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The Road Trip: Part Two
As I slid into the drivers seat of my car, I couldn't help but notice
my bottom was tender. I had been spanked, fucked and made to suck cocks
for most of the night and even though I was sore, it felt wonderful. I
couldn't wait to see what was going to happen next.
I'll admit it, I am a sissy who loves wearing dresses, slips,
petticoats, bras and panties, etc and being treated like a naughty
little girl. I look forward to and dread at the same time, being
spanked. I need to be spanked and paddled and enjoy the idea of it and
I love being controlled by a strong personally. Its a real turn on for
me to know, I can't stop it, even if I wanted to However, while I find
a light hand spanking fun, a strong angry mans arm or a paddling
hurts, a lot. Yet, when I'm wearing a dress, I grave a spanking and a
cock to suck.
Anyway, I started out of town and then decided to head for LA. On
several past business trips I had visited a lady who spanked naughty
boys and girls. She loved to play and enjoyed my dresses and the fact
that I showed up each time wearing one.
I called her number in the hopes that she would have an opening and
could locate a gentleman who might be interested in putting me over his
knee. She answered, remembering me from the several visits I'd made in
the past. On my first visit to her, she spanked me, paddled me and used
the cane on my bare bottom, I was sore for days afterward. Each time I
visited LA, I booked an appointment with her.
She was happy to hear from me again and said "Yes, I think I know just
the man for you." so we set a time for me to stop by. The plan was for
me to park down the street from her place, she wanted me to walk
several blocks before arriving at her door and then follow whatever
lead she gave me.
I did as told and parked several blocks from her door. Walking down her
street in broad daylight was fun and a little scary, but I enjoyed it
and took my time. When I arrived at her apartment building, I buzzed
her number. She didn't answer, which is what she always did. She
enjoyed the idea of me standing out in front of her building, meeting
who ever happened to be coming or going.
Finally, I heard her voice from the wall unit "hello, who is it?"
"It's me, Stephanie," I replied.
"O yes, Stephanie, what are you wearing today?" she asked.
"I'm wearing a blue dress, with a white petticoat and black high
heels," I said.
"I can't wait to see you, just give me a moment and I'll buzz you up."
As I stood in the front of her building, several people came by. Some
said hello, but most didn't give me a second look. Finally, after a few
moments, she buzzed me in.
I rode up the elevator with an older couple who said hello and looked
me up and down. I got off on the third floor and they continued up.
Thinking I just gave them something to talk about, I made my way to her
apartment number and knocked on the door.
She opened the door and let me in. "Hi, you must be Stephanie, I'm
Carman and this is my business partner Ken."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Stephanie," Ken said as he put his hand
out. I shook his hand and was struck by how big it was. It would really
flatten my bottom I thought. Ken stood 6ft 2in and was a large man.
"You are applying for the position of our personal assistant, it that
correct?" Carman said.
"Yes, that is correct," I replied.
"Please have a seat and we can begin the interview," Ken said.
I smoothed out my dress in back with my right arm and sat in the chair
Ken put out for me, crossing my legs.
"I see by your resume, you've never really worked as a personal
assistant before. What makes you believe you can handle this position
with us?" Carman asked.
"Well, I'm very organized, I can take dick-tation and I really need
this job. You see, I'm in financial difficultly and this job is my only
hop," I said.
"I see, you got yourself in money trouble and want us to help you get
out of it," said Ken.
"I'll do a wonderful job for you and I'll do anything you asked. I'm a
very hard worker, please give me a try; please."
"What type of wardrobe do you have?" Ken asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"This position has a very strict dress code and you must adhere to it
at all times."
"What is your dress code?" I asked.
"You must wear a dress or skirt at all times, high heels and make up.
We'd like you to wear nylons and a garter belt rather than pantyhose.
Your dresses must be clean and pressed and your hair must be done as
well as your nails."
"That's not a problem," I said.
"Really?" Ken said, almost as if he didn't believe me. "YOU own that
many dresses?"
"Yes I do," I said.
"That's amazing," he said.
"Why is it amazing to you?" I asked.
"Most women don't own that many dresses anymore, and they wear pants
most everyday."
"Don't you like that?" I said.
"No I don't. I like to see women in dresses and high heels, not pants
and flat shoes."
"What about someone like me? I mean, I wear a dress everyday."
"Well, thats the dress code and thats what we expect you to comply
with, without question. Is that understood?" he said.
"Yes, it is and it's not a problem."
"Wonderful, what about personal services?" he asked.
"Such as?" I replied.
"Anything I ask of you."
"Could you give me an example?" I asked.
"There might be times when I may ask you to pick up my dry cleaning, or
run an errand or two."
"I'm willing to do whatever you require to get this job. I need it very
badly and will not let you down."
"I'm happy to hear that, Stephanie. Because I may need you to perform a
daily service for me that will find you on your knees."
"Giving you a blow job?" I asked.
"That is correct."
"I'd be able to do that I think," was my reply.
"Don't think, you either can or can't, which is it?"
"I can," I said.
"Then show me," he said.
"Right now?" I asked.
"Yes," Ken answered, "I need to know if you can handle the more
personal aspects of this job."
I slowly moved off the chair I was sitting in, looking over at Carman
who smiled and said, "Go ahead dear and do a good job."
I moved over to Ken, who's bulge in his pants was quite clear, falling
to my knees. I undid his belt buckle and unzipped his zipper.
"Hold on young lady," Ken said grabbing my arms. "You need to stand,
curtsy to me and ask if I have any personal needs you should attend
to."
I did as Ken instructed and after a wonderful curtsy I asked him if
there was any personal needs that required my attention. He told me
that he had some "stress related tension" that needed release.
I returned to my knees and with my left hand I removed his cock from
his unzipped pants and attempted to cup his balls with my right. I
caused Ken some pain as his pants prevented me from cupping his balls.
Rather, they just got scratched by the zipper.
"Holly shit girl," Ken said grabbing my arms and pushing them away,
which caused me to fall back on my bottom. "What the hell is wrong with
you?"
"I'm sorry Ken, I didn't mean to hurt you," I said.
"Damn, that hurt Stephanie. If you can't even perform the most simple
of tasks, I don't see you handling any thing bigger or more complex."
"I'm sorry, Ken, let me try again, please, I know I can offer you some
release."
"Sorry Stephanie, perhaps later."
"I didn't get the job did I?" I asked.
"Not based on this interview any way young lady," Carman said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"First of all, you continued to address us by our first names and it
should be Sir or Master and Mam or Madam. Second, you've been very
naughty, disrespectful and you were late to this interview. It's clear
you are to young and immature to handle the duties of this position."
"Please give me a chance. I need this job. You could teach me, please,"
I begged.
"I'm not sure we have the time to teach you, nor should we. You come to
this interview, clearly not prepared, and now you ask us to teach you.
I'm not even sure you know what your asking of us."
"I know its a lot to ask, but I'll work really hard and do as I'm told,
really."
"With the proper discipline, we might be able to teach her."
"I'm very disciplined," I said.
"You don't understand girl, we mean discipline, as in spankings and
paddlings."
"Are you telling me, your going to spank me?" I asked.
"That's right, if you what us to teach you, I see several spankings in
your future."
"Are you kidding?" I said.
Ken then stood up, grabbed me by my right ear and marched me over to a
armless chair and placed me across his lap. He gave me a sound spanking
with his hand and I felt every spank. His hands were large and he knew
what he was doing. He then told me to stand in front of him and slowly
raise my dress and pull down my panties.
I didn't do as he asked right away and he spun me around and spanked me
several more times with his hand. Spinning me back towards him, he
repeated his order: "Slowly raise your dress and lower your panties"
I did as I was told this time. I slid my dress up, showing off my
stockings and garter belt and lowered my panties to just below my
bottom.
"I want you to dance a little, playing with your dress and petticoat,"
he said.
I did as Ken asked, or rather told me to do. I began to play with my
dress and petticoat, while dancing around a little bit. Soon, Ken
grabbed me and forced me to sit on his lap. He patted and pinched my
bottom and said"
"You see young lady, I love to spank and paddle and pinch a young
bottom like yours. But, most girls don't like that sort of thing. So,
I'm afraid if you take this job, your ass is mine."
He spun me around on his lap, placing me back over his knee and spanked
my bare bottom with his hand. I was then made to stand in the corner
with my dress up and my panties down.
I worked the rest of the day as their assistant. I ran to the store and
bough food and drinks for them, I even picked up Ken's dry cleaning.
They saw several clients that day, and each one saw me either standing
in the corner, being spanked, giving Ken a blow job or returning from
one of the errands I was sent on. I even got to spank a young man with
my hand. I then got spanked for not spanking him hard enough.
All in all it was a wonderful day.
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