Kate Returns Home Ch. 14

By Susan Greenway

[This story includes bodily functions and significant discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. This chapter will be much more comprehensible if you read the previous chapters first. All characters are well over 18. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use her Women’s Republic setting and her characters.]

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After Kathryn thanked Kate and Harry for giving her such a delightful evening beginning with their dining together and proceeding to their time together in Kate’s bedroom, she quietly dressed and kissed both Kate and Harry good night and her happy look on her face made them feel that they had done something special for her. Kate had encouraged Harry to pay full attention to Kathryn so that they might help make her feel wanted and sexually attractive.

Harry did not need convincing because he was drawn to Kathryn’s voluptuous figure and felt pleased that his wife wanted him to satisfy her colleague. Kathryn needed to watch with whom she became intimate because of her work as a principal procurement officer in the Corrections Service. She had become close with Kate through handling procurement for the Disciplinary and Retraining Unit which Kate commanded.

Kathryn, who held the rank of Warrant Officer Third Class, which was the highest specialist grade, had no conflicts of interest with her colleague, and Harry was not off limits because Kate was fully supportive of the three of them enjoying each other in bed.

Despite the strenuous servicing Harry provided to both women, he was still happy to continue to please his wife, whom he did not have the chance to spend time with all that frequently. Kate lay on her back and drew her legs up so that her vulva and her anal opening were on display to her husband. He got between her legs and enjoyed licking both of her orifices. This warmed Kate immediately and she told him she was ready for some more lovely fucking. She helped him move up so that he could slip his hard cock into her sopping vagina.

This was their third time having intercourse that evening and from Kate’s point of view, she enjoyed it the most. Harry was thrusting in and out of her cunt and Harry rose to be able to play with her rigid nipples and kiss her deeply. He held her around her chest as they kissed and fucked at the same time. Kate sensed their closeness and the love they both felt. As she rose to the stimuli, she realized she was very close to yet another cum and she asked her husband how close he was. He told her that he was so excited being inside her and so close to her that he could cum anytime she wanted.

Kate reached down and let her finger slip into his anus. She was able to massage his prostate and knew that would bring him off and the sensations his spurts inside her caused were successful in bringing her off, too.

“I love you to death, darling,” she said, “and this has been so wonderful. We have to be able to get together often like this. Life is too short to have to wait.”

Harry felt a lot of love for Kate, too. He held her in high admiration for her having already moved so far in the Service at her young age, for she was just 26 now and already a major and commandant of her unit. Even though she had sent him for reeducation which resulted in his spending two weeks at a very severe corrections camp for men, his affection for her did not decline. She had even forgiven him–after imposing discipline–for allowing Nicole, then a barracks sergeant at the camp, to seduce and fuck him.

For her part, Kate was ready to forgive him and realized she should forgive Nicole rather than allow their antagonism to fester. So now Nicole was a valued cadre in Kate’s unit and had just been sent to Goose Cookers in the Women’s Republic’s second city. Kate expected to see Nicole the next day for a report in person on what had been learned at Goose Cookers, which had set up its own disciplinary office for its own employees.

Kate needed to get out of bed to use her well-equipped bathroom. She invited her husband to join her in the shower which they both needed after all the sex they had been having. Harry climbed out of bed, and they walked hand in hand into Kate’s shower, already naked. They soaped each other up and made sure they thoroughly cleaned each other’s intimate places.

Harry said he now needed to pee and couldn’t wait any more. Kate told him to do it in the shower and then she released the contents of her own bladder. The two pee streams turned the couple on, but Kate said they’d better finish up so they could get to sleep soon.

They then dried each other with nice thick towels, and Kate, who had her period, put a fresh tampon in her vadge, and then pulled up a pair of the new period panties Kathryn had given her from the recent order she had received.

Harry arose early and had an appointment at Goose Cookers’ capital office that day. Kate decided to get up with him to have breakfast together. She excused herself to use the bathroom and Harry joined her there to shave. He watched as she pulled down her panties and sat on the toilet. Kate was not embarrassed having a bowel movement in front of him or changing her tampon again. She was an exhibitionist and turned around on the toilet so her husband could see her movement emerge from her bottom. Then she turned back and took out her soiled tampon, which Harry could see was soaked, and efficiently inserted a new one.

Harry took a break from shaving to wipe her, moving the toilet paper from wiping her pee from her vulva right down to her wet vagina and then pushed the paper into her cute little anus. He showed her the paper stained with pee and poo, then flipped it through her legs into the toilet. Kate was so happy realizing that her husband was not freaked out by all this happening with both getting to view it.

After they breakfasted, Harry was picked up by a cab that took him to his appointment the head of Goose Cookers’ capital office and the firm’s innovative director, Eleanor. Kate had met Eleanor and they had become friends, introduced through Eleanor’s marriage to Kate’s ultimate boss, the Chief of Staff of the Service, GEN Annette. Annette had invited Kate’s predecessor as unit head, then-LTC Rachel, now a full colonel, who brought Kate with her. Since then, Kate and Eleanor had lunched together and had intimate relations upstairs in the private quarters at Eleanor’s exclusive women’s club in the capital. Eleanor also had a high regard for Kate’s disciplinary skills and had been disciplined by her on several occasions.

Eleanor greeted Harry warmly and discussed the litigation which Harry had been asked to take on, representing the business. Eleanor was accompanied by the business’s general counsel, Justine, who had travelled to the capital from the Goose Cookers headquarters in the second city.

Justine explained that one of their products had been copied and now was being sold by a smaller competitor. She explained that the business leadership wanted Harry to proceed to obtain an injunction and then an accounting of all revenue the competitor had realized. Eleanor had Justine and Harry go into a free office and get going on putting together the filing package for the litigation.

Justine had drafted the pleading and she and Harry went over it line by line after he had read it. Harry was a litigator by trade and was able to master the essentials of any company for the purpose of representation in court. They spent a good hour and a half rewriting and reconceiving the papers, as well as discussing how Harry would argue for the injunction.

The business, through Justine, had sent a letter along with a cease-and-desist demand, which had been ignored. They had the injunction papers ready to be filed that day and requested a return date in court a week later. Harry would return to his home in the second city, so he and Justine agreed to fly back together. Eleanor had a chance to speak with Harry by themselves and told him that when he returned to argue, she wanted Kate and him to join Annette and her at their place for dinner.

“Kate is a good friend,” she said, “and I know we would like to enjoy an evening with the two of you. Why don’t you stay over and come over to our apartment tonight?” When Harry accepted, knowing that Kate would approve, Eleanor asked Justine if she would join them. Eleanor added that she could have her office make their arrangements to fly out early the next day.

Harry knew that this was a good move for both his wife and himself. Representing Goose Cookers would give him a special cachet in the Women’s Republic as a man who could be valuable to the most powerful women and institutions in the Republic. For her part, Justine, who was in her late 30s and sported a sparkling head of auburn hair, which looked good with her conservative suit, decided that being with Eleanor socially, and with Harry and his wife, along with Annette, was not an invitation to pass up.

Eleanor gave Annette a call to let her know what she had organized. Justine said she’d stay and get work done at the firm’s capital office, using the room Eleanor had given Harry and her for working space. Harry called Kate to let her know what was being planned and agreed to meet her back at her suite. She said that when he wanted to return to her place, she’d leave word at the desk to let him in.

Harry left to go back to Kate’s suite. He was surprised to discover her there, although it was only mid-afternoon. She didn’t seem pleased.

“So, Eleanor talked you into a dinner party?” she said, sounding quite annoyed.

“Didn’t I do the right thing?” he asked, not sure where this was going.

“You call me before accepting a social engagement here,” Kate snapped.

“I thought you liked Eleanor,” Harry rejoined. “She seems quite fond of you.”

“I do,” Kate replied, “and she does. But I’m not so sure I want to get into a major orgy tonight with them.”

“Is that what will happen?” Harry asked, incredulous.

“It could,” Kate said. “Eleanor is very much into playing with people like us. She’ll get that General Counsel involved before the woman gets a chance to consider the implications. They now have their hooks into you, and she’d like nothing better than to expand her network. If the invite came from Annette, I wouldn’t have any choice but to accept. Justine will be delighted to go back and tell Janet how she has gotten into the inner circle. Did she come on to you? I really don’t know her at all.”

“No, she didn’t,” Harry said, visibly bothered by Kate’s reaction. “She was entirely professional. We just worked on the legal stuff. You do know these people and I don’t but…”

“That’s right, you don’t,” Kate again snapped at him. “So, you need to let me make the calls when it comes to this kind of situation, ok? Don’t get me wrong–I’ve played there–both sex and discipline–with Eleanor, Annette, Janet, Rachel, you get the drift.”

“Are you worried we might end up in bed or something like that with them?” Harry asked.

“Yes,” Kate said, and she seemed distraught. “You don’t get it, do you?” she looked at her husband. “Do you think I want to get into a scene with them when I will start bleeding when I remove my tampon?”

It finally clicked with Harry that Kate did not want her period to be generally known.

“I get it,” he said quietly. “I was obtuse and never thought about why you wouldn’t want to go there and possibly get involved in some playing, right?”

“You win the prize, but you realized what was going on a bit late, sweetie,” she told him. “I’m disappointed in you, Harry.”

This cut Harry to the quick. He so loved her, even when she got stern and incredibly dominant. But he hated to think he had hurt her.

“Pull down your pants,” she ordered in a tone that would brook no resistance.

He complied and she then took down his boxer shorts. It couldn’t be helped, he wondered, that his cock was wildly erect.

Kate noticed and was pleased that domme behavior would get him hard.

“Bend over my desk and grasp the other side,” she said coolly. Harry realized he was in for it, but he wasn’t sure with what.

He learned soon enough. Kate took her little black graphite rod out of her handbag. She lay it on his bare ass, drew it back, and began firing at his pale cheeks. Little red lines started to appear as Harry’s bottom became increasingly sensitive and striped. He felt like a thousand tiny bugs were biting him.

Kate kept striking his bottom with the little rod. She moved lower on his bottom where it hurt more. Then she used the tip of the rod to poke into his little anal star and ran the rod through his legs. She tapped it gently on the shaft of his cock and on his scrotum.

“Yes, sweetie,” she purred, “you might make me apply this in these places if you are naughty like that again.”

Harry was now frightened. He adored her but she sure had a nasty streak, a streak which kept him incredibly hard. Oh, he so wanted to fuck her now, but he knew that wasn’t happening.

Kate now reached under her uniform skirt and pulled off her plain white cotton panties. She unzipped her skirt and removed it. Then she lay back on her bed and spread her legs. She told her husband to get between her legs and take out her tampon with his teeth. First, though, she had him put dark towels under her bottom.

Harry did what he was told and moved his face between Kate’s lovely legs. He saw the little white string and grasped it with his teeth and pulled. It took a tug to move it but then it slowly emerged from her cunt. His face was soaked by a gush of menstrual blood that followed the tampon out of her pussy.

“I need to be licked now,” she said sweetly to him, as if it were a request, not an order.

He pushed his face in and began to apply his tongue to her bleeding gash. The flow was mixed in with her arousal juices and he found to his surprise that he liked the metallic but femmy taste that he was experiencing. He tried to curl his tongue to get it further inside her pretty pussy. He told himself that it was wild how much he loved her, enough to get off on licking her during her period.

It didn’t take long for her to cum. When she did, even more of her flow landed on his face. She looked down from where her head lay on her pillow and smiled.

“I may want you to do this every time I have my monthly,” she told him. Even though she was still pissed at him, her horniness during her period won out.

“Harry, you should know I get angry easier when I’m on, but I also want to fuck more, if that’s possible,” Kate grinned. “Put me out of my misery, darling, and stuff me with that lovely cock.”

Harry wasn’t that surprised by her change of mood. He now knew how horny Kate got during her period. He also loved the prospect of fucking her now, too, because he got a special charge about the messiness and her happiness at overcoming it through hot sex. She was hot–from the moment his cock pressed into her, she was in motion, and he had to thrust hard to keep up with her pace. This was a delightful fast fuck. They both came within minutes.

After they both lay on their backs exhausted from the frenzy, Kate decided that she would wear a menstrual cup instead of using tampons tonight. She told Harry where to discover it in her dresser drawer and he came back with the little bag.

She took it out and expertly flattened it, then holding it between her thumb and finger, slipped it into her bleeding vagina and positioned it to sit below her cervix and fill up with her flow. Then she put on a pair of the period panties Kathryn had sent her–these were black–and pulled them up. They were boy shorts and she felt good in them.

Now they lay together on the bed and Kate held him in her arms. “I’m sorry I had to punish you, honey,” she said warmly. “You know how much I love you so you can see how it hurt me when you did what you did.”

Harry started to think that he liked it when Kate turned into this sort of mood, but he also recalled that he had had no reason to think that the dinner invitation would cause a commotion with her.

“Is your bottom sore?” she asked solicitously. “I know it is, darling. I’m sorry I had to discipline you. Crouch over me with your bottom facing me now.”

Harry moved so he was perched over Kate with his reddened bottom and recessed anal opening staring her in the face. Much to Harry’s surprise, Kate now leaned up and began licking his bottom-hole. He was amazed at how proficient she was and how turned on he was both by feeling her tongue press inside and by the realization that she was making him feel so good by doing this. He’d never known a woman who would do it, much less volunteer and do it without being asked. He chuckled because he knew he never would have had the nerve to ask her to lick his ass.

They then lay together in each other’s arms for a long time. By the time they wanted to get up it was already six o’clock and there were evening shadows outside her bay window. Kate went into the bathroom and extracted the cup to empty it into the toilet on which she was sitting. She then enjoyed a nice long pee before she re-inserted the cup. She prided herself on how quickly she became used to this new period protection.

Harry knew it was all right to come in when she was on the bowl. She smiled and invited him to pee through her spread legs. She liked seeing him do that and aim well enough so he didn’t get any of his hot pee on her legs or in her pussy.

“This is going to get a little smelly,” she warned him with a grin as she felt a very soft movement–the kind she had during her period–slide out of her bottom into the toilet.

She was right. It was a powerful shitty smell. He knew what he needed to do, though.

“Can I wipe you now, darling?” he asked.

She smiled and said she would love for him to do that. He took some toilet paper and bunching it, softly pressed it between her labia and down over her plugged vagina to her messy anal area which he wiped thoroughly and after depositing the paper in the toilet, took some more off the roll and finished wiping her2 clean in her rear.

Then he began to stand and took her head in his hands and kissed her deeply and intensely.

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Kate knew she didn’t need to show up for the dinner in uniform. Annette was the only other Service member there, and the Chief of Staff didn’t feel obliged to wear her uniform on social occasions in her apartment. Eleanor greeted them and introduced Harry to Annette, who smiled and told him what good things she had heard about him. Eleanor chuckled.

Soon Justine arrived. Eleanor had arranged a room for her at the women’s club where Eleanor was a member. Justine had brought a small case with her just in case she stayed over and had a simple skirt and blouse in it. She wore her business-day thigh-hi hose and clever burgundy pumps. Her auburn hair, with bangs in front, glistened from her shower.

Eleanor was active in maintaining conversation among her guests. Kate had not met Justine previously and wondered she was pleasant enough, even for a lawyer. She wasn’t jealous because her own status was high, but she also appreciated that Harry could speak professionally with Justine, so she might as well accept that.

Eleanor didn’t embarrass Justine by asking her questions in front of everyone that could make her feel targeted. But when the two of them were conversing aside from the rest, she asked her if she had had to visit the Goose Cookers disciplinary office.

Justine’s face colored instantly, and Eleanor realized she had pushed a button.

“Yes, I have,” she said crisply, “and it’s not something I ever want to experience again.”

Eleanor then said offhandedly that she had been there so she hoped Justine would be eager to open up to her about it. She explained what had happened when Janet was disciplined, and she could see that Justine’s mouth fell open. Eleanor was pleased that this indicated that word of Janet’s embarrassing punishment had not circulated that widely through the business if the general counsel hadn’t heard about it.