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Nicole
Tournay Is Abducted
Into Harem Nicole Is To Be In Annex Permanently May/03/2002 
"Man I'm in the limo and I want to rent one of your ladies for the weekend. Get in the back so we can talk. Phones can be bugged and I don't want anyone to know I'm even talking to you." High Diveden, knowing that he might make a pretty penny off of someone who drove in a limousine, ran over and got in the back expecting to see his client. But there was nobody there. He banged on the window and yelled. "Hey asshole, who are you, roll down the window. I like to see who I'm doing business with." The window stayed up, "I'm leaving the window up for obvious reasons, what I want is to buy one of your stable of girls. How much do you want for that bitch Nicole." "I don't sell girls, I rent them by the half hour." High Diveden would do anything if the price were right. Even sell a woman, especially a troublemaker like Nicole. She had been nothing but trouble since he found her walking the streets of Raleigh, hungry, alone and frightened. "How do I know you're not a cop, ready to bust me." In order to show that he wasn't a cop only a client John offered him 3 thousand for her. "To show you I'm serious about her I'll give you 3 grand cash for her hide. If I was a cop I just broke the law and you'll get off if I bust you. It's called entrapment." High Diveden thought about it for a minute and asked for 12. "I want twelve grand, she's one fine whore and brings in plenty for me." He lied through his teeth. She was nothing but trouble, but John didn't know that, yet. They haggled for a few minutes and eventually settled on 9 thousand dollars. "Open the box above the refrigerator in front of you." High Diveden opened it and took out a stack of hundreds. He counted it and it came to seven grand exactly. "That's 7 grand there, it's cash and it's yours if I can have her for 7." Being a multi-millionaire, 9 thousand wouldn't have bothered John, but it was the principle of the thing. He had 7 thousand to give for her and 7 is what he was going to give this pimp for her. Just because someone has money, doesn't mean that they don't like getting the best deal possible or coning someone. Plus he still liked to haggle and think that he had gotten the better of any deal. High Diveden smiled, "You bought yourself one fine ho my friend. How about rolling down the window and we'll shake on it." The window still stayed up, "No, I think not, get out of the limo and get her ass over here. Just so she won't be hard for me to get home, tell her I've rented her for the weekend and she'll be back in three days. Only we'll know that she's staying with me, for now." High Diveden began to get out of the car and turned back, "You sure you don't want to let me know who you are, I can get you quality goods on demand, It'll cost you more but I can get anyone you want." "No I think not, the less you know about me the better, I only do this kind of business with a person once. For obvious reasons." John wasn't no dummy. Five years of university and six in the navy seals had taught him to be cautious in all things. Never let someone know you're breaking the law. Those who get caught are the stupid ones. The really smart crooks usually don't get caught. They only time you hear about someone are when they make that one mistake, then their front-page news. Those who don't make mistakes you never hear about. High Diveden knew of what he spoke, you stay free and out of prison by limiting you risk. Don't take any chances that you don't have to and always do it your way when you're the buyer or if the seller, do the best you can. High Diveden got out of the limo and yelled, "Rodney go fetch that bitch Nicole, and tell her to get her ass over here pronto." The boy shot off running like a bat out of hell and headed to the corner that Nicole frequented. High Diveden looked at the limo's license number and memorized it. He was going to find out who this ass hole was, or else. It may make him more money latter. John wasn't any fool. He had made a fake license plate and used it only when he had to keep his identity unknown to those he came in contact with. It looked and passed as real, even to a cop. He took it off when not in use. High Diveden had 4 boys that ran the ages between 12 and 15, they did his bidding. They did whatever he wanted. Held his drugs, guns and ran errands for him. They where all underage and did the dirty work. That way if he was busted he wouldn't have any incriminating evidence on him, they would and being juveniles they would stay out of prison and not rat him out to the police to save themselves. But if they did, they knew that he would kill them, at the drop of a hot. He had killed one kid who tried to steal from him. He buried him so deep that even if the police knew exactly where to dig they wouldn't dig deep enough to find him. Rodney ran up to Nicole and told her that High Diveden wanted her ass now. "God I'm right in the middle of my best times. What does that fool want now?" She walked over to him. Two customers came up to her and she had to turn them down. As she walked along the street, she said, I hope it's worth it, that fool just lost himself 120 bucks. As she was walking up to her pimp she said, "You just lost 120 bucks for getting me over here." Once she was at High Diveden he told her, "I don't care about no lousy hundred and twenty bucks at this time." He then grabbed her by the arm and turned her towards the limousine, "You've just been rented for the weekend, by that fool over there. What he sees in you I don't know." She would be with him for the weekend and he would bring her back on Monday in the am. As she was walking over to the limo, High Diveden whacked her on the backside. I want you to treat him right, with the money he's paying I want him coming back for more." As she walked over to the car, John noticed how she walked. She looked real fine from the outside, with her cloths on. Nicole reached down for the car door handle, just as she touched it, it popped open and in she got. "So you want me for the entire weekend do you, I hope your man enough to last 3 whole days." But there was nobody there, the back seat was completely empty. She heard over the limo's PA system, "I sure am baby. I can only hope that you are woman enough and will survive 3 days with me." She laughed, "Men, they all think there great in bed, when very few actually are." The car pulled out. "What's your name baby." Nicole shifted her ass and farted. "The names Nicole, sweetie, what's yours." There was no answer from him. As she looked around the back of the car the PA system again came to life, "Nicole, it's going to be a long drive to your new home, I suggest you lay back and get some sleep." She decided to do just that. She lay back and almost immediately fell sleep. She woke up with a start as the car went over a pothole. Nicole looked around the back seat to see what she could find. Opening a small compartment in her door she was amazed to find a wade of money. There must be 10 thousand dollars there. She quickly deposited it in her handbag. If this imbecile was stupid enough to leave that kind of money in the back of his limo, than sure she thought he didn't deserve to keep it. But what Nicole didn't know was, that 10 grand was extra money in case her pimp had wanted more that the 7 thousand John was willing to pay for Nicole. Nicole thinking that she had just made another 10 thousand lays down on the seat and abruptly went back to sleep, thinking of what she could get with that much money. She could get away from that ass hole pimp of hers for one thing. For another, she could move back to Haiti, buy some locale store and work a decent job for a change. There would be no escape for Nicole though, ever! He watched the clock on the car's dashboard. Only one more hour to go. He just had to quench his desire to ride any faster, because he couldn't afford being stopped by a police car, having an accident or anything like that. Keep to the speed limit, he said to himself, we don't want to get stopped. Not that they would suspect that he had abducted her. Officially she wasn't abducted yet. Only him and the pimp know that he bought her. He wasn't going to tell anyone, Nicole didn't know what was happening to her ass and that stupid pimp didn't know who he was in the first place. But if anyone found out he had her than he wouldn't be able to abduct her, he'd have to let her ass go. That wouldn't be acceptable to him. It had cost him seven grand to buy this bitch and he wanted his money's worth out of her hide. He intended to get seven grands worth of fun out her before he killed her in some grotesque manner.
Nicole Tournay
Training Begins Finally they reached their destination. The mansion came into view as he drove up the long and winding driveway. John parked the limo inside the garage. He got out of the car and opened the back door. There she was fast asleep. He lifted her dress up to see what she had on under it, nothing but the smile of her pussy lips to greet his inquisitive eyes. He shook her awake, "Wake up baby, where home now." She slowly came to. What, hu, where am I. Your at my place. Remember, I rented you for the weekend, now get that hide of yours out of the limo." As she got out of the car, he could see that her dress was quite short. It had been the first time that evening that he had actually seen her. "Nice dress Nicole." As they walked towards the garage door into the house she answered, "Cost me plenty, but it's worth it, I can catch plenty of Johns with it." He laughed, "What is it." She retorted. "Nothing, a private joke." He thought it was funny for some reason that his name was also John, like the slang prostitutes and others used for their customers. As they walked toward the garage door into the house he put his hand up on her fine ass and patted it, "Nice ass isn't it." Was her reply to him patting her ass. He patted it again. "Yes it is, I'm going to have a lot of fun with it over the next little while." They started through a door directly from within the garage. Very convenient when you have a slut that you don't want anyone to see. John thought with a grin. Although the place was secluded, you never knew what creeps could be sneaking around out there. He turned the lights on, he quickly unlocked the door and hauled her into his house, before he checked if someone had seen then. She asked him what he was looking for; "I'm looking to see if anyone had seen us." The garage door then closed automatically. "Nobody out there, good" John locked the door, and turned to take a better look at his new property. It wasn't a dream; she was there for real. She sure was beautiful for a whore. His raging hard-on was almost bursting his pants. He reached down and adjusted his dick in his pants, so that it sat better. She was standing there looking at him, "What don't you want to have any of your white bread friends see you with a black whore." He turned to face her, "Not exactly baby." He turned her around and swatted her firm ass, "Now take off your cloths." He was so excited that he could feel his heart pump faster and harder than ever before. This was going to be the first time that he began the training of a new recruit to his harem up in the main house. "Boy your in some hurry aren't you, can't even wait until we're in the bedroom, can we?" She turned and started to get undressed right there in the pantry, her dress slide down to the floor and she wasn't wearing any panties, only her bra. He noticed some small scars on her ass. "How did you get those scars on your ass." He fingered them. She turned to face him; "It's personal and I don't want to talk about it." Personal ha, he'd find out about how that bitch got those scars by giving her some of his own. She'd be glad to divulge her little personal secrets, once he was though with her, but for now. He started to take off his shirt and undershirt as she took off her bra. When she was standing there naked, she said, "Where's the bathroom, I have to piss like a racehorse before we get started." "It's upstairs," He pointed to the stairway leading to the second floor. "Follow me." He left her cloths on the floor and took his shirt into the living room and dropped it on the sofa. They headed up the stairs, he still had on his pants. Once at the bathroom, she entered and started to shut the door, he stopped it from closing, "Like to watch do you, okay I'll give you the whole show." As she was walking over to the toilet he said, "The price I'm paying, I'll do whatever I want. Got that." "Yes." He could hear and see the piss as it came out of her. "What's your name." He made out like he didn't want her to know his name, "Since I don't want you to know who I am, you just call me Master, got that. If you don't know my name or where you are there won't be any recriminations later on." She of course thought that he meant recriminations from her, or more importantly her pimp High Diveden, once she was back in Raleigh. But of course he meant recriminations from the authorities when dealing with her disappearance. That is if the police ever knew or suspected that she had disappeared. She stood up and flushed the toilet. "Got it, whatever you want, as you said, you're the one paying." They walked into the bedroom and she headed for the bed, "Start by lying on your stomach woman." As she lay on the bed he could still see those small scares on her black ass. He had deliberately picked her because she was darker than Barbara was. She was also quite a bit younger. Couldn't have been older that 21 or 2 at the most. John walked over to the bed and sat down on it. "Now remember Nicole I want you to call me Master at all times, do you understand." She looked up at him and answered, with a laugh in her voice "Yes Master." She thought it was funny that he wouldn't just pick a different name from his own. Why she wondered did he pick as a name, master. Oh well what did she care, he was the boss for now. John then reached down and gently rubbed her black ass. "Good Nicole." He patted it gently. He wanted so much to tan it raw. But this wasn't quite the time or place. He would wait a couple of hours. Until after he had fucked her to see if she was worth all the expense and trouble that he had taken to acquire that hide of hers. "Turn over on your back Nicole." As she turned over and spread her legs she said, "Yes Master." As she lay there and breathed in heavily her tits moved up and down to that heavy breathing. He could see them there, ripe and ready. Her soft thighs and hips pressed against his side. John then mounted her, his hard cock was nestling against Nicole's pussy getting ready for action. John could see that she felt his cock against her, and knew what it wanted with her. Then he leaned down and kissed her full red lips. They tasted like strawberries. "You taste like strawberries Nicole. There my favorite fruit." Her body shuddered. "Most men like the taste Master, that's why I wear it." Meanwhile, John's big hands went to work. He ran them up to her tits, which weren't particularly huge, but quite satisfactory for his tastes. How John liked big tits, but these would do in a pinch. That's probably why he abducted big tit women. In a moment he had a handful of fresh young tits in his hands. He squeezed them hard. "Ouch, that hurts Master." "I'm sorry Nicole, I'll try to watch myself." He would watch himself until he had officially abducted her, than she would be ouching all over the place and he wouldn't be apologizing then. Instead she'd get a good spanking for complaining, but for now it was I'm sorry Nicole. Damn, they felt mighty fine, big and full, but with a young girl's firmness. Not like Betty's or Barbara's. The girl was still panting, laying on her back on the bed, one leg on either side of him. Her tits now lay fully exposed, jiggling in the darkness, the nipples where erect. John leaned down and took one of the nipples in his mouth. You should have seen the look in her eyes as he did that, and she moaned softly as he began to suck. John sucked it hard, then did the other one. Fuck, those titties were fine. Meanwhile, he began to fuck her hard, "Oh no!" the girl screamed, and they had a short wrestling match. Her leggy thighs squirming from side to side. Now her legs were kicking on each side of John. Her muscular thighs wrapped around John's hips. "God yes, god yes", the girl kept moaning, "harder, harder, yes," he grinned at her. John's cock began to chew into her, as she gasp, "oh god yes, oh yes, push, really hard. Ohhhh! Master yes more, more." Nicole gave a high-pitched scream as John rammed all 9 inches into her deepest crevices. Her eyes flew open wide. Laughing, John pushed deeper into her twisting waiting hips. Skewering Nicole on his potent manhood. For a whore he found out that she had a relatively short twat, wide from all its use, but short. Boy was he glad for that. If it can't be filled sideways then lengthways he would be satisfied at least. Fuck, it felt great in there. Nice, moist and short. John was leaning over her, his nose touching hers, staring into her brown eyes, flattening himself against her big breasts. The breast spread out. Her black hair lay spread out on the bed. Her full red lips were open and pursed; he kissed them and ran his tongue into her mouth and played around inside for awhile, while down below John's cock got accustomed to its new home and his property. John then pulled his prick out partway, and then stuck it back hard. He rammed it in harder than she had expected. Nicole squealed, "Ohhhh, ohhhh, that's the way Master, That's the way deeper, Deeeeeper. You know how it's done Master. John liked that sound. Whether she was faking it or actually needed to make those sounds he didn't know. He didn't really care, as long as Nicole pleased him. That's all that matter to him. Once she was in his harem she would be taught to satisfy him in every way. John did it again, and again. "Nicole wiggle that ass more." He porked her faster and faster. Her firm tits bounced and rippled with each thrust. She squealed each time that he drove it home. Her warm soft thighs squirmed and twisted around him. Even though he was inside now, Nicole kept gyrating and trying to buck him off. She was still trying to please him, make him feel like a man. If only she knew what awaited her poor backside when he was though fucking her, if only she knew. John's smile changed from one of delight at fucking this bitch, to one of sadistic glee at what he was about to do to her ass. Nicole was still clueless that she had been abducted, but he liked her spirit. There was all nine inches of bloated cock meat inside her now, chewing right into her belly, and it would have taken a harness and a tractor to pull him out of her now. He was a big puppy dog with a fresh piece of meat, and wasn't going to stop until he had gotten what he wanted. So John just kept knocking her back onto the bed, never breaking his stride John's prick chewed deep into her womanhood, pumping in and out of her body. No way was his cock leaving that until he had shot his entire load deep and hard. "Yes Nicole, move those hips more, move those hips faster." John's thick hairy balls slapped against her pussy. That was the only sound except for their heavy breathing and Nicole's squeals. She twisted on the business end of his organ, like a fish on a hook and he was reeling her in slowly and carefully. John thrust deeper into her. After a minute he got down to the short strokes. In no time at all he felt the familiar rush of his seed coming up from his balls and down thick bloated cock shaft. John tried to hold back the torrent, until he got his prick right at the gate of her womb. Then John plunged it in as deep as it could go and held her tight against himself. "Here you go, Nicole!" He took a deep breath. "Here comes your first load!" He crowed. Then it exploded inside her. "Ohhhh," Nicole whispered, so quiet he could hardly hear her. Her big brown eyes stared into his, and then began to cream over as his sperm pumped into her. It came fast and heavy, seed after glorious seed, storming down his cock and planting itself deep into her fucked body. He sprayed again and again, shit, John thought he'd never stop, as he finished her off right there on the bed. Another big spurt and her whole body jerked. Then another. She went limp, and her legs stop kicking. It was over. John fired one last spurt between her soft thighs, then pulled out. "Wonderful Nicole, wonderful. That's the best lay I've had from a black woman ever." She did know her business, probably from the 100's of clients doing exactly what he was doing now. But what she didn't know at that moment was that he would be the last man to fuck her. She would only be performing for him in the future. "Thanks Master, you where great as well." Ah Master, he loved having her call him Master. If she only knew that he was her master now, truly and for the rest of her life, her master. She would be his for the rest of her stinking life. Doing everything he and Betty ordered her to do. He didn't know or care if those sounds she made where for real or just an act to satisfy and make him happy. But she would learn what and how to do it in the future, once she had a couple of layers removed off that hide of hers. He had seen her put the 10 thousand into her handbag and she was going to be taught what he does to thieving little whores in his harem. He had decided to give her 30 with his father's razor strap for stealing his money. He would instruct her in the proper way to act. Her parents and pimp may not have, but he sure the hell would. Even if it meant removing her hide one square inch at a time, one square inch at a time. John then cleaned his prick with a T-shirt that he kept handy for just this eventuality and then stood up and walked out into the hallway. This time it was his turn to piss. Nicole had gotten out of bed and followed him to watch John piss this time. Once he started John kept pissing and pissing and pissing. He didn't think it would ever stop. As John finished pissing he turned around, "Ah, come to see the show have we Nicole." She smiled, her lipstick smudged. "Yes Master, and what a show it was. It didn't know one human being could piss that much." John escorted Nicole back into the bedroom and gave her a firm whack on the rump. His cock leaped up again, erect and throbbing. When Nicole saw it, she said, "God again, what are you an animal." John put his hands on her warm slender shoulders and pushed her to her knees. "Yes baby, I told you I could give it out. If I fuck you to death that's your problem." Then John stuck his cock into her face. "Give your Master a blowjob, Nicole, and make sure you swallow every drop." For a long second Nicole just stared long and hard at his cock. Her big brown eyes were pinned on the veined prick that had conquered her, and the huge hairy balls that had filled her full of triumphant seed. John's cock just got longer and harder the more she looked at it. It was ready for her and there was no other choice, and this youngster knew it. She turned her pretty young face up to him. She hesitated, then closed her eyes tight. Then she slowly opened her mouth wide. "Fucking yeah," John muttered, as he saw his invitation and took it. His long snake slithered into her mouth. It bulged out her left cheek, and then her right, as inch by inch he pushed it into her face. Grabbing her by the hair; it was long and silky soft, he pushed her head towards his. His dick head that is. Then he slowly forced her head down onto his organ, stuffing his ugly pulsating meat into her mouth. It chewed into her. John could feel her milky white teeth, and her soft warm tongue. When there wasn't any action he gave her head a quick slap. That did it, John began to feel suction. "Ouch, watch it Master. Not so rough." She said it in a mouth full of cock muffled voice. He smiled, "Okay baby." If she thought this was rough what would she think when she was down in the harem, he wondered. Nicole was giving him a great blowjob. "Open your eyes bitch, and that tongue of yours, what do you think it's there for." John instructed her. She obeyed immediately. The suction increased, and her tongue began to rasp up and down his cock. Her eyes opened and stared at the thick breeding rod between her lips. John's prick punching between her hanging hair. The only sounds were his satisfied grunting, the wet sucking sounds from Nicole, and the slap of hairy balls against her cheeks. She was now completely dedicated to the task, her legs curled up underneath her, her eyes staring at John's triumphant manhood, sucking and slurping on its business end. John thought he'd died and gone to fucking heaven. Nicole was great. It felt damn fine, as his cock got sucked and stroked by her tongue. "Ohhhh, Ohhhh, Ohhhhhhh." Was all John could say. She was the best mouth fuck he had in a long time. John tried to hold it in, but there was no way he could keep his load for long in this kind of situation. Beside, time was short. So he grabbed Nicole's head with both of his hands, and pushed his prick all the way down her throat. She twisted and gagged, and then his load started down to its destiny. For some reason she tried to pull away, but he was having none of it. John was enjoying the blowjob too much for some bitch to ruin it now. He held her little head tight and then fired a full long stream directly into her brains. Or that's what it seemed to the both of them. She swallowed as well as she could. Sperm spurted from her mouth and dribbled down her chin. John fired again, and again, as she choked and struggled. Then he shot the last load of his day's work and pulled out of her face. There was a red ring around John's cock, where her lips had met. She collapsed on the floor, a look of defeat and shock on her face, semen oozing from the corner of her mouth. "God damn, I feel fine." John grabbed her by the ear and back of the hair and pulled her to her feet. "What the hell do you think your doing, Master?" He didn't answer her question John just slapped her on the backside and said, "Get over on the bed again." As his hand left her backside, her hand shot over the sore backside and she said, "Ouch, watch it Master, your not my real master and this isn't 1855." As she walked over to the bed John picked up his t-shirt and wiped her mouth and chin of his semen. But she walked over to the bed any ways and lay down on her back. "Don't even get off that bed until I tell you to." John then went to the cupboard and got out the waist/hand and leg restraints. When he got back to the bedroom she looked at him and said, "What do you think your going to do with those things." John sat down on the bed and said, "I'm going to have some kinky sex with you now. Lift your stomach so I can put this around your waist." "No", she retorted. "What the fuck is it." "It's a restrain for those wrists of yours." He then bent over and whispered in her ear, "Come on you'll have some fun maybe. Besides you don't want to piss that pimp of yours off do you." She lifted her stomach, "No I don't, So go ahead and we'll see. You have to promise me that if I don't like it you'll remove it." As John started to put the waist/hand restrain under her stomach he said, "Sure of course baby, I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do. I'm your customer, not an animal." John smiled at that little white lie. By the time he was through with that ass of hers, she knew exactly what an animal he truly could be. Once John had the restraint around her waist, he turned her over and fastened her hands to the sides of it. She tried the restraints and found that she couldn't get her hands away from her body. They where pinned there securely. Then he picked up the ankle restraints and put them on her ankles. Now she couldn't move her arms while her legs, because of the 15-inch chain between the ankle restraints could only move about 8 inches for each step. John then turned her over onto her stomach and swatted her ass again. This time she yelped, "Ouch, watch it Master." He swatted her ass again and she yelped again, "Ouch, get me out of this contraption, I don't care for your treatment." He laughed. "No I don't think so, you're in there for the night now baby." John then patted her ass and again said "For the night." She tried to get up but couldn't. All she could do was squirm. She started to scream. John didn't think anyone was going to hear her, but he didn't take any chances. He then went and got a ball gag and gagged her. He fitted it around her head and then rolled the ball into her mouth. It was there to stay and no amount of struggling or screaming would loosen any of it. As she lay there she looked up at him with the most pitiful eyes, John exclaimed to her. "We might as well get one thing straight Nicole. I didn't rent you for the weekend from that fuckin' pimp of yours. I paid him 7 thousand dollars to buy you. You are now my property. Bought and paid for. To do with as I fuckin' please and what pleases me you're not going to like." As she screamed some more, John got up and went to the cupboard again and brought back a leather strap. When she saw that she panicked and started to try and get off the bed. "Now, Now my dear. I'll have none of that." Sitting there on the bed John patted Nicole on the ass, "Pretty soon this strap is going to play a lively tune on this ass of yours." He chuckled as she struggled trying to get off the bed. The gag muffled her voice a bit but he could plain hear her begging, "Get me out of this contraption, you don't have the right to treat me like this." Grabbing her by her arms and getting her to her feet. John sat down on the bed and turned her squirming body over his knee. She screamed even louder. But with the ball gag he could hear her but he doubted if anyone on the first floor could even hear her, let alone outside of the house. She couldn't put her hands up to protect her bottom as most women did as soon as you put them over a knee. All she could do was lay there and squirm, hoping upon hope that nothing would be done to her. But John had other ideas about that. John reached over to the nightstand, got her handbag and took the 10 grand out that she had stolen from him. "See this money bitch, it was a test to see if you would steal from me. You failed the test and now I'm going to give you your failing grade." John picked the strap up off the bed and then it started, lining up the strap against the middle of her tender backside, drawing it up and cracking it down onto Nicole's skin. She winced, more at first from the shock of the blow than from the pain, although it had been a hard stroke, he was saving the worst for later. A most pleasing thin welt appeared on her black hide. It was difficult to see being she was dark skinned. But see it he did. She screamed out, Crack, "Ahhh, oh no, no this isn't right." The second stroke was just above the first, and perfectly parallel with it. Again, the firmness of the crack was apparent in her response, Crack, "Ooohhhh, ouch, no, no, don't, I'm soooooo sorry, for whatever you think I've done to you." He adjusted her position over his knee, and thwacked the strap came down once more, slightly harder and lower this time, and before she had had time to react, John drew it back and delivered another stroke directly on top of the previous one, and then a third. She cried out, the fiery nature of the weal that was rapidly spreading across that young backside of her posterior revealing the effectiveness of the blows. With each crack she let out a wail of pain. Crack, Crack, Crack, "Ouch, ouch, ouch." It went on like this with each crack of the strap on her backside. He continued with the beating, each blow being brought down across her thighs, building up a firm rhythm of strokes. John watched her squirming across his knee, the discomfort of her position, and of the whipping, clearly beginning to have its effect. Before too long, the welts on her backside and thighs were merging into one another, the individual trace-marks of the strap no longer visible amongst the multiplicity of strokes. He stopped and put the strap down on the bed for a moment to admire his handwork. His hand rubbed her sore backside. As it did she squealed in pain " "No, p p-lease stop I can't take it, no more pleeeeeease." John removed his hand from her backside and picked up the strap again, "I am now going to complete your punishment, Nicole. And I warn you that this time I intend to make it hurt." As she squirmed over his knee he could hear her say, "Hurt, it already hurts Master, now please stop. I can't take it any more." She had called him master for a lack of anything else to call him. She didn't even know his name. As he brought the strap down again he said, "Of course you can take it, I've barely begun you training." "Pleeeeeease Master, no more no," Crack, "Ouch, Oh no please," Crack, "Ouch." John again lined the strap up across the center of her backside, then lifted it high up above his head, and brought it down with all of his force. She screamed, loudly, and broke into immediate sobs. Crack, "No, please, noooooo" And then, several seconds later, as she composed herself. He did it again, Crack, "Ouch, oh no this is too much, get me out of this contraption, right now you little bastard." "That bitch was the last thing that you should say in your position." She was crying at this point. John brought the strap down 5 times in quick secession, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack. It was so fast that she didn't cry out until the fourth crack of the strap on her ass, "Yeeeeoooow, noooooo, no, no, no." "Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo." John had to say that the sight of her, bent nude over his knee, with just one, clear, straight line burning into her bottom, was quite memorable. And it became even more memorable as he continued, strapping her with blow after blow, whipping the strap down as harshly as he could. She was crying even more now, and the pain was clear to behold from the way in which she tried as best she could to buck off his knee within the cords that tied her arms and legs securely in place. As the final blow fell, low down, again at the join of buttocks and thighs, with all his strength, her scream piercing the still air in the bedroom, "Ouch, noooooo, please not again. It hurts so much." "Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo." As he put the strap down he again put his hand to her bottom. His work done for the time being John rubbed her bottom. As he did the muscles tightened in her rump and she moaned. "Ohhhh, please stop, please." He knew that by rubbing his hand across her tender backside it caused almost as much pain as the actual strap would, but without the damage to he ass. In this way he could cause her more pain but with no actual damage to the merchandise. He wanted to protect that as long as he could. For the longer she lasted in his harem, the more fun they would be having. She continued to cry, "I'm through with the spanking Nicole, but I'm sure there will have to be spankings in the future, many, many more times in your miserable life. I advise you in the future to mind me or a repeat of this spanking will be carried out." John let her lay there for a good five minute as he observed her swollen ass. He had enjoyed himself and knew that this was going to be one fine addition to his harem. After the five minutes were up he started to help her to her feet. Nicole was a bit sluggish and he had trouble standing her up on her wobbly legs. Her bottom must have been unfire. As she got to her feet she could remember the last time she had seen her father. He had caught her fucking old Reverend Miller and she had had a razor strap taken to her than as well. She stood there in front of him. "Nicole I'm going to remove the ball gag now. If you make any loud noises, I'll put it back in and tan that ass of yours all over again. Do you understand" At this point all she could do was shake her head up and down, indicating that she did in deed understand. There were tears running down her checks and off the end of that nice chin. John then removed the gag and dropped it to the bed. She just stood there, tears running down her face. In all John had administered 22 cracks of the strap on her backside. "Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo."
Nicole Tournay
Brought Down Into Dungeon Annex He then turned her around and pulled her slowly towards the study and the secret door that went down into his harem. Once at the study he put a cloth bag over her head so that she wouldn't see the way into the harem. She just stood there passively crying. Not knowing what John was going to do to her next. Hoping upon hope that it would all turn into a bad nightmare, but knowing in her heart that it wasn't going to. Opening the secret door he picked her up over his shoulder and entered the door, closing it tightly behind himself. He then pushed the buzzer to indicate to his charges in the harem that he was on his way down. John then carried her down the long flight of stairs. She squirmed a bit as she heard the door clang shut so he reached up and gave her one firm whack on the bottom. Swat, "Yeeeeeeow." Was her only response. As he continued walking down the stairs John said. "Hold still or you'll fall and hurt yourself. Your too fine a prize, to get hurt at this stage in the fun." He carried her all the through the maze of corridors. John turned and repeated his steps a number of times so that she would be confused about the way out if she tried to escape. Not that he expected her to try to escape. But she might, so he didn't take any chances. Careful all the way, was his motto in his goings and comings. As each of the doors clanged shut behind them, Nicole became more and more apprehensive about her situation. She was still crying quietly. Not so much from the pain anymore, although that was still predominant in her mind, but because of her plight and the fear at what lay ahead for her. "Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo, Hoo." She was scared shitless and didn't know what this animal was going to do to her. When was he going to kill her outright? She didn't want to die and had long ago vowed to herself to hang on and make it through whatever ordeal this low-life decided put her through. Once through the final door John put her down on the floor. He removed the hood from her head that he had placed over her to confuse and scare her. She quickly looked round and saw that they where in a small corridor with a steel door at one end and a curtain at the other. She had stopped crying at this point in her journey through the corridors and into her personal hell. "Where are we?" John immediately swatted her ass with his hand. "That's where are we Master, you will forever and always call me Master. If not, you will have this fine ass of yours spanked and I don't mean one piddling swat on your ass." "Yes Master." Now Nicole I want to reiterate everything one last time that I've told you before. "I've abducted you to be my S and M sex slave." Nicole started to speak "Master what is," but John put his hand up and silenced her. She immediately stopped talking. "As I was saying before being rudely interrupted. Nicole, I've abducted you into my S and M harem and you are here to serve me and only me. If I think you need it you will be punished. A punishment could be anything from standing you in the corner to getting whipped unconscious." She stood there until she believed he was through talking, once he seemed to be through she exclaimed, "But people will be looking for me, they'll find me, they will." John smiled at this ridiculous pronouncement; "Just who do you think is going to look for you, your pimp, the police, your family. Your pimp sold you to me, he doesn't care about your fate. The police, they don't even know you're among the missing or really care about some cheap two-bit whore. Your family, I'm sure they gave up on you years ago." A tear began to fall from her eye. He was right that nobody was going to miss her. "Oh god this can't be happening to me, it can't." She had turned to look away from him. John turned her to face him, "Well it has Nicole, and I'm going to enjoy every minute of your hell, you may not, but I most certainly will my dear." John was getting a hard-on just thinking about her predicament. "Before we go into my harem and you meet your new friends, I'm going to give you one last warning about what's what. In the future you will be calling me Master at all times, a woman who I will be introducing you to in a minute will be called Matron. If you break any of the rules that you will eventually be learning you will be punished. Do you understand Nicole?" She bowed her head and looked at the ground. "Yes I do Master." She was beginning to sniffle, not actually cry, but sniffle. That she was managing to hold back for the moment. John then grabbed her arm and started to pull her towards the curtain at the end of the corridor. What her fate would ultimately be she didn't know. All she could think of was to make sure that she obeyed this ass hole, for if she didn't she might be beaten again, or worse dead in some grotesque manner. John had no intention of putting her in the main harem with the other three women. He wanted her for one purpose only to torture and have fun with. If she only lasted one day so be it, if she lasted three months before she died all the better. But dead she was in any case. She just didn't know that yet. As they emerged from the corridor Nicole could see three women standing there, buck-naked. They had their heads lowered and didn't say a think as John pulled Nicole over to them. "Well ladies this is my new toy, her name is Nicole. Say hello to her." They each said at the same time, "Hello Nicole." John introduced each of them to Nicole, "This redhead with the shaved pussy is Frederica, this redhead with the huge tits is Betty Lou, but you'll call her Matron at all times. This black bitch is Barbara." He turned to Nicole and singled out Betty Lou, "Now remember Nicole, you are to call Betty Lou, Matron at all times. If you don't she has my permission to paddle you. She is in charge of my harem when I'm not here and is in charge of the three of you, Barbara Frederica and you now." "Yes Master." Nicole was still sniffling. John then turned Nicole towards the dungeon and shoved her along, "Betty, you and Frederica come with me." Both ladies answered, "Yes Master." As they got over to the top of the dungeon stairs John turned around, "Oh yes, Barbara you go about your regular duties." "Yes Master." Barbara was beginning to think that he was going to make her stand there forever. Nicole turned to John, "Master what are you going to do to me." As John smiled, he chuckled a sadistic little chuckle, "Hu, Hu, Hu, Why my dear I'm going to torture you to death, what else." Nicole quickly turned and ran for the door. She didn't get very far, Betty Lou and Frederica where on her ass before she went half way. Betty Lou said, "Where do you think your going Nicole." Nicole couldn't fight them as her wrists where still restrained to her sides. She couldn't run, for the leg restraints where still secured and kept her feet from being more that 8 inches apart, The two women had a hold of Nicole, one on each side, as they brought her back to the top of the stairs and down them. John had already started down the stairs. Knowing that his two little helpers knew what had to be done. Nicole begged, "Please don't let him do this. Let me go, we can overpower him and free ourselves. This isn't necessary. It isn't right." She started to cry. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."
Nicole Tournay
First Torture Session Once John was at the bottom of the stairs, he gave Betty Lou her instructions, "The two of you put her into the stand up spanking bench." This bench was a railing about four feet high and about 2 feet wide with leather over some padding on the top. There was another railing running off it about 2 feet high and 3 feet long. Nicole was placed over it and each of her hands was fastened to a leather binding at the end of the 3-foot long railing sticking out from the main padded railing. Her legs where fastened to either side of the base. There she was splayed out and ready for slaughter. The leg restrain and waist/wrist restraint lay on the floor about five feet away from her. Nicole was bent over and quite helpless. She had begun to cry. "Frederica get me the electric prod out of the cabinet." "Yes Master." Frederica went over to the cabinet and got the prod. It was two feet long and one inch wide with a small rod coming out the end about 6 inches and half an inch in diameter. John took the prod from her. Nicoles head shot up, "Electric prod, oh my no. What are you going to do with that dreadful thing." "Betty Lou spread her ass cheeks." As she did John stuck the rod into Nicole's anus about 3 inches. "Let go of her ass now Betty." As he stuck the prod into Nicole's ass she moaned, "Ooohhhh, ooohhhh." John then pulled the trigger on the electric prod. Nicole's muscles tensed and she went stiff and tried to stand erect. But because of the restraints couldn't. She screamed "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, oh god no please don't. Just kill me and get it fucking over with." She was trying to stand and was struggling to get out of her restraints. She wasn't calling him Master. But then he didn't really expect her to or really care. With what she would be going through it really wasn't necessary. He had only said that for the three women he already had, to hear. She would be tortured anyway. So why would she call him Master? He then pulled the trigger on the electric prod again, ""Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Then again. "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Nicole kept screaming with that third shock. She screamed for some time before she quit. Each of the four times John pulled the trigger her body convulsed and she screamed. He had a hard-on as he did it. He gave the prod to Betty, "Put this away and get me the small buggy whip." "Yes Master." The small buggy whip was a whip that was stiff, except for 2 feet at the end. It was five feet in length. As Betty went over to the equipment cabinet John had Frederica spread Nicole's ass cheeks. When she did he bent over, put his hand on Nicole's backside, and looked at his handiwork. He could see her anus was raw and there was a trickle of blood coming out of it. The prod has done its job well. "Betty, also get me a rag." "Yes Master." Betty had already started back with the buggy whip, so she turned back and got the rag. When she got to the stand up spanking bench and John, she handed him the rag. "Thank you my dear." John put the rag against Nicole's anus and rubbed the blood away. Nicole screamed again. "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." She thought he was going to shock her again. Plus her anus was raw and hurt like hell, even to the touch. As John touched her anus, it quivered and got smaller, contracting. It was an involuntary reflex to his touching it. Nicole wasn't thinking clearly enough to have contracted it any other way. Nicole was now constantly crying. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John was quite proud of his work, he fingered her anus with his left hand and slowly rubbed his dick with his right hand. He had an enormous hard on. "God yes, look at how raw that anus is Frederica." "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Frederica bent and examined it, she knew if she didn't she might be replacing poor Nicole over the bench. "Yes it is Master, you do fine work. Like a great artist sculpting a statue." Frederica reached down and also rubbed the side of his dick. He slapped her hand away. John was sexually excited, for this was the first time he had ever actually torture anyone. Oh, he had spanked a lot of women and even beat his three charges unmercifully at times. But he had never actually tortured any of them. He found that he liked it and it turned him on more than giving a well-needed spanking to anyone. He was going to enjoy torture many women in the future, all sizes, colors and ages. Frederica stood up and there was a tear in her eye. She brushed it away before John could see it. She couldn't understand how a son that she had raised could turn out to be such a sick, sadistic prick. She thought to herself that if she could she'd go back in time and make sure that she got an abortion, she would. Even if she had to hold herself down and forcibly give her one personally. John stood up and reached out to Betty Lou, "Buggy whip please." Betty handed him the whip, "Here it is Master." He said it like a surgeon asking a nurse for a scalpel. Precise and to the point. Nicole was still crying and was oblivious to what was going on around her, "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John stood back a few feet and flicked the buggy whip a couple of times in the air. On the third time it hit Nicole across the ass. Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Than again. Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." And again, and on and on and on. Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." At this point Nicole was only crying, that is when she wasn't screaming from the beating John was inflicting on her backside with the buggy whip. He had a very sadistic smile on his face. One Frederica had never seen on him in his entire life. She could see that he was enjoying torturing Nicole. This is a side of her son that she had never seen before. Abducting and spanking women was one thing, but torturing them to death was quite another. Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." "Frederica get over her and finger my dick while I'm whipping Nicole." Frederica went over to her son and got down on her knees and gently began to rub the tips of her fingernails along his massive erect cock. Every five seconds he would whack Nicole's ass with that buggy whip. Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Frederica I'm about to cum, suck me off. John stopped the beating long enough for Frederica to reposition herself and put John's dick into her mouth. She then began to give him a blowjob. His dick was throbbing in her mouth and she could feel the start of an orgasm. She was moving her mouth up and down his shaft as she continued to finger the part of his dick that wasn't in her mouth. It pulsed in her mouth, contracting then expanding, then contracting again. It went on like this for some minutes. Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." As he came into Frederica's mouth he stopped the beating and dropped the whip. He put his hands on either side of her head and as she moved her head up and down his shaft his hands went with her head. She made sure to swallow every drop of his cum. Once he was through shooting his load into her mouth she withdrew his dick and sucked what didn't go down her throat. John just stood there and admired his handwork on Nicole's ass, as Frederica sucked every inch of his dick clean. "That's it Frederica, I think it's clean." Frederica stood up and stepped back a few paces. John went over to Nicole and rubbed her ass with his hand, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Nicole screamed between the crying as he rubbed her very sore and cut ass. The skin on her ass was lined with small 6 to 8-inch cuts. There was 15 nice lines cut into her fine black ass. As he rubbed, John could feel the pulsating of her muscles and the blood rushing through the cuts. "God that's nice, isn't it lady's" Betty and Frederica both said at the same time. "Yes it is Master." With Betty reaching out and rubbing Nicole's ass as well. John slapped her hand away. "Betty, up to the master bedroom, stand in the corner once your there." "Yes Master." She headed out and up to the bedroom. John turned to Frederica, "You are to undo Nicole's restraints and help her over to the annex and put her on the bed, On her stomach. Then get some salve and apply a generous helping to her and into her anus, and I mean into her anus and finally on her ass. You are to treat her anus, ass and any other party of her hide that needs it this way once a day until further notice. After that go about your regular work. And make sure to lock the annex cage door. I don't want my property to be walking around the compound." "Yes Master." John picked up the rag off the edge of the bench and handed it to Frederica. "You've got cum on your mouth. Clean it off. When she took the cloth from John he began to walk slowly up to the master bedroom as Frederica did as she was told. She put the rag to her mouth and wiped. It had the smell of, cum, sweat, blood and shit on it.
Betty Lou Has Sex
With John John got to the master bedroom, there stood Betty Lou standing in the corner like a disobedient child. He went over to the bed and sat down. Patting his knee, "Get that gorgeous ass of yours over her Betty and sit down on my knee." Betty Lou turned and rushed over to her Master and sat on his knee, with her legs spread wide apart. John began to kiss her and his hand went between her legs and he fingered her cunt. She embraced him and reached down to his prick and fingered its massive length. They did this for several minutes until John couldn't take it any longer, he gave Betty one firm crack on her rump. Crack, "Ouch." "Up on the bed bitch, and spread those legs of yours. Daddy's coming with a gift." Betty got up and got her ass on the bed and lay there with her legs spread as John stood up and began to mount her body. "God Betty that hide of yours gets better by the day." John thought back to what he had just done to Nicole's ass and that made his hard-on even bigger. Betty felt his legs pressing her thighs wider apart. His knees came up to rest against her inner thighs. She looked up into his eyes. God she hatted this she thought to herself. But she still reached up and took his penis in her hand and guided it between the folds of my pussy. John groaned, his eyes closing at the pleasure. "You're good Betty, you're better than anyone I've ever had. Even my girlfriend." He began to press in and Betty gasped as she felt the lips of her vagina wrapping around the thick head of his manhood. His hips fell and his rigid flesh slowly sank into her. Betty began to moan. He was so big and she was still so tight after all this time with him raping her. They both grunted when their pelvis bones met and he was fully inside her. He began to withdraw and it felt like he was pulling her insides out with his penis. She never did enjoy his manhood, but what could she do but act as if she enjoyed it. Her vagina gripped him so tight, she never wanted this but said. "Fuck me harder you beast. I can take it, more, more." Then, with a grunt, he swiftly drove back in, making her cry out. "Aaaaahhhh, yes, that's it, harder, faster. As he began to thrust in and out, she felt the fire growing inside her. He may be raping her so to speak, but she was still a woman and when sex was forced on her she still had certain feelings. She had grown used to him by now and it actually turned her on when they had sex. She wished he was dead, but her inner urges still came through at these moments. The first few times she didn't get turned on when she was forced to have sex, but now she was. "Oh, John," she moaned, "You don't know how I-I've wanted this," she lied all the time during sex to him. Rather act like she wanted it then disappoint him and get a beating. John didn't need any encouragement, but it did make him feel good to think that she might actually want him. His rhythm increased and soon he was hammering into her so deeply Betty felt his thickness beating against my cervix. She met each powerful penetration, driving his buttocks up, trying to pull him in even deeper. The orgasm began deep within her, a fluttering inside that suddenly flashed and burned through her entire being. Betty's entire body spasmed and she screamed in rapture. "Yeah, that's it, that's it," John whooped. He pounded her harder and tried to make her squeal like the pig she was. As her flames of ecstasy waned, John suddenly changed tempo, thrusting with long, sharp jabs, and Betty began to spasm again. Each time one orgasm ended, he knew just how to alter his stroke to send her shrieking into another. As she orgasmed it turned him on more and more. He thrusted into her even harder. He seemed to go on forever, his beating hips growing more forceful and intense with each deep piercing. Betty's body urged and coaxed him on, her buttocks pounding against the bed as again and again she pushed herself up into him, taking him in, swallowing as much of him as she could into herself. Betty's spasming vagina pulling and clutching at his sweet flesh. Then John could feel it, he was about to cum himself, "Betty, oh, god, Betty, I-I'm going to, I'm cumming." She felt him trying to pull away, but she quickly wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and heard herself crying, "No, baby, no, stay inside me! Come in me, baby. Give it to me, fill me, fill me, come in me, come in me. Fuck me bold legged you animal." That sent John over the edge. His fingers dug into her tits as he drove himself violently in, the head of his penis hammering into Betty's deepest recesses. The hard flesh clenched tightly in her vagina suddenly swelled up and then, with a fierce throb, it gushed his hated seed into her. She wished that he would die of a heart attack or stroke during the sex and that was what she was really trying to do to him. But it never worked, he was too young for that. "Oh, yes, baby, fill me, fill me!" Betty squealed as again he savagely stabbed back into her and again the thickness deep inside her grew thicker before it again jerked and fired another great rush of potent sperm deep into her. She felt her convulsing vagina pulling and sucking at the thick cream, drawing it deep into her every crevasse. Over and over, the massive flesh within her pulsed and pumped, flooding her, filling up her vagina to the deepest parts. He collapsed on her body and lay there for some time, eventually rolling over onto the bed. She immediately went to his prick and sucked it clean. When she was done she fell on him on her stomach. They laid there for the better part of 30 minutes. He swatted her on the ass hard, Swat, "Ouch." As he shifted his body under her, "Get up bitch, it's time for me to leave." Betty got up and stood there looking at her Master. He also got up and sat on the bed. He reached out for her hand and pulled her over his knee and gave her four good swats on the ass for no particular reason. Swat, "Ouch." Swat, "Ouch." Swat, "Ouch." Swat, "Ouch." He then helped her to sit on his knee, her bottom was sore from the four swats. But she said nothing. "Betty I'm going to leave now but I want to make sure that you know how Nicole is to be treated." "Yes Master." He was rubbing her ass with one hand and fondling her breasts with the other. "You are to treat her as a slave. If she needs one you are to spank her 5 times with the wooden paddle. She will be staying in that annex for the rest of her life. She will eat, bath, shit and breathe her last there in that dungeon annex. But make sure she does all of the above. For I want her to live a long and pain full life. Now get up." John let go of her and she stood up. John then left the master bedroom and walked to the main entrance and left the harem. He would be back many times before Nicole finally died from his tortures. As he walked out of the harem he fingered his erect penus. Just thinking about the hell Nicole would be going through over the next few months made him hot and horny.
Frederica Helps
And Takes Care Of Frederica untied the restrains that were holding Nicole over the stand up spanking bench. Nicole just lay there crying, her arms at her side. "Please god let me die. I don't deserve this. I truly don't. Oh god why." "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Frederica helped her to her feet and carried her over to the bed. She laid her down on her back and Nicole screamed from the pain of being on her backside. "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Frederica quickly rolled her over onto her stomach. Nicole stopped screaming and cried some more. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Nicole just wanted to die, but no such luck. As Nicole lay there on the bed, she just cried. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Her ass hurt like hell and her anus was unfire. The pain of her raw anus just wouldn't stop. It was the worse pain that she had ever felt. Even her father's razor strap didn't hurt this much. Frederica went and got the Vaseline to put on Nicole's wounds. She sat on a chair beside Nicole's bed. "Please just kill me, don't let him hurt me anymore. Please." was all Nicole said to Frederica. Frederica unscrewed the cap on the Vaseline, "I'm so sorry for what he's doing to you, but I have to do what he says or I may end up taking your place." Frederica looked down at Nicole and saw that her backside was twitching. She reached out her hand and touched it. Nicole began to scream again, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." When Frederica removed her hand Nicole cried. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." "Nicole if I did kill you I'd definitely be taking your place and I'd rather it was you than me. One thing that you must remember, every woman you'll see for the rest of your life has been abducted, just like you have. None of us want to be here or to help him. But we have no choice." Frederica reached out and spread Nicole's ass cheeks apart. "Wh What are you going to do to me." Frederica had tears in her eyes, as she looked into Nicole's ass crack. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry for what I have to do to you, I suggest that you grab the sides of the bed. For this is going to hurt like hell." Nicole grabbed the sides of the bed with her hands, "Wait, no, your not, my ass hole is raw I can feel it. Please don't, oh god please don't do this." Frederica was actually crying as she put the Vaseline on her finger and inserted it into Nicole's anus, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Nicole had grabbed the sides of the bed as tightly as she could. Frederica put her finger as deep into Nicole's anus as it would go and was wiping it around and putting the Vaseline all over her anus. As deep as she could, just like she had been instructed. She then withdrew her finger and put a lot on the outside of her anus. Nicole's continued to scream some more, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." The pain to her anus was excruciating. Nicole passed out from it. She couldn't take the pain anymore. Frederica then quickly put the Vaseline over the cuts on Nicole's ass, before she could wake up and feel the pain it was causing her. Nicole's ass was still throbbing as Frederica put a helping of Vaseline along each of the cuts on her ass, making sure to spread a good helping along each cut. Nicole just lay there unconscious. Frederica put the Vaseline on the floor and put her head down on Nicole's back. "I'm so very sorry baby that this is happening to you. But there's literally nothing I can do to stop it. If I tried anything it would be me laying there, not you." Of this fact Frederica was sure. She knew that John would be so angered that she would be the one getting tortured if Nicole died while under her care. Iregaurdless of being his mother, Frederica knew she would replace Nicole if she died while under her care. Frederica then got up and left the dungeon annex, making sure to lock the cage door. Frederica didn't want Nicole to try an escape. She went up to the main harem and about her regular duties. However she had forgotten the Vaseline on the floor beside Nicole's bed. There it lay, open to the atmosphere. The next day Frederica came down to the annex to take care of Nicole. She picked up the open jar of Vaseline, that she had left there the previous day. She stuck her finger into it and was thankful that it was still soft and pliable. She shook her head, knowing that if it had been hard she would most assuredly gotten a spanking herself. As she walked over to Nicole, she could see that she was crouched down into he corner of the room. Her ass end squarely planted into the corner. "Alright my dear, up on the bed." Nicole didn't move or say a thing. She simply hunkered down steadfastly into the corner. Frederica walked over to her and tried to pull her out of the corner. "Noooooo, get you're fuckin' hands off me, you bitch. You're not putting another hand on me. Now fuck off." Nicole swung her arm at Frederica and missed her. It was a feeble hearted swing at the best. Frederica couldn't get her out of the corner. Nicole fought her as she tried to get her to her feet. "Come on Nicole. The Master isn't going to like this. He gave me my instructions and I'm not getting a beating because you won't co-operate. Now move it, up, up, up." Nicole rose to her feet and swung her fists at her again. Hitting Frederica and knocking her to the ground. As Frederica got to her feet, she could see that Nicole was again lodged into her corner, not moving. She was crouched into as small a ball as she could manage. Her arms where wrapped around her body, with her head just looking at the ground. She was acting as if no one existed and if she didn't acknowledge anything or anyone, it wouldn't exist. Frederica shook her head. "Okay Nicole if that's the way you want it, I'll just have to get help. We'll just do it the hard way if that's what you want." Frederica left the dungeon annex, making sure to lock the cage door behind her. She went up into the main harem in search of Betty Lou. "Matron." Betty Lou turned toward Frederica, "Yes Frederica, what do you want." "I was just down in the dungeon annex to give Nicole her anal swab, as the Master had told me to do daily. She fought me and won't allow me to treat her. Plus she also told me to fuck off and she said Master could also fuck himself." Betty shook her head, "He's not going to like that. She'll pay for that. As if she wasn't going to suffer enough, now he'll punish her for that as well." Frederica stood there looking at Betty Lou. "Yes, somehow I think the poor thing is going to get her mouth washed out." Betty walked over to Frederica and gave her a light swat on the ass, "Go get Barbara and meet me down in the dungeon annex." Frederica turned and went in search of Barbara, while Betty Lou headed down into the dungeon. After a few minutes Frederica showed up with Barbara in tow. Betty Lou unlocked the cage door, "Okay ladies in you go. Get her and put her face down on her bed. Hold her there and while I put the restraints on her." Frederica and Barbara entered the annex, went over to Nicole, and roughly got her over to the bed, whereupon Betty Lou put the restraints on her. Nicole fought like a wild cat. But it did no good. The three of them where able to secure her firmly to her bed. "Get you're fuckin' hands off me, you cunts. What kind of women are you, helping that bastard do this to me." Frederica went over and got a chair, putting it next to the bed. She was about to lubricate Nicole's ass, as John had instructed her to do. She then picked up the Vaseline jar and was about to sit down and do her job, when Betty Lou stopped her. "Frederica, No I think I'll do it this time." Frederica got up off the chair and Betty Lou sat down. "Frederica spread her ass cheeks." As Frederica spread Nicole's ass cheeks Nicole moaned. It still hurt her. Her anus was still raw and would be for some time to come. Betty Lou looked into the ass crack. "No, spread them wider, as wide as you can." Frederica spread the ass cheeks as wide as she could. Nicole began to cry. "Good that's it my dear. Now I can see what I'm doing." Betty Lou got a generous helping of Vaseline on her finger and inserted it deeply into Nicole's ass. "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." As Betty Lou ground her finger deep into Nicole's ass, poor Nicole screamed in pain. Betty Lou wasn't as gentle with Nicole as Frederica would have been. She didn't really care if Nicole suffered or not. She had a job to do and was going to do it. Betty Lou removed her finger and wiped the Vaseline off. She looked over to Barbara, "Go get me the paddle, my dear. This one needs her ass tanned. Next time she won't be such a problem, I think." Barbara went into the main dungeon and fetched the paddle. Frederica released her grip on Nicole's ass and the cheeks flopped together. Nicole moaned, "Ohhhhhhh." Even with the Vaseline in her ass, the pain was still great. Betty Lou stood up, just as Barbara got there with the paddle. She took the paddle from Barbara. Frederica and Barbara stepped back, as they knew what was about to happen to poor Nicole's ass. It was about to get tanned. Nicole looked at Betty Lou. "Wh what are you going to do with that." Betty gripped it tightly in her right hand. "Why my dear, I'm about to give a disobedient, disrespectful, foul mouth young lady an ass tanning." As Betty Lou approached Nicole, she began to struggle in her bonds. "Oh god no, please. I'm soooooo sorry. I'll behave better in the future. I truly will. I just didn't want to suffer with the anal probe." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii. Noooooo" Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii. Oh god please no more." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Crack, "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." Betty looked down at Nicole's ass. It was swollen and had a number of cuts and welts on it from the previous days torture. Nicole was lying there crying. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Betty crouched down, "I can only hope that in the future you'll do as instructed. I stopped at five, I can guarantee you that the Master wouldn't have. He'd have given you 15 or more." Betty turned to Barbara, "Remove the restraints and then come up to the main harem." Nicole just lay there long after three women left and went up to the main harem and about their business. She cried for some time. But in the future when she was told to do something by one of the women she did as she was told. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Nicole stayed in the dungeon annex for almost a week before John returned. She was fed, bathed, slept and had her sore ass looked after by Frederica. Her ass was just beginning to heal as he began anew on her. As Frederica looked after poor Nicole's needs over the next week, she noticed that her health seemed to be improving. He ass was healing and the swelling had gone down. As for her anus, it also seemed to be healing. Not quite normal, but almost normal. Then John returned to have some fun with her.
Nicole Tourney's
Second Torture Session As John entered his harem, there stood his three charges. Betty Lou, Frederica and Barbara all stood there, heads bowed waiting for his commands to begin. He walked over to them and cupped each of their tits in his hand, one by one. Three lovely women, all ready for his loving care. "Betty Lou, you and Barbara are to go down into the dungeon and set up Nicole on the cross beam support. Here is a picture of how I want her set up." John then handed Betty Lou a photograph of how she was to be set up. He had found it while surfing the Internet. She was to be standing up, with her hands and elbows restrained to the support beans. The arms are to be over her head with about three feet between the wrists. Her feet are to be about 1 foot off the ground. Betty and Barbara then went on their way. John smiled and turned to Frederica. "As for you, I need my dick taken care off. You Frederica will be giving me some of your good sex." He then turned her towards the master bedroom and swatted her on the rump. She then headed off to the bedroom, with John in tow, watching her wiggle her cute ass as she walked. As they enter the master bedroom, Frederica scurries over to the bed and lies down on her stomach. John walks over and sits down on the side of the bed. He slaps her rump, hard, "Ouch." John rubs her bottom, "Roll over on your back baby. I want to fuck you missionary style." As she is turning over, John crawls up onto the bed and spreads her legs with his knees, fingering her breast. She spreads her legs even wider for John and exposes her wet mound to him. Crawling up between her legs, he begins to lick her pussy. She's hairless of course, as he makes sure she's bald in the pussy area, licking up and down. "Mmmmmmm, it tastes like strawberries." Knowing how much he likes strawberries, she had him get a strawberry douche for her and uses it to clean herself out. John begins licking circles around her clit and she starts squirming. "Oh god, yes Master. Go deeper with that tongue of yours." Grabbing the back of your head, he pulls her closer into himself, not wanting to let go of her. Wanting to feel his hard cock inside her, John goes up and drives it deep into her with one good ram. Once he is inside her he suddenly seemed harder, saluting her. Her nipples are so hard, he can't resist reaching for them, wanting them in his mouth as he fucks her. Squeezing her tits together with both of his hands, both nipples in his mouth, John picks up the pace as she continues riding his cock. Frederica is getting wetter with the aching sensation of both nipples being consumed by him. She reaches down between her legs as he is riding her and she can feel her own wetness, dripping down her thighs and into the crack of her ass. It's uncomfortable to her. But since he seems to like it she doesn't say a thing. Stroking her clit some, Frederica brings her fingers up to her mouth and suck on them. "Fuck me harder," John moans, almost inaudibly. Frederica picks up the pace and her hips are going at 100 miles an hour. He is also fucking for all it's worth. Without warning, John pulls out and away from Frederica and quickly instructs her to roll over on my back. "Roll over on your back, I'm going to fuck that pussy of yours from the back." As Frederica rolls over he grabs he breasts and hoists her on all fours. It feels so damn good to fill up her cunt from the back, So primitive. Pounding into her, ramming that cock home, again, and again, and again. "God, you're going to make me cum again Master." Keep fucking me, baby, I love the way you fuck. I need you to fuck me harder, don't stop. John grabs her tits and squeezes tightly. "Ohhhhhhh, not so hard, it hurts." John releases her tits and continues to fuck her doggy style. She feels his hands on her ass again and suddenly he thrusts that raging hard cock inside her, deep and true, pounding and pounding away at her, ramming it all the way up to the hilt. Frederica begin fingering his cock, the intensity of their fucking becoming stronger. She can feel an orgasm approaching John's cock impossibly swells more and they continue fucking. The orgasm gets closer, still closer, pounding into her. They come, almost at the same time. Frederica collapses onto the bed, with John on top of her. His dick has dislodged from her and he rolls over onto his back, cum still coming out of his dick. Frederica sits up, takes his wet dick in her hand, and sucks it dry. She then lies down on top of his chest, still fingering his cock with her hands. "God Frederica, you're good. Keep it up." He cums again and she again sucks up every last drop, laying down on him again and again fingering his cock. He slaps her rump. "That's enough, any more and you'll kill me." Frederica lies down on the bed beside him. They lay there for some time. Then he gets up and takes a shower to clean up. As he is getting in the shower he turns to her. "Frederica, you'll take a shower once I'm through." She looks up at him. "Yes Master." Once he has showered off, he heads off to the dungeon and a little fun with Nicole's hide. As he gets out of the shower he looks over at Frederica and rubs his dick, smiling. Frederica immediately gets up and showers off. She scrubs off every square inch, making sure to get all of his scummy fingerprints and any other part of him off of her. She ends up though, douching herself out with that strawberry douche that he likes so much. Even though she has come to hate her son, she still tries to please him. For she knows that she's alive as long as he's pleased with her attitude towards him. She may hate and despise him and truly be disgusted with him and his ways, but one thing that she is very conscious of and that being how to act in his presence. As John walks down the stairs into the dungeon, he can see Nicole hanging there for his inspection. Betty Lou and Barbara have seen him and gotten up off the chairs that they where sitting on, while waiting for him to arrive. Nicole is softly crying, "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." For she knows what is about to happen. This bastard is about to begin anew at torturing her. As he walks up to Nicole he fingers his dick. It's as hard as a rock and sticking straight out. The first thing he does after walking up to her and without warning is stick his prick into her cunt and begin to fuck her. After a few minutes he cums into her. It was an awkward position to fuck someone in, but he did it anyway. His dick is now hanging there. He grabs a cloth and wipes it off. Then reaches down and wipes off Nicole's pussy. Nicole is still crying. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Betty Lou steps up to John, "Master, before we begin our fun, I think you should know that Nicole used some very colorful words in describing not only me but you as well." John smiles, for he now can wash this cunt's mouth out with the Ajax scouring powder. He's wanted to do that to someone, but this will be an excellent moment to do it. "Frederica, get me the mouth opening clamp and the tongs. Betty Lou, you make up a paste of the Ajax powder for me." Both women answered him, "Yes Master." They then went about their assigned duties. Nicole looked straight at John, with tears in her eyes and crying she said, "What are you going to do to me now." John reached up and pinched Nicole's nipple, hard. "Why my dear, the first thing I'm going to do is cleanse that foul mouth of yours out." She began to cry harder than ever. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." In a few moments Frederica showed up with her equipment. John took the mouth opening clamp from her, "Thank you Frederica." "You're welcome Master." John put the clamp into Nicole's mouth and turned the knob and it opened wide. Wider than it should or could. Nicole's jaw ached, it was so wide open. But to Nicole it really didn't make any different. She was to intent on crying. It was harder to cry with her mouth forced open as wide as it was. As Betty Lou walked up to John she handed him a small dish with an ample amount of paste on it. "Here is the paste made out of the Ajax scouring powder Master." John picked the spoon up and put a good helping into Nicole's mouth. He then took the tongs from Frederica and stuck them into Nicole's mouth. She tried to wiggle her tongue, but that only lasted for a few seconds. He clamped the tongs closed on the tip of Nicole's tongue and pulled her tong out of her mouth, as far as her could. "Here Frederica, hold the tongs and make sure her tongue stays out of this bitches mouth." Frederica took the tongues and held them. Nicoles tongue was extended out of her mouth some ways. Frederica tried to be as gentle as she could. But her arm would get tired of holding the tongues and they would bend and thus Nicoles tongue would be bent and put in positions it wasn't meant to be in. John then picked a toothbrush up off of the plate that had the paste on it and he dipped the toothbrush into some of the paste and stuck it into Nicole's mouth He then washed and scrubbed her mouth out. Nicole was still crying the best she could with her mouth in the condition it was in. She was gagging on the paste and the toothbrush as John scrubbed first her tongue. Then he brushed her teeth and scrubbed the roof of her mouth off. He went as deep into her throat as he could reach with the toothbrush. Nicole was crying even harder, choking and spitting up the paste. It was very caustic on her mouth. She retched a few times as he scrubbed away. The paste began to liquefy more and run down her throat. It was eating the throat lining. As he was scrubbing Nicole's mouth out, Frederica and Betty Lou both got the idea to please him at the same time. They both reached down and gently rubbed his dick. Frederica with her long fingernails and Betty Lou with her finger tips. John was getting a hard-on. Not only from the two women's hands on his dick, but also from the excitement of what he was doing to Nicole. When he thought he was through he withdrew the toothbrush from Nicole's mouth and put it on the plate Betty Lou was holding. "Betty, you can put that away and wash off the plate." He turned to Frederica and took the clamp from her hand. "Yes Master." Betty Lou said. She then went about her duty and did as he said. John then released the clamp from Nicole's tongue and removed the mouth-opening clamp from her mouth. He turned and said to Betty Lou. "Betty, my dear. Put these away when you're through with that." He had turned to her and tossed them to her. She caught the mouth-opening clamp, but missed the tongues. As she was bending over to pick it up. John had walked over to her and he gave her one firm swat on her ass. Swat "Ouch." She shot bolt upright and turned towards John. "I'm sorry I missed the clamp Master. But I had 3 other things I was doing at the same time." John went back to Nicole. "That's alright my dear. I don't really care. I enjoy swatting asses when needed." Betty Lou went back to her duties. "Frederica, what I want you to do is dry shave Nicole's pussy hair. As for me I'll be upstairs and fucking Betty Lou bowlegged." John then went over to Betty Lou, grabbed her by the ear and pulled her on his way to the master bedroom. He didn't think she was walking fast enough to suite him so he swatted her ass a few times to hurry her along. Swat, "Ouch." Swat, "Ouch." Swat, "Ouch." Once they where up in the bedroom, John let go of her ear and she scurried over to the bed and lay down. Stretching out her arms towards him and wiggling her fingers. "Come to mama, she knows what daddy wants." John had another hard on and walked over to the bed. He sat down on the edge, reached out, and grabbed Betty's tit, squeezing it firmly. It hurt her like hell, but she only smiled at him and grabbed his hand gently. "Sweetie, I think you want to go a little lower. Now mount me and fuck my brains out." John smiled as he mounted her and spread her legs apart with his knees. "Oh ya, that's it Master. Now make a real woman out of me." John drove his penis deep into her, "Ohhhh, god yes." She couldn't believe that sex could hurt that much. But John simply did as he wished and drove his massive prick deep and hard. Her thoughts were painfully interrupted as John withdrew his huge organ and then suddenly rammed the beast in fully again, to the hilt, between her legs. Betty Lou almost felt a searing ripping sensation as the walls of her vagina were stretched beyond their limits. No matter how many times he had fucked her, she still felt the pain of his organ in her. He was rough on her. He didn't seem to care about her pain. It actually seemed to excited him Again and again he pounded her mercilessly. The seconds stretched to minutes, and the minutes to hours. Or at least it seemed like hours to her. In reality it was only 20 minutes. John was sucking on her nipple. It hurt like hell. She could feel her back against the bed slippery with her perspiration. Her vagina was tormented further as John applied his index finger directly on the nub of her distended clitoris, pinching the small sensitive organ between his fingers. Strangely, Betty realized with shock that familiar urgent warmth was again building between her legs. As the minutes passed, she could feel the tell tale signs of another approaching orgasm. John finally released her left nipple from his mouth. It was bloody and bruised, and he immediately moved his mouth to her mouth and kissed her as her came into her vagina. His dick pulsating as he came. Again he savagely bit down on the already ravaged and bloody nipple, inflicting a second small wound on the tip. With his free hand he groped her right breast and squeezed it painfully. Betty Lou then came herself. She arched her back and screamed. "Yeeeessss, Oh god Yesssss." John collapsed on her tired and sore body and just lay there. He was panting hard. He had fucked her unmercifully and had enjoyed her squeals of pain. He rolled off of her, got up off the bed, and went over to take a shower. Betty Lou just lay there, wanting to cry. However she knew that if she did he would most certainly beat her backside black and blue. As John got into the shower he looked over at Betty Lou. "Get that ass of yours over here and wash my back and legs, bitch." Betty Lou got up, hurried over, got the washcloth, soaped it down, and did as she was ordered. She washed his wet back, legs and finally his ass. She rubbed the cloth into the crack of his ass and down his legs. "That's it Betty." She made sure to do as thorough job of it as she could. She stopped and stood up, handing him the washcloth. "Yes Master." As she reached for a towel to dry her self off he flicked the washcloth at her ass and hit it squarely in the center. "Yeeeeeeow." She turned around and reached for her backside. He had made contact with the end of the washcloth and it had hurt her deeply. A nice red welt formed right in the middle of her rump. It was about 1 inch in diameter. He laughed at her squeal. "Turn around, let me see it." She turned around and he looked at her rump. "Oh Betty, it's not that bad." You acted as if I'd stuck a knife into you. She rubbed her backside to try and take the sting out of it. John got out of the shower. "Let's go baby. Nicole is waiting for me." As John was fucking Betty Lou, Frederica was dry shaving Nicole's pussy hairs. She had gotten the Bic razor, went over to her and shaved the hair from her pussy. "Oh god no, it's awful. It's hurting me. Stop it." It scrapped against her dry skin and took the hair off one hair at a time. It made her skin rough to the touch. Frederica looked up at Nicole. "I'm sorry but I have to. You must remember that we only do his bidding. Anything we do is because he ordered us to do it. If I disobeyed him or didn't do what I was told, I'd get a beating." Nicole struggled to try and stop her from shaving her like that. "Nicole if you don't stop moving, I'm going to cut you. Now stop." Nicole stopped and began to cry again. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Frederica finally finished shaving Nicole. She then put away the razor, went over to a chair and sat down, waiting for her Master to return. After some time he appeared at the top of the stairs. Frederica immediately stood up and waited for him to come down the stairs. John then came down the stairs followed closely by Betty Lou. He bent over and examined Nicole's pussy. "Very good Frederica. You did a magnificent jog. It's clean, no cuts and looks peachy." She smiled. "Thank you Master." John stood up and looked at Nicole. "Now for my fun Nicole." Nicole shivered. She knew what that would mean. She would be tortured again. 'Please don't do this. I know you have some humanity in you. You really don't want to do what you're about to do." John laughed at her pleading. "Ha, ha, ha, ha. Yes I do bitch. I get a pleasure out of it that you wouldn't believe. Now shut the fuck up." He backhands her across the face. She begins to cry again. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Betty Lou you remove Nicole's restraints and take her over to the barrel. The barrel was a large very expensive glass jar, about 3 feet wide and large enough to hold one person from neck down. There was a wooden lid on top that clamped to top holding the subject's head sticking out of the hole in the center of it. You could fill the jar with hot or cold water through a spigot in the wooden collar on the top. Betty Lou undid the restraints on Nicole and grabbed her by the arm. "This way, over to that jar over in the corner of the dungeon." Once the two women where at the jar, John said, "Get into the jar Nicole." But she didn't. Instead she shoved Betty Lou down against the jar and made a break for it up the stairs to the main harem. John put his hands on his hips. "I don't know where that bitch thinks she's going to get to. Frederica and Barbara, get her back down here." Frederica and Barbara immediately hotfooted it up the stairs in search of Nicole. After a few minutes John could hear them approaching the stairs. "No get your hands off me, you can't help him. We can overpower him if we work together." John thought to himself that he was going to have to make an example out of her. Another sessions over the standup spanking bench and the electric prod would do not only her some good. But it would be a very good object lesson to Betty Lou, Barbara and Frederica. But for now he thought he'd simply put her into the jar and fill it with ice water. He could remember the horror when Betty Lou had a session in the bathtub with ice water. As they where dragging Nicole down the stairs Nicole lurched over towards the side and knocked Barbara off the edge. She let go of Nicole and fell headfirst onto the concrete floor. "Shit." John rushed over to Barbara and raised her upper body up off the floor in his arms. She was dead. There was a cut on the side of her head. He felt her pulse and couldn't find one. John dropped her to the floor with a load clank as her head again hit the floor. He stood and walked over to Nicole who was being held by Betty Lou. "This is all your fault you bitch. I think what you need is a good scalding. I was going to use ice water, but I think hot water will be better for your disposition." He reached down and grabbed her feet. Betty Lou had her by the arms. "Betty Lou, over to the jar with her." They then carried a screaming Nicole over to the glass jar. Once over to the jar, John put her feet into it and down she went. She tried to get out of the jar and John punched her on the side of the face, hard. She slumped down and he picked up one side of the top, putting it on, he then picked up the other side and attached it to the first half he had put on the top of the jar. At first he was having trouble getting her head into the opening of the lid. "Betty, grab her hair and hold her head still." "Yes Master." With both hands Betty grabbed Nicole's hair and keeps her head in place so that John could fit the top lid around her neck. She was struggling to try to break the glass. "Noooooo, get me out of this jar. I don't deserve any of this you bastard." There Nicole was, her body in the glass jar and her head sticking out of the hole in the center of the wooden top. The top was clamped in place and was securing her into the jar. It was tight as could be. Only if the jar were filled to a certain pressure of water would it leak out the top. She was struggling in the jar and hitting the sides with her arms, the best she could. But she couldn't get a very good aim, as there wasn't enough room for a sufficient swing. She made little feeble jabs at the side and the top. Nicole was softly crying. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John grabbed Nicole by the hair and twisted her head to face him. Tears where running down her face and she was still crying. "Now you'll pay for killing Barbara, bitch." But Nicole really didn't hear or understand what he was saying. She was crying and too frightened at what she thought he was going to do to her to really be able to listen to anything he said to her. John walked over to Barbara, "Betty Lou get that ass of yours over here." Betty walked over to John, "Yes Master." John bent over and grabbed Barbara's feet. "Grab her shoulders and we'll carry her down to the burial chamber." Betty Lou bent over and helped him pick up Barbara, they then carried her to the room that housed the burial pit. They threw her into the pit. "Bury her in the box and make sure to fill it with dirt and put the lid on tightly." "Yes Master." Betty Lou then climbed down into the pit, dragged Barbara over to the box, and put her into it. John went back to the dungeon. Betty then got the shovel and filled the box with dirt, packing it down tightly. She then put the wooden lid on and nailed it shut. Poor Barbara was dead. She put her hand on the lid. "Bye Barbara, you're in a better place now." Betty Lou then got up and went back to the dungeon, as John had. She was filthy from the work. Sweat and dirt had gathered all over her body. She wanted to take a nice long bath, but couldn't. John got back to the dungeon, got the hose from the equipment cabinet, and hooked it up to the hot water facet and then to the inlet on the top of the glass jar Nicole was in. She was still struggling and trying to get out in any way she could. But the jar was much too thick and well built for her to free herself. He then hooked another hose up to the relief valve on the top and it went over to a pipe that drained into the floor drain. Betty had shown up, her and Frederica where just standing there watching John. He put his hand under Nicole's chin, grabbing it tightly and twisted her head so she was looking at him. "You killed Barbara bitch. For that I'm going to scald you with hot water. You'll wish you where with Barbara." John then looked over to Frederica. "Frederica go turn the water on full." Frederica went over to the tap and turned it on full. Nothing came out. As she touched the tap she could feel how hot it was. The facet was hot to the touch. John still had to turn on the tap next to the glass jar. He bent over and slowly turned it on. As he did the water began to spray over Nicole. As it did her head jerked up, she stopped crying and she screamed. "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Oh god no, it's too hot. Please have pity on me, Noooooo. Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii. Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." She kept screaming as the water slowly filled up the jar. It took 15 minutes before the jar was complete full. After about 10 minutes, Betty Lou noticed that there was steam coming out of the drain. The relief valve was venting some of the steam pressure from the jar. The entire time Nicole was screaming. "Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii, Eeeeeaaaaaaiiiiiii." She was struggling and trying to get out of the jar, with even more frenzy than she had previously used. They could all see her body struggling and trying to get away from the stream of water. But it did no good of course. She was secured in the jar, tightly. John gently rubbed his dick as the jar filled up. At times it was difficult to see into the jar. Steam was filling the jar along with the hot water. By the time the jar was full, Nicole was screaming only with a horse voice. She had ruptured her vocal cords and couldn't scream properly. A pitiful gurgling scream was all that came out of her mouth as she screamed. "Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh, Eeeegggghhhh." Both Frederica and Betty Lou had tears in their eyes as they watched Nicole's suffering. They wanted so badly to just leave or at the very least close their eyes and cover their ears. But they knew that they daren't, for John might beat them if they did. They both had bad nightmares about this experience for months afterwards. John was so engrossed in Nicole's plight that he didn't even notice that the two women where crying. He had a very sadistic smile on his face. "God yes, this bitch really deserves this for killing Barbara. Oh she does." He chucked at Nicole's screams. His dick was so hard and about to explode right there. "Betty Lou, suck me off." He said that matter-a-factly and hadn't even looked towards Betty Lou when he did say it. He was so intent on enjoying Nicole's pain. Betty was so shocked at what was happening to Nicole that she didn't answer John. He turned and gave her a firm swat on the ass. Crack, "Ouch." Betty jumps and puts her hand over her bottom. "I said bitch, suck me off." That last he said very slowly, like he was talking to an imbecile or something. "Yes Master." Betty Lou got down on her knees and took his swollen member into her mouth and as Nicole screamed she began to suck him. She moved her lips up and down his penus and moved her tongue around the head. In just 45 seconds John shot his load into her mouth. "Ohhhhhhh yes, that's it bitch." Betty swallowed ever drop and removed it from her mouth. She then sucked off every drop and cleaned it off. Licking it all when she was finally finished, kissing the end finally. Betty Lou then got to her feet and he turned her around and tanned her ass three times, Swat, "Ouch." Swat, "Ouch. Swat, "Ouch." Bitch pay more attention or you just might get the razor strap used on this ass of yours. "Yes Master. I'm so sorry. But I was so engrossed in Nicole's fate that I wasn't able to hear you." John looked at her, "Are you crying, for this bitch." Betty Lou wiped away a tear. "No Master, not for her, that spanking hurt." It did hurt, but she was crying not because of the spanking, but because of poor Nicole's fate." But she daren't tell him that. She'd lie rather than make him angrier than he was with her. John quickly turned to Frederica and saw that she wasn't crying. No tears, as she had already wiped away any sign of tears when he was tanning Betty Lou's ass. "Okay bitch, I'll take you at your word about why you where crying." John then turned back to the jar and shut off the water. "Betty I'm leaving right now. As I've got a dinner date with my wife and her mother. But what I want you to do is drain this jar every hour, then immediately refill it with hot water again. You'll do this until lights out. Then leave the water in the jar overnight. I'll take her out in the morning, when I come down." John looked at Betty Lou, "God girl you're filthy. I think what you need is a good bath. UP stair and get into the bathtub, so that I can wash your hide off." She turned and went up the stairs with John and Frederica following her. As they approached the tub he guided her over by putting his hand on her backside. She got in the tub. John turned to Frederica, "I don't need your help my dear. You can go about your other duties." "Yes Master." Frederica turned and left the bathroom. As for John and Betty Lou, he put the restraints on her and gave her a full bath. He bathed ever-square inch of her body. It wasn't anything that he hadn't done to her a dozen times previous. But she never did like it. He bathed her tits and between her legs. Fingered her pussy. It was still humiliating, no matter how many times he did it. But she had gotten used to it and just sat there without complaint. Once he thought he was through he released the restraints and freed Betty Lou. She got out of the tub and stoods there for his imspection. "Good now you're clean." He then turned and without another word left the harem. He didn't have to say anything to her, she was only a sex slave and he could be rude to her if he wanted to. Betty Lou did as she was instructed. Nicole screamed all day and into the night. Betty finally had to put a ball gag into her mouth to quiet her down. The screams where unbearable. She felt pity for poor Nicole and didn't want to torture her. But knew damn well that she had better torture Nicole with the scalding water or she might replace her as punishment. Every time she did it she cried. When she left the dungeon until the next hour Frederica held her and they both cried at what was happening to Nicole. But they both wanted to live and weren't going to try anything, as John might torture one of them or both. Keep in Johns good graces or risk being punished. Satisfy him at all times, no matter what you had to do. They both wanted to survive. They could both remember when he beat Gloria to death for her attitude towards him. She had only made one small mistake and ended up dying for it. Being beaten to death with the small dog whip. Neither woman wanted that to happen to themselves or for that matter to the other. As for Barbara she awoke to a deadening feeling. She couldn't move, her head ached and she couldn't see. She tried to remember what had happened. The last thing that she could remember was when she was escorting Nicole down the stairs and was knocked off the stairs and blacked out. Of god, she thought, they thought I was dead and buried me. They burried her alive. She opened her mouth to scream, but as she did her mouth filled with dirt and she couldn't breath. She began to struggle to free herself. She couldn't even move one toe. She lost consciousness and ..............................
John Escorts Janet
And Brenda When John got up to his study, he put on his jogging suite and went to get ready for his dinner date with Janet and Brenda. John walked into their bedroom and there was his cute wife siting at her vanity, brushing her hair, she's sitting there buck-naked. He walked over to her and kissed the back of her neck. "Hello John." She reaches up and put her hand on his as he strokes her neck and shoulder. He reached down and cupped her tit in his hand, "Hello sweetie." He again kissed the back of her neck. That's when he saw it. She had a cigarette in an ashtray. He reaches over and picks it up. "What's this young lady." She takes it from him and puffs on it. "Don't be a ninny, it's a cigarette of course." John takes it from her and puts it back in the ashtray. He reaches over, grabs her ear, and lifts her up. "John no, what are you doing." He pulls her by the ear over to their bed and sits down turning her over his knee. "What are you doing, what have I done." John gives Janet 1 firm swat on her bare ass. Swat, "Yeeeeeeow." He holds her over his knee. "What you have done young lady is take up smoking." She squirms on his lap, trying to get off. He swats her again. Swat, "Ouch." "No John don't, It's only a cigarette." He repositions Janet better over his knee. "Now young lady, whether I tan this fine ass of yours or not will depend on the answers I get from you to the next few questions I ask." She puts her hand up on his knee and try's to get up. Swat, "Ouch." "Wrong response." He leaves his hand down on her ass as a reminder of what will happen if she needs it, rubbing it as he talks to her. "Stay still or I'll get the hairbrush and use it, instead of my hand." She stops struggling and just lays there. She is breathing hard and fast, not knowing what exactly he is going to do to her. Janet looks back at John. "Now young lady, how long have you been smoking and more importantly, why did you start." "About two weeks and my mother got me to start. She said she needed someone to smoke with when she smoked." John shakes his head. "Your mother, I think I'm going to have a good talking with her about your smoking." He released her and she shoots up off his knee and begins to rub her backside. "What I want form you young lady is every cigarette you have in this house. Every one, is that clear." She at first just stands there. "You had better get going and get them, or it's over my knee again for you." He pats his knee with his left hand and begins to reach for her. Janet turns and goes over to her vanity and fetches a pack of cigarettes. "Here, this is it. I only had one pack." He takes it from her. "Good, now I'm telling you if I ever see you smoking, hear about you smoking, or even suspect you smoked ever again, I'll turn you over my knee and tan that ass of yours. No matter where we are. No matter who is watching." She rubs her bottom again. "I promise never ever to smoke again." John reaches out, takes her hand in his and pulls her onto his knee, sitting this time. "Good, because smoking is a filthy habit. No wife of mine will ever be allowed to smoke. What that father of yours allows his wife to do is his business, but as for me if she where mine she'd either quite or get spanked ever time I saw her smoking." Janet puts her arms around his neck and kisses him. "Your right of course, smoking was making me sick. I was going to quit anyway. I really didn't enjoy it. But my mother wanted someone to smoke with, so I thought I'd accommodate her and give it a try." John puts his hand on her backside. "I'm sorry for the spanking, but I know you. You'll do as you please unless I give you a reason not to do something." She giggles, "Yes I am a bad girl ain't I." Still rubbing her ass. "Yes you are, but that's why I love you. From that first day we met and I heard your father tan your ass I wanted to marry you." He kisses her again and cups her breast in his hand, squeezing it softly. Janet blushes. "I knew someone could hear that spanking. It was so embarrassing." John smiles. "Someone, the entire lobby stopped what they where doing and listened. I could even hear some people commenting about it." John puts his right hand under her chin, "Now baby I've got something else for you. I don't know if you'll like it more or less than a spanking. But here it is." She puts her hand over her backside again, he reaches with his left hand under a pillow and pulls out a package from where he had hidden it when he entered the bedroom. She takes it and opens the box. It's a Cartier bracelet. She jumps up and he stands up with her. She kisses him and squeals. "Oh John thank you, thank you, thank you. It's just the bestest gift I've ever gotten." With her naked body pressing against his. He can hardly keep from throwing her on the bed and fucking her right then and there. But he knows that they don't have the time. He can see her mother pulling up into the driveway as they cuddle. He pries her off and turns her around patting her pink little backside. "Go get dressed, you mother is here. As for me I'm going down to have a little talking with her about those cigarettes." She turned and went into her dressing room, still wearing the bracelet. She had a little smile on her face. She knew what her father meant when he was about to have a talking with her or her mother. The same thing John means when he was going to have a talking with her. It usually meant someone was going to get spanked. John walks over to Janet's dressing room, rummages through a few drawers and finally finds what he is looking for. The plastic hairbrush with the stainless steel bristles. He taps the bristles against his open palm and shakes his hand to get the sting out. "Ouch." He puts the brush in his back pocket of his jogging suite. John then walks down to the front door and lets Brenda in. Brenda looks at him, "You're not dressed. Hurry upstairs, or we'll be late." John turned as she walks past him and into the living room. "I'm not dressed because I had to have a talking with Janet. It seems that she had started to smoke." Brenda turns around and without missing a beat says. "That Janet where did she pick up that filthy habit." "Well it seems that her mother talked her into that filthy habit." Brenda points at herself. "Moi, no it wouldn't be moi. No, No, No." "It wouldn't, that's not what Janet says." She points at him. "Well I think she's lying to you." Brenda turns to look up the stairs to where she knows Janet most likely is. John walks over to Brenda and grabs her by the arm. "John what are you doing, you're hurting me." He pulls his mother in-law over to a chair and sits down, pulling her over his knee. "You know Brenda. Janet has lied to me on many an occasion. But never, ever when she's been over my knee. It seems her being over my knee is like some kind of a truth serum. She literally has never lied when in that position. Never." John clamps his arm over her waist. "John no wait, I'm sorry. I just wanted someone to smoke with. I'll never do it again. Never." John hoists the back of her dress up and puts his finger tips into her panties and with one good yank pulls them down. "Noooooo, oh please no John." He then reaches back and gets the hairbrush. Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." The hairbrush started to make an impression on Brenda right away, both literally and figuratively. She learned a valuable lesson, to never get Janet involved with anything without John's permission and with each crack of the brush the bristles made little pockmarks in Brenda's fleshy ass. Crack, "Yeeeeeeow. Oh god John, noooooo" Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." John stops the spanking for a few seconds. "It seems to me that being over someone's knee is a truth serum for you, as well as Janet. Janet upstairs could hear her mother's screams all the way from downstairs. She smiled, knowing that she had a man whom knew how to handle a lady when she needed a proper handling. Love them all the time, protect them, take care of their every need and spank them when needed, for their own good. They may not like it, but give them a spanking when needed. It will in the end be good for them. Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Brenda had lost all composure at this point. No talking, no begging, no promises to be good, only crying. Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Crack, "Yeeeeeeow." Once the spanking was over John released her and she lay there, still crying. Her bottom hurt like hell. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John thought about the spanking and the fact that at that very moment Nicole was down in his dungeon being broiled alive, slowly. With that thought fresh in his mind he reached up and patted Brenda's sore ass. He could feel the indentations in her ass that the wire bristles of the hairbrush had made. He got a hard-on. It was going to drive him insane all night until he could fuck his wife. He helped Brenda off his knee, she was sniffling from her spanking. He slowly guided her over to a corner and there she stood. Dress still tucked into her waist, panties over by the chair, where they had fallen as she rose off his knee. John then went upstairs to get dressed. Janet was just finishing up as he arrived. She had her hand up and was looking at the bracelet. As he put his pants on. "I'm going to go show this to mummy." He buttoned his pants. "Okay, but she'll have a hard time seeing it. She's standing in the corner." John put his shirt on and began to button it. "Can I tell her it's okay to leave the corner." She got close to him. "Please, oh pretty please. I've just got to show it to her." He kissed her and patted her rump. "Okay, she can leave the corner. You know I can't deny you anything." As John finished dressing she ran down the stairs and when she saw her mother she went over to her. "John doesn't like you telling me to smoke." Brenda stayed there in the corner. "So I found out. Why'd you have to inform on me." "You know that when you're over daddy's knee you don't lie to him or you'll get it worse. Well the same is true of John. Once he administers that first swat I'll tell him whatever I can to stop it." Brenda reached back and rubbed her bare ass. "Yes I know. I've been there remember." Janet giggled. Her mother looked so funny standing there rubbing her bare ass. "He said you can leave the corner." Brenda turned around and lowers her dress. "Just how long where you going to let me stand there, when you knew all along he had said I could leave the corner." She holds up her wrist. "As long as I could hold out in showing you this bracelet that he just gave me." Brenda acts as if she already hadn't seen it. "Show me what my dear." "This, this, this." She shoves it in her face. Brenda takes her daughters hand in hers and looks at the bracelet. "It's gorgeous, Did he just give this to you. It must be worth a fortune." Janet puts it up to her mother's eyes again. "Yes just look at it. Ain't I just the luckiest woman in this room or what." "Yes child I'd say you where. Even your father thinks that you caught the right one. Lucked out good, this time, you did. We think that you are the luckiest woman in the world." John then emerged around the corner. "Who lucked out and why." Both women smiled. "Why I did sweetie, I've got just the best man in the world. He can treat me like a queen. Yes he can." John put on his suite coat and extended his arm to both women. "Well he'll treat you both like the queens you are. As long as you know that even a queen is subject to the kings will." As they where leaving the house John reached down and patted both women on the backsides. They both giggled. Janet had trouble sitting still the entire evening as she was showing the bracelet to all her friends that night. As for Brenda she had trouble sitting still for a completely different reason. That god damned hairbrush hand left a lot of indentations in her ass and they all itched to hell. She kept wiggling her ass to try and stop the itching. She even excused herself to go to the lady's room to put some soap on it in hopes that would stop the itching. But it didn't work. Plus she had forgotten to put her panties back on before they left for the restaurant. They still lay in the middle of the floor, where they had fallen as John escorted her over to the corner. John also had trouble sitting still, he had a hard-on thinking about what he was going to do to Janet later in the evening. He also thought about what Betty Lou was doing to Nicole as they ate. She was down in the dungeon being steam cooked alive, just like the lobster that they each had ordered for dinner. Once they where home for the night and Brenda had departed in a taxi. She had to take a taxi, as she was much to drunk to drive home and John wouldn't let his queen drive. He had to take the keys away from her and threaten to spank her again. The taxi took her straight home, drunk as a skunk. As the taxi pulled out of sight John grabbed Janet, threw her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs. She was sort of drunk herself and struggled to be put down. He swatted her backside with one firm swat, Crack, "Ouch." Her hand flew over her backside. It didn't hurt as much as she made out. Thick dress and thin girdle to protect her. "No comment from the peanut gallery." Once up in the bedroom he took off his cloths. She just stood there still looking at her wrist. He had to undress her himself. When she was naked she was still looking at the bracelet. "Take it off woman. I've still got the receipt and can take it back if you don't" She took it off and wandered over to the bed falling on her stomach, giggling to herself. "Turn over on your back woman. I've got a hard-on that's been killing me all night." He sits down on the bed. She's fast asleep, or trying to make him think that she is. He can see her peeking at him as she makes disgusting snoring sounds. John gets up and goes and turns on the shower to cold water, comes back and picks her up and deposits her into the ice cold shower. She screams and runs for the hills. John chases her around the room and finally catches her out in the hall. Grabbing her now wide-awake body by the ear he pulls her back into the bedroom. Pretending to tan her ass over to the bed with little love taps on her backside. She squeals, as if they hurt. "Ouch, oh no John it's killing me, please stop of please." She giggles all the way over to the bed as he swats her backside and she protests. John stops at the bed and she turns toward him with a pouting face. "What do you want?" He turns her towards the bed and gives her another playful swat. "What do you think woman." He walks over to the bureau and picks up the hairbrush that he had previously used on her mother. "You know young lady, I can always use this to get you on that bed. Of course laying down on your ass will be painful, but what the hay." He starts to walk towards her and she runs out down the stairs, into the living room again and stretches her arms out towards him. "Come and get it baby. Mommy's waiting for her horny little bastard." John drops the brush on the floor, going over to her and mounts her fine young body. Right there in the middle of the living room rug. John's lips were pressed against Janet's pussy. Janet thought that was sensual thing for her man to do when she felt his tongue slip into her slit she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him to her while bending her knees and pointing them outward. "Oh god!" Janet groaned in the dark, humping her hips, smashing her wet pussy into his face. Drive it deep John. Oh god, drive it deep. His tongue continued to snake through the moist slit, sending shivers up and down Janet's body. Of course she had heard of "eating pussy" but never in her wildest dreams thought it would feel so good. Each time his tongue swiped her warm flesh, Janet let out a gasp. She wanted her husband to devour her womanhood more. Janet wished she could see him licking her. She didn't know why, but she did. Although it was pitch black in the room, Janet closed her eyes in order to concentrate better. She imagined her pussy covered in its fine down of red curly hairs and then her husband's face between her legs. In her mind, she saw his tongue come out of his mouth and lick her pussy. Each time his real tongue touched her, Janet saw it in her mind. It did add to her arousal. "Aaahhh. Fuck me, fuck me now." Janet cried out when his tongue found her clit. And then as it flicked over the sensitive flesh she gasped, "Oh, oh, oh." Janet's legs were getting weak and began to buckle. Thankfully, he held her buttocks tightly, pressing her pussy to his face. That was the only thing that kept her from passing out in the excitement. Janet felt her orgasm approaching as his tongue relentlessly mauled her clit. She leaned forward, bracing herself with her hands on his shoulders. Now that she had leverage, she humped her pelvis so that her pussy, and very aroused clitoris, smashed against his face. "Oh god! Oh my god. Oh, oh yes. Oh god, god yes, yes, yes, aaarrrgghhhh." Janet cried out as her cunt exploded in the most powerful orgasm of her young life. As Janet was coming down from her climax she had the sensation of floating in the dark room. It took her a few moments, but then realized she was being carried. She felt wonderful in his strong arms. Her arms clung around his neck as she held him close. She could smell herself on him and blushed in the dark. Her pussy juice was smeared on his face. "What are you doing?" Janet quietly asked. "Shhh," was the only reply she got. Then she felt herself being lowered onto their bed and let her arms drop to her sides. She sat patiently in the dark waiting for her husband to tell her what to do. Her ears strained in the darkness at the sound of the bed as he mounted it. Then she felt a hand on the back of her head pulling her. When Janet leaned forward something hit her cheek. It was warm and hard, but spongy. She knew right away that it was his cock. She felt the cock move slightly sideways until it pressed against her lips. It was obvious what her husband wanted. Again joy flashed through her mind, he had licked her pussy, giving her great enjoyment, so why shouldn't she do it for him? Janet parted her mouth slightly and then felt the long cock slip inside. She just held it there, feeling it twitch, and then began sucking. The dark room was quiet while Janet sucked and licked the long cock, except for her slurping noises and her husband's moans. She began to enjoy it, feeling a power over her domineering husband. She felt like he was putty in her hands, or to be more exact, in her mouth. After what seemed like ages, he grabbed her hair and began moving her head back and forth. Janet worried about her hair getting messed up, but soon forgot about that when his cock went deeper and deeper. It entered her throat, causing her to gag. Thankfully, her John realized it and stopped pushing his cock so deep into her, but he continued to move her head back and forth. Then the inevitable happened, Janet's mouth filled up with sperm, he was cumming into her mouth. "Oh god Janet, Yes. Take it all, take it all. Janet tried to pull away, but his fingers were entwined in her long red hair and held her in place. Poor Janet had to swallow and swallow she did, again and again. She felt some of the semen escape and drip out the corner of her mouth. Just when she thought the endless stream of sperm would never cease, it did. She felt the cock twitch in her mouth, but the hot liquid only oozed out onto her tongue a few times and then stopped. Janet swallowed the rest. Janet sat in the darkness with the still hard cock in her warm mouth, waiting for her husband to pull it out. When he did, she was about to say something, but didn't know what to say. He had just cum in her mouth, but didn't she cum in his? Janet's knees were pushed apart and then she felt her John's naked legs against the insides of hers. He leaned forward, pushing her backwards on the bed, and then she felt the tip of his hard cock once more touch her, but this time it was against her pussy. She felt his hand guide the hard cock, stopping at the entrance to her womanhood, and push in. She gasped when it stretched her tight hole. "No wait." Janet cried out in a panic. "Shhh," he answered. Janet was getting annoyed with his shushes. That's all he ever seemed to say. Why didn't he talk to her? That's what she was thinking when more of his cock sunk in. "Ohhhh yes deeper, stick that thing in deeper baby." Janet screamed, now finding it hard to breathe. But more and more of his cock entered her until she felt his pubic hairs mesh with hers. He was inside her, all of him, finally he was inside her womanhood. He waited for her to adjust and, when he heard her breathing return to normal, he slowly pulled out, hesitated, and then pushed all the way inside of her again, with one long hard runt. "Oh, ah, oh, ah, oh, ah." Janet moaned each time he pushed in and then pulled out. Soon there was no pause when he pulled out. He began ramming his cock in and out of her pussy non-stop. Janet's joy turned to arousal as his cock rubbed against her vagina walls and his pubic bone crashed into her clit. Her hips began humping as she fucked him back. She was now fucking her husband. Suddenly, Janet felt an overwhelming desire to pee. No, that wasn't it. Her groin tingled as her hips moved more urgently. She kept humping her pelvis while several small orgasms erupted, and then her body froze as a huge one exploded in her cunt. She collapsed onto the bed, only slightly aware that he was cumming inside her. It felt good nonetheless. Her husband was fucking her, making love to her. They were joined, were as one. Janet felt more love for John at that moment than ever before. But before she could even get aroused, she heard him grunt and felt his sperm jetting inside her. John's cock slowly dwindled and slipped out. He rolled off his wife and lay panting next to her. Janet stared up at the ceiling. She couldn't help it, she smiled at the thought of how lucky she was to be married to this man, and then fell asleep. Dreaming of him making mad passionate love to her in every conceivable way.
Betty Lou And Frederica
Become Friends And After lights out, Frederica and Betty Lou had gone to bed, Frederica made a momentous decision. She was going to put poor Nicole out of her misery. She hoped by doing it in the dark no one would find out that Nicole hadn't simply died from being broiled alive. She got up, inching her way down into the dungeon and had some trouble finding Nicole in her jar. Once she did she moved her hand over to Nicole's head and immediately felt another hand. It was Betty Lou. "And just what are you doing down here Frederica." Frederica stepped back a few feet. "I think I'm here for the same reason you are. To put this poor creature out of her pain and suffering." "Right." Frederica stepped back up to the jar and found Nicole's head again. Betty Lou and Frederica's hands touched as they both found Nicole's head. Neither could see the other nor could they see Nicole. It was just too dark, no light whatsoever. Betty Lou spoke first. "You clamp your hand over her nose, I'll take her mouth and chin." From the darkness they heard a feable whisper, "Oh god thank you, please just get this over with. The pain is awful." Nicole began to cry softly. "Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo, Hoo, Boo Hoo." The two women grabbed Nicole's mouth and nose and held them tight. Nicole lost consciousness and died within seconds. She was finally at peace. Frederica and Betty Lou also began to cry, at what they where forced to do. But it was for the best. Nicole was going to suffer for many weeks if they hadn't killed her and put her out of her suffering. The two women inched their way back up to the main harem. When they where going over to their beds Frederica found herself in Betty Lou's room. Betty Lou pulled her onto her bed and the two embraced and cried themselves to sleep. They had just killed someone and didn't like it one bid. But it was for the best. They both knew it. John wakes up early, gets out of bed, and decides to go torture Nicole some more. Janet is lying there in bed fast asleep. Her cute ass staring up at him saying, fuck me now. But he decides to let her sleep. He pats her rump softly. So as not to wake her up. He leans over and kisses her backside. "I love you baby. You're the best." As John leaves the bedroom Janet lets out a little fart, smiles and turns over on her back, still sound asleep, dreaming of being fucked by John. John enters the harem and doesn't see his two charges standing there as they are supposed to. He goes in search of them and finds them sound asleep, both in Betty Lou's bed. He goes to the bathroom and gets a switch out of the equipment cabinet. Standing there at the Matrons bedroom, John raises the switch up and beats the two of them many times. They both jump out of bed and dance around trying to avoid the switch. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow. Oh no Master, please no." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow. Oh god Master no, I'm sorry. Please no." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." John hits each of them 6 times. They scream in pain and dance around running this way and that in Betty Lou's small bedroom. Neither of them can avoid the switch and they fall over themselves, each other and the bed trying to avoid it. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." "Oh no Master please stop. We didn't mean to be bad. We'll be good, oh we'll be good." John then stops the beating them and drops the switch grabbing each of them by the ear and pulling their crying hides down into the master bedroom. "Okay, bitches, what's going on. What are you two dykes doing." Neither of them can explain why they where in the same bed. They daren't, for he would probably kill them both if he found out what they where really doing in the same bed. They let him think that they where having a lesbian affair and not because they where scared of being caught for killing Nicole. John walks over to the dresser and picks up a ping pong paddle and walks back to them. "I think what you two whores need is a beating with this." He sits down on the bed. "You First Frederica, over my knee." He motions for her to come over his knee. Frederica starts to cry. "Please don't Master, please forgive us. We didn't know what we where doing. It was on the spur of the moment and won't ever happen again." John puts the paddle down on the bed and reaches over and pulls her over his knee. He then picks up the paddle and begins to tan Frederica's ass with it. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow. Oh Master, No please. It wasn't my fault. It was Matrons. She made me." Frederica would do or say almost anything to get out of this beating. Even implicate Betty Lou even more than she actually was. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow. Please oh please don't, I'm truly sorry Master." As John beat Frederica he could see her ass turning a bright red. He was also getting one hell of a hard-on. They where going to pay for their dalliance. "Bitch I don't really care if you're sorry or won't do it again. I'm going to beat those lesbian tendency out of the two of you. I'm going to beat those asses so sound that just thinking about a lesbian encounter will make you cry." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." As Betty Lou stood there watching Frederica's beating and knowing that she was next she began to cry. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Once Frederica's spanking was over he shoved her onto the floor where she lay on her stomach and cried. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John then looked up at Betty Lou. "Okay cunt, over my knee." Betty Lou didn't hesitate, she went over his knee immediately. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Betty Lou wasn't going to give the bastard any satisfaction. She would yell and scream at being beaten, but wouldn't beg or try to explain herself to him. He could fuck himself for all she cared. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." John finished tanning Betty Lou's ass and shoved her crying onto the floor. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John then stood up, went and put the ping pong paddle on the dresser, where he had gotten it. He went back to the two crying women, grabbed each by the ear, and hoisted them to their feet. Walked them over to the corner where he deposited them both. "You will both stand in this corner until I come back for you." While blubbering, with very sore asses they both said, "Yes Master." As John got to the bottom of the stairs to see Nicole, he could immediately tell that she was dead. He reached out and felt her jugular vain. No pulse. She had died from the broiling in the hot water. He reached down and fingered his dick, it got hard and he came right there just thinking about her plight, being broiled alive. He began to laugh at what he had done to her. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha." John decided at that very minute that he would have to pickle Nicole and keep her in the jar. Like some artifact, a trophy. He would first have to preserve her body from decomposing, so he could find out how to pickle a body. He drained the jar and took the cover off the top. Nicole's body slumped down into the jar. The smell from loosing her skin was atrocious. John went and got the body bag that he had brought Gloria into the harem in. He laid out the bag and got Nicole out of the jar. She was very slippery, as she had no outer skin. It had been broiled off her. He put her in the bag and dragged it up into the harem and over to the freezer. He removed all the food from it and put it into the other freezer with other food. He then put Nicole into the freezer to freeze solid. She wouldn't decompose if frozen. Locking the freezer he put the key on a hook beside it. Turning towards the bedroom. "Now for you two whores." He gets out the lap top computer that he uses down in the harem. He goes to the word page that has the operational orders on it for a two-woman harem. In his database he has operational orders for two through six-woman harem. There is also a tough and easy work schedule for each of the scenarios. He prints out the two-woman, tough work schedule. He is going to work these two to death, if that's what it takes to keep them off each other. He then puts it into a binder and puts it on the kitchen table. John goes over to the master bedroom. As he emerges into the bedroom he sees them both standing there, where he put them. Both asses bright red, well tanned. "You two come with me." The two turn and follow their Master down the hallway. Once at the kitchen table he sits down. "Sit, the two of you." Frederica and Betty Lou sit very gingerly. Their asses are unfire and it is tough to sit. As she is sitting Frederica moans. "Aaaaaugh." He passes then each there copy of the operational orders. "First, let me say that Nicole died last night. Probably from being broiled alive." He is smiling as he says this. It turns him on to kill women in weird ways. He'll miss her fucks, etc. But it still is exciting for him to know that he has that much power over them. They both sigh, not from hearing of Nicole's death. That they already knew, as they had killed her. But from knowing that they were safe, John accepts the theory that Nicole died from being broiled alive. "I've put her body into a body bag and put it into the larger freezer. I'm going to have it pickled and put into the jar for display." Neither woman commented. They didn't want to get John mad at them, so they just open their copies of the orders and look at the changes that have been made. "There have been a few changes my dears. The first one and most important is that since there is only two of you now. There will be no need for a Matron. Betty Lou you are no longer the Matron. You and Frederica are now equal. She will call you Betty Lou and do as you say only if I tell you to tell her to do something." Betty Lou pages through the orders, "Yes Master." She isn't going to like that. She likes being in charge when he isn't there. "Also as you can see the new operational orders are for the two of you to be worked hard. If you can't keep your lesbo hands off each other, than I'm going to work you two hard, all you two lesbos will have time to do is work, eat and sleep." They both say, "Yes Master." Betty Lou shifts her ass, a bit on the chair. "Hurt does it bitch?" "Yes Master." John stands up. "I'm leaving now and you will start immediately with the new operational orders. You had better stick to them or another ass tanning will be performed on you. I personally hope that you do fuck up, as I want to tan your asses again." "Also if I even suspect that you two ever again do anything with each other, without my permission, you'll both have those hides of yours removed with a buggy whip. One inch at a time." John was brutal to his harem girls, but fair. He only beat them when needed, unlike those women who he abducted to only torture. Them he didn't care about and would abuse when he wanted to abuse something. But the women in his harem he treat well, except when a little correction was needed. "Okay bitches, get to the bathroom and shit, piss, whatever. It'll be some time before you can go again." They both again said in unison. "Yes Master." They then turned and hurried off to the bathroom. Each sitting on a toilet, with another toilet between them. They didn't even want John to find them anywere near touching or enjoying each others bodies. Betty Lou immediately began to piss. She looked straight forward. Not daring to look at Frederica. For John might come in and think by looking at Frederica, Betty Lou was fantisizing about her. He'd then tan her ass or worse. Frederica also tried to look away from Betty Lou. She looked over at the exit. Expecting John to come in at amy minute. As Betty Lou finished peeing, she wiped herself clean, got up and left. Leaving Frederica there to piss. John grabbed Betty Lou by the ear and dragged her over to her bedroom. "Lay down on your stomach." "Yes Master." Betty Lou then did as instructed and laid down on her stomach. John then used the four setraints on her wrist and ankles. As he did them up tight he told her that she would be laying there until he thought they had learned there lesson about being together as lesbians. They'd learn how to stay in their own beds if it killed them. Once he was through John stood up and looked at Betty Lou laying there, bright red ass. He then called for Frederica. "Frederica, get that dyke ass of yours over her." "Yes Master." Frederica jumped up and rushed over to John." He pointed at the bed. "Lay down on your stomach, cunt." "Yes Master." Frederica then laid down. John did her restraints up as he had Betty Lou's "Bitch you'll both be staying like this until I think you've learned to stay in your own beds." Frederica laying there on her own bed, unable to see Betty Lou in the next slaves bedroom. John then left and went down into the dungeon and fetched the razor strap. He had decided to teach Betty Lou that the Matron had better do her job and look after her responsibilities properly or she was in for an ass beating. As John got back to Betty Lou's bedroom he stood there for a few minutes looking at her laying on her stomach. A cute ass sticking up, all red from the previous ping pong paddling. She hadn't noticed or made out like she had heard him approach. He had his hands up on his waist, holding the razor strap. The razor strap hung down to his side and gently rubbed agains his hip. It sort of turned him on, rubbing on him like that. His dick bobbed up. He didn't know if his penis got hard because of what he was about to do to Betty Lou's ass or because the strap touched his own skin. He walked over to the side of her bed and stroked her ass cheeks with his right hand. She immediately turned her head, the best she could and faced him. That's when she saw him crouched down holding the razor strrap in his left hand. "Oh, oh god Master, what are you going to do with that god awful thing." John stopped stroking her red ass and took the razor strap in both hands. "Betty Lou, as the Matron, you must show more control. When Frederica got out of bed and came to your bed. You should have taken her by the ear back to her own bed. Put her over your knee and spanked her, then when next you saw me informed me of her attempted dalience. I'd then have used this, god awful thing as you call it, on her ass. Not yours. You didn't seem to want to do you job as the matron." "Oh Master, I truly don't remember her getting into my bed, I don't." She was beginning to struggle and sniffle a little. Neither her streuggling nor sniffling would do her any good. She was about to get that fine ass of hers tanned and John was going to enjoy it emensly. John stood up, walked over to the foot of the bed. "Bull shit if you don't. For lying to me, I'm going to give you extra." He raised the razor strap over his head and started to bring it down on Betty Lou's ass. Betty Lou tightened her ass muscles and turned her head towards the wall and away from John. "Oh god." After John had left Frederica all was quiet for what seemed like 30 minutes to Frederica. Then she could hear someone talking, very quietly. She couldn't hear what was being said. But knew it had to be John and Betty Lou. It could be no one else. Then she heard it. First the oh god from Betty Lou. Then the crack of what she knew was the sound of the razor strap coming into contact with flesh. She had not only heard that sound many times in the paste, but had felt it on more than one occasion. It was one she would never forget or be able to get out of her mind for the rest of her life. No matter where she was or what happened in her life. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow. Oh god no." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Frederica also began to cry, for she knew that once John was finished with Betty Lou's backside. Her's most assuridly would be next. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Betty Lou continued to scream, as each crack of the razor strap on her bottom sent wave after wave of pain through her system. She pulled at the wrist restaints that held her arms at either side of her ass. Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeow." Betty Lou was beginning to have trouble breathing, all she cold do was scream out in pain. Before she could get a decent breath she'd scream again, as the razor strap struck her inflamed ass. She continued to scream long after the beating was over. "Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow, Yeeeeeeow." Once Frederica stop hearing the razor strap hitting Betty Lou, she tightened her own ass muscles waiting for the inevitable pain to start shooting through her ass. But it never came. The skin on her ass began to sweat, she knew that it would make her beating hurt all the more. At one point a large fly landed on her ass and walked across her already sore bottom. When it did she thought it was John rubbing a finger over her ass. She swiftly turned her head to look at John, but there was no one there. When she did turn her head, her ass and hips jerked and the fly flew off. Frederica didn't see the fly, she thought that she had only imagined John fingering her ass. She had been crying and was so scared. John had long since left the harem and went upstairs. Betty Lou quietly cried as she lay there in a lot of pain. Frederica just laid there. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." The next morning John got up and had Juanette make him a large breakfast of eggs, bacon and OJ. As he ate his breakfast he sat there alone. Janet was over at her mothers making ready for the trip to LA they where to make starting in a few days. John began to get an enormous hard on, not thinking about Janet but about his two lovelies down in his Harem. They had been bound on there beds with very sore asses. They unlike him hadn't had a large breakfast or anything to eat since the previous days lunch. John went up to his hobby room and worked on his stamp collection for a few hours. He worked on the collection until he couldn't hold it any longer, he then went down into the Harem. He didn't buzz the alarm telling them he was on his way, they would be incapable of responding anyways. Once John was down in his Harem he immediatedly went to Betty Lou's bedroom. He stood there watching her. She was wide awake and of course still laying on her stomach, restrained as she was. Her head was facing the wall and she couldn't see John and didn't hear him enter. He softly walked over over ran his finger tips over Betty Lou's enflamed ass. "Aaaaahhhhh. Of god." As the pain erupted and ran through her backside she moaned and turned her head to see John standing there. "Oh god Master. Nooooooo, pleeeeease, it hurts." This didn't stop John of course. He still rubbed her ass. Once he stopped he undid her restraints. "Okay bitch, up we get." He helped her stand. She was sniffling. The pain in her ass hadn't subsided one bit. Frederica in the other bedroom hadn't heard a bit of this, she was still fast asleep. Oblivious to what was happening to poor Betty Lou. John stood there watching Frederica sleep. Betty Lou was standing behind him, with her hand over her sore ass. She so much wanted to rub the pain away. But knew if she touched her ass the pain definately wooldn't rub away. It most certainly would hurt to even her touch, as it had to John's touch. John bent down and gently shook Frederica awake. "Come on sleepy head up we get. I know your tired but you've got a big day ahead. Daddy needs a fuck." As he shook Frederica she slowly woke up. "What, what the hell's going on?" Crack. "Ooooooch." In her first dazes of being awake she had forgotten where she was. That is until John had given her a little reminder of where she was, with a quick, sharp crack on her ass with his open hand. "Oh Master, I'm sorry. I, I didn't realize where I was for a second." John smiled. "That's all right bitch, I understand." As he was saying how he understood he had put his hands between her legs and rubbed her pussy. Then he felt it. The wet spots. He pulled his hand away like he had touched a red hot poker. "What the fuck. You fuckin little cow. You pissed on my bed.." John reached up and swatted her on the ass again. Crack. "Oooooouch." He stood up. "Betty Lou." Betty Lou looked from Frederica up to John. "Yes Master." John turned to face Betty Lou. "Fetch me the switch and meet me down in the dungeon, this little bitch needs to know what happens to little girls who pee their beds at night." "Yes Master. Betty Lou turned and headed off to fetch the switch," Frederica didn't head off anywhere, her only responce was. "No, oh noooooo Master. Please. I couldn't help it. I tried to hold it in, I truly tried." He swats her ass again. Crack. "Ouch." "Why would you have to hold it in, I delibertly let the two of you bitches go to the toilet before I put you to bed." John was releasing Frederica's restraints. "I couldn't go then, I tried to, but couldn't." She was beginning to sniffle. Knowing full well what was in store for her ass. She knew she wouldn't be able to talk John out of anything. She knew her ass was in for one hell of a beating. "Well then bitch you should have told me you hadn't gone. I'd have given you some water to force you to pee." John released her restraints, as she tried to alibi herself for pissing the bed. As she stood up she began to cry in earnest. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." "I'm sorry Master. I'm truly sorry. But I wasn't thinking yesterday." John grabbed her by the arm and started pulling and guiding her towards the dungeon. "Well perhaps a dozen with the switch will help stimulate your thought prosesses in the future." "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." They walked across the common area next to the kitchen. Heading for the dungeon. John kept swatting her on the ass with the palm of his hand. Swat, "Oooooo." Swat, "Oooooo." Swat, "Oooooo." Swat, "Oooooo." Once at the top of the stairs heading down into the dungeon John let go of her and she hurried down those stairs. She wasn't in any hurry to have that switch used on her, but she didn't want John to get angrier with her for daudling. She could see Betty Lou standing there holding the switch. It was just an awful sight. Knowing that you where going to be getting a beating with that switch. But there was nothing that Frederica knew she could do. It was inevidable. Once down in the dungeon Frederica stood next to Betty Lou. She hoped that Betty Lou wouldn't wack her one with the switch. So she didn't let her ass even look like it was towards Bety Lou. John walked over to the storage area and dragged out the stand up feet only stocks. He opened them up. "All right bitch, step up onto the platform." The platform was about three inches off the ground. With a place to put your feet. Then one half of the foot restraint swiveled out so that you could have your ankles secured into place. Unable to move, even if you had to. When Frederica didn't move, Betty Lou swung the switch and hit her across the ass. "He doesn't mean me Frederica. Get up on the platform." When the switch made contact with her backside, Frederica swung around and faced Betty Lou. She also put her hand over her right ass cheek. "Ouch." John then swatted Frederica on the ass with his hand. Swat. "Ouch." She then turned around to face John. Frederica didn't want to get beaten, with the switch or without it. She was hesitating in getting on the platform, hoping upon hope that she wouldn't have to. But knowing she would be in the end. "Get the fuck up on the platform, NOW BITCH." Frederica stepped up on the platform and John bent and swiveled the mechanism into place. Securing Frederica. John stuck out his hand and without a word being said Betty Lou handed him the switch. Once John had the switch, he stepped in front of poor Frederica. "Now bitch what's about to happen is your going to bend over and grab your ankles, or as close to those pretty ankles as you can. Your not going to let go or I start the beating all over again. Do you understand." All Frederica could do was look at that switch. "Yes Master I understand. Let go of my ankles and it all begins anew." "That's right. I'm going to give you twelve of the very best. If I'm at 11 and you let go I start over. You'll get 100 if you keep letting go. If not it will only be twelve." Frederica knowing how much it was going to hurt was already sniffling. But she bent over and grabbed into her shins as tight as she could. She couldn't grab her ankles as the mechanism covered them. So she does the best she could and grabbed her shins. As John stood there he could see those magnificent tits of Frederica's hanging down almost touching her chin. God was she good he thought. John walked behind her and raised the switch above his head. Her ass stuck up, beet red from the beating she had received the day before. Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww. Oh god. No. No." The first of the pain shot through her backside and up her spine. She so much wanted to stand up and protect her ass. But darn't. Knowing that the count would start over again. Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Three more in succession. They came so fast that she only had time to scream once. "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Her head was shaking back and forth. John looking down was excited at the vision that his eyes saw. Her ass bright read from the beating the day before and four nice welts beginning to form across her backsid. But what excited him most was: as she shook her head back and forth, her tits wiggled from side to side. They hung down almost to her chin. Bent over as she was. Frederica was beginning to cry from the beating. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." To stop herself from stand she repeated to herself as she cried. Don't let go, don't let go, don't let go. She said it over and over again to herself. Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." After the seventh crack of the switch, she was now saying out loud. "Don't let go, don't let go, don't let go." John could hear her talking to herself and stopped to listen. He had a hard-on by now. It seemed to throb each time she said don't let go. John could also see a slight trickle of blood running down her left ankle, it was coming out from her finger tips. She was squeezing her shins soo tight that her finger nails dug deep into her skin. He stopped the beating for a moment and walk around and looked at the other ankle. No blood yet. He'd have to hit her harder to see if he could get her to squeeze that shin harder to get her to grab it harder and cause Frederica to squeeze harder with her right finger nails. John liked to keep Frederica's fingernails as long as possible. They felt so good when she fingered his hard dick with them. She could do things with those nails that no one has ever been able to do with John. Send him down avenues no woman has ever sent him with nails and fingers only. He stepped back around and began to inflict further hell on Frederica's backside. Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo. Don't let go. Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo. Don't let go. Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo. Don't let go. Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo. Don't let go. Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo. Don't let go. Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo. Don't let go." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Swish, Crack, "Yeeeeeeowwwwww." Once he was through with her beating he held out his hand with the switch in it and without even thinking Betty Lou knew what was expected of her. She took it from him. "Put it away my dear." "Yes Master." She turned and walked over to the equipment cabinet.
John walked up to Frederica and gently began to stroke her back down to her ass crack. "Betty Lou, fetch me a chair, clean rag and that liquid bandage spray." "Yes Master." Once she had put the switch up on its hanger, she got the three things that John had told her to get. She had put the rag and spray on the chair as she carried it over to John and Frederica. Puting down the chair next Frederica, she picked up the rag and spray and stood there waiting for John to do something. She didn't say a thing. Just watched John. John bent down and released the stocks holding Frederica in position. "You can let go of you legs now bitch. Stand up." Frederica let go of her shins and stood up. As she did she moaned. "Oooooooohhhhhhh." She put her hand over her very sore ass and tried to rub the pain out. "Yes Master." Step down on the floor. "Yes Master." Frederica stopped rubbing her ass and stepped down as instructed to do. "Betty Lou, sit down on the chair." Betty Lou sat down. Not knowing what was coming. Perhaps she thought John was going to let her tan his ass for a change. But no that wasn't going to be it. "Frederica lay over Betty Lou's kneee." Frederica's hand shot over her ass. "Oh god no Master. Ploease not another spanking." Frederica was almost on the verge of tears when John said. "No not another spanking, I'm going to look after that ankle of yours. It's bleeding." John swatted Frederica's ass. "Ouch." Frederica lay over Betty Lou's knee. John crouched down and with a rag wipped what small amount of blood there was away. He then sprayed it with the liquid spray on bandage. He then reaching up and swatted Frederica on the ass anyways. Swat "Yeeeouch." Her back arched as the pain shot through her. "Up now." Frederica shot up off of Betty Lou's knee. He ass again unfire. She was in intence pain and had trouble doing anything but stand there. She even had trouble thinking straight, but still had enough forsight to thank John for looking after her ankle. "Thank you Master." John reaches out and rubs the side of Frederica's tit. "Here's what I want from you bitch, you will get up to the bathroom and get into the first tub. And no daudling or I may just tan that ass of yours again." "Yes Master." Frederoca turns and starts for the bathroom. She is in so much pain that every step litterally feels like she is being swatted again. Her legs are cramping up and she can only walk slowly and with great distress. John turns to Betty Lou. "Now, young lady. What I want from you will be to give Frederica a complete bath. You will scrub every sqare inch of that hide of hers." John can see out of the corner of his eye that Frederica is walking very slowly and knows that she must be in quite a lot of pain. She is about half way up the stairs. He stops talking to Betty Lou and turns to look up at Frederica. "Bitch, get that ass of your back down here imediatelly." Fredewrica stops, knowing that he could only be talking to her and not Betty Lou. Her whole body litteraly slouches as she tries to turn around. "Get that ass of yours down her now, don't take your own sweet time either. NOW MOVE IT." John litterally yells that last at her. Her speed picks up. She is almost passing out from the pain in her legs as she picks up speed. Once over to John, John turns her around and rubs her ass. "Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh, Aaaaaaagh." Frederica moans the eintire time he is touching her. The pain in her ass is excruciating, even without being touched. She is litterally raw from the days beating. Not to mention the one from the previous day. John pays no attention to her. He swats her ass with his hand. Crack "Ouch." She jumps and runs around in front of John like the perverbial chicken with its head cut off. Her hands over her ass. Her tits giggling as she does her chicken dance. John pays no attention to her anticks. "Now shall we start again. Get up to the bathroom on the double, no skylarking. Now move it." "Yes Master." Frederica hury's off up the stairs. She screams to herself with every step she takes. Once she is through the door she turns toward the bathroom, but doesn't make it. She only makes it as far as the couch. She litteraly falls on the back of it and lays they're on the top of the back of the sofa. She begins to cry. The muscles in her legs are cramping up and she litterally can't move. Her right leg is beginning to shake. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." John has started to give Betty Lou her instructions again. He began as soon as Frederica had turned to leave. "Once you have given her a bath, you will then fill the tub with hot water and let her soak in it. You will go cook supper for the two of you. You both must be starved." "Yes Master, I am. I imagine that Frederica is as well. Sore but hungry she surely must be." John smiles. "Yes I'm sure she is sore. Hungry I don't know about or care. Now at night you will put a diaper on her. She will wear a diaper every night until I see you next time I come down. Whether that be one day or 30. You will not mention this to her until it is bed time." John reaches out and squeezes her tit. "You won't mention it to me that it was done either. Oh yes and also she is to be restrained down to the bed., every night, on her stomach. If she gives you so much as one ounce of trouble tan her ass. No games, just immediately tan that ass of hers." John then turns and starts up the stairs to leave the Harem. "Yes Master." Betty Lou heads off after John. Once John is at the top of the stairs and through the door he stops short. "WHAT THE FUCK." He yells in his loudest voice. He heads over to Frederica laying on the top of the sofas back. Betty Lou goes through the door. She shakes her head. "She must enjoy being beaten Master." John didn't answer Betty Lou. He grabs Frederica by her left ear. He swats her on the ass with his other hand. "Yeeeeeeoooooow." Johns free hand then grabs her by the back of the neck and he pulls a crying Frederica to her feet. The muscles in her legs, which had stopped spasoning tighten up again. But up she goes. She had no choice. Either loose her ear or stand. Betty Lou is now standing beside John. "Take her ear Betty Lou." Betty Lou takes Frederica's ear as John lets go. "Also take her neck." "Yes Master." She also grabs onto the back of Frederica's neck. Grabbing her tightly with both hands. "I truly don't know about you bitch. I think you enjoy getting this ass of your tanned." John swats her ass. "Yeeeeeeoooow." She tries to walk forward, but can't with Betty Lou holding onto her ear and neck so tightly. John walks over to the counter at the edge of the kitchen area and picks up the ping pong paddle. He swats his own hand with it. Shaking the hand he swatted, for it hurt him a tiny bit. "Oh god no Master. Noooooo." Frederica tries to pull away from Betty Lou. Betty Lou knows better than to let go or loose control of her. As she might get the beating instead. Rather Frederica should loose her ear than herdelf get an ass tanning. John walks over behind Frederica. She tries to pull away from Betty Lou's tight grip. But this time in the other direction. "No, please. In god's name. No not in gods name. In your mothers name. John don't. Have some pity on your mother. Please." Frederica has lost all control of herself, she forgets to not refer to herself as his mother. Her mind is almost driven crazy with the pain that she is being forced to suffer at his hand. Or more to the point at the ping pong paddles. And not his hand. Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Frederica's left hand which had been up grabbing Betty Lou's hand on her ear. Immediatelly moves over her own ass. John simply swats her on the other cheek. The one the hand isn't over. Frederica's legs are again spasmatic. "John stops tanning Frederica's ass at two swats. "Betty Lou to the bathroom." "Yes Master." She starts to pull Frederica over to the bathroom. John begins to tan Frederica on her raw and very sore ass. Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Crack. "Yeeeeeeeeooooow." Betty Lou pulls Frederica at a slow and steady pace. She knows what John wants to do and obligess him. Rather Frederica that herself. Once at the bathtub John stops the paddling. "Let go of her." Betty Lou lets go and steps back a step. Making sure to be out of reach of that paddle. She knows that John could swat her at any moment. For any reason or for no reason.. John points at Frederica. "You bitch, in the tub." Frederica crying say. "Yes Master." She gets into the tub and winces as she sits down on the hard cold porcelon of the tub. John turns to Betty Lou. "She's all yours." "Thank you Master." He then turns and heads out of the bathroom, putting down the ping pong paddle as he leaves. Out of the Harem and up into the main house he goes. Betty Lou turns to Frederica. She puts her hands up on her hips and shakes her head. Tst Tsting, as she looks down at her siting there in the tub, crying. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." "Now on to business Frederica." Betty Lou gets down on her haunches and begins to restrain the crying Frederica's ankles and wrists. She is shaking her head from side to side. "I don't know about you Frederica, you seem to enjoy getting spanked, or at least you do things we both know will lead to spankings. Once she is done she hoses Frederica down with warm water. She uses warm water, she knew that that bastered John would have used cold water. But she doesn't enjoy doing this, she is only doing it because she knows what will happen to her if she doesn't. Now if John was actually standing there she probably would use cold water. But not at this moment. First thing she did was get a wash cloth, soap, douche equipment and a scrub brush. She got the softest scrub brush there was. Again she knew that John would have used the Spanish soap, a rough scrub brush and any old rag. First thing she does is stick the douche nozzle into Frederica's pussy. Frederica isn't crying any more. She just sits there knowing that she shouldn't say anything. She expects a spanking if she puts up any fuss at all. She knows for sure John would tan her ass, but isn't to sure what Betty Lou might or might not do at any particular moment. As the douche nozzle goes in Frederica moans a little. "Ooooooooooo." Betty Lou stops for a second. "Don't worry my dear, I'll be as gentle as I can. I realize the pain you must be in. I know I'll have trouble sitting correctly for the rest of the day and you went through more than I did." Frederica smiles. "Yes, It's killing me just sitting here now. I'll be sleeping on my stomach for a week." Betty Lou smiles. Knowing that what she'll be doing is wearing a diaper to bed for a while. She'll be sleeping on her stomach whether she wants to or not. But then she couldn't know that yet. Betty Lou had hooked up the douche tube into Frederica. She turned on the warm water and started to automatically douche Frederica out. At first the water that exited the tube was dark, After a few minutes it was clear. Frederica never could get used to this device. Running soapy water into her vagina and letting it clean her out automatically like this. She had never even imagined such a thing could be done, let alone done it before becoming a member of the Harem. Once the water was clear for a few minutes Betty Lou turned off the equipment and removed it. She then got the wash cloth wet and soapy and washed off Frederica. When John wasn't there watching she only did every area once. Once she was through she filled the tub with nice hot watter and let Fredserica soak in it while she went and made them lunch. Frederica was in quite a lot of pain from the beatings, but the hot water seemed to relax her muscles and made her feel soo good. That is except for her very sore ass, which she had to sit on. She so much wished that she was laying on her stomach in the third tub. The third tub was designed so that you could lay on your stomach and still be restrained. Frederica could hear Betty Lou in the kitchen preparing lunch. It began to smell oh so good. After a while Betty Lou returned and released Frederica and the two women went and had a very large lunch. They where both famished. Not eating since the day before. As Frederica sat at the kitchen table, she would occassionally shift her ass from one side to the other. "Hurt does it Frederica?" "Yes, quite." Betty Lou chewed on her meal. "You know I'm sorry for anything that I have to do to you. I wouldn't be doing it otherwise." Frederica put down her fork. "Yes I know. Otherwise is a big word. Otherwise neither of us would be here in the first place." Betty Lou shook her head in agreement, as she mouthed another mouthful of food. "Yes, otherwise." They both went silent as they finished their meals. Knowing that John could be watching. They knew that the chances of him actually watching at that moment where pretty small. But they never knew. That night as the 30 minute, get ready for bed horn, rang. Betty went in search of Frederica. She eventually found Frederica turning over her matress. She was putting the piss stained side down. "My dear, I've got some uncomfortable news for you." As the matress flopped down on the bed, Frederica bent to straighten the matress. "Oh god what now, has he instructed to you what spank me, give me an all night enema, make me drink kyour piss. What." Betty Lou steps back a step and looked around, as if she thought they might me observed. "Don't even joke about stuff likle that. If he's watching it may give him ideas. And I don't know about you, but I definetly don't want to be subjected to those types of tortures. No. No. No." She shook her head back and forth. Frederica turned towards Betty Lou. "Well then what has he in mind for me." "Your to be restrained on you stomach. For the night." Betty Lou left the part about wearing a diaiper for the night out. She knew it would be easier to control Frederica in stages. She didn't want any crap from her. Frederioca lay down on her bed on her stomach. "Okay ready whenever you are." Betty Lou put the restraints on Frederica. First her ankles, then her wrists. The wrists being at her sides. She then left to get the diaper. Frederica lay there trying to get to sleep, she hadn't realized that there was going to be anything coming. It was a few minutes before Betty Lou returned. Frederica had actually managed to fall asleep. Falling alsleep had been dificult being restrained when she had first found herself in this position, months earlier. But she had come up with a sure fire method. She would simply repeat a mantra to herself, over and over agin. That would relax her. She would say, Breath In, Breath Out, and this would relax her. Betty Lou stood there looking down at Frederica, sleeping. She crouched down and patted Frederica on the meatiest and sorest part of her ass. "Wake up sleepy head." Frederica shot awake, with a pain running down both her legs. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhh, oh god." She turned her head to face Betty Lou. "What, what are you doing." Betty Lou grabbed onto Frederica's meaty ass, just at the bottom of her left ass cheek. "Ooooohhhh." She squeezed it. "Lift up you tummy, my dear." The pain again shot down Frederica's legs. "What are you doing." "The Master told lme you where to wear a diaper until futher notice." "Oh god, a diaper." "Yes a diaper." She let go of Frederica's ass cheek." Frederica was flabbergasted, but lifted up her ass. She knew that if John said she was going to wear a diaper. Than a diaper is what she would be wearing. She would have no choice in the matter. Betty Lou put the diaper under Frederica's stomach and pinned the sides. Making it tight as could be. "Oh god this is awful." Betty Lou stood up. "Yes, isn't it. Thank god your the one who pissed herself and not me." She then turned and made herself ready for bed. Frederica sniffled a bit and then fell asleep. After saying her mantra a few times. Janet had woken up some time after John, gotten up and packed their bags. They where heading out to LA for the premier of a movie that John's independent movie company, Anything's Possible Productions, had produced. It was titled "Danced To Death." It was about a woman living in Nebraska in the 1930's who ends up being committed to the local sanitarium for women. Her favorite actor, Jeffrey Dupont, plays the head doctor. She's been guaranteed by John to meet him at the after show party. John enters the bedroom and sees his wife bent over packing her suitcase, his suitecase sits on the chair already packed. He walks over to her and gives her a crack on the rump with his hand. Crack. "Ouch." Janet stands bolt upright and turns around rubbing her backside. "That hurt baby." Smiling and all apologetic he embraces her. "I'm so sorry baby. But whenever I see that bottom of yours I just have to pat it. It's just the cutest bottom anyone could look at. In or out of cloths." They kiss, he begins to unzip the back of her tight pants and she pushes him away. "Not now you horny little bastard, we have to go over and pick up mummy. We'll miss the plane if we don't leave right now. The limousine arrived about 30 minutes ago." She zips the zipper back up. "We won't miss the plane, It's a company plane. They'll wait forever for us. But you're right we should get going anyway." Off they go to the airport and eventually Los Angeles, John, Janet and her mother Brenda meet up with George her father already in LA on business. |
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It
was 12:15 in the am on a Friday night, when he pulled up in front
of the Crystal Club in downtown Raleigh, North Carolina. He dialed
his cell phone and got High Diveden on his cell phone. High Diveden
was one of the pimps that ran the downtown whores. He had a stable
of 60, with a range that ran from 13 to 47 years in age, but all
fine lookers. Every one of them knew how to satisfy a man and
what they wanted out of them. He had spent many an hour personally
training his whores.