Trouble at the Office: Alpha Male Boss BBW Spanking and Discipline

The Red Spot Press

The boss isn't in charge by accident, but when the employee breaking the rules is a woman with the curves he can't resist, things start to get complicated. Trouble at the Office contains three full length stories of office discipline that becomes much more.

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, well-hung alpha males, curvy employees that take one step too far, spanking, discipline, rough sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.
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About the author

Every body type is beautiful, but I know what I find sexy and I know what most of the men I care about find sexy. I just love writing about a nice curvy woman and the sexy men who take charge and show her just what’s possible with a little extra in the all the right places. Who wants to read about stick figures anyways?

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Publisher
The Red Spot Press
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Published on
Oct 6, 2016
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Pages
85
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ISBN
9781370868278
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Language
English
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Genres
Fiction / Erotica / General
Fiction / Romance / Erotica
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This content is DRM protected.
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Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, taboo teacher/student relations, sexy alpha males and young inexperienced BBWs, discipline, spanking, humiliation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Curves and Teachers Bundle contains three stories:

My Student's Upper Hand

If she's being honest, Katie Beckman sometimes enjoys jerking around the male college students in her classes … but when she goes too far with her bad marks, she finds out there's someone in her class who won't get pushed too far. Robert, an undergraduate after completing his military service, has discovered a dirty little secret that Katie will do anything to keep from getting out into the open. He's willing to keep this secret between them, but he wants to be sure that shee still gets the punishment she so very much deserves.

Professor's Discipline

Joanna Michaels has always found ways of weedling what she wants out of the people around her, and when she arrives in college it doesn't look like that's going to have to change. But her easy ride runs out when her professor Peter Andrews notices her flirting with a classmate only to copy his course work. The handsome professor decides it's time to teach her a little personal responsibility and maybe show the flirtatious young woman just what a man who actually knows how to handle her charms looks like.

The Dirty Thought that Slipped Out

Chrissy doesn't know why she started the rumor about Professor Simmons, her young and handsome literature professor. Maybe it was a plea for attention, or maybe it was just a way of making a long-hidden fantasy become slightly real. But whatever the reason, the rumors have made their way to the Dean of Student Affairs Mr. Munson himself, and when Chrissy is called down to the office on a Friday afternoon, she finds out he's heard a lot more.

Once past the initial mortification, she can admit she's probably earned the spanking she'll get, but did he really have to tell Professor Simmons about the whole thing, too? Surely he'll find his own ways to settle accounts, and all Chrissy can do is wait and see which method will leave her more sore.

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"I'm going to punish you, Katie," he explained, his hand undoing the zipper and allowing the skirt to open and fall to the floor. I clutched a hand over my panties. "You don't seem to be grasping that reality. It's either me or the Chair of your Department. Which one do you want it to be?"

I stared at him, caught in an impossible place. I had no one to blame but myself. Why had I done it? And now I was completely at his mercy.

"Well?"

"You," I whispered.

"Me? You want me to punish you?"

I grimaced, trying to think of some other option.

"Katie? What's it going to be?"

"... Yes."

The smile returned to his face. "That's a good girl. I thought you'd see it my way. It just took a little explaining. Now bend down and pick up your skirt and hand it to me. I'd hate to let it wrinkle down there."

The deep crimson blush of humiliation was rising in my face as I stared at him, paralyzed.

"Katie," he repeated, pointing at my fallen garment.

I slid my back down the wall until I felt the rumpled fabric in my hand. I stepped out of it and rose with it draped from my limp fingers.

Robert held out his hand for it and I gave it to him. He folded it with care, placed it on the desk behind him, and then turned back to me. He eyed me up and down, evaluating the woman standing before him. I was supposed to be the authority figure, but how fast the tables had turned. I felt the blush in my cheeks burning hotter than ever as I felt his eyes roving my trembling body.

Notice: These titles include themes and passages that have been adapted from several works by Jessica Whitethread with full consent of the original author.
It's been two years since Cassie's been home from college, but she hasn't forgotten Mr. Polk. Her handsome wealthy neighbor always awed and thrilled her as a girl. Cassie's mother volunteers her to keep house for the Polks while she's home over the summer, and when Mr. Polk sees the full-bodied woman she's become, it's obvious she's not the little girl next door anymore.It's been two years since Cassie's been home from college, but she's not likely to forget Mr. Polk. Her handsome wealthy neighbor always awed and thrilled her as a girl, but she never expected that she could have the same effect on him.

Cassie's mother volunteers her to keep house for the Polks while she's home over the summer, and when Mr. Polk sees the young, full-bodied woman she's become, it's quite obvious she's not the little girl next door anymore. He knows it's wrong to want her, and even worse to act on those desires, but it's becoming more and more obvious that he just won't be able to stop himself.

And when he takes his untouched new maid, all that pent-up lust is sure to burst through a lot faster and harder than the young woman is ready to handle.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a mature man of the house and a young inexperienced babysitter, forbidden desires, rough first time sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Sitter series with full consent of the original author.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, bdsm play, whips, degradation, humiliation, discipline, punishment, submission and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

When Annie agrees to accompany Anderson to visit an old friend of his in the BDSM scene, she does so to make him happy, but the prospect of engaging in role-play with a strange man terrifies her. Her introduction to Christian Fortier and a glimpse of his treatment of the women that live with him in his Cambridge townhouse only intensify her apprehension, although other, more confusing emotions begin to surface as well. If she can only open herself to his experienced and almost invasively perceptive control, this mysterious figure offers to banish her confusion and show her the depths and rewards of submission beyond anything she has encountered before.

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"Come here," he said, his tone very dangerous.
The woman flinched at the tenor of his voice, but edged closer to him. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know you had company, sir. I ?"
But her apologies were cut off with a gasp. The man reached out and pushed aside the cup of her bra, baring one large breast to the room and seizing her tightly by the nipple all in a single fluid motion. The woman flinched and sagged, biting her lip at the pain.
"Meredith, do you know what Sarah does with this?" the man asked, holding the fork before the woman's grimacing face and maintaining his grip on her nipple.
She whimpered and shook her head.
"Sarah stabs herself with it in the back of the calf. Over and over again she does this, when she thinks it has been too long since I last spanked her." He turned back towards Anderson. "The woman is an extreme masochist. She seems determined to give herself an infection."
The woman in his grip let out a whimper of pain, and the man turned back to her.
"I have told Sarah not to do this," he said to her. "It is not good for her. She knows that it makes me very unhappy."
He twisted his hand and the woman's whimpers increased in volume and pitch and her breath began coming in gasps.
"You say she asked you to bring it out to the kitchen?"
The woman nodded urgently.
"And why did you agree?"
The woman swallowed and answered with difficulty. "She just asked for a favor, sir."
The man laughed. "Meredith, for all your good qualities, you are very easily taken advantage of, did you know that? Sarah is using you. She knows that she will get in trouble if she is seen with it, and so she sends you to run the risk instead."
"Yes, sir," the woman whined. "I'm sorry, sir."
"So this is what we are going to do," he said. "I am going to let you go and pretend that this did not happen, and the next time you see Sarah with this fork or anything like it, you are going to come to me, instead. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," the woman agreed in a strained voice.
The man twisted further and I saw the woman's hands ball into white-knuckled fists as she fought not to cry out.
"Then repeat back to me what I have just asked you."
"You said that the next time I see Sarah with something like the fork I should come and tell you about it, sir."
"And that's what you're going to do?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." The man pulled the woman closer to him and kissed her once on the forehead, gave a final squeeze, and released her.
She stumbled back, trying to keep herself from clutching at her reddened and slightly puffy nipple. Without bothering to cover herself, she fled from the room.
The man watched her go, an unreadable expression on his face. "She has a good heart, that one," he said. "Never intentionally disobedient, but I'm afraid she does not always exercise good judgment."
I looked through the doorway the woman had disappeared through and shivered. The prospect of this man treating me the same way he had just treated Meredith was more than a little frightening, but an undeniable part of me had found that entire exchange very, very hot. I took a long drink of the wine and turned back to see the man watching me.
"We'll start slower with you, Annie," he said. "I wouldn't want you to be too overwhelmed."
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