Wayward Wife's Punishment
Chapter 31
This time I beat Lilith to the punch by suggesting the next torture to
try out on her houseguest. This time we marched her downstairs before getting
her set up for the fun to follow. First the sleep mask went back on, and I used
some cotton balls to deaden her hearing. I refused to let Lilith fill JJ's ears
with molten wax, even though it would obviously do a better job of reducing her
ability to hear than the cotton balls. I did however compromise by removing the
originals and soaking another set in warm water before stuffing them deep inside
her ears using a pencil point. I could just imagine the legions of doctors
across the nation fainting from the thought that I was putting more than my
elbow into her shell-like ears.
Finding the heavy duty Velcro I could have sworn I bought proved a
problem until I consulted my sales receipts to discover that I had indeed bought
some at the hardware store. Naturally it was at the bottom of the bag containing
my purchases. I made JJ stand at attention with her arms by her sides. First I
applied the adhesive strips around her thighs and then used the hook portion
around her wrists. Then I locked her wrists into position and stepped back to
survey what she looked like and to test the bonds.
I could not resist pinching her cunt lips to get a reaction. She yelped
and hopped around, but was unable to free her wrists from their attachment
points on her thighs. Lilith had to get into the act and she pulled one of Ms
Jones' nipples straight out from her chest and enjoyed her reaction and
inability to protect herself from whatever we chose to do to her. I used lenghts
of rope to finish the job of restraining her before we started to decorate her
naked body. She was bound at the knees and her ankles were hobbled enough for
her to be able to stay erect if she concentrated on keeping her balance.
Naturally this would be very hard to do because she could not see and the balls
of wet cotton in her eyes would have some effect on her balance as well.
At my suggestion, Lilith tried to replicate the situation I'd placed her
secretary into, and within seconds she started to lose her balance. Her eyes
flew open and then a huge grin broke her features. "I am once more impressed at
what you are capable of doing once you receive a little push from someone." Her
words sounded like a left-handed compliment to me, but I let it slide. Now the
fun could really begin. I couldn't resist hamming it up for my audience of one.
I pulled out a handful of those little snapping demons I'd purchased at the drug
store and approached my victim who had no idea what was coming. I looked for
some easy targets that could be attacked with a minimum of effort.
Her big tits were obvious candidates, but I was looking for something
more original. I decided to tease Jillian for a time. I took a large pinch of
her belly flesh and pulled it taut. Her breath came in gasps and she began to
make little hopping movements, preparing herself for whatever was going to
happen. Nothing happened and she relaxed for a moment. Then I pinched her
clitoral hood and she stiffened. This time I opened the jaws of a small clip and
then clamped it to this most sensitive region and let her feel the full force of
that snapping demon. Even through the gag she made some significant sounds, and
at the same time she lost her balance and plunged towards the floor until I
caught her. She was shaking like a leaf by this time and the fun had not even
started in earnest. I took a glance at Lilith and saw her hunched over the bag,
fishing out a few clips that she wanted to put onto certain portions of JJ's
anatomy.
It turned into a contest to see who could be the more inventive. Lilith
should have had a big advantage being a woman plus having the motivation to
deliver pain that I didn't have the heart for, or so it seemed. Ever the
gentleman, I allowed my employer to stake out her territory, knowing full well
that there was plenty of skin and flesh to go around. She homed in on JJ's big
jugs and sensitive nipples, putting a number of heavy duty clips onto the
woman's tits and smaller ones to her nipples.
I moved to the other side and started a string of clips that hung from
the perimeter of her bottom. In all she had over a dozen outlining her sagging
butt cheeks. Then I moved in for the kill, that super sensitive region in the
cleft between those sagging cheeks. JJ started making big time noises when I put
the first one deep down, almost reaching her puckered asshole. I managed to get
three more well dug into her tender flesh and she was going half crazy from the
growing pain. Everytime she moved, those teeth seemed to dig in a little bit
deeper, which due to the locations I had chosen, was the truth.
My biggest reward was the annoyed look on Lilith's face when she stepped
around to find out what was causing JJ so much pain. At first glance she
overlooked the four small clips tearing up the insides of JJ's butt cheeks. Then
it dawned on her what I had accomplished and she gave me a sickly grin. The
pupil had outdone the mistress in this preliminary round, but there was plenty
of time left before this contest would end. It was equally apparent to us that
there were not enough spring loaded clips to satisfy our combined needs. I
suggested that we take turns using the entire stock to create our own unique
design covering JJ's naked body. Once this was done, the other would remove only
those clips they intended to put on other areas of her body.
It was fairly obvious that certain locations would not be touched once
clips had been properly installed. I was concerned that this would give the one
going first an unfair advantage. So another compromise was worked out. We would
jointly select areas of mutual agreement and take turns placing clips to them,
reserving the others for our more creative tendencies. We also agreed that one
of us would always be stationed close to JJ to prevent her from seriously
injuring herself in any fall she might take. That in turn led me to have another
one of my nasty ideas. I might not have been up for raping JJ, but that didn't
prevent me from coming up with other ways to make her pay for some of the
terrible things she and her live-in lover, Frances Forbes, did to me.
Lilith listened intently as I described in a whispery voice my latest
plan to terrify JJ. Her face was wreathed in a smile and her head nodded in
concert wih my suggestions on this matter. "You are really on top of your game
it seems. I may have to reevaluate my estimate of your potential if you keep
this up." Her words were music to my ears, up to a point. So while Lilith stood
guard to prevent her house guest from taking a spill, I collected a number of
cushions that I carefully placed in a semi circle around Lilith's secretary.
Then I suggested we get busy and do her tits up properly, each of us taking care
of one of them.
JJ hopped up and down and wimpered steadily as we clamped those spring
loaded demons onto her nipples and various portions of her big tits. At my
suggestion we used the largest clips on her nipples. When we locked them in
place the sounds tha came from our prisoner indicated that she was in a world of
hurt from just those two clips. That in turn incentivized us to do our best to
make her pain increase substantially as we chose each location and what type of
clip or clamp to put on it. By pulling the skin around the edges of her soft,
pillowy tits taut, we were able to lock exactly twenty of the clips to each.
That's when the fun really began.
I allowed Lilith to do the honors with a strap. She took her stance and
began lashing away at the clips dangling from JJ's tits. Naturally they stayed
in place, but the pain of each lash caused the secretary to shiver in pain and
as the relentless beating continued she lost track of her situation and fell
backwards. It was almost as if she was in slow motion, her stiff body knifing
through the air in an arc that would result in her head striking the floor
first. I wondered what kind of thoughts were going through her mind as she
plummeted towards a crash landing on what she thought would be the cold,
unyielding surface that awaited her.
Even though her head was cushioned by the throw pillow it landed upon,
the collision still sent a bolt of pain through her tense body. The sound that
her head made striking the pillow was quite audible and there did appear to be a
degree of whiplash created by the impact of her fall. The plump woman lay
motionless for a few seconds, probably her mind was frantically assessing the
real versus the perceived damage that this frightening fall had caused.
The look on Lilith's face was priceless. It was obvious that she could
hardly wait to repeat this on her helpless victim over and over. I could almost
see the wheels turning as she started thinking about ways to make the chances of
a major impact greater. When she walked over to her adversary's fallen body and
deliberately kicked her as hard as she could in the ribs I knew that JJ's ordeal
still had a long way to go before L-squared was going to be satisfied.
We got JJ back up onto her feet. Lilith couldn't resist yanking a few of
the clips off her tits, causing her guest to scream into the gag that was
keeping her outcries fairly well muffled. We got busy on JJ's cunt. I pinched
her cunt lips and pulled those flaps out as far as I could so Lilith could clip
them into another fold of flesh she was creating with her pinch. In no time at
all JJ's cunt took on an alien look to it, her red-pink inner flesh now totally
exposed and so very vulnerable. I knew what Lilith was planning to do with this
tempting target, and she did not disappoint me.
JJ lost her balance and crashed to the floor before I could catch her.
The pain that Lilith had caused when she used one of the sharp toothed clips on
that inner flesh of the woman's cunt must have been off scale the way she
reacted. I could plainly hear a sickening thud as her head made partial contact
with the flooring composed of high impact strength plastic tiles that could stop
a small caliber bullet fired from a hundred feet away. The woman was not moving,
but I could detect the rise and fall of her big tits, indicating that she was
alive. I quickly tore off the sleep mask and got the gag out from her mouth so
she could breathe freely.
My compatriot just stood there, making no effort to check on JJ's
condition. She seemed to be in some kind of a daze. That got me pissed off but
good, and I shouted at her in irritation and some fear because of what she had
done. That seemed to snap her out from her funk and she knelt down beside JJ's
unconscious body and stroked her hair almost as if the older woman was a pet. At
this point I felt like wringing Lilith's neck, but thought better of it, since
she was the boss and I was her accomplice, and legally just as guilty as she
when it came to the law.
Our prisoner came around in a few minutes, but it seemed like an hour to
this felon to-be. JJ complained of a headache and asked for a drink of water.
Lilith immediately became Lilith, refusing this request and demanding that I put
the mask and gag back in place so we could continue torturing her. I argued that
we should take a break to make sure that JJ hadn't suffered a more serious
injury. My employer smirked and asked if I was a doctor, because if I wasn't,
what reason did I have to stop the fun just as it was getting interesting. I had
no good answer for her retort except my urge for self preservation. In Lilith's
book that translated to being a coward which pressed one of my hot buttons.
Even as I reached for her so I could begin pounding that smirk off
L-squared's face there was a frantic emergency meeting going on to save all the
occupants, including myself, that resided in that thing known as my mind.
Usually when I began to behave irrationally there was some grace period which
allowed cooler heads to prevail before I did myself and my companions
irreparable damage. This one proved to be touch and go. As a point of reference,
I did more than touch Lilith Landry before I managed to get myself reigned in by
those cooler heads that had saved my butt many times previously. As a matter of
fact I treated or more correctly mistreated her in a manner that she had rarely
experienced.
Since most of what transpired was reflexive in nature, all I can truly
say was that somehow I got my hands on Lilith's sweat shirt up near the throat
and managed to lift this buxom woman clear of the floor so we could have an
eyeball to eyeball discussion, with me doing all the talking and she doing all
the listening. I could have sworn I detected the odor of fear in the air
surrounding my boon companion. However when I started shaking her, causing those
double Ds to bounce wildly around inside that flannel or whatever material her
shirt was made from, there was a new scent in the room, sexual excitement; that
was one I was very familiar with these days.
The moment the committee's cease and desist order was served to the
irrational side of my brain, things calmed down. I dumped Lilith onto the floor
like she was sack of grain and glared down at her. She gave me the damndest look
in response; it was a cross between a little girl caught doing something naughty
and a haughty lady who had just been put in her place to her utter shock and
disbelief. All this information was transmitted to and from my brain in the
twinkling of an eye. Now the postmortem took place and yours truly came away
smelling like a rose for the moment, which included most of a very pleasant
evening spent rearranging certain parts of Lilith Landry's interior as much to
my satisfaction as well as hers. I don't know who said it, but the words "It is
good to be king." seemed to periodically run across my eyes like it was on one
of those ribbon news tapes that have come to be so popular these days.
When Lilith realized she was not about to get her tush paddled she was
either relieved or disappointed; I couldn't tell much from reading either her
face or her body language. She took her time getting to her feet, but once up
she ignored my breach of discipline and homed in on JJ, who was still a bit
woozy, but had seen and heard enough of the little tete-a-tete between us to be
slightly amused. Suddenly there was this one-sided cat fight going on before me,
as Lilith grabbed JJ by the hair and began trying to tear it out by the roots.
There were loud screams and shreiks exchanged along with some saliva as JJ spit
into her direct supervisor's face. I just stood back and let the ladies blow off
some steam, thankful that I was not under an attack. However when Lilith managed
to straddle her fallen opponent and start pounding her head against the floor, I
stepped into the fray to put an end to this massacre.
On rare occasions I have the power to say the right thing at the right
time to the right person. This was one of those moments. I wonder which
committee member was responsible for the words that came forth from my mouth.
They broke the tension between my boss and myself and refocused her energy on
disciplining rather than annihilating her secretary. "Damn it Lilith, act
responsibly! Take the bitch over your knee and whale away on that broad ass of
hers until she thanks you for being a generous mistress. Then we can get back to
doing her in by degrees instead of in one fell swoop."
My employer lit up like a Christmas tree at my suggestion. The next
thing JJ knew she was over the lap of her boss taking a good sound swatting
delivered with plenty of gusto. Lilith had removed her jogging shoe and was
using it to tattoo JJ's big broad bottom. It was a most impressive beating that
she dealt out to her underling, one that would leave a lasting impression which
was refreshed quite often in the weeks to come. I just stood there and beamed
like a proud teacher watching my pupil excel in her lesson.
After JJ had blubbered and begged for a lengthy period of time, Lilith
Landry relented, but only for a time. She suggested that considering all the
energy that had been expended this afternoon, it was time for some relaxation
and a good meal. We did indeed relax with the aid of a couple of strong drinks,
which made the take-out food that was delivered to the house acceptable. While
we were enjoying a little peace and quiet, JJ was tied in spreadeagle fashion to
a bed in one of the upstairs bedrooms. To keep her occupied in our absence,
Lilith had inserted a rather large vibrator with a set of fresh batteries deep
inside her gaping vagina, now totally exposed thanks to the clips that held her
inner and outer cunt lips wide. Always the caring hostess she had also turned
off the heat to the room to keep her guest alert and stimulated.
Lilith became her old self long before we were ready for another drink.
We danced around the confrontation that had occurred between us earlier, and
that was fine with me. Lilith outlined some ideas she had for our guest after
dinner. She wanted to try out another one of her enema recipes on the woman and
then as she so delicately put it, "Load the bitch to the gunnels with our piss
and strap her down in my torture chamber without any heat and see how much of a
mess she makes by morning." I cautioned her that winter in Minnesota made what
she was used to seem like living in the tropics. Her quick recovery was
impressive and guaranteed to further humiliate JJ. "Well then, we'll dress her
for the weather. That will make an interesting challenge for her if she feels
the need to relieve herself during the evening." I gave her a deep bow for that
nasty idea. It was then that she made her move on yours truly.
"In light of your foolish, but noble efforts to save me from myself, I
think you deserve a proper thank you. It will however require your presence in
my bed this evening after we have finished our work with my evil secretary. I do
believe you have no scruples when it comes to having sex with a woman who is
willing to accommodate your needs." I winced as she opened that old wound in
typical fashion. This woman was implacable. It would take a man or woman with a
lot more fiber than I had to handle this package of conflicting wants and needs.
One thing was for sure, as far as this employee was concerned, Jillian Jones was
wearing a stainless steel chastity belt and she had swallowed its key.
It was early nine that night before we looked in on our semi-frozen
visitor. The vibrator was still churning away iniside her and evidently had done
a reasonable job of distracting her from the cold that had invaded the bedroom.
On closer examination I could see that she was covered with goose bumps from the
chill, and there was a semicircular area beneath her crotch that was soaked
with her juices that had been unloosed by the insistent stimulation she 'd been
receiving from the buzzing toy still locked securely within her cunt. I assisted
Lilith in freeing JJ from her bonds and escorting her to the bathroom. As soon
as she realized her destination, she began to struggle, but I was too strong for
her and did enjoy manhandling her naked body as I forced her toward the tiled
torture chamber as Lilith had once described it.
Shortly thereafter our prisoner was leaning over the edge of the tub,
her hands securely tied behind her back. We'd removed her cunt clips so she
could focus all her attention on the enema she was about to receive. As before,
Lilith refused my attempts to discover the ingredients that made up this latest
batch of liquid pain in a bag. I kept thinking about how WooWoo would react if
she was here waiting impatiently for her colon to be filled to bursting with
this nasty concoction. Once again I got a little taste of longing as I thought
about my skinny Chinese firecracker gone to the Coast, perhaps never to be seen
again. I was in a strange funk over this and so when JJ got a little
rambunctious I responded with a heavy hand, giving her a couple of cracks across
the back of her head that caused Lilith to arch her eyebrows in surprise at my
viciousness towards her house guest.
Midway through the enema it was necessary to gag JJ, she was making that
much noise, a good indication about just how nasty this latest bag of mysterious
chemicals was. It took almost all my strength to restrain the woman sufficiently
so that the enema could be completed. I could see the tremendous expansion that
was taking place in her midsection, it was unlike anything I'd ever witnessed.
Lilith boasted that this particular enema recipe she got from an old nurse who
had specialized in collecting such information over the course of her forty-five
years working in some of the best private hospitals in the UK. In these
institutions the enema had a twofold purpose, an aid to relieve constipation and
a method of discipling unruly patients.
Lilith proved herself to be a serious student of this esoteric activity.
She informed me that this very enema had been developed specifically for a young
man from a family that once ruled one of the many principalities that dotted the
Continent. He would receive one of these daily and once filled to his limit, his
rectum would be plugged and two nurses would take turns manipulating his totally
undisciplined sex organ until he had ejaculated three times. This procedure
eventually cured him of what was almost a textbook case of priapism. There is
however another school of thought that thinks that his cure was only partial
since once he was discharged from the hospital he married one of the nurses who
regularly forced him to ejaculate as part of his cure.
I was left in charge of JJ as Lilith excused herself to find some
suitable protection against the cold for her guest. I watched with some pleasure
as my former lover rolled around inside the tub, her rectum securely plugged and
the enema eating up her insides. She proved to be something of an acrobat as she
tried to contort her body into some shape that might lessen the pressure and
pain she was experiencing. I decided to try my best to sweet talk Lilith out of
this enema formula. Perhaps after scratching her itch she might be in a more
generous mood.
It was almost eleven before Lilith was satisfied that JJ's belly was
filled with as much of our collective piss as she could hold, and was dressed
properly for an evening without heat in her little cell. I was most impressed at
the way she went about things. She resurrected a wornout exercise outfit
similar to the one she was wearing today, however she made some modifications in
it, cutting out the crotch and making holes in the shirt through which JJ's tits
were pulled out. She produced an adult diaper and a tight fitting pair of rubber
underpants to contain any urine that might be released by her guest during the
long ,cold night.
Prior to putting on the diaper and underpants she used a number of large
spring loaded clamps to effectively shut JJ's vagina, finishing the job by
putting two of the smaller clips directly on the woman's clit. Just before
turning out the light in this already very chilly room, I took one more look at
JJ. She was lying on her back, spreadeagled by her tightly bound wrists and
ankles to the corners of the bed. Her mouth was taped shut and her bare breasts,
covered with dozens of clips, poked from the holes cut in her sweatshirt. Those
devilish clips were already beginning to eat into her pebbled flesh and would
keep her awake as the night grew colder and she lost track of time. As for
myself I was looking forward to a little entertainment of the sexual kind and
then curling up under the covers and enjoying a long, dreamless sleep.
( To be continued)
