Lorelei stepped into her shower; she had just got off with the phone with Mr. Prince and needed a release. Just talking to him started her juices flowing and this time even more so as she kept wondering what was going to happen to her for not stopping by to say hello when she drove through his home town.  Lorelei’s eyes popped open; she knew how she was going to make it up to him.

Throwing a towel around herself; she dashed into her bedroom to find her digital recorder. After checking it for battery life and an SD card, she placed it on the bathroom counter facing the shower. A quick trip to the kitchen and some creative carving and soon she had a nice ginger anal plug. Taking a deep breath, she hit the record button and stepped in front of the camera. She let the towel first fall off her 36Cs and then past her hips. She paused for a second as the towel got to her pubic hair; Lorelei always kept her bush trimmed and this time it was in the landing strip design. With a quick snap for her wrist, the towel went sailing through the air. After giving the camera several seconds to capture her full frontal view, she turned and stepped back into the shower.

Taking the bottle of body wash, she held it up over her breasts and squeezed; a thick stream of white soap sprayed across her tits. Giving the camera a knowing smile, she begins to slowly the soap up into a lather using small circular motions. Grabbing the sponge, she started to work the later all over; up one arm then the other, around her neck and the back to her chest. Pushing the sponge under each breast caused them to sway and then she blew him a kiss. Teasing him as to what might come later. Moving lower, she next ran the sponge over her tummy then down her right leg and up the left. Facing the camera, Loreli spreads her legs apart to give Mr. Prince a good view "I know you have been waiting for this part." she says to the camera. The sponge was pulled up over her lips and across her clit "MMMMMMM!" was all you could hear her say. Using her other hand, Loreli spreads her lips apart and continues to clean herself with the sponge. Her hips start to move as she continues the show. "Oh my Prince…. I love it when you kiss me there." The sponge was all but forgotten now, her fingers move quickly upon her clit. Leaning back against the wall to keep from falling, Lorelei continued to finger herself and would stop playing with her clit only long enough to allow a finger to sink deep into her pussy. She was constantly moaning now, eyes shut, enjoying a world of her own making. "MY PRINCE" she screamed out as her orgasm took her; she allowed herself to slide to the floor with her fingers still deep inside her. After the waves of pleasure had subsided, she opened her legs wide and slowly withdrew her fingers. Bringing her hand up to her mouth, she sucks her fingers clean of her own juices. Thinking of him being there, she looks into the camera lens as if it was his eyes. She holds his gaze as she finishes getting every last drop of her essence off her fingers. "Now for my punishment Sir." Turning so her bottom now faced the camera, she took the ginger plug and with her other hand spread her cheeks wide apart. Slowly the tip of the ginger plug made contact with her rosebud and she jumped a little from how cold it was from being in the refrigerator. Pushing slowly, the plug worked its way inside her until she had it all the way in to its' base. Taking a deep breath, she stood up and turned back to the camera. A tingling sensation had started in her bottom and she started to take note that was getting hotter which each passing second. Looking into the camera she smiled a said "This ginger won't come out till you get home and remove it yourself. I have been a very naughty girl and this is my punishment."

She hit the stop button on the camera and immediately went to download it onto her computer. Attaching the file to an e-mail to Mr. Prince, she wrote "It is critical that you see this before your 2:00 pm board meeting!!! Lorelei" Lorelei smiled at the thought of how worked up he would be and trying to concentrate at the meeting. Deciding to make sure she didn't chicken out and remove the plug early, she got up onto the bed and placed her ankles in the cuffs that attached to each side of the bed, forcing her to lay there spread eagle and then she handcuffed her hands to the headboard. Laying there she could really feel the fire that had built in her backside. Tears starting to form in her eyes, but that was not the only place she was leaking,,, pussy juice was slowing dripping down her inner thighs and onto the bed. "God I hope he sees that e-mail and doesn't have to stay late!" she says to herself and she looks at the clock and notices only 5 minutes have passed since the climbed on the bed.

As soon as Mr. Prince walked into the house, Tammy could tell something was wrong. "Rough day?" she asked.

"Terrible!" he said, "The idiots in the Legal Department have screwed up the wording in one of our contracts and we may be on the line for a multi-million dollar loss because of them."

"Yikes!" she exclaimed, then she smiled at him and said "Make yourself a drink then come up stairs and tell me about it while I finish up getting dressed before we head out to dinner."

Mr. Prince just nodded and turned to the bar as Tammy hurried up the stairs. Reaching for his bottle of Dalmore whiskey, he poured himself a stiff drink took a sip and then started to follow her up to the bedroom.

As Mr. Prince opened the door the site that greeted him almost made him drop this glass. Tammy was lying on the bed with her feet up in the air with nothing more than her shoes and a smile on.

"Let me help you work out your frustrations my Prince, use me however you want, l am here for you!" and with saying that she spread her legs some to give him a view of her freshly trimmed pussy.

Mr. Prince drained his glass and never took his eyes off her as he placed the glass down, walking over to the bed he un-zipped his fly and his cock sprang out as he was already hard from seeing her laid out so for him. Tammy’s hand was now between her legs and she was rubbing herself as not only was she turned on herself, but she also knew he loved to see her do that. Mr. Prince was now standing at the edge of the bed and was finishing undressing as he watched the show.

Grabbing her ankles, he pulled her legs wide apart and he could see her pussy glistening with her juices waiting for him to take. The day he had, had left him in no mood for niceties so he just lined the tip of his cock with her opening and shoved himself all the way into her.

"YES, my Prince." she called out "Let me help you, take me! I am your little slut!"

He started moving in and out of her, slamming into her again and again as he worked his frustrations out. Tammy smiled to herself, she loved that she was able to help her man, to calm him down as only a woman can. She placed a hand behind each knee and pulled herself wider allowing him deeper access.

"Give it to me my Prince she yelled, fuck your slut good and hard!"

Mr. Prince stopped moving and then bent over her to place a hand under each of her shoulders. He lifted her off the bed and then spun his own body; this caused him to fall on the bed with her body now on top of his. Tammy’s eyes were wide from the sudden change of position, but she loved when he manhandled her and this only made her want him more.

She got on her knees and straddled him, she was just about to start riding him when he said "Oh no my dear, I have something else in mind for this evening." With that he reached over to the night stand and grabbed the small bottle of lubrication and started to apply it to his cock. Tammy was now a little nervous, her backdoor was still virginal and she didn’t know what to expect. She jumped a little as his finger started to apply some lubricant to her hole.

Mr. Prince looked up at her and said "Ride me cowgirl and we will take the back roads this time."

She nodded to him as she started to lower herself onto his waiting cock; she hesitated for a second as the tip started to push against her rosebud. She kept on lowering herself and then all of a sudden the head popped into her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out as a sudden jolt of pain raced through her bottom. Mr. Prince just held still allowing her to get used to him being inside her bottom.

"Slowly sweetie" he told her "Just ease yourself down a little at a time."

She kept slowly lowering herself onto him, the pain lessened as finally got all of him into her tight ass. She started to rock back and forth, while there was still some pain as she began to ride him, it was what she considered a good pain, a kind that makes you realize you are alive. "MMMMMMM" she moaned deep in her throat has he started to move his hips to push in and out of her. Pleasure was now starting to replace the pain and a feeling that she was totally full of cock, his cock made her smile as she picked up the pace also. His hands reached back and spread her cheeks wide and he thrust even harder into her tender backside.

"I am yours My Prince." she said to him "Let me feel your hot seed deep inside me."

Mr. Prince was now playing with her tits, his eyes firmly locked on those magnificent DDDs she had. "As you wish My Lady." he responded and thrust one more time hard and deep into her ass and as he did he shot his load deep into her bowels. He was groaning as he continued to slowly move in and out of her.

Tammy could feel his load being sent deep into her bottom and that feeling was just what she needed to send her over the edge as well. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" she cried out loudly as a large orgasm coursed through her body. She fell forward onto his chest as spasms of pure pleasure continued to pulse from her groin.

He wrapped his arms around here and whispered into her ear "Thank you baby, with you around I can face the worst of days. Tammy just stayed right where she was, enjoying the feeling of his arms wrapped around her as well as the feeling of his cum dripping out her ass and down to her pussy.

The little princess was quite content to fall asleep right where she was.

     Tammy was sitting outside "His" office again for wearing the short black leather skirt which was against company policy. Butterflies were flying around in her stomach as she waited the door to open.  This was the third time this month she had violated the dress code and Mr. Prince was not one to suffer disobedience within his company. Her feet started to tap in rhythm with the clock; each passing second caused the tension to build as she awaited her fate.

     The door swung open and out strode, Mr. Prince. Tammy looked up and caught his eyes, but all she could concentrate on was the sneer on his face. At 6’4", Mr. Prince towered over her and at this moment she wanted to be anywhere else but here. "Ms. Rausch" he said "Please step inside and have seat." He followed her back into the room and she felt herself jump as the door clicked shut. She watched him walk around his large oak desk and take a seat. He then leaned forward with his elbows on the desk and fingers touching. Looking straight at her he began "Ms. Rausch this is the third time this

month you have violated our dress code. By policy I should have you packing up your desk and escorted out of this building." Tammy looked up, the butterflies seemed to have tripled in her stomach, "I..I don’t want to lose my job, sir. I like working here and I am good at what I do." Mr. Prince held her gaze a full 30 seconds before responding. Such eyes she had, full of life and intelligence he thought. "I have looked at your employee file Ms. Rausch and the only reason you are not out the door is that your immediate

supervisor is very impressed with your work to date and is looking to promote you. I however; cannot have one of my employees flaunting the rules." He let that sink in a moment and then asked her "Do you wish to stay employed with us?" "Yes sir, I do." she replied while nodding her head.

     "You realize I cannot let three violations go unpunished, the other employees would think discipline has gone right out the window if I do." Tammy just nodded, not sure what to say at this point. "As you are dressed more like a school girl then a businesswoman, I feel some sort of corporal punishment is needed." Tammy’s eyes got wide and her mouth dry, "Corporal Punishment, Sir?" she whispered back, not believing what she just heard. "That is correct, a bare bottom spanking and I should think ten swats for each offense to start with." Tammy’s knees started to shake, she had often thought of being spanked, but that was all in her fantasies, this was real and now! Mr. Prince then stood up and walked over to her side of the desk. He looked down at her and said "If you consent to this punishment, stand up facing my desk, raise your skirt to your hips and lower your panties to your knees."

Whatever was in Tammy’s stomach was no longer butterflies and she had trouble getting up from the chair. Looking him straight in the eye, she nodded and turned towards the desk. She grabbed the bottom of your leather skirt and pulled it up; she paused only a second as she bared her bottom to receive the spanking. Mr. Prince approved of the way she accepted her consequences as well as the lovely feminine bottom she presented to him. He paused only a second longer to admire a small birthmark on your right cheek. She heard him approach, she could smell the oak wood she was draped across, she could feel the breeze from the fan blowing across her exposed bottom. This most of all brought her to the realization that she was actually going to be spanked like a naughty school girl!

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

She jumped at the first swat, no warning, no nothing just a burning sensation spreading across her cheeks as the first five were delivered.

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

She clinched her fists as the next five landed and felt the fire increased in her backside. "One down" he told her and then he was back at work

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

She was starting to really squirm now; this was nothing like what she fantasized about.

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

"Two down" she heard him comment, but she didn’t know if she could handle another set. Her bottom felt like it was on fire. She closed her eyes tight and waited for the next set.

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww…aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she cried out and felt her knees about to buckle, but she held on, not willing to give in to the pain.

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

     She swooned, felt herself start to fall; then two strong arms grabbed her and pulled her up to him. She was being held close and was aware of his scent as he hugged her tightly. She then heard him whisper into her ear "You handled yourself well my dear, your slate has been wiped clean." He then held her close till she was able to compose herself. She took this time to think about what just happened and how she felt. Alive and cared for went through her mind; here was someone who took the time to pull her back in line when she went astray because he saw something special within her.

     He released her so she could adjust her clothes and she was able to see in his mirror that her bottom was a bright red color. She grinned to herself as she thought of how it felt to be in his arms and the caring she felt while being held; "You know" she thought "Spankings aren’t so bad."

     "Ms. Rausch" he said "You may take the rest of the day and return tomorrow ready to work."

    
     Tammy opened the door and then turned back and replied "Yes, My Prince."

 Tammy has been losing weight lately and she is feeling sexy so she decided to get into that little black dress that now fit again and hit the town.  Mr. Prince would not be home till late so she decided to head out on her own and see what trouble she could create.  After a quick shower and some make up, Tammy zipped the dress up and looked in the mirror and nodded in approval at what she saw.  

“Better not bend over though.” she thought to herself.  Going without panties gave her a rush and made her feel all the more sexy.

Not wanting to waste any time, she got in her car and headed down town to her favorite pub, MacKenzie’s.  Heads turned as she walked in and took a seat at the bar.  There were many single men at the pub and it was not long before one approached and offered her a drink.  They exchanged small talk and she was enjoying flirting with others there as well.  Before long a small crowd and gathered around her all vying to get and keep her attention. She smiles at one, touches the arm of another and laughs at another’s’ joke.  She is having a fabulous time and loves being the center on attention.

The door to the pub opens and all conversation quiets as the new patron enters.  Standing at 6’4” and wearing his kilt with all his Scottish regalia, Mr. Prince commands the attention of all.  He scans the room slowly and finds what he is looking for.  He walks over to the bar; nodding at those he passes along the way.  He comes up to the throng gathered around Tammy; they part for him as he nears.  He says nothing, just holds out his arm.  She lowers her gaze and blushes for she knows he is undressing her with his eyes.  She slips her hand about his arm and as they walk off he nods to the men that had gathered around her.

Not saying a word to her, he leads her back to his car in the parking garage.  They reach the car and he places his hand on her back between her shoulders and pushes her down till she is lying across the hood.  He lifts her dress, exposing her bottom for anyone that might be passing by to see.

SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT, SWAT…

He continues to spank her bottom till she is sobbing and her bottom a bright red.  She can’t believe how hot her bottom feels and the sting is making her legs shake.  Then she feels a hand slide up between her legs and start to play with her pussy.  He gently moves his finger back and forth between her lips.

“MMMMMMmmmmmmm” she moans.

He stops touching her and she looks back to see him lifting up the front of his kilt.  Her eyes lock on to his cock and notices that he is fully erect.  She opens her legs a little more to allow him access.  He does not hesitate, but pushes all the way into her.  He starts moving in and out of her quickly, slamming into her sore bottom with each thrust.  Her brain receives mixed signals from her body; her bottom already sore from the spanking screamed as he pushed into her, but her pussy loved the attention and was sending signals of ecstasy.  She feels her head being pulled back “YESSSSSS” she screams as he grabs a

handful of hair.  He pulls back more and lets out a grunt has he shots his load deep inside her.  Cum is running out of her pussy and down her thighs as he pulls her dress back into place.

Pulling her up from the car hr turns her around and takes her in his arms and kisses her deeply. 

“Murphy’s?” he asks and he escorts her back to her car to continue the evening.

Since that fateful afternoon when Mr. Prince had spanked Tammy, he could not get her out of his mind.  The dignity and strength she had shown in accepting her punishment had amazed him and then there was her bottom.  Oh what a bottom she had! He had admired its’ shape before he had started the spanking and was again amazed at the softness of her skin as each swat connected.  Then when he was holding her close to comfort her, he could smell her perfume.  Its’ aroma was intoxicating, but there was something else, something primal mixed in with it.  Then it hit him, it was her scent he could smell.  Tammy had become aroused during the spanking.

Tammy was back at work and her wardrobe conformed to the company dress code to a “T”.  Throughout the course of the day, her work would take her by Mr. Prince’s office and a secret smile would appear on her face as she remembered her “lesson.”  Mr. Prince had made an impression on her and not just on her backside.  She would stare at his door and long to have his arms around her, to feel his strength as he held her, but every time she had these thoughts, reality would come crashing in, “What would a Prince want with a scullery girl?” she would tell herself.

As is often the case at most offices, overtime is sometimes needed to get a project done before a deadline and Mr. Prince had requested that Tammy’s team stay.  As the work progressed into the evening, Mr. Prince noted the diligence at which she completed her tasks and found himself watching her more and more as the night went on.  At one point she turned and saw him looking at her, they locked eyes for a moment and then he smiled at her.  Those butterflies returned with a vengeance and she felt her pulse quicken.  She gave him a quick smile and got back to work.

With the project finally complete the team headed home.  Tammy jumped into her BMW and when she went to start it…..nothing.  Again and again she tried, but it would not start.  She looked up and the lot was empty and a feeling of dread started to come over her.  “Where am I going to get help at this time of night?” she thought.  Just then out of the executive garage came Mr. Prince.  With a sigh of relief she started to wave him down.

Mr. Prince rolled down the passenger side window and called out “Problems?”  Tammy leaned down to talk and in the process gave him a view of lace covered breasts.  “Magnificent!” he thought and then quickly looked up to catch her eyes.  “Yes” she replied, “It just won’t start.”  Mr. Prince unlocked the door “Get in” he said, “I’ll give you a lift home, you won’t get anybody out here tonight.”  “Thank you!” Tammy exclaimed as she got in and flashed him a smile “I appreciate you helping me out.”  Mr. Prince grinned back “Well I can’t leave a lovely lady in distress now can I?”

The drive to her place was filled with small talk as she guided him through the streets.  It was hard to tell in the dim light, but she could have sworn that he was looking at her the entire drive home.  She was becoming a little flush from the attention and was glad to have the cover of darkness to hide behind.  The drive seemed shorter than usual, but there was her complex.  As the car came to a stop, he reached out and took her hand; bringing it up to his lips he softly kissed it.  Stunned by what just happened, she was even more surprised to hear herself asking if he would like to come up. He smiles at her, pulls her to him and kisses her on the mouth, she has her answer.

The ride up the elevator was spent in each other’s arms, by the time they got to her floor the kissing had gotten rather serious and he was squeezing her bottom.  The elevator doors opened and Tammy was thankful that the hall was empty; she knew that if anyone saw her they would be able to tell how excited she was becoming.  They quickly entered her apartment and were once again locked in a lovers’ embrace.  She started to moan as he started to kiss her neck, starting from just below her right ear, he gentle nibbled down and back up to her left ear.  Needing more, she reached down and grabbed his crotch; she smiled wickedly and said “Follow me my Prince.”  Into her bedroom they went and as soon as they got there, she started to unbutton her blouse.  She could see he was mesmerized as each button popped. He started to reach forward, but she slapped his hand away saying “Ah Ah, not yet.”  He snatched his hand back and found he was getting harder as she continued to tease him.  Tossing her blouse to the floor, she reaches back and slowly released her tits from that unmerciful constraint she must wear each day.  She pushes her 42DDs together and slowly massages them all the while staring at him.  He cannot help himself at starts to rub his erection through his pants.  Seeing his reaction, Tammy takes one her nipples into her mouth and starts to suck on it.  Mr. Prince cannot sit idly by any longer; he pulls her over to him and starts to suck on the other nipple.  “YESSSS!” Tammy hissed between her teeth as she grabbed the back of his head to keep him right there.  He would switch from nipple to nipple, flicking it with his tongue then drawing it into his mouth to suck on it more.  Tammy grabbed his shirt and started to unbutton it, fair is fair after all and then began running her fingers through his chest hair.  “Ouccccchhhhhh!!” he cried has she pulled out a chest hair; she just smiled and pulled another one.  “Jeeezzzzzzzzzz!” he called out then reached behind her and patted her bottom saying “That is going to cost you!”

He pulled Tammy over his lap and started spanking her over her skirt; she was smiling as he continued to spank her bottom.  Not hard, but enough to get her attention.  SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.  Tammy’s eyes closed, she could feel the swats and she could feel her excitement grow as the spanking continued.  After about a minute of this he stopped.  Worried something was wrong, she opened her eyes and looked back at him only to see him lifting up the hem of her skirt.  She squeezed her thighs together so as not to show him how excited and wet the spanking was making her.  The spanking continued…. SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.  Red hand prints started to appear on her bottom and Tammy was now moaning and delighted in the sting each swat brought. “MMMMMMMMM, please sir, harder!” she requested.  Mr. Prince was more the happy to oblige her.  SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT, Tammy’s fists clinched tightly onto to the bed sheet, she could no longer keep her legs together.  She was building her way to an orgasm quickly.  Seeing her about to cum, Mr. Prince yanked her panties down and slid two fingers into her then began rubbing her clit.  Tammy suddenly clinched her legs together so tightly that he thought his wrist would break.  “Oh My God!” she shouted “More, please I need more!”  Mr. Prince continued to finger her and noticed that she was so wet that his pants were soaked.

Deciding to take a chance and with his fingers still coated her juices, he let his finger trace a path to her backdoor.  Tammy tensed up, not sure about this new sensation.  “Relax” she heard him say “Let us see if there are other ways you will also enjoy.”  Still not sure about this, but wanting this new found feeling to continue, she turned back around and spread her legs for him.  He pushed his finger forward and it meets resistance.  He gently increases the pressure and suddenly his finger slides into the first knuckle.  “Ohhhh“she says as she tries to relax.  Mr. Prince continues to slowly insert his finger into her bottom until it reaches the second knuckle.  “You okay?” he asks.  “Fine” she answers “Just feels….different.” Pushing again, his finger is now all the way in and he starts to back it out.  Tammy takes a deep breath and she feels him pulling out, it is like a slow burn she thinks to herself and then she feels him pushing back in a little faster this time.  He continues to finger her and she comes to realize that while it does hurt some, it is a good hurt and starts to match his thrusts by raising her hips in time to him.  Again she feels her excitement rising, her body is on fire.  She cums again and again, she cannot believe how alive she feels with this man.  He lays her on the bed and then spoons with her, holding her close to him, he whispers in her ear, “May this be the start of a wonderful relationship.”

Tammy feeling his erection pressing against her bottom; smiles and says “Yes, my Prince.”