parkingtickets

mf nc mild sm mutual


Here is the story of an experience I had during my senior year at a large
Midwestern University.

One day, I was invited to a frat party and decided that I was going to break
a few hearts while I was there. I put on a white, semi-sheer blouse with
poofy sleeves, navy blue shorts that came down to mid-thigh, and white,
opaque hose under those. You could barely see the straps and cups of my bra
through the shirt. On the way to the party, I remembered that I had six
overdue parking tickets and that the campus traffic and parking office had
sent me a notice saying that my car would be towed away the next time I
parked on campus. I decided to stop there on my way and see what could be
done. I detoured over to the Department of Parking and ran in quickly. The
receptionist was extremely rude. "I'm sorry, we don't make exceptions for
anyone. You have six tickets and that comes to $200. You will have to pay in
full to clear your records." After several minutes of arguing, I demanded to
see the woman's boss. The receptionist got up and disappeared through a door
behind her desk. She returned in a huff and said, "Mr. B___ will see you
now." I went through the door into the room. I noticed a couch and endtable
on the far wall and a chair in front of a desk directly opposite me. The man
behind the desk was apparently buried in paper work. He didn't even look up
as he said, "I'm Chris B___, can I help you?" I told him that I had $200 in
parking tickets and there was no way I could pay them. I asked if there
something that could be done? "No, I am sorry there isn...". Looking up
briefly, Chris paused as the first thing he saw were my legs.

"Come over here and sit down and we'll disscuss it. Your name is Jennifer,
right? Now Jennifer, you realize the serious nature of what you have done?"

I said that I did and sat down in front of him and crossed my legs. I
couldn't keep the shorts from pulling up and revealing most of my thighs.

"Six parking tickets. $200. That's quite a bit..."

"I know. I am sorry. It just got out of hand." I couldn't help but notice
that he was staring rather pointedly at my white, nyloned thighs.

"Well, Jennifer, here is what I can do for you. I can substitue the $200 in
fines with something else..."

"What?" I asked.

"A spanking.", said Chris.

I couldn't belive my ears. A spanking? Was this guy nuts? I hadn't been
spanked in years and wasn't about to start up again now. I said, "Goodbye"
and headed towards the door.

His voice stopped me, "Would you like to go to school here next semester,
Jennifer?"

I told him to forget it and that I would just pay the $200."

"I'm afraid that won't do anymore. To clear your record, you are simply
going to have to submit to a spanking."

"No way", I said.

"Well, you better consider another school then."

If I'd been more aware, I would've noticed how erect my nipples had become
but I was too angry at what was going on. After several seconds of thought,
I became resigned to my fate and went back and sat in the chair.

"Alright, you bastard, you win."

Chris got up and went aroun his desk to stand in front of me. Very slowly,
he reached out a hand slid it along my thigh.

"You look gorgeous in white hose. How did you know they were my favorite?"

Chris continued runnning his hands over my legs for several more minutes
then said," Get up and go stand by the couch."

I stood up and crossed slowly to the couch.

"Take off your shoes." I removed my flats and Chris crossed the room and sat
in the middle of the couch.

"Now, unbutton your shirt."

"Wait a fucking minute..."

"Do it, Jennifer, or you'll find out what a real spanking is."

I unbuttoned my shirt.

"Very good. Now hold it open so I can see your breasts."

I closed my eyes and held the shirt wide open. Chris stared at my breasts.
God, he wanted to touch them.

"What size bra do you wear?

"35D", I whispered.

"35D. God you're beautiful." I think that I blushed at that - I know I
looked down and saw that my chest had turned crimson.

"Unbutton your shorts."

"No, please..."

"Jennifer, don't make me tell you again."

I unbuttoned and unzipped them leaving them barely hanging on my hips.

"Lay down across my lap."

I moved forward and lay with my waist at his hips. His hand moved under my
chest squeezing and pinching my breasts.

"Stretch your arms out in front of you."

I streched my arms over my head grabbing on to the arm of the couch. Chris
leaned over to the table and opened a drawer pulling out two lentghs of of
thin cord. He tied my ankles together and then to the arm of the couch and
then did the same with her hands. I'm ashamed to admit that I began crying.

"Please, I don't want to do this. I'll go to another school. Please let me
go."

I pulled on the cords but was tied so tightly I could barely move. Chris
gently fondled my breasts saying," It's too late for that now, Jennie." He
begin to run his hands over my legs again. Finally, he stopped.

"Now I am going to spank you. Keep track of which one were on because if I
lose track, Jennifer, we'll have to start over."

"Please, oh please, no...."

I tried to struggle as he pulled down my shorts but to no avail. I felt him
pull down my hose around the tops of my thighs and he begin to squeeze my
nipples. I wasn't ready for the first swat and squealed out, "One!" just as
the second spank hit me. "Two!" By the tenth one, I was sobbing
uncontrollably and didn't care anymore. Fortunetly, Chris didn't care
whether I called them out or not. After thirty, I lay on his lap exhausted
with my ass burning. Chris paused.

"Please," I begged, "isn't that enough? I promise to be good from now on."

"Not quite, there is one more thing."

Chris slid his hands slowly between my legs and very gently begin to finger
my cunt lips.

Chris slowly slid his finger inside me. It was then that I noticed that I
was dripping wet. He slid his finger slowly over me for several minutes then
begin to gently massage my clitoris. I started rubbing myself against him,
my body pressing his finger further into me. Chris picked up the pace,
gently carresing me and smiling as he watched me struggle against the cords.
After several minutes, I reached a loud orgasm and Chris let me lay there
for awhile. Then he untied the cords. I stood up on shaky legs and swayed in
front of him. I pulled up my hose and shorts and buttoned my shirt. After a
few seconds, I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Thank you." I said. Then turned and left the office.