Kinky dreams: spanked at the office
June 11th, 2012 | Author: Zille
Last night I had a really hot dream that I just have to share with you lot!
It took place where Mr Defeu works (or, rather, a slightly weird dream version thereof) and I had come into work with him that day.
There was a hot new girl working there. My sleeping brain combined things that it knew Mr Defeu and I are “into”, so the girl had long curly hair (for me!) and was wearing white jodhpurs (for him) and a green velvet blazer (for both of us – who doesn’t find a green velvet blazer hot?!) and the minute I saw her I thought Mr Defeu needed to see her, too!
She was flirting heavily with me, and asked her to wait and I went to get Mr Defeu. As we were coming back to her office (although it was more like a cubicle!) I was excitedly telling him all about her.
When we got there, he liked what he saw, and ordered us both to bend over the desk to be spanked. I didn’t think that was such a great idea, seeing as how we were in the workplace, but she bent over eagerly and I was not NOT going to join in the excitement.
Mr Defeu slapped her bottom – HARD! – and then slapped mine (equally hard!), then hers again, etc.
Sadly this bit of the dream did not go on for as long as I would have liked before the boss came running over, fired Mr Defeu and the new girl, and we were all escorted off the premises! But she seemed very happy to come with us….
I woke up then, but I like to think that if I had stayed asleep, we would have all gone to a nice hotel room, and done naughty spanking scenes together for the rest of the day!
Shadow Lane Video Clips
Northern Spanking
I Feel Myself.com
Yes, I have often dreamed of giving female office women, be they secretaries, or executives, a good and painful caning on their naked rear ends. Yes, while bending over my office desk, their dress or skirt would be raised, their panties, knicker’s, or bloomer’s, would be pulled down. And upon their, tender, or mature bare bottoms, my hand, paddle, hairbrush, birchrod, cane, or whip, would descend, painfully on their voluptous derriere’s.
Zille, if I had dreams like you I’d never get out of bed.