Chapter 4

I took Christine to deliver the money she raised to Mr. Ramsey. All eyes were on her as I helped her walk across the office. Her cute romper was covered in cum stains. Trails of cum seeped down her legs. She reeked of stale sex. Still, most of my coworkers leered lustfully as she walked past.

“Your internship will be expanded to include sales next week. We have an important prospect visiting us, and you will be involved in the negotiations for that deal. Sales can involve presenting information in a way that is most appealing to the prospect. Both of you will have a role in shaping that information to fit this client. Christine became incorrigible when her parents divorced. You became her legal guardian. She attends a very strict school that makes frequent use of corporal punishment.”

“That last part is certainly true.”

“The most convincing fabrications always contain enough truth to appear plausible. The back story we will all follow is that earlier this year, I found highly embarrassing porn on your computer. This would be grounds for being fired, disfellowshipped from your church, and almost certainly divorced. Instead, I chose to blackmail you. I knew about your niece. As a large donor to the school, I arranged for her to be an intern here. You have no choice except to allow me to do whatever I wish to Christine. Christine has such a tarnished history that even if she were to tell someone, they wouldn’t believe her. She is my play toy. I can do whatever I want with her.”

“Why the elaborate story?”

“First, it establishes me as a powerful man. It also allows the prospect to feel a sense of dominance. Finally, it helps prevent questions about why the two of you would allow this to happen. Will you both play your roles next week?”

“Of course, we will. Anything to help the company.”

Allison arrived at the office on Monday in a dark blue jumper and white polo shirt, which is the uniform for elementary grades. She wore a breast binder that completely flattened her already tiny tits. A French braid with a ribbon and awkward glasses completed the look. My wife looked young enough that she could realistically be my preteen daughter rather than the teenage niece she was pretending to be.

Mr. Ramsey was impressed.

“I didn’t realize that you could look any younger, but you have outdone yourself. I’m certain this prospect will be enthralled. They are due here any moment.”

Minutes later, three middle-aged Japanese businessmen entered the building.

“Christine, please escort our visitors to my office.”

“Pleased to finally meet you, Mr Ramsey.”

“Glad you could come to our office. I have planned a combination of business and entertainment. Christine, please prepare drinks for our visitors. Does everyone want coffee?”

Everyone wanted coffee. Christine left to prepare the coffee while Mr. Ramsey and the visitors began creating an outline on the whiteboard. Mr. Saito interjected a question about Christine.

“Isn’t the girl too young to be an employee?”

“Christine is an intern from a local private school, but she is much older than she appears today. I encouraged her that instead of trying to look more grown-up for our meetings, she should put effort into looking young. She clearly embraced my instructions.”

“So she will be part of all of our meetings?”

“That is my plan unless you object. I believe the exposure is important.”

“I agree. More girls should take an interest in business.”

Christine returned with a tray of fresh coffee. The coffee was excellent, but Mr. Ramsey pretended that it wasn’t so that he could spank Christine and set the expectations for the remainder of the meeting.

“Young lady, this coffee is awful. You should know better than to serve something to guests that you haven’t already verified tastes acceptable. I’m disappointed that I have to do this in front of our guests. Bring the strap from my closet and lean over the desk.”

Christine retrieved the 18” long leather strap attached to a wooden handle and handed it to Mr. Ramsey. The strap was thick leather, about an inch wide. She knew from experience that it could leave some nasty welts. Christine bent over his desk and raised her jumper above her waist while she waited for the punishment to start. She knew he would want her panties off, but he often liked to remove them himself. So she waited with her colorful Disney princess panties on display.

“If any of you aren’t satisfied with your coffee, you may punish her too.”

“Is that legal?”

“Because she is here on an official internship through the local school, this is technically an extension of the school, and any school rules apply here. Spanking is widely used for all grades at the school. Even if she were as young as she presented herself today, it would still be legal. In addition, her uncle is her legal guardian. He is in the room with us and can approve or halt any disciplinary action. We are doubly covered.”

“Why would her uncle allow this?”

“I’ll let him explain.”

“The answer isn’t simple. I believe that firm, what some people in society today would call severe, discipline is needed for kids to develop into responsible adults. This seems especially true of girls. If Christine had been properly spanked when she was younger, she probably wouldn’t have developed into such an incorrigible child that her Mom gave up on her and asked the court to make me her legal guardian. But Mr. Ramsey also has leverage over me. IT found some highly embarrassing porn on my work computer earlier this year. Mr. Ramsey threatened to expose me if I didn’t do everything he asked for the next 12 months. He pointed out that if I didn’t agree, he would have me fired. It would be nearly impossible to find another job when employers found out why I lost this one. I would be humiliated in front of my friends, disfellowshipped from my church, and divorced. He knew about my niece and arranged for her to be an intern here. I agreed that he could do whatever he wanted to Christine. With Christine’s past legal troubles, no one would believe her if she tried to report Mr. Ramsey’s excesses.”

That explanation provided the opening that all of the men needed to spank Christine. Mr. Ramsey pulled her panties off and ran them through the shredder.

“You won’t be needing these the rest of the day.”

Christine’s posture provided an outstanding view of her pussy framed by her narrow hips and thin ass. Adding her shaved pussy, it didn’t require much stretching of the imagination to conclude she was an elementary student.

“Are we able to take photos?”

“On two conditions. First, you will share a copy of every photo with me. Second, you will not post or share these photos with anyone else. There is no protection from the school or legal guardian for pictures.”

“Understood.”

Pictures were taken before the spanking began. Mr. Ramsey insisted that guests should go first.

SMACK!

As the oldest of the three, Mr. Ito began. He may have been an older man with a small frame, but he certainly knew how to swing a strap. Christine’s butt displayed a deep red mark. The second swing was just as hard. Others followed quickly.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The spanking was severe enough that Mr. Ramsey was concerned about potentially leaving scars. But he was also concerned about failing to land this critical account. His business concerns won out. He was relieved when Mr. Ito stopped after 25 swats. Christine’s entire ass was dark red with multiple welts where swats overlapped. This matched the most severe spanking Christine had received at his office, and she still had the majority of her punishment coming. He felt a little relief when Mr. Saito suggested that Christine should have 30 minutes of “corner time” before going outside to cut fresh switches for her next punishment.

“Excellent suggestions, Mr. Saito.”

“Instead of the usual standing with her nose against the wall, I think it would be great for her to kneel on your desk and keep her chest against the desk.”

“You heard him, Christine. Hurry up.”

In this position, Christine’s blad little pussy was prominently displayed to the men in the office while they returned to talking about the questions they wanted to resolve during the visit. 30 minutes was over rather quickly. Christine went outside to cut switches. She received many knowing looks as she walked back through the office carrying the switches.

“Kneel on the desk just like you were before.”

The general red hue had faded from her ass. All that remained were a number of welts from overlapping strokes. The quick strikes of the switch left a very different mark. The thin lines of the switch jumped out. Where those lines crossed the welts from the strap or each other, little bits of blood would appear. Christine was sobbing like never before, but held her position and didn’t ask for him to stop. It was hard to judge how many times he struck her with the switch, but it might have been 50.

“Grab your butt and spread those cheeks as wide as you can. I’m going to spank you where the strap and switch couldn’t reach.”

Christine feared that he meant to spank her pussy with the switch. She was scared that would be too much for her to handle. Despite the fear, she complied.

Mr. Saito aimed his strikes for the soft, untouched flesh between the cheeks. Christine wasn’t certain this was any less painful than whipping her pussy would have been. The 10 strokes here were excruciating and left seeping welts. The final stroke was directly on Christine’s anus and caused her to drop to the table.

Mr. Suzuki was next. “You deserve some extended exposure time young lady. Undress completely and lay on the desk.”

Christine removed the jumper and polo shirt. She paused briefly before removing the tight breast binder revealing her little a-cup titties.

“I’m not sure those tiny things make her look any older. I’m used to Japanese women who are usually small, but she would be below average even in our country.”

“Lay back and hold your calves under your armpits.”

Christine was completely exposed in this position. Mr. Suzuki pinched and pulled on her nipples for a minute before running his fingers along her pussy lips and playing with her clit. He ended by pinching her clit hard.