Chapter 3. Boxing day
"Happy Boxing Day"
Maureen stirred as Eric came back from the loo. Blearily she looked at the
digital clock. 6:02. "Urgh! Do you always get up this early?" she asked.
"Earlier as a rule but I waited on a bit this morning until I couldn't wait any
longer to piss. Now I'm ready to make use of my present again. How is she this
morning?"
"Recovered from the swim, I think but sore you know where from the pounding you
gave it after dinner and again before we went to sleep. It's not used to that
much attention."
"Well it's going to get some more use now, that is unless you want to relieve it
in your mouth or inside your bum hole."
"You wouldn't make me do that would you?"
"I can assure you Maureen, I would take great delight in forcing you to suck me
all the way off and to bugger your arse. Julia tried to refuse me that service
soon after we got together but after I took the belt to her, she took it quickly
enough and eventually seemed to enjoy it. And she was your age too so don't
bring that up as an excuse."
"You took a belt to her?" Maureen sounded incredulous, "You really are a
monster. Do you think I am going to stay with you so you can do it to me? I'm
off home this morning."
"Is that before or after you go to the river?"
"You bugger!"
Get this straight dear, firstly you are staying here and secondly you have to
decide which hole you would like my cock in. Make your mind up. I won't always
give you the choice." Maureen chose a standard vagina fuck but was unprepared
when he turned her over and took her doggy style. She'd had it that way before
but not often. It made a change for her to feel a man's balls thumping the clit
area of her cunt. Eric wasted no time on niceties but plunged in and began his
vigorous in and out motions. Maureen flinched as he scraped the tender flesh but
gradually she too became aroused until she climaxed a little before he did.
After pulling out, Eric transferred to the sixty-nine position and lapped the
juices over flowing her cunt and this time it only took the suggestion of teeth
around her clit before she took his cock and sucked it clean.
Later, after they had eaten breakfast and she had part cleaned the kitchen while
he started a fresh loaf in the bread machine, he took her in the lounge.
"Maureen, we need to discus your future here. I know I have called you my
Christmas present but I also realize you have other commitments. You have to be
back at work on January 2nd. You have family coming back from holiday about then
too. So it seems to me that it is not unreasonable for me to expect to have you
for my sole use until then. Surely saving your life is worth that much?"
"I didn't want my life saved. Or at least I didn't at the time. Now I am not so
sure. You're such a strange man. Demanding. Definitely sexually demanding.
Domineering. Yet somehow strangely compassionate. I just cannot make you out. I
don't know if I want to stay or not even for a week."
"The week stay isn't negotiable. I look at it as payment for your life."
"Will you really expect me to perform for you at will and in those other
places?"
"Certainly and it will be the belt if you don't. I think I am giving away more
than I should by reducing your lifetime payment to one week so you must expect
to give in return. Or did you expect me to open the door this morning and say
good bye?"
"I didn't know what to expect. One thing I do know is that I wouldn't head for
the river. I think it was the particular loneliness of Christmas day that made
me contemplate taking my life. You too were very lonely then too so you can get
some idea of how I felt. Now you want me to be a sexual slave to you for a week
and I don't know if I could take that."
"As I said the week isn't negotiable and no I don't want a sexual slave, but I
do want a woman willing to fulfill my needs and her own and also to be a
companion. We need to help each other over the loneliness crisis. After the week
then we can talk about other terms."
"What if I run away?"
"Well I won't beseech you to come back. I won't come and look for you, but if
you decide to come of your own accord, then you must expect a sore arse and an
extension of the week time scale." That is how it was left. Maureen not really
acknowledging her subservience for the week, Eric believing she accepted it. She
couldn't leave yet, her clothes were not really dry. In any case he liked having
her accessible in his dressing gown and hadn't allowed her to dress.
In the afternoon they sat together on the couch and watched a film on TV. The
dinner was gently stewing on the stove sending aromatic smells into the lounge.
Throughout the film Eric had fondled her breasts and when it ended and Eric put
her hand on his cock, she knew she was in for yet another fuck. "No Eric, no.
Not again. I'm too sore. I'm not used to it."
"Then we'll try your arse then."
"No! I will not let you. It's perverted."
Eric left the room. Nothing appeared different to Maureen when he returned but
she had her suspicions something was up. They were confirmed when Eric suddenly
grabbed her wrists and slipped a prepared noose that he'd concealed in his
pocket over them. Securing the noose, he bent Maureen over the back of the couch
and tied the free end to one of the front legs. Two more lengths of the cord
fastened her ankles to the rear legs. Maureen started to scream but a length of
packaging tape over her mouth stopped that.
"Sorry Maureen, you forgot your place. For this week you do not refuse me.
However, I thought this nice 600 mm plastic rule would work better than a belt.
They are advertised as being shatterproof so we can test out the claim. To
Maureen it looked very vicious. Not a standard school rule but a craftsman's
rule and straight-edge 50 mm wide and 4 mm thick.
Maureen visibly flinched as he whipped through the air. She could tell it would
pack a punch much more severe that his hand. "He's only trying to frighten me,"
she thought but that impression was soon dispelled as the rule struck across
both cheeks of her bottom. Her back arched up in a violent motion. Never in her
fifty years had she ever had more than a few smacks until this sadist came into
her life. A life she had tried to get rid of.
"Whaaack!" Another violent reaction. Another bright red stripe. Another line of
fire. "Whaaack!" "Whaaack!" "Whaaack!" "Whaaack!" The stripes came in quick
succession. Maureen writhed and twisted but was not able to avoid them. Tears
now rolled down her face and sobs could be heard from behind the tape.
"Well it seems the claims are true enough," Eric remarked casually, "It didn't
shatter or even crack. Now let's look at that nice little brown hole of yours."
Wincing and still struggling, Maureen tried to avoid his fingers as they pushed
the painful cheeks apart and probed her opening. "It will need lubrication,"
Eric stated as though it was an everyday occurrence. He applied a little
Vaseline to the hole and the tip of his prick, already rock hard in
anticipation.
Wet from her tears, the tape covering Maureen's mouth had loosened a little and
a few mumbled words came out. Eric could tell she was pleading with him but
ignored them. "Relax and it will be easier for you," he said but it was a while
before Maureen could even think of relaxing her sore muscles. Pushing his prick
now at her entrance he slowly forced a passage until once passed the sphincter
ring, he was able to get in all the way and start to fuck. He did it slowly at
first, but as lubrication from his pre-cum increased so did his speed. Reaching
around, he played with her clit and was surprised to find it erect. Continuing
he massaged the nub and strived to give her pleasure too.
Maureen found it less painful now he was fully in and his clit manipulation was
bringing her to a climax. A climax she tried unsuccessfully to resist. Eric
pumped his load into her, waited a few minutes for his cock to soften and then
withdrew.
"No screaming when I remove the tape," ordered Eric, "I can easily replace it
and add a few more stripes for the inconvenience." More sobs came from Maureen
but no screams. "Don't tell me the actual arse fuck caused you a great deal of
pain, Maureen, because I won't believe it. It was your refusal that caused the
pain so next time I want your bottom hole, be a little more willing." Maureen
started to disagree but thought better of it when his hand lightly smacked her
stripy flesh. "I guess you know what comes next." She guessed all right but
prayed it wouldn't happen.
"For the moment I am only going to release your ankles, then I will lay on the
floor and you will sixty-nine on top. That way you won't have my weight on your
arse. I am being considerate to you now so I hope you appreciate it." Maureen
didn't but held her tongue. Soon her face was close to his soft cock. It didn't
smell much different to when he'd had vaginal sex but just the knowledge of
where it had been put her off. Eric's tongue probed her hole and she still
hadn't sucked him.
"Do it unless you want more of the rule." The threat was enough this time.
Gingerly she took it between her lips. There was a slight taste but not bad but
she didn't suck with enthusiasm.
When it was all over, Eric cuddled and kissed her for a long while. At length be
said, "Maureen I know this must all seem very strange to you especially if you
only had very conservative sex with your husband, but at least now your life is
not empty and unfulfilled."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because I enjoy having a woman to fuck. One who cannot resist. And in a way I
think you enjoy it too. Even when I arse fucked you, you were well and truly
horny."
"No." She knew though the denial was false.
"I will untie your wrists now if you promise not to do anything stupid." Maureen
nodded. "Then we'll see what is in the bathroom to soothe those welts a bit."
Again Maureen could not make head nor tail of this man. He hurt her then
supplied comfort. Did she want either? For the rest of the afternoon and
evening, she spoke only when spoken to directly and at bedtime just opened her
legs and passively lay still while he fucked. Eric fondled her for a longer but
without response. Next morning, as soon as she heard him get up and leave the
bathroom, she got herself up too and went down to breakfast. Then she wouldn't
be lying in bed and vulnerable for more sex.
