Office Slave: Chapter 1 - Punishment After Work - Sex Stories

Office Slave: Chapter 1 - Punishment After Work

... treated me like shit ever since you joined this company. I’m fucking sick of your attitude and thinking you’re better than me, because you’re not. My dad owns this fucking company in case you didn’t know, and I think it’s time I taught you a fucking lesson.” And with one quick movement he grabbed her arm and dragged her out of her chair. “Oi, what are you doing?” she shouted “Get off me!” He continued to grip her arm and pulled her wrist behind her back and slammed her face first onto the desk. Luckily for her, her breasts gave her a nice soft pair of cushions to land on. “Please stop. What are you doing?” Rachel screamed. She was wriggling trying to get away and trying to stand up, so Toby placed a hand between her shoulder blades and pinned her to the desk. She twisted and turned trying to get a hold of his hand, but her arms just didn’t bend that way. Toby pressed on her back harder, inflicting greater pain as he crushed her spine and she tried even harder to get a grip to release the pressure on her back. However she was soon distracted by the noise of his other hand unzipping her skirt, and immediately switched her focus grabbing the waistline of her skirt. “HEEELLLLLPPPPPP!” She screamed. Now Rachel was really wriggling. And the more she did the more difficult it was to keep her pinned. Toby raised his hand and spanked her arse hard, a number of times. She squealed in pain as he did and the shock of the attack subdued her for a while. “I would have thought you would ...

... have realised by now that no-one is going to help you. We are the only ones in the office.” Toby cackled as Rachel sobbed in pain, her arse throbbing. With her subdued he quickly ripped her skirt off and let it fall down to her feet. He then gripped her boring black tights and tore at them to reveal a bright red hand print covered arse cheek. Toby felt slightly guilty for hitting her so hard; but at the same time felt a stirring in his groin. In fact, he didn’t really feel guilty at all. Besides she had to get used to the pain. Toby thought she had stopped fighting but he could feel her body still straining. And then he realised what she was up to; he had released her arm to rip her tights and she was now stretching it out across the desk, for sticking out of a pencil holder, was a pair of scissors. “Great idea, Rachel. These will make taking your tights off much easier.” He said snatching them up; and then proceeded to tear and cut at the tights until they were just a pile of shreds on the floor. At one point in his haste, Toby accidentally caught Rachel’s leg with the blade of the scissors, causing her to cry out, as a trickle of blood ran down her hamstring. Her whole body language had deflated after she had not picked up the scissors, she had seen that as her chance, but now it was in Toby’s hands and her tights were shredded she was losing her fight, especially as she now only had a very boring pair of white underwear on her bottom half. And with two quick snips of the ...