Page 13 of Her Boss

“From now on, Geneva, when you screw up, there are going to be consequences. This is just to show you that I’m serious when I say this. Do you understand me?”

“Yes… I think so. Sir.”

I allowed myself a silent smile about her seeming willingness to obey. It spoke volumes about her and encouraged me to both keep going, but to also perhaps be a bit less cruel with her than I had initially intended to be.

Something else I realized was that when I was talking to her and scolding her, telling her that there were going to be stricter measures taken with her… it was obvious that it was turning her on. The scent of her arousal had become detectable, her lips had swelled, the pace of her breathing increased—all of it signaling her true feelings about what was happening. I hadn’t encountered anything like that before with someone who worked for me.

Very interesting.

What was more, the fact that it turned her on, turned me on too. It was like a twisted, vicious circle.

“You will obey me, Geneva. So, get used to that now. You will do as you’re told. And if you don’t think you can do that, this is your chance, your one last opportunity to get that cute little ass out of my office. Have I made myself clear?”

Her head turned just a little bit, her eyes darting to the exit, then looking back up at me. Was she going to actually fail at the last jump? Or was her youthful eagerness and curious, hungry lust going to get the best of her? I knew what I hoped, but the truth was that the next few seconds would determine the entirety of our future together.

Future? You sound like a lovesick idiot right now. You sure you know what you’re doing here?

Finally, she took a deep breath, pressing her face directly to her folded arms beneath her. “Yes, sir.”

My cock got even harder at the sound of her trembling voice. I was so aroused I wasn’t sure what to do next, as if I were paralyzed by the tantalizing possibilities before me.

What the hell is going on?

But I decided to just go with it, see where it went. I had nothing to lose. If it went wrong, well, then I could say I at least tried, and I’d only be out an intern—and I might possibly have a new strained relationship with one of my best clients. For a while, anyway.

I placed a hand on the small of her back and her body tensed, but she made no move to get away or protest. “That’s good, just stay still. You’re okay now.”

Her hips shifted slightly, her quick shallow breathing the only sounds she made.

Finding the zip high up her hip, I drew it down slowly, until the skirt loosened and dropped to the floor at her feet. I was pleased to see that underneath she’d worn a sexy white lace thong.

“A thong to avoid panty lines?”

“Th-that’s not the only reason to?—”

“You’re not fooling me.” I clasped her left bottom cheek, stroking it gently. “You didn’t want a panty line to mar the look of this slutty little skirt showing off your ass. Who were you hoping to impress, hmm?”

She made a frustrated noise, but didn’t reply.

“I think you wanted your ass to look as good as possible.” I patted her right buttock, giving the under curve a little pinch that made her tense. “While you are just a petite little thing, you do have a nice, round juicy bottom. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t very much looking forward to spanking it.”

She said nothing, her trim, but soft thighs just beginning to quiver the tiniest bit. I thrilled at the sight—and it only spurred me on to push her still further.

“Right.” I smacked her bottom gently. “Take down these panties for me.”

“W-what? Why?”

“Why do you think?”

Her hair flipped over as she turned her head toward me. “N-no, I’m not doing that.”

I clasped her hip in warning. “Yes, you will—or you’re out of here. No more internship. No more anything.”

It was the moment where she was most likely to balk and run. And I had no intention of stopping her if she did.

I would encourage her to submit to her discipline, but I would never force it. That wasn’t how I operated—and it never would be.

“I’m waiting, Geneva.” I squeezed her hip firmly. “Do as you’re told, right now—or get out. Last chance.”

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