Chapter 2. Superior Guest Room (with city skyline view), Radisson Blu Hotel, Uppsala, Sweden. Monday, 19 January, 01:37.
“Enough Gun! I think I’ve had enough!” groaned Barbara, following a particularly hard slap of Gun Thorell’s open hand across her reddened, stinging ass cheeks.
“Alright. Sure … my hand is smarting anyway. But, don’t forget, you agreed to it! And now you’ve got a rightly spanked tight little bottom. Tell me, Barb. Was it a turn on for you? Certainly was for me.”
“Well, I’d never had that done to me before. At least not as an adult. I’ve been whipped before, as you well know because you were there. But that was not consensual and was incredibly painful. You spanking me here was a very different experience. Mostly it just plain hurt … hurt quite a lot, in fact … but … yeah … there was another … more sensual … side to it … that makes me want to say come here you!”
After a minute or two of nakedly rolling about on the hotel bed embraced in one another’s arms and locked in a long passionate kiss, Gun pushed herself away … and laying a finger on Barbara’s nose, said “We need to stop. it’s getting awfully late. I’m on duty in the morning.”
“Right. Sorry”
“And besides, you promised to tell me the real reason you’ve turned up in Sweden. And in the dead of winter, no less.”
“Yes. I did promise that, didn’t I? Well, here’s the thing, Gun. I assume you know of Åke Persson?”
“You bet I do. Hansson and I really worked him over back in May when we suspected him as having had something to do with your sudden disappearance. We declared him a person of interest because we knew him to have been the last person to see you before you were abducted … right here in this hotel, as a matter of fact, possibly even in this very bed! Hansson and I even brought him in for questioning and were quite hard on him.”
“Good cop … bad cop … routine?”
“You watch too many tv shows. It wasn’t like that. But yeah, we pressed him pretty hard … backed him into a corner, you might say.”
“I always thought Åke to be pretty unflappable.”
“Maybe so. But Hansson and I got to him. He later threatened to sue the Police Authority over how we treated him, but changed his mind when our legal people let it be known that should he go forward with his lawsuit we would be in touch with the dozens of female university students he admitted, in our questioning, to have bedded while in a position of authority over them. Shortly thereafter he quietly resigned from the University.”
“I didn’t know that was the reason why he left the University. But I’m not surprised about him screwing a lot of female university students. He’s quite attractive and beguilingly smooth. The kind who can easily turn heads. He bedded me, in fact, and in very short order too, when I was a first-year student here.”
“Yes, he admitted that to us, as well. But don’t worry … you’re not on the list, as he was just another student back then, not an official of the University.”
“Well, getting back to that other reason why I’m here. Since leaving the University, Åke Persson has, as it turns out, landed a new position for himself. And he has contacted me recently in that capacity.”
“I was unaware of that. What’s he doing now?”
“You’ve heard of the UN’s Human Rights Council?”
“Yes, of course I have. Sweden, as a matter of policy, has always been a strong advocate for human rights, and I believe a key player on the UN Human Rights Council.” replied Gun with an obvious show of pride.
“Sooo … one of the things the Council does is known as ‘special procedures’. These initiatives are organized around the work of independent human rights experts, known as rapporteurs, who report to the Council at least once a year on human rights violations in specially mandated countries, of which there are currently about a dozen. A Rapporteur is a central part of the UN human rights machinery tasked with undertaking country visits and acting on individual cases or issues.”
“Okay, I get that …. are you telling me that Åke Persson is one of these …. Uh …. what did you call them? … oh yes … rapporteurs?”
“Exactly. Åke Persson is an expert on human rights who has special expertise on conditions in East Asia. And the Rapporteur for North Korea, which is one of the mandated states currently under UN surveillance, has recently resigned. As of the first of this year, Åke has taken his place.”
“And so … he wants you to work for him, given your own expertise in this area? What would your university think of that?”
“Well, I’m not exactly sure what Åke wants of me. That wasn’t at all clear. He phoned me from Geneva where the Council is headquartered and we spoke only briefly. But he definitely wants me to come see him. He arranged for my air ticket and did say over the phone that he desperately needed me.”
“Dear Barbara, has it not occurred to you that Åke just wants to fuck you? His wife left him over you. Did you know that?”
“No. I didn’t.”
“It’s a fact. So, tell me then … when and where are you to meet him?”
“Tomorrow evening. He has a country house up in the Ångermanälven valley near Sollefteå that he’s apparently completely renovated and is currently living in.”
“Oh, and how are you going to get up there from here in Uppsala ?”
“I thought I’d hire a car and drive.”
“Barbara! It’s nearly 400 kilometers up the Baltic coast just to Härnösand from here. Plus driving up the Ångermanälven to Sollefteå and beyond. That’s a six to seven hour drive at the very least. And it’s the dead of winter and only light up there for but a few hours a day. No, I’m going to drive you there myself.”
“That sounds nice, Gun. But you’re on duty tomorrow, remember?”
“Not a problem. I’ll take a couple personal days.”
“That’s very sweet of you Gun, but I don’t feel right making you do that.”
“Nonsense. You’re not driving up there alone, and that’s final!”
“Okay. No sense in arguing with a cop. I’ll text Åke in the morning and let him know we’re coming together.”
“I don’t suspect Åke is going to be thrilled to learn I’m coming along.”
“Well, he’ll just have to get used to the idea, won’t he? Now come here! I want to kiss you!”
TBC
“Enough Gun! I think I’ve had enough!” groaned Barbara, following a particularly hard slap of Gun Thorell’s open hand across her reddened, stinging ass cheeks.
“Alright. Sure … my hand is smarting anyway. But, don’t forget, you agreed to it! And now you’ve got a rightly spanked tight little bottom. Tell me, Barb. Was it a turn on for you? Certainly was for me.”
“Well, I’d never had that done to me before. At least not as an adult. I’ve been whipped before, as you well know because you were there. But that was not consensual and was incredibly painful. You spanking me here was a very different experience. Mostly it just plain hurt … hurt quite a lot, in fact … but … yeah … there was another … more sensual … side to it … that makes me want to say come here you!”
After a minute or two of nakedly rolling about on the hotel bed embraced in one another’s arms and locked in a long passionate kiss, Gun pushed herself away … and laying a finger on Barbara’s nose, said “We need to stop. it’s getting awfully late. I’m on duty in the morning.”
“Right. Sorry”
“And besides, you promised to tell me the real reason you’ve turned up in Sweden. And in the dead of winter, no less.”
“Yes. I did promise that, didn’t I? Well, here’s the thing, Gun. I assume you know of Åke Persson?”
“You bet I do. Hansson and I really worked him over back in May when we suspected him as having had something to do with your sudden disappearance. We declared him a person of interest because we knew him to have been the last person to see you before you were abducted … right here in this hotel, as a matter of fact, possibly even in this very bed! Hansson and I even brought him in for questioning and were quite hard on him.”
“Good cop … bad cop … routine?”
“You watch too many tv shows. It wasn’t like that. But yeah, we pressed him pretty hard … backed him into a corner, you might say.”
“I always thought Åke to be pretty unflappable.”
“Maybe so. But Hansson and I got to him. He later threatened to sue the Police Authority over how we treated him, but changed his mind when our legal people let it be known that should he go forward with his lawsuit we would be in touch with the dozens of female university students he admitted, in our questioning, to have bedded while in a position of authority over them. Shortly thereafter he quietly resigned from the University.”
“I didn’t know that was the reason why he left the University. But I’m not surprised about him screwing a lot of female university students. He’s quite attractive and beguilingly smooth. The kind who can easily turn heads. He bedded me, in fact, and in very short order too, when I was a first-year student here.”
“Yes, he admitted that to us, as well. But don’t worry … you’re not on the list, as he was just another student back then, not an official of the University.”
“Well, getting back to that other reason why I’m here. Since leaving the University, Åke Persson has, as it turns out, landed a new position for himself. And he has contacted me recently in that capacity.”
“I was unaware of that. What’s he doing now?”
“You’ve heard of the UN’s Human Rights Council?”
“Yes, of course I have. Sweden, as a matter of policy, has always been a strong advocate for human rights, and I believe a key player on the UN Human Rights Council.” replied Gun with an obvious show of pride.
“Sooo … one of the things the Council does is known as ‘special procedures’. These initiatives are organized around the work of independent human rights experts, known as rapporteurs, who report to the Council at least once a year on human rights violations in specially mandated countries, of which there are currently about a dozen. A Rapporteur is a central part of the UN human rights machinery tasked with undertaking country visits and acting on individual cases or issues.”
“Okay, I get that …. are you telling me that Åke Persson is one of these …. Uh …. what did you call them? … oh yes … rapporteurs?”
“Exactly. Åke Persson is an expert on human rights who has special expertise on conditions in East Asia. And the Rapporteur for North Korea, which is one of the mandated states currently under UN surveillance, has recently resigned. As of the first of this year, Åke has taken his place.”
“And so … he wants you to work for him, given your own expertise in this area? What would your university think of that?”
“Well, I’m not exactly sure what Åke wants of me. That wasn’t at all clear. He phoned me from Geneva where the Council is headquartered and we spoke only briefly. But he definitely wants me to come see him. He arranged for my air ticket and did say over the phone that he desperately needed me.”
“Dear Barbara, has it not occurred to you that Åke just wants to fuck you? His wife left him over you. Did you know that?”
“No. I didn’t.”
“It’s a fact. So, tell me then … when and where are you to meet him?”
“Tomorrow evening. He has a country house up in the Ångermanälven valley near Sollefteå that he’s apparently completely renovated and is currently living in.”
“Oh, and how are you going to get up there from here in Uppsala ?”
“I thought I’d hire a car and drive.”
“Barbara! It’s nearly 400 kilometers up the Baltic coast just to Härnösand from here. Plus driving up the Ångermanälven to Sollefteå and beyond. That’s a six to seven hour drive at the very least. And it’s the dead of winter and only light up there for but a few hours a day. No, I’m going to drive you there myself.”
“That sounds nice, Gun. But you’re on duty tomorrow, remember?”
“Not a problem. I’ll take a couple personal days.”
“That’s very sweet of you Gun, but I don’t feel right making you do that.”
“Nonsense. You’re not driving up there alone, and that’s final!”
“Okay. No sense in arguing with a cop. I’ll text Åke in the morning and let him know we’re coming together.”
“I don’t suspect Åke is going to be thrilled to learn I’m coming along.”
“Well, he’ll just have to get used to the idea, won’t he? Now come here! I want to kiss you!”
TBC