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A Delicate Balance
by
Carmenica Diaz
Part 7: Appropriate Punishment.
The next day, William was reduced to begging for his freedom.
‘Please, Mai Ling,’ he said, rattling the chain when Mai Ling entered the room with the hypodermics, ‘no more. Let me go. Don’t do anymore of this stuff to me! Please!’
The injections into his arms, chest, buttocks and legs stung but the needle into the head of his cock and directly into each of his balls were very painful. Added to that was the nagging fear of what the injections were actually doing to him!
Changing him!
The gauze bandages around his cock prevent closer examination. Besides, William was afraid to look and his cock was still painful from the minor surgery as well as the regular hypodermic jabs!
He couldn’t stop Mai Ling from doing it as she snuck the numbing agent into his food and drink so William was helpless.
Deeply afraid, William desperately wanted to get away from the household of crazy people! Therefore, he resolved not to eat or drink!
‘I have to do this. Ms Bergman say so,’ Mai Ling said in her sing-song accent. ‘I do what Ms Bergman say,’ Mai Ling added in her fractured English, ‘and so do you! Everybody do what she says, she is powerful lady!’
‘I’m not doing what she wants! I just hit her garden wall, for fucks sake! She’s loony…’
‘You be good! Don’t be nasty man! Ms Bergman kind, generous and sexy woman!’
‘She’s fucking insane! You are nuts as well!’ William screamed.’
‘Nasty mouth!’
‘Nasty? Hey, you’re the fucker sticking needles in my cock and balls!’
‘You watch your mouth! You no use dirty words for man parts! Now, you drink this?’
‘No fucking way! You’re not putting that numb juice on me again, lady!’
‘Ok,’ Mai Ling said with a shrug and put the tray with the syringes down just out of William’s reach.
As she walked out the door, William yelled, ‘hey, my piss bottle is full, lady!’
Mai Ling gave no indication she heard and vanished through the door.
‘My fucking piss bottle is full!’ William screamed at the door and pummelled his fist into the bed! Once again, he tried to pull the chain apart but failed.
Maybe, he thought, his mother would rescue him! Then, he imagined his stepfather, Jason Harridan saying, ‘Elise, he is old enough to look after himself! He’ll come crawling back when he needs money!’
No, William knew that his mother, his stepfather and stepbrother Edwin would not come looking for him!
William thought of Robyn, the girl he hoped would be his girlfriend. He had one chaste kiss with her but that was it!
Would she miss me?
William was staring sullenly at the wall when Mai Ling returned. His face went white when she aimed a strange looking black pistol at him.
‘Hey! Hey, no! Don’t shoot, you crazy Jap!’
‘I no Japanese!’
‘This is crazy, man, fucking crazy!’
She casually pulled the trigger and instead of an explosion and the searing heat of a bullet ripping through his flesh, William heard a fat “Plop” sound and felt a sting in his arm.
‘You go numb now,’ Mai Ling said with satisfaction. ‘I wait two minutes before I stick needles in your muscles and then your man parts!’
William tried to protest but no words would form and he was, once again, completely helpless.
Horror bubbled up in his throat as he watched Mai Ling approach him with the syringes. The first needles went into his arm muscles, his chest, thighs and buttocks. Then Mai Ling produced a larger syringe and smiled.
There was nothing William could do, not even scream with the indefinable pain as the smiling Asian woman pushed the syringe into the plump head of William’s cock!
After the serum was injected, Mai Ling smiled at the tears glittering in William’s wide eyes.
‘Only your boy plums to do now, then Mai Ling bring you nice sandwich.’
William tried to scream again as the syringe moved relentlessly towards his balls.
Noooooo!
*****
Candace Bergman looked down on the department store beneath her office and watched the customers milling around the artistically designed counters.
Business was good – very good!
And yet, Candace no longer attainted the same level of satisfaction from making money as she once did. Perhaps, when one has more than enough money, when one is capable of buying anything in then world – people, trinkets, jewellery, countries – money was no longer important.
However, her artistic tableaus were a different matter all together!
The fission of artistic excellence!
There was a small tap at the door and she turned to see Elaine standing in the doorway.
‘Doctor Steerburg called, Ms Bergman. She checked William,’ Elaine offered.
‘Are we getting the progress I wish?’
‘The changes are beginning to show.’
‘That was fast. It’s only been three days.’
Elaine looked down and smiled softly.
‘I told Mai Ling to double the doses. It was a little painful for him but we would get the changes more quickly. Did I do a bad thing, Ms Bergman?’ Elaine asked throatily.
‘You disobeyed my instructions, Elaine. That is unacceptable.’
‘I’m sorry, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine said softly. ‘I should not have disobeyed you. I should be punished.’
‘If you’re attempting to entice me to spank you or inflict some other form of corporal punishment, Elaine, you are wasting your time.’
Elaine swallowed and studied the floor.
‘It’s been a long time, Ms Bergman,’ she whispered.
‘A long time? What on earth are you going on about, Elaine?’
‘Since you put me over your knee, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine croaked.
Candace smiled flintily.
‘And you liked that, Elaine?’
‘Oh, yes, Ms Bergman! I liked it a lot!’
‘Of course you did, and that’s why you intentionally go against my orders so I will punish you in order for you to receive your bizarre gratification.’
Candace smiled grimly at the flushed secretary.
‘Submissive wenches do that all the time, Elaine. Don’t you think I can see through that?’
‘I…I…’
‘Stop spluttering, Elaine and tell Bernard to come up here.’
‘Do you want the car, Ms Bergman…’
‘I am not in the habit of offering explanations, Elaine. Get Bernard!’
Elaine scuttled away and Candace smiled grimly down on her domain, as she watched wealthy women buy outrageously expensive perfume. One of the blonde shop assistants had the temerity to look up and Candace noted her station to mention it to a supervisor.
*****
‘You wanted me, Ms Bergman?’ Bernard, the chauffer asked respectfully.
Elaine hovered behind him, looking over his broad shoulders at Candace.
‘Come in, Bernard. You as well, Elaine and shut the door.’
Candace smiled coldly at Elaine.
‘Stand in front of the desk, Elaine.’
Afraid, Elaine glanced at Bernard and then timidly moved to stand in front of the desk.
‘Elaine disobeyed my instructions, Bernard. What do you think of that?’
‘I would think, Ms Bergman,’ Bernard said carefully, avoiding Elaine’s eyes, ‘that would have been very unwise.’
‘Very diplomatic of you, Bernard and very astute. One must always watch the quiet ones. The thing is, Bernard, Elaine disobeyed me on purpose so I would punish her. That’s interesting, isn’t it, Bernard?’
‘Ms Bergman,’ Elaine stammered but Candace cut her off with a wave of an elegant hand.
‘Bernard?’ Candace prompted.
‘That is interesting, Ms Bergman. I cannot comprehend why a person…’
‘It is difficult to understand submissive women, Bernard. Let me explain; Elaine is submissive to women so she enjoys it when a woman punishes her.’
Candace moved back to the window behind her desk and looked down on the bustling floor of the department store.
‘Elaine doesn’t like men, Bernard. Did you know that?’
‘I suspected it, Ms Bergman.’
Elaine swallowed and stared miserably at the floor, her face hot with humiliation.
‘Elaine likes to hurt men, likes it an awful lot, in fact. Don’t you, Elaine?’
‘Y…yes, Ms Bergman.’
‘She is quite the cruel sadist with men. So, Bernard,’ Candace said with a flinty smile, ‘I suggest you never put yourself in a vulnerable position with our Elaine. That would be very unwise!’
‘I understand, Ms Bergman,’ Bernard said woodenly.
‘And so, to really punish Elaine, one must administer what she doesn’t like, what she hates. Isn’t that correct, Elaine?’
‘Please, Ms Bergman,’ Elaine stammered, eyes filling, ‘I’m sorry. I won’t disobey you…’
‘Yes, Elaine,’ Candace said mildly, ‘you certainly will not disobey me again. Bend over the desk.’
Elaine’s face drained of all colour but she obeyed Ms Bergman who walked to a walnut veneer cupboard.
‘Pull your skirt up around your waist, Elaine,’ Candace called, unlocking the cupboard.
Shame and humiliation washed over Elaine as her trembling fingers gripped the hem of her skirt. Conscious that Bernard was watching and that anyone could walk into the office, Elaine shook with humiliation as she pulled the skirt up around her waist.
‘Tell me, Bernard,’ Candace said as she opened the cupboard, her back to the desk, ‘what is our Elaine wearing under her skirt?’
Elaine stared sadly at the window in front of her, eyes filling as her body shook with the sexual tension of shame, humiliation and apprehension.
‘Black suspender belt, Ms Bergman, and stockings.’
‘Knickers?’
‘Ah, not that I can see, Ms Bergman.’
‘Of course not,’ Candace chuckled. ‘Elaine came prepared for a little spanking. Bernard, come here and select a cane.’
Elaine moaned and gripped the desk when she heard that!
Bernard stood next to his employer and studied the rack of canes in the cupboard.
‘I suggest that one, Bernard,’ Candace said, indicating a slim rattan cane with her finger. ‘Five strokes from that will ensure that Elaine will not consider sitting down for a few days.’
Bernard took the cane and Candace smiled.
‘Excellent choice. Now, I want you to administer five strokes to Elaine’s shapely rear. Do you have a problem with that, Bernard?’
Bernard glanced at Elaine’s white, plump bottom, framed by the black suspender belt and stockings.
‘No, Ms Bergman.’
‘I didn’t think so. It is a strange request though, Bernard.’
‘I like my job, Ms Bergman,’ Bernard said.
‘I see. There is always compromise in life for most people, Bernard. I take it you do not mind administering the punishment?’
‘I’ll do it, Ms Bergman.’
‘And, perhaps, you’ll enjoy it?’
‘Well,’ Bernard said, shooting a glance in the direction of Elaine who was still sprawled over the desk, skirt around her waist, ‘Elaine has been somewhat nasty to me…’
‘Excellent! A little revenge to sweeten the experience. Firm strokes, Bernard and try to space them as precisely as possible across the buttocks. One should always try to be artistic in everything we do!’
‘Very good, Ms Bergman.’
Candace sat at her desk so she could watch Elaine’s face.
Elaine’s face was deathly pale, her eyes wide as she looked back at her smiling employer while sensing Bernard standing behind her naked rear.
‘Spread your thighs, Elaine,’ Candace said calmly, ‘so Bernard can peek at your hot little treasure.’
Elaine groaned, parted her thighs and shut her eyes in shame as she realised what she looked like from behind.
‘Don’t shut your eyes, Elaine,’ Candace cautioned. ‘Look at me. Can you see her vulva, Bernard? I believe Elaine is quite clean shaven!’
‘I can see it, Ms Bergman,’ Bernard said loudly and Elaine moaned again.
‘Excellent. Now, remember to space the strokes. You may begin, Bernard.’
The whoosh of the cane was loud in the room and Elaine’s face contorted in pain as the cane sliced over her bare flesh.
Candace smiled and kept her eyes locked on Elaine’s.
Elaine squealed from the first stroke, screamed by the third and was openly weeping at the fifth.
‘Thank you, Bernard. Please put the cane back in the cupboard.’
Bernard carefully closed the cupboard doors and then looked back at Elaine who was sobbing on the desk, five angry red welts plain across the milky white skin of her arse.
‘Will there be anything else, Ms Bergman?’
‘Not at the moment, Bernard. I shall require the car at four. I will be leaving early today.’
‘Very good, Ms Bergman.’
As the door closed behind the chauffer, Candace frowned down at Elaine.
‘Do stop sobbing, Elaine. It becomes a trifle wearing! And adjust your clothing!’
Elaine gulped air down her throat as she tried to stop sobbing and gingerly stood up. Her mascara had run and her hands shook as she smoothed her skirt down over her hot, damaged rear.
‘Next time, Elaine,’ Candace said mildly, ‘I’ll tell him to use you sexually after the caning!’
‘P…please, no…Ms Bergman…I won’t…’
‘You’d hate a man actually penetrating you, Elaine, we both know that,’ Candace went on, completely ignoring Elaine’s protestations, ‘so be very careful from now on. I quite abhor disobedience.’
Candace moved close to Elaine and smiled at her distraught secretary.
‘Was it awful having a man touch you when you have no control?’
‘Yes, Ms Bergman!’ Elaine cried, beginning to weep again, ‘it was horrible!’
‘Keep that in mind and adhere to my instructions.’
Candace flicked Elaine’s cheek with her red fingernail.
‘Now, fix your face. We have some work to do before I see how our project is coming along. Who knows, he may require waxing again.’
Elaine’s head jerked up, a hopeful look flowering on her tear stained face.
‘W…waxing? C…can I…’
‘We will have to see, won’t we, Elaine? Now, run along like a good little girl.’
Elaine scurried to the door.
‘Elaine?’
‘Y…yes, M…Ms Bergman?’
‘For goodness sake, put some knickers on!’
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Story continues in Part 8 – to be published soon.
Carmenica Diaz
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