Chapter 4. The kidnapper punished
Jayne went to the lab on Sunday afternoon to plate a culture ready for work on
Monday and stopped at the dorm block to get a few things from her room. Ben, an
elderly security officer sat at his desk together with a younger assistant.
"Afternoon, Miss Fairclough," Ben greeted her, "This is Peter who will be taking
over from me next month." Jayne greeted them both. Ben went on, "Your friend
Donna is already here and has gone up to your room."
"What?" Jayne was shocked at the information.
"She said, you said for her to go up and wait in your room. You had given her
the key."
"I have my key here Ben and I haven't seen Donna for a few days. I think you had
better come up with me and see what she is up to."
They moved quietly when on the second floor. Jayne's door was ajar. Almost
silently Ben pushed it open. The movement though startled Donna and she turned
and looked aghast at the group. In turn they saw what she had been doing. The
word WHORE was written in red lipstick on Jayne's blouses and underwear. Jayne
was furious at seeing how her clothes were defaced but before she could say
anything, Ben picked up a ring with three keys which lay on top of Donna's
purse.
"First Miss Biggs, where did you get this key?" Ben asked with authority.
"It's the one for my friends door and it also happens to fit here." Donna
replied.
Ben examined the key closely, "Try again Miss Biggs, this is a master key and a
copy at that. You certainly aren't allowed to have one." Donna muttered
something unintelligible. Ben continued, "What are these other keys for? They
look like copies too."
"One looks like it would fit Dr. Jones door," put in Jayne, "Perhaps that is how
you got in there the other day."
"You bastard," Donna spat at him and made a dash for the door. Peter was quicker
and blocked her escape but she still tried to kick and punch.
"I think we had better put some cuffs on this one," Ben suggested, "Hold her
Peter while I slip these over her wrists." This done Ben went on, "Now perhaps
we can go to my office and find out the truth about what you are doing here, why
you are doing it and how you came by these keys. Any one of these things I would
expect you could get expelled for, let alone all three. Miss Fairclough, would
you mind leaving things as they are here for the moment, until Peter has taken
some digital photos of the mess for evidence."
On the way back to the security office, a group of students stared and one boy
called out, "It's about time you locked that bitch up!"
"Shit on you too," was Donna's succinct reply. Even in the security office Donna
continued to berate Ben and Peter and particularly Jayne. Peter locked her in a
store room to cool down and then went to take the pictures. Ben, a pleasant
fatherly man, questioned Jayne about the reasons behind the incident. Rather
shyly, Jayne told him of her kidnapping and being tied down in Dr. Jones' bed
but didn't go into any subsequent details other than to say, she was staying
with him for the time being and had only returned to pick up some more clothes.
"I wouldn't really want to see Donna expelled especially as she has only one
more term before she graduates. Even if she is a real nasty person, it would
mean throwing away three years of her life," Jayne commented to Ben.
"I don't see what else we can do. You don't have to press charges for the damage
she has done to your stuff but I can't ignore the keys. That's a very serious
offense. We don't know how many other rooms she has been in."
"Can't we offer her a bare bottom belting? That would do her more good."
"Yeah, it might but it might also lose me my job."
"You're near retiring. Why not see what she says?"
"She could claim I was making indecent suggestions. Why are you so keen to help
her anyway?" Ben looked in askance at her.
"Well... although she kidnapped me and all that, it seems to be working out
okay. Look, I'll suggest it to her and then say I will try and persuade you. You
and Peter might even get to have a bit of fun with her afterwards. Seems most of
the boys in the school have."
"Okay, just sound her out. I'm not saying I will agree to it yet. Young Peter
will have to agree as well but his cock may well dictate his answer."
As Jayne entered the storeroom, Donna greeted her sourly, "Come to gloat bitch?"
"No Donna, I have not. You realise that you are very likely to be expelled from
college over this, even if I don't press charges. Security seem to take a very
dim view of your having a copy of a master key. All your last three years will
be wasted if that happens and much as I dislike you, I think that would be
rather unfair."
"As if you care."
"In many ways I don't, but as it turned out you did me a favour by kidnapping me
and..."
"And you got yourself screwed a few times and probably think you're in love.
Believe me, it will take more than lying on your back for a few fucks to keep
him. He likes variety. I know. I've had him in all three holes and most rooms
and in most positions."
"Do you want to throw away three years of work?" Jayne snapped ignoring Donna's
remarks.
"No, of course not. You offering an alternative?"
"Well I have always been punished by smacking or the belt. I could suggest it to
Ben. He might not agree and the punishment would have to be pretty severe to
mitigate what you have done. It's only a suggestion. And I don't know what they
might do afterwards."
"Are you suggesting I allow my arse to be thrashed by two men who will probably
want to fuck me afterwards!" Donna's voice rose.
"Think about it Donna. A few hours of pain. No criminal record. No expulsion.
That is if they can be persuaded to do it." Very reluctantly, Donna agreed and
still handcuffed went with Jayne back to the office. Ben and Peter were both
there. Peter was showing Ben the pictures on the camera monitor.
"Ben and you too Peter," Jayne started, "We were wondering if you would consider
using corporal punishment on Donna instead of getting her thrown out of college.
She is willing to accept a bare bottom thrashing with a belt, if you will turn a
blind eye to her having the master keys and I will not press charges for the
damage she has done to my stuff. There will be no witnesses but Donna, I will
expect to see the results of your punishment tomorrow evening."
Ben demurred and brought up his earlier objections but Peter was more in favour
and did his best to convince his senior to allow it. "We could take her down to
the boiler room where the extra noise wouldn't be heard." Donna wanted to know
how many belts she was to take but Ben was non committal. He hadn't agreed and
she was going to have to pay the price for saving three years work. Finally they
agreed and Donna was led away.
*****
Don answered the door next evening and let a still somewhat tearful Donna into
the lounge. Jayne looked up from writing and noticed how stiffly the girl
walked. "You went through with it then," she commented.
"Of course I did, bitch."
"Now then Donna, she did you a great favour and you know it," Don butted in.
"Let's see what they did and then you can tell us all about it. You know how you
love to broadcast your conquests."
Both were quite shocked by the amount of bruising and the colour of her bottom.
It was obviously very sore and tender. Jayne offered to put a couple of pillows
on the easy chair and this was accepted, even if not with the best of grace.
"It looks bad now Donna but I bet in a week most of that colour will have gone
and your arse will only be a bit tender. There's no cuts or anything." Don
looked closely at her tortured flesh. "Tell us the whole sorry saga."
"They took me to the boiler room and used the handcuffs to fasten me to a pipe.
They said they would have to wait until the next shift came on before they could
deal with me. The desk couldn't be left unattended for long. So I sat on the
floor tied to a pipe for over two hours, and it was stinking hot in there.
Eventually they came and bent me over the bench the engineers use. It was
horrible and oily. My handcuffs were put in a vice and then they took off my
trousers and knickers. Peter felt all over my bum and into my slit until Ben
said there would be time for that later. Ben showed me the belt he had brought.
It was quite wide and shiny with a big brass buckle. I knew it would hurt and I
kept asking them not to use it or hurt me. They refused. Even when I offered to
let them fuck me they refused and said they were going to do that anyway, after
they had warmed me up a little. Warmed was really a terrible understatement. Ben
wielded that belt hard and soon I was screaming for them to stop. Eventually he
did but only to hand the belt to Peter. He was much kinder but still I couldn't
help myself. I screamed and pleaded."
"How many strokes did they give you?" asked Jayne,
"I've no idea. Too many. Then I heard a zipper and felt a cock at my entrance.
It was Peter. I was very wet and he just put it in and in no time at all, came.
No pleasure at all for me. Ben though, old as he is, was much better except that
the pain I felt each time his loins hit my arse took the edge of the pleasure.
He took quite a while and I did actually climax. When he finished he told Peter
to wait until I calmed down and then release me and see me home. He then left. I
am sure he didn't want to be seen with me.
Peter played with me for a bit and then found some burn cream in first aid kit
down there and put that on me. It eased the pain a little. I kept begging him to
let me go but he said I wasn't calm enough. I tried to calm myself and then felt
his cock entering me again. This time he was able to control himself for much
longer and in the end I got off again before he did. Instead of taking me back
to my dorm room, he took me to his place and actually looked after me well. He
let me soak in his bath and then put on more of the cream. I was then laid face
down on his bed and he made tea and I spent the night and the rest of today
there."
"Are you going back there after you leave us?" Don asked.
"No, I've got to get a change of clothes but I might see him again sometime."
