Below the Belt

by Sarah Veitch

  'Good girl. You can start by helping your naughty friend into a standing position,' Alan replied.

  Kerri felt soft hands reaching under her armpits and pulling her up till she was kneeling next to the trunk but no longer bent over it.

  'Shall I untie her hands, Master?' Jade asked.

  'Yes, but I'll be retying them in a moment,' Alan explained.

  At his latest words, Kerri shuddered. She felt her friend pulling the cords away from her wrists.

  She flexed her arms then shrugged her shoulders up and down to release the tension then looked shyly up at Jade. 'Thanks, Jade.'

  The green-eyed girl smiled back uncertainly at Kerri then looked at Alan, clearly waiting for further directives.

  'Give her a drink of water then take her over to the Testing Frame,' Alan said.

  Kerri got slowly to her feet and followed Jade into a little kitchen. Jade gave her a tall glass of mineral water and a small sweet cake.

  'I need lots more water than that.' Kerri grabbed a towel and soaked it in very cold tap water then sat on it to take some of the sting from her behind. 'What's with the cake?' she asked, nibbling its fruited sweetness. 'Does it contain dope?'

  Jade looked horrified. 'Hell no, I don't do that any more. It'll keep your blood sugar raised, help you think.'

  'Think about Ape Man? I'd rather not.'

  'But you need to think clearly so that you can carry out his orders,' her friend said.

  Kerri reached for the mineral water. 'Cake-providing aside, why are you here?'

  'Because I helped you punish him before - punish him wrongly. Now the overseer has determined that it's natural justice if I help him chastise you.'

  'Just pretend,' Kerri said plaintively. 'I'm not sure if I can bear much more.'

  Jade hesitated. 'I'll do what I can but he can be really exacting. He has a bad reputation, particularly with women older than himself.'

  'Damn, I must be at least five years his senior,' twenty-six year old Kerri said.

  'I've heard that his older sister used to torment him when he was a child. It's left him with some psychological hang-ups,' Jade explained.

  That was all she needed - an ape man with a sister complex.

  'He's been merciless so far,' Kerri admitted, shifting carefully on the soaking towel. 'He towed me through the streets completely naked and used a tawse, a belt and birch.'

  'Maybe this next test will be the last,' Jade reassured.

  Kerri swallowed hard. 'I doubt it - he's getting to keep me all day tomorrow as well.'

  'Maybe you can take his mind off punishing you by...' Jade stopped talking as a muscular figure appeared in the doorway and frowned.

  'Exactly how long does it take to drink a glass of water?' Alan strode into the kitchen flexing his belt. 'Jade, get that green dress up over your arse. You're due six for keeping Kerri talking.'

  Wordlessly, Jade did as she was told. Kerri pushed her chair out of the way so that Alan wouldn't hit her with the belt in error. She realised belatedly that she was still sitting on the wet towel and that this would enrage him. Tensing inside, she carefully pulled the towel out from under her, dropped it to the floor and kicked it under the table and out of the way.

  By now Alan had yanked Jade's olive knickers past her knees and was lining up his belt. Kerri watched as he applied the six strokes in fairly quick succession to Jade's flinching hemispheres. 'I'd have spent longer,' he said matter of factly, 'but I've got Kerri to sort out.'

  'Yes, Master. Thank you, Master,' Jade gasped when he stopped thrashing her. She edged her pants up, wincing as the elastic waistband touched her scourged backside.

  'To the Testing Frame,' Alan said. Jade led the way, apparently a past veteran of the machinery. Kerri followed behind, dragging her feet.

  'Spread your legs,' Alan said when they reached the furthest corner of the room.

  Kerri did, looking for metal hoops in the floor that would hold them in situ. Instead, Jade bent and began to fasten silken ropes to her ankles and knees. She stood up and fastened other bindings to Kerri's shoulders and wrists.

  'How does this work?' Kerri muttered nervously.

  'Watch and learn,' Alan said.

  Jade payed out the ropes and began to attach them to various appendages and pull them taut. Kerri realised that she was now attached to a complex pulley system. The ropes held her arms out at the sides and kept her legs equally spread apart and taut.

  'That's not all,' Alan said, clearly noting her consternation. 'See what happens if you're bad?' He nodded to Jade and she pulled on one of the levers. Immediately the top half of Kerri's body was dropped and pulled forward so that whoever stood behind her now had access to her bent-over arse. 'Pull her up nice and tight again for the testing,' Alan continued with an anticipatory grin.

  Kerri whimpered as she was pulled back into place. She now had as much self-control as a puppet. Not that puppets writhed under birches or belts...

  'Try to move,' Alan instructed.

  Kerri pulled at her arms and legs but only succeeded in the tiniest of wriggles.

  'Shall I tighten her further, Master?' Jade asked deferentially.

  'No, I find a tiny amount of writhing quite attractive,' Alan said. He stared coldly at Kerri. 'Your small movements will show me if you're becoming aroused.'

  'Yes, Master. Thank you, Master,' Kerri muttered sullenly. She looked at Jade but her friend immediately averted her gaze.

  Alan glanced at the clock. 'We'll start your test in two minutes. It's very simple. You don't orgasm until I say so - and any infraction of the rules earns you the hottest arse.'

  Chapter Eleven

  Two minutes later - at Alan's bidding - the Arousal Test began.

  'Jade, examine her private parts,' he said.

  Kerri gulped audibly as the green-eyed girl knelt beneath her. She whimpered as she felt Jade's fingers brushing her sex.

  'Is she wet?' Alan enquired.

  'Only slightly.'

  'She'll stay that way if she knows what's good for her,' Alan replied. He looked at Kerri. 'Jade's going to stimulate you now but you mustn't get excited. If you fail this little test I'll be extremely displeased.' He touched the belt around his waist and Kerri noted how thick and wide it was. 'And you know what happens when you make your Master displeased.'

  'I won't get excited, sir,' Kerri promised breathlessly. 'I'll pass your test.'

  She tried to relax in her bonds, reminding herself that she didn't like girls so Jade wouldn't be able to entice her. In fact, she'd probably feel revulsion at her friend's unwanted touch.

  'Start licking,' Alan said.

  Kerri tensed. She'd assumed Jade was going to be using her fingers. A tongue was much more compelling. Hell, she'd always loved being licked to a climax by men. She shivered as Jade took hold of her thighs and positioned her warm, wet tongue in place.

  The first lick made her squirm the little she could. Alan frowned. 'That's not a good start, is it, Kerri?'

  'No, Master.' It was hard to even form the words when Jade was doing such devilishly effective things.

  'I'll note each illicit twitch,' Alan continued, 'and if they accumulate I'll thrash you again.'

  Kerri bit back a groan of mingled despair and pleasure as the other girl continued to lick her labial lips. The sensations were increasingly exquisite. Unable to resist their allure, she wriggled like an eel.

  'She's moving too much. Time for a swift caning,' Alan said to no one in particular, his features creasing into a malicious grin.

  To Kerri's consternation, he moved a handle and the pulley system partially lowered her so that her bottom was bent over yet even more taut than before.

  'Fetch the rattan, Jade,' he instructed quietly.

  'Yes, Master.' The girl got up from beneath Kerri, stretched and headed off across the Punishment Chamber towards the implements.

  Returning, she handed the cane to the simian man. He held it between his palms as he stared at Kerri. 'Four strokes fo
r unwarranted squirming, you naughty girl.' Then he walked around behind her and applied them with a one minute respite in-between. Kerri howled and jerked the little she could as if trying to shake off the nether stinging. Alan waited until her anguished movements had at last calmed down.

  'Do you promise not to wriggle now?' he asked softly.

  'I promise, sir,' Kerri whispered, determined to meet his demands this time. The cane had bitten so cruelly into her sensitive quarters that she was desperate not to taste it again.

  'You're supposed to call me Master, not sir,' Alan reminded her. He looked at the clock. 'For that infraction of the rules we'll have to start your test all over again.'

  'How long have I licked her for so far, Master?' Jade asked.

  'For three minutes. But as I said, we're resetting the clock so she'll have to repeat those three minutes now.'

  'Master, can I humbly ask how long do I have to endure the test in total?' Kerri asked obsequiously.

  Alan smiled thinly. 'I haven't decided yet.'

  Jade knelt and started to lap at Kerri's labia again. Kerri tried to distract herself by remembering what it was like to pick grapes, to gather shells, to select willow twigs. But the ecstasy that was spiralling through her tissues broke through her other thoughts. Moaning, she writhed against Jade's active tongue.

  'Oh dear, you're really not trying. Another six strokes for unwarranted wriggling,' Alan warned.

  'God, no,' Kerri whispered as he picked up the rattan and disappeared behind her. Once again his brand of justice was harsh and swift. 'But I can't help it,' she wailed when she'd stopped crying out into the Chamber. 'It's too much!'

  'You're going to learn self-control or be striped like a zebra before the day's end,' Alan replied.

  'Please, isn't there another way?' Kerri snivelled, her arse on fire.

  'Well, I could tighten the pulleys so that you couldn't move at all,' her muscular tormentor said.

  'Oh please do that, Master. I beg for it, Master,' Kerri breathed, eager to grasp at this new salvation.

  'Stretch her out to her fullest extent, Jade,' Alan said.

  Jade bit her lip but did as she was told. Kerri groaned as she felt her arms and legs being pulled further apart. Jade pulled them out until they were as far apart as they could go without causing damage. Kerri felt more helpless and exposed than ever before. But she wouldn't be able to wriggle, she reminded herself thankfully. And if she couldn't wriggle she'd no longer get caned.

  A crestfallen Jade returned to kneel between Kerri's spread-eagled legs. She resumed her licking. Only now her tongue wasn't on Kerri's labial lips but directly on her clit.

  'She's licking my clitoris now. It's too much,' Kerri protested.

  'That happens when you get stretched further,' Alan said.

  'But Master, please, it's so much harder to pass the test now,' Kerri protested, unable to move even a millimetre away from Jade's tongue.

  'Are you trying to set the rules of your own examination?' Alan asked, his hands straying to his belt.

  'No, Master. It's just...' She wailed again as Jade's mouth increased her bliss.

  She was close to coming when a messenger knocked and entered the room. 'Sir - Jeff has to see you right away.'

  Alan muttered an expletive then turned to Jade. 'Keep licking her. Stop if she orgasms but record the time that she did so and I'll discipline her on my return.'

  He hurried out of the chamber. Kerri waited till she was sure that he'd gone.

  'You can stop now,' she gasped to her friend.

  Jade stopped licking but remained beneath her. 'What if he finds out?'

  'He won't.' Desperate for some respite, Kerri put all the persuasion she could find into her next words. 'You can stay between my legs and the second we hear the handle being turned you can resume licking. He's not psychic so he'll never know.'

  'You're sure?' Jade asked uncertainly. Then she seemed to relent. 'Oh okay, my tongue's pretty tired.'

  'And when you start again, can you lick to one side of my clitoris?' Kerri added, not quite able to believe that she was having this conversation. 'If you keep lapping it directly I'll climax and fail his fucking test.'

  'I'm not breaking the rules whilst he's watching,' Jade retorted quickly. 'I had to report to him once as part of a community correction and he turned me scarlet with his razor strop.'

  Five minutes later they heard footsteps approaching and Jade immediately began licking again. She licked to the side as Kerri had requested. Kerri still found it incredibly arousing but not as bad as when she was tongued directly on her clit.

  Alan strode into the room. 'How's she doing?' he asked.

  Jade had to stop licking in order to reply. 'She's getting there, sir. She's very wet but the pulley's holding her so tightly that she can't wriggle. It's driving her mad.'

  'Good, good. Keep going whilst I catch up with the action,' Alan said.

  Both girls froze as he pressed two buttons on a machine beneath one of the punishment benches. Seconds later, they saw themselves on the screen. All three of them watched the video of his leaving the Chamber, of Jade stopping licking, of the two women having an intense conversation then resuming their roles seconds before Alan re-entered the room.

  'Oh dear,' Alan shook his head. 'I go away for a couple of minutes and return to find anarchy. Jade, I'll discipline you first.'

  'Master, show mercy - she talked me into it,' Jade said quickly, backing away from him.

  Still vulnerably spread-eagled on the pulleys, Kerri decided not to come to her own defence.

  'You're talking back without permission, Jade. That's made me angrier,' Alan replied. He paused. 'So I've decided to let Matron chastise you. I know how much you like her disciplinary chats.'

  'Mercy,' Jade whispered again, throwing herself at his shod feet and kissing them wildly. Kerri looked away embarrassed but Alan remained unmoved.

  'Go fetch her now.'

  Jade nodded and got slowly to her feet then executed a little curtsey before walking, her head hanging, to the door.

  After she'd left, Alan looked sternly at the bondaged Kerri. 'You'll soon watch her being punished, knowing that it's all your fault - and that it's your turn next.'

  Fifteen minutes later Jade returned with Matron. The older woman had clearly started humiliating the younger one for Jade's dress was pinned up around her waist and her knickers were at her feet.

  'We had a nice slow walk here, didn't we dear?' Matron said sweetly. 'With you showing off your rear end to all the young men.'

  'Yes, Matron,' Jade muttered, staring at the ground.

  'But now it's time to concentrate on reprimanding that self-same bottom,' the older woman said. She looked around the vast Punishment Chamber. 'Now let me see - will we bend you over a chastisement stool or stretch you crossways on a trestle? Or should I pull you nice and taut the way that Kerri's being held now?'

  Determined not to meet the matriarch's mocking gaze, Kerri stared straight ahead. She heard Alan give a little laugh of delight.

  'Jade especially hates being bent over, Matron,' he said.

  'Bent over it is, then,' Matron replied. 'Should we push her bottom especially high in the air or just have it at a more subdued angle?'

  'As high as possible. Far more shameful,' Alan grinned. He indicated a large whipping stool in the nearest quadrant of the room. 'I've seen a miscreant strapped into that and given a damn good thrashing. She squealed like a pig.'

  'That'll do nicely,' the former prison warden said. She smiled cheerfully at Jade. 'Well, we already have your skirt hitched up and your knickers down so it only remains for you to bend over the stool.'

  Jade hesitated then obeyed. Kerri watched, mesmerised, as Matron bent to adjust a lever so that Jade's lower half was indecently elevated. Next, the matriarch strapped Jade's ankles and wrists to the stool's lower bars.

  She stepped back to admire her handiwork. 'Now what do I punish this bare bottom with?' The bare bottom in question tw
itched pitifully. 'I hear,' she continued, 'that Jade made illicit cookies - so to make her thrashing most fitting I've brought along my biggest wooden spoon.'

  Jade groaned, clearly perturbed at the memory of some earlier spoon-based beating. Kerri gasped as the spoon was revealed. It was as rigorous as any paddle, being both wide and thick.

  'You remember my big spoon, do you, Jade? It delivers some of my bitterest medicine,' Matron said with a smile.

  Jade said nothing. She remained mute as Matron teased the spoon over her then pulled it back, sizing it up with its disarmed target. But she wailed loudly as the wooden contours lashed into her flesh.

  'What a fuss to make about the first stroke,' Matron murmured. 'Save your howls until I've been correcting you for a few minutes.' So saying, she applied the paddle-like implement again.

  Jade was sobbing loudly by the time Matron threw down the spoon.

  'As soon as she stops crying she can put her tongue into action again,' the watching Alan said.

  Kerri quailed. Jade's arse was blazing and it was all her, Kerri's, fault. Now she'd never persuade Jade to lick her more leniently.

  Jade's sobs changed to the occasional hiccup and Matron untied her and helped her up. 'Go sort out your supposed friend. I think she'd benefit from your tongue being fully on her clit.'

  Jade glared at Kerri as she walked towards her, her dress still pinned up around her waist.

  'I'm really sorry, Jade,' Kerri muttered awkwardly.

  'You're going to be,' Jade said.

  Kerri stiffened as the younger girl got between her fully-spread thighs. Almost immediately Jade put her tongue on Kerri's sensitive bud. Kerri cried out in sudden excitement. It was an excitement she didn't want to register, but that her private parts were determined to have.

  The sore-bottomed girl began to lick and lick. Kerri breathed faster and harder and wished that she could squirm away but the pulley held her. Her thighs ached from being held so tautly - but the strongest sensation was reserved for the triangle between her legs.

  She began to whimper as the pleasure built up and up. It started in her clitoris but spread out so that her entire pubis felt heavy and wanton. She could feel trails of liquid seeping from between her outstretched legs. The devilish tongue continued to lap over her sensitive tissues and the almost-there signal went off in her head.