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Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 1 Chapter 2
By Redlegtiger
Please remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity. If you are not at least 18 years of age please leave.
Chapter 2, Karen’s Honeymoon Begins
Once Darrell and Karen got to the cabin, he told her to bring everything in as he was going to check the facilities out and make sure there were no problems. In fact he just didn't feel like hauling anything in so he made her do all of the work. She was doing fine until she tried to bring his suit case in. It was so big and heavy that she could barely pick it up and it wasn't one of those models with wheels. As she got to the top stair leading up to the cabin’s porch, she dropped the suitcase and it tumble down the stairs. Darrell was just walking out onto the porch when it happened and as soon as the suitcase hit the porch, he started yelling, “You stupid bitch. I ask you to do a little thing like carry the suitcase and you can’t even do that right.” He yelled at her while slapping her repeatedly and telling her how worthless she was. She was wearing a nice blouse and skirt and when he tired of slapping her face, he literally tore them off of her along with her bra and panties. Then he started slapping and punching her tits, watching them bouncing around as he did. The more he slapped them, the redder they got, and the more amused and excited he became. He taunted her yelling, “Your nothing but a little cry baby whore. Why I agreed to marry such a worthless slut I’ll never know. You always thought you were hot shit in school, but you more worthless than the dirt on the ground you know that slut?”
He took his dick out of his pants and ordered her to open her mouth and suck his cock. At first she refused by clamping her mouth shut tight and shaking her head no while she cowered in fear as this was something she always felt was disgusting and couldn't bring her self to do it. Darrell was not going to take no for an answer. He again started slapping her repeatedly on the face and tits. He started adding an occasional hard pinch and twist of her nipples. Karen was crying uncontrollably and finally relented and opened her mouth. He grabbed her by the hair at the back of her head and immediately forced his cock as far down her throat as he could. He held it there as she gagged and fought to keep from puking as her stomach tried to empty its contents until she could no longer breathe and was on the verge of passing out. He quickly pulled out and then forced his cock back down her throat. He repeated this over and over until he started cumming. He let his first couple of shots of cum blast down her throat and then pulled out and launched the rest on her face and in her eyes. When she moved her hand up to start to wipe it off, he again started slapping her tits hard and ordered, “You leave that where it’s at bitch.” ‘Slap’ “You look better with my cum on your face anyway.” ‘Slap’ “Don’t you dare ever clean my cum off of your face unless I give you permission.” ‘Slap’ “Now get up off of your sorry ass and go get your suit case and bring it here.”
Karen got up shakily and stumbled to the car crying. She wondered what she had done to deserve this hell that she suddenly found herself in. Why couldn’t her parents believe her when she said she was raped? She picked up the suitcase out of the trunk and carried it back to Darrell. When she returned with the suitcase he opened it and started sorting through the clothes. The only things he took out were a sheer almost see through blouse and a short mini-skirt and a pair of sandals. The rest of the clothes he stacked in a pile and doused it with lighter fluid. He set the pile of clothes on fire and stood back watching Karen’s face as she watched in horror as everything she had brought went up in flames. She sat there stunned as she watched her clothes burn.
Darrell turned to her and said, “You are going to stay naked the way you are until I say otherwise. These are the new rules he that I expect you to follow. First, you are not to wear a bra or panties ever. Second, You are not to buy any clothes for yourself. That is something that I will do and you will only wear them when I tell you to. Third, it your job to keep the place clean and spotless. If I feel anything isn't clean enough, I will punish you severely. Fourth, you are to have breakfast ready for me by 7:00 am, and when I am working, have a lunch made for me to take with me to work. Dinner is to be served promptly a 6:00 pm. Fifth, you will stand by the door to greet me when I got home just as you are now. Do you understand these rules?”
Karen silently nodded her head in agreement. Darrell slapped her hard across the face again and said, “I can’t here you slut.”
Karen meekly and quietly said, “Sob……sob…Yes I understand. Sob…sob…sob….” While Karen was answering Darrell she wanted to refuse. She was so embarrassed to be seen naked. The first time was when he raped her and now that she was married to him it was even worse. She couldn’t believe how he was treating her but she couldn’t run off. Her parents would just disown her and she couldn’t stand that. Even if they didn’t believe her she loved them and didn’t think she could live her life without them in it. She continued standing there sobbing uncontrollably.
Darrell told Karen, “Now I want you to understand what will happen every time you disobey me, you fail to complete a task that I give you or I think your attitude needs a little adjustment. Now bend over and grab your ankles. Keep your legs straight and hold that position until I say otherwise.” He unzipped the suitcase that Karen had dropped and pulled out a 3 foot long, 8 inches wide wooden paddle. He took a couple of practice swings while he told Karen, “I saw this paddle hanging in the assistant principal’s office one day and decided that I just had to have it. I snuck in after school and stole it off of his wall. I knew that it would come in handy some day. Now I’m going to give you 25 swats for dropping the suitcase. You will count each one without missing or repeating it. If you do miss or repeat the count I will start over. If you let go of your ankles or try to run away I will start over. Do you understand cunt?”
Karen answered crying with tears running down her cheeks, “Yes”.
After he explained the rules to her, he swung the paddle very hard and landed the first swat on her left ass cheek. The swat hurt her so bad and surprised her so much that she let go of her ankles and jumped up and immediately danced around with both hands reaching behind to cover her buttocks with her hands. Darrell immediately reminded her that it didn't count if she did not stay in position or count the swat. He then ordered her to resume her position which she did. He swatted her again, this time on the Right cheek. Much to her credit she bawled and sputtered out “one” while maintaining a death grip on her ankles. He then proceeded to spank her buttocks 20 times and then went to his bag and got out a riding crop. He ordered her to stand up and then placed two strokes on each of her tits with one hit on each side of each breast. He ordered her to again bend over and to spread her legs as wide as she could. When she was in position, he took the riding crop and then hit her on her clit as hard as he possibly could. Karen let out a scream of agony and passed out.
Darrell grabbed her by the hair and started slapping her face until she was awake again. He ordered, “Get up bitch. How dare you fail to keep your position when I’m punishing you! Now get back into position. I’m not done with you yet.” He quickly pulled off his pants and grabbed Karen by the buttocks. He aimed the head of his cock at her puckered rose bud and without any preparation; he slammed his cock into her virgin ass with as much force as he could. She again began to scream because of the pain of the forced entry and the burn from her deep red and almost purple buttocks.
He spent the next 15 minutes slamming his dick into her ass repeatedly with as much strength as he could. He wanted to hurt her and degrade her. He knew that he basically had carta blanch to do anything he wanted. He started thinking of all of the ways he could humiliate and debase Karen for his own perverted excitement. Finally he felt the rush build and when he began to explode, he slammed and ground himself into her tender buttocks. After he had finished cumming, he slapped her hard on the ass with his hand and told her, “Get on your knees bitch.”
Karen immediately complied. Darrell grabbed her by the hair and ordered, “Open your mouth and suck my cock clean bitch. If I don’t like the job you do then I will repeat your spanking and add ten additional swats with the crop to your worthless cunt.”
Karen knew what she had to do and then proceeded to clean him off as thoroughly as she could. She gagged repeatedly and felt like she would throw up but she just managed through almost super human effort to keep from throwing up. All the while she was thinking how she wished she had never gone to the senior prom. Why hadn’t she graduated last December when she had enough credits? She could have been attending Harvard already or any other school for that matter with the kind of grades she had. But no, she had insisted that her parents allow her to attend the Prom even though they warned her about what happens there. She didn’t think anything would happen to her because it was a school sponsored activity and there would be chaperones. Why oh why hadn’t she listened to her parents? She was cringing in fear at every little move Darrell made or word he said as if he would destroy her every being.
Darrell was pretty well finished for the time being so he remained flaccid while she cleaned him off. He had drunk a lot since they had arrived at the cabin and his bladder felt like it was going to burst. As Karen continued to suck and clean his limp cock he grabbed the back of her head and started pissing and yelled, “Drink it bitch. If you let one drop get free I will repeat your punishment again.” When he was done, he tucked his cock back in his pants and zipped up. He picked up his suitcase, the keys to the car and her one remaining outfit and went inside the cabin.
Just before he went inside, he turned to her and told her, “I’m going to bed for the night. You will sleep outside here on the ground. It’s over 20 miles to the nearest place with any hint of civilization and you won’t make it far in your current condition. If you know what’s good for you, you won’t forget breakfast in the morning. Then we can really get started on the honeymoon.” He turned around and went into the cabin, locking the door behind him. He went into the bed room thinking how perfect life was now that he had his own little sex toy.
Karen stayed there on her knees as she listened to Darrell and lost all hope. She was desperately trying to keep from throwing up due to the rancid taste of the shit and piss in her mouth. As she watched him turn and go into the house, she finally lost it and threw up everything. She continued to wretch and then dry heave for the next 30 minutes. She was sobbing and crying uncontrollably laying in a fetal position in the mud created by her vomit. Darrell was listening through the open window and lay there smiling to himself, reveling in her misery.
After a restless and sleepless night in the cool mountain air, Karen went to go inside just as the hint of light began to appear on the horizon. She went up to the door and tried to open it but found it locked. She knew that if she woke him up too early he would punish her. Or if she broke the door or a window he would punish her. She decided to walk around the cabin and see if she could find an alternate way in. In the process she found a water well with an old fashioned hand pump. She immediately went over and tried giving it a couple of pumps but nothing came out. She tried again, pumping the handle more vigorously and after what seemed like forever, she started to see some dribbles of water start to come out. After another couple of minutes she had a good flow going that would be sustained for about 20 seconds after she quit pumping. This allowed her to get enough water in her hands to clean herself up and get the dried up mud and vomit off of her body and out of her hair. The water was extremely cold and she developed goose bumps on her goose bumps and her nipples became as erect as they had ever been because of the cold. She just wished that she had some soap or shampoo to really clean her self well.
After Karen had cleaned herself she looked back toward the cabin and noticed another door and a bucket on the step by it. She approached the bucket and found that it was empty. She tried the door and it opened straight into the pantry area where she had put the food up yesterday. She picked up the bucket and filled it with water and took it inside. She took quick note of the kitchen and found that there was a propane stove that she could cook on and some cast iron pans in one of the cabinets. She went to the pantry and found some canned ham and some powdered eggs that reconstituted with water. She decided to fix them some scrambled eggs and ham for breakfast. She also reconstituted some powdered milk to drink as well. She knew that she had to have breakfast ready when Darrell woke up, so she worked as quickly and quietly as she could. Fortunately, she was putting the plates and glasses on the table for both of them when he came out of the bedroom stretching and yawning.
When he came out of the bedroom he was in just his boxer shorts. He saw Karen standing there nude next to the table looking at him. He just stared at her for a minute taking in her exquisite beauty, enjoying the fact that it belonged to him and that he could do whatever he wanted with it. It was then that he came to the self realization that he no longer saw Karen as an individual, but a thing, a toy that he could play with and do all sorts of things with, with no apparent consequences.
He again noticed Karen standing there looking at him with a fearful and apprehensive look on her face. He immediately yelled, “Cunt!!! Is that the position I told you to be in?”
She immediately got a look of terror on her face and went down to her knees by his chair next to the table, facing toward Darrell with her head bowed down and tears beginning to stream down her cheeks. She knew she was in trouble for forgetting. She begged, “I’m sorry Darrell. I promise I’ll do better. Please don’t punish me any more. I can’t stand it any more. Please have mercy on me.”
He immediately commanded, “Stay in that position until I tell you otherwise.”
He walked up to her and ordered, “Open your mouth bitch.”
She didn't react fast enough so he slapped her on the face and tits a few times and ordered her again, “I said, OPEN YOUR MOUTH BITCH!!!”
She did it quickly this time and he stuck his flaccid cock in her mouth and started urinating. Karen knew that she had better swallow it all or he would punish her real bad. When he finished he told her, “Start sucking like the whore you are cunt.”
She hesitantly started swiping her tongue around the head but that wasn't enough for Darrell so he grabbed her by the back of the head and forced his cock to the back of her throat until her face was mashed against his pubic hair. He held her there until she started struggling due to lack of air. He pulled out just long enough for her to get a quick gasp of air and did it again. He kept this up for a good 20 minutes before he finally let go and came down her throat. He pulled his dick out of her mouth and tucked it into his boxer shorts.
Darrell immediately turned and went to the pantry to get the dog dishes that were kept there for his parent's dog when they visited the cabin. He returned with the dog dishes and put them on the floor in front of her. He took the pitcher of reconstituted milk and filled one bowl, then took Karen’s plate and put about a third of the food in the other bowl.
This took him less than a minute and during that whole time Karen, who had fallen to her hands and knees, was gagging and trying desperately to keep from throwing up. Just as Darrell was putting the food in the bowl she lost the battle and threw up what little was in her stomach all over his hand and in the food and milk.
“YOU BITCH!!!!!! YOU SORRY EXCUSE OF A WHORE!!!! How dare you throw up on me?” He started slapping her back and forth across the face and then he went to his room and got the riding crop. He quickly returned and started hitting her on her tits as hard as he could. She struggled and tried to avoid him and eventually curled up into a fetal position. This of course exposed her buttocks, which he proceeded to spank with the riding crop for what seemed like forever to her. They had not healed sufficiently from the paddling last night and it hurt like hell. She screamed and screamed, which was music to his ears. Finally he quit and sat down at the table, put the riding crop down next to his plate and began to eat. All the while listening to the beautiful sounding sobs of his new young wife and fuck toy. Yes she would become his perfect little fuck toy.
When Karen finally began to quiet down, he ordered her, “Look at me cunt.” When he got her attention, he told her, “You better eat and drink everything in your bowls as that is all you are going to get for the day. If you don’t clean up every bit of it, including your vomit on the floor, I will go get the paddle and paddle your tits until they were purple. On top of that, you are not allowed to use your hands to eat or drink with. You have to put your head down and eat like a dog being your nothing but a bitch anyway.”
Karen put her head down and tentatively began to eat. It was hard and she had to stop periodically, but after about 30 minutes she had it all down and was able to keep it down, but barely. When she was done, she went and kneeled down next to Darrell with her head down and informed him, “I did as you asked me to is that all?”
He went over and checked and found it to be to his satisfaction. He went to the pantry and got a scrub brush and some soap. He went over to Karen, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out the back door to the well. He made her kneel in front of the spout and began pumping vigorously until a good steady flow was coming out. After a couple of minutes running at full force, the water became unbearably cold. He then stopped, grabbed the soap and brush, and started scrubbing her from top to bottom, paying particular attention to her clit and cunt. Then he thoroughly scrubbed her hair to get the mud and vomit out that she had missed earlier. When he was done he grabbed her by the hair again and dragged her into the cabin and to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. He proceeded to dry her off roughly. When he was done, he grabbed her by the hair again and dragged her to the bedroom. He threw the sheer blouse at her and then the skirt and told her, “Get dressed because we’re going shopping.”
Once Karen was dressed, she was the vision of loveliness with her 16 year old breasts showing through her blouse, but Darrell wasn't satisfied with the length of her skirt as it was only 4 inches above the knee. Definitely not short enough. He immediately grabbed the skirt at the waist and began rolling it up until it was only about 2 inches below her crotch. He stepped back looked at Karen and told her to turn around and bend over. When she did, her asshole and her cunt were exposed for all to see. He told her to stand up and turn around and look at him. When she did, he looked her in the eyes which were tearing from the humiliation, and told her that when she had to bend over to get something, she was to do it exactly like that. He then ordered her to the car.
Karen didn't dare ask where they were going. She just stared out the window in a daze, not really seeing where they were going. Darrell retraced the way they had come to the cabin because about at the halfway point he had seen an adult video and novelty store. When he slowed and pulled into the parking lot, Karen looked up and began to shake her head no. Darrell ordered her to look at him which she did. She had a look of terror on her face because she knew that this meant that her humiliation and degradation was just beginning. Darrell told her, “When we go in there, you will agree with me no matter what is said. You will do whatever I tell you to or when we get back to the cabin your punishment will be a hundred times worse than last night.”
They got out of the car and went in the shop with Karen following dutifully behind Darrell but with tears streaming down her cheeks. The clerk immediately saw Karen and stopped them asking, “I need to see some ID.”
Darrell turned to look at the clerk, who was a sloppy old fat balding man that looked like he hadn't had a bath in a month. He pulled his wallet out and showed him his ID and proved that he was old enough. He told the clerk, “Karen is my new wife, see?” He held up his hand and showed him his wedding band and told Karen to show him her ring, which she did. He then told the clerk, “She left her purse at the cabin so she doesn’t have her ID. I can verify that she is over 18 years old though.” He looked at Karen menacingly and asked, “Aren’t you dear?" Karen quickly nodded her head yes looking Darrell in the eyes with fear.
The clerk looked at Karen and admired her perky tits showing through her blouse and then at Darrell and told him, “I still don’t think she is a day over 16. I’m not going to let her in unless you can make it worth my while.”
Darrell looked at Karen and ordered, “Turn around, spread your feet shoulder width apart and bend over and grab your ankles.”
She immediately complied, exposing her asshole and cunt to the old clerk. He looked at it drooling and then looked at Darrell and said with a grin, “That it isn’t near enough. I could loose my job if I let her in.”
Darrell paused thinking a minute and decided to see just what he could get out this clerk. He looked the clerk in the eye and then at Karen and back to the clerk. He then asked the clerk, “How long would you like to spend with my wife for allowing me to get whatever I want in the shop?”
The old clerk got a lecherous grin on his face and asked Darrell, “What would I be allowed to do?”
Darrell told him in a loud voice ensuring Karen could hear him, “You can do anything you want as long as you don’t draw blood or permanently scar her.”
He then answered Darrell, “I tell you what sonny. I like where your heads at. You go see what stuff you want and then I will tell you how long I want her for to pay for it. That is if your willing to make the deal.”
Darrell took Karen through the shop and began looking at all of the merchandise. The first thing they came to was a wall of dildos. Karen just stood their quietly, with tears streaming down her face while Darrell looked at the wide assortment. He picked a realistic looking dildo that was 12 inches long and 3 in diameter. He got a big grin on his face and ordered, “Karen, turn around and bend over.”
Karen did as he ordered and the next thing she knew she felt what seemed like a log being crammed up her cunt. She screamed as he kept pushing until it stopped and wouldn’t go in any further. She had about 7 inches inside her, but he wanted more. He hit it a couple of times with the palm of his hand, eliciting an even louder scream from Karen, and got it in another inch. Darrell told Karen, “I think that we will take that one. Now stay as you are bitch.”
He picked up another dildo that was about 8 inches long and 2 and a half inches in diameter. He took it and held it in front of her and ordered, “You best get this thing as wet as you can. The wetter you get it the easier it will go for you.”
Karen spent a couple of minutes slobbering all over the dildo. Darrell then took it and rammed it up her ass none too gently until only an inch was left. Karen screamed the whole time. This was even worse than last night because the huge dildo in her cunt had restricted her asshole. He noticed a trickle of blood coming from her ass, shrugged and ordered, “Stand up and face me bitch. You are not to take those out until I tell you to. If one of them does come out, you know full well what will happen to you.
They continued shopping and moved down the isle. He saw a dildo about the size of the second one that was a vibrator that could be turned on by cell phone. He picked it up and gave it to Karen, telling her to hold it. He then saw some Ben-Wa balls of varying sizes and decided to get a couple of vibrating ones that were about 2 inches in diameter. After giving them to Karen, he noticed a display of nipple clamps at the end of the next isle. He went over and selected a rather vicious looking pair of alligator clamps with a chain between them and a long chain attached at the middle with a clamp at the end for her clit. They continued shopping picking up a ball gag, a 6 inch penis gag, a ring gag, a studded leather collar with a leash, a set of hand cuffs and ankle cuffs attached by chain and a cat of nine tails.
When they got to the counter at the front of the store, he had Karen put everything on the counter except for the two dildos he had in her ass and cunt. He noticed in the display case under the counter a nice display of nipple and clit rings. He selected a nice set of 3 gold rings and had them included with the rest. He then asked the clerk, “How long do you want Karen for in order to pay for everything.”
The clerk looked over everything on the counter and totaled it up. The amount that it all came to was about $1,000.00. He told Darrell, “You give her to me for the rest of the day and then over night and I think we have a deal. And I can do anything I want as long as I don’t permanently harm her right?”
Darrell confirmed this with him and agreed. He asked the clerk, “Where do I find some shops so I can buy my wife some sexy new clothes.”
The clerk gave Darrell directions to a nice shop and after they shook hands in agreement Darrell turned to Karen and asked, “You heard and understand what I want you to do don’t you?”
Karen shook her head yes with tears trickling down her cheeks. How could he do this to her? Wasn’t she his wife? How could Darrell order her to do whatever perverted thing that this weasel of a man can think up? God how she wanted to die but that was an even more unbearable sin than what Darrell wants her to do. Why oh why hadn’t she listened to her parents. She sobbed uncontrollably as Darrell then turned and told the clerk that he would see him tomorrow morning and walked out of the door.
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