Rand is the boss of a small business and is firmly in charge of everything at the job. At home, Sharie calls the shots. For the first time, Sharie brings up the possibility of a third person coming to their home. A person from his job.

Sharie felt wickedly mischievous as Rand finished washing the dishes after their take-out Chinese food supper. She relaxed watching the television show of her choice and decided to give Rand some simple orders. She called out to him from the living room to where he was in the kitchen. With a light and playful voice, she decided to trap him, knowing how easy it would be.

“Who is your Mistress, dear?”

“You are my love, always.”

“Don’t you think you should address me properly then?”

There was silence. Rand knew he had committed a big error when Sharie spoke to him. Her easy-going voice had betrayed her always commanding presence. He was hurrying to get his chore finished so as not to keep her waiting. In his rush to be with her, and had inadvertently broken the simplest rule. He forgot to address her as “Mistress,” or the alternate “Ma’am,” which she generously allows.

“Mistress, I am sorry. Mistress, I was just finishing and did not think before I spoke.”

“No, you did not. Pull your pants down and shuffle over to me. Don’t remove them, however.”

He immediately shuffled out of the kitchen. Sharie loved watching him struggle as he awkwardly made his way to her. She had trouble suppressing a laugh as he reached her. She knew she had to scold him, but was so amused but his dilemma, she found it difficult. However, being a well-appointed Mistress, she gathered herself together and sternly looked at him, all traces of amusement gone.

“I see a large erection, slave (she never called him by his name when they were deep in the throes of humiliation). Are you aroused?”

“I am sorry, Mistress. Yes, I believe I am.”

“Look at that. It is tenting out of your briefs in an accusatory manner. Do you feel I am too strict with you? Do you feel that demanding you to show respect to me is too much?”

She punctuated that with a hard slap of his penis. It struggled to bob up and down, encased in its cotton confinement. Rand grunted in surprise but managed to shake his head negatively.

“No, Ma’am,” he whispered contritely.

“Remove your socks and expose your bare feet. Also, take off your shirt and remove your pants from your ankles. Leave your briefs on.”

She watched him as his embarrassment caused his member to stiffen even more, even as he willed it to go down. She placed her hand on top of his last bit of covering. Her touch sent him to wild fantasies of excitement. Just then, she pulled back the waistband and snapped it, waking him from his pleasant thoughts. Surprisingly, the minor sting he felt did not bother him at all. Instead, he loved her even more, knowing that somehow, she was able to read his thoughts and snapped him out of his reverie. His admiration for her talents grew.

“Would you like to be totally naked?”

“Yes, Mistress. Please!”

“What can I do to your nude form if I allow it?”

“Anything, Mistress. Anything! Just like you always do! But…”

Rand hesitated. He did not want to seem impertinent by asking a question that might displease her.

“You were about to say something.”

“Yes, Mistress, but I thought better of it since it was not in answer to a direct question of yours.”

She smiled and stroked him through his briefs, She delighted in noticing a pre-cum stain appear through the cotton. She held his penis in her strong right hand willing him to stop any more leakage. She patted his balls and released him, hoping to distract him.

“That is alright. I am anxious to hear. By the way, there will be no spanking for your forgetfulness in not calling me Mistress as long as you truthfully tell me what you were thinking. Of course, that does not mean you won’t get spanked today, since I am in the mood to punish you, and a hard spanking will no doubt satisfy me. How do you feel about that?”

“I feel it is just and fair, Mistress. I thank you for allowing my sore ass and submission to please you.”

 “Like I said, you will be spanked today, just not for that reason.”

“Yes, Mistress. I understand completely.”

“Do you like being spanked by your Mistress?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“I thought you did. You are making a good show of your honesty. Now tell me, what were you wondering about? You may speak. You are an intelligent man. At work, you take charge well and have wonderful ideas. At home, I take charge of you totally. Now, tell me your idea.”

“Thank you, Ma’am. I was just going to ask why you queried me as to what you could be do to my nude form as if you were asking permission?”

“Terrific question. You see, if I were to grant you full nudity today, I would require you to stay that way all day and night. No exceptions. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Remember, I said NO exceptions.”

“I understand completely, Mistress.”

“That is correct. I am your Mistress. Once you agree to what I carefully explain, there is no turning back.”

“I love being fully nude in front of you, Mistress. I am thankful you are even giving me a choice.”

“I’m glad you remember that. I could have just ordered you to strip like I ordinarily do and will continue to do since you are at my beck and call, but I asked you tonight because something special might happen tonight.”

“Really? May I ask what, Mistress?”

Sharie stared at him and watched beads of sweat trickle down the right side of his forehead to his cheek. She was determined to build up the anticipation. Finally, she broke her silence.

“There might be a visitor tonight.”

Rand could not believe what he heard. He loved being Sharie’s slave and followed her every command without question, even if he did not comprehend why, but it had always been just the two of them, never a third party. He loved serving her and being totally obedient, but as far as he knew, nobody else knew about it. Now, it was his turn to hesitate as he watched her open-mouthed. Sharie reached over and grasped his bottom jaw, closing it. She kissed the top of his forehead and patiently waited for him to speak.

Rand finally worked up the courage to say something as words stumbled out of his mouth.

“Surely, you could…hide me away…if someone visits…can’t you, Mistress?”

“I could…”

She waited a full beat of five while she studied his face before speaking again.  

“But I don’t know if I want to do that. Are you going to change your mind?”

“No, Mistress....I wish to go full nudity, please.”

Take them off, then. I will stroke you. After the last vestiges of modesty fell to the floor, Sharie grasped Rand’s member and began stroking him just on the underside of his penis in the place he loved most. His face began to contort as he grew close to the edge. Just then, Sharie released him and smacked his balls lightly. It was slightly more than a tap, but she knew it was enough to distract him, preventing his release. She always knew when to stop. Casually, Sharie mentioned that his office called earlier and that Rand’s young and attractive assistant, Amanda, mentioned something about papers that needed to be edited before the next day’s morning meeting, and that Amanda offered to drop by and work on the papers with Rand.

Rand was alarmed. Surely, Sharie would not let Amanda see him naked. His assistant who he worked with each day. He could not comprehend this, but then again, he knew he loved submitting to her every whim, so if she decided, then it would happen. He asked her about it, being very careful to frame his words.

“Mistress, did you tell her to drop the papers off tonight?”

“I’m not sure. Yes, I did tell her to come by and she said she would call back to arrange a time.”

“You did, Mistress? Oh my, well, I may have to cancel tomorrow’s meeting, I guess. That is, unless you allow me to wear my clothes while Amanda and I work.”

Rand was hoping, but knew it was a done deal. Rand knew Sharie never went back on a mutual agreement. And she had given Rand every opportunity to back out. Ultimately, it was his own decision that doomed him.

“Rand, do you want to upset our domestic life? Do you want to change our arrangement so that I am in charge only when it is convenient for you? We could do that, I suppose, but I rather liked dominating you, and I know you enjoy your submission to me. Do you?”

Without hesitation, Rand blurted out, “YES! YES! I love it! I don’t want it to change. Please, Mistress. Don’t change it.”

“I am glad to hear that. I like things the way they are. When I place an order, it must be followed, no exceptions. We agree on that, don’t we?”  

Rand sounded dejected. He knew he had been beaten. He also dreaded what would happen later that night when Amanda saw him naked. It would spread all over the office. How could he be in control then?

“Yes, Mistress. I know we do.”

“Are you sorry about that?”

“No, Ma’am not at all! You being in control gives my life balance and a meaning that I need.”

“Very good. You do seem to be upset still. Tell me why?”

“Well, if Amanda sees me this way, I am afraid I will get into trouble and lose my job. If not, how will I be able to assert my authority after Amanda sees me naked, Mistress? Will she know I am not in charge at home the way I am at work?”  

“We are home now. Here I make all the decisions, and you follow them without question. Do you trust me to make the correct decisions for our lives?”

“Absolutely, Mistress.”

“Then trust me now.”

As I told you once before, Amanda is very smart, and she knows who is in charge at home. She may even have correctly guessed that I spank you.”

Rand was dumbfounded as he tried to think. Suddenly, Sharie could see as recognition seemed to flash into his mind and emanate from his soul. He energetically spun towards Sharie and was pleased that he was able to be on his wife’s wavelength.  

“Yes, I believe she does! Of course! If for no other reason, I should have guessed it  by the way you and her talk to each other for long periods in the office while you sit at my desk and she sits in the power chair opposite you.”

“And you stand in the corner averting your eyes unless I ask you a direct question.”  

“Absolutely.”

“I have prompted her to become more assertive in subtle ways. Has she?”

Rand thought for a moment.

“Yes, she has, Mistress. She has begun to tell me when things should be scheduled and how I should stand up while she sits in my office. Once, she even told me to go sit outside at her desk while she used my office to think in private about personal affairs and use the phone. I peeked in and she was smiling broadly while she spoke on the phone. That is until she abruptly stopped smiling.”

“What made her stop?”

Rand looked at her but could not speak. Sharie stared at him and detected a hint of redness in his face. Rand was blushing.

"Rand, please tell me. What made her stop?"

“She caught me peeking, Mistress.”

Sharie smiled. This sounded exactly like something Rand would do when he had ordered him to do something he didn't quite understand. She thought about how clever and assertive Amanda had been with him. Any reservation she might have had about whether Amanda could handle him had fully dissipated. She tried to suppress this excitement as a sly smile tried to escape from her lips.

“What did she do?”

“She dropped her jovial mood and scowled at me, Mistress. She then pointed her finger at me and in the direction of her desk. Immediately, I sat down outside the office.”

This time, Sharie smiled broadly and without any hesitation.

“I know all about it. Good for her. It was me she was talking to at the time, and she was splendid.”

“You? Really? You know I never thought about that incident since then. Everything went back to normal after that between her and me.”

Sharie stared at Rand and waited. Finally, Rand caught on to her quizzical look.

“Mistress!”

“That’s better, SLAVE!”

“If you do that again to her, she will spank you.”

Sharie held out her hand, and Rand quickly kissed it.

“I understand. Mistress.”

 “Secondly, I am sure no one else at work will know. Amanda will not tell. Of course, your office life may be altered a bit. I have found out that part of the reason you become stressed out at work is because you insist on doing everything yourself. You will give Amanda a raise, and she will assume extra duties. She will be watching your behavior at work as she always did by making sure you do things the right way and on time, but sharing the load more with you.  However, I am thinking about giving her more options to keep you on the right path. You may feel tenderness in certain areas from now on before you come home. OH, I can’t wait until tonight. She will see your naked red ass and I will observe how she will deal with you at work from now on. I am confident she will spank you well. Now, let’s get everything ready before your assistant gets here.”

Rand’s head was spinning but as he digested the information, he thought it was not as horrible as he first feared. Sharie had done it again. She had figured out a way to ease his life and enhance his abilities. He thought about how lucky he was.

Sharie gave Rand some space as he thought about it. Finally, he looked over and smiled. She returned the gesture.   

“You have been very good today and have accepted the new phase in our lives incredibly well. I think you deserve a reward. Would you like to have my mouth give your penis some attention tonight.”

“Wow, thank you, Mistress.”

“You're very welcome, slave. I want you to bring me the brush and bend over while you picture me behind you in your mind.”

 He did as commanded, handed her the brush, and bent over. Knowing her demands, Rand made sure to be close enough to her so that she would not strain her arm by reachin,g yet was not too close so she could swing fully. She began at once with no speech or warm-up.

“THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!  THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!”

She stopped after ten and laid the brush before Rand, forcing him to grasp the handle with his teeth. She rubbed his ass gently with her lovely right hand soothing her slave husband. While rubbing and keeping him bent over, she commented on how the skin was starting to crack, even though it was only a meager ten spanks. While this was happening, his mind was racing and focused only on how her sexy spanking hand stroked his battered rear.

“This was only a warm-up, you know. You will be spanked more than once more tonight. Is this a surprise?”

 “Not at all, Mistress. Thank you!”

Sharie’s cell phone rang. It was Amanda, Rand listened nervously. Even though he acquiesced to Sharie and told her he was fine with Amanda seeing him totally naked and well-spanked, he became nervous and sweaty. He hated the idea and was not ready for it, but he knew he had no choice. He listened intently but pretended not to. Sharie hated it when he eavesdropped.

“You are finished and can come right over. That is terrific. Ten minutes? I will have to rush. I wish to spank him well before you arrive.  I would like you to see one way he can look after a woman, remind him who’s in charge.”

They both laughed at this delicious pleasure that they would enjoy even as Rand’s nerves were popping and sputtering inside him.

“Oh, by the way, I have told Rand he must be fully nude for the entire night, even after you have come and gone so there is no question about that. You will no doubt observe his red ass which will be on display for you. I don’t wish for you to be shocked by his nudity, so would you rather he put on a robe just as you enter and bend over the sofa while I raise it up exposing my handiwork or just have him nude from the get-go?  

Sharie was delighted and cackled at Amanda’s response.

“Oh, you are delightful! Rand told me you were clever, and our little informal discussions in his office while he stood in the corner only confirmed it. Yes, we will do your idea. Rand will answer the door, take your coat, and without a word, go to the sofa. He will bend over the arm and lift the robe up himself. You will smack his rear. This is the sign for him to fully take it off and bend over again while you smack him as you like.”  

Rand could hear Amanda squealing on the other end and thought about how he used to chastise her for improper decorum. He sighed as he began to realize for the first time that the interactions between his assistant and her boss would change forever.

“What? Oh yes. We will leave him while you come into the dining room and fully relax with a glass of wine and talk about the ideas I have for his future office life. He will stay bent over until we are ready.”  

Sharie stopped talking and listened to Amanda on the other end once more. Rand listened even more closely, trying to decipher the tone of the conversation.

“What? Oh, good. Yes, twenty minutes would be perfect! Rand and I are both eager to see you. Bye!”

“Amanda’s idea should make you happy, although it sounds more humiliating to me. You will now have a short time to wear a covering over your body before being totally nude on her command. Does this please you?”

Rand answered the only way he could. He smiled at the woman he loved so much.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. Now, she has given us extra time. I am convinced that you are quite fortunate. You have a very considerate assistant. I think I will ask her to be a full-fledged Mistress to you from now on when you two are alone at work. C’mon, I want Amanda to see your ass in a nice scarlet shade when she comes. Now, get over my knee.”  

END OF PART ONE