Perversely that appealed to me. Although I was not wearing a bra yet my boobs were big enough for one and I was very proud of them. This would give me a chance to show them off to someone I admired. I told him I would take off my jumpsuit. I really enjoyed the way he admired my boobs which were bigger than any of the other girls . I remembered he said it had to be on bare skin so I slipped off my cotton panties to stand in front of him excitedly totally naked.
He gulped and stared at my nearly hairless pussy then said "I could have just hit your thighs or back but since they are off you may as well leave them off since you obviously expected to be hit on your buttocks."
I started to bend over his desk but he evidentally did not want to ruin his view because he told me to stand up and hold on to the bars on his chandelier. I really had to stretch to reach it and was rewarded by his saying that my body was beautiful.
I expected him to go behind me for my spanking but he stayed there and told me to try not to yell as it would upset the office staff. I clenched my teeth so I wouldn't yell then facing me he brought the strap around the side of my hip to let the ends hit my butt. To my surprise it did not hurt too badly and it only made a small "Slap" when it hit. I realized that no-one outside with all the office noise would know I was being spanked as long as I didn't yell. I didn't need to yell it was mostly exciting and I just made little gasps as lash after lash slapped against my butt. My clitoris began to tingle as it did when I played with myself and I began taking deep breaths as the excitement grew. He stepped closer to me and now the strap came all the way around me to let the end snap into my pubic hair. This really accelerated the excitement and when the end came around lower the next time I opened my legs to let it get between my legs. This really encouraged him. he sent one more that hit right on the lips of my pussy and when I just moaned, "Yes," he stopped all pretense of strapping my butt and began bringing the strap up from the floor directly on my pussy. My only reaction was to moan and open my legs wider as I went into an orgasm much stronger than I had reached by playing with myself. I let go of the bars to squeeze my breasts which evidentally let him know I had cum. He stopped and I suddenly felt guilty and ashamed of my reaction. I hurried into my jumpsuit jamming my panties in my pocket. Fortunately school was out by then so I could go directly home. My girlfriends walked with me curious about what had happened. I knew if I told them I was spanked They would want all the details so I lied and said he just bawled me out. Mary said I was really lucky because he had paddled her. June agreed and said she was lucky Mary had been paddled and had warned her to choose the strap even though it was embarrassing to have to pull up her skirt. Both thought it had been a horrible experience which made me feel even guiltier for enjoying it. I guess that is why I blotted it from my memory but now it made me feel good to know I had always been excited by pain. I felt guilt free thinking it was just something in my genes that I had no control over.
My body had now healed completely except for a thin purple line across my lower stomach. I was looking forward to seeing Joe and wondering if I would ever be able to work up enough nerve to ask him to use the fibreglas whip on me.
I was not to find out that night. He had a surprise for me. He had brought home a dress they had used in an ad for perfume and wanted me to wear it to a party he was throwing for his clients. Normally I hated to be around the beautiful models but now that I was sure that I was unique and that Joe could not replace me I looked forward to it.
The dress was very sexy. It was made of a white silky material. The top was just two pieces of cloth that went around my neck then down to a very low cut waistband. The top only covered the center sections of my large breasts leaving the inner and outer portions bare. The skirt was two other pieces of cloth that went to my ankles but open at the sides. When I walked in it you could see my legs up to my waist. Only my pussy and the center of my butt was hidden. It would be exciting to wear it but I did not want to look like a slut.
"Joe, I am awfully bare. Do you think I will look slutty wearing this in public?"
"Hardly. You won't see sluts in two thousand dollar dresses that are in fashion magazines. I want you to wear it. Are you objecting?"
"Oh no Joe. It is lovely. I was just afraid I may embarrass you."
"You would not embarrass me if you were naked. You have a lovely body and I am proud to own it."
I felt proud that he felt that way and by saying he owned me I felt more like a slave that could do anything my master ordered with no guilt because I had no choice. That was not true of course. I was not a prisoner and could leave at any time but that thought never entered my mind.
He had rented a suite on top of a hotel for the party. We arrived early to make sure room service had brought the snacks and had completely stocked the bar. We began greeting guests a little later. There were six beautiful girls with their boy friends or ad agency men. I was relieved to see the girls were wearing sexy clothes too. A couple of them were wearing transparent blouses that were so sheer they might as well have been topless.
The party started with just small talk and drinking but as time went on people began snorting cocaine and dancing. Later one girl broke away from the boyfriend and began dancing solo to the heavy beat. It was real sexy and it seemed natural for her to begin taking off her clothes as we gathered around her in a circle to cheer her on. When she was naked she moved sinuously feeling her body with her hands. Everybody stared at her excitedly and applauded like crazy when the song ended. I expected her to put her clothes back on but she just giggled at the attention and pulled her boyfriend over to a couch to hug him to her naked body.
As soon as the next song started another girl began a striptease. This kept on until I suddenly realized that I was the only girl with clothes on. Actually a lot of men had gotten naked too and were hugging girls and a few were fucking.
Joe said softly in my ear, "It is your turn baby."
I felt intimidated by the beauty and grace of the other girls and replied, "Oh no Joe. I couldn't. They have had dance training, I would look like a klutz."
He didn't argue he just said loudly over the music, "Rachel has refused to dance for us. I think she deserves a spanking don't you?"
The girls laughed and cheered then began chanting, "Do it, do it, do it. Then one of the men yelled, "She is cheating all of us we should all get to spank her."
The girls began chanting "Yes. Yes Yes!"
God. I had been embarrassed at the thought of being naked in front of these strangers now they would be spanking me.
Joe told me to take off my dress and when I was naked he had me bend over the back of a couch. The first girl to strip yelled, "No. Lets do this right. She grabbed her purse and pulled out some panty hose then she moved a chair under the chandelier and put the crotch over the bars. She came over to me and brought me over to the chair and told me to stand on it then brought over another chair to wrap the legs around my wrists and tie them. When she told me to step off the chair the legs only stretched enough to let my toes reach the floor. She moved the chairs out of the way then came back to hug me mashing our breasts together and said, "God this must be exciting for you. It would me. I am dripping just anticipating what will happen to you."