Chapter 2. The offer
"Sit down, Mary. I hope you won't mind if I dispense with the formal Miss Curtis
bit."
They were in his home office. Mary sat in front of his desk and nervously looked
around. There was another desk with an office type chair, a computer and various
trays and piles of folders and papers. This must be for the secretary she
thought and by the state of things he obviously needed one. Vernon's desk too,
was cluttered with paperwork but the space between him and Mary was clear.
Noting Mary's glancing looks he muttered, "Yes, I do need a real secretary. The
'bimbo' as you aptly put it yesterday, left before she even started. Had you not
staged this little episode, you might have been offered the job."
"But we are not here to discuss that. The option for me to claim damages is
still open but there is an alternative I am prepared to offer. As I told you
earlier, first and foremost I want retribution. I want to see you punished. The
money is nothing to me, only a means to an end. Secondly, you know how I am
partial to women, what you may not realise is that I have always wanted the
control of a completely subservient women, one to play with and punish exactly
as I please. None of the ladies I've had have allowed me to go that far so this
may prove a very rare opportunity, providing you agree to my terms of course."
"You want me to.....I couldn't....." stuttered Mary.
"Just wait and listen. Here is my proposition. You either walk out of here now
and await the legal documents from my lawyers or you will ostensibly go for a
two weeks long walking holiday. In practice you will travel with me to a cottage
on the Yorkshire moors not far from the Pennine Way. On the first night there I
will punish you by giving your bare backside a good thrashing. Make no mistake,
I intend it to be painful but undertake not to cause you any permanent damage or
scarring. Thereafter I will use you sexually in any way and at any time I desire
until the end of the two weeks. During that time any disobedience or reluctance
to accept what I wish to do with you will also be punished. On our return, if
you still wish it, I will give you the secretary's job provisionally on a one
month contract at the end of which if you prove suitable, you will be offered a
permanent post."
Mary looked aghast. Her face drained of colour. She opened her mouth to speak
but several seconds elapsed before words came. "You....you want to thrash and
rape me? I don't believe it. That isn't a choice."
"You had better believe it Mary. You do have a choice. Either you have your
whole life ruined by having your name dragged through the courts followed by
homelessness or you have a very difficult, humiliating and painful fortnight but
with prospects thereafter."
"I don't believe you can legally do this," Mary almost whispered the words.
"Yes, you are right but what you did wasn't very legal either."
Once more tears flowed down Mary's face. "Mr. Rocher please, is there no other
way? Could I not work for you for a bare minimum of pay? I am sure I could
organise this office to work more efficiently. I was good at my job at Rogers
and Brinkley's,"
"You may call me Vernon. All my staff do. The money may seem like a fortune to
you but for me it is a mere pittance and although I believe you could work
wonders in this office I would not have my 'pound of flesh' and I am looking
forward to that. Come into the kitchen. We'll have tea and I think Sylvia has
left some cream cakes. We can discuss it further but you must decide tonight. I
have to let Rodrick know in the morning whether or not to proceed with the
claim."
Mary protested cream cakes were fattening and was so surprised when Vernon
stated she wasn't fat only nicely plump and cuddly that she blushed deeply.
Planning for the trip was already well advanced. Vernon had booked the vacation
weeks before and intended to take another girl with him but when she found out
she was expected to wear walking boots and tramp across the moors as well as
making love, her mother conveniently fell ill and needed long term attention. It
was the fact that she would be fell walking during the day that finally decided
Mary. In her mind she argued that if they were out walking all day, then she
would only have to submit to him in the evenings. In a very small voice and
shaking with emotion and fear, Mary finally agreed to accept the punishment and
go with him.
Vernon's enquiry about her sexual experience caused Mary to blush furiously
before admitting her virginity. "So I guess you are not on the pill?" It was as
much a statement as a question. "We don't want you getting pregnant do we?" He
picked up the phone, dialed and even from the one side of the conversation she
could hear, Mary knew he was making an appointment for her. "Monday morning 9.30
you will attend a private clinic in Bury to get a prescription. They will
probably want to do a blood test as well."
Later that evening Vernon drove Mary to within a few hundred yards of her home
to keep the prying eyes of her neighbours from becoming suspicious.
