This short story is an entry in the 2002 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
The Ordeal
By
Alex Birch <alexbirch@blueyonder.co.uk>
Susan had lain in the cell for what seemed hours before she heard the heavy tread in the corridor outside. She tried hard to control her trembling body as the cell door opened and two grim faced men in warders uniform walked in. 'On your feet!' one barked and Susan scrambled to obey, her stomach churning and sensing a sudden urge to pee, though she had gone twice within the last 30 minutes.
Each man took an arm and Susan was almost dragged out of the cell and down the corridor until they arrived at a heavy oak door at the end of the row. One warder knocked hard and the door was opened, Susan then almost pushed into the room. She began to whimper in fear as she took in the view in front of her. Four people in uniform stood beside a punishment trestle, two women and two men, all immaculately attired in police uniform and each face grim and unsmiling. Her eyes stayed on one of the men, tall and well muscled, who flexed a whippy rattan cane in his hands and she nearly cried out in fright.
Oh Jesus how had she got herself into this? If only she could.her thoughts were interrupted by the strident tones of one of the women officers. 'Susan Blake, you know why you are here..?' The girl nodded 'Very well!! Remove your skirt!'
The time had come and Susan was terrified. With trembling fingers she undid the zipper of her skirt then slid it down and off, standing before the officers in a white blouse, her stockings and pink panties. Never had she been displayed like this in her life but worse was to come.
'Take your knickers right off!' the woman's voice demanded and Susan blushed brightly and hesitated.
'At once or a policeman will do it for you!!' she barked and Susan closed her eyes in embarrassment as she pulled down her panties and stepped out of them.
'Bend over the trestle !' she was told and did so promptly, shocked that her wrists were grabbed and shackled to the legs. Then to her horror, her legs were pulled wide and shackled similarly.
Now there was no modesty as she displayed herself and she began to cry, her self pity cut short by the first slice of the cane which took her breath away, the burning fire consuming her buttocks nearly making her sick. Five more times the cane sliced in, each stroke leaving a brand across her bottom and soon she was weeping loudly.
Suddenly the caning stopped and Susan was left suspended across the trestle the burning pain becoming a warm glow which began to arouse to a degree which shocked and excited her.
The shackles were undone and one of the police women bent down and kissed her face.
'Was it as good as your fantasy?' she grinned and Susan could only moan in delight.
'Our play parties do aim to please.' the woman chuckled '..and I reckon we did!'
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2002
Reviews
Anne <Ladyanne60(at)aol(dot)com>
The beginning of this story has all the dark elements of a medieval torture chamber. The ending took me by pleasant surprise. From the darkness to light, this was a very enjoyable tale. From Susan's point of view, this was money well spent.
Dyke Grrl <dyke.grrl(at)verizon(dot)net>
Excellent job. This is not my kink, but I was drawn in by the descriptions, and could somehow sense the arousal underneath Susan's fear. The ending capped things perfectly.
Jodi <ladiejj(at)webtv(dot)net>
This is a great story. It gives the reader a great sense of anticipation. There are so many details here from the hands of a guard to her pink panties. All of these things make this story better, it helps us paint the full picture. The caning scene is intense. And the last line is great, and nice ending. Very well written.
Owen Williamson <ashthorn(at)maildulf(dot)com>
Well, this was over the set length, which doesn't help. To me, also, the twist at the end spoiled the tale - almost as bad as the cliche "I woke up and found it was a dream". Apologies to the writer, who has obviously done their best.