Monkey
Business
Summer
sat on the log exactly where she'd been dumped unceremoniously and
tried not to breath. She wasn't sure what to do but she knew that her
best chance of survival was to do as little as possible and not make
eye contact. Wasn't that what the rules said? That and definitely
don't smile. No fear of that. There was absolutely nothing funny
about this. How in the hell had she landed herself in this mess? He
was staring at her. She wanted to run, to escape somehow but she knew
that running would only put her in even more danger. His head tilted
as his hard and piercing eyes held her in her place. At this stage
she wasn't sure what he wanted to do with her, she wasn't sure that
he was either. Why the hell had she been late? Again. If only she
could turn back the clock...
Summer
jumped out of bed. How the hell had she slept in again? Ben was going
to be ropeable. He'd torn strips off her on Monday when she'd been
late and she'd vowed that it would never happen again. Right. It
wasn't her fault was it? Maybe just a little.
Summer
knew she shouldn't have gone clubbing last night but her friend had
made her feel terrible. Polly had gone on and on about her ruining
their summer with this stupid internship thingy as she called it. She
didn't have even a summer job and she didn't understand that Summer
HAD to do this. She needed to bank up some volunteer hours for her
classes. So she'd gone out and now she was going to cop it from Ben,
the supervisor in charge of the summer volunteers program. Ben had
told her in no uncertain terms, no excuses. He said she was lazy and
easily distracted, that she didn't appreciate the position that lots
of college students would have gladly had. He said that she was
spoiled and in need of a damn good spanking to wake her up not just
in the morning but to the realities of life.
Once
out of the shower, she'd torn up the street to the bus stop only to
see the bus driving away.
“Fuck.”
she said to no one. “Could this morning get any worse?”
***
After
waiting for the next bus Summer finally got to her job an hour late.
She stood outside Ben's small office panting. The door was locked.
There was a post-it stuck on there with her name on the top. Summer
held her breath while she read it, half expecting it to be a note
saying her services would no longer be needed. Thankfully that wasn't
the case.
Summer,
You're
late! Again! I didn't have time to wait around so I've left you a
list of things to start on at the front desk. Please don't deviate
from this list.
Ben
PS.
we are going to talk about this young lady.
Summer
was breathing a little easier when she knew she didn't have to have
him yell at her just yet. She could do a list. No problem.
She
winced as collected the list from the front office. All the shit
jobs. Great. Oh well, someone had to do it.
***
By
the time she got the the last job on the list Summer had had it. She
was tired and cranky. This was so unfair. How was any of this menial
work supposed to help her learn anything anyway? Shouldn't she be
seeing hands on what it would be like to do this job for real? Summer
knew she was no idiot. She'd read all the stuff they gave her when
she started. She knew all the right and wrong ways of doing all this
stuff. Dammit she was going to get a closer look at this place and
all that went on here.
She
looked through the pane of thick wide glass. Excellent, it was empty.
That would give her time to explore. To see how these creatures spent
their days. How their minds ticked. Their minds weren't the only
things ticking though, time was ticking and she had to hurry if she
was going to have enough time to explore. Ben would no doubt be
looking for he before long. The nineteen year old co ed could hear
sounds far to the left of her. Yes. Now or never. She clicked open
the heavy door and stepped tentatively into the wide space. It was
fascinating. Much larger than she had first suspected. It was so
real...
Just
as she was adjusting to her surroundings she heard a sound. No more
than a crackle of like a small stick snapping. She screamed as her
feet left the ground. Only briefly. She realised the dire straights
she was in and jammed her mouth shut so tight she almost put her
teeth through her lip. Inside she was quaking, terrified. There was a
heart beating loudly, it's rhythmic thump making it difficult for her
to think. Was it hers or his? She tried to remember what she'd been
taught but her mind wasn't cooperating with her. All her senses were
on hyper alert, crowding what was left of her thinking process.
Flashes
of green and brown sparked across her line of vision. Longish soft
black hair brushed against her hot skin as a strong arm held her in a
carry stance under his arm. There was rustling and cracking noises
and the smell was bad...wafting up through her nostrils and burning
her sinuses. Oh God she was going to sneeze. It took everything in
her to control her sneeze, that and the scream that was dying to
escape. Tears coursed down her cheeks and her mouth opened in a
desperate hunt for air. She could taste the saltiness of her own
blood on the edge of her tongue.
Her
eyes opened wide as she was swung around and then plonked onto a
large log.
Summer held her breath. Think, think she demanded. Her
useless brain gave her nothing. Her eyes were trained to the ground
but she could feel the hot breath of the large male gorilla as he
circled her, sniffing her, every now and then poking her before
pacing away and roaring, thumping his chest. She had a feeling it
wasn't just for dramatic effect.
Her breath was loud in her ears, even though she was
only allowing it to filter through her lips in short whispery spurts.
Was that a noise? Char obviously heard it to because he turned
suspiciously and eyed the door of his inside enclosure. He sniffed
and then trudged towards it excitedly. When Char's back was
completely facing her she dared to look. Ben was in the doorway
holding up one of the large frozen fruit treats they'd made the day
before. Thank God. He wasn't going to be happy with her but at least
she'd live to hear the lecture. Ben moved outside the doorway now and
as Char got closer he threw the treat inside. The Gorilla glared at
him, unimpressed that he was being forced to go inside to get the
cold delicacy but he went, it was after all food and yummy food at
that.
Ben slid the gates down, locked them and then turned
around slowly fixing her with a glare that made her squirm.
Summer tried to let out the breath she felt like she'd
been holding for hours but it caught in her throat. There was another
predator on the loose and this one had fire in his eyes and steam
coming out of his ears.
“I
know this looks really bad.”
“Bad?
It looks INSANE.” he yelled loudly as he got closer. “Of all the
stupid, hair brained schemes...”
“I'm
ok.” Summer tried to say feebly. Even she could recognise that he
hadn't said a word that wasn't true. For some reason her ridiculous
mouth had it's own ideas. “I didn't know he was in there.” She
tried to pull out of his from grasp as he bent and took her arm.
“Seriously?
You think that makes it ok? You could have been killed!”
“I
was just figuring out a plan to get out.” she squealed as he threw
her over his shoulder about as gently as Char had tucked her under
his arm. Not very.
“Oh
for the love of God I don't think I've EVER met a more irritating
brat!” He slapped her bottom hard and ducked in through the
entrance she'd used to get into the enclosure in the first place,
leaving the sprinkling of spectators that had just arrived cheering.
They weren't Gorillas but they were entertaining.
Ben continued to lecture her all the way back to his
office, every now and then slapping her bottom as punctuation when
he'd made a particularly important point.
“Put
me down Ben!” she hissed. “People are watching.”
“You
wanna be put down?” he asked. “I'll put you down alright but you
have to pick the place. If I put you down in my office you're going
over my knee for spanking.”
“You
can't spank me! That's archaic! This is a zoo not a museum!”
“Fine.
Your choice. I'll put you down outside the gate and you can go on
your merry way but you won't be coming back. I won't be responsible
for your antics anymore.” He changed directions and marched towards
the employees exit.
“Wait!
I can't afford to leave here. I need these hours.”
“Are
you sure?”
“Yes
I need them before school goes back in the fall.”
“Ok.
My office it is.”
“Wait!
Can't we just work something out?”
“We
just did.”
***
Ben dropped her to her feet. “Take off your
coveralls.” he said.
Summer's eyes widened. “I only have my T-shirt under
here and my panties.”
“More
than you're going to need.” He locked the door.
Summer undid the buttons, fumbling in her embarrassment
as her skimpy T-shirt came into view. If she'd known how the day was
going to unfold she would have chosen a longer one. She wriggled out
of her clothes and dropped them over the chair, tugging at her
t-shirt to try and cover herself.
Ben sat on the edge of his desk. “I'm disappointed in
you Summer.”
It felt worse to hear those words in a calmer tone than
when he was shouting them at her. “I didn't mean it to all go
wrong.”
“I
know that but you don't listen. You think that the rules don't apply
to you or you think you know better.”
“I
was just..”
“Nope.”
he said putting his hand up. “No more of that. Absolutely no more
excuses. You're on notice. If you're late. If you don't follow
instructions, if you go anywhere near the animals when I'm not with
you or if you speak back...I will spank you and I will spank you
hard. Do you understand?”
She
nodded, wide eyed and nervous as she listened to his serious tone.
“Good.
Now we're getting somewhere.” He yanked her arm and she toppled
over his knee.
“Ow!”
She squeaked as he spanked her already tender flesh through her lacy
panties. “I'm sore! I was dropped on a log and then you kept
smacking me!
He
ignored her complaints and and continued to warm her wriggling
bottom. “You are a very intelligent girl.” he said punctuating
each word with a hard spank. “One of the best I've ever had sent to
me.”
“Your
reward system sucks!” she shouted,immediately regretting her words
as a cool breeze floated across her now totally naked cheeks. “I
didn't....OW...mean it!”
“I
want you to apply yourself as hard as I'm applying my hand!”
“Ok,
ok.”
“Got
it?”
“I
got it.”
“Good.”
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