Chapter 6

“I had not been told to move, nor did she intend to instruct me to. She looked at my face, seeing the effect mirrored there of her strapping of my bottom, and she waited. She waited until I could concentrate again, before she continued to tell me exactly what she intended for my immediate future. The bitch knew how to get to a girl, both with the strap and with her words. She sent me home! There was two weeks left of that term, and she sent me home with the threat of a letter going to my parents to explain why I had been sent home, all in full and explicit detail.”

“Finally, I got out of that room but not before suffering the humiliation of having to pull up my panties and over a much swollen bottom, then she watched me reseat my skirt, before curtseying to her and thanking her for my punishment. I left that room and shortly I left the school in the taxi she had called to take me to the train station.

"I had visions of her dictating the ‘letter’ and ordering her secretary to send it. What the hell my step dad and mom would make of my disgrace I didn’t know! Would she explain about my punishment, I sure hoped that she did because otherwise I might be in line for another dose, once the letter arrived.”

“That train trip was nearly as bad as the punishment itself, I sat for the whole time thinking of nothing else but my parent’s fast approaching disapproval of me, and what might happen once they knew the reason I was home early. I can tell you that sitting in a train carriage, which insists on bumping over every inch of the trip, whilst having a soundly thrashed bottom all laced with burgeoning strap marks, was not conducive to relaxation.”

Then to my disgust she changed the whole tone and direction of the conversation, simply by asking me a question. For a second I didn’t respond still being enraptured by the mental images her tale of naughtiness had created in my mind.

“You work for your father, don’t you?”

“Y-Yes!” I looked up feeling her fingers gently caressing my very erect cock through my trousers, shit if she carried on I would be shooting off right here and now! She was smiling at me seemingly pleased by what she had discovered.

“Yes I do,” I repeated, with more stability to my voice whilst wondering why she wanted to know. More importantly I wondered how she knew at all as I hadn’t told her what I did for a living, and certainly I had not said that I worked for my dad.

“Do you have an office, a secretary or…” She let her inquiry hang. I nodded before realizing that she didn’t like physical responses to questions, only verbal answers.

“A secretary, I wish, but I do have an office of sorts, it’s a tad on the small side, well more of a broom cupboard compared to Dad’s, but it suites me fine!”

“I want you to take me to your office; I will make it worth your while, because you see there is a lot more to the story than I have told you so far! I think you will enjoy hearing the rest even more than you appear to have enjoyed hearing the beginning.”

“More! My office!” Her fingers were driving me insane, I decided instantly, without thought, based on her promise to explain. I decide I would give her the full tour, I would take the opportunity to show off a little about what we did, and then I would take her to my office to hear the rest of her tale. Decided, I said to her, “Sure, why not, we can go now if you would like, I have the keys so will now do, my love.” The whine was annoyingly back in my voice at least to my ears, the little boy eager to get his cock rubbed off whine and a story to listen to as well. Perfect, what a night, what a girlfriend, at least I wasn’t being dumped!

“Yes, now, my little boy, right now will be perfect,” she said; I believed that she too could hear the whine in my voice judging from how she had spoken to me when she had accepted my invitation! So we left the pub and I drove to the factory. George, the gateman, waved me through, I had told her to crouch down low into the foot-well, as I was not supposed to bring people in at night or for that matter at any time if the truth be told.

She looked quite cute all balled up on the floor. George just waved and I was much relived, even as the boss’s son, I would have had difficulties explaining Jan’s presence in the floor well, but all went right and we were in.

Unknown to me then was that night was going to become very special in my life, it was if I thought back the real point, the real beginning of a new and radically different life for me. That night would define my reason to exist and set forth my role into Jan’s eyes permanently. That night was the real beginning of the rest of my life and I did not know it then.