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Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 3

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Doug's day wasn't much better than Julie's.  Monica kept him in a
constant state of arousal even though he was unable to achieve an
erection. His frustration built with every passing moment. He was
so close to cumming last night, and yesterday morning Monica was
amazing. What happened? Why was she tormenting him like this
now?

After a shower Doug dressed casually and was taken down to
breakfast. Of course, he still wore the Houdini Chastity Cage
under his slacks. By this time Julie had already left for the
dentist with Edgar.  What a shock it would be for Doug when he
found out what his wife was being subjected to this fine day.
Little did he know that this was just the beginning of the
nightmare for both of them.

Monica dressed very seductively to keep Doug interested. Her
modest halter top which left little to the imagination and short
skirt immediately drew his attention. The six inch stiletto heels
made the Amazon appear even taller and more alluring. 

The strategy being used with Doug was somewhat different than the
direction they were taking with Julie. Mentally they wanted to
break Doug and bring into question his Christian values. The most
obvious method was deprivation. Keep the young newlywed in a
constant state of arousal with only the promise of release. In
this state of mind it would be much easier to manipulate him and
mold him. Eventually he would reach a point where he would do
anything to achieve a climax. He would also witness the bizarre
modifications being made to his new bride with no way to come to
her aid. This feeling of helplessness would also serve their
purposes well   lowering his self-esteem and accentuating his
impotence as the protector of his lovely bride. Monica planned on
putting him in his place this very day.

Doug stared at Monica all through breakfast captivated by the
seductive vixen. She took every opportunity to give him a good
look at her ample cleavage which he stared at openly not hiding
the fact that he was intrigued with her. The ache in his balls
and semi-hard cock was taking its toll on our young newlywed. He
knew this was wrong. He knew lusting after another woman was a
sin especially now that he was married, but temptation was
winning out in his battle to remain at least mentally true to his
bride.

After breakfast they went back to the suite.  

"Strip, Doug!" Monica ordered.

Doug knew that he shouldn't be so eager to comply with her
wishes, but the lust burning in his loins told him otherwise. He
took off his clothes with no hesitation as Monica watched him.
Lust for this intriguing woman was winning the battle. 

"Now lock your hands behind your neck. I think it's about time
you learn your place in this household," Monica ordered.

Doug was confused and had no idea what she was talking about.

She walked up to him and slapped him across the face hard. 

Doug was startled. This was the first time Monica treated him
this badly.

"Did I give you an order?" Monica demanded.

"Yes," Doug answered as he locked his hands behind his neck.

"Now spread your legs apart," Monica ordered as she kicked his
feet further apart.

"Doug, are you a Christian?"  Monica questioned.

"Yes, of course," Doug answered.

"Are you married?" Monica fired the question back at him.

"Yes, you know I am," he answered.

"You're a Christian and you're married, and you obviously don't
respect the sanctity of marriage but look to me for sexual
gratification," she accused him.

"That's not true. I want Julie more than anything, but you and
Edgar have made that impossible. It's not my fault!" Doug blurted
out in frustration.

"Then whose fault is it? Did I make you come back here to Edgar's
estate? You were in your car and headed for South Carolina.
You're the one who turned your car around and came knocking at
Edgar's door," Monica answered.

Doug hung his head in shame. He knew she was right. He was
responsible for his own actions. No one made him return.

"You had your wife alone, and you did nothing!" she said
unbelievingly.

He had no response. She was right. What a fool he was.

"And to think you call yourself a Christian! Look at the way
you've lusted after me and encouraged me to suck your cock and
make you cum. My God, look at the pleasure you get out of
watching your own wife suffer," she accused him.

Doug was filled with guilt. Everything she said was true. 

Monica loved playing head games with the young newlywed. Didn't
he realize that none of this was his fault?  He was the victim.

"I don't mean to be so hard on you, Doug," Monica changed her
tactic throwing him off completely. Her right hand cradled his
captive balls as she slid the middle finger of her left hand into
her own well lubricated pussy and swished it around.  Withdrawing
her finger, she placed it against Doug's lips while she continued
her gentle stroking of his balls

"Taste me," Monica whispered as she slid her finger into his
mouth. "Suck it.  Don't say anything.  Just suck it." 

Doug closed his eyes and accepted her finger in his mouth.  His
lips closed and he tasted her.  Monica moved closer and tongued
his ear.  Her hot black breasts burned against his white chest.

"You like this, don't you, Doug," Monica whispered in his ear as
she slowly slid her middle finger in and out of his sucking
mouth. "You profess to be a good Christian boy, but you really
like being a bad boy, don't you?" she said, giving the head of
his cock protruding from the metal tube a hard squeeze. 

Doug was filled with guilt.  He knew that this was wrong, but yes
he did like it. She was throwing herself at him. What did she
expect? But that was just a copout on his part. Yes, she was
tempting him, but he could resist. He could be strong and keep
his eyes on the Lord and not give in to temptation. He could be a
good witness and let his light shine.

"This is wrong," Doug said with as much conviction as he could
muster.

"Yes, it is, but you don't care, do you, Doug?" she asked.

Doug was speechless. He wanted to care but he did like what she
was doing to him. She did things to him that no other woman ever
did.

"You like being a bad boy."

She withdrew her wet finger from his mouth and began playing with
his pointy pink nipples.  She gently rolled the sensitive nubs
between her forefingers and thumbs.  Doug moaned.  Pre-cum leaked
from his imprisoned cock.

"Monica..."

"Don't talk," Monica said firmly, looking straight into Doug's
blue eyes. "Look at you! You love every minute of this, my kinky
little naughty boy."  

Her hands continued to play with his nipples.  

"Would you like me to tie you up?  Would you like me to use you
for my own pleasure?" Monica hissed.

"I don't know," Doug whispered as he thought of his beautiful
wife and how much he loved her. But Monica was doing things to
him that excited him so much. How could he resist?

Monica worked her luscious lips up to Doug's ear. She nibbled on
his earlobe further exciting him.

"Do you want to fuck?" she whispered in his ear as her hand slid
down to his crotch.

It would have been better if she just forced him like she did in
the past, but instead she was asking him if he wanted to fuck. To
outwardly say yes would be a sin. After all, he was a married
man. He would be committing adultery. 

Monica suddenly squeezed his nipples and gave them a vicious
twist.  Doug winced in pain.  Bolts of pain and pleasure shot
from his nipples.  He drew a sharp breath between his clenched
teeth and his fingers curled.  Monica released his nipples and
stepped back. She seductively striped off her clothes and spread
her legs wide wearing only her six inch stiletto heels. 

"Eat me, Doug. Eat my pussy," she ordered, pointing at her
pussy.

Doug stared at the beautiful naked Amazon standing before him. He
no longer needed to sneak a peak of her luscious tits hidden in
the halter top. They were right there fully exposed, and now she
offered him her pussy. 

Wordlessly, Doug dropped to his knees and kissed Monica's pussy.
Lust won out. How could he possibly resist the juicy morsel
placed before him? Monica held Doug's head as he ran his tongue
up and down between her pussy lips, lingering at the top of her
slit to tease her hard, throbbing clit with each pass. She was
juicing heavily and Doug sucked and licked up her juices
greedily.

"Lower! Fuck my pussy with your tongue," she insisted as she
maneuvered his head lower toward her opening.

Oh how he would love to fuck her with his cock, but it was
trapped in that damn tube. However, she offered him an
opportunity to fuck her with his tongue   an opportunity he just
couldn't resist. He had to have her. He knew it was wrong and
against everything he believed in but the flesh is weak he
reasoned. How could he resist the tempting morsel that was placed
before him? After all Eve didn't resist the forbidden fruit in
the Garden of Eden.

Doug buried his tongue in her wet hole, fucking her with his now
rigid tongue. He no longer cared. It didn't matter that he was
committing a sin against God and once again breaking the vows he
so recently made to love, honor, and cherish his bride. He
explored as much as possible the walls of her juicy pussy as she
rode his tongue, becoming more and more excited with each passing
moment. He couldn't get enough of this sensuous woman.

"Oh God, yes! That feels so good!"

She threw her head back and humped his face. She gasped when he
nibbled her clit, grinding her snatch hard against his face. 

"Yes! Yes! That's it, Doug!"

Her words excited him as he sucked harder desperately wanting to
please her   desperately needing her approval.

She looked down between her heaving breasts, and saw his head
buried between her legs. Finally unable to hold off any longer
she orgasmed all over his face, drenching him in her juices.

Oh God, I'm cuuuummmiiing!" she screamed, grinding her pussy all
over his tongue and face.

Poor Doug while highly excited suffered from a cock that was
trapped in a steel cage unable to achieve rigidity. His balls
ached more than ever. He so much wanted to cum. 

Monica pushed Doug away and stroked her pulsing pussy.  

"That was good," she said looking down at Doug kneeling on the
floor. " That was very good, but there's more to come."  

She reached down, grasped his tender nipples, and pulled him to
his feet.  Her juices dripped from his chin.  She pulled his lips
to her breasts. Doug needed no further encouragement as he
attacked her large luscious tits. He no longer had to gape at
Monica's luscious tits, they were his to possess and he took full
advantage. All thoughts of his beautiful bride were gone from his
mind.  He took her left nipple in his mouth and sucked greedily
causing it to grow harder. He grated his teeth across her nipple
lightly and pulled on it with his teeth. He gave her right nipple
the same attention. He couldn't get enough of her luscious black
tits as he tried to stuff as much tit as possible into his mouth.
He wanted to devour her. He no longer cared. 

She pulled his head from her breasts.

"You want me, don't you?" Monica asked.

Doug looked at her with lust in his eyes, but he was in agony.
The Houdini Chastity Cage effectively prevented him from
achieving the hard-on he desperately wanted. His balls ached
constantly.  His arousal was rewarded with agony and frustration,
but yes he wanted her.

"Well, your wife had herself a grand time last night. How many
times did she cum?" Monica retorted.

Images of Julie being fucked by Duke flooded his mind as he
remembered the previous night. She came many times. He was
denied. She was satisfied by the brute and even encouraged him to
fuck her harder. He was denied. He lay awake all night frustrated
  unable to do anything about the raging hard-on he sported all
night, and now he was being punished for getting aroused.

"Get down on your knees!"

He obeyed her somewhat confused. She went over to a dresser and
came back with four leather cuffs.

"Here put these on your wrists and ankles," Monica ordered
feverishly which she rubbed her wet sopping pussy. "You've got me
so fucking hot again."

Doug complied, still perplexed by the turn of events. He so much
needed relief. The cum in his balls was boiling, and he was ready
to explode. The only relief he had now was the constant drip of
pre cum which oozed from his cock head.

"Good, now get down on your hands and knees," she ordered.

Doug wondered what the beautiful Amazon was up to. Monica then
attached his wrists and ankles to hidden rings in the floor with
short chains that connected to D rings in the ankle and wrist
cuffs. 

Doug heard some movement behind him and then Monica moved around
to stand in front of him.  

His jaw dropped open when he saw Monica.

"What's going on?" he asked hesitantly.

"We're going to fuck, but you're in no position to do the
fucking, are you?" Monica asked.

"You could remove this cage, Monica," Doug blurted out visibly
frustrated by the state of affairs.

Monica slapped him hard across the face.

"Never talk to me in that tone of voice," she ordered. "I'll be
doing the fucking today!"

Doug had a right to be apprehensive at Monica's words for the
Amazon had a large black dildo strapped to her waist. It stood
out forebodingly ready to rend and tear its victim.

"You can't do this," Doug screamed as he struggled to free
himself from the chains, but his efforts were useless and he knew
it. He had forsaken all that he believed in by coming back to
this God forsaken place, and now God was punishing him for his
disobedience. At least this is what Doug thought as his fear of
what Monica was about to do to him grew like a cancer.

Monica moved closer to him and grabbing him by the hair. She
placed the head of the dildo against his lips. Smiling at him she
said, "Lick it!"

Doug, fearing what she might do to him, obediently licked the
head of the large black dildo as Monica looked down on him with
satisfaction. She then slapped him across the face with the dildo
  first the right cheek and then the left.

"Now suck the head of the dildo," she ordered.

Doug was repulsed and disgusted by the thought of committing such
an act, but what choice did he have? Here he was shackled to the
floor on all fours totally defenseless. Oh God, he hoped Julie
wouldn't walk in and see him like this. Little did he know that
the suite was equipped with a number of hidden video cameras and
all of the action was at this time being captured on tape. Julie
would eventually see the humiliating acts he was forced to
perform if Monica and Edgar had anything to say about it.

"I said suck it," she ordered, smacking him again on the face
with the dildo.

Doug reluctantly took the head of the dildo in his mouth and
sucked the repulsive rubber phallus. He silently cursed himself
for not being stronger and resisting this woman.

"That's better! Look up at me when you suck my cock," she
ordered, still grasping him by the hair and jerking his head up.


Doug looked up at her with watery eyes. Even though his mind was
in turmoil, he couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she was
especially those large beautiful tits that he stared at from his
lowly position.

"Remember how turned on you got when Julie sucked Edgar's cock!
You were so hard, Doug. Let 's see if you can suck cock as good
as your wife," Monica snickered. 

Holding his head she pushed the dildo further into his mouth to
the back of his throat. Was she serious? Was she really going to
make him swallow that monster phallus?

"Suck harder," she ordered.

He sucked on the large rubber dildo trying to appease her. His
mouth was stretched wide open and his jaw hurt. He had never done
anything like this before. Why the very thought of doing
something this vile never even crossed his mind.

"Maybe we should see if you can deep throat as well as your
wife," Monica taunted while removing the dildo from his mouth.

Doug was gasping, trying to catch his breath.

"No, I can't do that," he whispered hoarsely. "Please don't do
this to me, Monica."

"You can and you will if I tell you to, my little cocksucker,"
Monica hissed. "And I do want you to take all of it!"

"Please I'm begging you, Monica," Doug groveled with tears
welling up in his eyes.

Monica squatted down and took his face in her hands.

"What's the matter, baby? Don't you want to make me happy?" she
cooed.

"It's not that, Monica. It's just that it's not right," he said
tormented by the idea that she might have him take the whole
thing down his throat.

Monica reared back and slapped him hard across the face. 

"Oh it's alright for your wife to deep throat Edgar and then
later on swallow Benjamin's monster cock, but not you. You can
get off watching your wife commit those acts, can't you, and
that's OK?  You're nothing more than a hypocrite!"

Doug gulped. She was right. It did excite him seeing Julie suck
those large cocks and take them into her throat, but this was
different. It wasn't natural for a guy to do this.

"Are you better than Julie?"

"No, I never said that," Doug blurted out defending himself.

"Then take it like a man," she ordered as she rose and put the
head of her fake cock on his lower lip. He was going to do all
the work. Monica was really getting off humiliating Doug, and she
wasn't going to let him off the hook.  "Now, suck it!"

Doug sucked the head of the cock as Monica pushed it into his
mouth and then to the back of his throat.  Tears escaped his eyes
as the large phallus violated his mouth.

"Now you've seen Julie do this several times. Just pretend you're
swallowing a watermelon when I push forward. Once it enters your
throat, the rest is easy."

Monica grasped his head and pushed forward, but nothing happened.
Doug gagged but the black latex cock went no further into his
mouth. She pushed again and still his throat was unyielding as he
gagged on it. She backed it out an inch and pushed even harder.
Doug gagged uncontrollably but the phallus still would not enter
his throat.

Monica withdrew the cock and let Doug catch his breath. His
throat was sore and he coughed, gulping in large amounts of air.
Tears were streaming down his face. He was a mess. 

She squatted down again and nestled his face between her luscious
tits.

"I want you to do this for me, Doug," she whispered as she cupped
his balls.

Monica then stood up and again placed the head of the formidable
cock in his mouth. She grasped his head and pushed the cock deep
into his mouth.

"Remember to open your throat wide. Pretend you're swallowing a
watermelon, baby," Monica ordered. 

She then pushed forward with all her might and this time the cock
did enter his throat. He struggled to free the monster that was
violating him but Monica held his head tightly and would not
allow the black intruder to be withdrawn. 

"That's good, just relax," she ordered as she gave him a minute
to settle down and adjust to the intruder in his throat.

"Now let's see if you're as good as Julie," she mocked as she
moved her hips forward burying the cock inch by inch down Doug's
tight throat. She looked down amazed as the black phallus
disappeared a little at a time, and the workout her clit was
getting was delicious. With each push forward her clit was
stimulated by the fake cock.

Doug took it all. All ten inches of Monica's strap-on was buried
in his throat. This excited Monica as she slowly withdrew it only
to bury it to the hilt once again. She continued doing this
picking up the pace as she fucked his throat.

"Yes, you're as good as your wife. You're my good little slut
boy, aren't you, Doug?" she said debasing him. Tears formed in
his eyes as she continued to pound his throat.

Monica was getting herself worked up by the whole scene and was
on the verge of a climax. She couldn't take it any longer as she
drove the phallus down Doug's throat one more time before cuming.


"Yes! Yes! Aaaaaggghhhhhh!" she screamed, coming to a climax for
the second time today. 

She held his head tightly as she shook violently, overcome by the
powerful orgasm that started in the pit of her stomach and
consumed her.

After many minutes she released her hold on his head and withdrew
the cock from Doug's throat. Doug had all he could do to breathe.
She withdrew the phallus just in time for he was on the verge of
passing out when she finally relented.

"Oh fuck, that was great," Monica exclaimed as she removed the
strap-on, exposing her drenched pussy. 

Monica looked down at her sopping wet pussy.

"Look what you've done!"

She pushed her pussy in Doug's face.

"Clean up the mess you made," she ordered.

Doug, totally out of it by now more or less a zombie, began to
lap up her pussy juice as Monica held his head directing him to
all the right places. His own frustration was worse than ever
since he was unable to get a hard-on thanks to the device he was
forced to wear. His balls ached relentlessly, and they were
bloated with the vast amount of cum being stored. Precum now
incessantly dripped out of the head of his cock, forming a puddle
under him.

"Suck on my pussy lips, my bad boy," she ordered. "Oh God, yes,
that's it! Now suck on my clit! Oh fuck, yes!"

Monica was in heaven. Things were going much better than she
expected. Who would have thought that this fine upstanding young
Christian boy would be lapping away at her nasty pussy?  He was
putty in her hands.

Monica backed off.

"Damn it, Doug, you're getting me all hot and bothered again!"
she exclaimed.

She moved around behind him and felt his ass. She then ran her
index finger up and down the crack of his ass teasing his anus.

Doug panicked. What was she doing? He wanted to tell her not to
touch him there, but he knew better. The wrath of Monica was
something he didn't want to reckon with at this moment.

Then he felt something cold and slippery at his opening. Monica
had taken a gob of K-Y Jelly and was working it into his asshole.
She pushed against his sphincter which reluctantly yielded and
allowed her finger to enter him. This was virgin territory and
Doug felt nothing but disgust. He was being violated against his
will. 

"Don't touch me there!" he screamed. "You have no right!"

"I have no right, bad boy? When will you realize that you have no
right to question anything that I do to you," she yelled as her
free hand came down hard on his ass cheek. This was immediately
followed by another stinging blow to his ass.

Doug cried. This was going much too far. Yes, he had sinned but
there was a limit.

"God will punish you for this," he warned her through his tears.
He felt so impotent. He was shackled to the floor on all fours
and could do nothing to stop her.

"You need to learn some manners, Doug," Monica hissed as a second
finger joined her first stretching his sphincter to accommodate
the new invader. At the same time she continued to spank him.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The stinging blows continued to rein down on his now red ass as
she forced a third finger up his anus stretching him even more.

Doug groaned and whimpered and bore the humiliation as best he
could. He had no choice. He was totally at the mercy of this
woman.  Then he remembered that there was one thing he could do.
It was the most powerful weapon he had   prayer.

Doug began to pray fervently, praising God and asking him to
intercede on his behalf. He asked God for a miracle - to release
him and Julie from these fiends who were torturing them. 

While Doug prayed fervently, Monica added a fourth finger along
with some more K-Y jelly, stretching his ass open even wider, and
in the midst of his praying, Doug found that he was getting
aroused. The abuse she was heaping on him was getting him
aroused. His cock couldn't get hard, for it was impossible with
the metal tube encasing it, but the pain in his ass wasn't so bad
and even felt somewhat good. 

"Alright, that's enough playing around," Monica said as she
withdrew her fingers. "It's time to turn you into my slut boy!"

She picked up her strap-on cock and reattached the harness to her
waist. 

Fear overcame Doug. He knew what she was going to do. My God, she
was going to fuck him up the ass with her ten inch strap-on. 

She knelt down and removed the Houdini Chastity Cage which had
imprisoned his cock and balls since he first got up that
morning.

"I'm going to let you get hard, Doug, but you are not allowed to
cum. If you get close, you better let me know. I promise you if
you don't you'll live to regret it," she warned.

Monica then produced a studded cock ring and slid it down to the
base of his cock. She stroked his neglected shaft several times
which she really didn't need to do since it was already rock
hard.   

"Remember, you are not to cum!" she warned again.

Doug nodded enthusiastically, grateful that she had removed the
cock cage. It felt so good having his cock hard again that he
almost forgot what Monica was about to do to him. He looked over
his shoulder and saw her lubing her cock, coating it with K-Y
Jelly and stroking it up and down. This was so bizarre! In spite
of himself his own cock twitched in anticipation. She knelt
behind him and positioned her black rubber cock head at his anal
entrance and grabbed his hips.  

Doug yelped in pain as he felt her ease the black rubber shaft up
his ass, but his big white prick remained rock-hard and bloated
with desire. His already stretched sphincter relented with almost
no effort and the black monster started its journey up Doug's
dark virgin tunnel.

Monica was deflowering the young newlywed's virgin asshole. She
held his hips and built up a fast fucking motion.  Her ebony body
gleamed with perspiration as she fucked the now submissive
newlywed.  As her tempo increased, her shapely black tits swayed
and her prominent nipples became visibly harder.  Monica found it
exciting to sexually dominate the young newlywed skewered on her
rubber cock.  She reveled in the power she had over this handsome
young man. He was her toy to use as she saw fit.

She was quite skilled with a strap-on and she fucked Doug's
throbbing asshole without mercy, occasionally swatting his
upturned white ass.

Doug could feel his big hard dick bouncing up and down in time to
Monica's fucking, slapping against his sweaty abdomen. His ass
had loosened up and this only added to his excitement. Although
he felt thoroughly debased and humiliated, he groaned as Monica
suddenly called him a bitch and grabbed a fistful of his hair,
jerking his head back.  He arched his back as Monica pulled
harder. He was panting through his open mouth as saliva drooled
from his lips. Monica increased her pace, the fake cock beating
against his colon with each stroke.

"Oh God, I am so close," Doug moaned. "Fuck me harder!"

Monica hearing this withdrew her cock from Doug's ass. She
reached under him and cupped his scrotum. Leaning close to his
ear, she whispered, "Are you really close, Doug?"

"Oh, fuck yes!" he moaned. 

"That's all I wanted to know, my little slut boy," she hissed.

"Aaaaaagggghhhhhh," Doug emitted a bloodcurdling scream as his
eyes shot wide open. The pain was excruciating. When Monica felt
his testicles tighten, she closed her left hand around his
scrotum and reached up to roll his tingling nipple between the
fingers of her other hand.  Just as his cum began to rise, she
viciously twisted both his ball-bag and his nipple ensuring that
he would not have a climax. His cock went semi-erect as the pain
coursed through his sensitive scrotum and nipple.

Doug whimpered as the pain subsided. He felt totally humiliated.
Monica locked him once again in the Houdini Chastity Cage. 

She freed him from the chains that forced him to remain on his
hands and knees.

He sat back on his knees panting and frustrated. 

"Look at the mess you made, Doug," she said pointing to her fake
cock still strapped to her waist.

Doug looked at it with disgust. That thing had been buried all
the way up his ass.

"Clean up your mess!" she ordered further adding to his
humiliation.

"What? You can't expect..." 

Monica slapped him across the face repeatedly with the messy
black dildo before he could finish protesting.

"I said clean up your mess. I can expect and I do expect! When
are you going to learn to obey?" she screamed.

Doug, defeated, opened his mouth to receive the disgusting dildo.
The greasy dildo slid into his mouth and assaulted his taste
buds. The taste was acrid, and he almost vomited as she pushed
the cock to the back of his throat.

She then grasped his head and pushed hard driving the lubed cock
easily down his throat. She fucked his face for several minutes
as she again approached a climax. She had been denied while
fucking his ass because he was so close to cuming, but she
wouldn't be denied now as she picked up her pace.

"That's it, baby. You're a fast learner. My cock is sliding so
nicely down your throat," she moaned as the assault continued.
She held his head tighter as she increased her pace quickly
approaching another climax. 

"Yes, that's it. Oh God, my clit is ready to explode," she
screamed as another climax hit her epicenter, and she ground her
cock deep in his throat further stimulating her aching clit. She
had no regard for Doug and how she was bruising his violated
throat with the monster dildo as waves of pleasure coursed
through her body.

She finally removed the now clean dildo from his mouth as he
fought to catch his breath. He coughed wretchedly.

"You smell! Go take a cold shower!" Monica ordered.

Doug dejectedly got up and did as he was told; now feeling less
of a man than ever. 

After his shower, Monica had one more surprise for him. 

"Get your hands behind your neck," she ordered.

Doug immediately complied.

"Good, boy," she said as she ran her tongue around his nipples
further frustrating the sexually charged newlywed.

"You took my strap-on much better than I had anticipated, baby,"
she whispered in his ear. "I'm so proud of you."

Doug groaned at her words.

Monica then produced a butt plug.

"This will make it a little easier for you next time," Monica
said.

"What is it?" Doug asked.

Monica laughed. He was so nave. 

"This is a butt plug. It will help train your ass to be more
receptive to my larger dildos which you will eventually have the
opportunity to experience.  This plug is only 5  inches long and
2 inches wide. You were such a good boy today, I decided to go
easy on you."

Monica then applied a liberal amount of K-Y Jelly to the butt
plug.

"Now bend over, baby," she ordered.

Doug reluctantly bent over and Monica pushed the butt plug past
his yielding sphincter and up his ass. He felt so full. The
pressure was unbelievable.

"You can get dressed now. I think you've had enough physical
activity for one day," Monica said.

It was mid afternoon and after a light lunch, Doug was secured to
the coach with his locking wrist cuffs. Monica had other things
to attend to and Doug was to watch a fetish DVD. He was numb
still trying to come to terms with what happened to him today.
The mental stimulation only added to his distress as he watched
the transvestite fuck the older man up the ass on the large
plasma screen.  

As he sat there he found that his sphincter reflexively closed on
the neck of the plug.  Finding something there, it reflexively
opened again and then closed. That little pulsing cycle of
sphincter clench stimulated his ass only adding to his distress.
If only his cock was free, he could cum very easily from the
exquisite feeling pulsing though his rectum, but that was not to
be. Instead his balls ached constantly now; a cruel reminder that
he needed relief that he would not soon receive. He was learning
very quickly that his life would be much different then he had
anticipated.  

How did life suddenly get so complicated? Only three days ago he
was married to the love of his life and on his way to Lake George
to consummate his marriage. Instead he not as much as touched his
new bride in an intimate way although he had the opportunity. 
Now she had been used by Edgar and his friends and even his dog,
and who knows how she suffered today. Where was she? Was she
alright? 

Doug would soon find out the fate of his lovely bride.



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