Chapter 24

Teresa Yildiz felt like she had aged by another three months over the last half hour as she browsed the web on her new laptop.

Social media threw up no new clues about Sophie’s whereabouts. Instead, all she got was messages, friend requests, and endless invitations to view her daughter’s naked body on numerous websites.

Teresa watched porn sometimes but was not prepared for the horrible messages and comments under Sophie’s images and Xvideo. Googling her name brought up websites like pornhub and Xvideos.

“Poor Sophie” Teresa cried tears as she tried to imagine how her daughter felt. She felt so guilty, she could have stopped it. There had been signs lately, she should have asked her what was wrong. Where was she?

She tried to stay positive. She put up a social media posting including a heartfelt message to Sophie that if she could read it, to please come home and all would be forgiven. She would still love her. It received a lot of supportive comments underneath from understanding mutual friends.

What could she do? She promised she would move Sophie somewhere else away from this environment.

She got a text from Tommy. ‘Work tomorrow morning, high value individual, early morning central London, good money, let me know xx’

Teresa could not do this while Sophie was missing, surely? But she did need the money. What was better, to earn a lot for a few hours and be back in the flat waiting for Sophie and looking, or slaving away tomorrow all day worrying? She canceled her shift and accepted Tommy’s offer of ‘work.’

Pembroke had enjoyed more hours in the sun. How great it was to be alive! He finished gardening and finished his ‘shock collar’ to Sophie’s specifications. Then down to the dungeon again...

This time the smell was clean and sterile, and Sophie looked more alert when he entered. The video was still playing.

“Hello, Sophie. So we are going to play a few games now, and then I will give you dinner, and that will be it for Sunday! Would you believe it, but there is nothing about you on the news! Two and half days now, my my, the trail will be running cold”

Sophie tried to shut out his unsubtle taunts. She would just endure this and get it over with.

Pembroke brought her out, and made her stand straight. “OK, now I won’t be touching you too much so don’t worry. I am going to put this collar on you ... yes ... keep still ... good” Pembroke snapped the collar into place.

“Excellent, this is a shock collar it is used for dogs to modify their behaviour. I have a remote here, if you do something naughty I can shock you. Now don’t panic, but I am going to give you a gentle demonstration...”

Sophie did panic, she felt the collar and could barely fit a finger through the space between its edges and her neck, Suddenly, a shock shook her and caused her head to shake violently.

She gasped and wheezed. Pembroke chuckled like a child pleased at his new toy. “Wow! That was only level three out of ten! That really shook you up, your head looked like it was buzzing! OK I will put it down to two for now.”

Sophie felt the edges of this damn collar. It felt smooth save for the clasp which had been locked in place with a small key that now sat beside Pembroke’s laptop on his table.

As she looked at the little key, another buzz burst through her neck and her vision blurred as she shook again. “Quite a shock, even at two! Oh well, Sophie, I do hope you were paying attention to that video!”

Pembroke was now sitting on the chair in the middle of the room in front of the table. He was wearing a dressing gown, which now fell open to reveal he had a black jock strap on underneath. Sophie tried to think of anything else.

“So, I am now going to play a game called ‘Simon says” You must know this game?”

Sophie groaned inside. This was going to be horrible and disgusting.

“Now I promised there would not be much touching for now. If you play your cards right, there won’t be! But, you must not fail, if you do something Simon doesn’t say, or fail to do something he does say, or get the positions wrong, then I will shock you to let you know you got it wrong and then you are going to come here.

He patted his lap. “I will put you over my knee, and I will give you ten spanks on the bum for each indiscretion. Does that sound fair?”

Sophie’s stomach churned with a sickening dread. She didn’t want to go through with this but had to get used to there being no other option. It was something she had to endure, no matter how revolting or terrifying. She took a deep breath and steeled herself, focusing on getting through it without collapsing.

Pembroke began the game.

“Put your right hand in the air.” Sophie complied.

‘Bzzzzzz’

“Aaaaa” squealed Sophie, and Pembroke laughed. “Oh Sophie, come on now. Be a little smarter. I want this to be a challenge for me. Ok no spanking for now. That was a test. Let’s continue.”

Sophie grasped her neck, it felt painful on the bruising when it buzzed. She knew better than to talk back.

“Put your left hand in the air.”

Sophie remained motionless, partly scared that he would punish her anyway.

“Good girl. Simon says stand on your right leg only.”

Sophie carefully took her left leg off the ground and hovered.

“Simon says smile.” Sophie smiled and put both feet back on the ground.

‘Bzzzz’ Sophie doubled over and grabbed her neck again.

“I did not tell you to put the other foot back on the ground did I.”

“Please, please sir, it hurts.”

“OK I will be a little more tolerant I don’t want to injure my hand spanking your ass, it seems you really are not that bright are you girl? OK let’s start again, next time the spanking will start.”

Sophie tried to focus and keep her composure. She tried to think, what could she make herself believe to get through this? What was the reward?

“Simon says, put your right hand on your hip. Simon says, put your left hand on your hip. Simon says, blink your eyes three times. Good, you’re catching on!”

Sophie’s thoughts spun as she tried to stay centered. She needed to focus on his voice and trick herself into believing she was just playing a game.

“Simon says, do a star jump. Simon says, jog on the spot. Good. Stop!”

Sophie halted, then instantly regretted her decision as the pain coursed through her neck again.

“Oho, that was tricky of me, wasn’t it? But Simon didn’t say to stop, did he?” Pembroke giggled like a naughty schoolboy. He tapped his knee. “Now, come here, time for your first spanking!”

Sophie tried to keep the disgust from her face as she approached him. his eyes never left her face. “Now, I want you sideways across me, come round here, yes here, now lean forward so your bum is facing up at me!”

Sophie tried to keep her legs together as she placed her body across his lap, her arms dangling down until her fingers could press on the rubber floor.

“Now, this shouldn’t hurt too much, it’s just a bit of fun. It’s ten spanks on your cute little bottom. I want you to count each one, so say the number after I strike you. OK”

“Yes OK”

“Yes what? how do you address me?

“Yes sir”

“Good girl.” Pembroke’s right hand rested on her cheeks which were partially covered by the black cotton panties. He moved his hand slowly, relishing the sensation as his fingers slid across the smooth surface. The texture of the cotton fabric that partially covered the flesh added an intriguing contrast, inviting him to trace the boundary between the soft fabric and the bare skin. The goosebumps grew under his touch as Sophie fidgeted. She was now protected by only a thin layer of cotton and fully expected to feel a finger under the hem of her knickers any second. She also felt a large lump growing and pushing against her left hip, it took a few seconds before she realized what it was.

But Pembroke checked himself. Touching should be confined to spanking for now. He lifted his right hand, then brought it down swiftly, striking her with a sharp slap that echoed through the room. Sophie straightened up and her hands came off the ground as she instinctively tried to bring them back behind her to reach the point of impact.

“No” he swatted her hands away easily. Pembroke let his right hand linger on the warm flesh, the heat seeping into his skin and igniting a soft pleasure. “Come on Sophie, remember to count.”

“One sir” she managed to eke out, dealing with the pain, the awkward position, and the embarrassment.

Pembroke slapped again, concentrating on the outer cheek, then inner cheek. Each time Sophie’s upper body shot up and she sucked in air to stop screaming while then grunting out the number.

As he got to ten, the sighter of her red buttocks was making him rock hard. Sophie could hardly keep her hips horizontal, his erection was starting to push her left hip up like a car jack. Pembroke kept his hand over her ass, and slowly traced his fingers down and idly let one finger slip under the hem of the knickers until it passed over the bare crack and touched the other ass cheek. His breath quickened, and Sophie held her breath, would he burrow his finger deeper into her crack?

Pembroke pulled his hand away and playfully swatted her ass one more time. “Up, come on, let’s continue. This time, the positions!”

Sophie was grateful to be on her feet again. Her buttocks were smarting as she massaged them as she walked back to the position she had been in. She turned around to face Pembroke and awaited his first instruction.

“Simon says ... Nadu.”

Sophie remembered. She got to her knees, and knelt back on her ankles, with her legs spread wide, back straight, and palms resting on her thighs facing up.

Palms facing up, kneeling with legs spread wide, back straight, and breasts out are full expressions of surrender. She looked down at the ground at a spot about a metre in front of her.

“Excellent! Excellent well done Sophie. OK, now Simon says ... Wait!”

Sophie hesitated and stood tall with her hands behind her back and looked at Pembroke. “Good! Now Simon says ... Wall!””

Sophie turned around and went to the wall with her back towards Pembroke. She spread her legs and placed her palms above her head against the wall, and she slightly jutted her ass after curving her back.

“Very good. You must have been paying close attention. Good form, you look lovely! OK now, Humble!”

Sophie turned around and got back to her knees. She spread her knees apart, put her arms and elbows in front of her, and stretched them out until her face was touching the ground with her ass in the air behind her.

“The position is correct, so well done but...”

‘Bzzz’ Sophie jerked and grabbed her neck, and fell onto her side on the ground and squealed in surprise. “Remember, always wait for Simon to say!”

Sophie cursed herself. “Now back over my lap, this time face that side Sophie draped herself over his lap in the opposite direction to last time. She supported herself with hands and tip toes touching the floor as Pembroke’s right hand rested on the small of her back.

“Same thing. Ten spanks, and you count each one.”

Pembroke pulled her panties up tight, so as to get the most hand to flesh as possible in view, and gave a quick massage of her little globes before bringing his hand down loudly. “One!” Sophie grunted. Pembroke smiled, nine more spanks followed, each one followed by a lingering grope of her ass cheeks while he avoided the temptation to run his fingers along her inner thighs.