Wayward Wife's Punishment
Chapter 29
Lilith Landry was one inventive lady. She was in another altogether
different and higher league than the one I occupied. Her opening move, aimed at
turning JJ into some frightened subservient female eager to do exactly as she
was ordered, was sheer genius. After slapping JJ's big broad bottom a couple
more times she gave me this wicked grin, pointed toward the closet and nodded. I
opened it and jumped back in surprise as I found myself confronted by a very
realistic gorilla suit, the kind you could rent for a party or Halloween.
However this little item was more than just a suit. It had a musky, animal odor
attached to it that was rank to put it mildly.
Lilith pantomimed putting the suit on and I grudgingly complied, not
exactly thrilled at the smell or the discomfort of wearing this heavy costume.
Attached at the crotch was a wicked looking dildo, short and very fat, sort of
what a gorilla's cock might feel like if you were a blindfolded, tied-up woman
and thought one of those big apes was raping you. If that wasn't enough, there
was more, much more. Lilith produced a little tape recorder and held it up,
pointing to the little box and then toward JJ's bottom, hunching herself
obscenely. I got the picture and realized I was in the presence of a dementedly
brilliant practioner of the art of mental torture, and one who I sincerely hoped
would never think unkindly toward me.
She carefully placed the tape recorder down on the table and produced
still another little tool that completed the ruse she had created to perfection.
I was a little confused as to why she was holding what looked to be a perfume
atomizer. Then she sprayed a few puffs from it and I thought I was in a monkey
house, so overwhelming were the odors of wet fur and animal waste. JJ picked up
the odor as well and her head came up from the table. At that point Lilith
turned on the tape recorder and the room was filled with the roars of some huge
ape, probably taped at the same place as she got the scent. She pointed at me
and nodded her head as if to say "It's show time!" Part of me had always wanted
to experience the adulation of an audience captivated by my talents as I moved
effortlessly about the brightly lit stage. Well here was my chance.
The sounds and smells combined with the oppressive feeling of being
trapped beneath this heavy costume that reeked of smells whose origin I did not
want to think about for too long, was all that was necessary to turn me into a
sex mad gorilla who was about to cornhole this brazen white explorer who dared
to intrude on my territory. I'd show that fat-assed bitch who ruled this part of
the misty hills.
I approached her, swinging my arms from side to side and grunting along
with the roars emanating from the recorder. I brushed one of my hairy arms
across her back and her whole body went rigid with terror. Even with the ear
plugs, I was sure that JJ was picking up the sound of those roars coming from
the tape recorder. Then I bent my knees and got as good a grip on her hips as
the costume would allow. I moved closer and began to stab the dildo, or was it
my cock, in the general direction of her asshole. JJ made things none too easy
for me by shifting her body from side to side and rearing up every chance she
got. I was frustrated at first, but kept on stabbing until I got lucky and hit
the bull's eye, that chocolate starfish was now wrapped around the head of my
thick cock and I was about to plow this bitch open like she was a rotted log.
Just about then she started shaking all over as if she was having a fit,
and proceeded to piss all over the place, including part of my costume, or was
it me by then? All I remember from that point on was driving my short fat cock
as deep into her tight shitter as it could go as I pounded my chest and roared
along with my fellow apes. This bitch was mine! The next thing I recall was
Lilith shaking me and calling my name. I returned to my real body to discover
that JJ had fainted dead away and the dildo was buried to the hilt in her
spasming asshole.
"You were spectacular! I almost thought you had changed into a gorilla,
it was marvelous! Without your performance this would have been mildly amusing,
but thanks to you my dear co-conspirator, it was great theater and something I
shall always remember. Now what do you say to getting that dildo out of Ms
Jones' asshole so I can put something else into it.?" Her words penetrated my
fog and perked me up immediately. I was not going to be just a spear carrier in
this opera after all. The opening scene had really gotten me enthused. I started
to look forward to doing some very nasty things to the helpless body of Jillian
Jones.
Once I was free from the gorilla suit, I helped Lilith take a most
subdued JJ down the hall to the bathroom for the first round of water sports she
had planned for her adversary. While I showered to remove the smell of that
costume from my body, my companion prepared the first of what would be numerous
killer enemas that would make poor JJ believe sincerely that her intestines were
on fire or on the verge of either exploding or collapsing, not to mention that
the mucus membrane guarding the region of her rectum along with the sensitive
skin surrounding her anus had been removed with a sandblaster.
I declined Lilith's generous offer of JJ's mouth to reward me for my
sterling performance as "King Kong", which was from now on her pet name for
yours truly. I had been called worse, but let's face it, that name was like
stroking me behind the ear as far as I was concerned. This is not to say that I
was merely a passive onlooker as JJ's asshole swallowed over two quarts of a
mixture consisting primarily of dishwasher detergent laced liberally with
powdered alum plus a soupcon of turpentine to kick it up a notch. Actually
Lilith confessed that it was more like a half cupful, since she felt in a
creative mood at the time she mixed this one.
This whole scene brought back memories of WooWoo and I got sort of
choked up as I relived some of the happier moments of my life as I watched that
little Chinese firecracker groan and beg for mercy, all the while knowing that
she was approaching her own private nirvana as she did. To avoid getting maudlin
I got busy making JJ sweat as her belly slowly began to round from the water
coursing through her lower intestines, seeking room to expand. At first I
pressed my hand against her belly and pushed until she groaned. From there her
pussy got some teasing and prodding along with more, less gentle, stomach
pushes. Finally I thumped her stretched stomach as if it were a drum and she
alternated between groans and tears as her limit was approached.
L-squared joined in the fun once she replaced the enema nozzle with a
butt plug that she jammed into JJ's quivering asshole before she could begin
eliminating the contents of her enema. Lilith spanked the helpless woman with
good solid swats that had some muscle behind them. I felt honor bound to elevate
the pain I was providing. Now I was punching her bulging belly, not with hard
blows, but with enough force to move the ball of water from one location to
another and then have it return, causing a new set of cramps to ripple through
her body.
JJ's body was soon covered with sweat as the cramps kept coming and
there was no way for her to relieve this awful pressure that seemed to be
unending. I got busy working first two and then four fingers into her cunt,
moving them in as far as they'd go and then working them from side to side to
stretch her pussy to its limits. It really got interesting when I slipped the
hood from her clit and began to torment that hot button. JJ's brain was getting
scrambled from the conflicting signals it was receiving. There were pleasure
signals countermanding pain responses; then everything would scatter and return
in still another guise. The plumpish middle-aged woman was shaking and crying
uncontrollably as she was totally frustrated in her efforts to escape the pain
she was experiencing.
Without warning, JJ began to vomit. The pain was intensified as her
stomach muscles convulsed over and over, each time forcing up whatever was
lodged in her bulging belly. Chunks of undigested food plopped into the tub,
followed by waves of a brownish mixture that was predominately digested food
that was unable to start its journey through her intestines, which were now
blocked with the heavy detergent. I didn't realize at the time that the alum
mixed into the detergent had been quickly absorbed into her system and was
causing the uncontrollable vomiting that she was experiencing. Lilith really
knew her enemas. This woman had a great future as the chief torturer of some
small third world country or even as a member of one of the clandestine
organizations that we failed to acknowledge as belonging to our country.
Things took a turn for the worse when Lilith finally allowed JJ to void
the enema. The woman was forced to stand in he center of the tub before the butt
plug was pulled from her anus. Then the second fiendish characteristic of the
alum kicked into play. The very fine particles proved to be quite abrasive to
the tender lining of JJ's intestines and did even worse damage to the skin
surrounding her anus. JJ screamed and screamed as she pushed the viscous mixture
from her bowels, causing the alum particles to tear away at any mucus membrance
or other sensitive covering that was encountered on the trip out from her
insides. Then when she was almost finished ridding her body of the vicious
invader, the astringent properties of the alum came into focus. It felt as if
every drop of moisture or lubricant had been wrung from her insides, causing a
burning, itching sensation that grew stronger with time.
JJ begged for relief from this terrible torment, promising anything if
only the burning pain would subside. Lilith laughed and gave her some choices
that might cause her to make the pain go away for now. JJ agreed to all the
tortures and humiliations that Lilith suggested without reservation. She looked
over to me and smiled. "You heard what she said. Now do you have any scruples
about sodomizing her or having her swallow your cock and drink your piss? You
just heard her say she'd love to have you do those things to her as often as you
wished during her stay. What say you to this most generous offer?" What could I
do in those circumstances but accept with thanks.
I watched as JJ took an even larger enema than the first, this being the
answer to her prayers. The warm soapy water did the job of neutralizing the alum
that remained inside her body. JJ didn't realize how beneficial this enema was
to her plight until perhaps five minutes after she was plugged tight once more.
Naturally I took this opportunity to torment her further. I even put a few of
the spring loaded binder clips on strategic portions of her naked body and
enjoyed the tears that flowed like a waterfall from her eyes. She made a strange
sight, hopping up and down in the tub, her bloated belly bouncing wildly from
her movements, the clips anchored securely to her nipples as well as another
pair shutting her cunt nearly air tight. Gradually she began to notice the
lessening of the pain associated with the first enema. Of course there was
additional pain now superimposed over the orginal pattern, but it too soon
proved bearable.
Lilith made her captive squat and relieve herself in the tub, a most
embarrassing situation for one such as JJ. She didn't help matters by smirking
and making vulgar comments to me about what a pig our guest had turned out to
be. "If it was a bit warmer I'd turn her out into the back yard and let her do
her business there so as not to befoul the air. Then I'd hang the plump bitch
from one of the tree limbs and see how much skin I could whip from that broad
rump of hers." These demeaning remarks affected the woman and it showed in her
body language even as she expended much of her energy expelling the soapy
solution that had worked its magic at a price. A this point Lilith declared that
it was time for a nice cold shower to invigorate our guest before taking her to
the recreation room for further punishment.
We marched a still blindfolded, wet, shivering JJ down the hall toward
the stairs that led to a room located on the second floor. I slapped her big
bottom as she mounted the steps. I had a good view of her cunt winking back at
me as she moved. It began to tempt me and I recalled her frantic promises of
less than an hour ago, and began contemplating taking her up on one or more of
them.
The recreation room was located at the back of the house and was in
essence an unfinished area with exposed beams and unpainted walls with holes
cut into them for light fixtures and such that had not been installed yet. Of
even more significance there was a rough cut window that had been boarded up. It
was also obvious that the heating duct had not been completed either, for the
room was quite chilly. I watched JJ hop from one foot to the other in a vain
attempt to ward off the chill that was intensified by the sheen of cold water
that still dripped from her naked body.
Lilith had done some preparation for JJ's visit. There was a heavy metal
hook screwed into one of the beams in the ceiling. A few feet from the hook was
a crude light fixture consisting of a bare bulb screwed into a length of
flexible cabling that was hooked into one of the two outlets located along the
baseboard of the room. There was a large rectangular construction made of rough
wood that must have measured nearly four by four feet. At its corners were large
eyebolts screwed into the wood. Half way down the sides were another set of
eyebolts as well. Then there was a heavy wooden chair featuring arm rests and
absolutely no padding anywhere. It was solidly made with a network of rungs
connecting the legs and a rather elaborate grillwork of woodwork forming the
back of the chair. Completing the furniture were two cheap cushion type chairs
that one could purchase at the local hardware store for use in the backyard
during summer. Finally there was a metal chest very much akin to the type that
JJ had stored beneath her bed in that horrible torture chamber that she called a
bedroom. That brought back memories and gave me chills that had nothing to do
with the coolness of the room.
I assisted Lilith as we removed the handcuffs JJ wore and hung her by
her wrists from the hook in the ceiling, using some of the rope I'd purchased
earlier this morning. I had to readjust her bonds a number of times before
L-squared was satisfied. JJ's feet barely touched the cold wooden floor by the
time we were done. Her arms were trembling from the strained position they had
to assume in order for her toes to just touch the floor. Lilith amused herself
by stepping on JJ's feet, causing her to lift them and put all her weight on her
strained shoulders.
She waved her arm in a grand gesture and said, "Well, what do you think
of my little torture chamber? I know its not much yet, but it should do the job
on this bitch for now. I'm sure that by the time I get this big bag of blubber
back up here again, it will be more suitably appointed. As for now we'll have to
make do with it as is. One thing that has been finished is the soundproofing.
This bitch can scream her bloody head off, and I intend to make her do just
that, and no one will be the wiser outside this room, unless they're listening
at the keyhole. If they are, I think I'll invite them in to take a turn making
this home wrecker scream bloody murder as she gets her just desserts."
At my hostess' request, I retrieved the rest of my bag of goodies from
the hardware and drug store and brought them up to the "torture chamber". Lilith
had become impatient and was now busily engaged in employing her special paddle
to flatten JJ's broad bottom. I had the opportunity of evaluating the securityof
this room, and it wasn't until I was reaching for the door handle that I heard
the pistol-lke sound of that paddle exploding against JJ's bare flesh, followed
by her yelping response to the assault.
Lilith had taken off her sweat shirt to give herself more freedom of
movement as she pulverized her victim's hind quarters. I was most impressed by
the way her big breasts fought to escape from the full cut bra containing them.
This very tough lady was beginning to turn me on big time and I wondered if we
might have a chance to renew old acquaintances before finishing off JJ for the
day. Perhaps a long lunch might be in order, especially if JJ was so beaten up
by then that she needed some extra time to recover so she could be punished
further.
The paddle L-squared wielded was custom-made according to what she had
told me last evening. Calling it a paddle was a bit of an understatement. The
paddle portion was almost rectangular, rounded at the edges. There were holes
drilled through the center portion of this weapon to allow it to generate more
speed due to the reduction in air resistance. The paddle portion looked to be
nearly a foot long and perhaps eight inches across at its broadest point. The
handle to which it was joined was a good two feet in length and padded at the
end to give a firm grip to the person using it. It all honesty it looked more
like a cricket bat than a paddle. The way Lilith was swinging it confirmed my
view. She was using both her hands to hold it and she had a short compact swing
that would be the envy of some baseball players. The results it obtained were
awesome.
I walked around so that I could watch the paddle making contact with
JJ's big broad bottom. What a sight it was! Already her plump cheeks were a dark
angry shade of red and there were even blood blisters surfacing after each swat.
Each blow ruptured more blood vessels beneath the skin and soon her ass would be
turning purple and perhaps even black unless Lilith tired herself out by
overdoing the fury of her attack. I had to admit that I was sexually excited by
the sight of Jillian's buttocks being so brutally damaged. I started imaging how
it would feel to be sodomizing her, my hard cock burrowing between those
horribly swollen, bruised and blood splotched hams, listening to her screams
of agony from the combination of the terrible pain emanating from her blistered
butt and the additional agony that was radiating from deep within her rectum as
I pounded away inside her sore, abraded channel.
My companion offered me a turn, but I declined, explaining that I'd
prefer to do some redecorating of our guest's body. Lilith shrugged and let the
paddle hang loosely from her hand. "Perhaps after you've had your fun you might
reconsider my offer." she observed. I set about coming up with half a dozen of
my favorite toys, the spring loaded clips that had been an afterthought when I
went shopping at the drug store. I put two of the small one on her nipples,
making sure they bit into the sensitive nubs with all the force they were
designed to provide. Our blindfolded guest whimpered in pain and fear. Her
whimpers turned to screams when I put a pair of heavier clips on the insides of
her pebbled thighs. Lilirth laughed delightedly when I managed to attach another
pair into the flesh forming the cleft in her well bruised behind.
I gave her a thumbs up sign and rummaged around in my bag to find more
that I wanted to use on her cunt. That supersensitive region soon was covered
with four of these little devils, going from her tingling clit to the base of
her dripping cunt. The fact that she was seeping pussy juice was a very
interesting sign. Our little guest was just full of dirty little secrets. This
latest one was a true revelation, she seemed to be enjoying some, perhaps all,
of the pain we were dishing out to her. Wait until Lilith discovered that little
surprise. I could hardly wait to start teasing her curiosity.
( To be continued )
