Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three - Sex Stories

Birching Miss Birch - Part Two of Three

... of folders on the table in front of Maddy. “Let’s start with Rachel,” she said. Maddy looked at the screen of her laptop and reported, “I said that Rachel was a qualified employee, but lacked drive and determination as shown by the fact that she was consistently slightly late for work.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she yelped and then gave a short scream. “Wrong!” said, Darla. “Have you ever talked to Rachel? Do you know why she is sometimes five or ten minutes late?” Darla huffed and continued, “She’s a single mother. Her husband died in an auto accident four years ago. She doesn’t leave home until the kids are on the school bus. Sometimes the bus is late, so she is late.” Maddy said, “Oh?” “Here’s what you write,” Darla commanded, “Rachel is a qualified employee that shows drive and determination as shown by the fact that despite being a single mother who has great responsibilities at home, has not missed a day of work in the past two years.” Maddy typed furiously on the laptop in front of her. “I will edit your grammar and spelling, as I always do,” said Darla, “and put these corrected reports on the company network when we get back.” Darla leaned back against the pillows on the bed and said, “Next is Twila.” Maddy picked up the folder and entered the employee number into her computer. She sat looking at Darla with a mixture of question and fear on her face. “Well? What did you say?” asked Darla. “I said that she is good, but slow.” Maddy answered. Again there was ...

... a yelp and a scream. “But she IS very slow,” she said as if pleading with her Mistress. “How many times have you ever had her redo anything that you asked her to do?” snapped Darla. “Never,” answered Maddy. “And who does everybody else go to so she can proofread their reports?” “Twila,” answered Maddy. “What does that tell you?” asked Darla. She had once again sat upright and her eyes were widening as her voice became very loud and forceful. “I don’t know!” snapped Maddy. That outburst was followed not by a yelp, but by a loud, piercing scream. “Think about it,” said Darla. “What is it that is actually slowing down her work?” After a long silence, Maddy answered, “Perhaps she should be head writer in the office with the proofreading she does for the rest of the office as a part of her job description. That way her production would not look slow.” And so it went through the stack of personnel folders. Occasionally, when Maddy read her evaluation statement, there would be a soft buzzing and she would moan with pleasure, but most of the time, her statement was followed by a loud yelp or scream. Finally, they were down to the last folder. “I saved this one for last,” Darla said, and then she asked, “What did you say about Ramone?” “I said that he was rude and overbearing and approaching being in violation of the company sexual harassment policies,” Maddy answered. “And in the comments to HR, I recommended termination because of obvious personality flaws.” Maddy tensed waiting for ...