Katie Punished
Copyright© 2006 by Horatio
Chapter 14
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Fun-loving attractive redhead Katie falls foul of the law while covering a Central Asian news story. A corrupt police chief keeps her nude and chained in all weathers for many long and humiliating weeks.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mind Control Slavery BDSM MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Sadistic Torture First
On Friday morning, the excellent Jean came dashing into her boss's office as soon as a shivering Katie arrived fresh from the pond.
"Hi, Katie, gosh you look freezing today!"
"Thanks for the vote of confidence!" said a rather irritable Katie "Don't we bother knocking any more? You haven't got yourself my job just yet, you know."
"Oh. Sorry, Katie." and the girl's lip quivered - she was near to tears.
"Sorry, my dear old love - I'm just getting a bit ratty with all this trouble."
Katie put her arms around the girl and kissed her on the cheek.
"Make sure you leave at lunch today. No - correction - take the rest of the day off and once again - forgive me!"
The girl smiled through her tears and said " I'll do a full day's work if that's OK Katie, but thanks anyway. I wanted to tell you about yesterday. I followed that old girl, like you said, and she went all the way up to Hampstead on the tube and I had to get in the lift with her or I'd have lost her. I'm pretty sure she didn't see me. I followed her down to a pub called "The Flask" in Flask Walk and she met up with another fat woman and a nasty looking man. I couldn't hear what they were saying and they all seemed to be set for a long session, so I left. I didn't want to make them think I was watching them. I hope I did OK"
"You did fine, darling Jean! Have a look at this picture - recognise him?"
"Oh. Yes! That's the man she met at the Flask. Recognise him anywhere!!
So, thought Katie, the bugger probably lives in Hampstead, the very place I want to go to make my home!
LATER
"Ministry of Defence - Good Morning etc etc"
"Katie, my sweet! You'll get me the sack phoning me at work like this!"
"Balls!! The Civil Service never sack anybody, so don't give me that bullshit! That's why a bone idle lump of lard like you joined it in the first place, instead of getting yourself a REAL job like me!"
"God, am I going to relish kicking your butt on Thursday! What do you want any way my angel love?"
"Fancy a drink in Hampstead after work?"
"Too right, sweetie, where do we meet?"
"We don't - here's what I want you to do"
And Katie directed her dearest friend to go to the Flask and keep her eyes and ears open, hoping and praying that this sweetest and most precious of girls would come to no harm. She would kill herself if she did, she really would. After all, Angie had an appointment on Thursday to get her arse whipped!
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