Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three - Sex Stories

Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three

... the expected shock to her ass and clit, but nothing happened. “You’re not wrong,” Darla said. “Ramone is a sexist pig. ... But you’re not right either. What he does in the office is the result of bad management, not just his lack of character and maturity.” Maddy looked at Darla with confusion. Darla continued, “Have you taken him aside and talked to him? Have you warned him? Have you suggested any of the courses that HR has available to help him understand what is or is not acceptable behavior?” She paused, but when Maddy did not answer, she continued, “No, you haven’t done any of that because that would require you being forceful and you are a spineless lily-white pain-slut.” Maddy stammered, “Then what should I do?” “Change your recommendation to HR. Note the problem and say that you will have a followup report in six months. Then do what you are paid to do! Be a manager. I will be your spine and you will do what you are told to do because I have commanded you to do it.” “Yes, Mistress Darla,” Maddy said softly. “That was a good day’s work,” Darla said. The buzzing of the anal plug could be clearly heard and Maddy braced herself against the tabletop as pleasure flowed through her from the vibrations and the tickling of the very light pulses to her clit. After several minutes, Darla said, “You put all ...

... your stuff away properly and then you spend the next hour giving me my reward for all the hard work I have done in making you into a proper manager.” Maddy stood on very wobbly legs and gathered up the folders. By the time she had placed them– and her laptop– in her expensive briefcase, Darla was waiting for her, naked, on the bed. She crawled up onto the bed and nuzzled between her Mistress’s legs, lapping slowly and gently as Darla sighed, “That’s the way, lily, slow and steady wins the race.” Maddy continued her slow ministrations as Darla guided her higher or lower. At one point, Darla reached down and put her hands on her head and said, “Let’s see if you can get that tongue all the way down to the back door for some rim action.” Maddy stretched her tongue farther and farther until Darla finally sighed and said, “Yes, my lily-white pain-slut, that’s what I want.” When Darla was finally sated, she ordered, “Clean yourself up and take out the plug. Then go make us some supper.” She waited until lily was standing next to the bed and added in a soft, but firm voice, “lily, you can have tonight off for whatever you want to do... as long as you stay here and stay naked.” “Yes, Mistress Darla,” Maddy replied. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END PART TWO OF THREE = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =