Katie Punished
Copyright© 2006 by Horatio
Chapter 23
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 23 - 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
Angie lay next to Katie on the bed on Thursday morning, one week after their encounter on the sands, and gently stroked the top of her darling's feet with the soles of her own. Katie was still asleep, her breast rising and falling gently and she was making no sound at all. Angie put her face next to that of her friend and felt her warm breath waft gently over her cheek.
"We're so lucky to have each other, darling Katie"
She prodded her Katie in her healing but still painful ribcage.
"What, Angie?" murmured a waking Katie.
"I think the bedroom should be light blue"
"Rubbish!! - pink. You are so silly sometimes, Angie - really quite pathetic!"
"Blue"
"Pink"
"Blue"
"Pink if I win our next fight, blue if you do"
"OK."
And so the day began with a walk over the Heath to the bathing pond. It was February now and a cold frost made their feet so numb with cold that they avoided the grass and stuck to the paths. "Just look at us, Katie, we are blue all over before we've even got into the water. They'll be locking us up for being raving mad before long, just for our own good"
"WE know what's good for us Angie!!. To hell with some gutless wonder of a fucking chair bound bureaucrat telling us all what's good for us."
"Right"
LATER ON THURSDAY
"Hi, Katie", said Angie over the 'phone. "Just heard four friends of ours have gone abroad for a while - a long while. In fact they won't be back ever."
THURSDAY EVENING
The two lovers lay on the rug and looked at each others' rapidly healing bodies.
"When do you think we'll be ready, Katie"
"Let's give it three weeks, when we're due to move in"
"That means we can't have the bedroom done until after"
THREE WEEKS LATER
Angie stood over her fallen friend and placed her foot triumphantly on Katie's stomach.
"Blue, my dear friend." She gave Katie's battered ribs a final vicious kick, turned away from her unconscious lover and walked back to the cottage.
THE LAST FIGHT
They had agreed to go up to Norfolk in order to avoid John watching them again. As they had walked out onto the battleground on Saturday morning just as it was becoming light.
"Angie!"
"Yes, darling?"
When it's over, the winner goes back to the cottage and the loser makes her own way back when she recovers"