All the President's Men 2: Tyler's Tasty Treat (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 9

  “He’s not going to use that on her, is he?” she asked with a shiver.

  “Yes, baby, but remember they talked about this beforehand and she is aware of what is coming. He’s used it on her before and he is very skilled with it. He won’t hurt her.”

  “How can something like that not hurt?” Tammy was remembering how bad her back had hurt, and she didn’t even know what they had used on her.

  “Baby, it won’t be the same as what was done to you. Those men wanted to hurt you. Marc is not going to hurt Carrie, he loves her. Toby is warming her up with the flogger, and before the whip even touches her, she will be close to subspace. I’ve never seen Marc use his whip to punish Carrie. This must be a reward for something.”

  “How can this be a reward? A whip has to hurt.” Tammy was so confused, but the woman bound to the cross wasn’t flinching away from the sounds the whip was making like she was and she could see the woman writhing and hear her moaning sounds. It didn’t sound like she was feeling pain—the exact opposite actually. She sounded like it was something she wanted, badly.

  Tyler held Tammy and nuzzled her neck, trying to get her to relax. He knew this scene would be difficult for her, but wanted her to see that it was not all about pain. Marc was a master with the whip and he knew the example provided could do a lot to change Tammy’s perceptions of pain play.

  “Do you use a whip?” she asked, still flinching with every crack heard.

  “Yes, I have in the past. It is something we will talk about, but we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do and we will not be playing with one tonight,” he said, trying to reassure her. He slipped his hand down between her legs. She was bone dry…not good. He was going to have to be very careful.

  Tammy couldn’t take her eyes off the scene before her. Toby had stopped flogging Carrie and was standing in front of her, talking to her. Tammy couldn’t hear what he was saying, but she could see Carrie nodding and Toby smile back.

  “He’s probably asking how she is doing and how she feels. He wants to make sure that she is okay to continue and doesn’t need any water or to adjust anything before Marc starts using the whip. She will go into subspace quickly when he uses the whip and may not be able to ask for anything. Marc and Toby know her well enough to know what her limits are. If they were with a new sub they would not push her as hard, but they have been with Carrie for a long time and are very in tune with her.”

  Toby had finished talking and had started flogging Carrie again, this time with more intensity and concentrating mainly on her ass.

  “Marc is going to start on her very soon. Toby wants to make sure she is where they want her to be. As soon as Marc is ready, Toby will stand in front of her to observe her responses.”

  Tammy wanted to look away but couldn’t. How could anyone stand something like that? How could you do that to someone you loved? How could you let someone do that to you?

  Marc moved in front of Carrie and started to talk to her. Again, Tammy couldn’t hear, but could see Carrie nodding.

  “He’s just checking with her. Even though Toby just talked with her, Marc needs to be sure she is in the right head space. He does not want to hurt her.”

  Marc moved behind Carrie and Toby stood in front of her so she was sandwiched between both men. Marc reached around and pinched both of Carrie’s nipples, pulling and twisting them. Whispering something in her ear, he stepped back and took position.

  Toby placed both hands on her shoulders and looked deep into her eyes, focusing her on him.

  When the first lash hit Carrie’s back, Tammy gave a little scream and wrenched out of Tyler’s lap.

  “No!” she screamed and started for the stage.

  Tyler grabbed her and held her tight.

  Marc and Toby stopped the scene. Marc jumped off the stage while Toby tended to Carrie.

  “What the fuck, man?” Marc said to Tyler, hands on his hips.

  “Sorry, man, she’s new and I should not have let her watch. Is your girl okay?” Tyler was apologetic. He had a firm hold on Tammy who had stopped struggling and was now hanging her head in shame.

  “I’m so sorry,” she whispered, shuffling her feet uncomfortably.

  Tyler pulled her closer and after apologizing again to Marc, Toby, and Carrie, led her off to a private room.

  Grabbing the first key he saw, he led her to the school room. Perfect. Just the right place for a little discipline. Time to school his girl, he thought laughing to himself at his own joke.

  Tammy was mortified. Tyler had told her how important it was not to disturb the scene and she had totally fucked up, not only embarrassing herself, but Tyler, too. What was going to happen now? Marc had really been pissed when he came to talk to Tyler, and Tyler had told him he would “take care of it”. What did that mean? Was he going to whip her now?

  Her back had just healed and she didn’t think she could go through that again. Leave, she had to leave, her panicked brain told her. Twisting and turning, she tried to free herself from Tyler. When he stopped to grab a key, she took off running. She had to get away.

  “What the fuck?” Tyler said out loud, taking off behind her.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Tammy was frantic, she didn’t remember how they had come in and didn’t know where the door was. All she could do was run.

  Luckily, it was quiet and the club was almost empty, so Tammy wasn’t bothering anyone, but he had to catch her. Damn, the girl could run fast.

  Finally catching up to her, Tyler grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder. The few people in the club clapped and he stormed off to the school room.

  Tammy was kicking and hitting his back with her fists, demanding to be let down.

  Tyler smacked her on the ass and told her, “Calm the fuck down.”

  Getting the door open while dealing with a struggling woman was difficult, but he managed it. Locking the door before he set her down, he flipped her off his shoulder and grabbed her by both upper arms to hold her still.

  “What the fuck was that all about?” he demanded, slightly out of breath.

  “You’re going to hurt me, and I have to get out of here,” she answered, frantically looking for a way out.

  “Tammy, settle down. No one, especially not me, is going to hurt you. You are going to get a good spanking, but it will be nothing like what you’ve been through. We talked about this. Safe, sane, and consensual.” He said, pulling her towards a chair where he sat and pulled her into his lap.

  “Baby, you will be fine. I will not let anyone hurt you. It was too soon for you to watch that scene. I thought you were ready. I’ll make it right with Marc, and the others. Don’t worry about it.”

  He felt her relax and turned her face to his. “Now tell me, what was going through that silly little head of yours?” he asked, rubbing his hand up and down her back under the tank top.

  “I just remembered how bad it hurt and got scared and had to leave,” she answered, starting to cry.

  “Oh, honey, don’t cry, it’s okay. We should have talked more before I let you see that. I should have realized it was too soon. It’s my fault.”

  “Do you think they would let me watch some more? I really want to see what it’s supposed to be like.”

  “I’m not sure that’s a good idea. If you have a bad reaction again, I will have to do a public punishment, and I know you are not ready for that. I am still going to have to punish you tonight. Are you really sure?”

  “Ty, I promise I will be good. If I start to panic or feel overwhelmed I will tell you immediately and you can bring me back here. Please, I want to try and I want to apologize to everyone.”

  “Okay, but the minute you start to feel upset you let me know. No. More. Panicking. Understood?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She answered contritely.

  Tyler reluctantly took her back to the scene. Marc and Toby had restarted it and Marc was slowly placing stripes on Carrie’s back and ass with the whip.

  Tammy fl
inched with the first couple strikes she saw, but when she saw how Carrie was reacting she relaxed. But she still couldn’t understand how this could be a reward.

  When the scene was finished, Marc took Carrie off for aftercare while Toby came to talk to Tyler and Tammy.

  “Hey man, what the fuck happened with your girl? It could have really messed us up.” He was still upset.

  Tammy looked at Tyler and he nodded.

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t understand,” she told Toby sincerely.

  Toby nodded to acknowledge her apology, then looked at Tyler. “Did you punish her? She’s lucky I don’t demand you put her on the cross and let Marc give her a few lashes.”

  Tyler knew that once Toby, Marc, and Carrie knew Tammy’s story, their attitude would change, but for now needed to do some damage control and fast.

  “Thanks for letting me take care of it man, I owe you one and we will talk soon.”

  Tammy had buried her face in Tyler’s shoulder and was quietly whispering so that only he could hear her, “Please don’t let them hurt me, please don’t let them hurt me,” over and over.

  Toby could see that Tammy was working herself up to a state again, and looked at Tyler. “You gonna be okay with her, man?”

  Tyler stood, taking Tammy in his arms. “Yeah, we have the school room and that’s where we’re going.”

  Toby headed for his woman and Tyler carried Tammy off.

  Tammy was holding him in a death grip and still muttering when he sat on the bed in the school room with her.

  “Honey, you have to calm down. I. Will. Not. Let. Anyone. Hurt. You.” He told her, prying her away from him.

  He could see the panic in her eyes and knew he was partially responsible for putting it there. Taking her face in both hands, he looked into her eyes, and said,

  “It’s okay baby, we’ll take care of everything,” he said, then pulled her to him and held her tight, rocking her in his arms until she calmed.

  “Will I always have panic attacks like that?” Tammy asked, her face still against his chest.

  “No, baby, we are going to work together to help you get over that. It won’t be easy and it will take some time but the two of us together will get there.” He pulled her face away from him so he could kiss her lips.

  He was torn on what to do next. The Dom in him said that he needed to get the punishment over. If he didn’t, he was afraid Tammy would be even more scared the longer it took.

  The compassionate man in him said she’s been through enough, and to let it go. The only way to decide was to talk to her and see where it went.

  “Tammy, you know you earned a punishment for what you did on the club floor and for running away.”

  “Yes, but please don’t hurt me.” She said pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

  Getting an idea, Tyler grabbed his phone and quickly called the club bar, “Link, are Marc and his family still there?” Maybe if Tammy could talk to Carrie it would help her.

  Link answered affirmative and Tyler told Tammy, “Baby, we’re going to go to the bar, Carrie is sitting there with her men, and I want you to talk to her.”

  “No, Ty, I’m too embarrassed. What if she hates me?”

  “It’ll be okay, I think talking to her will do you good, come on,” he said, standing and pulling her behind him.

  Walking up to the trio at the bar, Tyler introduced Tammy to them.

  “Carrie, this is Tammy. She had a little PTSD moment earlier, and she wants to apologize and talk to you.” With that, he led the men to a nearby table where he could explain what had happened.

  “Hi,” Tammy said softly as she sat on the stool next to Carrie, watching Tyler walk away. “I’m sorry I interrupted your scene. I hope you weren’t hurt because of what I did.”

  “Honey, I was so far in subspace that I didn’t even notice until the boys stopped the scene and Toby checked with me. Tell me about what happened to cause you to be so upset.”

  Tammy explained all she had been through and how Tyler was helping her. Carrie was sympathetic to her and listened to her story without interrupting or commenting.

  When Tammy was finished Carrie hugged her and offered to let her see her bottom where she had been hit with the whip.

  “Here?’ Tammy asked, looking around.

  “Honey, I was just naked on stage, no one’s going to see anything they haven’t seen before.” Carrie laughed.

  Carrie slipped off the stool and turned her back to Tammy, lifting her skirt, she proudly showed Tammy her welts.

  Tammy reached out one finger and gently touched one welt. “Don’t they hurt?”

  “Honey, they are a little uncomfortable, and sitting may be a challenge for a few days, but Marc won’t do that very often and I cherish them when he will.” Carrie answered as she lowered her skirt and got back on her stool.

  “How do you stand the pain?”

  “Honey, the pain helps me achieve subspace. When you go into subspace, endorphins are released and you achieve a natural high like nothing you’ve ever felt before. It’s not for everyone. Some people achieve it in other ways and some people need more than what it takes me to get there. It depends on you, your body and the people you are with,” she answered as she looked toward Marc and Toby with love in her eyes. “If you love your partner or partners and they love you, there is nothing better.”

  Tammy just nodded thoughtfully. There was so much she didn’t know and had to learn.

  The men came walking back and Tyler stood with one arm around Tammy.

  “Honey, I hope what I said helped, I need to go now, the boys and I have a special evening planned and they want to get on with it.” She hugged Tammy again and they all left.

  Tyler looked at Tammy and asked, “Do you feel up to going back to the school room or do you want to go to the suite? You will be punished either way, but if we go the school room, the headmaster will have to have a word with you.” He smiled as he said the last.

  Tammy thought about everything Dottie and Carrie had told her and what Tyler had said. Deciding it was time to have fun and stop worrying, she looked at Tyler and said, “Yes, headmaster, I’ve been a bad girl, I’m ready for my punishment now,” and put her hand into his with a grin.

  Tyler grinned back and led her to the room. “You wait right here while I go and get costumes. We are going to have fun with this.”

  Tammy went into the room and felt the trepidation building, but tried to talk to herself and calm down. She kept reminding herself that Tyler wouldn’t hurt her and that he was going to make this fun. Deep breaths, she told herself. Keep calm.

  Tyler was gone only a few minutes when he returned with a school girl’s outfit for her to wear. “Here, put these on and sit at the desk to wait. I’m going to the men’s locker room to change and will be right back.” He handed her the clothes and planted a kiss on her lips. Then he headed out the door and said, “I’m locking this and marking it in use so no one walks in on you. If you need to get out for some reason here’s the code.” He handed her a piece of paper with several numbers on it. He never locked anyone in a room without a way to get out if there was an emergency.

  Tammy looked at the clothes he had given her. A white button down the front shirt, and a short plaid skirt. There was a red ribbon neck tie and a pair of white bobbie socks. That was it, no underwear. Now knowing not to make the same mistake she did earlier, she stripped everything she was wearing off and put on only what Tyler had given her. Wanting the look to be complete, she found some red ribbon in the desk drawer and tied her long blonde hair up in pig tails. When she was done, she could easily pass for eighteen. Wishing for a piece of gum, she looked again in the drawer. Wonderful, she thought as she found some, putting three pieces in her mouth she quickly started chewing. She wanted to be a bubble blowing, hair twirling teenager when Tyler walked in. Now if he had the paddle with the holes in it she remembered from school, everything would be perfect.

  Snapping her gum and playing wi
th her hair, she tried to look contrite while waiting for Tyler. After a few seconds, she decided defiant would be better than contrite and propped one leg up on the desk, making sure everything was exposed and plastered a wide eyed innocent look on her face. Much better. The best defense was always a good offense and she wanted to catch him off guard.

  Tyler checked in quickly with Link and let him know it was cool to lock up, that he and Tammy were going to be staying in one of the suites, telling him what had happened.

  Changing into the headmaster’s suit, he practically ran back to his girl. This was going to be a blast. He had wanted to play this fantasy for a long time. He had the perfect paddle and a nice wooden ruler. There was also a pointer that would leave a couple nice stripes on her ass. Punishment time.

  Walking into the classroom, he was shocked. Tammy sat at the desk, one leg propped up on it, her pussy spread wide open for his viewing pleasure. This changed the plan a little.

  “Ms. Masterson, I see you disobeyed the school rule and chose to not wear underwear again.” Shaking his head as if in disbelief.

  Popping her gum and playing with her hair, Tammy answered, “I did. I must have forgotten to put them on this morning, Tyler.” Emphasizing the use of his first name and spreading her leg wider. She was having fun with this.

  “Yes, Ms. Masterson, and I see you have broken several more rules. There is no gum chewing on campus, your hair is not regulation and I believe there is a hygiene rule requiring all girls to shave down there.” He said, his voice dripping with disdain, and trying not to laugh. “And you need to address me as Mr. Thomas. Students are not allowed to use any school official’s first name.”

  “Well, Tyler, is there anything I can do to get me out of this mess? My family will pay any amount of money. You know they have it.”

  “Are you trying to bribe me, Ms. Masterson?”

  “I don’t know. Did it work?”

  “That’s about enough, young lady.” Taking a paper towel from the principle’s desk he walked over to her, holding it out, “Gum,” he stated firmly.