Chapter 6. Robert and Cheree
"Your tickets and passport please Sir." Acting Superintendent Charles Milburn
from the Birmingham Vice Squad handed the smiling stewardess his tickets and
passport all made out in the name of Robert Lanford.
"Sorry we had a car crash on the way and my partner was taken to hospital. I
nearly didn't make it." Robert said as the girl perused the documents. "What's
the mess on the quayside?" Workers were still trying to clear the flour but with
the onshore wind, as fast as one area was swept, wind eddying around the ship
moved it elsewhere.
"Only flour Sir. They had a little accident when loading supplies. Just as well
we did otherwise you may have been too late. Sir? I was told no singles, only
couples on this trip, Sir. I will have to check with the tour organiser."
"I wouldn't mind it if you coupled up with me, Sadie," Robert replied reading
the nametag on the girl's blouse.
"You know the rules Sir. Staff are to be left alone unless we volunteer in our
off shift time." Picking up a phone she contacted Master Frederick who listened
to Robert's story and then phoned the hospital before allowing him on board.
Cheryl "Cheree" Baines had lived with Robert for four months believing him a
business man with a liking for bondage and stuff. He seemed to have enough money
to live well and buy her clothes and other gifts. On the downside, she had allow
him to smack her bottom and at times he did hit hard, and to fuck her equally
hard. That she didn't mind at all.
They had met at a club her friend Fiona knew of and gained her admission.
Towards the end one of the men there had too much to drink and was being
obnoxious, leering down her dress and feeling up her skirt. She already knew
what went on at the club and indeed had allowed other men to fondle her breasts
and finger her cunt while they watched two young 'schoolgirls' being caned by a
'headmaster'. Afterwards in the dorm the two girls applied salve and the ate
each others cunts to a climax. Of course everyone knew they weren't really
schoolgirls but the caning was real enough. The men fondling her, quickly gave
Cheree an orgasm that made her so wet she had to retire to the ladies room and
clean herself up. The two schoolgirls were in there cleaning themselves too and
they spent some time gossiping.
Fiona and her men friends had moved to an alcove by the time she returned and
for a few minutes Cheree sat alone. It was then the obnoxious man moved in.
Robert, seeing the girl having trouble getting rid of the drunk moved to Cheree
and bluntly told the man "Piss off mate, the lady is with me." Fortunately two
bouncers also arrived on the scene and led the man away.
Robert stayed and chatted with Cheree and they got along well with each other.
Both of them thought the incident was over and were surprised when the Master of
Ceremonies announced an extra item.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Masters and Slaves. We have an additional item on our
programme for tonight. As you should all have read and signed a copy of our
rules, you will know that drunken behaviour is not tolerated on these premises.
Neither from a man or a woman. Many of you witnessed the deplorable behaviour of
one man earlier. He is now here to pay for his sins." The curtain opened to
reveal the man, now naked hanging by his wrists with his feet well off the
floor. His body swung and twisted as he tried to kick and plead. He certainly
didn't seem as drunk now.
"The penalty for such behaviour is a thrashing with a flogger by the person or
persons offended by the miscreant. The rules do allow for the offended party to
nominate someone to punish the offender on their behalf. I now call on the young
lady at table seven to come and do her duty on this man or nominate another to
do it for her."
Cheree nominated Robert. Having been a club member for four months, Robert had
twice seen members flogged for misbehaviour and knew the audience would
encourage him to lay it on harder and harder. He also knew that while the soft
suede flogger hurt and would leave painful red stripes, by the end of the week
they would be gone.
Applause accompanied Robert as he climbed on to the stage. "Start at the knees
and work up the back and down the front," whispered the M.C as he handed Robert
the flogger. "Do it hard. This one has been objectionable several times."
Robert handled the flogger like a tennis racket. Once a few blows started the
man swinging, he waited until the man swung towards him and then laid on a smart
blow to set him swinging further. The audience loved it and were soon yelling
"More! More! More!" until the man's body was covered on both sides with light
red welts.
Cheree kissed him when he returned and when she touched his cock through his
trousers she murmured that it flogging a man seemed to turn him on. Robert, his
finger in her cunt remarked she seemed turned on as well and suggested the went
to one of the alcoves where there were mattresses. For a few minutes they fucked
like rabbits but both having been turned on by the events of the evening their
fucking was short lived.
Returning to their table they arranged to meet a few days later for a meal and
then again at the club the following week. At that meeting on seeing a woman at
a table opposite them get her bottom chastised she shyly asked him to warm her
bottom with the flogger. Robert obliged and when the event on stage finished he
publicly bent her over the back of a chair and gave her twenty strokes with the
house flogger. Immediately after they went to an alcove where her found her wet
and ready for his cock.
A week later, she moved into his house as his servant and sexual slave. Over the
months Robert became very fond of her and when news of the cruise came through,
he booked her on it to travel with him. However as information from his and
investigations in other parts of the world came in, Robert realised the cruise
was partly a blind for an illegal trade in young white girls for sale in far
eastern markets. The most likely place for kidnapping the girls was Barbados.
Five girls disappeared from the last cruise. Apparently they had left the ship
together in a mini-bus to spend a few days at a hotel before going to the
airport for the return flight home. The bursar sent fax copies of the hotel
reservation she had made for them and the alterations for their return flights
home. They didn't check in at the air terminal and nor had the hotel any record
of their being there. Once they left the ship no one had seen or heard of them.
Robert knew he had to book as a couple but didn't want to have Cheree under his
feet during the investigation, he wanted to be free to change partners and try
to gather further information. He also did not want her to become involved in
any kidnapping deals where his emotions might prejudice his judgment. He called
on his friend and boss, Chief Superintendent Phil Smethers and together they
hatched a plan.
Robert drove the scenic route to the port. It made a pleasant change from the
motorway even though the roads were narrow and winding. About seven miles from
Padmouth, on a curve he swung the car off the road and crashed the passenger
side into a tree denting the wing and breaking the headlight. He had slowed
enough for the seat belts to prevent any serious injury to either of them.
Cheree looked shocked and turned to Robert. As she did so, Robert hit her neck
with a karate chop that rendered her unconscious. Immediately he lifted her
sharply and banged her head on the top of the windscreen bruising her forehead.
The ambulance was on the scene in minutes and took the pair to Padmouth General
Hospital where Cheree was kept in for observation and a CT scan. While this was
going on Robert informed the police that a car coming the other way had forced
him to swerve off the road. He then slipped away and took a taxi to the harbour.
Later Phil Smethers asked the local police to hold Cheree until he sent someone
to pick her up as she was wanted for questioning concerning prostitution crimes.
Robert had Helen James, a Birmingham WPC, drafted in to escort Cheree to a safe
house and ordered her to keep Cheree under observation 24/7. He knew she would
be happy to do so and she owed him a favour. When the vice squad had raided a
lesbian club for drugs, Helen had been there and Robert, who had seen her in the
station a few times, had allowed her to slip away so her name wasn't on the list
of detainees. "Don't be afraid to chain her to the bed or to sleep with her,"
Robert said to Helen at the end of her briefing.
Master Frederick, the tour organiser arrived. He already knew Robert well enough
but thought it best to check the story. After phoning the hospital to see if
Cheryl Baines was actually a patient there and finding she was and the story
they gave him was similar to the one Robert had told, allowed him on board.
"I'll be more than pleased to see you when you get off duty," Robert smiled at
the stewardess.
