The Educators - Part 12

In their cell, Kate and Meghan have dinner as quickly as possible. After the fifty strokes they received this morning, they both hurry to finish their food, eager to lie face down again and avoid sitting on their very sore behinds.

-You fucking moron! -exclaims Meghan-. I can’t believe you don’t even know how to give a spanking…

-You said that already! And I told you that I had never done it before. Just let it go!

-How difficult is it to slap someone’s ass, Kate? You just have to aim and hit!

-I was afraid I would hurt you, okay?

-Oh, really? And didn’t you think that I would rather take a hard hand spanking from you than fifty strokes with a cane?

-Alright, Meghan. I promise that, if they give us another chance, I will smack your bum to a pulp. And I will be glad to!

The duchesses of Cambridge and Sussex finish their dinners and put the plastic dishes back through the small trapdoor that their kidnappers use to hand them their meals. As soon as they are done, they lie face down, with their sore bottoms facing the ceiling. They remain in silence for a while, until Kate starts sobbing.

-Fuck, Kate… Can you stop crying for more than ten minutes in a row? You are giving me a headache.

-Sorry, Meghan, perhaps you believe I’m overreacting. You must think me foolish for crying, just because we have been kidnapped by a bunch of lunatics and we don’t know if we are going to die here.

-You are foolish. There's no doubt about that… And the most annoying person I’ve ever known…

-Oh my god, Meghan, I can’t believe this. I really can’t. It’s bad enough that you constantly belittle me in front of the family, but I never would have thought that, even in a life and **** situation like this, you would still have the energy to bully me!

-What are you talking about? When have I ever done that?

-You do it all the time! Every time I say something, you make a comment to make me look silly, and everybody smiles. You all think I don’t notice, but I do!

-You know what? Yeah, I love making fun at how naive you are. And you make it so easy! Because you are an idiot who constantly says stupid things. Even the Queen chuckles every time you open your dumb mouth!

-I can’t believe you said that…

-You think you are better than me? Let me tell you something, miss goody two shoes: I have feelings too. And I notice the contempt in everybody’s eyes each time you’re all “We are going to do civilized European things now. You can sit there and be quiet. Or you can go back to America, to eat fried chicken with your fingers in a parking lot. We don’t really care what you do”.

-Oh, my goodness, you are paranoid! We never said anything like that!

-You don’t need to say it. I can see it in your eyes!

-Oh, great… You must be really good at reading eyes, if you got that much information from a stare…

-You are not very subtle… you posh bitch!

-This is unbelievable, Meghan. Yesterday, when I was alone in my cell, I felt so lonely and scared that I would have given anything to have company… to hug another human being… And today, they place my sister-in-law in my cell and, instead of giving each other support, we’re here arguing. This is ridiculous!

-Everything you do is ridiculous…

-Gosh, you’re insufferable!!!!

They stay quiet for several hours. Kate is lying facing the wall, avoiding eye contact with her cellmate. Meghan can’t stop looking at her body. She has fantasized about seeing Kate nude ever since they met, and today she is right there, next to her, naked as a jailbird. Meghan relishes in the sight of Kate’s beautiful bottom, now covered in bruises from today’s caning, making it even more captivating to her.

“Oh, shit… How can I be horny? I’m a fucking pervert”, thinks Meghan, unable to understand her own state of mind in such a terrifying context. Right now, she doesn’t feel scared, or sad, or angry… she is just extremely aroused. She is submerged in these thoughts when she hears Kate’s voice.

-Meghan… Are you awake?

-Yes.

-I need a hug…

-From me? I thought you didn’t like me.

-I don’t. But I need a hug. I really do. Please… -she says, crying again.

Meghan rolls towards Kate and embraces her. The contact of each other’s skin has an immediate comforting effect on both of them.

-I thought you were never gonna ask, you silly.