Office Discipline contains three workplace BDSM-themed stories of intense eroticism, dominance and submission, discipline, spanking, and humiliation in all forms.
Over My Boss's Knee
Emma's young and handsome boss has always taken a special interest in her, ever since she first came to work for him at the age of sixteen. After Emma loses the order form of a very important client, he punishes her as he often has before: with a sound spanking. But on this occasion, she settles onto his lap to savor her punishment under his strong hands only soon to find herself in the throes of a very loud orgasm. When questioned, she is forced to admit that she has always been hopelessly aroused by the discipline her boss administers. Now that all feelings are out in the open, will this day prove a nightmare or fulfill the fantasy she has never allowed herself to believe was possible?
For years Sandra Trufant has been working nights and weekends to get her start-up off the ground, but when long overdue success begins to turn heads, it attracts the attentions of heavy hitters that Sandra is not prepared to contend with. Such a one is Jackson Rivers, dashing CEO of the Rosemont Group, who has come to meet with Sandra personally about the prospect of a buyout. What begins as a bit of simple maneuver and professional strong-arming soon becomes much more as he turns to more elaborate means of bringing Sandra around to his point of view. Sexual manipulation, spanking, and sheer charismatic dominance will all come into play before he has had his way with our heroine and left her gasping on her office desk, hungry for more.
Trying Too Hard to Catch My Boss's Eye
Melanie has never been outgoing around her coworkers, but it isn't until a new boss arrives to run the branch that she begins to regret her isolation in the work place. For weeks she silently hungers for his attention, until she is called in for a performance review. Once the two are alone together, it isn't long before all sorts of things are coming out into the open. Not least among these revelations: Philip Reese has been painfully aware of her desire for his attention, and he intends to punish her for the inappropriate means she has employed to distract him from his professional duties.
He drew another folded sheet of paper from his coat pocket and laid it in front of me. "First, you sign this contract, finalizing the sale for the amount I've offered you. It will make you a very rich woman."
I managed to shake my head. "This is all happening too fast."
"Too fast?" he repeated. "I thought I had been very generous with my time. I have given you months to withdraw from my markets."
"I can't," I stammered.
He nodded, as though deciding for himself. "Do you know what it is like when a little startup like yours wanders in and starts trying to underbid companies like mine? It is like a child that insists on sitting at the grown-ups' table. The child refuses to acknowledge objective reality. It only understands one thing."
He pushed the stacks of paper which remained in the center of my desk off to the side. One of them wobbled, tipped, and cascaded to the floor, but he did not notice. "The only thing they understand, Sandra, is a firm hand."
He was standing over me, now, and I had shrunk back into the chair, feeling very small and physically intimidated.
"I can make you regret your stubbornness in any number of ways. I can underbid every contract you receive, headhunt every name you hire, and grind your company into the dirt until every last investor you have is serving you papers. Is that what you want?"
I stared up at him, mute.
"Stand up," he said.
I stayed frozen in place.
"Stand up," he repeated. "You call yourself the owner of this company. You can't even stand and look me in the eye in your own office? You have to cower in your chair?"
Shakily, I complied.