"Ms. Wilkins," he began. "This is our first time together, so I must tell you a few things. First of all, whenever I spank you, you are to repeat the number after every hit. So you would say one after that one. Nod if you understand me."
She nodded. He swatted her again and she wisely said,"two."
Her bottom was red just from the hand striking her rear. As she endured another five hits, Mr. Smith cleared his throat again.
"I spanked you Ms. Wilkins for two reasons. One you have already figured out when you achieved arousal so early. The other concerns your hygiene since you chose to trim your area instead of shaving it fully. This will be fixed by tomorrow. Nod if you understand."
Pamela again nodded her head in agreement. Then Mr. Smith took the belt and wrapped it around his hand before letting go one more smack on her reddened ass. Pamela repeated the number before Mr. Smith undid the belt and slowly unzipped his pants.
"Ms. Wilkins, since this is our first session, I will expect you to bring me to climax. However seeing that we only have fifteen minutes to accomplish this, there is but one way to do this. " Pamela could feel Mr. Smith's member slowly running it's way up and down her slit as he slowly allowed just the head of his tool inside her. The sparks went through her head as she attempted to hold back her natural desire to climax herself now. Mr. Smith smiled more wickedly than before. He then allowed himself the pleasure of sliding in slowly, having Pamela feel every vein and inch of him. It wasn't long before he was all the way inside her before he gave his command.
"Cum."
This simple three letter word coated his tool with her essence as she let herself go. It only took a second to do the same for him as his control wasn't that exact either. He allowed himself a minute to shrink before releasing himself from the prison that was her privacy and slowly readjusted his zipper. The belt was rethreaded before he walked to the front and removed his tie from Pamela's wrists. As he retied it, she sat there, still in the same position, waiting for her new master to release her.
"Ms. Wilkins, please take the rest of the day off. You are to go home and prepare yourself for tomorrow. We will be training you more before I allow you to serve me. Nod your head if you understand."
Pamela nodded once again, then waited until her release to gather her clothing and redress, allowing herself to leave off the panty hose.She then stood there dressed before Mr. Smith released her. She walked away out of his office and drove home excited for her promotion.
Meanwhile, Mr. Smith was preparing himself for his 9:30 appointment. As his client walked in, one could notice the slight bulge from the pregnancy he caused. As he quietly looked down at the floor, his client spoke softly.
"How was she, Jefferson? Did she comply? Answer please."
"Yes, mistress. She not only called me master, but I was able to spank her as instructed and even was able to deposit my seed within her." This woman stood slowly before yelling.
"You were suppose to wait until I told you to before you deposited your seed. You have displeased me, Jefferson. Please assume the position for your punishment." As Mr. Smith dropped his trousers and leaned against the desk, this woman pulled out a leather riding crop to discipline her submissive. It was originally her thought to give him his own sub, but now she realized that maybe this was too much latitude. After all, as she spanked him and he kept track of the number, he was still hers.
Meanwhile at home, Pamela was touching herself as she thought about his member inside of her and how she came on command like that. She was going to enjoy this new position as she heard the water fill in the bathtub. After all, she had instructions to follow.
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