Jasmin Ling was a beautiful young woman of Chinese and American heritage. Her American mother was the interpreter at the American Embassy and her Chinese father was the chef. It was love at first sight when they met. When Jasmin was a child they moved to the United States. They wanted to give their beautiful daughter the best chance to make a good life for herself. A place in a safe environment where she could grow up happy and receive the best education possible. So they moved to the States and opened a Chinese restaurant. Their business was an instant success and quickly grew in popularity. Now the Ling's own three restaurants and make a moderate income that will sustain them for the rest of their lives. They were able to send Jasmin to College where she graduated with honors from Harvard University. She was top of her class at Harvard and achieved an MBA degree in Business Marketing. The Lings decided moving to the States was the best decision they ever made.

Now at age thirty, Jasmin is head of Marketing at Tanner Industries. Tanner is a women's apparel based company which provides a line of leather clothing and accessories for their clients and customers. Faith Tanner is the owner and President of the company. She started from scratch and built the company into a multi million dollar conglomerate in just a few years. Jasmin is happy with her position as Marketing head and greatly admires Faith Tanner. She does however, have one problem with the company that irritates her to no end. Faith's son Wayne is a top executive in the firm and a huge pain in the ass. He is arrogant, self centered, and has a cocky attitude which is impossible to ignore. Jasmin is about fed up with his obnoxious demeanor and ready to snap. Which unknown to Wayne would be very dangerous for his health.

As head of Marketing, her job was to build an image of the company they would be proud of. To make their customers aware of this image and the quality products they offered. Which was not an easy task when the owners son seemed to be on a mission to totally ruin the company's reputation. At least once a week his face was plastered on the front page of the newspaper for some reason or another. Like getting drunk and starting a fight in public. Or caught red handed trying to solicit sex from a minor. Not to mention his ridiculous behavior in the office. Always talking down to people and trying to exert his imaginary authority as son of the owner. Wayne was nothing more then a spoiled rotten brat who believed he should be awarded special attention for who he was. He expected everyone to jump through hoops and give him what ever his heart desired. And Jasmin was sick and tired of coddling him.

To promote the image of the company, Jasmin came up with the Marketing ploy to have all of the employees wear the leather clothing they manufactured. Their customers and clients were more apt to buy the goods they were selling if they saw the employees believed in the products they offered by wearing the outfits. Which turned out to be a brilliant strategy. Sales were up eighteen percent in the last quarter. But Wayne refused to go along with the idea. And he forbid his aid and secretary to comply with the order. When Jasmin confronted him and requested he change his mind, he told her to get the fuck out of his office and mind her own business. That's when Jasmin decided the overwhelming problem with Wayne Tanner needed to be dealt with. She calmly strolled over to the door and locked it so they wouldn't be disturbed. Then she removed her leather jacket and began to roll up her black leather dress past her curved hips for easier movement while glaring at the conceited asshole.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Wayne screamed as he leaped out of his chair. "It's time you and I settled our differences you little bastard. I'm tired of putting up with your bullshit. Your cocky attitude and big mouth has tread on my nerves for the last time. You're going to behave yourself or I'm going to beat you to a pulp. Is that clear enough for you boy?" Jasmin asked in a no nonsense tone. "Are you fucking crazy? First of all, you couldn't whip my ass if I had my eyes closed. And second, if you even think about attempting it I'll have you fired. Now get the fuck out of my office while you're still in one piece and have a job." Wayne threatened. "You can agree to fight me or stand there and take a beating. It makes no difference to me asshole. Either way you're going to be a model employee of this company by the time I'm finished with you." Jasmin warned him.

Wayne couldn't believe she was serious. She was maybe 5 foot 6 inches tall and roughly 133 pounds. While he was 5 foot 10 and 198 pounds of mostly solid muscle. If she thought her black leather dress and six inch spiked heels made her look intimidating then she was sadly mistaken. Yet there she stood with a hateful look on her face while she continued to roll up her dress. "If you really want an ass whipping I'll be happy to oblige you. Then I'll throw you out on your ass and you can stand in the fucking unemployment line." He said as he removed his coat and stepped around his desk to face her. "I'm glad you decided to fight. I'll get more satisfaction out of beating you senseless while you hopelessly try to defend yourself. Now let's begin your lesson in humility." She confidently replied.

Wayne was still under the impression she was merely using a scare tactic and really wouldn't go through with it. Until the toe of her high heeled shoe landed on his chin and knocked him down. "WHAP!" "WHY YOU CRAZY FUCKING BITCH!" He screamed as he scrambled to his feet and started swinging like a mad man. Wayne was unaware that Jasmin was very adept at various forms of Chinese hand to hand combat. She began studying Kung Fu and Tai Chi at the tender age of six. Then as she grew into her teens she took up Chinese wrestling and boxing. So Wayne was in a world of trouble and didn't know it. But he was about to painfully find out. His crazed attack lasted about a minute. Then he finally stopped and stepped back to regroup. He was completely dumbfounded that he missed her elusive body with every single punch. Jasmin smiled at the confused look on his face and began to taunt him.

"If that was a demonstration of your fighting skills then I have nothing to worry about. Because that my little man was absolutely pathetic." "Kiss my ass bitch. I'm just getting started." He stated with as much bravado as he could muster. Then he leaped back in to try his luck again. But this time Jasmin fought back. His hard right cross missed her lovely face by a mile. Jasmin snatched his arm out of the air and flipped him to the floor. "SLAM!" Wayne jumped back up and went at her again. This time he was sailing over her shoulder after she avoided his murderous punch. "SLAM!" Back in the floor he went. He was a touch slower making it to his feet after that throw. But he managed it without being helped. Wayne decided caution was the best way to proceed. The bitch was quick on her feet and as sly as a fox. So he moved in slowly.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The females lightening fast hands ripped his face to shreds. Two shotgun jabs and a solid right cross landed before he even knew she threw them. Then her shod foot slammed into his temple like a speeding car and put him back in the floor. "WHAP! Wayne was slightly groggy when he made it to his feet. Jasmin grabbed his right shoulder and reached under his left arm to snatch the back of his shirt. Suddenly he was flying over her shapely hip and bouncing on the hard floor again. "SLAM!" He lie there moaning while Jasmin walked around him with a smile on her lips. "How about it wimp? Are you ready to follow my rules yet?" She asked. Wayne didn't answer. He was to busy blinking his unfocused eyes in an attempt to stop the room from spinning. But it wasn't working. "I guess you need further persuasion." She told the incoherent male as she dragged him to his feet.

"SMACK!" A powerful right cross dumped him back in the floor at her feet. Wayne struggled to his hands and knees in an attempt to get up. Jasmin bent her knee and blasted him in the mid section with her foot. "WHAM!" Wayne dropped to his back and rolled. He ended up lying on his stomach in front of a plush easy chair. Jasmin grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him up to his knees as she sat down. Then she put him in a painful full nelson and roughly forced his chin down to his chest. Wayne felt a terrible pain in his shoulders and feared they were going to slip out of their sockets any second. Jasmin easily held the weak male in her tight grip and listened to his scream. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Wayne was crying like a baby. Jasmin smiled at his predicament and taunted him. "Does that hurt? I should be ashamed of myself for being a big bully. But you're such an easy target I can't control myself. So I'm afraid you'll just have to suffer." She said as she applied more pressure. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" She finally quit torturing him and helped the sobbing male to his feet.

Jasmin steady his swaying body and placed her hands on her hips as she took a step back. Then she slightly turned her slender female frame and raised her well toned right leg in the air. Wayne didn't know what hit him. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAM!" She rapidly slapped his face back and forth with the toe and bottom of her shoe. Then her sole crushed his chest like a wrecking ball. Wayne left his feet and luckily landed on the cushioned seat of the easy chair about six feet away. He sat there in a dazed state while the lovely female warrior casually strolled over to resume his destruction. Jasmin bent down and picked up his legs. She wrapped her arms around his upper calves and pulled his legs up snug to her sides. Then she jerked him out of the chair and began spinning him around in circles. Wayne regained his senses and screamed like a frightened little girl. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Jasmin finally turned him loose and sent his body whirling through the air. "SLAM!" It sounded like a bomb going off when Wayne hit the floor on the other side of the room. He skidded across the carpet for a few feet before he began to tumble out of control. His momentum was eventually stopped when he collided with the wall. "SLAM!" He was barely conscious when Jasmin hauled him back to his feet and slammed him against the wall. "SLAM!" She held Wayne up by the throat and beat him senseless while she chastised him for being a total prick. "SMACK!" "Your cocky attitude is going to change young man." "SMACK!" "You're not as important as you think you are." "SMACK!" "In fact, you never contribute anything at all to this company as far as I'm concerned." "SMACK!" "All you do is run your mouth and expect to be obeyed." "SMACK!"

"Well I've got news for you punk." "SMACK!" "You're not a God or a King." "SMACK!" "You're just a spoiled brat who seriously needs a good spanking to set you straight." "SMACK!" "And I'm going to give you one if your behavior doesn't change." "SMACK!" "That's an order asshole." "SMACK!" "Start treating people with respect or I'll blister your ass good." "SMACK!" "Do you understand me wimp?" "SMACK!" "That's more then a threat, that's a promise." "SMACK!" "So straighten your sorry ass out and keep your big mouth shut from now on." "SMACK!" "Or so help me God I'll shove my foot down your throat and permanently shut your big mouth." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Jasmin let his severely beaten body collapse to the floor. Wayne was out cold and had been for a while. But she was so angry she hadn't noticed.

Jasmin grabbed him by the shoulders and yanked him up on his knees. She curled her fingers in his shirt to keep him up and slapped his battered face until he opened his eyes. "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" Heavy tears were rolling down his badly swollen cheeks as he knelt there in front of her. "Have you learned your lesson you little bastard? Or shall I continue to beat you to a pulp?" She sternly asked. Wayne was about to plead for mercy when the locked door suddenly opened up. Faith Tanner walked into the room and softly closed the door. It hurt Wayne to smile with his busted up face. But he managed it when he saw his mother was there to save him. Now this bitch will get what's coming to her. He said to himself. Which was exactly what was going through Jasmin's mind. She was so pissed off at Wayne and his delusions of grandeur, that she feared she might have gone to far. Both of them was about to get the surprise of their life.

Faith Tanner

Faith looked stunning in her red leather pants, white silk top and red high heels. No one spoke a word as she strolled over to her kneeling son. Wayne was smiling from ear to ear while Jasmin had a concerned look on her beautiful face. Faith stopped in front of Wayne and placed her hands on her shapely hips. "That bitch deserves to be fired mother. Look what she did to my fac" "WHAP!" Faith shut him up with a savage kick that broke his nose. Wayne flopped to the floor crying his eyes out. "SILENCE!" She sternly ordered as she glared at him. Then she turned to Jasmin. "Miss Ling. I recently started taking kickboxing lessons and I rather enjoy it. But I very seldom get to practice because of my hectic schedule. I have some free time at the moment and you've presented me with the perfect opportunity to hone my skills. Would you mind helping me out?" She asked with a smile.

Jasmin quickly got over the shock of not being fired on the spot and regained her composure. "Certainly Miss Tanner. It would be my pleasure to help you in any way I can." She answered. "Thank you Miss Ling. And please, call me Faith." "If you wish Faith. And I would be honored if you would call me Jasmin." She responded. "Very well Jasmin. Now here's what I had in mind. I know from reading your file you have a keen interest in self defense. According to your file you have studied various forms of combat for years. And I can tell by looking at my sons swollen face you know what you're doing. So I would like you to give me your honest opinion on my style and technique. And perhaps give me your insight as to where I need improvement." She asked. "Of course Faith. I would be happy to." She replied with a sigh of relief. "EXCELLENT!" "Then let's begin." Faith said with excitement.

Faith slipped her red heels off and forcefully jerked her son to his feet. She held his sagging body in her tight grip while she scolded him for misbehaving. "How many times must I warn you to behave yourself? Did you think I wouldn't notice your condescending attitude towards my employees? You treat people like dirt under your feet Wayne. And I'm sick and tired of putting up with it. Your outrageous behavior ends today young man. Or else." Faith turned him loose and snapped a front kick to his chin. "WHAP!" Wayne stumbled back and was caught by Jasmin. "Nice kick Faith. You got full extension on your leg and your form was perfect." Jasmin informed the beautiful woman as she dragged Wayne back to her. "Thank you Jasmin. Now let's try a side kick." Jasmin handed Wayne over and went back to her spot.

Wayne was crying like a broken hearted child. How could his mother take that fucking whore's side over his. It just wasn't right. But there was nothing he could do about it. There was no fight left in him. His battered body ached all over and his poor face was a multitude of colors and swollen way out of proportion. His only option was to accept the punishment they were dishing out and pray he was still in one piece when they were finished. "WHAP!" The sole of Faith's right foot exploded on his mouth and swelled it up beyond recognition. He would have gone down if Jasmin hadn't caught him in her strong arms. "Another perfect kick Faith. You're doing quite well for someone who just recently took up kickboxing. I'd say you were a natural." Jasmin explained as she dropped Wayne off and returned to her position. "Why thank you Jasmin. That means a lot coming from someone with your vast experience." She replied with a smile.

Wayne was wailing like a lost child while Faith held him up for her next kick. His loud squalling angered Faith so much, she slapped his face for pissing her off. "SLAP!..SLAP!" "Quiet down boy. Stop being such a cry baby. You brought this on yourself. So hush up and accept it like a man." She scolded. Wayne broke down and sobbed even louder. "WHAM!" Faith drove her foot into his chest with the impact of a speeding car. His muscular body shot through the air like a projectile. Jasmin had to step aside so she wouldn't get mowed down. She watched with fascination as his male frame hurled past her at an alarming rate. Wayne hit the floor in a tangled heap of elbows and knees and slid under the sofa. Faith and Jasmin were laughing so hard there was tears in their eyes. The devastating kick did stop Wayne's infernal crying. Because it knocked him out cold.

"I don't think you need my help Faith. You're an exceptional student. That was a picture perfect kick. You drove your foot through the target and landed it with incredible force. I applaud you. I couldn't have done better myself." She praised. "Thank you again Jasmin. I do pay strict attention to the instructor as he demonstrates the lessons. And I appreciate your input very much. Now let's continue teaching my asshole son a lesson." Faith placed an easy chair in front of the sofa while Jasmin dragged Wayne out from under it. Faith sat in the chair while Jasmin pulled Wayne up to his knees by his wrists to face his mother. She sat down on the sofa and jammed her foot in the middle of his back while she stretched his arms out behind him. Wayne was helpless in Jasmin's hold and at the mercy of his angry mother.

Faith nudged her sons face with her foot until he woke up. He instantly began sobbing again when he saw the precarious position he was in. But Faith quickly put a stop to it. "Stop that God damn blubbering you little baby. Or I'll throw you over my lap and really give you something to cry about. Now hush up and pay attention. You will conduct yourself in a mannerly fashion from now on. Everyone deserves to be treated with respect and dignity. And by God you will give it to them." Wayne interrupted her. "These people work for us mother. They're not high ranking dignitaries or wealthy business men. They're lowly employees who are far below our station in life." He said pleading his case. "WHAP!..WHAP!" Faith slapped his face with her foot. She couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouth. This was not the son she raised.

"I'm ashamed I gave you life. Somewhere along the line you lost the values and good manners I taught you. You make me sick to my stomach Wayne." Faith disgustedly replied. Before he could answer she let him have it. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!" Faith crushed his battered face with the sole of her foot until he passed out. Jasmin released his sleeping body and he collapsed on his face at his mothers feet. Faith strolled over and slipped her red heels back on her feet. She was shaking her head in disbelief as she sat down in her sons chair behind his desk and lit a cigarette. "I apologise for my sons ludicrous ideas and bad manners Jasmin. And I promise you his attitude is going to drastically change after today. Because you and I are going to painfully show him the error of his ways." She said with a determined look.

"It's not your fault he didn't turn out the way you had hoped Faith." Jasmin said trying to console her. "In a way it is Jasmin. I got so wrapped up in my business trying to make a better life for Wayne and I, that I neglected him when he needed me most. But I'm going to rectify that mistake today. That boy is going to become a decent human being if I have to break every bone in his body. In fact, we'll start his training right now. You get the privilege of breaking his first bone because of the way he acted towards you today. So decide which one it will be while I smoke this cigarette." She emphatically told Jasmin. "Are you sure about this Faith?" Jasmin asked. "I'm sure Jasmin. Break any bone you prefer. Except his neck or back of course. I want him able to work." She replied with a smile. "As you wish." Jasmin answered.

A few minutes later, Faith put out the cigarette and rose to her feet. "Have you decided?" "I believe a broken arm should drive home the point." Jasmin said with conviction. "Excellent choice. Let's wake him up and spring our painful surprise." Faith walked over to stand above his head. Jasmin knelt down on her right knee and picked up his left arm. Then she stretched it out over her upraised left leg and turned it so his elbow was resting just above her knee. She got a firm grip on his wrist with her left hand and grabbed his shoulder with her right. Faith leaned down and slapped Wayne awake. Wayne regained his senses and whimpered when he saw he was pinned down. He was hoping the terrible ordeal was over. But it looked as if he would have to suffer further humiliation at the hands of his mother and the Chinese bitch.

"Here are the rules you will be expected to obey from now on Wayne. So listen carefully and pay attention. Since you think you are better then everyone else because you are my son and hold an Executive position, then I am demoting you to the mail room. My decision is final so there is no sense in arguing. You will also treat people with the utmost respect. To ensure you follow that order, I have come up with a plan to help you learn that lesson. Each time I catch you being disrespectful to one of my employees, I will give you a harsh spanking right in front of them. Then they will be allowed to break one of your bones. So I would advise you to learn quickly. Since I used you to practice my kickboxing we will dispense with the spanking this time. We will start with Miss Ling because of your bad behavior towards her today. She has chosen to break your arm. So prepare yourself young man." She said as she nodded to Jasmin.

Jasmin reinforced her grip and viciously shoved down on his wrist. "SNAP!" His arm easily broke at the elbow. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" A high pitched scream filled the room for several seconds. Then Wayne mercifully passed out. "Nice work Jasmin. A good clean break. Hopefully this plan of mine will set him on the right track. We'll soon see. I better call security to help me get Wayne down to my car so I can take him to the hospital." She said as she picked up the phone. A few seconds later she hung up and turned back to Jasmin. "If you're free tomorrow I'd like to have lunch with you." Faith asked with a smile. "I would be honored Faith." She responded. "Excellent. Then I'll drop by your office around noon." Jasmin thanked her and left for her office.

Jasmin sat down and propped her feet up on her desk. Things should go a lot smoother around here with Wayne gone. She said to herself. Then her mind wandered to the amazing female who owned and operated the company. Faith Tanner is a remarkable woman. She has complete confidence in herself and the way she handles her business. I couldn't have picked a better roll model to admire for her accomplishments. Wayne doesn't stand a chance pitting his will against hers. She'll break him in no time. So I doubt if he'll be a problem anymore. Which is really a shame. I rather enjoyed snapping his arm. Jasmin smiled as she mentally chided herself for getting a thrill from another persons pain. But Wayne Tanner deserved it if anyone did. She let it slip from her mind and went back to work.