There’s a specially farcical air about the story Jailed. I think it has to do with the way implausible events are delivered in a perfect deadpan, as if they were the most normal things that could possibly happen:
The big troopers placed her face down over the horse, her belly resting on the top of the hard leather. While one held her legs, the other grabbed her hands and secured them to the metal legs. Then the same to her legs, spreading them almost four feet.
Her feet were completely off the ground and she squirmed to try and see behind her.
“Proceed with the warm up,” the Judge directed, and the two troopers started a hand slapping of the large spread ass before them. Lightly at first, then with considerably more authority.
Diane shrieked with shame and indignation as the hands bounced off her bountiful bum, thighs, and one or two slaps right between the legs!
“DAREN! OH DAREN! THANK GOD YOU’RE HERE!” Diane screamed as she saw her soon-to-be-ex-husband come into
the room. “THEY’RE BEATING ME TO DEATH!” she screamed again.
“I am sorry darling, but I just got the call and came straight from the airport,” he lied, and advanced to his wife. He stroked her fleshy bottom and squeezed it a little.
“DAREN! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” Diane screamed.
“Oh, just looking,” he replied like a window shopper, “It’s been a while since I had a good look. Still sensitive back here?” he asked as he slid his index finger into her anus.
“DAREN STOP IT! GODDAMN YOU!” Diane screamed as her husband’s finger buried itself to the knuckle.
He pulled out his finger with an audible “plop” to the amusement of the others.
“I am afraid this court is out of my jurisdiction, but if you don’t mind, I should like to observe,” Daren stated.
“Of course, counselor,” the Judge stated, “always willing to help a colleague. Proceed with the punishment.”
“DAREN! YOU CAN’T MEAN THIS! YOU…” Diane’s plea was interrupted by the splat of the paddle on her bottom.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! three in quick succession had her howling like some injured animal. The large bottom shook and jiggled like so much jello as the trooper laid on another two swats.