The Penitent II: The Facility

Chapter Three – Punishment-1

Chapter Three – Punishment

Three days after the meeting with Madam Khe, on the morning when Kathy was to be punished, Miko woke her later than usual. “No exercise today,” Miko said. “No lessons, no swim.” She pointed to the chair beside the makeup table. Kathy had still not become accustomed to appearing naked in front of Miko and Mi Jong. She blushed as she crossed to the chair. When she was seated, Miko said, “Look at television screen. Instructions from Madam Khe.” Kathy had not been summoned by Madam Khe since their first meeting, nor had she seen Abul. She remembered almost nothing of the day of her arrival and had not asked Miko about it. If any recollection of Abul entered her mind, she quickly thought of something else. The memory of her first meeting with Abul in her house was also repressed to the point of non-existence. She knew that she had hated and feared him from the first moment she encountered him there, but that was all she remembered.

The television monitor flickered and suddenly Madam Khe’s face appeared. The face on the screen nodded. Mi Jong quickly spread Kathy’s legs, unbuckled the leather straps that held the metal covering in place over Kathy’s pubis and removed it. Then, she parted Kathy’s hairless labial lips, revealing a bright red c******s and a slit oozing with secretions. Miko held up the familiar jar of salve. Looking at it, Kathy blushed again as she felt her n*****s stiffen.

A flicker of a smile crossed Madam Khe’s face before she spoke. “I see you are aroused,” she said.

“But how can...?” Kathy began.

“The cameras,” Madam Khe reminded her. “One of them is equipped with a telephoto lens. It is aimed directly at your pretty pussy.” Kathy tried to close her legs, but Miko slapped them apart. “From the looks of things, I believe you might like very much to c*m, Mrs. Ryan. Is that correct?”

Kathy wanted to say ‘yes’ but was too embarrassed to admit it. “They rub this ointment on me three times a day. It...it...”

“It does what it is supposed to do. It keeps you highly stimulated,” Madam Khe interrupted.

“Yes,” Kathy confessed. “I...I...can’t think of anything else. It’s like that all the time. Unless...unless I can have an orgasm, I’m afraid I’ll go mad.” The first light touch of the fresh stimulant had begun to work. Blushing profusely, Kathy looked up at the video camera, “Please, Madam Khe, please let me...let me...touch myself.”

“I remind you, Mrs. Ryan, that your purpose now is to give pleasure, not receive it.” Madam Khe nodded again. Mi Jong pulled Kathy’s arms behind the chair back and cuffed her wrists together. She then secured Kathy’s ankles to a spreader bar. Squatting beside the chair, Miko began to rub the salve along the glistening inner lips of Kathy’s p***y and up into her v****a. Kathy moaned and thrust her pelvis forward, trying unsuccessfully to push her c******s against Miko’s fingers.

Madam Khe smiled at her efforts. “You see, Mrs. Ryan, we operate here on a punishmenteward system. You attempted to run away from us. As we promised, tonight you will be punished for that. Any reward we choose to grant you must be earned.” She paused, waiting for Miko to finish. When Miko stepped back, Kathy squirmed and whimpered. Her swollen c******s had doubled in size and her flow of secretions began to spot the chair.

“Rewards must be earned,” Madam Khe repeated. “Only when you have performed to our satisfaction, obeyed every command, demonstrated your devotion to your Masters, and shown your sincere gratitude for being permitted to serve them...only then might you be allowed to cum.”

In her mind, Kathy saw the image of Abul and wondered how she could ever succumb to him, how she could ever show gratitude to him. He was so despicable, so far beneath her in every respect: intellectually, socially, emotionally, and spiritually. He smelled bad. He was a filthy pig, a brutal thug, gross and ugly. It would be impossible. But the hot flow between her parted legs made her look up at the screen and whisper, “I promise to try my best, Madam Khe. I will obey and be grateful.”

“You see, Mrs. Ryan,” Madam Khe continued, “it is all a matter of control. As your need increases, the things we require of you will, shall we say, become more demanding, more unusual. In time, without chemicals, Miko’s suggestions or coercion, you will be trained to obey just as a dog is trained. When it runs and fetches, rolls over, or walks on its hind legs, it receives a bone. Now, as we are beginning to observe, your need to c*m is much more compelling than a dog’s desire for a small treat. Since your need is so great, we think your efforts to please will exceed our expectations. Do you understand, Mrs. Ryan?”

Kathy, feeling the thousands of pinpricks of heat along her slit and far up into her v****a, had heard little of Madam Khe’s speech. However, she nodded her head. Miko now stood before her holding up a device that looked strangely familiar. “It is a c******l brush,” Madam Khe explained. “I believe Miko introduced you to it several weeks ago in your home, after you had serviced Abul there.”

As the horrible memory of that night began to return, Kathy pushed it from her mind. She stared at the dull metal cap, which enclosed a round brush of soft bristles no more than a quarter of an inch long. “As you no doubt remember,” Madam Khe continued, “the stimulator is operated by a remote control. When you are in service or are being trained, one of your Masters will decide if you’ve earned a reward. With the remote control, you may be further stimulated or, if you have performed exceptionally well, the Master may let you cum.”

“You mean no one will...will penetrate me and I cannot...cannot touch myself?”

“No, never. While you are here, no one will touch you there except Miko when she applies the salve. No male will take you there nor will you receive any oral contact. You may never use your fingers to get yourself off. If you are able to earn an orgasm, it will be delivered by the mechanical device Miko is now preparing for you to wear. Your Masters will choose if you are to c*m and when you are to cum.”

Miko had coated the upper part of Kathy’s pubic area with a sticky substance. Over this, she placed a small horseshoe shaped metal seal no thicker than a sheet of paper. The open end of the horseshoe faced downward. The metal seal quickly adhered to Kathy skin. Over the metal horseshoe, Miko placed the cap. Then, Miko pressed a button on the remote, which activated a magnetic field between the seal and the cap. There was a slight click as the surfaces met. As she had on that fateful night after Abul had left, Kathy now felt against her c******s the soft circular brush.

“It will be your best friend while you are here,” Madam Khe said. “No,” she amended, “that’s wrong. It will be your only friend. As you can see, the cap covers your vaginal orifice and your c******s. Your pee hole is unobstructed. During your stay, the cap will be removed only for treatments with the stimulating ointment.”

“But when...,” Kathy began.

“When will we let you c*m?” Madam Khe interrupted. “When you have earned it. Tonight you may be given an opportunity to show us how great your need has become.”

“I...I’ll do anything,” Kathy pleaded.

“We will see, Mrs. Ryan, we will see.” The screen went blank. Kathy was fed a substantial meal, then a warm drink, which put her to sleep until late in the afternoon.

When she awakened, she was first given an enema, then told to take a bath. While she was bathing, Miko and Mi Jong, following Madam Khe’s instructions, laid out the cosmetics, the oil, the perfumes, and the clothes with which they were to prepare Kathy for the evening’s entertainment. Mi Jong held out to Miko a handful of the tiny hollow acupuncture needles. “How many?” she asked.

“For the punishment, none.”

“No needles?” Mi Jong was puzzled.

“Madam Khe want to see how much control we have over the woman with only the stimulator.” Mi Jong was about to put the needles away when Miko stopped her. “Keep out ten of them and fill two of those from the drug bottle. After the punishment, Abul might want the American woman taken to his quarters. For that, the needles will be necessary.”

“Yes,” Mi Jong agreed, “the woman’s spirit is strong. Without the needles, she would resist. Is she to receive only two that have been filled with the drug? She needs more, I think.”

“That’s true. If Abul requires much of her, two will not be enough. But these are Madam Khe’s orders.”

When Kathy came out of the bathroom, she looked at the preparations in surprise. “Miko, what is all of this for?”

“When we take to punishment place you must look like beautiful rich American woman.”

“Taken where? I don’t understand.”

“What you think punishment for running away will be?” Miko asked.

“I’m not sure. Working in the kitchen, maybe cleaning pots and pans, scrubbing floors, rubbing down the horses in the stable, something like that.”

Mi Jong laughed and Miko shook her head. “All day I wonder why you so calm. Sometimes it best to be stupid.”

“Well tell me, then. What kind of punishment?”

“In little while, you will know. Must get ready now.” She motioned for Kathy to lie down on the bed that had been fitted with a plastic sheet. Then she and Mi Jong rubbed her body and face with a milky white oil, which gave her pale skin a high sheen. After seating her at the table, they applied eye makeup and a vivid red lipstick and gloss.

Kathy’s fingernails and toenails had grown longer. “Please, Mi Jong, may I cut them?” she asked.

“No. Shape only and I do it.” She filed Kathy’s nails, removed the old polish and coated them again with a red lacquer. When Mi Jong was finished, Miko dipped a fine brush into a small pot of bright red body paint. She applied this to Kathy’s n*****s, then brushed them with the lipstick gloss. Next, she made her bend over the chair. While Mi Jong held Kathy’s ass cheeks apart, Miko again dipped her brush into the pot and applied the red paint to the small pink puckered hole of Kathy’s anus. Kathy’s protest was answered with a hard, stinging slap. Miko then spread a thin film of oil over the red circle.

“Red is favorite color of the men who are waiting for you,” she said. Together she and Mi Jong dressed Kathy in a navy blue blazer, a matching wool skirt, and dark blue pumps with a very high heel. She wore no undergarments, no blouse, and no jewelry. “Abul want you to look like rich American, just like first time. His guest is Mr. Narimov, big politician who does business in America. Same as Abul, he hates American women.”

“You say I was dressed like this the first time but Miko, I don’t remember it at all. Why can’t I remember?”

Miko ignored her question. “It is on tape. Someday we show you.”

“The punishment,” Kathy said, “I know Abul will be there, but Madam Khe is in charge of it, isn’t she?”

“No, she just watch on TV monitor in her room.”

“Are you saying that Abul will...will...”

“What you think?” Miko said.

“Oh God, Miko,” Kathy gripped the edge of the chair. “That disgusting man...he frightens me. Just the thought of him looking at me...touching me. I’m afraid, Miko!”

“Should have thought of that before running away.” Miko fastened the collar around Kathy’s neck and snapped a thin four-foot length of silver chain to it. “Time to go,” she said. “You know how to greet Abul and his guest?”

Kathy had not stood up. “I...I...don’t remember,” she said.

“You get on knees, crawl to them, head bowed. You say nothing. You kiss their feet then back away. Not look up.”

Kathy shook her head. “Kiss Abul’s feet?! No, I can’t do that! I don’t care what they do. I swear to you, I will not ever touch that horrible man’s dirty feet. I can’t stand to look at him. To get on my knees and crawl to him and kiss his feet...never! You must be crazy!”

Miko and Mi Jong exchanged looks and smiled. “You have much to learn, American woman, much to learn,” Miko said. She jerked on the chain. Mi Jong gripped Kathy’s arm. They led her along the hall and down a long flight of stairs. The door at the bottom swung open to admit them to a circular room with walls made of huge square cut gray stones. In the center of the room stood a thick wooden post. Above it hung two chains attached to ropes, which ran through pulleys and were secured to a railing against the far wall. A bright circle of light shown down on the post.