Her husband chuckled, “Now don’t be greedy, young lady,” he replied, “You don’t want to be late on your first day, do you?”

Alice blushed, imagining what being late would be like if her job was like she’d dreamed about. “I’m sure you won’t let me be late, sir,” she replied.

Her husband’s hand disappeared from between her legs, and Alice eagerly arched her back, raising her bottom for more punishment.

She squealed when his hand landed firmly across her behind. Again, and again her husband chastised her behind, harsh and firm like if she’d misbehaved... Yet she’d asked for it.

Alice squirmed and moaned as her husband set her backside on fire. Why do I always do this, she wondered, I could’ve just let him do what he was doing, why do I always have to be greedy and ask for more?

It was too late to turn back now however, all she could do was squeal and kick her feet as her husband spanked her poor bottom.

Finally, when he stopped once more, Alice pushed her bottom up, spreading her legs, inviting his hands to continue what they’d been doing before.

Her husband wasn’t done yet, however. “Get up,” he commanded.

Alice pushed herself up on hands and knees, sticking out her backside for her husband.

“On your knees, against the wall,” her husband ordered, “Hands on your head.”

Alice moaned deeply, but eagerly obeyed, biting her lip as she crawled to the head of the bed. She sat up straight on her knees, leaning against the headboard as she placed her hands on her head.

Her husband knelt beside her, one hand playing with her breasts before sliding down her belly, between her legs, finding her swollen, sensitive clit. His other hand gently caressed her sore red bottom, then raised up and smacked down firmly across her throbbing backside.

Alice groaned and squealed as her husband brought pleasure with one hand and pain with the other. She was out of breath, her whole body was trembling, her bottom on fire. She closed her eyes, the orgasm taking over as her husband had to wrap his arms around her to stop her from tumbling over.

“Thank you, sir,” she whispered.

“My pleasure,” he replied, now kneeling beside her, thrusting his hips against her sore backside.

Alice moaned deeply as she realized what was about to happen. She quickly grabbed the headboard as her husband pulled her back by her hips. She groaned deeply when he thrusted his cock deep inside of her.

Her husband fucked her hard and quick, all she could do was hold onto the headboard as each thrust of his hips smacked into her sore, sensitive behind. It was short but intense, wild and rough, until he froze in pleasure, ejaculating deep inside of her.

There was a short silence, as they both paused to catch their breath. Then her husband pulled out, sitting back on the bed. “You better get ready for work,” he said.

Alice smiled as she pushed herself up and turned around, looking at her wonderful husband. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, no matter how cheesy that might sound in this moment.

She gave him a kiss instead and then got up out of the bed. She felt ready for her first day.

“You will tell me about this dream you had when you get back, right?” Her husband asked.

Alice blushed, “Of course,” she replied.

 

Not much later, at her front door, Alice was ready to leave for her first day at the new office. She reached back and gingerly caressed her backside. It was still a bit sore. With a slight blush she realized she’d be going to her new job hiding a sore red bottom under her dress. She hoped they had comfortable chairs...

Then, as she remembered one last detail from her dream, she pulled down her panties from under her dress and left them behind on the floor. Just in case, she thought.