[This story includes bodily functions as well as significant discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. This chapter will make more sense if you read the previous chapters first but you don't have to in order to enjoy it. All characters are well over 18. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use her Women's Republic characters.]
After their hectic arrival day at Meredith's apartment, Linda and Al lay in bed the following morning, able to relax for the first time since they married in a whirlwind. Linda would be suspended for two months from the Disciplinary Unit of the Corrections Service. Al would travel back to the capital today to return to his job there.
"I'm sorry you have to go back so soon," Linda told her husband. "This has been so exhilarating, but I suppose one of us needs to earn a living. Assuming they take me back, I should be back bringing in a decent check."
It had been quite a night. Meredith had joined the couple and Al had fucked both Linda and, with her nodding consent, Meredith, who was hosting them in the apartment her sister Eleanor still owned and where Linda had stayed when working with her friend Denise at the local reeducation center.
Jackson, Eleanor's ex, and Meredith hit it off when Eleanor had brought her to stay with them, after Eleanor had rescued Meredith from a life of turning tricks on the street. Now heading the firm Goose Cookers' capital office, Eleanor was living with her wife Annette in a lovely apartment in the capital. Annette was a bit older and Chief of Staff of the Corrections Service.
Jackson and Meredith went off to work, and then Al kissed Linda good-bye to leave for the capital. Linda had not had the luxury of staying in bed for as long as she wished. She intended to soak herself in the bathtub for a good while, but when she entered the bathroom, she saw that it was equipped with a very modern bidet that sprayed your private parts--vulva and anus--with a nice warm spray.
She sat herself on the toilet seat and using the remote, alternated between applying the delightful warm spray first on her well-fucked pussy. It was so nice, she thought, to be able to clean myself inside so comfortably. She took advantage of the oscillating control and totally enjoyed stimulating herself where she was most sensitive. Then she turned on the rear spray and savored its massaging of her anal opening. Finally, she prepared the tub and relaxed in the warm water while cleaning herself all over.
She lifted herself out, dried herself with the lush towels Meredith had left for her, and got dressed casually but attractively, with a bright striped top and a fashionably navy skirt. Linda had radiant auburn hair and a nice figure. She had always been pleased with how good she looked in a uniform, especially as a sergeant in the Service.
She called Eleanor to thank her for everything she had done, beginning with her arranging for a friend's boyfriend to be sent to the Disciplinary Unit. She still was drawn to him when he first arrived, perhaps aided by the general short supply of men there. Unlike the retraining camps, the unit focused on giving woman who were in the Service a last chance before they were given the boot.
Eleanor picked up on her cell: Linda was delighted to learn that she was spending a few days in town arriving soon to be at Goose Cookers later today, which had its headquarters in this second city of the Republic. Immediately, Eleanor told Linda when she would arrive and that she would stay in her apartment, with Linda and with her sister Meredith and her husband Jackson.
Linda finished getting dressed and awaited Eleanor's arrival. Eleanor turned up, dressed to visit her company's base, well-dressed in a charming suit. No sooner had she dropped her cases in the master bedroom--she had alerted Meredith that she would becoming and was of course accorded use of her former bedroom, than she kissed Linda deeply and told her that they would lunch at the Vic, the exclusive women's club in the city that Eleanor's boss, Janet, had managed to obtain membership for her.
Now, Linda realized that this was a nice opportunity but that she'd better behave herself. Some time ago, she had been invited to a celebratory dinner involving Eleanor and her wife. She proceeded to get loaded and almost got thrown out of the Service. She recalled that she had been caned in front of the others at the dinner and then made to go through the retraining class at the Disciplinary Unit.
She decided to dress conservatively. There was one suit she owned and she pulled it out of the closet. She also decided to wear a standard beige bra and panty set, along with thigh-hi sheer hose and pumps. Eleanor drove her to the lunch at the club and tried to be friendly when she told Linda that she expected her to be on very good behavior.
Linda felt that she was being treated as a silly young woman but gritted her teeth because she knew Eleanor was concerned that she not embarrass Eleanor by behaving immaturely. She also had to accept that her suspension from the Service for fucking a retrainee in her room shadowed her current image even with friends like Eleanor.
They arrived at the Vic, where the hostess greeted Eleanor like a welcome visitor since Eleanor was now located in the capital, rather than her corporate headquarters in this second city. She escorted them to a choice table not far from the front of the main room. They joined the other two at the table: Eleanor's boss, Janet, the executive v.p. who ran Goose Cookers, and a middle-aged woman named Roberta, who headed the company's disciplinary office.
Both seemed pleased to see Linda, whom Janet had met before at dinners in the capital with Eleanor and her wife Annette, another longtime friend of Janet's. Annette had long been the domme whom Janet, the corporate titan, visited when in need of some submission.
They knew about Linda's suspension and told her they hoped she would do whatever she needed to do to return to the Service.
"You bring such good experience to your unit," Janet observed, and Linda responded that she appreciated Janet's good opinion of her despite the fact that Linda was willing to admit that she had made mistakes along the way.
"I've found that the best people usually have erred at some point," Janet continued, "and they learn from those mistakes." She did not have to mention to Linda that Eleanor herself had fallen into that category. Now, she was the creative soul of Goose Cookers, but she had met Annette, who was the chief corrections officer than at the Supreme Court, where Eleanor had been severely sentenced when found guilty of adultery.
Linda also knew that Eleanor had later been cleared but still carried some stigma from clearly having committed the act, although her conviction was later vacated because she was not technically guilty in that her co-respondent had not been married to the woman who had claimed to be his wife.
Eleanor asked Roberta whether there were any new developments in her office. Linda's ears perked up because if she were returning to the Service's Disciplinary Unit, she needed to know about anything that Goose Cookers had come up with in its own disciplinary program.
Roberta said that they might be interested in a new iteration of the old disciplinary device of a chastity belt. The technical division at the company, she said, had tried to come to terms with some of the troublesome operational aspects of the traditional chastity belt. This new product, she explained, was made of a very firm but pliable leather that would not tear and was coated with a chemical that resisted any efforts to tear or cut it open.
"What makes it different?" Linda asked.
"By making it impossible to open once locked because the leather is protected from any abrasion," Roberta continued, "there need be no metal, which makes it more wearable for sustained periods. Also, there are slats in front that do allow for urination and a sizeable opening in the rear that will permit defecation once the wearer is oriented to how to effect that function. The opening is designed so that excretion either way is made easier but there will be no entrance of anything into the belt through that opening as the opening is slanted and so shaped as to exclude any entry."
