Authors Note: These chapters will make almost no sense if not read in order. If you haven't, I strongly suggest you go back to the introduction and chapter 1.
Helen uses her mechanical skills to build some new toys to torment Jill and the story begins to get more sado/masochistic. Enjoy.
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Helen took the Hitachi and dropped it on Bob's workbench on her way upstairs. First, she dropped by her bathroom to take a leak and use a wet washcloth to clean her and Jill's fluids off her genitals. She also stopped in the kitchen to fix a quick sandwich before heading back to Bob's shop in the basement.
The lumber store had ripped the sheet of plywood Helen bought in half longwise into two 2 X 8-foot sheets. Back in the workshop she used the table saw to cut one of these halves into 2 X 4-foot sheets. She found Bob's hole saws and selected the size just slightly smaller than the Hitachi vibrators head.
She used the hole saw to cut a hole in the center of a 2 X 4-foot sheet.
Before she had moved out of Schwartz Iron Works, she had used the machine shop to build a small pipe see-saw which she set on Bob's workbench. The device had a 2-foot-long iron pipe, 3 inches in diameter with an iron cap screwed on each end. A 1/4 inch hole had been drilled through the pipe at exactly 1/2 way down the length to make the pivot for the seesaw. A bolt through this hole was mounted through two short L shaped supports. Once Helen bolted the supports to the board just below the hole she had drilled for the Hitachi, she had an iron pipe see-saw mounted about an inch above the board.
"This is going to work really well," Helen thought as she rolled a condom over the end of the pipe towards the vibrator hole.
The last step was to use some of Bob's scrap lumber and cut a wedge, 2 inches high at one end tapering off to a point. It looked like a large door stop.
Helen carried the board to the Cell and discovered Jill was napping on her bed, the 8-mile walk had worn her out. She woke Jill and told her to stand with her back up against the cell bars then made two more trips to the shop bringing two of Bob's sawhorses. Helen opened the cell door and carried the sawhorses and board inside, setting the board on top the sawhorses. One last trip to the shop to retrieve the Hitachi and a skank of rope. Helen dropped the Hitachi into the hole in the board so that just the top was above the board. Everything was ready.
First, Helen took out the handheld taser. Jill had not seen this device yet and looked at it with interest wondering if it was a new type of vibrator. Helen pressed her left palm against Jill's sternum and without warning triggered the taser on Jills stomach. The reaction almost knocked both of them over. Jill's muscles tried to contract and bend her at the waist, pushing Helen back.
Jill screamed "OHHH SHITTT," and fell to her knees.
When Jill regained her composure she asked, "Oh Helen, what is that? That hurt like hell! My stomach is still quivering."
"That, Jill, is a police grade handheld taser. And you're going to take one more shock for me because I need you to know that if you misbehave, and especially if you ever lay your hand on me without permission, I will use it."
"Oh Helen, not again, please?" Jill begged.
"Stand up." Helen said with no mercy.
Jill was quivering but stood and as Helen moved the taser towards a spot halfway between her belly button and her clit, Jill moved back until her back hit the cell.
"Here's the deal Jill, if you are grounded against those steel bars, this hurts a lot worse. I'm going to hold this right here. You are going to move forward until you touch the prongs."
"Oh, Helen, I can't." Jill pleaded.
"You can and you will!" Helen said. "If you don't shock yourself, I'll shock you at least four times. Handcuffed and neck chained to the trolly the way you are, you can't stop me. You decide, one or four."
Tears started to roll down Jill's cheeks. She looked at the taser, then up at Helen and saw no sympathy. She looked back at the taser and started to ease forward.
"It will be easier if you look at me, not at the taser." Helen said with some compassion.
Jill looked in Helen's eyes, grit her teeth and slowly moved forward.
"AAAAGGGGGHHHH!" Jill screamed. She dopped to her knees again and Helen had to take a step back, Jill's bladder had cut loose.
When Jill had mostly recovered from the shock Helen said quietly, "Jill, please don't ever make me use this on you as discipline. I've used it on myself, and I know what it feels like. But also know, that if you ever refuse a command or if I ever feel threatened, I WILL use it."
Jill watched the taser intently until Helen put it away in one of her many pockets. Then Jill, who couldn't stop being a housekeeper realized she was laying in her own urine and Helen was looking at the situation with a puzzled face.
"Helen, the hose right outside the cell. There is a drain in the floor in here."
Helen laughed, "Of course there is," and marveled that Jill's brain would focus on cleaning up while laying naked and handcuffed in her own urine after having just been shocked twice.
Helen used the hose to wash off Jill and the floor and Jill thanked her for adjusting and letting the water run until it was warm. Jill was recovered enough to stand, and Helen stood right in front of her. Jill was 5'10" and Helen was barely 5 ft. Helen felt slightly ridiculous because she was looking UP into Jill's face, but she had to keep up appearances and she did have the taser.
"Jill, you and Bob don't use a safeword or phrase and that bothers me. I'm a feminist and a lesbian and believe that you, and only you, are ultimately responsible for your own body. I'm going to push you this week so I want you to know that if you ever say, 'You're Fired,' I will take it literally. Today, this week, anytime in the future if you fire me, all activity will stop, and I will release you from any bondage. I'll text Bob, and I'll pack up my things and leave. You can stop anything, anytime, but our relationship will be over."
"Helen, I..." Jill started.
"Shh. I don't want to hear it." Helen said. "Now be a good girl and climb up on this board. Lay face down with this pipe between your legs."
It was hard, the sawhorses were a bit wobbly. Jill's hands were still cuffed behind her back. And the four-foot-long board only had room for Jill's torso, her head and legs from the knees down were off the board. But with Helen's help stabilizing her, Jill managed to sit on the edge of the board then pivot around and roll over. Helen helped by keeping the neck chain out of the way.
Helen reached between Jill's legs and held her labia apart, instructing Jill to "scoot down" until the pipe impaled her. It felt HUGE, especially with the cap screwed on the end which made the "knob" almost 4 1/2 inches across. Jill had pushed dildoes with this much girth into her vagina before, but they were silicone, this was an iron pipe. Helen grabbed Jill's ankles, put one foot against the end of the plywood and pulled. As Jill slid down on the pipe more she screamed.
"I'm assuming that has bottomed out on your cervix Jill?" Helen asked.
"Shit yes!"
"Good, then we're ready for the fun part." Helen laughed. She then took the wood wedge and inserted it under the end of the pipe see-saw opposite the end deep in Jill's vagina. As she pushed the wedge under the pipe it started wedging the back of the pipe upward. This pressed the front of the pipe, the part in Jill's Vagina, down and pressed her clit hard against the vibrator. It also formed a kind of clamp, clamping the front wall of Jill's vagina and abdomen to the board.
"Ow, ow, ow, that hurts!" Jill complained. Helen backed off just a bit on the wedge.
"OK, you can get up now!" Helen teased.
Jill experimented with a few movements but quickly gave up. "Not likely, just staying still hurts, trying to move causes that thing to dig in and really hurts!"
"Well, I promised you pain and a good friend always keeps their promises. But the real pain is still to come!" Helen said, "but first let's take those handcuffs off, I know I said I was going to leave them on, but they've been on a while and your shoulders must be killing you."
Jill's arms and legs were completely free, but she wasn't going anywhere. She was clamped by the Vagina to a board with no way to reach the clamp.
Then Helen did something to produce a sound Helen would come to dread in the coming months. Helen unbuckled her heavy leather belt and pulled it out of the cargo pant belt loops with one swift motion.
"Swish"
"Jill, I'm about to hurt you more than you've ever been hurt with the possible exception of childbirth." Helen explained. "The next hour will be bad. It's not a punishment, you've done nothing wrong. I'm doing it simply because I can. I'm doing it because I want you to know I have no mercy. I'm doing it because Bob will enjoy watching your suffering. But mostly, I'm doing it because YOU want me to."
Helen continued, "Never forget you can fire me, but if you don't, you will bear the marks I give you proudly for days."
"Jill, ask me to beat you." Helen concluded.
"Helen, please beat me." Jill said with conviction.
Helen doubled the belt, held the buckle in her hand and brought the doubled belt down firmly on the meatiest part of Clair's ass. There were a few heartbeats of silence then Jill moaned, "Ohhhh Helen, that's BAD!"
Jill's lower legs shot up and her arms wrapped around the end of the board, hugging it. "Owww, stay still Jill!" She said to herself as her movements caused the pipe to dig painfully into her vaginal wall.
Helen laid four more blows on Jill's ass in rapid succession. Jill tried to stay still, tried to breathe. She failed. It hurt so badly and with every blow her body convulsed, crushing her vaginal wall with the pipe.
Helen was watching closely, and Jill had held her breath through the four strokes but, as soon as her brain realized there was a pause, had started to hyperventilate.
