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Contolling Dawn - 5
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)
***
The story continued in chapter 5 with more of Dawn's
sexual exploits. (MF, nc, oral, bi)
***
Author Note: Please email me your suggestions and
comments. This story was written for a young woman who
had dreams but no way of expressing them. I hope she
likes my version.
***
Chapter 5 - Dawn hopes it is the final chapter!
The hours seemed like days and the days seemed like
weeks. Dawn prayed the ordeal was over and she finally
had her life back. She lapsed into a dreamland state
many times trying to find a viable solution for the
overwhelming dilemma. As the day for Ray's reunion
drew nearer, Dawn used quiet interludes to go over
what had transpired during Ray's last blackmail scheme
two weeks ago.
Dawn read Ray's letter over and over until she could
almost recite all of it by heart. Ray had robbed her
spirit with his shrewd blackmail and now he demanded
her soul. The man not only wanted her to be unfaithful
to her husband one more time, but he demanded she tell
the world about her most intimate and secret emotions.
Ray's plan was well thought out and he outlined
everything in his letter. He set the date for an
entire evening of humiliation and rowdy sex, which Ray
promised would conclude Dawn's blackmail. Then he
wanted her to write a story about it all. Dawn wasn't
too sure what Ray meant when he said she was going to
bikini wrestle with another woman and the loser would
suffer severe embarrassment at the hands of the
winner.
When she read Ray's letter, he made it sound like the
wrestling was a major event and that it would last
most of the night. Apparently he patterned the
blackmail encounter after his favorite website, which
included nude women wrestling. Ray also hinted that
her husband would love what was to be done to her
body, which filled her with much anxiety and doubt.
She imagined what the man meant and nothing she
thought of seemed very pleasant.
Dawn reached a point in her daydream where she
contemplated telling the bastard to go to hell. She
read the letter for the nth time and wondered about
defying Ray's blackmail demand. Dawn reasoned that she
owed her family more and her willpower to fight Ray
increased as time past. She felt awful for putting her
husband through such an adulterous affair and vowed to
be stronger.
After Dawn and her husband arrived home after the
movie theater encounter, she discussed what happened
with Harvey. They also went over the possible
scenarios of what might happen if Dawn went on the
proposed rendezvous Ray had in his letter. Dawn tried
to tell Harvey everything about Ray's blackmail, right
from the very first encounter at the Seattle tower
restaurant. Well almost everything, as the tiny
details seemed easier to leave out rather than explain
all of the incriminating acts.
Each day Dawn grew more determined. She eventually
reached the stage where suffering the humiliating
consequences seemed more rational than suffering
through any more of Ray's conniving blackmail
encounters. After days of worrying, she felt totally
assured that she could overcome Ray's suffocating
control.
Then on the morning of the blackmail date, an email
appeared. Her heart pounded with nervousness when she
contemplated what Ray might want and she hesitated
opening the message. Dawn was surprised yet thoroughly
pleased when all that was in the mail was a link to a
common story website. She bit her bottom lip and swore
to be strong. Strong enough to resist any of Ray's
threats and to finally tell the man she was finished
with his ruthless harassment.
Dawn clicked on the link and a picture appeared before
she was ready. She couldn't recall seeing a naughtier
picture, yet she realized it would certainly get
worse. The entire screen filled with the sight of a
naked woman on her hands and knees and then the movie
clipped started. The woman's chest was uplifted and
the succulent tits seemed to hang down in almost
teasing fashion. There was a young looking man,
possible a teenager, behind the woman and he appeared
to have his cock buried to the hilt.
She couldn't breathe for the first minute of the
movie. Thankfully the woman's face was covered with a
cat mask, but Dawn knew exactly who it was. Horrors of
all horrors happened about 30 seconds into the clip.
The male took his cock out and seemed to taunt the
masked woman. He brazenly rubbed his stellar cock all
over the top of the woman's butt until he was
satisfied. Then he pulled back, raking the head of his
cock through the ass crack, and suddenly rammed his
cock into her again.
It would take a century for Dawn to forget the
remaining 30 seconds of the movie. The kneeing
pussycat rocked backwards into the thrusting young
stud and her mouth opened wide in majestic fashion.
Her tongue rolled out of her gapping mouth and
although there was no sound, it was obvious that she
screamed out loud. To any innocent viewer, the masked
woman appeared to be a willing participant and the
male seemed overly enthused.
Suddenly the woman's head rolled backwards, as someone
grabbed her hair. The mask shifted and Dawn knew that
in a scant few seconds the woman's face would be
displayed to the world. Abruptly the movie ended and
some writing flashed on the screen. 'People will love
the movie. Of course no one has to see the rest. No
one has to know who she is. It is entirely up to you.
Obey and live happily ever after. Disobey??? And your
kids will see their mommy become a sex-toy for two
teenagers.'
Dawn realized her heart was beating so fast that she
was flushed. Her temperature had risen and it took her
a couple of minutes to regain enough composure so she
could breathe normally again. Her confidence had
virtually disappeared and she merely stared at a blank
computer screen. Almost in a trance, she deleted the
movie clip and returned to her email page. Her eyes
were glazed over, yet she noticed a second email had
arrived.
She stared at the highlighted incoming mail. It took
her many seconds before her hand moved and then she
reluctantly opened the message. She started reading
and instantly knew all hope was lost. Ray had done it
again. The dirty bastard was still in control.
'I hope you liked the clip. As you have probably
guessed, I have many, many more that can be used to
convince my lovely admirer to do what I ask. I'm
positive you don't want anyone else to know that
you've acted like a total slut. From now on, you'll do
what we have agreed upon, without any hesitation and
without any goddamn bitching. But if I know my loyal
Dawn, she is ready!'
Dawn's eyes filled with tears. She cried and it took
her many minutes before she was able to read more of
Ray's devastating message. 'I'll pick you up at 7
o'clock. Wear whatever you want, as you won't be
wearing much once things get started,' Ray wrote. 'You
can tell hubby that the night will last a long time. I
hope you practiced all of your wrestling holds and are
ready to do battle.'
She wiped her eyes and continued. 'I hope hubby saw my
letter and knows he'll get to read all about his
wife's secret adventures. All we have to do is pray
that you can write the story very quickly.'
***
Thankfully her family was out and the rest of the day
passed by without incident. Ray's emails had destroyed
her confidence and Dawn was no longer willing to risk
being exposed to her children and to all of her
friends. When the time came, she dressed in the most
conservative manner and waited with her husband until
the dreaded time of Ray's arrival.
Harvey offered encouragement and assured her that he
understood. "Don't worry, honey. The dirty son of a
bitch promised that this is the last time... so we
have to trust he means it. Do what he wants and write
his rotten story... then hopefully it's over."
The sound of someone entering the driveway put
goosebumps all over Dawn's body. Her heart pounded
when she exited the house and she glanced back over
her shoulder at Harvey who watched from the entryway
window. Dawn got into the backseat of the car and
breathed a sigh of relief when it was only Ray and
Brenda in the front.
Ray drove straight to the destination and Dawn's heart
stopped, as they rounded the corner approaching a
familiar tattoo parlor. Visions of the man she hated
even more than Ray flashed into her head and it was
almost too hard to breathe when Dawn remembered what
happened last time. Doug made her his personal sex-toy
and then tattooed her body with his colorful artwork.
To make matters even worse, the man sent her home with
a freshly shaved appearance.
There was not time to fret or worry. Ray parked in
front of the parlor and quickly got out to usher her
and Brenda into the quiet building. They went through
the outer office and then the inner studio before
entering a backroom, which Dawn didn't know existed.
Apparently Doug had temporary living quarters in the
back of his parlor and the area was sparsely decorated
leaving plenty of empty space in the middle of a large
room.
Dawn took in the room with a discerning glance. There
was a row of chairs along one wall and that side of
the room was dimly lit. Three or four spotlights were
aimed at the center of the room, which ensured that
area was brightly lit, but also intensely heated by
the floodlights. The one apparent aspect was the
floor, which was richly decorated to look like the
staged wrestling area on Ray's favorite website.
Ray introduced a young woman who was standing off to
one side. "This is Sally. She has graciously agreed to
wrestle against you. As you can see, she is much
smaller than you, but Sally is quite an accomplished
sports freak, so don't get too confident," Ray said,
laughing as if it was a joke.
Dawn felt sick and she definitely wasn't overly
confident in wrestling, or any type of fighting. She
never had occasion to learn any self-defense
techniques and the thought of wrestling Sally sent
shivers down her spine. Sally's features were very
obvious because she wore a bright purple bikini, which
left nothing to the imagination. The skimpy material
covered the woman's breasts in seductive fashion and
there were two obvious nipple protrusions, which would
certainly entice any man.
Sally was about 5'4" and appeared to weigh about 110
pounds with all of her curves in the proper places.
She leered across the room at her adversary and left
the impression that she was a bitch on wheels. Dawn
would later find out that the young woman was a best
friend with Patti who highly recommended her to Ray
for his blackmail scheme.
"Have you heard of Ultimate Surrender?"
"Nnn... nooo."
"Well, it's a website devoted to women's wrestling.
Where sexy women do battle for three grueling rounds
and then the winner gets to punish the loser in an
intense round-four."
Dawn was dumbfounded. She had never heard of the
wrestling site and had no idea what to expect. Then
she looked at Sally and instantly noticed an
unyielding stare from the young woman. Sally never
blinked and the strong, compelling message built great
unease in Dawn's stomach.
"Come! We can use the other room to change," Ray said.
He handed Dawn something and then led the three women
out of the room. "You girls help our Little Miss
Muffet get changed. That will give our guests time to
get seated... then the show will begin."
Ray took his time explaining everything in great
detail. His devious plan was scripted along the lines
of what he told Dawn was an Internet women's wrestling
website. He explained the rules, which were modified
for obvious reasons to suit his needs. "The contest
will be two rounds, with each being five minutes. That
might not seem like much, but when you get wrestling
and all sweated up... it will seem like an eternity.
You'll each wear these beautiful bikinis and one
objective is for you to remove the other's."
Before Dawn had a chance to say anything, Brenda and
Sally started undressing her. There were too many
hands and it took the two women a scant minute to
strip all of her clothes. Dawn reluctantly donned a
bright red bikini and then Brenda swiftly tied red
bands around her upper arms and around her ankles.
Sally also tied bands on her body to match her purple
bikini. This made the two look like colorful opponents
and Dawn had to agree that they did appear very
striking.
Ray admired the women when he continued his
explanation. "Oh, yeah, you can sexually molest the
other, which will add points to your score. In fact...
if you don't, you will lose points. The woman with the
highest points after the second round will be declared
the winner. Just so you are well aware, the loser will
get brutally punished... fucked in the extra round."
Dawn listened to the disparaging comments and dearly
wanted to disappear. She dug deep for the courage to
go through with the upcoming wrestling match, but it
did give her a little self-assurance noting Sally was
a smaller woman. Suddenly Ray ushered them out of the
room, towards the intended arena, and Dawn found it
almost impossible to walk.
***ROUND-ONE
They entered the staged area and instantly felt a wave
of intense heat. The spotlights blanketed the center
of the room and it was difficult to see anything
outside of the intended wrestling ring. Dawn sensed
some spectators across the room, but it was hard to
tell how many. Ray sort of shoved her into the middle
of the stage and gave the order for the match to
start.
The contest started before Dawn was ready, but then
again she would never be ready for such drastic
action. She sort of stood dumbfounded on the makeshift
mat and Sally immediately demonstrated her superior
fighting skills. The young woman walked up to Dawn and
the two grabbed each other's arms. Then in the blink
of an eye, Sally jerked Dawn's torso forward and put
her in a headlock.
Dawn got a sudden indication of Sally's strength and
finesse. She felt the woman's arm go around her neck
and then things sort of went blank. Sally squeezed
hard and must have cut of the blood supply to Dawn's
head, making her dizzy. Then before she could react,
Dawn found herself flat on the floor with the wind
knocked out of her. As she struggled desperately for
much needed air, Sally cleverly stripped the bikini
bra, tossing it into the crowd.
Dawn vaguely heard loud cheering and shouting, but she
was too busy trying to catch her breath. She had no
idea the spectators cheered the fact that Sally had
taken full control of her sexy opponent. The crowd
yelled louder, as they anticipated the young woman
forcing Dawn into submission. Before she realized what
the woman's next move was, Dawn was securely locked in
a head-scissor. Sally deftly twisted around and
wrapped her legs tightly around the sides of Dawn's
neck, which thankfully didn't hamper her breathing
this time.
Hair pulling was against the rules, but there was no
referee to stop the young woman. Sally reached forward
grabbing the back of Dawn's head with both hands and
then she forced the flustered face into her crotch.
The crowd really loved the menacing show of force. The
louder they yelled; the harder Sally rubbed Dawn's
face against her suddenly exposed crotch. Dawn closed
her eyes, as the distinct smell of Sally's womanhood
floated up her nose and then she shuddered, as wetness
hit her face.
Sally had her thighs tightly wrapped around her neck
and she didn't have to squeeze very hard to keep Dawn
pinned and utterly helpless. Dawn's arms flailed
unable to loosen the strong hold and she realized
Sally was gaining the upper hand with her wrestling
skills. The spectators sensed a submission and they
cheered for Sally to ravage her struggling opponent.
Dawn wasn't aware of how the hold was broken. She
abruptly found herself wrestling with Sally in the
center of the ring and each had their hands on the
other. By now Dawn felt a little more confident and
she seemed to fend off the young woman for short
while. Suddenly Sally slapped Dawn's arm to the side
and quickly spun around her shocked opponent. She
locked her arms around Dawn's biceps and held them
pinned behind her, which thrilled the spectators.
Somehow Sally kept the arms pinned and managed to
reach around Dawn's heaving chest to grab the swaying
titties. Again the crowd cheered and this time Dawn
used it as extra motivation. She used every bit of her
strength to twist her upper body until she rocked
forward. Sally let go and pushed hard at the same
time, which proved to be the stunning turning point of
round one. Dawn rolled forward and she was on her
hands and knees when Sally jumped on her back. There
was no way to remain upright and Dawn suddenly found
herself flat on her stomach.
Sally was fully in control. She sat on Dawn's hips and
her weight was enough to keep the woman pinned on the
mat. Then she grabbed Dawn's arms one at a time and
pinned them behind her back. Sally used her knees and
one hand to keep Dawn captive, which left one hand
free. Slowly and in a most teasing fashion, the young
woman untied the strings of Dawn's bikini bottoms. She
pulled the garment off the thrashing hips and
purposely threw it into the crowd.
Dawn thought the world had collapsed around her. She
was restrained flat on her stomach by the overly
determined young woman and wasn't able to stop her.
Sally twisted her shoulders and pressed her free hand
between the milky thighs. Dawn used every ounce of
strength to hold her thighs pressed together, but
there was still enough room for Sally's fingers. When
the woman's fingers grazed her vulnerable pussy, Dawn
quite breathing and held her legs extremely rigid.
Bright lights went off in her head and they mixed with
loud warning sirens, as Dawn felt totally overpowered.
Sally's long middle finger rested along the entire
length of her slit and then it was inside of her. Dawn
heard Ray talking and the anguish grew even deeper.
"Points will be awarded until the fingers are out of
the pussy. The hold will continue until she gets the
fingers out of her pussy."
Tears of despair filled her eyes, as her strength
seemed useless against the strong young woman. Sally
had her middle finger fully embedded and her other
three fingers curled around the bony pelvis, which
enabled her to rock Dawn's hips up and down. To make
matters worse, the scoreboard emitted a beeping sound
every time the score increased and all that was heard
was loud steady beeping.
The finger-fucking may have continued forever if the
round had not ended. Ray even had a bell, which he
rang at the five-minute mark, and immense relief
consumed Dawn when the wrestling stopped. She glanced
across the room at the scoreboard that was
conveniently situated beside the spectators. Even
through the tears in her eyes it was easy to notice
the cheerful faces leering at her.
Dawn recognized Patti and Brenda who were sitting
together beside Ray. When she noticed Doug's smug
face, she shivered almost too afraid to admit he was
there. There were two others and Dawn wasn't overly
shocked at seeing Bobby and Jimmy. Their faces were
very animated, yet seemed to convey a certain amount
of compassion, which made her feel a little better.
When she noticed a large disparity between the two
numbers on the scoreboard, Dawn immediately felt
deflated knowing she was a long way behind. It had
taken almost half of Round-One to learn what to do and
how to defend herself from the intimidating dominator.
Then in the last half of the round, Sally managed to
pin her on the mat and defile her, much to the delight
of the onlookers. All of a sudden she was afraid of
the outcome and wondered just how she would be
punished if she lost the fight.
***ROUND-TWO
Someone handed her a bottle of water. Dawn guzzled it
with a desert thirst, as Ray knelt down beside her.
"That was amazing. I absolutely love watching such a
small woman totally dominant a much larger one," he
said. "That Sally is one hell of a fireball. I've
never seen anyone go after pussy like she did."
A shiver of gloom shot through Dawn, as she agreed
with Ray's comments. There was still an aching between
her legs from the fingering and she could only imagine
what it must have looked like to the spectators.
Wrestling definitely wasn't her game, but Sally seemed
to be a real expect. Without any formal training, Dawn
was a mere plaything for the superior wrestler who
fondled and groped her for the entire five minute
round.
Dawn whispered a few measly protests, but Ray simply
ignored them by telling her to stop whining. She
actually jumped when the bell sounded for the next
round to commence. Staring across the makeshift mat at
her opponent, Dawn noticed that Sally had removed her
purple bikini, leaving both women naked. Never in a
million years did Dawn think that she would be
wrestling naked with another woman in front of people.
Unlike Ray's website drama, the wrestlers were allowed
to stand up, yet it really wasn't any benefit for
Dawn. It merely meant it was farther to fall, but
luckily the only injuries she suffered were to her
deflated ego. Both women slowly moved to the middle of
the mat and Ray pretended to be the referee, as he
announced the commencement of Round-Two.
Things went much better for Dawn. She managed to fend
off the attacking tiger until about the one-minute
mark when a slight trip caused a major setback. Dawn
went to her knees and in a heartbeat she was flat on
the mat with Sally pinning her down. This time only
one arm was pinned behind her back and then Sally
cleverly got her legs around Dawn's waist. When the
young woman locked her ankles together, she squeezed
the wind out of Dawn.
Every time Dawn tried to move or loosen the
suffocating hold, Sally bent over and reached out far
enough to put an end the escape attempt. Dawn lay
motionless and Sally's powerful legs squeezed the life
out of her. She couldn't stop the shameful groping.
Once again Sally sneaked her hand between Dawn's
thighs and fingered her. The seduction was different
this time. Sally's animated expression indicated that
her fingers smelt tantalizing and tasted even better
when she licked them clean.
The wrestling seemed to proceed from one hold to
another. Dawn never knew how one hold was broken and
how the next started, as the young tigress controlled
the action. When she was pinned in another headlock,
Dawn came face to face with Sally's perky boobs. The
young woman grinned with satisfaction, as she rubbed
Dawn's flustered face on her breasts, and made sure
the rosy cheeks caressed her nipples.
With the blinding glare of the bright spotlights, Dawn
wasn't aware of Ray's shrewd scheme of recording all
of the action. He cleverly installed recording
equipment and cameras long before the match started
and his plan was quite simplistic. There would be no
need for Dawn to write the story in the immediate
future, as the fairy-tale would be secretly recorded.
He merely had to hit the record button at the
beginning of the fight. At the end of round three he
would have an incriminating story, which he planned
giving to Dawn's husband.
***LAST ROUND
There was no escape and her fate rested in the young
woman's hands. Ray had explained how the winner got to
ravage the loser in any manner they desired. The fight
ended with Dawn flat on her back and her vast assets
completely exposed. With the bell still ringing in her
ears, Dawn lifted her head off the mat and stared at
the pretty young woman who shouted orders at someone.
Before she could move, Dawn's arms were outstretched
above her head and solidly pinned on the floor by two
of the spectators. With her head still tilted upward,
she witnessed the approaching downfall without being
able to stop it. Sally pushed her torso between Dawn's
legs and forced them apart. Then she wrapped her arms
around Dawn's upper thighs to hold them spread and put
her face directly above the intended target.
It was a moment that would haunt Dawn for a long time.
She listened to the many comments, as the shouts sent
encouragement to Sally who probably didn't need any.
"Do it. Eat her out!"
"Yes, spread her legs and show us that gorgeous cunt."
"Eat the loser. Eat her pussy."
"Make the loser pay."
"Eat her... eat her!"
Dawn felt the hot, burning breath before the woman's
tongue touched her. Her dainty labia were pulled apart
and then Sally swiped her tongue through the distinct
narrow slit. The upward motion was almost like a dog
licking something and each time the tongue lashed
through the wetness, it stroked the vulnerable
clitoris. Sally was not only experienced, but she was
extremely skilled. Every few seconds she put her mouth
around the throbbing bud and used her teeth in a very
careful, nibbling fashion.
Each time Dawn's hips thrust or twisted in a vain
attempt to get away, Sally let go of the tiny clit and
used her tongue again. The stiff penis-tongue stabbed
Dawn in the honey-hole and then shifted upward to the
sensitive clitty. Sally rolled the clit around and
around with the tip of her tongue and then sucked it
into her burning mouth. When the bud was deep inside
her mouth, Sally used her tongue to press it against
the roof of her mouth in true lover's fashion.
Then Sally started the tantalizing process all over
again. She put her teeth around the delicate morsel
and nibbled until the shapely hips thrashed up and
down. Abruptly the young woman added further torment
to her beaten opponent. It took two fingers to bring
the ultimate end to Dawn's wrestling career. Sally
held her fingers at the opening to both holes and used
the threatening act to build Dawn's anxiety sky-high.
Even her determined resolve wasn't enough and Dawn
realized the end was near. When she felt the two
fingers slowly enter her heated domain, she rolled her
head around seeking any kind of hope. Her eyes glazed
over, but it didn't prevent her from coming face to
face with the devil. It was one of the worst moments
of her life when Ray's voice broke through her
disillusioned mind. "See, I told you. You're the
best... best fucking slut who can't stop cumming," Ray
said. "Our loser gets eaten out by our winner and she
loves it."
Dawn's luscious tits swayed crazily when her body went
into convulsions and the spectators had the perfect
view. Her arms were outstretched above her head,
pinned securely by the teenagers. There was nothing
stopping the hungry Sally who performed the most
memorable cunnilingus. Sally alternated between
slapping the throbbing jewel around with her tongue
and then she nibbled on it for a few seconds. Back and
forth with her tongue and teeth and at the same time
she used a dual finger-fucking to take Dawn over the
top.
Dawn's eyes were glassy, as she peered off to one
side. The orgasm robbed her of any remaining willpower
and suddenly she stared at Brenda and Patti who were
donning dildos. Her body was in the throes of a climax
when she realized there was more, much more. Dawn
watched each woman fit a long, menacing cock on her
pelvis and then secure the straps around her hips to
keep the dildo in place.
Ray scripted the session along the theme of Ultimate
Surrender. He envisioned the victor forcing the loser
to eat her cunt, as well as having the loser fucked
with the biggest dildo. The only climax during the
final portion of the round would be Sally's reward for
winning the contest. Just as Dawn's orgasm ended,
Sally swiftly jumped up. She crouched with her knees
on either side of Dawn's upraised face and pushed her
pussy directly into climax heaven.
The whiff of female sweat hit Dawn at the same time
the wetness crossed her mouth. Physically exhausted
and mentally overwhelmed, Dawn obeyed even though she
knew better. All the fight was gone and her willpower
was virtually zero when her mouth opened to taste the
sweet bitterness with her tongue. Dawn cooperated by
performing cunnilingus because Sally demanded it. She
lost track of time and her prayers were answered when
the young woman finally climaxed, sending a river of
thick cream into her mouth.
The final round continued despite a totally spent
Dawn. Sally removed her purple armbands and used them
to tie Dawn's arms behind her back. With her hands
bound securely, the humiliation resumed. Brenda and
Patti attacked and each woman took turns ravaging Dawn
who was at their mercy. First Brenda screwed her hard
and long, before Patti brought an end to Dawn's
wrestling experience.
***
If Dawn thought the first part of the evening was
horrific, she was in for an even bigger surprise when
the evening proceeded to a second half. The teenagers
departed leaving her alone with Brenda, Patti and
Sally along with Ray and the hated tattoo artist.
Everyone moved out of Doug's back room and into the
adjourning studio where Dawn was instantly forced to
sit at the tattoo and piercing workstation.
Doug stood directly in front of Dawn. He was
overbearing and stared intently into her eyes. "That
was fantastic. I've never seen anyone orgasm like
you... fucking fantastic climax," he whispered. "Now
it's my turn!"
Dawn shivered and her whole body trembled. "No more,
please, no more."
"I want to give you something to take home to hubby.
When he looks at his lovely wife, he'll know."
"No tattoo... no more, please."
"Don't worry, love. The tattoo will be small and very
inconspicuous... in a very private spot."
"Oh, gawd, no."
"But first there's something else I'm going to give
you. I'm proud of being the best pierce-artist in the
city."
"What? No, you can't."
"Sweetheart, hubby will love the new look. Gold lug-
nuts in those gorgeous nipples will make them look
even sexier."
"No more, please don't."
"Maybe your boyfriend didn't tell you everything,"
Doug whispered, as he waved his hand at Ray. "First we
pierce those beautiful nipples. Normally I get so
fucking horny when I touch such big tits that I have
to fuck the nearest cunt."
Dawn looked at the man with a searing hatred. His
vulgar, trash talk and the way he took having sex with
her for granted made her extremely mad. All of a
sudden Doug pushed her back into the soft leather
reclining chair. Dawn already felt intimidated from
being naked and it filled her with a huge helpless
feeling. She lay back in the chair and realized that
she had no control over her world.
Dawn glanced down at her chest and witnessed the
decisive disgrace. One of her enlarged nipples was in
Doug's fingers and the precious bud was stretched to
the outer limits. When the shinny, silver clamp closed
on her tender nipple, she began to tremble with an
uncontrollable anxiety. She desperately wanted to look
away, but something wouldn't let her not watch the
total humiliation.
Every muscle in her body tensed when the most menacing
needle was placed against her flushed skin. Suddenly
the needle shot forward and Dawn expected severe pain
and agony, but nothing like that happened. Her nipple
was pierced in a matter of a nanosecond and all that
she did was utter a feeble whimper. Doug skillfully
inserted the gold stud and then he screwed on what
appeared to be lug nuts on each end to hold it in
place.
The second piercing was completed with virtual ease
after Dawn realized that the procedure was relatively
simple. She had no idea her eyes were bewildered and
so wide open that she appeared either scared or
completely stimulated. At first she didn't realize
Doug was talking to her. "You want it... just like
last time."
"No, I don't!"
"Honey, I've dreamed of doing it again. Screwing your
brains out like last time and having you cream all
over my dick."
"No, not like last time... never!"
"Do you remember riding my dick... humping my cock
when it was buried in your belly?"
"Aaah... aaah."
Doug was too engrossed and far too narcissistic to
consider he had an audience. He maneuvered Dawn out of
the chair and over onto an adjustable table, which was
in a fully reclined position. She tried to sit up but
Doug insisted she lay flat on her back. He quickly
grabbed her legs and with a swift jerk pulled her down
so that her legs hung over the end of the table. Doug
pulled Dawn's legs until they were around his hips and
then he glared at her. "I have dreamed of nothing
else... since you came all over my dick. Look at it...
look at my hard-on!"
Dawn would never understand why she glanced downward.
"Haven't you done enough?"
"Christ, no. Not until my dick is in your belly."
Doug gave another jerk and suddenly her crotch was up
against his pelvis. She felt a sharp stab. Then his
cock curled upwards, pointing straight up and lying
along his tummy. A shiver shot through her body when
Doug carefully shifted his hips. He stood on his
tiptoes, allowing his cock to rise above her crotch
until it flopped down on her upraised pelvis.
Dawn thought intercourse was inevitable. She resigned
to just become a limp rag and let the rotten man do
it, but she was sadly mistaken. "It's time slut. Grab
my dick and make it harder," Doug said. His voice grew
serious and gave the indication he wasn't kidding.
"Stoke it baby. Stoke my dick and make it harder!"
She was too afraid to move a muscle, so she lay
perfectly still. Abruptly Doug took control. He let go
of one leg and grabbed her head. Doug wound his
fingers in her hair and yanked her head toward his
torso. Her back arched and suddenly her face was only
a foot from his pulsating pecker.
"You heard me, slut. I said stroke my cock and make it
hard enough to stick in your slut-belly."
"Stop. You're hurting me." It was senseless telling
the man how much she hated him, or how much she
despised touching his manhood. The only recourse was
to reach down and do what he ordered. She leered at
the penis, which instinctively jerked up and down on
her quivering pelvis. With reluctance, she wrapped her
fingers around his cock and immediately pumped her
hand up and down.
Her impulse was to finish it quickly. The pecker
pulsed in her fingers and she stroked it frantically
trying to find the end of Doug's stubborn endurance.
Her dainty hand felt wonderful and Doug relished the
determined pumping on his impressive manhood. He let
her continue the masturbation until his cock throbbed
with growing anticipation of what he had fantasized
about for a long time.
When Doug slapped her hand away, Dawn was shocked.
Then he wrapped his big hands around her waist and dug
his strong fingers into the yielding flesh. "Get
ready, my love. Get that hot pussy ready for some real
cock."
Her eyes bulged when Doug moved backwards slightly,
which enabled the head of his cock to find the bull's-
eye. It was shear torture, yet shear magic when her
labia parted. Doug inserted his penis in the inferno
and it took her breath away. She vowed to endure
whatever Doug did to her and bit her lower lip hard to
show her resolve.
A big smile crossed Doug's rugged face. That was what
he cherished most about Dawn and he stared at the
determined look on her gorgeous face. Breaking her
will was even more rewarding than the sex and he
prepared for a lengthy battle. Doug was well aware of
Ray's unscrupulous plan of recording everything and
sending it to Dawn's husband. He vowed to make it good
and dearly wished he could be there when Harvey
watched the movie.
***A TATTOO WITH A PURPOSE
Dawn wondered if she could ever live with herself
again. The final spasms merely made her hips jerk
randomly, but not nearly as fast or severe as earlier.
Then she realized her fingers were still rolling the
swollen clitty around vigorously and she quickly let
go. She removed her hands, acting as if they had been
burnt by fire.
When Doug maneuvered his tattoo apparatus up next to
the table, Dawn abruptly realized her turmoil wasn't
over yet. "When hubby sees this... he'll know this
luscious pussy belongs to a real man," he said. "I
want the world to know it belongs to me."
"Aaah... aaah, no." Dawn knew it was senseless to say
or do anything. The vile man had already made up his
mind and she would suffer another indigence whether
she wanted to or not. She lay still, as the man
grabbed the razor from the equipment cart, and began
shaving her private region. Even though it wasn't
necessary, Doug shaved every inch of her pelvis and
areas between her legs.
Dawn cursed the fact that her clitoris was overly
sensitive after every orgasm. Doug acted innocently,
but it seemed he touched her labia numerous times,
often grazing the tip of her exposed clitty. He
giggled when her body jerked or twitched, reacting to
his brazen molesting. "I want you to see this every
time you undress... every time you shower," he
whispered. "See the initial of the man who screwed you
silly."
Suddenly Dawn realized what was going to happen with
or without her consent. She rolled her head backwards
unable to watch when Doug applied a stencil for the
tattoo. The buzzing sound of Doug's machine was enough
to turn her courage to quicksand and promptly all of
the butterflies in her stomach started to flutter. Her
pelvis was on fire, as the stylus burnt a distinctive
letter terrifyingly close to her womanly charms.
***WAS IT THE END?
Dawn could hardly walk when she came out of the tattoo
parlor. Her eyes filled with tears with the
anticipated of going home and confronting her husband.
Ray had sealed her fate when he deviously gave her
final instructions. "I'm taking you home and walking
you to the door. When hubby greets us, I'll give him
these," Ray said, holding up two clearly marked DVD's.
"This is 'Chapter One' and it will let Harvey see what
kind of wrestler you are. 'Chapter Two' will prove to
him that his wife is a slut."
"Dear gawd, you can't!"
"Oh, really?"
"I'll write your story... please, not the movies."
Ray ignored her desperate protest and grinned at her.
"When Harvey sees that small letter beside his wife's
pussy, he'll know it belongs to another man. Honest
lady, he'll blow his fucking load when he sees it for
himself... you cumming all over Doug's big prick. The
goddamn man fucks the shit out of you and then marks
your cunt with a 'D'. Now that's a great story."
"Noooo... noooo."
"Besides, it will take too long for you to write the
story so I wanted hubby to know what happened right
away."
Ray held her arm on the way out to the car. He and
Brenda sat in the front and Dawn got in the back with
Sally who decided to join them. The drive seemed to
take forever and for some strange reason she didn't
object when Sally rubbed against her. The memory of
that ride home would stay with her a long time. She
sat perfectly still when Sally put her hand under her
blouse and started fondling her bare boobs.
Dawn had dressed in a hurry and didn't take time to
put on her bra or even her panties. Sally was well
aware of Dawn's predicament and she took full
advantage. Then she put her lips next to Dawn's ear.
"I love your body... your tits... your delicious
pussy. I wish we had more time, we would do it
again... again and again," she whispered. "I'll be
careful with your nipples. They must be sore."
Dawn did her best to tolerate the molesting, as Sally
astutely ignored any resistance. The young woman
eventually raised the blouse. Despite Dawn's protests,
she kissed the boobs until her heart's content,
actually toying with the golden trinkets with her
tongue. Dawn was never so glad when her neighborhood
appeared. The car neared her house just as Sally's
hand roamed down the front of her body and threatened
to go inside her skirt. An obvious sigh of
disappointment came from Sally when the car arrived at
their destination and entered the driveway.
Dawn hurriedly exited the car and went straight to the
front door. Ray appeared beside her before she had a
chance to open the door and the evil grin on his face
sent shivers down her back. Her hand shook like crazy,
as she opened the front door, and immediately Harvey's
welcoming face appeared. His big smile quickly turned
to a frown when he saw the worried look on Dawn's
face.
Ray was the first to speak, as he handed Harvey the
two disks. "Here! No need for your wife to write the
story right away. It's all here... the brilliant,
dramatic action."
Harvey took the DVD's and watched the man turn to
leave. The confident grin on Ray's face was enough to
let Harvey know the evening had gone the way he
intended. Dawn fell into her husband's arms, as the
door closed, and they held onto each other for the
longest time. She felt safe with Harvey and thankful
the ordeal with her blackmailer was supposedly over.
Harvey sensed his wife was too exhausted to remain
awake long enough to watch the movies. He sort of
shuffled and stumbled across the room to the living
room couch and lay down with Dawn. She dozed off in no
time, but being that he had snoozed and actually
gotten sleep, Harvey couldn't wait any longer. He
popped a DVD into the player and sat beside his
sleeping wife, as the television screen came alive.
Harvey thought it was probably better that he watched
the movie alone because his emotions would be rising
and falling depending on what happened to Dawn.
Chapter one started slowly. The thing Harvey noticed
was how Dawn appeared reluctant and far too hesitant
when the wrestling started, which cost her valuable
points. All of a sudden Dawn was topless and that
obviously thrilled the spectators who yelled and
cheered for more. Somehow the headlock that the young
woman had on Dawn was broken and it took her no time
to put another restraining hold on his poor wife.
Harvey found the wrestling action more exciting and
arousing than anticipated. The two nearly naked women
rolled on the makeshift mat and suddenly his wife's
head was locked between the young woman's shapely
thighs. The head scissor looked very secure and Harvey
almost swallowed his tongue when Sally rubbed Dawn's
face in her crotch. It got even more electrifying when
the young woman managed to shift her bikini to the
side and rubbed Dawn's flustered face in her wetness.
Things got really animated, as the two women stood up,
and wrestled in the middle of the mat. The most
obvious aspect to Harvey was the skill and dexterity
displayed by Sally made Dawn look like an outclassed
amateur fighter. It seemed that the young woman
fondled and groped Dawn's boobs whenever she felt like
it, as evidenced by the loud cheers every time she
cupped one of the succulent boobs. Harvey's eyes
almost popped out of his head when Sally forced Dawn
down to the mat in a compromising prone position. She
jumped on Dawn's back and Harvey could tell that his
wife was in serious trouble.
Harvey watched the next two minutes and hardly took a
breath, as he was thoroughly amazed at what happened.
Dawn was flat on her stomach and her legs thrashed
wildly trying to get away from her opponent. Sally
managed to get both of Dawn's arms locked behind her
back and held them pinned with one hand and both
knees. Harvey gasped out loud and he heard the crowd
cheering louder than ever.
Sally twisted her torso and reached back to end Dawn's
struggle. It took the young woman about ten seconds to
get her finger fully embedded and then Harvey heard an
awful announcement. 'Points will be awarded until the
fingers are out of the pussy,' sounded and he
recognized Ray's voice. Harvey realized his wife was
getting a royal finger-fucking and there was nothing
she could do to stop her overpowering opponent.
The round ended at the sound of a loud bell. Harvey
was actually sad in one way, yet happy in another to
see his wife get free. The interlude lasted about five
minutes, which gave enough time for his heart rate to
return to normal. It took approximately one minute for
it to start racing again. During the wrestling, it was
very obvious that the smaller Sally was merely toying
with Dawn and even letting her opponent get the upper
hand once or twice.
Things took a dire turn for Dawn when Sally managed to
lock her powerful legs around her waist. With the wind
squeezed out of her, Dawn was a finger-puppet, as the
young woman fingered her at will. The most damaging
act came when Sally fingered Dawn for many moments and
then forced her opponent to suck the soaked fingers.
To make matters worse, Sally did it numerous times and
each time Dawn used her tongue to clean the juices off
the dirty fingers.
The yells and cheers continued through the entire
movie and Harvey could only imaging being in the
crowd. Then the camera panned to the scoreboard and it
was very obvious that the purple competitor had won by
a large margin. The fight ended with the two women
flat on the mat and then all hell broke loose. Sally
yelled a few orders and Harvey noticed two familiar
faces come out of the shadows. Bobby and Jimmy each
grabbed one of Dawn's arms and pinned them to the mat,
enabling Sally to inflict punishment on his captive
wife.
Harvey knew at once what was going to happen to Dawn.
Her shoulders rolled back and forth on the floor, but
she wasn't going anywhere. He watched, as the young
victor parted his wife's shapely legs, and held them
widely spread. When Sally moved between Dawn's thighs
and used a threatening wag of her tongue to indicate
what was coming, Harvey's heart rate increased
dramatically. He watched the young woman whip her
tongue up and down through Dawn's exposed pussy slit,
lingering at the crest until the hips jerked.
Harvey was well aware of what his wife looked like
when she climaxed. He watched, as the skilled young
woman teased and enticed Dawn, keeping her on the
precipice so long that she quivered with desire.
Harvey actually witnessed the immense joy on the
woman's face when she sucked the throbbing clitty into
her hungry mouth. He knew what was next and there was
no more delay when Sally sucked an orgasm out of
Dawn's belly, much to his delight.
***
Dawn stirred in his arms and awoke with a start. The
short nap was rejuvenating and she realized Harvey was
still watching the incriminating movie. They looked at
each other and Dawn realized it was time to come
clean. "I'm so sorry. He took me downtown to his
buddy's place. Forced me to wrestle a goddamn maniac,"
she whispered. "It was so hard... so frustrating and
I've never been so tired in my life."
"It's okay, really. I watched it all and loved the
fight. The end... well it was something I've wanted to
watch for a long, long time," he said, hitting the
pause button on the remote control.
They hugged and Dawn felt a little better knowing her
husband wasn't angry with her. Harvey was serious
about saving their relationship and he let her know
his feelings. "The truth will set you free," he
whispered. "All I need now is to know the truth...
what happened. I can accept what happened... accept
the unfaithful acts, as long as I know."
"I can explain. It's not what it looks like. Ray's a
bastard and doesn't care about us."
"I agree. It's blackmail and you had to do what he
said, or else."
"Ray had everything setup. He purposely used Sally
because she knew how to wrestle."
"Honey, I'm sorry, but I found the wrestling part very
exciting... and arousing. Don't feel bad for losing.
The girl definitely knew what she was doing."
"Oh, gawd, I've never been so frustrated. She was so
strong and it didn't matter what I did. She kept
getting the best of me."
"I know. But you can't worry about it. Anyone who
knows how to wrestle is going to put a beating on
you."
"Yes, but it still hurts. Everything happened so
fast."
"Sweet Jesus, I can't remember watching anything so
sexy. That bitch had your bikini off before you
blinked and then she molested you at will. Christ, she
fingered you so often I thought she'd make you cum
right on the mat."
"I wanted to kill the bitch, but she was too strong."
"I guess there is a website which shows that sort of
thing. I can't imagine it being any better than the
movie I just watched."
"Please, don't tease."
"Geez, when the fight ended, I damn near blew a gasket
when she ate you. I'll say one thing, the woman is a
pro."
"I remember my arms being held down and then the bitch
got between my legs. At first I didn't think she would
be so sneaky... or so goddamn superior."
"You ain't kidding. She started that tongue licking
and it didn't take her long to get you fully aroused.
You know how I love watching you finish... go through
a climax?"
"Oh gawd, I tried not to."
"Geez, honey, you couldn't help it. That's why I love
you so much... you're sensitive and so alive. I love
that you have deep emotions."
"I just hope the blackmailing bastard is finished. Can
we forget about Sally?"
"I don't' think so," Harvey whispered, as he pointed
the remote control at the television. "I want to see
what comes after the fight."
The scene was pure lust and Dawn found it very
embarrassing. Sally straddled her face in the movie
and it wasn't long until the lithe body started
shivering and shaking. Harvey put his arm around Dawn
trying to comfort her. They both stared at the brazen
lust, as Sally grabbed a handful of Dawn's hair,
yanking the teary-eyed face deeper into her crotch.
"It looked like you cried when she shoved her snatch
in your face."
"I did. Gawd, I cried because it was so awful. I
couldn't stop her... she was so strong."
"At first I didn't think she'd cum, but wow... when
your tongue went to work, she exploded."
"I was sick. I did it because it seemed like the only
way out."
Harvey sensed the end of Dawn's tolerance so he
reached for the remote control. He stopped the movie
knowing she couldn't watch any more. Also he wasn't
sure if she could stay awake. "You've had enough for
one night. It's probably easier if you tell me...
there can't be much left on this one," he said. Let's
go to bed and call it a night."
They headed to the bedroom and Dawn started the sordid
tale. It took about ten minutes for her to tell Harvey
what was left of Chapter One. He tried to remain calm,
listening to his wife explain how she was gangbanged
by the sisters, Brenda and Patti. Dawn didn't use any
colorful descriptions when she told Harvey how Brenda
was first to use a menacing dildo and ravage her
already abused body. Then he really got worked up, as
Dawn described how Patti not only banged her, but also
used the big cock on her coveted ass.
They had often discussed anal sex and Harvey found the
subject very stimulating. He was never permitted to
try it, yet that didn't stop him from fantasizing.
Suddenly he was jealous that a young woman had used a
strap-on cock on his wife. The vivid images of the two
sisters gangbanging his wife kept him awake long after
Dawn fell asleep.
***THE SECOND CHAPTER
Harvey lay in bed until his wife showered and dressed.
Dawn had made plans days ago to do something with the
kids and he welcomed the time alone. His wife had no
sooner departed and Harvey decided that he needed to
watch more of Dawn's nightmarish episode. He hurriedly
went downstairs to the living room, dearly wanting to
watch the end of Chapter One, but reluctantly switched
disks. Dawn had already told him about the ending of
the first DVD and the anticipation of watching his
wife get screwed on the second DVD was killing him.
The first scene flashed on the screen and Harvey was
utterly shocked. Dawn was sitting rigidly in a tattoo
parlor chair and she was naked. A man with more
tattoos than Harvey could count was holding one of
Dawn's luscious boobs and he was brazenly showing it
to the world.
Then to Harvey's horror, the man put a silver clamp on
his wife's precious nipple, extending the bud using
brute force. Dawn's nipple stretched out from her
chest and Harvey saw the needle go through the
delicate bud at the speed of light. There was a loud
gasp emitted over the speakers, just as the man
inserted a large gold stud replacing the needle in the
once unblemished nipple. When Doug screwed on the two
golden nuts, the scene was so powerful it sent
shockwaves through Harvey's entire body.
Harvey watched Doug duplicate the procedure on the
other nipple and he felt pity for his darling wife. He
could only imagine the pain she went through and the
agony of having to explain it to him when it was over.
The movie advanced and Harvey envisioned the
unscrupulous Ray recording what happened, not only for
his personal enjoyment, but also for blackmail
purposes.
The scene shifted to Doug forcing Dawn to move from
his parlor chair to the long, narrow table used for
certain tattoos. Harvey still had visions of the
piercing when he suddenly noticed the man was now
naked and standing between his wife's legs. Doug even
had tattoos on his ass and he wasn't shy, as he
shamelessly showed off the colorful drawings to the
camera.
There seemed to be a short standoff. Harvey heard the
two arguing back and forth, but Doug appeared to
ignore Dawn's protests. The man abruptly grabbed her
around the ankles and he quickly spread Dawn's legs
wide. Doug pulled the helpless woman, sliding her bare
ass down the table towards his wiggling hips and then
things got serious. After a couple of stern commands,
Doug ordered her to touch his growing pecker.
The camera angle couldn't have been better. Harvey
visualized Ray hovering above Dawn's head recording
the full length of her sweaty torso and the complete
front of Doug's body. There was more haggling and
suddenly Harvey witnessed his loving wife grasp the
man's cock with both hands. When the man's cock
stiffened and grew in size, Harvey expected his wife
was as shocked as he was.
Things happened fast and furious once the man sported
a raging hard-on. Harvey had watched several adult
movies over the years, but never witnessed such erotic
pornography. He saw Doug slap Dawn's arms away and
then the man moved his hips backwards. Harvey never
observed the actual penetration, as the camera angle
was wrong, but it was apparent when it happened.
Dawn's body came right off the tabletop and seemed to
hover in the air, being supported by the many inches
of rock-hard cock.
Doug's hands were around the top of Dawn's flared hips
and he pulled her torso at his thrusting hips every
time he rammed his cock to the hilt. Images of the
man's impressive cock kept flashing through his head
and they mixed with what Dawn looked like with the
meat fully embedded in her amorous being. It appeared
that his wife had given up and Dawn planned merely
enduring the man's assault until it was over.
The erotic scene amazed Harvey and he had to listen
close to hear what was said. "Grab that slutty piece
of meat, baby. Show Daddy what you like," Doug hissed.
"I'll rip that pretty ass apart if you don't do what
you're told!"
"No! Just do it. Do it and get it over with," she
pleaded.
Harvey couldn't believe his ears so he stared in
disbelief. He had no idea that Doug vowed to put on
the best performance of his life, as he broke Dawn's
will, and to send the evidence to her husband.
Suddenly Doug let go of Dawn's hips and grabbed her
hair with both hands. "You're just like all the rest.
You love cock," Doug hissed.
"Mmmm... mmmmnnnooo."
"You're going to cum for Daddy... aren't you?"
"Nnnn... nnnnooo."
"You heard me, baby. Grab that cunt... show Daddy
you're a slut."
"Nnnn... nnnnooo."
"It's in your belly, baby... now show Daddy what you
can do."
Harvey heard the instructions that sent an earth-
tremor up his spine. He watched his wife shiver with
fear because of Doug's threatening demeanor, yet she
obeyed. It was a picture of raving beauty when both
arms reached down and Dawn put her hands in her
crotch. Her biceps were pressed tightly against the
sides of her boobs, pushing them up and together at
the same time. Harvey loved the pose, as Dawn's tits
appeared tantalizingly big and beautiful. The golden
studs looked endearing on the enlarged nipples and
Harvey found the scene very poignant.
When Doug's back arched quite severely, Harvey knew
the man did it so that his ramrod was fully embedded
in his wife's sacred honey-hole. He didn't blink for
fear of missing the best part. The camera zoomed in
for a close-up and the full screen showed Dawn's
skillful fingers performing the most lewd act. The
fingers of her left hand held the puffy labia
separated and her other fingers rolled the pink clitty
around in a most frantic fashion. Also visible was
Doug's pelvis and Harvey envisioned the man's cock
deeply buried inside of Dawn. Harvey correctly assumed
the loud grunts and groans were from his wife and then
her body became extremely rigid.
Ray quickly panned back to show the whole scene of
animal lust. Doug wrapped his strong fingers around
Dawn's slim waist and he pounded his cock in and out
at a furious pace. The scene couldn't have been more
dramatic. Harvey realized his wife was getting royally
screwed and suddenly she was in the midst of something
that made him wince. Dawn's fingers moved a mile a
minute, as she masturbated with a stranger's cock
buried inside her womanly being.
Harvey anticipated an orgasm, but he was shocked when
it actually occurred. Dawn's body started thrashing up
and down and her fingers never slowed down. What made
it horrible for him was the way Doug simply arched his
back and thrust his cock into the core of her soul. At
the very end, Harvey witnessed the ultimate disgrace.
Doug shrewdly pulled his cock out and wrapped his
right hand around the pulsating shaft. He slowly and
deliberately squeezed out the last remaining drops of
male cum and let them fall on Dawn's vibrating
fingers.
Dawn's body remained in dramatic spasms for the
longest time and there seemed to be no reserve on her
willingness for sexual ecstasy. Then the disgusting
man rubbed his cock all over the back of Dawn's dainty
hands, almost as if he was doing it for the camera.
Harvey couldn't watch anymore. He shut the movie off,
as Dawn and the kids were expected home in awhile. He
paced nervously around the house and breathed a big
sigh of relief when his family returned. The rest of
the day turned out to be busy and there was no time
for any more movie viewing. They had time for a quick
brunch before relatives arrived for an afternoon
barbeque and an evening of social lounging.
The day turned out great and the time without worrying
about yesterday's affair proved beneficial to both
Dawn and Harvey. Their peace ended when the relatives
left and Harvey immediately insisted on resuming the
erotic story. He was actually grateful for the two
DVD's because he wouldn't have to wait for his wife to
write about the experience.
The company were barely out the door when the kids
left to visit their friends, which was another bonus
for the couple. Alone with her husband, Dawn instantly
noticed the concerned look on her husband's face. Many
things went through her head and in no time she was
too confused to think straight. She assumed Harvey
watched more of the torrid experience while she was
out that morning and really didn't know how to
continue her explanation.
Dawn noticed Harvey's eyes, which were focused
directly on her chest. She imagined her husband seeing
the newly pierced nipples even though she wore a bra
with extra padding at the ends to protect the very
tender buds. Dawn tried to hold her head up, but it
was hard because of the intense feelings of guilt. "I
never should have gone. I knew he would force me...
make me do rotten things and do things to my body."
"Let's hope the bastard keeps his word."
"I don't trust him."
"Let's hope. I watched some of the second disk. Up to
the where the scumbag had sex with you. What's left?"
Dawn immediately felt a powerful sense of shame. She
had a burning sensation on her pelvis and realized it
was time to tell her husband. Since it was dark when
they went to bed, Harvey still didn't know about the
newest tattoo. The significance and purpose of the
damning letter made her tremble with trepidation, as
she didn't know how to tell Harvey.
Harvey sensed his wife's remorse and wisely put his
arms around her. They sat on the living room sofa and
cuddled, which reassured Dawn that everything was
okay. The lights remained off giving the room a soft,
quiet ambience and then Harvey started the movie where
he left off. Dawn wasn't sure if she could take much
more. She felt the comforting hug of Harvey's arm
around her shoulders just as the television came
alive.
The guilt amplified when images of Doug's grossly
tattooed nakedness flashed on the screen. "He...
after, he made me stay on the table. Oh, gawd, you
know I'd never get another tattoo... especially one
where he put it."
All of a sudden Harvey sensed the total degradation of
his darling wife at the hands of two unscrupulous men.
The hint of Dawn getting her body tattooed again by
the bastardly Doug seemed overly exhilarating. The
tattoo artist moved a large cart of his equipment up
next to the table and it was obvious that he was
preparing for work on Dawn's body. Nothing was said,
as Doug proceeded to clean and cleanse the naked body,
and Harvey cringed when the man shaved Dawn's entire
lower extremities, even though they were already bald.
It was a mystery, as to whose heart was beating harder
or faster. Dawn was flushed and her body was on fire
while Harvey tried hard to keep his arms around her in
a comforting fashion. The movie was both scary and
enticing. The camera showed Dawn from the waist down
and the front of Doug's bare torso, as he stood next
to the table. The voices that came over the speakers
seemed to come from nowhere.
Harvey almost swallowed his tongue when Doug carefully
placed a stencil right beside Dawn's pussy. His heart
skipped a few beats when the paper was removed,
leaving a brazen outline of a fancy letter on Dawn's
pelvis. Whether it was necessary or not, Doug then
used a pen to make the imprint more defined. "What are
you going to tell hubby?"
There was no response and Doug wanted it that way. The
longer Dawn refused to speak, the longer he could
taunt and tease her. "I hope he liked the last one.
God lady, I dearly missed your beautiful ass." Doug
grabbed his tattoo instrument and turned it on and off
a couple of times just to scare her. "I want my
initial right next to the best pussy in town."
"Mmmmm," Dawn simply mumbled, refusing to give an
exact response.
Abruptly he started applying ink and used his tool to
etch the black letter into Dawn's flesh.
The buzzing of the machine was loud and Harvey had to
listen closely to hear voices. "What are you going to
tell hubby?" There was no response and Doug merely
continued inking the tattoo. "You're the best fuck."
"Mmmmm."
"You loved it, didn't you honey?"
"Mmmmm, nnnooo."
"I can still feel you creaming all over my dick. I
wish I could be there when hubby sees the tattoo."
The man was the most disgusting pig and Dawn's entire
body shivered at his vulgarity. "Aaaah."
"Don't worry honey. If hubby ever throws you out...
you can come live with me."
Harvey's eyes got bigger by the minute. The man
painstakingly applied ink, etched it into the skin,
and then wiped off the residue. The loud buzzing
sounds drowned out any voices and Harvey watched in
awe, as the drawing became the dreaded letter promised
by Doug. "I have to see it!"
Dawn was speechless. Nothing she could say seemed
right or appropriate for the moment. She slowly
lowered her pants and then remained still for a brief
time. When Harvey simply staring at her midsection,
Dawn slowly grabbed her panties and took them off.
There was still a small bandage over the sore spot and
she removed it. When Dawn straightened up, she
stretched out on the couch giving her husband a full
view of her discolored flesh.
Harvey stared at the letter unable to fathom another
man putting such a thing on his wife. The 'D' was very
fancy and what made it more demoralizing was the
flared tail ended up perilously close to the tip of
Dawn's labia. Fortunately Harvey was so preoccupied
with seeing the tattoo that he missed most of the
ending. The movie kept playing in the background until
the screen turned black and then the room became
deathly quiet.
***
It took about two weeks, but eventually Harvey
accepted his wife's newly anointed body. He actually
loved caressing Dawn's pierced nipples and when he
rolled his tongue around the golden trinkets in a
playful fashion, it turned him on like nothing he had
experienced. He was still a little disturbed by the
matching tattoos especially after learning the
significance of them. Knowing another man staked claim
to Dawn's precious jewels was very hard to swallow.
No matter how many times he tried reassuring himself
that Dawn simply masturbated because of Doug's threats
and forceful manner, Harvey still had doubts. He kept
envisioning his wife experiencing a dramatic orgasm
when she had sex with the horrible tattoo artist.
Harvey couldn't forget the images of Doug's smug face,
as he blasted his load of jizz into Dawn's belly. He
recalled the intercourse and had a hard time believing
any masturbation occurred.
From the time he watched the movies, Harvey kept
looking at his wife's face every time they had sex for
telltale signs like he noticed in the movie. Nothing
seemed to rival the lost abandonment of the tattoo
parlor sex and it took Harvey time to get over it. The
one thing he never doubted was Dawn's love, which
eventually eased the pain of the blackmail infidelity.
Probably the smartest thing Harvey did in his life was
taking his family on a two-week vacation. He needed a
rest and it turned out that his wife and kids did as
well. The first couple of days were fairly mundane,
but once they got fully settled into the comfortable
surroundings, things developed beyond expectations.
Luckily the parents had separate accommodations, as
the sex was hot and might have been called
animalistic. Each felt the reassurance of their
spouse's love and the inhibitions were forgotten when
they not only had sex, but also made love.
THE END
A special thanks to Brenda for suggesting the story
and I hope she is pleased with the outcome.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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