Best Regards

Best Regards

by

Whipsaw

This story is fictional and the characters or the locations presented do not exist. With the exception of one state. This story develops very, very slowly

Chapter One

       Cheryl runs a critical eyes over her thirty year old nude body still damp from the shower. After an careful examination she nods and thinks "not bad at all, I can still turn heads, those hours at the gym haven't been wasted!"

       The she dresses leisurely and enjoys the feeling of the smooth, soft fabrics sliding over her firm body with its peaches and cream colored skin. Then she very carefully does her hair and make-up as everything must be perfect!

       A thought suddenly pops, "You are not doing anything special....hell you rarely do, so why all the fuss?"

       Then another and as usual frustratingly practical thought follows, "Because you have performed this same ritual ever day of your adult life! So get on with it, you have house work to do."

       However, the end result of her efforts are pleasing as she finishes applying the pink lipstick. Then quickly heads downstairs and begins another routine.

       As the dishwasher is being unloaded the phone rings and she lifts the handset, "Hello, Oh hi Marie."

       The phone replies with, "Hey Cheryl, is Ron still away?"

       Cheryl grimaces as she responds, "Yes, for two more weeks!"

       Then the phone inquires excitedly, "Want to go to the Risky Business with me tonight? There will be a lot of young  and horny guys there!"

       Cheryl's mouth involuntarily gapes open and it takes a moment before she snaps, "MARIE!"

       The phone giggles and apologizes then taunts, "Well OK, Miss Goody Two Shoes!"

       Then it's tone turns serious as it offers, "Ok girl, but the offer stands, toodles."

       After a soft click it goes silent with Cheryl staring at the handset shaking her head.

       Then the thoughts flow about her friend, "Married for ten years to a wonderful guy and she is always on the prowl! What do they call it? Oh yeah, cougar.....my best friend is a cougar!"

       After replacing the handset she continues her mediocrity in a robotic fashion.

Chapter Two

       After the house is spotless and she is relaxing on the couch a rustle tells her that the mail has been delivered. Rising and taking a few steps she picks it up then sorts through it. She sees bill, bill, bill, offer, nonsensical junk and a letter without a return address.

       Curiosity causes her fingers to rip the letter open and it reads, "Please do not be alarmed, but I would really like to meet you someday. Best Regards."

       Sitting again heavily this time she racks her brain for an explanation but nothing comes. Then with a shrug the letter gets tossed.  However, after an hour of watching television, it is examined again and then hidden in her secret spot.

       Once again the thoughts occur, "Why hide it? Well, because Ron might find it and get jealous. Well then call Marie, what if this nut is a serial murderer?"

       But Marie was not really an option for this sort of thing so her attention returns to the images on the set.

       Suddenly the bad side snaps, "Knock it off, you flaming phony! The idea of a secret admirer is thrilling and flattering! PLEASE!"

       Cheryl exerts self control and closes her mind to that sort of nonsense. After an evening meal and an hour on instant messenger with a friend in England it is time for bed. The next morning the routine is repeated as it has been. And the next afternoon another letter appears.

       However, this time it is opened with a bit of apprehension! The thing reads, "Hi, you are in my thoughts every waking moment of every single day! I sincerely hope that we can meet, someday! Best Regards."

       Now the thoughts are filled with dread as she reviews everyone that she has met in her lifetime.

       The thoughts at this point are evaluations, "All acquaintances in the last two years have been online through the pen pal site. And most of those do not know my gender!  I have been very careful not to release any personal on the computer. Well call Ron, he loves you and will understand."

       But the reluctance counsels her to keep quiet because............."no, that has been buried.............they guaranteed that."

       However, the rest of the day is filled with apprehension and the night is restless and confused. The next morning relief floods through when Ron calls. And as usual just the sound of his calm voice is reassuring and heartening. The rest of the day is mostly normal until the mail arrives. Then it takes an hour for her to retrieve it. She quickly sorts until the dreaded envelope appears.

       Swallowing the lump in her throat and trying to control the nausea the disgusting envelope rips open. Then the words form in her sight, "Hi again! I have wonderful news for you! I really think that we are going to be able to get to know each other! WOW, I don't know about you but that is so exciting to me! Best Regards."

Chapter Three

       Now the tears flow uncontrollably and her body shakes in time with the racking sobs. And the thoughts aren't helpful, "Well fool, what did you think? You thought that you could do as you please and it wouldn't bite you, someday...long and hard!"

       That harsh observation makes her defensive and the outburst pours angrily through her mind, "Damn you! That was a sickness! I did not hurt anyone............the only person that it hurt......was me!"

       However, the sneer is just as intense, "Bullshit, you loved every sick, disgusting minute of it!"

       

       The rest of that day a morose Cheryl is depressed and filled with alternating bouts of self-loathing and self-pity. There isn't any food that night and sleep will not come. Then next day the routine is forgotten as is the house work. However, the day brightens when the envelope does not come. After going through the mail relief floods through her body and her legs become unsteady. And her shoulders feel as if a ton of weight has been lifted away. Hurrying upstairs the routine is completed in a rush but with a critical eye on the process. And the end result is carefully evaluated. Then downstairs and in an hour there is a spotless home.

       Then a call to Marie who gleefully recounts an encounter with a twenty-two year old. But when she starts going into details about their sexual escapade Cheryl excuses herself and returns the offending phone to its cradle. Then the internet and chats with three nice friends. After that a light meal and bedtime.

       The next morning during the ritual a troubling thought occurs, "You do know that this creep isn't done, don't you? What if one those things come when Ron is home? He will stay home for a few days after he returns. Well, whatever you do... do not let him collect the mail! Because if you do and he reads the thing, it will cause questions that you don't dare answer!"

       She forces the routine that day and the troubling thoughts plague the woman. However, the troubles fade as the days pass and there isn't any mail from the "Best bastard." And Ron returns to find a joyful Cheryl that hurries him to bed.

       He is pleasantly surprised and voices it, "Well pretty girl, what brings this on? You usually don't act like this!"

       Her response is a wicked smile along with a cliché response, "You ain't seen nothing yet, lover!"

       After helping him out of his clothes and then pushing onto the bed. He is laughing until she takes his cock into her eager mouth.

       This shocks him and he exclaims, "Whoa Cheryl, you have never done this to me, not ever! Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining but what gives?"

Chapter Four

       The reply comes out huskily, "I know, please listen carefully you are the man that has cared for me and loved me. For years you have understood, accepted and not complained about my refusals. You are the man that I love with all of my being! And it is time that you get what you should haven't gotten on our third date. Now husband, shut your mouth and enjoy!"

       With a grateful, "Yes, ma'am" Ron lies back as the delicious and energetic tongue explores his shaft. Cheryl resolves that this will be the best oral sex that her husband has ever experienced. She swirls her tongue around the glans and tries to get the tip into the urethral orifice while Rom groans in ecstasy. Her fingers softly caress his testicles as her head begins to bob up and down. Then she slides her hands under his buttocks and encourages his strokes into her throat. She increases the tempo then feels his penis begin to throb and knows that he is ready.

       Suddenly, he attempts to withdraw but she uses all her strength to keep his penis in her mouth. When sperm floods into her waiting mouth she swallows greedily while moaning sexily. After he becomes flaccid she removes his wonderful organ and kisses the tip then daintily lies it on his stomach.

       After a few moments his concerned voice queries his beautiful wife, "Don't take this the wrong way but where did you learn how to do that?"

       But Cheryl is ready and the words flow easily, "My imagination and that nasty internet!"

       An involuntarily "What" erupts out of Ron as she continues, "Yes dear, they have sites that teach ladies how to please their husbands in many different ways. And seriously, you are the man of my life and you deserve that and so much more! I love you husband!"

       After her words stop they lie clutching each other for over an hour before going downstairs for a post coitus snack.  The rest of the day is so very pleasant for Cheryl and she doesn't think about the letters, hardly at all. Ron stay at home is unlike any other as his wife is insatiable! She offers to do things that are absolutely amazing to him. And he takes advantage of several of those things!  However, he is troubled by this sudden and radical shift in her behavior. Hopefully, she isn't seeing another man................or woman.

       His thoughts are depressing and maddening, "If she has found another, what can you do............KILL THE FUCKER....yeah right and go to prison for murder. And have somebody fucking you every night! Divorce her.... can't I love that woman more than anything, she is life. So what? Hell, I don't know....just shut the hell up, ok!"

       However, as expected the company calls and he has to tell his beautiful wife, "Babe it's time again."

       His heart as a sad look transforms her face and she asks softly, "Where and for how long?"

Chapter Five

       He holds her gently and replies, "Saudi for eight weeks, but it will be for top pay! And when I return you will get a new car, I am thinking a luxury model! Yeah, an expensive gift for my new sex crazy and very desirable wife!"

        However, the only sound  is a muffled sob and her body trembles in his arms. Ron feels so badly but the present job is an opportunity of a lifetime. Especially to someone that doesn't have a degree. So he hugs her to him and doesn't speak for some time. The day to leave comes so very quickly and Cheryl has to deal with the feeling that she will collapse. However, she valiantly does not allow Ron to see it. And fortunately he is gone before her legs give way.

       While the following day is uneventful the nagging apprehension troubles her mind. Then the second day arrives as does the letter and it reads, "I thought that he would never leave! But anyway for the good news, everything is going splendidly and we should be together soon! Best Regards."

       Suddenly, the apprehension and she is filled with rage! She walks to the phone and calls the post office then spends a frustrating as they patiently explain how to read the post mark. However, that only reveals the city where it was mailed. Not the identity of the person that mailed the hated thing. Finally, the rep tells to call the police. Dreading what's coming she hangs the phone on its perch and resolutely dials the number.

       An hour later a female detective arrives and the frustration mounts as she is asked, "Did you touch the envelopes. Well it doesn't matter, getting prints off of paper is iffy at best. The paper is common and will be impossible to trace."

       Then after the detective reads all the letters she voices another disturbing thing, "Well the writer doesn't threaten or try to intimidate you. And, well is there anything that you are not telling me?'

       This prompts an irritated reply to explode out of Cheryl, "No there is not! I guess when this bastard kills me then somebody will do something..........unless they are too busy!"

       The detective is now suspicious and her voice is firm as she says, "Please ma'am calm yourself. We will do everything possible but honestly this is nothing more than unwanted mail. A crime has not been committed in any of these letters."

       Fighting back the tears Cheryl thanks her and accepts the paper that has support groups listed on it.  After the woman leaves Cheryl tosses the list into a waste basket then goes upstairs. Then she goes upstairs and cries like never before in her life! The next day is listless and even when the letter doesn't come nothing changes. The following a package arrives that doesn't have a return address. Upon opening the without any emotion she sees the pictures and remembers the scenes.

       After the last picture there is the typed note, "Remember those? Well when I first saw them, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt. Well at any rate, here it is bitch. Meet me at John's Inlet 10:00 AM. Wear your shortest skirt along with a very tight blouse, along with thigh high black stockings and spike heels. Do not wear any underwear and make certain that your make-up screams SLUT. If you don't have those things, get your gorgeous ass out and buy them! Bitch do not be late and approach me with a smile. I will not threaten as you know who will get copies if you don't show, now don't you cunt?"

Chapter Six

The letter falls from nerveless fingers as Cheryl collapses onto the couch that she asked Ron to buy for their sixth anniversary. The sun has set before she leaves the house and heads for a part of town that she hasn't visited for an eternity. She arrives at a shop and enters then starts grabbing things off the rack until a sudden frightening thought occurs. Then reluctantly she replaces them and chooses carefully.

       When she approaches the register the clerk leers as he scans the items. After she swipes her card he asks in an excited voice, "Someone is going to have a great time, right sexy. Going to give him all of that good stuff, huh baby?"

       

       As Cheryl lifts the bag the words come out lethargically, "Fuck you, scumbag."

       He jerks back and blushes but doesn't respond as she exits. Once in car she throws the detestable clothing  and horrible make-up in the back seat then drives home. Too fast and without thinking but fortunately arrives safely. Once inside and upstairs she falls into bed and lies there with thoughts raging through her mind. While she hates her life now, a resolution begins to develop.

       After an hour it is has formed and she begins to imbed it into her brain, "Whatever happens Ron can never find out. No matter what! Well genius do you really think he is inviting you to have coffee? If that's he wants then I will do it. Whatever he wants I will do it. But if I get the chance then............oh really! Well blackmail is a crime and so is murder! And if you do shoot him then everything will come out in court and Ron will know."

       However, she has a steely glint that has never been in her eyes before and she doesn't even know it. The next morning everything is done very carefully and after she inspects herself makes a couple of changes. While it is not for the bastard's benefit she knows that it must be done. The drive to the place takes nearly an hour. She exits the vehicle and surveys the picnic area carefully, When she notices a male sitting alone he waves with a smile. Remembering her instructions she arranges a smile on her face and approaches.

       Once at the table the order comes, "Do not sit without my permission."

       She feels her face flush but maintains the smile as he continues, "And change that fucking grimace into an inviting smile!"

       He doesn't allow her to sit until the smile is approved.

       Then after sitting he smugly informs, "Hi, I am your new owner. Displease and I will punish. Disappoint and I will humiliate then punish. Lie to me and I will take you to an adult theater and you will suck or fuck everything there.......including the doorknobs!"

       As an nasty chuckle erupts she sits silently and evaluates this pompous bastard. Tall, muscular about fifty with an air about him that while unidentifiable is definitely sinister.

       Her scan is interrupted when he adds, "And if you are thinking of killing me. Well, I have seven packages prepared and in a safety deposit box. Once I am dead the box is opened and there will be seven mailings. One to your parents with another going to your hubby. Then one to his parents and two to selected media, you know how they love that shit! Then his company gets the information. Oh I am curious, what will a high profile, international corporation think of hubby after they review that? I mean other than wanting to fuck you! And finally the district attorney gets a copy, just for the hell of it. What with all the laws you might be a criminal!"

Chapter Seven

       Her heart sinks but she doesn't let him see it while thinking, "Get it over with, scumbag. Tell me to suck you and then let me leave."

       His demeanor gets serious as he says menacingly, "I am into Bdsm and love things like percussion instruments, humiliation, bondage, control and raw sweaty heart pounding fucking in every hole that you have!"

       Her expression doesn't changes as he continues, "Now your make-up is totally unacceptable now get that gorgeous ass into your car and drive where I tell you."

       After the journey begins he directs her to a nearby drugstore and they enter. Then he selects the make-up which includes the reddest lipstick in stock. She then is told to pay and blushes when the female clerk flashes a disapproving look. Upon enter the car again he changes the radio station and tells her to leave it there.

       Then warns, "If I find it on another station, your ass will feel like it is on fire!"

       His hearty is irritating but she carefully maintains her expression. He then guides her to a series of small cabins. And tell her to stop at the one numbered eighteen.

       Then he cruelly asks, "You were about that age when the photo sessions began, right slut?"

       Despite herself she nods and once inside he slaps her face! Startled she recoils and lifts her arms defensively. Then he  gruffly explains that all of her answers must be vocalized. She then is told strip and to do it sexily, in his crude words "make me hard!" She tries but he is obviously displeased and orders her across his knees.

       She is slow to obey as fear courses through her body. And to add to that fear once across his lap he wraps his legs around hers exerting considerable strength. Then without any warning he strikes and it feels as if her buttock is on fire!

       Wildly she thinks, "What is he hitting me with? How many strikes will I get? Oh, that hurts so bad, stop damn you!"

       However the blows continue to fall until he has delivered twenty. Tears sting here eyes as he caresses her ass and speaks, "You really do have one the best bodies that I have ever seen! That is what turned me, once I saw it. I had to have you and all of you."

       Then he releases her and stands then orders using a lustful tone, "Undress me!"

       

       Her fingers tremble as she unbuttons, unzips and removes. Surreptitiously she looks at his penis and it is huge! Her mind boggles and thoughts flash, "I can't take that thing! It is just too big! He can't expect me to............sure that's right, he wouldn't think of ramming it  into your guts! No, not this wonderful gentleman!"

       As if he is reading her mind an assurance comes, "Don't worry you can take it and after a few times you will love it! If a woman can birth a child there isn't a dick on the planet she can't take. Of course, hubbies pathetic cock may never satisfy you again!"

Chapter Eight

       Then on your stomach and spread, now listen carefully. You will use your mouth, hands and your words to excite and please me. And under no circumstances is that ass to stop moving! That is your only warning, slut."

       He covers her and guides his cock into frightened vagina and slowly inserts it. Fortunately, he is patient and uses short strokes at first.

       Then a little deeper on each successive stroke until his stomach rests on hers and then a warning, "bitch!"

       Suddenly his warning comes and she begins to caress, kiss and talk, "Yes stroke me, I will have sex with you."

       Suddenly he rises and slaps her again then instructs her to "talk like a slut!"

       Fearing what might happen she begins, "Fuck me, I love your cock! You are the largest dick that I ever seen much less had in me. I need you to cum in me and on me. Go faster, I want your cock to swell then spew it's cum into me. A huge load! Fuck me!"

       As the words keep flowing she despises herself for obeying and what she is being forced to do but doesn't stop. She grabs his ass feigning passion and he jerks in ecstasy as his balls empty. When he rolls the order comes to "clean me with your tongue." She obeys while fighting the urge to vomit on the bastards crotch. However, fear helps her not to do that. And to make matters he didn't wear a condom!

       Once again he seems to read her mind and says, "No condoms, not today and not ever."

       

       Then he allows her to leave with a final instruction, "I know more about you than you think, so in order to humiliate you, do this. I want a complete sexual history from you. I want names, times, settings, cock sizes and I want it in the words of a slut. I will file each encounter and at a later date will interrogate you about them. Now what did I tell you about liars?"

       Numbly the response comes, "You hate them and I will have to service everyone in an adult theater."

       The response is to have a nipple twisted painfully for two minutes as he says, "slut speech, there will be no exceptions on that fuck meat."

       Then he turns and leaves the cabin. Grateful that it is over she dresses and wonders how to stop her vagina........no, her pussy from aching. Then Cheryl blushes a brilliant red when she realizes that changing that word was a sign and a horrible sign at that!

       And that realization causes the thoughts to flow, "I am already turning into his sex toy..........I will be begging him for sex before long! That's right because you loved that big dick of his. Now admit it and get on with learning to be his personal slut!"

            The ride home is a mixture of being glad to be out the scenario and dreading what comes next. Her imagination is rife with horrible scenes of what will be done and what she will do. However, deep inside her mind, a place where decency is just another word there is that nagging little realization. A realization that even though it hurt she liked the feeling of that giant cock inside stretching her pussy and wanted more!

       Then the bad side torments, "Whom do you hate more, him or yourself?"

Chapter Nine

       Resolutely closing her mind to those thoughts she arrives at her home and soaks in a hot tub for an hour. While it helps relieve the ache in her vagina it does nothing for the ache in her head. Then to make things worse Ron calls and talks for an hour. Her end of the conversation is stilted as she is terrified that the terrible secret will be inadvertently revealed.

       The next day is spent mostly in bed but the following day the letter comes reading, "Meet me at our cabin 8:00AM tomorrow, you can think of it as our day! Dress appropriately. Prepare and bring breakfast. Best Regards."

       When she arrives at the small structure her emotions are on a rollercoaster. Eagerly wanting to feel that big dick and hating herself for it.

       She opens the door and enters only to hear his harsh command, "Get your stupid ass back outside, close the door and then knock. You fucking moron!"

       Mumbling an apology she retreats and steels herself then knocks. She has to wait fifteen minutes before he allows her to reenter. Once inside and without being told the tease starts this time with dance movements and the desire to excite. Once the garments are shed she stands waiting for the next command.

       The command comes quickly, "Stand in front of me then kneel."

       The apprehension intensifies as cuffs are fastened around her wrists. Then a chain connects them together. He leads to an opened closet door and tosses the chain over it. Now her arms are above her head and on either side of the door. A pull tells that her wrists are being held securely in place. Then she feels her legs being spread and another command, "do not move your feet or else!"

       There is a pause then a gag is forced into her mouth.

       After another pause the first blow falls and her panicked mind thinks, "What is he using this time, a club?"

       The next blow causes her body to jerk forward and the pain is incredible! Then measured blows falls for what seems like hours.

       Once it stops fingers explore her vagina which results in a wicked snicker and the taunt, "Your cunt is soaked! What a compliment to my mastery of you!

You are a genuine pain slut, I love that!"

       Closing her eyes she thanks him and gets another hard blow with the stern directive, "put Master after each sentence, bitch!"

       Once released she drops to her pretty knees and waits. He moves to the bed then tells her to crawl to him. Once at his feet she removes his cock and asks "May I suck you Master?"

Chapter Ten

His response is demeaning but she knows now that it is what she deserves, "Lick my asshole first." Then turns his ass to her face.

       She aggressively probes the hole with her tongue. Gyrating and twisting it trying to please him. After about thirty minutes he turns to face his new whore and slams his cock into her hot mouth. Fighting the urge to gag she desperately tries to relax her throat muscles. Suddenly he grabs her hair and jerks her head back. Then using the hair guides her onto the bed. He arranges her so that her head is off the bed. which straightens her throat. Then he face fucks the eager mouth and slowly she becomes aware of something. Her power lies in pleasing this man, this wonderful, powerful man with the huge cock!

       Then her mind adds, "It is flattering that he chose you over all the other bitches that are available to him. With that beautiful cock he can pick and choose!"

       After that thought she begins to suck like never before and even manages to get a few inches into her throat tunnel! Her tongue becomes as energetic as a dervish, her head moving from side to side and then bobbing up and down. Careful not to let her teeth touch the fantastic dick in her hot, wet fuck hole.

       Her thoughts justifies the act, "Pleasing Master is an honor and it has to be the best blow job that he has ever received! That is your duty as a cum slut!"

       It is rewarding and flattering when he stiffens his back and groans loudly! Then he cums filling her mouth, more so than any other man that she has fucked or sucked! Her throat works quickly to swallow his load and after accomplishing that she smiles enticingly at the most important man in her life.

       He carefully studies her and then returns the smile with a sneer, "Yep, a real cock whore! From now on you will dream about me and my cock. You will wake up lying in a pool of pussy juice! Hubby can't hold a candle to me, can he cunt?"

       The laughter is mocking and raucous but it doesn't faze Cheryl instead she laughs with him and answers, "No Master he cannot, not even on his best day! And Master may I say that when I dream about you, I will love every second of it!"

       Then suddenly without being told Cheryl asks, "Master I have three of my fuck scenes with me may I read them to you. And fondle your magnificent cock while I do so?"

       His eyes widen in surprise and he exclaims, "My what a brazen slut you are turning out to be!"

       Her response is a wicked smile and to proudly say, "Yes Master I am, but isn't it exhilarating!"

       With a chuckle he gives permission and she grasps his flaccid dick then lifts the paper to begin, "I was fifteen and very curious about fucking. Pussy fucking that is, as I hadn't heard about blow jobs or ass fucking back then. And my sexual desires were growing by leaps and bounds! I couldn't keep my mind of it, reading dirty magazines, afraid that my parents would catch me! When reading my fingers would slide down to my pussy and it felt so intoxicating. I would talk about it with my girl friends. Then I met Franklin he was drop dead gorgeous to me. I wanted to examine his dick and balls. I wanted to feel his dick inside my cunt. I think at the point, at least I loved him!"

       

       After pausing to kiss and lick his cock she continues, "Finally after weeks of flirting with him he got the nerve to ask me out! Of course I agreed and he picked me up on Saturday night. At the drive in he begin to touch me gently and I encouraged him. Then we began to make out but when I accidentally brushed his rock hard cock he came in his pants! What a disappointing night that was! Well he didn't ask again and I was glad that he didn't."

Chapter Eleven

       She stops and listens to her Master mocking laughter. Admiring the way his muscles flexed while he did so. Then a sudden thought and she offers the food that was carefully prepared .

       The rejection cuts deeply, "I don't want to eat that shit, throw it away!"

       However she smiles and obeys then returns to her Master's side. Then he orders another scenario to be read.

       After that task is completed he gives an order, "Stand in front of me with your back straight............do not move."

       Then he pulls a bag from the under the bed and pulls four large paper clamps out. He examines them and then dons a pair of surgical gloves while giving a nasty explanation, "I don't want to touch your nasty fuck hole."

       He orders her legs to spread wider and places two clamps on one side of her cunt. Then two on the other side and she grimaces as each clamp closes painfully on the tender flesh. When that is done he attaches a light chain to each clamp. Then attaches them to a single chain that hangs just above the floor. After that is done he places a weight on the end of the single chain. Another involuntarily grimace and gasp as he drops the weight callously. He then orders to put on her heels. After that is done he cuffs her wrists up between her shoulder blades.

       Then another explanation as he holds a block of wood for her to see, "This is the object and that on the end the chain is the weight, now remember that stupid. I am going to drop the object onto the floor and by swinging your hips you will cause the weight to strike the object. Got that? Now that will cause you pain and make my dick hard! If you miss the object I will strike you with this riding crop. Now get with it fuck meat!"

       The heels made it difficult but she concentrated and swayed her hips. Unfortunately, she misses the object and as promised there is a sharp crack and stunning pain! Tears roll down her cheeks as she strains to increase her focus to the maximum. Then success as the weight thumps against the object causing a jolt of intense pain. The tears cause her vision to blur. However, orders must be obeyed and her hips recoil for another strike. The continues with either a strike on the object or her ass. Until the object is in the bathroom.

       Suddenly, he grabs an arm and spins her around. One look at raging lust on his face and she knows that this task is done, at least for now. She is thrown onto the bed and the handcuffs are quickly removed as she smiles up at her Master. Then spread her legs and holds her arms upright to receive him. She eagerly swallows his tongue and wraps her legs around his waist as his large balls slap against her thrusting ass.

Chapter Twelve

       Then the words come unbidden but sincere, "Yes Master, slam me. Fuck me hard, you fuck like no other man ever has. You fuck like no other can! You are a whore's dream and husbands nightmare! Fuck me my wonderful, beautiful Master, FUCK ME!"

       Within a few moments his cock swells even larger and pumps cum into her avid dripping fuck hole. After he has finished her words gush out, "I love you, Master."

       

       The reply is a scornful reply, "Of course you do. Now lick my asshole you stupid skank."

       Bitter tears sting her eyes but she moves quickly to obey him. After he tires of her tongue he reaches back and roughly pushes her head away.

       Then his voice is hard as steel, "This session is over, tomorrow you will get a package read the instructions carefully. Then I want them obeyed with painstaking precision. If you don't then you will not believe what is going to happen to your stupid ass! Now bitch get out on my sight!"

       Tears again flow as she hurries to obey the man that she loves. Once in the car she sits until the sobs subside then begins her journey. However, Ron calls her cell before she gets home. Recognizing the ring tone Cheryl pulls over and answers it. During her talk with him the lies come out easily but not without a penalty.  After the call ends her throat tightens until it feels as if she will choke. And the nausea is overwhelming causing her to stop and vomit.

       The next the package is delivered and opened. She sees a cell phone and a typed page. After reading the page her mouth drops open and her head swims in disbelief!

       Moments pass before she can reread the heart rending words, "Hi bitch, I have a situation that you will resolve for me. I mean after all you love me, don't you fuck meat? There is this guy that some property that I want but he is reluctant to sell. So you will dress appropriately and visit his office at 11:00 AM tomorrow. You have an appointment. Once there you will introduce yourself as my representative and you are going convince him to sell. And bitch you will convince him!  He will want your cell number (he is a suspicious old bastard) so give him the number of the phone I have enclosed. Oh and buy a condom for him. Once you are finished and have his agreement persuade him to call me. Then clean you nasty ass and report to the cabin. Best Regards"

       At the bottom of the page is an address of an office complex in the city. The next morning comes much to quickly but Cheryl resolutely sets out the stops and makes a purchase. Her makeup and dress draw lascivious stares that are both flattering and shaming. Back in the car she hurries and arrives at address at 10:47 AM then thinks "to hell with it" and exits the automobile. Remembering to walk toes in so that her ass sways provocatively she approaches the office. Once inside a disapproving secretary tells her to sit then calls someone. After a few minutes she is given an office number and directions.

Chapter Thirteen

       There are men in the hallway so she decides to see how many looks that she can get before reaching her destination. Her steps become slow and measured. Her ass seems to increase its "fuck me" invitation by dramatically increasing its swaying. The number of looks that she gets is both amusing and heady.

       Thinking, "Hell yes, I still have it!" Which is followed by, "Have what? You are liar, a cheater and you are risking the love of best man that you have known! So keep strutting whore!"

       Once at the office she knocks quickly and is invited inside. The man is about sixty and has scary eyes.

       His voice is raspy and irritation, "So you are the what?"

       With an inviting Cheryl speaks huskily, "I represent Mr. Evans and it is my job to convince you to sell him that property! Now what do I have to do to get that done?"

       She makes certain her expression leaves my doubt as to her intentions. She senses when a triumphant smile spreads across his face.

       Then the voice rasps out, "You can start by stripping."

       As she disrobes he informs someone that he is not to be bothered.

       Once nude she arches her back and approaches him then sinks to her knees and asks, "What may I do now, Sir?"

       The answer is a fingering pointing to his crotch. Carefully unzipping his she maintains a wicked smile for his benefit.

       Reaching in his trousers she extracts his semi hard cock and remarks huskily, "Oh my, it's so large! I don't think that my throat could ever handle such a monster!"

       She is rewarded by a look that exudes superiority and chuckle. Taking his eight inch cock into her mouth she performs brilliantly. After all , Master has ordered this to be done. It only takes about four minutes and he erupts violently into her mouth and she swallows it all.

       After a moment she remarks, "I can here because it is my job. But I really would like to see you again. At your convenience and if it wouldn't be too much trouble, of course."

       After studying Cheryl for a moment he asks, "You really want me to sign off on this deal don't you?"

       Her response has been carefully thought out, "Yes, of course, that is what I am being paid to do. And yes I did perform oral on you to get that done but your cock is just so...........formidable, that I want it in one are all of my holes every day!"

Chapter Fourteen

       His face reveals the ego rush that he is experiencing and it also tells her that she has won. He asks for her phone and she hands him her Master's cell.

        After getting the number he hands it back and she teases, "My stud will have his pussy on call.............anytime, anywhere! Just ring and have your pussy delivered!"

       After a hearty and self satisfied laugh he says, "Make me cum two more times and I will call your boss. And I mean cum twice today!"

       Walking over to the plush couch she on her lies back spreads and then invites, "Come get it, big man. All of it, like no man has ever done before today!"

       His grin is annoying but she doesn't let him know that as his retribution is coming. Because a gullible fool deserves everything that he is going to get! However, the fool recovers quite quickly and has her suck him hard then tells her to "expose your snatch."

       After she obliges her gets between her legs but she pushes against his stomach and whines, "Nooooo baby, that load you pumped down my gullet would have produced triplets! I couldn't handle that, my pussy would be as big as the Holland tunnel!"

       Then with a pout she adds, "Now you wouldn't want that, would you? Please hand me my purse."

       Once again laughter as he hands her the item. She extracts the condom and hr reaches for it but she pushes his hand and coyly remarks, "No darling, that is my job. You know your job very well, I have already experienced that!"

       After stretching the rubber over him it takes a bit longer to draw his load. But between the intense mouth, hands and an energetic pussy it doesn't take that long. An hour later after so very obvious flattery an ass fucking he makes the call. Cheryl feigns an appointment and hurries away stopping only at a service station to wash the filth from her cunt and ass then hurries to Master.

       Once there she pleads for him to "fuck me and get that pathetic old bastard out of my head."

       He obliges and twists her nipples as she rides his cock. Sweat is dripping off her body before he allows himself to cum. When he does her admiration transforms into thought, "What a man, I am owned by a magnificent stud! I love him so very much!"

       But surprisingly she can't say that to him as the words stick on her tongue. The rest of the visit is unsettling but she obeys and performs to his satisfaction. During the ride home she has trouble forcing her thoughts to the task at hand. Which results in two near crashes accompanied by blaring horns and hands signals angrily being displayed. She arrives at her house and sits in the car for a time then rushes inside to soak in water that is so hot it is painful.

Chapter Fifteen

       The next day she eagerly awaits the mail and when it arrives immediately rips the desired envelop open. This one is puzzling, "Tomorrow meet me at the address listed below at 4:00 PM. Best Regards."

       That was disappointing as she wouldn't have very much time with Master. But she got dressed and left home in plenty of time. She arrived early and waited for him in the car. Although it was uncomfortable as men walked by staring and two actually leaned against the car then leered! And the sign on the building made her very uncomfortable as he couldn't possibly expect her to go inside!

       After thirty minutes his truck entered the lot and he motioned for her to follow then set a brisk pace. Her face is a flaming red when she walked inside and she keeps her head lowered. Until he snaps "Look them in the eyes, bitch!"

       Then with a flushed face and pain in her eyes they enter the darkened area. He pulls her to where a circle of light illuminates a sizeable spot on the carpet.

       Immediately a harsh command comes out, "Do not leave this spot, understand that stupid?"

       Then the accusation comes, "When you fucked that old bastard you enjoyed it didn't you!"

       The protest rushes out, "No Master, I hated everything that he did. I hate him, please Master don't wound me like that, please!"

       However after a sneer another order comes, "Suck or fuck whatever comes, be it male, female or beast. Do not refuse me, do not disappoint me, this is for your own good. At a later time you will thank me. Now strip and get on your knees. Now remember do not move from this small area."

       He watches until she complies then stalks away. Soon enough a male appears and puts his crotch against her face then growls, "Your master said to be brutal get my dick out, fuck face!"

       With trembling fingers she performs the required task and has her mouth forced open and his cock rammed inside. He is so violent that her head bangs against the wall occasionally. She is relieved when he spews and removes the offending member from her mouth. But he is not done as he yanks her head back and spits into her face. 

       The next two want a barbeque and one takes her ass while the other satisfies his lust in her mouth. Suddenly Cheryl realizes that even though she hates herself for doing it. She wants to please these strangers that obviously despise her so very much!  Then she is masturbating two while sucking a third. She has to time things so that each one can spew down her throat.

       After they wipe their cocks in her hair another one come and grabs her chin. But she pulls back and pleads, "Please let have a short break my jaws are aching!"

       Her head rocks back from the powerful slap and with ears ringing she hears, "I paid him ten dollars for you now open that fuck hole or I will beat the shit out of you!"

       After he cums and shoves her back she collapses to the floor. Then she is dragged and draped across a seat and told "Watch the screen fuck meat." Then a cock enters her pussy. Hoping that he is using a condom she begins to push back against him. When his dick begins to jerk he tells her "say yes daddy until my balls are empty."

Chapter Sixteen

       Then she hears herself moaning, "Yes daddy, oh yes daddy, please daddy."

       Fortunately she learns that he is wearing a condom because he makes her clean it thoroughly. Then she hears "look at my beautiful vagina you nasty man fucking slut."

       Lifting her eyes she sees a smoothly shaven pussy inches from her nose. Then she shrieks as the lash lands brutally between her ass checks. Striking her asshole squarely causing pain like she has never felt before.

       Another strike and tears are pouring from her eyes as she hears, "service my vagina, now or else!"

       Once the woman has settled and placed her heels on either side of Cheryl's face she point at her slit and waves the lash. Never having been with a woman Cheryl fights the urge to gag. But her tongue emerges and makes a tentative swipe along the gash. Cheryl is rewarded by another hard slash and the pain reverberates up her spine. However, that convinces the tormented female and she begins to diligently service the cunt. After all, Master has ordered this to be done.

       Her mind wanders but her tongue doesn't stop even though it feels as if it is being ripped out of her mouth. The licking continues for what seems like hours but thankfully the woman finally explodes into a frantic orgasm.

       Then Cheryl hears, "She desperately needs training but if your ever want to sell her I am interested. And don't worry because as far the world is concerned she will disappear forever."

        Cheryl realizes that she should be horrified but is too tired. and drops her head onto the back of the seat then closes her eyes. The next one ass fucks the exhausted woman but she barely feels it. Then she gets a severe whipping because she falls asleep while being fucked. The affronted man thinks his manhood has been ridiculed and pays Master another hundred dollars then whips her mercilessly.

       After that the night becomes a blur with her head being jerked and things stuck into her mouth, cunt and asshole. She responds mechanically until she finally gets relief some when a her mind deploys a defense mechanism. Although she doesn't know what has happened some people refer to it as when you "zombie out." Then nothing bothers the woman, not the pain, not the humiliation, not the aches nor the whippings. She realizes that she is now a cum dump but it doesn't matter, in fact nothing matters any longer.

       Then she is helped to her to car and told, "Get your skank ass away from here! But come back tomorrow night." Then she hears the laughter and voices as they talk about her while walking away.

       She reaches for the ignition key but her hand drops lifelessly as she passes out. A pounding on the window awakens her and the bright sunlight hurts her eyes. Then she is horrified to see a blue uniform with its silver badge glinting.

       Then she hears, "Step out of the vehicle, please."

       Horribly embarrassed she complies then produces her ID. As one officer checks the ID the other asks, "What are you doing here?"

       Quickly manufacturing a lie she replies, "I drove all night long and just got so tired. I was afraid that I might crash into a car or something. I had to stop."

Chapter Seventeen

       That returns a look of disbelief but he moves on, "This is an area where drug dealers, prostitutes, all kinds of perverts hang out. They wait on the corners and in the alleys for their next customer or victim. And quite frankly lady you look like hell! Now once again what did you do last night! Because you were not driving, we saw this car parked here before midnight."

       Thinking furiously Cheryl sees a possibility and begins to present a modified version of the truth, "My husband cheated on me with my best friend! And it made me furious so that I came this place............."

       He nods then prods, "And?"

       Her face flames as she lowers her head and encourages tears then in a strained childish voice she continues, "I.....I........I........had sex with those men in that place!"

       The officer nods wisely, then he gives a lecture on personal safety and STD's. After which he follows up with a stern warning , "Since you do not have a criminal record I will not pursue this matter. But make no mistake about this, if I find you here again. I guarantee you at least one night in a cell along with a criminal record. Is that understood?"

       Realizing that she has won the words tumble out, "Oh yes Sir, I will not come here again. Not for any reason and thank you so much. And I want you thank you for the wonderful jobs that you people do every day. What with the chance of being shot......"

       Obvious exasperation along with a wave of his stops the tirade and she can hear the irritation, "Lady please! Just remember what I said. Please drive safely, good bye."

        The drive home is done carefully and once is the hot water exhausted sleep blanks her tortured mind.

       She is awakened by the jangling phone and answers to hear Ron's voice, "Hiya sweetie!"

       She tries to modulate her voice but he hears something and inquires, "Did I awaken you? I am sorry I must have got the time wrong. Go back to sleep and I will call at a reasonable hour."

       Panic grips and she exclaims, "No don't hang up, don't hang up, please don't!"

Chapter Eighteen

       Now his voice is fraught with worry as he quickly interjects a question, "What is the matter Cheryl are you alright?"

       Thinking quickly she responds, "Yes, I mean no. Well I have virus or something it's got me feeling lousy. But don't hang up, I want to hear your voice."

       There is a pause then he says, "You may not want to hear another word after I give you the news."

       Alarmed now the query erupts, "What is wrong, Ron. You haven't been hurt, you're not sick are you?"

       The reassurance comes quickly, "No, no, not at all. Well it's just the contract has been extended. But now, Cheryl they bumped me up two pay grades!"

       The disappointment is plain to hear as she asks, "How long?"

       After a brief pause, "Eight weeks, I'm sorry but this is just too much money to refuse. I am sorry, Cheryl."

       She doesn't respond then hears the firmness as he adds, "Cheryl, I am going stay."

       Now bitterness rises and she lashes out, "I really don't care! Stay just as damn long as you want. Get one of those girls and live in a stinking tent. Watch her belly dance day and night. I am sorry too but I must hang up, goodbye."

       The phone rings until she unplugs the irritating thing and throws it against the wall then tries to sleep. She does manage to sleep finally and wakens well after sunset.

       She makes a meal and eats it listlessly as the battle rages inside, "Right on, he is thousands miles away trying to earn a living. While you are going to adult theaters and performing every imaginable act. Oh by the way, you know that he was selling you. Hey guys come fuck Cheryl she is cheaper than a fast food restaurant! And you get to have it your way!"

       Unfortunately there wasn't a plausible counter to that accusation. So the food continued to enter a mouth that can now only taste cock. She also resented the way that she treated Ron. It wasn't fault his fault as she was the betrayer, liar and total dumbass. Suddenly a resolution formed and she hurried to the phone. She called Ron and spoke with her husband for an hour. After the call ended she discovered that the turmoil in her mind had calmed slightly.

Chapter Nineteen

       She got a break when a letter didn't show up for three days. Now she fervently hopes that her blackmailer gone away. However, her mind warns her that he wasn't anywhere near being done. And on the fourth day her fears are realized when the hated letter arrives.

       Her fingers tremble as she opens the hated thing and it reads, "Hi slut! You really made an impression at the theater. They want you back for a return performance! So let that be a warning to you, whore. I heard about the cops, I laughed my ass off thinking about you standing there red faced and bowels quaking. I pictured you with shit running down both legs! Well to business, tomorrow 9:00AM usual place. And bring lube because you will need it! You see tomorrow you will make history!"

       That night sleep would not come as the emotional roller coaster forced her mind to stay active. She vacillated between not going and accepting the consequences. Going and hoping that he wanted some pussy, maybe a blow job. He hadn't been to cum more than twice. So she resolved to entice to do what she wanted. Because not going was not an option as that would mean that she would have to let Ron know. And Cheryl knew that wasn't going to happen.

       The next morning she had to use drops to get the red out of her eyes. While very carefully applying her cosmetics anger began to build. After a few minutes she suddenly slammed the brush down and stared at her reflection then yelled, "FUCK YOU!"

       Then she fought back the tears and picked the brush up then continued the task. Once ready the time dragged along until finally she had to leave or risk being late. Suddenly her Masters cell phone rang and she cautiously answered.

       Immediately recognizing the raspy voice she listened, "Hello, I just wanted to call and tell you where to meet me. I know how that you adore my big cock and want to treat you to it, again."

       For some irrational reason her perverse side formulated the answer. Using a hurt and disappointed tone she replies, "Oh damn! I have meetings all day and cannot get away! You know how much I love that monster swinging between your legs. But dammit I just can't today. Can you call tomorrow? I will keep my schedule clear, just for you."

       His tone is bitter as he snaps, "Ok, but there are others that will come when I call! Just don't forget that!"

       Now she uses a contrite voice, "I am so sorry. And darling I will remember. I will be sleepless tonight because I will be thinking about you, mister stud1"

Chapter Twenty

       That brings a smug voice as he says goodbye. After looking at the phone for a few her mind thinks, "enough already."

       Then she snaps the phone in half and tosses it into the waste container. The drive is uneventful, boring and filled with apprehension. Upon her arrival she does not hurry but gets to the cabin quickly enough. After a knock she has to wait for twenty minutes before he door opens. She sees him standing there nude bile rises up into her throat.

       Cheryl enters and notices his gloating face then hears, "We should call the people that keep those weird world records. Because you are going to set one, in fact you are going to do it twice! No other slut has ever agreed to take my cock in the ass but you.......well you don't have a choice, now do you?"

        He stares at her fear on her face with a nasty smile on his then orders, "Get them off!"

       

       She begins to strip slowly but a hard slap speeds up the process. He reclines on the bed face upwards and sneers, "I really hope that your stupid ass forgot the lube, that would be priceless."

       She quickly shows the tube and he sighs disappointedly and says, "Shit, ok grease my cock. When you are done climb on, insert it, then I want your ass cheeks to touch my thighs."

       As she applies the lubricant he continues to reflect out loud, "I am so kind. I should be behind you ramming every inch into your bowels right now. Well next time I will."

       She uses three fingers and lubes her crack then anus. Then slowly places a leg over his stomach. Reaching back she grabs the thick shaft and guides it. Once the damn thing touches her tender flesh she grits her teeth. Then carefully starts to lower herself onto it. A sharp cry escapes from her parted lips as the excruciating pain courses through the rectum. She continues to lower herself thinking that she is probably hemorrhaging by now.

       Then the bitter thought slams her mind, "Maybe you will bleed to death! That would all of your problems and Ron could find someone decent!"

        It seems like hours but at long last she feels her buttocks touch his warm flesh. She sits still trying to let her body stretch but his voice demands, "ride cunt!"

Slowly she begins to rise up and lower herself onto him. But that changes when he grabs her waist a slams his dick into asshole. She screams in unbelievable agony but he ignores that and slams again. The rest of the fuck Cheryl's body is racked with heaving sobs. After an eternity and ten thousand years pass he blows his load. He alternately curses her for a filthy slut then praises her as the best whore ever.

After collapsing onto him and he roughly pushes her off she lies very still. Being afraid to move because the agony might get worse.

Chapter Twenty-One

       He allows her to lie that way for half an hour before slapping her ass and commanding, "On all fours, cock whore."

       Unable to stop the babbling pleas gush out promising everything that she can think to promise. Then Cheryl begins to cry when he grabs her waist in a powerful grip and yanks.

       Once she is properly positioned his voice maliciously directs, "Spread those rosy cheeks for me sweetheart."

       As if of their own volition her hands move to obey the psychotic sadist. This time as impossible as it seems the agony is greater! And Cheryl can feel that the bastard is reveling in the unbelievable pain that he is causing! Then thankfully she passes out and when she awakens he is gone.

       Her mind provides a possibility, "The coward probably thought that you were dying and ran away!"

       When she tries to move hard pain jolts and it is after sundown before she is able to leave. Driving is nearly impossible as she tries to keep her buttocks off the seat and not press the accelerator to the floor. When the pain gets too great she stops and gets out of the vehicle.

       Suddenly a frightening thought occurs, "How will you explain this to Ron or a doctor or anybody else?"

       Arriving at home after midnight she hobbles inside and very slowly climbs the stairs. After drawing a lukewarm bath she slowly lowers her ravaged body into the tub. Gratefully she finds that the warm water soothes a bit. So the night is spent thinking furiously and draining then filling the tub without getting out of it.

       However, when the sun rises while the pain has subsided no viable decisions have been made. While dreading the coming days and weeks ahead there doesn't seem to be any resolution to this problem other than self destruction. It takes three days before she can walk somewhat normally and thankfully the sadist doesn't write.

       Then the phone rings and she answers to hear Ron's excited voice, "Hey baby, guess what? Well we worked twelve hour shifts around the clock and satisfied the contract! And the government is giving us a huge bonus so I will be able to pay cash for that car! I will eat dinner with you in three days Cheryl, isn't that great!"

       Tears are in her eyes but her voice is calm and steady, "I love you very much, Ron. No matter what happens I will always love you."

       After a hesitation his concerned voice inquires, "Is something wrong? You're not mad about anything are you?"

       It takes effort to force a bright and cheerful response, "No, I am not mad. Just overjoyed and grateful that you worked so hard to come home two weeks early!"

       After ending the call she goes downstairs and retrieves the mail. And there is a letter with a link to a website and the usual "Best Regards."

       Expecting and fearing the worst she hurries to the laptop types the link into the browser. After a few seconds the page appears and only the left a menu with a list of pages. Scanning quickly she finds the dreaded words, "CherylSLUT."

       Quickly clicking on it causes the screen to change to reveal her nude body sitting on the carpet at that theater. With a cock in her mouth and her head bumping against the wall. Bile rises and bitter tears burn her eyes but after a few moments anger stirs. The tears stop but the anger grows and grows. And deep inside the recesses of her mind a tiny resolution slowly forms then becomes as hard as armor plate. Suddenly, she realizes that the fear of Evans has been vanquished and will not return. And surprisingly she looks to what must be done. But deeply what the end result is going to be.

       On the day that Ron is supposed to come home another letter arrives and Cheryl does not open it. That evening she greets Ron in a see through negligee and the passionate love making continues for two hours. When they are satiated she prepares delicacies and Ron enjoys them. But Cheryl does not have much of an appetite. Then unable to delay any longer she produces a manila envelope and opens it.

Chapter Twenty-Two

       Ron curiously studies the photos for a few seconds then veins stand out on his forehead. Cheryl becomes frightened when after reading all of the letters including the unopened one. Ron is on feet swearing vehemently with the anguish being evident is tone. Then with a look of pure hatred he is gone. Three horrible days pass and Cheryl is devastated! She forgets the morning ritual and with the house not being cleaned it is very dirty and getting worse.

       Then as quickly as he left Ron returns still angry but wanting explanations. Cheryl fortifies her spirit and tells him the unadulterated truth. When she is done Ron struggles with the revelations and for the first time Cheryl is afraid of her husband. Then Ron goes upstairs and stays there. Cheryl creeps around cleaning being careful not to make a sound.

       However her mind bombards her with scary thoughts, "Get out of this house, you have unmanned him he just might snap and kill you."

       But the counter is instant and adamant, "I will not run............if he kills me so be it. I deserve anything that he does to me."

       Her heart jumps into her heart throat when he comes down the stairs. Despite her resolve she retreats from him. He sits heavily on the couch while she stays on her feet.

       Then he speaks heavily, "I wanted to kill you as badly as I have ever wanted anything in my life!"

       After a lengthy pause he continues with weary resignation in his voice, "But I can't! I love you. Is that insanity taken to the highest level or what? Ok, here is what we are going to do. I called our attorney and he contacted the PD. He gave them the address of that stinking cabin. He also passed the date and time of your next meeting. You are going to that meeting. There will be officers outside and the structure will have cctv and audio pickups installed in it."

       Then Ron stands and softy adds, "Now get dressed we have a meeting with a detective."

       But Cheryl has to protest, "No Ron, what about your job? What about the disgrace? You don't deserve that. I will accept what comes but you haven't done anything wrong!"

       With a shake of his head he replies, "I no longer work for them and we will move from this state. I met a guy over there and he is a good friend. He is a cajun and mean as a rattlesnake if you make him mad but loyal as they come. He has already found me a job in Louisiana. Now it doesn't pay as much but I will work offshore for two weeks then be home for one week. And he is looking for a home for us to purchase. So there will not be a new automobile, sorry."

Chapter Twenty-Three

       Tears flood Cheryl's eyes and she can't speak. Instead she runs up the stairs and quickly gets dressed. A quick glance at the full length mirror reveals that she is not wearing makeup but her minds quickly fixes that with "to hell with makeup!"

       Rushing back downstairs they get in the car and drive to the police station. The meeting with the detectives takes a four hours while Cheryl gets briefed in what to do and what to say. The officer also gives her instructions as what to do if the situation "goes critical!" Finally she is instructed to stop at a convenience store about two miles from the cabin. Where the "wire" will be attached and she will get a final briefing. That night Ron's closeness is reassuring and she is able to get some sleep. The next morning however the butterflies are in a state of panic.

       So much so that Ron senses it and makes an offer, "You know we don't have to do this. We could just pack the car and leave. Louisiana is only thirty hours away."

       But Cheryl while frightened is also resolute and her voice is firm when she replies, "No, I will do this. What I did back then was wrong. I didn't violate any laws but it was still wrong and so stupid. But not telling you before we were married is worse! That is probably the worst thing that I ever did. But what he has done is a criminal offense and I want him imprisoned!"

       Ron scrutinizes her countenance then nods and says, "Ok, let's get this done, wife."

       Once at the store she is directed to a nondescript  grey van. She enters and sees an array of electronic equipment. A female tech hustles all of the males out and places the listening device on her torso. Then tests the thing and pronounces it "fully functional" and calls the detective.

       Without preamble he begins the brief, "Listen carefully Cheryl, the perpetrator arrived at the cabin forty seven minutes ago. All the monitoring equipment is inside and functioning normally. Once you are inside we need to hear a demand for any act of fornication. And it will strengthen your case if we record a flat adamant refusal from you. Now when you do that he try may to strike you. But we will be listening and watching. The second he moves toward you the door will be breached. Once you hear the crash drop to the floor."

       The detective stops then asks with concern in his voice, "Are you alright? You are white as a sheet!"

       Cheryl mumbles and refuses a cigarette then with a determined stride goes to the car. During the short drive she wishes that Ron could be at her side. But the officer said that might jeopardize the operation. Steeling herself she approaches the cabin then knocks and waits.

       After a bit the door opens and he is standing pointing at his penis with a huge grin crowing, "See what I have for you! That ass felt so good the other day! I have to treat myself to seconds, thirds, fourths and fifths! Now bitch get your damn clothes off!"

       She enters the room and suddenly the fear is gone. Cheryl straightens her back then looks him directly in the eye and declares, "I will not take off my clothes nor will I be your sex toy any longer. You are a despicable animal, go to hell!"

       Anger disfigures his face and with a guttural growl he moves toward her with his hand raised. But he is distracted by a loud crash. Cheryl falls to the floor and watches Evans taken down by three swat officers. He is quickly cuffed, searched and hustled outside.

       

       The trial is as hectic as expected with Ron and Cheryl finally having to go to a motel. Because of the media circus that goes on all hours of the day and night, Cheryl has to take a crash course in disguising herself. But a after four months it ends satisfactorily. Guilty on all counts and a sentence of eighteen years with no chance of parole for the first ten. As soon as the trial ends Ron and Cheryl are on the road hoping to disappear into the bayous of the Atchafalaya swamp basin.

       Tom Johnson State Penal Institution----Inmate Evans, Ronald  B. state ID 562789 looks up fearful that it might that perverted bastard that threatened to kill him if he didn't agree to sex!  However it is only mail being pushed into the tray slot of the door. Surprised to see a letter he immediately retrieves it. It opens to read, "Hi, enjoying your stay at the prison? Made any friends yet? I hope they are raping your ass around the clock! Best Regards."

The End