Princess Boss Ch. 07 by AimEnigmaClick
Indulge in Chapter 07 of 'Princess Boss,' an enthralling erotic sex story that explores passion, power, and seduction. Join our captivating characters as they navigate desire and dominance in an unforgettable narrative. Experience the thrill—read now!<br/>
Warning: This is a spanking/humiliation/lezdom fetish story. All characters are at least 18 years or older. If you’re new to this story, it’s about a hardworking woman and her co-workers being mistreated by their young boss, who was only given the job because her daddy is the CEO. I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 7
As a proud and successful businesswoman, I truly believed I was in control of my own destiny. And though I didn’t have anything to be proud of as of late, and my dignity had pretty much been thrown into the trash, I decided it was once again time for me to take life by the horns and fight for what I believed in.
Mary and Sally did not deserve to be considered in the same breath as me. Yes, all three of us received humiliating and painful spankings from our spoiled boss, but Trish needed to know that I wasn’t really a bad girl like those bitches.
Those two were always getting me in trouble with our little blonde boss. It was their stupid argument that led to my butt receiving a whipping in the first place. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and that’s why I needed some alone time with Trish; so I could tell her my side of the story without one of those petty little bitches interrupting me.
My body was shaking as I approached her office. Before knocking, I took a deep breath and whispered to myself, You can do this… You have to do this!
I had no idea how our young boss would take to seeing me after dishing out such a harsh punishment on my poor behind. I was nervous that she was still angry with me, and that I would only make matters worse by showing up again after she had already kicked us out. However, I just couldn’t go home like those other bitches. I had to say something!
Quietly, I knocked on the door. “Miss Trish… it’s Rebecca… I know you told us to leave, but may I please talk to you…?”
I didn’t know if I would ever get a response, but eventually, I heard her little footsteps approaching the door, followed by her pretentious voice. “Rebecca? I don’t know who that is…”
My eyebrows raised in confusion. “Of course you know who I am. I work for you…”
“I’m sure you work for me, but the name Rebecca doesn’t sound familiar. Do you, like… have a nickname or something? Maybe that’ll jog my memory.”
I took a deep gulp and my cheeks got red as I looked down at my crotch. “Um… the nickname you gave me… is Hairy…”
“Oh, Hairy!” she called out before opening the door and greeting me with a smile. “Why didn’t you just like, say so?”
You know who I am, I whined silently to myself. However, I knew I couldn’t say something like that or I’d just end up over her lap again.
“I’m sorry. I guess I forgot about the very sweet nickname you gave me.”
“That’s okay, Hairy. But I thought… I like… told you to leave. What gives you the audacity to come back to my office?”
Though she was giggling like this whole situation was a joke to her, I wasn’t taking it lightly at all. I started to fuss, pouring out my heart like a teenage girl who had just been broken up with.
“Miss Trish, I wanted to apologize for my behavior! I know you told me to go home, but I just couldn’t leave without telling you how absolutely sorry I am!”
Unfortunately, while I was on the verge of tears, there was only confusion in her eyes. Had I made yet another mistake? What could I have possibly done wrong now?
“Um, Hairy…” she started, folding her arms as a look of disappointment came over her face.
“Yes, Miss Trish?”
“Have you, like, forgotten the rules or something?”
My head shot back in other confusion. “Rules? What rule am I not following?”
She stared at me for several seconds, eyeing me from my head down to my toes. Taking a step closer, she placed a finger on my blouse and whispered, “Do you, like… need a clue or something?”
“Um… I can’t figure it out, Miss Trish. I knocked on the door and waited for you to let me in instead of barging inside…”
“It’s your clothes, Hairy,” she interrupted, rolling her eyes.
“My clothes? What’s wrong with them?”
“You, like… shouldn’t be wearing them.”
My eyes shot wide open. “I shouldn’t be wearing clothes?!”
“That’s the rule,” the cute blonde said as she shrugged her shoulders. “If you’re in my office, you need permission to wear clothes. I gave you permission to put them back on earlier, but since you’ve, like, left and come back, you no longer have permission.”
“Miss Trish!” I reacted, cringing in front of her like she hadn’t just seen me naked a few moments ago. “I’m sorry! I guess I was unaware of that rule!”
“Well, maybe I like… haven’t made myself clear before, but that’s like… totally the rule from here on out.”
“So… get undressed right now?”
“You’re in my office, aren’t you?”
I started to take my clothes off until I was down to my bra and panties. “Just to clarify, underwear too?”
With a little smirk, she began rubbing my crotch right through my panties. “How else am I going to see that little bush of yours, Hairy? Everything except your heels.”
I gasped as she let out another giggle. It was yet another sign of how far I had fallen, but none of that mattered at this point. I just wanted her to know my side of the story, so I did as I was told and got completely naked again, down to my shoes.
Immediately, Trish’s eyes grew big. I guess my bottom had become even more red since the spanking. She grabbed me by the hips and turned me around so she could marvel in the humiliation she put me through. “Oh, my God! I like… spanked you so hard, didn’t I?”
“Um… yes, Miss Trish… And I actually wanted to talk about the reason I was spanked…”
“Oh? What about it?”
Finally, she gave me the opportunity to spill my guts. “Well, though I would never question your judgment, I think I should be in less trouble than Sally and Mary. They were the ones that were actually fighting, and I was just trying to stop them, but…”
Once again, she cut me off before I could deep dive into a full explanation. With that pretentious chuckle she always had, she interrupted by saying, “Sally and Mary? Hmm… those names don’t sound familiar to me either.”
“Oh… um… I meant Baldy and Stubbly…”
Trish snapped her finger. “Oh, them! Why didn’t you just say so?”
“Um… sorry… I forgot,” I mumbled, as my face went completely red again.
You just don’t know how humiliating it is to try to explain your case while standing naked, knowing that everyone in the story has a nickname based on their pubic hair situation. It was demeaning… and she was laughing at me… literally laughing in my face…
Finally, I gave up. “Miss Trish, the reason we barged into your office isn’t important,” I started, taking a deep breath. “I just wanted to let you know that I’m really sorry, and I’ll do my best never to disappoint you again…”
There was an awkward silence because, for once, she didn’t have something condescending to say to me. She still had me turned around so she could stare at my battered ass, but once I looked back at her, I noticed she was smiling at my face now.