The Pain Alternative
Chapter 4

Copyright© 2011 by Shani 34

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - A woman on holiday with her family is caught shoplifting. She is told the penalty is either prison or a public caning. She reluctantly accepts the caning. This story describes her interview with the Man from the Ministry as he explains what will happen in the morning.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Reluctant   Rape   Coercion   Fiction   Incest   BDSM   Spanking   Humiliation   White Couple   Black Male   White Female   First   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Voyeurism  

As they settled in their seats on the plane to fly home at the end of their awful holiday, Sophie looked pale and stressed. Michael took her hand and whispered, “It’s all over now darling, soon be back home and you can forget all about it.”

Sophie grimaced, and muttered, “I don’t think any of us will ever forget it.” Michael squeezed her hand, knowing what she meant. He certainly had visual memories that would give him erections for years. He tried to ignore what the Colonel had said about them having to entertain guests in their home from time to time!

Trying to lighten the mood, he couldn’t help teasing her by whispering, “Is your bum still very sore?”

Sophie didn’t have the energy to glare at him, and anyway he was right, her bum was still sore from the savage caning she had received in the Colonel’s office. And the memory that it was her husband who had started the beating by giving her a dozen with that horrid leather strap just added to her torment, even though Michael had been told to do it.

After a few minutes she sighed, “I’m really sorry about stealing that stupid bracelet, darling, I really messed up our holiday, didn’t I?” She looked charmingly contrite, and Michael had to struggle to look sympathetic. His erection was surging as he remembered giving his wife those twelve hard strokes with the tawse. But he knew that she had been given a sound caning after that, he and their children had been able to hear the cane strokes through the wall of the Colonel’s office!

Thinking back to how, some days ago, his wife had been waiting naked on that public stage, expecting to be caned there, he sighed, “You were just lucky that Mr Jacoob decided to pardon you, and let you off the public caning.” Michael wondered why on earth they had done that, with all those people waiting eagerly to watch it happen. Him included!

“Oh god yes, that would have been frightful! In front of everybody too! Imagine Tim seeing his mom being caned!” Michael looked away, unable to hide the grin as he remembered the look on Tim’s face as he watched her getting the strap in the Colonel’s office. He was quite certain Tim would have loved to have watched the caning she got later. “But why couldn’t they have let us know before I got up on that awful stage?”

“Of course, darling, you really did deserve to be punished, and we both thought you had got away with it yet again. Maybe the Colonel did you a favour by completing the punishment that you so obviously deserved. Do you think, when I get you home, that I should get a cane, and punish you myself if you go shoplifting again?”

To Michael’s delight, his wife squeezed his hand tightly but didn’t responded for some time, sitting beside him biting her lip nervously, her whole body shuddering! He was almost sure she was having an orgasm! Was she really reacting so strongly to the idea that he might get a cane and use it on her? What Michael didn’t know was that, just as he whispered those words to Sophie, in the seat across the aisle his son Tim had actuated the remote, and the vibrator in his wife’s pussy was sending constant waves of pleasure through her body. Somehow she managed to sit still and not groan, and after a short period of intense pleasure the horrid thing went silent. After several minutes of deep breathing, she turned to her husband and whispered, “Yes dear, I think you should. I really must give up shop lifting.”

The two girls, sitting behind their parents, had also been going through some very mixed emotions. Jessica had guessed from Lisa’s shuddering and gasping that she also had a vibrator in her, and she had taken Lisa’s hand and squeezed it as her own vibrator tormented her pussy. When it was over, Lisa looked up at her older sister and hissed, “You’ve got one too?”

Jessica nodded silently as her pulse slowed, then she bent over and kissed the younger girl on the cheek, and whispered, “Don’t tell mom or dad, or Tim. I guess we should try and get some sleep.”

While they had been running, the vibrators had given them sensations that neither girl had experienced before their holiday began, and now they sat holding hands and gasping as they struggled to relax. Tim, seated on his own in a seat opposite his parents, sat looking out the window and thinking back over the last few days, especially when he had been instructed to lift Jessica’s skirt and apply that heavy strap across her tightly folded bottom. Shortly after, he had watched Jessica shudder as the actuator triggered whatever was inside her into action. Now, as he pressed the actuator again, he regretted that he couldn’t see Jessica from where he was seated, so wasn’t able to watch her response. But the thought that he was probably giving her an orgasm every time he pressed the button was mind boggling.

He didn’t yet realize that the actuator he was holding had been inducing the same reaction in his mother and Lisa as he had seen when Jessica was struggling to cope in front of the grinning Colonel. He just knew that, before boarding the plane, the Colonel had instructed him to operate the button every half hour throughout the journey home, and he was too scared of the Colonel and his enforcers to disobey. He wondered what would happen if he fell asleep and missed one of the scheduled button presses! Should he ask one of the flight attendants to take over pressing the button, while he slept? No, he realized they would assume it was a trigger for a bomb! He contemplated asking his parents, but didn’t want to involve them in what he thought was a private thing between himself and his older sister. He glanced at his watch, twenty minutes to go before he had to press it again. He wished he could watch Jessica as she shuddered and squirmed! But he still didn’t realize his mother and his younger sister would also be shuddering and squirming.


After they landed, Tim hadn’t dared press the actuator as they queued to get off the plane, or in the terminal, in case security people saw him do so, or noticed Jessica acting strangely while going through immigration. He decided that the Colonel must have intended the thing was just for use on the plane. He worried about what would happen if customs found it on him and pressed the button, causing his sister to stagger and groan in front of everyone! But he knew they would suspect the device was something more sinister than just something to pleasure his sister, so he buried the actuator deep in his hand luggage and vowed to throw it away when they got home.

In the terminal, they were met by a man in chauffeur uniform, and a beautiful young woman smartly but sexily dressed in a tight white blouse and short tight black leather skirt. She introduced herself as Miss Yelda, then turned and led the Russell family to a limousine. Miss Yelda sat in the front passenger seat while the driver helped the Russells with their luggage, then held the door for them to climb into the back of the car. None of them had been in a full sized limo before, there was lots of room. They each dutifully took the seats that the driver indicated. Tim and his dad were seated against the front partition, facing back toward the three females, who now sat side by side on the rear couch seat.

The driver got in the front of the vehicle, but before driving off he turned to face them through the open window in the privacy screen. He looked at Tim. “May I have the actuator, please, sir?” Blushing scarlet, Tim fished it out of his hand baggage and handed it over. Miss Yelda, twisted around in her seat so she also could see the Russells, took the actuator. The driver grinned as Miss Yelda said softly, “Enjoy, ladies,” and pressed the button. Sophie managed a strangled “Please no more”, as the vibrator in her cunt started up yet again. Watching the three girls, Tim finally realized that Jessica wasn’t the only one with a vibrator in her pussy, and he groaned to think what he had done to the three of them every thirty minutes for the many hours of the long flight home.

 
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