The Trophy Wife
Part 11
Stupid ...stupid ...stupid. That was all that was running through my head. How
could I have been so stupid. I had obviously overestimated that amount of
control over her that I had. Or perhaps I had underestimated the effect of
actually seeing her sister had had on her. I had started pacing up and down the
alley. Very unproductive. My mind was filled with images of my own trial. The
crowds, the reporters. What a scandal. I had to avoid it at any cost. Trouble is
I had no idea where she would go. She had several options. She could go to the
police, and expose me that way. But that had the added disadvantage that they
would probably arrest her at least until they could hear her incredible story.
After all she was supposed to be a murderer on the run who had died. That time
delay between the time she went to the Police and the time that they had a
chance to straighten things out would give me plenty of time to go and kill her
sister. Which is what I had been telling her I would do if she were ever stupid
enough to try and escape. She could go to the newspapers, but that too would
give me the time to get to her sister also. She was such a stuck up bitch in her
former life I had no doubt that she had no friends that she could go to. None
that she could count on anyway. The city was soon to come alive for the day
again. Soon the early morning commuters would be on the road competing with the
garbage trucks and other vehicles of the early morning.
I finally decided that no matter where she was going to turn up I had only one
choice. I had to get to her sister, Angela before anyone else. As I drove the
few blocks to Angela's apartment the possibility that we were both going to the
same place electrified me. I flipped open my cell phone and called over to
Angela's place. She picked it up and spoke into the receiver, her voice groggy
having just woken up. "Angela, do you know who this is?" "YYess..I do what's is
it. What's wrong?" "Listen carefully...get up and get some clothes on. And meet
me next door in the parking garage." By now she was fully awake. "What is it
what's wrong." I could hear rustling noises in the background. I figured that
she was dressing even as we were speaking." "NOT NOW!" I screamed into the
receiver. I was trying to impart urgency into my voice, and I did not need to
act that much. "I'll explain everything when I get there. GO!" I hung up on her.
In moments I pulled into the parking garage. I still had my gun in my pocket,
but I pulled another one from the glove compartment. Soon I had the slide of and
removed the bolt from it. Effectively disabling it. Before too long I could both
see and gear her running down the ramp into the underground-parking garage. I
leapt out of the suburban to meet her. "Hand me your keys." She still had them
in her hand, and handed them over with out a word. I removed the clip from the
disabled weapon, as if to check it for ammunition, and replaced it satisfied
that it was full. "Here take this." I shoved the gun into her hand." Her hand
fell slightly, unaccustomed to the weight of a gun. I ran off shouting at her
wait for me in the truck. "Don't come back to your apartment..I'll be back in a
little bit. WAIT IN THE TRUCK!" I was gesturing with my hands for her to get in.
I watched her get in and close the door. I ran off toward her apartment.
Her apartment was a small single. About 550 square feet I estimated. It was
little more than a bedroom and a living room each about the same size, ten by
ten rooms. The kitchen was a small alcove, and the bathroom was slightly larger
than a closet. It was tucked in behind the front doorway. Just room enough for a
tub, toilet and small counter. It was sparsely furnished like that of a student.
Which is what she would have been now had the reckless actions of Cunt not cut
off the money supply. I sat down in the dark and waited. It was hard to sit
there passively waiting while she decided my fate. No matter what, happened, No
matter where she went now at least I had carried through on my threat. I had her
little sister Angela. But still this was a phyrric victory as she was innocent.
I don't think I had it in me to harm her. Thus far I only had abused women who
were murderers, or conspirators. Women somewhat deserving of my tender
treatment. Angela was different in many ways. She was innocent, and far younger
than the others. Barely a woman. She was quite attractive, though. Definitely
Roman Polanski's kind of girl rather than mine. She looked too innocent, I like
them dirtier. I glanced at my watch. I had been waiting nearly a half-hour now.
This is crazy!. This is nuts! Cunt had by this time been to the police, and they
would be here shortly to safeguard her Angela. And I would be waiting for them
hear. The pigs would soon kick in the door and drag me away. CNN would say that
I had been taken into custody without incident. Fuck that! I could always kill
myself. But I soon dismissed that option. Basically I was too chicken for that.
I had to get out of here. Fast too! I rushed to the doorway now eager to leave.
The phone in the apartment rang just as my hand reached the knob. I started at
the phone in disbelief. It rang a second time. It must be the police. They had
found the Suburban, with Angela inside and they must now be calling to ask me to
give up. Better that than to risk an officer in trying to take me. It rang
again, It could not be Cunt. After all Angela had moved since I had imprisoned
her. She didn't even know her sister's new address. Angela's answering machine
clicked on, and she her recorded voice spoke the incredibly banal words that all
answering machine messages play. "Leave a number beep" that sort of thing. And
then I heard a whispered voice. "Angela....please be there...please listen to
me. I know this is hard to believe, but I'm your sister. Please don't hang up."
I breathed an enormous sigh of relief. All the tension ran out of my body and I
slumped against the door completely relaxed now. "Angela ....please. I'm
downstairs now. Please buzz me in." I picked up the receiver and wordlessly
pressed the button to open the front door.
I heard her enter the apartment complex, and then hung up the phone. I went to
the front door and opened it slightly, then took up position behind it in the
tiny bathroom. I left no lights on in the apartment. Soon I heard footsteps
approaching. They were tiny mincing little steps and I knew it must be the ankle
chain forcing her to take such tiny steps. She moved into the apartment
cautiously, slowly. "Angela are you in here?" I let her take some more steps
into the apartment. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. I tried hard to
not breath too much. Perspiration was running down my face. I could taste the
salty drops as they ran into my mouth from my upper lip. She had passed into the
bedroom now searching for Angela. "Angela please if you're hear we have to get
out of here. It's not safe." My eyes had had more time to adjust to the
darkness. And I had the advantage. I stepped silently from the bathroom and
closed the front door. It made noise that forced her to turn and face me. "No it
isn't safe Cunt!" I then flipped on the light. She screamed almost, but not
really she was too scared to scream. Her legs tried to run from me. But she
tried to stop them, but she could not stop their need to flee entirely and soon
she had nearly lost her balance. I helped her loose her balance, and find her
voice too. I showed her the remote to the Stun-Tech belt before I pressed the
button. I also held up her blindfold. "Loose something sweetie?" I pressed the
button. "Please.....NOOOO!" The pain shot through her and cut short the scream
from her, as she tensed up and fell to the ground rigid at first, then into a
twitching heap on the ground. She gurgled as I walked over to her. I had a
moment to survey her condition and make a quick survey of her. Her right wrist
had almost been wrenched free of the thick leather cuff that held her arm to her
side. She had tugged frantically at the cuff and had cut her wrist in the
process. She was alright, she was breathing and had not bitten her tongue. I was
elated. Now all I had to do was to get Angela out of the Suburban, and get Cunt
into the truck and whisk her back to the farm. I had left my phone in the
Suburban and called it now. Ominously it rang till the voicemail picked up. I
was just beginning to wonder what had become of Angela when I had my answer. She
was standing before me. "Stacey...I what are you doing to her?" I was about to
answer her when she regained her senses and pointed the gun right at my head. I
was still kneeling above Cunt and I managed to pull my own from my pocket and
pointed it at Cunts head. "Angela your gun is broken." I shifted my body so she
could see mine. "But this one is not." "I want you to call the cops!" "I'm not
going to do that. In fact I want you to hand me the gun right now Angela."
Saying this I stood up and began walking toward her. She looked confused for a
brief moment then fired the gun at me. Or rather tried to, missing its bolt she
was unable to even pull the trigger. In seconds I had her gun back in my pocket.
Mine was pressed into her side. "Why did you have to come back here you stupid
bitch." By now she was really scared and confused. After all I was her friend,
she had trusted me. "I got scared." Was her pathetic childish answer. I had told
her I would try and find out what had happened to her sister. To try and clear
her sisters name even. My betrayal of her was complete. I snapped a handcuff to
her left wrist, and dragged her over to her sister, and fastened the other one
to the right wrist cuff of her sisters. Binding them together, literally and
figuratively. By returning back to her apartment she had sealed her fate. I
could not leave her behind. I had to take them both. "Angela help me get her to
her feet." Together we managed to get her standing. I shoved my gun into Cunts
ribs. "Angela coming back here was stupid. Don't do anything else that is stupid
or you'll be wearing your sister. Understand?" She nodded her head, and we began
our slow walk out of the apartment. We rode the elevator down to the ground
floor. It was nearly light out now and I didn't relish the thought of walking
next door with these two. So we made out way out the back of the block. The only
witness that I was aware of was a couple who made their home on a grate in the
alley. They took no notice of us. They were too preoccupied with survival to
care about anything else. The only other concern I had was that the apartment
block could have some cameras secreted in the elevator perhaps. But the place
was a pit and I discounted this possibility. The backseat of the Suburban was
all theirs. I forced Angela in first and she helped her disoriented sister in
the seat beside her. I held a handful of pills up to Angela's mouth. She looked
aver at her sister, and opened her mouth accepting the pills. I had to pinch
cunts nose shut till her mouth gasped open. I fed her the remaining tablets. I
put the blindfold back over Cunt's eyes. I had a blanket that I threw over
Angela. "No peeking Angie." Soon we were driving back to the farm. Shortly we
were on the highway and I would have the girls safe and snug once again in under
a half-hour. My mind was racing now. What was I going to do with Angela? How was
I going to account for her going missing? She couldn't just disappear. Questions
would be asked about her, and they would come after me too. After all I had been
in the media with her a few times this past year. Even a dumb ass cop like Harv
would be smart enough to make the connection and interview me to see if I knew
anything about her disappearance.
I thought about the problem all the way back to the farm without resolution.
Perhaps I was just too tired to resolve the problem. Better sleep on in. After
all I had a few days before anyone would do anything about Angela going missing.
Perhaps a day or two at the most. I carried Cunt back into the dungeon first and
left her on the bed. She was not too out of it. She was conscious but the
roofies I had forced her to swallow would make the recent events all but a haze
of memories. I took Angela into the basement of the farmhouse, and into the
initial primitive dungeon I had built first. That way I had a better chance of
keeping her presence secret from Cunt and Fucktoy. I needed rest badly and
simply crawled into bed beside Angela. After I cuffed her hands down to the
headboard of course. Couldn't have my newest arrival trying to escape or hurt me
now could I.
I slept soundly, I obviously needed it. But soon I awoke to the bed shaking. I
rolled over to find Angela rolled off the bed as much as the cuffs would allow
kneeling and tugging at the bed trying to break free.
I looked her over for a few brief seconds, before she saw me. "There you go, and
now you've gone and woken me up." I looked down at my crotch, then back up at
her again. "I see I have my morning wood. I better go and visit your sister, and
fuck her senseless again. Don't go and waste all your energy struggling. If she
fucks up I can always come back and spend some time with you. Can't I now
Angela?" "Let me go!" I pretended to think about this. "Hmmm No! How bout that!
Having your sister, over and over again has been the best. And I'm sure that she
is going to get even better now that I have you too. She will really put some
effort into pleasing me. But sooner or later she will fuck up. And then I will
get you. And the best part is it will be her fault. At least that is what I will
tell her. She won't believe it but it will still gnaw away at her anyway. That's
the least I can do for her." She stared back at me dumbly. So I continued.
"Aren't you going to tell me that I am crazy, that I'll never get away with it,
or that you'll escape?" With that she put her head between her bound out
stretched arms and began to cry. I left her like that for the time being, crying
and tugging on her cuffs. Time to make hay while the sunshines and pay some more
attention to Cunt.
I found her as I left her laying on the bed. After all she had no chance to get
out of her bonds. She slung her legs down to the floor and struggled to sit up
as I approached. "So good to have you back Cunt." She had had some time to think
about her predicament, and I could tell by her demeanor that she wouldn't give
me much trouble today. She was smiling slightly looking downward as she shuffled
over to me. When she reached me she pressed her body up against mine, and gently
kissed her way up my throat till she reached my face and softly began to kiss me
all over. Quite a reception considering what I had put her through last night.
I shoved her away from me. "You stink Cunt. You're all sweaty and you smell like
all those guys who fucked you. And you also smell like pussy. From the two
bitches you were eatin last night. You remember that don't you?" She nodded that
yes she did remember the awful events of the night before, and I continued. "And
you remember trying to escape too don't you? You stupid slut. You forgot your
place last night didn't you?" She was still trying to change my demeanor with
her body, rubbing herself against me. Darling, please my Sister.. will you tell
me about my Sister?" I shocked her last night before Angela arrived, and she was
doped up for the remainder of the night. She had no way of knowing what I had
done, if anything to Angela. I almost told he but then I figured out that it
would be more fun if I hurt her with by continuing the mystery a few days
longer. "Maybe I'll tell you in a few days. Now I want you to go and clean
yourself up. And remember to use the dildo soap and get nice and clean inside
and out. I removed the Stun-Tech belt an tossed her the key for her ankle chains
and sent her off with those instructions. I sat on the bed and tried to wait
patiently for her to return. It took her only 10-15 minutes or so to return. I
had given her no wardrobe instructions, so she returned to me naked. Except for
her heels, and a few pieces of jewelry. Some bracelets, and earrings and a
necklace. Some of her nails were broken off, and her hair was still mess-up. I
pulled her hand and had her sit on my lap. She wiggled her as against my
erection provocatively. An amateur lapdance. "You smell a lot better now Cunt,
but you look like shit still." "Sorry Darling I could see that you were horny,
so I thought that I better get back as quickly as I could for you." "I want you
to go back and fix you nails, and hair for me. I want you to be perfect. And I
want something else too. I want you to bring fucktoy with you. You decide what
she wears, and how she looks. I want you to surprise me this time. You pick what
you wear too." She had stopped wiggling on my ass by this time. To intent on
listening to me. Unable to listen and wiggle at the same time. I pushed her off
my lap and she stood up, suddenly uncertain as to what to do. It had been so
long since she had been able to make even the simplest of such decisions that
she was uncertain how to proceed. "Don't worry Cunt, I'll give you plenty of
time to decide what to do. Say ninety minutes, be back here with fucktoy waiting
for me." She mumbled "Ok Darling." "Ninety minutes is a long time." I walked
over to the door that led out of the bedroom chamber preparing to leave. "I'm
going to amuse myself with your Sister. That is if I have her that is." I left
before she had a chance to say anything to me. I could still hear her beginning
to plead with me though. But I could imagine what she was saying. True to my
word I returned to check up on Angela. She had managed to tug the bed a little
away from its place. It had been bolted down but she had managed to get the
bolts from one of the legs free and twist the frame about a little. I checked
the frame and really she was no closer to being loose than she was when she
started. "Trying to get away huh? That will wear off soon enough. But I'm afraid
that I will have to take that little breach of discipline out on your Sister's
hide." She looked right at me in my eyes. "Can I have some water please." "Sure
thing Angela." It took under a minute to bring her back a small plastic glass of
water. She reached for it and I pulled it away. "You can have the water just as
soon as you give me your pants." "What?" Despite her situation she was genuinely
shocked. "Women in pants." I shook my shoulders in disgust. "Call me old
fashioned but I just don't like the look of a woman in pants. So take them off
Angela." She shook her head no. I was thirsty too, and while the water was warm,
I drank it down nonetheless. "Maybe you'll agree to give me your pants
tomorrow." I tossed the glass at her, it bounced harmlessly to the floor. "Or
maybe the next day. Oh and don't fuck with the bed anymore unless you want to
really hurt Cunt." She shot me a puzzled look. " That's your Sister's name now.
Has been for about a year now." She almost came unglued at that and she started
the water works all over again. "Please!.... Why are you doing this to me...Let
me go you freak!" She started to tug again, and scream unintelligibly. It was
time to leave her to run herself down. "This behavior is really going to cost
Cunt. And I'm going to tell her it's all your fault."
After a short rest I returned to find out what pleasures awaited me. I wondered
what Cunt could come up with when she had a decision to make that was all her
own. Quite a novelty for her after such a long time. I had given them plenty of
time to prepare for me, and I found them waiting on the bed nervously fidgeting.
They both still wore their iron collars that bound them to the floor and the
movable blocks recessed into the floor. Cunt had outdone herself in her
preparation of Fucktoy. She was dressed up like a doll. A living doll for me to
fuck. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and had been turned into hundreds
of tight curls, which tumbled down to her bare shoulders. She was wearing a
dress that was a few sizes too small for her ample form. It was red satin and
hugged her hips, but came up short of her stocking tops. Her heels matched her
red satin dress. Except for the actual heel and toe, which were reinforced with
gold colored metal. These matched her accessories, earrings and bracelets. She
looked cheap, Cunt knew exactly what I liked. Which was why her own attire was
so striking. She was attractively dressed. But she was not overly dirty, like I
usually insisted upon. All she was wearing was a simple black slip and
stockings. On her feet were normal even a pair of plain even dowdy pumps.
"On your feet cunt." Before I had even finished the command she was moving. I
made a gesture for her to spin around, so I could inspect her more closely. By
the time she had turned her ass toward me I seized my chance. "Straighten your
seams Cunt." She bent over at the waist and ran her hands up and down her legs
struggling to find the irregularity without the benefit of a mirror. I sat on
the bed beside Fucktoy and slid up close into contact with her and started to
run my hands up and down her legs too. Moving her too short skirt up fully
exposing her crotch. At my first touch she stiffened in fear and apprehension.
We watched cunt display her legs and ass to our eyes. She has panties on.
"What's with the panties cunt? You tired of pleasing me or what?" She stood and
whirled around to face us sitting on the bed. "Sorry Darling my period just
started today." "I guess that explains why fucktoy looks so good." I started to
grope her and let my lips and tongue trail over her face and lips smearing the
meticulous makeup across her cheek. Ruining nearly a half hour of their careful
preparations.
Its not like they didn't have hours to waste perfecting their makeup and
appearance for me. I motioned for cunt to kneel between fucktoys legs and start
to lick her, which she did without hesitation. I held fucktoys upper body
tightly in my arms and kissed her deeply. She squirmed about in my arms while
cunt licked and lapped at her pussy. She must have been doing a particularly
effective job, fucktoy moved her hands to cunts head to guide or control her
movements. She had her eyes closed to the scene, trying to blot out the reality
of her new life. As such she did not see my open hand coming down across her
face delivering a slap that rang out in the room distracting all three of us
momentarily. "You feel like using your hands on anything, you use you hands on
this fucktoy." I shook my hardening cock at her and she took hold of it
reluctantly, and only started to manipulate it after I raised my hand to strike
her again. I let cunt work on her for a few minutes more. Cunt was well used to
the taste of pussy by now and I wanted the two girls to get along well enough to
perform well together. Fucktoy needed a lot of practice eating out another
woman. But I was more interested in giving her more practice at eating me. I
wanted her to get good at eating me first and fast too. "Crawl between my legs
Fucktoy." She sat up and brushed Cunt away from her, and moved into position.
All in one graceful movement, and without letting go of my disk with her hand.
After all I didn't tell her she could let go. "Watch her closely cunt, I want
you to instruct her as she blows me." Fucktoy was kneeling between my legs now,
she gently masturbated me, and glanced over at Cunt as soon as I finished
talking. "What are you lookin at her for Stupid! Who's the boss around here?"
"You are Darling." I poked my pelvis at her, as if to say get started. She got
the message and got started. Cunt too was playing he role, narrating freely what
Fucktoy was to do, what I liked best. "When you get started try to take him all
in your mouth. Wrap you lips over your teeth so you don't touch him with your
teeth. He hates that." I watched her for a while until she got started, and went
into her rhythm. Once she was slurping merrily away, I fell back and
relaxed confident that they would give me no more trouble. Fucktoy kept working
on me accompanied by Cunt the conductor of the obscene spectacle. "When you are
going up along the length of his dick, pinch your lips tightly down on him, and
when you are going down on him make sure you flutter your tongue along the
underside of his length." Cunt really did know what I liked even more completely
than I knew my own desires. She had to study hard on the subject, in order to
survive as long as she had. In addition to describing what she should do, she
was guiding fucktoy's head with her hands. After a few more minutes I propped my
head up with a pillow so I could watch my newest captive fellate me. It was
delightful to watch her formerly ruby lips pass up and down my length. Soon I
had my eyes closed and began to thrust my hips up and down, somewhat aimlessly.
This caught fucktoy off guard, and she choked around my member. But cunt
described what was happening. "He is about to cum soon. Just keep his cock in
your mouth when you get to the bottom. Keep it there for about a second and let
him feel your mouth around him." This she did to my delight. I moved my hands
down to her bobbing head and my fingers were soon tightly entwined in her hair.
"I want to cum on your face." Cunt began to explain to he that I would soon
tighten up the muscles in my crotch. "Don't worry about that fucktoy. I'll tell
you when I am cumming." I let her slide her lips up and down my ever-hardening
prick. "Don't make a face when my cum splashes all over your face. You don't
want me to think that you don't like it." Toward the end of the sentence my
breathing changed and I could feel the cum seeping out of my cock. Just in time
I gasped out that I was cumming. She pulled her face off me and began to stroke
and pump her hand rapidly up and down. Throughout the orgasm I struggled to keep
an eye on her to see if she was making a face. She did pretty well acting that
she liked it, and I could not detect any hint of distaste on her face. Without
prompting cunt moved her face into contact with fucktoys, and lapped up the cum.
They shared my cum between them greedily competing for it till they had consumed
all my ejaculate. Cunt turned to my fading erection and tried to revive it with
her own mouth while fucktoy sat back and watched the scene for tips. Her
formerly carefully crafted beautiful face had been destroyed by the blowjob I
had compelled her to perform. "Go
and fix your makeup fucktoy. If you do a good enough job I'll fuck the shit out
of you." A look of fear and horror swept across her face but she ran off to make
herself pretty for me anyway. Leaving me alone with my trusty favorite cunt.
"So, I can't believe it myself, but I am willing to give you a chance to explain
yourself. About last night, you seem to have forgotten who owns you. If you come
up with a good enough explanation I may continue to use you for sex. Instead of
the other attractive women I can use." She started to rub and kiss her way along
my calves, crying softly and telling me how sorry she was. "Being used by so
many men...I just got so scared. And seeing Angela ...I was so afraid for her. I
was so scared and I didn't ever want her to be here and be that scared." She
completely fell apart at this thought. "I'm sorry... sorry.. sorry I just didn't
think about what I was doing. I just wanted to see Angela and make sure she was
all right." He voice trailed off to sobs and she slid down completely prostrate
on the floor. Beaten into a pulp again. I watched her body shaking and quaking
with sobs for a long time. Long enough for fucktoy to finish fixing her face and
tumble back into the bedroom on her fuck me heels. I walked over to her and
took her in my arms. She looked great in her trampy red satin dress that was too
small on her frame. Without saying a word I led her back over to the bed. We
both had to step over the sobbing cunt to get there. I had her kneel on the bed
on her hands and knees. I wasted no time in feeding my cock once again into her
mouth. This time however, I fucked her face, ignoring her chokes and gasps for
air. I enjoyed the sensation of her throat passing around me for several
minutes. Cunt had nearly stopped her crying by this time. "Make yourself useful
cunt get up and get your face up into fucktoys ass." She moved but not quickly
enough for me till I barked at her to hurry up. Which she did. "Stick your
tongue up her filthy ass. Make sure you get it good and sloppy for me. I haven't
fucked her there yet. And I think now is the time." At the touch of cunts tongue
on her ass fucktoy squealed at around my erection at the contact of he fellow
slaves swirling tongue. I could see her hips bouncing around trying to avoid
contact. Trying to avoid letting herself be touched there. It was foolish, it
was also incredibly erotic. At least to me. And it was also unavoidable. I
pulled my glistening erection from her mouth with a pop. "Look at my cock
fucktoy." She turned her face back to view it. "Beg me to fuck you in the ass."
My erection twitched in anticipation as I spoke the words. She begged. "Please
Darling fuck your fucktoy in the ass." By the time she finished the sentence she
had slowly turned her gaze up to my merciless face. Our eyes met and I delivered
a vicious slap to her face. "You don't convince me fucktoy try again." She
swallowed then closed her eyes and tried harder to please me with her second
try. "Please Darling use your fucktoy .. please your fucktoy will make it good
for you." I let my hand come down on her cheek again but this time it was more
of a pat intended to get her to rotate her body about and present her ass to be
sacrificed.
"Go ahead and kiss each other. Make like the little lezzies you want to be."
Cunt moved closer to my newest captive and pressed her open mouth into contact
with hers, moaning with artificial lust as she did. I poked my erection at
fucktoys ass. She squirmed away slightly. As if there was anywhere she could go
to avoid this indignity. To reinforced the obvious fact that she was trapped, I
grabbed her as tightly as I could around her waist, jamming my hands into her
tender flanks. Driving my hands into her flanks till I could hold her no
tightly. She held herself still after that and I sank myself into her ass, in a
single persistent stroke. I entered her slowly but with determination, keeping a
steady pace despite her screams and cries, which were immediately muffled by the
kissing mouth and tongue of my best girl. In fact cunt tried to make it seem as
if the noises that fucktoy were making were those of pleasure. "Oh yea that
feels so good doesn't it fucktoy." And then she pressed her lips back hard
against her fellow captive just in time catch another scream or block a contrary
comment. The perversion of the moment caught me off guard and my hips began to
drive into her as rapidly as I could move them. Before I knew what was happening
I began to cum into her bowels grunting and panting heavily. I let myself fall
from her ass. My hearing and other senses returned to normal and I could hear
fucktoy crying and cunt soothing her brushing her hair trying to ease her
obvious suffering. "You should have my cock in your mouth by now fucktoy. Every
time I cum you are required to try to blow me back to an erection so that I can
keep on using you." I turned my attention to cunt. "Didn't you teach her that
cunt? You were supposed to teach her that right!?" Cunt began to gently maneuver
the still sobbing fucktoy around so that she was facing me all the while
assuring me that yes she did teach her that and that yes she will do what she
had been trained to do. But fucktoy was done for the night. She did however
managed to open her mouth and place my cock inside, but that was all she was
able to do. "Get out of my sight fucktoy. No food for you put your clothes
neatly away clean yourself up and go back to your cell now." She mumbled
something, presumably yes darling and slicked out of the room grateful to have
been able to have endured the events of the day.
That left me and cunt alone. "You really are getting to be a pathetic fucking
waste of my time cunt. You haven't done a very good job on her. You tried to
escape last night. And if all that wasn't bad enough your on the rag now. So I
got ONE QUESTION for you!" I had worked my anger up to a fever pitch by now and
was standing over her screaming at her. "Why should I keep you around any
longer?" "I'll do anything.." I cut her off. "You already have, and so will the
others." "I know what you like....I know how you like me to do it. I can make it
good for you. I can do better....please give me another chance."
I pulled her to her feet and examined her with a critical eye. She was still an
incredibly beautiful woman an always would be despite the time I had her. I made
her turn in place scrutinizing her body. As often happens I let my cock decide
her fate. It twitched in response to her beauty. I would keep her for a while
longer. I dragged her into over into an area of the bedroom where I keep all the
whips and floggers. There is also a few stocks and tables that I can tie up the
girls to and it was the padded horse that I pushed her toward. It was near to
being my favorite piece of bondage furniture. I chained her face down by he
wrists and ankles. She did not struggle at all but rather let me bind her to the
table even offering her wrist to the shackles. I walked around her a few times a
finally stopped behind her. Because she was on the rag she still had her panties
on. I hate panties. There is nothing worse than reaching up a woman's skirt
expecting to find hair and being stopped by an ugly pair of nylon panties. I
tore them from her body and then stuffed them into her vagina. She was still
tender and swollen from her gangbang. I suppose gang rape of the previous night
is more accurate.
Once again I walked around to her face, and knelt down so that we were very
close. I let my lips brush gently against her, teasingly. She was of course
receptive and struggled hard to close the gap and pepper my face with kisses. It
was still delicious after all this time. I still had tremendous desire for her.
I guess it is true you never forget your first. Or in my case my first victim.
"I haven't quite decided what punishment you deserve for your behavior last
night. But I am going to sleep on it and see you bright and early next morning.
I hope you'll be comfy here all night." She let her eyes close and answered.
"Your cunt will be eagerly waiting for your return."
"Remember your early oral training cunt?" I continued without waiting for an
answer. Instead I waved a larger dildo in her face, then pressed it up against
her lips, which parted slowly. Then she slowly and reluctantly parted her teeth
to admid the rubber intruder. I pressed it into her mouth and then down her
throat till it was mostly gone. Then I pulled it out again and then repeatedly
penetrated her mouth with the rubber intruder several times. On the last thrust
I left it wedged deeply into her mouth. Leaving her jaw drooping downward and
her cheeks hollowed out. It always looks so obscene to see a womans face so
distorted. "Don't drop it till I get back. Believe me you don't want to get into
any more trouble." This is how I would leave her for the night.
I left her yet another parting gift that I administered with my favorite crop.
Just at the pleasant curve where her thighs met her round globes of her ass.
Four swipes that left nasty red marks. "I figure that is a small down payment on
tomorrow. G'night Cunt."
With that a busy day ended. I had all the animals tucked in for the night. All
that was left to do was to tuck myself in. It was stormy out. The rain was
coming down like it was never going to stop, Typical for this time of year. Just
like the night I first took cunt.
The beginning of another winter and another long chilly night. It would be nice
to have something warm to snuggle up against. I knew who I wanted tonight, and I
went to her with some trepidation. After all she at least in my mind was
innocent. An innocent victim who had no place here, and was only here by virtue
of her sister's poor behavior. Still I figured that she had to earn her keep if
she wanted to stay alive. But I would try to be nice to her. Well comparatively
nice to her. I did still have to get her cooperation. Toward that end I went to
see her with a nice fresh bottle of water for her. A nice bottle of thirty year
old scotch for me and some left over Chinese food that I found in the 'fridge.
She was still handcuffed to the bed. Her knees, indeed her entire body must
have been sore. I ignored her and made myself comfortable on the bed beside her
and began to eat the Chinese food. She pulled away from me as much as the chains
would allow at least. In between mouthfuls I made my offer of water for her
jeans again. She mumbled her response. "OK." I poured myself a tall scotch and
downed it before I released her wrists from the cuffs. "Stand there." I pointed
to a patch. She did, I nodded and poured another drink. She kicked her sneakers
off first. Then she began to work on her jeans. They were tight and rode low on
her hips. They fell from her pelvis easily but they were so tight on her legs
that she had to roll them off her body, as though they were pantyhose. She
stepped clear of them bent, picked them up and offered them to me. She was
remarkably calm. She had made her decision to cooperate. She held the jeans out
to me. "Can I have some water now?" "You know I've been thinking about that. You
might as well give me the rest of your clothes while we're at it." She nodded.
Smart girl to expect this. She had on a sweatshirt with the university logo on
it. The University that she could never attend thank to her Sister. She added it
to the pile. Now all she had on was a cotton undershirt and matching panties. Oh
yes and her socks. I didn't need to prod her along at all. She continued all by
herself. Next she removed her undershirt. Her body was young and firm and
perfect. She was on the athletic side. Not overly defined by any means. I
watched her panties fall next. The rest of her body was equally perfect. Unlike
most girls her age, she had already shed her baby fat. Now that she was naked
she made a half hearted attempt at covering herself with her hands, but quickly
stopped that effort. I looked at her for a minute before I held out the water
bottle. She walked over to me and snatched it from my hands. She drank from it
and retreated from me at the same time. It was soon drained dry of even the last
drops of water. I had her sit beside me on the bed while I finished my meal. I
handed her the handcuffs and directed her to put them on again. Which she did
this time behind her back. This time I added a pair to her ankles, and lay her
down on the bed. I stripped and covered our bodies with a heavy comforter for
the night. "I want you to remember that given enough time I going to make you do
anything I want. Everything for me." I let the words penetrate into her mind.
"Just remember that. Don't give me any trouble and you'll be ok. And so will
your Sister." I pressed myself against her, feeling her adolescent curves. Soon
I had another erection that crept up between her legs and came to rest between
her soft thighs. I fell asleep against her. She drifted off afterward sometime
during the night. I figured if I could keep up the pressure on Angela I could
get her to cooperate without making her life any more unplesant. I awoke before
her the next morning, and slipped away without rousing her from her slumber. She
must have been exhausted.
In contrast I had to be very harsh with her sister. If I was not then her
behavior would only worsen until she became uncontrolable, just like Whore had
become. I found cunt just as I had left her still shackled to the horse table.
Still with the dildo protruding from her mouth. Meaning she had not slept at all
during the night. If she had then she would have dropped the dildo for sure.
Before I entered the room I called fucktoy on her intercom, gave her some
instructions, and sat back to watch her scurry around hurrying to pretty herself
up for me. By the time that fucktoy entered the room she found me standing there
before her slowly moving the dildo in and out of her mouth. Fucktoy looked great
she had her blonde hair done up high on her head tied up with some lacey ribbon.
She had a matching bra and garter belt set on. Light lacey and light blue in
colour. The stockings were black with lacey tops, and they matched her heels. As
always she had matching red lips and nails.
"Hi fucktoy. Today is the day that we are going to punish cunt here for trying
to escape. Come around here and say hi to cunt." She walked around the table
tottering on her heels till she go to the front of the table. "Hi cunt." She
nearly whispered this. Cunt did not reply, how could she her mouth was still
full. "Here you take over." I motioned my right arm toward her and she took hold
of the dildo and continued the slow in and out motion that I had started. I
watched them for a while, transfixed by the sickness and beauty of the
situation. It was not playtime, that would come later. Now was the time for
punishment. Sometimes it is not enough to teach, you must also punish as well. I
could have gotten a brazier full of coals. Some large dramatic cauldron full of
steaming coals that I could have thrust an iron into. But this is real life and
all I had was an acetalyne torch with which to heat up the branding iron that I
had fashioned. It was crude and rough in design and construction. But it would
make a suitably horrible scar on her perfect body that she would live with for
the rest of her days. Both of the women watched in sheer terror as I started the
torch and began heating up the iron. It would be a lesson for the both of them.
"I think I've found a way that you won't forget that you are an owned piece of
property." I had never seen her eyes so wide before. She began to plead around
the dildo that fucktoy was still passing into and out of her mouth. "Please...I
won't forget." I was really dissapointed, so I told her so. "And I thought that
you would be pleased that I had found such a lenient way of punishing you for
your escape attempt." The business end of the iron was red hot already. The
acetalyne torch really did a great job of heating up pig iron. "After all I did
think about chaining you into an all brick cell for the rest of your live, and
then I could always get another dog to keep you company for your remaining time.
I would have made sure that it was years of time, but I figured you would prefer
this." I picked up the iron, it was real hot even though I had special asbestos
gloves to use. "Wow this is really hot!" I waved it at fucktoy's perfectly
madeup face. "See for yourself fucktoy." She shied away from the heat of the
iron but continued to hold the dildo toward her fellow captives face. "Its too
hot for me with all these clothes on." With that I slowly began to unbutton my
shirt. "I figured you be begging to be branded." With that I had removed my
shirt. Then she saw my newest piece of jewelry. Even with the dildo in her face
she managed to let out a sob. It was one of complete despair. She now knew for
certain that I had her sister captive somewhere. I was wearing a necklace that
she had given to her sister Angela about a month before she had hatched the plan
to murder her own husband. It was rather stylish actualy, a one of a kind
creation that she had had especially crafted for her Sister's birthday. I mean
why not splurge a little. She would only turn sixteen once, and it's not like
she was spending her own money. After all it was old man Potter's and he was
loaded. "Take the dildo out of her mouth fucktoy. She has it lubed up enough for
you now go ahead and sit in the corner hear and watch the show." She did as I
wanted keeping her legs spread and happily thrusting the dildo in and out of
herself. Delighted that she would pay no further role in the ghastly drama that
I was orchestrating. "There's just one thing that I haven't decided yet." I
walked around her bound form surveying her yet again. "Where on my cun't perfect
body should I place my mark?" By this time I was staring directly at her crotch,
still stuffed full with her pantied. I drove two fingers into her and removd the
garment, slowly. "Not too bloody cunt, I guess that your period was only
starting the other day." I had circled around to her face again. "Open up cunt."
Before she had even had the chance to comply which I was sure she would I was
stuffing the torn laceey panties into her mouth. "You look good like that cunt.
Listen up fucktoy. Where should she get it?" Without even thinking she blurted
out her answer. "Your fucktoy doesn't know." And then she quickly answered.
"Your fucktoy is just an empty headed plaything Darling." "Well you'd better
come up with an answer or I'll give you one too." She quickly offered cunt ass
as a suggestion. I picked up the iron and the torch and started to survey her
ass as a target. I put down the torch and seriously started to consider the ass
as a target, squeezing it hard in my free hand. She jumped in her chains at the
touch and started to kick involuntarily at the shackles binding her. An
abbreviated scream burst from her mouth but was quickly beaten back from by her
senses returning to her. "I don't think that I can bear to mark you cunt." She
visibly relaxed, so too did fucktoy. Indeed the relief in the room was palpable.
Stupid bitches I thought. "At least not where it would be so visible. Get over
her fucktoy." She dropped the dildo from her hands and got to her feet quickly
rushing over to where I stood at the feet of cunt. I unlocked cunt's left ankle
cuff. "Get her shoe and stocking off I have decided where I will place my mark."
With hands trembling she hurried to comply, first removing the high heeled shoe
then at first she fumbled with the garters then got it straight and finally
removed the stocking. Once she had finished this I rebound her ankle this time
as tightly as I could. She could still twist her foot around alot. I returned to
face cunt and gave her some final instructions. Firstly, I removed her panty
gag. "I want you to beg to be branded cunt." I took hold of my new necklace and
shook it at her. The implied threat was suficiently menacing that I did not have
to make vocal mention of her Sister this time. She begged, oh how she begged. It
was like the swwetest music to my ears. I let her plead with me for the iron
till her voice broke and she was unable to continue with her pleadings. I
decided I had had enough of this, and I shoved her filthy panties back into her
mouth to shut her up again. "Two things cunt. Scream all you want but don't let
the panties fall from your mouth." She was still sobbing heavily through her gag
and had let her head drop down. I raised my palm and slapped her face with all
my might. The slap rang out like a pistol shot in the cinder block chamber. "You
are listening aren't you?" Her sobbing abated a little and she nodded through
her tears. "Hold your foot still, or I'll keep repeating it till I get the
placement right."
I was ready now I walked one last time around her body till I was again behind
her and faced the sole of her left foot. I pointed at fucktoy and curled my
finger for her to come to me. Once she was standing right before me I pulled her
close to me and allowed my hands free reign over her curves. We kissed, or
rather I kissed her crushing her lips into mine. She moulded her body to mine
all the way down to our knees. My hand traqvelled up to her shoulder, I broke
the kiss by forcing her down to her knees. All I had to mutter was blowjob and
she began. Fucktoy threw herself, in the form of her mouth, as a woman
possessed. I made sure that the iron was kept heated up. Fucktoy made sure that
I was heated up. It was not hard for her to do as the sickness of the moment
really had me aroused. I moved the iron to within an inch of the tender flesh of
cunts left foot. She was trying to look around to see what I was going to do to
her, but she couldn't quick see. I was on the verge of cumming. "Are you sure
that you can't think of any other way to teach you who owns you cunt?" I saw her
shoulders slump in defeat and she nodded yes. "You sure you want it cunt?" I
made her nodded her head one last time. With a final massive thrust I pressed my
cock deep down fucktoys throat till I could feel the back of her gagging as I
pressed against the back of her throat. I matched this lunge with a final jab at
cunts foot. I made contact and her pitiful animalistic scream is what pushed me
over the edge into orgasm. No longer abl;e to hold onto the iron I let it drop
to the floor. I'm sure the only one who heard the massive clang as the iron hit
the floor was fucktoy, as she fought to swallow my cum and cradle my disk in her
loving mouth. I was too far gone, lost in a world of pleasure and release. And
cunt was somewhere far more unplesant. A world of torture, incalculable pain and
shame. Of course she screamed. No doubt a loud one, but I could not hear it. My
legs could barely hold me and I all but fell as I dropped to the floor. I tried
to hold myself deep in fucktoys mouth as I slumped to the floor. But she twisted
away from my weakened grip. She was overcome by the savagery of the scene as
well, but I forced her to recover quickly and to take my cum covered cock back
into her mouth to clean me off and try to get me hard again. Those were her
orders, which I expected her to obey, at all times without question and with a
smile on her now cum covered face.
This she did, but try as she might she was unable to produce another erection
between my legs. I would not punish her for this, not with directly anyway. I
had yet another trick up my sleeve. Even now that I was too fucked out to
continue, I could still perform thanks to new chemicals. I popped the blue pill
between my teeth making sure that fucktoy could see the Viagra, then swallowed
the 1000mg tablet. "It'll take me about an hour to recover fucktoy, why don't
you do a nice little dance for me while we wait." It wasn't a question it was a
command and she knew it too. She gathered herself up from the floor. She wiped
some of my cum from her lips, managed a fake little smile and began to sway her
body slowly to some unseen music, without word of complaint or praise. I
devoured her with my eyes, so powerful was my gaze that she could not match my
eyes and had to shut her own in response. I watched her move her body gently
before me for a while whilst I idly toyed with my flagging erection. Cunt
remained shackled to the table her left foot still contorted and twitching in
pain, naked and bare to the air. The wound was ugly and painful on the sole of
her foot and would be with her for the remainder of her days. A constant
reminder of her status. A reminder of her lack of status. There was only a
trickle of blood from her sole. Surprising, as I expected more but the iron
seared and sealed her flesh, cauterizing it most effectively. Her left leg bare
as it was, no longer matched the lovely silk encased and heeled right leg. I
hate such imbalanced and moved to rectify the state of inequality between her
legs. I unbound her left foot, she jumped at my touch but soon relaxed her leg
in my hands. I began to slide her stocking back up her leg, The tentative
friction as it brushed against her fresh wound, caused her to suck in a breath
of air through clenched teeth. I managed to snug the garment tight against her
shapely leg and fastened the garters to the lacey top. She managed to contain
all cries that rose from within her when I placed the stocking back on her. But
when I replaced her shoe, and fastened the ankle strap in place the tiniest of
screams mananged to squeek past her lips. "I don't think you'll forget who owns
you again." I began to prepare the iron for a repeat performance. Her right foot
would be my target this time. I had fucktoy remove her right shoe, then I
unshackled her right leg, and she removed the stocking and refastened her leg.
Naked and defenceless, vulnerable to the searing iron. I held the iron in my
hand and circled back to her rear where fucktoy stood. I placed my hand on her
shoulder. A gentle pressure was all it took to put her on her knees. She readied
herself once again to perform on me. She sucked on me with careful expertise.
Spurred on by uncommon fear of a branding for herself while I teased and swiped
at cunts right foot with the iron. A combination of the Viagra, the mouth of
fucktoy and cunts fear all combined to produce another erection. I took fucktoys
face in my hands and turned it upward until she was looking at me. Her cheeks
were bloated by my rection which she was still stuffing in and out of her mouth.
I called her a good girl, and she nerly gushed with relief. I pulled her off her
knees and my erection to her feet. I next put an asbestos glove on her hand and
handed her the iron after I made sure that it was heated up again. She took the
iron in her hand and held its heavy mass awkwardly in her hand. "When I say so
you do it." I turned on cunt and all but jumped on her forcing myself into her
rear. what once caused her pain and shame, now barely elicited suprise as I
buried myself into her with all possible ferocity. Knowing what was to come, had
very nearly made me cum also. Holding tightly onto her hips I fucked her, till I
was nearly cumming. I fought hard against the irresistable compuction, and as
soon as Iknew I could put it off no more the word 'Now' I spoke. I briefly had
the image of fucktoy rebelling and plunging the iron into me, but I needn't have
worried. I heard the sizzle and then a scream. I smelt the burning, and as her
hips moved forced on by her pain in an erotic dance that was uncontrollable and
fearsome I came. As my spunk flew into her I imagned the cum flooding into her
bowels. And as she calmed down slowly I further imagined the cum quashing and
putting out the fire that burned the soles of her now blistered feet. Nothing
could have been further from the truth however. But it was a pleasant image
nontheless. The panties that had been in her mouth had long ago fallen to the
floor. But I was more than satisfied.
In a few minutes the sobbing stopped and I and fucktoy had replaced her
stocking and heel. I had to help cunt to her feet. She winced when her feet
started to support her weight. "Your wearing fuck me heels cunt, stand on your
toes." She did this, the relief was minor but she was grateful for even such
small consideration. Her steps were now even more mincing and exagerated, and
lovely. Turning my attention to fucktoy. "You did such a wonderful erotic dance
earlier I think its high time you taught cunt how to do it. Teach her to dance
now." I sat in a plush chair and watched my two whores dance and flaunt their
bodies for me. The were facing each other, the moves mirrored, except that
cunt's movements were hampered by her tortured feet, and her facial expressions
showed this. Soon she was fading and it became harder for her to stand on her
own without support. Fucktoy moved closer to her and soon their bodies were
pressed into each others. Their breasts flattened against each others, as the
new girl helped cunt remain standing and at least trying to dance for me. "Cunt
lye down before you fall down, and face me with your cunt." She did but I had to
tell her to spread her legs to see her. 'Get on top of her fucktoy and 69 each
other." She looked at me while pointing down at cunt. She was a little squeemish
about cunt being on the rag. "Dive right in fucktoy, she hasn't started to flow
much yet. But if you do a really shitty job. If I don;t think you have given
110%, then you can try again topmorrow and the next day till you get it right."
Her shoulders slumped in defeat and she stealled her body to the revolting task
that literally lay at her feet. She slowly moved into position above cunt and
settled her snatch and her face down into the redheads body. I simply had to get
some footage of this. Closeups, that sort of thing and as I circled their
bodies, it was that much more convenient to give even more detailed directions
and in fucktoys case I could brush her hair from her face to get a close look at
the revulsion on her face. I made them both fake their cums for the benifit of
the camera, and allowed them to seperate. Cunt had been but through the mill
will little sleep and much torture, so I sent her off to clean up and get back
into her cell. She shuffled off out of the room on her brutalized feet. I decide
to giver her a couple of days off to heal and recuperate. But even as I made
this decision I wondered if I could stick to the decision. While watching her
leave I had not been paying too much attention to fucktoy. A retching sound tore
my attention away from cunts swaying ass, As I turned I found her laying
prostrate on the floor. What little material that was in her stomach she had now
sprayed it all over my floor. What a great gift, she had given me the pretext to
discipline her. I took hold of her neck in my hands and like the disobedient
puppy that she is I pressed her face into the mess, and made her lick up her own
mess. After she was finished I hauled her to her feet, slapped her face a few
times, without saying a word. She managed an "Your fucktoy is sorry Darling." I
ignored her pathetic words and shoved her out of the room toward her cell. I had
dismissed her, she would remove her garments, put them neatly away. Clean
herself up in the shower and seal herself in her cell, just as cunt had done
before her. I still had to decide how I wanted to break Angela into the family.
