Bob had got on the train for Norfolk with a four pack and was drinking them thinking of what he will do with the manager when Vanessa gets the money. He was thinking of how he had to strip his wife in front of that pervert and without thinking he was grating his teeth.
The man opposite saw him and asked "Have I done something to offend you, because you are looking at me and grating your teeth?"
Bob looked at him and realized what he was doing and answered "No I am sorry I have a nasty toothache and I am hoping the beer will do the trick."
The man smiled awkwardly, and it was thirty minutes later when Bob arrived at the station of his destination. He stood up and walked to the end of the carriage and waited for the train to stop. Once on the platform he went to the Taxi rank, "Desired house please," he said to the driver and stepped into the rear of the car. The driver took them out into the country and then pulled up at some large gates. He got out and pressed the bell, something was said over the speaker and the driver asked "What is your name?"
Bob Tomlinson he replied. The driver spoke down the mouthpiece and the gates opened then the driver drove down a long drive to a huge mansion. Bob thought 'this is as big as Buckingham Palace I wander how many people this holds?'
He paid the Taxi driver and watched him drive off, and then he turned and knocked on the door. The door opened and a giant of a man said; 'come in Tomlinson I will take you to the reception area. He was taken to a small room that was down a flight of stairs and told to take all his clothes off for processing. He did as he was told, and then the giant took him to a door and stood back while Bob walked in.
As soon as Bob walked into the room the door was slammed shut. There was no bed and nothing to sit on and because there was no window it was cold. There was however a light but it was high up and there was no heat coming from that. For how long he had been in the room when the man returned he had no idea. The man brought some soup and a slice of bread, "You had better eat this, as there will be no more until morning."
"What kind of fucking prison is this? I demand to speak with the governor I know my rights you know, and where are my clothes."
"In this establishment you have no rights and your clothes are in the incinerator."
"That suit cost two-hundred GBP. I'll make the governor sorry for doing that and pay for it."
"That's right Tomlinson keep up a good spirit, and you will be seeing the governor later this afternoon."
"Yea, and then I will give him a piece of my mind."
"He is a she Tomlinson."
"A bloody woman, well I have dealt with women before and I will soon put her straight."
"I would try and get some rest, as you will be expected to do all sorts of things tomorrow."
"Yea, well don't count on me complying with her orders, because she can't force me to work."
The man left the room and bob looked at the soup and bread and decided that it might just warm him up. It had a strange taste but it made him feel better.
A sharp pain went across his rear end and he could not understand what it was then the burning sensation struck him and he screamed. He was trying to work out where he was and looked at his surroundings. There were gray stone walls with chains and other things attached to hooks and rings and wooden St Andrew crosses.
His arms were above his head and out stretched, he tried to kick but found that his legs were also restrained. "Ah you are awake a women's voice said, good you wished to see the governor well I am the governor."
"You struck me and that is assault."
"I think I had better put you in the right frame of mind, but as you have not learned the rules yet I will only give you six stripes of the Cain."
He felt another sharp pain across his backside and once again he screamed. Then there was a continued flow of pain and he started to cry like a baby. The sharp pains stopped and now all that was left was the stinging. As he hung there a woman stepped in front of him she was dressed in tight jeans and a blouse with riding boots.
She prodded his penis with the Cain and said "That is a miserable looking thing, how can that satisfy any good woman? Oh dear I forgot, you haven't got a good woman have you? You have a filthy bitch that left her husband to die alone while she was being fucked by your minute prick. I see there are tears coming from your eyes, but I'll bet they are not as sad as the ones Roger cried. Well in three months time you may have cried the same amount and are truly sorry for your actions."
"What kind of prison is this?" Bob asked.
This is not a prison this is a house of corrective training and a place of discipline. We teach you how to be a better person. One other thing you may have dealt with inferior women before but you will never put me straight. It is I that will put you straight, what has happened this morning was just a taste of what is to come. I must leave you now, as it is time for my breakfast."
"Oh and don't worry about your wife you will be seeing a lot of her probably too much. However don't you go fretting yourself over Vanessa she is being well looked after, because people are seeing to her every need and I mean every need." The woman then smiled and as she was leaving added, "I will be back later to see how you are coping."
