The Revenge Of Vyvian

Ch 2

He awoke some time later blind gagged and completely helpless. His ribs hurt from where some one had kicked him, and there was still a faint taint of cum… his cum in his mouth. Revolted and disgusted he could do nothing to get the taste out of his mouth. He tried to get up but a sudden jolt from the neck told him that he was trapped with his collar chained to the hard concrete floor. His cock was tightly sheathed in a chastity device that kept him constricted and his balls tightly bound. His hands were locked behind his back with what he thought could only be hand cuffs.

The clang of the chain alerted Vyvian to her husbands consciousness. “Good morning darling!” she said heartily. “I am glad to see you are awake! Our honeymoon starts today, and I am looking forward to it!”

She walked over to her new husband and unchained him from the floor. He felt the change and followed as she occasionally yanked him in a direction following her. Vyvian led him to a nice easy chair that she had and sat with her bottom close to the edge. She bent down and started to remove the hood. Finally able to use his eyes again he took a look after a few seconds of blinding bright light. Vyvian was not wearing lingerie but instead was wearing a very tight black skirt stalkings, and a tight blouse that was not hiding the aroused state of her nipples. Her legs were crossed and she was making no effort to hide the liberal amounts of thigh she was now showing to the husband that was kneeling before her.

“You are going to listen to me do you understand slave?” he had no choice in any case. “You are here to service me and no other reason. My bridesmaids helped me take you last night and helped plan the entire honeymoon.” He was horrified and moaned in distress of the fact that she would tell others she was doing this to him. “If you don’t do exactly what I say when I say it for every minute you disobey I will add a hour in the chair you visited last night.” A look of fear shot through his eyes letting Vyvian know he got the idea. “I am going to take the gag out and if you say a word I will make sure you spend a hour back in that chair!”

Not needing any more convincing he nodded his head immediately in agreement humiliated at the thought of her friends knowing what she was doing to him.

Quickly the gag was removed and he got a chance to move his very tired and sore jaw. She uncrossed her legs and began hiking up her dress to her hips. As she did he realized that she was not wearing underwear. Only a garter belt to hold up each of her nylon black stalking. Once on the edge of her chair, she grabbed him by his long hair yanking it hard. Determined not to revisit the chair again, he did his best to try and keep quite but couldn’t stop the sudden gasp that the forcible handling of his head produced. Vyvian stopped for a instant and looked at her slave. His head still sideways leaning into her hand that was pulling it. “Did you say something my love?” He quickly shook his head no, pulling his own hair even more. Vyvian watched him for a moment and then  decided that he didn’t indeed have anything to add. She pulled him ever so closer to her core. Her pussy now clearly visible to her husband, was already damp and wet.

“You are going to please me my slave, love, and dearest. We are married now and just as you would have me please you, you will now please me.” He had never actually gone down on a woman before. Oh he had been with his share of women before and had been on the receiving end of multiple blow jobs, and even a few random flings with the occasional girlfriends. He was not necessarily a bad guy but though he liked being sucked on he had never imagined putting his tongue down there. It appeared now that he had no choice in the matter.

Vyvian deliberately took her time drawing his head in slowly between her thighs. Inching him slowly closer and closer until his head was just a inch away from her pussy. She knew the longer she drew it out the greater the effect it would have on him. Holding him there for a few seconds, she enjoyed the feel of his breath on her warm pussy lips. This allowed him plenty of time to contemplate his position.

“Let me see your tongue.” She said giving a extra yank on his hair for good measure. He obliged her sticking his tongue out but apparently it wasn’t to her liking. With her free hand she grabbed it and pulled it out of his mouth as much as she could. “Stretch it out slut!” she said taunting him. “Is that they best my poor husband can do for the woman he loves?” She sighed in mock disappointment but the effect on her husband got her the desired results. He slumped his shoulders in disappointment. She let go of his tongue and grabbed him on both sides of his head. Before he could even react and pull his tongue back in she shoved his face into her pussy. His tongue instantly found its mark pushing into her pussy.

Her juices immediately coated his tongue and the smell of her sex filled his nostrils. It was not as bad as he thought it would be. And it definitely could have been worse. Vyvian moaned in minor relief before ordering him to lick. Obediently he began moving his tongue around inside her, he was however very in experienced at pleasing women. All his life he  had been taking from his lovers and had never realy done more then finger fuck a few girls in his life. He tried his best and Vyvian gave soft little noises of encouragement from the back of her throat. She was getting considerably aroused by her husbands attentions.

He tried different patterns and did his best to try and make his wife cum but no matter how fast he moved his tongue or what he did to the inside of her pussy he couldn’t get her to release him. He was quickly running out of air. He tried desperately to suck some air into his lungs but the sucking only got him a extra flow of her pussy juices and a long drawn out moan from his wife. Desperately he pulled backward away from her yanking his own hair. He gained enough air just to get a quick breath before she pulled his face back into her.

“I always wondered what it would be like to have a guy down there….” she moaned. She was becoming more and more aroused by  the minute but she knew that his inexperienced tongue wouldn’t be enough to make her cum unless he magically found her clit. He was a lot less experienced then she had thought and the training of him as a slave and herself as a mistress was going to take a lot of work on her part. “I have had it with you.” she said, throwing him backwards away from her pussy. She crossed her legs again however this sudden deprival of his wife only seemed to fuel his own desires. Oh he desired her so badly but he had no chance of having sex with her while she kept him bound and his cock caged like she was.

“Every time I tell you to please me you fail. First I ask you to wait for our wedding day but you couldn’t even do that. Then I ask you to please me and you can’t even do that right either.”

He started to mutter a apology but she quickly covered his mouth. “And now you speak without being told to! It is time you learned your place here.” she said. “I am taking over this relationship because I am the only one with the strength and self control required to run it.” She stood up and walked over to end of the room. The entire wall he noticed was shelved with what looked like book shelves but they definitely weren’t books on the shelves. There was a assortment of toys and what looked like equipment all lined up on each shelf layed out as if on display. He shivered at the thought of what a lot of them were used for. Some looked positively evil. Gathering his courage he began to silently look around the basement. It was filled with all sorts of bondage associated furniture. There was a X frame in one corner that had all kinds of leather straps on it. Near by what looked like a saw horse that had a padded top. He wasn’t entirely familiar with bondage equipment. He had only a few times seen it in the sex shop up the street but had never really asked about it. His sexual experience, he came to realize, was not very advanced. There were several contraptions all around the room including a throne looking chair. And of coarse there was the chair that had raped his ass last night. Another shiver made its way down his spine. There were D rings built into the ceiling and walls. In one corner a cage about 3 feet by 6 feet. All this had distracted him from what his wife was actually doing.

Suddenly he realized that she was standing in front of him. He quickly snapped his head towards her and they locked eyes. “I have here a ball gag for you my slave. It is wraped up in my panties so just open your mouth so we can put it in and don’t make me punish you. As you can see I have plenty of toys in this room to punish you with.” he sighed in defeat and closed his eyes opening his mouth in submission. That made it all the easier for what she was planning however. With his eyes shut he would obviously not see the soaked state of the panties. She quickly inserted the panty clad ball gag into his mouth. Expecting dry cloth and the ball gag he was surprised as a sharp salty taste filled his mouth and the smell of piss entered his nostrils. The panties were covered in urine. And not just any ones, his wife’s. He had never been so humiliated in his life. Except maybe for last night when he had his ass fucked. But now he had both memories to haunt him.

“I want you to taste and smell me slave. I Have covered those panties in my pee for one reason. I am your wife and you are my husband. Husbands are to worship there wives and honor and please them and right now while I am sure it is very disgusting you can do that by tasting me. I know that while you are tasting me you are submitting ever second my piss is in your mouth. And that means that you are honoring your mistress like a good little puppy slut. “ he was trying to force the gag back out of his mouth as she said this, but she had moved behind him and pulled the gag tight buckling it tightly behind his head. There was nothing he could do except taste her and with every breath he could smell her. He hated that she done this to him.

His arms which were still secured behind his back were useless to remove the gag. She grabbed him  by the chain and he felt the tug on his collar. “Up!” she called to him. It was awkward for a few minutes trying to stand without the use of his hands but he managed it. Once standing he was led over to what appeared to be a stockade. She pushed him over and forced his head through the hole. He was bent way over and would have fallen if it hadn’t been for the stockade holding him upright. Vyvian was now positively dripping wet. She was about to take her husbands ass for herself though he didn’t know it yet and at this point there was nothing he could do about it.

A click of a lock signaled his doom as Vyvian secured the stockade with his head inside. Once her husband was safely locked away, Vyvian walked over to the shelf again and produced some leather ankle cuffs and a leather hood. It wasn’t long before she was pulling the hood over his face. Pulling it tight the only opening remaining was to holes by the nose so he could breath. He was completely cut off from the world blacked out. The hood was a normal black hood and not like the one he had the previous night. Vyvian took the ankle cuffs in her hands and bent down near one of his feet. She wrapped it around his ankle and then tightened the clasp before doing the same with the other. Once she had his ankles in there cuffs she moved his legs wide apart. There were D rings strategically installed on either side of his legs. Grabbing a lock from the shelf she quickly returned and locked his legs into a spread position. Once he was secured she walked upstairs into her kitchen. He was left all alone in a very uncomfortable position, with piss soaked underwear in his mouth, and there was not a thing in the world he could do about it.

“Good morning!” she said greeting her 2 closest friends. Unknown to her husband she had let two of her brides maids stay the night. Both were bisexuals and were her counter parts in her conspiracy against her husband. “I trust that you both slept comfortably? Vyvian asked. She was unable to suppress the giggle that escaped her.

“Oh you are bad Vyv…” Talara said. “That poor boy will never be right again.”

“Lets hope not!.” Vyvian said laughing at her own pun.

“So when will the little slut learn about us?” Talara asked.

“Oh I think he will figure it out.” Vyvian said smiling.

“What did you do to him?”

“Well you saw last night…” Vyvian sighed deeply “And boy was that a huge turn on. But Today we need to get him all ready to go on our honeymoon. It is a long flight and we need to make sure he is absolutely ready for it.”

Vyvian’s friends snickered at that having watched Vyvian’s husband being tortured the last evening. It had sparked the arousal of every one involved.

“Yah about that.” Talara said. I think we have some ideas but before we do any packaging any way we could play a little with him first?”

“I don’t see why not.” Vyvian said. “Lets go ahead and freshen up and meet back here when we are all ready.”

The three women ate a fine meal and freshened up and it wasn’t long before they had all met back up in the kitchen of Vyvian’s house.

“Well… he is blind and locked into place I think it is time we had our way with that horny little slut of mine.” Vyvian said.