I'm a high flying corporate lawyer and my boss Miss Harriet has discovered me (only slightly) defrauding the company. Rather than involving the police, she's referred me to the firm's punishment officer and told me to report to his office.  I arrive before he does (which is sure to put him on the back foot) and I'm dressed to the nines in a sheer black blouse, leather-look skirt, high heels and gorgeous blue and black lingerie/stockings, I just KNOW I'm going to knock his socks off! But when he arrives, he disappoints me very much by going on and on about my having done something deserving of punishment (for heaven's sake!) and my feminine wiles seem to have no affect on him at all. He insists on calling me 'Rutherford' and tells me I have to call him 'sir'. I NEVER HEARD SUCH NONSENSE! Soon though, he persuades me to take off my skirt and blouse (because the blasted contract I signed says I have to!) and then my bra, before ordering me to take down my panties. How humiliating and awful! What follows is a hideous hand spanking with me on all fours on the punishment bench, and that's not even all! After that is a caning in the most hideous exposing position, during which I have to count the strokes out loud. GHASTLY! And just when I think the ordeal is SURELY over, he announces that now he must prepare me to serve Miss Harriet and her guests as a maid, while wearing nothing but a collar and leash, high heels, ankle socks and gloves. Will the humiliations NEVER END?