Corporate Discipline Part 3 Conclusion

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Barb walked through the door, and towards the front of the conference room, she saw the board members out of the corner of her eye, but did not look directly at them.Instead she focused on the punishment bench that was placed in the very front of the room, and the woman who was standing next to it, waiting for her. She was a little embarrassed by her nudity, but tried not to show any reaction to the board members. The woman who waited for her she did not recognize, but knew she must be the female disciplinarian used by the company. The woman instructed Barb to kneel on the lower part of the bench, then position herself over the upper part. Once in this position the woman placed a strap across the small of Barbs back, and pulled it tight and fastened it. Next she went to secure Barbs feet to the fixture with two small straps, then went to the front and attached Barbs hands to two more straps, Barb was secured, and the room fell quiet.
Jim then broke the silence, "Mrs McClure, in accordance with company policy you have been ordered to recieve Corporate Discipline, is that correct?" Barb was not sure why this was being done, but she answered with a simple, clear "Yes". "And you taking Corporate Discipline of your own free will, Is that also correct" he continued. Again she answered with a "Yes" Jim then said" I want you to tell the board, in your own words, why you were ordered to recieve discipline". Barb could not believe this was happening, were they trying to humiliate her as well, after a brief pause she answered " I have ordered to recieve Corporate Discipline to share the responsibility of the financial loss in the southwest region", she didn't know what else to say, she was not prepared for this. Jim again asked " And what is the discipline you have been ordered to recieve?" 50 Strokes with the cane" was her answer. She was doing all she could to be brave and composed, but she could not take much more of this " Ms Moore is here to execute the discipline, I want you to ask for your discipline to begin, then count each stroke, and any mistakes made counting will result in extra strokes" Jim instructed "The discipline will begin, when you are ready"
All was quiet for a few seconds, then Barb finally spoke "I am ready for my discipline to begin" was all she said , then she put her face down on the bench. Ms Moore picked up one of the medium sized canes, and tested it in the air, she then placed a leather glove on her right hand and took up her position on the left of Barb. Gripping the cane tightly she measured the distance, then raised the cane high into the air, holding that position. Ms. Moore then brought the cane down with all the force she could, it landed with a loud CRACK, as it hit Barbs butt. "Oh, One" she gasped as the first stroke landed, the first stroke had left an instant mark, and the pain seemed to cascade from Barbs head to her toes. Ms Moore wasted little time in raising the cane, and as soon as Barb seemed to relax her body , she delivered the next vicious stroke, Again the second ear spitting CRACK, as the cane impacted Barb's buttocks. "OW! Two", and again Barbs body jerked, and strained her restraints.
It was obvious that Ms Moore was a professional at what she did, as soon as she gave one stroke, she would raise her arm and cane high into the air, and wait for the right time to deliver another stroke, not giving the recipient time to fully recover before recieving another stroke. Barb took number three with just a small OH! and then "Three". The room was quiet except for the sound of the caning, and sounds of Barbs growing distress. As each stroke was given Barb pain level was increasing. Her body was now becoming sweaty, as the room was unusually warm. Even Ms. Moore was begining to sweat as she continued to give the caning with great skill. Barb was trying to take them bravely, she didn't want to give the board the satisfaction of seeing her reduced to a hysterics, but as stroke,after stroke landed, she came closer and closer to loosing control As the next stroke was given Barb strained violently at her restraints, and let out a louder cry "OOOH" OOH" : Twenty Two", almost half way.
In the outer office some of her co-workers had gathered close to the conference room door, a couple others had gone outside. Emily stood at the door in tears, listening to the sound of her friend being punished. Each time a cane stroke was heard she would flinch, and cover her mouth. The others just stood in silence, each thinking about Barb in their own way. Barb was easily the most popular person there, everyone liked her. Another cane stroke was heard, followed by a more frantic cry from Barb and they all became more upset. Emily ran sobbing out of the office, and the others tried to find a place where they could not hear.
Inside Barb was at the breaking point, her buttocks were now covered completely with horrible welts,that seemed to be growing into one swollen raw area, yet the discipline continued. As the next stroke landed, Barb opened her mouth as if to scream, but nothing came out, her body writhing in uncontrolled pain, but somehow she was able to say the words "Forty seven". Even though the board could not see her face, there was no doubt she was crying, but had managed to stay semi under control. Ms Moore did not take it easy on Barb even once, but had sped up the pace, and delivered number 48,49, and finally 50. Barb had taken her corporate discipline, her body lay limp across the punishment bench, but she had done it. As MS. Moore untied her she did the best to regain her composure. Finally the last restraint was removed, and MS Moore helped her to her feet. She was visibly shaking, and Ms Moore helped her to the office.Barb did not look at the board members as she walked past them, and only after she was in the office did she break down into a full sobbing cry.
Ms Moore's roll had now changed,and she attended Barbs bleeding butt. " I would say you held up pretty well, all things considered" she said "There is some blood, but I dont think you will be scared for life" Barb wiped away the tears, and thanked Ms moore for her help " I have some cream I will get for you, before I go"" Will you be able to get dressed yourself?" "I'm sure I can" said Barb, and with that Ms Moore left the room. Barb attempted to get a look at her butt, but decided she might not want to see it right now. She began to get dressed, and did so with little difficulty. With each Passing moment the pain seemed to magnify, she dreaded the next 3 hours sitting at her desk. She was ready to leave the small office when there was a knock at the door, "Come in" Barb said There was Jim Mitchell, and Ms Moore, she spoke "Here is that cream I promised, use it 4 times a day" she handed it to Barb then left the room. Jim spoke next " I would ask you to sit down, but we can stand" "Thanks" said Barb trying hard to smile. " I just wanted to tell you what the board has recommended for you" Jim said.Barbs heart sank and she Said "Oh My GOD, now what" "Well they were very impressed with you, and how you took discipline, and responsibility" "They have decided to promote you to senior management, a full board member, your own office, and a big raise in salary. Barb stood there not knowing what to say, she could only think of "Thank You" "Oh, By the way he continued, you may leave for the day now, and you are going to be on paid vacation next week, Enjoy yourself" Jim patted her on the back, and left the room. Barb stood there trying to take it all in, it almost seemed too much.
Barb, left the conference room and headed to her desk, all her coworkers were waiting to give heir moral support. She collected her purse, and a few other belongings. "Don't tell me they let you go anyway" someone asked "No, I just get to leave early, I guess I'm special" Barb said with a laugh and with that she hugged her friend Emily, and headed down the steps and out the door. As she walked to her car she was so glad this day was over, now she looked forward to the future , hopefully without any more Corporate Discipline.