Secretary

Julia sat at her desk, her fingers lightly hitting the keys of the typewriter. She grumbled under her breath, wondering why the fuck she couldn’t just write this letter on a computer. Her boss had made it clear that she was to use and only use a typewriter. She sighed and went back to typing his memo before pulling the paper out and blowing on the slightly wet ink. She stood up and walked toward Dr. Crane’s office, her five inch lavender heels clicking against the floor. She knocked on his door.

“Come in,” he said from on the other side.

Julia pushed the door to his office open and walked inside.

“Dr. Crane, I’ve finished typing your memo,” she said, walking up to his desk.

He smiled slightly and took the paper from her, glancing lover it quickly. He removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“Julia, you’ve made at least five errors in this letter, if not more,” he said, sitting the letter down and placing his glasses back on.

“I’m sorry, I must have typed too fast, I’ll do it over,” she said, automatically casting her eyes down to the floor.

Jonathan smirked to himself. This girl was all too eager to please. He remembered interviewing her and her enthusiasm all throughout the interview. Her plastered on sweet smile, telling him how much she wanted, no needed, this job. He felt a little bit bad for her. The girl needed to get a bit of a backbone. Not while working for him, of course, but for the day she had to deal with the real world.

“Julia, every letter you have typed for me has been full of mistakes. It’s completely unacceptable,” he said.

Julia looked up at him and he could see her brown eyes rimmed with tears.

“A...are you going to fire me?” she asked, her bottom lip quivering.

“No, luckily for you, I won’t,” he said, getting up from his desk.

She let out a huge sigh of relief.

“But you will be punished for your infraction,” he said, staring at her.

“I’m I to receive less pay?” she asked, her clammy hands fooling around with her short black skirt.

Jonathan shook his head.

“Go over to my desk,” he ordered.

Julia chewed on her bottom lip before finally moving over to his desk. He smirked at her willingness to obey orders. He walked behind her, pulling his chair off to the side.

“Bend over the desk, elbows on the surface, palms flat and I want you to read me your letter,” he commanded.

She gave him an odd look, but did as he asked. Her face was inches from the letter she had written and her palms rested flat against her desk. A faint blush crept up her cheeks when she realized that her bottom was raised up in the air.

“Now, please start reading the letter,” he said, positioning himself behind her.

Julia took a deep breath and started to speak,

“Fellow employees…”

The sound of a loud smack filled every inch of Dr. Crane’s office. Julia let out a little gasp and pushed back warm tears after she had felt his hand connect with her raised bottom. Her slender body trembled.

“Keep reading,” he commanded.

She took another breath and went back to reading.

“It has been called to my attention that…”

He spanked her again, this time making her cry out a little.

“Sir, I don’t….why…are you doing this?” she asked, her voice quivering.

“I told you, Julia, you have to be punished for your errors,” he said, raising his palm again and smacking the tender curve of her ass.

She cried out again in pain and let her forehead fall against the desk. Jonathan frowned and delivered three quick swats.

“Keep your head up and continue your reading,” he ordered.

Julia sniffled and went to speak again.

“It has been called to my attention that many of you…”

His palm cracked against her backside again and she started to cry. It wasn’t so much the pain, but the utter humiliation of this whole ordeal. She wasn’t a child and it shamed her so much to be treated like one.

“Lift your skirt,” he commanded, his warm hand resting against her backside.

“W…what?” she asked.

“Life your skirt.”

Sniffling some more, Julia reached back and gathered her skirt up. He smiled as he watched her shiver slightly as the cool air touched her legs. Julia opened her mouth to protest as he tugged her black panties down to her knees. She felt his palm connect with her stinging ass again and she squeezed her eyes shut.

“From now on, you will be much more careful with the letters you type for me,” he spoke, alternating his spanks.

“Y…yes, sir,” she whispered.

“And you will proofread them before you bring them too me.”

Another smack.

“Yes, sir.”

“Any more of your infractions and you will be punished, either by me spanking you or something more drastic,” he said, spanking her five more times before stopping.

“Yes, sir,” she said softly.

“Good, now fix your clothes and fix this god awful memo,” he commanded.

Julia stood up and pulled her panties back up and smoothed her skirt back down and quickly wiped her tears away.

“Thank you, sir,” she whispered before leaving his office.

Jonathan watched her go. She was perfect for his little experiment, absolutely perfect.