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: First/Last
Behind The Green Door
By
Mara Maharakshasa <MaraMahaRakshasa@aol.com>
In the great green room, there was a telephone and a red balloon. Attached to the knotted neck of the balloon, a small greeting card.
Sherlock Holmes prodded the balloon, then read the card, brow furrowing.
"What do you think, Holmes?" I asked anxiously.
There was no reply. Holmes had been summoned from retirement to solve this baffling case. He eyed the telephone with suspicion.
"I believe that if you use this apparatus, Watson, the operator will connect you to the Savoy Hotel. Please ask if a Doctor Freud is staying there. I know he lectured to the Royal Society on Thursday."
"Certainly, Holmes. And what should I ask?"
"Invite him to join us. I believe he may have some interesting insights."
Freud arrived by hansom cab, an hour later. I had no luck in persuading Holmes to divulge his thoughts. But the appearance of the Viennese psychologist started him talking.
"Dr. Freud ..."
"Sigmund." "... I have been requested by Scotland Yard to elucidate the circumstances of the death of Lord Algernon Trembleton, who lived here. And while I have deduced the method of his demise, I am at a loss for motivation. Perhaps you might be of assistance?"
"Certainly. What have you learned?" the grave doctor replied.
"Trembleton hanged himself in the next room, seemingly in despair, poor fellow. A man of advanced years, he was given to peculiar tastes in latter days. I believe the cause of his malaise is to be found here."
"Go on."
"This red balloon was inflated about 24 hours ago, I judge. And the note attached to it reads: 'Algie: Does this remind you of Dieppe?' It is unsigned, but in a woman's handwriting. A vain woman, judging by the curlicues, and turquoise ink."
"Your theory?"
"That Trembleton was being blackmailed by a lady of easy virtue, who used the balloon to symbolize her well-spanked bottom."
"Holmes!" I cried in surprise. But Freud simply nodded. "Why is the room green?" the Viennese asked.
"I have not formed an opinion," Holmes replied.
"The color of a summer meadow? Freshly cut birches?
A memento of an Irish woman?" Freud mused.
"Heavens!" Holmes shouted. "Quick, Watson. A hansom cab! We must visit the telephone exchange at once!"
The manager, Mr. Fossil, eyed Holmes askance.
"Yes, my operators keep a record of telephone calls, of course. But they are not, I believe, inclined to listen to conversations."
"Perhaps not. And who would have routed calls from Belgravia last night?"
"Miss O'Reilly."
Holmes and Freud confronted a nervous Miss O'Reilly, fidgeting in her chair.
"Lord Trembleton," Holmes began.
"I know that name."
"My colleagues are doctors. They wish to examine you."
"Never!"
"It is as I thought, Watson," he told me later. "Hard to understand, but the woman had seduced Trembleton by telephone! He became obsessed! They had an adventure in France. Dr. Freud is fascinated by her strange, submissive habits, which he proposes we investigate, at your convenience."
The sound of steady spanking reached my ears.
The End
© Copyright by Mara Maharakshasa, 2002. All rights are reserved by the author. Do not retransmit, store (except for personal use) or publish without permission.
Reviews
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
The author is not the first to involve Sigmund Freud in a Sherlock Holmes story, but the execution was brilliant on several different levels. It seems to capture the flavour of authentic Conan Doyle perfectly, as far as I can tell. And what better genre than a detective story, to unravel the mystery posed by the first line? And who better than the great Dr. Freud to investigate the matter of strange submissive tendencies?
Sarah Nada <circler73(at)hotmail(dot)com>
Behind the Green Door is a spanko mystery, and features a remarkable cast of characters including Sherlock Holmes and Sigmund Freud. I like the fact that it's narrated by Watson, and Holmes behaves very much like himself.
Kate <ecattiva(at)aol(dot)com>
I love the pairing of Sherlock Holmes and Sigmund Freud. What a great ending! Nice, light story.
MollyB <mollyb(at)newsguy(dot)com>
A cute take on a childhood classic.