Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
“Put your hands on the desk,” I told Mandy coolly, despite the heat I could feel building in my blood. “I want you on your elbows.”
“Yes, miss,” Mandy said quietly. Then, unmistakably, I saw her hips jerk backwards, and just as clearly I heard a tiny noise come from deep in her throat. With a flush of heat in my own cheeks, I recognized the symptoms—because I had shown the very same ones.
I put the paddle down on the desk in front of her, remembering how Stuart had done the same, to remind me of the lesson he intended to teach. I moved behind Mandy and I reached out and grasped the hem of her skirt and began to roll it up. My fingertips brushed Mandy’s sweet little bottom and she shuddered at the contact.
I finished rolling and tucking the skirt to ensure it wouldn’t fall and get in the way of the paddle. My voice said, seemingly of its own accord, “I’m going to take these provocative panties down now, Mandy. You’ve earned a bare-bottom correction, haven’t you?”
“Yes, miss,” Mandy breathed. “Please… I’m very sorry. Please, not too many?”
With another little aha moment, I saw with absolute clarity just how deeply Mandy needed a firm hand. She had become almost a different person here with me, having seen that I could manage her according to Selecta’s special customs. Mandy had this job because she had an enormous amount of talent and because that talent could best be brought out this way: skirt up and panties down when necessary to keep her on track. The paddle coming down on her naughty bottom to remind her she belonged to an organization that expected her best effort.
“I’m going to paddle you until I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson, Mandy,” I told her, hearing the growing force in my voice as things clicked into place in a new way. “Is that understood?”
Mandy practically sobbed her reply. “Yes, miss.”
I reached for the waistband of the lacy red thong, my heart pounding. As I slowly lowered the skimpy garment, revealing Mandy’s shapely bottom, I felt a growing sense of the rightness of it all, at least here and now, for me and for Mandy. I was really doing this, and I intended to enjoy it.
The panties slid down Mandy’s thighs, and I let them fall to her ankles. My eyes were drawn to her now-exposed backside—round, firm, and slightly quivering. Without conscious thought, I placed my hands on Mandy’s bottom cheeks, feeling their warmth and softness.
“Oh,” Mandy gasped softly as I began to knead and fondle her bare flesh. “Oh… miss…”
The part of me that had risen to disrupt my orientation could hardly believe what I was doing, but I no longer had much inclination to repress the instinct driving me to explore further. Gently but firmly, I pulled Mandy’s cheeks apart, exposing her most private places. My face flushed hot as I gazed at her puckered pink anus and the glistening folds of her pussy.
“My, my,” I heard myself say, my voice only a little thicker than usual. “You keep yourself very smooth and tidy down here, don’t you, Mandy?”
“Y-yes, miss,” Mandy stammered. “I… I wax regularly.”
“That’s good,” I murmured approvingly. “But goodness, you’ve gotten quite wet, haven’t you, thinking about the lesson you’re about to get?”
Mandy whimpered softly, her hips shifting. I could see how slick and swollen her pussy lips had become. The sight and scent of her arousal made my own core throb with answering need.
“I asked you a question, Mandy,” I said more firmly, giving her bottom a light smack.
“Yes!” Mandy cried out. “Yes, miss. I’m… I’m… I’m, you know… excited. I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”
“I see,” I replied, my mind buzzing at this confession even as my body hummed with arousal. “Well then, let’s not keep you waiting any longer.”
CHAPTER 16
Stuart
I watched Melissa disciplining Mandy on the live feed from the punishment room’s several surveillance cameras. As Melissa took down Mandy’s panties, I leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the multiple camera angles showing the intimate inspection. I felt a smile play at the corners of my mouth as I watched in close-up, Melissa’s fingers gently spreading Mandy’s cheeks, revealing the puckered rosebud of the other woman’s anus and the sweet pout of Mandy’s needy pussy.
“My, my,” I heard Melissa say through the speakers, her voice a clear mix of authority and arousal. “You keep yourself very smooth and tidy down here, don’t you, Mandy?”
I nodded to myself, impressed by Melissa’s instinctive understanding of how to assert her dominance. She had learned very quickly, adapting to her new role with a natural grace that few possessed—in fact, Assessment thought her quite possibly literally one in a million. As I watched her fingers trace the curves of Mandy’s bottom, noting how Mandy trembled under her touch, I felt a swell of pride and satisfaction in my chest, even as down against my thigh my cock stirred with a more basic response.