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An Executive\'s Story

Part 4

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4

 

 

(Where we left off……

 

As we settled down to sleep, both exhausted with the intensity of the past few hours, she sighed and gave me one last thought to ponder as I drifted off into very dark and decidedly perverse dreams.  

 

“Mmmm, I think maybe I’ll spank your tits and pussy tomorrow…..”

 

 

 

When I woke up in the morning the first thing I was aware of was that I was still naked and I was all alone in El’s big bed.   I lay there for a moment as the blurriness of sleep slowly faded away, I moved to stretch.  The dull ache in my knees and my backside were instant reminders of the intensity of yesterday’s activities.  I rolled slightly and looked back over my shoulder and gasped slightly at the sight of my big round butt!  I was still quite red, and there were a few darker splotches, some in the shape of El’s new paddle and a couple that clearly outlined her hand.  My face flushed red as the images and sensations of yesterday’s trip down submissive lane flashed through my head.  My god, I thought, what in the world was happening to me?  Even as this thought went through my still slightly muddled brain, the secret thrill that I had come to both dread and crave made my clit tingle a bit.  I was suddenly aware that the room smelled of sex.  I flushed again, a bit deeper when I realized that it wasn’t the room that I smelled already this morning, but my own face.  Her words replayed in my head...”I want you to wake up in the morning and immediately be reminded that when you’re here you’re my pussy girl”...... oh god.

 

I got out of bed and noticed that El had left me a towel and a short robe laying on the bureau.  Good thing, I thought, as my own overnight bag was still downstairs where I’d set it down all those hours ago yesterday when I arrived.  I took a hot shower, the water cascading over me and stinging my rather sore butt.  I dried off and ran my fingers through my hair – that’ll have to do until I find my brush, I thought – and then I slipped on the silk robe and headed downstairs to find El and some coffee.  I half chuckled to myself, good thing we’re such “close” friends as the robe only came down far enough to cover my ass and pussy by a few meager inches!  As I left the bedroom I glanced at the clock on the headboard of the bed and realized that it was already after 8:00 am!  I couldn’t remember when I’d slept so late, or I admitted to myself, so well.

 

I thought I heard El’s voice as I rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs to go into the kitchen, shuddering slightly when I glanced to the left and saw the dining room table with it’s chairs still all moved out of place; and then I blushed a bit as I realized that my lacy purple bra and matching panties were still laying on the chair where El had made me remove them for my paddling last night.  I made a mental note to pick them up when I went to get dressed in a bit.

 

I walked into the kitchen, half thinking that El was on the phone and stopped dead in my tracks.  She was talking alright, but there at the small breakfast nook table with a drop dead gorgeous young girl who didn’t look to be more than about 20 years old.  El was wearing a long t-shirt type nightshirt and the girl was dressed casually in khaki shorts and a pale blue tank top.  She must’ve been about 5’8 or so, and probably didn’t weigh an ounce over 110 or 115 pounds or so.  Her lustrous blond hair, partially bleached by the sun, was only rivaled by her sparkling blue eyes.

 

I was immediately embarrassed at my state of undress, and started to turn around when I heard El speak to me:

 

“Well, there you are….good morning sleepyhead!” she laughed a little bit, “Come and meet Alicia.”

 

I smiled and walked over to them, holding my hand out to greet her, “Hi Alicia, I’m Charlotte, but everyone calls me Char.  It’s nice to meet you....::awkwardly sweeping my hand across my mid-section:: ....and I’m sorry about this.  I’d have gotten dressed if I had known anyone else was here” I smiled again and laughed a bit.

 

She smiled a bright and beaming smile at me as she stood up and took my hand, “Well, hi Char, it’s very nice to meet you too.”  Then almost conspiratorially she said to me, “And don’t worry about being a sleepyhead!  That’s what weekends away from home are for aren’t they?” 

 

I nodded my agreement and we all laughed a bit.  I turned back to the counter to get a cup of coffee.

 

“I’ve got to have my caffeine, either of you need a refill?”

 

“No thanks, we’re good here, just filled up before you came down.”

 

I got my coffee and went over and sat down at the small table with the two of them.

 

“So Char, Alicia here is the daughter of my neighbor just down the street.  She goes to the University of Buffalo and is home most weekends.  We met right after I moved in here when she was sweet enough to help me with some boxes I was struggling with.  We sort of became fast friends.” 

 

She turned away from me and back to Alicia, “As I was telling you, Char is just about my oldest and closest friend.  We went to college together and have been good friends every since.”

 

“Oh, that’s so nice.”  She studied me for a moment and then looked back to El, “I’m sort of disappointed that I haven’t really made any, what I would consider, close” friends since I’ve been in college.”

 

“Oh, you will, no need to worry about that.” I piped in with a smile.  “What are you studying?”

 

She got a sort of impish grin on her face and said, “Well, now don’t be put off, or scared!” she laughed, “But I’m studying to be a therapist.”

 

I laughed too, “Oh, that doesn’t put me off or scare me!  I’m a surviving member of corporate America!!” 

 

We all had a good chuckle and went back to sipping our coffee.  I had an odd feeling about the vibe between the two of them for a second.  Thinking that it seemed odd that El would be any kind of “friends” with someone so much younger than us, but I quickly dismissed it. 

 

We chatted about various things and drank our coffee for a while and I got up to go get the pot for refills.  I topped off all of our cups and returned the pot, as I returned to the little table Alicia gave El a look and a rather sly grin and asked her, “So, do you think she’d be willing to help me out?”

 

I’m sure a look of confusion crossed my face as I stood there for a second, “Help you?  What do you need my help with Alicia?”

 

El looked over at me as I sat down and said, “Char, Alicia’s doing her research right now for her end of term paper in one of her courses.” 

 

“Ohhhhh, I see, and you need a questionnaire or survey completed or something to gather data with?” I asked, looking directly at her.

 

“Well, yes, I’m collecting data but it’s not really a formal survey or questionnaire or anything.”  She said.

 

“Char.”  El spoke my name sharply….not really loud, but more than a bit sharply and my head jerked around to look at her.

 

“I’d like you to help Alicia out with her research, alright?”

 

Inside my entire body slumped in relief, I would have sworn she was about to take the dominant role with me again right in front of this young girl.  I was aware of my cheeks coloring slightly as the relief swept through me.

 

“Oh sure, I wouldn’t mind at all.  Just tell me what you need.”  I said.

 

“Good.” El said, “What she’s going to need first is for you to stand up, turn around and show her what I did to your ass last night.”

 

My heart stopped!  My eyes froze wide open.  Oh my god…..my mind screamed….Noooooooooo  not in front of her!!!  I don’t know her, not to mention she’s less than half my age!  OH MY GOD!  I just stared at El for a very, very long moment.  Finally, my mouth began to move – not my body – just my mouth as I began to mumble bits and pieces of words.

 

“But…..h-how….??  I don’t…..underst……why?”  My eyes imploring El to back off, or to laugh and admit she was just teasing me.  In response her eyes narrowed a bit

 

“Char, do as I said, I’ve already explained to Alicia about our relationship.  So you should have no problem with doing as I’ve asked, now should you?” she paused, “And you DO know what will happen if you don’t....don’t you?”  Oh god, there was that tone, the one that cut through me, that frightened and thrilled me at the same time….and right then I knew, I knew that I had no way out of this.  As she add the thinly veiled threat I suddenly noticed the paddle was sitting there on the table beside her.  She was going to make me display myself to this girl…….suddenly I drew in a lungful of air quite sharply as I realized that was probably not all she was going to require of me.  I could feel the heat in my cheeks as my face blazed red with embarrassment - both at my predicament and knowing that Alicia now knew about El and I.   And, god help me, my nipples began to stiffen under the silk robe.

 

I looked over at Alicia, she was smiling expectantly, knowingly, and with some hint of coldness that rang through me and suddenly, at that moment I knew this had been a setup, that she was dying to get her hands on me and that I was in for a humiliating, painful and most probably very thrilling morning.   

 

“Well?  Do you?”  El’s voice was more insistent now, making me jump slightly as it brought me back from my little introspective reverie.

 

“N-no, El……um, I guess not.”  I slowly pushed back and stood up from the little table, my eyes pleading with her once more…….please don’t make me do this……my face burned hotter with embarrassment……my stomach in a very tight knot…….and my nipples now prominently displayed through my thin silk robe.

 

I took a deep breath, El nodded at me and I knew this was what she wanted me to do and I slowly turned around to face directly away from Alicia’s seat.  Time seemed to slow down measurably as I moved my hands down to the bottom of the short robe.  I could feel my heart pounding, my god am I really going to do this??  Expose my beaten ass to a near child??!!  What will she say?  What will she think? It was one thing that she might think that I was a submissive slut, but now I was about to prove it to her.

 

Finally, El cleared her throat and barked, “NOW char!”

 

My body jerked and my shoulders jumped reflexively at the harsh command and I closed my fingers around the end of the material of my robe on both sides and lifted it up.  In that instant, not only did I expose my marked ass to a complete stranger who was half my age, but I cemented my place with El.  After this there would be no going back to “equal friends” she would have the upper hand with me now and forever…..and I was pretty sure that she knew it too.

 

“Ohhhhhh” Alicia cooed at the sight of my ass being exposed to her, “Oh El, you did a very nice job there, good color, nice spacing.  Um, could you have her bend over for me now?  I’d like a closer look as I ask her a few questions.”

 

Another deep wave of humiliation washed through me, not even a thought of asking me……just the presumption of fact that I would do whatever El told me to do – and she was right.  I could feel the degradation in the pit of my stomach…..and as it went lower it got warmer and warmer and warmer until it manifested itself in my now already damp pussy.

 

“Thank you Alicia” El gushed at her, “I’m glad you approve, and of course, whatever you want.”

 

“Bend over char…..and spread you legs for us.”  Came the next direction.  And I did. 

 

I slid my legs open widely and, holding the robe up above my ass, I bent at the waist, further and further, feeling my heavy breasts dangling against the silk of the robe, pushing my pussy back and spreading it slightly open to the both of them.

 

I felt rather than heard her move from the table to stand beside me, my body twitched nervously as I felt her soft smooth hand cup my right ass cheek and run lightly up and down over it.  She stood there, holding my recently beaten ass in her hand and bent slightly so that I could feel her breath on my neck as she spoke to me.

 

“You see, my thesis has to do with the sexual appetites of women at mid-life.”  She laughed a bit and added, “I’ve already done some research with El here and when she told me about you....and your slutty cravings, I knew I had to add some more data.”  She laughed again as she squeezed my ass cheek a little. 

 

“Now, tell me.....Slut!”  She punctuated the “slut” with a hard slap on my already sore ass.....  Cccccracckk!!  “You DO love to be used like the subby slut that you are, don’t you?”

 

“UUUUNnnggghhhhhhhh...”  I groaned and expelled the lungful of breath that I didn’t realize that I’d been holding.  Her words seared my brain, belittling, degrading...and absolutely thrilling.  I couldn’t believe it, El was going to let this girl have at me while she watched.  This girl who was less than half my age was slapping my ass, calling me a slut....and I knew it was only the beginning.  My cunt drooled on my leg.

 

CCCCrraaccccccccckkkk!!!  She spanked the other cheek a bit harder than the first.

 

“Well?  Answer me Slut!”

 

“Uuuuuunnnnnnggggggggggghhh!!” I grunted again at the blow, “Yessssss........A-A-Alicia.”

 

“Yes, I thought so” her hand squeezed my now warm and still aching ass again and then slipped down between my legs “otherwise your cunt wouldn’t be so wet, now would it?”  She massaged over my damp puffy lips and then spread them open, very slowly, causing me to gush harder with the pure nasty thrill of it.

Then she leaned a little closer to my ear, her fingers playing up and down the insides of my sopping cunt, “Tell me slut.....what did El promise you last night?”

 

My mind raced, trying to think through the fog of humiliation and desire, what?? What had she said?  And then, suddenly, her words exploded in my brain.  My body stiffened and quaked when I realized what she meant........Nooo....it couldn’t be!!   Dear God.....she’s going to spank my pussy!!!!!

 

Her fingers circled around the sides of my clit and then she pinched it with her nails harshly and unexpectedly!

 

Oooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuwwwwwwwwwww!!  I groaned loudly as the burst of pain shot through my clit.

 

“Well?  C’mon slut!!  Speak up!!  What are you going to get today??” she demanded.

 

“Ohhhhhhhhhh...” I panted and groaned, “I’m going to get....a .....spanking.....on.....my.......tits and p-p-pussyyyyyyyyyyy” I cried.

 

Rubbing her fingers around my clit, she chuckled.

 

“Yes, that’s right.  But, first.......you’re going to have to beg for it!  You DO want us to believe that you want it, don’t you slut?”

 

My mind went white, then black and then gray.  At that moment I finally understood that despite my career, my upbringing, my so-called values and/or morals that I was going to do anything and everything that either one of them told me to - no questions, no resistance.......no limit.

 

“Ohhhhhhh....yessss   Alicia......yesssssss   please......PLEASSSEEE!!!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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