by littleone
My Stupid, Stupid Curiosity Lead To Spanking
When I arrived at work that morning an hour early to make up time missed the day before, nothing seemed out of ordinary. I entered after unlocking the door, turned to lock it back up and turned the lights on. I smiled as I surveyed the foyer noticing that things were in place and waiting for the day to begin. The front of the office is set up with two rooms. When you enter we have the foyer, or greeting room where the clients can hang up coats, sit on nice leather chairs, have coffee and read a variety of material that I change every month. My office is adjacent to the foyer with a window for me to see the clients as they come in. I sometimes wish the wall did not separate my office from the foyer as I have to come around when I offer drinks and to show them back to my boss’s office.
I went to my desk to prepare the files of our clients for that day. I looked at his e-mail with curiosity and printed out all that he would need to see. I then checked on line for any news that may affect our business on our web site. I looked at the time to see if my boss was due to arrive and headed for his office to get things ready in there. When I enter his office I always feel a quiet sophistication within the room. He had it nicely furnished with a dark cherry wood desk with a leather seat for himself and two for his guest. He had bookshelves laden with books. There was a leather love seat in a little alcove that I always wished I could sit in and read a book. He never used overhead lights preferring the look of lamps that give the room a soft glow. It was cozy and warm giving off exactly what he wanted and that was to make his clients feel at home.
I did not notice it right away as I went straight for his desk to put down the things I printed. It wasn’t until I had finished turning on his computer and scanned his desk for things that might be for me that I noticed it. It was in front of the two leather chairs which had been pushed back to give it plenty of room.
I had no idea what it was at first. My curiosity was peaked. It was made of black shiny metal and was rather large, so I was quite surprised to have just noticed it. When I approached I noticed that it looked like a bench of some sort. This had to be some new workout machine I’ve never heard of before. He was very much into fitness. There was a black leather cushion on the middle and when I got closer I realized that there was no way that one could sit on the cushion and do sit-ups, or any other exercise for that matter. It was up to high and the rest of the machine was bent at an angle that was not usable for any of the exercises I saw on television. Then I noticed the black cloth on the floor by the back leg. It was piled in a small heap against the leg and when I picked it up I found it to be nothing but woman’s panties.
I stood back up with my heart pounding. Of course I dropped the panties right where I found them. But I looked at the machine now with new eyes. I could not believe that my boss, the man I’ve worked with now for two years, was into spanking. And into it so much that he had this contraption. I felt tingles going down my spine and a familiar tingle from my bottom. I love to be spanked. I have only dreamed of going over horses or any contraption such as this one. I have only been over the knees of a few boyfriends I could talk into spanking me. Everything else has been from stories read on line or my own thoughts, which can drive me crazy at times.
I left the office not wanting for him to find me there. I even took back the papers I dropped on his desk and turned his computer off. I know he is into spanking but he has no idea I am and it wouldn’t be good to let him know. This is work after all. I went to my desk thinking of how the contraption would work. Now that I know what it was it was obvious that it was a metal horse. I could do nothing at that moment but let the tingles of excitement run through their course, as I pictured myself over the seat with my own bottom high up in the air waiting for punishment. I wondered about his techniques and his instruments, if he had them in his room. I glanced at the clock, only ten minutes had past since entering his room.
I took a deep breath to try and calm my nerves. I had to work here and I would have to pay attention to the task at hand. I turned back to my computer but could not focus at all. I looked at the clock. He had a good half hour or more before he would even arrive to the office. I would not be able to concentrate if I didn’t explore just a bit more. I got up and checked the door to make sure it was locked and headed back to his office with my heart pounding and all of my body tingling in anticipation. My stomach even joined the act by flittering around.
I went right to it after shutting the door and stood behind it where I would begin if I were told to bend over. My mind was telling me to leave, screaming for me to go and pretend I never saw the thing, but my body won the war and I found myself moving to bend over the seat. The metal was cold to touch and it was rather awkward to move into the position. I noticed that I had to grab the legs tight to keep from sliding and rolling off, which made me feel clumsy and more embarrassed. My mind screamed for me to get up and quit being so foolish, but my body said just for a second, then we will go once our curiosity is satisfied. When my bottom finally rested over the pad I did find that I was in a very embarrassing position that was not only embarrassing to get into but rather hard to get out of. My hands and feet fitted nicely to the legs on either side, and my bottom, which was tingling like mad now, was perched perfectly for a spanking.
I noticed that my head had nowhere to rest and I realized that if I were indeed being spanked I would have a harder time escaping this contraption for fear of falling on my head. I didn’t think I could handle a long spanking over this if I had to dangle my head, but I guessed that it would not be on my mind at the time. I was beginning to feel foolish and was getting up when I noticed the bands on the legs for the first time. They were black and tight against the metal. I wondered how a band would hold the one being spanked in place. I let go of the left bar and let myself hang over the bar as I tried to pull the band over my right wrist. It was very tight and it took a lot of pulling, and hoping that I didn’t break it, to get it over my wrist. I then put myself back into position and found the band to be harder to escape from than one would expect. It wouldn’t budge from it’s spot yet had enough give to allow me to pull and not cut off my circulation. I still had to hold on to the bar to hold myself up so my head would not hit the floor. I wondered about the back bands and how they would work. I tried to get up to see but was prevented by the band from doing so. Okay, my curiosity was satisfied, it was time to get out of here anyway. I pulled myself up and flipped over the bar so that I could let a little slack out on the band. I pulled and was just easing my hand out of the band when the door opened and in walked my boss, James.
His presence in a room, to me, seemed to fill it. He was tall and very muscular as he always worked out. He had dark brown hair that he kept in a military high top cut and dark brown eyes, that always captured my attention when he was upset about some mistake I made and brightened my most depressing day just by smiling at me. I noticed his thighs were long the first time I met him being the way I am, thighs and muscular arms are important. He had long fingers that were smooth and well kept. But his manner was of quiet determination, confidence and pride and he carried it without being “snooty”.
I hissed when the band snapped back down on my wrist. I wanted to die. I felt my face grow red with embarrassment and I made myself small against the machine. I couldn’t look up at him nor speak to try and explain why I was here, that was obvious anyway. He closed the door and stood there. I guess he was embarrassed too and had no idea what to say. After what seemed like an eternity he came over to me and bent down to pull the band loose for me. I slipped my hand out and stood refusing to look at him and so red in the face that my cheeks were beginning to hurt. I slipped past him and ran out of the room and slammed my door shut when I reached my office. Then I leaned against the door and took deep breaths to try and calm myself. The whole time cussing myself out for my stupid, stupid curiosity, which will forever get me into trouble. I paced back and forth wishing I hadn’t come in early to find that thing. I noticed that he was in early and it was probably to hide it. I wondered where he hid it and then began to pace again.
When the outside door opened I jumped. It wasn’t supposed to be unlocked and my first thought was that Gary had arrived to help my boss with his paperwork. But as that thought occurred another quickly took it’s place, Gary wasn’t due today until 1:00 this must be…and it was, Linda, James’s girlfriend. The one that was tied on that contraption living the dream I’ve wanted for so long. She looked surprised to see me and I could do nothing but give a weak smile and nod. James came out to take her by the arm and lead her out. He was red faced as well, I noticed, and didn’t look at me. She looked at him, me, and turned red…so we all knew and there was no going back now.
I sat down thankful that he was gone so I could take the rest of the time to calm down. I laughed at the situation, got scared to death that I would be fired, and cussed myself out more.
When he entered the office again I was ready to just forget the whole thing. He nodded at me and I smiled back. He didn’t say your fired, pack up and get out. He went straight to his office like he always does. I breathed a sigh of relief. I saw that it was time to get our day started and I was going to see that it was done right. I took him the papers I printed out earlier but couldn’t help look for where he hid it.
” It’s under the table by the window. It’s able to be folded down and fits well under there.” He offered to me. He was looking me directly in the eye and seemed to be waiting for something. I nodded and blushed and said ” Oh.”
After a few awkward seconds ticked by I took a deep breath and asked if there were anything else I could do before the Peterman’s arrived.
” No. Things are in order. Thank you.” He smiled and turned back to his computer to check on the stock market.
I left thankful that nothing would come of my curiosity. The rest of the day was a blur but I managed to get things done.
At the end of the day the three of us left the office together. Gary had arrived and they were heading to dinner together to go over more paperwork.
” Why don’t you join us?” Gary asked.
” Not tonight. Tom and I are going out for dinner.” I have been dating Tom for a year. He was talked into spanking me about six months into our relationship, but he would do no more than make it sting a bit. He would quit as soon as I made the slightest noise. For me that can get so frustrating. I don’t like the pain of a spanking mind you, but it’s not real if it doesn’t have that sting and sometimes taken to where I’ve given up, not that I’ve ever been there either. A warm up is stimulating but my time with Tom will be short. I knew this from the little bit of experience I’ve had being spanked. I was already having nights where I was left feeling empty and needing more.
” So you are still seeing Tom?” James asked me. ” How is it going?”
I blushed, couldn’t help it, when I looked into his eyes. ” It’s okay.” I shrugged.
” Having problems?” Gary asked. We were at my car now and I nodded.
” Yes. I don’t see it lasting much longer to be honest.” I answered truthfully. I never tell of my love life to anyone and will never be able to explain why I gave the little I did now. Okay, it’s for that small chance that I may be over that bench in James’s office.
” That’s too bad.” Gary said.
I nodded. ” Yes. It is.” I sat down in my car. ” Well, I will see ya’ll tomorrow. Have a good night.” I smiled and waved as I went by them in my car and drove to meet Tom who was now officially over. I just had to tell him. I know you must think I’m selfish and wicked for dumping Tom over some small chance that James and I will get together. Do you know how hard it is to find someone with the same passion that you have, especially in this sort of thing? Tom and I are heading for a break up anyway. Better now than later. Of course James has Linda. There is no way that I will break those two up. And she obviously likes to be spanked or she would never have gone over the bench. Then a thought occurred…what if it was James over the bench? Well that would kill the whole deal. I’m a “spankee”. I could not imagine him submitting to a spanking anyway. He oozed dominance.
I met Tom at my house. He has been asking me to let him move in with me for over a month now. I just have not been able to do it. I like my space, or so I thought, now that I look at him as we kiss and head inside, I know it’s because I truly do not see a future with him. I knew if I told him of what I found he would not find it to be normal, he would call James a pervert, a sexual criminal that should be locked up. And as he began to tell of his day with a client he just took in and her crazy situation without so much as noticing that I wasn’t paying attention, could really care about it, I knew that I was wasting my time, and his.
I interrupted him with the news. ” Tom, we need to talk.”
” Oh?” He looked up from his seat on my couch.
” Yes.” I was about to blurt it out but couldn’t. We did have a year together and he was willing to “put up” with my needs. This wasn’t going to be very easy. I sat down and began slowly telling how I truly felt. We hugged and cried and I felt a mixture of things as he left that night. I drew a hot bubble bath, got a glass of wine, and soaked my thoughts.
I wondered what my stupid, stupid curiosity got me into.