Tina was enjoying her break.

All around her the phones rang as other cell customers called in which various problems or questions. Tina had been working this job for three years now and she always broke her quota for sales and promotions. She grinned. It was because she had the voice of a naughty angel.

She’d learned how to giggle, coo, and flirt with all of her male customers who called in for help. By the time she was done with them, they were putty in her hands and talked into new plans for this or a new line for that. They all thanked her so sweetly for bilking them out of their money. Her reviews were through the roof. She’d had three marriage proposals and a dozen indecent proposals, too. Those she’d shifted over to her male manager to handle.

Her Diet Coke was almost finished and she’d picked all the chicken from her chicken salad. It took work and effort to have a nicely curved body. Tina did both and enjoyed the results. Well, she enjoyed how the results got her all kinds of things from free dinners to free drinks and huge discounts from salesmen who wanted to sell themselves into her panties.

There was a slight commotion down at the end of the large room full of cubicles. Tina paid it no mind because no one knew where she worked. She told all her customers she was in Indonesia and could do a pretty good accent for it. The accent just added to her sexual charm over the phone.

“Who?” A male voice was asking someone else.

“Tina.” A man’s very deep voice answered.

Tina looked up but had no idea why the older-looking gentleman was asking about her. She’d try to hide but it was too late. He came to her cubicle.

“Hello.” He smiled at her.

She tried to be charming. “Hi, Sir. May I help you?”

He laughed. “Now, do it with that cute accent you use…just once.”

Tina didn’t understand but she repeated the same phrase with her accent.

“Bingo.” He stopped smiling and his hand struck out like a Cobra.

“Owww…owww…” Tina began to whimper. He had her ear pinched between his thumb and index.

“We’re going to have a little talk…let’s see…why not use your own office chair. Up you go.” He pulled at her ear.

Tina hadn’t felt this since she was a little girl and her daddy was taking her to…oh…no. This couldn’t be happening.

“Who…who are you?” She bleated as he sat down in her own chair.

“Oh, we talked last week. When you sold me on a new data plan AND a new line AND a new phone. You assured me I was special to you and…do you remember?” He hadn’t let go of her ear and began to twist it when she didn’t answer.

Damn, damn, damn, she did remember. He’d been very charming on the phone and knew how to flirt back with her. He hadn’t pushed too hard and teased her about how many boyfriends she must have. Tina had actually blushed for him but he’d never seen it. She’d been her Whale Customer of the Month and she’d sold him way more than he’d needed.

“Yes…yes…yes…please…please let me go?” She begged.

He laughed. “Oh, no. We haven’t even begun to talk yet.” He pulled her over his lap until she fell onto it…or over it.

NO! She’d been right…he…he was going to…spank her!! Here! In front of all her coworkers?

“Please, don’t. Please, I’m sorry, Sir. I’ll…I’ll…” She stammered but gasped as he struck

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!

Her little minidress gave her no protection as it had ridden up enough to expose the fact she was wearing a thong! She struggled but he was so strong and held her down with his other arm. Over and over and over…his hand was so hard. She shook her head and tried to wriggle free.

“Tsk…tsk…naughty girls who struggle get their panties taken down..or thongs.” He told her.

She held very still now but it was too late. His hand reached into the waistband and pulled her thong past her rounded bottom and to her mid-thighs.

“Oh, what’s this?” He asked.

What was what? She wondered frantically.

“Such a lovely thick ruler.” He moved something from her desk.

Oh dear GOD, no. She twiddled with it while she was on the phone sometimes. It had been there when she inherited the cubicle. It was an 18 inch long and three inch wide ruler made of thick old-fashioned wood.

THWACCK!!

She squealed as the ruler acted as a perfect paddle. “No! No! Not fair!” She cried out.

He paused. “Not fair? Not fair? You don’t get to call unfair, little brat.” He paddled her quickly now.

Tina began to sob as the throbbing grew to momentous proportions on her ass. She drummed her feet again as she felt him go lower to her sit-spots and upper thigh. She sat for a living! She wouldn’t be able to sit for…a day…OHHH…maybe TWO! OWWWW! THREE?

He watched as she had kicked off her thong and was completely bare from her waist down. She was a good-looking girl but she’d used her powers for evil. It had taken him more money than he’d spent on her tricking him to find her, but, ohhhhhh, it was worth every penny right now. She’d learn a lesson today and he knew how to teach bratty young women and even some older women how to behave. Poor Tina had duped a Dom.

Tina began to stop fighting. It was no use. He was too strong…too angry…too…too…noooooo. Tina felt a spark between her thighs ignite. No, please, no. She begged to herself. She thought she was over this! She’d stopped going to the Club. She didn’t want to be a submissive!

He noticed a change in her tune and her actions. Being who and what he was, he recognized it. He began to reorient his thinking about what to do with her. His original plan was to have her fired. He had enough money and influence to do it. Maybe he’d do something else.

“Have you learned a lesson today, Little One?” He told her in a Dom tone.

“Y-y-y-yesss, Sir.” She whimpered and still cried. “I promise…I promise I have.”

“I’m not sure I believe you.” He patted the ruler on her very sensitive lower cheeks. They were going to have some serious bruising soon. “I think I need to keep and eye on you.” He patted a little harder.

“Noooo, please, no more, Sir. Pleeeease, I’ll be a good girl…a good girl for you.” She moaned and knew she’d given herself away but she couldn’t take any more paddling!

“A Good Girl?” He asked. THWACCK!! “Explain that.”

She squeaked and gasped but answered. She had to answer. “Obedient, you know…I can tell you know, Sir.” She finally used it the right way.

He felt the pleasure of her slight submission to him. “Tell me, little Sub.”

She sighed. “Obedient, willing, a…a little slut for her Sir.”

“Mmmhmm…and were you about to orgasm from your paddling, Tiny Tina?” He asked and placed the ruler right where she didn’t want him to strike.

“Yes….yes, Sir. I was getting close.” She dropped her head. Her voice was too loud and too distinctive to not be heard by the nearby operators…who were all male and always ogling her. She’d teased a few of them either with words, looks, or flashing a bit of ass. Ohhhh…they must be loving this!

“You’ve been a sub before?” He asked.

She let out a long breath. He had her. She was defeated and could only surrender in hopes of some mercy. “Yes, Sir. I was…I…I got too scared of how submissive I was getting. I left it behind.”

THWACCK!! “Yes, behind.” He chuckled.

She whimpered and shut her eyes tightly to keep from sobbing again. “Yes, Sir…very funny, Sir.” Oh, God, she was falling back into her old habits.

“Do you know how much you cost me, Tiny?” He had shortened her name now and she felt it settle around her like a collar.

“Yes, Sir.” She whispered and told him the huge amount.

“Did you brag about how you tricked the nice older man?” He patted with the ruler again.

He didn’t need to, Tina thought. Can’t he tell? I’ve submitted. “Paddle me more if it pleases you, Sir, but I will answer any and all questions. I swear it. Yes, I did. Yes, I’ve been a bratty, little bitch. Yes, I’ve taken advantage of men. Yes, especially of older men.”

He paused now. Her voice and her tone showed she wasn’t lying. She’d submitted almost fully to him at this point. “And how do you plan to pay me back?” He asked, not patting with the rules. Instead, he put it back on the desk and began to knead her throbbing bottom to help the blood circulate better and bruise less.

Tina felt his strong hands and long fingers work her backside. Biting her lower lip, she didn’t even try to stop the soft moan she let out. “I….ohhhhhh…I can’t, Sir.” She began to relax and melt onto his lap. This man knew how to make a submissive feel better after her punishment! Would he…? She shook her head mentally. No, no, no, no…she did NOT want the men around her to listen as she was finger-fucked to an orgasm. She couldn’t.

It was now that he moved his hand to her crease and began to lower it. Tiny Tina’s body betrayed her to him as her ass arched up to meet his fingers.

“Pleeeeeassee…noooo, Sir.” She begged very softly. “Not…not here…please? I…I beg you…somewhere else I will beg again and ask you to do that…want you to do that, but pleeeeasse, not here?”

He thought about it. Looking around, he was quite aware of the amount of attention coming from her surrounding operators…all male…all younger males. He suspected one of them was secretly recording this on his phone. He’d ask for a copy to be sent to him before they left. This girl would be humiliated enough to continue working her. This was especially true if that video was sent around.

“I have an idea.” He’d almost said a proposal but she’d turned into a pretty good girl now. No need for him to push her nose into it. “I am a business man in need of a personal assistant.”

Tina was listening. It sounded like one of those Billionaire Dom stories. Was he that rich? Did it matter? Her aching nipples and wet pussy shouted it didn’t. She felt the flush of the near orgasm still and hadn’t felt anything close to it since her Club days or nights. She was…a submissive. She would be a Good Girl for a Sir. Why not him? She did owe him

“What would my duties be, Sir?” She quietly asked.

“Hmm…pretty much what you’d imagine for a PA that was also my submissive.” He answered. “I’ll pay you better than you earn here with better benefits…AFTER…you’ve paid back what I’m owed.”

She thought about it. “How long would that take, Sir?”

He did some math in his head. “At what I would pay you? A month…maybe two. We’ll say two months. After you’ve paid me back, if you want to be released then I will release you. If you wish to stay then we renegotiate your status. You might say I’m a bit of a slave-driver.”

Tina’s pussy clenched at his words. A slave? A Master instead of a Dom? She’d been reading those stories, too, mostly online and…she had to admit…her self-care orgasms from those stories had been way hotter than the D/s ones. “Two months as your PA submissive. You will respect my hard limits, Sir?”

“Yes…I’d ask what they are now but I will spare you saying them here.” He told her.

She shrugged. “They’re not naughty words…no blood, no bathroom stuff, no being a Little, well…not a real one.”

“You need a Daddy?” He asked.

She slowly nodded. “Sometimes, I do, Sir.”

“I can deal with that. Your limits sound a lot like my own. I will tell you before you decide that I enjoy your squeals, sobs, and whimpers. You beg well and that is also pleasing to me. I will enjoy the pain I inflict on you.” He told her very quietly.

At least he was honest. She didn’t mind he was a sadist since she was a pain-slut masochist. She suspected he already knew that since she’d nearly come from a paddling of all things.

“One last thing.” He added. “I am not a monogamous Dom or Master. There may be others I add.”

Hmm…that stopped her for a moment. “Do you have any currently, Sir?” She asked.

“Not at this time but it could easily happen.” He told her.

“Do I get any sort of say in if they can…join us, Sir?” She asked.

“I would ask your opinion after you got to know the other girl. I’d get the final say, of course.” He answered.

She sighed. “How many do you usually keep in a harem, Sir?” She was going to call it what it was.

“Oh, never more than three total. More and there’s way too much drama…plus the logistics of…play get too difficult for my taste with four or more.” He answered.

Tina could tell he knew what he was talking about. There was an easy confidence in him and it showed he had taken three submissives or slaves before and kept them. She was curious why he didn’t have any now, but…she could ask that later in a more private time. She nearly giggled. Maybe after she’d showed him some of her special skills she was quite proud of knowing. He’d be relaxed then…she knew it. Tina knew her worth and how good she could be.

“I’d live with you?” She asked.

“Of course. For the two months, I will let you have your own room. I have a penthouse in my city.” He told her.

Separate beds? She…didn’t really like that idea but understood he was trying to give her room. “And if I’d rather be in your bed during the two months?” She asked.

“Then you will beg for it properly and I’ll decide then.” He patted her bottom with his palm in a soft, possessive manner.

Oh, she’d missed this. It sent shivers down her spine.

“May I pick out the collar, Sir?” She asked in an impish tone.

He swatted her but not too hard. “Again…you can have an opinion…perhaps choose three and I choose the one from them.”

She nodded. It sounded like basic Dom rules “Will you take me now, Sir?” She asked.

He laughed softly.

She giggled. “I mean…away from work right now, Sir. The other can be wherever your wish as long as it is not here, please?”

“Agreed, and, yes. Have you decided?” He asked her.

She finally turned to look back at him. “You knew what my decision was going to be already, Sir. We both know that.” She grinned.

“I still like to hear it from you. I’ll be strict about using words and not just nods or assumptions. You will tell me what you want and why.” He told her.

She felt the emotional collar around her neck and felt like…home. “I beg to become your submissive PA, Sir. I wish to be because…well…I have to admit it is who I am and…if I need to have a Dom or…Master then I would like it to be you. I can…feel your experience and confidence. You know what you’re doing and that makes a subby feel more relaxed and safe.”

It was a good explanation. Slowly, he cupped one of her naked ass cheeks and squeezed. “I accept you as such for the period of two months as you work off your debt to me. I will care for you, house you, clothe you, and make use of your talents both in my bed and in my office. I value intelligence and initiative as well as obedience.”

“I hear you and I agree and submit myself to you, if you want me, Sir?” She asked.

He patted her bottom. “Up…fetch your thong but just pocket it. You won’t be needing thongs or panties for a while. Then go to the gentleman to our right who has videoed your spanking and paddling. You will politely ask him to send me a copy.”

She rose off his lap and nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

“Give him one of my cards so he knows where to send it. If he’s willing to sign a contract promising he will delete and not distribute it then he will be paid $5000. If I find out he lied then he will be sued for 5 times that amount. Did you get all that?” He asked.

Tina nodded and gave him a huge grin. “You…you don’t have to do that last part, Sir. I won’t be here so I won’t care if he shares it.”

“I will. Your ass belongs to me and I will share it with who I choose.” He told her and motioned his head for her to start moving.

Tina went and retrieved her thong then walked over to Karl, of course. He just sat there with an open mouth as she told him in sweet, submissive tones what her Sir had offered. He slowly nodded and took the card.

“I’ll miss you, Tina.” He told her.

She raised her hem a little for one last flash of ass. “I won’t miss you at all, young sir.”

Sir took her hand and smiled his pleasure at her actions. She felt the good, old flush of pleasure at having pleased her Dom, her Sir…and…soon to be Master. She knew it very likely she was going to enjoy being his and want to give in to his wish to take her as property.

“One thing before we go? Raise that hem up again and let everyone see what happens to naughty customer service girls who take advantage of men or women.” He commanded.

Tina sighed but obeyed and felt all the eyes on her dark red, bruised backside on the long walk across the Calling Floor. Sir was kind and let her lower it when they got to the elevator. She smiled sweetly and thanked him, but gasped a little when she saw him reach for the Stop Button.

“I’m choosing this wherever, Tiny Tina.” He told her.

“Yes, Sir.” She turned around, bent over, and bared her ass to him again.