Whistleblower's Punishment
Copyright© 2026 by Ted E. Bear
Chapter 7
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 7 - A fictional account of how a female executive who attempts to divulge the wrong doings of her employer is brought to heel by senior management. Kidnapped, savagely raped and tortured then forced to watch and abet the gang rape of her daughter are among the steps taken to foster company loyalty.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Blackmail NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Incest Mother Daughter BDSM MaleDom Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture Gang Bang Interracial Black Male Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts
Katie lay on the couch sipping Evian and praying her ordeal was over. She had decided as soon as Andy returned she’d get down on her knees and swear she’d be a good and loyal employee from now on. She’d promise to keep her mouth shut about any accounting irregularities and follow orders, be a team player. Katie glanced down at the gold rings piercing her nipples. Thankfully the bleeding had stopped.
How will I explain those to Beth Ann wondered Katie? I’ll just have to keep her from seeing my boobs until Andy lets me take them out. No more walking around the house naked. Beth Ann and I have gotten pretty casual about nudity over the years. That’s not surprising in a house with only two women. Still, she’d freak out if she saw these rings. Especially after I made a huge deal out of refusing her permission to have her ears pierced until she was sixteen.
Ever worse, what will Doctor Keenan say at my next genealogical exam thought Katie as she gingerly passed her hands over the six rings decorating her labium. God I look like some kind of European fetishist who grew up in Berlin. Grace Keenan will think I have lost my mind. Doctor Keenan had been Katie’s gynecologist for the last twenty years. She’ll recommend I seek psychiatric help and she’ll want me to remove them.
“We’ve done the low tech now for the high tech,” announced Andy as he and Lea entered the room. They’d changed back into their normal clothes. Dougie trailed close behind.
Katie quickly got off the couch and on her knees. The crystal meth was having an effect. Katie’s exhaustion had vanished. She felt energized. The various places on her body that were throbbing felt almost normal. Katie quickly passed her hand over her buttocks. The whelps raised by the Andy and Lea were still there but they didn’t burn near as much.
“Andy, I’m sorry I wrote the letter to the SEC. I promise not to do anything like that ever again,” blurted out Katie.
“Now isn’t that sweet of you. But the question is do you really mean it or are you just saying it to avoid any more pain,” said Andy.
“I really mean it. Just let me go and I’ll be the most loyal and dependable employee at Enron,” said Katie.
“Sorry, Katie, it’s not going to be that easy,” said Andy.
“But you’ll whipped the shit out of me. I’ve been raped. I can’t take any more,” said Katie starting to cry.
“I’m willing to bet you can take a lot more. Dougie go get it,” said Andy.
“Is this the surprise?” asked Lea.
“Yes, honey, you know how I love to tinker. I did the design and Louis Camarado built it,” said Andy referring to a friend of theirs in the S&M community who owned a fabrication business.
Katie watched as Dougie wheeled in a large piece of equipment covered by a sheet of blue plastic. Dougie rolled it to the center of the room and pulled the cover off. Using his foot he set the wheel brakes. Then he stood aside for everyone to see.
To Katie it resembled a large clear plastic doghouse on wheels. It’s size suitable for a Great Dane. The doghouse had a sharply pitched roof. There were several electric motors visible in the bottom connecting a large number of cables and pulleys. There was a separate control panel containing dials and switches. The panel was connected by a control cable to a logic board in the base of the doghouse.
Dougie plugged in an extension cord, flipped a switch on the control panel and the machine lighted up. Incandescent bulbs lined the interior of the clear roof. Small colored lights illuminated in series along the roof peak.
“Oh wow, it looks fabulous. I can’t wait to see the stupid cunt taking a ride,” said Lea clapping her hands in delight.
Dougie pulled a large flat panel monitor from its storage place in the bottom of the doghouse and set it up on a table facing the front end of the machine. Next he powered the monitor on and the screen displayed the top of the machine. Katie saw there was a tiny video camera located at one end of the peak of the roof. It was driving the monitor.
“It’s gorgeous. You’re a genius. I’m so proud of you,” said Lea leaning in to kiss her husband.
“Hold on, you haven’t seen it work yet,” said Andy.
Katie found herself staring at what appeared to be a very complicated piece of equipment. It was constructed mainly of plexi-glass so it was possible to see its inner workings. Large hospital gurney style wheels had allowed Dougie to easily roll what was obviously a very heavy device.
“Has it been tested?’ asked Lea.
“Sure has, Louis picked up a prostitute last Thursday, drugged her and brought her here for a test. He called me on my cell phone and let me listen to her screams. Based on how loud she was squalling, I’d say we have a winner.”
“So how does it work,” said Lea her face expressing the delight she was feeling.
“You are looking at a twenty first century version of what the Inquisition used to call the Spanish Donkey. Tomas de Torquemada, the hammer of heretics, used the Donkey to extract confessions from heretics who had withstood every other torture device available to the Inquisition. He also converted Jewish women to the Christian faith by the droves. It works better for women but it’s highly effective for men also.”
“How did the original work?” said Lea.
“Like most great ideas, very simply. See how these two sheets of plexi-glass form a sharp angle. In Torquemada’s version, they used metal or wood to create the wedge. The heretic was placed straddling the wedge. Iron weights were attached to each ankle to add to the downward pressure Sometimes they didn’t have to use weights. In many cases Torquemada could extract a full confession merely by threatening a ride on the Spanish Donkey. It developed a reputation throughout Medieval Europe as one of the most agonizing tortures ever visited on a human being.”
“It doesn’t look that bad,” said Lea.
“Just the mention of the Spanish Donkey frightened the living shit out of heretics. Jews all over Spain rushed to be baptized as Roman Catholics to avoid taking a ride. Hell of a recruiting tool.”
“Let me see if I’ve got this right. You know I’m not very mechanical. Katie will be sitting on the peak where the roof meets. The area where Katie’s legs join will be resting right where these two large pieces of plexi-glass come together in a point, am I correct so far?” said Lea.
“Exactly, right on the area that connects the puss to the asshole,” said Andy.
“Katie’s body weight will cause this highly sensitive area to press painfully against the edge. That’s all there is to it. It doesn’t sound like much,” said Lea placing her hands low on her crotch to illustrate.
“I know but that’s the beauty of it. At first it’s not that bad but the pain builds quickly over time,” said Andy.
“I want to try it,” said Lea unzipping her jeans and sliding them down her hips.
“Are you sure? I don’t think that’s a good idea. I made a number of improvements based on technology not available to Torquemada. The pain is off the charts,” said Andy
“You said it’s not so bad at the start. They say a good dominatrix tries all her tools on herself in order to better understand how the submissive feels,” said Lea. “Besides the fact that you designed it means that I as your wife should give it a try. I want to be supportive.”
“All right if you insist but just for a minute or two,” said Andy. Andy knew all too well that once Lea set her mind to something there was no stopping her.
“Andrew Fastow, two minutes my ass, I happen to have an unusually high pain threshold. I’ve had three children by natural childbirth,” said Lea.
“Whatever you say. I just hate to think of that sweet wonderful pussy of yours suffering,” said Andy taking Lea in his arms. Andy’s hand stroked her panty-clad cunt as they kissed. He pushed the material of the crotch aside and slipped a finger in her wet cunt. “Just looking at it has got you all hot and bothered.”
“You going to get me horny, stud. How did you improve it?” said Lea breaking their embrace.
“Several ways, now you can make it tilt back and forth,” said Andy turning a dial on the machine’s control panel. The wedge slowly raised on one end then the other like a ship bobbing in the ocean. “Louis and I figure these oscillations will increase the pain by several factors.”
“What else,” said Lea?
“Vibration effect,” once again Andy turned a dial and the machine produced a slight hum. Lea placed her hand on the apex.
“Nice, feels like one of my dildos,” said Lea.
“It will amplify the pain,” said Andy.
“What are these?” said Lea holding up one of the elastic straps that were on each side of the machine.
“Our high tech replacement for the iron weights, you strap this around their ankles. Then you set the dial to say thirty pounds. The pressure gradually builds to thirty pounds then slowly decreases to fifteen then builds again to thirty. The variability will be agonizing.”
“And the monitor,” said Lea.
“Louis’s idea, the rider gets to watch themselves suffer. He claims that adds to their mental anguish,” said Andy.
“Let’s say ten minutes and thirty pounds on each ankle. And just to prove to you I can take it, I want you to gag me so I can’t order you to take me down,” said Lea slipping out of her panty. She handed Andy a ball gag she’d removed from their carrying bag of fetish toys.
“Ten minutes is a long ride, are you sure?’ said Andy looking doubtful.
“How long did Louis let the hooker ride?” said Lea.
“Ninety minutes but she was some kind of crack whore he picked up down on Drumheller Blvd,” said Andy.
“Ten will be fine. After ten, I may decide to do more,” said Lea pulling her shirt over her head then removing her bra. Lea rubbed her large breasts as soon as she freed them.
“All right but don’t say I didn’t tell you so. And don’t get mad at me later,” said Andy.
It’ll serve her right thought Andy as he cuffed Lea’s hands behind her back. Pride goeth before a fall Andy repeated to himself.
Andy had not mentioned that the street whore that Louis had given a ninety-minute ride had been totally incoherent and babbling like a lunatic when Louis took her off the Spanish Donkey.
“She went insane, you could tell it in her eyes. She was gonzo. I dropped her off at the free clinic. I gave this rummie a $20 to carry her inside. She was gone, totally fucking nuts, crazy as a Goddamn loon,” was how Louis described her when he and Andy had met for a beer.
“Wish I could have been there to see that,” said Andy.
“After the first five, she was offering to suck my dick free for a year if I would take her off. After ten all she could do was scream,” said Louis.
“God man, you have all the fun. I plan to use it this weekend. I got an employee relations problem that needs solving,” said Andy.
“If you want the person to be able to work and still have a brain, I suggest no more than thirty minutes,” said Louis.
“I’m going for forty five maybe sixty in this case. Bitch needs to have a major attitude adjustment,” said Andy.
“Well, if she’s totally bonkers when you’re done, don’t blame me,” said Louis.
“Dougie, help me get her up,” said Andy after fixing the ball gag in Lea’s mouth as they fastened her arms behind her back.
Andy and Dougie lifted Lea on to the machine. They fitted the elastic bands around her ankles fastening them with Velcro then they set the timer for ten minutes. The machine started to hum and tilt. Andy watched as the elastic bands around Lea’s ankles tightened. The tension in her legs increased as the bands pulled her legs downward.
When Andy looked us, Lea looked at him and smiled. He gave her a thumb up sign.
“We got ten minutes. I could use a sandwich,” said Andy leading Dougie away toward the stairway leading to the kitchen.
This will teach her a lesson thought Andy. She’s been getting a little too bossy and cock sure of herself lately. She needs humbling and she’s going to get it.
Katie watched from the couch as Lea rode Andy’s high tech version of Torquemada’s favorite torture device.
I’ll be up there soon thought Katie. I wonder if I could escape. But the only way out of this basement is up those steps and Andy and Dougie are up there. They’d just catch me and beat the shit out of me, maybe even kill me for not cooperating. Look at the expression on Lea’s face. She’s really hurting. It serves the bitch right. That fat ass of hers hasn’t done a lick of exercise in years. She’s soft and out of shape. At least with my yoga and aerobics classes, I’m in reasonable shape. Look at her shake. She really wants off and I doubt its been two minutes. That thing must be awful.
Katie stood up and stepped closer. She saw that Lea’s body was writhing and twisting. Beads of sweat were dripping off the tip of her nose. Muffled screams were sounding through the ball gag.
She looks desperate decided Katie. The timer says only four minutes have gone by. Her eyes are bugging out and she’s trying to scream but the ball gag prevents her. There’s blood between her legs. The edge has cut her and she’s bleeding. I could stop the machine but Andy wouldn’t like that. He’d just make it worse for me. I can’t watch anymore. I’m going to go back to the couch and drink more water to stay hydrated. Lea’s sweating and I will be too.
Katie sat on the couch and drank heavily from a large bottle of Evian. She kept her back to Lea. She didn’t want to watch the woman’s agony knowing that in a matter off minutes she would be enduring the same hellish pain. Katie drank slowly and tried to ignore what was going on behind her.
It seemed like forever before Katie heard the loud click of the timer. Andy and Dougie were walking down the stairs when it sounded.
“Right on time,” said Dougie.
Andy and Dougie lifted Lea off the machine. They stood her on her feet only to discover she wasn’t capable of standing. Andy had to support her as he unfastened the handcuffs while Dougie removed the ball gag. Lea’s hands went immediately to her crotch. She hobbled a few steps to a nearby chair and sat down. Her hands clutched her crotch.
“Andy Fastow, I could kill you for leaving me up there,” said Lea.
“I told you not to do ten minutes, but you had to prove what a painslut you are, Miss Natural Childbirth,” said Andy laughing.
“You ride that for ten minutes, don’t you laugh at me you bastard, my pussy is killing me,” said Lea starting to cry.
“I tried to talk you out of it,” said Andy walking over to put his arm around his sobbing wife.
“Get me that bottle of Vicodin out of my purse,” said Lea.
“How many?” said Andy opening Lea’s purse and removing a prescription vial.
“Four.”
“You’re only supposed to take two. These things are addictive,” said Andy.
“You give me four or so help me God, I’ll cut your nuts off while you sleep,” said Lea.
“All right, four it is but if you wind up in rehab, don’t blame me,” said Andy handing Lea the pills and a bottle of water.
“That bad, huh,” said Andy sympathetically after Lea had swallowed the pills and taken several swallows of water.
“The worst, it makes having a baby look easy,” said Lea drying her tears. “I thought I was going insane. The pain just keeps getting worse by the second. You start praying for God to strike you dead.”
“It’s getting late. Let’s see how Katie likes it,” said Andy.
“No, dear God know, I’ll do anything, just not that,” yelled Katie throwing herself at Andy’s feet.
Dougie took that as an opportunity to pull Katie’s arms behind her back and apply the handcuffs.
“Let’s get her mounted. I got a plane to catch,” said Andy pulling a sobbing screaming Katie up off the floor using her hair as a handle. Andy and Dougie carried a fighting and screaming Katie over to the machine and mounted her on the apex.
“Make sure the edge bisects her pussy in the dead center,” said Andy lifting Katie slightly to adjust her position. They attached the cuffs to Katie’s ankles.
“It’s right on her snatch,” said Dougie attaching the strapping Katie’s ankles.
“Thirty minutes at most,” said Lea.
“I was thinking an hour,” said Andy standing in front of the timer.
“She’ll be a vegetable,” said Lea.
“Thirty it is,” said Andy setting the timer and pressing the on button. The machine began a gentle rocking motion and a quiet hum filled the air.
“You bastard you didn’t gag her, you gagged me,” said Lea.
“You told me to. Besides don’t you want to listen to Katie scream and beg?’ said Andy leading Lea over to the couch.
“How do you feel about this kind of torture versus doing it yourself? I mean would you rather whip them with your own hand or just sit back and watch?” asked Dougie as he joined the two on the couch.
“That is a lazy man’s torture device. But I’m getting too old for whipping the shit out of someone. My arm gets tired. Maybe in the future, I’ll just watch. There are some other machines that Louis and I have on the drawing boards. I got an idea about using vacuums pumps on a slave’s boobs that I think will bring tit torture to a whole new level,” said Andy.
“You enjoy it too much to stand around and not get your licks in.,” said Dougie.
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