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FOREWORD

Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer
of normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of
circumstances, these desires cease to be repressed and are eventually
acted out.

Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing
necessity to comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox
modes of behavior. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a
wide range of tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not
exist, the pressure to conform would become too much for some people
to bear and the consequences would be devastating.

Lena Tillerman - the heroine of BEATEN PRISONER WIFE-is an unwilling
victim of a suburban subculture. Caught up in a covert world she never
dreamed existed, Lena struggles to free herself until she comes to
understand the ultimate value of her new experience.

-The Publisher




Beaten
Prisoner
Wife

by Nathan Silvers

CHAPTER ONE

The judge stared down at the trembling girl. "You have been found
guilty," he said. "Have you got anything to say?"

Lena burst into tears. Her straight, shoulder length blonde hair
swayed as she held her hands to her face and sobbed in terror.

"P-please," she gasped, "I didn't do anything. It was my husband, he
embezzled the money."

It was true, it was true, Lena would have pledged her life to that.
She almost fell to the wooden floor of the courthouse as she
remembered how cruelly she had been deceived. Jack had swept her off
her feet, playing up to her innocence. She didn't know he had read of
her inheritance in the local newspaper and, seeing his chance, moved
in on her.

Beautiful though she was, Lena had lived a very sheltered life. When
both her parents were killed in a car crash, leaving her with all the
money, it had all been a terrible shock. When the handsome stranger
from out of town had called two days later, claiming to be an
insurance agent, Lena had put herself in his hands. He began taking
her out and three months later they were married.

But, a month later, he was gone and so was her inheritance. He had
taken her fortune from the bank and somehow her signature was on the
documents. She felt utterly betrayed.

"I didn't do it," she sobbed. "Please let me go."

The judge laughed. "That's what they all say," he said, looking down
at the policeman who leaned against the podium. "I reckon she's a
candidate for the special unit, don't you, Jerry?"

"Yeah," said the policeman.

"Five years," said the judge.

Lena opened her mouth and screamed as they clamped the cuffs back on
her wrists and carried her out of the courthouse and down to the black
wagon. They threw her inside and one policeman got in behind her and
the other climbed into the driver's seat.

Lena struggled onto the hard metal seat, tears running down her face
as the wagon roared out of the courtyard. There were no windows and it
was very hot. Sweat joined her tears as Lena stared at the burly
Jerry. His look reminded her of the way Jack had stared at her the one
night he had forced himself on her helpless body.

The wagon picked up speed and they left the town behind. The heat made
the sweat run between the twin peaks of Lena's tits and over her flat
stomach, down into the crack of her pussy and over her thighs.

"Sheeeit," said Jerry slowly, "if you ain't the prettiest little piece
of ass I've run out to the unit in a long time."

Lena didn't speak. A terrible fear was rising in her throat.

"Yeahhhh," said Jerry, spreading his legs and running his hand over
the bulge in his pants. "Get up."

Lena struggled to her feet and tried to stand in the swaying, rolling
wagon. Jerry reached up and slid the connecting panel to the driver's
compartment open.
"Hey, Sonny," he said, "get a load of this in your rearview mirror."

Lena heard Sonny laugh and the wagon almost ran off the road as he
studied her.

"Me first," said Jerry.

"Sure," said Sonny. "I'll stop in the Leyland Estate anyway."

Jerry laughed and flipped the panel shut. "Come here," he said.

Lena walked over to him, almost falling with each step because her
hands were bound and she couldn't keep her balance. She trembled as he
looked her up and down and then reached up and, in one movement,
ripped open the neck of her blouse, right to the waist. As the buttons
flew all over the back of the wagon, Lena screamed and fell backwards.
But Jerry heaved her upright again and one of his huge hands went to
the clasp at the front of her bra.

Lena didn't have time to scream again before her tits bounced out and
Jerry ran his terrible hands all over them.

"Oh please," she wept.

But he pulled her mouth down to his and tried to kiss her. Lena almost
gagged as his hot breath rose to her delicate nose. She turned her
face, trying to avoid him.

Jerry laughed. With one hand he held her upright by the torn front of
her blouse. Then he raised his other hand and Lena stared in horror as
he slapped her hard across the face. She gave a yelp of terror as her
head flew to one side and then to the other as he backhanded her.

"You sure gotta lot to learn, slut," he snarled. "Now kiss me, and
make it good."

Frightened out of her wits, Lena leaned down and let him ram his mouth
into hers. His hands still roved over the white flesh of her tits and
she gave a moan of fear as he took each of her nipples in his fingers
and twisted them.

Slowly at first, and then with increasing speed, he rolled the
delicate buds between his thumbs and forefingers, increasing the
pressure all the time.

He let the weeping girl pull her mouth away from him, but only so that
he could gloat more fully over her tears and red cheek where the
vicious slap had landed. His hands tightened around her nipples and he
twisted until Lena could feel the pain rolling out over her tits and
into her chest.

"Please don't," she gasped, her mind unable to understand what was
happening to her.

Jerry just laughed and stood up, still holding her tits. When he was
up and facing her, he reached for the ripped front of her blouse again
and his other hand went down and pressed between her legs.

All Lena could do was whimper as the thin fabric of her summer skirt
was pushed between her thighs and his terrible fingers reached up and
forced it into the crack of her pussy.

"Open your legs," he snapped.

Only hoping that the terrible ordeal would soon be over, Lena slid her
legs apart and tried to cover her tits with her cuffed hands. Then she
felt him lifting the hem of her dress and touching the transparent
material of her panties, she knew he was going to rape her. It was
just like Jack had done on their wedding night. His fingers forced the
panties into her cunt and he chuckled nastily.

"Sheeit," he said. "Ripe little whore, eh? Wet as hell." He pulled her
panties aside and rammed one of his fingers into her cunt.

As he laughed and finger-fucked her, Lena wanted to scream that it was
only sweat that was making her wet. She didn't get like that. She felt
his awful fingers ramming into the innermost recesses of her body and
she thought she was going to throw up all over him. Jerry put another
finger into her pussy and laughed as the girl moaned and struggled.

Then he flung her backwards. Lena screamed as she tripped and sprawled
on the metal floor of the van. Her head slammed onto the floor and
stars swept across her eyes as she groaned.

As her vision cleared, she found Jerry standing over her. His hands
opened the front of his pants and he pulled out his cock. Lena groaned
in terror as she saw Jerry play with his eight inches of rock-hard
cockmeat. He smiled down at her and laughed.

"Take your panties off." he said. "Nice and slow, I like to look."

Lena couldn't disobey. The pain from her slapped face and hurt nipples
were more than enough warning of what he would do if she refused. She
slid her bound hands down to her panties and tried to pull them down.
It was difficult, but slowly her triangle of blonde pussyhair came
into view and Jerry chuckled, running his hand up and down his stiff
cock. Bending her legs, Lena managed to slide her panties right down
and off one of her feet. She then fell back, sick and exhausted, the
tiny white briefs clinging around her right ankle.

"Now open your legs and pull them up," said Jerry.

With her mind reeling and her breath choking at each horrible threat,
Lena pulled her legs up and spread them as she had been told to do.
She held herself there and stared up at him, silently begging him to
let her alone.

Jerry grinned down at the helpless girl at his feet, her tits in plain
view, her cunt spread and open to him.

"Would you like me to jack off over you?", he asked with a grin,
rubbing his cock slowly.

Lena didn't know what to say. She wasn't sure what he meant, but she
was sure it was bound to be something terrible. She looked up at him,
her hair spread out on the dirty painted floor, her body bouncing
slightly with each movement of the van.

"Fuckin' hell," said Jerry, "you're no fuckin' fun."

He knelt between her legs and the tip of his cock rubbed against the
damp flesh of Lena's clit.

"Now," he said quietly, "would you like me to jack off over your tits,
or shall I fuck the shit out of you?"

Lena couldn't speak. The terror in her trembling body clenched her
muscles and made her twitch.

Then he suddenly rammed his cock into the delicate opening of her
cunt. Lena jumped and screamed as the pain ran up her spine. Then she
knew there was nothing she could do, and she collapsed and almost
passed out as he leaned down and forced himself further into her
pussy.

Jerry just laughed again as Lena moaned and tried to get away. Her
bound hands were forced over her head as he leaned down on her. His
mouth went to her right nipple and he sucked it between his teeth
holding it there. His huge cock forced her pussy walls open farther
than they had ever been before.

"Keep your legs up," he snapped.

Terrified out of her mind, Lena pulled her knees up again and moaned
as he rammed his body down on her. His cock sank in to the entrance of
her uterus, sending fresh pain up into her body.

With one hand holding hers above her head, and his mouth on her nipple
while he fucked her helpless body Jerry laughed again and pulled his
mouth away from her tit.

"Beg me to fuck you," he said.

Lena groaned and her head rolled on the floor as she tried to say
words she had never even dreamed of saying in her life before.

Jerry rammed his cock into her harder, bashing her ass on the metal.

"Beg me to fuck you," he said and his mouth went back to her nipple.

Lena groaned and tried to escape. Suddenly his teeth closed around her
delicate flesh and he bit, hard.

Lena screamed and her body twisted under his. But there wasn't
anything she could do. His teeth bit harder on her nipple and her
screams echoed round the tinny interior of the van. He scissored his
lower jaw and the pain got worse until Lena feared he was tearing her
nipple right off.

He took his mouth away. "Beg me to fuck you," he said, forcing his
throbbing cockmeat harder into her cunt, his mouth closing on her
left tit.

Lena sobbed and screamed as his teeth rolled her nipple and increased
the pressure until she was helpless in the agony.

"Please fuck me," she whispered.

The teeth just bit harder.

Lena screamed, the agony from her tits rolling down her body to meet
the pain from her fucked cunt.

"Please fuck me!" she moaned, her blonde head throbbing now with the
pain of the thump on the floor.

Lena didn't think the pain could get any worse, but it did. His teeth
clamped down until her nipple almost exploded with agony. He was
grunting with the effort as his cock thrust its way up into her cunt.

"Please fuck me!" she screamed, the pain subsiding as he played with
her tits now, licking and sucking where his cruel teeth had been.

But that didn't help the pain in her cunt. It got even worse as his
cock seemed to grow with each ramming pass into her body. Her body was
forced harder and harder against the floor.

Helpless to prevent anything, Lena closed her eyes and prayed it would
soon be over. She felt the heavy weight of his body on hers, lifting
up to drop across her spread thighs as his prick fucked her faster and
faster.

"Ohhh shit," he groaned. "Oh shit, what a piece of ass you're gonna
be. Oh yeahhh, fuck me baby, I'm gonna shoot all that cum in your hot
little cunt! Beg me for it baby, come on beg me for it!"

His body twitched and rammed into her and Lena didn't know what he
meant. It was just like the last seconds of Jack's rape, as he had
moaned and all that terrible goo had shot out. She knew she hadn't got
the words right, but Jerry didn't any longer seem to care. He even let
go of her bound hands as he lifted himself up so he could get a better
angle for his fuck.

"Aaagghhhh!" he shouted and his cock swelled and the cum burst out of
it, high in Lena's cunt.

He held himself above her as he shot, wads and wads of the hot fluid
pouring out, splashing against Lena's cunt walls. He squeezed down on
her pussy as he rammed into her until the gush of his cum became a
trickle. Then he fell across her body, gasping and moaning with
satisfaction.

Lena could feel some of the goo spreading over her thighs and she was
revolted by it. As soon as she could get to a bathroom, she would wash
it off, but she had no idea when that would be. She felt his body
rising again and she looked at him as he grinned down at her in vile
lust.

"Well, now," he said. "It's time you were nice to Sonny. He likes
little girls too."

CHAPTER TWO

Lena moaned in renewed terror, knowing it wasn't going to stop. She
felt the van bumping over the rough road as she lay helpless on the
floor. Sonny drove it for a long way and then, suddenly it stopped and
Lena choked with the fear.

She heard Sonny get down from the driver's seat and walk slowly round
to the back doors. They swung open close to her head and she saw Sonny
standing there, grinning down at her. His eyes roved over her exposed
body and she tried to cover her tits with her hands, but he slapped
her hard and she sobbed and gave up.

"Get out," he said.

Jerry reached out and hauled her brutally to her feet and threw her
out. She fell down the steps and sprawled on the grass of a small
clearing in a forest. Through her tears she looked around but it was
obvious they were miles from anywhere.

"Stand up, fuckmeat," said Sonny.

Lena tried her best but her legs wouldn't do it. She fell again and
begged for mercy as both men heaved her upright. She managed to stand
and face them. In her ripped blouse and stained skirt, she stared at
the ground, trying to pretend she wasn't there.

"Shit, that's nice," said Sonny. "Fucked the shit outa her, did ya?"

"Yeah," said Jerry, "and I'm already gettin' it up again." He reached
in and pulled the side of her torn blouse away so that her tits were
in plain view.

"Tough," said Sonny. "I get her now. Come here, bitch, let's see how
you give head."

Lena didn't have an idea of what he meant. She sneaked a look at him
and saw he was indicating that she was to come to him. Slowly, and
with the new fear rising in her throat and gagging her, she walked
until she was inches from his terrible, masculine body.
"Kneel, shit," said Sonny.

Lena moaned with the fear and felt as if she was going to pass out.
She almost fell to the soft grass and only just kept herself from
collapsing completely. As she knelt there, she realized she was level
with his crotch and the bulge there was big.

"Open my pants," said Sonny. Lena raised her trembling hands and tried
to pull the zip down. As with her panties, her hands wouldn't act
properly an she struggled as the tiny metal handle kept slipping out
of her fingers.

"Come on, shitface," said Sonny and he pulled her head back by her
hair and slapped her face again.

Lena screamed at the pain and managed to pull the zip down almost as
far as it would go.

"Now take my cock out," said Sonny, enjoying every second of the
terrible humiliation.

Lena did as she was told, her mind wandering to escape the horrible
realization that these two men, who were supposed to uphold the law,
were going to rape her and violate every principle she had been
taught. Her hand almost recoiled in horror as it touched the hard rod
of Sonny's cock. His prick throbbed and heaved and she could imagine
what it would be like if he rammed it into her poor raped pussy.

Slowly she managed to pull his cock out of his fly and hold it right
in front of her face. It was another massive weapon, even bigger, it
seemed, than Jerry's prick had been. The round tip was swollen with
blood and, at the little slit at the very tip, there was a drop of
fluid that trembled with each twitch of the hard cockmeat. From there,
the hard shaft ran down, the veins on it standing out, to a set of
huge balls in their soft sac. Around its base was a mass of curly hair
that smelled masculine, a smell Lena hated.

"Now kiss it," said Sonny quietly.

Lena felt as if he'd struck her. Put her lips to that horrible thing?
She would rather die!

"Kiss it, lick the tip," said Sonny and grabbed for her head.

Lena screamed and. threw herself backwards on the grass. "No! No, you
can't make me do anything like that. I won't, you can kill me first!"
She struggled to get away, but her hands were still bound and she
stumbled and fell on her face.

Sonny laughed. "Oh, we ain't gonna kill ya," he said. "But it will be
very painful. Now, get your ass back here and suck my cock or it'll be
very bad for ya."

But Lena didn't listen. She screamed and tried to get to her feet to
run, but Jerry tripped her up and she sprawled on her face again.

"I don't think she learns real fast," he said to Sonny. "I think we're
gonna have to use more forceful methods."

Sonny laughed and Lena groaned as he picked her up and slung her over
his shoulder like a sack of beans. She vaguely saw Jerry walk back to
the van as Sonny carried her over to a tall thin tree. He held her
there until Jerry came back and Lena moaned as she saw that he was
carrying several pieces of rope.

Then Sonny threw her to the ground and slowly bent the tree over until
it was bowed and the top leaves almost reached the ground. He leaned
across it and watched, laughing quietly as Jerry reached down and
grabbed Lena's ankles. As she tried to struggle, he lashed a rope
round each of them and then heaved her to her feet again.

"Oh no," she breathed, stricken with a greater terror than she had
ever known in her life before as he carried her to one side of the
tree and threw her over it. "Oh please! Please don't, please, I didn't
do it, I'm innocent, I really am, please."

She gave up as their cruel laughter echoed around the clearing. Sonny
turned round on the tree and held her body pressed across it while
Jerry lashed two more ropes round Lena's wrists. Then he undid the
handcuffs and pulled her farther over the tree.

It was obvious that they had done this before. Lena saw the tree root
sticking out of the ground as Jerry went right to it, put the rope
underneath it and pulled. Her body was pulled down further, the pain
increasing as he heaved and stretched her arm tight. Then he tied it
off and went to her other wrist.

By now the fear was such that Lena couldn't speak. She watched him
lash her other hand to the base of another small tree.

He laughed and leaned down on her and it was Sonny's turn. He went to
the ropes round her ankles and spread her legs, tying them to a pair
of stakes that had been driven into the ground. Lena struggled, but
she was bound too tightly and the tree pressed up into the exact place
where the top of her thighs met her pussy. Her ass was stuck high in
the air and both her hands and feet were spread, her hands much
farther apart than her ankles.

Then Jerry let go of her body. Lena screamed suddenly in pain and
terror as the tree struggled to get upright again and she was
stretched as if on a rack, her body bent in two, her ass sticking
straight up. A terrible agony spread down her stretched arms and legs.
Her feet had been tied close to the tree, so the backs of her knees
were particularly pained as the ligaments were almost pulled apart.

She got an upside-down view of Jerry as he walked over to a bush and
cut a thin, straight rod about four feet long.

"What about your belt?" Sonny yelled gleefully as Jerry stripped the
leaves from the rod and switched it experimentally.

"Nooo," he said slowly. "I think this one needs more pain to make her
into a good girl."

He walked back and Lena stared up at him as he laid the rod gently
across her asscheeks.

"Yeah," he said, "This should do."

He flipped Lena's short skirt up over her back until her naked ass was
exposed totally.

"Hold on," said Sonny, "I wanna watch."

Lena moaned as she watched him wriggle under her bound body until his
face could look up at her ass and his groin was just below her face.
His huge cock bobbed at her nose and she couldn't push it away. The
smell of him rose to her nostrils and almost made her sick.

"You know what's gonna happen now?" asked Sonny pleasantly, holding
Lena's blonde head in his hands and staring into her begging eyes.

Lena couldn't speak, but she shook her head as far as his hands would
let her.

"Jerry's gonna whip your ass," said Sonny pleasantly. "And you know
when he's gonna stop?"

Again Lena could only shake her head and tremble with the most
desperate fear.

"He's gonna stop when you've sucked the last drop of cum from my
cock," said Sonny and Lena groaned. "So the sooner you start, the less
you get. That's fair, isn't it?"

Sonny let her face go and leaned back, putting his arms under his head
to enjoy the view better. Lena struggled and tried to pull free, but
she couldn't move more than an inch or so. The pain from the tree
trying to heave her in the air was getting worse and worse.

Then she forgot the pain of the tree. She heard the cane swish and
then the most terrible agony she had ever known exploded from her
asscheeks. Jerry had laid the thin rod right across them and her
staring eyes could see him pull back for the next stroke.

"Oh no! No, please! No, aagghhh, oh God," Lena wept.

But the rod slashed into her delicate flesh again. Sonny's cock
throbbed and bounced against her face as he watched. It was the most
brutal reminder of what she had to do. Gritting her teeth, she tried
to make herself stand it but the awful agony of the next cut made her
scream helplessly, her body heaving.

"Oh, please, don't. I beg you, oh no!"

Lena wept as the thin strip of wood added another line of red pain to
her ass. Jerry laughed and slashed into her again, watching as the
beaten girl heaved and her legs trembled with the pain.

Jerry whipped the rod lower, down to the joint of the back of her
thighs and her asscheeks. Then he moved up again, covering every inch
of her assflesh until it was one mass of red, glowing agony.

Lena's sobs and screams rang round the forest, but there was no one to
hear her and save her. Huge pulses of agony burst out of her ass and
rolled round her body, making her throb and heave at each lashing cut.
And still Sonny's terrible cock bounced at her nose. He just let it
wave there as he looked up and enjoyed the pain Jerry was inflicting.

"Sheeit," said Jerry with satisfaction. "I love whipping the shit out
of little cunts like this one."

He leaned back and gave Lena an extra hard cut. She screamed and
rolled helplessly, struggling to pull free of the ropes.

By now Lena's ass was so sore that she looked at the cock with less
loathing than she had before. At each stroke of the whip, it seemed
easier to take it in her mouth and let it do whatever it wanted to.
But it was so vile, such a terrible thing to do. She choked again and
tried to take the pain, but it was getting too intense. Each lash was
now unbearable and the pain spread over her bound body, surging up
into her tits and down her arms and legs, building and spreading,
getting impossible to take.

Then, with one more lash, her mouth opened to scream and the cock
surged up to fill her lips She let it stay there, too agonized to push
it away.

"That's better," said Sonny.

His hands went to her head and she let him run his cockmeat a little
further into her mouth. She moaned as it went past her teeth and
filled her cheeks with its stiffness.

"Lick it," said Sonny.

The agony in the next slash of the whip sent Lena out of her mind, She
ran her tongue over the tip of the terrible cock, tasting the drop of
fluid. It was salty but that was all she noticed before the whip
landed again and she screamed as Sonny heaved his hips upward and his
cock rammed to the back of her throat.

The huge prick filled her mouth and ran in and out of her lips as she
groaned in pain and wriggled, trying to escape the terrible whip. It
landed harder as she too