Sunday, 1 May 2016

Sunday, May 01, 2016 -

Swish... Thwack! - Volume 3

a collection of adult caning stories
by LSF Publications
Published: Apr 1, 2016
Words: 24,635
Category: general
Orientation: M/F
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Caned in Saudi Arabia
by Mike London

Anne-Marie had been enjoying herself until the police arrived.

As an air hostess she should have known better than to bring alcohol to a party in Saudi Arabia, but she hadn't been able to resist the appeals of Suhayla, one of the two local girls with whom she had become friendly. Now they were both being taken away with her in the police van, while the men were taken elsewhere.

At the police station the three girls were separated for questioning. Poor Anne-Marie did not understand a word of Arabic and none of the police spoke any English. At last she managed to get them to understand the name of the airline that she worked for. She was thrown into a dirty cell on her own where the only furniture was one unmade bunk and a tiny barred window too high for her to see through, and was left to her thoughts. Anne-Marie had no idea how serious this matter was; she only hoped it would not affect her job.

Insects were crawling about on the floor. Anne-Marie sat down on the bunk, pulled her legs up, and waited.

After a couple of hours the cell door opened and a policeman came in. He made no attempt to talk to Anne-Marie, but grabbed her roughly and dragged her out back to the interview room. There she was shocked to see David.

She was glad that they'd found someone on the airline's staff who spoke Arabic, and she knew that David was a fluent speaker. But she wished it could have been anyone but him. He fancied himself as a ladies' man and had been making himself obnoxious to her ever since she'd turned him down. Now she could notice a slight smirk on his face.

A senior police officer, dressed like an army soldier, came in. He spoke to her slowly and David translated his words...

"You were caught drinking alcohol. That is illegal in this country. Have you got anything to say?"

Anne-Marie looked questioningly at David, but remained silent.

"The other women have admitted the charge. They understood that if they put us to the expense of a trial their punishment would be much worse. That applies to you too. Did you drink alcohol?"

Anne-Marie thought desperately. She had done what they said. If the other women admitted it, she didn't see how she could get off. In any case, surely a 24 year old woman drinking alcohol couldn't be so serious, could it? She saw David nod his head slightly.

"Yes, I did," she said. David translated her words.

"Very well. The other two women have been sentenced to six months imprisonment and fifteen strokes of the cane. As you are not a citizen you will be deported and will receive twelve strokes of the cane."