Hal ran a finger along the soaked panel. Hailey let out a needy mewl and arched her back.
“No orgasms until you tell me first why you have been acting so naughty at a job interview for my company.”
She stiffened and peeped with wide eyes over her shoulder at Hal.
“Your company?”
Hal smirked. “Yes, brat, my company. Perhaps you knew that already and looked me up on the internet and came searching for me after I gave you money at the diner. Maybe you thought if you dressed like a sexy schoolgirl you could extort money from me. Tell me, Hailey, are you a gold digger?”
Hal gripped her panties and tugged them up. The wedgie brought Haley onto her tiptoes with a gasp. He held her undies in place with one hand, and with the other, brought it down with a loud crack on Hailey’s ass. She let out a squeak of surprise.
“No, Sir. I did not know, I swear it.”
Hal cracked his hand down several times while Hailey’s toes danced on the floor.
“You wouldn’t lie to Daddy now, would you?”
Hal aimed his hand at the junction of her thighs and ass, making a slight cupping with his hand for premium effect on her bottom. A seasoned Daddy knew that cupping the sit spot created a greater sting and left a handprint behind that would not linger for longer than a few minutes, but she would feel it for a day or two. This would serve as a reminder of who he was and how she needed to behave while in his presence.
After a dozen spanks, Hal stopped and released the underwear from between Hailey’s swollen lips and ass crack. Hal tugged them down her legs and they pooled at her ankles. He had her step out of them and scooped them up and depositedthem into his pocket. Standing back, he admired the twin handprints that brightened her sit spot. He gently ran a finger over the ridges. Hailey stiffened and groaned with his touch, but her discomforted sounds quickly altered to mewls of pleasure and soon she was arching her back.
Hal leaned in close, his words almost a growl against the shell of her ear. “Now that the warm-up is done, I want you to shuffle over to the left side of the office and stand with your nose in the corner and your hands behind your back. Clear?”
Hailey nodded vigorously.
Hal picked up the ruler he had smacked on the desk earlier and brought it down across both cheeks. Hailey squealed and kicked a foot in the air.
“Words Hailey. Next time I ask you a direct question and you nod instead of answering me, I will give you ten.”
“Yes, Sir!”
“Good girl,” he practically growled. “Now, up you get and over to that corner. Hal pointed to the far corner and watched Hailey shuffle there. He admired the creamy pale skin of her legs when contrasted with her rosy red of her twin globes. But what really called to him was the evidence of how turned on she was from her spanking that coated her swollen lips and inner thighs. For the first time in his years as a daddy, Hal couldn’t wait for her to finish corner time so he could feel those warm buns pressed against his thigh while they talked about today’s mishap.
He was now clear that her presence at his office was a surprise to her and not a premeditated attempt to get money from him. The shock in her eyes confirmed that. His questions from earlier repeated—why here, and why the interview with the heavy innuendos? Did she do that at all her interviews? He certainly hoped not.
When ten minutes had passed, Hal called her back from the corner and stood her between his legs.
“It’s time for ten with the ruler, naughty girl. But first, I think you have something to say to me.”
A blush crept up her neck, spreading across her cheeks. Almost the same color as her ass, Hal mused.
“Who is going to see the video?” Haley’s shy question took Hal by surprise, and his confusion must have been clear as Haley quickly jumped in to clarify.
“You know, the video from our interview. I thought it was one of those reality TV things, but with my ass on display, I hope it’s not, or could you delete that part?”
Hal finally understood and couldn’t contain the laughter that erupted. All this time she’d thought this was fake, which explained her odd behavior. She thought she was on a show! Oh boy, that was a new one.
Hal laughed so hard while Hailey stood stoically before him, with her skirt still tucked up into the waistband of her plaid mini.
“I’m so sorry, Sir. When I saw you here, I thought it was a prank. Believe me, I never would have acted so badly. I’m ashamed of my conduct. Please forgive me.”
Hal witnessed the sincerity in Hailey’s mien and decided the entire incident had been based on a misconception of this being a reality TV show and not a premeditated seduction to get money from him or anything else but an honest to goodness job application.
“I completely forgive you, sweet girl, but I still need to give you ten with the ruler.”
“What! Why?”
Hailey tried to escape from between Hal’s thighs, but he tipped over his muscular thighs and secured her by banding one arm around her waist
