Wayward Wife's Punishment

                              Wayward Wife's Punishment - Chapter 36

       I had dragged JJ into the bathroom and with the help of Lilith put her into the tub for safe-keeping. Jillian Jones had  been obviousy living high off the hog since she and I were an item. L-squared started off the killer enema with a base of liquid detergent, the heavy-duty stuff that eschewed any perfumes, dirt busters and the like; designed strictly to get rid of dirt by burning it off if necessary. Next she added a bar of soap julienne made predominantly of lye that yours truly had carved carefully into pieces that would dissolve without too much heat being required. With a grin that was pure evil she produced a pint of glycerin and folded it into this witch's brew. Finally she signaled for me to bring the three-quart pot of water that had been simmering on the stove.

       By the time I arrived with the pot of steaming water, Lilith had blended this concoction to her satisfaction and poured it into the large enema bag hanging from the rod above the edge of the tub. There still were a couple of ingredients required to make his gut busting answer to constipation ready to go to work on JJ's insides. I watched as Lilith made a paste consisting of a two to one mixture of flour and talcum powder, a devilish combination that she assured me would make our guest's next hour a prevue of hell, a place she richly deserved to occupy. All the remained for me was to pour the near boiing water into the bag and "let her rip" as we say in the colonies.

       I poured, but there were a few more things that had to be done before L-squared was satisfied. She told me to fish a pair of panties from the hamper, making sure to get a ripe one from near or at the bottom and let her have them. Next she handed me a spreader bar; I didn't dare ask where she got it. I was told to use it to keep JJ's legs apart at the knees, so a rope could be run from her hair to her bound ankles and drawn tight, causing her body to be bent like a bow as she lay on her stomach. By the time I was done with my task, Lilith handed me the panties I'd dug out from the hamper, but now they were sodden and soapy. I was to gag JJ with them and then my boss could begin the enema. I'd never heard of an enema adminstered that way before, but as usual she was well ahead of me in this particular endeavor.

       First Lilith made sure that the contents of the enema bag were properly mixed, by using a long handled brush to stir the pot so to speak. Getting the nozzle inserted properly was a big challenge because of the way our guest was restrained and her positioning inside the tub. Lilith proved to be very patient and in time despite JJ's struggling, the enema commenced. She then provided a running commentary as the hot solution began flowing into Ms Jones' bowels. The trick with this beauty was its density and caustic nature, not the amount of gas it created within the intestines. To be effective it had to be adminstered slowly with pauses so that the patient, or in this case the victim, could fully absorb the hot, heavy irritating irrigation. The irritation came from the talcum powder which would slowly abrade away the mucous lining of the lower bowel as the very high density enema drove these tiny particles deep into her sensitive flesh.

       I noticed that JJ was beginning to react to what was happening within her bowels. Lilith slowed the flow to barely a trickle, giving the enema more time to work on her country woman. Even then Lilith couldn't resist reaching down and pinching the flabby thighs of her secretary. JJ began to writhe and make muffled sounds, the soapy panties doing an effective job of stifling any serious outbursts on her part. Lilith then confessed that she had slightly modified the recipe, substituting flour for part of the recommended amount of talcum. I couldn't resist teasing her about becoming soft on her secretary, and got a nasty look.

       My boss commented that it was a shame that the rope and the cramped space in the tub precluded either she or I from sodomizing JJ during this painful process. This made little sense since to remove the nozzle meant dealing with the outflow that would almost immediately follow. That's when she explained the principle behind this fiendish torture. My appreciation of her killer instinct was significantly altered once I understood the way this unique enema worked. The majority of ingredients were high density, very difficult to expel, especially in the position that we had placed JJ. The difficuty increased as more and more of the solution found its way deeper and deeper into any available space within her body. Lilith pointed out that our guest was now beginning to rock her body, a sure sign that her belly was starting to fill. She told me to keep a sharp eye out for any major changes in the color of JJ's face, a sign that her breathing was becoming hampered.The enema pauses became more frequent and lengthier as the plump woman tried to cope with the feeling of fullness and the pain that the talcum particles were beginning to produce.

       To demonstrate she knew what she was saying abut the enema, L-squared pulled the nozzle from JJ's asshole and quickly moved away, just in case she was proven wrong. There was a weak watery spurt, followed by a slow outflow that soon died away. I could see JJ tensing her body in an effort to rid it of this vicious intruder, but alas she was unable to do more than generate a few weak spurts before she exhausted herself. In this case gravity was too much to overcome, a truly fiendish variation to standard  water sports. Lilith replaced the nozzle and opened the clip to send another wave of this intrusive liquid into her secretary's bowels. This time she let the enema go for a few minutes and JJ's rocking became almost frantic as she tried to cope with the steady unrelenting pressure build-up taking place within her body.

       Things began to pall as the enema took its time making the transfer from the bag to JJ's bowels and swollen belly. Finally Lilith announced that the enema was finished, but now the fun wold really begin. She casually mentioned that in the time it would take for our guest to rid herself of the enema, we could take a break and perhaps enjoy a little more of the fun and games we played last evening, except there would not be any handcuffs this time. Little Mikey awoke from his slumber and started doing some nip-ups to show his interest in burrowing into Lilith's warm insides. My co-conspirator noticed this vote of approval for her idea, and without further discussion we left the bathroom once she had made sure the stopper in the tub was in place, and the window was open, despite the chilly air it would let into the room.

       Without the advantage of restraints, I quickly fell victim to my hostess. She took the high ground, grinding her plump pudenda up and down my face while she made liitle Mikey become big Mikey. I had to admit she owned one hot mouth and the snake that lived inside wasn't bad either. As for my opinion on the fragrant, wet flesh that was currently scubbing my face clean, well, it was nice and juicy, had a salty taste to it and smelled of the sea. The last observation was a bit odd considering our location was about as far from a major body of water, ( lakes don't count, even great lakes) as one could get  in this grand and glorious country of ours. Lilith decided it was time to put Mikey to work , but once again on her terms.

       There was something very erotic to watching her mount up, take a good grip on my cock and then raise her body just enough so that she could rub the head up and down the mouth of her cunt to make sure it was hard and ready. Her expression was one of deep concentration, as if she was trying to solve a problem. I took matters in hand and thrust up as hard as I could to get the show on the road. This surprised her somewhat, but she quickly resumed command, pressing her plump, curvy body down with authority to quash this rebellion on my part. Leaning forward she issued her orders in no uncertain terms.

       "I'm running this little show and you'll do exactly what I tell you, when I tell you, and for as long as I want you to do it, whatever it is! Under no circumstances will you cum without my permission or it will go very hard on you. I want to enjoy myself first and foremost; naturally you being a man with a quick trigger like most of your kind, can get your pleasure whenever it suits me. Remember that and we both will have a most enjoyable time."

       For a brief moment I could swear she was wearing boots, an open nipple leather bra and had a whip in one hand. Then I blinked and Lilith returned, sans the bra, whip and boots, but still possessing those large round breasts with very stiff nipples, a sign that the lady was getting into this with a vengeance. She dug her knees into my sides in much the same way a skilled horsewoman would start her animal trotting. I did everything but whinny as she rode me to one orgasm after another; between each cautioning me about getting too excited before she decided it was my turn to have a nice big ejaculation.

       One of her favorite techniques for calming me down was to shift her body so that my face was effectively swallowed up by her smooth shaven vulva. There were a few moments when I thought I'd have to buck the lady off me so I could get some air. I don't know just how long this unequal struggle lasted, but finally she leaned forward and started to suck my tongue as her hips did a dirty dance and that tight pussy vacuumed the life from poor tired Mikey. Like a good soldier, he saluted his commander and fell over from acute exhaustion. I was then treated to french kissing the likes of which I hadn't experienced in many a year. The fun abruptly stopped when my mistress rolled off and announced it was time for us to go back to work on Ms. Jillian Jones.

       The lady was just about where we left her, but even with the window open, the stench of her desperate bowel movement or movements hung over us like a blanket of filth. L-squared was reduced to digging a pair of recently worn panties from the hamper and holding them to her nose as protection. Not to be outdone, I did the same, but came up with a pair of rather fragrant undergarments that did the job of blocking JJ's contribution to air pollution, but also made me horny all over again. Lilith gave me an affectionate slap to the ear when she realized I was getting diverted from my assignment.

       Even as we prepared to extricate our guest from the mess she'd produced, there was another small outpouring of pink tinged liquid from her gaping anus. A cruel smile broke over Lilith's face as it seemed that the enema still had not been totally voided. She joked that perhaps we had time to return to the bedroom for a brief encore and I immediately perked up. JJ groaned with such sincerity that I knew there was still some time left before the enema ran its course. Lilith motioned for us to exit the room and let JJ stew in her own juices for a bit more time. That was fine with me, sniffing Lilith's ripe panties was getting to me. 

       We stood outside the door to the bathroom and discussed the rest of the day's schedule. Without telling her what I planned, I asked that just before she called Frances, I be allowed to give JJ a going away present that might take the better part of thirty minutes to do correctly. L-squared was more than a little curious concerning what it was that might take that length of time, considering the punishment JJ would be getting for the rest of the day. I refused to answer, but did offer to let her make the final decision on letting me do what it was. That mollified her to a degree, but she still hectored me to reveal my little secret to her now. I stone-walled her and she gave me one of those boss to employee stares, but all I did was smile. 

       Once we returned to the bathroom, Lilith was all business. She pointed into the tub and signaled me to pull the stopper and turn the water on to flush the remnants of the enema down the drain. Meanwhile a totally exhausted Jillian Jones was doing her best to hold her head up as much as the bondage would allow.That accomplished, we untied our guest and got her up and out of the tub. We shoved her into the shower stall and turned the water on to hot before slamming the shower door shut. In no time at all JJ was crying and pounding on the door to escape the scalding avalanche of water pouring down upon her bare body. Evidently she was so dazed from her enema experience that her mind was not operating normally. So rather than let her scald herself, I opened the door and let her stumble out.

       From the look on Lilith's face, her enema had been a rip-roaring success. In fact she almost looked smug, which made me rise to the challenge. I still had all sorts of things I hadn't tried out on the guest, and there was time enough to do plenty of damage before her roommate Frances, my mortal enemy, arrived to pick up what was left of JJ. For a brief instant I gave serious thought to suggesting that we invite Frances to join the fun and torture the both of them for the rest of the evening before sending them out into the cold night air wearing only their underwear.

       Then for some odd reason the thought of my little Chinese girlfriend, Woo Woo the enema queen, who had left me to go the to the West coast intruded into my consciousness and the pain of separation nearly tore me in half. I guess it must have shown, because Lilith got real quiet and then did a strange thing, touching her fingers to her lips as if to tell me to hush. Possibly she had some variation of my hidden talent that drove me to distraction most of the time and made me feel like a cork on the outer reaches of some massive maelstrom that sooner or later would devour me whole.

       We spent the rest of the day in the recreation room; perhaps JJ didn't get the joke, but we did. It had an open beam ceiling which made hanging her naked body simple. To spread her legs required that I move some heavy cinder blocks from the back yard into the rec room to act as places to which her ankles could be anchored by ropes. This was done under considerable duress, as Lilith supervised, telling me to be very careful not to drop one of them on her precious wooden floor. The irritation that built up from her comments and whining I took out on JJ, probably that was L-squared's plan all along. I laid out all my purchases that hadn't yet been put to good use on a nearby table and we took turns picking and using them on our victim.

       At the beginning Lilith staked out JJ's genitals, seating herself between the secretary's spread thighs and tormenting her vulnerable twat with all sorts of liniments and other medicinal products that all bore caution labels concerning their use. It was an easy matter for Lilith Landry to do the exact opposite from the caution labels, resulting in some very interesting reactions from her helpless victim. I on the other hand roamed the rest of her naked body using hose clamps, binder clips and pins. I homed in on her big soft tits and protruding stomach, occasionally intruding on Lilith's space, but for a good cause.

       At one time I put thirty-six binder clips on JJ's belly and enjoyed watching Lilith take my belt and buckle first, whip those demons off her secretary's flabby gut as the tears streamed down her face. Lilith also selected a few of my ointments and coated them onto the latex glove she wore prior to fisting her arch enemy's cunt. Watching part of Lilith's forearm disappear between those fat cunt lips was a real turn-on for yours truly. My boss grinned wolfishly when she observed me rolling on a condom in preparation for a sodomizing session with that nasty bitch. She gave me the thumbs-up sign as I got into position to skewer JJ but good.

       I guess that previous killer enema had done more damage to her insides than I originally thought. Jillian Jones nearly ruptured herself trying to escape the bonds holding her body helpless once I began burrowing into her gaping asshole. Since this was a grudge fuck, it was relatively easy for me to control Mikey from losing his head and getting in the way of all the fun I was having scraping the mucous membrane from off the walls of her fuck channel. Lilith later told me that she thought JJ's eyes were going to pop straight out from their sockets as I tortured her colon to its limits and a little beyond.

       Not to be outdone by a mere employee, Lilith retrieved her dildo and proceeded to join in the fun, using her hand to drive that piece of hard rubber into JJ's worn out twat. We soon developed a nice rhythm and worked in tandem to utterly destroy the insides of our house guest. By the time I filled my condom, she was bleeding from both holes, not too much, but enough to make us realize we were in a position to seriously harm her if we continued this extreme torture. This is not to say that we cut her much slack as the day slowly turned into early evening.

       I finally got around to using the hose clamps I'd purchased on those big bags of tit meat. Over a period of half an hour I tightened and retightened the clamps, watching the metal sink deeper and deeper into her blue-black tits which by the end had nearly doubled in size from the loss of circulation. I let Lilith do the honors, slowly releasing JJ's bloated tits from the grip of steel to torment her further. She'd open the clamps by two notches, then snug them up by one, a process that drive the poor woman half-insane as the blood seeped back into her bruised and swollen breasts.

       Lilith discovered the metal engraving tools and fell in love with them. She experimented and developed her touch by using them on JJ's bruised and battered buttocks. I was a bit taken aback at just how ugly the results of using these nasty little wheels could be. Lilith cut some deep gashes into JJ's butt by making little errors in applying pressure; flesh required only a kiss from the blades as they rotated at the lowest speed possible.

       I had taken a bathroom break when Lilith began "engraving" Jillian Jones permanently. When I returned, she was halfway finished. The letters were cut into the flesh bordering her cunt lips, covering the entire perimeter before she was finished. I busied myself with my surprise for JJ, and thus was absolutely blown away when I realized what she was cutting into her enemy's flesh. I'd seen those words before, always on the same place, exactly where Lilith was working. She was just completing the "H", only three letters to go. When she finished JJ would be marked forever by the words "SATAN'S WHORE"!

                                    (To be continued-lex ludite)