Naked at Work

Chapter 7. Jan's unwilling to take part

"Ms. Jefferson, Mr. Carsons wishes to see you in his office immediately," Security informed her when she'd pressed her thumb on the lock.

"I'll go as soon as I have my office sorted," she snapped.

"He did stress 'immediately' miss."

"So what," she thought but walked to her office, "He's only the sitting in the chair I should be in. No doubt he's had a dirty weekend with that bimbo of a secretary playing at being slaves but fucking like rabbits. I guess they heard what Claire got up to with the other slaves."

"Security. Has Ms. Jefferson arrived yet? Who am I talking to?" David enquired.

"Reg, sir. Yes sir, she arrived fifteen minutes ago and I gave her your message but she said she'd have to go to her office first. I did say you wanted to see her straightaway sir."

"I'm sure you did Reg. Put me through to whoever is in charge there this morning please."

"It's Mike sir. I'll switch the vid connection for you."

"Morning Mike. Would you please send a couple of your biggest men to Ms. Jefferson's office and bring her to mine. She'll probably be abusive so cuff her and make her journey here as public as possible."

"I doubt two will be enough for that feisty bitch… sorry woman," Mike commented, "I hope you know what you're doing, she'll scream blue murder all the way. What's she done wrong? Are we arresting her?"

"No, she's done nothing wrong but you'll all know why soon. I hope she does make a fuss. That will draw everyone's attention to her."

"You're not going to… the programme you went on…"

"Keep your lips sealed Mike, let others imagine its embezzlement or something for the moment."

"I'll go myself and bring Reg. I can put a replacement on the reception desk."

Mike and Reg strode into the office suite and noisily slammed the door. All the staff turned and watched as they walked between the desks to Janet's office. "Ms. Jefferson, you are to come with us." Mike said loudly enough for everyone to hear.

"Why? What right have you to come in here like this and disturb me at work? I demand an explanation." Janet's high-pitched voice carried across the office floor The office had become completely silent and all eyes were on her.

"I'm just following orders miss. I think there have been some investigations going on and my orders are to collect you."

"I'm going nowhere until I know what this is all about. You can't…"

Janet's words were cut short when Reg grabbed her arms and forced them behind her back and Mike cuffed her wrists. Janet started cursing and threatening but the security guards ignored them and each put a hand under her armpits and half-lifted, half carried her screaming and kicking from the room. They could have taken the lift to the next floor but instead used the longer route that took her passed the upper floor offices.

"Ah, Ms. Jefferson, you decided to come at last. We were expecting you half an hour ago," Debra remarked as security paused at her desk.

"You mean to say you had me arrested and brought here like this just because I didn't go to see David bloody Carsons soon enough? That's preposterous. I'll…"

"Bring her though please boys. Mr. Carsons is expecting you." Debra led the way and opened the door.

"Good morning Janet. I'm so glad you could come. Please have a seat," David greeted the irate woman. The security men lowered her in the chair. Immediately she tried to stand but was firmly pushed down again.

"What is the meaning of the this outrage Carsons? I'll have you put away for this." She continued to fume and spit abuse at David without waiting for an explanation until Debra took a hand towel from the washroom, twisted it into a string and gagged her with it.

"Janet, now that I have your attention please listen carefully. As you know Debbie and I spent the last few days in the slaves quarters and in doing so I learned a great deal about you. I found out you were undoubtedly the most hated person in this establishment, even more than Claire was. Claire has changed out of all recognition." Janet began to get an inkling of where this was leading and was shaking her head violently and muttering into her makeshift gag. "Both she and Ken have benefited from their experience and are still in the programme but will be working together in the offices for another two weeks. I believe you too are a prime candidate for the programme, The reasons for putting them on the programme were very different and yet similar to yours. They caused to firm to lose a lot of money because of their behaviour, you haven't done that except indirectly in that your staff does not work willingly and they and others do their best to keep out of your way which makes them less efficient than they should be. You have to bully them to get things done. I'm not proposing to have you caned or that you are tag linked to a buddy but I am ordering a two-week period on the 'naked at work programme'. You gloated when you saw Debbie and me working naked in the dining hall, now is the time for you to find out what it is like for yourself. You of course do have a choice. Agree to take the programme or clear your desk and be escorted from the premises. I strongly recommend the first option although I know you will find the first few days very difficult; very difficult indeed."

Tears were streaming down Janet's face but her eyes showed their anger at the choice she was being forced to make. "Janet I know you hate me and men in general so when you have calmed down a little I am going to leave you with Debbie and ask security to wait outside. When she is ready she'll remove your gag and you can discuss with her what is likely to happen if you choose the programme. I'll give you fifteen minutes to make up your mind to agree or clear your desk. Don't even think of attacking Debbie, security will monitor the room but I will mute the sound so you can talk in private. Understand?" Janet made no indication either way but David stood and showed her the control set to mute and left the room.

"I suppose you and Carsons thought this up while you were screwing like rabbits for the last few days. That's why you dreamed up this idea, isn't it? You wanted a few days whoring." Debbie didn't answer but just sat and waited until Janet finished trying to debase her.

"You only have eight minutes left to make up your mind Janet. I am here to answer any questions that will help you do that but I am not here to answer personal questions on my life."

"You know I cannot afford to lose this job. Getting another would be difficult especially one that paid as well as this. You have me trapped and you know it. Gwen only has a low paid job which brings in enough to keep her but doesn't pay much towards the rent of our apartment." She sat glaring for a few more minutes and then, seemingly making up her mind to ask said, "Will I be raped by men?"

"Technically no but you will probably think of it like that. You will be a slave and as you know, anyone in that community can have sex with any of the others or with those outside provided the owner agrees. To put it bluntly, many men will fuck you, probably several times a day. Office staff are not allowed to touch you without owners permission and as the owners are a firm, no one can give that permission."

"Will they hurt me?"

"Yes. You will receive the 'welcome' as they call it on the first night, which is ten strokes of the strap done in front of everyone. I had it, David had it and you probably noticed the marks when we were on dining room duty. They hurt and are still tender but that was all the punishment we had because we co-operated and fitted in with the others. Ken and Claire gave us some tips on how to avoid the strap too. They had problems at first but theirs was partly due to the tags and the slowness of their movements due to the thrashing they had. You'll only have the leg tag that prevents you leaving the building and gives the security computer a spot check on your position."

"But I'd be fucked and raped at the welcome too."

"You'd be fucked. Almost certainly by the overseer first and then by whoever they decide is to be your buddy, that's the one who will try to guide and help you especially in the first few days. You'll sleep together. After those two you will be fucked by whoever feels like it. I had five men and one woman the first night. They did things I didn't like too much at first. One did it in my bottom and after each fuck, the men had to lick me clean, which was nice, but I had to return the favour and suck them."

"I could never do that!" Janet almost yelled.

"Then you'll be strapped until you do. There are at least two lesbians in there. Dana, Claire's slave is still there and she still prefers women but she has to submit to men as well. You'll be able to ask any woman to service you and you can service her too."

"Will I be able to have a girl as my buddy?"

"It depends on who volunteers. To put it bluntly, you are so hated by every slave in the community that they may have difficulty in finding a willing buddy for you."

The door opened and David entered. "Have you made up your mind?" he asked.

"You know I've no bloody choice Carsons. You set me up you cunning bastard but I'll get my own back. They won't find me as willing to demean myself as you seemed to have been."

"Then I expect you'll be in a lot more pain than we were." Turning to the two security guards, "Mike and Reg, would you mind escorting Ms. Jefferson to the slave overseer please." Still in cuffs, she was led to the basement.

"I don't know if I can face them Ken," Claire sounded worried. "It's one thing to be naked and doing slave work but quite another to be in an office amongst people that were under you until a couple of weeks or so ago."

"I shall be with you and we'll be in my office next week. By then I expect we'll be inured to it." They held hands because the Flagelistics tags wouldn't be removed until they'd finished their now month long naked at work session.

"I wonder how JJ's getting on? Wish we could have been there to see her arrive, unless of course she's decided to find another job."

"I doubt that. There's not many firms around like us and I can't see her references appealing to many employers. She's efficient but she's lacking in social skills. Here we are Claire, put on a smile and brave it out." To their surprise a cheer went up and several of their colleagues greeted them cheerfully. Some commented on the painful quirt and the cane welts that still decorated their bodies but no one abused them.

Shirley came from the supervisor's office. "Morning Claire, Ken." After the usual preliminaries she went on, "I'd better formally introduce you although everyone's seen you arrive. Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, Claire and Ken have arrived. Claire is back with us and Ken is going to work in here with her for this week. You all know about the tagging system so if you have to see them please make sure neither you nor folders or anything gets between the two arm tags." There were nods of understanding.

"I reckon she's got guts coming in here with him, naked and still with showing those wicked looking welts on her tits and arse," Rachel commented to Sally.

"And they're smiling and holding hands. She seems to have changed a helluva lot. I heard she could have come off the programme after Bill Greenmore's whipping but she decided to see it through and even discounted last week when they couldn't really do any work." A look from Shirley stopped the conversation.

"Technically they are still slaves and as such they, and you, are bound by the slavery rules. They are the property of the firm and as you do not own the Kennington Accounts you are not allowed to touch, fondle or have sex with them. You will no doubt recall the incident when they were in this room a little while ago. However, now they are here to work so I'd like to get them and the rest of you working again. Mr. Carsons has given them a special dispensation to use the canteen at mid-morning and mid-afternoon breaks as it would take too long for the to go down to the slave room for those short breaks. You may be able to talk with them then. They have to use the slaves dining room for the midday meal so their lunch break will not be until 2 p.m. which is when you should all be back at work here. Now please carry on with your work and remember, please be polite to them and don't get between them. You can take that whichever way you wish." Shirley laughed with the others at her little double entendre.

Claire noticed how different Shirley's technique was from her own, or at least her past technique. Shirley's was relaxed and laid-back. She would have spoken louder and given crisp orders and not permitted any talking or comment.

Shirley turned to them, "I didn't know what arrangement would suit you best but I've had two desks put together so you can sit opposite each other. I've staggered the keyboards and screens and thought that if you kept your tagged arms above the table, you'd be able to work with both hands free. Or perhaps you have a better idea?"

"Not at this moment in time Shirley ma'am, thank you," Ken replied, "And sitting opposite her will give me a chance to watch her titties wobbling."

"But I won't be able to see if they give you an erection," Claire replied. Shirley gasped at the comment. A few days ago, they would never even hinted at such things let alone laugh about them.

"Your office sent some stuff up for you Ken, but they said you may need to get other discs from your cabinet. They were not sure what you would actually need and said it may depend on what you managed to get done. Feel free to leave when you have to without asking. I know Claire has to accompany you so please try and keep the number of journeys to the minimum."

"Yes, I'll do that Shirley, sorry ma'am, thank you."

Three-quarters of an hour later, "I really do need to get some of the old back-up discs from what was my office Claire. I can't get on any further without them. They've set me sorting out some of the bad debts from way back. It's a job I've been threatening to give one of the others for a while but no one seemed to have the time. Are you up to running the gauntlet?"

The reception in Ken's office was more staid but not unwelcoming. "Morning Steve sir, you know Claire." After the brief introduction Ken found the box of discs but the old CD drive was missing.

"Maybe in the store?" Steve suggested.

It wasn't but when he came out, one of the girls noticed he was half-hard. She tittered, "Can I come into the store with you next time?"

"Not until my slavery is over Carol. Until then we're out of bounds to each other."

"And after then he's mine anyway!" Claire added. This caused some raised eyebrows.

"Get undressed and put your clothing in this box. You won't be needing them again for a couple of weeks," Jack ordered.

"Look the other way then," Janet demanded, "I don't want your ugly face leering at me."

Jack grabbed her arm and dragged her roughly into the slave dining room where a group was cleaning up after breakfast. "Stop work and look at JJ. She's embarrassed by having to take her clothes off while I watch. Perhaps it will be easier if everyone here watches. Strip slave JJ."

"Please don't make me do this… In fact I won't do it! You've no right to ask. I shouldn't be here." She stood up a defiantly looked at the overseer. Her reply was greeted with hoots and catcalls from the onlookers.

"Get Henry," Jack ordered. He too was laughing. In a short while Henry appeared. "You know JJ I believe Henry?" Henry smiled. He was going to get his revenge. "JJ may I introduce you to Henry. I know you've come across each other a few times and you've had a good look at his arse but haven't been introduced socially." Jack paused he was enjoying this, "JJ may I introduce your buddy for the coming two weeks, Henry."

"You can't mean it?" Janet was horrified. Only a short while ago she's had him thrashed and she'd applied to have it done again. It was not a good start. "I want a woman buddy," she stated as firmly as she could but again this was greeted with laughter and hoots.

"Henry, your girl buddy doesn't wish to take her clothes off in front of us. Would you like to do the honours?" Jack had a grin that spread from ear to ear.

"Certainly sir. Will the others be permitted to help?"

"Of course."

Henry reached out and swiftly grabbed the front of Janet's blouse and tore it open. Other hands pulled at whatever clothing they could get hold of. Janet fought, screamed and kicked but the slaves still laughed at her efforts. It wasn't long before her clothes were lying in shreds and she was naked.

"Unpin her hair Rita please," Jack ordered, "She looks too much like a boss lady with it up on top of her head." Soon Janet's dark hair hung to just below her shoulder line. He walked to his office and returned with a pair of leather cuffs. "I can see why security put the steel handcuffs on you. These will be more comfortable if you have to wear them for longer periods. How long depends on your behaviour." Although she struggled and swore, inevitably the cuffs were fitted and her hands fastened behind her back. Janet stood like a caged tiger in the centre of the room. Jack walked round as though admiring a piece of sculpture. "Nice tits, not over large but still firm considering her age. Cunt hair matches her head. Trimmed neatly. Does your girl partner do that for you?"

"None of your business!" The others knew Jack was only playing with her and would soon strike. Normally a remark like that would have seen a painful answer. Jack walked round commenting on her legs and feet and then, "Nice full arse. A bit pale, needs a little colour in it. Henry would you like to show her what colour it should be?"

"Yes sir." He bent down and lifted his tunic to reveal his purple blotched buttocks. Janet turned away.

"That's the colour you thought Henry's should be JJ so as you're buddies now, perhaps we should colour co-ordinate yours with his. Look at him woman!" The last sentence came out loudly and Janet jumped.

"No! Please no. I've done nothing wrong. I shouldn't be here. I have an office to run. I'm not a slave like you lot. This is only Carsons idea of a joke. Release me immediately and let me get back to work…" She saw the remains of her clothing on the floor and it hit her; this was no joke.

Even if it was a David Carsons joke, Jack and the slaves were prepared to go along with it. He and Deb had been good sports and had joined in with them. David had also promised to get some improvements that Jack had been asking to be done for months. Already the maintenance foreman had been down. So if it was a joke it was certainly on Janet.

"JJ, forget about your life upstairs for the next two weeks. Concentrate on surviving down here. You've already doubled your welcome for this evening. However, I don't want to have your arse too colourful before then so I'm going to ask Henry to sit on that chair and you to lie across his lap for a little hand spanking. Will you do that?"

"Not willingly. Not in your lifetime bastard. You're only one of the lesser employees here."

"But one that holds the key to your body for a while." Jack spoke quietly and turned to Carl and Richard, "Hold her across Henry's lap."

Cuffed as she was, Janet's struggle was but a token one and within seconds she was in the required position. Henry stroked her white bottom and fingered her arsehole and cunt. "Feels a bit cold and dry, sir," he remarked.

"Warm it up then Henry. Take your time and cover the whole area, then put some cream on the internal parts. You're quite welcome to have first shot at the crabby bitch. You deserve it after what she did to you. Bring her to my office after you've done and we'll complete the formalities and she can have the prescribed one hour to make her personal arrangements."

"Stop it you pervert," Janet yelled as Henry's finger probed her arse. "Yeeoooww!" Henry's hand struck with all the force he could muster.

"Don't tickle 'er Henry, give 'er proper hard 'uns." Carl taunted his friend. Henry handprinted the other bum cheek and continued to spank her until the whole area from the back of her thighs to the base of her spine was deep red in colour and Henry's hand was sore.

"You think that will do for starters Carl?" Henry asked. Janet was crying and sobbing hysterically. "My little girl is crying like a baby. Maybe she's had enough for now?"

"I suppose so, but when you going to start the main course?" All the slaves were smiling hugely and added their comments.

"Trouble is," Henry stated, "The way she wriggled made my prick is so hard, and now my balls feel like they're gonna burst, I just got to put that cream inside her before it goes all over the place. Let's put her over the table." Weary from the pain and distress, Janet hardly had the strength to resist. Henry plunged in, surprised that there was a little moisture flowing in her opening. She was tight though, very tight. He commented on it to the others and kept up a running commentary as he plunged in as deeply as he could. Frequently Janet's face was as red as her arse and her tits were mauled as Henry used them as handles to force himself into her. "I'm creaming now," he cried out to the audience, "She's getting her first load of spunk for many years." Slowly he withdrew and pushed her globes apart enough to get his tongue to her slit. "I 'spect you've had this done more times than you done fucking, Did you never use a dildo?" Janet didn't answer. She was dreading what Debra had told her came next.

It came. Henry placed his sticky prick by her face. "No doubt you've sucked cunts, now you've to learn to suck pricks. Don't even think about biting. That's a cunt caning offence." She tried to keep her mouth shut but Richard pinched her nose. "Use your tongue you stupid bitch. Ain't you got any idea at all how to suck cock?" Still she didn't make any attempt and it was only after Carl hit her cunt lips hard, did she half-heartedly lick around the shaft.

"Give her a shower Henry and let her have a piss before you bring her back. I don't want her in my office in such a state." Jack sniggered at the crying woman. "He knew that would cause even more embarrassment to her.

"This way JJ." Henry put his arms around her to give some support, "The warm water will help take some of the fire away but it will get worse tonight. You angered Jack too much to get away with just ten whaps. It's bad when he doesn't show his anger. Sooner you learn to obey, the sooner you'll be free of pain. I still hurt even now and for three days I couldn't work and Jenny had to give me painkillers and put me to sleep because I was so bad."

Although being next to a man in the shower still disgusted her, Janet was too sore and mentally exhausted to resist when Henry started to wash her down. Even when he spent extra time on her breasts and cunt, she just stood there. Afterwards he sat her on a toilet, which made her cry out. When Henry pissed in the next bowl she turned her head away but the sound made her want to go and shortly she too made the toilet tinkle.

An hour later, Henry collected her from Jack's office. She now wore her leg tag and slave shoes but nothing else. Most of her vid call to Gwen, her partner had been tearful as she explained what had happened. Both women said how much they loved each other before Jack terminated the link. With the leg tag and slave shoes it was finally dawning on her, just how real a slave life she was going to be living.

"Take her to the cafeteria Henry. She can be on the serving line instead of Sarah. Ask Sarah to come to me please."

"You want me to serve too sir?"

"Yes, that'll give you a chance to get to know her."

"The less he knows about me the better," thought Janet, but she didn't say anything. She knew that being put on the serving line was to show her to all her co-workers and staff. "At least I get an apron for that, even if it only covers the bottom half of me,"

Several of her office workers did come but most just stared and gave standard answers concerning the food they required. One of the girls though looked concerned and asked how she was getting on and received an unexpected reply. "You stupid or something Clara? Do you think I want to here serving sluts like you? You should…"

Before she could say any more the strong arms of Julie, the overseer on duty, pulled her back from the serving line and refastened her cuffs. "I'm sorry miss," Julie apologised to Clara, "This slave hasn't learned her place yet. I will deal with her in the back room. I would be grateful if you would witness it. It won't take but a few moments of your time. I'll pop your lunch in the oven to keep it warm."

Bemused, Clara followed Julie as she forced Janet into the food preparation room. Janet turned and swore, "Leave me be you bitch. I didn't…" Julie quickly silenced the woman with a gag and then ordered two slaves who were stacking utensils to clear a table and when it was, she told them to lay Janet on it. "Face up. Jack wants her arse left for tonight's welcome. You hold her legs Richard and Rita you keep her shoulders still." Richard stood between Janet's ankles and held them to his side and looked directly at her mound. Clara could see his erection tenting his tunic and she could feel herself becoming wet between her legs when Julie removed the apron to reveal her boss's nude and helpless body.

"Slave JJ, you must learn to accept your position here and show your subservience to all staff. All outbursts like that to Miss Clara will be punished." Julie raised her strap and brought it down hard across the helpless woman's lower stomach. Her scream was severely muffled by the gag. Julie laid two more stripes alongside the first and working their way higher up her belly. "Hold her tight Rita, I'm going to tickle her tits now."

"Is that really necessary?" asked Clara horrified and yet very much aroused by the sight of the hated boss being thrashed, "You've already left some painful marks."

"Oh yes miss. This one's a feisty bitch and it will take more than a few stripes to train her," Julie answered as the first lash landed across both of Janet's breasts, flattening them, leaving a raw band marking its landing site. Two more followed. Janet was now howling with pain. Julie was unsympathetic. Clara though, felt both sorry for the woman and pleased that she at last was getting her comeuppance. She turned to leave so she could tell the rest of her work mates.

"One moment miss." Julie halted her, "She hasn't apologised to you yet." Janet hardly heard the words until she was ordered to kneel in front of Clara, a junior in her office. "I'm going to remove your gag now JJ. When I do, there is to be no abuse otherwise I will repeat the punishment. Understand?" Janet nodded, the fire across her front and especially in her breasts was too great not to. "Then you will apologise to Miss Clara for your outburst."

"I… am sorry Clara, I …" Janet broke down and sobbed.

"I think that's the best we'll get for now miss. Sorry for the trouble you had, I'll see if I can persuade them to let you have your lunch for free today." When she returned she re-gagged Janet, took her back into the Cafeteria and stood her near the entrance. "You aren't in a fit state to serve so you might as well stand and be part of the décor. Stand still and try and look pretty, if that's possible." Janet stood but slowly the warmth began of overcome her and she felt herself swaying. The next thing she knew she was in Henry's arms and a glass of water was at her lips. A small crowd stood looking on.

"Drink this JJ," Henry spoke quietly. Without thinking she took a few sips. "Ma'am," Henry spoke to Julie, "Can I take her to Jenny just in case she has a medical problem we don't know about?" Julie, fearing litigation if there was an underlying cause, agreed.

Jenny couldn't find anything really wrong and there was nothing in her records. "I think the stress and the thrashing combined with standing still in the warm room and being looked at by her underlings just became too much for her Henry. Take her back and make sure she gets something to eat." JJ cringed when Jenny spoke to her through Henry as though he was a father looking after a young child. "How's your bottom now?" Jenny asked. Henry turned and lifted his tunic to show the nurse who examined it carefully. "Still tender but I expect you can sit on it. I refused to allow the second hiding."

Janet knew the nurse was winding her up and was about to reply with an explosive remark when Henry again supported her with one arm around her back and his hand cupping a tender tit. "Don't," she pleaded.

"Dinnertime for us now JJ. Let's get some food buddygirl."

Ken and Claire watched as Henry guided her in. Janet looked decidedly unhappy and it was obvious she'd been punished. Only a few slaves were queuing to be served and most of the tables were full. All eyes turned on the new woman in their midst. Carl had told them the story of JJ's spanking and her being fucked by Henry and Rita added her bit on her frontal lashing. "She's going to have a real hard time of it," Claire remarked, "She so feisty she'll fight everything until she's too exhausted to move."

"I suppose we'd better get back to work Claire. Don't want Shirley getting on to us and we wasted a bit of time talking to Rachel while she ate her sandwiches in the office." Ken smiled to himself as he remembered her coming to their desk and asking if she could sit beside them. He knew she'd picked a spot where she could get glimpses of his prick and as he knew she was looking he became aroused and erect. Claire saw it too and just remarked that he would have to save it for later.

After some initial hesitation, Rachel had asked openly about their life as a slave. "Seems to me, the best job here is one of the overseers. They don't have too much responsibility, they get to wallop others and get all the sex they want," she commented. "Any jobs going down there?"

"If there is, we are going to apply for them," Ken laughed.

During the rest of the day Janet had to work with Henry and others cleaning the cafeteria. All knew her as the JJ bitch either from personal experience or from hearing of what she'd done to others and they of course knew how she'd had Henry thrashed. They made her do the physical work they same as they did. Twice when she had to lean over a table to wash it, fingers probed her cunt and when she stood and reprimanded them, everyone just laughed, knowing she was powerless to do anything. Stacking the chairs was more of a problem. She could only lift four while the others easily carried six. Not only that but the tops kept hitting her breasts. She was angry at the way the others made fun of her weakness and snatched at one pile of chairs and unfortunately the top caught her right on a welt. She dropped the pile and sat on the floor howling, For a few moments she suffered more ribald comments and laughter until Henry picked her up. "Leave the chairs. Start vacuuming from that corner."

Sarah came in while she was finishing her assigned area. "I'm Sarah the head slave and your link between us and the overseers. I have a good relationship with Jack and will help you where I can."

"You mean you're his whore!" Janet spoke vehemently.

"No. He usually prefers the younger ones and don't start being nasty with me. I can make your life even more of a hell than has to be. And you'd better be nice to Henry too otherwise by the end of your time here, you'll be in an institution. I'm told he's already helped you twice and never had a word of thanks."

"He's only a slave…" The words were out before she could think.

"As are you. You are equals at this time. No, in esteem and ability he's far better." Sarah's voice indicated her annoyance at JJ's attitude. "Now I'll take you on the grand tour of our quarters and tell you some of the things you need to know to survive here. Ignore them or fight them if you wish, but don't be surprised if it only ends in more pain for you." Sarah showed her around and told her of the routine. "Tonight will be different because there's your welcome. Normally it is ten strokes of the strap across the arse. You seem to have thoroughly pissed Jack off so that will be extended by I don't know how many. He fucks you after followed by your buddy and anyone else." Janet remembered the details Debra had given her.

Welcome time had arrived. Janet lay face down on the bed, her arms and legs held by other slaves. She'd pleaded, swore, cried, threatened, fought and kicked against it but it had made no difference. If anything it had hardened the feelings against her. Now all she could do was sob while Jack made his little speech of welcome and went through a list of misdemeanours she was to have extra for. Claire and Ken sat with the others watching. Janet had so far made no contact with them. "She's going to get it bad," Claire whispered. "Jack's smiling."

The first stroke cracked across the unprotected arse immediately implanting a vivid red stripe on the pinkish hue left by Henry's spanking. Janet let out a tremendous howl and her body jerked so they had a little difficulty in holding her. "He's giving it to her hard," Ken observed, "Much harder than usual." The second stroke landed with equal force.

"She'll never take more than ten like that," Claire murmured.

But Janet did. Fifteen strokes later and with her arse and thighs raw but not bleeding she passed out. "I'll hold the rest in reserve for some future occasion," Jack told his audience. A few splashes of water brought her round but she wished they hadn't. In the distance she heard Jack tell her she would get the remainder if she misbehaved again. Her legs were swung over the side of the bed and her screaming rose again when Jack entered her and fucked hard and fast, making sure that with every thrust, his loins hit her battered flesh. In was over in a short while and after a cursory lick to her cunt, Jack offered her his prick for cleaning. Somewhat to his annoyance Rita took it instead but all he said was, "You can come to my room later, and do it again."

Henry had her for the second time that day but was a little more careful and tried to control the depth of his strokes, which surprised the onlookers. He cleaned her more thoroughly too but the pain was too great for Janet to become aroused. She woodenly sucked him afterwards. Carl, Richard and then Dana took their turn but even she failed to arouse the tormented woman.

"Do you want a turn with her Ken?" enquired Claire.

"Not when you're here… and seeing Rachel's not available…" Claire gave him a mock punch to the chest.

Unnoticed by Janet, Henry signalled to the others that she had enough for now. She lay inert after the last fuck and just sobbed, her body moving only as each bout of pain wracked it. Henry climbed on the bed and lay beside her. She turned carefully and faced the other way. He turned her back and on her side so she faced him and pulled her close until her tits touched his chest and she could feel his hardening prick against her thigh. "Please no more," she stuttered wearily.

"Listen buddygirl. As your buddy I am responsible for helping you as much as I can. It doesn't matter whether I like you or not and I can't pretend that I do. Nor does it matter if you hate my guts. I can and will help you now unless you start fighting me again. I'm not going to fuck you for a while and nor are the others. I'm going to hold you until you've calmed down a little more, then take you to the showers and afterwards if you're still nice to me maybe I can find something to ease the pain. That won't happen if you're abusive. Now lie still and accept what happens. I know from personal experience what pain you are feeling. Remember I had twice as many strokes as you had." Janet flinched at the thought but held her tongue.

An hour later, after he had showered with her, Henry surreptitiously ferreted under the mattress and produced a pill, "This is a pain killer Jenny gave me that I hid. Take it. It will help."

"Why can't I go and get one?" Her tone was becoming more aggressive again.

"You didn't have that many whacks and everyone thinks you deserve them. Not even Jack thought I should have been thrashed like I was. You can ask Jack if you can go but I bet he'll refuse and you'll be in his bad books again for disturbing him while he's screwing Rita."