had." I couldn't believe I'd said that. It would never have crossed my mind before…

"Yeah, good idea", replied Geoff, "but we couldn't do that,"

"No, but Mr. Redbotham could."

"Mmmm, do you think so? Adam would have to agree to it."

"I'm sure he would. Do you want me to put it to him?"

"Worth a try. Might sort him out for good."

So, I went to find Adam, sitting on his own in a corner, head in hands, looking thoroughly miserable. He brightened up a bit when I approached him.

"Well, young man. You're really in the shit this time, aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"You know Geoff's intent on giving you the boot?"

"Yeah."

"You've pissed everybody off."

"Yeah."

I really wanted to shake him.

"Look, if you don't sort yourself out, you're going to be out, with no references. How you going to get another job?"

"Dunno." At least it made a change from "Yeah", but I was getting cross by now.

"You know, if you were my kid, you'd have had a good thrashing by now. Hasn't your Dad ever tanned your hide?"

"He don't give a shit about me."

At least he'd made a connection between being thrashed and caring. Here goes… "Well, I've been talking to Geoff about you and we both think that's what you need, a good spanking!"

"What!? I'm nineteen!"

"That doesn't make any difference. You've been behaving like a sixteen-year-old kid so can't be surprised if you're treated like one. Anyway, the deal is this - if you take a good spanking you can keep your job, as long as you start acting like a nineteen-year-old. It's your chance to show you can take it like a man. But you have got to volunteer for it to Geoff."

Adam was stunned. He just sat there for ages, saying nothing.

Eventually, "Haven't got much choice, have I? I wanna keep my job."

"Right. We'd better go and see Geoff."

Back to the office.

"Chris says if you spank me I can keep my job. I'll do it." Adam told Geoff.

"Oh, I'm not going to do it. Chris knows someone who will, though. Wait outside."

With Adam outside, Geoff looked up Mr. Redbotham's number and picked up the phone.

After a few words with him, Geoff handed the phone over to me. The sound of Mr. Redbotham's voice sent a shiver down my spine but I reassured him that I hadn't told Geoff about him fucking me. I handed the phone back to Geoff who spoke again.

He hung up and said, "It's on. You're to take Adam to Mr. Redbotham's in an hour."

"OK, I'll go and tell him."

I had been hoping I might be in on this and I felt my cock getting hard again. Was it the thought of seeing Mr. Redbotham again so soon - or the thought of Adam's naked young butt over his knee? Whatever, I knew I was going to enjoy this.

Should I tell Adam exactly what was going to happen to him? No, ignorance is
bliss.

I took him firmly by the arm. "Right, young man, you're lucky. You've got a reprieve. But you have got to do exactly what you're told. OK?"

"'Spose so," he said truculently.

Spot on time, I rang Mr. Redbotham's bell and I felt that thrill again.

"Mr. Redbotham,