The Chastening of Samantha

The Chastening of Samantha
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ISBN:  9781780803838
Author:  Imelda Stark
Word Count:  25,091
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Mark took her by the shoulders and pushed her up against the sawhorse on the opposite side from where the bar rested on the floor. Matt instructed her to bend over the horse, and she felt the pad support her weight against the front of her hips. She was told to grasp the bar on the floor with her arms as far apart as she could reach. The metal rod felt smooth and cool beneath her hands as each brother reached into the satchel and removed a padded black nylon cuff. Each was velcroed around her wrists and then attached firmly to the bar by sturdy ribbons, and with a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach she knew for certain that her hands were not going to be affording her any protection at all...

Samantha is petite, blonde, and beautiful. She is also a very spoiled young woman used to the good life afforded her by her wealthy parents and self-involved husband. But unfortunate turns of events combine to end her marriage and impoverish her enough to seek employment by twin cabinetmakers who used to work in her opulent home.

She grows bored at the job and seeks solace playing online poker using the business credit card entrusted to her by her bosses, but when she racks up overwhelming debts she is forced to admit the deceitful embezzlement to her employers.

Samantha is offered a choice: jail or sexual servitude to her masters, to include extensive corporal punishment at their capable workman hands. Many complex erotic adventures ensue as her true submissive nature is revealed, and ruthlessly plumbed to unimaginable depths of both pain and pleasure.

Matt and Mark seemed bewildered when their efficient miracle-worker of an office manager appeared so shaken and downcast as she called them into the now spotless back office for a serious conversation. They were even more stunned once she had stammered out her confession. She burst into tears after saying that she knew what she had done was felony embezzlement, and that she could go to jail for years if they chose to prosecute. With her usual efficiency, Samantha had researched non-legal alternatives to prosecution for such cases. She made an impassioned plea to be allowed to work as long as necessary to provide full restitution.
   The twins exchanged a significant glance. Then Mark responded by reminding her that given her salary, if she took out enough to just pay her rent and minimal expenses, even at a moderate interest rate it would take many years to pay back the money she had stolen. Matt added that even that didn't take any account of punitive damages. He sternly asked her if she didn't agree that her actions warranted punishment beyond restitution alone. The forlorn young woman meekly assented that this was so. Matt motioned Mark out into the shop and shut the door so that the brothers could confer privately. When they came back in, the twins sat on the edge of the desk and motioned their contrite employee to stand in front of them. Matt spoke for them both.
   'So, Samantha, we have a proposal for you. We are offering you two options to resolve your predicament. One is for Mark to pick up the phone and call the police, and let them take care of the whole issue. The other is for you to agree to submit to our plan for restitution and punishment. During your restitution period you will continue to work for your usual salary, which you will receive as usual. The repayment of your debt to us will be sexual, in which we will have any access to your body we desire. You would be rewarded by reducing your debt by a hundred dollars for each orgasm we receive. Your debt would be carried at ten percent per annum, so each of us would have to come twenty-five times a year for you just to stay even. We suspect you would probably want to offer us substantially more sex if you hoped to reduce your period of sexual slavery to us. The punishment arm of our offer would be even more challenging for you. Our intention would be to deliver corporal punishment to your body in the form of severe spankings. Punishments would happen after work is done, and would be administered here in the shop, where your misbehavior took place. We would make arrangements to restrain you appropriately so you'd not be tempted to interfere with your spankings. You have a minute to think, and then Mark will go ahead and place his call.'
   The young blonde turned bright red with shock and shame as she stared open-mouthed into the calm, challenging blue eyes of the men who had rescued her and whom she had so vilely betrayed. She was also mortified to notice a flood of warmth and wetness between her legs, clearly indicating which vote her groin was casting. Her mind seemed frozen and she could not find words to speak. Only when she saw Mark pick up the phone did she stammer out, 'Wait! I agree to your terms...'
   The brothers both smiled sardonically and the phone was replaced in its cradle. 'I want you to get on your knees and beg us to allow you to be our sexual slave,' Mark responded, 'to use you in any way we wish, and to punish your body as cruelly as you deserve.'
   Samantha felt a further flood of mixed embarrassment and arousal as she knelt. She looked up at the muscular brothers looming over her, both clearly sporting large erections in their workpants. She began to speak softly with her crimson face downcast, and was interrupted by Mark's demand she speak loud and clear and look them in the face. She did so, holding their clear angry blue eyes with her penitent gaze.
   'P-please allow me to be your sexual slave...' the contrite blonde stammered, 'and to use my body for your pleasure and... my punishment... in any way you wish.'
   The brothers solemnly agreed, with the slightest twinkle of satisfaction in their eyes. 'Very well, then,' Matt said. 'For starters, let's have you stand up and take those clothes off so we can have a look at the body we'll be fucking and punishing for the next good long while! I must say I've hoped for a moment like this ever since we met.'
   The young blonde meekly complied, suffused with embarrassment as she unbuttoned her blouse, unzipped her skirt, and wriggled out of her bra and panties. The brothers gasped in delight at the perfect, smooth, toned figure revealed before them. Samantha was just over five feet in height and could not have weighed more than a hundred pounds. Yet despite her slimness she had marvelously firm breasts, each the size of a half grapefruit, both crowned by a jauntily erect rose-pink nipple. Her stomach was flat with defined musculature, and her thighs and calves were trim and toned. Her scant pubic bush was as blonde as her hair, causing Mark to joke crudely, 'Nice to see the carpet matches the drapes!'
   The taunt made her blush even more furiously, as he went on, 'Now let's have a look at the backside we plan to punish so thoroughly,' and motioned her to turn around. The brothers sighed again in pleasant anticipation at the sight of such perfect buns and thighs. Their musculature was well defined as their owner clenched them in embarrassment at the spectacle she was providing.
   The twins stood and moved to stand behind the frightened young woman. She flinched as rough carpenters' hands allowed themselves free reign to wander over her backside, and then around to her breasts and crotch. The brothers commented to each other about the qualities off her ass and breasts as though she were not there. They mortified her even more deeply when Mark reached into her crotch and exclaimed, 'My God, Matt, she's dripping wet! I think the faithless bitch is loving this!'
   Samantha moaned in shame and desire as his touch produced an even stronger reaction from her erotic core. She squirmed in involuntary arousal and he laughed. 'I think she wants to come right now, but no way missy,' he said as he withdrew his hand and stepped away from her while suggestively sniffing his moist fingers. The horrified young woman wondered about how deep her submissiveness ran that she found their casual contempt so deeply arousing, and she had no idea how much she was to learn about this side of herself in the ensuing weeks.
   The brothers instructed her to continue her workday in her current state of undress. They leered as they sternly warned her not to touch her pussy in their absence during the day. She was also given the demeaning new task of thoroughly cleaning the shop. She had orders to pay special attention to the four large portable mirrors, each about three feet wide and six feet tall, that the brothers used to do the clever alignments of wood grains in the specialized cabinetry for which they were famous. Her tormentors cheerfully remarked that they hoped no one would come into the shop while they were gone. Both smirked while allowing that if such a thing happened, the spectacle of their naked new assistant might be good for business.
   Once they left Samantha surreptitiously locked the door, reasoning that people seldom visited. She then got on with her work in an erotic but fearful daze. As five o'clock approached she gave herself a sponge bath in the little office lavatory. Then she emptied her bladder in hopes that she wouldn't embarrass herself during whatever the twins had planned for her. The young blonde last unlocked the door and checked to make sure that all of her tasks were completed. Finally she stood naked, awaiting her fate in a confusing jumble of sexual excitement and sheer terror.
   Soon she heard the brothers' truck pull up and their work boots resound on the gravel outside the workshop.
   The twins sauntered in, looking smug but determined. Mark was carrying a large cloth satchel which he held up teasingly. 'We stopped off at home,' he announced, 'to gather a few special tools we had around the house. I'm sure you'll find them quite interesting.' They locked the outside door, but first asked Samantha if she'd left it unlocked during the day. She guiltily admitted she hadn't.
   'Well,' Matt mused, 'that overt disobedience adds another ten minutes to each segment of your spanking, so you'll have to pay even more for your persistent naughtiness, young lady.'
   Mark then ordered Samantha to stand in place while the brothers prepared the shop for their evening activities. The heavy equipment was all on casters that allowed it to be rolled aside to create an open space in the center of the shop. That area was occupied by a metal sawhorse, bolted to the floor and covered with soft heavy-duty padding to protect the fine hardwoods the twins used for their masterpieces. Matt used a remote control to maneuver the high-tech overhead shop crane to the center of the room as well. He then lowered its gantry to horizontally attach a smooth metal rod about five feet in length, which he then lowered to the floor. The four shop mirrors, which had never known such cleanliness, were positioned at right angles about eight feet from each of the legs of the sawhorse. Finally, the ominous cloth satchel was significantly placed near the iron bar resting on the floor. Mark, who could be distinguished from Matt by his short goatee and the stud earring in his left earlobe, then spoke.
   'So, Miss Bite-the-hands-that-feed-you, repayment of your debt will begin now...'

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Sunday, 6 April 2014  | 

This exercise in submission by Samantha to a pair of brothers following the (not unusual) story of embezzlement in a continuous story of BDSM cruelty should be sufficient to please any aficionado of spanking. Unfortunately, the story has no side shoots of erotica: there is virtually no plot apart from the main enforcement, or certainly not one I could find. For a stated note from the author that she is a Psychologist she must realise that this is thin in the extreme. A pity, as she has written a very much better story in the Young Women's Correctional Institute.


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