Young Boss Unwilling Celeb Pt 49

Part 49

Shawna quickly stepped up and lowered herself over Tim's lap, being careful to keep her legs tight together. When Tim placed his hand softly on her tensed glutes, she shivered, and felt goosebumps rising. This was so humiliating!

Tim slipped his hand up and down over the curve of Shawna's bare ass. "Now, just so there's no questions later about consent," he looked up at Carly, and winked at her, "you need to ask for your spanking. Just like the naughty professor did."

Shawna practically growled. "Oh, come on." Tim stayed silent, and continued to fondle her exposed bottom. Finally she said from between clenched teeth. "Please give me a spanking."

"I thought you'd never ask," he said, and gave her right cheek a sharp slap, savoring the way her firm flesh rippled under his hand. He followed up with a quick slap to her left cheek, and the spanking was on. He pummeled the pretty brunette's derriere with hard, fast spanks for a minute or two.

Then he slowed his pace, and began talking to her between spanks. "You're going to need to get [spank] more punishment [spank] than Carly did [spank] because you were very stubborn. [spank] And because [spank] of what you put me through tonight. [spank] Not to mention the way [spank] you've embarrassed me during the commercial shoots." [spank]

Then he stopped talking, and picked up the pace again. Shawna's butt was already getting pink, and felt warm under his hand as he spanked it rapid fire. She began to wriggle a bit, and he thought he heard a few quiet, gasping sounds from her.

After that second fast volley, Tim once again slowed things down. He gently began to caress her soft, smooth skin. "How many is that?"

Shawna said, "What?"

Tim said, "How many spanks is that?"

She turned her head to look back over her shoulder at him accusingly. "You didn't say I had to count."

"Didn't I?" Tim said, grinning, as he continued to massage her warm ass.

"No, you didn't," Shawna insisted, with an undertone of desperation in her voice. "You said that if I asked you for a specific number, I wouldn't be happy with what you came up with."

"Oh, that's right." He patted her tush condescendingly. "I guess you can listen, after all."

She frowned, but bit her tongue. Tim said, "So why don't you start counting now."

"But, how many--" she began, before stopping herself. She saw Tim smile, and wanted to jump up and slap his face. His smile got a little wider, and she felt like he was reading her thoughts. She kept quiet.

Tim slapped her butt. "Are you going to count now, like a good little girl?"

She made herself respond. "One."

Tim spanked her again. "That one didn't count. I was asking you a question."

She glared at him for a moment. "Okay. One."

Tim spanked her again. "That's not an answer. You need to answer my question before you start counting your spanks."

He waited, and Shawna finally said. "Yes. I'm ready to count now." Tim just looked at her. She frowned again. Took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. "I'm ready to count now, like a good little girl."

Tim chuckled, and patted Shawna's pretty bottom. "That's what I like to hear." Then he spanked her, harder than he had before. She flinched, and dropped her head again. "One."

And once again, Tim started spanking her quickly, with just enough time between spanks for her to softly call out the number through gritted teeth.

When he had reached twenty, he gave her a little break, and started to gently massage her now hot buns. He felt Shawna's body relax a little bit, after she had been tensed up under the rain of spanks she had endured.

Tim looked up at Carly, who was staring intently at Shawna's bare butt. "Professor Sands?" Tim asked. It felt good to call her by her professional title, as she was standing in front of him, totally naked, and with her own cute butt still warm and stinging from her spanking.

She blinked and looked up at him. "What?"

"Could you get the phone for me? I need to use the light for a minute."

Shawna twisted her head around to look back up at him. "Why?" There was an undertone of panic in her voice. "You can't take any pictures!"

Tim looked at her, and started to smile. "Actually, I was only planning to use the phone's light to inspect your bare bottom. Considering how dim it is in here, I want to be sure that I don't actually cause any welts, or serious damage to your tushie."

Shawna relaxed a little bit. Until Tim said, "But now that you brought it up, maybe a few souvenir pictures would be nice."

She groaned, and dropped her head again. Carly stepped gingerly past Tim and retrieved the cell phone, then handed it to him. As he took it from her, he quickly turned it toward her, moving the light quickly up from her slender thighs, over her delicate puss and up over her hard-nippled breasts, before turning it away.

He thought he caught the quick flourishing of a blush rising on her cheeks as the light passed over her nudity.

"Okay," Tim said, holding the phone above Shawna's plump, deep pink derriere and shining the light down onto it. "Let's see what we've got here."

He ran the fingers of his free hand very gently across her ass cheeks, while following them with the light. Fresh goose bumps rose under his fingertips. "Very nice, Shawna. Nice coloring, halfway between pink and red." He put a palm flat against the fullest curve of her right cheek. "Nice temperature, too. Very warm." He gave her tush a demeaning pat.

He leaned down a little, to get closer to her ear. She was holding her head down, looking at the floor now, but he could see the flushed pink skin of her neck and cheek, and knew that she was blushing. "You'll be glad to know that I haven't broken the skin."

"Great," she said in a very small voice.

"Both of you ladies really do have great asses," he said, winking at Carly. "I couldn't have asked for better targets for a spanking."

Tim returned his attention to Shawna's buns, sliding his hand gently over it again. "Very nice, even coloring. I think the only area that might need more attention is lower down here, on your sit spot." As he spoke, he dropped three fingers partially under the middle of her right cheek, and lifted it to the side just a bit.

In the flashlight's glow, he saw the moisture on the edge of her pussy lips, and a quick glimpse of her puckered butt hole before she clamped her legs together. He glanced at Carly out of the side of his eye, and saw that she was staring, her lips slightly parted, and he knew that she'd seen Shawna's arousal, too.

Tim said, "Okay, Professor, if you'll return this to the shelf again," and he handed her the phone.

As she turned away, Shawna thought that maybe Tim had forgotten about taking a picture of her humiliating exposure, but just then she heard his whisper from near her ear, and felt one of his fingers quickly slide down and then dip into her puss. "I see you're enjoying this, you naughty girl," Tim whispered.

Shawna was mortified, and she wiggled her ass and clamped her legs even more tightly, hoping that Carly hadn't heard him. In a few seconds, Carly put the phone back down and returned to where she had been standing, in front of Shawna.

Tim spanked Shawna again, and after he waited for a moment, she softly said, "One."

"Good girl," Tim said, and began a long, slow, measured punishment of pretty Shawna's equally pretty ass. First he focused on Shawna's sit spot, slapping and lifting slightly upward on the underside of her buns with each spank. This gave him quick, intermittent peeks at her glistening pussy each time.

Shawna was moaning softly now, and wiggling her ass just a little as she counted out each spank. Once the lower curves of her butt were sufficiently hot to the touch, he branched back out, distributing his spanks all over her rump. Her wriggling increased, as did her quiet moaning, and she began to kick her feet a little.

He would occasionally stop and softly caress her firm tush for a minute, then sneak one finger down to rim her outer lips, causing her to spasm and clench her buns. Then he'd begin the spanking again. When she forgot to start counting again, he reminded her. "40."

"F- f- forty," she moaned. And he continued.

When he reached 50, Shawna's posture and responses had changed. She was pursing her lips and exhaling loudly between each falling blow, and wriggling to try to move specific, stinging sections of her butt away from his spanks. He could smell her now, and knew she was aroused, and wasn't fighting him any more.

So he slowed down, and gave her ten last spanks, savoring the way her firm yet yielding ass quivered under his palm.

When she had gasped out, "60," he stopped, then said to Carly, "Could you get me the lotion, please?"

Carly did so, and as she handed it to him, he nodded to get her attention, and then pointed to the phone and waved it toward him with his fingertips. She understood, and gave him the phone. But he put his palm out to her and shook his head, and then nodded toward Shawna's very hot, bare bottom.

Carly held the phone up and gave him a questioning look, and he silently mouthed the word, "Video." Carly understood, and began recording. Tim smiled at her and winked, then turned his attention back to his naked boss.

"Okay, Shawna," he said softly. "Do you think you've had enough?"

She kept her head down, but quietly said, "Yes."

"All right," Tim said, opening the lotion and squeezing some of it into his right palm. "I was careful not to give you any bad welts, and now I'm going to make your poor bottom feel a little better."

Docile now, Shawna said, "Thank you," just as Tim upended his palm and touched the cool lotion to her warm, soft skin. He heard a small hiss from between her teeth, as he moved the lotion over the luscious curve of her derriere and down over the sit spot.

"You're very welcome. As badly as you've treated me, and as much as you've deserved this, I've always admired your gorgeous behind, and I did not want to do any serious damage to it."

As Tim drizzled some more lotion on Shawna's punished tush, little shivers went through her. Her previous moans had turned into something more like a deep purring, and she relaxed a little bit as he gently massaged the lotion into her warm flesh. Between subtly relaxing and clenching her cheeks, she inadvertently gave brief peeks at her shiny pussy and her shy little butthole.

Tim glanced up at Carly, and saw that she had the camera up and recording each humiliating moment of Shawna's wriggling stretches.

After another minute of enjoying the feel of Shawna's beautiful rear end under his hands, Tim looked at Carly and raised one hand a few inches above Shawna's buns and made a horizontal sliding motion. Carly understood, and stopped recording.

Tim said, "Professor, if you'll just take a few pictures to remember this tender moment, we'll be done here."

Upon hearing that, Shawna instantly came alive out of the pleasurable stupor that her stinging butt had lulled her into. Her head snapped up and she turned to shoot a panicked look back over her shoulder, taking in Tim, and just beyond him Carly, who was raising the phone.

"No!" Shawna hissed, as loudly as she dared.

Just then, in the hallway outside, footsteps and some female voices could be heard. Shawna, Tim and Carly all looked toward the door.

Tim put his finger to his lips. "Shhh!"

All three of them held their breath. The voices outside got louder as they approached, and then just a bit quieter as they passed the closet door, and then stopped in the hall. "He's got to be gone," said one voice that Tim thought might have been Danielle.

"I don't know how he did it, but he somehow managed to get out of here, without a stitch on and with every woman in the building looking for him," said another, in frustration.

"Shawna's nowhere to be found, either," said a third.

"I'll bet she's the one who found him!" As she talked more, all three naked people in the closet were now sure that she was Danielle. "She probably came across him, and tricked him into getting into her car with her, to drive him home."

"She should have shared him with the rest of us!"

"Would you have?"

"Well..." Muffled feminine laughter filtered quietly through the door.

"She probably parked in her building's garage and then tugged that gullible hunk through the hallway to her apartment by his big dick!"

"Diana!"

Another giggling voice said, "I can see him now, prancing around her apartment, trying to cover his junk with his hands while Shawna spanks his cute buns, and makes him cook her dinner."

Tim could feel himself blushing now. Shawna had her head down again, but Carly was staring at the door, with a tight look on her face like she might be suppressing a smile.

"I don't know about that. With the crush that lady has on him, I'll bet she's got her mouth full, but it's not with his cooking!"

More giggling. Tim thought for a moment about that "crush" comment, but then noticed that the voices were moving away.

"I'm taking one more lap around the outside of the building before I give up," one female said. "Just in case that naked hunk is cowering behind some bushes or something."

A soft buzz of conversation then trailed away, as the women turned into the connecting hallway and were gone.

"Okay," Tim said, breathing again, "let's take a few pictures to remember this by."

"No!" Shawna hissed again, bringing herself up one elbow and looking back at Carly, as Tim laid one arm heavily across her lower back to hold her in place. "Carly, don't you dare."

Tim looked at Carly. "Do you want me to spank your naughty professor's butt again, Dr. Sands?"

Carly blushed and shook her head, and held the phone up to snap a few pictures. Shawna struggled, but Tim held her tight and started her buns jiggling with a few more sharp spanks. She whimpered, gave up, and then turned away from the camera and lowered her head again.

"Make sure you get her back side," Tim told Carly, grinning as he patted Shawna's pink bottom condescendingly. "I mean, her good side."

He could hear what sounded almost like a frustrated growl coming from Shawna, as Carly captured her pretty ass in all its glory.

"Okay, Shawna," Tim said, "we need just a few shots with your face and your tush in the picture."

"No way!" Shawna said. "You said yourself that I've already been punished enough."

"Almost enough. But you've seen me on video in much worse positions than this, and this is non-negotiable. Whenever I look at these pictures, I want to remember whose pretty, bare butt this was." Tim emphasized his words with another pair of sharp spanks on her already stinging and glistening bottom.

She flinched at that, but kept her head down. So Tim spanked her six more times, with her wiggling wildly through each one.

"Fine," she spit out after the sixth new spank. She turned her head to look back at Carly over her own bare shoulder. Her hair was a wild, mussed mane, and her lipstick and what little makeup she had on was smudged. But the fire in her eyes and the flush across her pretty face brought out her angry beauty.

"Ooh, you are gorgeous when you're mad," Tim teased, as Carly snapped a picture.

"Now, say 'cheese,' Shawna!"

"You've got to be--" she said, before Tim interrupted her with another flurry of sharp spanks on her stinging buns.

She shook her head, and blew some strands of hair from out of her eyes, looking desperate. Tim said, "We're waiting," and slapped both cheeks again.

Finally Shawna inhaled deeply and then blew out the air again, and attempted a smile. It was uncomfortable, and inauthentic, and weak. Carly took a picture.

But Tim chided Shawna, "You can do better than that, naughty girl." And he slapped her hot bottom again.

Shawna tried again, and this time her faltering attempt at a smile made her look vulnerable and mortified. Tim loved it! "That's my girl," he said, patting her ass several times.

When Carly had gotten several final pics, Tim said, "Good job, professor. Now if you can just wait a few minutes to be sure that the hallway is empty, I'd like you to take Shawna's key and go back to the locker and return with my clothes."

Carly's eyes widened. "C- can I p-p- put my clothes on first?"

Tim laughed, holding pressure on Shawna's bare back as she tried to stand up. "Of course you can. I don't want you to get caught mincing through the hallway in your birthday suit!"

"I can get them for you," Shawna said, but Tim grinned at her.

"I'll bet you could. But we both know that as soon as you got your clothes on and got out of here, I'd never get my clothes back!"

Shawna didn't even try to argue. Tim held his hand out toward Carly, and she gave him the cell phone, then scampered to the pile of her clothes.

So Tim sat in the chair, naked, with Shawna still stretched out over his lap, naked, while they watched Carly wriggle her way back into her clothes. It was an enticing show, as the pretty professor awkwardly covered up her bouncing breasts, then her delicate pussy and pink, well-spanked bottom.

Tim recorded the entire process on the cell phone, and when Carly finally started to put on her shoes, she noticed him holding up the phone. "Hey! Did you record that whole--

Tim grinned, and lowered the phone. "I've got the whole peep show. But you don't have to worry. I promise I won't show anyone, as long as you're back here in 3-4 minutes with my clothes."

Carly quickly tied both shoes, then went to the door and listened. They couldn't hear anyone outside, so Carly flipped the deadbolt quietly, opened the door a crack, and listened some more. When she didn't hear anything else, she opened the door a few more inches and snuck a peek up and down the hallway.

Then she eased out into the hallway and was gone. Tim held Shawna's waist with one hand and leaned over as far as he could toward the door, and flipped the dead bolt again.

"Can I please get dressed now?" Shawna asked, meekly.

Tim patted her butt lightly. "Not yet. We need to talk for a second."

"About what?" she asked, looking warily back up at him over her shoulder.

"I know what you want," Tim said. He once again began to slide his hand over her warm, bare bottom in a slow, sensuous massage.

"You do?" Shawna said.

"Yes. I know you've got a lot riding on this ad campaign, and you desperately want me to keep going playing the embarrassed boy toy role that you manipulated me into."

"You're the one who--" Shawna began, but then she gasped and her eyes widened, as Tim slipped his hand downward and dipped one finger into her wet pussy. He wiggled it up and down, and then slipped in a second finger beside it.

Shawna moaned and closed her eyes, her breathing accelerating. Tim said, "Look at me, Shawna."

The pretty brunette opened her eyes, her pupils enlarged and her eyelids trembling, as she looked over her naked shoulders and into Tim's eyes. He suddenly increased his pace, and she moaned. They could both feel his hardness beneath her, pushing against her upper thigh, and she started to reach for his dick.

"Don't!" He was close to cumming himself, and he didn't want to give up that control.

She dropped her hand, and he sped up his fingers plunging into her, and in a few seconds she began to tremble. She closed her eyes again, and he felt the slender muscles in her thighs fluttering as her lips tightened on his fingers, and her bottom wriggled and shivered.

She spasmed over and over again, out of control, trying to keep from groaning as loudly as she began to. After what seemed like 30 seconds of a full, lower-body spasm, she relaxed and breathed deeply, in and out. When her eyes finally reopened, Tim was smiling at her, and she blushed and dropped her head.

"Now, wasn't that better than slapping me and throwing me out of your apartment, and never talking to me again?" Tim said softly.