My Boss is My Master

Chapter Five

"Uh I um w-uh- huh?" I stuttered.

What the hell did he just say?

"Bend.....Over." He repeated.

"Mr. Waterman- I don't- think I understand."

"Ms. Walters, I said bend over." The demand in husky voice sent chills running up and down my spine.

I was still stuck. I was just standing there while he stared at me. This had to be a joke. That's right, it's a joke.

This is a joke.

"Simone?" I tensed up when my name rolled off his tongue; his voice so drawing, tempting almost.

"Y-yes?"

"I told you more than once that you would be punished. So now your punishment is due." His stern facial expression made me realize he was very serious.

SHIT, WAS HE SERIOUS?!!

"So you're not firing me?" I don't even know why I even asked that. This guying was requesting for me to bend over.

"It's either you bend over..... Or I bend you over." My stomach constricted when he said that.

I slowly walked toward him, hesitant to even go near him. Was he watching me? His eyes watched my body slowly stride over to him until I was near his desk. I placed my palms on the edge of his desk, bending slightly over with my jaw hanging low. This was ridiculous.

"No." He rumbled out. "Here!"

He gestured toward the empty spot on his lap.

YUP!

HE'S SERIOUS!

I walked over to him and stood there. Even when he gave me direct instructions, I was still beyond clueless to what I should do. Suddenly, he gripped my arm and pulled me over his lap, leaving my hands dangling over and my ass up.

"Bad girls get punished." He stated.

Then I felt it. His strong hand land forcefully on to my butt with a swift blow. I gasped as I desperately tried to wiggle out of his grip.

"The more you move." He smacked my ass once more. "The longer it takes."

My eyes were wide with shock as his hand slapped against my ass a few more times. My mind was swirling with confusion, embarrassment, fear, and a little bit of dirty thoughts.

Then it all stopped. He pulled me to my feet and stood up in front of me.

"Your punishment will last a week."

I completely ignored what he had said. My mouth was still gapped open from what I just encountered.

Did he really just...spank me? Where the f**k is he from?

"You may go Ms. Walters."

I turned on my heels and practically stumbled out of his office. On my way out, Melody shot me a gentle smile as she nibbled on the end of her pen.

Did she know what had just happened?

My skin burned with embarrassment as I ran back to my office. I sat at my desk, struggling to comprehend what the hell just occurred. There was no better way to understand what my boss just did.

My door opened before Terra walked in, her eyes sweltering with curiosity.

"So what happened? What did he say? Did he fire you? Oh god please tell me he didn't fire you. I can’t sit in this boring ass hell hole without you. I’ll die if I do-"

"TERRA!" I stopped her from rambling on about nonsense. "I’m not..fired."

"Oh thank heaven." She exhaled a breath of relief. "So what happened?"

"He..He.....punished me."

****

I went straight home after work and straight into the refrigerator. I picked up a bottle of Cayli's Absolut Vodka and a shot glass and poured it. In one guzzle, I took it back without any hesitation.

No, I’m not the best drinker but f**k it, I needed a drink. Why not, it’s Friday.

My mind was all over the place right now and I was hoping this vodka would snap my mind back. Stumbling in to my room, I kicked off my shoes and stripped out of my clothing. I slipped on a tank top and shorts and ran back in to the kitchen for the bottle of vodka I left on the counter. I took another swizzle of it and walked into the living room.

I turned on the television and sunk deep into the couch, trying my best to concentrate more on the television show and less on what had happened today.

I could hear the sound of a set of keys jiggling to get in to the door; then Cayli walked in.

"Hey?" Her eyes focused in on the half empty bottle in my hand. "Are you okay?" She kicked off her stilettos and sat down beside me.

"Just peachy." I whispered.

"Well, if it wasn't for my half empty bottle of my favorite vodka, I would believe you. Now..." She snatched the bottle from me and took a few gulps of it, her face never even twitched from the burning sensation I knew she had to feel when it went down. "What’s up?"

I didn't even want to speak on it but I had to tell someone. Earlier when Terra had asked, I didn't tell her. I just told her he extended my probation. The last thing I wanted her to know was what really happened.

"Well." I muted the television and faced her. "Remember when I told you I was on probation?"

"Yeah." She motioned for me to get to the point.

"And you do know I was late today?"

"Yea....oh f**k, you got fired? I mean, I can pay the rent by myself for a few months but that’s it."

"No Cayli, I did not get fired." I assured her.

"Then what happened?"

Here’s goes nothing.

"He... Punished me?"

"Punished you?" Her eyebrow rose as she stared at me in confusion. "Like how? Like a write up or something?"

I sighed then inhaled enough air to explain everything in one breath, and then I blurted it out. I told her how I walked in and he told me to bend over and how he spanked me like a disobedient kid.

After explaining to her the situation and how everything unfolded, I was left with a blank stare and a dropped jaw. I was left embarrassed, consumed with a million and one questions as to what she thought about the situation.

"Cayli?"

"Holy s**t!" She yelled then laughed. "So you mean to tell me, your boss spanked you? Just bent you over and spanked you? Just like that?”

"Yeah." I wrapped my arms around my body, feeling so exposed at that very moment.

"Are you guys hiring?" I glared at her intensely as she laughed hysterically.

"Stop laughing."

"Okay, okay." She wiped away the few tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes as she tried her best to conceal the laugh. "What does he look like?"

"Why does it even matter?"

"Because it does, now what does he look like?"

"He’s....okay?"

"Okay? Simone, let’s be real. Scale from one to ten."

"I can just show you."

I unlocked my phone and googled 'Tyler Waterman' in the picture section of the google search engine.

I handed her my phone and her jaw instantly dropped open.

"Are you f*****g kidding me? He's f*****g sexy. And you're weirded out that he spanked you? s**t, I will pay him to spank me." She starred at the picture for a few more moments before she handed me the phone back.

"Yeah, of course you would like that, you're into it." I rolled my eyes at her. "And it’s even weirder that he's not just my boss, he's also the CEO of the company."

A few days ago, I looked him up to make sure he wasn't some psychotic killer or thief. Not only did I find out his record was clean; I also found out that he was the CEO of the company who volunteered to be the boss until a new one was chosen. He was a billionaire and ran numerous businesses so of course his credentials would appear in the search.

"Wow, that’s even kinkier."

"Shut up. It’s not kinky, it’s....weird."

"Come on Simone, can you honestly tell me you didn't like it, just a little."

I glanced at her. Her eyes starred at me like I was humanities last hope. I snatched the liquor bottle from her hand and took a gulp of it, shivering from the burning sensation in the back of my throat. I bit down on my bottom lip, tasting the lingering alcohol that settled there.

"A little." I admitted.