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CHAPTER TEN



Beth was, in some ways, actually looking forward to the special closeness of a sexual encounter
with another woman. Susan was indeed attractive, and the fact that she could help advance Beth's
career was an added incentive. She was dressed in slacks and a bulky cotton sweater, with panties
and a bra, but no pantyhose, as she went to her car Saturday afternoon.

The drive to Susan's house was pleasant, and Beth was fairly relaxed as she turned into the long
drive that led to her house. She parked, and went to the door. The maid answered the bell, and
asked Beth to follow her. Again, she was led to the study, and told to wait, that Ms. Wright would
be with her shortly. Beth sat on one of the large leather chairs and waited.

"First things first my pet," Susan said as she entered the room dressed in a long pink robe. She
parted the robe as she walked past Beth and sat on the couch. Beth looked at her, and her
exquisite nude body. It was absolutely perfect in every respect, from her pear shaped breasts, to
her neatly trimmed pubic hair barely covering her vagina, to her long and graceful legs. Susan laid
on her back on the couch with one foot on the floor and the other leg over the rear of the couch,
obscenely displaying her vagina. "Eat my pussy, pet," she said as she closed her eyes and waited.

Beth started to pull her sweater over her head, but Susan snapped, "that is not what I told you to
do, now eat my pussy and do the best you can at making me happy or there will be hell to pay
bitch!"

This was not starting at all like Beth had envisioned, but she pulled the sweater back down. She
moved to the couch and knelt, her knees on the floor and her face just above Susan's vagina. She
was leaning over, as Susan said, "if you really do good, pet, I will let you wear some clothes
tonight when we entertain my guests, otherwise it will just be your naked pussy and ripple rings."

Beth heard that, and felt a cold chill running down her spine. She already knew that Susan was
not kidding, or at least she knew enough not to take that chance. She was glad that this was
something she had done before and had enjoyed, but under much more favorable circumstances.

Beth licked, sucked and used her tongue to probe every inch of Susan's vagina. She brought her
to three orgasms in less than 30 minutes, and was still going hard even though her mouth and
tongue were tiring, when Susan said, "enough pet, you will wear clothing tonight."

"You are a good little pussy eater." She sat up, then added, "are you sure you have never done
that before?"

"No, that was the first time for me," lied Beth, not wanting this woman to know any more about
her than she and Frank already did.

"The maid will take you to your dressing room and show you what to wear. If you protest, I will
beat the shit out of you and you will be buck ass naked tonight, do you understand me, pet?"
Without waiting on an answer, she got up and left Beth still on her knees.

The maid came in as soon as she had left and told Beth to follow her. Once again, Beth followed
the maid. This time she was led to a bedroom. Motioning to the bed, the maid said, "this is what
Ms. Wright has selected for you to wear. She said for me to caution you that you are to wear
nothing but what is on the bed, not even your panties and bra." Then she abruptly left the room
closing the door behind her.

On the bed was a simple white cotton dress with a moderately scooped neckline. It was about
knee length and looked like something Beth would buy for herself. Beside it was a pair of white,
low heel sandals. Even though Beth knew she would not be wearing bra nor panties under this
dress, its modest appearance made her feel better. At least she would look decent and
presentable for Susan's guests.

Just as she was finishing getting dressed, the maid returned and told her to follow her to the den.
In the den, Beth found that Susan had also dressed in casual clothing and was sitting on the couch
talking to an oriental looking lady.

"Hi pet," Susan said as Beth walked into the room. "This is Dr. Li Cho, a very special friend of
mine." Her tone of voice left little doubt in Beth's mind just what she had meant by "special
friend." The lady stood and walked over to Beth.

Beth watched as she was examined by the oriental woman. She was taken aback at how strong
and muscular the woman appeared even though she was neither big nor tall.

"So this is Frank's little toy?" Li asked.

"Yes, isn't she wonderful. She ate her first pussy just before you came, and she is pretty damn
good at it. I can't wait until she has some experience." Susan looked at Beth and said, "lift you
dress pet and show Li your wonderful little bald cunny."

Beth was shocked at what Susan had just said. She responded, "you are kidding. You can't
possibly expect me to do that." She stood and stared at Susan in total disbelief.

"She has a long way to go, doesn't she?" asked Li.

"Yes, and it is going to be most enjoyable dearest Li, most enjoyable indeed." Turning back to
Beth, she said again, "lift your dress pet so Li can see your naked cunny."

Again Beth just stood and stared at her.

"I will deal with you insolence after my meeting," she snapped at Beth.
"Li, perhaps you would like to assist me in teaching this piece of shit some manners?"

"I would love to Susan, but Mary and I are going to enjoy some time together
after your meeting," Li said.

"Why don't you invite Mary to join us? Do you think she would be interested?"

"Yes, I am certain of it. I will ask her as soon as she gets here," said Li grinning broadly.

The two women left Beth still standing in a near state of shock. She heard the distinctive "click"
of the door being locked as they left. Beth walked to the door and confirmed that she had just
been locked in the den in Susan's house. She sat in one of the large chairs shivering at the
thought of what was going to happen to her. "How have I so completely lost control of my life?"
she thought as tears began flowing freely down her cheeks.

Beth remained in the den while Susan conducted a meeting of the social committee of the Arts
Council for San Francisco just doors away from where she sat in fear. It was over two hours later
that the meeting ended. Susan walked into the den and said, "so now it is time for you to learn to
obey me bitch. It is going to be a lesson you need to never forget." As she finished, Li and Mary
walked in.

"Beth?" Mary said.

Beth looked up to see Mary Owens, the branch librarian with whom she had been involved some
time ago following Li into Susan's den. She did not respond.

"Beth, it is you. How delightful to see you again," Mary said.

"You two know each other?" asked Susan.

Mary giggled, and said, "we were extremely good friends just after she started to work in the
library system," she paused, giggled again and added, "if you know what I mean."

"So, you piece of shit, not only have you failed to obey me, but you have lied to me as well,"
Susan snapped.

"What did she lie about?" asked Li.

"The bitch told me that my pussy was her first to taste."

"Beth, how could you? We had many, many fun times together," asked Mary.

Susan, teeming with anger, said, "Li, perhaps you will not want Mary to see this. I am going to
punish her severely."

"Please Li, let me stay. She broke up with me without even as much as a good-bye.' Please let
me stay," pleaded Mary.

"What are you going to do to her?" asked Li.

"I really just don't know. I promised Frank that I would not leave any marks on her body.
Otherwise, I would whip the skin off her back."

"Please, please, don't hurt me," begged Beth as she fell to her knees whimpering.

Susan, filled with rage, kicked her in the side of her head so hard that Beth was knocked
unconscious and fell face down on to the floor.

When Beth regained consciousness, she found herself laying on her stomach. She had a large ball
gag in her mouth that was fastened tightly around her head. She tried to moved, but discovered
that she was secured, spread eagle and face down on some sort of a low bench. She looked
around within her vision to see that she was in what appeared to be a well equipped gym. She
was alone, nude, and cold.

She saw Susan and Li come into view. "Welcome to hell," growled Susan.
"Li, since you came up with the method of punishment, why don't you explain to this piece of shit
just what is going to happen to her."

"I would be delighted, it is just too bad that Mary did not have the stomach for this." She paused,
then continued, "we are going to very carefully and systematically bruise all the major muscles in
your body."

Upon hearing what Li said, Beth bucked and strained against the bonds holding her in place. Her
eyes widened in sheer panic as she realized the severity of the way she was held in place and
unable to move. Her struggles were met by laughter from the other two women.

"Go on Li, tell her, explain it to her like you did Mary and me. I want her to know just what is
going to happen. I want her to realize that it will happen again if she ever lies or refuses to obey
me again," Susan said.

Li held a rolling pin in front of Beth. "This is what we are going to use, but we are not going to
hit you with it, that would leave bruises, and Frank would be mad at us. No honey, we are going
to use it by rolling it over your legs, arms, back, and shoulders. We will start with moderate
pressure at first, then heavier pressure. Every cell in you muscles will be forced against the others
over and over. You will be deeply, very deeply bruised and the will be not a single mark on your
body. It is a trick my Korean ancestors used to get information from prisoners, and you will find
it very effective."

Beth continued to fight to get loose, but was losing her strength and making no progress in freeing
herself.

"We each have a rolling pin, and we are going to start by working on you calf muscles, then we
will get your hamstring muscles, and work our way up your back and shoulders, then out your
arms. Next, we will turn you over and work on you front side. If you are a good girl, we will not
bruised you breasts, something you should thank us for because that would take even longer to
heal. Now relax and enjoy yourself," she concluded.


"Wait," Susan said, "you have forgotten something. You did not mention the pain killer you have
in your medical bag."

Laughing, Li said, "thanks hon. Yes, I am going to give you a strong pain killer so you will not
feel the pain and pass out on us. You will however be able to feel what is happening to your
body, there just will be no pain until it wears off."

Beth watched as Li prepared the syringe. She felt the cold of the alcohol swab on her arm, then
the prick of the needle. Soon there was almost a narcotic haze that felt like was covering her
brain.

She felt the two rolling pins, one on the calf muscle of each leg, as the rolled from her ankle to
the back of her knee. She heard Li telling Susan to vary the angle of the rolling pin as it moved
back and forth so as to get the entire muscle involved. Even though she felt no pain, Beth could
tell that they were using most of their body weight behind every movement of the rolling pins.

"Do you feel it Beth?" asked Li. "Do you feel the sinews, the tendons, the very fiber of your
muscles being stretched and crushed. Isn't it the most unusual thing you have ever experienced?"

She heard them laughing and talking as they moved to the back of her thighs, and started the
same process on her hamstring muscles. Beth heard them as they decided that it might be best if
this time they limit their damage to just her arms and legs. She learned the Frank was due in
town Friday, and they wanted her to be able to please him when he got here.

Then they moved to her arms and continued. She heard Susan tell Li what good exercise this was
for them and heard them laugh at the joke as they continued. At last Susan and Li stopped.
"Time to turn her over," Li explained.

"What if we have a hard time getting her to lay back down?" Susan asked.

"We have done enough damage to her leg and arm muscles that, pain killer or not, they will not
support her body. She will give us no trouble I promise."

Although Beth felt them unstrap her from the table, she was able to put up only the weakest
opposition, and was soon fastened just as securely as before, this time on her back. She watched
them as they worked first on her legs again, the her arms. At last, Li proclaimed, "we have been
at this for two hours, I think she will long remember this, and us ," she added with a laugh.

"Now we have to get her home, will you help me?" asked Susan.

"Oh yes, I don't want to miss the surprise you have planned for her, not one bit. In fact, I want to
join in if it is okay with you," was Li's response.

They carried Beth's limp body to her car, and put her in the back seat. Li drove it while Susan
followed in her own car. Soon they were pulling into Beth's garage. They took her into her
bathroom and put her in the sunken tub. Susan stood back and smiled.
"Doesn't she look lovely just laying there?"

"Yes, lovely indeed. I bet it will be this time tomorrow, at least, before she can get out of it," Li
said gesturing toward the tub. "By that time she ought to be rank as hell."

Laughing, Susan said, "yes, that is a fact. Now you want me to pee on her first or do you want to
be the first?"

"You go first, after all, it was your idea. But don't forget to close the drain," replied Li.

"How much longer will the pain killer keep her from enjoying what we have done?"

"Lets see, it is now just after mid night.......I'd say she ought to be coming out of it real soon,"
answered Li.

Beth already was in fact feeling the first onset of the pain from the damage that had been done to
her muscles, but she did not move for fear of irritating her tormentors. She knew what they were
going to do, and she simply no longer cared. She watched as Susan reached under her skirt and
removed her panties. She laid motionless as she stood above her body with one leg on each side
of the tub. The warm golden stream of Susan's urine splashed down onto Beth's chest covering
her breasts and running down between her own legs. Next, Li got over her. Li's urine splashed on
to Beth's face and into her hair and eyes.

The two women left laughing as they closed the bathroom door. Beth at last allowed herself to
cry. She shook uncontrollable as she sobbed. She tried to raise up to turn on the shower an rinse
her urine covered body off. The shock of intense pain consumed her, and she fell back against the
hard tub still crying. She cried until she fell into a deep sleep.

Beth's first awareness the next day was a throbbing from her entire body. Her eyes were shocked
open by that pain and the stench of the two women's urine in the tub and all over her body. Her
next awareness was her own need to use the bathroom, both to urinate and to defecate. She
struggled with the pain that racked her body as she tried over and over to get out of the fowl
smelling tub. It was not use. Her muscles had been so damaged that there was little strength in
them, and the pain almost was causing her to faint during each try to get out of the tub.

Beth again broke into heavy sobbing as the pressure in her bladder forced her to relieve herself,
adding to the day old urine of Li and Susan. The pressure growing in her bowels was just as
intense. Although Beth fought against her own body, she lost, and was now sitting in and on her
own body wastes.

The time passed as she tried from time to time to get out of the tub. She alternated between the
pain in her muscles as she tried, to a fitful sleep. She had lost all track of time and now had no
idea whether it was day or night.

She was becoming weak from hunger and dehydration as she continued to struggle to get out of
the tub. At last she managed. Although she could not stand, she could crawl. She crawled to the
commode and drank from it to quench her thirst. She rested for a long time, then crawled back to
the tub, opened the drain, and got in. She sat and let the warm shower pelt her battered body
until the hot water started turning cold. She turned the water off, and slumped back in the tub
and gathered her strength.

It was over an hour later before Beth again managed to crawl out of the tub. Every muscle in her
body felt as if it was on fire as she slowly crawled to her bedroom. It was daylight, and the clock
radio on her night stand indicated it was 9:15 am, but She did not know what day it was. She
managed to dial her office number. Her assistant answered.

"This is Beth," she said, "I am suffering from a bad case of the flu, I am sick. I will not be in for
a couple of days. Please notify Admin that I am taking some sick leave for me."

"I am sorry to hear that Ms Williams. Are you eyes scratchy and your muscles sore," was the
response.

"Yes, very sore." She paused, then asked, "is today Monday?"

"Yes, and I hope you feel better soon."

"Thank you. Good bye." Beth hung up the telephone and collapsed of the floor, unable to get on
her bed.

It was late afternoon when Beth awoke again. This time she felt a driving need for something to
eat and she was still very dehydrated. She crawled to her kitchen and managed to get the
refrigerator door open. She ate some fruit and raw vegetables, but that was all she could reach
from the floor. Unable to reach to the higher shelves or to the sink, she could get nothing to
drink. Once again she crawled to the bathroom and drank from the toilet.
The smell of what had been in the tub still hung heavy in there, so she crawled back to her
bedroom. She struggled until she got on to the bed and fell asleep.

It was after 1:00 am when she woke next. She managed to get to her feet, and using furniture to
steady herself, went to the kitchen again. The pain of walking caused tears to stream down her
cheeks as she moved. For the first time she saw the blinking light on her answering machine. She
pushed the button to hear her massages.

"Slut," she heard Frank's voice say, "I want you at my place at 7:30 Friday evening, and I do not
want you to shave your legs or armpits again until I say it is permissible. Slut, you are fully aware
of the consequences should you fail to be there on time." There was nothing more.

CHAPTER ELEVEN



The week had passed slowly for Beth as she recovered from the damage Susan and Li had done to her
body. Friday, still sore but able to walk without showing discomfort, she went to work for the first time
since coming down with the “flu.” Being back at work did wonders for her spirits even though it felt
strange to be wearing slacks at the library. However she had little other choice because the dark stubble
on her legs would have been visible even through her darkest hose.

When she got home, she removed her clothing, took a shower in her now spotless tub, and relaxed with a
glass of white wine. She dreaded having to go to Frank’s house this evening, but it was something she
had no choice in doing. When he first left, she had hoped he would be gone from her life forever, now he
was back and had control of her again. She sat, sipped wine, and watched as the time neared for her to
dress and drive over to his house.

Frank looked at the time, it was just barely 7:00, so he mixed himself a drink. It had been over a month
since he was last with Beth, and he had missed her more than he would have guessed. He just hoped he
could keep his happiness at seeing her again from showing when she arrived. It was too soon for Beth to
know that he was really growing to care a great deal about her. He heard her car drive up, a car door slam,
then his door bell ring.

“Come in slut,” he said as he opened the door, hiding his pleasure at seeing her.

“Strip,” he told her.

He watched as she undressed, placing her neatly folded clothes on the back of the chair. “Come over her
to me, I want to see your hairless cunt.”

She stood in front of him as he ran his hand over her bald pubic area. She felt him feeling of the week old
stubble of hair on her legs. Her humiliation was manifesting itself as body tremors as he continued his
inspection.

“Is you cunt wet enough for me to fuck?” he asked.

“Not yet,” was her answer.

“Go to my bedroom and get it ready for me slut. I want to fuck you before I go out on my date this
evening.”

Beth walked to his bedroom unaware the he was following her. She went directly to his bed and turned to
get on it when she saw him standing in the door. “I have not had time yet,” she paused, then added, “sir.”

“Well go on and get your cunt sloppy and wet for my cock then,” he said smiling.

“Aren’t you going to leave?” she asked.

“No, I think I will just watch my slut get her cunt ready for me. Unless you had rather I butt fuck you.”

Her hands moved slowly to her vagina. No man had ever seen her do this, it was a very private thing.
She felt her body glowing crimson red in shame. She was still trying to force her hands to her vagina
when Frank said, “roll over slut. I will use your ass hole for my pleasure.”

“No, wait, I will do it,” pleaded Beth.

“No slut, you took too long, roll over.....NOW!”

Beth was already crying by the time she buried her face in the pillow and felt his hand applying the KY
jelly to her rectum. Her sobbing was ceased momentarily by a gasp of pain as he shoved the entire length
of his penis inside her bowels in one quick movement. He pumped brutally hard and was spent in just a
few minutes. When he returned from the bathroom he went to the front of his house leaving Beth to clean
up.

Frank looked up when she entered his den, “did you learn anything from that slut?”

“Yes sir,” was her meek reply.

“Good, now see that you don’t forget it. You may leave now, and be back here tomorrow at noon, and
with you legs shaved.”

“What about under my arms?” she asked.

“No, leave the hair there to remind you that your body belongs to me. Now get out slut,” he said sternly.

He smiled as she turned, got dressed and left without saying another word. He went to his desk, took out
his journal and made notes in it for a while. He was pleased that his month long absence had not delayed
her progress any at all.

As soon as Beth awoke Saturday morning, she felt that she was not alone in her bedroom. She opened her
eyes you see Frank standing at the foot of her bed in a t-shirt and jogging shorts.

“Good morning slut,” he said grinning. “Is your cunt wet enough to please my cock?” he asked as he
pulled the sheet off Beth’s nude body.

“Just give me a few minutes sir,” Beth said almost crying. Her rear had hurt so much last night that she
had trouble getting to sleep. She did not want that again, not at all. Both of her hands went quickly to
her vaginal area and started working on arousal. He watched as she masturbated herself in front of him.

“That is good, slut. You learn quickly. I don’t have time to fuck your cunt now, I’ll see you at noon.” He
then turned and left the room. Beth heard the front door close before she realized she was still
masturbating herself. She did not stop, but continued until she had reached a strong, toe curling climax.
Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.

Saturday found Frank and Susan sitting in his den. He sipped his scotch and water, and looked across the
coffee table to where Susan was sitting, drinking a glass of wine. “Yes I do, I feel confident of it, but I
had rather not use force if we don’t need to.”

“It is a big step for her, going from sexually serving just you to the two of us at the same time,”
commented Susan.

Frank laughed and said, “you act like she has a choice in this Susan. Besides, there are going to be
several challenges for her before the day is over.”

“I know, but she is a sweet person, and I can’t help but feel sorry for her at times. We both chose what we
do sexually because we like it. She never had a chance to make the choice.”

Frank took a long drink from his glass, “yes, but that was what I wanted, a challenge. We will find out
soon enough, I think that was her car.”

Moments later, the door bell rang. Frank answered the door by yelling, “come on in slut, it is unlocked.”


“Why is she here?” Beth exclaimed as she walked into Franks den.

“Because she is my friend and I invited her, slut.” Frank stood up and walked toward her acting as
menacing as he possibly could. “Unless you are prepared to walk out of my house right now and accept
the consequences, you will strip, and you will do it right fucking now slut!”

“But I don’t want to be hurt by her again, please?” begged Beth.

“Now! Slut, now!” Frank snapped loudly.

Susan added, “you have already seen how I deal with insolence my pet, and again you are going to be
punished for it. The severity of your punishment is still open however.”

Beth knew she was defeated. For a moment, just a moment, the idea of leaving crossed her mind. The
thought of the scandal, her daughter who already disliked her, and her reputation, the career she loved, it
was all she had worked and lived for. Slowly her hands went to the buttons on her blouse, and soon it was
open. She slipped it of her shoulders and placed it on the same chair she had used before. Soon she was
totally nude, trembling and standing before these two people who had managed to take all of her own free
will and crush it.

“I like her hairy arm pits,” chuckled Susan, “it is a nice touch, Frank.”

“Get to my bedroom and get your cunt ready for my cock,” commanded Frank.

Beth walked into Frank’s bedroom and turned to lay down on his bed. “What?” exclaimed Beth as she
saw that Frank and Susan had followed her into the bedroom.

“Get your cunt good and sloppy for me or I will give you one hell of a butt fucking,” Frank said sternly.

She knew better than to protest, so she closed her eyes as if that act would afford her at least some
measure of privacy. Her hands found her vaginal area and started massaging, probing, and stroking. She
felt her dampness growing as was her arousal. She was determined that there was no way she would
allow herself any pleasure from this. She stopped, and said, “it is ready.”

Beth’s eyes were tightly closed as she felt Frank insert his finger into her.
“No, it is not sloppy nor wet enough. Either roll over, or get it one hell of a lot wetter.”

Beth whimpered softly, then returned her hands to her vagina and continued.
She felt she was losing control and was reaching and orgasm despite her promise not to.

Susan and Frank stood it the bedroom door and watched as Beth masturbated.
Frank nudged Susan and smiled as he saw her body spasm and near a climax. Susan returned the smile
as Beth’s spasms grew stronger.

Beth worked on herself, and knew she was just about to lose control of the orgasm that was building up
inside her loins. She paused, “I am as wet as I can get. Is it wet enough yet?”

Frank probed with his finger again, and said that it would do. He then told her to get on her hands and
knees, that he was going to fuck her like a male dog fucks a bitch in heat.

Beth let a low gasp escape from her lips, that was the position where she reached orgasm the easiest, but
she assumed the position as he had directed. She felt his hands guide his penis in place, then the fullness
as he gently pushed it all the way inside her cavity.

He paused, and said to Susan, “okay.”

Susan got on the bed and spread her legs directly under Beth’s face. “You are going to eat my pussy pet
while Frank fucks you.” As she said that, she forced Beth’s head between her legs as Frank started to
erotically fondle her breasts and begin the slow rocking motion of his penis into and out of her vagina.
Beth’s body shook almost immediately with a powerful orgasm, and she lost it, lost all control. She had
her face buried in Susan’s vagina licking for all she was worth as Frank continued. One after another
orgasm racked her body. At last she felt Frank withdraw and saw Susan get off the bed.

“Slut, you did an acceptable job, but next time it had better be better,” he said as the two of them left Beth
in the bedroom. Beth collapsed in shame and humiliation and cried softly to herself. This was all wrong,
and she hated it, especially hated the fact the they knew she had experienced numerous orgasms.

“Slut, clean your filthy cunt and come to the den,” she heard Frank yell.

She got off the bed and went to his bathroom and wiped herself. In the den, Frank and Susan were fully
dressed and drinking glasses of wine.

“Did you cum, slut?” Frank asked as she walked in the room.

“No,” Beth replied knowing she was not telling the truth.

“In the guest bathroom you will find some clothing. Put them on and return as quickly as you can, we
have a busy day, slut,” Frank told her.

She went to the guest bath room as she was told. In there, she found a pair of jogging shoes, the briefest
of running shorts, and a very tiny string bikini top, nothing else. It took her only a few minutes to put the
items on, then she returned to the den.

“Here, attach this to your nipple rings,” Frank said s he handed her a small gold chain about 10 inches
long.

Beth did as he had instructed, but she wondered where Susan was. She was not
in the den with Frank.

“Oh, I guess I forgot to tell, Susan had errands to run, as do we. You will get to eat her pussy some more
but not this evening.”

Frank walked over to Beth and said, “now hook this leash to the chain,” as he gave her a black leather
dog leash that was about six feet long. “Wait here, I will be back as soon as I have changed clothes.”

When he returned, he was wearing khaki slacks and a sport shirt. “We are going shopping slut.”

“I can’t go outside dressed like this,” Beth protested.

“Oh? Why not,” asked Frank sarcastically.

“It is indecent, I am barely dressed. Anyone who looks can see that I have nipple rings. My under arms
need shaving, the shorts..................”

“Do you think I care?” interrupted Frank. “You will come with me dressed as you are because that is the
way I want you dressed. Or,” he added as he grinned, “you can come with me buck ass naked. But you
will accompany me, slut.” He jerked on the leash to emphasize his point causing a sharp pain in her
nipples and her breasts to be pulled out of the scrap of cloth that was the bikini top.

Beth’s eyes filled with tears as she knew that once again she had no choice about this. She followed as he
led her by the leash to his car. Beth was thankful as they crossed the bridge into Oakland. At least it
would be extremely unlikely that they would see anyone she knew.

They spent the afternoon going to various antique shops and walking around the tourist section. Beth felt
like a piece of meat on display as he led her around by the leash attached to the chain between her nipple
rings. She held her arms close to her side to avoid showing her untidy under arm areas, and she was
careful to keep up with his as he shopped and enjoyed himself. When at last they drove back across the
bridge to San Francisco, Beth’s self esteem had reached the lowest it had ever been in her life. Not even
when she had prostituted herself for college money had she felt so low.

When they were back inside Frank’s house, he told her to strip, and, like always, she did as she was told.
She watched as he set up his “display stand.” Then she stood above it as he raised the blunt tip. He
applied KY jelly, the raised it up and into her vagina. She felt the sharp pain as he caused it to hit her
cervix, then lowered it just a fraction. “There,” he said, “that will keep you out of trouble while I get
ready.” Then he left the room toward his bedroom.

Beth spent only a slight amount of time trying to get off the device she was on. She had tried before and
could not, this time was no different. Beth was lost in her own thoughts about her future and what would
happen to end this nightmare, when she heard the door bell.

Frank walked past her saying it was only a delivery for the party tonight. She noticed he was wearing a
blue blazer, slacks and a white shirt. He returned with a young man, not over 20, following him carrying
some sacks. The boy dropped one of the sacks as soon as his eyes saw Beth, naked and unable to move.

“That’s okay,” Frank said, “you didn’t break anything,” as the boy picked up the things that had fallen
from the sack. He left, but had another good look as he walked by her.

“You might as well get used to being looked at slut. I am proud of everything I own, and slut you are as
much my property as is this TV set.”

“Frank, this has gone to far. Let me off this thing, and I mean for you to do it right this instant. I will
call the police if you don’t,” demanded Beth.

Handing her his cordless telephone, he said, “just dial 911 slut.” There was no look of compassion in his
eyes as he stared at her.

She looked at the phone, then at Frank, then back at the phone. “Here,” she said handing the phone back
to him.

Laughing he said, “good decision slut. You are learning fast, but you are going to be punished before this
weekend is over. You seem to have forgotten that you are to refer to me only as ‘sir’ and then there is
your insolence and your lie about not cumming. Oh yes, you will be punished.”

“How long do I have to stand here like this,” she asked meekly.

“Until I am ready to let you off of it slut,” was his response.

The afternoon passed slowly for Beth, and her legs were getting tired. Frank had spent the time
straightening up his home. It was obvious the he was expecting guests. Beth was horrified at the thought
that he would just leave her there during the party.

It was nearly 7:00, when he walked over to her. He stood behind Beth and placed handcuffs over her
wrists, then he lowered the metal rod from her vagina. He attached chains to each nipple ring and led
her to his workshop. He opened one of the cabinets and took out a box. Inside the box was a chastity belt,
one that looked like was from an old movie. He held it out, saying “step in this slut.”

Beth stepped in to what looked like a metal bikini bottom as he pulled it up. It was fastened around her
waist, then a small padlock was attached to hold it securely in place. Then he led her to the bathroom
adjoining the second bedroom. Beth watched as he fastened the chains from her nipples around the
lavatory. He then turned to leave.

“Wait............sir,” pleaded Beth. “Why am I here like this? How long do I have to stay here?”

He stopped, turned around and said, “I guess you have figured out that I am having a little party tonight.
Actually it is more of a graduation party for my honors class. School ends next week and I always have
the senior honor class over for a little party each year. I am going to put a sign on the door to one
bathroom that says “ladies” and on the other that says “men.” This will be the men’s bathroom.”

“Here? In here? Where will I be?” asked Beth.

“Guess,” he said laughing.

“But what if a guy needs to use the bathroom?” she asked.

“I would suggest that you simply let him do it.”

“With me in here?”

“Can you get your self free?” Without waiting for her answer, he added, “and make sure you remember
that these are my guests and the severity of your punishment depends on how well you treat them.”

“What do you mean by how I treat them?” she replied.

“I will leave that up to you, but I had better not hear that you have dishonored me by failing to do as they
ask.” With that he left her sitting on the floor in the bathroom.

It was at least a couple of hours later that she heard the door bell ring and people come into Frank’s
house. It rang several more times and the sounds of his party filled the home. She looked up as the door
opened and a young man of about 23 walked it.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” he asked. “That Dr. Benson is certainly
full of surprises. Who are you?”

Beth said nothing, but just stared at the floor.

She heard him unzip his pants and than the sound of his urine splashing in the toilet. “Want to suck
this?” she heard him ask.

She looked up to see his semi erect penis dangling directly in her face. She said nothing, and he left.

Moments later she saw Frank enter the bathroom. “Slut, you have displeased me already. Remember
what Dr. Cho and Susan did to you? It can get much worse than that if I hear just one more complaint.”
He slammed the door as he left.

The door opened again and the same young man walked back in closing the door
behind him. “I hear you have changed your mind,” he said as he unzipped his pants
and offered her his limp penis.

Beth did not even look at him, but rose to her knees and took his penis in her mouth and started sucking
and bobbing her head back and forth. Quickly, her mouth was filled with his cum. He zipped up his
pants, said thanks, and left. For the next three hours Beth gave oral sex to everyone who came in to the
bathroom. Some guys made second trips. She figured she must have given oral sex at least 15 times
when the sounds of the party started dying down. Her jaws were sore as were her knees. Her face was
tear stained and she was in a severe state of depression.

At last Frank came in to the bath room. “Slut, it is time for you to go home.” he said as he unlocked the
chain between her nipple rings and unlocked the chastity belt and the handcuffs. “Get dressed and leave,
but be back here tomorrow at 3:00.” He left her alone and closed the door.

Beth got to her feet, dressed and drove home, crying as she drove. She took a long hot shower, then a
double dose of sleeping medication and went to bed. Her last thoughts as she drifted off to sleep were not
of the degrading way she had been used, but of the fact that she had avoided punishment and that was at
least sort of reassuring to her.

CHAPTER TWELVE


Sunday morning Beth woke up about 10:00. There was a dull ache in her jaws that served to remind her
of the way she had been made to perform last night for the pleasure of Frank’s students. She just laid
there unable to even cry about the ruined life she was now forced to live. She was on the very verge of
accepting her fate, her spirits nearly broken, but she was not aware of the changes happening in her mind,
not yet at least. She was still just laying there when she heard her front door open.

“Get your cunt ready slut, I will be there in a minute,” she heard Frank say.

Beth immediately rolled over on her back and started arousing herself as quickly as she could. She was
still busily working on herself when Frank entered the room with another man just behind him. She
grabbed for the sheet to pull it up and cover her nude body.

“No, don’t touch that sheet,” Frank warned. “This is Tan Cho, Li’s husband. He wants to fuck you this
morning. Be a good little slut and tell him it is okay.”

Beth’s eyes filled with tears as she looked at these two men. She nodded “yes.”

“No, slut, tell him that you want him to fuck your cunt,” demanded Frank.

She paused for several seconds, tears streaming down her cheeks, then said, “I want you to fuck my cunt.”

The two men roared with laughter. Tan removed his trousers and got on the bed between Beth’s legs. He
inserted his penis and began the enjoyment of her body. He continued for longer than she had ever
remembered a man lasting before and she felt her own passion rising to the point of orgasm. Then it hit
and her body convulsed with a powerful orgasm, then another. At last Tan withdrew his now limp and
spent penis from her body. She opened her eyes to see Frank’s erect penis directly in front of her.
Without a word being said, she took it in her mouth and started giving him what he obviously wanted.
Frank squirted his full load down her throat, then tucked his penis back in his pants.

“Frank, your little slut is very nice. You have done an excellent job my friend,” Tan said.

Without anything else being said, the two men turned and walked out of Beth’s house, leaving her still
nude and on her bed. This was the final straw that broke Beth’s spirit and her will to resist. She was
reduced to nothing more than an object for Frank to use as he wanted, and she now realized it. She did
not cry, but just accepted that was to be her life as long as he wanted her.

She pulled into his driveway promptly at three o’clock, got out and rang the door bell.

“Come in slut,” Frank said. Then he added, “strip.”

Quickly, she was standing before him nude.

“Lay on the couch slut, and let me watch you get you cunt ready for a good fucking.”

There was no protest left in her, she simply had lost the will to resist. She moved to the couch, laid back,
and started arousing herself with her hands as he watched. Her body shook as an orgasm neared, but she
continued.

“Here, use this in your cunt, slut,” Frank said as he handed her a large dildo. She took it obediently and
inserted it. She continued as she reached three orgasms.

“That is enough for now slut,” he told her. “Get up and stand over the display stand.”

Soon, she was fixed in place with the vertical rod inserted into her vagina. He put a piece of tape over her
mouth and said, “we are having some guests, and you will not need to speak slut.” She felt her own
sexual discharge running down the insides of her thighs, but made no attempt to try and wipe it away.

Frank left her there in the den and went into his kitchen. It was about 15 minutes later when the door bell
rang. Frank opened the door and in walked Susan and Li.

They looked at Beth, then Susan said, “I hear that she has accepted your as her master.”

“Yes, I think that is the case. I think I have broken her at last.”

“My husband said she performed well this morning, he seemed impressed, Frank,” said Li.

“I was pleased,” remarked Frank. “She did not hesitate, and she had at least two full orgasms.”

Beth stood immobilized by the rod inside her and unable to speak as they talked. Hearing them discuss
her performance and her acceptance of his control caused her to feel even less human than before.

“That is all well and good, but when do I get to punish her for her transgressions of yesterday?” asked
Susan. “You have not forgiven her insolence and lies have you?”

“No, she must learn the consequences of disobedience. That is a very important part of her training, “ was
Frank’s reply.

Hearing this, Beth started squirming in a futile attempt to free herself.

Susan said, “look, she has life left in her after all,” as she laughed a wicked laugh. “I can’t wait to get at
her breasts, it is going to be so great.”

Beth continued to struggle. A trickle of blood ran down her thigh as the only accomplishment of her
struggles.

“Li, are you sure that no permanent damage will be done to her breasts?” he
asked.

“Absolutely, but they will feel like open boils on her chest for a few days,” was Li’s reply.

“Okay, then I am ready to learn your technique. Susan has told me of the effect it had on her arms and
legs. I can only imagine what it will do to her lovely breasts.

“Are you sure your workshop is soundproof?” questioned Li.

“Very sure.”

Susan asked, “should we handcuff her first, just so she doesn’t give us any trouble?”

“That might be a good idea,” agreed Frank. He went to a drawer and got a pair of hand cuffs, the moved
to Beth’s rear and placed them on her wrists. He then lowered the rod from her vagina. Even handcuffed,
Beth tried to avoid being pushed into Frank’s workshop. All three were sweating by the time they got her
in there and on the mattress on the floor. When her legs were chained to rings in the floor set far apart.
The handcuffs were removed and Frank held her on her back as her wrists were fastened to other rings.
Then, they stood up admiring their handiwork.

“God, she looks so delicious laying there totally helpless like that. Where
is the rolling pin?” asked
Susan.

“First the tape, I want to hear her screams,” replied Frank. He then ripped the tape off Beth’s mouth.

“Please, oh God please don’t do this to me. I am begging, I am pleading, I will do anything you ask, I
will never disobey again,” she shouted in a non stop sentence.

“Will you fuck any body I tell you to?”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Will you show you naked body at any time I wish?”

“Yes, God yes.”

He put another piece of tape on her mouth, and said, “sorry Li, but I had rather not hear her begging, I
just might give in. You can start whenever you wish.”

Li sat on Beth’s hips, one leg on each side, and took the rolling pin. She placed it on top of Beth’s left
breast, and gently rolled it back and forth.

“God, Frank, look at her eyes. They are as wide as saucers. She is scared shitless,” `Susan exclaimed.

Li pressed a little harder as she continued to roll the pin back and forth over Beth’s breast. “I will do this
one and you can watch, then you two can take turns on her other one. She will pass out rather quickly,
but that is fine.”

Beth felt Li increasing the pressure as she rolled the pin across her breast. The pain built up slowly at
first, then it became blinding. She bucked and struggled, but was unable to stop the relentless rolling of
the pin. She passed out from the pain.

When Li was satisfied, she got off Beth’s limp body. Susan took her place and started the same process
on Beth’s right breast. Then it was Frank’s turn. They spent over an hour crushing and bruising her
breasts. Beth was passed out during all but the initial stages.

“That is enough,” Li said. “She will be in severe pain for most of a week. I suggest, Frank, that you give
her a few days to recover before you use her again.” They left the workshop as they continued to talk
about her.

When Beth regained consciousness, she was in her own bed room, and felt a deep throbbing in her chest.
She moved to sit up, and was literally knocked back down by the pain. She discovered that only by laying
perfectly still could she stand the pain in her breasts. Any movement they made was enough to almost
make her vomit with pain. She laid there until her need to go to the bathroom was urgent. She carefully
cupped each in her hands and stumbled to the bathroom. Then she went back to bed, and stayed there for
the rest of the evening and night.

Monday, Beth called in sick again. Her breasts were much too sore to be in a bra, and their movement
without a bra was sickening. Again , she stayed in bed all day except to used the bathroom. The same
was true on Tuesday.

Wednesday morning, her breast pain was lessened to the point of being able to get a bra on, and she made
it in to work. She stayed in her office all that day, then went home. There was a note on her door. She
opened it, and it read, “I want you at my house at 8:00 tonight slut.” Beth crushed the note in her fist and
went on inside her house.

Frank looked at his watch, it was nearly 8:15. He wondered what had gone wrong, Beth was due 15
minutes ago. He had just about decided to go over to her house to see if she was okay, when he heard a
car drive up. It was Beth’s car.

“Come in slut,” he said as he opened the door in response to the ringing of the door bell.

She walked in, and said, “ I am sorry I am late sir. There was a large truck blocking my driveway.”

“You are forgiven slut. Now strip.”

He watched as she undressed down to her bra. “Sir, may I keep my bra on? My breasts still hurt very
badly,” she explained.

For a moment Frank almost gave in, but he knew that would never do. “No slut, I said strip.”

She gingerly removed her bra with slow and careful movements.

“Are they still sore, I mean really sore slut?”

“Yes sir,” was her response.

“Have you learned a lesson about the consequences of failing to obey me no matter what I tell you to do?”

“Yes sir.”

“Come over here, kneel, and tell me to squeeze you tit as hard as I wish.”

There was only the slightest of a hesitation, then she knelt in front of him and said, “squeeze my
breast......uh....tit as hard as you wish.” A tear welled up in her eye as she waited.

Frank reached out and took her right breast in his hand. He applied only the slightest pressure and was
surprised at the look of pain in her eyes. He opened his zipper, pulled out his fully hard penis, and said,
“suck it slut.”

She took it in her mouth and worked until his sperm was flooding her mouth.

“Dress, and get out slut, but be here Friday night at 7:30,” he told her.

When she was gone, Frank mixed himself a drink. He sat at his desk until late
that night making notes in his journal.

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