Message-ID: <1510eli$9706181600@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!not-for-mail Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: Story: In The Bank Manager's Cupboard. Part Ten. In The Bank Manager's Cupboard. Part Ten. (Part nine posted to yesterday) Copyright: 1986 thru 1997. Christine Stevenson. As he opened his mouth to object, she stuffed a ball gag into it that had been hidden behind her back. The gag, a simple rubber ball with a leather strap passing through it, filled his mouth and forced it wide open. She tightened the strap in place at the back of his head. She carried on, now having guaranteed that there would be no further interruptions. "For your poor service this morning I promised you six strokes, they will be with the cane. For your lack of respect and for constantly ogling my body, getting erections, and lusting after me all day I will give you a further six strokes of the cane." David was struggling and whinnying in his attempt to show his objection to her proposal to beat him. He had thought to suffer only six strokes, but already she had promised him four times that. "There is little point in objecting, Wanker! These punishments are lenient, and are only tokens of what you should receive for such outrageous behaviour. I am being merciful because this is only your first day in service to me. I am a generous woman." Karin didn't let him see her smile as she turned to walk back around the bed. He turned his head to watch her arrive at the other side. Of course! He remembered. This doesn't all end on Monday morning, when he could return to being a shoe salesman. He saw her fetch her tawse, cane, riding crop, and cat o'nine tails from the chair and lay them on the bed beside him. Why the other two? She picked up her tawse and paced around him like a panther, selecting her target area. "Like what you see wanker? Makes you want another toss does it?" The questions obviously required no answer, "Well keep looking, I want you to remember why you are being punished." She continued striding powerfully around him, savouring his helplessness. "If you keep your eyes upon me at all times, you might be able to prepare for the next stroke. Who knows, your lust might even make the pain more bearable." Karin advised him. "It will at least help you to pay attention, and I want your full concentration." She raised her arm and David tensed in anticipation as she spoke again.... "Listen" THWACK, "Carefully" THWACK, "I am" THWACK, "Going" THWACK, "To teach" THWACK, "You my" THWACK, "Rules." After his first six strokes David was whinnying and wriggling. Karin was smiling and relishing her afternoon. An exhilarating way to deliver a lecture, she loved it. It made her glow with pleasure, almost in direct proportion to the blush she induced on the male buttocks. She hadn't had this much fun since the young trainee manager she caught with his feet up on her desk, smoking in her office. Karin loved to invent rules that would make life difficult for men, she now had her chance, once again. "Rule one" THWACK, "Unquestioning" THWACK, "Obedience" THWACK, "Rule two" THWACK, "No" THWACK, "Male" THWACK, "Lust." David was already in a frenzied state, and she had only just begun. Karin dropped the tawse and picked up her cane. She didn't like to cane unless and until the male posterior had been well reddened. "Rule three" SWEEEIPT, "When" SWEEEIPT, "In Doubt" SWEEEIPT, "Kneel" SWEEEIPT, "Rule four" SWEEEIPT, "When a" SWEEEIPT, "rule is" SWEEEIPT, "broken" SWEEEIPT, "you will" SWEEEIPT, "Grovel" SWEEEIPT, "and" SWEEEIPT, "Kiss" SWEEEIPT, "My Heels." Karin dropped the cane and very gradually David calmed down, his breath was whistling through his nostrils as he fought to get himself under control. He was almost hyperventilating, and yet sobbing at the same time. She watched avidly as little by little his body absorbed the pain, the heaving in his chest calmed to slow deep breaths. The glow of pleasure she felt was indescribable. His frenzy calmed to a low moan, effectively suppressed by the gag. Karin preferred to beat a man when he was bound and gagged. It allowed her to cause unbearable pain, while still keeping him in position for the next stroke. This enabled her to keep her own rhythm, without waiting for him to get back into position for the next assault. She could lay on stripes with the cane quickly, which she really enjoyed, allowing no unnecessary gaps for pleading and begging. Not that Karin didn't enjoy a man's grovelling and supplication. Just that everything in it's place, she didn't like anything to get in the way of her pleasure when punishing. ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic mailing list. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. Subscribe online at http://www.mschristine.com/domestic.html ------------------------------------------------------ _________________________________________________ Christine & David Stevenson .....Authors of the Fem Dom Training Program..... Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. .........Runs on all IBM compatible PC's......... 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