Joe had found it a funny day. He felt really embarrassed about something, something that he thought had happened, but whenever he concentrated on it, it just slipped away out of reach of his memory. It was like that night at that stupid club the girls had made him go to. Just the same feeling he had had about there. He shook his head. He was imagining things.
He booted up his laptop which he had brought back from work and went to his special folder. He opened up his latest upskirt of Gemma. He felt bad about it but he just couldn't help himself. The first time it had been a pure accident. It had been during the summer and he had photographed the girls picnicking in the park during their lunch break. Gemma had been sitting cross legged on the grass and when he had enlarged the picture he realized he could see her knickers. Ever since then he had had this uncontrollable fixation on Gemma's knickers.
He had worked out endless subterfuges to get his mobile phone looking up her skirt and he had a secret album full of Gemma's knickers. He knew every pair she wore and had a picture of them all. And there had been that day she hadn't been wearing any. He blushed at the thought. He knew he should delete that picture but he just couldn't bring himself to.
He knew he was doing wrong, but she didn't know about it, and nobody else had seen the pictures so she wouldn't be embarrassed or anything. He tried to convince himself that that made it all right, but deep down he knew that it didn't.
His cock had gone up when he opened up that secret album as it always did. That was why he did it, why he couldn't stop. He unfastened his trousers. He always got his cock out when he thought about Gemma's knickers. He wouldn't be finished with the album for a while.
Tanya and Gemma had talked a long time. Tanya thought Gemma's scheme was mad and believed that she had talked Gemma out of it, but she reckoned without Gemma's madcap streak.
Tanya shrieked when she saw Gemma turn up in the scarlet dress again the next day and whispered the plot to all the other girls.
Joe saw the girls suddenly go silent and give him a funny look when he came in. There was something up, but he didn't know what. He looked round suspiciously then went over to his desk and opened up his computer.
"Carry on girls," he said in his most authoritative voice. Rather to his surprise they did just that. All except Gemma who marched up to him. His heart gave a jump, not because he had a mad crush on her, not because he had an obsession with her knickers, but because he was worried she might have seen that picture yesterday and be about to accuse him; but he needn't have worried.
It had been so easy for Gemma again. She had just said "I am She Who Must Be Obeyed and you will obey me," and he had been back in a trance. He now on Gemma's desk in the middle of his room while she went through his computer. He had one hand behind his head and one on his hip. It was a pose that Gemma thought particularly silly.
She had originally intended just to put him in a trance and make him stand in that silly pose while she went through his laptop to see what else he had on there. It hadn't taken long to find what she was looking for. He had even called the folder Gemmas Knickers.
She had been prepared to find one or two naughty pictures. After all what man (or girl for that matter) didn't have some naughty pictures on their computer. What she hadn't expected was an album full of pictures taken up her skirt. It was subdivided into sections for each different sort of knickers she wore. And ominously one called No Knickers. Her heart was in her mouth as she opened it up. She had only gone one day without knickers when she foolishly hadn't had a clean pair to put on. And there she was photographed up her skirt with no knickers on. She went bright red. Both her face and her fanny were clearly visible.
She went an even brighter red.
"What's up Gem?" Shrieked Tanya.
"Nothing," said Gemma, hastily inserting her memory stick and downloading the album.
She closed the computer. She looked across at Joe still standing in his ridiculous pose on her desk. She had thought that making him stand like that would be enough, but this put a whole new complexion on things.
He deserved more. Much more.
She went over to him.
"I am She Who Must Be Obeyed and you will obey me."
"Take off your clothes," she said.
The girls gasped. She was going to make him strip naked again.
"All of them."
Slowly but surely all his clothes came off until finally he was standing on the desk stark naked.
"Put you hands high above your head, arch your back and go up on tiptoes."
Joe did as he was told.
"Stretch as high as you can until all your muscles hurt."
Joe stretched up, back arched, muscles taut, legs aching with the strain.
"You will remember this position."
"Whenever you are in this position you will hold it until I give you permission to relax."
Gemma sat down at her desk and looked at him. It was quite a pleasing sight; his muscles looked stretched, his rib cage prominent, his bare bottom firm and taut, and most of all his flat stomach accentuated the clear view of his penis and genitals.
He could stay like that for the next half hour. It was fitting as his first punishment but by no means his last.
She who must be obeyed "I am 'She - Who Must Be Obeyed'. Who am I?" "She Who Must Be Obeyed," intoned Joe. The girls in the audience could hardly suppress their giggles. For a supposed boss Joe was... more
She Who Must Be Obeyed - Pt 2 Little Joe,Wed May 22 3:28pm
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