" You have no discipline Sara" Amanda said as she firmly slapped her ass again. Sara lay across Amandas lap with her panties around her ankles. "How long have you worked for me Sara "? Before any answer could be given to her semi rhetorical question, she smacked Sara on the ass again. A little harder this time.

Working as a paralegal for Amanda at her law firm had its trying days but this one was still not typical. Amanda is a tigress in and out of the court room. She got her way. Sara made a critical preparation error on a case that caused a disastrous delay in a case which basically resulted in the clients bankruptcy.

When she got the message to see Amanda immediately, she fully expected to be fired. Probably blackballed from working in any decent law firm again. It wasn't supposed to end this way for her. The blonde haired blue eyes cheerleader becomes lawyer successful story hung in the hands of her boss. The woman she adored and emulated and struggled so hard to please. Amanda's work ethic was only surpassed by her beauty. Her dark completion her long brown hair. The brown eyes that gripped yours when you made contact, only she could break the contact.

"You wanted to see me Amanda " she whispered more than spoke. Perhaps hoping to set the tone for the meeting. Stupidly.

Amanda was sitting on her office couch. Her large office lit with only a dim lamp. The lamp only served to outline Amanda as she sat in the middle of her couch. Her posture perfect as always. " Come in Sara " . She tried to avoid her bosses eyes but it was too late. The fifteen steps she took to stand in front of her angry boss felt like fifteen miles and the violently loud silence in the room was deafening to her during her zomby like walk. Her ability to just turn and run away was gone. So there she stood. Tears forming in her eyes, legs shaking. Hands trembling as she looked into her mentors eyes against her own will. Without a word, she felt Amanda reach under her skirt and pull her panties down then grabbed her and put her across her lap.

Sara briefly contemplated her situation. She is a grown woman being spanked by another only slightly older woman. The imagery and reality of her situation clashing. The pain from the spanking somehow taking some of her guilt away. The submission of the situation somehow inexplicably making her wet. Hearing the words"You have no discipline" as she was disciplined made her feel a way she was unused to. Especially for a woman. "On the floor, on your back, now"! Sara surprised her self at how quickly and without question did as she was told. She was also surprised at how quickly she sucked on her bosses toes as they were dangled into her mouth. One foot and then the other. When Amanda stood to remove her clothes, Sara could only marvel at how much more spectacular she was nude. The light behind her illuminating her as if she were a beautiful portrait. As Amanda straddled her chest and lowered her pussy on to her face, sara felt her own hand touch her pussy. She inhaled her scent as her mouth was covered completely by pussy now. She knew this was where she belonged. Work would never be the same for her again. No more paralegal work for her. Her new job was to please her mistress. And lack of discipline would never be a problem again for sure