Ellie Gets Paddled at Work

Ellie was in early on the Tuesday morning after 'that' special Friday as she would always refer to it from now on.

Her office phone rang just as she arrived and she picked it up nervously when she saw Mr. Bexham's extension number.

'Good morning Ms. Taylor,' he said, 'bright and early, that's what I like to see, please come through forthwith.'

Ellie hurriedly checked her make up and smoothed down her skirt. She had her hair up in a sort of halfway ponytail with loose strands framing her face on either side that had drawn male eyes to her on the train in. She was feeling particularly horny this morning and relished the attention.

She had chosen her underwear very carefully, partly because she liked to look good in it and it also boosted her confidence.

But there was also a desire to 'show', to arouse men, to make them want her. Maybe this was a fetish that was getting out of control, but she did not want to stop and anyway she never knew on any given day if Mr. Bexham would have the panties off her.

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Two students had been sitting opposite her a row down on the train.

'Would you look at the skirt on her,' one muttered, 'so fucking sexy, you can practically see her knickers.'

Ellie's skirt had ridden up and she had let it lie deliberately crossing her legs.

Underneath, her white lace trimmed panties were tight enough to highlight the outline of her plump vulva.

She gave them a haughty look to let them know she knew they were talking about her.

'Maybe that's exactly what she wants,'his friend mocked him.

'Stop wishing you could get your head between her thighs and go over and chat her up.

Ask for her number. You might get a big surprise. Women like men who are confident.

'This stuck up look might just be an act. Don't ask don't get.'

The train went through a tunnel and Ellie could see them deep in conversation in her window from the reflection of the carriage lights.

She actually quite fancied the first one. Maybe someone nearer her own age would be a good thing. She stared at him willing him to look over again and some instinct kicking in made him glance across at her.

She gave him a quick little smile and he went very red.

'Fuck,' he said,'she just smiled at me.'

'Told you. Did you think this leg show was just for fun?'

The train had left the tunnel. Ellie felt incredibly randy. She delved into her bag and pulled out her phone.

Seemingly preoccupied with texting she slowly uncrossed her legs and shifted in her seat. Her knees parted and she shifted again revealing even more smooth thigh, knowing that if they looked now they would be able to see right up her skirt.

'Look now, quick! his friend nudged him, jesus she's showing everything she's got. Man those flimsy panties are so tight on her cunt.' he whispered.

Ellie's skirt was way high, her knees inches apart drawing their eyes to what was on show up there. Her pussy tingled at the state she was getting them into, their lingering eyes fixated on her tight panties, unable to disguise their desire for what was inside them.

They were almost at her city centre station.

Ellie stood up, worked down her skirt, gathered up her things and headed down past them to the exit door and dropped the piece of paper as if by accident just as she passed.

The scent of her perfume lingered behind her as the two students just looked at each other.

'Wow what was that all about?,' the first one puffed out his cheeks.

'What a show huh? That sexy camel toe in those just about see through panties, that plump little pussy omg.'

Did she just drop something,' his friend questioned as he noticed the piece of paper on the floor.

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'Come,' said Mr. Bexham in his usual tone when Ellie knocked and she coloured a little

remembering just how hard she had 'come'last Friday when he had taken her over the table naked except for her heels. Mr Bexham was right at the door and quietly locked it behind her.

' I hope you have been behaving yourself this morning Ms. Taylor.'

Me Sir?' she replied all innocent eyed.

'You have been up to something, I can feel it,' he remarked taking a lingering look at her hair.

'My secretary has left, not quite up to the mark I'm afraid and you will stand in for her today,' he continued.

'Of course Sir,' she replied.

It never failed to amaze Ellie that he could simply continue on so normally after all that had gone on with them, and in particular Friday last when he had been ball deep up her pussy pumping her silly.

'A candidate is coming in today. On paper she's experienced and well qualified.'

He gave Ellie a quizzical look.

'I need to know however if she meets management needs.' Here he paused.

'You do understand what these needs are by this time I hope?'

Ellie went scarlet.

'On Friday you are excused assessment, take her out to dinner. Put it on expenses. Get a handle on her. Understood?'

Ellie faltered. Her reaction left her with conflicting emotions. She did not know whether she felt relief, or disappointment, that she would not be getting a good spanking that day.

Mr Bexham was getting hot under the collar making no secret that he was blatantly checking out her tits and legs. Ellie's mouth had gone dry. She's got that damn perfume on again he thought as his penis stirred in his trousers.

'And what on earth have you done with your hair,' he remarked as he took her hand and walked her over to the big wall mirror, giving her a light spank on her bottom.

'This as an office not a pick up bar.'

Ellie began to feel uneasy. He wouldn't would he surely not, hit on her here at this time of day in the office?

But she was very wrong. He was practically plastered against her from behind and she was very aware of his cock rubbing against her through her skirt.

'Sir there's so much to do,' she protested, turning her head to look at him. 'Please let me get on.'

She heard the sound of a zip opening and felt her skirt go loose.

'Oh sir please stop,' she pleaded in panic the door is not locked!' trying but failing to hold up her skirt as he worked it down till it pooled around her ankles.

'Shush you silly girl, the door is locked.'

She felt his fingers stroking across the exposed nape of her pretty neck as he watched her in the mirror. Ellie suddenly felt very weak at the knees as her most erogenous zone was caressed, felt her nipples tighten as the maddening stroking went on and on, felt herself wilting and surrendering.

'Undo your hair Ellie,' he murmured, feeling his cock pulse as her hair cascaded down to her shoulders. His hands were all over her white pantied bottom now rubbing and squeezing.

She let out a little 'oh'' when his hand went between her legs and cupped her warm honeypot.

' You've been very disobedient recently, yes very disobedient indeed,' he said softly as he fiddled indecently with her pussy through her underwear.

Ellie was trying very hard not to squirm. His hands were everywhere and when he moved them over her breasts her eyes half closed.

He popped a button on her blouse, then another as he stared at the revealed swell of her breasts in the mirror.

Another button went, Ellie panted as his fingers delved inside her blouse finding her hard aroused nipples teasing and pinching them through her bra till they ached

'I'm sorry I have been so difficult Sir,' she managed,' her voice going ragged as he popped the last button and peeled off her blouse.

' Do you remember what you were doing before I spanked you on Friday?,' he asked as he removed her bra. Ellie could see the excitement in his eyes, watching her half naked like this.

'Yes I was playing with your cock through your trousers Sir,' she whispered as Mr Bexham turned her round to face him.

She jiggled when his hand went to the leg of her panties and insistent fingers wormed into them.

A finger found her clit and ran round and round it as her face got redder and redder, Her hips began to churn involuntarily as she wriggled and wiggled.

'Oh don't stop, please, don't stop,' she panted as she felt her arousal building.

Ellie groaned when he eased two fingers up into the sticky wetness of her cunt and started to finger her. She was rotating her hips frantically now desperate for release.

'Oh fuck,' she wailed in shock and surprise clinging to Mr. Bexham when he pushed his thumb up her puckered tight anus.

She gyrated helplessly as his busy fingers fingered her faster and his thumb worked her arsehole.

'Oh god I'm so close, so close,' she gasped and whimpered when he suddenly pulled out of her leaving her bereft and on the cusp.

'Oh what are you doing to me,'she complained, as a highly aroused Mr. Bexham lasciviously dragged his erection across her trembling thighs taking advantage of her disarray.

'You little witch you need further correction and one you won't forget for a very long while,' he grunted.

Ellie buttocks clenched at the thought.

'Go and get the heart shaped paddle from the cupboard, the pink one with the shiny smooth surface.'

Ellie's mind raced, her heart pounded. This was something new and she felt a little scared.

'Must I Sir?,' she whispered.

'At once Ellie and stop wasting my time!'

He adjusted his leaking cock as she tottered over to the cupboard, his eyes glued to the movement of her firm wiggling bottom cheeks in those white lace trimmed panties which had worked up her.

She nervously handed him the paddle and obediently bent over the table. Mr. Bexham stepped forward and yanked down her underwear to her ankles making her jump.'

'Loosen your hair Ellie,' he said in a tight voice and his penis jerked in the confines of his boxers when her hair cascaded done to her shoulders.

He tapped her on the bottom with the paddle. 'This a stinger paddle Ellie for instant correction of disobedient girls and it is going to hurt.'

Ellie wasn't prepared when the first stinger landed on her left cheek making her cry out. Mr Bexham paused and waited. And soon Ellie's leg kicked up.

'Oh oh that is stinging so much,' she gasped. trying to rub it with one hand.

The second caught her right cheek and her head jerked up as her mouth fell open, her eyes betraying her anguish.

It felt like just two stingers had covered every inch of her bottom.

Mr Bexham grunted with satisfaction looking at the glowing fiery redness of her beautiful arse.

Two more was all it took for Ellie to feel the stinging sensation becoming unbearable.

Mr. Bexham's cock was so hard it was starting to hurt and he could wait no longer.

He dropped the paddle and fixed his eyes on her exposed, aroused little pussy framed by those those burning cheeks.

'Stand up,' he said sharply and watched as Ellie hopped up and down hopelessly rubbing at her stinging arse.

He went over to his chair and sat down, his cock tenting his trousers. Ellie flushed. It wasn't just Mr. Bexham who had got excited by the paddling. Her stiff nipples were sending urgent messages to her pussy and sensitive bum hole.

'Come here and get on your knees Ellie,' he whispered spreading his legs.

Ellie shuffled between them, fumbled with the clip on his trousers, reached for his zipper and dragged it down. He lifted up and she see-sawed down his trousers and boxers.

Mr Bexham had gone very red in the face, his freed pulsing cock was jerking around, his foreskin way back. He stared at her naked breasts as Ellie lowered her head to the penis that had royally fucked her Friday last.