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Updated june 24 2007
WARNING: This story contains strong themes of coercion and forced
sexual behavior. It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS only,
and the writer does not in any way suggest or condone similar
behavior.
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Willies New Bitch
by TaskMaster
Synopsis: A smitten Delivery Driver plans the absolute subjegation of a total stranger, to control of a tall,innocent church going beaufitul 31 years old blonde mother of two. First stalking her, before , in her own home, submtting her to a series of brutal sexual beatings and assaults designed to ensure her future compliance and submission to him
‘Willie’s New Bitch’
A work of fiction for Adults by Taskmaster11
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
A Prologue
As always during the week, the husband was consumed by his usual deep sleep, but for his beautiful curvaceous thirty one year old blonde wife and mother of his two children, lying beside him, sleep would not come.
Lying there, listening to her husbands gentle snoring, Kim Turner asked herself for the umpteenth time, ‘why oh why did I not tell him?’
Slipping carefully from the bed so not to wake her husband James, Kim slipped into the adjoining bathroom, silently locking the door behind her. Looking into the mirrored tile wall, Kim turned sideways, lifting her white nightgown above her waist and then lowering the matching white panties. There, on her soft velvety bum cheeks, was the evidence of the beating she had suffered earlier in the day, her Ass cheeks covered in small Red/Blue bruises from the horse whip he had used during his conquest of her.
Pulling her panties up and dropping the nightdress back into position, Kim, could still not believe she had acted as normal as she had done when picking up the kids from school and greeting her husband on his return from his office.
Tears slipping from her eyes yet again, she looked at herself in the mirror,
‘Oh God, please tell why didn’t I tell him, for gods sake why?
After taking and swallowing a couple of sleeping pills from the medicine cabinet, Kim knelt on her knees and threw open the lid of the large laundry basket, throwing its contents onto the floor until she came to a large wrapped bath towel lying at the very bottom. Unwrapped, it revealed the leather flight bag she had earlier been told to look after.
From its assorted contents Kim produced a wide red rubber collar dotted with Chrome Rivets, together with a Polaroid photograph. Holding the collar before her eyes, Kim Once again read in fascination, the inscription the rivets formed.
‘SLAVE BITCH KIM’
The Polaroid, taken by self timer on her bedside table, showed a naked Kim, wearing only the red rubber collar, kneeling on her haunches astride a naked man, whose face was not visible in the photo, in an obvious act of sexual union.
As Kim once again studied the photo she was left in no doubt why she had not told her husband James of the violent rape, the physical and sexual assaults she had been subjected to earlier that day in her own home, why she could never tell him, for, knowing there were others, she would have to show him this photograph, a photograph of his 31 year old wife undoubtedly in the throes of huge orgasm. Kim was handcuffed, but the fingers of those cuffed hands were holding and squeezing her own nipples whist cupping her breasts, her mouth forming a large ‘O’ as she stared, wide eyed in obvious ecstatic sexual fulfillment, at her sexual partner.
Kneeling there, her tears flowing freely as she replaced the contents of the laundry basket, knowing it was the last thing her husband James would ever dream of opening himself, Kim recalled her indignities she had been subjected to, indignities no woman should ever be forced so suffer, so why then was this awful throbbing between her legs beginning once more.
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Chapter One
Willie loved these hot days and summer months, especially like now when a long lasting heat wave arrived. Willie loved them most because the women would be wearing much less than normal in their attempts to stay as cool as possible under the hot sun, allowing Willie, as he drove along, to play his favorite game of giving each slim, pretty scantily clad girl or woman marks out of ten, the less she wore, she more marks Willie would award, the better looking, taller blondes always earning very near the maximum and always Willie had one of his BDSM photo magazines with him, hoping that one day he might even come across one of the models, or at least a girl or woman who seemed as near as dammed
The tall well built 25 years old Willie, still a single man, worked as catalogue parcel delivery man, delivering and collecting returns in his white Van, not well paid but a job that took no more than a few hours per day for Willie, who, knowing every backstreet shortcut and every road almost by heart, was very fast and very expert at the job, so much so, he had plenty of time to indulge in this, his favorite pastime.
Willie had first seen her weeks ago, whilst he drove his little white Van slowly along the quiet road looking for the house number he needed for his parcel delivery.
Slowly approaching her from behind, Willie’s heart had leaped.
Tall, at least 5’9” tanned and leggy with long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, hips swaying as she strolled along in the hot sun, she wore only a very short white summer skirt with what, from behind, seemed to be a cropped red tee shirt..
Smiling in secret pleasure, Willie pulled ahead of her before allowing the White Van to come to a halt some 50 yards in front of the tall blonde who continued her journey, oblivious to the white now parked in her direction, it was, after all, just another delivery Van going about its business.
Willie though, had for the time being other things on his mind whilst, through his side view mirror he watched the tall blonde beauty stride ever closer. And a beauty she was, for, although tall and slim the blonde also had a pair of tits to die for and, being a tit man, Willie’s eyes were soon glued to the Blonde’s large tits bouncing up and down inside the small red cropped tee shirt
Frantically Willie leafed over his BDSM Magazine, certain this beauty was the spit of one of the models and, sure enough she was. In the photo the almost naked blonde was bound and gagged with white rope, she wore a red studded collar and a red ball gag secured her mouth, whilst, behind her, a leather clad man held her head up via her long blonde hair, and she seemed the same age group, same height, same figure as Willie’s blonde.
Willie’s cock was by now rock hard as his fertile mind thought of all the delicious games he could play with this one as the oblivious woman strode ever closer, her tanned face now Cleary visibly in the large side mirror. She must, Willie thought, be
in her late twenties, perhaps early thirties, but whatever; she was a real beauty, ten out of ten for this one! Especially now that the outline of her obviously large nipples were now visible to him as those big tits delightfully bounced up and down, seemingly just for him.
Eventually as the blonde as made her way past the white delivery Van, Willie once again had a view of her deliciously swaying bottom. What a perfect match for the bondage model!
And that, normally would have been that, marks awarded, fun had and secret knowledge still secure, Willie would have carried on with his work.
Not that day though, something about this one had left Willie’s heart pounding, his cock aching and his mind reeling, in short Willie was hooked and knew he had to have this tall tanned blonde, playtime was over, this one was the very embodiment of every beautiful bondage model he had lusted over in his pile of BDSM magazines.
Willie then did something he had never done before, had only dreamed of doing. He followed her. His mind a crazy mixture of desire and sudden cunning and at a slow pace, Willie followed the completely unaware blonde beauty until she entered the front yard of a detached house a little further along the road.
From the Van Willie watched the Blonde beauty take a set of keys from her purse and open the front door to the property, entering and closing the door without a backward glance.
That was when Willie decided this Blonde beauty was going to be his own personal fucktoy.
She didn’t yet know it of course, but those swaying hips and jiggling breasts under her short summer skirt had just bought her to the attention of a young man whose long held fantasies about Blondes and BDSM had always been bubbling under the surface of his consciousness. Now she was to be his target, he was going to make her his bitch, beat her, rape her, whip her, bugger her, and make her beg him to do it all!
Chapter Two
Four weeks later and Willie again sat in his White Van, waiting patiently. Over those past weeks Willie had been very busy. Carefully, he had sometimes kept an almost 18 hour a day watch on the house the tall Blonde had entered and had soon discovered that every day except Saturday and Sunday a man who he assumed to be the Blonde’s husband left the house a 7.30 am.
For two days Willie followed as he walked the short distance to the train station, there to board a train for the city to return every week day at 6.30pm
Ensuring he finished his round in record time, Willie each day made his way back to the Blonde’s house, ensuring he always parked some way away to avoid suspicion.
Willie’s work gave him easy access to names and addresses and he now knew the tall leggy blonde to be Mrs. Kim Turner, the mother of the two young children she walked to the local school each weekday a 8.15 am before returning to collect them at 3.30 pm.
Willie discovered also that Kim’s routine was just that, a routine.
For after days of following Kim Turner shopping, to the gym and coffee with friends, this particular day, the Thursday, she seemed always to keep free for herself.
For the past three Thursdays Willie had watched the Blonde Mother’s swaying hips and jiggling Breasts from the darkened rear window of his Van , return from walking the kids to school in the morning, and after spending some time indoors, probably on cleaning chores, she would emerge, as indeed she had now, from the house, and as the local heat wave continued, usually wearing a white almost transparent sundress over a bikini to tidy and water the plants in her front yard, then presumably, doing the same out back before a long sunbathing session if her glorious tan were anything to go by.
Eventually Kim Turner, having placed a more demure dress over her body, would leave the house at 3.15, walk to the local school and collect her kids.
Willie had decided he would have at least four hours with Kim Turner.
Fours hours in which he planned to transform her from a beautiful, suburban blonde housewife into, if everything went as he had so meticulously planned, his very own personal Slave Bitch.
A Slave Bitch he would, whenever he decided to visit her, subject to whatever beatings and perversions he could dream up from his most fertile of imaginations.
The truth was Willie’s plans to have his own ‘Slave Bitch’ had been a fantasy evolved over a number of years; but it was that day, four weeks ago that had triggered a fantasy into something real, from that day Willie’s only waking thoughts had centered upon Kim Turner, the innocently unaware church going beautiful Blonde suburban housewife and Mother.
Willie cared not one iota about all that, his intention was to ruin Kim’s comfortable middle class existence, if it wrong today and for some reason the Bitch managed to escape him or inform on him, he realized he would in all probability, be going down for a long stretch, but, with no immediate next of kin to heap shame upon as his parents had been killed in a car crash a few years ago. Killed in a car crash by a maniac Blonde Bitch who had escaped without so much as a scratch herself, And with just a small fine, she had fled the town.
Willie had never been able to trace her, if he had, it would be her and not this innocent housewife who got the beatings and the rape, but what the hell, from today, another Blonde bitch would be made to pay , and Willie really didn’t believe the bitch would be too ashamed and humiliated to want to tell anyone about the ordeals she would soon be subjected to.
And Willie fully intended to make certain nothing went wrong today.
Having done so often enough in the past, he had no qualms about using as much violence as was required on the bitch, but without leaving any obvious marks for her family to see, but still enough though to terrify her into submission, then he would introduce his slave bitch to her new owner, his 10 inch monster cock!.
Content with the knowledge this Thursday was turning out to be the same as the others, Willie waited, as usual some distance from the house, watching Kim return from walking the kids to school, yet again marveling at just how beautiful she was and well preserved this bitch mother of two kids kept herself.
Then Willie settled down to wait until just before 10 am. The beautiful blonde housewife, pushing a wheelbarrow, appeared in the front yard, complete with white sun dress over, today, a black bikini, to begin her regular Thursday morning gardening session.
With binoculars, Willie’s eyes followed the blonde Mother tending and weeding the front yard for a full fifteen minutes, she looked, thought Willie, fantastic in that outfit, did the bitch not realize the sexual message she was giving out by wearing a white transparent dress over that black bikini?, Well, if not, she would soon be regretting her dress sense!
After completing her chores in the front yard Kim then made her way, pushing the wheelbarrow out back, presumably to spend more time with gardening chores out there.
Willie carried out his last checks, he had everything he needed, but decided he would give the totally unsuspecting Kim Turner until 11.00 am to top up her tan before putting into practice his well thought out strategy for the domination and subjugation of this beautiful blonde mother of two.
Chapter Three
Enjoying her usual quiet, quality time Thursday, Kim Turner, unaware a small white Van was at that moment slowly cruising up toward her house and that soon she would be subjected to a brutal ordeal that would change her life forever, lay blissfully upon her sun eyes lounger, closed her eyes to the sun.
‘Things can’t get much better this, not yet eleven in the morning and I’m already sunbathing, how wonderful to have these few hours just for myself every week, no, kids to cook and clean for, no husband to moan about his hard day at the office, just me and the sunshine for the next few hours” she mused. even forgetting her earlier concern about seeing that white Van yet again, parked further down the road whilst she were tending the front yard.
Kim had removed her sundress and now relaxed pleasurably in her back yard wearing only her tiny black bikini, with the top pulled down as usual to help tan her large firm Breasts, in the privacy of her own back yard.
Unexpectedly hearing the doorbell, Kim opened her eyes, ‘jeez, this had better be important’, fumed. Kim.
Checking her watch she saw it was exactly 11am. And, rising from her sun lounger, she refastened the black bikini top and checked the tie side matching panty bottoms before strolling indoors, simultaneously pulling her small white sundress over her beautiful tanned body for modesty’s sake.
As if trying to hurry her, the doorbell chimed again and an almost breathless Kim opened it to find a tall heavy set man a peaked cap pulled down almost over his eyes, standing in the entrance, a medium sized parcel in his hand.
Obviously a delivery man, realized Kim, before looking out onto the road and becoming slightly concerned at seeing ‘that’ white Van parked outside her house.
‘Delivery for Mrs. Kim Turner’ Willie told Kim, who was not at all happy with the way the man was leering over her, undressing her with his eyes. ‘But I’m afraid I need ID before I can leave it with you’
Grudgingly, realizing the white Van she had been so concerned about was in fact just a harmless delivery Van, Kim acquiesced, asking the Delivery Man to wait there whilst she found her drivers license, as she did so, thinking she should report this man to his bosses for, well for leering at her!
Upon her return Kim was further annoyed to see the delivery man now actually standing just inside the doorway. Although visibly irritated, Kim, after handing over her driver license had to cut short her anticipated rebuke when. After looking at the license for a moment, Willie told her.
‘I’m afraid you have the check the contents as well Mrs. Turner’
Kim, with no idea who had sent the parcel or what it contained, almost snatched it from his hand; such was her irritation at having her sunbathing curtailed this way.
It was addressed to her all right but it was from a catalogue company she never herself used or had even heard of. before.
‘Hell, thought Kim, my quality time ruined a parcel delivery I shall in all probability refuse to sign for!’
Kim then ripped open the brown package and delved inside.
To her utter confusion and horror, Kim produced pair of steel handcuffs.
Perplexed; she looked up to see the delivery man smiling down at her.
‘Hubby bought you a new pair of handcuffs then Mrs. Turner, say, what else you got in there?’
Confusion gave way to embarrassment and Kim felt her face growing redder by the second,
‘This was just appalling, who could have sent these things?’ she stammered
Kim soon realized she had been stupid remove what were clearly handcuffs in front of the delivery man, but found her self reaching into the parcel again, this time producing a brutish looking horse whip together with what she soon learn to be, a black ball leather gag with red rubber ball.
‘Wow, looks like you’re in for a real treat Kim’
Through her confusion and embarrassment Kim suddenly realized the delivery man actually used her Christian name, more than that he was now closing the front door.
You ever been bound, gagged and whipped before Kim?’ said Willie
Suddenly Kim realized he had said the word ‘before’. That could only mean he meant to……..
But Kim, just as she began a severe rebuke, was silenced when, from nowhere, a thundering blow from Willies fist caught her solar plexus, taking her breath completely away and doubling her over until Willie caught her shoulders half way down.
Leisurely he pulled the light sundress over the gasping, unresisting Kim’s head and away from her body, leaving Willie to admire her almost naked body, with only the black strapless bikini top and ties side bottoms covering Kim’s beauty.
Such was the pain in her stomach; Kim wanted nothing more than to bend over and throw up, whilst Willie, treating Kim like a rag doll, efficiently went about a task he had practiced over and over on a mannequin in his apartment.
Minutes later Kim lay prostrate at Willies feet, the cruel red ball gag secured between her lips, hands cuffed, as Willie intended, in front of her and, to prevent Kim from reaching up and removing her gag, Willie, just as he had seen in his BDSM magazine, had secured a line of white rope tied to the handcuffs, by pulling it underneath Kim’s body so that it cut into her cunt lips and ass cheeks, then around her waist, tying it off just above her buttocks.
Kim, desperately trying to get up, found she could only mumble infective, incoherent pleading protests into her ball gag. Willie though did allow her to get up from the hall floor, thoroughly enjoying the erotic spectacle she provided for him as her large breasts swayed and jiggled inside the tiny bikini top.
When Kim, spurred on by panic, tried to get away, Willie simply grabbed hold of her long luxurious Blonde hair and slapped he face with his open palm, making Kim whimper in pain before he forced her head up and back, her face inches from his.
‘That was just a little slap Bitch, I asked you if you’ve ever been bound gagged and whipped before, now, answer me bitch or you get another one in the gut!’
Tears were streaming down her face as Kim, looking up at Willie with pleading eyes, mumbled denials into the gag and shook her head’
‘Never been whipped eh Kim, well today’s you’re learning day bitch, because both of us know we’ve got plenty of time before you have to pick the kids up from school and old man comes home from the city’
As Willie retrieved the discarded parcel from the hall floor, Kim realized she was in big trouble, that this monster had obviously been planning this outrage for some time. Fearfully looking up at Willie with pleading eyes, Kim cursed her stupidly at opening the door before checking the spy hole. Seeing the same face and white Van in her roads time after time over the past weeks over she had even told her husband, James, who then promptly allayed her fears by telling her it was just a busy delivery van. Why had he not checked it out?
Willie though rewarded her only with another open handed slap on both her cheeks this time, and had he not been holding her with his other hand, the force of the blows would have sent Kim crashing to the floor
‘No point in using those big blue pleading eyes on me bitch, your gonna have to realize you’re my bitch now if you want to see those kids of yours again, or maybe you’d prefer I bought them home so they can watch momma fucking her new Master!’ Willie told his shocked and horror-struck captive.
Suddenly Kim was dragged back by the force of Willies hand in her hair until she fell over backward against the stairs.
‘Now lets go and find your bedroom bitch!’
The terrified blonde housewife, protesting mutely into her gag was slowly hauled by means of Willie strong hand in her hair, backward up the stairs; her bottom bouncing and from step to step making her bikini bottoms slip down her buttocks and leaving her to flail her legs in ineffectual attempts at escape.
Nor did it stop at the summit of the stairs. Willie continued to drag Kim backward by the hair along the thick landing Carpet before reaching then entering what he realized could only be her bedroom, there to haul Kim up, again by the hair until the disheveled tearful Blonde lay face up upon her own bed, futilely trying to free her hands from the grip of the steel cuffs whilst Willie emptied the remaining contents on the parcel he had ‘delivered’.
Chapter Four
‘Hey, got some great toys for you here bitch, ‘ said Willie to the prostrate tearful beauty, then dangling before Kim s eyes all manner of Bondage and subjugation equipment including clover nipple clamps, thumb screws, leather paddles and dildos.
Having fully expected this monster to rape her as soon as he had thrown her upon her bed, Kim’s tearful eyes viewed the ‘toys’, the like of which Kim have never seen before, with bewildered apprehension, suddenly she recalled the monster telling her ‘they’ had plenty of time.
Looking at each ‘toy’ Willie held to her eyes, Kim, Trembling in fear, knew she was about to suffer much, much more than rape, that was bad enough, but those ‘toys’ and Willies cruel eyes told her his violation of her would not begin or stop there.
Turning away from the bed, Willie walked across to the bedroom doorway, Kim, trying frantically to escape from the handcuffs looked on in dismay and heart sank when Willie locked the bedroom door and pocketed the Key, still with his back to Kim, he told her.
‘You try all you want to get yourself free, bitch, just give me all the more reason to punish you more than I had planned’
Sobbing into the Red ball gag, Kim followed Willie with her eyes leisurely
exploring her bedroom, opening closets and drawers, studying in appreciation their contents.
‘Hey Bitch, that James sure has some classy suits don’t you think?’ said Willie turning to Kim. She though, made no response other than turn her head away. Furious with her, Willie, striding across to the bed and delivering another open handed slap to Kim’s cheek told her.
‘You’ve got to start learning Bitch, your mine now, my bitch and when I ask you a question to nod or shake your head, you got that bitch?’
Her face stinging in pain, Kim, knowing escape at that moment was impossible, could only try and devote her mind to her children and husband, she had to get out of this nightmare in one piece, they needed her. Kim vowed she would escape this maniac, but only when the time was right, until then she would at least try not to annoy him unduly.
So, Afraid of another blow, the tearful housewife nodded her head in compliance.
‘That’s better bitch, you remember all I teach you and we’ll get on just fine’ Said Willie who to Kim’s surprise, then reached down, pulling back up the strapless bikini top that had slipped down to expose a large proportion of her large breasts , before humiliating Kim, telling her.
‘Hey Bitch, your just gonna have to be patient for a while, don’t be a slut and try getting me all excited by showing me those big titties, we fuck when I’m ready to fuck and before that though your gonna get whipped good and proper, and when you think you’ve been whipped enough, you can ask me to fuck you, but not before!.
Whilst Willie returned to his exploration of her bedroom, Kim could not believe what he had just told her, even though she knew, bound and gagged as she was, that escape at that time was still all but impossible, it was ludicrous the monster could even contemplate the idea she would actually ask him to fuck her, the very word itself, ‘Fuck’ was anathema to Kim, such profanities had never been part of their household.
Even the word ‘Slut’ had riled Kim, sure she liked to dress in sexy clothes and tiny bikinis during the hot summer months, she still had the figure for it, but her body was reserved for her husband James, the only man save for her doctor to have ever seen her naked body, the only man who had ever made love to her.
All of a sudden the bedside telephone was ringing; Kim’s eyes swiveled around at the instrument that could yet be her savior if it panicked the monster into a sudden departure. Willie though, standing beside the phone smilingly told Kim,
‘Shall I answer it for you Bitch? Tell them you’re a little tied up at the moment?’
Then the answer phone cut in and her husband James was telling Kim,
‘Hi babes, guess your sunbathing as its Thursday, don’t blame you for not having the remote phone with you, look I’m sorry, I have to work a little late tonight, be home about eight I guess, look you have a great day out there, enjoy yourself, see you later babe’
Kim, shouted as best she into her gag, but knew it was only a futile gesture and seeing her hopes of salvation cruelly extinguished, turned her head away from the phone in anguish, sobbing openly into her gag.
‘Hey Bitch, watta guy that husband of yours is, wanting you to enjoy yourself like that, maybe I should have picked up the phone and told him you were doing just that with Willie here, your new owner, that my new bitch was really looking forward to the whipping she’s about to get!’
Willie latest humiliation of her caused more tears to cascade from Kim’s eyes, she looked across the room to her captor and wondered not only how she would survive the ordeal of him whipping her, and certain, now that any hope of her husband saving her were gone, the monster before would soon became the second man to see her naked before finally he raped’ her.
Once again exploring her room and holding up the photo she kept on her dressing table. Willie asked
‘Hey Bitch, these your Kids’? interrupting Kim’s train of thought, Kim nodded in agreement; the last thing she wanted was to suffer the indignity of having her beautiful children somehow bought into her ordeal and so was shocked and dismayed to see Willie pulling from his pocket a folded up digital photo of herself collecting her children fro the school gates.
‘Nice kids Kim, maybe I should pick them up myself this afternoon so they can see their momma all nicely gagged and tied up on her bed, mind you, I’ll have to take that bikini off you first though Kim, wouldn’t want your kids to think their bitch momma has been lazy all day, to busy with her sunbathing and fucking, to even get their supper ready!’
Shaking her head furiously, Kim had she been free would have attacked this monster with her bare hands, such was her fury.
She knew he was toying with her by bringing her children into his depraved evil game, but every waiting moment, every sight of him despoiling all she held dear, rooting through her possessions, treating the sanctuary of her own bedroom as his own personal fiefdom, was making it worse for the tearful trembling blonde beauty, Kim just wanted this nightmare to end, why didn’t the monster just get on with it!.
‘No? Well, in that case you’d better be a very well behaved bitch for me’ said Willie now sifting through Kim’s lingerie drawers, throwing very items of underwear across to the bed until Kim saw that her best ‘play time’ set of black lace and satin undies, bra, garter belt, thong and black seamed stockings and her transparent black negligee lay beside her.
Eventually Willie stood next to where the defenseless Kim herself lay upon her bed.
‘Those you wear when you entertain me downstairs bitch, after we finish up here’
Before Kim could react or respond to this latest outrage Willie had once more grabbed her blonde tresses in his vice like grip. Pulling Kim upward until her face was only inches from his groin Willie, waving the riding crop before her face, told her.
‘Okay bitch, listen to me and listen well, its time your ass got acquainted with Mr. Whippy here, he’s gonna teach you to obey your new Master, oh yeh, you’d best take a good look a your new Master I guess’
Dropping the riding crop Willie, unzipped his pants and removed his already hard cock.
Kim gasped audibly, Willie was stroking the biggest penis she had ever seen, not that she had seen many, and only her husbands had ever been inside her. But now she was looking in horrified astonishment at a penis at least half as long and twice as thick as that of her husband, her first thought was that, if this monster intended to rape her he would most surely tear her apart!
‘Hey Bitch; I guess this is bigger than anything you seen before, especially that runty husband of yours’ Willie told her, continuing to stroke his huge penis.
‘And I just know your dying to get it inside you bitch, but first your gonna have to earn it, first your gonna beg me, beg to suck my cock, then beg me to fuck you, bitch’
Angrily the beautiful blonde mother shook her head denial very nearly raising her hands to remove the gag, until she saw Willie flexing the terrible, fearsome looking riding crop.
‘Oh Yea, you are gonna do it all right bitch, you are gonna beg to make love to me, and this is how I’ll teach you to do it!’
Willie yanked down Kim’s black strapless bikini top, exposing one single breast. Selecting a crocodile clamps from the bed swiftly he placed it over her large nipple. Without, preamble or warning, he allowed the clip to snap cruelly against and enclose the nub of fleshy muscle until Kim’s nipple was quashed as flat as a piece of card, its tiny teeth biting cruelly into her nipple.
Kim’s pain and anguish were obvious, screaming mutely into the ball gag and trying vainly to lift her hands top remove the she stared imploringly at Willie for him to remove it, to stop this terrible pain in her breast.
Willie, counting to twenty, was happy to see the utter agony he had inflicted upon his ‘Bitch’ before eventually he removed the awful implement from her nipple, leaving tiny, blooded holes, from the tiny teeth of the terrible crocodile clamp.
The relief of Kim’s face told him all he needed.
‘In a moment I’m gonna untie that rope Kim, the cuffs stay on though, and if you make such as one move toward removing your gag, this goes right back on, but next time it’ll be both nipples, you got that bitch?’
Kim, quickly nodding her head, never wanting to feel such pain again, one had been bad enough but having both her nipples clamped and bitten into by the tiny teeth, would, she thought, ruin her nipples for life.
‘Good Bitch, now its time for you to meet Mr. Whippy!’
Such was his speed that Kim hardly moved before Willie was upon her, dragging her by the hair once again, forcing the terrified housewife to kneel, knees spread, upon her bed, her now freed arms enabling Kim to hold the position Willie demanded. With her face buried in the duvet, Kim’s bottom was now poised deliciously upward.
The Smiling Willie marveled at just how easily he had subdued his bitch so far and looking down upon those beautiful lightly tanned quivering ass cheeks, barely concealed by her tie side bikini panties, he raised the riding crop, the nipple clamp had done its job, now the bitch was to going to learn she must never ever disobey him.
Willie wasted no time and soon the horse whip descended upon those curvy mounds with resounding thuds and thwacks. Kim moaned and winced with a pain never before experienced, leaving Willie to hold her firmly down with his spare hand to prevent any possible escape, Thwack………Thwack……….Thwack, landed the riding crop.
Not wanting to mark her and knowing the bruised area could be covered by her panties, Willie kept his whipping of Kim confined to the area covered by her bikini panties, occasionally making Kim almost jump off the bed when landing the horse whip upon her bikini covered cunt lips, whilst all the while telling Kim.
‘This is between just you and me bitch, no one else, it’s just us, our little secret, you got that bitch! one word to anyone about our little games and you kiss goodbye to your old man and your kids, don’t forget, I know everything I need to know about you all, you’re my bitch now and your gonna stay my bitch.
More and more blows from the riding crop descended upon the defenseless mother.
When you ready, all you have to do is nod your head bitch, then I’m gonna loosen that gag and your gonna beg me to let you suck my cock and then fuck you,’
The continuing humiliation seemed never ending for the tearful housewife, to be brutalized and whipped in your own home by a total stranger was bad enough, but worse, to be told she was ‘his bitch’ was appalling, even worse was though was being so casually and confidently told that she would stay ‘his bitch’.
The pain in grew progressively worse as blow after blow landed upon Kim’s already sore buttocks, worse still was the terrible agony each time the monster landed the crop between her legs.
For Kim, the choice given her was no choice at all, but such was her pain, inevitably, she knew, she would have to capitulate to his demands as another cruel stinging blow landed between her legs, Kim, recalling Willies huge penis quivering before her face, found herself wondering if it would even be possible for her to accommodate his huge penis, if she did, how it would feel deep inside her!
Ultimately of course, the lovely Blonde Housewife could take no more.
Lifting her tear stained face from her duvet, Kim, nodding furiously, found Willie to be as good as his word, the beating mercifully ceased, but now though, as Willie knelt her upright and removed the awful ball gag before standing back, arms crossed and waiting, the crop still in his hand, Kim knew it was payback time for his termination of her beating.
‘Look at me bitch, never take your eyes from me or you get some more of Mr. Whippy and the nipple clamps, now, you have something to ask me!’
Tearful and humiliated, her bottom painful and afire, Kim just managed to make and retain eye contact with Willie.
‘I………please…….please let me suck…..suck your cock………’ began Kim, wishing with every fiber of her being she could find the courage to drop her eyes.
‘Then……then, please fuck me,’
Chapter Five
‘Okay then bitch, since you asked me so nicely, I’ll let you suck my cock but the cuffs stay on, first though baby, lets put your collar on,’
Of all the terrible surprises Kim had endured so far, this was perhaps the most appalling, for there, before her eyes, Willie held a Wide Red rubber collar studded with chrome rivets. Kim, to her astonishment soon realized the assembled rivets spelt the words
‘Slave Bitch Kim’
If any further evidence were needed, here it was and Kim knew then that Willie planned his assault on her with meticulous detail..
Leaning forward and securing the collar behind Kim’s neck via its buckle, Willie then selected up a chrome dog lead with red leather handle, clipped it to the ‘D’ ring set into the collar.
Kim stared in wide eyed astonishment at what Willie now told her.
‘Now Bitch, you are my collar, it means you’re my property, sure you will live and sleep with your husband and look after your kids, but, now I’ve collared you, I am your Master, I own you, you’re my property, my Slave Bitch., so, my Slave bitch its time for you to greet your new Master properly.
Again, those words, ‘my bitch’, but now she was his ‘Slave Bitch’, his property!, this is preposterous, thought Kim, nobody can just walk into your life, beat you like this, take over your home like this, take away your dignity like this and treat you as nothing more than a plaything to be used in whatever manner he desired.
But this, monster had done all those things, and with terrifying efficiency.
It was beginning to dawn on Kim’s subconscious that today may only be just the prelude to this monsters total subjugation of her.
Smiling over his conquest, Willie, much to Kim’s revulsion removed his pants and tee shirt, climbing upon the bed, before lying prostrate, his legs either side of the kneeling sobbing housewife who, despite herself, was unable to take her eyes from the huge throbbing penis pointing directly upward.
‘Now, you start sucking my cock bitch and make it the best blow job you ever gave or the nipple clamps go back on, got that bitch?.
Kim, nodding her tear stained face, placed her cuffed hands over Willies throbbing
erection, then maneuvering herself into a position from where she could kneel forward to take him in her mouth.
‘Remember bitch, make it good, keep looking into my eyes when your sucking me, but don’t make me come before I fuck you, do that and your dead meat bitch!’
Despite her revulsion and the shock of being told she was now his property, Kim found herself transfixed by Willies huge organ, even though she loved her husband dearly; his own cock was puny in comparison.
Amazingly, such was her curiosity, Kim found she had no reservations about running her fingers up and down its entire length, around its girth, testing its awesome strength, its throbbing power as she pulled down on the foreskin to expose its throbbing purple head, feeling utterly guilty when imagining once again, just how Willies cock would feel, buried deep inside her.
Was it her fear, her terror of the man who had so cruelly invaded her home and violated her so cruelly? Was it the sheer excitement of having the largest penis she had ever seen firmly in her grasp?, Was it that Kim hoped that by sucking his cock, he would come and therefore spare her the ordeal of having to suffer him raping her?
Or had Kim succumbed to the terrible, terrible secret knowledge that, when Willie had placed the collar around her neck, telling her she was now owned by him, it had been yet another catalyst had for the throbbing ache gradually growing more and more evident between Kim’s beautiful legs.
Whatever, even as she was telling herself this was so wrong, Kim, whilst keeping her eyes glued to his when possible, did indeed give Willie best blow job she had ever performed, finding hitherto unknown levels of skill,
Slowly Kim lowered her head and, eyes glued again to Willies, snaked out her tongue to touch the huge throbbing head of his penis to be rewarded by a small drop of pre come appearing from between its slit. Leaning forward a little more Kim, opened her lips and placed her mouth over the entire head of Willies penis. Such was its size the enormous head only just fitted between Kim’s widely spread lips but, almost like a child testing a new toy to its limits, she pushed her mouth further and further down Willies huge throbbing shaft, all the while pressing her tongue firmly against the meaty pole, until almost gagging when it touched the base of her throat, leaving Kim to marvel in astonishment at realization her hand was still wrapped around good third of this enormous penis.
Managing to hold the shaft in one ‘cuffed hand, Kim began tickling and caressing the heavy sacs of Willies balls, lifting them, marveling at their weight and size, saddened though to find herself once again comparing her beloved husbands much small genitals to those of the man who would shortly be raping her.
Never the less Kim, still maintaining eye contact with her ‘owner’ whilst continuing these ministrations, pulled her mouth up until only the throbbing purple head of Willies penis remained in her mouth. Then She began sucking as if her whole life depended upon it, whilst simultaneously pushing her tongue deep into its slit and around his foreskin, causing more and more pre come to emerge and leaving Willie groaning with pleasure until, like a dagger through her heart, humiliating her again by telling her,
‘Hey Bitch, you’re good, too good for that weedy husband of yours, but that don’t matter cause your gonna spend much more of your time sucking your Masters cock in future, the old man only gets to fuck you when your new owner says he can!.’
Chapter Six
Suddenly Willies hands were on her shoulders, pushing Kim upright. Holding Kim in that position; Willie bought his knees up and slipped his legs between her thighs. Before she had even realized what was happening, Willies hands were on her buttocks, pulling her kneeling upright body slowly and irrevocably toward him, toward a position over his throbbing waiting erection until, to keep her balance, Kim had to lean forward slightly and rest her cuffed hands upon Willies chest to prevent herself falling between his arms and onto his chest.
Eventually, after an eternity for Kim, Willies pulling of her buttocks had placed her Bikini covered cunt lips directly over his throbbing erection, to her horror Kim could now feel its very tip straining against the black material to send tingling shockwaves of illicit pleasure through her body.
‘Okay bitch, now we fuck’!
Pleadingly Kim looked into Willies eyes. Sucking his huge cock was one thing, truth be told Kim would even, but only to herself, admit she had actually gained pleasure from it, the wetness in her bikini bottoms was evidence of that people, and some even argued that it did not constitute a proper sex act,.
But now, now the time had come when she was expected to simply allow the monster to fuck her, Kim, despite his earlier threats, was now filled with shame at her act of fellatio and horrified at the thought of her body, the body she reserved for her husband James, being defiled by him.
‘Please……….please don’t make me do this, anything but this, I’m a happily married woman, I don’t want this, please, it’s wrong so wrong’ whimpered Kim tears once again streaming from her eyes.
But even as she said this, Kim knew deep inside she was lying to both Willie and herself.
Kim would have admitted to having the occasional curious glance at another man’s crotch but would never ever have even dreamed of taking a lover, why then did she feel an overwhelming desire to discover just how the enormous penis of this bogus delivery man who had cunningly planned to beat and rape her, would feel, buried to the hilt in her cunt.
The awful reality for Kim was that for years she had fantasized about being forcefully taken by a man with a huge penis, for, after the birth of her second child, the fact was that her lovely wonderful loving husband had never satisfied her with his undersized cock.
The Slap on her face again came from nowhere, then another, leaving Kim gasping in pain and terror yet again before Willie grabbed hold of Kim’s lead in his fist and pulled her face down toward his horizontal body whilst his other hand ripped the black bikini top away from her breasts then cruelly pinching and twisting her left nipple.
‘You asked me to fuck you, bitch, so I’m gonna do just that, only first I’m gonna clamp these big nipples, just like I told you I would!’
Kim’s capitulation was instantaneous.
‘Please………….no, I’m sorry, I’ll be good for you’!
Willie pushed her upright again and began fondling and toying with Kim’s nipples was delighted to find the large red buds springing immediately to attention.
You got a great pair of tits here bitch, its what I liked best when I found you, but Any more whining from you and we fuck with clamps on both your fucking nipples, you understand me bitch?’
Tearfully Kim nodded her head; once again the mere thought of those crocodile clamps had terrified her into submission and it was all she could do to hold herself just above the throbbing giant that would, she knew, soon be testing her endurance to the very limit as Willies hands dropped from Kim breasts to take hold of the tie sides of her black bikini bottoms.
Soon Willie began to very slowly and deliberately pull the black ties until the knots fell apart.
Already embarrassed by the knowledge he would undoubtedly discover the material was soaking with her juices, Kim looked down in mesmerized fascination as Willie slowly pulled her black bikini bottom by its side strings from between her legs, knowing that at any second she would feel the enormous head of his penis between her moist cunt lips.
‘Look at me Bitch, don’t take your eyes from mine’ demanded Willie
‘Oh my God! Whispered Kim, her eyes fixed to Willies as the last of the black material finally emerged from between her legs and Willie, lifting his body slightly, pushed his huge purple head up to rest against her cunt.
Taking hold of Kim’s hips, Willie was now pulling her down, down onto his throbbing 10 inch monster. Its 4 inch girth nestling tightly between her rapidly moistening lips began gradually and inexorably slipping into Kim’s tight entrance.
First its giant head, throbbing, setting her cunt afire, then the wrinkled pulled back foreskin brushing past her entrance, another slight pull on Kim’s hips and a full two inches were inside her Virgina
Eyes wide to a sensation she had never before experienced. Kim looked into Willies eyes for some sort of reassurance.
‘Oh my God, it’s too big’ she whispered painfully
‘Shush, you have to learn to take it all bitch, soon then, when we fuck in future it will be easier for you’ Willie admonished, ensuring that Kim got the regular message that this was far from the last time he would be fucking her.
Then, whilst she gasped and moaned, Willie was pulling Kim’s hips down a little further until half his penis was inside Kim’s tunnel, As much as she had ever taken before, but twice the thickness of her husband.
Knowing that probably only half of her cruel captor’s penis was inside her, Kim thought she would surely be torn apart, but, to her astonishment she was also aware she was now lubricating around the monster slipping ever deeper into her virgina.
‘Oh my God, oh my God,’ she whispered again as Kim felt Willies pubic hair tickling her cunt lips when Another two inches had slipped into her and Willies mighty weapon was pushing now against the very walls of her Anus.
Without warning, Willie had suddenly pulled the groaning blonde beauty down upon him until she now sat on his groin, she had taken it all!. Ten inches of thick penis throbbed powerfully deep inside the blonde housewife.
Kim was in totally uncharted waters of sexual discovery, complexly and utterly joined to Willie by ten inches of his giant cock buried inside her, pushing against her Anus, probing her cervix.
She was in a place she had never before been, gone was the initial pain, replaced by unbelievable waves of pure sexual stimulation.
Groaning with sheer pleasure Kim knew she was about to experience an orgasm the like of which she had never before thought possible, wishing desperately though she could close her eyes, reduce the guilt she felt and imagine it was her beloved James lying beneath her, that it was he who owned this wonderful massive weapon buried inside her.
Willie though, after reaching across to press the timer on buttons on two Polaroid cameras her earlier set up alongside a DVD cam on Kim’s bedside table, cruelly dismissed these thoughts, telling Kim
‘There Slave bitch, that’s ten inches of your new owner inside you, now you do some work, I want to feel you grip it, grip your new owner with your cunt!’
Predictably horrified, Kim, but none the less obeying Willies command, squeezed the muscles of her cunt around its giant invader, something she had done many times with James in an effort to gain more stimulation,
But Kim needed no stimulation now as when the twin emotions of shame and sexual gratification fought for supremacy, Willies strong hands slid her under her buttocks, slowly lifting whilst she continued to grip him before lowering her once again then repeating the process over and over.
Gasping in the sheer ecstasy created by Willies monster cock slowly fucking her, Kim stared wide eyed down at her captor come rapist, all thoughts of guilt extinguished, all thoughts of her loving husband and beautiful Kids gone as the fake delivery man slowly raised her to hitherto undreamed of heights of ecstasy.
‘Now hold those big Titties in your hands and squeeze the nipples, bitch!’
Immediately, Kim obeyed, rising her ‘cuffed hands to cup each of her large Breasts before squeezing, toying with and pinching the large rock hard nipples.
Then she was coming, coming like never before.
Willies massive organ seemed to be expanding inside her, pushing ever harder the walls of her virgina and thrusting up against her cervix, her clitoris, rubbed by Willies groin was alive with pleasure.
Her mouth agape with shocked, stunned pleasure Kim stared wide eyed down at Willie, an expression of incredulity on her beautiful face just as the Polaroid’s flashed and captured the moment.
‘Tell me Bitch, tell me how good it is, tell your Master!’ demanded Willie.
‘Oh My god……….my god……..I’m coming……….its ………oh God it’s so good, don’t stop, please…….please…Master! Don’t stop…ahhhhh…... ahhhhhhh’………oh God it’s so… so good……………….Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!’
Willie, trying not to come himself, was overjoyed to see hear his new bitch calling him ‘Master’ even if only in the heat of passion, but he was certainly not done with the bitch yet.
Roughly Willie, raising his back from the bed, pulled Kim’s hands away from her breasts, slapped her face again to ensure her obedience then, lifted her arms upward.
‘Put your hands behind my neck bitch!’
Still in the throes of her massive orgasm Kim, despite the stinging pain in her face from Willies slap, did as she were ordered raising her handcuffed wrists over Willies head then placing her hands behind his neck.
With her hands now effectively trapped, Kim suddenly found Willies strong hands pulling each of her legs sideways and then toward him, away from her kneeling position until she was actually sitting upon Willies cock, legs astride him, facing her tormentor, their bodies and faces within inches of each other, the massive organ inside her buried to the hilt, cramming her Virgina as never before.
As she began coming down from her initial massive organ, Kim discovered for the first time the joys of multiple orgasms as Willie, arms now wrapped around Kim’s back and crushing her against him, easily lifted her body up and down on his still erect and unspent throbbing penis.
‘Oh….oh………Its so good……..God….. its so good’ cried Kim as her next massive orgasm washed over her.
‘Tell me bitch, who am I?, what am I’ Demanded Willie, face beside Kim’s, whispering into her ear.
‘Oh God………..I’m so sorry Darling’…cried Kim to her absent husband in her guilt about what she was about to say.
‘My God…that’s so good……please don’t stop….…….your, you’re my Master………you own me Master….fuck me, fuck me harder Master!’ cried Kim loudly, her terror, revulsion and shame all long since departed, replaced by an incredible illicit sexual realization of a kind never before experienced.
Willie pushed himself back slightly until their faces were a few inches apart.
‘Push yourself up and down with your arms on my shoulders and grip my cock again bitch, ‘Demanded Willie of Kim.
Doing this, Kim found that by gripping Willies cock with her cunt muscles again and levering herself up and down by her arms on his shoulders, she was able, by differing the speed of her thrusts, to ensure her orgasms coincided with her down thrusts onto the huge throbbing organ, marveling at the sensation of her cunt being completely filled by Willie each time she orgasmed.
Willie marveled at his utter and total control of his new bitch, hardly able to believe how easily he had dominated this beautiful blonde suburban mother, she was cock hungry that was for sure, her soaking wet bikini pants had told him that, obviously the bitch had not been properly serviced for a long time, well, all that will change now, decided Willie, who was also certain his new bitch had a secret yearning to be humiliated, beaten and taken in this fashion.
‘And what are you Bitch’ demanded Willie sensing another massive orgasm crashing over Kim.
‘Oh God…………..Oh God, I’m so sorry………………’I’m your property, you own me, I’m your Slave Bitch’…………….Slave Bitch Kim’ she groaned in unadulterated sexual exhilaration .
So Kiss me Bitch, kiss your new owner’ demanded Willie, realizing he was now himself in the throes of his own climax.
Without hesitation Kim did just that, thrusting her tongue into Willies receptive mouth, greedily searching for and finding her Master tongue, her lips glued to his as another wave of astonishing orgasms swept over her.
Suddenly hearing Willie groan and feeling his whole body stiffen Kim, her lips still glued to Willies, lifted her cunt to the very top of Willie’s throbbing ever growing erection. Fraction by fraction she then lowered herself, until, halfway down onto his
cock, Willie, emitting a huge groan, finally came, flooding Kim’s cunt with a never ending stream after stream of Willie’s hot semen shooting up into her virgina.. Kim thought his ejaculation would never end as Willie’s hot come juices flooded her virgina before seeping out and around the giant penis and her inner thighs.
Chapter Seven
Finally spent, but his mind still buzzing with his further plans for his new bitch that day, Willie, keeping his lips glued to Kim’s, had pulled them back together leaving the beautiful naked Blonde housewife her cuffed hands trapped behind his neck, lying on top of him, his hands clutching her buttocks, still owning her, making it impossible for Kim to do anything other than take her lips from his and bury her face shamefully into her pillow.
Spent and exhausted, with Willies flood of semen still trapped inside her cunt, still running down her thighs and his twitching semi flaccid penis incredibly still filling her virgina, tears of guilt and shame flooded onto the pillow Kim had buried her face in.
Kim knew she had shamed herself, her husband and family.
How could she have succumbed to such a wanton display of lust after the ordeals this monster beneath her, ‘her owner’ had inflicted upon her, had could her body, the body she had for so long kept trim and shapely for her loving husband, betray him this way?, betray her wonderful children this way, how, even if she had been unable to control her natural desires had she allowed herself to Kiss this monster, her ‘owner?’ as passionately as she had.
Kim was certain her torment was far from over, that she would be suffering many more ordeals at his hands her ‘her owner’ this day, for even now she could feel the huge monster buried between her legs slowly twitching coming to life once again.
Beneath her, Willie, clutching the bruised buttocks of his new bitch, smiled happily, content in the knowledge he now owned this Beautiful blonde, Slave bitch Kim, body and soul, for, even if the bitch one day decided to rebel against him and a beating no longer cowed her, the cameras had recorded everything and with simple editing, the film would either keep her under his power or make him a fortune!...in time perhaps both........but before that though, it was time for her next lessons.!........................
End of Part One
To be continued shortly
A story about Adults for Adults by
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
The author retains all rights over this story
Any comment welcome
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Willies New Bitch
Part Two
The continuing story of Willie and his ‘Slave Bitch Kim’
By Taskmaster
taskmaster11@hotmail.com
Chapter Eight
Willie, feeling his cock twitching back into life inside Kim’s cunt, heard his new bitch continue to sob against the pillow she had buried her face in. He knew he had just given the bitch the best fucking she had ever had, her tears were tears of shame, that was all, shame because she had enjoyed it, right now, with her in his arms, she felt great, smelt great also, Willies slave Bitch Kim smelt of pure lustful sex.
‘Well, Let her cry’, decided Willie with the bitch in his arms, taking time out to enjoy the moment and ponder her future.
‘The bitch can cry all she wants, it won’t change a damm thing, and before I leave here today she’s gonna cry a lot more anyway.
If the bitch needs more beatings before she admits she really is my property, so be it, that what she’s gonna get, enough to make her realize this really is just between her and me, Master and Bitch, no one else comes into it, unless maybe she wants me to beat her runty husband as well, bind and gag him then fuck his ass in front of her, that wouldn’t bother me at all, hell, the bitch
Can then lick his shit off of my dick afterward, be fun asking her if she wants that’
Whatever, she’s gonna have to admit her old life is gone forever, she can carry on as normal at home, but I’ll take her and beat her whenever I want her,’
‘And I’ll arrange plenty of outings for the both of us, not just to the few boring almost vanilla BDSM clubs I visited, no, she’s a real beauty, with her looks and body with me I’ll easily get into those special clubs, the ones I had to pay to get into to watch the bitches beaten and then fucked by those with enough money to pay the ‘owner’ for the privilege, and plenty of money at that.
Hell, with this bitch by my side, I can make plenty of money too. With her Bound and naked, kneeling beside me, I’ll be the envy of everyone there, every guy and a good few women will want to beat and fuck her.’!!
Abruptly Kim, found herself being lifted by Willies strong hands, his cock slipped from her cunt with an audible ‘plop’ and shortly Kim was kneeling between Willies legs widely spread legs as he sat on the edge of Kim’s bed, holding the lead of her collar, pulling her face up to his, his semi flaccid cock inches from her face.
‘Look at me Bitch, look at your owner!’
Kim opened her tear stained eyes to Willie, looking up at him in tearful apprehensive respect... Fear is a powerful emotion and Kim now felt a fearful respect of this delivery man who so easily dominated her, whose massive penis, so recently filled her virgina and gave her the fuck of a lifetime. It seemed absurd to believe he really was serious when telling her he now ‘owned her’ that she was his ‘Slave Bitch Kim’, but, sobbing into the pillow, Kim had realized this monster, her ‘Master’ really did now ‘own’ her, for Kim had shamefully admitted to herself that no other man could ever satisfy her now, not after the out of this world orgasms she had just experienced.
Kim’s tears flooding the pillow had been not only for her cruel treatment at the hands of her new ‘Owner’, but tears of sadness for her husband, for the end of her marriage as far as sexual fulfillment was concerned, how only a hour or so ago she had been so enjoyably lying in the sunshine, planning simple things like the kids meal and her husbands Dinner, unprepared and absolutely unaware that it all would be so cruelly swept away , not just by the monster she must now call her ‘Master’ entering the citadel of love and happiness that was her home and so mercilessly subjecting her the these beatings and sexual abuse, but also tears of shame for allowing her body to respond to his brutality.
‘You’re a great Fuck, Slave Bitch Kim, sometimes the two don’t go together, being beautiful and being a great fuck, that’s not the case with you though, and you enjoyed your fucking, didn’t you bitch?’
For Kim, there no was no point in denial; her ‘Owner’, knew she had anyway, so she simply nodded her head shamefacedly, knowing this was another step toward an eventual and irreversible admission of defeat he would most surely demand of her, otherwise he would have already been long gone.
Indicating her kneeling position, Willie said to Kim.
‘This is how you greet your Master, on your knees; you will always be on your knees when you are with your Master, you put your hands on your head and get on your knees, unless I decide otherwise, in a minute your gonna get dressed in those sexy undies I found, then were going for a little walk so you can get used to crawling beside your owner, got that bitch?’
Again, Kim nodded her head miserably, was there to be no end to the humiliations ‘owner’ was inflicting upon her? how far down the road of degradation did he intend taking her.
Without Warning, Willies other hand had found its way between her cunt lips and on into her sopping virgina. Withdrawing his hand, Willie placed his fingers before Kim’s lips.
‘Before that, you’ve got some cleaning to do, lick this mess from you cunt off my fingers, and then clean my cock with your mouth Bitch, it is covered in your cunt juice, now Clean it!’
Licking the contents of her own Virginia from Willies fingers before lowering her head over his penis, Kim realized everything her ‘owner’ was doing to her obviously formed part of his ongoing plans for her made before his arrival.
But, feeling a little conceited that she was so easily getting him hard again as she licked clean every inch of him, Kim decided if she eventually were to acknowledge her total surrender toward him.
For surely that was what her ‘owner’ had planned all along, he would first have subject her to more beatings and sexual degradation.
Kim, for the sake of herself, her husband and family, knew she must not submit lightly, she intended to she would fight him all the way, before, as she knew she ultimately would but entirely oblivious of his real plans for her, admitting to him her unconditional surrender, , his Slave Bitch.
Chapter Nine
In the Bathroom Kim applied the finishing touches of make to her face, applying the scarlet red lipstick, as her ‘Master’ had told her, much more liberally than normally she would have done.
Stepping back from the mirror, Kim studied her self critically, was she really as beautiful as the monster, her ‘Owner’ assured her she was?
Certainly she realized that right now, despite all that was happening to her, despite, or perhaps because of the whore like look the makeup gave her, she did indeed look good, certainly for a thirty one year mother of two young children. A dusting of face powder and rouge had covered the slight bruising to her face left be Willies slapping of her, and with her long blonde tresses, pulled back into a pony tail, again as instructed, Kim’s face radiated her good looks, even the Red collar did nothing to detract from the effect, indeed, it gave her natural beauty an air of submission.
Kim was proud of her 36c. 24. 34 figure always making every effort to keep it that way with her regular work outs and even today her supple tits would spring back to perkiness when she pulled them apart before her mirror.
And the lingerie Willie had chosen, her black lacy half cup bra, matching garter belt and panties together with black seamed stockings served only to enhance Kim’s well tanned stunning body
Willie, having decided his ‘Bitch’ had cleaned him properly, had told Kim she would now, ‘dress as his slave bitch will be dressed in future when greeting her Master’. Kim knowing any hostility toward this self confident assumption would lead only another beating, was though somehow grateful to her ‘Owner’ for the small but significant gesture he made by removing her handcuffs.
‘You have fifteen minutes in the bathroom Bitch, you clean that cunt for its next fucking, then you get that underwear on, after that you make your face up to look great, you come out looking like a proper slave bitch whore for your Master, plenty of deep red lipstick, eye shadow, face power, the whole works, and you crawl over there, to the bathroom Bitch, from now ,like I said, you crawl everywhere when your Master is present, meantime I’m gonna just lie on your bed here bitch and wait for you’
At his gesture of dismissal, The tear stained naked blonde beauty turned on her knees, crawling on all fours toward the bathroom, as she did so, leaving her ‘owner’ to marvel at her wonderful firm ass swaying back and forth, just like it had when he had first spotted her. And not for the first time Willie wondered if his Bitches Ass was virgin, he certainly hoped so and suspected it was, and Willie thought this middle class church going Bitch didn’t seem the type to allow that runty husband to put his puny dick up there.
Well, the bitch was going to get her Masters dick up there today, and she would have to learn to enjoy being taken it up there, and not only by his own monster dick.
Studying her watch Kim knew her fifteen minutes were now up, her only consolation had been, with the monster not coming into the bathroom during this time; Kim at least had time to reevaluate her options.
Although realizing her appearance was, at that moment, akin to that of a whore, albeit a classy whore, at least she had a few clothes on, enough perhaps, with the absence of the handcuffs; to allow her the chance of escape, as escape she must do to avoid ending the day as a submissive plaything to the monster.
So when Kim stood in the doorway, ready to drop to her knees as her ‘owner’ demanded, she was surprised to see him, still lying there on her bed, snoring gently in an apparently deep slumber, was this the moment the tables were turned.?
Gazing across to the only possible escape route, her bedroom door and cursing inwardly, Kim recalled having she seen Willie slip the door key in his pants pocket, the pants now lying on the carpet beside her bed.
Her heart beating feverishly against the walls of her chest, Kim tried to summon enough daring to retrieve the door Key, thinking about it was one thing, having the courage to do so, knowing the beating she would most likely be given should her Owner wake and discover her, was another matter.
But Kim, remembering she had pledged to do so for the sake of her husband and children, eventually compromised by at least Dropping to her knees. Silently she crawled across the bedroom toward her bed, telling herself that if he woke, she could placate any anger by telling him she wanted only to view her Master’s beautiful cock whilst he slept.
Closer and closer crawled Kim, until finally she was there, to where the pants lay, next to the bed upon which Willie continued his gentle snoring.
Noiselessly Kim searched the pants pockets until eventually she found the key to her bedroom door and, just as silently, crept on all fours across the door, then, turning her head to see her captor obviously still asleep, Kim inserted the key into the lock whilst raising herself to her feet.
‘Click’ the lock open, now Kim was actually pulling opens the door, and then she froze in anguish, her face turning to the sound of Willies voice.
Chapter 10
‘Hey Bitch, you sure look good in those things’ Said Willie, indicating her lingerie, fully awake and now sitting on the edge of Kim’s bed.
Stunned, Kim was lost between thoughts of making a dash for it, running as fast as she could to get out of the house, or simply admitting defeat and accepting the inevitable beating, a beating less harsh in all probability than if her ‘owner’ had to chase after her to prevent Kim from leaving the house.
‘Seems you were planning to leave me here before I got the chance to see you dressed like that bitch, whatever though, you look a million dollars that’s for, any Man would be proud to fuck you baby ’
Bizarrely, given her predicament, Kim felt a surge of pride at Willies words, until he continued.
‘But it aint gonna be just ‘any man’ bitch who fucks you bitch, not without my say so, not even that runty little husband of yours.’!
Kim, thoroughly crestfallen that her escape attempt was being thwarted, had had enough, angrily all her pent up shame, degradation and rage poured forth.
‘What do mean, ‘your say so!’ that’s stupid’ Kim shouted to the smiling Willie
‘What right have you to come into my own house and treat me like this, like a plaything, beat me, rape me, then tell me you have taken over my life, its absurd, people just cannot do such things, you can go to hell, do you really think that after you have finally finished your evil perverted games and gone, that I wont tell my husband then call the Police and have you arrested, you’ll spend the rest of your life in jail!’
Immediately, Kim thought she’d gone to far, the monster, sting on the edge of her bed a few feet away could at any time spring up and…….and what……. Just what was he capable of, already today he had proved himself capable of extreme violence, now, was her very life in danger after her outburst?
But if Kim had expected him to grab hold of her and beat her, she was mistaken; instead, Willie stood up and, walking across the bedroom, picked up the telephone lying upon Kim’s dressing table.
‘Here’ call them now, and call your runty husband, tell them about how I raped you whilst you were sitting on my dick and tonguing my mouth , telling me you’re my Slave Bitch, here I even switched on the DVD Cam so they can look at that if they don’t believe you, then you tell them that right now your standing in your bedroom with me, dressed up in your finest lingerie with your face made up like a whores, come on Bitch, come over here and take the phone, go ahead., otherwise, you get down on your knees and crawl over here to beg my forgiveness.’
Willie had known this confrontation would eventually take place.
Allowing for it in his planning, he had realized the outcome would in all probability, decide both their fates.
So Willie had deliberately staged his fake ‘nap’ to allow his bitch the chance of escape, whilst during the ‘nap’ turning one of the DVD cams to the bathroom doorway to capture the image of the sexily dressed Mother emerging from the bathroom before crawling across the bedroom to where her naked ‘lover’ lay upon her bed.
All of which Willie concluded, would leave his bitch with three options, To either attempt Run and risk a severe beating, or Confront him and tell her husband and the police, or of course, do neither of these things and simply hope that Willie would tire of her and eventually just go, leaving Kim to remain silent in the hope that Willies demands about her being ‘his bitch’ from now on was just bluster, and tell nobody, with just her anger, shame and guilt together with the fear or perhaps even hope that he may some day return, which of course he fully intended to do.
In fact Willie was wrong about his last assumption.
Kim had already reconciled herself to the certainty her ‘Owner’ would indeed be visiting her again, even should she escape on this occasion.
For Kim knew Willie was right, how could she tell her wonderful husband about the Sex, the excitement she had felt when Kissing Willie or of the throbbing in her virgina that only grew stronger the harder her ‘owner’ had beaten her.
Admissions such as those would destroy her entire family and Kim could never allow that to happen.
. Nor though was Kim prepared to apologize for her attempted escape, No, as she had decided earlier, for the sake of her husband, her children and her own esteem Kim, as she had decided earlier, would eventually capitulate to him, but only when she was ready, not when he decided, only when this Monster who called himself her Master, her owner, had totally broken her will would she be ready to admit to herself this brute really did now own her.
With that thought uppermost Kim threw open her bedroom door and, to Willies surprise, ran as fast as her legs would carry her
Downstairs, Kim, who had not given thought a to where she would go, dressed as she was and knowing she could phone no one, could in reality, only hide from Willie. Her only realistic hope
Was probably her laundry room, out back from the kitchen so Kim, throwing open kitchen door, headed on inside until, suddenly, by her long pony tail she was hauled to a standstill.
‘Okay Bitch, you want games, we play games’ came Willies harsh voice.
‘Please, no, I’m sorry’ replied Kim, grimacing at her hair being pulled so tightly.
Willie reply though was a double open palmed slap to Kim’s face before dragging the screaming beauty around the kitchen by her hair, locking each door and pocketing the keys and finally slapping Kim’s panty encased buttocks harshly, making her cry out in anguish.
Again and again Willie, forcing Kim to bend over the kitchen table, spanked her already sore and aching buttocks whilst holding her by the hair, forcing her face into the table top whilst his bitch pleaded with him to stop his remorseless punishment.
‘Your gonna learn one and for all you who owns you now bitch’ shouted Willie above the pleading cries of the beautiful blonde housewife whilst raining his unending stream of harsh
Slaps to Kim’s buttocks.
‘Now apologize properly bitch, you tell me what you are, tell me who I am, tell me bitch!’
‘Oh, oh god, please……….please, I’m you property, your Slave bitch, you own me……Master!’ cried Kim, not only unable to take much more of her severe punishment, but aware also of the awful immoral stirrings beginning inside her again.
Willie satisfied with the bitches apparent remorse gave a last few slaps to Kim’s now red and blue buttocks whilst looking around the kitchen.
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That’s better bitch , Nice Kitchen you got here Bitch, looks like runty cock makes plenty of money for you to spend, right now though, your Master is hungry and seeing how its now well past one o’clock. his Slave Bitch is gonna make him some lunch, like a sandwich and a coffee, after which you get down on your knees like I taught you, but this time under the table and sucking my cock, you got that bitch?’ said Willie pulling ever more severely on Kim’s hair.
Fifteen minutes later and Willie sat at the large pine kitchen table enjoying his sandwich and coffee, whilst under the table, between the naked Willies legs, his slave Bitch, her Masters huge cock in her mouth, bobbed her head up and down the throbbing shaft whilst her hands, as Willie had stipulated, caressed his thighs from knees to his heavy balls.
Willie was more than pleased his bitch had run into the Kitchen for he realized its huge pine table would provide the perfect setting for the final act of sexual brutality he intended to inflict upon his bitch that day, an act he knew would just about guarantee the final capitulation of Mrs. Kim Turner, the beautiful blonde middle class housewife and mother of two, his beautiful blonde Slave Bitch.
Whilst Kim had nervously padded around her kitchen whilst preparing Willies snack, he himself had been busy searching the drawers and cupboards that made up the kitchen area and with his snack only half consumed, Willie busied himself by cutting of lengths of rope from the coil of spare washing line he had found under the kitchen sink
Kim, his ‘Bitch’ continuing her feverish homage to her ‘owners’ manhood, had of course seen the soft white corded rope her Master had deliberately left upon the table but could only speculate as to how he would put it to use when from above her, his voice came down.
‘Okay Bitch, that’s good, but its time you paid for running out on me in the bedroom.
Minutes later Willie gazed appreciatively down at his handiwork.
Kim, her back lace lingerie contrasting delightfully against her tanned skin, lay crossways from stomach upward over the long narrow Pine kitchen table. Her Toes only just touching the floor and her ankles spread widely, Kim’s legs were tied at the ankles by the soft white rope to each of the table’s legs.
Her bottom was now immobile and deliciously available, as to was Kim’s face, resting now upon the opposite edge of the table after Willie had tied her wrists in the same manner before tying off her wide spread arms to the opposite table legs.
‘Don’t go running on me now bitch’ taunted Willie, harshly slapping each of Kim’s bottom cheeks before leaving her to retrieve all the ‘toys’ and equipment left in her bedroom earlier.
.Downstairs again Willie first gagged his bitch with the ball gag retrieved from upstairs before setting up his Cameras and DVD cams around the kitchen.
Turning back to the lingerie clad figure of his Slave Bitch Kim, squirming against her bonds upon the kitchen table, Willie told her.
‘Don’t want you annoying the neighbors with your screaming bitch!’ said Willie landing a fearful open palmed spank upon one of Kim’s already sore and bruised bottom cheeks making Kim scream into her gag and rear up against her bondage in a futile effort to escape the inventible
Chapter 11
‘You ever been fucked in the Ass bitch?’ sneered Willie whilst repeating his harsh violent punishment t the helpless Mothers buttocks, whilst between each spank running his fingers down and over Kim’s panty covered cunt lips, nodding and smiling at the wetness beginning to appear upon the lacy black material.
His slave Bitch though was shaking her head violently whilst shouting denials into the ball gag.
‘Oh my God no! not there, please god not there! Cried Kim, no man had ever even touched her there or even seen that most private of areas!
Kim realized her delicate lacy panties were being cruelly ripped away from her bottom and then Willie was removing the ball gag.
‘Aw, fuck the neighbors; let them hear your screams bitch’ Willie told her.
Abruptly Kim was aware of his hands parting her shapely buttocks. Desperately she tried clenching her buttocks together to deny him, but the combination of her helpless position on the table and Willies strength resulted in the ‘owner’ easily parting Kim’s buttocks to reveal to him the glorious sight of the beautiful thirty something blondes virgin anus
‘Your gonna love this baby’ Willie told the sobbing mother who herself could feel something liquid now dripping between her buttocks as Willie leaned over her, dribbling spit directly onto that wonderful little rosebud anus.
‘You are gonna beg me to fuck your Ass bitch and love every minute of it, you are gonna beg me to come in your Ass and let you clean my dick with your mouth afterward!’
Kim Turner, beautiful thirty one year old housewife and mother of two, gripped the edge of the table she was bent over and cried out as Willie suddenly placed the throbbing purple head of his huge erection between her spread buttocks before resting it directly against her tiny Anus.
Beneath him Kim froze in terror realizing she was about to be subjected to an act of sexual perversion she had hitherto deemed to repulsive to even speak of.
Then Willie, gripping the bitch’s buttocks ever tighter and pushing himself forward by the hips, slipped the head an inch into Kim’s slightly lubricated Anus.
‘Oh my God help me………….please nooooooooooo!’ she cried, thrashing helplessly against her bonds.
‘That’s it bitch, scream all you want, maybe we should get the neighbors in to watch!’
‘Oh God………..please…don’t do this……..please, take it out……….please take it out!’
The tall tanned blonde, her large breasts squashed against the hard Pine of the kitchen table, face inches from the discarded lunch she had earlier been forced to prepare, screamed in pain and anguish as the huge erect penis pushed past her sphincter, entering her hitherto virgin anus.
‘Please…….don’t………..no more, it’s too big……….please I beg you!’ sobbed Kim only to be ‘rewarded’ by thunderous slaps upon her left and right buttocks whilst the huge penis slowly slipped deeper into her Anus.
‘Shut it, you fucking bitch, I told you you’re going to enjoy my meat up your ass Kim and that’s just what you’re getting’!
Abruptly Kim’s head was jerked back, she screamed again as the monster grabbed her long blonde locks and pulled cruelly.
‘I told you before bitch, you please me, do as I tell you and you get to pick your Kids up from school………….or maybe I should leave you tied here with a cucumber up your ass instead of my cock and them go collect them myself , bring them home so they can play with mummy’s cucumber!’
‘Oh God……………….no. please………I’m sorry………I’ll be good for you’! , sobbed the terrified and humiliated Blonde Beauty, grimacing when her hair was pulled tighter still.
‘So tell me then Bitch, tell me what you want!’
‘I…….oh God, I..I beg you to shove your beautiful cock deep inside my ass Master; I want you to shoot your hot wad of come deep into my Ass then let me clean your cock with my mouth’ sobbed Kim, reciting his earlier demands of her word for word.
‘Just Make sure you just do as I fucking well told you bitch, like I said this is between just you and me, disobey you owner and I’m gonna leave you here until that runty husband comes home then I’ll tie him alongside you and fuck both your asses in turn and put the film in the internet, maybe send it to his bosses and your family, bitch!’
Kim could hardly believe her own ears but knew full well that after all she herself had been subjected to; this monster was quite capable of carrying out this threat.
This was fantastic, decided Willie. Slipping his cock ever deeper into inside her Anus he could feel himself growing even bigger, even harder, what a fantastic Ass fuck the bitch had turned out to be, having been scarcely able to believe she was an Anal Virgin, he had taken plenty of time over this part of his planned assault, wanting to ensure his terrified sobbing victim would have his Anal destruction of her imprinted in her mind forever.
Eventually, through he mists of pain, Kim, feeling his hard balls squashing against her cunt lips, realized his throbbing penis could penetrate her no further, that she were coupled to her ‘owner’ in the most obscene manner possible, never had she even allowed her own husband to do so much as touch her there, in that place, but now a complete stranger had buried his awful penis deep inside the most secret part of her body.
Worse still though was feeling its huge girth become motionless deep inside her and knew that standing above her, her rapist was gloating over her, savoring his conquest of her, humiliating her in a manner she never previously thought possible, almost as if,… as if it was his way signifying his ‘ownership’ of her, which, Kim suddenly realized, he almost certainly did, for how on earth could she ever tell a living soul about the indignities she had suffered at his hands already, let alone the shameful and utterly degrading thought of reliving her current humiliation.
‘You must not be so impatient Kim’ he chided her after slapping her buttocks again before reaching underneath the blonde housewife to take her Breasts in his hands and squeezing them cruelly
‘We’ve got plenty of time yet, lets stay like this for a while and give you plenty of time to get used to having my cock in your Ass’ said Willie continuing to roughly squeeze both of Kim’s nipples, making her cry out in pain once again, before telling her.
‘Now bitch, start gripping my cock with your anal muscles, start fucking my cock, I want to feel you doing some work for a change!’
Almost unable to believe such additional degradations could heaped upon her, Kim crying and sobbing whilst pool of her tears grew upon the table top, squeezed her anal ring around the huge invading Penis whist pushing her buttocks back against him. Her ‘owner’, sighing with pleasure, his conquest of her complete, released Kim’s breasts from his fearsome grip.
Leaning back a little and placing his hand upon Kim’s hips, Willie pulled out of her just! A little, soon smiling in pleasure and victory when the beautiful blonde mother beneath him pushed her Ass back until his cock was again buried up to the hilt inside her Anus.
Beneath him, the disconsolate and disgusted Kim, her Anus slowly becoming accustomed to its huge invader was shortly repeating this process; each time though, her Masters’ withdrawal came quicker and Kim, with no alternative speeded up her own actions, even though horrified by the realization she was in fact now fucking his cock with her own Anus.
‘That’s good bitch, keep doing that, I want to feel you fucking my cock, you’ve got to get used to it anyhow’! Said Willie. Beneath him though, his slave bitch was shaking her head in a denial that was less and less convincing the more her Anus became accustomed to the huge invader that was Willies massive throbbing penis. For once again, unbelievably, Kim found her body responding to the merciless sexual assault the monster, her ‘owner’ was inflicting upon her. Kim knew she should be feeling nothing but disgust and revulsion at having her Anus treated this way
Each thrust into her now well lubricated Anus bought Kim’s cunt lips into contact with the table’s edge, rubbing and massaging her clit into life and with her ‘Master’s hands returning to her nipples, this time to more gently caress them into huge erect rose buds, she began to feel once again those same electric shocks she had experienced earlier when her ‘owner’ had first fucked her. This time though, those incredible sensations were superseded by onrushing pleasures such as Kim would have previously not thought possible.
Every fiber of her being once more told Kim it was oh so wrong to feel this way but her bodily responses were not to be denied, soon she found herself gripping her anal muscles even tighter around her ‘owners’ throbbing Cock.
And her ‘Owner’ was indeed exactly that, for bent over and tied tightly to the table as she was with his massive cock spearing her Anus to its very hilt he could surely be nothing but Kim’s ‘owner’, trapping her as would collector to a butterfly.
Standing above his trapped bitch, Willie had noticed the transformation. From horror and pain to sighing pleasure Kim, her nipples by now like rock hard little bullets was gripping his cock tightly with her Anal muscles..
Kim gasped as Willie, moving one hand down from her nipples to between her widely spread legs, easily pushed two fingers between his bitches cunt lips and then on into her sopping wet cunt itself
‘Jeez, you love it bitch, now I’m gonna show you how a real man fuck your Ass.’ ’ Willie told her beginning to move easily and regularly in and out of his bitches well lubricated Ass.
Naively unaware of anal orgasms, Kim, gasping and moaning, could not understand what was happening. The combination of Willies fingers deep inside her cunt and his thumb caressing her clit button together with his enormous thrusting penis totally were creating spasms of erotic pleasure deep inside her Anus.
Willie, all four fingers now thrusting in and out of his bitch’s cunt told her.
‘Tell me this is the best fuck you’ve ever had bitch, tell me!
‘Oh my God………Oh God…don’t stop….its the best fuck I’ve ever had….please don’t stop……it’s so good` cried Kim in spontaneous pleasure whilst her ‘owners’ cock continued to rhythmically work itself deep into and out of her anus until suddenly,
Uncontrollable waves of pure lust swept through her entire body and Kim’s cunt and Anus, contracting against Willies penis both suddenly flooded with her juices.
Violently Kim pushed herself back onto her ‘owners’ cock which seemed to grow ever larger within her Anus as Willie, realizing his bitch was loving every single moment of her Anal destruction thrust in and out of Kim with every greater urgency.
Minute’s later Willie hands left her cunt and nipples to clench her hips, pulling her back onto him as Kim, once again in the grip of multiple orgasms, became aware of her Master groaning in pleasure and telling her.
‘Here it comes bitch, I’m gonna fill your Ass with my seed’ said Willie, marveling again at the power he possessed, the combined power of his huge ten inch dick together with his remarkable capacity to inflict brutal domination upon women.
For the second time Willie was about to release all his pent up fantasies he had saved for this day, for his new slave bitch.
This time though, instead being in the suburban kitchen of a beautiful blonde housewife and mother, Willie saw them both upon the stage of the very special very private and very illegal ‘Domination Club’ he had so far not gained entry to, well, with this bitch on his collar and lead that would soon change.
Willie pictured his Slave Bitch, displayed bound and naked before the clubs privileged and discerning audience whilst he, her owner and Master, demonstrated his repertoire of sadistic sexual skills upon her.
Below him Kim, coming down now from her multiple orgasms felt the first strange unaccustomed splash of Willies hot seed shooting into her bowels
‘Look at her, look at the bitch, the bitch is mine’ shouted Willie, my property, Slave Bitch Kim, only I fuck her Ass, and no one fucks the bitch unless her owner gives his permission’ shouted Willie to his imaginary audience whilst shooting seemingly never-ending strands of his hot seed into Kim’s bowels.
Willie was amazed to discover that even when sated his huge cock remained throbbing and erect, plugging Kim’s anus, preventing any of seed escaping her bowels whilst he continued to force the now quietly sobbing blonde beauty back upon him.
‘The best fuck you ever had bitch and the first of many, your mine now, my property, no one fucks Willie’s New Bitch without his say so!
Still coupled to Willie in what only minutes ago she would have regarded as the most obscene manner imaginable, Willie’s Slave Bitch Kim, both mind and body broken, was utterly indifferent to his words.
Lying passive and exhausted upon her kitchen table whilst her Masters huge cock continued to jerk and spasm inside her anus, tears slipped again from her eyes onto the hard wooden surface as Kim silently acknowledged defeat, that her Master’s astonishing cock brutally and irrevocably crushed from her any last remnants of resistance and it was wonderful!
End of Part Two
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Willie’s New Bitch
Part Three
A continuing work of fiction for Adults only
By Taskmaster
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Kim Turner, beautiful blonde housewife and mother of two young children slipped back into bed, careful not to wake her sleeping husband. The sleeping tablet was slowly beginning to take effect, not before though Kim Turner’s tortured mind recalled how her ‘master’, having eventually withdrawn his still rock hard huge penis from her Anus had walked around the table before placing the wet, shiny purple head before her lips.
Kim recalled her Master had said nothing, he had no need to. For Kim had simply pulled her bound body forward as best she could until, despite the knowledge it had just been removed from her Anus, taking the huge purple head between her lips to worship the gigantic organ that had provided her with more sexual excitement in the past couple of hours than she had experienced throughout her married life.
As she had licked and sucked the enormous giver of pleasure and listened to the orders her Master was giving her, Kim, although knowing it was all so wrong, so debased, decided she must re-compartmentalize her life. Her wonderful husband and lovely children must never know of the degradations she suffered today, no matter what, even if it meant her ‘Master’ using her at will.
For the utter shame and humiliation that would surely follow exposure of today’s terrible events would be too much for them to bear, more even than her own shame at, after all of her married life making love to a passive husband , she had today been forced to admit her long suppressed desire to be sexually dominated.
Kim knew her life would never be the same again; drifting of to sleep Kim slipped a hand over her hot puffy cunt lips, hoping it would not be too long before once again she was beaten and degraded, forced to submit to her new ‘owner’ and his magnificent cock .for Kim’s experiences that day had opened the flood gates to her subconscious desires and like a drug she wanted more. And wanted it now!
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A week later Willie sat in a dimly lit City Bar, astonished at the sight few tables away from where he sat at the Bar counter, of James Turner, His bitch’s husband sitting
Laughing and joking with a fellow customer.
His demeanor was far from that of a husband whose wife had only days ago been subjected to viscous beatings and sexual assaults, far from it indeed, because James Turner was happily sharing a lunchtime drink with youth much younger than himself, normally an event of no particular importance after all the youth was probably a work colleague.
What had gained Willies rapt attention was that he could clearly see the younger mans hand, under the table delving into the trousers of James Turner, via the zipper James himself had just opened………………………………
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Willie knew he had broken his bitch.
When finally departing she had been submissive and totally obedient, no flicker of her previous spirit remained.
So although not too concerned about repercussions, Willie had though decided it prudent to keep a low profile for a couple of days, the bitch could wait and worry, but he himself was not that concerned, after all, Willie had achieved everything and more that he had set out to achieve that day and if the Police did come calling he could easily prove the bitch was his willing partner
But Willie had though followed her husband to the station for a couple of mornings and soon realized his bitch was obeying his demand that she would not tell a soul about his visit and It had been on the second morning of following James Turner the idea had come to Willie.
Sure he could control his bitch, there would be no problem there, and after all, the bitch had discovered she loved it, loved the beatings and forceful violent sex. The harder the better it seemed by multiple orgasms she produced.
And Willie, having something of a lingerie fetish was pretty certain she would be obeying his declaration she would from now wear only black or scarlet red lingerie and to wear a bra only when her husband was with her.
She was to start that very afternoon and collect her kids from school wearing only the lingerie Willie had left her with, e.g., just her black garter belt and stockings on that hot sunny day!
Recalling that as he studied James from the Van, Willie realized he could well be a big problem for him for Willie had no intention of simply visiting, beating and then fucking his bitch whilst her husband was at work.
Far from it, Willie fully intended to openly display the beautiful Slave Bitch Kim, where and whenever he desired and to do this would mean the bitch leaving her house made up like a whore, dressed to thrill and spending whole nights away from her husband and kids, a sudden change of lifestyle not easy to explain to her husband!.
James, Willie realized, was a good six inches shorter than himself and at least 50 pounds lighter, he knew that with his own propensity toward gratuitous violence he could easily subdue James Turner even if he were a martial arts man.
‘So why not make him my slave as well and enslave the fucking pair of them?’ thought Willie.
Although having no Gay tendencies the idea of stripping, beating, gagging and tying up her husband before his bitches eyes suddenly became very stimulating to Willie. Not only would it further humiliate his bitch but more importantly give him total control over both husband and wife. One thing only clouded Willies thoughts, why was his cock twitching to the idea of beating and gagging a naked man? Only if James Turner, even after suffering a beating turned out to be braver than Willie thought would there be a problem.
So Willie, having taken a couple of weeks sick leave, decided he would follow James into the city one morning if for no other reason to identify, as he had with his bitch, his movements and lifestyle, first to the plush modern offices where once inside James had been treated with some deference by the doorman and reception staff. Willie, well dressed in suit and tie for the occasion had discreetly followed James far enough to realize he held a position of some authority before it became imprudent to further follow the unsuspecting husband of his Slave Bitch.
Waiting outside the building at lunchtime Willies patience was rewarded when James, exiting the office block strolled away in a haphazard fashion seemingly without purpose until, almost before Willie noticed, hurriedly walking down the steps of the cellar Bar in a quiet backstreet.
It was there, in what Willie realized was a ‘gay bar’ he found the reason his Bitch Kim had been literally gagging to be fucked as brutally as Willie had fucked her. Her loving husband was a closet queen!
Willie could not believe his luck; everything was falling in place, right into his hands!
What he witnessed was obviously no one off lunchtime liaison for Willie, after carefully following the pair to an even quieter, dimmer recess of the gay bar spotted them indulging in a passionate mouth on mouth kissing session before James, dropping to his knees before the younger man, was soon working his lips and mouth around the youths hardened penis whilst having his hair ruffled by his partner.
Willie became aware he was not alone in watching this scenario, a Barman and another customer sitting in the darkness behind him and unaware of Willies real purpose in the Bar waved for him to join them, thinking him to be another Gay customer wishing to view the action.
Even though he had no gay inclinations Willie still found himself a little aroused by the Scenario before him for the younger mans pants were by now around his ankles, he himself sitting in a large leather swivel chair holding him by the head whilst James’s head bobbed up and down his erect yet rather smallish penis.
Eventually, unable to hold out any longer, the younger mans body suddenly stiffened and groaning he began filling James mouth with his semen. For his part James gulped, greedily swallowing every drop of the younger mans offering before cleaning the purple head with his tongue.
‘Thank you Sir’ Willie heard James say to the younger man then looked on in astonishment as he twice slapped James across the face.
‘So you should be you useless old queen, but you get no more of my juices until I get that pay rise you promised, until then forget it bitch and don’t even dream of having my cock in your Ass!’
‘Yes Sir, I shall see to it as soon as we get back to the office, I suppose I deserve to be punished for my neglect Sir’ replied James.
‘You’ll get your punishment bitch, ten strokes of the cane, but first you fix my pay rise!’
Willie had been barley able to contain his delight,
‘Just how lucky can a guy get?, first the bitch I choose turns out to be gagging for it, a raving masochist and now I find her husband is just the same, expect he’s an old queen!, well the old queen is going to get a hell of a lot more than ten strokes of the cane before I’m finish with him!’
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At the same time James beautiful blonde wife Kim was having her regular midweek lunch at her mother’s house on the other side of town from her own.
Looking at her it was not hard to see just from where Kim had got her natural beauty for her widowed mother Susan, even at 50 retained all of her own natural beauty, just as with her daughter Susan’s hair was long and blonde, her eyes blue and her figure only a little fuller than that of Kim, kept that way by regular trips to the local swimming pool.
‘What the matter darling, you seem miles away today’ Carol asked of the daughter she loved so much whilst Kim absently stirred her coffee.
‘Is everything ok at home, the kids? James?
Kim looked up to her mother, smiling wanly. Yet again her mind had drifted back to the previous week, to visions of the huge penis that now so easily controlled her emotions.
Why she had had not yet heard from him, her Master, she had complied with all his demands, even down to the lingerie she was to wear, or not to wear, as with today with only a tiny scarlet red thong below her light summer dress.
A thousand times Kim had asked herself why. Why she felt this all consuming desire to be psychically and sexually dominated. It was becoming like a drug to her, the longer she had to wait the she needed it. For the past week her cunt had been on fire, hot to the touch, her pussy lips puffy and throbbing. It was not Willie as such Kim so desired, she could barley recall his features although she remembered him being not unattractive.
No it was her Master, her owner, his physic and domination Kim so needed, His power over her, his capacity to subjugate her, his sheer wonderful brutality.
Somehow it was the most natural feeling in the world to be subjected to such awesome punishment, a wonderful all consuming price well worth paying before his enormous penis crammed and sealed her every orifice with its awesome power.
‘Of course Mother, really you worry about me to much, just thinking about the kids school holidays, James is driving them both to their summer camp on Sunday and staying overnight with his own mother, I shall miss both him and the kids of course.’
Susan wondered if this were true, was her daughter really that happy with James? Sure he had given her two adorable children but Susan’s intuition had always told her something about James was not quite right. For one thing he had never even looked at her as anything other than his mother in law; certainly she had never seen him admiring her body, not even when Susan had deliberately walked in on James wearing only her black bra and thong. Susan knew she still had tits to die for, better even than her daughters who herself she noted, appeared not to be wearing a bra. Her legs were not bad either, so why had her son in law not even given her a second glance?
No, something was not right with her daughter but could not be too bad for Susan had rarely seen such a glitter to Kim’s eyes and her whole demeanor radiated elation.
Had her daughter taken a lover? Well, if so good for her. With all the attention James gave her of late it would come as no surprise to Susan who not for the first time wondered if her son in law had homosexual tendencies.
‘Poor Baby, I’ll come round after six on Saturday before I go and visit my friend Sarah
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Having seen more than enough, Willie had not bothered to follow James home from the city. After their liaison in the Gay Club both men had parted company at the door and Willie had followed the younger man back to the office block of James.
Willie had all he needed and decided to make his way back to the suburbs, all that was now required was a plan of action for the subjugation of James Turner, Willie had no regard for blackmail and was proud that so far he had not needed to use it via the DVD film and photos as a hold over his slave bitch. Indeed it would have led only to a serious lack of respect from his bitch, better by far the respect to be gained through sheer brutality and fear.
James though may need to be reminded of his lunchtime dalliances, but only after being first subjected to Willies special sexually humiliating brand of male on male violence.
In the event Willie decided great fun could be had by keeping husband and wife as ‘separate’ slave for the time being. He needed entry the following week to the very special very exclusive domination club and easier by far would be having James agree to allow him to take his wife out for ‘a drink and chat’ without of course James being aware his Wife had already been enslaved by Willie. The finer details he could fill in later.
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Friday, late afternoon, golf afternoon, and James, his game not that bad today meant a drink in the bar, he had a long day on the Saturday, driving the kids to camp and knew Kim wouldn’t mind him being a little late.
Later, placing his clubs into the rear of his SUV James neither heard nor saw Willie behind him in the deserted car park and the thick rubber piping crashed down upon the back of his neck with crunching finality.
An hour and a sniff of smelling salts and James slowly came round to find he was lying naked on the rough floor of some outbuilding. Looking around whilst Rubbing his sore neck, wondering where his clothes were and just who had removed them, his eyes finally came to rest upon the large smiling figure of Willie lounging against the rough timber door.
James first reaction was to cover his genitals with both hands
‘What the hell is going on here’ he demanded of Willie after struggling to a standing position
‘Who are you? Where are my clothes? Why have you done this to me? You can’t keep me here like this’
‘You can leave anytime you wish Jimmy boy; your clothes are outside, all you gotta do is push me out of the way then walk through the door I’m leaning on and put them back on’ replied Willie who in fact had taken James in his SUV no further than a disused club outhouse.
Still reeling from the blow on his head and wondering why his tormentor was calling him ‘Jimmy’, the confused bewildered James tried to focus his attention on the large muscular figure in the doorway. Leaving aside all of his questions still needing an answer, James realized that even fully fit he would probably be no match for the figure in the doorway, but his Nakedness left him feeling vulnerable and embarrassed, just as Willie had known it would. How could a naked frightened man overpower someone so obviously relishing the opportunity to humiliate him?
‘Look Buddy, just step aside will you’ He rather lamely told Willie who himself simply smiled back at him shaking his head.
‘You gotta beat me first jimmy boy’
James knew what he had to do, moving faster than he had ever before he rushed at Willie, head down, hoping to butt him in the soar plexus.
But before he even got near Willie a sharp pain exploded in his head. Willies lightening fast reaction sent a crushing full fisted punch to the side of James head to leave him naked and sprawling flat out on hard stone floor. Looking up at his tormentor now standing over him, James was horrified to see Willie, standing between his outspread legs, holding a riding crop, the same crop, known to James of course, Willie had used to beat and subjugate own wife. Now Willie thought it a neat idea to use the very same crop on his bitches’ husband.
‘Hey Jimmy, not much of a dick you got there’ teased Willie flicking at James small limp penis with the crop, causing James to cover his genitals with both hands only to find Willie bring the crop down upon one of his nipples.
James, screaming in genuine pain complied fearfully when Willie told him to place his hands together behind his neck
‘You’re gonna do exactly as I tell you Jimmy boy or your little pecker here is gonna be useless in future’ said Willie once again flicking James dick with the crop.
‘Understand me?’
James, visibly trembling, nodded his head, if only he knew what this monster wanted from him but he dared not ask. It couldn’t be cash, after all the guy would be long gone by now.
And call me Sir, you got that?’
‘Yes Sir’ said James, who wasn’t going to argue with whatever the guy told him
‘You married Jimmy?’ asked Willie who then watched James fearfully nod in affirmation. ‘Yes Sir’
‘Kids?’ how many? ‘Two, look, please, let me go, I’ve gotta take them to summer camp tomorrow Sir, it’s a long overnight drive’
So suddenly life became a lot easier for Willie, tomorrow night the bitch was alone, well, that’s what she and her faggot husband may think!
‘I’ll let you go when I’m good and ready Jimmy boy, now turn over and get on your hands and knees’
‘Oh God, the guys going to fuck me’ thought James hoping Willie had a condom with him as Willie forced his hands behind his back and secured them together with the cuffs used on his wife, giving James no option but to place his chin on the floor to hold himself in his kneeling position, his Ass high and vulnerable.
Just how wrong James assumption about Willie raping him was soon became clear as Willie began whipping James’s Ass with the riding crop.
‘Listen you fucking faggot, I know all about you and the young boy in your office, now keep still or you’re getting much worse than this!’
Willie told the amazed and shocked and pained James trying to squirm away from the vicious punishment.
‘Now count each fucking stroke Jimmy boy and call me Sir each time’
For a good ten minutes Willie subjected James to the very same punishment inflicted upon his wife a couple of weeks previously. Whipping his Ass, back, thighs and legs in turn whilst happily hearing James count each stroke
‘49 Sir’
‘50 Sir and so on whilst all the time Willie kept up a tirade of verbal abuse.
‘You want me to tell your wife and kids what a faggot you are Jimmy?’
No Sir, please Sir, don’t do that, I’ll do anything you tell me but don’t do that!’
Music to willies ears of course but by now Willie was fighting emotions of his own.
Never before had he done this to another Male but Willie could now see James was obviously getting excited by this punishment, was the guy’s dick now quite visibly erect.
Willie, his own dick stirring, was fighting the temptation of having the naked James suck him off, for such was his power over his bitches husband he knew James would not hesitate to carry out Willies instruction.
Willie though, deciding he wanted James’s wife far more than him finally told James
‘You faggot Jimmy, your dicks hard, you loving it, tell me you love it Jimmy’
‘Yes Sir, oh God, I love it, please Sir, let me play with myself’
Willie, knowing he now he absolute control over his bitches husband reached down to remove the handcuffs from the trembling James then grabbed a handful of his hair, forcing James head round toward his face.
‘Okay faggot, turn over and play with yourself, before you do though, you’d better remember this, I now own you , you do anything and everything I say, without fail, your my slave faggot, one word or deed out of place and I beat the shit out of you, you got that Jimmy’. For good measure Willie, still gripping his hair, landed four fearful open palmed spanks upon each of James’s exposed buttocks to further undermine and humiliate his Bitches husband.
‘Oh god, yes sir I’m your Slave faggot’ replied James who in truth really had enjoyed being whipped so viscously before turning over onto his back then playing with his small erect penis before the DVD cam that had captured the entire episode.
‘Now kiss this fucking whip and tell me what you are Jimmy boy’
“Your Slave faggot Sir, I’m your Slave faggot, I’ll do anything you tell me!’
Eventually released after ‘Sir’ had watched him bring himself off, a painful frightened James drove home, still no wiser as to why he had been kidnapped by him, perhaps the guy just got off on inflicting pain, whatever the truth though, James knew he would keep his mouth shut and do whatever ‘Sir’ told him to.
Not only did the guy scare the shit out of him but James was terrified his lunchtime assignations would get back to Kim, and James, although no longer sexually aroused by his beautiful wife was terrified of losing his Job, his family and his position in the community, but to James although he knew it was wrong and stupid, his obsession was like a drug but his lovely wonderful wife and mother of his kids was just too naïve to understand his craving to be dominated and used by young men.
James who could no more discuss this problem with Kim any more than admit to her his long held erection inducing fantasy of Kim being stripped, beaten and then brutally anal raped by a violent man such as ‘Sir’. Was of course totally unaware ‘Sir,’ driving in the opposite direction, was already making plans to do just that, and more to his beautiful wife.
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The following day at Eight in the evening, an hour after taking the call from James telling her the kids were safely at summer camp and he himself at his mothers for the night, Kim, after seeing her mother out of the house and relaxing in a hot bath, thought again of how strange and quiet James had been since getting home late from his golf the previous evening.
Suddenly though she was astonished to see the bathroom door opened.
Standing there smiling, looking down at the naked blonde housewife stood the man who had never been out of her thoughts since he had so recently humiliated , beaten and raped her.
‘Oh my God, how did you get in here’ the shocked Kim asked of Willie.
‘Never mind how I got in here bitch; get your lazy fucking ass outer here’
Was all Willie said before gripping Kim’s wet hair before hauling her dripping naked body from the bathtub and dragging her upon her bottom across the tiled floor into her bedroom, there to throw the terrified blonde beauty sprawling across the thick white carpet.
‘Now greet your owner properly bitch, get up on your knees’
Shock panic and confusion fought for supremacy in her terrified mind as, water dripping from her body, Kim found herself obediently struggling to raise herself onto her knees and place interlocked hands upon her head.
How did Willie get in the house? How did he know she was alone?
Now you can kiss what I know you been missing since I was last here bitch, but first you gotta beg your owner for it!’
And although Kim had indeed missed her Masters massive throbbing cock, whilst almost instinctively obeying Willie by begging he allow her to kiss his beautiful cock, she dared not admit this to him wanting to at least retain a little dignity.
Even though he had studied the DVD and pics of his Slave bitch all week, Willie was still pleased to find he found Kim Turner, even with dripping wet hair and body, to be as beautiful as he had thought when he first set eyes on her
Soon Willies pants and jockeys lay in a pool upon the Carpet and Kim once again held that wondrous throbbing cock in both hands and, much to Willies pleasure, with unthinking obedience soon. Began licking and sucking on her Master’s giant organ, bobbing her head up and down with a passion and undisguised ecstasy, at last she had this wonderful giver of pleasure in her hands once more and it felt so good!.
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Willie knew that with her husband now under his control he now effectively owned both husband and wife. ‘Jeez’ thought Willie, ‘if the older look alike I’ve just seen leaving the bitches house turns out to be her Mother then I could even take her as well, I’ll get her address and check that bitch out sometime’
With both ‘Jimmy’ and her kids away, Willie, knowing his bitch was alone for the night had decided now was the best time to introduce his bitch to the ‘special club’.
Sure this was only the second time the bitch had met her new owner, but as the club met only one Saturday each month Willie decided tonight would have to be the night. She may not know it yet but tonight the beautiful and refined Mrs. Kim Turner was about to discover just how far down the road to depravity her new owner was willing to take her’ thought Willie.
It didn’t take long for Willie had been saving himself for his bitch since his first visit and five minutes later he was pumping hot spurting strands of his semen down Kim’s receptive throat, so much so that, unable to swallow it all, the overflow soon began leaking from her mouth and over her chin to fall in droplets upon her naked breasts.
Kim who been amazed to find herself also achieving orgasm by simply enjoying her Masters cock in her mouth swallowed every drop of the viscous liquid, even poking out her tongue to catch the droplets from her chin before eventually cleaning the still erect and bulbous purple head whilst staring up in awe toward her ‘owner’, forgotten was the humiliation and pain of being dragged from her bath by the hair into her bedroom, forgotten also the strange sense of disappointment at not being dressed properly to greet her Master. All that mattered was his colossal penis still throbbing in her mouth.
“Okay Bitch, enough of that’ said Willie pulling himself away from his bitches mouth and striding across to the bed. To collect a small case.
‘Back into the Bathroom Bitch, get your make on like you did last time and dress yourself with the stuff in the case, you’ve got fifteen minutes or I drag you out and beat the shit out of you!’
On her hands and knees, just as she knew she should, Kim crawled across toward the bathroom, between her teeth the small case Willie had placed there before eventually, in the semi privacy of the bathroom opening the case to discover its contents consisted, not just of a set of the sheerest sexiest Red lingerie Kim had ever seen complete with quarter cup bra and all in her size, but also a scarlet red mini dress that would certainly leave little of nothing to ones imagination as to what lay beneath plus a pair of the highest heeled black shoes she had ever worn.
‘Well’ smiled Kim. ‘My Master appears to want to enjoy his bitch all dressed up, well, why not, if I’m to be beaten and fucked again in my own bedroom at least I shall look good for him’ she giggled, not even thinking of her husband.
Fifteen minutes later Willie’s Bitch emerged on hands and knees from the bathroom looking more beautiful and devastating than she had ever thought possible. Even Willie’s heart skipped a beat after telling his bitch to stand, hands on head whilst he inspected her. Her face was made up just as he wanted her, like a high class whore with plenty of deep red lipstick.
‘Collar and Lead Bitch, fetch them’ Willie eventually told Kim after studying the vision of pure mature beauty before him dressed to thrill anyone in the short red dress with its matching lingerie and black seamed stockings that fitted the bitch perfectly.
Its hem halfway her thighs,smooth and clingy over her great ass., slightly clinched around the waist and showing off her great tits with the bitches big nipples well on display thanks to the quarter cup bra. “jeez’ thought Willie, this bitch could have been a top model and made a pile of dough, still, she may not know it yet but she’s going to still make a pile of dough……but all for him!
The whole outfit, the sizes of which Willie had ascertained before leaving the previous week, had cost him an arm and leg but he would get that back from his new slave Jimmy………and of course there was the money his bitch would earn him tonight!
Minutes later Kim stood before her ‘Owner’ collar and lead fitted and feeling sexier than ever before, the matching red ball gag she was not so happy about, it smudged her makeup, nor was she enamored with the cold steel handcuffs securing her wrists behind her back, but the wonderful throbbing between her legs and the anticipation of the beatings to come and the fucking that would follow made up for any disquiet.
So when Willie ordered his bitch downstairs Kim thought nothing of it, after all, she was dressed to entertain, but then she was being guided through the kitchen door and into the integral garage where, to Kim’s amazement, Willies little white van sat, waiting.
To no avail Kim fearfully shook her head and mumbled protests into the ball gag whilst Willie half carried, half walked his bitch, stumbling upon the ridiculously high heeled shoes, toward the waiting Van, eventually to be carried inside and place upon a special seat Willie had devised where, after being strapped in with her dress riding high around her stocking clad thighs, Willies bitch looked up at her owner with horrified eyes when her told her
‘Time you started earning me some money bitch, were going to a special club tonight where I get to beat and fuck you in front of an audience!’
Thirty minutes later Willie stopped the white Van beside a couple of guys guarding the entrance to a large drive in garage. Turning round to the terrified Blonde beauty in the rear of his Van, Willie told her.
‘You’d better behave bitch, do that and I look after you, but any disobedience and I let anyone here tonight beat and fuck you, you understand me bitch?’
Kim, holding back her tears, nodded in terrified agreement, a bit of fun at home had been one thing, but this was another horrifying matter altogether, did her Master really intend to beat and fuck her before an audience? Oh god, what if someone recognized her!’
One of the guards was leaning against the driver’s door.
‘Bitch slave Kim and owner’ stated Willie.
The guard flicked a torch over the plainly terrified bound and gagged blonde beauty but then, merely matching her face with a file in his hand, told Willie.
‘Okay, drive through that door over there then take your bitch up in the lift to the second floor, someone will meet you there,’
Then added jeez buddy, I sure wish I could have some of that bitch in the back though!
Kim, already having endured a nightmare journey bound and gagged inside the small van where she could surely, should anyone look in the window, she could be recognized at any time as she was driven toward an unknown destination, was staggered to hear this interchange, but as see looked at the guard with pleading eyes and mumbled protests, the guard told Willie.
‘Yeh, that’s one shit scared bitch you got there buddy, and she aint even inside yet!’
Willie just laughed on drove on.
Just as the guard had stated, Willie and his bitch were met by another man as the lift doors opened on the second floor after Willie, simply throwing Kim over his shoulder after getting her out of the parked Van had carried her into the adjacent lift, where, smoothing down Kim’s rumpled Dress Willie told her.
‘Just remember what I said bitch, do as you are told and keep your fucking mouth shut, got it?’ The frightened housewife, hoping her owner would also be her protector once again looked at Willie with pleading eyes but none the less also nodded her head in agreement.
Willie, good to see you again’ said a tall well dressed middle aged man with long graying hair as he stepped from the lift whilst tugging his bitch be collar in a gesture that meant Kim should follow him.
‘Good to see you too Mr. err Smith, as you can see I’ve bought my slave, Slave Bitch Kim, along as promised’ said Willie before, at Mr. Smiths bidding, leading Kim away from the lift area and following his host into a large lounge area where two other men stood, both holding a leash connected to their own ‘Slaves’ who where both kneeling upon the thick carpet. As with Kim both women, each probably in their early twenties were cuffed and gagged, if either saw Kim they showed no sing of it as both women had their heads bowed their eyes to the floor.
‘Well, a fine looking bitch she is Willie’ said Mr. ‘Smith’ eventually, whilst studying the clearly embarrassed Kim from tip to toe. ‘And certainly well turned out, may I?’
‘Mrs. Smith,’ placing a finger upon Kim’s nipple began, after Willie had said ‘of course,’ to run his fingertip around the nipple under Kim’s red satin dress.
‘But as you can see Willie, she has some competitors for the main prize tonight, so are you a good Slave for your owner Slave Bitch Kim?’
Kim, unable to believe what was happening to her wanted to shake her head in protest, wanted the gag removed so she could tell this man her ‘Master’ had all but kidnapped her to bring her here, that the whole thing was crazy, she was a loving wife and mother, not a sex object.
But, not only was Kim mindful of her Masters words, she was also becoming aroused be Mr. Smith’s expert fingering of her nipples through the dress, Kim nodded in agreement, she was a good slave.
‘Good, have you had the bitch marked as yours yet Willie’
‘No, to be honest I’ve only owned her for a couple of weeks Mr. Smith and I’ve still to sort the husband out on the matter’
This last remark was a lie of course but Willie didn’t want his bitch to know her husband was now also his slave just yet, and Willie, his confidence sky high with his subjugation not only his bitch Kim but now also her husband, thought marking her by tattoo or even branding may devalue the bitch should he decide to sell her on. Something he thought may be a good idea after she had made him a good deal of money, perhaps even as a double with Jimmy to a wealthy dominant couple, something he had heard was a well established occurrence in the S & M scene.
Then Willie thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Smith.
‘As you have been told Willie, the host for the evening gets to test the Bitches before they go on stage, I’ve already tested these two earlier Willie, now I’m ready to go again so, lets see just how obedient your bitch really is Willie, on your knees please my dear’
Already shocked by the words ‘stage’ ‘and ‘test’, being told to get on her knees hit Kim like a thunderbolt, oh God, this man was obviously expecting her to suck his cock and, although he had said nothing, her owners hand was behind her back, pushing down on her handcuffs in an obvious gesture Kim should immediately comply to Mr. Smiths demand.
For Willie this was the first of the nights ‘tests’ for his bitch.
Although this ‘Domination’ club was a lesser venue than the exclusive invitation only club that could net him big money, tonight’s venture would provide valuable experience and training for his bitch before ‘the big one where his bitch could earn Willie real money
And, if she were to prove as obedient as Willie hoped, she could well earn him a useful couple of grand in prize money plus whatever was donated in the ‘lottery’ the drawing of lots, the winner of which allowed his own impromptu stage show with the Winning owners bitch.
Kim new full well she had no choice in the matter, to disobey her owner would probably invite a very severe beating, probably a public one, the like of which she had no desire to experience and so, with some difficulty, given her hands were cuffed behind her back and the height of her heel, Kim sank to her knees before Mr. Smith, whose cock, when produced, was not that far short of matching her owners in size and Kim found herself wondering why she had allowed herself to be satisfied with her husbands much smaller cock for so many years, despite him being such a loving husband.
Perhaps it was her fear of her owner, perhaps fear of Mr. Smith, perhaps, if Kim were to admit it, the adrenalin rush from earlier, in the Van when to her astonishment she found herself growing ever more excited as the evening unfolded, the excited apprehension at the though she may been seen in her Masters Van, the anxiety of being kidnapped and transported to an unknown destination, her excitement and fear of the unknown when hearing the guard talking to her owner.
Perhaps it was a combination of all things that made Willies Bitch wrap her lips around Mrs. Smiths erect cock and give him the best blow job possible without the use of her hands as , with her tongue relentlessly wrapped around its bulbous head Kim energetically bobbed her head up and down the throbbing meaty shaft.
Certainly Mr. Smith must have though so, for despite the attentions of the other two Slaves earlier, Mr. Smith, fingers entwined in Kim’s long blonde hair was soon groaning in pleasure to her oral ministrations before, minutes later pulling his huge throbbing cock from between Kim’s lips, holding it a foot away from the surprised Kim’s mouth., telling her ‘Keep that fucking mouth wide open’
‘Okay bitch, her it comes’ groaned Mr. Smith as Kim, for the fist time in her life saw juices erupting from a cock and heading straight toward her open mouth. Willies Bitch soon felt the hot salty semen coating the inside her mouth and sliding down her throat before Mr. Smith performed his party trick of jetting strands of semen all over her face, covering Kim’s mouth, nose, eyes and cheeks with his hot viscous liquid.
‘That’s the way to treat a bitch Willie, now take her to the ladies room, get her cleaned up before she goes into the parade ring for her ‘viewing’, still, Willie, I can tell you your Bitch has won the first of tonight’s events, she gives great head, you have a very obedient and well trained bitch here Willie, my congratulations!’
Her face splattered with this stranger’s semen and apprehensive at just what humiliations she would be further subjected to in the ‘Parade Ring’, Kim could only wonder why she also felt a strange sense of pride at Mr. Smith’s final comment whilst Willie led her to the ladies room
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End of Part Three
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A Work of Pure Fiction Only
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Willies New Bitch
Part Four
A continuing Story for adults only
By Taskmaster
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The beautiful blonde housewife and mother of two stirred in her bed, coming awake after falling into an exhausted sleep hours earlier. Turning over in the bed Kim Turners arm came to rest upon the back of the sleeping figure beside her.
For a moment sleepy confusion reigned in her head, her husband James was staying at his mothers! Then Kim remembered it was her owner and Master who slept so soundly beside her, it was he who had carried her from his white van upstairs to the bedroom she had only ever before shared at night with her loving husband, it was he who stripped from her the last remnants of her clothing, her bra and tiny thong until wearing only her collar and lead together with the Red garter belt and black stockings, it was he, who after allowing her five minutes in her bathroom who had carried her to the Bed and tied his Bitches lead to the bed head before climbing in beside her.
Only momentarily had Kim’s mind rebelled to the idea of this man taking her husbands place beside her in her bed, for her new found and insatiable appetite for exciting brutal sexual fulfillment was overriding all else, especially now the children were safely away and enjoying themselves at the summer camp.
So It was a still excited Kim, her thirst for her Masters cock seemingly unquenchable despite her obvious exhaustion, who raised herself, pulling back the bedcover before leaning over to take her owners semi flaccid cock in her mouth only to be hauled back by her blonde hair before Willie landed a cruel vicious slap upon the bitches cheek making her cry out in pain.
‘You must always ask your owner for permission before you touch his cock bitch!’ Willie told the tearful slave Bitch who suddenly then found herself so easily lifted by her owner onto his growing erection.
The pain from Willies stinging slap was welcomed by Kim, she saw it as her punishment for the sin of forsaking her wonderful husband as once again she gave way to beautiful wondrous ecstasy, rising and lowering her body over her Masters massive cock, her cunt muscles clenching and releasing the throbbing penis as if with a will of their own.
Now, in the early hours of the morning Kim found herself unable to resist temptation. Hoping her Master was still asleep; the beautiful blonde slipped her hand under the bedcover and over Willies hip.
Her fingers found their target, Kim wrapped her small hand a far as it would go around her Masters flaccid cock as her mind recalled the nights momentous events…………………………………………………………………..
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Kim, after obediently cleaning Mr. Smiths jettisoned cargo from her face when Willie had released her from the handcuffs had also done the best she could with her smudged lipstick, after which her owner had fitted a ‘lone ranger’ type face mask over her eyes whilst explaining to his incredulous but still excited Slave bitch that the parade ring would give all the men in the building the opportunity to inspect the three Slaves and decide which one they would bid for in the lottery. That all three slaves on view were women of some substance such as herself, not whores and models but married women with children who in one way or another, like herself, her been subjugated into Slavery by the Masters controlling them, Masters who were not the Slaves husbands.
Kim had wondered if there would ever be an end to this bizarre yet somehow electrifying voyage of discovery her owner had taken her on since that fateful morning she had been sunbathing in her black bikini in her back yard before her Master had arrived and changed her life forever.
The Idea of the mask, her Master informed her was to give the Slave anonymity enough for the Master to continue ‘display’ his Slave in future events without fear of discovery, thus increasing her value.
Only a guest who was willing to pay at least a thousand could unmask a slave bitch if he felt he could recognize her, and then, only in private and on the understanding the Bitches identity would remain a secret. Willie explained to his bitch that of course the guest would want some payback for his outlay but would always be between him and the bitches’ owner………………………………………………………….
Loosely gripping her owners’ flaccid cock Kim recalled him further telling her she was in competition with the other two bitches, that whatever displays they put on whilst on stage would have to be bettered by her, that he was proud of his bitch and knew she would not let him down…………………………
Much to her relief, Willies Bitch Kim was still wearing the scarlet Red Mini dress when her owner led her by the lead into the large warehouse type room filled with at least fifty men of all age’s shapes and sizes. All were gathered in a large marked circle, whooping and cheering at the two Bitch slaves already being paraded around just inside the circle by their owners.
To more cheers and whoops, Kim, led around the circle by her owner, heard just about every derogatory and insulting comment she had ever heard in her life, all though combined with comments about just what they would do to the Slave should they win tonight’s lottery. Eying the other two Slaves present Kim saw that although both younger than her neither had her looks or figure. The first, in a black mini dress was decidedly thicker around the waist with much smaller tits, whilst the second Slave, wearing a see through white dress was just too skinny and with a long horsy
Face.
Strangely, Kim, perhaps her own pride coming to the fore, knew these two women represented competition and determined she would match and improve upon any acts of submission and obedience either of them could produce.
It had not been her choice to come here tonight, indeed she had been all but kidnapped and there in the parade ring, for ten minutes she had being mauled and pawed, nipples pinched, hands finding their way under her dress to stroke, pinch and abuse , but there she was and would not disappoint her owner.
As luck would have it, mini lots were drawn and Willie and his bitch were to be last on stage, they were to wait on the side of the stage for their turn.
When it came to it the displays offered by the other two Master/Slave combinations were both somewhat less than fulfilling for the audience.
Neither ‘Master’ treated their slave with anything verging on the brutal as Willie had every intention of doing. In fact neither Slave was stripped further than their lingerie, nor were they place into severe bondage as the equipment provided on stage, a bondage cross and suspended, winch held, spreader bars were ignored by both Masters in favour of having their Slaves bent over, heads and wrists placed into medieval ‘stock’s whilst standing with legs apart prior to being spanked and whipped on the buttocks and backs by assorted horse crops, light canes and other whips.
The assembled audience was certainly less than extremely enthusiastic with both displays.
Neither slave had been fully stripped, both remaining in their lingerie whilst receiving their punishment which when completed, led each Master to demand and complete a ‘head job’ whilst they were still in the ‘stock’s. Good finish, but Willie knew he would improve ob their displays.
Finally ‘Mr. Smith introduced ‘Willie and his slave Bitch’ as Master led his beautiful Slave by her lead onto the floodlight stage. To the first real whoops and cheers, Willie’s first act was to throw Kim onto the floor where she lay on her side, dress hiked up over her thighs, whilst Willie went about the task of lowering the suspended spreader bay by its winch.
More cheers followed as Willie, grabbing her by the hair, lifted his Bitch slave onto her feet and removing her handcuffs. But Kim’s freedom was short lived as Willie secured each of her wrists in turn to the leather cuffs attached to the spreader bar.
Happy that his bitch was secure, Willie then proceeded to turn the winch handle which in turn held the white rope leading to the spreader bar by a series of blocks and pulleys.
Gradually Kim found hers arms being stretched higher and higher until, grimacing and groaning with the ache and pain and to the crowds cheers, she realized her feet no longer touched the stage floor.
Then Willie had produced the large knife.
Even though Willie had primed her backstage as to his intentions, a look of sheer terror crossed Kim’s face when he stepped toward her, huge knife in hand.
Then the beautiful suspended blonde mother was twisted round and round by Willie’s hands.
Huge cheers came when Willie in turn slipped his knife under each spaghetti thin strap of the little red dress before slicing upward through the thin material.
Shock, terror, excitement and anticipation were the emotions running through her as Kim then looked down to watch, with yet more cheering, Willie’s razor sharp knife slicing open the front of that lovely little dress to reveal the Red lacy lingerie beneath, as the dress fell into a silky heap below Kim’s suspended feet.
Displayed like this to the audience, Kim was at least grateful the mask hid part of her face as she dangled before them, her lovely shapely mature body further enhanced by the Red lingerie, its quarter cup bra lifting her breasts , pushing them together and of course displaying her large rock hard nipples. Such was the genuine admiration appreciation of the audience toward her Kim could not but feel a surge of pride and excitement cursing through her
Time then for her punishment!
Willie chose black leather ‘cat o nine tails’ to begin with. Although the implement certainly looked fearsome, Kim was to find its effect was to be much less painful than that of the cane after her Master had applied the first hard stroke to her buttocks, mainly because the nine leather ‘tails’ each of about eighteen inches in length, tended to spread across Kim’s ass, unlike the single small area affected by the much stiffer and whippy cane. But to the audience, the harsh loud slapping sound given out by the leather tails was music to their ears and quickly they were urging Willie on to ever greater effort.
For his part, Willie was only too happy to oblige and was very soon creating whip mark patterns over the entire area of the bitches Ass and back.
Kim herself, although not suffering greatly, added to this scenario by bucking and shaking her suspended body whilst beseeching mercy to the audience through her eyes and her mumbled plea’s into her gag.
These soon increased in intensity when Willie, after placing the whip to Kim’s gagged lips, turned his attention to her thighs, stomach and breasts, causing the audience to cheers and whoops of ever greater magnitude when Kim screwed up her face, this time though, in real pain whenever the ‘cat’ caught her exposed hardened nipples.
Willie’s ‘piece de résistance’ was to stand before Kim ordering her to spread her legs as wide as she could.
When not complying instantly Willie applied a snap shut clothespin to his bitches left nipple.
‘Soon as you get those legs spread I take it off’ Said Willie as his attentive audience watched the suffering appear upon Kim’s face.
Immediately Kim spread her suspended legs as far as she could until, on a clock, they would appear at 4 o’clock and 8 o’clock, to cause even greater aching in her arms.
‘Keep em there Bitch, don’t you dare close your legs or you get more of them things on your nipples’ cautioned Willie before raising the ‘cat’ swishing upward to land fair square Kim’s legs to yet more cheers and whoops.
Kim’s natural instinct of course, was to close her legs and this she almost did, allowing her legs to close a little before remembering her Master’s pledge before painfully spreading them again.
To be fair the pain in her arms was far greater, the act of being ‘cunt whipped’ before this audience being more degrading than painful.
Twenty minutes after first stringing her up, Willie, to applause from the audience was lowering his bitch and re-cuffing her wrists behind her back before carrying the exhausted tearful Kim over to a leather topped bench standing a couple of feet of the ground where he placed Kim upon her knees, head down onto the bench, her raised whip marked buttocks to one side of the audience an audience cheering in approval whilst Willie lowered the tiny thong to her knees.
Before producing his massive weapon, already hard with excitement, Willie gave his bitch a short spanking, a prelude to finally giving the audience what they now cheered for, his massive weapon taking his bound bitch from the rear.
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In all probability every man in the room had a hard -on, but for one in particular it would have been throbbing like crazy.
In the parade ring so certain had been Ben Harris the beauty in the Red dress was Kim Turner, the beautiful daughter of Susan Richards, he had stepped away into the semi darkness, certain that she would otherwise recognize him also.
Now seeing the woman all but naked, Ben was even more certain this was Susan’s daughter on stage, having the shit fucked out of her by a guy most certainly not her husband James...
Ben, a rotund balding fifty five year old owner of a large hardware store in the centre of Kim’s town, with an equally chubby lackluster wife was also a committee member of the same Golf club as Susan Richards and her son in law James Turner. Although not a golfer herself, Kim’s frequent attendance at club social occasions was, unless he was very much mistaken, enough to ensure Ben’s recognition.
But Bens eyes always made a beeline for Kim’s mother Susan, still a stunner even in her fifties a woman who sure knew how to turn the other men on with her looks and figure to die for, especially in those little figure hugging dresses she so often wore, in fact Kim and herself had been mistaken for sister on more than one occasion at the golf club.
Stupidly, after drinking too much on one of these social occasions, Ben made a mess of things by making a crass pass at Susan, even down to stroking and pinching her gorgeous Ass then telling her how he could help her son in law James, whom she herself seemed much taken by, achieve his ambition to become club captain if Susan were to be a little nicer to him.
Disgusted by the feel of the fat mans sweaty hands on her buttocks, Susan had quickly sought refuge amongst the other women and although not that bothered about the incident, had in future kept well clear of Ben, even to the point of ignoring him at the club.
All of which of course had not pleased Ben one little bit.
‘That uppity bitch needs taking down a peg or two’ was his oft lament.
To Ben’s utter astonishment, the possibility of that happening was now bought a little closer, as before his eyes at the special out of town club he had joined some months ago in an effort to relieve his frustration of being a still virile middle aged man with S & M tendencies married to a fat wife whose only interest was food and then more food, Susan’s oh so goody two shoes daughter Kim was all but naked on stage and having the shit fucked out of her.
‘Hey, Charlie’, Ben summoned ‘Mr. Smith’ the evenings organizer after Willie, withdrawing from Kim’s virgina had finally ejaculated over her face and hair to be declared the evenings ‘champion’.
‘You know Charlie, I’m gonna tell you a thousand say’s I know the bitch up there on stage, but I’m willing to give the young dude fucking her another grand to unmask the bitch without her seeing me, you know what I mean Charlie?’
‘Well, you know the rule Ben, you pay a thousand to unmask a slave, but you gotta do it in private, facing each other’
Ben of course was fully aware of this rule, it was a safeguard for the slave, and after all, if her identity was revealed to others then the Man unmasking the slave would also have to explain just why he was in the club himself, perhaps to his own family.
‘Sure I know the rules Charlie,’ But so infatuated with the idea of finally getting his revenge of Kim’s Mother Susan, Ben was quite prepared to pay a price to have Charlie part company with those rules for once.
‘But I gotta another grand here telling me you could arrange for that bitches Master to have a little chat with me after a special unmasking’
Charlie, having already had his own pleasure from the Slave was always ready to reach an accommodation with other guests, for the right price. Slipping the three grand into his pocket he nodded to Ben. ‘When he’s finished fucking the bitch I’ll get him to lock her in the ‘slave room’ whilst you talk to him’. He told Ben, thinking he may yet get another head job tonight.
‘It takes all sorts I guess’ thought Willie, looking down at the fat man who had not only just asked him if he would unmask his bitch without her seeing him, but if he was interest in making some money from her.
Money was a big motivator for Willie, especially if his bitch was involved.
‘Sure, Charlie already gave me the two grand for a secret unmasking, but what else you got in mind buddy’ said Willie to the fat man who was now sweating profusely.
‘Well, if she is who I think she is then I want you to take her out to a piece of land I own tomorrow, its by the beach, not hard to find but its very private so don’t let the bitch know where your going, I’ll have to give you a gate key, then when you get there…………………………………………………….’
Willie, happy that he and his slave had been declared the ‘winners’ by a large margin listened to the fat mans requests with growing enthusiasm, the guy certainly knew just what he wanted, it was going to cost him big time but the guy seemed to have very deep pockets, well, that was okay by Willie, his bitch was about to make him plenty of dough and life couldn’t be better, Willie though wondered just what the fat man had in mind when telling Willie,
‘But there could be a lot more dough on offer tomorrow’……………………………………………………………
Willie smiled to himself, looking at the bedside clock and seeing it was only 6am he was amazed to find his bitch was yet again stroking hand fondling his cock. She really could not get enough of it, even under the threat of a beating for not asking his permission. Finding himself growing erect under her ministrations Willie decided to feign sleep this time as, like a snake, his Bitch crawled under the bedcovers to take him in her mouth.
.’ Jeez, the bitch is good’ decided Willie, feeling him self nearing another orgasm from his Bitches expert mouth whilst continuing to feign sleep, even when he began pumping his hot seed into the Bitch Kim’s willing mouth.
Later, after his naked Bitch had prepared his breakfast, Kim was surprised to hear Willie telling her that today she would be going to the beach for some serious sunbathing, she would, he told her; wear only the Black Tie side Bikini for the trip.
‘Master, may I speak’ Asked Kim, puzzled as to why they were going to the beach and what beach he intended taking her to was though more concerned about James’s imminent return.
‘Okay Bitch, go ahead’
‘Master, my husband, James, he will be arriving home this morning’
‘Yeh, well, you let me worry about that, Bitch, now go shower and get that Bikini tied around your Ass before I beat the shit out of you!’
Curiously just the threat of a beating now excited this Housewife and mother who not long ago would have been horrorstruck by Willies threats. That though was before Kim discovered her latent masochistic tendency, before she was blissfully happy to be Willies Slave Bitch. Kim thought for a moment about disobedience for that would certainly earn her another joyous beating. But curiosity as to why her Master was taking her to the beach won the day, besides, if James did, despite Masters assurance, come home early, he would not discover Kim and her Master in the house.
So obediently Kim made her way up to her shower unaware of course of her Masters control over her husband, or that Willie had told a puzzled James not to arrive home before eight that evening.
‘Hell gay boy, you never know, I might want to spill the beans to your wife!’
Recalling how great his bitch had looked in that bikini when first arriving at the door, Willie’s appreciation was even greater this time. Not only did his bitch look great in the bikini, without his prompting she had also applied her make up and done her hair and to make things just perfect she also wore a pair of White high heeled shoes.
Just as on the previous evening, Kim was unable to prevent an electric charge of excited anticipation surging through her as she lay helpless in the back of Willies white van, hands bound behind her back, her mouth stuffed with the Red Ball of the leather gag, wondering, even perhaps hoping she would be spotted there whilst Willie made his way to the coast.
An hour later Willie stood back in admiration behind Kim as his Slave Bitch commenced her sunbathing session, her beautiful bikini clad body facing the Sea and sun whilst, her feet just touching the ground , she dangled by tied wrists from the special frame set into grassy mound just above the private beach on Ben Harris’s very private property..
Slapping her bikini clad bottom, Willie told the still astounded but none the less somewhat excited blonde beauty she was to count to five hundred and then turn round too tan her back. ‘Got that Bitch’?
Her bottom stinging deliciously, Kim nodded and grunted, so far her arms and wrists were bearing up as now and again she relieved the pressure by standing tiptoe in her heels.
But as she surveyed the area of grass and sand before her, her cunt throbbing to the exciting idea someone would surely spot her at any moment, Willies Bitch wondered for just how long Master intended to keep her strung up like this before eventually he gave her the relief it seemed she now so craved for just about every time he ran his hands over her Breasts, Cunt or Ass.
As Willie walked away from Kim toward the beach house some twenty yards further back, his Bitch Slave was unaware the chubby figure of Ben Harris was viewing the scene from the outside of his beach house.
‘There you go, all wrapped, strapped and on view just like you paid for’ Said Willie quietly, now standing beside Ben.
‘Jeez, she’s the spit of her Mother buddy, and almost as beautiful, Christ I could fuck that Ass, that’s for sure’ Said Ben, leaving Willie somewhat puzzled as to how his bitches mother came into the reckoning.
‘Maybe, but the deal was you play with her some, but you can’t fuck her’ replied Willie. They of course were the club rules, Willie was quite prepared to allow his bitch to be fucked, but it would cost a damm sight more than the grand he had been given on top of the usual.
Ben then told Willie the real reason for asking him to bring Kim to his beach house that day, proceeding to tell Willie his ambition was to have Susan Richards submit to him in the same way her daughter Kim did to Willie and asking Willie just how on earth he had managed to subjugate a pillar of the community such as Kim.
So Willie, who had been assured by ‘Mr. Smith’ that Ben Harris, had been checked out, gave him a slightly embellished account of how he had ‘broken’ his bitch, leaving out some details, overstating others, after all, Kim was in fact Willies only conquest so far. But he wasn’t about to tell that to Ben.
But his narration left Willie’s expertise in very high esteem in the thoughts of Ben Harris who then handed Willie a snapshot of Susan Richards, herself also wearing a black bikini, looking, Willie had to admit, as he had after seeing the Photo of her in Kim’s house, as though she could be his bitches slightly older sister.
‘Got that one taken on the sly by one of my tradesmen doing some work in her house one day’ explained Ben.
But Willie wanted to know where he fitted in here, telling Ben he would not allow him to get Susan to submit to him by blackmail, by threatening to expose her daughter if she did not submit to him because that could endanger Willie’s hold over his own Bitch.
Ben quickly reassured Willie.
‘Oh no, but I’m thinking that you may be able to help me though, what would you say to a kind of partnership, like you deal with Susan initially, like you did with her daughter, I take care of all expenses and of course your err, fee, shall we say, after which you get to use her whenever I’m not around.’
It didn’t take Willie long to agree to the deal, not after Ben had mentioned a five figure sum for his fee. How to go about it though? Willie had been looking more and more at Ben’s Beach house,
‘Nice place you got here, does it have a large cellar?’ after Ben had nodded in confirmation, Willie went on to explain his idea , happy to watch the fat man growing more and more excited.
With the matter of Susan Richards settled, Ben had said.
‘Okay Partner, lets go play a little’
Both men then strode down to where her Susan’s daughter, Willie’s Bitch, hung from the frame just as she was, as Willie had instructed, turning her back to the Sun.
Shocked surprise at seeing the fat man alongside her Master gave way to wary recognition of the man she knew from the hardware shop and golf club. The man her Mother had told her would ‘grope you soon as look at you, beware!’
‘Okay bitch, you probably know Ben, well last night he paid the thousand needed to unmask the winning slave then have a little fun with her, well, he asked me if he could have his fun out on the beach today, so here we are!’
Horrified that this disgusting man smiling at her was an acquaintance of both her husband and her Mother, Kim mumbled protests into her gag and looked to her Master with pleading eyes. But Willie merely shrugged at her
‘Live with it Bitch, you gotta understand you’re owned property now, a guy pays good money to get to feel you up then he feels you up, you got no say in the matter’ he told Kim.
For a long moment the fat man simply stared at Willies bitch, as though unable to believe his good fortune Then, with Willie nodding in approval Ben, breathing heavily, slipped the knots either side of Kim’s bikini panties, causing the black material to slip away to reveal to the ecstatic Ben Harris, Kim’s glistening pubic mound. Red faced and mortified, Willies Bitch was soon enduring further degradation as Ben reached his arms behind her back, crushing the beautiful housewife against his chubby body, his muck sweaty body causing Kim to almost retch into her gag whilst his fingers slipped the catch of her bikini top.
Ben Harris then began his frenzied exploration of Kim’s body in earnest as his sweaty hands roved over just about every inch of her shoulders, breasts, nipples, hips, stomach, thighs, squeezing, pinching, prodding whilst all the while leering into Kim’s eyes.
Suddenly, to Kim’s utter shame and degradation and despite her anxiety over the possibility of the fat man informing her husband and mother, Kim was gasping and bucking to Ben’s fingers pushing aside her cunt lips then slipping deep into a cunt that nowadays seemed to be permanently juicing.
‘Hey buddy, your bitch is juicing up nicely here, how you feel about a Spit roast!
‘Sure thing’ replied Willie, happy for his bitch to provide the fat man’s pleasure without him fucking her, reaching up to release Kim’s wrists from the metal frame, although not untying her wrists.
‘Okay Bitch, on your knees’ she heard Willie telling her whilst Kim herself tried to understand the meaning of Ben’s request for a ‘Spit Roast’.
Obediently though , Willie’s bitch dropped awkwardly to her knees, then with her Masters bidding onto her elbows, thankful it was her Master and not the fat man stood behind her and viewing the undoubtedly erotic display her cunt and Ass were giving
That small triumph was to be short lived as Ben struggled to lower his girth until he to was in a kneeling position, right before Kim, who looked on in anguish as Ben then pulled down the fly zipper of his pants to produce his short, fat, but very erect cock from within, placing it before Kim’s mouth and then humiliatingly telling her.
‘Okay MRS. Goody two shoes TURNER, get sucking my cock and maker it good, or I take up my option of beating the shit outa you!’
At that precise moment Willie slipped the fist few inches of his enormous cock into Kim, the effect of which was to push he forward a little until her mouth touched Bens’ cock, so with her Master’s magnificent cock taking her once again, Kim opened her mouth to receive Ben’ penis and kneeling there between the two men, Kim now understood the meaning of ‘Spit Roast’
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Thrusting in and out of his Bitch, Willies gaze wandered across to the beach house. Ben would have some work done to the cellar, it would, he had assured Willie, be ready be the following weekend and Willie now wondered how his cock would feel deep inside his bitches Mother.
Kim’s appetite for Willie’s cock was insatiable enough for Kim to endure the unwashed aroma of Ben’s cock twitching away in her mouth whilst dutifully she used all her skills to bring him of as soon as she could, thankful at least that her Master had not required her to endure the ultimate act of degradation of allowing Ben Harris to fuck her.
Ben’s thoughts, as he marveled at the supreme skill Kim showed in sucking his cock, were that after Willie’s undoubted successful subjugation of her Mother, and then sharing her with Ben, Willie would then be left no option but to share Kim also, a thought that sped him ever closer to orgasm between her sweet lips as he looked forward to very soon being able to fuck the living daylights out of both Mother and daughter.
With that thought firmly in mind Ben’s cock finally erupted, gushing his hot salty sperm into Kim’s mouth and down her throat whilst Willie continued to fuck her from the rear
‘This’ Kim decided whilst dutifully swallowing every last drop. ‘Is the most foul tasting sperm ever, surely Master will never let this horrible man near me again’……………………………………………….
End of Part Four
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Willie’s New Bitch
Part Five
A Continuing Story for Adults Only by Taskmaster
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Willie, ignoring the naked bound and gagged curvaceous woman lying on her bed, pulled open various drawers and closets, throwing into a monogrammed hold all he had found in her closet, most of the things he thought the woman would need for a for a week or so away.
Lingerie, a couple of tiny cocktail dresses, stiletto heel shoes, make up, lipsticks & hair brushes all went into the bag along with her cell phone whilst Susan Richards, the beautiful mother of Kim, lay watching the casual, unhurried figure of Willie with utter stunned bewilderment………………………………….
Only minutes beforehand Susan, naked after her bath, had completed applying make up and was just about to dress when to her alarm, she saw the relaxed, smiling, burly figure of Willie standing just inside her bedroom, studying her naked body and in his hand s a small bag containing, unseen be Susan Richards, a pair of handcuffs, roll of electrical tape and some white rope.
Susan’s first terrified jumble of thoughts were to first believe the young man must be a housebreaker and then to remember she was standing there totally naked.
‘What the hell! Who the hell are you! get out of my house!’
Was Susan’s initial response whilst desperately looking around for a robe or towel?
But caught as she was in the centre of her large bedroom, neither was to hand reducing Susan to covering her Breasts and pubic area with arms and hands whilst vainly trying to outstare the smiling eyes of her intruder.
When no reply was forthcoming, Susan all too aware of her nudity screamed out.
‘Get out! Get out, get out of my house; I’m calling the police this instant!’
With that Susan turned and ran toward the bedside telephone, grabbing the robe lying there, trying in desperation to put it on whilst tapping out the emergency number on the telephone before belatedly realizing the dial tone was missing, unaware that Willie, now striding toward Susan had earlier cut the line downstairs.
Still though Willie had said nothing when reaching the panic stricken lovely 50 year old mother of his slave Bitch Kim, instead his strong hands ripped away the robe with which Susan was so frantically trying to cover herself, in the process half falling onto the bed, trapped between it and Willie.
Willie’s silence, terrifying Susan all the more, caused her to begin screaming as loud as she could, still though Willie remained silent, happy in the knowledge it was highly improbable anyone would hear Susan’s screams.
His answer was to easily flip the naked Susan onto her stomach, pull back her arms and pinion her wrists together before snapping the cold steel handcuffs over both wrists.
Releasing her, Willie looked down at the still beautiful, naked Susan squirming around the bed like an eel, hopelessly trying to shrug her wrists free of the handcuffs whilst screaming abuse and threats to her captor who then reached down again, this time to flip Susan onto her back. Suddenly her eyes widened in terror as Willie leaned over her and seconds later Susan’s screams were silenced by the wide gray electrical tape Willie pushed over her mouth and cheeks.
A length of white rope secured around the wriggling Susan’s ankles completed the bondage leaving the beautiful blonde mother of Kim Turner silent and helpless, able,
Only with growing apprehension, to watch and wonder why the burly figure of the young stranger was packing her clothing and other items into his bag.
This, Susan soon worked out, was not the work of a housebreaker, why was he stealing her clothes, shoes and other things? What was he going to do with them? What was he going to do to her? And why oh why did he not say something!
Minutes later Susan watched her captor zipping up the hold all bag then place it by the bedroom door.
Her semi relief was short lived and turned to real fear as Willie strode back across to the bed, his eyes taking in every inch of Susan’s still beautiful naked body before reaching down toward her.
‘Oh god, please let it be quick’ pleaded Susan, fearing the worst, only though to be taken completely by surprise when lifted by Willie’s strong arms and thrown over his shoulder in a fireman’s lift.
Such was the shock of this development; Susan remained utterly passive whilst Willie carried the naked woman out of her bedroom, along the landing and down the stairs before laying his captive upon a soft rug just by the front door to the house, where she lay in trembling fearful anxiety whilst Willie returned upstairs to collect and return with the Hold all bag.
Leaving the captive woman to squirm around on the rug, Willie, after checking for certain no one was around in the quiet rural area, walked out of Susan Richards’s house and took the few paces to where his white Van was parked in front of the doorway, there to sling the hold all bag onto the passenger seat before opening the rear tailgate.
Once again Susan found herself over Willies shoulder as he then carried the naked mature beauty the short distance outside before lowering her into the back of his van, on her back and onto another soft rug before connecting the handcuffs to a short length of chain, ensuring the terrified naked woman only a very limited amount of mobility.
Her immediate fear of imminent rape receding, Susan’s thoughts turned to the only other possibly, that she were for some crazy reason being abducted by this silent stranger.
Why? Why? Why? Why me? Where is he taking me? What will happen when I get there?
All questions Susan could neither ask nor expect a reply to as Willie returned to the Van after, satisfied his naked captive was secure in the Van, he had returned to the house, tidying Susan’s rumpled bed and ensuring all had been left neat and tidy in the house whilst marveling at the stupidly of his bitches Mother for leaving a kitchen window unsecured whilst she took her bath, thus enabling Willie to easily enter the house without having to resort to the brutal tactics he had used on Susan’s daughter Kim when first entering her own house.
Finally she realized the Van was moving, Susan had never known such terrified apprehension.
How was it possible that someone could just walk right into her own home and without a word abduct her like this, uncaring of her nakedness?
Frantically Susan tried to think of any reason she should be treated this way, there were none, had she upset anyone? Of course not, certainly not enough to deserve depraved and ruthless treatment such as this.
As the Van made its way along, Susan’s sense of trepidation only increased.
To be bound gagged and Abducted was in itself more than her mind could cope with, but to be totally naked and vulnerable as she was only made things 100 times worse in her mind, for it meant this was certainly no prank or stupid practical joke being played on her.
Her Captors silence added immeasurably to Susan’s horror and sense of vulnerability. Words, even if only harsh words can offer a sense of comfort but for Susan Richards there was neither……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..
An hour and a half later the naked beautiful mature body of Susan Richards, the electrical tape gag now replaced by the Bondage Ball Gag he used on Susan’s daughter Kim, hung suspended from one on the newly installed beams in the cellar of Ben Harris’s summer house by the beach.
From her position Susan, the terror in her eyes undiminished could only gaze around in abject horror whilst studying the various implements of bondage equipment dotted around each of the three sides of the room Susan was able to see. A Cage made of black steel bars complete with tiny entrance door, A Bondage Cross, Horizontal Steel bars, rows and rows of Assorted whips, canes, paddles, Cuffs, gags and all manner of ‘Toys’ hung from hooks.
The centre of the cellar was now dominated by a large upholstered leather form of Bed complete with metal frames at each end holding all manner of cuffs……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
After the hour long journey had ended outside the beach house, the still silent Willie first slipped a blindfold over Susan’s eyes before carrying the naked beauty, mumbling protests into the gag and kicking her legs as best she could, over his shoulder into the house, then down to the cellar.
Without a single word of explanation or comfort Willie fitted one of the terrified Susan’s wrists into a leather cuff attached to a rope and hook he lowered from a ceiling beam, before removing the steel handcuffs.
Blindfolded, gagged and with her ankles tied together Susan could offer no resistance before the miniscule moment of possible rebellion was extinguished as Willie then secured a second leather wrist cuff before raising the hook via a rope pulley, stretching Susan’s arms much as he had done to her daughter a week ago in the Bondage Club until his bitches Mother, arms stretched to the limit, was reduced to standing on tip toe.
‘Like mother like daughter’ thought Willie, smiling at his little joke whilst removing the blindfold , then Willie’s was broader still when standing back to admire the naked mature beauty and Susan’s horrified facial expression as she witnessed for the first time the dungeon like cellar created by Ben Harris just for the mother of Willies slave bitch Kim.
And as Susan began to violently shake her head and scream unheard protests into the leather ball gag between her lips, Ben Harris sat in an upstairs study viewing every moment of the action through a video link, his cock already hard and throbbing as he for the first time witnessed the naked, terrified yet statuesque mature suspended beauty that was Susan Richards, the woman who Ben decided, had so humiliated and insulted him before his peers at the golf club that she must be made to pay for her disrespect.
‘Well, the bitch is going to pay all right, by this time next week the she will have been trained to understand her real place in life is to crawl to me on her hands and knees and beg me to fuck her ‘decided Ben., casually stroking his rock hard dick through his pants as he watched Willie causally striding across to the rack of assorted whips and canes hanging on the wall directly opposite the naked and fearful Susan Richards.
If Susan had thought things could not get much worse she was very much mistaken as, with eyes widening in terror she watched her silent abductor select what she would soon learn to recognize as a ‘cat o nine tails’ from the wall rack opposite her then turn toward her, staring at her Naked body with the totally relaxed and unconcerned expression of one who knows he was in utter and complete control of the situation, the lion standing over its defeated pray deciding just which part of the body it would begin to feast upon first.
Willie was in fact comparing Mother and Daughter. Both were beauties that was for sure, although the Mother was just that bit heavier in those parts that mattered but Willie, who had been amazed and impressed at the work Ben Harris had carried out on the cellar, thought the comparison would be easier still if both Bitches, mother and daughter, were hung there before him, certainly it would happen sooner or later, after his bitch’s mother had been trained to accept her new position in life……………………………………………………………………………………………………..
Willie’s Slave Bitch Kim, herself at that moment tending flowers in the back yard was of course completely unaware of her Mother’s current predicament, her husband James the previous evening having told Kim her Mother had rung whilst she was out shopping.
James had told Kim her Mother Susan would be away visiting an old friend for a week or so, the friend had rung out of the blue inviting Susan to join her on her boat for a while and that, the weather being as good as it was, Susan had decided to take up her friends surprise offer.
She was leaving straight away and would Kim and James please keep an eye on the house whilst she was away.
A complete fabrication bought about by James finding himself once again at the mercy of his nemesis Willie after being bundled into the rear of the Van whilst returning home one evening, the to once again sample Willie’s brutality once again.
Eventually Willie, who had over the past days monitored the movements of his Bitches Mother much the same as he had Kim, had told the terrified James exactly the story he was to regale to Kim, James could only wonder at the purpose of all this, but, as long as he and his wife were so seemingly safe from this thug, his concern for his mother in law was only fleeting, for since the episode in the house when it seemed to James she was deliberately flaunting herself toward him their had been no love lost between Mother in law and Son in law.
Kim, Although a little surprised that her Mother had not found the time to speak to her herself and knowing her Mother was a keen sailor, had none the less accepted his story without question, telling James she would check her Mothers house the following afternoon
Nobody then was going to wonder about the sudden disappearance of Susan Richards. Certainly not her neighbors who would see her daughter Kim in and out of the house and unwittingly ready to inform them her Mother was away on a sailing voyage!
That had been the purpose of Willie packing some of Susan’s things in the hold all, for Kim, when checking her Mother’s house would easily spot the absence of most of her Mothers make up and perfumes and perhaps even check her dresses.
Certainly with the house left locked and tidy Kim would spot nothing amiss…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
So Willie’s confidence as he stood before the trembling Susan Richards admiring her naked mature beauty was absolute whilst Susan Richards watched in horrified fascination as Willie ,With one hand holding the cat o nine tails, pressed a button upon a little gadget he now held in his other hand..
Suddenly, via a remote control Ben had installed, the winch holding Susan’s arms via the rope and pulley began slowly turning until the horror-struck beauty’s body was slowly but surely lifted from the floor until her scrabbling feet could no longer touch the ground, leaving the beautiful naked Susan Richards swaying slightly a good 10 inches off the floor, her vertical arms either side of her pain filled but lovely face as she grunted and groaned into the ball gag, her eyes seemingly pleading for Willie to end her nightmare and let her down.
But Willie had not even yet begun. Under the lustful watchful eyes of Ben Harris in his study, Willie then laid three strokes of the ‘cat’ upon his captive. The first was upon Susan’s thighs. The second upon her stomach, the third just below her huge Breasts.
Although none of the strokes were particularly vicious, Susan’s petrified expression and violent shaking of her head told Willie Susan Richards was experiencing her first whipping.
That was when Willie spoke for the first time.
‘Spread your Legs Bitch’ he told the swaying beauty, eying her thick thatch patch of pubic hair she so carefully trimmed in a triangular fashion.
Through the mist of pain Susan realized that by opening her legs she would be exposing everything to this monster and so shook her head in rejection.
That for Willie was the wrong answer and without further ado he applied three further strokes of the cat, much harder this time all and of them over Susan’s breasts and nipples, leaving her tender rosebuds in fiery agony and for red welts to appear on her breasts, causing tears of pain to appear in her eyes.
‘Do it Bitch!’ demanded Willie.
Susan realized at that moment this monster was without hesitation or concern, quite ready and more than capable of inflicting serious pain and harm upon her body.
So began the first phase of Susan Richards eventual submission as the mature naked beauty, swaying from the rope parted her legs in capitulation.
‘Keep them there Bitch’ was all Willie said. Obeying her abductor, Susan then looked on as Willie dropped the ‘Cat’ and pulled from the back of his pants an eighteen inch long, three inch wide leather strap.
The horrified Susan realized immediately what the monster was about to do with it and shook her head violently although, much to Willie’s approval just managing to keep her legs spread whilst Willie, standing very close, in one swift movement bought the leather strap up between Susan’s legs to inflict upon her body, its first ever cunt whipping.
The effect was instantaneous, never ever in her life had Susan known such pain, her head and whole body shook more violently then ever, her eyes pleaded with Willie to stop, her screams audible even through the ball gag as she pressed her thighs hard together to prevent further punishment.
‘Spread em Bitch!’ shouted Willie
Susan though with pleading eyes shook her head like a naughty child.
But Willie simply smiled at his victim.
This was his scene, he was happy to inflict as much pain upon his Bitches Mother as required and enjoy every single moment of it all until she realized he controlled her and that her pain would cease only though her obedience toward him.
But this fact Susan Richards would have to work out for herself!
Time then for a harsh lesson as Willie landed the cruel strap directly upon Susan’s already pained right nipple causing fresh waves of agony to appear on his victims face.
‘Work it out for yourself Bitch, We’ve got all the time in the world, and you’re gonna learn sooner or later bitch, sooner or later!’
Through her tears and pain Susan wondered how long he could possible keep her strung up as she was, the unconcerned look on his face though was enough to tell her it would be for as long as he wanted, his words, such cruel words, what did they mean?
Somehow, through her pain filled muddled brain, Susan realized then that the blow to her nipple had been far more severe than the one inflicted upon her cunt lips, that refusing his demands would lead to far harsher pain and punishment than acceptance.
But acceptance would mean submission and that would be so difficult for Susan after a lifetime of arrogant superiority as far as Males were concerned.
But the pain in her breasts was more than Susan was prepared to endure, so fully aware another stinging blow would soon follow, the beautiful naked beauty once again parted her legs in defeat.
But To Susan’s surprise, the expected stinging blow to her mound did not arrive. Instead Willie took hold of her right ankle, his strong hand pulling her right leg upward and outward until all of Susan’s thighs and pubic mound were exposed to him.
Then for the next ten minutes began a long slow whipping with the strap that took in every part of each of Susan’s inner thighs as Willie, despite the efforts of Susan to resist him, pulled her leg up down and around like a rag doll until every inch of her inner and outer thighs were covered in red tram lines leaving the sobbing aching Susan to beg for mercy into the ball gag , all of which was witnessed with relish by Ben Harris stroking his cock in his study
Finally Willie stood back to admire his handiwork, yet still he wasn’t finished,
Placing one hand on her ball gag. Willie asked Susan
‘You want me to take this off bitch?’
With pleading eyes and vigorously nodding head Susan confirmed that indeed was the case.
‘Okay, but first you gotta earn it so Turn round Bitch, show me your Ass, and make sure you keep those legs spread!’
Such was her pain and degradation Susan had long since ceased to function as her normal self, even to the point of wondering when her arms would be wrenched from the sockets. She was, she know understood, in the hands of a sadist who controlled her not as a human being but merely as an object of no importance save for giving him his pleasure.
So Susan, now fully aware that defiance led to extra pain, struggled to swing her aching suspended naked body around for Willie by swinging her legs and swaying as fast as she could until gaining enough momentum to swing her body around before, fast running out of breath and energy, she eventually managed to face the wall behind her and then parted her legs once again as he had required.
Willie, looking at the still curvy bottom of his Bitches Mother, recalled just how easy it had been to break the will of his Slave Bitch Kim.
In truth she had unknowingly been waiting for a monster such as Willie to come along and do just that.
Now Willie wondered if it really could be a case of like mother like daughter for Susan Richards had certainly quickly learned obedience had its rewards.
Willie wondered if the bitch was wet, certainly her eyes had been glazed over whilst he was whipping her inner thighs, so, without preamble he reached out to cup her vulva. As soon as he did so, Susan jerked in her bondage and closed her legs in an attempt to deny him. But Willie hand was there, and god, her cunt was wet and radiating heat, Willie could even feel the throbbing.
‘Get those legs spread again bitch!’ Growled Willie.
Obediently Susan did so whilst simultaneously Willie slipped two fingers between her cunt lips. The Bitch was soaking!
Susan groaned inwardly, how could her body have betrayed her like this, surely a woman of her age should not be feeling horny after being subjected to such appalling indignities.
But Susan, pained and aching as she was, could not deny the touch of Willies cool hand on her fiery cunt lips had hit her like a blot of lightening.
Deciding a little play time was in order Willie reaching around placed one hand over her mound whilst inserting two fingers inside Susan again.
With his other hand Willie then began whipping Susan’s ass cheeks, ensuring that each stroke upon her buttocks drove her further onto fingers that clenched and unclenched inside her cunt like a fist, driving the mature beauty ever nearer a huge unwanted orgasm. More and more blows from the leather strap crashed upon Susan’s buttocks to produce tram lines of red weal’s matching those upon her thighs.
Each blow sent Susan Richards bucking forward, leaving her unable to do no more that push her hot wet cunt further and further onto Willie’s fingers.
This whilst all the while Willies face was next to Susan’s!
‘You are enjoying this, aren’t you bitch, you love it rough! Willie demanded of the naked beauty.
Unfortunately for Susan, even as she began to shake her head in anguish, appalled by his words, her body was betraying her and rushing toward a huge unwanted yet inevitable orgasm whilst Willie’s fingers began pumping the soaking inside of her cunt for all he was worth. Shortly the 50 years old beauty was shaking and gasping to climax as long streams of her creamy juices were emitted from her hot and throbbing love box, over the triumphant Willie’s fingers, palm and wrist………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Fifteen minutes later and with her arms only given a very brief rest bite, the desolate, naked mature and disheveled but none the less still beautiful Susan Richards was sat upon the leather covered seat of a wooden office type swivel chair, Willie, having first tied a long length of white rope around her waist, had then passed the long residue under and between her ass cheeks before then dissecting Susan’s cunt lips with the rough white cord.
Each of Susan’s ankles had been spread wide, pulled back and tied to the back of the chair, making it all but impossible for Susan to close her legs and gain even the token amount dignity she craved in humiliating awareness that her inner thighs were liberally coated with her congealed love juices.
Satisfied with Susan’s seated position, Willie then tugged the cord upward, causing the mature beauty to try and jump from the chair as the coarse rope pulled deep into her exposed slit, only to be thwarted by the ropes securing her ankles.
Once again satisfied with this, Willie eased the rope and pushed the still handcuffed Susan back into her seated position before raising the rope vertically and passing the end through a pulley hanging directly over Susan’s head.
Finally Willie pulled the white rope down, again vertically whilst pulling Susan’s cuffed hands up just above her breasts before tying the rope to her handcuffs.
If Susan wondered why her abductor had created such intricate bondage upon her she was soon to find out as Willie produced a box on ‘snap on’ clothes pegs.
Susan could only look down in helpless apprehension as Willie, opening the first peg and moving it over her right breast, hovered over the nipple for a few agonizing moments before releasing the pressure of his fingers on the peg’s clamp, thus allowing the Peg to clasp itself into Susan’s nipple.
The excruciating Pain, never before experienced , hitting Susan, made her gasp into the ball gag and shake her head in denial before instinct took over to make her pull down on the rope holding her hands in an attempt to remove the clothes peg.
But, just as Willie had intended, the effect of Susan pulling down on the white rope was to pull it through the pulley above her head thus pulling the coarse white cord ever deeper between Susan’s soft cunt lips causing her to gasp in a pain far worse that that which afflicted her nipples.
Even then and because of Willie’s clever bondage, whichever way she tried Susan found her fingers were just unable to reach the peg clasped to her nipple and she succeeded only in pulling the rough rope ever deeper into her cunt cleft until it eventually rubbed its coarseness against her Anus causing Susan to finally admit defeat and look on helplessly whilst Willie decorated her left nipple with a second peg.
‘Okay Bitch, I’m gonna decorate those big tits with these, when I’m done I’m gonna remove the gag ,but one word from you before I give you permission and I whip each one of these beauties off your tits in turn, you got that bitch!?’
Susan, by now absolutely terrified of Willie and knowing more pain was to come did, none the less, welcome the thought of the awful ball gag being removed and thus allowing her to stretch her aching Jaw muscles and to be able to breathe more easily. So Susan nodded her head vigorously in agreement to Willies demand, thinking her abductor must surely eventually explain to her the reason behind her abduction and of his cruel treatment toward her.
Five minutes later and Willie leaned back to survey his handiwork.
Each of Susan’s large but still firm breasts were now adorned with twenty of the evil pegs, each one of them biting into the tender flesh of Susan’s Breasts.
Each Nipple held two pegs, the other eighteen were arranged in two exact circles around each breast one small circle with six pegs, the other larger circle holding the remaining twelve.
Susan herself, despite the pain, also looked down at her Breasts in horrified fascination, watching as first her nipples, and then her breasts changed colors.
Her nipples from the normal dark red to first a very dark red before taking on a reddish/blue hue as the blood drained from them whilst her Breasts changed from milky white to deep red where the pegs gripped them.
Never in her life had Susan Richards even read of such things, let alone experienced them.
Now though, as Willie propped a large stand up mirror before her, she saw for the first time the effect of Willie’s handiwork upon her.
By now the pain in her nipples and breasts had subsided to a dull aching and Susan
Studied herself, her ball gagged mouth, her upraised bound wrists, her naked body, her breasts encased by the clothes pegs.
Susan was unable to prevent the unbelievable thought that she had never before looked and felt so desirable. For incredibly, somehow her bondage actually seemed to enhance her mature sexuality
Susan shook her head in denial, that was stupid!, how could she think such things when she was so helpless in the hands of this maniac, but the throbbing between her legs betrayed that denial and for the first time Susan’s eyes wondered across to the bulge between Willies legs as she found herself wondering, wondering just what this maniac had in store for her……….after………after?
So lost in these thoughts was sooner she had not realized Willie was now behind her and removing the awful ball gag.
Then it was gone and for the first time in how long Susan could move her jaws, lick her parched lips, breath easily whilst keeping her promise to remain silent in the hope her abductor would soon allow her that privilege.
But he also remained silent; in fact he was nowhere to be seen
Then, after five nerve-racking minutes, another voice, not that of her abductor was speaking in a voice faintly familiar to Susan.
‘Oh, dear me! what have we here?
The voice was saying, moving closer, then the figure was standing before her and Susan Richards looked up in recognition as the voice continued.
‘Susan! Susan Richards...well, it looks to me as though you are in a spot of bother my dear!’
Susan looked up, astonished to see the figure of Ben Harris looking down at her naked and bound body.
At that moment and despite her nakedness, and their past differences, Susan had never been so pleased to see the portly figure of Ben Harris looking down at her.
‘Ben…Ben Harris!……..oh God Ben it really is you!
………….please………..please help me, please, you must get me out of here Ben!’ cried Susan Richards, trying in vain to pull her hands down far enough to cover tortured Breasts and Nipples that seemed to be, Susan realized, the sole focus of Ben Harris’s attention at that moment.
End of Part Five
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Willies New Bitch
Part Six
A Continuing Work of Fiction for Adults
By Taskmaster
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Ben Harris gazed eagerly down at the bound and naked Mature 50 year old beauty and mother of Willies Slave Bitch Susan Richards.
From her pleading eyes, to her tortured Breasts and nipples then on down to her still flat stomach, shapely yet sticky looking thighs and legs Ben’s eyes roamed before coming to rest upon the object of any red blooded man’s desires, Susan’s triangular downy thatch covered cunt lips, dissected and opened by the rough white rope Willie had run between them.
‘Ben……..please Ben………please get these dreadful things off ….of me and get me out of here’
But Ben, ignoring the mature captive beauties’ pleas continued to stare in excited fascination at the bondage work Willie had performed upon the holier than thou Bitch, Susan Richards, the beautiful woman he had waited so long to get even with.
This was Ben had to admit, way beyond even his wildest expectation.
Even when his Men, sworn to secrecy with big bonuses, built this Room for him, Ben had his doubts as to whether Willie would actually go ahead and abduct this Susan Richards bitch. Or whether he himself, when it came to it would have the guts to stand here as he did now and look down upon Susan Richards as his own Bitch, albeit a Bitch needing to be trained and broken as Willie had often reminded him, but, none the less, his very own bitch.
Now he had answered his own question and it was too late to back out now, even should he want, and backing out was the last thing on Ben’s mind right then.
‘Ben, please Ben, I’m begging you, snap out of it and get me out of here!’
This time Susan was shouting and although her shouting did manage to gain Ben’s attention as he was now looking into Susan’s eyes, Susan did not like one little bit what she saw there for instead of concern in Ben’s eyes; Susan saw only lust and triumph.
Ben?.........please Ben…………oh God no……………please Ben, don’t tell me, please no!.
The words came in a whisper from Susan, it suddenly dawned upon her that, Ben Harris, now smiling at her with arms folded across his chest as a victor looking down upon the vanquished was not going to be her rescuer at all.
‘Welcome to your Slave dungeon Susan, well, here you stay until my young friend and I are satisfied you understand your new place in life will be to on your knees and by my side whenever and wherever I decide, From this moment you are now my Bitch, my Slave!’
Susan’s mind reeled in astonishment at what Ben was telling her. Slave Dungeon? His Bitch?, His Slave?
Susan’s well ordered life of a few hours ago, already turned upside down by her abduction and subsequent beatings was now in tatters and Susan could fight back only in the manner she had always adopted, that of brow beating an adversary Despite her bound and helpless position, Susan really believed she could, as she always had done, control and belittle someone with insults and verbal bullying.
‘Good God……what on earth are you talking about you horrible nauseating man……..your Mad, you’re crazy if you think you can keep me here and treat me like this you repulsive creature!, I don’t know where the hell you have taken me to, but I’ll have you locked up and the key thrown away if you don’t this minute untie me and let me out of this disgusting place, then we shall see just what the police and all your golfing friends think of your perverted ideas!
Every single word though served only to worsen Susan’s position; she was simply digging herself deeper into trouble.
‘Ah yes Susan, ‘a repulsive creature’ one of your more favored quotations, And If I remember rightly, one that you have used before to describe me with your friends at the gold club!’
Susan suddenly shivered in fear and recollection; she had all but forgotten t how she had described Ben Harris, never her favorite person, and his lecherous advances to her friends.
Now that unpleasant incident came back to Susan very clearly and to make things worse this ‘repulsive creature’s hand was now pulling upward on the vertical part of rough white rope bisecting her cunt lips and telling her.
‘You want me to untie you Susan, sure, I’ll untie you, but first you have to remove those pegs from your tits or my friend Willie here is going to give us a demonstration on how to whip them off!’ said Ben and Willie, who had been standing well away from them, now appeared again, leather strap in hand, beside him.
‘Just to show the bitch how its done Ben’ said Willie who without warning sent the leather crop flying across and onto Susan’s right breast where, to his satisfaction, it landed both upon both one of the plastic pegs and Susan’s Breast, causing the peg to fly of her Breast and across the cellar floor and for Susan Richards to scream loudly as the cruel leather bit into her tender skin.
‘Like Ben said Bitch, to want untying you take em all off your tits first’ said Willie to Susan, pained and sobbing openly, knowing there were still thirty other pegs on her nipples and breasts and that the monster she now knew as Willie wouldn’t hesitate to remove every last one of them in the same excruciating manner.
But the knowledge that Willie intended to remain side by side with Ben Harris served only to heighten Susan’s terrible predicament for, after realizing her brow-beating tactics had been unsuccessful, Susan had intended sweet talking Ben Harris into releasing her with apologies for her attitude toward him and assurances she would be prepared to partner him to some meals out and functions, until of course she were able to report the maniac to the police and make both of them him pay dearly for their treatment of her.
But with Willie still there Susan realized those hopes were dashed and save for total capitulation, only one other similar avenue seemed still open to her.
‘Ben, please Ben,’ Began Susan, tears now flooding from her eyes.
‘Please just stop and think about this for a moment before things go to far, you can’t just kidnap me and expect to get away with it, people will miss me, enquires will be made leading back to you, my family could be contacting the police right this minute, look Ben, let me go know and we can talk about things, maybe even be friends afterward’
What worried Susan though was that both Men continued to smile down at her even as she completed her appeal to Ben
‘Well Susan,’ answered Ben stifling a laugh, you really shouldn’t worry about your family or anyone else missing you for at least a couple of weeks, that’s all been taken care of, you’ll find out just how in time, first though you got ten seconds to start taking those pegs of your tits before Willie does it for you!’
Susan’s heart sank; it was becoming more and more obvious this was no spur of the moment exploit, that her abduction had been very carefully organized by these frightful men.
Two weeks?, Susan had thought they had perhaps intended to keep her here overnight but now new she was at the mercy of two lunatics, one of whom she had already discovered, was more than willing to inflict upon her any amount of pain and enjoy doing so. An awful lot of damage and pain could be inflicted upon her in two weeks. Susan thought the only way to prevent that would be at least to try and be cooperative as far as she could, until the opportunity to escape the monsters presented itself.
So with her eyes on that terrible leather crop, Susan had no option but to at least try and remove the pegs from her Breasts, for a moment she thought about it, then,
with her hands, tied as they were and held by the rope just about face level, Susan managed to curl her arms just enough to allow her hands to revolve 180 degrees until her fingers now pointed downward.
Agonizingly Susan’s fingers were still a good few inches from the dozen or so pegs decorating the upper part of both breasts, which meant her having to pull downward, this in turn then pulled the rough rope further between her anus and cunt lips, leaving Susan, gasping and grimacing in pain whilst her abductors smiled down at her, just able, with thumb and index finger, to begin removing the pegs from the top of both her breasts
Both smiling men stared down at Susan.
‘Well, the bitch has made a good start Willie; I thought you said it would be more difficult though’ Said Ben.
‘Sure, but those are real big tits Ben, lets see how she does with others first, and oh yeh, you don’t remove the ones one your nipples Bitch, we’ll save those for later’
Susan, her expression pained, her eyes tearful, knew better than to disobey Willie, knowing just what he was capable of, and so, with a huge effort of will power, her arms aching and her body straining and lifting itself from the seat a few inches, as far as her bondage would allow, the naked mature beauty painfully eased her fingers ever further downward, the rope digging deeper between her cunt lips, but gradually, one by one removing the biting plastic pegs from both her Breasts whilst sobbing openly in pain and humiliation before, after fifteen pain racked minutes, Susan slumped back down upon the leather covered chair
All that remained were the fours pegs upon Susan’s nipples and the dark red marks upon her Breasts where each peg had bitten into her tender skin. As for her nipples, all feeling in them had long since gone. Both were now very flat a blue/dark Red in color from where the blood had drained from them.
Through tearful exhaustion Susan looked up toward her tormentors in expectation they would now release her from the terrible oh so humiliating bondage, knowing was exposing just about everything she had to these perverts.
‘Please………please untie me now’ she sobbed
But Ben had another shock in store for the anguished Susan, remembering what Willie had said about bitches having to ask first, Ben further tormented Susan, telling her.
‘Sure Susan, I’ll untie you, but first though, one more thing, you gotta ask me nicely if you can suck my dick, when you’ve done that I untie you and take the pegs off your nipples!’
Already believing this must be a terrible nightmare from which she must surely soon awaken; Bens demand hit Susan like a sledgehammer.
If all the wicked treatment she had suffered was not bad enough, now this fat smelly monster was demanding she actually ask HIM if she could suck his dick.
Such was her anger and disgust Susan could not but help rage at Ben in her uncontrollable fury.
You Fat Bastard!’ screamed Susan, You hulking Great Pig!, do you really believe in your Tiny mind I would ever, EVER touch you, let alone…………let alone………LET ME GO THIS INSTAND YOU PERVERT!.
If Susan had expected Ben’s reaction to equal her own rage she was mistaken for Ben simply continued to smile down his captive whilst taking the opportunity to hold one of her huge Breasts in the palm of his hand, almost as if he were judging the weight of a large melon.
‘Well now Susan’ Said Ben eventually, squeezing slightly on her Breast.
‘That’s not at all the attitude we are looking for here, seems to me we have a lot of work ahead of us and that means a lot of pain for you Bitch’
Susan, feeling Ben now squeezing harder on her Breast, was suddenly more terrified than ever as Ben’s calm unhurried words shook her rigid.
‘Willie has already told you your gonna learn sooner or later and frankly Bitch, both of us hope you take as long as you want to before you learn to be a good slave for me, your Master, cause that means we can beat the shit out of you and enjoy watching you suffer!’
Susan’s earlier bravado fast evaporated with the realization of just how stupid her outburst had been
Any lingering hopes of these monsters taking pity on her were now just a distant memory.
Ben Harris would not, Susan realized, allow her to get away with such insults when he had her bound, vulnerable and naked before him and knew she would make no insults for some time when Willie forced the awful black leather ball gag between her lips once more.
‘But I don’t want to hear any more of your insults bitch’ Ben informed her looking at his watch; it was getting late, it having been almost dark when Willie arrived with his prize.
‘I think the bitch should be given the rest of the night to think things over Willie, besides, I want to show you another little toy I have, one which may well help this Bitch see things differently in the morning!’
One hour later, the two men having departed to upstairs to eat, drink and study her through the Video Screen, Susan, still sat in the ‘editors chair’, her expression a combination of trepidation, expectation and desire, was heading inescapably toward the second of untold numbers of orgasms she would experience that night, brought about by the huge twelve inch lubricated mechanical penis pumping in and out of Susan’s sopping wet cunt.
Susan’s aching arms had indeed been released and the rope through her cunt and ass removed. Only though for Susan to sit there helplessly, her ankles still tied, whilst her arms were tied again by Willie, this time to the semi circular wooden arms of the wooden Editors chair.
To Willie’s delight Ben had rigged up underneath the chair, a strange ‘scissor jack’ like device, to the top part of this was welded a tube containing the motorized Rubber phallus buried deep inside Susan’s virgina.
Just as you would a jack Ben turned a large wing nut to raise and raise the rubber dick until it eased it’s way through a specially cut, precisely located hole in the seat of the chair, taking Susan totally by surprise when the phallus suddenly wormed its way between her already wet cunt lips and on into her Virgina.
Gasping into the ball gag, the shocked and humiliated mature beauty unsuccessfully attempted to lift her self from the huge twelve inch rubber monster Ben had so cruelly and suddenly inserted into that most secret place.
Susan gasped and shook at head at the smiling Ben; this thing inside her was too big for her, she tried to tell him and her eyes pleaded with him to remove it.
But for Susan more was to come as Ben plugged the device into an electrical socket. Suddenly the phallus came alive inside her, rotating and buzzing in alternate directions, ultimately and inevitably causing Susan’s body, despite her anger and humiliation to respond, her breathing to quicken and for low moaning noises to come from between her gagged lips.
‘Looks as though the Bitch is enjoying herself Ben,’ said Willie, heaping further humiliation upon the gasping, bound naked beauty.
‘Let me show you another trick I tried on my own bitch’
Even as Susan’s mind registered the words ‘my own bitch’, Willie was removing from her Breasts, all four remaining pegs, those on Susan’s nipples, then began gently massaging the almost blackened numb teats
For a few seconds Susan, unable to look away from Willie’s massaging fingers felt nothing, and then the blood began rushing back into her nipples.
The pain was instant and incredible, nothing; not even the whipping Willie had given her could compare with pain experienced by Susan from her newly blood engorged throbbing nipples.
And then, incredibly, as Willie flicked those nipples, now expanded to twice their normal size, with his index fingers, the terrible pain was replaced by the most wonderful erotic sensation running from her nipples, through her breasts, down her entire body to combine with the huge climax already building deep inside her cunt, throwing Susan over the edge, her entire body shaking in sexual fervor as she experienced the most complete orgasm Susan had ever known……………
Sated, exhausted, the rotating and buzzing phallus inside her still and silent, Susan finally come down from her orgasm to find both men leering and smiling at her to complete her humiliation.
By for Susan her nights ‘work’ had only just begun, her anguished face showing every emotion, fear, disgust, horror, loathing as she heard Ben telling her.
‘Okay Bitch’ said Ben, that thing inside you is on a time switch, it fucks you for twenty minutes, then you get to rest for twenty minutes………..all fucking night.!
Come the morning, maybe, just maybe. We let you have a rest, shower maybe, even some food and drink, but not before you apologize to your Master and beg to suck his dick, then drink every last drop of his juices, otherwise you stay there bitch, hooked up to that dildo for as long as its takes.!’…………………………………
Six hours later both Men, fed and rested, returned to the Dungeon in time to watch the exhausted Susan close her eyes and experience yet another orgasm, she may have been worn out but the machine inside her was far from done. Susan’s tear stained face was a mask of confusing emotions, weary and cramped she may have been but her body was still responding to the huge self lubricating phallus filling and stimulating her cunt as never before.
All through the long night, minutes after an orgasm and just as the mature naked beauty felt merciful sleep overtaking her, the time clock on the electrical socket would click and the throbbing, buzzing, rotating rubber dildo would once again begin its work and Susan would awaken to its unasked for yet inevitable pleasures.
Although nauseated and sickened by the casual way these perverts were abusing her body, Susan had at first been thankful she had not again suffered again at the hands of Willie, painfully suspended and subjected his brutal painful beatings.
But after a couple of hours of repeated gratuitous orgasms, terrified and alone in the cellar, under a single spotlight, Susan was cursing her stupid bravado of earlier. Why oh why had she been so, so offensive toward Ben, even if it was all true, surely she could have placated him and saved herself this cruel torment.
After fours hours and four more orgasms Susan, ever more cursing her stupidity
And thinking a least another whipping would not have lasted as long as this slow sexual torture, knew she would not hesitate to apologize to Ben should he now appear before her, but as for sucking him off…..oh god no! Susan felt she were on the verge of passing out each time she orgasmed, for Gods sake, she was fifty years old, not a young girl, there was surely only so much of this she could take!.
But two more hours and four orgasm had now passed, the wonderful restful sleep Susan so desired and always so cruelly denied by the monster inside her, left her body exhausted and aching, her mind, reeling from so many orgasms now told her she must submit to whatever demands were made of her, for only her submission and compliance, whatever the cost, would see her released from this nightmare, she must apologize to Ben for her, her defiance, promise him she would at least try to be more obedient.
Thoughts which Susan would only a few hours ago deem both disgusting and fictitious
But that was before, before her well ordered enjoyable existence had been taken from her, for now at least, Susan Richards was a mentally and physically subjugated wreck an exhausted plaything for these two ruthless Men, in short Susan’s resistance was now broken.
‘You got something you want to tell me bitch’ Said Ben, his small cold pitiless eyes telling Susan nothing had changed since she last saw these men.
So Susan, gagged as she was did the only thing she could do and nodded her head.
‘Well, that’s good Susan, that real good, I’m pleased you seeing sense at last, but let me tell you Bitch, you get only one shot at telling your Master what he’s waiting to hear, fuck it up and that rubber dick stays inside you for another few hours yet!’
Said Ben, thinking the bitch had to learn from the start how to talk to her new Master, just as Willie had told him she must.
Susan, her gag now being removed by Willie and mercifully working her aching jaws, tried to rehearse what she must tell Ben, but her mind was a empty void, all Susan could think was she must remember to call him Master and not Ben
‘Okay Susan, lets hear what you have to say to your Master, and keep your eyes on mine while you do bitch!
If Ben was to be surprised by Susan’s words, she herself would later be astonished to recall just what she told him.
‘I’m…….I’m so sorry Master……….I……..I have, have been so disrespectful toward… you……….please…………..please forgive me………please Master……..Ben……please let me make it up to you by sucking your cock……please Master………!.........please Ben!’
Both Ben and Willie were taken aback by the seeming sincerity of Susan Richards, an earnestness made all the more convincing by the way Susan’s pleading eyes had held Bens throughout, making Willie judge that even if the Richards bitch was part playacting in the hope of avoiding further punishment, there was part of her that meant every single word!.
Willie knew those words would soon be put to the test, for if Susan thought she was about to give Ben a quick blow job whilst she sat there and then get rest she was very much mistaken!.
Thirty minutes later, the much chastened, trembling Susan was led by a black leather collar and dog leash, on all fours across the cellar floor to where the fat naked figure of Ben Harris awaited the arrival of his bitch sitting on the ‘Editors Chair’ that had held recently held the beautiful fifty year old Susan Richards captive for so many hours.
Surprised to find Willie releasing her from the chair Susan had collapsed into his strong arms when trying to stand after so many hours of confinement and Willie had had then carried the naked beauty into the small room Ben had set outside for Bath and toilet facilities.
The presence of Willie watching her toilet and then bath was a small price to pay for what Susan, without irony, now regarded as such luxury and even Willie telling Susan she would from now onward wear her own makeup, black stockings, high heels and garter belt together with her Slave collar and lead failed to dent her hard won fifteen minute soak in the gloriously hot bubble bath.
Even being led like a dog on all fours from the bathroom by her new collar and lead was a small price to pay for such luxuries.
It was only when the crawling Susan, her huge breasts almost scraping the floor whilst her naked bottom swayed deliciously, set eyes on the flabby oversized naked body of Ben Harris; stroking his stubby penis, hard and throbbing in anticipation, did Susan’s feelings of disgust and repulsion surface once again, Leaving her to wonder if she could after all bring herself to suck Ben’s stubby cock and then drink his cum juices.
But Susan’s dread of the punishment and retribution Willie had forecast should she fail to complete the task Ben demanded of her and the recollection of her recent horrific treatment at their hands, overshadowed all else.
Although tired and aching, at least she felt clean for the first time since enjoying her bath just before Willie had so cruelly and efficiently abducted her, and Susan now accepted that unless she managed a miraculous escape, they would keep her here, as they had told her, ‘for as long as took for her to understand she was now Ben Harris’s Slave Bitch!’
As crazy and implausible Susan considered those words to be, she knew escape was all but impossible and both Ben and Willie especially were cruel sadists, happy to continue beating their captive into forced submission.
As she had realized earlier, for Susan the only way of avoiding the worst of their cruelty remained her compliance.
So the beautiful mature Susan Richards put aside her feelings of revulsion toward Ben Harris, the fat pervert she must for the time being accept as her Master, and with Willie prompting her by tapping her bottom with a horse crop she crawled the last yards until kneeling before her nemesis Ben Harris, mentally preparing to perform a task that at any other time or place she would deem too repugnant to even contemplate, even though, in the past in her own bedroom, performing oral sex had given Susan Richards almost as much pleasure as receiving it…………………………………
‘mmmmmmm’ that’s so good Bitch, you suck cock real well, hey Willie, you gotta have some of this bitch’s mouth around your dick, you remember the other week when we shared your own bitch, well its time we shared mine, then we can compare both bitches Willie’ Ben, laughing at this cruel announcement could hardly wait for the moment his own new bitch discovered her very own daughter had been performing the exact same task upon him only a week or so ago.
Certainly Susan, after overcoming her initial uncertainty, was good, maybe better even than her daughter Kim even after Ben had made Susan kneel in front of his dick, her hands behind her neck and beg him again to let her suck his cock and then making her keep her hands on her head and lick his admittedly sweaty balls for a good couple of minutes, before still with hands on head Susan had had to lower her mouth over his throbbing dick and then pushback his foreskin with her lips.
Even though almost gagging in revulsion and humiliation at Bens’ words, Susan had started by working her mouth and tongue feverishly upon his smelly throbbing erection in the hope of bringing him to a fast orgasm.
But Ben, cruelly gripping folds of her long luxurious hair had soon told Susan to slow down, telling her she had all the time in the world in which to get used to sucking his cock, she would soon learn to love sucking his cock, Ben had told Susan.
A full fifteen minutes later, her jaws stiff and aching from the effects of the ball gag and her efforts Susan had still not succeeded in making Ben cum.
In fact Ben had no intention of doing so, he had other things in mind so each time Susan’s slurping tongue, her sucking lips and warm mouth bought the first pre cum from the groaning Ben’s penis, he pulled her head back from his cock, each time humiliating her further by telling Susan not to be so greedy and to swallow what little cum she already had in her mouth!’
Abruptly Susan’s hair had been yanked up once again, but this time Ben raised himself up off of the editors chair and Susan soon found herself facing the younger muscular body of Willie, his own enormous dick on semi rigid in expectation of pleasure to come as Willie pulled the confused yet compliant Susan down toward him by her shoulders to taste his very different, much larger, much cleaner tasting cock.
In fact Susan, putting her confusion aside, soon warmed to her new undertaking, it had been a very long time since she performed this most enjoyable of tasks upon such a fine specimen as Willie’s huge cock, so much so that after a few minutes of enjoyable tasting, licking and sucking as she knelt on all fours, her bobbing mouth completely filled by Willie’s now huge erect penis, Susan was unaware of Ben quietly positioning himself upon his own knees directly behind her, his hard cock only inches from Susan’s now throbbing Virgina.
Then Susan felt Ben’s hands upon her hips and even before her mind registered the meaning of this, Ben abruptly thrust his way inside her warm very wet cavern until his ball smacked against Susan’s body, there to stop and savor, his strong hands gripping her hips.
From only minute ago having to live with the nauseous idea of having his cock in her mouth, is dawned upon the naked Mature beauty Susan Richards that Ben Harris’ smelly dirty penis was now deep inside her most sacrosanct of areas.!
Feeling Ben’s throbbing hideous presence inside her Susan desperately tried to scream to shout, to curse, to break free, to run and run.
But, with Willie’s strong hands keeping her face buried over his cock and Ben’s hands gripping her thighs, his cock buried to the hilt in her cunt, Susan was trapped between these monsters, speared like a hog on a spit roast.
For two long horrendous minutes this tableau remained static, then to the utter horror and disgusted revulsion of the beautiful fifty year old naked Susan Richards, Ben Harris unhurriedly and extravagantly began fucking his very own new Slave Bitch, pumping Susan with a beaming smile as his hard throbbing cock discovered every part of her wet cavern
This was incredible his fantasy comes to life, he Ben Harris was actually fucking the ass of the beautiful stand offish, high handed bitch Susan Richards, and it was fantastic!
Even up to the last moment Ben had real concerns over Susan’s kidnap for if anything had gone wrong and his part in the abduction been discovered he could well have been ruined.
But Ben had reckoned without Willie’s determination to ensure their plans were all but foolproof.
Willie assured Ben that after the Richards bitch had spent a week in the dungeon she would be more than ready to serve as Ben’s Slave Bitch.
A week of Torture, Pain and unending Sexual fulfillment together with the mental process of showing Susan photographic and Video evidence of every aspect of her degradation and training, the giving of Susan subliminal messages that these images would appear in publications and upon her friends doormats would result in a broken and submissive Susan Richards.
Ben Harris’s Slave Bitch Susan would serve her Master, reluctantly at first perhaps but serve him she would, thought Ben whilst he unhurriedly rammed his dick in and out of her wonderfully tight but moist love hole thinking, ‘this bitch was made for my cock’ For years Ben Harris had been reduced to ‘buying’ his Sex, well, maybe he was buying Susan Harris. He reasoned, ‘but so what? I’ll only be paying the once!’
Later, after her ‘Master’ and Willie had returned upstairs, Susan, having been forced to crawl inside through a tiny floor level ‘gate’ stood naked aside from her heels black stockings and garter belt inside the 3 feet by two feet, six feet high black steel cage set in one corner of the ‘dungeon.
The sobbing exhausted middle aged beauty could see nothing and nobody, for all was dark aside from the spotlight cast directly upon her.
Sleep would be impossible standing as Susan was, hands cuffed to steel bars that represent the ‘ceiling’ of the cage, likewise her spread ankles were tied to the side bars.
But for Susan, whatever her position, sleep would have been a long time coming as in her mind she relived every vile moment of her rape by Ben Harris, how he and his cruel young friend had subjected her to the most intimate of degradations. And rape it indeed been, for Susan knew she would surely have never ever agreed to such disgusting humiliations herself, would she? And even now she could feel the disgusting juices Ben had shot into her Virgina tricking down her thighs.
Had they not tricked her into believing that by giving the disgusting Ben Harris his ‘head job’ she would then be allowed to rest and eat?
Even though Susan herself had produced a frenzy of multi orgasms whilst both men simultaneously jettisoned their cum juices in her mouth and Virgina, that even when they had done with her, lying passively between the two men her excitement mounted again whilst they stroked and fondled every inch of her body, her Breasts, nipples, stomach, thighs, legs and of course her sopping cum filled cunt, .all of course captured on the myriad of DVD cams doted around the cellar.
So Susan Richards stood hungry, tearful and exhausted in her Cage waiting for the return of Ben Harris, knowing if she were to survive this ordeal she must rest, bathe and eat, she would be allowed these privileges, but only, as Willie had told her, when Ben returned, Susan dropped to her knees before him, kissed his penis through Ben’s pants before thanking her Master for fucking her so expertly!.....................................................................................................................................
End of Part Six
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