To Obey
by Fire-Bird
Chapter 60 "Get a room."
The motel was cheap. Not that Matt couldn't afford a decent motel but his
father was a very important person in business and the less attention that
was drawn to him the better. The motel manager was a seedy man. He looked
like he had been wearing his grey shirt for two weeks straight. Dry patches
of sweat showed through from around his arm pits that nearly made Natasha
push to go elsewhere.
Matt shook his head. He took the key and the love birds went over to the
room. The door swung inwards quietly. Matt ignored the damage to the top
corner of it and once Natasha was inside he closed the door and locked it.
The rooms were about as appealing as sucking on the motel managers shirt.
The carpet was bare in most places and if it wasn't bare, it was stained.
Mostly in cum Matt decided later. The bed was something even a Nun would
turn her nose up at and Natasha quickly closed the door to the bathroom.
It remained shut until they left.
"I know you're eager Nat but are you sure you want to do it here?" asked
Matt. He secretly hope to take her back to his house.
Natasha closed in on Matt and hugged his tightly. She grew up in places
like this but that didn't mean she enjoyed them. She stared up deep into
his eyes and flicked her tongue out. It touch his nose leaving a small wet
patch. Matt automatically wiped it away.
"Okay, I grant you it's not posh but it'll do, won't it?" she asked.
Matt wasn't so certain. He had been looking forward to bedding down with
Nat ever since he met her. What she did to him physically just by how he
thought of her was enough for Matt to wake up his sister Jody last night
and screw her till dawn.
Matt unhooked his arms from Nat and pulled back the bed sheets. Nothing
jumped out at them. That's a pretty good start he thought. He looked over
at Nat and smiled.
"Come here ... woman."
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Ivy felt like Santa. She wrote a list and was now checking it twice. She
scribbled names, then crossed them out and then re-wrote them. All her life
she had wondered what her wedding would be like. She didn't think it would
be so hard to plan. So hard to please everyone.
She sighed and dropped the pen onto the pad. She rolled her head to the
side to relieve the tension in her shoulders. Then she felt a pair of hands
as they massaged her neck. She kept her eyes closed. It felt so good. She
could be massaged by John all day.
"How does that feel?" said a voice.
Ivy's eyes shot open.
"Priest!?"
The hands disappeared. Ivy turned to see who it was but the person had
already gone. She already knew it was the Priest. The dead smell of moth-
balls filled the air behind her. 'I wonder what he's up to?' wondered Ivy.
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Jenny knelt down to the device. She already knew what it did and how it
did it. They had one at the school and once every so often Ivy or John
would put her into it. What was strange was that she was being shackled
to the device. Normally John or Ivy just made her do it without bonds.
Both her ankles were cuffed. Her wrists also cuffed and chained to the
foot board behind her. A section of the bench was hollowed out for her
upper belly area. This allowed her boobs to lie on the bench better.
She watched as Dave pushed down on the handle. Slowly her boobs flattened
out and then very quickly came the pain. Jenny never had to worry about
breast cancer. Her diet, exercise and the hormones saw to that. She also
never had to wonder what breast screening felt like. It was probably much
easier than what she endured on this device.
Dave raised the handle a bit and then pushed it back down by putting his
whole weight onto it. Jenny kicked her feet and shook her head in agony.
Her nipples looked like they were ready to pop. Dave raised the handle
and looked at her boobs. Small lines from the wood had etched themselves
into her skin.
Jenny welcomed the small break but it was over too quickly. Dave pushed
down once again and Jenny cried out in pain. Dave hit the handle to make
her boobs throb. After a few seconds he then flicked the locking switch.
This allowed the handle to be locked in it's current position.
"How does that feel?" asked Dave. Jenny looked into Dave's eyes. Funny,
he was genuinely interested.
"Very sore, very painful Sir." gasped Jenny between throbs of pain.
"Good. Unfortunately it's going to get a little worse."
Dave rummaged in his pocket and pulled out four seven inch nails. Only
then did Jenny noticed the four holes in the top of the board. She
originally thought they were for sweating purposes. Silly girl.
Dave took a hammer from it's hook on the wall. He did a playful flip
with it and smiled at Jenny. He took one of the nails and placed the
pointed end into a hole.
"Scream well." and hammered the nailed in hard. Jenny did scream, she
didn't stop even after the forth nail was inserted through the wood
deep into her pressed breasts. Dave enjoyed the entertainment for a
while and then left to get some food.
Jenny watched as he ascended the stairs and closed the door behind him.
She could feel the steel in her breasts. But she had to admit that this
was something new. They hadn't done this at the school. She'd have to
tell John when she got back. But on second thoughts she decided to let
it go unless asked directly about it. She figured the first person they
would try it on would be her.
Jenny was released some two hours later.
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"And this is the social room for the teachers."
The headmaster walked into the social room followed by his wife Claire and
two daughters, Karen and Rebecca. Steve, JT's son and elder of the kids
followed behind.
Steve was the classic geek. He preferred computers and electronics over
girls and socializing. He hardly played any sports or did any exercise
and it shows. His arms look more like cheese-straws. Since he was so tall
he always walked with his head down. He was sixteen.
Karen was fifteen and was definitely the rebel in the family. She was
always the one to be caught smoking, trying to get her eyebrows pierced,
and JT seriously didn't know if she was still a virgin or not.
Rebecca was the quiet one. She had only two close friends that JT knew of.
She seemed more interested in fantasies and dreams about dragons, knights,
monsters and the classic story of being saved by a tall dark handsome hero.
At thirteen JT felt she was the brightest even above Steve. If only she was
more self-confident.
But soon that would change. The tour of the castle was nearly finished.
JT had shown his family all the rooms on the top level. Now they were going
to see the lower levels, up real close.
"Everyone, this is John. John, this is my wife Claire, daughters Karen and
Rebecca and Steve behind."
John looked the girls up and down. Claire felt very uncomfortable.
"Wife too?" asked John.
JT wasn't too sure but nodded his head anyway. John snapped his fingers.
Porters appeared from doorways and shadows.
"Grab 'em boys!"
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Matt watched as Natasha quickly gathered her things. She was fuming. Matt
tried to cover the bite mark on his thigh left by Jody the night before
but Natasha wouldn't accept any explanations.
"Please Nat. Let's talk." he begged.
"No!" as she pulled her shirt over her face.
"Come on. This was suppose to be a special night for us."
"Fuck you ass hole!" The door slammed as she walked off into the night.
Matt fell back into the bed. He waited a minute and then pulled the
cell phone from his pocket. The glow of the keypad and screen allowed him
to select a number from the phone's memory.
"Dad? Yeah it's me. Looks like I've been busted. Can we do what we talked
about yesterday? Excellent. Thanks Dad. You're the best."
Matt got dressed and left the motel.
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Jenny felt the blood rush back into her breasts. Dark red marks covered
them as she rubbed the tissue back to health. Dave helped her to her feet
and watched as she continued to rub. Jenny saw his gaze and stopped.
"Sorry Sir." she said.
"That's okay Jenny. You're off at to the school tomorrow. So I'll make
this perfectly clear. I want you to make me feel SO good before tomorrow
morning. Do you understand?"
Jenny swallowed hard. "Yes Sir."
"Good girl. Now show me what you're going to do."
Jenny thought for a few seconds and then opened the cupboard to the dildos.
She removed a six inch pink dildo with menacing spikes on the end. She
then took some Vaseline and some thumb tacks. Dave watched on as she spread
the Vaseline all over the dildo and then inserted it into the box of tacks.
When she pulled it out it looked deadly. Jenny walked over to Dave and
handed him the dildo. He took it.
"Up my cunt or up my ass? Sir." she turned away from Dave and leaned
forward onto the table. Her pert ass high in the air. She spread her legs
to allow easy access.
Dave pried open her cunt lips and pushed the dildo in hard. Jenny screamed.
Dave twisted and pumped the dildo in. Jenny continued to cry out and begged
for mercy. After a few minutes he pulled the dildo out. Most of the tacks
had gone. He took the box of tacks and pushed the dildo in rattling it
around. Jenny sobbed quietly into her hands.
He then inserted it into her ass hole. Jenny screamed like she had never
screamed before. Dave pumped the dildo in hard. When he finally pulled
it out it was covered with shit and blood. He presented it to Jenny to
lick clean. She wrapped her mouth around the dildo and sucked away.
"Fuck me! The school does train their slaves well."
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Matt watched TV while Jody sucked on his cock. He heard the music
signaling the news report and watched keenly. Twenty minutes later he
wondered if they were going to have the news article at all.
Then there it was. The kidnapping of a young woman only three blocks away
from where she lived. Apparently she was going home from a friend's place
and disappeared. Police had no idea where she was and were asking for
anyone who knew of her whereabouts.
Matt knew. And in a few days time he was going to visit me.
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