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The desktop was bare, and Tracey bent over it as she extended her hands toward Michael. Gwen shifted her position on the couch to get a better view. Tracey's profile was very provocative with her ass in the air and her large breasts hanging almost to the surface of the desk.

Michael laid two short soft leather straps on the desktop. Each one contained a metal ring and was padded on the inside. Pieces of Velcro were attached to the ends . They were fancy wrist cuffs, and he took his time wrapping them around each wrist and securing them with the Velcro. He then reached into the drawer again and removed a short, leather leash with a clip on one end, and a loop handle on the other. The clip was quickly attached to the rings on the wrist cuffs, effectively tying her wrists together.

"Now lie down across the desk, Tracey," Michael commanded as he pulled on the leash to extend her arms over the edge and toward his chest. As she collapsed on the desk, he lowered the leash and pulled her arms toward the floor. Then with a quick wrap around the desk leg, he tied the leash so she was pinned down on the desk. Her feet were barely touching the floor on the other side, and her ass was raised in a most vulnerable position.

"It appears you have done this before," commented Gwen.

Smiling at Gwen, Michael got up from his chair and walked around the desk. He laid his hand on Tracey's ass and gave it a hard squeeze.

"Ouch!" she complained, squirming under his hand. But he merely shifted his palm to the other cheek and squeezed her again.

"This skirt is going to get in the way of your proper spanking," he said. "I am going to have to get it out of the way."

With that he began to pull the short skirt up over the hump of her ass, letting his finger tips drag across her panty covered flesh as he did so. Gwen stood up and walked over for a closer look.

"Here, let me help you," Gwen offered. With no hesitation she grabbed the sides of the skirt and jerked so that the entire skirt ended up in a bunch at Tracey's waist. They both then stepped back to admire the scene before them. Tracey's bikini panties were a sheer black, as was the thin garter belt that held up her stockings. Her perfect ass was framed by the black straps and seemed to be shimmering under the thin covering as she squirmed in the humiliation of being so helplessly displayed to them.

"What are you going to spank her with?" asked Gwen, her eyes gleaming.

"Oh I think a variety of things," answered Michael, as he returned to his desk chair and the open drawer. Tracey lifted her head and watched as Michael's hand came up with a long-handled hair brush. "I think we'll start with the traditional spanker for naughty girls."

"No, not that!" cried Tracey. "You said you weren't going to hurt me."

"I said no permanent damage," replied Michael. He walked deliberately around the desk and took up a position beside Tracey's exposed ass, which was already moving from side to side, as if to ward off the coming blows.

"Give it to her good," implored Gwen, obviously excited by the prospect.

Michael tapped the back of the big wooden brush on her ass to get the range, and then raised it several feet before bringing it down sharply on her fleshy cheeks. A loud whap echoed around the room.

Tracey's body seemed to bounce on the top of the desk, and she let out a long wail. But Michael was ready with a series of slaps as hard as the first one. Only after he had spanked her five times did he pause to assess the effect.

Between sobs, Tracey begged him to stop. "No more, please!" she cried. "That stings so much...I can't stand it!"

"What a little cry-baby," said Gwen. "You're not going to let her get away with that, are you Michael?"

"No way," confirmed Michael. "But let's try something different." This time he returned from the desk drawer with a split leather strap, about 18 inches long, with dual two inch ribbons of soft leather.

"This little whip works best on bare skin," he explained. "Help me relieve Miss Tracey of her panties."

"My pleasure," said Gwen, and from the look on her face, he knew she meant it. They each took a side, and despite Tracey's wails of protest, they pulled her panties down and off of her feet. Michael then couldn't resist running his fingers over the skin of her bare ass, lingering on the red blotches that had been left by the hairbrush. For her part, Gwen pinched the firm flesh of her thighs and made her jump around in a way that made Michael's already hard cock push further out in his pants.

"It looks like you are enjoying this my friend," said Gwen looking at the bulge in his pants. And then she reached out and felt him with the tips of her fingers. "But you have a job to do here," she reminded him playfully.

Michael smiled and trailed his little whip across Tracey's bare ass. Then with a quick motion he flicked it up and slashed it down across both cheeks. The leather made an erotic sound as it slapped against her flesh, and Tracey let out an accompanying shriek.

"The hairbrush has prepared her nicely," said Michael. "I think ten good swaps with this strap will bring her to the point we want her."

Taking his time, Michael counted the swings as he applied the strap to Tracey's wiggling ass. She was crying now, and she struggled against the leash that held her pinned to the desk. But no matter which way she kicked or moved her feet, her ass was an easy target and the whip never missed its target. After ten good slaps, Michael stopped and handed the strap to Gwen.

"Your turn," he said, and he boldly reached out and fondled Gwen's breast through her tight fitting suit coat.

Gwen's eyes smoldered with excitement as she too took the lash, and she pushed her breast into Michael's hand, letting him know that she wanted more.

"I think I will apply this in a more tender spot," she announced. "Would you help me by pulling her legs apart just a little?"

"Oh no!" shrieked Tracey. But Michael simply kneeled down, and grabbing one shapely ankle, he pulled her leg to the side. Gwen then took the leather strap and began flicking it up so that the tip just licked against her pussy. Tracey's response was to wail and twist her body to try to avoid the sting. But with her arms pinned down and Michael holding her leg out an angle, she was helpless and exposed to Gwen's teasing attack.

"Look at that moisture," exclaimed Michael, "I think she is liking this."

"Why don't you check to see?" offered Gwen, and she let the whip dangle on the floor in position to come up again on target if she wished. Michael was already kneeling and close to Tracey's spread legs, so he merely continued to spread her by holding her ankle with one hand, while with the other he began to lightly feel around her pussy lips.

"No question," he reported. "She is wet and hot."

"Move your hand so I can heat her up a little more," ordered Gwen.

Michael smiled and moved to the side, pulling Tracey's leg to open her wider for Gwen, who wasted no time in bringing the little whip up smartly against the wet pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh," wailed Tracey. "Please no more!"

"Let me see now," said Gwen, and she placed her fingertips against Tracey's highly stimulated pussy lips. Slowly she ran her fingers over the wet flesh, teasing and testing her reaction. Tracey could not keep her hips from pushing back against Gwen's hand.

"I think this part of her is done for now," Gwen announced, "but I want to punish those saucy tits of hers."

"Yes, I was thinking the same thing," said Michael. "Let me get her into the proper position. I think that thick column will hold her nicely."

The column was a plaster-covered round post about a foot in diameter. Michael loosened the leash holding Tracey to the desk, and with Gwen's help, maneuvered her over to the column. Then he unclipped the hook holding her wrists together and pulled her arms behind her around the column. Reattaching the clip effectively tied her with her back to the column.

"There, not a bad position, but I don't want her to be able to slump forward and protect those delicious tits from whatever we might want to do to them," Michael said. Going back to his desk drawer, he retrieved another strap and returned to the column. He wrapped one end of the strap around one of Tracey's upper arms, and then passed the strap around the column and attached it to her other arm, pulling her back tight against the column in the process. Now she was held in an upright position, and by having her shoulders pulled back her breasts were thrust forward and pointed upward at a saucy angle.

Gwen's eyes were smoldering. "I like it," she said. "It looks like her tits are going to break through that tight blouse."

"Let's give them a little help," said Michael, and he began to unbutton the blouse. Tracey, who was already turned on, only moaned and moved her ass against the column. Her nipples were hard and wanting to be touched.

The blouse came open easily and Michael slid it down her back over her bound arms. Her tits seemed to be overflowing the bra and straining to be free. Gwen cupped her hand under one breast and lifted it slightly.

"Very nice, uh Michael," she said. "I have to admit this is one sexy sales girl. Feel how hard this nipple is." Gently she rubbed her finger tip on Tracey's nipple through the bra. "Ohh", moaned the helpless sales clerk. "I can't stand much more of this."

"You will stand a lot more," said Michael forcefully. "Now it's my turn to see how these little melons feel."

Michael used both hands to cup and squeeze the fruit that was held in position for his inspection. He rubbed her engorged nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and pulled them out from her body. Then he pinched them hard.

"Ahhhh, ohhhh", cried Tracey, but Michael's response was to close his hands and squeeze both tits until the flesh emerged from the bottom of her bra. Tracey's head shook from side to side and her hips began a slow rotation.

"Very good, Michael", said Gwen, "I think you are really getting to her. Let's get that bra off now so I can continue my tender punishment."

Michael stepped back and Gwen took over the task of removing the tight fitting bra. The clasp was in the back, and she had to put her body up against Tracey's to reach behind and undo it. She felt the heat of Tracey's jPom Spankingattractivebarefemalemanagers Szh Tvk Music 2009 11 27 %28RHM Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers The Sales Clerkv Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers yPom Spankingattractivebarefemalemanagers Szh Tvk Music 2009 11 27 %28RHM Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers The Sales Clerku c Attractive Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers v Spanking Attractive Bare Female Managers Bare