Wayward Wife's Punishment
Chapter 30
Abstract: After a pep talk from Lilith, our hero steps up to his
responsibilities and proceeds to do some serious damage to JJ's bare body, and
even reveals himself to her. He also comes up with an innovative method of
hanging Lilith's adversary out like a rug that needs a good beating. All good
things must soon come to an end, and finally they give JJ a change of scenery
and time to recover from the savage beating she received. So it's off to the
bathroom for a killer enema, compliments of Lilith, and a series of refreshing
golden showers for Lilith's house guest.
Lilith suggested we retire for lunch and let our guest ponder her fate.
All this activity had given me an appetite and made me horny as well. I was
sorely tempted to see if I could entice Lilith into bed for a little romp to
take the edge off my needs that were becoming a bit more than I could reasonably
handle. I should have known better than to presume that my companion was unaware
of what I was contemplating.
Lunch turned into lecture and then morphed into lesson before my very
eyes. Lilith not only beat me to the punch, she just plain beat me to a pulp,
figuratively thank the gods. I was reminded rather forcefully that my presence
was requested because I was an aggrieved party, and being a male in reasonably
good physical condition could ensure that Lilith would not be overmatched by Ms
Jones. Currently Lilith was not seeking stud service, wishing to focus her
energies entirely on exacting the proper amount of revenge on her guest. If I
felt the need for sexual relief, Ms Jones was available for that purpose as
well. If I had scruples that interferred with my ability to rationally separate
"imagined" rape from "actual" vengeance, that was my problem, not hers.
I debated whether to grovel at her feet and beg forgiveness for being a
male and rather stupid, or just take my lumps and move on, a sadder but wiser
person for it. However one look into Lilith Landry's flashing eyes indicated
that being a good steward and assisting her in the destruction of JJ's attitude
of superiority, which I abhored with all the fiber of my being, was the best
answer to what had just transpired. My choice was the proper one for which I was
richly rewarded, not exactly by Ms Landry either.
We returned to the "exercise room" as Lilith described her bare bones
torture chamber, and resumed turning JJ into a docile and totally humiliated
drudge that would be the perfect foil for Lilith whenever she got irritated or
even bored with the requirements placed upon her as our corporation's
representative of high level management here in the frozen wilds of the American
heartland. My guess was that Lilith Landry would probably not see more than a
couple of winters here before moving on to bigger and better things. I couldn't
help wondering what lucky man or was it woman, would be keeping her warm and
sexually fulfilled over that length of time. I knew it certainly wasn't this
churl, but it sure could be a lot of fun to hang around as long as possible and
just enjoy the ride. That was one of the smarter decisions I'd made in a while,
and I sure did have plenty of fun over the next day or so with my old nemesis
JJ.
Lilith, now refreshed and fortified by lunch as well as tearing me a new
one, took up her cricket bat and resumed walloping the daylights out of JJ. When
she tired, I stepped up to the plate and lined a few extra base hits off JJ's
badly bruised rump before deciding that it would be a good time to tryout a few
of those liniments and creams on her blood blistered bottom. Her screams and the
way she wiggled and writhed indicated that the warning on the labels was truth
in advertizing at its best. While our guest shimmied and shook her bare body in
a fruitless effort to extinguish the fire that was burning out of control across
her broad ass, I took up the cudgel and started in on the backs of her thighs
and legs, working up a good sweat before Lilith interrupted my fun and demanded
I return her paddle.
I rummaged around in my bag of goodies and came up with the hose clamps.
By now Lilith had done a good job of working in the creams and liniments I'd
applied to JJ's swollen ass. Her face broke into a great big smile when I held
up the clamps and nodded my head toward her victm. "By all means. I can hardly
wait to see how they look on her." Encouraged by Lilith's comment I approached
our blindfolded guest and decided to reveal myself to her so she knew what else
she had to face over the next day or so. I yanked off the sleep mask that had
doubled as her blindfold and grinned into her shocked face.
"Small world, isn't it?" was all I said before hefting one of her big
soft tits and letting her see what was in store for it. She started to really
struggle at this point and so I twisted her tit until tears came to her eyes.
Still not satisfied, I captured the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and
gave it a good hard squeeze until she let out a yelp. "You're hurting me!" JJ
exclaimed. I nodded like some halfwit, playing to my audience of one. Then I did
a number on her other nipple and she let out a howl this time beause I used my
fingernails as well. While JJ sniffled and moaned I opened the hose clamp and
got the band of metal wrapped around the base of her right tit. I asked Liith to
give me a hand so I could secure the screw into the coil and start tightening it
down. JJ really gave the sound proofing a good test as I screwed the metal band
down into her pale, soft flesh and watched it actually flow through the openings
in the clamp. Lilith gave me the thumbs up sign and asked if she could put the
other one on. I nodded and let her take over.
I got another idea as I watched Lilith happily screwing down the metal
clamp to completely capture JJ's other tit. She even went a little further than
I did, based on the screams and screeches that came from JJ. While this was
happening I got another nasty idea of a way to use a few more of those hose
clamps. Soon I was kneeling between JJ's legs and fastening one of these little
demons around her big toe. I scrunched it down to the bone as she shrieked in
pain. Lilith looked at me quizzically as I proceeded to put another clamp on
JJ's other big toe. Now for the fun to begin I thought to myself.
I'd noticed some concrete blocks left behind by the builder who
evidently had used this room for a storage area. I pulled one over and then
looped some of the wire I'd purchased through the excess metal that resulted
from screwing the clamp tight. Next I looped the wire through one of the open
portions of the block. Then I dragged the concrete block as far as JJ's leg
could be pulled sideways. Lilith clapped her hands as she realized what I was in
the process of doing. With her assistance we soon had JJ's legs spread to their
limit; now her bound wrists and trembling shoulders were supporting the entire
weight of her body.
"Well done my boon companion, I see you have some imagination after all!
It will stand us in good stead as we work to reduce this mass of resisting flesh
before us to something more amenable to suggestion." I had to hand it to
L-squared, she was really into this fanciful activity to the limit. All we
lacked was an audience, because we both were really hamming it up with our
florid speech and gestures. It's a shame they were wasted on that old frump, JJ,
who did not seem to see the humor in what was occurring.
Lilith's eyes got real wide when I fished a couple of lengths of
electrical cabling from my bag. These babies were designed to carry plenty of
current which meant they were mostly copper wire surrounded by some neoprene
housing. I slapped one of the cables, it was about two feet long and at least
three inches around, against the palm of my hand and realized just how dangerous
this could be if used improperly. Fortunately for JJ, my compatriot was not
strong enough to generate the kind of force that could cause deep welts or worse
yet, severe bruising that would extend deep into the flesh of its target.
JJ's eyes darted back and forth from me to Lilith, watching to see which
of us would begin to use these evil looking rubber hoses on her body. I suggestd
to Lilith that she choose an area to work over and that she use both hands in
order to not only to be able to generate enough force to do some damage, but
also be able to control it so that she could hit what she wanted to hit. I could
see that she was a bit uncomfortable with this kind of a club, even though the
paddle she had used to destroy JJ's bottom was in its class. As for me, I wanted
to home in on the insides of my former lover's thighs, hoping to give them
enough punishment so that she would have a hard time walking for two reasons,
one from the aching flesh of her thighs and the other due to the fact that
they'd be so swollen that they'd brush against each other causing additional
pain from a new source.
When L-squared chose to start in on JJ's clamped and rapidly swelling
tits I winced sympathetically. I had to admit that Jillian Jones was nowhere to
be found on my list of people I enjoy being around. However the thought of those
big, soft bags of fat, nerve endings and skin being turned into a pair of black
bowling balls was not something I was interested in witnessing. Then again I
didn't have a good friend's marriage badly damaged by our guest either. Then I
did a mental double-take and realized that I did so, namely myself! Come to
think of it, my wayward wife's punishment would make what was happening to JJ
seem like a walk in the park.
That debate now concluded, I let the buxom lady from merry old England
have one right across the belly , just inches above her thick lipped cunt. She
immediately brought up a mouthful of bile that dribbled down the front of her
body and was splattered about by the first blow from Lilith that caught her left
tit dead center. My companion was obviously a quick study or had just gotten
lucky . I don't think that JJ cared much which was correct, she was in way too
much pain to even think. I put that thought from my mind and concentrated on
beating her belly like it was a drum.
Lilith and I worked like a team that had been together for years. We
drubbed the naked middle-aged lady from pillar to post and then back again. I
kept making her puke up this strange almost transparent fluid that she sometimes
reswallowed and then coughed uncontrollably as I landed one crisp blow after
another to whatever target I chose. I liked to make the cable move from her
navel down to the top of her cunt in increments of perhaps an inch. It was so
much fun that I hardly paid attention to what was going on upstairs where Lilith
was making JJ's tits go from D to FF cup size by sheer force of numbers. Of
course she missed her targets as often as she hit them, but who was counting?
Naturally Lilith had to soon stop her exertion and rest, but I just kept on
going as I had developed a nice comfortable rhythm much to JJ's dismay.
L-squared pulled rank and decreed that our guest needed a trip to the
bathroom for some additional freshening up. By now her tits were gigantic and
approaching an ebony coloration. Despite Lilith's frown I began loosening the
metal bands that had almost disappeared into JJ's swollen tit flesh. In spots
the metal had actually eaten into the flesh sufficiently to draw blood. JJ began
to scream as the blood circulation was restored to her bulging breasts and the
pain grew steadily. Lilith's face was beaming as she watched her adversary's
face grow pale and sweaty even though the room was decidedly cold. I realized
that the woman was close to going into shock from all the pain and punishment
she had endured. To her credit it also dawned on Lilith that we might have gone
a wee bit too far. She got busy unscrewing JJ's toe clamps and somehow we got
her limp body down to the floor.
Our guest was strictly dead weight, and there was plenty of it to move.
I got my hands under her armpits and started to drag her bare body across the
floor, which picked up some splinters that added to her discomfort. She was
still conscious, but barely. I could feel her body shaking and hear her low,
drawn out sobbing. Somehow we got her out of the cold room and down the hall
where it was warm. Lilith found a robe and we got our guest swaddled in its
folds while she continued to shake uncontrollably. I had to admit that I was a
little uneasy about the situation we found ourselves in, but to her credit
Lilith stayed the course. "We are going to get this sow down the hall and into
the bathroom. There we'll put her in the shower and wake her up with a nice cold
drenching until she returns to us so we can humilate her some more. I've got a
recipe for an enema that will make her wish she were dead, and I intend to use
it on Miss Piggy this very day."
Lilith proved to be a woman of her word. I was bushed by the time I
rolled JJ into the shower stall. I jumped back to avoid the avalanche of icy
water that flooded the stall. For a brief time JJ didn't respond, adding to my
anxiety. Then the cold penetrated her befogged mind and she started to react
normally, teeth chattering and her arms moving up to try to fend off the
stinging stream of cold water that poured down from the shower head. Then Lilith
turned off the flow and asked me to drag her soaked secretary from the stall and
put her in cuffs once more.
Soon the shivering woman was bent over the edge of the tub as Lilith
filled the red rubber enema bag with a solution of items that she guaranteed
would have JJ up and running full speed as soon as it started working on her
intestines. I knew this one was going to be murder when I was told to make sure
she was thoroughly gagged. I couldn't resist giving her nipples a good twist
just for old times, and I was complimented for my participation, followed by a
dig concerning my reluctance to avail myself of JJ's orifices to relieve my
tensions. For a brief moment in my mind, Lilith exchanged places with JJ and it
was yours truly giving her my special mixture of nettle oil, jalapeno peppers,
turpentine and drain cleaner, all carried along by water that was just a few
degrees below its boiling point. Then I cleared my head of this latest fantasy
and waited to carry out any further orders from my commander, the notorious
"Lethal Lilith".
Whatever was in that bulging bag was soon transferred into JJ's bloated
intestines where all hell broke loose. I had to put her into a choke hold to
calm JJ down and that didn't work for more than a minute or so. I finally had to
push her over into the tub, nearly breaking her neck as she did a face plant
into the unyielding porcelain with the enema hose still attached to her spasming
rectum. Lilith smiled grimly, then reached down to yank the nozzle free and
quickly substitute a butt plug to keep whatever was ruining JJ's insides
contained. Tears were streaming down the plump woman's face and she was gyrating
around in the tub like some demented break dancer in a frantic effort to somehow
get some relief from the terrible pain she was experiencing. I wondered what
Lilith had put into the bag that caused this type of unbelievable response. I
also wondered if she would give me her recipe so if the opportunity ever
presented itself, I could let WooWoo have a taste of pure hellfire in an enema
bag.
Lilith finally relented and pulled the bung from JJ's puckered pooper
and we watched her void the mixture of liquid fire into the tub. The stench was
so bad that we were forced to retreat from the bathroom leaving JJ to cope with
the smell and her cramping intestines that continued to shoot streams of this
witch's brew from her quivering body. While we stood outside and listened to the
disgusting sounds coming from behind the closed door, Lilith remarked that our
guest was probably going to be quite thirsty , especially after having her
insides effectively sucked dry of any moisture by that special enema she had
just taken.
My attempt to coax the recipe from her was quickly rebuffed, which
disappointed me no end. I resolved to continue my quest for this enema to end
all enemas, but at a later date. There was still plenty of pain and humiliation
remaining to be dished out to our house guest. I also wanted to pursue my
observation that JJ seemed to derive some type of sexual pleasure from pain. I
hadn't paid much attention to that aspect of things since we were kept rather
busy, which left no time for other investigations.
Lilith's remark about JJ being thirsty meant that the next round of
water sports was about to begin. That in turn reminded me that I needed to
relieve myself very soon. I decided to wait a bit in hopes that I could empty my
full bladder into JJ's open mouth and watch her greedily swallow every drop.
Lilith sent me in first to air out the bathroom and get rid of the mess that JJ
had made in the tub. So much for any idea of equality in this partnership. She
pointed and I did her bidding. On the other hand things could be worse, a lot
worse. At least I wasn't naked, helpless and lying in my own wastes waiting for
whatever new things my captors were planning for me.
I was less than gentle as I grabbed JJ by her hair and half dragged her
from the tub. Her skin was covered with a layer of goose bumps caused by the
open window that not only let the foul air our, but also sucked away most of the
heat from the room. I pushed her into the shower stall and turned on the water
to complete her cleanup. I was a nice guy and let her take a hot shower this
time; very hot, in fact so hot that she struggled to escape after a few minutes.
When I let her out, she had skin the color of a boiled lobster. By then Lilith
had entered and was quite amused at the condition of her secretary.
The fun began shortly thereafter. I made JJ kneel on the tile floor
while L-squared stripped off her sweat suit bottoms and pulled down her panties.
Despite the lecture she'd given me earlier, the little guy who lived in my
shorts put in an appearance which she noticed. I received a stern look which
unfortunately did not intimidate Mikey, who started to grow in response to the
display of her lucious pink clam. Ignoring this public or was it pubic display
of affection, she strode to where JJ knelt and took her hair in both hands. Then
she slammed her bare crotch against the older woman's face and before the
startled JJ could prepare herself, she began drenching her in urine that spurted
like a fountain from her pee hole. I was still awed by this display even though
I knew it was coming. Lilith screamed at her captive to open her mouth and start
swallowing or she'd tear the hair out of her head. I watched in fascination as
JJ began gulping down the acrid yellow stream that poured from L-squared.
I have no idea how long Lilith fed her golden outpouring into JJ's open
mouth, but it was considerable. When she was finished she looked over to me and
asked loudly, "Don't you have anything to contribute beside that hardon?" That
woman sure knew how to hurt a guy and once again through the power concealed
within my perverted mind, JJ morphed into Lilith and little Mikey turned into a
firehose and proceeded to drown her in a blitz of piss. My fantasy dissolved and
I became very aware of the pressure from my full bladder. So I stepped up and
took over the job of making sure that JJ was rehydrated. My aim was a bit off
and on occasion I bathed her eyes and other parts of her face with my golden
shower.
When I finished, the floor of the bathroom was awash in piss. Lilith
decided that JJ should clean it up with her tongue and to incentivize her, she
stood over the plump, battered, dazed, piss soaked, punching bag of a woman and
used a length of electrical cabling which she had stashed in the hamper to whack
her soundly every time she slowed down in her efforts to suck up all the piss
that covered a good portion of the tiled floor. For the first time today I felt
sorry for JJ. One look at Lilith convinced me that she still harbored nothing
but thoughts of revenge for the trouble that poor JJ had caused her friends in
the mother country. It was going to be a very long night and day for our guest.I
wondered if she'd be capable of surviving it intact, both mentally as well as
physically.
( To be continued)
