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The High Price of Curiosity, (f/bondage)
Date: 12/10/1999
by Blairbrek <blairbrek@aol.com>
Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18.
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The High Price Of Curiosity
Part One
"I think it would be fun."
"I don't know. I would hate to get caught up in
something we might ....regret."
"Beth assured me everything is voluntary. It would
definitely be different and we can just watch."
She smiling her naughty grin as she moved to take her
stockings off the night stand.
"What the hell tell them we'll show up."
Mike and Maureen had dabbled a bit in bondage. They
would take turns tying each other up with Maureen's
stockings and pleasuring each other. And it was
definitely a pleasurable experience. The sex they had
while role playing was terrific. They added a blindfold
to heighten the sensitivity and awareness of the
"slaves" other senses.
Maureen mentioned it her girlfriends during one of her
girls nights out. Mike was initially upset mainly
because he did not want to seem like a pervert. He was
not too surprised that some of the other couples also
play around like they did. He guessed after 5 years of
marriage couples have to try something to spice up the
marriage bed.
Beth had mentioned to Maureen her and Dan had joined a
bondage club that gets more involved than playing. A
real live submissive, either a man or woman submits to
the others for a night of training, discipline and sex.
Maureen was embarrassed hearing the details but her
curiosity was peaked. She thought long and hard about
accepting the invitation from one of best friends but
once she decided she wanted to see what happened at a
club like that she went to work on Mike. Like her, he
was hesitant but was convinced fairly easily.
===================
They were the last to show up at the bondage party
being held at an expansive house out in the country.
Maureen could not decide what to wear but settled on a
black mid thigh skirt and a white blouse that she tied
to show off her midriff. Naturally she wore stockings,
just in case they were needed she jokingly told Mike.
Their were about 15 people at the party not counting
the submissive. She had already assumed her role.
Naked she wore a thick leather collar with a leash. She
was on all fours licking a woman's shoes. Her brunette
hair was in a ponytail. On a table was an assortment
of whips cuffs gags, dildos and a leather hood.
"Well this looks interesting" Mike laughed nervously.
Even though Maureen had more details than him she was
still embarrassed to see the submissive and implements
in person. They were introduced around and were
eagerly welcomed by everyone. The naked girl crawled
over to be introduced as "slut". It would be easy to
remember as it was tattooed on her shapely behind.
She began licking Maureen's black heels. She watched
and laughed nervously as the woman's tongue cleaned her
footwear. Beth and Debbie sternly instructed her on
her duty, Beth emphasized the instructions by striking
sluts behind with a riding crop she was holding.. They
smiled at Maureen and engaged in small talk with her.
Maureen definitely got the impression slut was a true
submissive.
People were mingling and drinking. A few were dancing
to music. Paul and Dan came up to Mike and asked if he
would run out with them for more wash as he was the
last in the drive. He didn't have a problem and told
Maureen he was leaving to run to the store and would be
back in about soon.
When they got back the party was in full swing.
Several of the people including Maureen had donned
masks the covered the top part of their face. Mike took
the one Maureen handed him and he put it on. Maureen
was involved in a conversation with tow couples so he
went over by Dan who was watching the action in the
center of the room.
Slut was already prepared for her bondage, training and
discipline for the night. She was wearing padded cuffs
that were connected to a chain that ran up to the
ceiling. She was stretched taunt as her toes barely
touched the floor. the several read makes on her back
and red glow of her behind made it obvious she had
experienced more than a few of the whips and crops.
Mike had been assured the submissive had voluntarily
agreed to the nights activities but could not help
notice how she struggled. Dan told him it was all part
of the role playing. After all even a submissive
though she may get off on being slave does not
necessarily enjoy all that happens to her body and
mind.
Slut wore one of the hoods that was on the table. It
completely covered the top part of her face and head
from the nose up. Her pony tail had been braided and
stuck through an opening. The braid made an attractive
leash as it was almost constant pulled and used to
twist her body towards the next lash. Slut moaned out
loud at every touch of leather on her body. She would
probably be screamed Mike thought but the ball that
stretched her mouth wide made that impossible. The
ball was buckled tight behind her head forcing her to
take as much as she could into her mouth and then some.
Mike noticed Maureen watching the abuse slut was
receiving as she mingled. He smiled, she could talk to
anyone about anything. He was glad she was having a
good time.
He was surprised when Beth and Maureen walked up to
slut. Beth was carrying a bar with cuffs on it. he
watched intently. He was surprised Maureen had decided
to participate in disciplining and training slut. He
reasoned, probably correctly, the several drinks she
had lowered her inhibitions a bit.
Maureen reached down, grabbed one of sluts ankles and
brought it up to her waist. Beth buckled one of the
cuffs to it. The process was repeated with the other
ankle. Slut was shaking her head no, rather
emphatically Mike thought, as this was going on. "Oh
quit complaining you love this" Beth told her. She
gave slut a good slap across her face.
Once the bar was attached to slut's ankles. Maureen
lowered it to the floor. Slut's toes no longer barely
touched the floor. The bar kept her legs a good three
feet apart or more. She was suspended only by her
wrists. "That's got to be a killer on her shoulders"
Mike commented to Paul. "Yeah this is the bondage
part. It makes her more pliable for the training."
Slut was rolling her head. Suspended off the floor
with her legs spread she was open for anything anyone
decided to do.
Three women approached with riding crops. Mike thought
this woman really must enjoy being so degraded to let
this be done to her. She knew another round of
whipping was coming and weakly shook her head no as
her chin fell to her chest. Rather than concentrate on
her behind and back as the others had done these women
gave all their attention to her front.
The first hit on her breast brought her out of her
resigned stupor. She swung wildly and tried to turn
away. One of the woman, Mike, thought her name was
Erica, grabbed the braid and wrapped it around her hand
wrenching slut's head back. Slut was looking straight
up. Having her head held securely she could no longer
turn away from the onslaught. Mike thought that the
hits to her breasts must really be painful. He was
thinking of how sensitive Maureen's breasts were and
how incredibly aroused she got when he paid attention
to them. he felt himself getting aroused thinking of
his wife and watching the woman be whipped.
Mike and Dan commented that they had been waiting for
this for a long time and walked over to the stove.
No part of slut's front escaped attention. Her
stomach, legs and even her puss was lashed. One even
stood directly in front and brought her crop up between
slut's legs causing her to jerk wildly. In trying to
escape the crops her hair was being painfully pulled.
Paul picked up a container and they walked over to join
the three women. Dan motioned for Mike to join them
but he shook his head no. Unlike his wife he was not
ready to participate.
By this time slut just hung there. Her struggling had
just about ceased. Erica let go of her hair and said
something to her. She nodded in agreement.
The women moved away and left the two men. Dan put his
hands into the container. At least what they have is
not too hot Mike thought. The container held warm oil.
He began with sluts arms and moved to her back. She
must like this as the tension in her body seemed to
ease. Dan did her neck and back. Mike could not help
notice sluts nipples were engorged. She tried to move
to get Dan to rub her breasts with the soothing oil,
but he ignored her offering.
Dan took the container from Paul and he did her
breasts. Kneading the oil in as he talked to her. She
stiffened a little. He was rubbing the oil on her
nipples pinching and twisting as he went. Slut tried
to thrust her hips out a bit. "The slut's really in
heat" Someone loudly commented. Mike chuckled
thinking to himself, in heat, just like an animal.
Paul moved behind and began rubbing her cheeks. She
moved her behind out offering it. Then she yelped and
tried to pull away. Paul had his hand around her waist
though. With his other hand he had shoved first one
finger than two into her anus. He was smiling as her
said something to her.
Slut hung her head. Mike thought it almost seemed like
she was ashamed. When Paul began to rub her crotch she
came back to life. The warm oil on her sore puss was
getting her excited. She bucked her hips as much as
she could suspended off the floor. "Don't go to far"
was the comment a couple behind Mike said. He realized
they wanted her all sexed up but not to orgasm. He
remembered fondly how he loved to bring Maureen to the
brink and then back off. After doing that several times
she would beg him to let her cum.
He looked for Maureen but did not see her or Beth. He
figured she went out for air. The room was warm with
everybody watching. he got up and moved around to see
if he could find her but was unsuccessful.
Slut was close to orgasm When Paul stopped. A black
woman made her remember why she was there and began
whipping her again. She mentally crashed from intense
pleasure to intense pain. Once the feelings of
orasming felt her Paul began again rubbing her clit.
She began to shake. The combination of pleasure and
pain was driving her mind crazy.
They finally let slut down. She fell to the floor
exhausted but her rest was short lived. A kick from
the black woman got her up on all fours. She attached
a leash to the collar and got her to follow her around
the floor. Finally getting her up on a small table that
had been brought in. She body shined from the
combination of sweat and oil. Slut hung her head in
resignation. She knew what was coming.
Her knees and wrist when cuffed to the table, wide.
Her breasts hung down and her privates where very
visible to all. Mike was getting very horny where was
Maureen? He had noticed several couples where petting
each other. He sensed an orgy about to start. This he
could participate in. Public sex with his wife was a
fantasy of his.
Slut began to moan loudly no scream into her gag and
tried unsuccessfully to escape the black woman. She
held alligator clips in her hand and had made it a
point to show them to slut. She twisted sluts nipples
to get them hard and cruelly snapped them on. Tears
ran down the leather hood. She took the two chains
hanging from the clips and attached them to the sides
of the table with absolutely no slack. The sluts tits
were excruciatingly pulled and stretched to the sides.
Slut moved ever so slightly; every direction brought
her screaming pain. Another woman came out of the
audience and pulled her braid back to raise her head.
The black woman unbuckled the ball gag. Teeth marks
were indented in it from Slut biting into it. The
woman removed the leather hood also. Slut's eyes were
red from crying. Her jaw aching unbelievably as she
tried to form the words to beg for release and help.
All she could mutter was no more. The woman picked up
another gag. This one shaped like a ring and forced it
to the slut's mouth. The ring made her form an "O" and
made it impossible for her to close her mouth. The
straps went under her chin up the front of her face
between her eyes and around to the back of her head.
Mike wasn't paying much attention as he had joined
several people who seemed to know Slut. He was curious
and listened to them talk about her. She was married
and had started slowly with her fetish but accelerated
quickly as was the usual case one of the guys said.
Bondage, discipline and training broke her normal
personality. Her husband didn't really know about her
tastes.
Mike thought of her as a .....freak to let people
torture her. An attractive redhead told him she
crossed over and was now of a simpleton, a whore....
bondage slut than a happy wife. She said it
sarcastically.
When Mike glanced over at the bond whore.....he was
thinking how could someone supposedly happily married
turn into such a sexed idiot.
She had one man behind her. It was obvious he was
fucking her ass. Another was standing in front.
Thrusting his hips forcefully in and out. He was
fucking her face. The black woman was lashing her back
and offering encouragement Most of it mocking as was
numerous other people. He was right it was turning
into a orgy.
He was getting a bit worried he had not seen Maureen
for over an hour. One of the woman laughingly told him
to check the bedrooms. He got a chill could his wife
have been seduced by the atmosphere. He left to go to
the other end of the house to find Maureen. He glanced
over his shoulder as he walked away and said to no on
in particular "what a slut." Everyone within earshot
laughed.
"Be careful" Maureen told Mike. "You've had a couple of
drinks." Mike didn't hear the last comment he was
already moving out the door with Dan and Paul to go to
the store.
"That is what he should tell you" Maureen looked
quizzically at Deborah. The black woman she and Beth
were talking to.
"What do you mean?" She had barely finished the
question when someone said "Okay they are gone."
Maureen was grabbed from behind. Two men had each
grabbed a arm causing her to drop her drink. Two more
each grabbed a leg.
"What the HELL ARE YOU DOING? she screamed as she
struggled to get free. Let me GO! She was no match
for the four men. Several others approached her and
held her in place on a table she had been dumped on.
"Beth! Help me! What are you doing STOP!" She was
being undress. "STOP! STOP IT! Noooo." Her shoes and
hose were the first to come off. The group was working
carefully but quickly.
"Beth Please! no god help me" Maureen's protests quiet
for a moment as she concentrated on trying to break
free.
"hat's happening? Are you that stupid." Her skirt was
unzipped and lowered down her hips. They held her
thighs so they could get it off. "We are going to have
some fun."
"Stop! stop don't." her panties were pulled off.
Mike's wife was panicked. Tears welled up in her eyes
as she pleaded. Getting free was impossible. There was
no shortage of hands to hold and control her.
People were laughing at her. Calling her a whore, a
bitch, a slut. "No no" she kept repeating it.
"We decided you would make a great slut. Breaking you
is going to be so much FUN." Beth emphasized the last
comment.
"No.... Mike.... Mike help me."
"Your Mikey is gone and you are all alone....the best
part is he doesn't have a clue."
And neither will you someone added in about an hour.
Laughter greeted the comments.
Her blouse was carefully unbuttoned and removed. She
struggled for all she was worth but was no match for
the group.
If she was observing she would have seen everyone was
mocking her. Watching her be stripped. Stripped of her
clothing but more importantly stripped of her dignity.
Her bra was the last article of her clothing to come
off.
The brunette wife's struggled from trying to get free
to trying to cover herself. She failed, she was pinned
tight to the table.
"You are going to be trained bitch!" Beth told her
loudly. "Trained and broken tonight."
"Why why? help me Beth.
"I am helping" she laughed. "It was my idea to take
you. i always thought you a stuck up bitch and
now..........you and that pretty body are going to
change all in one night."
"Why Why helpppp"
Her legs were pulled wide apart. Shaving cream was put
on her pubic hair. In a few swipes she had a bald
puss.
In only more than 5 minutes she had gone from a
respected woman happily married to a nude humiliated
female.
"Why why for fun of course. Do you think Mikey will
want you after tonight. Just think if he throws your
whore ass out."
Nooooo her pleadings brought no sympathy or pity.
Maureen was a prize.
She was flopped over on her stomach. Someone yanked
her head back and gathered her shoulder length brunette
hair and began braiding it.
"OWWW" she felt a needle pinch her behind. then again
and again. She was realizing just how helpless she
was. Physically unable to do anything but beg she
whimpered "stop it hurts."
Everyone was laughing. Laughing at her pleading.
"Noooo Don't oh my god no no no"
In front of her eyes Slut the woman who a few minutes
ago was licking her shoes put her panties on. It
suddenly hit her. She was trading places with Slut.
Slut the woman who agreed to be whipped tortured
trained and and ............noooooooo
Her mind was fraying........gang bang.......raped.
If she could see she would see the word SLUT being
permanently tattooed on her behind.
"I'llll call the police let me......... stopppp."
"I don't think so. You are going to be sooooo
humiliated , degraded broken. The film will keep you in
line and ............ available for future use."
Through tear filled eyes Maureen saw Slut had her
stockings and skirt on. She put the bra on. "A
perfect fit." She was smiling evilly at Maureen.
After she put her blouse on she pinned her hair like
Maureen had worn her's with Maureen's clip. Someone
handed her a mask.
The mask hid enough of her facial features. "Noooo"
She realized Slut looked just like her. Dressed in her
clothes wearing her hair like that. "Noooo"
"We will just keep Mikey busy and away from you.......
till it's too late."
"Who knows he may even want to fuck slut's
ass......wait that would be your ass." Everyone roared.
A large red rubber ball was put in front of Maureen's
lips. She clenched her jaws tight. Her efforts were
wasted. They yanked her braid viciously back she
opened her mouth to scream but it was cut off. They
pushed the ball deep into her mouth. Not satisfied
with how deep it was someone pinched the sides of her
jaws. Maureen reflexively opened her mouth a bit
further. They were satisfied and buckled it tightly
behind her head.
Maureen' begging ceased. The only sounds she made were
mumbled moans. Beth cruelly mimicked her sounds.
A piece of leather was snuggly forced onto her head.
Her braid was pulled up through an opening. Her face
from her nose up was hidden behind the hot leather.
With the large ball stuffing and extending her mouth
and the hood no one would know it was her.
They lifted her off the table and stood her on her bare
feet. MMmmmm You are going to be soooo sorry you came
tonight. Maureen already knew that. Beth stated the
obvious. What Maureen did not know was everything she
was was going to be taken from her.
Maureen was dragged to the center of the large sitting
area. Leather cuffs were buckled to her wrist's. The
rope was taken up till she was barely on her toes. Her
firm luscious body stretched and open for all to see.
The woman wearing her clothes stood in front of her.
"Hello my name is Maureen you must be slut the whore
Beth has told me so much about. You really must be a
degenerate to want to be whipped, trained and fucked
silly" She hung her head in defeat. The words Mau...
no slut had spoke were hers to Beth when hearing the
details of what goes on at the bondage party.
She put her hand out to shake ..... "Oh my mistake slut
your........indisposed" Laughter rang in her ears but
stopped as her mind exploded in pain as the first lash
fell on her back.
Maureen struggled to escape the lashes but only swung
my her arms. Her back her shoulders her wrists her jaws
her behind.........all were in excruciating pain but
non more so than her dignity and pride.
She finally stopped struggling and just took the
beating. "That's a good girl just accept what you are"
someone spoke in her ear.
The whipping finally stopped. She raised her head.
Mike Mike he's sitting right there help me why won't he
help. His laughter along with Dan's and Paul's was
burned in to her.
She moaned as Beth and Maureen.........her mind
registered the other woman as Maureen came up to her
with a bar. She pleaded and begged to be released.
They smiled as they picked up one of her ankles. Her
body ached. Beth said something all and slapped her
hard across the face. All she heard was slut.
Maureen lowered her one leg and picked up the other. it
felt like her shoulders were coming out of their
socket. She felt her legs forced wide apart. What was
Nooooo. Her mind was dominated by pain. dominated by
her total degradation. She swung aimlessly ,
beaten.....her long legs sooo far apart her....... "
Everyone can see your cunt slut"
Her mind exploded again. No not ......she screamed and
screamed. People Mike were laughing at her. Her
breasts no not stop her mind screamed and no one heard.
The real sad thing is no one cared.
She felt her head lurched back. She stared at the
ceiling. Her breasts burned. Each lash burned the
pain deeper into her mind. Numbed her a little at a
time.
Every part of her being jerked physically and mentally
as her pussy became the target of leather. "Your a
slut.....Your a Whore.......enjoy it we might stop" The
woman holding her braid kept repeating in her ear.
The wife was being turned. A way out. Go along enjoy
it........ be a slut a whore.......an end. She tried
hard to not struggle to take the punishment. Suddenly
it stopped.
Accept it and they stop. She foolishly thought she
understood.
She felt warm oil on her arms. Sooo good then her back.
Her moaning changed. She rolled her head it felt so
good. She felt the pain being massaged from her. Her
back OHHHH yes. She felt hands on her behind her
tender behind. "I've wanted to fuck your ass for a long
time." She jerked. Nooo her mind couldn't accept the
violation. This is just my finger think of how my
cock...... how everyone's cock will feel. Maureen
shook and tried to move away but was incapable. The
probing finally stopped.
Her breasts ohhhhh so good she felt her nipples harden
from nooooo not excited ohhhh. If she could talk
everyone would be amused at the babbling incoherent
thoughts of her mind. Her pussy ohhh god yes. The oil
felt so wonderful so warm. Even hanging she moved her
hips she was going to nooooooyesssss cum. Her mind
snapped the feelings the wonderful feelings gone with
the contact of leather on her oil covered body. She
shook from the sudden change. All the pleasure she
felt was gone and the pain was back.
She was bad she did something wrong.
The oil so gooood she began moving reaching for the
warm fingers she was NOOOOOO Ahhh her body exploded her
tits nooo i'll be good please let me stopp. She heard
laughter...... "slut .....whore" Yes slut I'm a
whore whip me let me cum please.......
She hit the floor finally it's over home i want to go
home. She was on all fours crawling how????? she
followed where she was lead. "Up girl up that's a good
girl"
She stopped thinking. She just obeyed. her knees were
spread wide and buckled to the platform. Ohh yess the
ball was unbuckled. They struggled to remove it but
finally got it out. Her jaw ached she could barely
close her mouth the pain was so intense. She began
crying. "Please let me go I was good i'll be good i
want to go home" The leather hood came off. Thank you
please thank you. Maureen hung her head but it was
yanked back up by her braid. Hard rubber were shoved
into her sore mouth. She mumbled barely coherent a
thank you it was not as severe as the ball.
She felt hands on her nipples felt them harden ohhh
yeesowwwwww her nipples were viscously captured by the
clips. She needed to jerk to buck to free them but any
movement no matter how slight brought her unbelievable
pain.
She hung her head and looked down her breasts, her
round firm breasts were stretched by her nipples
grotesquely out to the side of the platform. She felt
a hand pull her head back up. She was staring a
hardened penis. Her eyes opened wide as it slide
between her opened lips into her mouth. She closed her
eyes and bit down. Nothing happened other than hearing
the man say "that's it make that fuck hole tighter."
The penis was entering her throat and she could do
nothing about it. Nor could Maureen do anything about
the penis she felt at her anus. She was frozen. She
fought to stay perfectly still. The pain in her nipples
drove her to ignore........ ignore the stretching of
her anus by the rock hard......
"That's it slut take them both." Nooooo she cringed as
the pain returned to her back. "Fuck them slut. Use
those two holes. Your a whore a pain loving
whore............"
Maureen was crying. Her tears ran down her bulging
cheeks. She felt both men stiffen and empty into her.
She swallowed as best she could but sperm ran down her
chin. Two more took their place. Cum covered her
face. She couldn't turn away. She just
.......accepted the humiliation. Maureen felt the warm
liquid leaking from her behind. She felt the sperm
landing on her back. She was numb to the pain. She
was....accepting being gang....... banged she accepted
being a slut. She just stayed as still as she could
crying. Let anyone who wanted to whip her whip her...
let anyone fuck her ass.......let anyone fuck her
mouth. Someone called her a fuck toy.......... a
fucking pain slut. The words the actions burned what
was left of any dignity she had left.
When everyone who wanted her had her; some more than
once Beth approached her. Not that she could see
anything. Sperm had flown into both her blue eyes some
time ago burning and blurring her vision. Beth turned
her nose up. Maureen, Slut had been beautiful now she
was.......disgusting .........was the best way to
describe "it".
Her face was hidden behind a thick covering of male
seed. Her brunette hair matted with sperm hung stiffly
framing her face. Her braid long since taken out. The
hair used as a ...dick rag. Her mouth held obscenely
open by the ring gag drooled white cum into a puddle on
the table. Her behind looked no better. Her rectum,
her virgin rectum was stretched open. The onslaught of
her behind by how many men?..... had her leaking their
sperm down her inner thighs.
Her stomach was full. Her pride gone. Stuck up
bitch.....she was far from it.
Pleasure was something she had not even had an inkling
of. Her pussy had not been touched. Pleasure was
something that was a tool of theirs to torture her
feelings and her mind. Pleasure was something they
would hold over her; use to control her with for a
long time to come. Entice her, humiliate her, make
her grovel. It was going to be a long time before she
experienced an orgasm.
Mike did not take the switching of his wife of 6 years
with Slut easy. Maureen, slut to everyone else, did her
best to convince him she wanted the "experience" That
it was all her idea to switch. That she begged Beth to
let her do it. That she wanted to be whipped and put
onto bondage. That she wanted to be trained to be a
fuck toy. To use those words to describe herself
.........She fought back tears pleading with him to
accept it.
She paid the price for her curiosity and would
continued to do so. Beth had told her the only men
that did not fuck her were the ones HIV positive. They
were there for Mikey. If she didn't convince him it
was her idea and she loved every moment then he would
experience all she did and more. She loved Mike. She
had to protect him.
In a raspy throat fucked voice she begged and begged
till his anger subsided. She offered to do him right
there to prove it. She offered to let him whip her.
He had tears in his eyes. How could he not know his
wife was a whore. He could not even look at her she was
so disgusting.......her face and hair covered in cum
her body bruised, cum dripping off her chin.
Disgusting in every way.
The next day Maureen could still barely move. She was
stiff and in pain but she went to the girls night
anyway. She had to. She had to save Mike. He
protested and told her not to go. She wished she could
tell him why but couldn't they were being watched. Or
so she believed what she was told.
When she came home she wouldn't talk about it. It was
to degrading for her to discuss her forced lesbianism.
He pleaded and begged her to act "normal". She cried
and yelled to leave her alone.
She supported a souvenir from her first night with the
women. Her nipples so tender and raw had been pierced.
Hanging from the buds were not small demure gold rings
but thick rings an inch in diameter. If he heard her
scream when they were installed he would now the truth.
But he didn't. He was home. Home safe.
She quit her job on Monday. She could never go to work
again. Beth knew where she worked. The film and
pictures of her degraded her right out of employment.
Mike was furious. Was that all she was going to do lay
around and fuck. She wanted to tell him so badly what
was really going on. But couldn't. The house was
bugged or so she believed them.
Beth and Janet came over the next weekend. Maureen had
left for a party, alone. They comforted him. Told him
it was just a phase. Give Maureen a little time and
space. Beth left him alone with Janet. They talked.
She was the woman Maureen wanted to switch with. the
She looked alot like his wife and found it easy to talk
to her and open up. Maureen was unapproachable.
Janet started spending more and more time at their
house. Maureen meekly accepted her presence. She
would always be nude when she was around. Not that she
wore much of any clothing anymore. The rings made it
painful to wear a bra and she lived in only T-shirts
and panties. When Mike complained about her parading
around naked she responded because she wanted Janet to
see her wonderful body to try to seduce her. Mike took
to calling her a whore. She was loose around everyone
but him. She showed him absolutely no affection.
Maureen fought back tears when Janet brought her a
present. It was a maids dress. The black and white
outfit was two sizes two small and barely fit her. The
plunging neckline and under wire cups barely contained
her breasts pushing them up. The hem, had been
shortened to only cover her if she was standing
straight; bending would display her privates.
She apologized for the small size. She told Maureen
she did not think she was so fat. Maureen was far from
fat but knew how the comment would hurt. She told
Maureen in front of Mike that it bothered her when
Maureen was walking around nude and wished she had more
self esteem and modesty. That is the reason why she
bought it. The maid outfit was appropriate she added
because that is all Maureen ever did when she was home
clean, cook and wait on her and Mike. She was more a
maid then a wife. She was crushed when Mike agreed
with Janet.
Maureen would disappear for days at a time. Mike was
finding it harder and harder to live with her. She
came home one day with her brunette hair dyed blonde
with strawberry highlights. She had her clit pierced
along with her labia. Her ears sporting 6 gold hoop
earrings in each ear. The rings started small and got
progressively larger. The bottom one was 4 inches in
diameter. She not only acted the slut now she looked
like one, a slutty bimbo. She refused to talk to him.
Mike was glad Janet was there.
A few weeks later Maureen came home with a nose ring
hanging from her septum. She started crying and
screamed at him to leave her alone that he didn't
understand what she was doing that......... "Your a
slut". He finished her sentence for him. She stormed
out of the house.
She had no where to go so she called Beth. Beth came
and picked her up. Beth smiled in satisfaction when
she saw Maureen standing on the corner crying. She
looked like a $2.00 whore with her pink lycra mini
dress that hugged her body, pink stiletto heels,
strawberry blonde hair and rings. Breaking and molding
the beautiful, intelligent wife was a challenge and a
lot of fun. Everyone loved her tears it showed the she
was still fighting the degradation she was enduring.
Beth drove her to a house out in the country she had
never been to before. She clipped a chain to her nose
ring and lead her into a room off the study. In the
center was a cage the size for a large dog. Beth told
her to "STAY" Maureen started crying Beth only talked
to her like a dog. Maureen went to a cabinet and
brought back a pair of scissors and cut the pink dress
off. Maureen just stood there crying and did not
resist.
"This is your new home Slut. Mike told Janet he is
filing for divorce and does not want your.......how did
he put it"..... laughing Beth said "stupid whoring ass
around anymore"
Maureen started shaking her head and saying "no, no, no
I did everything you wanted everything they wanted
please"...... Maureen's pleadings got her a hard slap
across the face. "Do I have to gag you AGAIN" Beth
told her. Maureen hated being gagged she learned her
training well and shut her mouth and lowered her head
and looked meekly at the floor.
Beth pushed her to the cage and told her to get in.
She barely fit there was not enough room to turn
around. The leash on her nose ring was clipped tightly
against the cage she rested her face against the metal
and cried. Her wrists were handcuffed to the sides.
She could only kneel her breasts hanging. She felt
Beth behind her reaching in, playing with her. She
sobbed and shook uncontrollably. "Please please let me
cum please i have too."
"Slut you know our agreement. You get to cum only when
you are officially divorced and Janet is married to
Mike. Only then will we let you cum. Cum all you
want. Cum like the whore you are. Cum like a dog."
Beth stopped and walked away thinking it would be fun
to not even let her cum then. Keep the woman deprived.
She wondered if it would be possible to go insane being
so cruelly teased and deprived.
Beth took one more glance at the broken female on her
knees humping air and closed the door leaving the
sobbing wife to contemplate her frustration and fate
alone.
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The next story I am writing is the completion of
Ambition.
I still could not find "Partners" if anyone has it
please post or send it to me. It is the one about a
female attorney "taken" by the firm.