Below the Belt

by Sarah Veitch

  Moments later she straightened up, went into the ensuite bathroom and washed away the proof of her recent climax. No one, she promised herself, would ever know about this forbidden act.

  Chapter Eight

  Kerri awoke the following day to find the first of her new outfits folded neatly outside her door. To her relief, the white jeans and long-sleeved white blouse were accompanied by a pretty white bra and a pair of white cotton panties. At least she wouldn't have to spend the morning wearing some peephole garment that showed off her rear.

  She'd showered and dressed and was wondering what to do next when Jeff arrived.

  'Finished breakfast? Good, I'll take you to the vineyards.'

  'Oh, I never drink during the daytime,' Kerri quipped.

  Jeff smiled. 'Drinking the grape isn't compulsory - but picking them is. We have a glut this year and don't want them to go to waste.'

  'Grape picking in this?' Kerri indicated her all-white outfit.

  'Yes, its light colour won't draw the sun to you so you'll remain cooler. And we reserve the laundry for our worst dissidents. Believe me, they'll get all the juice stains out.'

  'You're the boss,' Kerri said. She didn't mean it for one instant.

  'You don't mean that,' Jeff replied.

  As they walked to the vineyards, she tried to find out more about his life.

  'You said you knew my brother. Do you think he'd like to join me here?'

  Jeff shook his head. 'He's got more important things to do with his time.'

  'Like what?' When Kerri had last seen her brother five years ago, he'd been as ambitious as she was.

  'He helps the poor in India,' Jeff explained.

  'Yeah?' Kerri figured it must be one of those charities where the managing director creamed off money for his own ends.

  'Yes, he lives as simply as they do. He's really making a difference.' He turned to her. 'And what about you? Are you starting to fit in? I hear you were gathering shells yesterday.'

  'That's right.' Kerri stopped in her tracks. 'Didn't you arrange it?'

  Jeff shook his head and continued walking. 'No, I've been too busy to draw up the work schedules, so one of my overseers did.'

  He talked about the challenge of managing Alpineglow until they reached the vineyards. Despite herself Kerri was impressed at the endless rows of grapes.

  'You've a lot of real estate here.'

  'Well, we've a lot of people to support. And this part of California has plenty of spare - if inhospitable - land.'

  He called to an enormous woman in her forties who was instructing a group of younger girls. 'Celia - this is Kerri. She'll be working here this morning. I'll come back at one to take her to lunch.' He turned to Kerri. 'It's demanding work so you'll be hungry by then. I'll take you to Alpineglow's Chinese restaurant. It may not be the Chinatown you thought you'd get when you moved to California, but it's still excellent.'

  Wondering why he was being so nice to her, Kerri offered her thanks then joined the other sunkissed grape pickers. For the next hour and a half she plucked plump sweet grapes from the twisting vines.

  Celia eventually waddled over, her huge bust jiggling inside a tent-like garment. 'Want to stop for a break?' she asked.

  Kerri nodded and drank gratefully from her hip flask. Then she glanced at the paths leading in all directions. 'Is it okay if I take a look around?'

  Celia hesitated. 'Not till your shift ends. Workers are really supposed to stay at their stations.'

  'You're the boss?'

  Celia shook her round head. 'No, the overseer's away this morning so I'm deputizing for him. I'm meant to give the girls on-site breaks.'

  'I'd just go for a little walk,' Kerri wheedled, sensing the other woman was too nice to refuse her.

  'Oh go on, then - but be back within twenty minutes,' Celia said.

  Kerri began walking along the nearest path, heading towards a cluster of buildings in the distance. She'd yet to explore most of the town and was increasingly curious.

  After walking for ten minutes she reached the first house, a brownstone partially hidden by a high fence. Wondering who lived or worked there, Kerri walked on. The next house was a more modest affair though it looked recently whitewashed. Its neighbour was made of dark red bricks.

  The red house. Kerri suddenly remembered the message she'd been given by the girl in the green dress. Did the girl live at this red house? Keen to know more, Kerri walked up the path. She peered in the window - and saw a large Art Deco lounge. Beyond it was an open plan kitchen. The girl in green was standing at a work surface and stirring something in a bowl.

  Kerri tapped on the glass and the girl jumped guiltily, stared then relaxed. Moments later she ushered Kerri in.

  'Shit, I thought it was Matron.'

  'Don't you hate her? She's such a prole,' Kerri said.

  'Her and Roberta,' the girl replied. She held out a hand. 'I'm Jade, by the way.'

  'And I'm Kerri.'

  'Yeah, I know from that day in the market square,' the other dissident said sympathetically.

  'Have you been publicly whipped too?' Kerri asked, perching on the end of an overstuffed chair.

  Jade shook her head. 'But they've done other things to demean me. They're very inventive with their discipline.'

  Kerri shuddered, remembering the hours spent on a collar and lead. She hurriedly changed the subject. 'Are you here for upsetting Jeff?'

  The green-eyed girl nodded. 'I was a banking assistant who turned down his application for a loan when he was down on his luck,' she said.

  'And he told you that from the start?' Kerri asked.

  Jade shook her head. 'Hell, no. He didn't tell me for the first ten months I lived here. I had no idea who he was - I mean, we had so many applications for loans that I couldn't remember him. I was keen to get promotion so turned down anyone that might have made the bank's figures look bad.'

  'Yet he told you in the end,' Kerri persisted.

  'Uh huh. Seemingly I'm here to learn generosity of spirit. I teased one of the gardeners one day and refused to give him some of my water - apparently the crime of the century - so Jeff finally snapped and told me why I was here.'

  'So you pretend to be generous now in order to obtain an early release?' Kerri queried.

  'Of course. It's my day off but here I am baking cakes for the Alpineglow bake shop,' Jade said. Then she winked. 'Everyone's happy after they eat my cakes as they've a very special ingredient.' She steered Kerri in the direction of her back garden. 'See? Marijuana plants. I grind them into the baking mixture. It's ace.'

  'Magic cookies. Can I have one?' Kerri asked, longing to escape from her current reality.

  'Course you can but they won't be ready for half an hour.'

  Kerri looked at her watch. 'Damn, I should have been back at the vineyard by now. Maybe I can come back after work tonight?'

  'That'd be great. So many of the dissidents have become goody two shoes in the past few weeks. I'd love to spend time having a good laugh at them all,' Jade said.

  'Want a good laugh, do you?'

  Both women turned in the direction of the voice. Jeff stood there looking exceptionally stern. Kerri wondered how long he'd been listening and tried to remember exactly what she'd said.

  'I think we can make the whole of Alpineglow smile,' Jeff said. 'And the smile won't involve any marijuana - just a good look at Jade's bare bum.'

  Jade swallowed hard and bit her lip.

  'I should go,' Kerri said, not wanting to embarrass her further.

  'No, stay and witness her humiliation,' Jeff said. He looked Jade up and down. 'Go outside and bend over the boundary wall.'

  The green-eyed beauty hesitated. 'Couldn't I just...'

  'No. Remember what happened the last time you disobeyed me,' Jeff said.

  The three adults walked outside. With obvious reluctance, Jade preceded them to the wall then she looked back at Jeff beseechingly.

  'Pull your shorts and panties down and bend ove
r,' he murmured. 'You know the drill.'

  Kerri looked away as her new friend disrobed below the waist but Jeff turned her head back to the front. 'Watch and learn, Kerri. This is what happens when you put other people at risk.'

  'By offering them magic cookies?' Kerri enquired.

  'Yes, some people are highly allergic to marijuana. Occasionally they hyperventilate and can even die.'

  'I didn't know that,' Jade mumbled, clearly trying to delay the moment when she bent over.

  'You don't know much at all, do you, Jade?' Jeff asked.

  Jade gulped and toed the path. She was now naked from the waist down and Kerri could see that she had an all-over tan.

  'Let's get you fastened in place,' her dominator said, walking up to her and coaxing her over the wall. Kerri noticed belatedly that there were small iron arches set in the concrete. Jeff clipped two of them around the girl's ankles then hopped over the wall and presumably clipped identical arches around her wrists so that she was effectively held in place.

  'You like to bake, don't you love?' Jeff said.

  Jade muttered something unintelligible.

  'Kerri, go into the kitchen and bring back a big bottle of olive oil,' Jeff said. Reluctantly Kerri obeyed.

  Jeff approached the girl's nether regions then poured a palmful of the oil into his cupped hand. 'Let's get you all slicked up,' he said mockingly. Jade whimpered as he worked the oil into her most private hole. For moment after moment he teased the tip of his digit into her aperture then he went into his briefcase, brought out a slim black dildo and turned it on.

  Jade yelped when she heard the sound and her buttocks puckered up the little they could.

  'She hasn't had this before - but she's seen other people endure it,' Jeff explained. He delved back into his voluminous case and brought out a battery-operated loudhailer. 'Attention, ladies and gentleman. Make your way to the red house to see Jade squirm for an hour.'

  When he'd finished speaking he picked up the dildo and knelt in front of Jade's helpless cheeks.

  'Pull them apart for me, Kerri - and hold them there,' he said.

  Fearing a similar punishment if she refused, Kerri did as she was told. Jade's buttocks were warm and silky to the touch and parted easily. Cringing with embarrassment, Kerri held a buttock in each hand.

  She watched as Jeff lined the vibrator up with the oiled hole. He put the vibrating nose against the girl's anus and she jerked as if being electrocuted. 'She both loves it and hates it,' he said conversationally. 'If she was alone and could just place it against her anus then she'd absolutely love it. But being tied down and having me push it in whilst everyone watches is absolute hell.'

  'Can't I just have a five minute whipping and get it over with?' Jade whispered.

  'No, an hour's worth of writhing is much more fun for your audience,' Jeff said.

  As he spoke, doors began to open along the street and a small crowd appeared on the horizon. 'People are allowed a break from work to witness public punishments. They're very popular,' Jeff said.

  When circa thirty people were sitting in Jade's garden, the chastisement began. Jeff teased the girl's anus some more then pushed the vibrator in half an inch. Jade groaned and tried to pull away from the erotic torment but Jeff held the teasing implement firmly in place.

  'Thank me for the first half inch and ask me nicely for the next one,' he said.

  'Sorry I made the cakes,' Jade gasped out. Her words were disembodied, her top half hidden by the stone wall.

  'We weren't talking about the cakes. We were discussing your coy bumhole and how much it deserves to be invaded by this nice new vibrating friend.'

  'Oh please,' Jade gasped raggedly, her buttocks tensing and untensing but failing to dislodge the anal torment.

  'Please feed in another half inch? I'm happy to oblige,' Jeff said.

  Kerri watched, fascinated, as he worked the implement in a little more. Jade cried out, her suntanned globes convulsing. The watching crowd broke into spontaneous applause.

  Jeff watched her wriggle for another three minutes then repeated his instruction. 'Ask nicely for another half inch, love.'

  This time Jade did so and the landowner pushed the oscillator in a little way. Seconds later she yodelled into orgasm and the crowd clapped again.

  'Oh no, it's too much. Take it out!' she begged when her climax reached its end.

  Jeff knelt by her soaking orbs. 'It's only been in for eight minutes. You've another fifty-two to go.'

  'But it's so sensitive,' Jade whispered, squirming.

  'Well, some of our residents felt equally sensitive after eating your last bunch of cookies,' the Alpineglow owner said. 'Ask for a little more erotic torment,' he continued, 'unless you want to spend a day in the market square going over every lap in town?'

  Jade clearly couldn't face such day-long censure. 'Please put in another half inch, sir,' she whispered reluctantly.

  Kerri watched as the man worked the oscillator further into the oily hole. Jade howled but was powerless to stop it.

  'I'm bored with holding it in place. Can someone get me ties for this thing?' Jeff enquired.

  A woman rifled through her capacious shoulder bag and produced two very long pink ribbons which Jeff tied onto the ends of the vibrator then fastened around Jade's hips.

  'Kerri, you'll find two large jugs of fresh lemonade in Jade's fridge. Give some to everyone who wants it,' he said.

  For the remainder of the hour Kerri sipped lemonade and watched Jade's poor bottom wriggling around. Every so often Jade orgasmed. It must be hell, Kerri thought, to have come and still have the vibrations sending new signals through your flesh. The girl's upper body was slumped over the wall and clearly exhausted - yet her lower half was being stimulated again and again.

  At last the hour came to an end and Jeff untied her, helped her sit on the wall and gave her some lemonade. Jade kept her eyes downcast as she drank. The crowd stared at her keenly. After draining her long glass she quietly asked Jeff if she could get dressed.

  'No, you haven't shown your guests what they came to see,' he said casually.

  Jade looked up at him, her eyes wide. 'Not that!'

  'Yes. Stand up, touch your toes and hold the position until I tell you otherwise,' Jeff said.

  Blushing, Jade obeyed. Her shorts and panties were still at her ankles but her T-shirt flopped down to cover her arse.

  'Let's pin this out of the way.' Jeff took a safety pin from his top pocket and folded Jade's T-shirt up her back. He secured it in place so that the crowd could see each centimetre of her sunkissed bottom. Her anus still gaped open slightly and oil glistened outside it and immediately inside.

  Several of the men inspected the girl's private parts up close whilst she bent, hugging her ankles and quivering with shame.

  At last Jeff looked at his watch. 'Right, that's the show over for today. Kerri, it's too late for lunch so I'll take you straight back to work. You can grab a sandwich at the vineyard.'

  'I can go back on my own if you like,' Kerri said, not wanting to spend another second with him. He'd been so cruel to Jade that she feared what he'd do next.

  'No, you've skived off enough for today so I'm returning you to work personally,' Jeff said.

  They arrived back to hear voices being raised. As they drew closer, Kerri could see Celia standing beside one of the most prolific vines. She was red-faced and shaking. A tall slim man was lecturing her and holding a cane.

  'Here she is now,' Celia said gratefully.

  'I'm not really late. I had legitimate time off to witness a public punishment,' Kerri cut in smartly.

  'Not true - she was already late back for work before the public punishment was announced,' Jeff said.

  'Jeff, we're having to work flat out to save the grapes,' the overseer explained. 'Workers have to sign out and sign back in if they're taking time off to witness a punishment. Celia here just let this girl go walkabout because she felt like it.'

  'I'm truly sorr
y,' Celia said tremulously.

  'You will be any second now,' the overseer replied. He stared her up and down. 'Pull up your dress and edge down your panties.'

  Several of the other grape pickers stopped to stare as Celia reached for the hem of her dress. It was a voluminous garment that she edged up to slowly reveal her ankles, calves, thighs and finally her oversized white pants.

  The overseer fastened her dress out of the way and Celia ponderously peeled off her knickers. Her backside was huge.

  'Approach the vine and raise your hands in the air,' the overseer instructed.

  Celia did so and he bound her wrists high up against the vines. Now her bottom was ready for punishment.

  'Fifteen of the cane,' the overseer announced. A couple of the watchers gasped. Kerri winced, knowing that six of the rod was almost unendurable. How would this nice woman cope with fifteen stripes?

  'Do you pity her?' Jeff asked.

  Kerri nodded.

  'It's really your fault. Want to volunteer to take her place?'

  'No way.' Kerri took a step back, horrified at the very prospect. She knew she'd made the right decision when the man swung the rod into the woman's mountainous flesh.

  Celia cried out and pushed her body into the vine as the stick sliced into the central spread of her buttocks. It seemed to disappear for a second inside her giant hemispheres.

  'She hasn't had the cane before,' the overseer offered chattily.

  'She's been a very useful member of the community and hasn't deserved such censure,' Jeff said.

  Again, Kerri felt a surge of guilt. She was responsible for the woman's current anguish and ignominy.

  The overseer lined the stick up again so that it was slightly below the existing red stripe then he swung it inwards. Again, Celia squealed and danced about in place. 'Sometimes I run out of space on a reddened backside and have to tan the back of a girl's thighs,' the man said matter of factly, 'but there's no danger of that here.'

  Kerri watched as a blush spread over the back of Celia's large neck. She looked again at the colossal bare bum and wondered if it hurt more than a smaller rear when it was caned.