Julie's Promotion - Part 2

When we last left Julie, she was in her boss' office, had just been ordered to kneel and now had his cock in her mouth Julie's Promotion Part 1

Julie was doing her absolute finest performance with that cock. She was deepthroating like a porn star in the office of the CEO. She was moaning, gagging and working the cock like a pro. 

Mr. Matheson however, remained completely stoic throughout this, almost like her cocksucking was white noise in the background. At one point, Julie looked up, with her mouth full of his dick and he was reading an email. 

A pre-mature ejaculator he certainly was not, Mr. Matheson was showing incredible self-control and restraint, despite Julie's best efforts to be a complete whore for him. 

Julie began to feel increasingly degraded and humiliation began to fill her mind, as her slutty mouth seemed to have no effect on her boss. She couldn't figure out what was happening. 

When she attempted a new position for him, hoping he would cum into her mouth and bring an end to her shame, he simply sighed out loud, and let her continue. 

After a few more moments, he tapped on her back as a queue for her to stop, having not yet cum into her mouth or onto her face as she had hoped. 

"That'll do young lady", he remarked in a narcissistic tone.

"That....will DO ? ?" Julie thought to herself in anger. 

She continued her inner dialogue as she wiped drool from her mouth and watched her boss put his pants back on. 

"What was this, a haircut?…Did I just wait his table at a TGI Friday's?...What the fuck does he mean, that’ll do!? And why is he calling me young lady now?”

Mr. Matheson calmly sat on the loveseat in his office, patting a spot beside him, inviting a visually upset Julie to sit next to him. 

And he calmly spoke, like a father counselling his errant daughter:

"Are you finished degrading yourself young lady?"

Julie lowered her head and did not respond. Mr. Matheson quietly began to explain that she had earned the big promotion anyway, without offering her sexual services. He knew he was going to promote her after she delivered the presentation. That she earned the promotion through her work ethic, her smarts and her charisma. 

She tried to begin explaining herself, but Richard stopped her, and took both of her hands into his and held them firmly. 

"Look at me young lady".

Julie could feel her bottom lip begin to quiver. 

"I am very disappointed in you..."

"Oh gawd!!" That cut right into her core. The words worse than any punishment she could think of. This fatherly figure, person of authority over her, just dropped the worst line Julie ever wanted to hear. Her inner child wanted to cry out, "Daaaaaaady noooo!! I'm sorry!”

Rather, she covered her face with her hands and began to softly weep, as Richard continued to scold her while building her up at he same time. 

"You earned this promotion on your own Julie, you should be proud of yourself, but now I am seriously questioning if this is the right decision here. I think I know what might help, please stand and remove your skirt, fold it neatly and place it on my desk".

Julie managed to squeak out a "Yes Sir", as she obeyed his request.

Once her skirt was off, Richard took her by the arm and marched her into the corner of his office.

"I want you to stand there and have a little time-out Julie, thinking about your actions today. And get those hands up and on your head young lady", Richard commanded. 

Julie stood motionless in her humiliating position, with tears rolling down her face. She felt like a naughty little girl who was being punished by her Daddy. She definitely knew what was coming next and after ten minutes in the corner, had accepted and come to terms with what was about to happen and what she needed.

"I'm going to give you a spanking Julie, get across my lap. You need some sense spanked back into you and have likely needed this for a long time". 

Richard spoke in a no nonsense tone. Julie felt vulnerable and little, draped over his lap, despite how corporately feminine she was dressed. Richard's heavy palm rained down on her panty-covered cheeks, the smacks echoed off the large office windows and filled the room. Julie continued to weep, Richard said nothing and focused on his task. 

Richard ushered the weeping Julie off of his lap and she collapsed down to her knees, hiding her shame in the cushions of the couch. He began to counsel and comfort Julie, using words like proud, impressive, successful. Each word resonated deep within her, complimented by the searing pain that was now radiating off her bum. 

"Take off your panties Julie, we're not even close to being done with you!" 

"Yes Sir", she wept. 

 

The force Mr. Matheson was now using had increased greatly, as he alternated between Julie's plump bottom cheeks. An adult women being punished for REAL, in her superior's office. The tears had paused for the moment and she was now beginning to vocalize her emotions, and cry out that she was sorry, that she'll do better. She even cried out that she promises to be a good little girl. She was so embarrassed that this escaped her lips, "little girl", but she was wrapped up in the intensity of the moment. 

After what felt like an eternity, Richard's heavy hand had stopped. He rubbed her crimson bottom and cupped each cheek, feeling the heat he had created. Julie's knees were trembling as she was marched back to the corner, where Richard had her kneel this time. 

"I have a zoom call to jump on young lady, you are not to move, is that understood?"

"Yes Sir", she sighed with humiliation. A zoom call! While she was in the time-out corner with a red bum?!

Richard allowed her to relax her arms, as he knew the zoom meeting he had to take would be the better part of 30 minutes. 

Julie had stopped weeping and was now shamefully forced to listen to all of the voices in the room. It was like she was being publicly humiliated in a sense. She pictured them all sitting around the boardroom table having a meeting, while her red bottom was in the corner of the same room. Displayed as an example to other employees, what happens to little tarts at this firm. 

The thought of this made her pussy ache and begin to slicken her creamy bare thighs. She heard laughter, a presentation being given and of course, quintessential to any zoom meeting, "Brenda you're still on mute". 

She had lost track of time and had no reference to how long she was made to kneel in the corner. Her bare bum still burned with a dull throb as she heard the CEO's meeting come to an end. 

Julie was asked to stand and remove the rest of her clothing, leaving only her stockings and heels in place. She was beyond submissive at this point and when she was stripped and summoned by Richard's voice, she fell to her knees without being prompted. 

"I'm sorry Sir", she squeaked out in her submissive tone. 

"I hope you learned a hard lesson today Julie", Richard spoke. "I want to see you promoted at this firm, and I am going to make you an offer".

Julie looked up with curiosity, relieved to hear she would not be fired and hopeful that her big promotion was once again within reach. 

Richard continued with his plan. "I would like you to report to my office once a week for the next two months Julie. During these appointments you are going to be spanked, like you were today, then sexually degraded, sodomized and used as I see fit, do you understand?"

Julie was conflicted with a mixture of emotions, her pussy was betraying her badly. She felt the word "spanked", flutter her tummy and gushed when he said "sexually degraded". Perhaps her mysterious boss had just shown his hand? That he is secretly a sexual deviant or sadist, with years of experience. 

"Yes Sir, I understand", Julie spoke clearly and confidently. 

"At the conclusion of these two months, you will have your promotion, if you are willing to accept this arrangement", Richard offered. "Once a week!" He reminded her...

"I accept your offer Mr. Matheson, thank you"...

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Julie gripped her steering wheel tightly and winced, as she sat her sore bottom into her driver’s seat. She had taken off her "presentation" heels, her amazing Louboutins, and flung them into the back with frustration. She put on some ballet flats and started the vehicle's engine, she sighed, shut the car off and grabbed her phone to text her husband. 

"Huni, I have something to tell you about work".

...

"David: Did you get promoted?!" 

"Umm, not exactly. I mean, kinda...there's something I have to do first".

Something like buying 1100 dollar shoes on the credit card and not telling me?! 😡

"I'm sorry Sir".

"Yes you will be Julie! The two pillows are stacked in the middle of our bed for when you get home, and my belt is hanging on the back of our door. I want you bare naked and draped over those pillows".

"Yes Sir". 😓

Continued in: Mechanics of the Sims