Birching Miss Birch - Part One of Three - Sex Stories

Birching Miss Birch - Part One of Three

... African beauty like me.” Her eyes were now boring into Maddy’s as she continued, “I decided that the only way to make a difference for those coming up behind me was to grab onto somebody’s white ass and ride his or her coattails to the top. An executive assistant ends up making most of the decisions anyway. I thought you had the potential to go all the way, and you do... if you would just stop being a Nazi Bitch and treat people right.” Maddy’s mouth and eyes were now wide open. She was about to put Darla back in her place, but was interrupted by the swoosh of air brakes setting and the hiss of the front door opening. “Everybody out,” yelled Darla. “Your bonding experience begins now.” Maddy was still trying to say something as Darla pulled her out of the seat and guided her down the steps to the ground. A tall, athletic-looking black woman was waiting for them, along with several other equally athletic men and women. All were wearing form-fitting jeans and sweatshirts with the Wilderness Experience logo over their hearts. “Good to see you, Darlene,” the tall woman said. “We’re both a long way from the projects, aren’t we Jessie?” Darla replied. “Everything set up?” “You and the Mad Bitch are out in the solitude cabin,” Jessie answered. “You will be out there totally by yourselves so no one can interfere. We’ll do the team building with the rest of the office here at the center until you join us Sunday night.” “Wait a minute!” Maddy sputtered in anger. “What do you mean ...

... we’ll be separate? This whole thing is about getting the office to recognize my power.” Both Darla and Jessie laughed, and Darla replied, “No, Miss Bitch. This whole thing is about saving my ass– and Miss Jessie’s. And to do that I have to save your ass... among other things.” She pointed down a long path. “You and I are going out to the solitude cabin for a little management training. While we’re gone, your office is going to learn how to work together and how to be the best office in the company.” She then smacked Maddy on the rump of her designer sweat pants and said, “Now grab your things and get your skinny white ass moving.” Maddy turned to directly face Darla ready to tell her off, but the look on Darla’s face immediately cowed her and she picked up her briefcase and travel bag from the row of things set out by the driver and began walking down the path in the direction Darla had indicated. Darla picked up her suitcase and a rather large duffle bag and followed her down the path. The cabin was almost a mile away. The walk was long, but not overly difficult since the path was paved and smooth. Maddy was even able to wheel her suitcase behind her on the path. When they got to the cabin, it was locked, but Darla produced a key from her pocket and let them both in. The sign above the entrance said “Solitude,” which matched the isolated setting for the cabin. The interior of the cabin was small, but relatively modern. In the large front area, there were two beds– a double and a ...