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   RACHELS STORY (M/f-teen, voy, rp, work)   
   by MAJOR FALCONER (parthian66@aol.com)   
      
   ***   
      
   A young girl pays the price for a mistake at work.   
      
   ***   
      
   Rachel had been working in her first job, after finishing   
   school, now for four weeks; it was a summer job until she   
   left for college. She enjoyed the work and the people   
   there except for Mr. Falconer, the middle-aged manager of   
   the section she worked in, who was rather stern and prone   
   to outbursts of irritation and anger when silly mistakes   
   were made by the girls in his office.   
      
   Rachel had not been on the end of one these tirades yet,   
   he was usually polite and helpful to her but sometimes   
   Rachel caught him looking at her with a strange look in   
   his eyes, when she caught him staring at her it made her   
   blush and feel uncomfortable. Rachel was not very   
   sexually experienced but could recognise desire and lust   
   when she saw it in a man, she was proud of her body and   
   kept in shape by continuing her dance classes from   
   school. But with Mr. Falconer the intensity of his gaze   
   and the feeling he could see her soul, and body, laid   
   bare was very unnerving.   
      
   Then on Friday disaster struck! While inputting some data   
   Rachel accidentally deleted some very important files,   
   without these files there would be major problems for the   
   office on Monday. It had not really been Rachel's fault,   
   she had not been fully trained on this computer program   
   but Mr. Falconer was very angry and told Rachel she would   
   have to work Saturday to re-input the missing files, the   
   girls in the office offered to help but Mr. Falconer said   
   no, Rachel must do the work herself, he would be in to   
   supervise her. Without the other girls help Rachel knew   
   the work would take almost all day, she was not looking   
   forward to this as the weather forecast said Saturday   
   would be very hot and sunny.   
      
   Rachel woke up and cursed the fact she had to go into   
   work but this job was important to her and she grumpily   
   got up for a shower. The weather forecast had been right   
   and the day promised to be hot and sunny. She put on a   
   matching set of white bra and knickers which were quite   
   skimpy, but nice and cool, and a lovely pale blue summer   
   dress, which buttoned up the front. Not her usual office   
   attire but ideal for the hot weather and going into town   
   after work.   
      
   When Rachel got to work there were the usual mix of   
   people in on a Saturday morning but she and Mr. Falconer   
   were the only people in the office, Mr. Falconer started   
   Rachel on her recovery task and then went out to the   
   factory floor, coming back later. The morning drifted by   
   and at twelve o'clock one of the supervisors came into   
   the office and told Mr. Falconer that he was the last to   
   leave the factory floor and would lock up the factory   
   except for this office were Rachel and Mr. Falconer were   
   working.   
      
   Mr. Falconer said he would lock up the offices once they   
   had finished their work and said goodbye to the   
   supervisor.   
      
   Realising it was lunchtime Rachel told Mr. Falconer that   
   if it were OK she would go for lunch; Rachel then took   
   her lunch and went out into the brilliant sunshine. At   
   the back of the factory there was a secluded area were   
   the office girls spent their lunch breaks when the sun   
   was shining, it give the girls privacy from the young men   
   in the factory who would sometimes shout humorous   
   comments and lewd remarks to them, especially when the   
   girls hitched up their skirts to catch the sun on their   
   legs.   
      
   After eating her lunch Rachel lay on the soft grass and   
   daydreamed about the happy future she hoped lay ahead for   
   her. Rachel pulled up her dress to around mid thigh, the   
   sun was very hot and she wanted to catch some sun, Rachel   
   soon began to doze of in the hot sunshine.   
      
   *   
      
   "Rachel! Are you coming back to work today?" Mr. Falconer   
   said standing above her, "it's nearly one-thirty now."   
      
   Rachel hurriedly got up and pulled her dress down, God,   
   she thought, how long had he been there, Rachel was   
   uncomfortable with the thought that Mr. Falconer could   
   have seen up her dress while she was dozing. Ugh! how   
   horrible she thought to herself. When they got back to   
   the office and Rachel was back inputting the missing   
   files she could feel Mr. Falconer's eyes staring at her,   
   again she could not help but blush and squirm under his   
   gaze.   
      
   At three-thirty Rachel finished and, with a quiet cheer,   
   she began to gather her things together. "I am going now   
   Mr. Falconer, see you Monday" Rachel said.   
      
   Mr. Falconer then said in a matter of fact voice that   
   Rachel would not be going just yet, she would have to be   
   disciplined for the initial mistake that had caused them   
   to come in on a Saturday morning.   
      
   "What do you mean? Disciplined?" Rachel said.   
      
   "You have rectified your mistake but now I have decided   
   that further punishment is in order, I am going to spank   
   you" Mr. Falconer said in a calm, natural voice which   
   unnerved Rachel.   
      
   "You have got to be joking! That's not right, I'll report   
   you!" Rachel spluttered, shocked at his threat of a   
   spanking, "You must be mad!"   
      
   "There really is no choice," Mr. Falconer said standing   
   up," I am going to spank you and then maybe fuck you."   
   Rachel stood rooted to the spot as he approached; in her   
   worst nightmares she had never contemplated such a   
   scenario. Physical attacks, rape occurred late at night   
   in bad parts of town, not in the workplace, in the middle   
   of the afternoon.   
      
   "Put your things down and lean over the desk, Rachel" he   
   said in a calm voice. Rachel snapped out of her shocked   
   state and turned round and headed for the door, she had   
   not gone two steps when Mr. Falconer grabbed her and   
   threw her to the floor.   
      
   "NO!" She screamed, "I will call the police! GET AWAY   
   FROM ME!"   
      
   "I have decided this is going to happen Rachel, how this   
   happens, easy or hard, is up to you. Now get up and lean   
   over that desk!" Mr. Falconer said with emotion now   
   entering his voice as he glared at her. Rachel had been   
   to the self-defence classes and knew the theory of how to   
   react in these situations but this was actually happening   
   to her and she desperately tried to think of how to get   
   out of this.   
      
   "Lets stop this now and we will forget about it, OK?"   
   Rachel said shuffling backwards on the floor, trying to   
   create space between her and Mr. Falconer. As she moved   
   away the skirt of her dress rode up her thighs exposing   
   her legs and knickers, panic started to rise in Rachel's   
   mind as she tried to both move away and cover herself up.   
      
   Mr. Falconer moved quickly and grabbed her and picked her   
   up, he held her close and attempted to kiss her. Rachel   
   screamed loudly and then Wham! Mr. Falconer hit her   
   across the face, her scream cut short. Another slap   
   across the face stunned Rachel; she tried to fight back   
   and attempted to knee Mr. Falconer between the legs but   
   he avoided the blow and punched Rachel in the stomach.   
      
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