Caine gently took Katherine in his arm and carried him to their bed. He pulled back the covers and laid his miserable little form in the bed.
“CAINE!!!” Katherine yelled pathetically, reaching his arms out desperately to him. “It…s’kay…Ka…Kat,” Caine assured him, failing to keep his voice steady. “I won’t leave you.” He got into the bed next to Katherine and wrapped his arms around him, and hugged him tightly. Kat hugged back , his grip was weak, his body extremely sore. ‘Wha…what do you say…w…we…call it a night, huh?” Caine whispered.
“Ye..ye..yeah.” Katherine said. “You’ll stay with me all night?” Katherine asked, shaking in fear at the dreams that were to come. “You’ll hold me like this?” “Yes. Pro…promise. You promise too?” Caine asked in return, thinking of his own troubled dreams as while.
“Ye…yes.” Katherine said. Knowing that they were no longer bearing their misery alone was such comfort that each was able to stop crying before they fell asleep.
Brrrrrrrriiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg! Caine was dreaming. In his dream he was just a scared kid again and his Father was beating him while making him recite a book of the Bible. In his dream Peter was watching him, his ghost pointing an accusing finger at him the whole time, telling Caine that it was his fault he had died.
Brrrrrrrriiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg! Caine opened his eyes, and just managed to stifle a scream. He groggily reached for the alarm clock and shut it off. Shit, he thought. I have to go to work today. Caine, although a professional author, worked as a secretary to Professor Jamie Firthoth at Boston College. Jamie had previously worked at the University of Texas and had been a professor and boyfriend of Caine’s during his undergrad years there. When he had earned his Bachelor’s Degree there Jamie had gotten a job offer from Boston College and invited Caine to come work for him there. Caine had gladly accepted, despite having broken up with Jamie. Caine enjoyed working for him very much, but today he just couldn’t imagine going to work and leaving Kat here by himself. I’ll have to call in sick, he thought, walking to his clothing closet. He grimaced at the office suits and pulled out a pair of baggy worn sweatpants and a too big sweatshirt. He put them on and headed for the phone in the kitchen so as not to awake Kat with his conversation. “Hello, Professor Firthoth's office. How may I help you?” said the deep, sinuous voice on the line.
“Hi, Professor, it’s me Caine.” Caine said, over the phone in the kitchen. “Oh, hey, Caine. Is something wrong?” Jamie asked, not hearing the usual cheerfulness in Caine’s voice, and sensing that something was wrong.
“Yeah,” Caine said. “Umm…I had kind of a emotional day yesterday with Katherine and I kind of don’t want to leave him alone. So…” “So you need the day off. No problem,” Jamie said, knowing enough about Caine to realize he didn’t feel liking talking about what happen. “If you need tomorrow off you can take it, too.”
“Thanks Professor,” Caine said feeling greatly relieved that he had understood. “And Caine, if you need anything don’t hesitate to ask. I’m always here to help. Alright?”
“Thanks. See you later.” Caine said about to hang up the phone. “One more thing, Caine,” Jamie said quickly. “That adorable boyfriend of yours, hold on to him. I can tell he really loves you. Bye, and you take care.” He said and hung up.
Caine was left quite taken aback by that last remark. Jamie had only meet Katherine a hand full of times as far as he knew, so…how? Whatever, he thought dismissing it from his mind. He left the kitchen and walked back to the bedroom. Katherine was still asleep, and he didn’t appear to be having any bad dreams. Caine quietly walked over to the bed and gave him a quick kiss. I will give him breakfast in bed, Caine decided, and headed for the kitchen again. What should I make, he wondered to himself. He mentally ran through his huge repertoire of recipes before settling on something plain and simple. I’ll make us bagels and cream cheese sandwiches with pepper jack and Swiss cheese. Kat loves it and it will not take very much time. So humming softly to himself he began to prepare the food.
Meanwhile back in the bedroom Katherine’s peaceful sleep had ended. A nightmare had come. “Daddy please don’t finger fuck me!” Katherine cried. In the dream he was 17 yrs old again, living with his pedophile Daddy. His Daddy had just got done strapping his naked body and thrown him on the bed.
“Lay on your back boy, and take your lesson like a man or you’ll get hurt!” his Daddy screamed at him. “Yes sir.” Katherine said, knowing better then to say anything else. Years of this had instilled in him that if he resisted, complained too much, or did anything but what he was told, he would get the crap beaten out of him afterwards. So Katherine did as he was told and cried out as he felt three of his Daddy’s big meaty fingers being shoved up his asshole. “Aaaahhh! NO, please stop Daddy!” he cried but was silenced by a blow with the strap to his stomach.
“Take it like a man, son. You such a little prissy boy. I only doing this for your own good. Got to toughen you up for the real world. Boy, if you think this is bad, then you ain’t gonna survive.” His Daddy told him and shoved a fourth finger in. He grinned and sighed when Katherine rised his back and yelled. “Hahaha…ya enjoying it yet, son?” he said. Katherine didn’t answer, he just kept his eyes open as he was told to do, and lay there submitting unwilling to his Daddy. Oh, goddamnit, he thought. If there is a god then he must be one hell of an unimaginable twisted fuck. “Oooowwww! Daddy that hurts! Please stop!” he cried when he felt him shove his thumb into him as while.
“SHUT UP BOY!!!!” his Daddy screamed at him and pulled out his fingers and thumb from Katherine. He then grabbed him and sat him on his lap and thrust his penis into him. He thrust up into him hard, while simultaneously beating his back, with the strap. “Oooooooooowwwww! Daddy sto…aaaahhhhhhh!” Katherine sobbed and bit his lip in pain. His back was bruised and cut from yesterday’s strapping, and Katherine thought, and hoped, he would pass out from the combined pain of today’s and yesterdays beating. He didn’t. He felt the strap cutting into his damaged skin, felt his Daddy’s penis driving with great force into him, and heard his panting increase. He will come soon, Katherine knew. Sure enough he did and Katherine’s scream mingled with his Daddy’s shout of pleasure climaxed.
Caine returned to the bedroom carrying a tray with three sandwiches, a cup of coffee, and a cup of tea. To his horror, however he say Katherine tossing and turning, whimpering, and crying, in his sleep. “Kat!” he exclaimed, quickly putting the food down on the nightstand and climbing into the bed. He lifted Kat off the mattress and hugged him to him, gently hitting his cheeks to wake him up. “Kat, wake up! Kat it’s okay, I’m here.” Caine said, still trying to wake him. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Katherine’s’ eyes snapped open and he screamed. “Aaaaaahhhhhh…NO DADDY! PLEAE DON’T DO THAT DADDY!”
“KAT! KAT, SNAP OUT OF IT! YOU’RE SCARYING ME !!!” Caine yelled, shaking Katherine, and lightly hitting his cheeks. “Caine!” Katherine sobbed, his eyes finally really seeing Caine. “I…sorry.” He said and kissed his chest.
“It’s okay,” Caine said, rubbing his arms up and down Katherine’s back. “I made us some break…” “Oh, goodie! I love those sandwiches!” Kat exclaimed and quickly grabbed the one that Caine offered him. “Thank you Caine. Breakfast in bed is really sweet.” Katherine said, around a mouthful of food.
Caine smiled, glad that he had made Kat happy if only for a few minutes. Then he took a sandwich and the cup of coffee off the tray for himself and began eating. “There is some tea for you if you want…” “Yes, thank you." Katherine said and took the tea. “This is really nice of you Caine. Hey…aren’t you late for work?” Katherine asked, concernedly.
“No, I told Jamie that I needed the day off to spend time with my angelboy and he said it was fine. So now we have the whole day together to do whatever you want to do, baby.” Caine said, grinning happily around the sandwich piece in his mouth. “You…did that for me? Thank you Caine. You are so good to me. I love you.” Katherine said and leaned his head against Caine’s shoulder affectionately.
“I love you too, my little angelboy.” Caine said, finishing his sandwich. “Do you want the last one?” he asked Kat. “No. I can’t.” Katherine said. “I need to watch my weight. You go on and have it, Caine.”
Caine sighed in frustration at Katherine’s ridiculous idea that he was fat. He was as skinny as a rail, for christsake! Caine thought. But he didn’t dare say that out loud. Instead he said,” Okay, thanks. But, baby, I love your body just the way it is. I love you for who you are, not how skinny you are, kay?” Caine said and inhaled the last sandwich. “Umm…sure.” Katherine said, uneasily. “I am not starving myself or anything like that Caine. I just like tight fitting clothes and I don’t want any fat to be visible when I wear them. I know you love me.” Katherine said, nervously looking at his naked body. “I’m just worried that I might have put on a pound.”
“Okay. As long as you keep eating regularly I’ll leave you be, but if I even think you are becoming an anorexic then we are most definitely going to talk.” Caine said. Katherine just nodded as he finished his sandwich and tea and placed the empty cup on the tray. “So do you want to get dress or just hang around the house naked all day. Personally I wouldn’t mind if you did…” Caine said with a grin. “While, actually I’d like to take you up on the caning you promised me, then you can pick something out for me to wear.” Katherine said, grinning wickedly.
“But aren’t you still really sore from yesterday,” Caine asked. He pulled Katherine over his lap to examine his behind and frowned at the cuts and bruises. “I really think we should wait unt…” “Oh come on Caine. You can do it gently or just a few strikes. Please. You said you would. I promise I’ll tell you when it hurts too much and afterwards you can ice down my ass with an icepack. Please.” Katherine said in a whinny little voice, still across Caine’s lap.
“While okay. But I’m warning you it’s gonna hurt a lot.” Caine said and placed Katherine back down on the bed and went to go fetch his cane from the closet. Fifteen minutes later Caine had Katherine in the dining room securely tied to the wooden table, laying on his stomach. Caine had bonded his hands with rope and tied the slack to the table’s legs, and did the same with his feet to the other table legs. Then to ensure that Katherine didn’t twist and turn he tied several ropes across his body to the table, roping him down. “Okay, slave. I will now begin.” Caine spoke like a master would to a very naughty slaveboy. He raised the cane and swiftly brought it down at a 90-degree angle across Kat’s naked behind.
THUNK! “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…shit…oooowwww!” Katherine felt the cane impact and let loose an ear piercing scream, as the red-hot pain spread throughout his rump. This eyes had reflexively squeezed shut but the tears from the un-fuckin-believable pain still escaped.
“Are you taking your punishment well?” Caine asked, still playing the role of angered master, yet asking Kat is he could take another hit. “Y…yes…Mas…OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!” Katherine shrieked in bucked against the ropes but was unable to move or do anything to lessen the fiery pain. Katherine’s mind could not think of anything but the Pain. The Pain that was indeed worst then anything else he had experienced.
THUNK! “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” THUNK! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” THUNK! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Katherine was wailing so loud it could clearly be heard outside. He couldn’t stop to think about asking Caine to stop, the Pain had grabbed hold of his mind and all he could do was scream as the cane struck him. THUNK!! The last blow came with what felt to Katherine significantly more force. He heard his own scream seem to grow far away as his vision blurred and blacken. “Kat?!” Caine shouted in alarm and quickly dropped the cane and untied the ropes. He lifted Katherine off the table and carried him to the living room, placing him gently on the sofa. Goddamnit! He thought. I knew it would be too much for him! Shit, I better go get the icepack for his poor little ass, Caine concluded and did so. He placed the pack underneath Kat so that his ass was on top of the pack then laid a blanket over him. Caine sat on the floor next to him, knowing he would wake up soon. He wasn’t seriously hurt, he had just passed out from the overwhelming and new pain. Baptism by fire, Caine thought demurely.
About a half hour later Katherine woke but with a groan and a laugh. “Aaaauuughh! Fuck me, you were serious when you said it was way worst then anything I had felt before. Christ, that was fuckin torture. I loved it. We should do it again sometime when my ass isn’t so sore!” he laughed. Caine smiled, glad he liked it and glad he hadn’t scared him. “I will get your clothes,” he said getting up and walking to the bedroom.
“Pick something cute, please.” Katherine called after him. “You make anything look cute, babe.” Caine said with a giggle.
He returned with a pair of black short shorts that Caine had bought for Katherine last week, a purple belly shirt, purple knee socks, a stick of Lady’s Secret Deodorant ,orange lacy panties, and a vegan leather black jacket that was two sizes too big. “You like?” Caine asked kneeling down next to Katherine on the sofa. “Yes, thanks. It’s so cute.” Katherine giggled and kissed Caine.
Caine helped Katherine sit and applied the deodorant for him and then put some on himself. He then helped Katherine pull on his shirt and jacket and knee socks. “Can you stand up?” Caine asked. “I guess,” Katherine said and placed his hand on Caine’s shoulder as he stood up. Caine helped him into his panties and shorts, making Katherine fully clothed.
“You look so sexy, angelboy.” Caine said and leaned down to kiss him. ” Jingle! Jingle! Jingle! Both Caine and Katherine turned to the door at the sound of their doorbell ringing. “Who the fuck could that be?” Caine asked heading to the door. Katherine followed, curious at who would be knocking at their door. Caine opened the door.
"Hello, neighbors," said the young man standing on Caine's porch. "My wife, Connie," he said gesturing to the tall slender woman beside him,"and I are moving in today next door. My name is Hector Haine." "Umm... hi. Welcome to the neighborhood," Caine said, cracking a polite smile. "I'm Caine Clasters and this is my..." Caine trailed off, not sure if he should out him and Katherine to total strangers.
"Friend," Katherine quickly finished for him. "Katherine Holm. Nice to meet you two," he said and extended his hand to Hector and Connie. "Nice to meet you too," Connie said as everyone shook hands. "Would you two like to come over for dinner tonight?" she asked, with an awfully large smile.
"Yes, thank you," Katherine anwsered quickly for both him and Caine. "Okay. Be at our house at 6pm. See you later and nice talking to you two," she said and took her husband's hand and tried to lead him away.
He brushed her hand off and said in the same calm and polite voice, "Are you two okay? We heard some screams coming from your house about a half hour ago." Katherine and Caine blushed deeply, before Caine answered, "We are fine. Thanks for your concern but we were just playing a game. Sorry if we disturbed you. See you later, Mr. Haine." Caine and Katherine watched as the couple walked away, and Caine turned and smiled at Katherine in amusment. "Dinner, huh? I guess that's a nice way to get to know your neighbors." Caine and Katherine both went back inside the house, Caine wondereing about their new neighbors' tolerance for homosexuals.
Fic- Katherine's First Caning and a surprise