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                    "SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"

                                                    By Dr. Phil

                            PART 5

   Tom woke up the next morning and for a moment he thought the
entire day before had been a dream. Then as he sat up he winced as
his sore ass rubbed the sheets and he realized that it had all been
real. How could he have done those things to himself! In front of
Linda and her friends and the girls out by the car! God, even
Mrs. Whitford had seen him! 
   He showered and shaved and began to get dressed for work. He had
already put his jockey shorts on when he remembered that he wasn't
allowed to wear them anymore and he pulled them off. His trousers
felt weird against his bare ass and the soreness would be a
constant reminder of the day before.
   He made himself a cup of coffee and a piece of toast and opened
the door to leave. His car was still parked in the front of the
house where he'd left it yesterday. As he walked out to it he
remembered his last walk to this car and shuddered. He glanced
around but nobody was outside yet so he hurried and got into his
car.
   The seats were still pushed up and he had to close the windows.
Another shameful reminder of what had happened here just a few
hours earlier. Tom drove to work, parked his car, and went into his
office at Venture Publications. He saw Carol and Marie sitting at
their desks, beautiful as always. They smiled at him and for some
reason he blushed deeply. Marie winked slyly at Carol. The two
women knew that he was stealing peeks at them and they delighted in
teasing him along. They purposefully wore sexy clothes to the
office and found excuses to bend over to get files and such when
they knew he was watching them. The secretary, Louise, was another
story. Early fifties, frumpish and widowed. She thought Tom was a
real yuppie bigshot and she avoided talking to him whenever
possible. "Too big for his britches" she said of him on several
occasions.
   In the large private office sat Mrs. Peterson, his boss.
   "Good morning Tom, hope you're feeling better today" she said,
with only partial sincerity. She suspected Tom had been goofing off
yesterday and was irritated because it meant more work for her to
do.
   "Good morning Gloria. Yes, I'm much better, Thanks. Say, I have
a doctor's appointment at 5:00 and I'd like to leave a little early
to make it. Would that be all right?"
   "Fine, Tom" Mrs. Peterson said, and made a mental note to
herself to have a talk with Tom if this skipping of work started
turning into a regular thing.
   Tom put in an uneventful day. Carol and Marie noticed he blushed
a lot quicker whenever they caught his eye. Louise just ignored him
and Mrs. Peterson had to go out for a good part of the day but was
back in the office by 3:30. At 4:30 Tom got up from his desk and
said goodbye to Mrs. Peterson and the girls. He left the office and
drove straight home. When he got home he parked his car in the
driveway. He saw Mrs. Whitford sitting on her porch as usual but
thankfully the rest of the street was empty. He quickly walked into
his house. As he glanced up at Mrs. Whitford's porch he saw that
she was watching him with a big grin on her face. Oh God...
   He was surprised to find the house empty. He fixed himself a
drink and sat in the living room on the sofa and waited. At 5:45
Beverly knocked on the door.
   "Hello Tommy, sorry I'm late but I had an errand to do in town."
She giggled then rushed into the kitchen. "I've got this meatloaf
to prepare and the girls will be here in 45 minutes. You'd better
take a shower while I start in the kitchen."
   Just like that, like nothing in the world was out of order. Tom
walked into the bathroom and took his clothes off. Beverly ran in
once just to make sure he wasn't wearing any underpants and smiled
sweetly at him when she saw that he wasn't.
   By the time Tommy came out of the shower the meatloaf was
already in the oven. He towel-dried his hair and started into the
bedroom to get some clean clothes.
   "Oh no, sweetie. No clothes tonight! Linda and her friends are
coming over, remember?" Tommy looked at her in disbelief but her
face suddenly turned hard and she said. "Down on your knees,
mister. You're going to be serving us tonight."
   She then went to her pocketbook and fished out the collar and
leash she had used the day before and fastened them on him again.
But that wasn't all. She continued fishing through her pocketbook
and came up with a piece of folded pink cloth. "Look what I got for
you to wear!" As she opened it he saw with shock that it was a
large pink baby's bonnet with little ruffles and a bow on each
side! She placed the humiliating thing on his head and fastened it
under his chin with a bow knot. "Oh it's so cute!" she giggled. 
   "Now Tommy, dear. I want you to be right here in front of the
door, on your hands and knees with your cute ass up in the air so
the girls will see it as soon as they enter. Hurry up, now. Don't
disappoint me."
   Tommy got into position, that damn bonnet made him feel even
more embarrassed, if that were possible, and he waited for the
girls to arrive. It was 6:15 and Beverly was setting the table for
four.
   A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and Beverly ran to
open it. It was Linda.
   "Hi, hope I'm not too early." When she saw Tommy she started
giggling and said "Like your hat, Tommy!" Tommy's face went
scarlet. Beverly went back to the kitchen and Linda sat on a chair
looking at Tommy. God, this was turning out to be fun! There was
another knock on the door and Linda opened it. This time it was
Tina and Ellen together. They saw Tommy kneeling there and started
giggling all over again.
   Beverly said that dinner wouldn't be ready for another fifteen
minutes and suggested that the girls take Tommy for a little walk
around the house. Linda said "Sure!" and picked up the leash from
the floor. She gave Tommy a light pat on the rump and said "Let's
go Tommy!". When Tommy hesitated slightly she said, tauntingly "You
do want to go for a walk, don't you Tommy?" and she blinked her
eyes several times at him and smiled.
   "Y-Yes, Linda". Tommy said.
   "Oh, that's another thing. I think that from now on I want you
to address me as 'Mistress' Linda. Is that Okay?" Again the eye
blinking and the smile.
   "Y-Yes, Mistress Linda" Tommy managed to choke out. Linda was
smug with satisfaction. Revenge certainly was sweet!  
   Linda began leading Tommy around the living room. Tina and Ellen
got up to walk with them. "Look at how white his ass is." said
Ellen. "You would hardly believe he got TWO spankings yesterday."
Linda walked Tommy into the bedroom. She tugged on the leash for
him to stop between the end of the bed and the dresser. 
   "Put your face down on the rug Tommy and lift your ass as high
in the air as you can. Good. Now spread your legs a little wider.
Fine! Now just stay like that for awhile." 
   Tina and Ellen began poking each other and snorting as they saw
that Linda steadied herself with one hand on the dresser and lifted
her foot so that her sneaker very lightly began to rub Tommy
between his asscheeks and around his scrotum. "Goose! Goose!" she
giggled as she touched the point of her shoe directly on Tommy's
puckering asshole. This made him jump slightly and his stiff penis
bobbed up and down beneath him. That set off another laughing jag
among the girls. Nothing worse than three teenage girls with a case
of the giggles...
   "Let's go, girls!" Beverly yelled from the kitchen. "Dinner's
ready." The girls led Tommy back into the kitchen. The three of
them sat down at the table and Beverly joined them. "Where's Tommy
going to sit?" asked Ellen.
   "Oh, he'll eat when we're through, Ellen" replied Beverly. 
   The four ladies picked up their forks and began eating. "I seem
to have dropped my napkin. Please get it for me Tommy.....thank you
dear.....Oh, please bring some more bread from the counter
Tommy.... thank you dear."
   They kept him crawling around the cold kitchen floor doing
menial errands while they ate and talked about the previous
afternoon.   
   At the end of the meal Beverly got a large bowl and she scraped
the leftovers from all four plates into it and mashed it up. 
   "Here Tommy. It's time for your dinner now." She placed the bowl
on the floor next to the refrigerator and motioned for Tommy to eat
it. "No hands now, remember?"
   Was there no end to the degradation this woman could heap on
him? Tommy lowered his red face to the bowl and began to eat. The
girls got a case of the giggles again and Beverly got her camera
out of her pocketbook. Naked and leashed, on his hands and knees,
with a pink baby bonnet on his head and a stiff prick, Tommy looked 
hilarious. Beverly clicked away from all angles. "Lift your face
just a little, dear, so I can see it better...that's it... CLICK...
thank you."
   It was now around 7:30pm and Beverly suggested they all go into
the living room. When they got there they she made Tommy get up on
the coffee table and lie down on his back. "You should know the
routine by now, Tommy. Lift your legs into the air, spread them
wide and bend your knees." She opened her pocketbook and took out
the two pair of handcuffs she had used on Tommy two nights before.
"Remember these, honey?" she teased. She fastened the cuffs on him
again in the same manner. Left wrist to left ankle and right wrist
to right ankle. His wrists were cuffed to the inside of his ankles
so he couldn't close his legs. Once again this left him in the most
vulnerable and exposed condition he could imagine. He felt the eyes
of the teenagers burning into his ass like a brand, and he flushed
deeply and squirmed a bit. Beverly then produced a long feather
from her pocketbook and proceeded to brush it lightly up and down
the crack of his ass while the girls looked on in wonder. "WOW!
Will you look at him buck!" yelled Tina. "It's a good thing you put
those cuffs on him!" 
  Beverly continued tormenting him without pity. She'd concentrate
on the underside of his penis for awhile and when it looked like he
might be getting ready to cum she'd hold off while his hips bucked
and he pleaded "Oh P-L-E-A-S-E! P-L-E-A-S-E let me CUM!!!" But
Beverly would just wait a bit and then move the feather back to his
asshole or some other spot. Beverly continued the torment while she
started to speak to the room:
   "I'll bet Tommy here was wondering why I was late getting here
this evening. Well, I had a very busy day. Last night I took the
video tape back to my studio and watched it. All I can say is WOW!.
It came out great! We had Tommy rolling around on his back and
stroking his penis and begging Linda to give him a spanking... we
had him crawling around the floor and slapping his own ass.... more
begging in front of Tina and Ellen.....we had a lovely spanking
draped across Linda's knees... and at the end we had Tommy again on
his back, his reddened behind waggling on the floor, masturbating
in front of the girls and begging them to let him cum! It was
beautiful!" She kept tormenting Tommy with the feather the whole
time she spoke. "Anyway, I decided to make four copies of the tape.
I have some rather specialized equipment at my studio and the
copies came out superbly. I told Tommy to make sure that he left
his office by 4:30 so he would be in this house by 5:00pm sharp!
The reason for this is because I paid a small visit to his office,
at 4:45pm!" Tommy began to moan "Oh please no...please...please!"
But his hips were still moving frantically to the tune of the
tormenting feather. "I introduced myself to Mrs. Peterson and told
her I was your new girlfriend. I also met those two other lovely
young things...Carol and Marie? Yes. Well, they seemed a bit
surprised that you even HAD a girlfriend. Anyway, I gave each of
them a small package. Do you want to guess what was in those
packages? Exactly! Each package had one of the four copies of the
tape I had made!" The teenaged girls gasped. Tommy was sobbing, but
still bucking his hips. He had no choice in the matter.
   "Oh don't worry. I rigged each of the tapes in my studio with a
magnet on the take-up spool so that they can only be viewed once.
But once is all they'll need! Let's see, it's about 7:45pm...
they're probably watching those tapes right now!" Tommy was sobbing
loudly but his arms and legs were pumping up and down and his ass
was wiggling to keep the tip of the feather away from his sensitive
asshole.
   "Can you imagine poor Tommy, having to go to work tomorrow
morning and sit in that office? And he will, too! You see, Mrs.
Peterson may want to fire you, Tommy, but you can't let her. You
had better find some way of begging her to let you keep your job.
You can cry, plead, promise anything you want, but don't let her
fire you. If you do, well, I can make LOTS more copies of that tape
and send it around to all sorts of people. This time without the
magnet so they can watch it over and over and over again!  I did a
little checking on you, Tommy. How would you like your sister in
Philadelphia to get a copy of that tape? Or your mother's friends
in Long Island? And don't forget the lovely snapshots I took
tonight!" Tommy couldn't believe what he was hearing. It had to be
a bad dream, but it was REAL. The girls thought it was pretty
amusing and giggled while they watched Tommy twisting in the cuffs
on the coffee table, still trying to escape the maddening feather.
   "Tommy, dear" Beverly continued. "Your punishment is going to be
an ongoing one, with no relief. Every single day you are going to
report to work in that office, knowing that each of the ladies
there have seen you as you were yesterday. The first night we met
you told me that your worst fear was being laughed at by a woman.
Those women at work are going to be laughing at you every day from
now on..." 
   Tommy was crying "Please... no, don't do this to me... please...
please!" Beverly put the feather down and got up from the couch. 
  "It's been a long day girls, and Tommy is going to have an even
longer day tomorrow. I have to go now, but you girls can stay here
as long as you want. Just unlock him when you leave." She dug into
her pocketbook and threw the keys to the handcuffs on the coffee
table next to the still writhing form of Tommy." Goodnight,
girls... it's been real!"
   The three teenage girls thanked Beverly and walked her to the
door. After she left they all converged on Tommy like starving
vultures. Linda picked up the feather and continued to torment his
asshole. Tina bent over and began licking the underside of his
penis. Ellen put her tongue in his ear. They all mocked him and
teased him saying "Come on Tommy, shoot! shoot!". Finally he went
stiff and began shooting thick spurts of white cum in the air. Some
of it hit the wall behind the coffee table, some of it landed on
his face. The girls were amazed.
   Linda said it was time they were going home so they all lined up
and each gave him a dozen hard slaps on his ass. Then they unlocked
the cuffs, walked to the door, turned out the lights and Linda said
"Goodnight Tommy! Have a nice day tomorrow!" With that they all
left, leaving the front door wide open. Tommy could hear them
laughing all the way down the street. 

                    "SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"

                                                      by: Dr. Phil

                           PART 6

   Tom Hyde didn't sleep very well that night. After the girls left
he got up, closed the front door and cleaned himself off, all in a
daze. He went into his bedroom to lay down and try to sort things
out. What was he going to do! He began reviewing all of the
shameful things he had done the day before, the things that would
be on that damn video tape! Oh God! Each one was worse than the
other. And everyone at work would be watching that tape right now -
or would have already seen it! Carol and Marie! Louise! Mrs.
Peterson! Had they seen the tape already? Had they seen him lying
naked on his back, rubbing his dick and begging Linda to let him
cum? Crawling around on the floor on a leash, slapping his own ass
and pleading with Linda to put him across her knees and give him a
spanking! Oh God, what was he going to do! And Beverly's threat...
would she really do it if he didn't show up at work? Somehow he had
no doubt that she would. He began sobbing uncontrollably. He was
doomed! 
   He managed to fall asleep a little after midnight. He didn't
remember dreaming anything. The next thing he knew it he was awake
and it was morning outside. As he remembered what was going to
happen to him his stomach began fluttering. He got up and showered
and shaved. When he looked in the mirror at himself it was like he
was looking at somebody else, not him. He got dressed, picked out
a tie and went into the living room. He went into the kitchen to
make some coffee and found the dirty dishes still in the sink from
last night, and a bowl on the floor near the refrigerator. As he
bent down to pick up the bowl in his suit he felt like that
couldn't have been him last night. It MUST have been someone else.
He decided he wasn't hungry this morning, walked out the front
door, got into his car and drove to work. 
  He never remembered the drive to work being so quick before...
Next thing he knew it he was parked near his office building. He
walked into the building and slowly climbed the stairs to the
second floor. The offices of Venture Publications were right at the
top of the stairs on the second floor. As he reached the top of the
stairs he paused by the entrance to regain his composure. 
  Damn! It sounded like Carol and Marie were already inside. He
could hear them talking. He stood there and listened for a moment.
He heard a giggle and then Marie's voice in a high, mocking sing-
song "ooooh, puhleeese Linda, give me a spanking. oh please oh
please, I've been such a naughty boy!" Carol giggled at Marie's
impression, then she pitched in with "And did you see how young
Linda looked? And there he was lying across her knees while she
spanked him...and her two friends right next to her! I couldn't
believe what I was seeing!"
   "My roommate and I watched it last night" said Marie. "She
couldn't stop laughing. She kept saying, `You KNOW this guy?'.
We tried to replay it when it was over but the tape was blank."
   "So was mine!" said Carol. That woman must have done something
to it. I tell you, she sure did something to Tommy!" 
  At that comment there was more giggling. Tommy felt his face go
scarlet, He couldn't go in there now. Just then he heard footsteps
coming up the stairs. Oh no, it was Louise! With no place else to
go he put his head down and walked quickly into the office. The
girls were still giggling but they stopped instantly when he walked
in. Tom went right to his desk and sat down without looking up. The
room was silent. Just then Louise walked in. She stood in the
doorway for a minute, then walked right past Tommy and sat down at
her own desk, putting her pocketbook away and getting ready for the
day as usual. Maybe she didn't see the tape? Just then she looked
up at him with a small smile and said "Good morning, Spanky!".
Carol and Marie choked a little and then giggled. Leave it to
Louise... Tommy didn't say a word but kept his head down. A phone
rang and Louise answered it. He tried to do some work. Every once
in awhile he would glance up and find Carol or Marie looking at
him. Carol glanced away but Marie put the tip of her tongue between
her front teeth and smiled teasingly. He knew his face was red.
Every once in awhile he'd hear a whisper and then a suppressed
giggle. Why couldn't they leave him alone? And why did they have to
dress so sexy today? He shuddered a little and heard another small
giggle. 
   Around 9:00am Mrs. Peterson came into the office. When she saw
Tommy at his desk she told him she'd like to see him in her office.
He followed her into the office and she shut the door.
   Mrs. Peterson put her briefcase away and sat down behind her
desk. "Tom, I think we have something very important to talk
about."
   Tommy looked down at the desk and didn't say a word.
   "Are you aware that your girlfriend came here yesterday
afternoon?"
   "Y-yes" was all Tommy could get out.
   "Did you know that she was bringing video tapes of your personal
affairs with her?"
   "I found out about it last night. I'm sorry, I didn't... I
don't..." Tommy stammered a bit. He was close to tears with
embarrassment and couldn't think of anything to say.
   "Tommy, she gave the tapes to Louise, Marie and Carol, too."
   Tommy just nodded and sniffed a bit, still not lifting his eyes
above the desk.
   "What you do on your own time is no business of mine... but if
it spills over into the office... if it affects how we work here...
well, that IS my business. Frankly, I can't imagine how you're
going to be able to work with the others after this. I'm really
surprised you even had the guts to come in this morning." She
paused for a moment and when she got no response she continued "The
only way this office can work effectively is as a team, and right
now I don't see how that can continue to happen."
   "Tommy, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to let you go. You've
been a good worker and I hate to have to do it, but I just don't
see how it can work out."
   "It can w-work out, Gloria. Honest. I promise. I can do my job.
You don't have to fire me!"
   "I'm sorry Tommy. I'd like to believe you, but I really don't
see how it can work out."
   "Just give me a chance, please! I PROMISE that it won't affect
my work. I didn't know she was going to do that. You don't know
what she did to me... what she'll do..." Tommy's sentence faded
away.
   Mrs. Peterson sighed. She looked at Tommy for a moment and said
"Well, if you've got the guts to try. I guess I can give you a
chance..." and she shook her head.
   Tommy looked up for the first time. "Oh thank you. Thank you
very very much." His eyes were wet.
   "But understand, Tommy. This is just a chance you're getting. If
it doesn't work out or interferes in any way with the smooth
operation of this office... well, you won't get a second chance."
She let that hang in the air a minute then continued.
   "You know that I've known Louise for nearly 20 years. I trust
her implicitly. Since I'm out of the office so often I'm going to
leave it to her to tell me how things are going on in here. If she
tells me it's not working out, you'll have to leave. Understand?"
   "Yes, Gloria. And thank you very much. You won't be sorry. I
promise." Mrs. Peterson nodded to Tommy to indicate she was through
with him and told him to ask Louise to come into her office for a
few minutes.
   When Tommy walked back into the main office all three women were
staring at him. He told Louise that Gloria wanted to see her in her
office, then sat down at his desk and tried very hard to get some
work done. He could feel the eyes of Carol and Marie on him but he
did his best to try to ignore it. Louise was with Mrs. Peterson for
about fifteen minutes. When she came back out Tommy glanced up at
her. She met his glance with a slight smirk and went back to her
desk. About a half hour later Mrs. Peterson came out and said she
had to go to a meeting and would be back in the office after lunch. 
  After she left, the office was dead quiet for about five minutes.
There were no phone calls and all four of them worked without any
small talk. At that point Louise got up from her chair and said
"Tommy, I want to talk to you in Gloria's office for a few
minutes", and she walked in. Tommy followed her. As soon as he
entered, Louise shut the door. She turned to Tommy with a big smile
on her face and said "Well, well. I must admit you surprised me.
Are you proud of that tape you made? Were we supposed to be
impressed?"
   "I didn't make that tape, Louise" Tommy snapped out. "God, I
don't know what happened, or how it happened..."
   "Gloria told me that you want a second chance to keep your job
here. She said it seemed very important to you. Is that right?"
   "Yes, that's right."
   "Why, Tommy? Why is it so important?"
   Tommy hesitated, "Because I really like my job and I feel that
this won't affect my performance."
   "Bullshit, Tommy. That's bullshit. All I have to say is one word
to Gloria and you're out of here on your ass. Tell me the truth.
Why, Tommy?"
    Tommy hesitated a bit, then he choked out "Because Beverly said
that if I lost my job she'd send out more copies of the tape... to
my family... my friends... everybody!" Tommy looked down. He was
breathing hard. Louise nodded her head for a moment.
   "Tommy, you've been a royal pain in my ass for over a year, you
know that? And there's one thing I've always wanted to do and now,
by God... I think I'll do it." She seemed in an angry mood all of
a sudden. She picked up a wooden ruler from Gloria's desk and said,
"I've wanted to blister your ass from almost the first day you came
to work here! You, still wet behind the ears, and you try ordering
me around this office I've been at for nearly 20 years. I may be
the secretary here but I've worked with Gloria since the beginning,
and I resented your coming in here like a big shot and trying to
push ME around! I'm gonna do what your mother should have done for
you years ago. What that hussy of yours is doing to you now, it
seems. Drop your pants and lean over that desk. You're gonna get
what's coming to you now!" 
   Tommy couldn't believe his ears! He just stared at Louise for a
minute without moving.
   "I'm not fooling around, son. You'll be out of here today if you
cross me. Understand? Now do what I said!"
   Tommy saw that he had no choice. There wasn't any way he was
going to talk Louise out of this. All he could do was hope she'd
get it all out of her system and be done with it. With a sudden
gulp he wondered if Carol and Marie would be able to hear them. Oh
God, please... he silently prayed. Tommy slowly unbuckled his belt,
opened his fly and let his pants fall to his ankles. Louise watched
him with the anger from her recent outburst still in her eyes. When
she saw that he wasn't wearing any underpants she shook her head.
"Man, you come ready for anything, don't you?" Tommy didn't say
anything. "Turn around and rest your arms on that desk... put your
head down and your ass up." Tommy did as he was told. Louise took
the heavy wooden ruler and rubbed it against his ass. Then she
tapped it against each cheek a couple of times, obviously enjoying
this. Finally she reared back and gave one tremendous WHACK! with
the ruler. Tommy jumped like he'd been shot! He'd been spanked by
Beverly and Linda, but they used their hands. This was the first
time he'd ever been hit with a ruler. 
   "Keep your head down and arch your ass back. That's only one.
We've got a long way to go before I'm satisfied." Tommy bent back
over and gritted his teeth... WHACK!...WHACK!...WHACK!...WHACK!.
She gave him four in a row so fast he didn't have time to move. His
ass BURNED! "Keep your head down I said! This is just the warmup.
Do you want me to call Carol and Marie in here? Do you? They'd LOVE
seeing you like this." She continued whacking him, moving from
cheek to cheek while he groaned. "Those girls have been teasing you
for a year. You know that? ...WHACK!... I think they get off on it.
You think they don't know you stare at their asses every time they
get up to move? ...WHACK!... You're so obvious. You think they
don't notice? They've been teasing you intentionally. ...SMACK!... 
Carol thinks you're cute. I wonder what she thinks now. ...WHACK!
... They'd love to see this, but this one's all mine! WHACK!...
SMACK!
   By this time Louise was breathing heavier and Tommy was crying
"Owwwww!" with each hard slap and wiggling his ass to get away from
her swing. Louise finally stopped for a minute to catch her breath.
Her eyes were like fire. She thought for a minute, like she was
coming to a decision, and then said "On second thought, take your
shirt and shoes off too, and your socks. Everything! Take it all
off. Now!" As Tommy was complying she began moving everything off
Gloria's desk and putting it on the credenza. "Up on the desk. On
your hands and knees. Quick!" and she whacked the ruler against his
naked ass. Tommy quickly climbed on the desk. He felt mortified.
What if someone should come in! 
   "Ahhh Yes!" and she rubbed the ruler against his ass some more.
"Get on your elbows and lower your head. I want to see that ass up
in the air.... gooood!" 
   "I always said you were too big for your britches", she laughed.
"I like you better without britches. Maybe we should keep you this
way whenever you're working!" She was taunting him now and enjoying
every minute of it. She swung the ruler at his exposed ass and
whacked him four more times. "Spread your legs a little. I want to
see your balls hanging down and your asshole winking at me." She
laughed at him as he adjusted his position, then she stood there
staring at his ass for a couple of minutes. He was wide open! She
could see everything he had, and she still wanted more! She wanted
to humiliate this little big shot yuppie bastard who'd been so
snotty to her for so long. "Mister big shot" she said aloud. "You
don't look like such a big shot now. Roll over onto your back and
lift your legs up like you did in your movie. That's right... now
reach up with your hands and grab onto your feet. Good! Now spread
your legs... as wide as you can get... keep your knees bent...
that's it!" When Tommy was in position she ran the ruler along his
dick, which was hard as a rock. "This turns you on, huh? I can see
that. I think deep down inside you enjoy getting spanked. Did you
like it when that teenage girl had you across her knees? Huh? You
really get off on this don't you?" She kept rubbing his dick with
the ruler and taunting him. She held his legs back with one arm and
swatted his ass a few more times while he was in that position. He
squirmed and his cock began leaking a little fluid from the tip.
"Now get down on the floor on your hands and knees. CRAWL slowly
over into that corner." As he began to move she started whacking
his ass again with the ruler. From the corner of his eye he saw two
faces looking at him from the window of the closed door. It was
Carol and Marie! Oh no... the window! How long had they been
watching him? Marie was watching intently with a lust in her eyes
that was almost scary. Carol had her hand over her mouth and was
nearly hysterical with laughter...
   As he slowly crawled to the corner Louise kept swatting his now
red ass and taunting him: "You like getting your ass spanked while
the girls watch, huh? Look how hot you are! You want them to see
you, don't you? Sure you do. I can see how hard you are!"
   Tommy was shaking. He was humiliated to tears and beyond all
control. This was worse than yesterday. These were his workmates,
his associates, people he'd have to work with every day, hell, they
were Carol and Marie laughing at him!" Tommy wanted to die of
shame. When he got to the corner Louise said, "I want you to stay
like that, with your nose in the corner and your red ass on display
for the next half hour. And I want you to think about just how much
you really want to continue working here! After that you can get
dressed and get back to work."
   Tommy wasn't sure of the time, but for what seemed like the next
half hour he stayed in that position. During that time Louise came
back in to straighten up Mrs. Peterson's desk. Carol and Marie kept
finding excuses to come into the office looking for files and such.
Each time, they'd stare at Tommy's ass before leaving. He could
hear laughter coming from the main office. When he was pretty sure
that a half hour was over he slowly got up and got dressed.
Hesitantly he walked back into the main office. He had no shorts on
under his slacks and his hardon made the front of his pants stick
out obviously. Carol and Marie didn't look up at him, but he heard
a muffled laugh as he sat down gingerly at his desk and tried to
get back to work. It was going to be a long day...




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