Caned For Lunch
by Mistress Twilight
Jack was alone in his office for lunch. He had locked the door, closed the blinds and told his secretary to hold his all his calls. He was not to be disturbed.
He leaned back in his chair while he downloaded some of his favorite porn pics. His favorite picture was of a red haired woman getting a hard over the knee spanking from her boyfriend.
Watching that chick’s tight ass getting redder and redder was getting Jack extremely hot. Within minutes, he had whipped out his cock and was stroking it rhythmically. He stretched back in his chair and was pumping his hand furiously when his door unexpectedly opened.
His girlfriend Daria walked in and locked the door behind him. He tried to hide what he was doing but her smirk told him she knew exactly what was going on.
She quickly walked around his desk and grabbed his hand off the mouse before he could close out the window. “You were supposed to call me you know.” She looked at his screen and her eyes grew wide.
“We were supposed to go out to lunch together today. But instead you’re sitting her looking at very naughty photos.”
Jack tried to stuff his cock back in his trousers but it was no use. It was too hard to get back into his pants. He was caught and was at her mercy.
Daria looked back at the photo on his monitor. “Hey! That woman getting spanked looks like me!”
Jack gulped. There was no denying it. This was exactly the reason the photos got him so hot. He tried to laugh. “Well, now we know what it would look like if the tables were turned.”
She arched an eyebrow and stared him down. “Funny. But don’t think I’m going to let this slide.”
“What do you mean? Let’s just forget about this and go out to lunch.” He knew it was hopeless to try to get out of being punished. But he had to try.
Daria got up and walked around his office. “There must be something around here that I can punish you with.” Her eyes lingered over one of the blinds.
“And I know just the thing.” She climbed onto the chair and grabbed at the stick that opened the shades. Taking the stick off the hook she stepped back to the floor.
As Daria started walking back to his desk she started smacking it into her hand. This made Jack extremely nervous because it sounded just like a cane. He licked his lips and tried another tactic with her.
“Honey, I’m sorry. You know I feel bad for not calling. We’ll go out anywhere. I’ll take you too your favorite restaurant downtown.”
She smiled. “I think that sounds like a great idea. And we’ll do that as soon as I’m finishing caning you.”
He stood up suddenly. “What?!”
“You heard me. Now take off your pants or I’ll double your punishment.”
Jack knew it was better not to argue when she used that tone. As he was taking off his trousers, she walked over to his computer and clicked on another picture from the porn site.
“You’re going to look at this picture while you take your punishment. I want to make sure you don’t stand me up again.”
She bent him over then and he was looking right at a picture of a red haired woman giving a harsh spanking to a man. Daria chuckled then. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. She leaned down and whispered in his ear.
“Now your secretary is just outside. This cane is pretty quiet so she won’t hear me punishing you. But you better be careful not to yelp. We wouldn’t want her to think I was in here punishing my naughty boyfriend now would we?”
A rush of excitement made Jack shiver. He groaned softly.
“Now Jack, you were supposed to call me at noon. So to punish you, I’m going to give you twelve cane strokes.” He nodded and braced himself for the first stroke.
Daria whipped her arm back and brought the cane down hard across his ass. Jack started to yelp and then clamped his mouth shut. The last thing he wanted was for his secretary to hear him getting punished.
Again and again the cane came down. Lines a delicious pain streaked across his bottom. After every couple of strikes Daria scratched her fingernails over his sensitive skin. Jack bit his lip to keep from moaning. The stinging pain mingled with pleasure every time she brought down her cane. The twelfth stroke was the hardest and Jack couldn’t stop a quick yelp from escaping his lips.
After rubbing his reddened bottom, Daria stepped back to admire her work. Jack sucked in his breath as she raked her fingernails over his now tender ass. He could hear the pleasure in her voice as she told him to get dressed.
Daria smirked while he pulled on his pants. Then she turned unexpectedly and walked away from him. He hurriedly buttoned his shirt as she opened his office door. She told his secretary they were going to lunch. The two women exchanged suspicious smiles and Jack hoped she hadn’t heard him getting disciplined.
They went out to Daria’s favorite restaurant. All through the meal he squirmed in his chair. He could feel each stroke throbbing. Daria looked very pleased with herself. She smiled and told him that she was confident he wouldn’t stand her up again. Jack couldn’t agree more.
