My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04

... in Susan's eyes as I'd told her. Susan actually looked hopeful. I still couldn't read Kate's expression, "No, Susan. Thank you so much, but I can't let you do that for me. I'll be fine, I'm tough." Kate winked at Susan.

Susan immediately looked at me, "Please My Lord, don't be too hard on her."

"That's important to you Susan?"

"Yes My Lord, very!"

I watched Susan's face closely. All I saw was concern for Kate.

I watched Kate's face. Her eyes looked glassy, like she was trying not to cry. I tried to not be moved by the emotional display from the two women. I felt all eyes in the dorm on me, waiting on my decision. It was seriously overwhelming.

I reached down, cupped Susan's face in my hand, caressed her cheek, "Alright Susan, you win, I'll go easy on her." The smile she showed me was magnificent. I looked up, everyone would see Kate's punishment shortly, so I decided to announce it to the dorm. "Kate will spend the night in the barn. I was going to suspend her overnight, but I'll end her suspension at midnight and allow her to sleep in a stall for the rest of the night."

I scanned the room, most of our staff appeared to be satisfied. Some were inscrutable, no one looked pissed. Not that I wold let their opinions change my decision. But I was anxious to find a balance that provided appropriate punishment without either being too lenient, or too harsh. Looking around the room, I felt I'd achieved that.

"I'll allow two of you to sit with her if you'd ...

... like. Make sure the critters don't eat her. It doesn't have to be the same two all night. You may give her water, but nothing to eat. You may talk with her, keep her company if you wish. You will not touch the winch once I set it. You will not rig up something for her to stand or sit on. Kate is to remain uncovered all night. She can have fresh hay to sleep on in the stall, but no blankets. I have no expectation of any of you doing any of these things," I looked at Susan, knowing what she was thinking, "but you have permission IF YOU WANT TO."

Attaching Kate's leash, I turned and walked out of the dorm headed towards the barn, Kate followed right along behind me. The barn was a wood framed structure. Attached beneath over-sized ceiling joists, was a steel I-beam running the length of the building. The beam carried a two thousand pound winch on roller trucks for moving various items into and out of the barn.

I led Kate to the center-line of the barn, directly under the I-beam. I rolled the winch in place above Kate and lowered the cable, stopping the winch hook in front of Kate's face. Before I could come around and loop the chain binding her cuffs together into the hook, Kate did it herself.

We looked in each other's eyes. I saw apprehension and determination. I saw shame and pride. I think I may even have seen a flicker of respect. Bit I saw none of the hate, or anger I expected. A tiny bit of my own apprehension was relieved. For the first time, I actually felt a ...