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I heard something that sounded vaguely like, "I’m really, really sorry!"
I did not tear her panties off as I had her pantyhose. I left them just as they were – for the moment. Instead, I walked around to the front of the desk, pulled one of the client chairs over and sat in front of Nadine. Her head was hanging down and her hair was now partially disarrayed, though the clip still held some of it in place. She was still crying and sniffling as she tried to breathe through her nose. There were a few dark spots on the rug where her tears – and possibly her snot – had fallen, and her glasses were a few feet beyond that.
Her purse was on the small table beside her desk, leaning against her computer monitor. I stood again long enough to reach over and grab it, then bent down to retrieve her glasses before sitting again. I rummaged through her purse and found some tissues, then put it on the floor beside my chair.
"Oh…look at you," I said sympathetically, reaching out to cup her chin in one hand and lift her head so she could look at me. "It must be very hard to breathe like that. Here…"
And with my free hand I plucked the blue silk panties from her mouth and draped them on my lap. She took a huge gulp of air through her mouth, and then another, while I smoothed her hair behind her ears and used a tissue to clean her face, finishing up by holding another tissue to her nose, pinching it slightly, and telling her to blow, which she did, noisily.
When I took the tissue away and tossed it in the wastebasket, then carefully replaced her glasses on her nose, she continued to stare at me, half-wonderingly, half-fearfully, as if she couldn’t believe that the same man who had done all these horrifying things to her was the same one who was now treating her so tenderly. I returned her gaze with one of friendly affection and said softly, "Do you understand what’s happening, Nadine? Do you know why you’re tied to your desk like this? Why I had to stuff these panties in your mouth and give you such a terrible spanking?"
She was calmer by then, though still somewhat in shock, and after a moment she tried to nod - before realizing that in her current position, with her chin resting in my hand, it wasn’t really possible. She did manage to speak, though she had to do so through her teeth, more or less: "B-czz I din’t…do what you shaid." Her eyes sought mine, desperately hoping that she’d given the right answer.
I smiled and gave her an encouraging nod. "That’s part of it, of course, though I understand that what happened yesterday was too much for you emotionally, and that’s why you ignored my instructions, and why…" I raised one eyebrow. "…you’re dressed like an ex-nun today."
At this she blushed a deep red, and actually managed to give me a sheepish little grin. I smiled back and continued, "But that’s not the main reason this is happening, Nadine." Her look became anxious as I went on. "The real reason this is happening is because…" I leaned forward then, and kissed her, a long and tender kiss. Then I drew back just enough to look into her eyes and finished, "…it’s what you want. And you know it, Nadine."
Her eyes went wide and she tried to speak but I placed my fingertips on her lips. "You need time to think things over. So I’m going out for a while." I tapped her mouth with my fingers. "Open."
I released her jaw and without hesitation she allowed her mouth to fall open. And she didn’t seem all that surprised when I stuffed her blue panties back in. She looked at me for a long moment, but finally couldn’t continue holding her head up without my support and slowly let it fall.
I rummaged through her purse until I found her cellphone, then opened it and brought up the camera function. I looked at Nadine on the screen, but the pose wasn’t quite right. I got up and went behind her desk again. On the wall behind where she normally sat were several shelves of books, most having to do with real-estate law. I took down two of the very largest and thickest and stacked them on the desk next to Nadine. Then I wormed my hand and arm beneath her stomach and lifted her up just high enough – as Nadine grunted in surprise - to shove the two books sideways under her stomach and hips before releasing her and stepping back.
As I had guessed, Nadine would now have to either rest her weight on the books – which couldn’t be comfortable for long – or else stand on her toes to relieve the pressure, which would also become tiring very quickly. She would have to alternate. More importantly, her ass was now nicely raised in the air. I slipped my fingers under the elastic of her cotton panties at the leg-holes and drew the fabric up tightly between her cheeks, leaving the spanking-reddened skin exposed. Much better.
Nadine was trying to speak, undoubtedly wanting to know what I was doing, but I ignored her, even as I went around to the front again to quickly check in the camera that Nadine’s pose was now correct, which it was. Then I went back behind the desk, taking something from my pocket as I went.
I slid my free hand between her legs, slowly, cupped her pussy through her panties, and gave her a little squeeze. Nadine squirmed in my hand and moaned. "Your panties are very, very moist, Nadine," I said softly. "I wonder why that is?" Nadine moaned again and mumbled through her gag.
I removed my hand and hooked one finger through the elastic at the crotch of her panties, pulling it up just long enough to slide in the item from my pocket, which was small enough and of the proper shape to slide partway into her pussy when I released my hold on her panties.
Now everything was ready. I returned to my seat in front of Nadine, picked up her phone and got the camera focused on her.
Then I punched in the numbers to call my own phone, which was set to ‘Vibrate’ - and currently residing in the crotch of Nadine’s panties.
Nadine had again let her head hang down, but when the phone went off her entire body jerked and her head snapped up as she gasped. My timing was excellent and I got exactly the picture I was hoping for: Nadine, her expression a shocked mixture of pleasure and dismay, eyes wide and staring into the camera, her glasses askew and half-way down her nose, hair falling untidily around her face, blue silk panties spilling out of her mouth. And rising like distant hills in the background, slightly out of focus, her well-spanked ass. Perfect.
I let it ring a few more times just to enjoy watching her writhe, then disconnected. Nadine collapsed in relief. I dug her keys out of her purse, then leaned down, straightened her glasses again and kissed her on the forehead. "I’ll be back in a while," I said. "I’ll be thinking of you."
I walked over to the window and with one jerk raised the blinds nearly all the way to the top. Nadine tried to cry out and shook her head violently from side to side, though she must have known she was on the top floor of the tallest building on the square, so there was little danger of her being seen. I smiled at her efforts, then said, "Just so you can watch for me."
I blew her another kiss and walked out, closing the door behind me and checking to make sure it had locked.
I was hungry. Time for dinner.
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