"They were going to rape me," Anne gasped when she picked herself up. "They were going to rape me in the churchyard." Tears once more flowed from Anne's eyes. Never had she cried as much as in the last 24 hours or so.

"I wondered if you would turn up. Marion said you were thrown out of her place hours ago." Geoff ignored her pathetic expression. "Are you hoping to stay? You know what you have to do if that is the case. Or shall I put you back outside and call the boys?" He tried to sound as if it didn't matter to him, one way or the other but secretly he was hoping she'd agree to stay and be owned and punished by him. He'd often imagined what it would be like to own a woman and this could be his one opportunity. This woman, while not his ideal, would serve but she had yet to even apologise for wrecking his car or to thank him for trying to keep her out of prison. She would soon.

"You wouldn't…" But when he pulled her by the arm she knew he most probably would. "Stop, Geoff please. I'm sorry."

"Well that's a pitiful attempt at an apology. Perhaps I didn't make it quite clear earlier or maybe you thought I would forget. If you want to stay here under my protection you have to three things to do. The first is realise you were completely in the wrong yesterday and to apologise sincerely for what you did. Secondly, and more importantly, you have to agree to be owned and used by me until such time as you've paid off your debt for keeping you from the police and for sorting out your other money problems. Thirdly, you have to ask me to punish you for your behaviour so far. Now you've had many hours to think about it, more than the one hour I originally gave you, so either agree or walk back out of the door. Make your mind up now. If you stay your body will be sore before you go to bed. Don't expect me to be kind to you until I see a definite change in the way you treat others."

"You bloody pervert! You just want to see me cry while you whip the shit out of me. You just want a tame sex toy for free. You're a…" Before she could finish the sentence Anne felt herself being propelled towards the front door. Geoff didn't say a word; he didn't need to. Anne's fear of the youths was greater than her fear of him. They might still be waiting outside or with their mates in the town centre. And where would she sleep tonight if Marion didn't let her back in. No doubt she would have the door chain on by now. She'd hoped he would relent over her punishment after her near rape but he wasn't going to be influenced by it. Grabbing his hand as he went to turn the latch she pleaded, "Geoffrey, please don't send me away. You can do what you want with me. I am sorry for wrecking your car last night. It was my fault." Slowly she sank to the floor sobbing in utter despair. Having resisted for so long now she'd finally given in, exhausted and too weak mentally to fight any longer.

"Come Annie, let's get it over with," Geoff whispered as his arms encircled her body and lifted her from the floor. For a minute or two he held her close in a bear hug and kissed her forehead. "Come Annie," he repeated and led her through the kitchen. "You know where the toilet is. Do what you have to and then undress and go into the bedroom. Don't make it worse for yourself by refusing or objecting. Just do it." He watched her climb the first few stairs and then went to the garage where he collected the items he'd put together in anticipation of her return. Not having done anything like this before, none of the proper equipment for restraining and whipping a person was at hand. Sorting through the stock stored 'in case it might come in useful', he found a roll of three inch wide Pirelli webbing left over from repairing his armchairs and two skipping ropes that he'd bought for his young nieces when they visited several years previously. From the roll of rubberised webbing he cut a two-foot length and reduced the width of one end to form a crude handle. "This will make an effective strap and shouldn't cause any real damage," he thought after having tried it on his own palm and found it stung badly. "Should I split the ends like a tawse," he asked himself but decided against the extra work and he couldn't see the purpose of the split ends. The cotton ropes only needed the handles removing before they were ready for use.

Anne was slowly undressing when he entered the bedroom. He didn't hurry her but waited until she was naked before ordering her to lie face down on the bed. Quickly he looped the bight of one rope around her ankles and fastened it the foot rail. Anne yelled. She hadn't expected to be tied down and began struggling. "Calm down dear, it's going to happen whether you struggle or not and you are more likely to hurt yourself in the struggle." Geoff put a knee in the small of her back and then secured her wrists to the bed head. Anne tried to voice her protest but the necktie gag he'd used earlier was effective in silencing her.

"Anne, I daresay you never been thrashed before and I've never done it to anyone although I've often fancied doing it. Now I feel I have a just cause because I know that if I don't you will never mend your ways and I will suffer, you will suffer and everyone around you will suffer. In some ways I'm looking forward to doing it but I guess you're not. No matter. When I've finished, you will be extremely sore but that will go after a few days and there will be no need for a repeat unless you give me good reason. I'm going to use a wide strap, which I expect, will send ferocious pains through your body but shouldn't damage your bones or cut you. Remember this is a punishment. It is meant to hurt. Remember too that you have given your body for me to own. Seeing you lying there naked and helpless has already made me horny so afterwards you will have to take care of my needs. Understand?" Anne shook her head, no. "I didn't ask if you agreed, I asked if you understood. Did you?" This time Anne dumbly nodded.

Geoff started at the back of her thighs and brought the first stroke down hard. The flesh across both legs turned white with the impact and then reddened. Anne's body jerked and a muffled cry came from her mouth. Geoff repeated the stroke slightly higher with a similar result. He knew he was hurting her, he knew he was going to take his revenge on her flesh for having wrecked his car and for endangering the lives of everyone by driving whilst so drunk. He hoped he was going to enjoy making her suffer but seeing her hurting like that, he wasn't so sure. Slowly he worked his way along her buttocks until he reached the base of her spine. By then Anne had taken fourteen terrible hits and lay sobbing into the now wet pillow. All the wide welts overlapped and her arse was one homogenous area of fiery red pain. "That's enough for now Annie. It's over." Geoff was disgusted with himself because inwardly he wanted to carry on, he wanted to turn her over and slash her front but he could see she wouldn't take much more pain. She would have to do something about his hard cock though. "Annie girl, you're going to cost me much more than if I paid a whore so I'm going to get my money's worth," Geoff told himself. Freeing his cock he held it to her face. "Suck it Annie," he demanded, "Suck it like you did in the shower this morning but this time there will be no spitting it out. Just be thankful I'm not climbing on top of you and fucking you properly." He removed her gag and before she had time to comment, pushed his cock between her lips and held her head. "Suck it girl. Don't lie there like a rag doll."

"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" Anne repeated to herself over and over again but she started to suck knowing that if she didn't he could cause her even more pain. Shortly afterwards she felt him erupt within her mouth but he didn't remove his cock for several minutes.

"Lie still for a bit while I'll run a cool bath for you to soak in. If you promise not to start screaming I'll leave the gag off. Do you promise?" Hesitatingly Anne nodded her assent.



"Oh God I do hurt so bad. I was sure he was going to fuck me after I got out of the bath, his cock was hard again when we came to bed" Anne mused. " I wonder why he didn't? Did he really care that he would hurt me after the hell of a thrashing? All he did was maul my tits and then hug me before he fell asleep." It was 2:33 a.m. and she had hardly slept at all. Her arse was terribly sore and swollen and the effect of the Anadin tablets was wearing off but she couldn't move without waking Geoff, her owner. The pair lay on their sides, face to face, their bodies touching. Geoff had one arm protectively around her shoulders. "I can feel his cock against my mound but it's not hard now. Not like it was when he came to bed. Wish I dare bring my knees up and crush the bastard's balls. God this pain is getting worse. I really ought to sue him but then the whole story would come out and I could still be the one in jail. However did I get into this mess? I'm going to have to try and move and get another couple of Anadins." She tried to slowly lift the arm from her. Geoff woke.

"What's up Annie? Need more painkillers and cream?"

"Yeah and I'm bloody thirsty."

"The correct answer should have been, 'Yes please and may I have a drink please.' The way you say things is very important."

"Dammit man, don't you know I hurt like hell," she said under her breath and then out loud, "Yes please and may I have a drink please Sir."

"Forget the Sir bit. Just ask nicely. Do you need to pee?"

She did but soon found every step was agony and she didn't dare sit but she resisted asking for help. As she limped passed the full-length mirror on the wardrobe door, she caught a glimpse of her now very colourful arse. "I ought to go to Social Services and show them that. He'd be put away," Again she knew she couldn't do it but she resolved to get her own back somehow.

"Painfully pretty," Geoff commented as he entered the room, "But not less than you deserved. I just hope for your sake, this is the one and only time I will have to do it to you. Here's your drink and tablets." Anne silently took them. "What do you say?"

"Thank you," she muttered not wishing to upset him. "Oh my God, the bastard's getting a hard-on looking at me. I don't suppose it will be long before he fucks me." Anne's thoughts were correct.

"Bend over the bed Annie, so I can put the cream on." When she was in position, Geoff pushed her legs a little further apart and applied the cream to the sore places before turning his attentions to her cunt. Anne protested but a light smack quickly reminded her of the situation. Carefully he fingered her opening and then sucked her clit. Although mentally Anne wanted to close her legs and keep him out, her body responded to his attentions and her juices began to flow. "Before you start complaining, remember I am your owner and I am now going to use what I own." Slowly he inserted his cock and began to quietly fuck her. Anne tried to lie still and just let him have his way but the foreplay and now the stimulation of his cock was too great and her arse began to move albeit only a small amount because of the pain. Even so it was enough for her to orgasm well before Geoff shot his load. Kneeling again, he tongued and kissed her opening and then offered his cock to her mouth for cleaning. "Don't even think about refusing Anne. I've cleaned you and now you'll clean me. Reluctantly she did so.

It was still only 3:14 a.m. when they climbed into bed and he cuddled her closely to him. Anne wanted to resist but somehow felt warm and safe with his arms around her. "It's Sunday so we can lie in but if you need more cream put on before then, wake me," Geoff whispered in her ear.

"Don't you really mean, putting more cream in me?" Anne replied bitterly.

"Depends on how much you stimulate me dear."