David had a restless night on the boat wondering whether or not Kathy would phone. He wondered what his mother was up to. She'd looked strangely excited when he spoke to her in the kitchen last night and he'd heard moans from behind her bedroom door but all she said was, "I've just punished Kathy's father for his part in this affair. Now I have to look after him for a bit. Kathy knows what I did to him but it doesn't concern you at the moment. She said she is going to make up her mind tonight on whether she wishes to return to your care and will phone you on the boat in the morning with her instructions for you. I guess she would want to punish you for what you did to her before agreeing to come back." Although he tried to find out more, his mother refused to say.

So he tossed and turned in the bunk. He'd slept alone in it many times but now it seemed so empty. She'd only been with him a few days and yet it seemed forever. Looking back over what he'd done to her, there was little he really regretted. "Yes, I sort of imprisoned her but we would never had met otherwise. I spanked her but it was only a spanking. I virtually raped her the first few times but she seemed to like it, certainly she did towards the end. I know she enjoyed the boat trips. Perhaps it was a mistake to set her schoolwork. I didn't force her to do it and she didn't.



"Is that any easier Graham?" Gracie had bathed his arse with cool water and put some cold cream on. He'd had a couple of painkillers but was still tied to the bed.

"A little Grace. Still bloody painful."

"You don't swear is this house Graham."

"When are you going to untie me please?"

"When I think it is safe to do so. Maybe before I come to bed, maybe not. Would you like to phone your home to let them know you won't be back tonight?" He did with Gracie holding the phone for him.

"Gracie? Has this thrashing wiped my slate clean? Do you think I can start again with Kathy?"

"As far as I am concerned it has but I cannot speak for your daughter. She may have far more grudges against you that I have no knowledge of. That will be between you and her but I would think it has at least partially wiped it clean. Much depends on how you keep the promises you made on the phone last night. As yet I don't even know if she will come back to you or us. I will do all I can to keep her safe but, as you know, she makes up her own mind." The conversation was cut short by David's return and it was nearly an hour later that she returned to the bedroom.

"Graham, You seem calm enough for me to untie you so I'm going to do that. Then I'll help you to the toilet and put you to bed for the night. My guess is that you'll have to call in sick in the morning." He assumed he would be put in David's bed and was surprised when she brought him back to hers and then prepared herself for bed. As she climbed in beside him she whispered, "If you can use punishment to make a woman go to bed with a man, then I can do the same." Her hand slid down his body and clasped the prick she seen several times that evening and tried to ignore. "I know you're a bit sore so we'll just play a little for now.

"I'm more than a little sore after what you did! Still I won't mind playing a little. It's been a long time."



David anxiously watched the clock. 9 a.m. 10 a.m. 11 a.m. He wanted to phone his mother but didn't want the phone to be engaged if Kathy called. 11:15 it rang and it was in his hand almost before the end of the first ring. "Hi. Is that Captain Streaky?"

"Hi Kathy. Are you okay? You’re not hurt or anything? Where are you?"

"Hey, one question at a time. I'm fine. Where I am doesn't matter for the moment. The real question is whether or not I should come back to you. Do you want me to come back?"

"Oh yes Kathy, please come back. I know I've done some things I regret but I'll try and make it up to you."

"Do you regret taking me prisoner Streaky?"

"No," he answered vehemently, "If I hadn't done that, we would never have met."

"At least you're honest. I don't regret that either but I do think you ought to be punished like I was for going along with my father's plans. Punished in the way I think appropriate."

"If that's what it takes, then I'll go along with it. I want you back Kathy. Please where are you?"

"Let me unwind this videotape from around the anklet…"

"A magnetic shield. Of course. Brilliant idea Kathy…"

"It was your mother's. I couldn't have escaped without outside help."

"You're at mother's now. Can I come and pick you up?" David was excited now and he didn't want to do anything to offend her and send her away again.

"Of course, provided you still agree to my getting my own back on your arse tomorrow."

"Why not today?"

"You'll find out tomorrow. Your mother says that it will be lunchtime soon so come and eat with us. Daddy may have to stand and maybe you'll have to too for tomorrow night's meal."

As soon as he was in the house, David lifted her until her feet were well off the floor and kissed her hard and long until she cried out. "Put me down you long streak of piss!"

"I told your father earlier, we don't allow swearing in this house Kathy so please mind what you say," Gracie chided the girl.

"Sorry mummy."

"And don't be cheeky either," Gracie laughed although she felt rather pleased that Kathy had called her that."

Later, when they were on the boat and cuddling in the bunk after a gentle fuck, Kathy whispered, "Did you know your mother slept with my father last night?" David looked at her in surprise. "Well they did. And you ought to see the state of dad's arse. Gracie hit him real hard. Sixteen times. I heard it on the phone but thought it didn't sound too hard and that daddy was being a wimp and yelling his head off. This morning I insisted on seeing if she'd punished him properly and his arse is all purple and blue and red. Terrible sight. I wouldn't want to cross your mum even though she helped me to get out of your clutches."

"Well your in them again now," David laughed clasped her tight.

Kathy giggled and tried to free herself. "I'll get my own back on you tomorrow you beast."



"Have we enough fuel to get to that place where we trawled on the first day out?"

"Plenty. Is that where you want to go? There's more wind today."

The sky was overcast and the wind made the boat rock as they slowly forged ahead of the tide towing the trawl. Kathy looked round. "There's no other boats close by. Take your trousers off Streaky but you'd better keep you lifejacket on. We don't want to breach safety regulations do we? Up on deck with you. Time for your punishment captain."

David had an inkling of what she intended to do and wondered just how far she would go. However far it was, he was going to have to take it if he was to keep her. He made his way to the mast. "I'm going to tie your hands with this halyard and pull them up the mast. Oddly David noticed she'd used the correct term for the rope, more than what she was doing. The cool breeze chilled his bum but he guessed she'd soon be warming it and wondered just how painful it would be. A rope left welts that would show for a long while. Her spanking marks lasted two days at the most. He'd have to go through with it though. In any case, now his hands were tied and above his head, he had little option.

Kathy came up from the cockpit with a length of rope. "You ready for your flogging now Streaky?"

"Yes, ma'am." He didn't plead or make excuses. Kathy swung the rope. It caught him low down. The boat's rocking had spoiled her aim but it had left a painful red line across the top of both legs. She shortened the rope and didn't swing so hard for the remainder of his punishment.

"I'm giving you a dozen because that's a nice round number and I think you should be able to take that many and still be able to fuck me on the chart table afterwards." David knew she was being more lenient with him than his mother was to Graham but still his arse was sore afterwards and it would be painful to sit for a few days. Still it was a small price to pay for the girl her loved. For the next ten minutes, fishing was forgotten while he fucked her as she had asked. Her sitting on the chart table with her legs wrapped around his tender arse.