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Josie Harrison-Marks as The Secretary

Miss Clara Matthews as The Managing Director

Miss Clara Matthews had finally had enough.

She marched into the living room where Josie Harrington was lounging on the sofa, c*mpletely absorbed in her phone and giggling quietly at whatever was on the screen.

“Josie,” Clara said sharply.

Josie jumped, nearly dropping her phone. “Oh! Miss Matthews, I was just—”

“Just checking messages?” Clara interrupted, snatching the phone from her hand. She glanced at the screen and raised an eyebrow. “Tinder? Really? While I’m paying you to do secretarial work?”

Josie’s face turned bright red. “It’s not what it looks like...”

“Oh, I think it’s exactly what it looks like,” Clara replied, scrolling through the app. “You’re supposed to be handling my correspondence and filing reports, not hunting for dates. This is outrageous.”

Josie squirmed on the sofa. “I’m sorry, Miss Matthews. It won’t happen again.”

Clara looked down at her y*ung secretary. Josie was wearing a very short bl*ck skirt that barely covered the tops of her stockings, a tight white blouse, and heels that were far too high for office work.

“You know what happens to naughty secretaries who w*ste time instead of doing their duties, don’t you?” Clara said, her voice low and stern. “They get treated like the naughty l*ttle schoolgirls they’re acting like.”

Josie’s breath caught. “Miss Matthews...”

“Stand up,” Clara ordered. “Skirt up. Over my knee. Now.”

Blushing furiously, Josie stood and bent over her boss’s lap as Clara sat down on the large sofa. Clara flipped the short skirt up, revealing tiny lace panties and the tops of Josie’s stockings.

“Good heavens,” Clara muttered. “No wonder you’re always distracted. Look at this outfit.”

She brought her hand down hard.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ow!” Josie yelped.

“You’re supposed to be doing secretarial work, not swiping on dating apps,” Clara scolded, spanking steadily. “I pay you very well to handle my schedule and correspondence, y*ung lady.”

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Josie kicked her legs, her bottom bouncing under the firm smacks. “I’m sorry! I was just checking—”

“Checking Tinder,” Clara corrected, spanking harder. “During work hours. With that tiny skirt riding up so everything is on display. Outrageous behaviour.”

She continued the spanking for several long minutes, turning Josie’s bottom from pale to a bright, glowing pink.

“Doesn’t my bottom get a rub?” Josie whimpered after a particularly hard volley.

“Sometimes,” Clara replied, giving the sore cheeks a firm squeeze. “But not yet. You’re getting another dozen, and they’re going to be hard.”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“Ow! Ow! Miss Matthews!”

Clara kept spanking, her hand rising and falling with crisp, authoritative smacks. “This bottom is going to be red for the rest of the day. Maybe then you’ll remember to focus on your secretarial duties instead of flirting on your phone.”

By the time Clara finally stopped, Josie’s bottom was a deep, b*rning pink, and she was breathing heavily.

Clara rested her hand on the hot cheeks. “Now, you will go back to your desk and finish those reports. Your phone stays with me until 5:30. Understood?”

“Yes, Miss Matthews,” Josie whispered, still draped over her boss’s lap.

Clara gave her one final firm smack.

“Good girl. Now stand up and pull your skirt down. And Josie?”

“Yes, Miss?”

“Wear a longer skirt tomorrow... or I’ll have to inspect you again.”

Josie stood up, rubbing her sore bottom with both hands, her face flushed with embarrassment and arousal.

“Yes, Miss Matthews.”

Text by Mistress Eleise

The video "WPC Matthews Makes a House C*ll (2026)" is a short erotic corporal punishment film produced by Cliff James.

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