Auction of Promises

Chapter 4. Back at work

When we arrived at the office it was 9:45 and he wanted to see my department first. It certainly took the girls by surprise when I walked in wearing a brand new expensive outfit and leading one of the top directors by the hand. I introduced him to Sylvia and he talked to her about work for a short while. "And these are my fellow call girls," I said waving my hand at the girls in the customer support centre. We often facetiously called ourselves 'call girls'. David particularly wanted to meet Matty. "So you're the one responsible for offering her friend as a slave without telling her of the possible consequences," he chided her.

Matty was not one to take any of the bosses too seriously. "Yes, sir that was me. She'd only be doing boring cleaning work for a pittance if I hadn't. Now she comes in done up like the dog's dinner, with a grin a mile wide and leading the boss by the hand. I hope she didn't give you any trouble sir. I hope she remembered she was to be a slave."

"She remembered after her first chastisement," David answered to my utter amazement and consternation. I'd hoped to keep that to myself.

They discussed me for a short while and then I had to take him to the branch manager. We stepped into his secretary's office and I tried to sound important. "Mr. Furlough to see Mr. Rogers please."

"Have you an appointment?" It was obvious she didn't know David's position in the firm.

"No I don't think he needs one. I'm sure Mr. Rogers will wish to see him."

"Well he is rather busy…"

"Just tell him I'm here," David said tersely. Something in his voice prodded her to do his bidding and shortly after Mr. Rogers came out and greeted David like an old friend. I left him there after he told me he'd bring my case up, or rather it was the case I'd borrowed from him, and my new clothes and say good bye before he left. The girls in the office were all keen to hear my story but Sylvia pointed to the pile of files on my desk and told me that I had work time to make up. At morning break I showed the girls the picture files of me in the green dress I'd emailed to myself and made them green with envy. The break was too short to talk of much else.

At 12:15 David brought my dresses into the office and my case. He shook my hand, kissed my cheeks and then kissed me properly on the mouth, all in front of the others. During the lunch hour I showed everyone my spectacular green dress and tried to answer some of the questions concerning what I had done over the weekend. At least I was in a less depressed mood than I had been the previous week. Of course I had to open my case to show them the accessories I'd been bought to go with the dress and outfit. I opened the green handbag and to my surprise there was an envelope inside. Inside were ten £20 notes with a Postit label on top. "This is not payment for services, it is just to tide you over till pay day."

"I don't usually get paid that much for my escort services," Kathy commented, "I presume he ignored the 'no sex' thing."

Of course I blushed and they all knew I'd slept with him. I didn't deny it.

"And you got spanked for not performing well enough," Matty laughed at me.

"For being cheeky," I answered before I realised that would confirm my spanking.

"Do we all get to see?" the chorused but I refused. The redness had faded and somehow I wanted them to think it was worse than it was.

Later I emailed David and thanked him for the money and I insisted I would repay it as soon as I could.

Mid-afternoon I had a phone call from Mrs. Jenny Weatherspoon, head of accounts. Very rarely did anyone from accounts phone customer services and certainly not anyone as exalted as the head dog. I had a feeling David might have spoken to her. I'd mentioned in the car that she was the only one from the firm that lived out my way. I was right. "Jane, Mr. Furlough spoke to me of your car problems this morning. Would you like a lift to and from work? I pass the end of your road and could easily pick you up. It would be nice to have company on the journey." I thanked her profusely. Things were looking up and all because Matty had made me put slave on my offer of services.

David never phoned or emailed or communicated with me in any way and it wasn't until the Thursday before we were due to depart that I had any clue as to how we might be travelling. I'd thought that he would either come in his Rover and pick me up or I would be sent by delivery van to Walsall but on Thursday after lunch Matty came to me, "Your boyfriend has booked himself and you into my barbecue party tomorrow. I thought you were going to be too busy to come or you were going to be in the Midlands or something."

"Seems a master likes to keep his plans from his slave," I joked. I'd already confided my worries about transport to her. "Did he say any more than we were attending your party?"

"Only that you would be leaving before the end as you were going to have an early start on Saturday."

"Well at least I won't be on the despatch note for the van!"

Matty took a couple of hours off on Friday afternoon so she wasn't there when David arrived a little before knocking off time. I quickly phoned Jenny and then finished clearing my desk ready for my holiday. The other girls of course gave me a hard time with their suggestions of what I might have to do while David went and talked with Mr. Rogers.

Throughout the evening I tried to find out but to no avail how we would be travelling to Scotland but each time he answered, "It nothing that a slave needs to worry about. Pack lightly, only underwear and toiletries and the stuff you bought in Walsall. Put them in the dress case in my boot. There's another couple in there I thought you might need. Can you put me up for the night? You're not a slave until tomorrow."

"Of course, provided you don't mind sharing a bed!"

I tried to return his £200 but he refused to accept it. "Keep it. You may hate me so badly by the end of the holiday, you'll be glad you took something from me," he seemed a little annoyed that I tried to return it. The party was enjoyable but my mind was elsewhere and in many ways I was glad we left early.

Matty told me to behave myself when I said good bye to her as we left and then turned to David and said, "She's a wilful girl so you'll need to keep her well under control. The girls will check her bottom when she gets back to see if you have!" I'd not told her about David saying he would use a strap and a cane so she would only be expecting to see I'd had a spanking. I shivered at the thought that I might well go home with a painful striped bum.