Chapter 8
"Vicki, I want to wind this matter up as soon as possible so I can get out to the cottage for a little vacation," Howard Shepard spoke into his office phone.
"Don't worry," the shapely blonde investigator assured him. "I've just found out who's been selling company secrets to your competitor. Pamela Greer."
"You got to be kidding!" Howard replied. "She's been working for me for ten years. Ever since she got out of high school. She even had me as a guest at her wedding."
"She's divorced now," Vicki explained. "Her ex-husband works for the competition and he has been blackmailing her on some adultery charge."
"I see," Howard said, thinking quickly. "I want you here in the office with me when I confront her with the charges."
"Okay," Vicki agreed.
Pamela Greer looked quite pale and upset as she followed Vicki into Howard's office. Apart from that, the 28-year-old brunette divorcee appeared quite youthful and attractive in a white blouse, pleated green skirt, gunmetal gray nylons and two-strap black sandals with medium heels.
"Close the door, Vicki," Howard directed in a business-like manner. "Pamela, I'll make this short but not so sweet. Miss Pollard here is a special investigator I have hired to find out who's been turning company secrets over to the competition!"
Pamela Greer gulped and seemed on the verge of completely losing her composure at any second. She opened her mouth but Howard impatiently motioned for her to be quiet.
"Miss Pollard is prepared to sign a criminal complaint against you," the severe businessman went on.
"Please," Pamela Greer burst out. "I didn't have any choice! I had to! Let me explain!"
"That won't be necessary," Howard cut in. "Miss Pollard has discovered the entire story."
As might be expected, Pamela Greer looked considerably embarrassed when she realized that the other two knew her guilty secret.
"Since there appear to be some extenuating circumstances," Howard went on, "I'm prepared to offer you a choice. Well refrain from prosecuting you if you'll agree to accept private punishment from us!"
Vicki's eyes widened nearly as much as Pamela's.
"P-private p-punishment?" Pamela stammered, appearing confused and upset by the strange words.
"Correct!" Howard replied. Reaching into his desk drawer, the discipline-minded executive produced a gleaming black wooden hairbrush and placed it on the top of his desk.
"Oh, no!" Pamela gasped. The attractive brunette seemed completely stunned. "You can't.. . "
"I'm afraid you have no choice!" Howard informed the miserable woman. "Otherwise you'll be immediately discharged and prosecuted."
Her chin sagging, Pamela Greer burst into tears. The comely divorcee did not protest and seemed resigned to the fact that she was trapped.
"Let's get it over with!" Howard said. Getting up, he placed a straight-backed chair in the center of the room and seated himself. "Come here, Pamela!"
Sobbing with self-pity and shame, Pamela Greer went to her fate over Howard Shepard's lap. Unfortunately for her, she hadn't the slightest suspicion that her employer possessed thoroughly sophisticated ideas about disciplining the female!
"Vicki, will you come here and prepare this young woman's buttocks for chastisement!" Howard spoke up. "Raise her skirt and lower her panties!"
"OH NO!! ! " Pamela suddenly came alive with a frantic scream. "OH NO!! ! NO!! ! " Screaming at the top of her lungs, she began struggling wildly to escape. However, Howard was quite prepared for that reaction, and managed to hold the wildly thrashing woman over his lap with both hands.
A bemused smile on her face, Vicki walked over to the struggling twosome and stood waiting to see what would happen.
"Oh, no, please, let me go! Not that!" Pamela began pleading when she soon realized that Howard was much stronger and could easily hold her against her will. "Oh, please, no! No!" the attractive brunette gasped, glancing back anxiously over her shoulder.
When her useless struggles began to subside, Howard nodded to Vicki and the latter reached for the hem of Pamela's green skirt with both hands.
"EEEEK!! " Pamela screamed with horror and frantically twisted about in a last-ditch effort to preserve her modesty.
As pleased as if she were unwrapping a Christmas present, Vicki slowly pulled up Pamela's pleated green skirt to reveal full, shapely legs enhanced by gunmetal gray nylon stockings, which were topped by two darker reinforced bands drawn taut by white garter belt suspenders, followed by creamy white, fully tapering bare thighs. As Pamela continued to scream furiously and twist about in an effort to readjust her skirt, Vicki ceremoniously drew the garment back completely to the waist to reveal a fully curvaceous feminine bottom encased in a pair of saucy pink panties.
"OH, NO, THIS IS AWFUL!! PULL MY SKIRT DOWN!! " Pamela screamed in an outraged voice, her irate face a flaming crimson as she looked back over her shoulder at her tormentors. "YOU CANT DO THIS TOME!"
Howard ignored the distraught woman's ravings although their high decibel content was enough to hurt his ears. Instead, he paused for a moment to enjoy the provocative sight of feminine buttocks snugly confined in pink nylon panties and shapely legs adorned by sheer gunmetal gray nylon hosiery. Vicky stood by with an expectant look on her face, and after a moment Howard gave the nod that spelled Pamela's doom. Without hesitation, the voluptuous young blonde stepped forward and hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband of Pamela's pink panties!
"OOOOOH!! ! " Pamela's earsplitting scream mingled freezing horror with total dismay. "NOOO!! ! NOOOOOO!! ! STOP! STOP! DON'T TAKE THEM DOWN!! ! "
Holding the horror-stricken woman's wildly thrashing arms and legs, Howard watched as Vicki slowly peeled down the wispy nylon panties to reveal a gorgeous pair of satiny soft, perfectly rounded feminine buttocks. The two womanly globes were big but not disproportionately so, and were the type of female spanking surfaces that would bring a gleam to the eye of any discipline devotee. As his assistant carefully drew the panties down and removed them completely, Howard instantly found himself with a hotly pounding erection.
"OH, NO!! ! " Pamela gasped in horror. With her comely buttocks completely bared, the totally disgraced woman collapsed with sobs of humiliation and self-pity. At one point she glanced back over her shoulder, but the sight of her own bare bottom jackknifed upward over her employer's lap sent chills of revulsion racing through her body and she quickly turned her head aside.
"The hairbrush, Vicki!" Howard directed as he gazed at the lovely set of buttocks that would be his privilege to discipline. Ordinarily, he would have preferred the personal contact of his own hand with such magnificent feminine mounds, but Pamela Greer's crimes called for sterner discipline.
"Oh, no, I'm scared! Oh, don't! Don't!" Pamela pleaded between sobs. The highly apprehensive woman tried to reach back with her hands to cover her indecently exposed bottom, but Howard easily pulled them away. "Oh, please, not that! Not that awful old . . . No, please! Anything but that!"
As the miserable woman shamelessly pleaded for the safety of her precious bottom, Vicki walked over to the desk, picked up the formidable looking hairbrush and handed it to her employer. Holding his wriggling, hapless victim down firmly across his lap, Howard secured a good grip on the solid wooden hairbrush and lifted it in the air.
SMACK!! ! The black hairbrush made a noisy splatting sound as it landed squarely across Pamela's completely nude bottom.
"OWWWW!" the brunette divorcee emitted a piercing scream as the initial impact of the hairbrush sent a wave of pain racing through her buttocks. Her head jerked back and her legs swung back with a flash of nylon. "IT HURTS!! ! OH, NO!"
An angry blush appeared as Howard lifted the hairbrush from its defenseless target. SMACK! Wasting no time he applied the second spank squarely across Pamela's right bottom-cheek, flattening the fleshy surface momentarily with the force of the stroke.
"OWWWW!" Pamela screamed and futilely tried to reach back to protect her bottom from the painful assault. "Don't! It hurts too much! I can't stand it! Oh, no!"
Smack! Splat! Whack! Smack! Pausing every few seconds just long enough to firm up his grip on the hairbrush, Howard went to work disciplining the young woman's curvaceous buttocks. Sobbing with pain and emotional distress, Pamela had no choice but to wriggle frantically and kick her stockinged legs prettily back and forth as her vulnerable posterior began to blaze with a merry bonfire. Vicki stood close by, watching her fellow female's suffering without regret.
"Owww! Please! Oh, no, that's enough! Please, I can't stand it! Owww! Owwwww!" Pamela sounded more like a naughty teenager than a fully mature woman in her late twenties. "Owww!
Owww, please, it hurts! Ouch! Oh, please, you don't realize how tender a woman . . . Owwww! Ooooh, boo hoo hoo!"
Smack! Whack! Splat. Howard remorselessly applied the solid wooden hairbrush to the comely brunette's rapidly reddening buttocks. Her attractive hindquarters flaming and throbbing and prickling, the miserable woman could not refrain from kicking her shapely, stocking-clad legs hard and wide, exhibiting her most prized possessions in a thoroughly shameful manner.
"Owww! Ooooh, my God! This is terrible! Ooooooh! Please!" Pamela begged pitifully, tears streaming down her face. "Please! I'm sorry! I'll make it up somehow! Please! I'm sorry! Oh, the pain is awful!"
Howard paused for a moment and glanced at his assistant. "Vicki, why don't you start taking off your things?" he suggested, winking at her.
A little mystified, Vicki stepped back and began undoing her blue jersey dress. Pamela also might have wondered what her employer had in mind, but Howard distracted her by immediately going back to work with the hairbrush. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Ouch! Owww! I can't stand it! Please, I'm burning up!" Pamela screamed, twisting and kicking with total desperation as the hairbrush sent wave after wave of hot, burning pain radiating through her buttocks. "Owwww! Oh, my God! Please, you're killing me! Please, I can't possibly . . . Owwwww!"
Applying the hairbrush with practiced strokes, Howard watched as Vicki seductively removed her dress and draped it over the back of a chair. The full-figured young blonde confidently stood before him attired in a well-filled black brassiere, matching panties, garter belt and sheer black nylon stockings. As Howard continued putting the hairbrush unmercifully to Pamela's blazing rear, Vicki slowly peeled off her brassiere to reveal her magnificent young, pink-tipped breasts.
"Oww! Owww! Owwww!" Pamela howled. Out of the comer of her eye she could also see that Vicki was disrobing, but at the moment was too upset to think about what that might mean for her. "Owwww! Stop, please! I can't stand it! Ouch! Oh, nooo!"
Smack! Whack! Splat! As the hairbrush continued to fall on Pamela's crimson, hotly blistering buttocks, Vicki provocatively lowered her black panties and stepped out of them. Leaving her black garter belt and stockings, the voluptuous young blonde stretched out on the office couch with graceful, feline movements.
"Oh, stop, please! I can't take it!" Pamela pleaded. "Owww! Ooooh, no! Please, I can't stand it!"
Howard paused and reached down to turn Pamela's head in the direction of the couch. "That's the next part of your punishment!! ! " he told her.
"OH, NO!! ! " Pamela shrieked in horror and tried to turn her face away. "NOT WITH ANOTHER GIRL!"
Totally desperate the sobbing brunette twisted off Howard's lap and fell to her knees before him, her hands clasped together in a prayerful manner. "Oh, no, don't make me do something like that!" she begged in a voice of unmitigated horror. "I've never in my life . . . Oh, no, I'm not that kind of. . . Oh, I could never . . . Oh, let me have a little pride left, pleeeese!"
"Let's go!" Howard said impatiently, standing up and thereby revealing the jutting erection that distended his thin summer slacks.
"Oh, no!" Pamela gasped, gulping at the imposing evidence of her employer's sexual arousal. "NOT WITH ANOTHER GIRL! I JUST COULDN'T!"
"You're being punished!" Howard reminded her. "Let's go! Want some more of the hairbrush?"
Vicki had wriggled into a supine position with her stocking-clad legs thrown wantonly apart, revealing her vividly pink feminine grotto and the wheat-colored chaff surrounding it. Pamela darted a hasty glance at her lewdly displayed charms, abruptly turned her head aside, and then turned her head back to stare with a mixture of fascination and total repugnance.
"Oh, no, don't make me do such a horrible thing!" Pamela begged, her hp trembling and her hands still clasped prayerfully together. "Please, not with another girl! Oh, what a terrible thing!"
"C'mon!" Howard said, reaching down and dragging the reluctant woman to her feet.
Sobbing with shame and degradation, Pamela went limp and had to be dragged over to the couch.
"Oh, no, don't make me! Don't! Please, I'm begging you! Oh, no!" the hapless woman tearfully pleaded. Although almost overcome with revulsion, Pamela could not remove her eyes from the bright pink gash where she was expected to worship. "Oh, no! Please! Please! Please! Please!"
Howard yanked her green skirt up to reveal her spank reddened bottom and lushly brunette feminine bush. "C'mon, quit stalling!" he demanded, struggling with his desperate victim. "You're gonna' eat pussy! It's part of your punishment!" Grabbing her right wrist, he twisted it painfully behind her back.
"Stop, you're hurting me!" Pamela pleaded in a sobbing voice. "Ouch! Don't! Oh, please! Oh, please!"
Watching the struggling woman, Vicki skimmed her pink tongue lightly over her lips and smiled with amusement. She was quite pleased that Howard had remembered that she had once confessed her bi-sexual tendencies to him, and was looking forward to enjoying the older woman's enforced introduction to cunnilingus.
"Go on!" Howard insisted. "Quit stalling. You have no choice in the matter!"
"All right, all right!" Pamela surrendered in a heart-broken voice. "You're forcing me! I don't have any choice!"
Howard relaxed his grip on her wrist. "Kneel between her legs! Get going!"
Sobbing and totally distraught, Pamela miserably knelt on the couch between the young woman's outspread, stocking-clad legs. Closely watched by the other two, she slowly lowered her grief-stricken face toward the glittering feminine nest and the vivid pink gash in its midst.
"Oh, this is terrible!" she wept as the pungent feminine aroma assailed her nostrils.
"Go on!" Howard demanded as she hesitated.
With one final sob of despair, Pamela buried her face in the feminine grotto with her pink tongue extended. Crying with shame and self-pity, she servilely began licking up and down the coral crease.
"Mmmmmmmm, that feels good!" Vicki exclaimed as she felt the other woman's tongue caressing her pink petals in total servility.
"Keep doing it! You have to make her come!" Howard told the miserable woman. "Get your tongue in there!"
"Oooooooooh!" Pamela gasped at the totally degrading commands.
"Use your fingers to open her up!" Howard ordered, pulling the kneeling woman's green skirt back to reveal her reddened buttocks and other feminine attractions. "Go on!" he added, aiming a smack at her throbbing bottom.
Shamefaced and obviously suffering acute emotional turmoil, Pamela employed her fingers to spread open the attractive blonde's puffy outer labia. A look of mounting horror came over her face as she found herself gazing at a wide expanse of lush pink feminine meat that was glistening brilliantly with a vivid film of girl juice.
"Oh, no!" Pamela gasped, turning her head aside. "Oh, don't make me . . . "
"Go on!" Howard demanded. "I'll give you exactly three minutes to make her come, or it's back over my knee!"
"Ooooooooh!" With a sob that mingled feelings of self-pity and degradation, Pamela extended her pink tongue into the wet feminine cavern. As watery feminine meat caressed her lips and face, bathing them in their pungent perfume, the hapless woman began working her tongue up and down inside the pink crease, flicking it against Vicki's taut clitoris and vaginal aperture.
"Ooh, wow, that's the way! There! There!" Vicki began issuing instructions to the new cunnilingus candidate. "There, that's the way! Suck me dry! Wonderful! Oh, Howie, she's catching on real quick!"
Tantalized by the older woman's probing tongue, the cute blonde began working her pelvis back and forth with coital movements. Biting her lip and arching her back, she ran her hands through Pamela's brunette hair in an encouraging fashion.
"There! That's the way! Lick my clit! There! Don't you love it?" Vicki repeatedly exclaimed as the intimate caresses left her flushed and slightly breathless. "There! Oh, wow! Beautiful! Mmmmmm, my pussy feels so wet!"
"Ooooh! Ooooooh!" Pamela moaned with despair and self-abasement as she miserably tongue-washed the young blonde's juicy feminine meat. Waves of wet, oily girl juice drenched her face and trickled into her mouth, giving her no choice but to swallow them. By this time her face was tightly plastered against Vicki's hot, sticky pussy, and at times she felt as if she were struggling in some hot, tropical jungle.
"Ooooh, wow, that feels good!" Vicki spoke in a breathless voice as she became more and more aroused. "So good! There! There! No, not there! There! That's right!"
Thoroughly stimulated by the Lesbian exhibition he was witnessing, Howard could no longer stand his role of passive spectator. Pulling down his zipper and spreading open his fly, he hauled out his powerfully erect and twitching masculine spear and prepared to kneel behind his red-bottomed victim.
"Mmmmmmm!" Pamela moaned with a mixture of fright and excitement when, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the Herculean proportions of her employer's phallus. She started to say something but Vicki rudely grabbed her brunette head and shoved it back against her dripping pussy.
Kneeling on the couch behind the two women, Howard used both hands to separate Pamela's vividly crimson buttocks.
"Oooooooh!" Pamela's horrified gasp was muffled by Vicki's wet nest, and the thoroughly frightened woman suddenly began struggling to avert the fate that her employer had planned for her.
But she was too late. With a powerful lunge forward, Howard drove his rigidly erect, hotly throbbing prick through the tiny, crinkly opening and into the incredibly tight tunnel!
"EEEEEEEK!! ! " Pamela emitted an earsplitting shriek as the incredibly painful impalement felt as if a hot bayonet had been thrust right into her intestines. Despite Vicki's efforts to hold her face in place, her brunette head snapped back to reveal a face twisted by intense pain. "Oh, no, stop! You're killing me! Take it out! Oh, my God! Have mercy! Oh, noooooo! I can't stand it!"
Despite the tearful woman's wriggles and last-ditch efforts to escape, Howard drove his hotly swollen cock deep into her anal canal with a thrust that could only be described as brutal, if not vicious.
"OWWWWW!" Pamela shrieked, collapsing in sobs on Vicki's body. "I can't stand it! It's too big! Oh, noooooo! It's horrible!"
"Eat her! Eat her!" Howard directed, totally ignoring her suffering.
"Go on, honey, get it over with!" Vicki said in a soothing voice, pretending to sympathize with the distraught young woman.
Realizing that she had no choice in the matter, Pamela wept with misery and despair as she once again plastered her face against Vicki's wet cunny and went to work with her tongue in the juicy orifice. Howard's hot, hard bar wedged deep in her tortured anal canal drove her frantic, and her tongue moved up and down in Vicki's delectable slit with feverish, rapid movements.
"Oooooh! That's the way! Eat me, honey! Eat me!" Vicki spoke in a contented voice. "Make me come! Eat me! Suck up all that nice juice!"
"Ooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh!" Pamela moaned with pain and shame as she found herself enduring the dual torments of Lesbian degradation and anal penetration.
Flipping the young woman's green skirt back to keep her attractive bottom completely bare, Howard clasped her at the waist with both hands and began enjoying the unique pleasures of taking her from the rear porch. His hotly throbbing cock tightly packed in warm, snug-fitting feminine meat, he stroked back and forth with a deliberately restrained pace. Each forward thrust made his miserable victim shudder and wriggle involuntarily, thereby adding an extra dimension of enjoyment to the bizarre anal connection.
"Oooooh! That's the way! There!" Vicki once again began squirming with coital thrusts as Pamela's wandering tongue embraced her feverish clitoris and other intensely sensitive areas. "Oh, that's the way! There! Ooooh! Oooooh! That's the way! Ooooh! Oooooooh!"
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmm!" Pamela moaned as she found herself swamped with bubbling feminine juices while Howard's rigidly erect prick abused her tiny anal canal with sadistic dilation.
As he began stroking at a faster rate, Howard gradually slipped his hands down toward his victim's crotch. His probing fingers quickly threaded their way through the fleece and in to the juicy furrow, and he quickly began fingerfucking the squirming young woman.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Pamela groaned with a combination of excitement and shame, and could not avoid becoming aroused despite the revulsion she felt for her tormentors.
"Ooooooh! Wow! That's it! There! Oh, wow! Ooooh! Oooooooh! There!" Vicki began gasping and squirming back and forth with quick, jerky movements. "Ooooh! Oooooooh!"
Fingerfucking his tortured victim in an almost brutal fashion, Howard butt fucked her at a rapidly accelerating tempo. Although her tormented sphincter struggled valiantly to expel her relentless invader, Pamela could do nothing to prevent the powerful thrusts that felt as if they were simply tearing her apart inside. Her own tears of remorse and shame mingled with Vicki's floodtide of girl juice as she frantically tongued and sucked to bring her ordeal to an end.
"Oooooooh! Oh, wow! This is it!" Vicki exclaimed in a distraught voice. "Ooooh! Ooooooh! I'm cummmmminnnnggg . . . Ooooooooh!"
Thrusting her pelvis in a totally abandoned fashion, the voluptuous young blonde capitulated to the intense pleasures induced by the enforced Lesbian caresses. Wallowing like a young kitten in a bed of catnip, she threw back her blonde head and let herself go completely. Hot gushes of feminine dew inundated Pamela's face as Vicki selfishly caught her victim's head between her velvety thighs and held it there in a tight vise.
At the same time, Howard thrust forward with everything he had and exploded in Pamela's tightly stretched anal canal. As his hot semen poured into the small tunnel, his fingers jabbed and poked furiously in her vaginal orifice to induce an orgasm.
"Ooooooh! Oooooh! Oooooooooh!" Assaulted in all directions, Pamela found herself enduring an involuntary but intense orgasm. "Ooooh! Ooooooh! Oh. I'm so ashamed!" the emotionally troubled young woman gasped. "Ooooh! Ooooh, my!"
Released at last from the degrading ordeal, Pamela swore on her knees that from then on she would be a completely loyal employee and would never have to be disciplined again. As she swore the oath of fealty, her distressed eyes repeatedly darted anxious glances at the pink feminine temple where she had been required to worship in Lesbian degradation. When her panties were returned to her, the shamefaced young woman quickly stuffed them into her purse and departed.
"Well, I guess I can get out to the cottage for some vacation," Howard said, reaching for the telephone.
Vicki slowly began replacing her clothes. Hello. Beverly?" Howard said after making the long distance connection. "Listen, I'm coming out this evening for a few days. Who's that there with you? I heard a girl's voice."
"What?" Beverly pretended not to understand.
"Come on, I heard a irl's voice," Howard told her.
"Judy. Judy Coleman," Beverly answered slowly. "She's a friend of mine."
"I told you not to have any of your friends out there!" Howard spoke severely. "Have the hairbrush out because you're gonna' get a spanking! And so's your girl friend!"
With that he slammed down the receiver. By this time, Vicki was dressed and apparently waiting to say farewell.
"Say, Vicki," Howard suddenly suggested. "Why don't you come along with me? And bring along that hairbrush! I've got a couple of young men out there who need a new stepmother to give them some spankings!"