The new IT boy...

[Luffy]

It could have been any office in the country, from the standard beech effect curved desks to the rows and rows of identical black adjustable chairs it mimicked every other business centre in the city, it could have been the office I work in or the office you work in. Yet for our young protagonist this was not just any office- for the impressionable Craig Muldrew this office was the start of a career.

Fresh out of university and fresh faced Craig did not cut the most intimadating of figures has he stood fidgeting in reception, dressed in a new suit, a graduation present from his mother, that still had the crease lines and a rogue tag sneakily hiding on the back of the jacket he barely looked a day over sixteen, nevermind the 24 year old IT graduate he was meant to be... disheveled messy hair, a wire thin frame and deep blue eyes that seemed lost on the wonder of his surroundings rather than focus on his first day.

The secretary had been less than helpful, he had tried his best to make himself sound confident, it was after all his first day in a graduate position. The confidence however was cut short when after introducing himself the thirty something women behind the desk had merely nodded picked up a phone " the new IT boy is here" she said dryly before clicking the phone down and returning to the important facebooking she was attending without as much as another glance towards Craig.

After what seemed like an eternity of mindless shuffling back and forth a door from behind reception creaked open and from it stepped the first friendly face he had seen this morning. Karen McIntosh was her name, she had been present at all three of the interviews for this position, continually reassuring Craig to think about his answers, to get to the point of his solution and gently guiding him through the whole process.

Standing in the doorway Karen looked radiant, middle aged- her curvaceous figure framed perfectly in the office uniform of black pencil skirt and silky purple blouse that strained at the chest as it tried to cover her ample womanly assets, her wavy red hair flowed over her shoulders and ended in the small of her back.

Craigs relief was short lived, for when Karen opened her mouth gone were to soft nd gentle tones of the interview, replaced with a harsh cutting sarcasim as she exaggeratedly tapped on her wrist...

"In this office we start at 9am sharp Mr Muldrew"

"I...I..I've been here since..."

Craigs reply was cut short as Karen performed an almost perfect pirouette on her stiletto heel and walked away.
"No excuses young man, now hurry up
Craig felt the rush of blood in his cheeks at being told off like a schoolboy late for class and the smug smirk of the facebooking receptionist did not help save his blushes....

Craig followed obediently as Karen marched ahead up two flights of stairs, his blushes were quick to dissipate as he watched the gorgeous figure of his new boss sway in an almost mesmerizing way in front of him, he was sure she had caught him staring with a quick glance over her shoulder on one or two occasions but she said nothing of it as she stopped at a door and turned to face him.

She withdrew a key from the pocket of the figure hugging pencil skirt and the door eased open on its hinges. Craig could feel his face drop, inside was not the office he had envisaged, unlike the open plan aspect of the office this room was small and could be summed up with very few words, mostly adjectives, mostly rude. The light was gloomy and barely managed to force its way through the dusty grimey venetian blinds that covered the only small window, PC parts, cables and loose folders littered the floor and the bin in the corner looked like it hadn't been emptied since the last IT guy quit/got fired/killed themselves.

"Mostly it will just be usual Sys Admin type stuff"

Karen was still speaking with the harshness of tone she had displayed earlier in reception and her facial expression hinted at more than just annoyance...

"So feel free to have a tidy up and get started.."

With that she was gone, now introduction to the office, no quick health and safety catch up.... no .....nothing. Craig could feel his heart beating in his chest, had he made a mistake? Was this really the result of four years at uni?

He sat on the floor and began sorting PC parts into separate piles.
The day dwindled on, In between quick trips to the vending machine and the odd smoke time passing was only noticeable by the shadow from the window moving its way slowly across the carpet. By the time his watch beeped for three pm Craig had managed to make the room look more like an office than a store cupboard. Granted there were still piles of equipment scattered around but at least now it was organized mess Craig thought to himself.

He slumped down in the chair and began picking through the various folders of work that had been left stacked on the desk like an abstract interpretation of the tower of Piza when he became aware of the uneasy feeling of being watched.

Looking up the doorway to his new office was filled by the figure of Karen, standing in the doorway she had her arms folded across her chest and wore an expression that Craig would have described as "thunderous" as she tapped her foot impatiently waiting to be acknowledged.

"Hi Karen" he mused trying his best to sound cheerful

"Craig" she responded as she came in shutting the door behind her.

"The red folder with the analysis work in it, have you finished it yet?"

By now her tone was more accusatory than a genuine question and she was
looking around the office with a displeased sneer.

Craig fumbled wildly around the desk looking through and at various folders- blue-no, green-no, orange-no, blue-no, red-no, black-no... wait Red! He held
the folder up almost triumphantly at finding it.

"well...."

Her arms were still folded across her chest and she seemed to bear down upon Craig as she stood expecting an answer...

"well, you see Karen, I've had to tidy.." he began

Her voice cut him off short and tore through the flimsy excuses he was
muttering about..

"if I had wanted a cleaner Craig I would have bloody well hired one!"

Craig nodded solemnly agreeing with the domineering woman before his, his opinions from the interview quickly changing...

"When I interviewed you, you insisted you were a hard working individual did you not?"

Craig offered no answer, just nodding like a chastised schoolboy fidgeting with his thumbs...

"Stand up!"

Karen barked at him, an order more than a request he found himself involuntary jumping to his feet to meet Karens icy glare face to face across the desk. She began to slowly walk around the desk, past Craig to the window.

There was a loud "SNAP" and what little light had been in the room quickly disappeared as the blinds clasped shut.

"maybe when you were a student you got away with doing nothing but that will not wash here young man!"

With those word Craig felt a lump rising in his throat, a lump he almost choked on as the talons that were Karens fingers bit into the flesh of his earlobe. She was stood next to him now, her breath warm against his cheek as she spoke slowly into his ear.


"I am going to give you a bottom to match that folder Craig, maybe then you will understand the importance of hard work..."

Words of protest began to form in his throat, You can't, seriously, no way!, What the... all tried to escape his lips but as Karen sat in his chair and the sharp stinging in his ear guided him down over her skirted lap he found that all he could do was mumble "noooo" and instinctively throw his hands back to cover his bottom.

Draped over her lap Craigs heart and mind raced, what the hell was going on?? These thoughts were soon interrupted as a jolt of pain raced up his right arm as it was pinned into the curve of his back. This was Craigs first day at work, dangling helplessly over his bosses lap, hands pinned behind him as he wiggled furiously and mumbled protests.

Then it began, Craigs eyes bulged and he gasped deeply as Karens hand made contact with his suited bottom, It fell again and again each time filling the small office with a loud echo and followed each time by a slight gasp and more wiggling around Karens lap. The smacks began to increase in both tempo and strength, each time Karen brought her cupped hand down across his bottom with a loud slapping noise he could feel the heat in his bottom begin to match the colour of his embarrassment that his face wore.

After several minutes of hard smacks to his bottom, broken only by Karen telling him what a lazy, impertinent and idle young man he was, the spanking ceased. Craig was embarrassed, he had never been spanked before, nor had he ever really wanted to be, sure he had seen things online but to actually be draped over a womans knee was never his idea of a great time, and the stinging pain that was growing in his buttocks was re-enforcing this idea quite well.

Karen stood him up, yet almost as soon as he was upright her nails again took a hold of his fleshy ear lobe..

"Where do you think you are going young man?" there was a slim smirk on her face as she stared into Craigs eyes.

Craig was transfixed on her gaze as she again began to berate him on his work ethic, so transfixed in fact that the first he noticed of Karens other hand was when the pressure from his suit trousers disappeared from his waist and they fell in slow motion to the floor.

Now Craig was panicked, he struggled with Karen to pull away, get to the door, get away from her, anything. His attempts were met with a stinging, sharp slap across his left thigh that caused a genuine "yelp" as both feet left the floor. In the brief second that passed after the slap Craig found himself being forcibly bent over the desk, the cold wood pressing against the front of his thighs he felt a now know pain as again his arm was pinned behind him.

"please no" he managed to mutter as Karen than a firm grasp of his left bottom cheek.

"Just you wait Craig Muldrew, just you wait"

With that fateful warning Craig heard the clasp of a belt being undone and the slow slither as leather pulls through the pencil skirts tight belt loops. The coldness of Karens belt sent a shiver up his spine as she rubbed it in slow circular motions across his bottom.

That was the last warning he was to get, there was no time to brace himself, not that he knew what to expect, for without saying another word Karen McIntosh drew her belt back and peppered his bottom with a series of strong, well aimed, sharp licks that caused Craig to gasp and bite down on his lip with every blow. The pain grew in his bottom, what had been a dull ache when across her knee was now a fire that burned painfully, each CRACK! of her belt felt like 100 bees making contact with his bore bottom.

The belt landed next to his face on the desk, he choked back the tears in his eyes at the relief that she had finally stopped. His bottom throbbed and he could feel the heat rising from it on his back.

Karens hand came to rest on the top of his back preventing him from getting up. When she spoke, gone was the earlier tone and annoyance.

"Now young man, you finish in one hour correct?'

Craig could barely speak, his head was a swirl of emotions and feelings and his bottom ached but he managed a sullen "yes"

There was a loud SMACK as Karens hand made contact with his well spanked bottom.

"What was that young man"

"Yes!" Craig spat out through gritted teeth.

"Good, because in one hour I will be back in this office"

Craig nodded in agreement trying not to bang his chin on the desk as he did so, all the time trying desperately to reclaim some dignity, well................. as much dignity as you can claim when you are bent over a desk in your boxers having just been spanked.

"And you will have finished the Analysis work by then yes?"

Again Craig nodded, and Karen released her hand from the small of his back and walked slowly towards the door.
Craig looked up but daren't move. Karen was visibly flustered but still looked radiant as she turned back to Craig with a grin that stretched from ear to ear.

"Because if it is not young man, I will remove those lovely spiderman boxers of yours and take a hairbrush to that bottom."

With that she left the room letting the door close behind her. Craig did not know where to look as he stood up from the desk, his heart beat in his throat and his pulse was that of an Olympic swimmer. He gently lowered himself into his seat feeling the ache in his bottom grow has he put pressure on it. He wiped his face on a napkin from his desk and sat for five minutes in the dark trying to clear his head.

Craig picked up the red folder and leafed through it, it was at least a days work, and that was if he knew where everything and everyone he needed was.... his watch beeped for half past 3 and Craig let out a sigh, he opened the folder and made a start ,one eye nervously drifting between the door and his watch.......

[hairbrushedhubby]

Good story so far, I hope there's more with the hairbrush brought into play as she promised him.

[Luffy]

Thanks (^_^) I haven't written any more since this but possibly in my to do list....

[Often123]

More! And perhaps more with her hand as well. Good so far.