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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.
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The Governor's Wife
by Victor Bruno
Part Nine
It seemed an age, yet was probably no more than about a
quarter of an hour, before Frank heard Hettie return to
the bedroom. He tensed, feeling the butterflies in his
stomach. What was she planning for him? The thought of
another belting was well-nigh intolerable. Perhaps, he
thought, it's best to give up now .... to escape from
the house .... to throw himself on the mercy of the
Governor of Oakhampton Gaol. He would show him his
marks; tell him exactly what his wife had done to him;
reveal that she was a sadistic monster. Surely he would
be believed! Surely justice would be done!
But even as the thoughts came to him, there was that
awful nagging doubt. That he, a convict, would not be
believed against the word of the Governor's wife. It
would be said that, after a brutal rape, he had
fabricated the whole thing, marks and all. He could hear
and see them all ganging up on him.
Then, in due time, when the Law had taken its course,
the doors of Oakhampton would close behind him .... for
life. The thought made his mind ache with horror.
Nothing, but nothing, but the confinement and stink of
gaol for ever and ever. And would not the Governor's
wife still always be there. Able to summon him to her
presence as the whim took her?
Oh God .... no .... NO!
Frank ground his teeth. Wasn't it better to take a
simple hiding from a woman than endure a lifetime of
misery? After all, if he took it all now, he would be
out in three months.
What was she doing? Frank could hear a faint rustling.
Was it her hair being combed? The tension in him
increased. Then there was the soft sound of a footfall
on the carpet behind him. The next moment there came an
agonising, breath-taking pain in his buttock cleft as
Hettie kicked with the toe of her shoe.
"Get up, pig ...." The tone was commanding and callous.
Gasping as the pain went through him like a hot
poker.... filled with hate for such wanton cruelty....
Frank staggered up. Instantly he was aware of the hard
eyes fastening on his rampant maleness.
"What's that still doing there?" demanded Hettie.
"I .... I'm s-sorry, Ma'am," Frank half sobbed. He saw
that Hettie was no longer completely naked, but possibly
looked even more seductively tempting, in a brief pair
of panties and a half cup brassiere of black lace. She
was shod in gleaming black patent leather shoes, with
her customary high stiletto heels.
"Sorry!" rasped Hettie, lips curling. "I told you that
you were sex mad. You've not stopped lusting since I
left the room, have you?"
"I .... I .... t-tried ...." began Frank.
"There's only one way with beasts like you," interrupted
Hettie, "and that's to thrash it out of them ...."
"Pleee .... eeease .... I can't help ...."
"Silence! It's time you felt the cane, you filthy
bastard ....... Perhaps that will teach you some
self-control!"
"No .... no .... for God's s-ake .... no .... oooo!"
Frank found himself on his knees, hands extended
imploringly. All pride had gone. He didn't care what
Hettie thought of him any more. That he was gutless.
That he was a weakling. The thought of the cane falling
on his already tender-burning flesh just robbed him of
all fibre.
"Grovel then .... beg me, you scum .... come on ....
crawl to me and lick my shoes," sneered Hettie, her face
alight with sadistic delight.
Frank crawled .... and licked. "Mercy .... please have
.... mercy, Ma'am ...." he kept on saying, whenever his
tongue was not licking the highly-polished leather.
Hettie looked down with infinite delight. This was how
she loved to have a man. Completely in her power ....
defeated .... abject.... begging for mercy ....
promising anything if only she would spare him! And
knowing all the time she had no intention of sparing
him! She savoured the moment to the full and dragged it
out for a full minute or more. Perhaps, she thought with
an inward smile, he thinks, by grovelling so pitifully,
he is making some progress .... and that I may spare
him.
"That will do," said Hettie with sudden sharpness,
"kneel up again." Frank did so. Yes .... there was a
glimmer of hope in his desperate eyes. It was instantly
dashed ....... "I'm going to teach you self-control if
it's the last thing I do," came the venomous words. "Go
and fetch the cane from my top drawer, you wreck of a
man!"
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