Some time ago I corresponded with a woman who made and sold BDSM furniture, among many other accomplishments. She lived in a compound with in a polyamorous relationship with her partner(s) with part-time and full time slaves; she quite a tale to tell. I won’t tell it here as I have no reason to assume that her story was for public consumption and I have since lost touch with her.

But recently I read an account of a totally up front woman with seemingly boundless confidence who was very much cut from the same mould.

Tammy was 24 when she went to work for Madeline a 40-something property developer.

She wrote, “I was totally in awe of Madeline when I met her, she seemed everything I wanted to be. Her clothes, her confidence, her beauty, well I felt awkward next to her. When she offered me a job as an executive assistant and trainee developer I jumped at the chance. The money was good and she even advanced me a small loan to buy a good car.”

“She made it clear from the get go that she was a spanker and that if I messed up she would give a bare bottom spanking that would make me cry. She was absolutely clear about the last part. She also said it was okay to screw up as that was how we learned, she almost hoped I would as she liked spanking and she told me I had a good ass for it.”

“When I signed the agreement I thought it wouldn’t actually happen, I wasn’t even sure it was legal, but if it came to it I wondered how bad could it be?”

The story gets long and involved and mostly dwells on her brilliant career over the next few weeks. Then she meets Carrie, a girl who either is or isn’t Madeline’s girlfriend. Tammy is jealous anyway. Until…

“When I arrived I saw Carrie’s car and my heart sank. I thought I would get some alone time with Madeline about the project and what a project. Carrie was always bitching about something and turning up when it was obvious Madeline was expecting her. I still didn’t know their exact relationship, but then that was Madeline all over.”

“The house was a bit run down, but big, I mean really big with these really cool big windows with great views over the valley. I could see the potential. Then I saw the bags and Carrie’s dumb trademark coat just lying on the floor. I heard the yelling before I had gotten through the door.”

“When I found them I couldn’t believe my eyes. Carrie was sprawled over Madeline’s lap with her denims and panties tangled around her ankles. Madeline was going at her bare butt with a big old brush and man was that girl’s ass real red. Carrie was yelling and mouthing off, crying a bit too, while Madeline was yelling back about how she had had enough. Neither saw me for a minute and when they did Madeline just grinned. Carrie on the other hand went maniac and screamed that I should get out. Madeline told me to stay.”

“After that Carrie bawled like a little kid and her bottom was about as dark red and marked up as I have ever seen, well I had never actually seen a spanked butt before but this was out there.”

“At this point I hadn’t been spanked so I was surprised how long the spanking lasted. Also by Carrie’s reaction, I mean after the yelling, she went all quiet and just cried as she said sorry. It was a total attitude change. She was so wigged out when Madeline made her stand in the corner, in full view of one of those big windows yet. Carrie went like a lamb.”

“It was about three weeks later that I finally screwed up big time. I knew I was for it when Madeline met me at her office with that big brush in her hand. She says, ‘remember what happened to Carrie?’”

“I nodded dumbly.”

“You going to give me any trouble?”

“I kind of gulped and shook my head. Then she put the brush down and laid out my mistakes and what we had to do to sort it. Among some other stuff I had put 2011 on some lisense applications instead of 2012. I was totally busted.”

“You agreed, she said and picked up the brush again. I nodded and when she told me I took down my own pants and let her take across her knee. I was curious about it, but not that curious. My panties came down anyway and the she let me have it.”

“I can’t really describe the rest. It hurt real bad, worse than I thought and even when I begged and bawled she took no notice. I was spanked for maybe 20 minutes, maybe more. Then she put me in the corner for a long cry. I spent the afternoon bare below the waist making calls to various people to make application amendments or apply for fresh documents. I was so embarrassed, but Madeline smiled and said I had a good butt.”

“That was not the last time she spanked me, it happened a lot after that, but usually I had it coming. I even got to see Carrie spanked again. I know now that Carrie is kind of a professional brat that Madeline ‘adopted.’ She has another girlfriend, not me sadly, I am just the well spanked assistant. My own girlfriend thinks I am totally mad, but the money is good and I kind of want it I guess.”

Story edited from several contributions on FemForum.