Chapter 2
Carla was one of Hugo's girls too, in the sexual sense, but she had very special status. At thirty-two, she was older than most of his girls, but no less beautiful in her own way.
Her body was what Hugo called a woman body. Her waist and thighs would be adjudged too big by beauty contest standards, but they were firm as were her ample breasts and buttocks. Her legs were long and strong and when she wrapped them around a man, he knew he was being held.
Carla had sexual tastes which matched Hugo's all down the line. Like Hugo, she liked to boast that if there was anything sexual she had not tried, then she was all for trying it. But another trait she shared with her employer was a keen understanding of the invisible, but very real line, between work and play. She too understood that play couldn't be truly enjoyable if it was being done at the expense of work put aside.
"Except for checking out The Club," Carla told him, closing her notebook, "that looks like it for the day."
On the desk between them, lay the early afternoon edition of the paper. A front page story carried the news of the governor having withdrawn his own bill. The story had been played straight and carried his statement in full.
Inside the paper was an editorial, praising the governor for having had the courage to withdraw his own bill when he found flaws in it. There was no suggestion of gloating, no attempt to claim for the paper the credit for which it was due.
"You're right, Carla. It's still too early for the club. If you have no other plans, we could have dinner there. For now, what say we indulge in a well earned drink?"
Smiling her approval, Carla got up and they went into the private suite which adjoined Hugo's office. It was tastefully, comfortably and expensively appointed and included a well stocked bar and a number of couches in addition to comfortable chairs. Going to the bar, Hugo poured a pair of drinks and carried them to the window where Carla stood looking out over the city.
"Thanks, Hugo," she said as she took the glass he offered. "I was just thinking of days when the air of the city wasn't as clean as it is today. That's just one more thing for which this city should be thankful to you."
"Please dear," he protested, "no monuments. The Saint George type I ain't."
"I wouldn't expect you to take credit," she went on, "but some people are aware of what you're doing."
"If those same people were aware of everything I do, they'd condemn me as a dirty, immoral old sinner," he told her, grinning. "Just call it balance of nature. I get a lot out of life. I was born rich, I'm healthy, and as far as sex is concerned, I'm like a stallion with a pasture filled with tall grass and sleek fillies. If I didn't try to put a little back I'd be a fool."
"I think I'd better shut up," Carla said with a little grin. "You make me want to say a lot of things, none of which you want to hear. How was the party last night?"
"That was a nice change of pace, Carla," he told her and gave her a light pat on the seat of her tight fitting dress. "As usual, the party was good. Midge decided to join me in a sauna after we all swam. She really sensitized her bum with all that steam and you should have heard her howl when I spanked her when we went back to the playroom."
"Ooh, trust you," Carla laughed, "to let a girl steam her bottom, then spank her. You know, I was a little bit jealous when I phoned you last night."
"Oh? You know the rule about jealousy around here," Hugo told her. "What brought that on
"Oh, I guess I was thinking of the three of them getting their bottoms warmed over your lap. Since you taught me the joys of spanking, I just can't seem to get enough of it."
"Well, dear girl," Hugo told her as he felt a firm buttock through her thin dress, "if you're suffering from a case of cool bum cheeks, you've come to the right man. You know I never tire of spanking that lovely bottom of yours. Are you in the mood for a little ride over my lap?"
"Yes. Are you? I don't want it if it's only a favor though."
"Silly girl," he told her, squeezing a firm cheek until it hurt a little. "Another crack like that and you won't get just a spanking, you'll turn up your lovely arse for a strapping."
"Ooh, not that, kind sir, I'll be good. Lord, I remember the first strapping you ever gave me. I thought my ass was on fire. You're a mean man with a length of leather, sir."
"Thank you for the compliment. That reminds me, I'm due to administer a strapping tomorrow, aren't I?"
"Yes, but not just a strapping, don't you recall who is going to get it?"
"That big broad from personnel?"
"Right, that big, pushy, dominant dyke. Christ, what an arse she has. I'd give anything to watch you lay the leather across those mountains of flesh."
"Then you will. What have you got against her?"
"Not just that she's a dyke, hell I like to gnaw a little pussy myself from time to time, but she goes beyond that. She takes advantage of her authority to push people around. It's about time she got some back. Do you really mean you'll let me watch you strap her?"
"Watch, hell, I'll let you assist me. We'll have her strip naked and I'll toast her big arse with my best strap. I have a feeling you're going to enjoy it. I know I am. What was her crime? I've forgotten."
"She caught a young chick in the hall, grabbed her around the middle and went for her twat. Scared hell out of the poor kid. She's usually a little more subtle than that, but the kid was a real tasty looking morsel and she just lost control, I guess."
"Hmm, must be quite a little package of meat. Maybe we should invite her along to watch her tormentor getting her punishment. Speaking of that sort of thing, we must get on with warming your pretty bottom for you, my dear. Can't have you catching cold because of cool bum cheeks, can we?"
They went to a comfortable couch and as they reached it, the throbbing of Hugo's penis told him his girl Friday was going to get more than just a spanking. That being the case, he put his drink down and stripped naked.
"Oh oh," Carla commented, her eyes shining with new fires, "I have a feeling this is going to turn into more than a spanking. I hope I'm right," she added as she opened her dress and took it off, looking magnificent in matching brown bra and panties, with garter belt and dark brown, sheer nylons.
Despite the fact that he had so often seen and shared her body over the years, Hugo felt his penis twitch at the sight of her, silent confirmation that after his hand had spanked her bottom, his long, strong weapon would give her clitoris a very different kind of spanking.
Taking her into his arms, he kissed her on the mouth and she rubbed hotly against him, delighting in the feel of his strong organ against her belly. When the kiss finished, he stepped back and took her bra with him, his eyes moving over the big, firm breasts he had so often seen and fondled and kissed and sucked, and he knew he would be doing that again, soon. He knew as well that she would enjoy it every bit as much as he and that she would be groaning as she stuffed breast into his mouth as though trying to choke him with it.
Her lovely breasts swayed enticingly as he drew her down onto the couch beside him and Hugo decided he would be a fool to postpone such a lovely snack.
"Oooh, yes," she groaned as he caught both warm, firm breasts and fondled them, elongating her lovely pink nipples almost instantly, "yes, lover, I'm more than hot already. Here, darling," she panted as she caught her left breast from below and brought it to his mouth, "suck, suck my tits the way only you can."
With a muffled groan, Hugo opened his mouth to accept her fleshy offering. While he sucked her big breasts, his hands cruised her clinging panties with a touch which kept her squirming until she was ready to be spanked, begging him for it in the way which so delighted him.
He released her and Carla got to her feet, her breasts swaying, her whole body tingling with heated anticipation. It was a requirement among Hugo's girls that they enjoy being spanked, but none enjoyed it, desired it, as much as Carla. She had told him more than once that, in a pinch, she could live without sexual intercourse, but that she would go out of her mind without her regular spankings.
Before Hugo came onto the scene, there had been his father, a robust, lusty old man who had spotted Carla's potential when she was just seventeen and had trained her to be not only a good secretary, but to enjoy submitting her beautiful bottom for stinging spankings.
On his father's death, Hugo inherited Carla along with the rest of the old Man's empire. The day after the funeral, she asked Hugo to go into the suite with her and surprised him as, her body trembling, tears in her eyes, she begged him to give her a spanking. Even though her plea caught him by surprise, Hugo was able to function well. Hers were not the first pair of panties he had removed, but it was the first time he had ever done so for that purpose.
He had marvelled at the beauty of her breasts and buttocks, then begun spanking. She had to tell him only once to spank harder, then he understood and went on to give her as good a spanking as his father had ever done.
After the spanking, he covered her buttocks with kisses, marvelling at the heat that had been spanked into her silken skin, then he turned her over and went down on her, something his father had never done.
She cried out in delight when she saw the length of his penis, and then it was out of sight, buried in the heat of her crotch which matched that of her red, tingling nether cheeks.
It set a pattern which they followed after that. As often as three, sometimes four times a week, Carla would be spanked. Sometimes she asked for it, but at other times it would be Hugo's idea. Although it was always done in the same manner, and followed by Carla having her buttocks kissed, her organ lapped and then intercourse, the excitement of their sessions never diminished.
There had been trouble only once, one day when Hugo took another young beauty into his suite for a spanking. Later, tears in her eyes, Carla told him of her jealousy. He surprised her by taking her by the arm and roughly leading her to the suite. Hugo had been angry as he ordered her to strip naked and then bent her over the end of the end of a couch.
Taking his belt off, he doubled it, then began strapping her. For a while she found pleasure in the strapping until her throat was raw from her screams and her behind bruised and welted.
The strapping had so aroused Hugo that he pushed his pants and shorts down, mounted her outraged rear and gave her a strong ride. When it was over, Hugo poured drinks for them and told her that while she would always be special, there would always be other women, many others.
She accepted that so well that before long, she was able to enjoy exciting orgies during which Hugo played with other women while she gave her body to other men and to women as well.
Carla even became a talent scout for her employer and lover, recruiting beautiful, eager young women who wanted to be a part of the glamorous world in which he travelled and were more than willing to submit their tender bottoms to him for spanking which caused them to cry, but filled their bodies with heat and sexual hunger which he was always ready to appease in his special manner.
"Are you day dreaming, lover?" Carla asked as she stood beside the couch waiting to have her panties lowered and her bottom spanked.
"Yes," he grinned, "I guess I was, Carla. I was thinking of the first spanking I ever gave you and of all the pleasure we've shared since then. I've been a very lucky man."
"And I am very lucky woman, darling. First with your father, then even more so with you. But now, make me luckier. My bum is hungry for it."
"Yes dear," he told her as he reached for her panties. "Perhaps you should have a daughter so we can keep this thing going throughout the future."
"If I ever had a daughter, darling, I'd be sure to train her for you and I'd watch you give her her first spanking, sucking and fucking. After that, we could let your son take over as you took over from your father, but for now, darling, I'm so ready for my spanking. My bum is so hungry for the hot kiss of your hand."
She was squirming and sobbing as Hugo took her sheer nylon panties down slowly, baring the bushy triangle at the juncture of tummy and thighs, then feasting his eyes on other gems as she came around to his right, then eagerly squirmed across his lap, her body rubbing his thighs with a message that he could hardly fail to understand.
He made her wait only a little while then, as his right hand fondled her flawless, round cheeks, then he was spanking briskly, his big hand moving from cheek to cheek while his woman cried and kept kicking her lovely legs, her magnificent buttocks coloring excitingly, heat flaring in them and in the depths of her crotch in equal measure, fanning out to warm her entire being.
The mood was just right for both of them that day, the moment was perfect, and so Hugo gave her a much longer, more stinging spanking than usual and she was crying loudly before he finally stopped.
The leather of the couch was cool later, when she lay on her back, her buttocks tingling madly, wet from the ministrations of his mouth which then began to minister to the heat of her crotch as he sucked and lapped avidly as she sighed and groaned.
Carla was still climaxing when he hurried his organ into her juicy slit and gave her a magnificent screwing which brought her another strong orgasm before Hugo was pumping his juice into her and her strong vaginal walls sucked him dry.