Bonus Clause

An adult story about spanking, read with caution.

“All right people, this is serious. Our sales are way off and I know the economy is tough, but it’s tough for everyone and we need some positive results now!”

“How bad is it Chief?”

CEO of Palmer Inc. John Cartwright minced no words. The company that had been in his family for five generations was teetering on the brink of failure. He exhorted the management staff to think ‘outside the box’ and really focus on increasing sales.

The ideas came, slowly at first, rewards, vacations, incentives. Each idea was ruthlessly shot down. Been done, too simple, not enough. “Doesn’t anybody have any creative ideas?”

Quiet until now, Sarah Printemps, Vice-President of Marketing and Sales spoke up, “I have a plan.”

The conference room grew still; Sarah was feared, admired, shunned and desired. Six foot in stocking feet, blond hair styled in a bob, severely dressed in business elite, MBA, PhD and single. Every man and many women at Palmer had hit and bounced through her fifteen-year climb up the flow chart. No one believed anymore she’d slept her way there, no, she’d sliced and chopped her way past the corporate jungle on merit and results: until now.

“Mr. Cartwright,” she began.

He held up his hand. “Why so formal Sarah?”

She grimaced. “Because what I am about to say will shock, even horrify many of you. I may even be out of a job when you hear my proposal.”

Now the room was charged with expectation as she stood and moved to the white board. A deep breath and then, “Ladies and gentleman of Parker Inc. I take full responsibility for the company’s failures during this recession. I did not anticipate the speed and depth of the collapse and therefore failed to have proper contingency plans available. I do now, but unfortunately, due to layoffs and cutbacks, employee morale is suffering and those plans will take an extraordinary effort on everyone’s parts to succeed. The ideas you have floated are very good and during normal times would suit. As Mr. Cartwright stated, “‘These are tough times and I believe we need tough sacrifices’ and I fully concur.”

“So what do you propose?” came from several voices.

“The ultimate incentive.” Sarah swept her glittering blue and hard eyes over her co-managers and finally stopped on Mr. Cartwright’s. “ I propose me.”

Stunned silence and then pandemonium as her flat statement sunk in: confusion and babbling conversations until John pounded the table for silence.

“It’s quite simple really John.” her eyes never leaving his. “I know what you all call me behind my back and when you’re home with your spouses. I know I’ll never be CEO or even on the board; this is the highest I can rise in your company. Our sales are down 35% this year and 40% the last quarter. They are off 85% from the all-time high and that is simply unacceptable. Therefore, if the sales staff turns the company around over the next two quarters, the winner or winners will have me as their prize.”

“Now wait a minute Sarah! Are you saying you are offering yourself, as a date? Most of the sales staff is married!”

“I’m not talking about a date nor am I talking about merely the sales staff. Every employee from John on down to the janitor is eligible to claim me. Also, there are two prizes available, one to all singles and one to all those in relationships of any kind. The winners get to choose which choice fits them.”

All attention was riveted on her as she nervously licked her lips. “If company sales reach the all-time high by the end of the next two complete quarters, then I want you John, to promote me to the board and make me your designated heir apparent.”

John didn’t hesitate. “Deal.”

”In that case: prize number one. I will present myself in a space large enough to accommodate all those company employees and family members who wish to witness my punishment. I will agree to be strapped down, nude, on a flogging bench and the winner and a guest of their choosing will have two hours to do whatever they wish with my body using hands and implements. No permanent marks or scars and no penetration with sexual organs: fingers, dildos etc. are fine. Prize number two. After a complete public medical exam and intermission of one hour, the winner and chosen guest will have two hours to use me sexually in any manner desired. Again, no permanent marks or scars and this will all happen on a king size platform in front of the audience. The entire performance will be professionally taped with all profits accruing to me and only me. So, does that sound like a plan ‘outside the box’?”

How To entice a man

An adult poem about spanking, read with caution.

“Happily married”

I used to practice monogamy
until that fateful day
it caught my stunned eye
should have run away

it twitched and swished
long legs in lace
oh how I wished
I’d never kept pace

rounded orbs in silky white
slowly raising skirt
she offered feasts to my delight
then asked to make it hurt

so I did at her request
spanking her very hard
a hundred of the wicked best
but still I held my guard

my hand growing sore
her sobbing breath a rush
I need a hundred more
please grab my bath brush

she writhed and moaned
as I paddled her skin
glad we were alone
so wanted to thrust in

put her hands back
but not to stop me
opened wide her crack
said with aching plea

take my ass
you must agree
deep and fast
teach me sodomy