The following morning Tanya arrived at work at the normal time and simply carried on with her duties. She worked diligently but could not look Rebecca in the eye much less acknowledge what had gone on between them. It was if by refusing to meet Rebecca's superior smile she could wipe away the previous night's humiliation. She had however 'made an effort'. She was wearing a skirt and blouse which were not exactly stylish but were an improvement on her usual attire. Rebecca made her come to the office and then do a twirl to show off her new appearance.

 

"Are you wearing stockings, Tanya?"

 

"Yes Rebecca."

 

"Show me."

 

"I...I beg your pardon?"

 

"For a supposedly clever girl you can be very stupid at times. Lift your skirt and show me your stockings."

 

Blushing bright red Tanya lifted her skirt and stood so that her boss could see her black stocking held up by a white suspender belt.

 

"Turn around slowly again. Better young lady, but not ideal. Your skirt is too long and the colour of your blouse doesn't really suit you. But at least I don't have to put you across my knee again. Well not for now anyway."

 

Tanya left the room with the mocking laughter of her manager ringing in her ears and returned to her own desk.

 

***

 

Rebecca really enjoyed her lunch. She was in a very good mood. Business was going well. She was slowly getting the better of that bitch, Angela Stone. She had made it quite clear to a couple of her confidants in the typing pool that she didn't really approve of Miss Stone or her methods. She knew she could count on their gossiping to start sowing the first seeds of doubt. But best of all her assistant was falling further and further under her thumb. Whilst she ate her dessert she slowly squeezed her thighs together under the table and considered what further indignities she could visit on her young employee. Making her wear her uniform had been a masterstroke. Not only did it belittle Tanya but it also emphasised the gulf in seniority between them. It was almost as if Tanya expected to be punished whilst wearing it. Somehow she became more malleable and easier to bully.

 

***

 

But now? Now she had the power. She had waited long enough for her revenge. The fact that Tanya Reeves was the innocent party and in fact had done nothing wrong was irrelevant as far as Rebecca was concerned. She had escaped her victim status and was well on the way to exorcising her personal demons. What should her next step be? Ideally she would like to exert even more power over the hapless teenager. Ultimately she would like the girl to be her 'special friend'. Rebecca had not thought of herself as a lesbian but the thought of the submissive girl lapping at her pussy was almost too much for her to handle. She could feel her left hand straying to the hem of her stylish office suit as she imagined the scenario. Only by an effort of will did she drag herself back to the reality of the little coffee shop in which she regularly ate her lunch. She glanced at her watch. Her lunch hour was virtually up. She had better return to the office.

 

As she entered the double swing doors that were the entrance to Johnson Marley Associates she could see that one of the receptionists was trying to catch her eye. Good grief didn't that little chit of a girl have any decorum? What was her name again? Ah yes, Lana...or something like that?

 

"Yes?"

 

"Errm, sorry to bother you Ms Lord but..."

 

"What is it girl, I haven't got all day?"

 

Rebecca was impatient to use the bathroom on the executive floor. The image of Tanya on her knees still fresh in her mind.

 

"Well, Ms Lord I have a message from Miss Stone requesting you to report to her office as soon as you returned from lunch."

 

Requesting her to report indeed? Rebecca raised her eyebrows and the girl on the desk visibly quailed at her expression.

 

"What's your name?"

 

"It's Laura, Ms Lord."

 

"Well Laura, this had better be important for your sake. I don't take kindly to finishing my lunch early in order to be sent to Angela Stone's office. Do you understand?"

 

Laura glanced at the clock on the wall behind Rebecca Lord. She was already ten minutes late from lunch.

 

"Yes Ms Lord, sorry Ms Lord."

 

"You did take down the message correctly didn't you?

 

"Yes Ms Lord"

 

"It wasn't too long or difficult for you to understand was it?"

 

"Er... no Ms Lord."

 

Rebecca could see tears already forming in the girl's large blue eyes. She was really very pretty. Beautiful blonde hair and a nice figure. Very nice tits as well if Rebecca wasn't mistaken. She even dressed nicely. That didn't stop Rebecca idly considering whether or not she still had her old school uniform? Once Tanya was under her thumb perhaps the timid receptionist could be added to her collection? She could very easily imagine herself slapping the little girl's wiggling backside until it was bright red and steaming hot.

 

She left the tearful girl without another word and took the lift to the top floor. She went into her own office ignoring Tanya who was typing away diligently. She hung up her coat and sat at her desk. There was no way she was rushing over to Angela's room. It was not as though she was Angela's lackey or anything, merely a work colleague. She opened her computer and read a couple of her emails. She dialled Tanya's number and ordered a coffee. Eventually she levered herself out of her chair and made her way down the corridor to where Angela's office was situated. She knocked on Angela's door and entered without being told to do so.

 

"You wanted to see me Angela?"

 

Angela looked at the clock on her wall. It was ten to three. She made no comment.

 

"Yes I do Rebecca. Thanks for dropping in. I know how busy you are."

 

"Well, what is it"? Interrupted Rebecca brusquely, ignoring the implied sarcasm.

 

"I was hoping you could give me some advice. I have a problem which is causing me great difficulty and I was wondering if you could help?"

 

Rebecca couldn't help but smile. The day was just getting better and better!