I am Brett McCoy. My assistant, Jim Harding, just advised me that Chris Smith has been writing on this MMSA Stories site. I've read his rendition of the situation that exists.
I decided to write my version of this situation. I think Chris is making me out to be a terrible person. Please listen to my side of the story and email me back at Chris' email address (which I have control over now). I have been tough on Chris but I feel I am doing the right thing. We are in a small office, and because of the people here, and their discretion levels, I can run an office a little differently - even to the point of having someone who deserves it run naked in the office.
Anyways, a long time ago, I was looking for a job and, it is true that Chris recommended me for a job under his supervision here at the company. What Chris said there is so. You cannot imagine how authoritative he was with me - making me work late and always reminding me indirectly that he was the one responsible for my getting the job. I was the finance officer and he second-guessed everything I did. Not once when he went to lunch with our company president, Jeff Rand, did Chris invite me. I was actually calling him Mr. Rand. I almost had the impression that Chris thought I should call him Mr. Smith since he was the Sr. Vice President and I was only finance officer.
Two years ago, when I caught Chris doing something illegal, I told him about it and then never said another word. He knew that I could get him imprisoned for it if I wanted, but I never said anything. From that point on, Chris was sweetly nice to me and pretty much let me do what I wanted. The reason I got the job of Sr. Vice President and Chris was demoted to my job was because of my capabilities - even though Chris would have you believe I screwed him up in the eyes of Jeff. Jeff wanted to fire Chris altogether and I said that it would be best if Chris worked for me and stayed.
Chris was going to leave the company, and I said it would be best if he stayed and worked for me. I think he knew he better do what I preferred if he wanted to stay on this side of a prison cell (although I never actually said anything like that.) Granted, from Chris' previous behavior when he was supervising me, I did feel hostility. But it was justified. When Jeff started inviting me to play tennis, go to the health club, go to lunch (and didn't seem to want to include Chris), I figured it was fine since Chris had excluded me before anyway.
At the company picnic, I met Chris' wife Mary and the two of us clicked. We actually disappeared for about an hour - which was the first time we had _s_e_x_. I had been divorced for awhile. As you know, Chris is 36, I am 32. My assistant (formerly Chris' assistant) Jim is 24. Jim did a good job of covering for me for the last 10 months while Chris' wife and I were meeting (truthfully about 2 times a day) for _s_e_x_ -- lunchtime at their house (Chris never went home for lunch) and evenings. Jim was great about checking up on Chris when he was working late - which was almost always, thanks to the assignments I gave him. He wouldn't complain to Jeff under the circumstances (Jeff has no use for him anymore) and obviously he would have good reason to not cross me.
Basically, Chris was a fool. He never knew anything was going on - though a lot of others did. Finally, and you know one side of this story, last week I called Chris into the office after deciding (I had talked with Jim, Jeff, and Chris' next-door neighbor Brian - who used to like Chris and did borrow a lot of money from Chris). You have to remember that Chris is independently wealthy, really a spoiled brat. He says in his MMSA Stories stories that I am jealous of him. I guess I would have to admit that he is movie-star handsome (Warren Beatty 30 years ago look) with a perfect build. I have a more slightly-overweight heavy muscled build from playing football. And yes, I do use Chris as a tennis partner since he's a winner. Why not? It does help my status at the country club to win the tournament.
Chris doesn't really tell you how he's had this superiority complex. He thinks he's as smart as he is rich.
Anyways, I realized that it was time to stop sneaking around with Mary. Obviously, she considers me a better lover than Chris, and it was time that Mary and I forged ahead with a future. There was no point in being delicate about it. And I knew that if I didn't take a strong stand (really bite the bullet) that Chris would cause problems. Because of the overall situation, I had to do this all the way. Eventually, I will let Chris move ahead but it was important now - given the spoiled brat that he is - to make it clear he is not going to be hanging on, making decisions, or infringing on our lives. I'm not planning for him to have no contact with his sons, but Tim and Lewis will essentially be my sons now with some visitation with Chris. I feel bad about it, but I know if Mary and I don't really cut Chris off from his previous life (so to speak) and his financial goods and his options, then we'll never get any peace. I know it doesn't make me the best person in the world, but I know him and the situation, and you really don't. However, I will listen to advice from MMSA Stories readers if you send me email at the email address above, which, of course, I will be monitoring.
I must admit I did not expect our first session to go as well. I expected Chris to be throwing temper tantrums when I went cold turkey and told him everything. Jeff and Jim encouraged me to take a tough uncompromising stand (even tougher than I felt about it) - knowing that this was the only way we could get Chris where we wanted him. You cannot give him an inch or he'll always take a mile. So in reality, you have to go much much further than seems fair in order for him to get the point and cooperate. It's hard to explain.
Anyways, the first thing I told Chris was that he was to listen without saying a word to what I had to say. Jim was sitting there trying to keep a straight face. If he interrupted me before I gave him permission to speak, I would pick up the phone and call the police and have him handcuffed and put in prison and prosecuted for the financial improprieties that he knew I knew about and had documentation for. That did shut him up. When he started to speak once, I reached for the phone and to his credit he shut up until I had told him everything.
I also told him after he realized I really meant business that I would not continue telling him what the story was going to be until he stripped naked and handed everything - down to his watch and his underwear - to Jim to confiscate. With his clothes out of the room. Jeff was rehearsed to walk by the office and just make a comment in passing - much to Chris' embarassment - and just walk on. This confirmed to Chris that all of this was very real, and he had no options.
During that first meeting, Chris asked to use the bathroom in my office. I told him he could go down to the basement and use the janitor's locker-room bathroom. He said he would just use the public restroom down the hallway, and I said NO he would use the janitor's bathroom in the basement as I told him too. He was so taken aback and blushing that he wouldn't defy anything I said at that point. When he asked Jim for his clothes to wear down to the basement, I told him that his clothes were not available to him and in a minute I was going to get really angry. Jim walked him down and it was quite a sight.
We resumed our conversation. Somehow this bathroom thing reconfirmed that I was giving the instructions and Chris was doing the listening. At this point, I said before I continue he would fold his hands on top of his head and keep his legs spread. His blushing was priceless. When the naked employee heard me start with the fact that his wife and I had been in a _s_e_x_ual relationship for 10 months and the work he has been doing in the evenings and on the weekends has been to keep him out of the picture, I thought he would drop. I repeated if he made any comments, I was going ahead with my promise. Each time, his hands started to come off his head or his legs started to get put closer together, I gave him a last warning. If it happened again, my belt would come off and the rest he could figure out. This guy's never been spanked in his life, you can be sure.
You may know the rest. His nonnegotiable, not-to-be-discussed orders were that he would have no meetings or conversations with his wife, his boys would now also be under my supervision (and Chris could have a one-hour visit per week with Tim and Lewis, ages 12 and 14 - I don't know why Chris originally referred to them as 11 and 13). I've modified my plan about Chris' arrangements a little bit, but basically at this point he's living at the rooming house I found for him at no charge. He has a room that he shares with 9 other guys. It is at no charge because I arranged for him to be assigned chores and work in exchange. This is what the brat needs to get accustomed to doing.
We keep a pair of coveralls at the office and at the rooming house for him to where when in transport. For the most part, at least for now, everyone understands that he is to remain naked. Obviously, it is awkward for him, but it's the right way to go. If I didn't do this in an extreme way, he would be pestering everyone. This way, he does know we mean business.
All of his belongings - except some basic bathroom toiletries - are boxed up to be given away. If I let him get some clothes or things in the future, I'll get them then.
His money and assets and ownership of the house, cars, etc. etc. are being signed over to Mary and to me. I know this sounds tough but it's appropriate.
He doesn't deserve the country club membership so that's been signed over to my name. No health club. No lunches other than from our company vending machine and leftovers that others have had. This extreme measure is what he needs so that he understands there are people without all the luxuries that he's had without earning them.
It's a full stripping. Clothes. Possessions. Rights. Powers. And he may be stripped of his body hair - just to make the point. I will listen to advice from MMSA Stories readers about that and consider what they have to say. The hair grows back, I understand. It may make the point with him. Somehow his chest hair and other private hair seems to be incredibly important to him. That may be the very reason he should lose it.
The whippings are working. Knowing him, I am sure he would slide back into an entitled mindset without them. It's a humbling that he needs. I know I sound tough and sadistic but you have to tailor these things to the individual person.
Chris claims I am just trying to mar his "perfect body." Please trust me, that is not it. The results I get from putting him over my knee and from his grabbing his ankles and getting 100 hits with the belt, and bending over to clasp his knees to get the new paddle across his bottom are valuable. The best seems to be the whip. It breaks him. Yes, it does make marks, welts, black and blue, redness across his back thighs and butt - though it should. It's achieving the results and I can't get soft now.
And as for massaging his penus, it is very important that he understands this though he right now only views it as my being a total bastard. I must be a little critical with myself about the kind of dialogue I am having (rather monologue, since I don't let him speak, basically). He has had such a high opinion of himself for so long that it is important that he understand the symbolism. He has no control now over anyone else. Not me. Not the _s_e_x_ life of his wife and me. My penus and his wife's body are now connected. He has no say in the matter.
Further, Chris has no say about what happens to his own penus until I say he does - and that will not be for a very long time. I want him to appreciate the fact that he has no control - in contrast to all his past entitlement. When we refuse to let him jack off (or have _s_e_x_, obviously, since he's allowed no contact with other people except under our supervision), this is the most important disciplinary measure i could invoke. Every time he pants and huffs and puffs, I make sure that his arms are tied up or on his head under our supervision. Instead of shooting his load, we do the opposite. We very slowly rub his penus into a longer, harder state of erection. His heavy noises (that he could not possibly stop making) tell me that what we are doing is right.
For the first couple of days, I allowed Chris to beg and plead for me to shoot his load. And I must admit I miss hearing him say "Please, Brett, I'll do anything if you'll do it." Now, though, I realize that for strict discipline, I have to insist that he keep his mouth shut and not be allowed to talk even to that extent. When he still did it a couple of times, it was a perfect opportunity to justify a whipping.
He made a big mistake today. And I reacted perfectly. He He thought he had a card to play, so to speak. He came to me saying that he would only play in the tennis match (which he knew was important to me so we can win) if I met a couple of demands. Given the pathetic demands coming from a grown man, I almost in my mind gave into them. But I realized that if I gave Chris anythihng, it would never be over - like a little kid who knows he can manipulate him. Instead of giving in, I went the other way, not only refusing unequivocally to even consider letting him wear bikini underwear instead of going naked AND refusing to discontinue this little acrobatic thing we do about once a day where the personal trainer hangs Chris upside down with his feel tied so he's hanging naked from the ceiling with one of us making sure his penus is kept very long and very erect (and, of course, very dry). Had he not tried to bargain about it, I might have skipped it anyway. Chris brings out this kind of contrariness in a person.
As for whether I let Chris be dressed for the first few visits, at least, with his sons, I probably will let him wear something -- probably coveralls. I'm not ready for the boys to see his welts and have to explain the punishment he's getting. I wouldn't rule out shaving his body, but I'll wait awhile on that. I just don't know.
His coming in and making the demands resulted in an incredible whipping in a very embarassing position, which he had to stay in during the period when staff were coming in and out for our staff meeting. it also resulted in his being forced to walk back to his cubicle on all fours. various other positions and orders that he seems to have told you about.
A good thing came out of it. Thinking it was a bargaining chip, he admitted to another savings account, which tomorrow will be cleaned out and signed over by him to me. This control is an important part of his discipline.
If there is any disobedience in terms of his touching his penus - rather than holding out and keeping it hard, erect, and with an unshot load until i give permission (which will not be for awhile), then I am inclined to use the whip on the front - after erecting his penus as hard and long as possible. not sure i would do it. but he doesn't know that.
I told him, until further notice, he is to walk on all fours throughout the office - without letting his penus touch the floor. he's getting good with the yes, sirs and he's just getting to my office right now for an extra set of jumping jacks to do in front of the new employee. i told him given his behavior i would decide later whether he gets another 25 lashes with the whip. after the calisthenics, he can remain in position with his hands grasping his ankles bent over until i decide. I know I sound tough. MMSA Stories readers, you have experience with this. Please advise me how best to handle this. Thanks.
Brett