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My Boss Spanked me and set me Free

My Boss Spanked Me.. I was angry and embarrassed but at the same time I became free.

I knew from the first day that I walked into my managers office to meet him something was different about him. Somehow I felt as though there was some sort of spiritual connection or an instant chemistry or bond that would never be broken .That somehow our paths were destined to cross. At this point in my life I thought that I had experienced every emotion and that my romance instinct was dead or deeply desensitized. Some days I could feel him thinking about me from several feet away in an office with a closed door... I could see his face looking at me in adoration from more than 600 feet away as though I was standing right in front of him ....a feeling so intense that I had to shake my head as to make sure that I was not day dreaming.... the sound of his voice made me quiver in places that are unspeakable in the workplace. This man frightened me and I sensed danger but also a deep sense of caring. It’s almost as though we could read each other’s thoughts and had a body language all of our own. People in the office could sense the connection and became deeply envious and stopped at nothing to do what they thought was necessary to stop the inevitable. When I did something that he was not pleased with or if anyone found fault in anything that I did... he called me in his office to scold me with a deep angry frown on his face...while he searched the features of my face ...the top of my head my breast and even my arms as to try to memorize every inch of me so that he could recall it when we were not in each other’s presence. It is as though the time that we have alone were always fighting or at a stalemate. We once had a stolen moment in an elevator where my instincts where to scoop my breast as to make them more noticeable and readily available… Without thinking I leaped toward him and he leaped toward me only for me to recoil in my corner to break the thick lust and hunger inside both of us.

One day I was about to demolish one of his ignorant cohorts in a corporate investigation. This woman was devoid of all self thought... ignorant to a fault. She had made several indiscretions against me but he forbad me to retaliate. Just one hour before the meeting to hold her accountable... he called me in his office.. I thought to reason with me not to do this...everyone in the office were tense...as I walked in I saw this look I had seen so many times before one of anger and danger but felt more intense. He said to me very clearly and succinctly with his Jaw twitching. He moved his head to one side as to roll his neck. " Do not say a word! I will only tell you once!  His eyes narrowed as to dare me… I then walked closer to his desk with a confidence that I had never felt in his presence before and I said I will do as I please! The only thing that I could remember is him leaping forward grabbing my forearm and pulling me across his lap as he sat on his desk. He then began to spank me so hard that I could feel pain that was so intense all I could do is scream stop it! Please stop it as I cried and begged. I looked behind me and up at him to see his intense anger and tears as he cried with me.. saying you will obey me.  How dare you make me feel for you. This is not appropriate you are a black woman and I am a white man! He beat me harder and harder until I felt as though my buttocks were on fire... until I said please stop I love you and he stopped and cocked his hand to try and hit me again but instead he grabbed me toward him and a position that made me look like a small child in his arms and said I love you too. I don't want to hurt you I love you I love you...then he kissed me... while several people stared though the glass door mouths open wide some looking with awe ...some with anger and some with tears of confusion. I then focused my attention back on him and I searched his face to discover pure love and adoration ... I felt more free and more Love at that moment in my life than I have ever dreamt possible. All the racial anger I had felt in my life was replaced with LOVE.


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