John's been a real pain in the office. That is until recently.
John is a young guy, in his 20's, who has this superior attitude. You know the type. The kind of guy who thinks everyone else is ridiculous-thinks that he's the most sensible guy around.
Most of the people on the staff were gone, and I was finishing up a memo. I get up and head toward the door to get to the bathroom. I walk past John's desk. Out of the corner of my eye I see an image coming up on his screen. I turn to get a better look, and there's a nude, busty woman coming up on his screen. Wow, here's my chance to discipline him. The bathroom can wait.
I move quickly to the cabinet by my desk and pulled out the digital camera. I move the lever over to record, and I'm pleased to hear that the batteries are still good. I move quickly over to his desk. I guess to him his porn is like those potato chips....one is just not enough. He pulls up another busty woman.
I move behind him, see the back of his head in my viewfinder, and see the woman from his screen next to his head in my viewfinder. I click. Shocked by the noise, he turns around. I click again. He's startled by the sound. I moved quickly to my desk and locked my camera in my cabinet.
"You got me. Thank God it wasn't someone else, someone not as cool."
"John, I'm going to let you in on something. You're a real pain, and I'm not alone in thinking that. You ridicule everyone, and it's you who should be ridiculed now."
"Go ahead, Dave. Ridicule me. I deserve it. Just let me have the film."
"Film? What film? It's a digital camera. I have the image, and I don't have to wait for developing."
"Please erase it, Dave. I'm begging you. Do whatever you want, but please erase what you've got."
"Well, I was planning on punishing you this way. There is another way out though."
"Okay. What is it? Anything would be better than having you use that picture against me."
"How 'bout if I use my force against you."
"What do you mean?"
"I want to spank your ass."
"What!"
"John....the evidence is _d_a_m_n_ing. If you prefer that I use...."
"Okay. If you want to spank me, I'll just have to...."
"John. You know I'm gay. Everyone in the office knows it. Bet you never knew I'm into spanking, though. I've wanted your ass for the longest time. Now. let's go to the conference room."
We move to the room, and I close the shutters and lock the door.
John looks very hot, in his French blue shirt, smart looking tie, beige double pleated wool slacks, nice cuffs, black tassel shoes.
"John....bend over and grab your ankles."
John does. I can't believe how shiny and silky that wool material is, stretched taut again his beefy butt cheeks.
"Wait a minute John. Get up a minute. Loosen your tie. We'll be awhile."
He loosens it a bit and pulls the collars away, revealing his undershirt.
"Grab those ankles again."
There it is again, that stretched material grabbing those awesome cheeks of his. I can see that movement over and over, all day long.
Glad someone left a clipboard in the room. I grab it.
"Here it comes John. One."
I whack him. He's not expecting the force, and almost falls down. He slowly goes back into position.
"Two."
I whack him again.
He lets out a whimper.
I set the board aside.
"Three."
I hit his right ass cheek with my hand, right were the button is.
"Ow."
"Two more John."
"Five."
I hit his left ass check, right were the button is.
"Last one. Six."
I hit his right ass cheek again.
John starts to get up.
"Hey!"
"What? That's it."
"I'll tell you when it's over. Get back down."
He does.
God I love to see that material stretch across those globes. I go over and proceed with my plan to humiliate him.
"John, do you know why I was walking by your desk?"
"No Dave. Why?"
I pull my _d_i_c_k_ out of my fly.
"I had to take a leak."
I let a hot stream go against his globes.
"Hey!" He yells, as my piss marks his rear end and legs.
I cut my piss off, so as not to stink up the room.
"John, walk in front of me to my desk."
He does. I follow him, enjoying the work of art on his behind.
"What are you John?"
"What?" he asks.
"Tell me what you are!"
"An asshole?"
"Right answer."
We go to my desk. I unlock the cabinet and pull out my camera. I let him see the evidence. He sees me hit the erase button. We hear the click and we see the image disappear.
The workplace is now a much better environment because of John's attitude adjustment.