Room 2D

Five days in the life of a private secretary. From Janus 16 It was tough luck being a secretary on a low budget. So Serena James took a new position as Confidential PA to Mr Huttersby. A big accountant guy. Now she had a high salary but, as Mr H repeatedly declared,  she was on trial!  Waiting for the boss to enter his office… MONDAY ‘Serena!’ ‘Yes, Mr Huttersby. Good morning, sir. Would you like some coffee?’ she chirped as breezily as her genitals felt. God, how she fancied him! ‘Serena!’ ‘You’re here to work, girl! You’re still on trial! Whatever do you think you’re doing wearing that outrageous outfit? It’s formal dress for the office — I’ve already warned you about it!  PASS ME MY CANE. ’ ‘Knickers down, Serena.’ ‘I’m sorry sir, I really am. Please let me off, I forgot…’ ‘This will teach you to remember.  KNEEL ON THE CHAIR! ’ Serena thought it was exciting, exposing her bottom to her boss....

From Blushes 15 Everyone — or almost everyone — called her Didi, though it wasn’t her proper name. Sometimes when she was excited she would stutter it. Sometimes when she was being spanked, that is, and it was awful being spanked. Most awful, too, when her tight blue knicks were carefully rolled down for it and she was aware of the naughty exposure of her pert, smooth cheeks and the cleft between them which she would tighten defensively as a leathery palm rose and fell, stinging, stinging, burning. Sometimes now, Didi had to take her own knickers off, and she could never decide whether to show her bottom first or her… or her… or her pussy as it was called. So sometimes she stood sideways and pushed them down, but then that showed her puff and her bottom, too, so it was difficult. Today she had to go and help old Mr Jenkins, though she hadn’t wanted to, but her stepmother had said he was a nice man and couldn’t manage on his own ...