Petra Gets Punished (FFFF/M & FFFF/F)

Postby LordNelson » Sun Aug 31, 2014 11:05 am

Friday

Memo to all employees

Starting Monday Mike Taylor of Taylor IT Solutions will be in the office to upgrade our systems and address any issues you may have with any computer related issues. Please give him your full cooperation. It is expected that the necessary work will take five days.

Petra read the memo and smiled. There was a good chance that Mike Taylor was the owner of the company. Owners usually pay themselves well. Hopefully he was also good looking and single too. Petra was in the mood to meet someone who might be able to take care of her in ways that she couldn’t afford to accomplish on her own budget.

Saturday & Sunday

All weekend Petra imagined a number of fantasy scenarios that all ended with her in the arms of a dashing millionaire. She knew that it wasn’t too likely to happen but a girl can wish can’t she.

Monday

Monday morning it was the usual hassle; what to wear to work. This time it was bit more complicated. She had to appear to be professional and competent and yet still have the sex appeal needed to impress this fellow should he prove to be worth pursuing.

After applying deep red polish to her finger and toe nails it was time for some sparkle. A bit of flashy gold jewelry should do the trick. First a necklace, after that a bracelet followed by earrings and then a few rings on her fingers. She finished off with a toe ring and then it was into the closet to see what to wear.

She decided on her favorite black skirt with a matching jacket. The skirt hugged her hips flawlessly to show off her figure. The jacket was darted perfectly to emphasize her shape and accentuate her breasts. A snug white silk blouse would cling in all the right places. Nude tights and a pair of peep toed pumps with two inch heels finished her ensemble. She turned in front of the mirror and was pleased. She had the look she was hoping for; hot executive.

When she arrived at the office she could see that several others had been thinking the same thing. At least half a dozen of her coworkers were also looking much better than they usually did. It looked like Petra was going to have some competition for Mr. Taylor’s attentions but she felt up to the challenge.

She started to work on a few outstanding jobs and waited, as did the others, to see what he was like when he arrived. She didn’t wait long. The office manager stood at one end of the room and called for everyone’s attention.

‘Mike Taylor will be starting this morning. Security is getting him an employee pass and he will be showing up here in a few minutes. He will be requiring fifteen to twenty minutes with each of you to assess your IT requirements. Please make him feel welcome and provide him with whatever information and assistance he may require. Here he is now. I would like to introduce to you Mike Taylor.’

It was as if someone was slowly letting the air out of a balloon. The atmosphere of excited anticipation of the women gave way to disappointment. He was what they should have expected but not what they were hoping for.

Mike is a mid-twenties chap in slacks and a polo shirt; casual shoes and no tie. He’s just a regular guy; no dashing Armani suit, no gold rings or Rolex watch, no expensive Gucci shoes. His purpose when he gets dressed in the morning is to look one notch above casual but well short of corporate.

Petra, like the others, felt her dreams evaporating. He was a good looking guy but he was too young and too poor. She refocused her thoughts and went back to work.

It was about two hours later before Mike got to Petra’s desk. She had been watching him as he worked his way through the open concept office space interviewing the others as he got nearer to her. He seemed to be friendly and efficient. His lively mannerisms were accompanied by exaggerated hand gestures and laughter. He was good at putting people at ease and it seemed to be a natural talent, not forced or faked.

She felt that she had him figured out by the time he sat with her which is why it was a little surprising that he seemed to be a bit nervous and reserved. His questions, which should have been well rehearsed by now, were hesitant. He lacked that spark she saw with the others.

She began to feel that her efforts to look good may have had an unexpected side effect. She thought that maybe somehow he was intimidated by her. She soon found out differently.

Mike examined her computer and its various connections. He followed the cables as they went from PC to monitor, PC to printer and PC to mouse and keyboard. Petra had paid close attention and knew he hadn’t done that for anyone else. His examination seemed meaningless until he followed her power and network cables to their terminus under the desk.

He pushed back his chair and stooped over to have a better view. Petra knew instantly what was happening. He was checking out her legs. He paid more attention to her calves than the cables. She realized then that this was no case of intimidation that caused his discomfort; he fancied her.

She decided that it was time to have a bit of fun with him. She stretched out her leg, right across his field of vision, and pointed towards the network outlet with the pointed toe of her shiny pump. ‘I think that connection is loose. Doesn’t it look loose to you?’

‘Maybe I should have a look at it’ he said stuttering a bit. He dropped to his hands and knees and began to squeeze in under the desk. Petra smiled and made no attempt to move as he pushed against her. He wasn’t about to ask her to move either as the back of his bare arm brushed against the side of her leg. He reached out and wiggled the connection.

‘There that should do it’ he said. He returned his hand to the floor and before he could begin to back out from under the desk Petra placed her foot onto his hand and pressed down with the spike heel.

‘Oh dear!’ she exclaimed ‘I’m so sorry about that.’ If he could have seen her face the expression of mischief was beyond concealing; she was enjoying this.

‘No problem’ came from a shaky voice from under the desk. ‘I think I’ll survive, no damage done.’

‘Here; let me rub that for you’ she purred as she slipped off her shoe and placed the sole of her stocking foot onto his hand. She began to rub it gently. It was at this point that something unexpected happened. Her intention was to make him uncomfortable and to have a laugh while doing it. Instead both of them became aroused.

Mike had fantasized about this moment for years but had never expected that it would actually happen. He had been under many desks in his quest to covertly get close to women’s legs and feet but the only response he had ever gotten before was a few angry comments and one slap in the face. Now he had not only achieved the impossible dream but it was being administered by one of the sexiest women he had ever had the pleasure of meeting.

From the moment that Petra’s foot made contact the notion of it being a joke disappeared. She is no stranger to the pleasures that one can have with their feet and while she had certainly been the recipient of much more intimate stimulation this situation did have its merits. The warm feeling that radiated from her sole was amplified by the knowledge that it was happening in an office full of people who had no idea what was taking place under her desk.

She knew she should stop and he knew he shouldn’t encourage it but both were caught up in the forbidden pleasure they were having. She continued to massage. He didn’t have to do anything but keep his hand flat on the floor. The bulge of his knuckles kneaded her foot and she pressed harder and harder. It was only the appearance of the mail delivery that forced her to stop as he went from desk to desk dropping off correspondence into the IN baskets and picking up from the OUT’s.

Mike crawled out and stood up. He looked at Petra and with a voice that had found its confidence again he loudly told her ‘That cable seems to be worn out. I’ll bring a new one tomorrow and replace it.’

Tuesday

Petra was back on front of the mirror having another “what to wear” dilemma. She wasn’t certain if there was going to be another rendezvous with Mike but she was certain that her efforts to look good had been the attraction for the first. She decided that today she would dress down a bit, not quite so corporate looking, but a bold color was necessary to catch his eye.

She decided on a red top that had a history of hugging her bosom in just the right way to make it the center of attention. Basic black was in order for the rest; skirt, tights and pumps. She knew the effect that black has on men and was sure that Mike would be no different.

Mike was busy all morning but right after lunch he found his way to Petra’s desk. ‘I have that new cable’ he told her ‘it will just take a few minutes to install.’ ‘I’m pretty busy right now’ she answered ‘but go ahead.’ ‘Just keep working’ he replied ‘I’ll do my best to stay out of your way.’

The word play was perfect; as if they had rehearsed it. Each of them knew what they wanted but they had to make a game of it for anyone who might be watching.

She squeezed over a bit and he squeezed into the small space she had made for him. His hip brushed against her arm. He reached over the desk to unplug the cable from the back of her PC. His leg pressed against hers. He connected the new wire and dropped the other end down behind the desk.

He got down onto his hands and knees and ducked under the desk. Her shoes were already off. As he removed the old cable and plugged in the new one she slipped one foot under his pant leg and rubbed his calf. Then she placed the arch of her other foot against his arm and ran it up and down.

It was bad enough that he was working with one hand but the excitement of Petra’s attentions caused him to fumble with the wires even more. He couldn’t see it but just knowing there was a foot clad in black nylon touching him gave him goose bumps of bliss.

The whole job only took about a minute but that was more than enough time to satisfy them both. It wasn’t so much what they did but where and when that mattered. The challenge of trying to do it in a public place without getting caught made it so intense that minimal contact had maximum effect.

When Mike came out and stood the traces of a smile showed in spite of his attempts to hide it. ‘It’s still a bit loose’ he said ‘I’ll have to change the main jack tomorrow.’

Wednesday

When Petra woke up she already knew what she was going to wear, she had dreamt about it. The black ensemble of yesterday had worked its magic on her intended target so it would be black again today but with one significant change. She opted for stockings instead of tights. In her dream her lover had a glimpse up her skirt at her bare thighs which a profound effect on the quality of the moment. Maybe that could become a reality. A simple white blouse was all that was required to complete her look.

Mike showed up with a new network jack and a tool box first thing in the morning. He explained, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear, that he would have to crawl under her desk again for about ten minutes to change the jack. She complained that she was very busy and he assured her that she could continue to work. He would do his best to stay out of her way.

She pulled her chair out and he shoved his tool box under the desk and then followed it. He crawled in and with some difficulty in the cramped space he turned and sat facing Petra. She rolled the chair back and sat down. Had anyone been paying attention the silliness of the scene they had just acted out would have been obvious but apparently they were all too busy to notice.

When Petra sat her skirt rode up, as skirts are inclined to do, but she made no effort to pull it back down. She wanted to show Mike as much leg as possible. He looked up to see about an inch of bare skin between the hem of her skirt and the lacy tops of her stockings. An inch was all it took to put him in the mood.

After two days of Petra administering to him it was time for Mike to return the favor. He slipped off his shoes and was barefoot. Using his feet he slipped Petra’s shoes off. He caressed her foot between his and gave it a massage. Then he did the other. Then he used his toes to explore her ankles and calves. Petra was finding it difficult to pretend to be working.

She could barely conceal the pleasure she was feeling but when his foot began to slip between her thighs she knew that it had to end before she did something she couldn’t control. As he stretched to reach past the stockings she clamped her legs together stopping his amorous advance just short of its goal. He gently pulled his foot back and the sensation caused her to close her eyes and take deep breath. The feeling of the stockings against his foot made Mike do the same.

She quickly looked around and was relieved so see that no one seemed to notice.

Thursday

The weather forecast was calling for a hot day and Petra planned to make hers hot in another way; by dressing cool. The last few days at work had left her feeling soft and feminine so she decided to look the part. A yellow pastel t-shirt with a green pastel skirt was a colorful way to do it. Bare legs were essential to cope with the heat.

Mike was done with the individual upgrades and stayed busy until mid-afternoon with system changes. Petra was just beginning to think that their time together might be at an end when he came into the office area.

‘I’m going to need a hand in the server room’ he announced in a loud voice ‘can anyone spare me some time? Just a few minutes will do.’

Petra stood so quickly she almost knocked her chair over. It rolled back quickly and thumped noisily into the desk behind her. It bounced off and wobbled to a stop. Work ceased as all eyes were on Petra. Thinking quickly the best she could come up with was ‘I need the stretch my legs anyways so I can do it.’

So far each of their trysts had been on the spur of the moment; none had been planned or discussed. In the server room alone together would be the perfect time to change that but Mike seemed to be all business.

‘I need you to follow my instructions exactly’ he told her ‘the entire success of this operation is critical on getting each detail perfect.’ She nodded in agreement. He led her over to the equipment cabinets. The cabinets had racks with various routers, servers and switches. Each had a multitude of red, green and yellow lights; some solidly lit, others flashing at various rates. The first three racks were full from top to bottom but the fourth was only partially equipped and the bottom half was vacant.

‘We are going to utilize that empty space’ he said as he pointed to it. He opened the door on the front of the cabinet and then moved around to open the door at the rear. ‘I need you to come back here’ he indicated. Petra came around to the back while he returned to the front.

He squatted down and looked through the cabinet. He paused for a moment to admire her legs and then asked her to squat too. She got down and looked at him through the empty rack. ‘Now sit on the floor and put your legs into the cabinet.’ It was probably the strangest request that had ever been made of her and Petra was puzzled. Before she could question his directive he said, in a firm voice, ‘No questions; just do it. Now please!’

She sat and awkwardly put her feet into to open doorway. She shuffled on her butt to get them in farther. Mike reached in, grabbed her by the ankles and pulled until her feet were out of the front. Her skirt clung to the carpeted floor and she slipped out of it until her panties were showing. He opened his toolbox and took out two blue network cables each about three feet long. He lifted each foot about six inches from the bottom of the cabinet and using the cables tied her ankles to the equipment racks; one on each side.

The smile on her face told Mike all he needed to know. ‘I thought you might like this’ he said. He slipped off her shoes and kissed each of her bare toes. Then he sat back and removed his shoes too. He pressed his feet against hers, sole to sole, and began to work his magic. He was as talented with his toes as most people were with their fingers.

He began to massage her feet kneading and manipulating the likes of which Petra had never felt before. It wasn’t long before Petra was flat on her back gasping as waves of pleasure washed over her. Each time he touched a ticklish spot her instinct was to pull her foot away. With her ankles securely bound it wasn’t possible and tickles of delight soon turned to tremors of pleasure. Mike was enjoying watching her bound ankles working against the cables as much as he was enjoying the intimate contact.

In a surprisingly short time Mike’s feet managed to bring bliss to her toes, arches and heels. Petra was in heaven. Mike discretely ended the session with another flurry of kisses to her feet. He knew that it would be dangerous to get caught up in the moment and wisely decided that it was time to stop. For Petra it ended all too soon but she also knew that the longer it went on the more likely it would be that they got caught.

Petra was halfway back to her desk before she realized that she was barefoot.

Friday

Petra woke up feeling fantastic. In an office full of young attractive single women she had beaten the odds and been the one to attract the attention of a young man who made her feel wonderful. Somehow, without exchanging a single word that wasn’t work related, they had managed to indulge their desires without being noticed by her co-workers.

Today the aim was to dress to impress. A pin striped dress suit with a white blouse would fill the requirements. Finishing it off with black stockings and pumps once again made her the queen of corporate sexiness.

The work day started off with an unexpected but welcome announcement from Petra’s boss. The changes that Mike had implemented in the office’s systems were already having a positive effect. In order to celebrate the company would be allowing an extended lunch break and providing the food after which they could take the rest of the day off with pay.

The announcement momentarily picked up Petra’s spirits but soon she settled back into a gloomy mood. She had enjoyed a remarkable week with Mike but it was coming to an end. Their mutual interests were based on having an illicit liaison in the office. Pursuing a relationship outside of the job would not work. The difference in age and interests was just too big; their common sexual desires would not be enough to sustain a long term rapport and they both knew it.

She also realized that even though Mike was at the office he would be busy all morning with paper work; summarizing his final report and filing his expenses. That meant her time with him, other than saying good bye over lunch, was at an end.

When lunch time came she filled a plate with food and tried to find him. He was nowhere in sight. As she looked around a coworker named Louise motioned for her to come over.

Louise was one of the new young employees. She and three other recent hires stuck together and didn’t make much of an effort to fit in so it surprised Petra that she would want to socialize now but none of the others were anywhere to be seen so maybe she just wanted some company over lunch.

Petra put her plate down but didn’t even get to sit before Louise asked ‘Were you looking for Mike?’ Petra was surprised by her question, how did she know, but answered back ‘Yes I am. I wanted to thank him for the work he did on my computer, it runs much faster now.’

‘The last time I saw him he was going into the small conference room. If you want to thank him you had better hurry, I think he may be leaving soon.’

Petra was still attempting to conceal her tryst and didn’t want to appear to be too anxious but this might be her last chance to tell him that it had been fun. She said ‘Well maybe I’ll go see him now just in case he does leave.’ She tried to appear casual but hustled off moving more quickly than normal.

She paused outside of the door to gather her thoughts before entering. She knocked lightly but there was no response. The door swung open and she entered. Her arms were grabbed by people on either side. At that moment there was really no need to hold her; what she saw had her frozen in her tracks.

Mike was lying on his side on the floor. He had been stripped to his white underwear. His tool box was open beside him and his wrists and ankles had been bound with assorted computer cables. One of his black socks had been shoved into his mouth and a blue network cable had been wrapped around his head several times and knotted to hold it in.

On one side of Petra was Susanna, on the other was Steph. Standing over Mike was Sally. Louise came from behind and closed the door and then hand gagged Petra. ‘Here’s your chance to say good bye’ Louise hissed into her ear. ‘All week we were hoping that your buddy here would find some time for us too but everyday he came in and headed straight for you. We’re younger, we’re sexier and we have more to offer but for whatever reason he preferred to spend his time with you. Now you can spend some quality time together.’

Sally came over with Mike’s other sock. Petra opened her mouth wide when Louise took her hand away. With four of them ganging up on her there was no point in resisting. Once the gag was secured with a USB cable they set to work removing her clothes. She was stripped to her panties. In a few minutes she was lying on her side, hands bound behind and ankles tied tightly, facing Mike.

As Petra gazed into his eyes she recognized the look that was there. He wasn’t afraid or upset; he was excited. So was Petra. If this was meant to be punishment they had certainly failed.

‘Take a good look’ growled Louise ‘it’s going to be the last time you see that face for a while.’

The women turned Mike around and then rolled him over. He was facing Petra’s feet and she was facing his. Petra’s stockings were wrapped around each of their necks and then passed between the others ankles. Their bodies were pushed together. When the stockings were pulled tight his feet pressed into Petra’s face and her feet pressed into Mike’s. The stockings were knotted holding them securely foot to face.

‘We’re going for lunch now. We’ll be back to let you two loose in an hour or so. Have fun.’ The sarcasm in Louise’s voice was wasted on the two bound captives. Unknown to her they were going to have fun and couldn’t have imagined a better way to do it if they had tried to.

Before the door closed behind the last one Mike’s toes were already working on Petra’s gag. As he twisted and turned the hair on his legs tickled her bare breasts and her nipples stiffened making it even more sensual. It wasn’t long before he managed to loosen the cable and pull it away. Petra pushed the sock with her tongue but it was only halfway out when Mike managed to grab it with his toes and finish the removal.

Trying to duplicate his efforts she began to work on his gag. As she tried to find the right position for her feet the hair on his chest tickled her legs. Several times an involuntary twitch resulted in a kick to Mike’s face. He would mmph and she would apologize but in spite of it they were having a great time. He liked the feel of her body against his, the perfumed smell of her feet and the feel of her toes as they probed his face looking to find a way under the cable.

The occasional glimpse of her red nail polish as she moved her feet around excited him. The occasional glimpse of the cable binding her ankles was also a turn on; it was something that he had often imagined doing to a woman like Petra. His gag was tighter than hers and eventually the only way to get hold of it was to curl her toes and dig in. She left a few scratches on his face but was able to work it out from between his teeth.

He kissed her toes and said ‘Thank you; that was the worst tasting sock I’ve ever been gagged with!’ She laughed at the thought that this wasn’t the first time he had been gagged with a sock. She agreed that it wasn’t very pleasant but added that it was the only part of this experience that hadn’t been fun.

The stockings had enough stretch in them to allow them to move around a little. For the next hour their limited mobility was more than compensated for by their creativity. Mike was disappointed that it was difficult to play with her heels and arches but he more than made up for it with her toes. He kissed, licked and sucked them until his lips and his tongue were going numb.

Petra tried to return the pleasure but she was so caught up in her own delight she found it difficult to focus. She finally had to tell him to take a break so that she could have some fun too. Her toes had never been so thoroughly pleasured before and taking a lesson from Mike’s technique she tried to do the same for him. Judging from his moans of joy it was working.

By the time their captors returned they were exhausted. As they were untied Louise said ‘I don’t have to tell you that turning us in will lead to some embarrassing questions that could cost you your jobs too.’

The four conspirators left them to get dressed and went back to the party. Once they were alone again they were in no rush to return; food was the last thing on their minds. He told Petra ‘There’s only one thing I love more than being gagged and barefoot and that’s being gagged and barefoot and tied to you!”

As the captors gloated about their victory it was Susanna who made an observation that dampened their celebration. ‘If they managed to remove their gags why didn’t they call for help?’