Message-ID: <21578asstr$943978200@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: {ASSM} The Governor's Wife - Part Seventeen X-Original-Message-ID: <3843aebb.83888620@news.telenet.pt> X-Original-Path: 195.23.214.70 Lines: 151 Date: Tue, 30 Nov 1999 11:10:00 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: kelly, Vulpine, gill-bates Warning: This story is about non-consensual domination. It is fiction, but it is erotic - despite or perhaps partly because it is non-consensual. Copyright: Victor Bruno. http://www.mschristine.com/bruno.html The Governor's Wife by Victor Bruno Part Seventeen "Suppose I refuse to go back again," said Frank with sudden boldness. "You won't" said the Governor almost wearily. "In the first place, I'd see you get beaten near to a pulp in one of the cells here. In the second place, she'd rig up a rape charge against you and I'd have to go through with it. You'd get another twenty years. Maybe more. Very serious offence rape. Especially on the Governor's wife. In some states they give you the Chair. So.... you see how it is, Frank. You'll go back." Frank was startled by the use of his Christian name. It showed a glimpse of understanding and sympathy. "My God," he said almost to himself, "she's promised me an even bigger thrashing next time." "You've got to toughen up, Frank," said the Governor. "It's not going on for ever. She'll get tired of you soon. Want some other poor bastard over there. I tell you again, the first few times are always the worst. Once you're through that barrier, you'll be able to take it better." "I .... I hope so, Sir," mumbled Frank miserably. The future looked bleak indeed. Hettie Page was obviously inescapable. "You'll keep your mouth shut about this, of course. One peep out of you elsewhere and that rape charge is a certainty ...." "I'll say nothing," Sir, answered Frank almost sullenly. "O.K. then, 808, you'd better get back on duty," said the Governor more formally as he opened the door with his key. The interview was over .... and nothing had been accomplished. Yet, as he went down the corridor, Frank felt a certain sense of relief. Almost as if he had been to a confessional. A trouble shared was a trouble halved, so they said. Well, maybe there was something in that. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Three days later, just when his soreness seemed finally to have gone, the summons came. "808, you're required for domestic duties over at the Governor's residence," said the guard. "You're to follow me right away." Frank felt his stomach seeming to drop into his boots. It must have been the same kind of sensation a man got when they came for him in Death Row. Still, at least I'm not going to the Chair, he said to himself as he followed the guard out. And, as the Governor had said, it couldn't go on for ever. Perhaps she'd get tired of him quite soon. Then Frank thought of that swishy cane.... and what his Mistress had promised him. He shivered. As usual, Hettie Page opened the door herself. Frank's eyes focused on her in fascinated dread. This was the woman who was going to make the coming hours a living Hell for him. Yet she had a winsome, welcoming smile on her fulsome lips. "Come in, Frank," she said sweetly and, at the same time, gave the guard a dismissive nod. "I shall need him till late. Don't come over until I ring the gaol." "Very good, Ma'am." The guard turned and was gone. There was the sound of the door being closed and locked. Frank's heart began to thump; the sickness of dread began to rise again. Then Hettie brushed past him and stood, hands on hips, still smiling at him. Frank saw another plunging V-neckline, which showed almost half of the breasts and revealed a deep cleavage line. The blouse was made of some shiny black material. The skirt below was scarlet and of scarcely more than mini-length. Below that were long bare thighs .... and a pair of black, lace up boots of calf length; the heels high and slim, the toes pointed. "I've got a little surprise for you this morning, Frank," said Hettie. "It's upstairs. But first we'll go into the living room." Frank followed the seductively swinging hindquarters, under the short red skirt, unable to check the instant surge of lust within himself. My God, he thought, it might be worth raping this woman, even if it did mean life. After all, you might as well get that for real, rather than on a trumped up charge. Then he managed to get a grip on himself. It was madness to think like that right at the beginning of the day. He had to learn control. She had said so. And she had told him what she would do if he didn't. "Right, Frank, drop your pants ...." Hands still on hips; the command so easy and natural. As if it were her divine right to treat him so. The humiliation of it seared through Frank. "In fact, Frank, you might as well take everything off. I think I'll keep you bollock naked all day long. Fold everything neatly and place it on that chair." URL Bruno Books Email Bruno List ------------------------------------------------------ Warning! Turns your wife/lover into a Dominatrix. The Fem Dom Training Software. http://www.mschristine.com/program.html mailto:program@Ms-Christine.com ------------------------------------------------------ The DOMestic digest is free of charge. Subscribe in subject line:- DOMestic@Ms-Christine.com Moderated by David & Christine Stevenson. 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