Chapter 8: Frustration

Waiting quietly in Karl's room after her shower, Helen had undressed and was lying on the bed reflecting on what had happened to her in the last few days. She still didn't think of the six-month gap in her life as real. Every time she thought she was beginning to understand what was happening and believed that she had had every experience there was, it seemed that something new happened, or was done to her, most of which she enjoyed but some of which was very painful. Was Karl going to use his new whip on her tonight? If so, why try it on Paula first? Was that just to show Frank that Karl was still the boss?

When Karl came in, he had to admit to himself that the picture created by Helen lying on his bed naked, vulnerable and asleep was very tempting. He had been at least an hour watching Frank and Paula fucking and sucking and generally doing whatever he told them. Not only did he enjoy watching other people have sex, it had been important to him to exert his authority over them, as he was afraid that Frank might think that Karl was showing a weakness by giving Paula to him instead of selling her or sending her to the dormitories. Really she was still Karl's and all 'giving' her to Frank meant was that Frank was now allowed to fuck the latest cast-off as well as using her mouth and tits.

Moving quickly, Karl had handcuffed both Helen's wrists to the head of the bed before she was awake enough to realise what was happening. Seeing Karl had finally come to join her, she lay quietly and let him fasten her ankles also. The only thing that worried her was that she was lying on her back, was Karl going to whip her belly and breasts, as he had whipped Paula's breasts? If he only whipped her thighs she wouldn't mind, but she was afraid that the softer skin between her cunt and her shoulders would be seriously damaged if he used that whip on her. She doubted if Paula's tits would ever lose the mark he had given her tonight.

Karl then took his clothes off and was doing something on the bedside table where she couldn't see. When he turned round he said, "Helen, I'm going to blindfold you now so that your appreciation of what is happening will be both enhanced and more frightened. Because you can't see what's coming, you won't be shying away from it, and because you aren't prepared for it you will feel it all the more."

"Are you going to hurt me a lot?" Helen asked, very quietly as Karl fitted a mask like one they gave you on long journeys to help you sleep over her eyes and adjusted it to be sure she couldn't see anything. Then he moved away without replying and Helen could hear him making some sort of preparations, but without being able to see, she couldn't work out what he was doing.