Hired Gun From Santa FeChapter 5
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GETTING HIRED BACK.
"I'm sorry Beth" Bill Fraser, the Chairman of the Articling board said quietly,staring at the tall blonde girl in front of him. "but this is the second timeyou've screwed up a major memorandum. I'm gonna let you complete your articlingprocess, but you're not gonna be hired back when you finish."
Beth Mason gulped. This had been her dream. To work at Simon and Mays, oneof the top 3 Law firms in Toronto. She had worked her ass off in Law schoolto get accepted as an articling student, and she couldn't bear the thoughtof not being hired back. It would drastically reduce her chances of buyingthe posh house she had earmarked for herself in a few years time, and it wouldlower her in the pecking order among her group of snotty and ambitious friends,all law and business students. Not to mention her self-esteem would suffera mortal blow. After leaving her small town of Cornwall, she had told herselfthat she would never leave go back there, or anywhere, but downtown Toronto,with the skyscrapers, sleek cars and bubbly nightlife.
"That's all for now, Beth," Mr. Fraser said. "I just thought I should beupfront with you. I didn't want to lead you on about your future here." Hiseyes flickered lightly over her long legs when she crossed them. Suddenly athought came to her mind, and she smiled slightly.
"What's funny?" Mr. Fraser asked, sounding annoyed. "Is there somethingI'm missing?"
"Nothing major, Mr. Fraser," she said softly. "I was just thinking how whenI was a kid, my dad used to always give me options to being grounded for aweek, which was hell on earth, back then."
"Oh?" Mr. Fraser's eyes were bored. "What options?"
"Well," Beth ran her hands through her lustrous hair, and cocked her head,her blue eyes pearls of light as they focused on Simon Fraser. She was dressedformally today, in a white shirt, black jacket and short black skirt that wasfar above her knees. She knew she looked the prototypical bay street lawyer,with one exception. She was still a law student, and her chances of becominga bay street lawyer would become infinitely smaller if she didn't act now.
"Well what?" Mr. Fraser sounded impatient. "What options did your dad giveyou?" he shot a look at his watch and the papers strewn across his desk.
"He gave me the option of receiving discipline."
"Discipline?" Mr. Fraser's eyes sharpened, and he dropped his pen on hisdesk. "You mean_ _"
"Yes, Mr. Fraser," Beth interjected, her eyes boring into his face. "theoption was a thorough spanking to substitute for my mistakes."
"And did you _ _?"
"Of course I did," Beth tossed her hair back and ran her hands over hersleek, white thighs which were becoming more visible by the minute. "I alwaysprefer dealing with a problem, practically and privately."
"You mean_ _?"
"Of course he spanked me in private," Beth shrugged. "When my mum was away.She would never go for that, you know. With the sort of body I was developing." Shegestured towards her legs and breasts, casually. "Especially because Dad alwaysbelieved in total immodesty. He said humiliation was part of the punishment."
"Total immodesty?"
"He spanked me nude. I always had to remove all my clothes."
"All your clothes?" Mr. Fraser's eyes were as round as saucers, and hisbreathing was constricted.
"Of course," Beth absent-mindedly ran her hands over her knees, exposingmore flesh in the process. "It made more sense that way. I didn't want my clothesall messed up. I've always been fashionable, you know." She giggled.
Mr. Fraser swallowed. "so when did he stop spanking you?"
Beth giggled again. "Well, my dad always said that I could stop obeyinghis rules when I stopped living in his house, and ….." She blushed andlooked away.
"You still live at home!" Mr. Fraser interrupted, his face crimson, hisbrow drenched with sweat. "You mean_ _"
"Well, I'm renting a place in Toronto, for my articling," Beth straightenedher skirt. "But I'll be spending the summer at home….."
"And you'll be spanked then?"
"If I misbehave,"
"Didn't you tell me last week that your father was coming for some meetingin Toronto this week?" Mr. Fraser now had a curious look in his eyes.
"Yeah," Beth gulped, looking away.
"He spanked you?" Mr. Fraser stood up. "Let me see."
"What?" Beth looked startled. "Mr. Fraser, don't you think_ _"
"I'm not thinking," Mr. Fraser said, standing up suddenly, his face stern,a sudden confidence in his eyes. "I'm ordering, and if you want to remain ongood terms with me, you'll do exactly as I say. Is that understood?"
Beth gulped again, and nodded, dropping her face to the ground."
"Stand up, bend over on my desk, and raise your skirt."
Beth hesitated for a second, then bent over the desk and raised her shortskirt over her hips.
Walking stiffly to hide an engorged portion of his anatomy, Mr. Fraser walkedaround the desk, and gazed in wonder at the delectable portion of Beth's anatomythat was now exposed. Close to his eyes now, was the round, fleshy expanseof her rear cheeks, barely covered by the sky blue thong she was wearing. Runningacross the length of the ass-cheeks were a sets of red, splotchy stripes thattold of the punishment they had endured. Beth felt his hands on her ass, andgasped. "Umm, Mr. Fraser, do you really need to touch _ _"
"Quiet!" Mr. Fraser snapped, touching the red welts, and beginning to squeezethe unpunished flesh below them.
Beth gasped, as she felt Mr. Fraser's hands on her buttocks beginning topinch, knead and massage the flesh. She knew what was going to happen next,and was not surprised to hear the words. "Remove the panties."
"But Mr. Fraser," Beth protested. "It's just a thong. It's not protectinganything."
"Do as I said," the now confident Lawyer said, standing back.
Beth sighed, but slipped her hands back, and slowly rolled her tiny thongdown her fleshy buttocks, now feeling extremely vulnerable as she realizedshe was no longer in control. She began to gasp as Mr. Fraser took full controlof her buttocks, squeezing them viciously and forcing her to bend over, herbreasts pressing into the table.
"Mr. Fraser," Beth said, feeling as if she was talking to an automaton,as she listened to his heavy breathing. "What if someone comes in?"
"The time is now 8.30pm. there's no one left on this floor, and no one willhear your screams through this door, as I blister your ass."
Beth gasped, but said nothing, wondering why her ass was suddenly free ofMr. Fraser's groupings.
"I think it's only right that I continue your family tradition, don't you?" Mr.Fraser said, and then Beth gasped as turning round, she saw the large brownbelt that he had unbuckled from his waist.
"Please Mr. Fraser," she gasped. "my ass can't take any more. I'm stillsore_ _"
"From your dad's belt?" Mr. Fraser snorted. "Tough luck. You should havethought of that before you started telling me all about your spankings.. Whatdid you expect?? Don't waste my time. Strip!!"
Staring into the lustful man's eyes, Beth slowly removed her skirt, herjacket, and her shirt.
"The bra!"
Beth complied, exposing her round, perky breasts and hard, pink nipples,suppressing a smile as she heard Mr. Fraser's gasp of lust. She pressed herfingertips against her nipples, pinching them and rubbing them further untilMr. Fraser told her to stop. "Bend over," he muttered. "It's your ass I want."
He smacked the belt against his hand, and then raising it high, broughtit down hard on the soft white buttocks inclined towards him. Beth's piercingscream tore through the office, and her buttocks twisted and shook in pain.
"Hold it up!" Mr. Fraser commanded.
Beth raised her buttocks again, trying to still the pain racing throughouther rear, not succeeding. She screamed again, as the leather tore through herrear end, and this time, she felt Mr. Fraser's hand holding her back down.Again and again, he raised the belt and brought it down hard on her fleshybehind, ignoring her pleas and sobs. She yelped, as the lashes spread to herthighs, covering the entire expanse of flesh between the top of her hips andthe top of her buttocks.
"Keep your hands away!" Mr. Fraser ordered. "And keep your ass raised."
Sobbing in pain, but feeling a wetness permeating her pubic regions, Bethobeyed. She had always taken this sort of discipline from her dad, but neverso relentlessly. She felt as if Mr. Fraser wanted to tear her apart with thebelt. And she loved it.
After a few minutes, he dropped the belt and told her to turn around. Rubbingher buttocks frantically, she obeyed, and then gasped again as Mr. Fraser grabbedher nibbling, biting, squeezing and pummeling them, until she screamed in orgasmicsurrender. Then she felt his hands on her head, pushing her down to her knees,urging yet commanding. Looking up at him from her position below, she tookhis cock into her mouth, swallowing, nibbling, sucking and blowing, until hespilled his essence into her mouth.
"Do I get hired back?" she asked softly, after he had been completely drained.
"Of course." He said. "What would I do without you?"
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