The Typo

Miss Blackburn stormed into the office and shouted at Belinda, “MISS KRÜGER, FOLLOW ME INTO MY OFFICE! RIGHT NOW!”

Once in her office, Miss Blackburn said to Miss Krüger, “Belinda, do you remember when I dictated a letter to you on Monday? And I asked you to read it over carefully before you mailed it? To make sure there wasn’t any errors, since that was going to one of our biggest clients, Miss Birch?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I checked and double-checked my spelling and grammar to make sure that letter was perfect before I mailed it to Miss Birch.”, Belinda said proudly.
“Oh, you did, did you? Miss Birch sent me a copy of that letter. HERE, would you please read it back to me?”
Taking the letter Belinda started to read it to her boss, “Dear Miss Bitch … OH NO .. I misspelled her name … I … I’m so sorry. I’ll send her an apology right now.”
Miss Blackburn took the letter back from her angrily, “I’ve already apologized profusely to Miss Birch. In fact, she’s dropping by my office in fifteen minutes. And IF you want to keep your job here, I promised her you would be standing right there, in the corner of my office, with your nose pressed against the wall, and your bottom completely bare.”
Belinda shocked at this turn of events, “My bottom completely BARE? Why does Miss Birch want to see my bare bottom? Is she gay?”
Miss Blackburn chuckled at that remark, “I doubt that, since she’s currently engaged to one of the richest men in town. She wants to see what colour your ass is when she gets here.”
Now, Belinda was even more confused, “What COLOUR? It’s the same colour as the rest of me. Maybe a little paler.”
Miss Blackburn smiled sinisterly and removed a ruler from off of her desk, “Well, yes, at the moment, I guess it is. But I promised Miss Birch, if you wanted to keep your job, when she got here, your bottom would be candy apple red.”
“CANDY APPLE RED? Why would it be red when she got here?”, Belinda said before noticing the ruler in your boss’ hand, “OH NO! Surely, you don’t mean …”
“Oh, but I do. If I want to keep Miss Birch as a client, I had to promise her, I would show her how I dealt with poor workmanship here at my company. So, if you want to have a job to come to in the morning, although you may regret having a job that requires you to SIT at a desk tomorrow, you’ll bare your bottom and come here.”, your boss said as she patted her lap…

Twenty five minutes later, Belinda was standing in the corner, with her hands on her head, while Miss Birch examined her scorched beet red bottom, “ That IS one well blistered butt. Does it hurt, Honey?”
“My bottom is on fire, Ma’am.”, Belinda said tearfully.
Miss Birch giggled at her reply, and gently stroke one of her bottom cheeks with her hand, “ Oh, yes, your ass IS red hot. Do you think you’ve learned your lesson and will be more careful in the future?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”, Belinda replied obediently.
“ I believe you have. You can come out of the corner now.”
“And, can I rub my bottom, now … please ?”, she pleaded.
Belinda was granted that request, and begun to rub her bottom furiously, trying in vain to cool down her blazing bottom, when she noticed that Miss Birch was holding a thick leather belt in her hand. Seeing that Belinda begun to cry again, even harder than she did during the spanking Miss Blackburn had just given her with her ruler. Miss Blackburn was amused at her reaction, hardly believing her good luck, not only did she just get to paddle Belinda's bouncy little bottom until it was steaming hot and swollen, now she was going to also get to watch as the beautiful Barbara Birch straps German secretary's already badly blistered butt.
Belinda begun to beg for mercy, “Please, Miss Birch, I’ve learned my lesson. Please forgive me.”
Miss Birch looked into her teary eyes, and said, “I’m sorry but I believe in hands on discipline and I’m going to have to use this belt before I’m sure this matter has been fully corrected. What you did was a serious mistake, Young Lady, and I can’t trust this company to handle my account until I’m sure an accident like that will NEVER happen again. Didn’t Miss Blackburn tell you how important that letter was?”
Feeling doomed, Belinda whispered, “Yes, Frau.”
Miss Birch continued, “And knowing how important that letter was, don’t you feel like your boss should had checked it over BEFORE you mailed it? Knowing it was going to one of her biggest accounts?”
Miss Blackburn, realizing she may be wrong about who Miss Birch wanted to take a belt to, turned as pale as a ghost, when she heard Belinda said, “I … I guess so.”
“I believe so, too. You can go home now and maybe take an ice bath. I’m going to have a little … talk with Miss Blackburn. In private.”
Belinda walked slowly to the employees’ lounge, to get her leftovers from lunch. Seeing the lounge is empty, since all of her other coworkers had left for the day, she raised her dress and lowered her panties and stand in front of the open fridge. She stand there while the freezing air chilled her blazing backside. In her boss’ office she heard the sound of a belt whistling through the air, followed by a loud shriek. She smiled to yourself, knowing she won’t be the only one in the office tomorrow unable to sit comfortably.