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"Hi babe how is your day?"

Carol answered the phone looking for her vibrator in her handbag. She seemed to be finding things in places that she didn't remember leaving them. It had been happening for the last 6 weeks ever since the new office girl Friday had started. Mrs Breitling was that her name. Dressed inappropriately for office work cardigans and long skirts. Boring mommy dresses.

"Hi Ben. Good I just can't find... " her mind tried to think …

"I have to work so I won't make lunch today"

"Really I was so looking forward .." Mrs Breitling walked in unannounced. Rude cow. Her petite body had an hour glass figure. She wore boring flat sole shoes. She waived her hand for the woman to read the note she was writing. "Find the Beta project file" the woman walked over to the filing cabinet pulled open the top drawer.

" to lunch. Work is pretty quiet but I can't find any files since this new bitch started. " Mrs Breitling looked hastily for the file. " I think I will have to give her a warning then provide some training."

Carol leaned down and unlocked the bottom drawer at her desk, pulled it open, inside was a riding crop, a gag, handcuffs, a small metal butt plug and a large dildo attached to a harness. Yes training and some discipline. She stood and walked over to where the mature woman was now on her hands and knees looking through the bottom drawer.

"I'll make it up to you babe. I promise!" Her husband hung up but Carol carried on talking.

"Discipline and respect !" Carol had graduated 4 years ago and worked hard to get where she was. The housewife on her knees trying to find a file that Carol could see was in her open briefcase. She spanked woman firmly on her ass. Again. The mature woman turned her head and looked up at her young boss. She reached back and pulled the hem of her skirt up to her hips revealing her plump bottom in white cotton briefs.

"Yes you will. Found what I want. " she signalled to pull her panties down. When the woman's bare ass was revealed she spanked both cheeks. Hard. The woman had dark hair growing wildly around her asshole and pussy.

"Bye" Put the phone down.

"Now Mrs Breitling we both know you are failing miserably in this job." Carol smacked her the troublesome MILF again. Harder. The sound rang through the office. She could hear the other staff flinch outside. She walked over "Do not disturb us" she uttered firmly to the office staff. Closing the door
When she turned around she found Mrs Breitling standing with her knickers stretched between her spread knees. Holding the riding crop. The contents of her bottom drawer now on her desk.

Carol sat down on her office settee. "Come here and bend over my lap."

"Why?"

"If you want to keep your job. If not walk out now."

Greta walked forward. "Good decision. Hand me the crop. Remove your clothes ... all of them! " she ordered. She watched as the mature woman hesitantly removed her clothes. Carol's office was on the second floor, it had floor to ceiling windows one way glass. "Stand in front of the window, lean forward put your hands on the window push your bottom back , arch your back. " Greta obeyed her orders.

Carol wore a black Armani matching jacket and skirt, stockings and heels. She now stood behind Greta . "Say "Please punish me . Mistress!"

"Please punish me Carol"

Carol took a big swing with the crop landing firmly on Greta's cellulite butt.

"Yow! Take it easy."

"Leave your fired!"

"No please I need this job"

"Well..."

Greta looked at the floor " Please punish me Mistress" The swish of crop, the impact on her bottom, the tears and sobs that followed could be heard outside by the staff standing by the door.

When Greta's ass was glowing red with the welts of the crop, she was handcuffed. Directed to lie back on the desk legs in the air. Carol sat in her chair picked up the steel butt plug and rubbed against the milfs brown rosebud. Greta's eyes were wide open, terror on her face.

"Oh yes. Open your mouth suck it put some saliva on it" Greta reluctantly opened her mouth.

"No need " they both watched as the cold steel toy slid along her juicy glistening slit. One in pleasure the other unable to admit that her body was getting horny from the pain she had endured so far. The little plug split her labia apart easily as it probed her pussy. Carol pushed the toy in slowly stretching her wide open. Repeated this slowly in and out.

The time was right her sub was enjoying the cold steel object too much. Time to find it a new hole. She slowly pressed it against Greta's rosebud and watched as the lubricated item entered it's new home.

Greta had without instruction started sucking on the strap on dildo. Carol was impressed with her employees new initiative to please but that ruined the game. Carol liked to control, be in charge, dominate during sex.

Carol stood and opened the double doors of the wardrobe. A rope with a carabiner hung from a pulley on the ceiling and tied off at the wall. Carol motioned for Greta to stand on the x , when she was in position Carol linked the chain of eyelet on the steel police cuffs to the carabiner then pulled on the rope raising Greta's arms above her head until she was on tippy toes.

"Very nice. Open your mouth " Carol held the gag as she looked at her watch. Nearly lunch time. "Your husband is due to take you for lunch like he does every Thursday"

"Yes"

"Pity your on an errand" she fitted the gag. "And won't be back for sometime. Make any noise during lunch break your fired. "

Carol closed the wardrobe doors leaving her in darkness.

She opened her office door to see her staff s**ttering back to there seats. Greta's husband a handsome man who had lost his job during the GFC and had been unable to get another job for one reason or another. Pride. Low pay. Lower positions.

"Hello Damian isn't it. I'm sorry I sent Greta on an errand in my car probably won't be back for sometime. Would you join me for lunch I have food sent from the restaurant everyday. Come in to my office!" Her voice raised.

"Penelope where are you. " Carol gave her secretary a knowing look. Obey or bear the consequences! "Could you bring the food and drink in please" Penelope was just grateful that Carol had found a new mature woman to torment. Penelope had had her body battered and bruised as she was trained to obey her boss. Pierced nipples, pussy lips, clit. A tramp stamp tattooed on her back. Her hair cut short. Her clothes changed to skirts and jackets and high heels. All her hair shaved off eyebrows , underarm, pussy, and legs. Only hair on her head. No lingerie, available for sex anytime anywhere. Married with two k**s this had become very challenging. Carol had emailed a sample of photo's from all of her experiences. A business trip to the executive toilets of investors she sucked so many cocks she lost count. The upset female client who was going to sue until Carol offered Penny as her plaything for a week. Being fucked by Carol in the business lounge of the airline they were flying on. The worst part was she enjoyed all of it. She is smiling in all the photos.

"I like to get to know my staff what makes them tick. "

Penelope walked in with the plates of food on a tray leaned over placing the plates on the table mats as she had been shown many times before. Her dress was short, the hem rode up as she bent over revealing her neatly trimmed pussy. Damian looked straight at her sexy ass and got an eyeful of pussy. Penelope looked in to the mirror on the wall wiggled her ass as she enjoyed being watched.

"Tell me about Greta what she likes to do when she isn't at work"

"Like any housewife who works she doesn't get much time to herself.. "

"Do you work Damian? No! So please explain why Greta has to do housework and work 55 hours a week? What the fuck are you doing? Eh sitting around bitching and moaning about the jobs your offered the pay whatever. You take none because they are so below you am I right?

"I didn't come here to get lectured. Who the fuck .." He protested loudly. He stood and headed towards her with menace. She waited. He stomped towards her he was livid. She had stirred the macho man up. When he was in range she kicked him precisely in the balls with the hard point of her Jimmy Choos he went down like a sack of spuds.

He lay on the floor squeaking holding what was left of his balls. Unable to do anything.

"From now on you are going to do all the chores at home, the shopping, get the k**s to their sports, music lessons, and play dates. Understand no excuses. Otherwise . Well I don't think you want to know what I would do with this. " she held up the strap on . "Make you my little bitch. "

"Now fuck off! Greta will be home around 7pm have dinner on the table, ready to eat, when she gets home"

He tried to get up. Penelope had seen or rather heard this being done to her unemployed hubby he was now a domestic god cooking cleaning looking after the k**s needs. She earned the money.

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Dear ISS readers…..Let me introduce myself as KK as everyone calls me. I am 29, with a average athletic built, 6 ft tall. I am from Chennai and will definitely enjoy my experience. I am a professional and was working in India and got a chance to work abroad, and I would like to narrate the same which I had with an India sexy chick there. I was sent to an island which is one of the third world nations and myself being the expatriates, was given a flat inside the office premises. It was a newly...

Training Big Brother III

The next day was Saturday. Tom was up early hoping to avoid his little sister. He emptied the dishwasher. That job was now all his since it could be done when their mom wasn't around. Karen had only agreed to continue her jobs that were visible to their mother in order not to arouse her suspicions. Karen must have heard him clattering about. As he was finishing up the dishwasher she appeared, still in her nightgown. Their mom was still asleep. "You're up early," she said. "Uh...

Training of Women

I was on the subway and I saw this beautiful woman that I had to have. I stayed on the train until she got off and I followed her until a convenient time I could introduce myself. I told her that I was a movie mogul and that I saw her on the train and wanted to give her an audition. She was quite flatted, but said she was not interested. I asked her to go to lunch and discuss what I had offered. She was hesitant but finally said OK. I told her I had a place in the upper New York...

Training The MILF Part 4 Loving The MILF

The day had come to select a Master for Susan. Devon pored over the information of several possibilities, trying to find any reason to disqualify them.Ronald was looking for a sub who would clean his house in addition to serving him sexually. While Devon was certain that Susan was an impeccable housekeeper, he hardly thought she’d appreciate having to clean someone else’s house as well.Mitchell was looking for weeknights only. He had a vanilla wife who traveled during the week and wanted...

Training Rose Pts 18

Rose has become something of a living legend around Saddleworth so I persuaded her to tell me her story for a small, or actually not so small, fee. I had to edit some of it and change a couple of identities but I hope you enjoy it. Angie. Training Rose I cowered in the corner protecting my face as best I could as the blows rained down, five, six, I counted, as they inflamed my tender bare buttocks, left, right, nine,...

Training Days Prologue and Chapters One through Three

To my Readers: You will find that this is an extensively edited, revised, and expanded version of the three postings I submitted earlier. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did in writing it. As always, thank you so much for your critical reviews and comments. Please keep it up! It helps me a lot. If you wish, send me an email: [email protected] - Marie Training Days, Prologue From my earliest memories I wished I was born a girl. I loved the feel of the satin edging of my...

Training a HatinreChapter 3

When Higzashi woke, it was to a hot, moist sensation around his groin. He opened his eyes, peering down. Under the blanket he noticed the bump that was Shime's head bobbing up and down his shaft. That long tongue of hers was wrapped tightly around him, forcing a low groan from his throat. He was almost painfully hard, responding to her experienced technique. "Shime," he groaned again, almost regretting he'd spoken when she suddenly stopped. "Why are you doing that?" His voice was very...

Training Umbreon Part One

as I could, but movement and light out of the corner of the eye caused me to stop. Fixating on the azure glow, a smile broke across my sharp, 25-year-old male features. I took in every part of it as best as I could as it was turned away from me. The tell-tale waist-long midnight hair of a female Umbreon, the ears similar to a rabbit's, the curve of its breasts and its hips that complimented its slight features well. Its skin was pale due to all the time it must spend in the dark. It was a...

Training Jobbers

The Underground Women’s Fight League (UWFL) is a premium fight club for wealthy viewers. The use of the word “fight” is somewhat of a misnomer, as they mainly cater to what their fans like to see: one-sided brutal beatdowns. There are two stables of participants which clearly differentiate their roles - “fighters” and “jobbers”. Patrons can still bet on the matches, but never on the outcome. Instead, they make bets on how long the jobbers can last, how many blows the various parts of their...

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