PART 6
Kelli sent the remainder of the calls into the company voice mail and gathered
her purse. She saw that the lobby was getting crowded as people began leaving
for the day. Again, she was the object of fascination as those who had missed
her morning show were now getting a treat. Her face again flushed with
shame...despite eight hours of constant exposure, she was still humiliated by
being bottomless in this public area.
She wondered if there was another way to go besides the elevator...maybe the
stairs. It was only 10 floors up to the conference room, she knew...she could
easily make the walk. But she wondered if she was going to be timed and did not
want to be late.
So she headed for the elevators doors, her bare feet against he cold tile. The
gathered men and women in the lobby pointed and laughed...she heard the comments
about her shaved cunt, her long, smooth legs, her pretty feet with the painted
toes. She wanted to curl up and hide but instead kept walking, pushing the up
button at the elevator wall.
She felt the people gathering getting closer and closer to her. She looked in
the elevator door and saw her reflection and cringed...she looked vulgar and
wanted to run back to her desk and wait until everyone left the building. But
she had her orders and she knew that she had to follow them.
Finally the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Several people started out of
the car and gasped when they saw the beautiful bottomless girl waiting in the
lobby. She wanted to cry but somehow restrained herself as they poured by
her...some touched her and she turned away from the abuse but was unable to go
far. She seemed to be surrounded.
She pushed her way into the elevator car and pushed 10. Surprisingly no one came
into the car with her...she had expected to have to fight off the groping hands
the whole way up.
Kelli breathed a sigh of relief...she was finally away from prying eyes. But the
elevator was no refuge. Here she was besieged with images of her nudity...the
elevator had mirrors on three of the walls and the doors were shiny metal that
also reflected her nude pussy and legs. She closed her eyes but her mind still
held the image of her nude bottom.
The elevator came to a stop and she was back on her floor. Instead of going
right towards her old office, she went left towards the large conference room.
Here all of the major meetings of the firm were held and she had never been in
it. The door was closed when she got there and she knocked.
The door opened an inch and Mr. Fowdi stood in the gap. "Yes Miss Matthews," he
said. "Um, Margaret said to come here," she said.
"Yes. Well, you may enter but leave your blouse and bra out there. This room is
for major corporate employees and someone at your low level must be reminded of
her place. The only way you enter here is completely nude."
She shook her head, "please Mr. Fowdi, no, please. I have done everything you
have asked, but please not this. I beg you to have some pity on me."
The man's face hardened. "Pity? You want pity from me now? After you have taken
advantage of my kindness for nearly a year. A year of fuckups and mistakes that
I have fixed? And then, instead of firing you, I give you this other chance. And
now, you want pity. Fuck you then, you are fired."
The girl started sobbing. "No, Mr. Fowdi, please, look, I'm removing my blouse."
The man smiled. "Good, a girl who listens to good common sense," he said. The
girl's hands were shaking but she had finally managed to get all of the buttons
undone. She pulled the garment off her arms and stood in just her lacy, half-cup
bra. The bra covered breasts that were probably a 34B.
"Excellent, now the last piece and we can get started with the punishment
phase."
She reached around and unclasped her bra and let it fall down her arms. She
wanted to desperately cover up but there was no use...she would only earn more
punishment.
The man admired her small, but perky breasts. There were the perfect size, he
thought. Her nipples were erect and pink, her breasts had some roundness to them
but were barely more than bumps.
"You may enter Miss Matthews."
The girl pushed the door open and came into the room with a chill in the air.
The temp was set about 50 degrees and the nude girl certainly felt it. One
glance at Margaret and she knew that the other woman was feeling the cold too.
Mr. Fowdi was sweating in his suit however.
"This is how this will work Kelli," the man said. "Every day after work, you
will come up here and strip nude outside this room. You will then climb up on
the desk and get on all fours to wait for punishment. If there is a punishment,
someone will come in to administer it. If not, Margaret here will enter with
your box of clothes. Does that make sense miss?"
The nude girl nodded, humiliated at just the thought of climbing up on that big
wooden table in the nude and getting on all fours. She thought that the doggie
position was just about the most humiliating one a girl could be in.
"Okay, up you go Kelli."
That's when the realization hit...she was going to have to do it right now. Her
legs were quivering as she climbed up on the table...the cold, hard wood feeling
strange against her bare knees and toes. She got into the position, her little
tits hanging down, her ass thrust up and out, her slit prominent from behind.
"Kelli, you made enough mistakes today to earn 115 spanks. They will be
administered on your bare buttocks and your upper thighs. Hopefully, you will do
better tomorrow."
Tears streamed down her face as she heard the words. She did not think she cold
handle 115 swats on her bare bottom and thighs. She desperately wanted to run
away but knew she had no choice but to comply...the alternative (losing her job
and being homeless) were unthinkable.
"also, for causing that tour group to see you today because you were unable to
follow a schedule, you will receive 10 swats with a ruler directly on your bare
pussy slit."
The naked girl started shaking her head, no, please no, she wailed. Her hair
hung in front of her face in shame and desperation.
"Yes Miss, sorry to break the bad news. I will administer the ruler spankings
myself right now."
She felt the man walk towards the table. He placed his hand on her bare ass and
rubbed her slit. She jumped but his hand kept her in place.
"Very moist here Kelli...do you like this?"
Again she violently shook her head no but her pussy was betraying her. Jim
smiled...had he found another cunt that enjoyed this? Margaret had been a
natural and many other girls along the way had finally broken in.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
Four quick hits from the ruler came down directly on her bare slit. She screamed
and thrashed but did not move from her doggy position.
"Hold her feet Margaret...I'd hate for her to move and make me miss."
Kelli was wild in pain...she had never felt anything so hurtful. She felt hands
wrapping her bare ankles and then Fowdi's arm wrap around her middle.
"Okay darling, six more and then on to the regular punishment."
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
The naked girl was crying out in pain and humiliation. The pain shot through her
body, starting at her vagina and moving up and down her legs and torso.
"Okay Kelli, two more."
SPLAT! SPLAT! The girl cried out and then felt it, a finger pressing into her
sensitive lips...the pain and frustration caused her to react to it and the most
powerful orgasm she had ever had coursed through her body. Her body tensed and
then shook from the strain...her pussy was so wet that it was leaking down her
leg and pooling around her knees on the table.
"Good girl...an orgasm right off the bat...certainly sooner than most, right
Margaret," Fowdi said laughing. The humiliation was complete for Kelli...her
sobs were now racking her body instead of the waves of orgasm...she could not
believe she had just cum in such a degrading fashion...her boss had barely put
his fingers inside of her slit and she had cum with a power she had never known.
"Okay Margaret, please show in the directors," the man said, wiping his wet
finger off on her bare ass.
"No, please Mr. Fowdi, please no one else has to see me like this," she begged.
"Oh please, nearly everyone in the company and the street saw your ass and pussy
today dear," the man said calmly. "These are just our highest ranking
administrators."
As he spoke, roughly nine men came walking in. Several were in full suits but
some just in their dress shirts. They all eyed the nude girl's form with
admiration and disdain.
One sniffed the air dramatically. "I see you have already started Jimmy," he
said. "This one came already huh?"
The men all laughed, leading her to more humiliation.
"Yep, 10 smacks on the puss and just finger penetration and she was bucking like
a bull. Thank God I was holding her waist and Margaret had her ankles. Though
the table is pretty wet now."
The laughter continued, making Kelli feel like a little girl who had done
something wrong. "Now, Miss Matthews, you have earned 115 swats on the bare ass.
We have 10 men here...each of us will get 11 hits. Margaret will get the last
four."
The secretary standing in the corner gasped. She had been at several of these
but had never been asked to participate.
Kelli was a quivering mess...the orgasm had blown her mind and now the thought
of the pain of 115 swats on her bare ass were more than she could handle. She
felt the men move towards her and then someone started to spank her ass. She
lost track of the hits as her screams echoed throughout the large room. She knew
that they each took more than 10 but had no way of really knowing. Finally each
of the men had spanked her ass, which felt like it was on fire. Hardly any had
chosen to spank her thighs but those that did had left a mark.
Her hair was matted on her forehead despite the temperature in the room being
around 50. She had exerted enough energy to get heat flowing. Her ass was a
fiery red and she knew that it would hurt to sit...even the cold air blowing on
it was causing discomfort.
"Now Margaret, give the last four please...and do not be gentle or we can do a
round with you on the table."
It was the first time that anyone had alluded to Margaret's lower stature in the
room. Kelli barely noticed it but Margaret sure did...she had endured more than
her fair share of sessions on this very table and would avoid it at all costs.
She placed her hand on the girl's sore ass, causing Kelli to wince. Then she
brought her hand down with precision, right on the left cheek.
"OH God, no, please Margaret no."
The sound of the girl's voice broke the woman up...she knew the feeling and
hated having to be one of the people causing the pain. But she had her own
problems to worry about.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! She brought her hand down on each cheek in rhythm and the
punishment was over.
The girl was quivering and sobbing...the pain was intense but the relief at the
event being over was foremost in her mind.
"Now Kelli, thank everyone for your punishment."
Thank them, she thought. I hate them all! Instead she said, "thank you everyone
for punishing me."
The men all started laughing and left the room. With the body heat gone, Kelli
instantly felt the drafts playing havoc on her nude body and started to shiver.
She also felt her pussy dripping down her thighs.
"Okay Miss Matthews...you are done for the day. Margaret, help Kelli down and
let her get dressed. See you tomorrow Miss Matthews."
Fowdi left the room, leaving the nude girl alone with the secretary. "Kelli, I
am so sorry I had to do that. But it was an order and you will learn that it is
not good to disobey an order, especially from Jim Fowdi."
The girl sniffled some of the remnants of her tears and winced as her legs
stretched out and she stood. The punishment had taken 45 minutes but it felt
like hours to the girl.
"Let's go and get your clothes...then you can dress and I can take you home. I
have a feeling you won't make it on the bus after your day."
The two women exited the cold conference room and Kelli was instantly glad to
feel the heat of the hallway. Normally this would have been drafty but not after
the conference room. She walked silently behind Margaret, who grabbed the blouse
and bra that Kelli had left in a pile on the floor outside the room. The
secretary went into the storage closet and grabbed the box of clothes. Slowly,
painfully, Kelli pulled on her bra and blouse, wearing as much cover as she had
all day.
With an anguished groan she bent over and pulled her skirt up. She cried out in
agony as the skirt reached her waist and she buttoned and zipped it up. She then
slid her feet into her heels and was dressed again.
"Okay, time to go," Margaret said, handing Kelli her purse. "Tomorrow's another
day."
