Chapter 7. Retribution
Although she tried to avoid the engineering department on Wednesday afternoon
her work required a special metal collar to fit a video camera to the apparatus
she was using. She knew it was a simple turning job but had tried to cobble one
together from card tube and masking tape without success until her superior told
her to see Dr. Jones instead of 'buggering about and wasting time'. Don passed
the job to one of the students and while she waited quietly asked her if she
come to a decision. "I keep vacillating one way and then the other Don. I really
don't know what to do," she replied. "I am still very sore and stiff and have to
try and choose a soft seat if I am to sit in relative comfort."
"Jayne, I know I went too far but I promise that will not happen again. Please
trust me." Don seemed genuinely upset.
"That's is the problem Don. I cannot make up my mind on that point. I wish I
could."
"Will this do Miss?" the student enquired.
"It looks very good to me," Jayne smiled at him and then turned to Don, "Thank
you too, Dr. Jones. I hope everything goes in your favour on Friday."
After classes on Thursday, Donna came into the lab to enquire if Jayne had come
to any decision yet. She received more or less the same reply as Don. Donna
discussed the options in her usual frank sexual way.
"You enjoyed him fucking you right?" Jayne nodded. "You enjoyed being made to
submit to him?"
"After I got over the initial fright, yes."
"But he hurt you too badly with the tawse to enjoy any sex after?" Again Jayne
nodded affirmatively. "But you wouldn't mind a hand spanking?"
"Possibly."
"You didn't mind being tied up and then fucked?" Another nod.
"But you cannot trust him not to go further if he had you helpless?"
"That's the real crux of the matter Donna. I trusted him and he went too far.
Can I ever trust him again?"
"Why don't you give him a taste of his own medicine?"
"Like walloping his arse? I don't think I could."
"Think about it. If you can get your own back he might realise how much he hurt
you." With that Donna left Jayne to continue with her work.
*****
"Have you come to a decision, Jayne?" Don asked when he entered the lab on
Friday afternoon.
"Yes, but you may not like it. First though tell me how you got on this morning.
Are they throwing you out?"
"Dammit Jayne, stop keeping me in suspense. If you don't want to see me again,
please say so in clear terms." Don waited.
"Please answer my question Don. If you are going to be thrown out, it may have
some bearing on whether we can or cannot be together. Then I promise you I will
give you my decision and you can either reject or accept the terms."
"No, I am not being thrown out. Nothing was decided but my representative says
they would find it difficult to dismiss me before the end of the school year
anyway. He also gave them a long list of those wanting to speak on my behalf
which means the governors will have to call several more meetings to get through
them all. He also gave them warning that if I was dismissed the case would go to
an industrial tribunal for unfair dismissal which would be held in public with
the press present. So I'm here at least until the end of the school year. Now
please, let me know what you have decided."
"Don?" Jayne started very hesitantly, unsure of whether she could actually do
what she was going to suggest. "Don, after last weekend I am still not sure if I
can trust you not to repeat what you did if I ever allowed you to have me
helpless again."
"You want me to leave Jayne?" Don interrupted.
"Hear me out Don, please. It is difficult for me too. My bottom is still
bruised. If I am to trust you, you have to trust me. You already know I like to
be dominated, but fantasy and reality are not the same. It is one thing to be
ordered to strip and have sex in a variety of ways even to be urged on with a
spanking but it is quite another to be thrashed so hard that after a week,
walking is still not that easy."
"I know that Jayne. I accept that I went far too far. I have repeatedly
apologised for it and promised not to do it again but......"
"Listen to me Don. I said, if I am to trust you, you have to trust me. You have
got to trust me. What I suggest is that you show that trust by laying over that
table, bound just like I was, and allow me to give your backside a sound
thrashing with that terrible tawse. If you can accept being completely at my
mercy, my being in complete control and doing that, knowing that I may well want
to take revenge to the fullest, then I am willing to join with you again on a
month's trial. Afterwards the tawse would have to be completely destroyed. Could
you do that Don?"
"Yes," Don said without hesitation, "If it means getting you back, then I will
take your punishment, however severe." Jayne was a little taken aback by the
swiftness of the reply. She'd expected he would negotiate and try to get out of
it. "Finish up here Jayne. Do it tonight. Then we can be together again. Jayne
please don't put me off. I love you and want us to be together always."
"You might not think so when your bottom is screaming with pain and you can
hardly stand or sit and every movement is excruciatingly difficult. Remember
Don, once you are helpless like I was, I could go over the top too. You have to
trust that I don't. I too could blur the line between fantasy and reality."
"I trust you Jayne. I don't think you would go over the top. I didn't think you
would even ever want to wield the tawse."
"You know what they say about the quiet ones Don." Jayne laughed for the first
time that week. "You never know what I might do once I feel the power I have
over you and see the marks the leather makes on your backside." Don wondered how
much of what Jayne said was bravado and how much was indeed the truth. He
remembered he had those feelings when Jayne was helpless on the table. She was
doing a very good job of keeping him on tender-hooks. This was reinforced when
they visited the chemist on their way to Don's house and she bought another tube
of the special cream that Donna recommended.
"Undress," Jayne commanded as the entered the room. Shakily Don removed his
clothes. Now it was getting near crunch time, he was beginning to doubt the
wisdom of his decision. He began to doubt whether his trust in her was well
placed. Nevertheless he removed all his clothing and found the tawse for her.
She'd taken the tawse then so could he.
Whack!! Jane brought the tawse hard down on the table. "Your bottom is harder
than mine so I wonder if the sound will be the same as the table?" Don didn't
answer.
"Lay down in position." Again Jayne tried to put her authority in her voice and
seemed to succeed. Soon her erstwhile master was helpless and gagged in front of
her. Moving round she inspected her captive, taunting him as she did so. Don's
fear was very real now. He felt her remove his prick from under his belly and
let it hang down over the end of the table. All thoughts of sexual stimulation
were far from his mind. Jayne was fully in command. He was totally helpless. His
body shaking with the knowledge she could hurt him as much or worse that he had
her. Revenge could motivate her, could blind her trust.
Swinging the tawse gently against her palm, Jayne walked around the bound and
gagged man again. The suspense was agonising for him. Would she do it? Would she
keep herself under control?
Whack!! The sound even made Jayne jump. Don's body jerked in the air. He would
have screamed had he been able. He felt a soft hand caress his rump and then
stillness.
Whack!! Again the tawse landed. This time there was a long pause. He tried
shaking his head to gain her attention to try and plead with his eyes but her
vision was concentrated on his now colouring arse. What he didn't know was the
turmoil going on in Jayne's mind. Hurting someone was alien to her even though
she had been punished many times herself. Somewhere from the back of her mind
she heard her father say as he had said it to her many times, "This punishment
is for your own good Jayne. It will help you be a better person." Would it help
Don be a better person too, she wondered. She decided it might. There was only
one way to find out.
Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Jayne laid on six more strokes
in fairly quick succession but without using the full power she had on the first
two. Don's arse though was deep red and felt very hot when she carefully touched
it. Quietly she spoke, "I'm sorry Don. It's all over now. I can't rape your
bottom like you did me but for a moment or two I am going to leave you tied up.
You now know how I felt and can reflect on it." Leaving him still gagged and
helpless she went to the kitchen and made a pot of tea. In the five minutes or
so she was away Don did indeed reflect wryly on his punishment on what he had
done to her. He knew he would never ever go that far with her again.
Jayne released his gag and kissed him. "I am sorry Don. Truly sorry but I felt
it was for your own good. I didn't want to hurt you at all. I'll put some cream
on your bottom and then untie your hands. If you then want me to leave I will go
straight-away. If you want me to stay then I will release your ankles and
promise to be with you for a month which can be extended indefinitely if we find
we are truly in love. There is just one further condition. When you are able to
walk well enough to get down to your little workshop, together we will put the
tawse through your guillotine and destroy it forever."
*****
One year later they were married.
Finis
