Hard
By: Leelee

Warning: This story is NC-17

Part 1 


Her legs were shaking as she walked down the corridor. Even though she had 
arranged it with her own actions, it was always like this. Always at the last 
minute fear took over, fear and shame. Why would a college educated 
professional woman crave this? Was it because of her childhood? As Special 
Agent Dana Scully sat down in the waiting room the memories came flooding 
back. It had started with her daddy.

As a child, her daddy was the most important person in her life. He was huge 
in her eyes. Always so strong and sure of himself. The most handsome man she 
could imagine in his naval uniform. She loved him completely and at times was 
jealous of the obvious extra affection her mother received. The concept that 
they shared physical love was not lost on her.  And she hoped to share that 
closeness with someone herself, one day.  But she still craved his 
attention. And wished that he would share more of himself.

Her daddy was very strict and firmly believed in meting out strong 
punishments when necessary. Never towards Dana; she was the "Good girl" a 
title that she equally hated and loved. That was of course until that fateful 
night when the "Good girl" was bad.

Her friends had all been talking about the movie Endless Love. It was R rated 
and so Dana's parents had told her she could not see it. Desperate to see the 
movie that all of her friends were giggling about, she snuck out of the house 
and went to the movies.  Unfortunately her brother Bill had brought his 
girlfriend to see it. He must have seen her leaving and phoned her parents. 

She was so quiet as she snuck back into her room. Only to find her daddy 
sitting on her bed waiting for her. She tried to make up a story but quickly 
realized this was making her stern daddy angrier. She did what she thought 
was best and fessed up. Her daddy sat very still as she told of her sins.  
When she was done he told her how naughty she had been to disobey. Also how 
surprised he was that she would do something like this. Not his "Good girl"! 
She would have to be punished. He calmly stood up and took off his belt. 
Dana's eyes were huge, as she looked at it in her daddy's beefy hands. She 
had heard her brothers and sister be spanked with it and their cries were 
always so loud.

He instructed her to pull down her pants and lay over the bed. She complied 
with shaking fingers. She lay over the bed quickly. Terrified that her dad 
would notice how at sixteen she was fully developed. She positioned herself 
over the bed with her legs tightly together. Twenty lashes he had said; how 
could she take that! She was soon to find out.    

She heard a noise as the belt cut the air and then it impacted against her 
bottom. Dana shrieked. He gave her no time to recover as the belt struck 
again and again. Soon her cries were replaced with sobs and pleading as the 
spanking continued. Dana felt it was the hardest spanking ever given.  Grown 
up Dana almost laughed at the thought. She certainly knew better now. The 
blows got stronger towards the end as if her father was trying to get his 
point across with even stronger force. 

Finally it was over. Dana just lay there and cried. Her bottom burned like 
nothing she had ever felt before. Then she felt his very cool fingers rubbing 
the welts. It was as if he were trying to soothe it. He said he was sorry she 
had to be spanked but reminded her that we all had to take our punishments. 
His hands felt so good and she lay as still as her sobbing would allow. 
Hoping the whole time he would not stop. Go to sleep he said and I know 
you'll never do this again. 

She heard him walk out but still lay there. The burning had turned into a 
deep itch that she knew would be very painful if scratched. Slowly she got up 
on shaky legs, took her pants off all the way and went over to her mirror. 
Turning around she was amazed at the sight. The welts were so red and covered 
almost all of her bottom. She reached for her pajamas but thought better of 
it. Pulling off her shirt and bra, she crawled into her bed naked. Gingerly 
she lay on her stomach. She knew it would probably be hard to sit the next 
day. 

As Dana lay there she felt the itch/burn of her ass. The faint memory of her 
daddy's cool fingers so lovingly soothing the hurt, seemed to mix with the 
feelings of helplessness she had experienced. Dana was shocked to realize 
that she was very turned on. She reached down and touched herself. She was 
very wet. She began to finger herself and tried to push a finger inside 
herself. The angle was wrong for penetration so Dana gave up and rolled over. 
She began to finger fuck herself in earnest with first one finger and then 
two. Her other hand was busy rubbing herself. The friction of the sheet 
rubbing her still burning ass was making it even better. She moved her hands 
faster as she began to grind her ass against the bed. The pain sent her over 
the edge as she screamed and came hard.

As she lay there panting she heard her daddy leaving his room. She snatched 
the sheets up to her chin and hid her wet fingers. He stuck his head in her 
room and asked if she was all right. Yes, she had stammered, she had just 
turned over wrong. Her daddy told her he was sorry she hurt but she had to 
learn the lesson. And he was sure she would never need to be spanked again. 
She was, he said, a good girl. After daddy had left Dana had smiled and 
thought to herself, not any more.

Special agent Dana Scully was smiling as she remembered. She had been a good 
girl and never got the belt again. But the feelings it had provoked, the 
complete letting go she had felt, had never left her. Until another fateful 
night about six months ago when she decided to explore these feelings.

Dana crossed her legs and rubbed them together. Her underwear was already 
dripping. Fear and shame had flown out the window as she waited for her 
meeting. This man was helping her explore. And he did a lot more than just 
spank!

"Agent Scully, Mr. Skinner will see you now."

Dana smiled.



Hard
Part 2
                       
Dana Scully walked quietly into her boss's office. He was in what she 
secretly called his "important man hard at work" mode. Sitting at his desk, 
tie loosened, sleeves rolled up, he was completely engrossed in the file he 
was reading. She stood and waited, she knew this was what he wanted her to do.

As she waited she admired his thick strong forearms and large hands. Hands 
were a tremendous turn on for her. The stronger the hands the better. His 
hands were perfect, strong but at times oh so gentle. This was an infatuation 
that she knew had started with her dad and ended with the man she was now 
admiring. Feeling those hands all over her body was quickly becoming her 
favorite pastime.

Not that she had many pastimes. I fact for the past few years she had had 
none whatsoever. Her work filled her life. Since her assignment to the 
X-files, she had lived in a sort of vacuum. Her focus had been on the 
seemingly unending search for answers. Between that and the multiple 
tragedies both her and her partner had suffered, she had no time for past 
times. 

It had not bothered her at first. In fact she had changed herself to suit 
this type of life. Gone was the frumpy, chronically few pounds over weight 
Dana Scully. In her place was a sleek, strong, hardened woman. She was not 
just physically strong but mentally as well. After all if you want to survive 
in a male dominant field you became more like them. 

The dissatisfaction with her life had begun over a year ago. During an 
argument, Mulder had accused her of making the work personal. She had replied 
that without the work, personal was all she had. That exchange had run 
through her mind. The work was too personal. It was all she had. 
She had sunk into a depression; all she knew was that she needed someone to 
help her feel again. Someone she could feel safe with so she could let go. It 
had to be someone she could trust with her body, her feelings and her soul.

She missed her dad. He had understood her. The sexual thrill she had gotten 
when he had spanked her had embarrassed her afterwards. But it had allowed 
her to let go of her tight self-control. It allowed her to not be so hard.

As she looked around her rather small world, she found few options. The lab 
guys she had so much contact with were all so gentle. They seemed too 
enamored with her. They also would more than likely want a serious 
relationship. That would never do, as she had to have something less 
constricting. 

There were a few good-looking younger agents that were always on the make. 
But a quick fuck with a young guy was not what she needed. She had had plenty 
of that. Her partner also was out of the question. She did love him but her 
friendship with him was far too important to risk. 

That left only one person. In fact she had known since the moment she had met 
him that he was perfect. He was always there in the corner of her mind. 
Strong, noble and oh so sure of himself. The first thing Dana had noticed 
about him was his military bearing. She had fought the infatuation for a long 
time. Even pulled a gun on him once and had accused him of being a traitor. 
He had proved her wrong about his character more than once. She thought she 
never would explore what he could be to her. But the depression made her wish 
to do otherwise.

Then one rainy Saturday afternoon, at work to catch up on some things, she 
had shared a table with him at a busy delicatessen. At first they had talked 
only of work. Then their conversation became a little more personal. Feeling 
brave she got up the nerve and asked him to come over that night. She had 
told him she had something to talk to him about. It wasn't something she 
could discuss in public. He had given her an odd look but had agreed. 

That night as she got ready she came up with many different things she could 
say. Not surprisingly though he did not ask. Simply chatted with her over the 
meal she had made and then sat on the couch with her. Over a glass of wine he 
had made a pass. 

That pass had led to some very satisfying sex and the whispered promises from 
both of them that the affair would remain secret. With their status as boss 
and employee, and the consuming nature of their work, rules were quickly made 
and agreed to.

Over the next few weeks she had noticed his need to be dominant during sex. 
She could tell he was trying to hide it at first but as she responded so well 
he soon let himself go. Secrets were whispered between them and fantasies 
shared. Soon games were played that started out mild but soon became rather 
extreme.

As Dana stood quietly waiting in the office she knew she had found what she 
wanted. He would help her let go. She could not be hard with him.


    
Hard
Part 3


Dana Scully stood anxiously waiting. He always made her wait. It was part of 
the game. He was in control and she was his to be controlled. She did not 
mind this. Only the waiting was making her more excited. She would love to 
touch herself, but touching herself was against the rules.

Finally, when Dana thought she couldn't take any more, Skinner stopped 
reading. He lifted his glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Ignoring Dana he 
reached for the intercom and beeped his receptionist. "Kim, if you're done 
you can leave for the day." She replied something but in her excitement, Dana 
didn't catch it. 

A few minutes passed, Skinner calmly straightened his desk. She wondered how 
he could seem so calm. Dana felt as though she was going to explode with 
impatience. She tried not to concentrate on the throbbing between her legs.

Without looking up he said "Agent Scully please have a seat." She walked on 
shaky legs to her usual chair and sat primly on the edge. With a sense of 
relief she crossed her legs. 

Skinner fixed her with a stern gaze and said "Thank you for coming. There is 
something we need to discuss concerning your behavior."

"Yes, sir?" she replied. She always called him sir in the office. She called
him Skinner at home. Never Walter he just did not seem to like it.

"Yesterday I sent a memo to your office asking for a full report of your 
last month's expenses. I have not received it even though it was supposed 
to be on my desk by five."

Dana began her part in the play. "I know that sir but since quarterly expense 
reports are due out next week, I thought it redundant."

Skinner glared at her. He seemed truly angry over her reply. "You do know 
it's not your place to question my orders, just to follow them."

"I didn't have the time," she said with false bravado.

Skinner took his fist and hit the top of his desk. "You will make the time 
agent!"

"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir." Dana was trying her best to look contrite but his 
hitting the desk had made her nipples harden. She concentrated on her 
breathing, trying not to pant. He was glorious! So beautiful when he was 
angry. 

"This insubordination has gone on long enough. I have told you repeatedly 
that I will not tolerate it. Scully you have always been the good agent and I 
never thought I would have to do this, but you must be taught a lesson."

Skinner stood up and slowly started to unbuckle his belt. He stared at her 
with an angry look on his face. Dana gave up trying not to pant. She had 
never been so close to having an orgasm without any physical contact before 
in her life! 

He pulled the belt out of the loops and wrapped the buckle end around his 
large fist. Dana's eyes were drawn to his hands. Large, thick, and with a 
sprinkling of dark hair on the backs they were so sexy. "Come over here 
agent."

Dana stood up. Looking down at legs that she hoped would hold her up. She 
carefully walked around his desk and stood with her head bowed. "Pull down 
your pants and lay over the desk" he commanded.

Dana's head snapped up in surprise. The other times they had played this game 
he had always put her over his knee. She loved it that way. The feel of his 
deliciously hard erection had only turned her on more. He knew this so why 
the desk? He looked at her and seemed to understand. "You will lay over the 
desk and take your punishment. I want the blows to hurt more so the lesson 
will be learned. So do it!"

Nervousness shot through her, but she knew better than to argue. Dana lay 
over the desk and pressed her legs tightly together. Suddenly she did not 
want him to see how incredibly turned on she was. 

His hand jerked her legs apart and without warning he buried his middle two 
fingers in her dripping pussy. Dana cried out in surprise. He held still for 
a second. He was the master at making her wait. Then he was stroking in and 
out. His pointer finger found her swollen and throbbing clit. An electric 
current shot through her when he touched it. Dana tried hard to stifle a moan.

He worked her like this for a few minutes. She was aching to rub her 
painfully hard nipples against the desk but she knew he wanted her to lay 
still. Dana was in heaven. Her body was quaking and her vagina was pulsing 
against his thick fingers.

Here she was lying over her boss's desk. Her pants pulled down while her boss 
was busy finger fucking her with one hand and holding his belt with the 
other. The image was enough to make her arch her back as her orgasm blew 
through her.

He yanked his fingers out of her as she lay there gasping. "That was a very 
naughty thing to do." He said "I did not give you permission to cum on my 
desk blotter." Dana tried very hard to suppress the laugh that bubbled up. 
"You think that was funny! Well you've just added ten lashes to the twenty I 
was going to give you."

Thirty! How could she ever take that!

She was about to find out.



Hard
Part 4


"Grab the end of the desk Scully. Keep your legs spread and do not move your 
hands."

He stood behind her with his belt in his hands. She did as she was told. She 
had never seen him so intense before. This was after all just one of their 
games, right? Just a way for him to help her lose control.  She wanted to 
tell him that thirty lashes was extreme but she was too afraid he would stop. 
Part of her even wanted them. What's wrong with me? She thought, as she 
quickly became very excited.

She heard the belt cut the air a second before it impacted. "One!" Skinner 
said. She did not know if she liked the counting or not. "Two!" The blow was 
very strong and Dana cried out. "Three!" Dana's body jerked and she started 
to whimper. She knew it wouldn't be long before she was crying like a baby.

The lashes were so painful! She tried to maintain, tried to lay still. He 
seemed to be spreading them out over different parts of her ass. Seven hit 
the area above her crack, eight hit dead center, nine was more on the left 
cheek, and ten hit her on the lowest part of her bottom. The most tender area 
where her thighs started. Dana shrieked. 

He knew where all the most painful areas were and hit her there again. She 
tried to remember where she was as she bit her lip and tried to be quiet. The 
lashes continued to cover her ass. She was gripping the desk so hard her 
knuckles were white. Sweat was pouring off her.

Slowly she started to let go. She felt her body relax as the lashes, though 
no less painful, seemed to feel different. Dana found herself pushing her ass 
out in anticipation of the blows. She started to feel as she always did 
completely out of control. He was in charge. There was nothing required of 
her but to feel. 

He stopped at twenty. She wasn't sure why, perhaps her skin was getting too 
red. Or maybe he was tired of this and wanted to move on. She was past 
questioning. It was his show, he was the boss. She had sort of wanted the 
spanking to continue but she knew they were far from over. 

"Scully, I've decided to punish you in a different way." At this point she 
didn't care what he did to her and just answered "Yes sir". He took the belt 
and laid it over her back. It was as if he meant it as a reminder to her to 
behave. "First I need to prepare you." Saying this she felt Skinner kneel 
behind her. He grabbed her sore ass in his hands and spread her wide. 

Dana jumped and almost screamed again as he buried his face in her wet pussy. 
His tongue began lapping at her moisture like a dog. He had the most 
wonderful mouth and a very talented tongue. He had his face pressed hard 
against her. Sticking his tongue deep in her cunt and eating her. Dana was 
past caring if it made him mad she started to grind her breasts against the 
desk. Her fingers still had a death grip on the edge.

He moved his tongue up to her ass hole and started to rim her. She had never 
had this done to her before and the pleasure was almost like torture. 
"Please, please." She moaned. He knew what she wanted but continued to rim 
her. His hands were squeezing her sore ass. Pulling her cheeks painfully 
apart. Dana was squirming on the desk. 

Once again she had a mental picture of herself. From above she saw herself 
laid over the desk, hanging on for dear life. Her bright red ass being maul 
and eaten by Skinner. She was so close, if only he would... Suddenly Skinner 
stooped down and put his mouth over her clit and sucked hard.

This orgasm, more powerful than the last, was like a bolt of white light. It 
shot through her and left her limp.

She heard Skinner get up and heard him chuckle. "Just in case you're 
wondering that was not the rest of your punishment." She heard him opening a 
drawer and moving things around. He seemed to be doing something but she was 
past caring what. Dana just lay there in a deep fog. Her body humming.

She felt his cool hands stroking her red bottom. His hands were so cool. The 
strokes so gentle. Dana lay there relaxed and wished he wouldn't stop. This 
was what she loved. Or was it he was what she loved. Her brain seemed too 
foggy to try and figure it out.

He stopped stroking her and she felt something cool drip down the crack of 
her ass. Suddenly she felt his finger entering her ass hole. Dana stiffened. 
"Easy Scully I told you there would be another punishment. You have denied me 
this before but now you've been bad and this is the perfect way to make you 
learn your lesson. This little ass is mine now." Dana tried to relax, she 
knew he was right. She could deny him nothing. But he was very big and she 
had never had anal sex before. 

"Try and relax and take deep breaths. It won't hurt as much. I've always 
wanted to do this to you." Dana did as he said. She felt him nudge against 
her sphincter and press in. There was a burning pain as he slowly pushed his 
way in. Dana was moaning at the discomfort. It was not horrible but it hurt. 
He continued to pack her full of his cock until she felt his balls press 
against her thighs. She was somewhat shocked that he had fit it all in.

He stayed very still for a moment as she willed her body to relax. She wanted 
to please him so badly. He slowly withdrew until he was almost all the way 
out. Then he set a slow pace of pumping his cock back and forth in her ass. 
The pain had lessened to only a slight discomfort. She shifted her body so 
that it would be very still and he could stroke into her deeply. 

He seemed to notice the change in her and picked up the pace. He was groaning 
and muttering to her. "So good, so tight, love to fuck you Scully. love your 
ass, have to do what I say, have to be good." She loved when he got like this 
it meant that he was losing control too.

The ass fucking was feeling very good to her. She felt so full. He was 
kneading her red cheeks as he fucked her harder. One hand reached around and 
found her clit. As into it as he was he was not gentle. He was roughly 
stroking her clit. Pounding into her and just as she felt herself about to 
cum he slapped her sore ass with his free hand hard.

It was too much. She came with a scream as Skinner slammed into one last time 
and shot a load up her ass.

Her body was shaking so badly as he withdrew. Sex with him was always good 
but this was more powerful than any sex they had shared. Skinner must have 
felt it too. He pried her fingers off the desk, collected her in his arms and 
sat down heavily in his chair. He rubbed her back and shushed her. Murmuring 
sweet words in her ear. She was his baby. He was so proud of her. She was so 
beautiful. 

Dana held him tight and let him press kisses all over her face. Reveling in 
the feeling. 


 
Hard
Epilogue


Dana Scully lay back into the scented bubbles with a sigh. The warm waters 
soothing her tired muscles and still tender bottom. She knew in a few hours 
that she would only feel it slightly. He was very good at the games she 
thought. He was pretty good at everything. 

She felt so relaxed, calm and very free. She closed her eyes and allowed the 
peace to wash over her. Soaking herself until her fingers began to wrinkle. 

She heard soft music click on in the living room. Dana smiled. Probably not 
Donnie Pfaster this time. She did have a good idea who it was and decided to 
get out and join him.

She got out of the tub and dried herself off. Not bothering with clothes she 
wrapped her big terry cloth robe around her. She spent a few moments deciding 
on a lotion. Dana loved the smell of strawberries. Taking the lotion with her 
she walked out into the living room.

He was standing over the coffee table lighting candles. He must have been 
there for a while. He was such a beautiful man. Now dressed in casual jeans 
and a tee shirt that showed off his wonderful chest. She stood and admired 
him for a moment.

He had every thing ready. The lights were dim, wine and glasses laid out, and 
she thought she smelled Chinese food coming from the kitchen. He had even put 
in a CD of their favorite jazz.

He sat down and grumbled "Took you long enough." She just tossed the lotion 
bottle at him. "What's this for?" Dana said nothing.

She lay down on the couch and draped her legs over his lap. Opening her robe, 
she stretched her arms over her head. Showing him her bath warmed skin and 
said, "That is for you to make me soft with."

Skinner just smiled.


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