New Boston City (Part 1)
Sally plays distractedly with Vivian's hair.
By the large window she can see the sunset on New Boston City.
The two girls live in a gigabuilding in one of the numerous suburbs surrounding
the centre.
The one hundred storeys tower is situated in a very middle-class neighbourhood
and it is not a very pleasant place to live, but it's the only district where
the two girls could afford to share a decent flat.
The only advantage is the view.
Sally gets out of the bed, puts on a night gown and, as softly as possible not
to wake up her lover, goes on the balcony.
From here, she can see a great part of the city, including the lower buildings
of the suburbs nearby and the massive, elegant towers of the centre.
The whole city belongs to the Company.
That means that it is ruled by the Company, which is, in the meantime, the
employer, the banker, the only political power and also the only moral ruler of
all the citizens.
By the way, it also means that Sally and Vivian are outlaws of a sort, cause the
Company's Civil Codex contains law that forbids homosexuality, even if it is
known to be tolerated in a way.
A way that is, nonetheless, neither clear nor safe. And the Company's Codex is
definitely the only form of law in the city, and the enforcement of this law can
take different faces, including heavy fines, corporal punishments and long
periods in jail.
It's 2065, and when Sally was born, the company had already been ruling the city
for dozens of year.
She is 24 year old, with shoulder-length blond hair and a nice, muscular body
that she trains regularly in the local gym-club, including a pair of stunning
apple shaped breasts that really were a men's magnet, and, as far as Sally was
concerned, could also be quite an efficient girl's magnet.
But this peculiar trait of her physical appearance had changed in Sally's mind
now. She didn't want her beautiful breast to be anyone's concern but Vivian's
now. Cause she really loved Viviann, and was pretty sure that Viviann felt the
same way about her.
The 22 year old girl slept like a baby, naked over the sheets because of the
choking summer heat.
The was a bit smaller than Sally and, when Sally sometimes looked nearly plump,
Viviann was always very slim.
Her short brown hair cast lovely shadows on the cute, almost naive features of
her face; and her pale, fragile body, curled up on the bed was a sight that
Sally wanted to appreciate until death would tear them apart.
Unfortunately, the Company's views on homosexuality made the dream of being
eventually "officially" united out of reach.
The puritans ruled the Company.
The Company ruled the city.
So the city was ruled by the puritans, which meant that the two lesbians were
always under the threat of a judicial action.
And a judicial action could mean anything from bankruptcy to harsh physical
pain.
Someone knocked at the door, and when she heard the three firm bangs, Sally
felt something in her belly that talked about fear.
Without knowing precisely how and why, she goes to the door with the vivid
impression that the knocking brought bad news.
It was in the sound, or in the muffled voices she could hear on the other side
of the door, but something teased viciously her instinct.
So she first came near the bed and bent over Vivian's head, to kiss tenderly her
forehead.
Vivian grunted softly, still half asleep.
-" Who's this ?
- I don't know, I'll check."
Sally was surprised by her own voice it definitely was tensed, and she couldn't
help it, she couldn't help feeling nervous about any kind of late comer because
she knew that she somewhat lived out of the bounds of the Codex's law.
Three new bangs echoed in the flat.
-"I'm coming, I'm coming."
So she went to the door, peered in the hole, saw the uniforms and, in a
tremulous voice, said : " Just a second, I'm undressed. ", before she rushed to
the bed and said to Vivian, who was now completely awake, to hurry up and get
dressed as quickly as possible so that the appearances wouldn't accuse them.
But the pass was already in the bolt, and the door was open before Vivian could
even put on a T-shirt.
Grinning on the threshold, a woman wearing the distinctive uniform of the
judicial section said : " No need to dress my girls, cause you your bodies will
clearly be bare anew very soon.
Four persons entered the flat, the officer, who was a woman in her late
thirties with a face that told a long story about her being sadistic and
merciless, two young men wearing the uniform of the CE ( Codex Enforcement )
which was the sole police of New Boston, and a rather fat man more than fifty
year old who smiled cheerfully.
The woman-officer held an official form at arm's length and sneered.
-" Mesdemoiselles, before you even think about complaining, here is a document
that allows us to enter your abode and use any mean possible in order to enforce
the Codex's Law.
To translate it into common language, it does mean that you don't have any
reason at all to complain or resist whatever happens. Ok ? "
Sally, wearing only the thong which she had found near the bed, bit fiercely her
lower lip.
This time it was clear, the agents had come to punish them.
How and why she couldn't tell, but the presence of the two youngsters holding
sticks was definitely a clue that corporal punishment would be involved.
Vivian tried desperately to pull down the t-shirt to hide her shaved pussy to
the men and also to the terrible woman who was watching her with a vicious
stare.
-" Poor little thing, don't worry about showing your kitty to Miss Jarlad. There
is no point you know, cause Miss Jarlad will see your little sex sooner or
later."
The fat man giggled.
Miss Jarlad elbowed him and gave her orders to the two guards.
-" Go and secure the place. The last survey told us that 20 percent of lesbians
hid weapons, so scan the room. I don't want to receive a badly aimed bullet
today."
Because she was unnerved by the way the officer seemed to treat the two of them
like mere objects, Sally spoke to Miss Jarlad with a voice that certainly was
fiercer than expected.
-" And can we please know what you are doing here ? "
The officer burst into laughter.
-" Wow ! That's a strong headed little minx, isn't it ? "
The fat man giggled a bit more and then sat on the couch, without even thinking
of asking the permission.
The captain Jarlad grinned and displayed a couple of official forms that clearly
meant no good news.
-" This, my dear Sally, is a document that declares that you've been condemned,
you and your friend, to an administrative sanction because of your overdrafts on
each of your accounts.
And this is the result of an inquest done by the Codex's office of Civil Unrest
that concludes that you and your friend are guilty of more than twenty-five
different forms of characterized offence against the Codex's Law."
She then let a few seconds to the two girls so that they start to see what it
does mean.
-" As a conclusion, this inquest declares that you are liable to receive, as
soon as possible, an administrative sanction including a fine, a period in jail
and, first of all, a corporal punishment.
You might go in appeal concerning the fine and the imprisonment, but as soon as
we are here, you will now have to undergo the corporal punishment, as it is
clearly written in the Codex.
Which means that you I will have to make you experience physical pain, here and
now, within the limits of your condemnation. "
The fat man clapped his hands.
-" I love it when you talk like that ! "
Vivian had given up pulling her T-shirt and watched the scene with a growing
despair on her lovely face.
As the guards finished checking the room for concealed weapons, Sally and her
felt the cold shivers of fear slowly invade their bodies, and this dread that
clutch at their lovely throats clearly talked about the kind of punishment that
a woman's body couldn't soon forget.
-" First I want to know that the last, but not least, reason for our presence
this evening was your blatant homosexuality.
This perversion of yours has been confirmed by a number of witnesses in your
close neighbourhood, but I had to check one last time if this accusations were
grounded.
The fact that you both were naked before we entered will be the last piece of
evidence, of course.
So, I think I can now consider that your case can definitely be classified as
General Civil Criminality, which obliges me to tell you your rights in the new
light of your final condemnation."
The fat man smiled, and the two guards, menacingly gripping the sticks in their
hands, made the solution of rebellion become pure nonsense.
The captain Jarlad continued, using an extremely formal tone, on the very edge
of caricature.
-" As it is written in the Codex, being accused of General Civil Criminality or
GCC, affects your right in many ways.
First of all, you will not be able to appeal against any of the sanctions that
should be given to you during the first part of your condemnation, which means
today from now on until tomorrow at the same hour.
In the same way, you can't make any complaint concerning what might happen
during this first part, after effects included.
Only in the case of an established error in the very nature of your sanction
will you be allowed to deliver a complaint, and this can only be established by
an authority registered in the Codex.
The GCC Laws affects your statutory rights so that neither the parts of your
body considered as sensitive, fragile, or those considered as intimate should be
kept out of the treatments meant to sanction your crimes.
A special statement also declares that under the GCC Laws, the fundamental right
to a normal sexual life known as the Law 212Gc3 doesn't apply."
Vivian utters a discrete "oh no" and Sally clutches her fists her face shadowed
by a mix of anger and sadness.
-" Ok... What do you want to say ? That you will hurt us and you will also
certainly harm our sexes ? Why don't you say it clearly; all this judicial
gibberish always means the same thing and that thing is an employee being
trashed in the worst possible way. We know that don't we ? That's what the
Company is about..."
The captain Jarlad pursed her lips.
-" Ho ho ! I'm very disappointed by the way you judge the Company you work for.
And, by the way, criticising the Company without any proofs is a characterised
offence as you know."
Without being told to do so, a guard went in front of Sally and said.
-" Please keep your hand behind your back Miss."
The girl obeyed.
The guard hit her right on the navel, with the end of his stick, and hard enough
to make her stagger on her feet and clutch her stomach.
Vivian whined and told her friend, in a tremulous voice : " Don't do that, don't
say anything, it's useless, you'll only receive more blows."
Sally caressed her bellybutton, grimacing with pain, and nonetheless added.
-" I say that because it's true, and everyone knows it is true."
The guard shrugged, she put her hands behind her back a second time and kept a
hard expression on her face.
But when the new blow hit her, harder, on the same spot, her determination could
no longer sustain her and she moaned softly, bending and panting.
The captain Jarlad shook her head.
-" You should have listened to your little friend my girl. With what I have in
stall for you, you really don't need these extra blows."
Vivian, seeing that her lover was in pain, stepped in her direction to console
her. But the second guar used his stick so nastily on her back that she stopped
and felt the tears come to her eyes.
-" Just a last advice: you should never ever move or talk without my permission
as long as the sanction lasts. Each failure to comply with this rule will be
immediately followed by a blow given by the guards.
Very often during the sanction, you will be asked to stay still in a position
suitable to the treatment that must be inflicted. In each case you will have to
follow the instructions or you will be beaten until you do."
Vivian was terrified by the blow the guar had delivered right on her kidneys.
Moving didn't appear as being an option for her, not at all.
But Sally despite her being top less in front of three men and a woman-officer
was in such a rage that she couldn't refrain from showing that she could rebel
against the wanton treatment she had been condemned to.
-" All right, we won't move. But we still can talk, can't we. I mean, if we
don't criticise the Company of course.
- Of course.
- And are we allowed to insult our tormentors in this case ? "
The next blow came so suddenly that she wasn't able to contract her muscles as
she had done before.
The stick hit her flat beneath her navel and so hard that Vivian started when
she heard the noise.
Sally fell down on the floor, clutching her belly and moaning.
The captain winked at the guard.
-" Oh Sir ! You shouldn't strike that hard on the belly, you know it is sensible
there."
The fat man was crying with laughter.
-" That's a lesson for the nasty little bitch."
The captain Jarlad frowned.
-" Will you hold your tongue Sam ?"
The fat man grumbled and stayed silent.
-" All right, if you could now go and sit on the bed Sally, we would be able to
start this sanction now."
Sally, still holding her aching stomach, stood up and went on the bed.
The captain turned towards Vivian and, in a fake benevolent voice explained.
-" I will start with you my girl. And as you've been more disciplined than your
friend, I might be sympathetic during this first punishment.
Now would you please go in front of this chest of drawers here and put your
hands on it, and I may whip your bottom."
Vivian obeyed.
-" Can you please get rid of your T-shirt, all the punishment given to General
Criminals are to be given on a completely naked body.
The fat man grinned viciously.
Vivian undressed and arched her body, without being told to do so, to present
her firm, round bottom so that the whipping wouldn't strike her back or her
thighs.
The captain searched in the big bag containing her instruments and found a cane
that was three feet long, and looked in the meantime very hard and sufficiently
flexible to get extra momentum before the impacts.
She presented the cane to Vivian and declared.
-"So, as a starter, you will have your bottom canned. I'll give you twenty
strokes with this cane, and then I'll give you ten more on the back of your
thighs and the same on your back. Each stroke is supposed to let a mark on your
skin, so I may verify afterwards that each part of your body which has been
canned shows the right number of clear marks.
I'll start right now. It will be painful but you will have not to move until
I've finished with the canning and stay as silent as possible. If you move or
make too much noise while I'm canning you, a guard may give you some extra blows
on your belly, so try to stay quiet and still."
The canning starts, hard and precise, the blows hit Vivian's bottom until it is
nastily bruised and covered by sometimes terrible marks that criss-cross the
soft pale skin and had made her bleed a few times.
During the whole canning, Vivian raised all her strength not to move or make too
much noise, and she succeeded in staying nearly silent, apart from a low, sad
whine sometimes, when the hard blows made her blood come to the surface of her
tender skin.
Because they were more painful, the strokes given on her thighs made her moan
louder and the blows delivered to her back made her cough a few times when they
aimed at her shoulder blades and nearly shout when they hurt her on the kidneys.
At the end of the canning she was crying out her pain, of course, but silently
and with an astonishing dignity.
She then went near the bed to let Sally take her place and be canned exactly in
the same way.
During her own caning, Sally, too proud to act differently, kept still and quiet
just as Vivian, but, as the captain increased slightly the strength of her blows
on her, she had to summon all the power of her will not to shout when some
strokes clearly made her bleed, on the bottom, and also on the thighs and in the
lower part of her back. .
When it stopped, she slowly rejoined her friend near the bed and waited for the
next move of the their tormentor, without even trying to touch the aching parts
of her skin.
During the two canings, the fat man never stopped smiling and frequently touched
his trousers where his bulging penis was.
The captain Jarlad nodded her approval.
-" All right. If you keep on behaving like that, it will be quick and decent."
The fat man giggled.
-" I'm not sure they will when you will be caning their breasts..."
The captain looked furious.
-" Will you shut up ?!"
Vivian turned towards Sally and, in a choked voice, asked her friend :
-" What ?! It's not finished ?! I thought it was... She will cane our breasts
?!!"
A shadow of anger veiled Sally's eyes. She hated having to say that to Vivian,
but she had to.
-" Yes. We are Civil Criminals. That means that the punishment will be long and
she will certainly hurt our breasts or our sex...Or both..."
Receiving the first blow by the youngest guard, Sally couldn't go on and moaned
as it awoke the awful pain in her stomach.
Vivian was hit in the same way, and the surprise of receiving such a blow on a
sensible part of her anatomy made her stagger and fall on the floor, crying and
clutching her belly.
-" I told you you were not allowed to speak without my permission.
Well... Take your time to stand up, I'll start the next part with your friend
anyway.
Come on Sally, please go on the bed and lie on your back."
