I couldn't bring myself to blame him because in a way I wanted to be punished. I wanted to see what he's got in mind. "I'm sorry daddy." I innocently said, biting onto my lip. "Tsk task tsk, Now you have to make it up to daddy." He says, pushing himself further away from his desk. "Come here, darling." He says, patting his lap. I nervously walked over to him, running my hands over my tight fitting dress. "Bend over." He commanded. I laid over his lap. It felt uncomfortable. I just didn't know what I had coming for myself. He roughly lifted my dress up as it bunched up at my waist. I could feel his fingers lightly run over my ass. "You've got a glorious ass baby. To bad it's about to get marked." He said as he gave me one hard spank. "Fuck." I says in a shaky breath, gripping onto his ankle. "I want you to count each spank I give you baby. You got that." He says, grasping my ass in his hand. It already hurts and I don't know how many I'm getting. "Yes." I respond. "Yes what." "Yes, daddy." When those words leave my lips I can't help but feel the spanks I'm getting. As I count I can feel each one getting harder and harder. Spank "4" Spank "5" I say, feeling the last one more than the others. "You did amazing, doll." He says, massaging my ass. He helps me up as I lean on him trying to help myself stand. "Did I?" I ask pulling my dress down. "Absolutely." He replied, kissing my lips. A knock on his door interprets us as I pull away. He clears his throat, "Come in." He says. I don't face the door I stay facing Jacob. "Mr. Sartorius, you have a meeting in 10 minutes." A female voice says. He nods, "I'll be there in 5, Susie. Thank you." He replied not taking his eyes off me. She closed the door leaving us alone once again. "I'll see you later." He says, more in a question. "Yeah." I say. He takes my chin in his hand giving me a long, needy kiss. "Now get to work, Ms. Y/l/n." He says with a smile. "Yes, Mr. Sartorius." I say, walking out. Holy shit.
