Wellborn nodded. He walked over to a cabinet, set in a bookcase, filled with thick volumes. He opened it and took something out. His well-dressed body was in Elaine's way and she couldn't see what he had in his hand.
"Come here," he said. He turned to face Elaine, hands held behind him.
Heart pounding, Elaine obeyed. Her heavy tits heaved up and down inside her lacy bra. She was dressed in a sleeveless blouse of a fabric almost as light as Kathleen's, and her pert ass was encased in an extremely short skirt that left her long, legs strikingly bare.
She still felt hot.
She stopped a few inches in front of the lawyer. She felt his burning gaze on her. He reminded her of some Biblical prophet.
"I will do for you what I can, young lady," Wellborn said. "Hold out your hands."
Head down, Elaine raised her hands. There was a double dick, and she felt something encircling her wrists.
Her head snapped up. She was handcuffed! "What…?" she gasped, green eyes wide with horror.
"Young people are afraid to submit to proper discipline," Wellborn told her. "You may not be strong enough to face up to your punishment. Thank heaven I have these police-issue handcuffs!"
Elaine took a step back. Her mouth was slack in amazement. "W-what do you mean?" she stammered. "I didn't do anything!"
"You committed lewd and perverted acts," the lawyer said ponderously. "Each person is solely responsible for his or her own acts and sins! Your employer is not responsible for your actions."
The room seemed to spin around Elaine. A few moments ago the man had been as soothing and understanding as her father. What had happened?
He reached out and hooked his fingers in the collar of her blouse. Before she could react, he tore the garment from her shoulders and left it hanging in tatters. She cried out in tenor.
His piercing eyes stared at her tits. Her tits were barely contained by the scanty bra. Most of the white, freckled skin stretched over her full tits was exposed to his view.
"You are a lovely young woman," he said. He was breathing more heavily now. "It would be a great wrong to allow such a beautiful creature to be corrupted by evil!" He ripped her skirt off, leaving her clad in bra and panties and the ruins of her blouse.
He advanced on the cringing girl. She shrank back before him, pressing her manacled wrists over her tits. Her heart hammered. She backed into the desk.
Wellborn took off his coat. A maniacal light burned in his eyes.
He stepped to the side of his desk, leaned over, and opened a wide drawer. His eyes never left, the half-naked redhead. She was shivering uncontrollably in fright.
He pulled out what looked at first to be an extremely thin magic wand, two feet long and off-white. Then Elaine recognized it as a pointer, the kind professors used when they lectured. What's he going to do with that? she wondered.
Wellborn whacked the thin rod experimentally against his palm and nodded. "In the old days," he said, half to himself, "discipline was enforced by means of a hickory stick, but I've found a simple pointer to be more than effective."
He stretched out a hand and slipped the bra strap off Elaine's right shoulder. She tried to pull away. He hooked his fingers into the cups of her bra and pulled them away.
Her big tits bounced free! They jiggled up and down, the nipples dark against the whiteness of her tit flesh. Harsh fingers scraped her belly as they moved down and into the waistband of her panties. Elaine fell the back of Wellborn's hand on the furry mound of her cunt.
Wellborn twisted his hand in the fabric of her panties. "Are you ready to atone for your misbehavior?" he asked.
"No!"
With a loud rip he jerked the panties off her hips. Elaine stood naked except for the shredded blouse hanging down from her waist. Patches of milk-white skin and scarlet cunt fur peeked between the strips of cloth.
Wellborn put his hand below Elaine's tits and pushed. She went up on the balls of her feet and sat on the edge of the desk. He kept pushing. She scooted her bare ass back across the polished wood.
The sun-browned hand crept up to cup a naked, jutting tit. The secretary moaned in involuntary pleasure as Wellborn's palm pressed her nipple back into the soft tit. Then he shoved her onto her back.
Her legs went up in the air. The fiery thatch covering her pussy flashed between her thighs. Wellborn brought his pointer whistling onto the pallid cheeks of her ass.
"Yeeeeow!" The pain was intense. Elaine kept rolling until it seemed she'd do a backward somersault off the other side of the paper-cluttered desk. Her legs kicked at thin air.
The slim rod moved with a whip-like action when Wellborn swung it. And, thin as it was, it bit her ass far more viciously than Harry's belt had. It was like being spanked with a switch as a child.
Elaine fell back, lying with her legs dangling over the edge of the desk. "Roll over," Wellborn commanded.
Elaine shook her head. Her ass hadn't entirely recovered from the whipping her boss had dealt it. She wasn't about to let this man abuse it even more!
But her defiance was useless. The pointer whined down. It cut into her tender pussy mound like a knife!
"Ah-ahhhhhh!" shrieked Elaine. Her ass flew off the desk top. Her pussy was on fire!
Her ass thumped back down on the desk. At once she rolled over on her stomach. Her ass felt vulnerable and naked, more naked than it had ever felt before. But anything was better than to feel that rod biting into her cunt again! Or so she thought! With meticulous aim, Wellborn lashed out. The rod whipped between the upward jutting cheeks of Elaine's ass. The crack of her ass and already-aching asshole burst into agony!
"Aaaaoooooowwwwww!" she screamed. "Stooopppp!"
Wellborn struck side-hand. The rod scorched a thin red mark across the white ass cheeks. Elaine screamed again.
The front of Wellborn's pants was tented out by the rock-hard cock beneath. "See, slut?" he puffed. "I knew YOU wouldn't have the will power to take your punishment!"
He cut another stripe across Elaine's ass crack. Her tits squeaked against the wood and her nipples were friction-burned as she thrashed in agony. She couldn't stand it!
But she had no choice. Wellborn began slashing at her ass like a man beating out a fire with a sack. Her ass became a network of fine crimson lines crisscrossing the alabaster whiteness of her ass cheeks. She shrieked and begged and pleaded until she was hoarse. Still the brutal punishment continued.
The attorney moved to the side of his desk. He turned until he was looking down the girl's long, naked back at the twin mounds of her rump. He brought the pointer singing down between them.
This time the rod seemed to bite mainly at her asshole. "Unnnnnngaaahhh!" she howled. "My ass! It hurts!"
Wellborn allowed himself a smile. The sweat was streaming down into his eyes. "That's the object, my dear," he said. "You must pay for your sins."
"No – I don't want to – I – aieeeeeeee!"
Another blow had landed along the crimson crevice of her ass. Wellborn cocked his arm again and leaned farther forward. The rod droned through the air.
It landed smack between the brilliant pink lips of the secretary's pussy. Bent over the desk like this, her cunt mouth was wide open to receive the full savage force of the blow!
"Yaaaaaghhh! Ow! Aiiiii!" It was as tough a candle flame had been held to her pussy lips. The pain seared her pussy tunnel and twisted her stomach.
"Good, good!" shouted Wellborn. Again Elaine's cunt flaps felt the cruel bite of her pussy tunnel and twisted her stomach.
"Good! Good!" shouted Wellborn. Again Elaine's cunt flaps felt the cruel bite of the pointer. It hurt worse than before!
Elaine's scream was to no avail. Her pussy blazed fiercely with pain. Hot tears gushed from her eyes.
She squirmed on the desk top, begging for mercy. Wellborn showed her none. He kept on whipping her helpless body until her cunt and whole felt as though they'd been stung by a million hornets.