The consequences of a cheeky slap on the backside are much worse than pervert P was expecting; I call him into my private punishment Chambers to teach him a lesson he will never forget.

After ordering him to his knees I offer P a moment to explain his grossly inappropriate behaviour towards me, his boss. He has no explanation, in fact, he doesn’t even bother making up an excuse and instead goes to repeat his prior actions, this time however, he is met with a hard slap across the face and brutal scolding.

I have no business in tolerating his nonsense and waste no time in su...

The consequences of a cheeky slap on the backside are much worse than pervert P was expecting; I call him into my private punishment Chambers to teach him a lesson he will never forget.

After ordering him to his knees I offer P a moment to explain his grossly inappropriate behaviour towards me, his boss. He has no explanation, in fact, he doesn’t even bother making up an excuse and instead goes to repeat his prior actions, this time however, he is met with a hard slap across the face and brutal scolding.

I have no business in tolerating his nonsense and waste no time in subjecting him to the harsh treatment that he deserves. My sharp Louboutin heels will make short work of the brutal punishment that I have in mind, ‘Hands out!’.

I begin by grinding the red sole of my ‘So Kate’ Louboutin’s into P’s palms. Crushing his knuckles into the floor I take pleasure in hearing his bones crunch beneath my beautiful shoes. Initially I allow the comfort of a thin rug beneath his hands, however that does not last long, soon his hands are mercilessly trampled into the hard floor below him.

More cruel torments follow - I walk over, pin and stomp on both the tops and palms of my subjects now sore and sorry hands. He will learn to keep them to himself, I will take great sadistic pleasure in ensuring it.

P cries out in pain however there is no getting away, my sharp heel makes sure of that. His pleas for mercy ignored, I continue his mean treatment until I am fully satisfied that his lesson is learned.

Only when his hands are red, bruised and covered in scratches do I consider his punishment over. He won’t be slapping my ass again.