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Race Car - I enjoyed your Atone series and would love to see it continue.
In this vane I offer the following as a starting point and a challenge to
those of you out their who are better writers than myself. Again thanks for
the series. I hope my efforts do not offend you.
AKA - Ric Worth
The Atonement
Part 6 - Plunging Further Down
"I've got some other good news for you, Barbara." Cheryl reached out and
softly stroked Barbara's cheek with her fingers tips. "We ran into June
today. She was really excited to see me again. It seems she had been
talking to a bunch of other kids that you once baby sat and showed them your
picture. They all thought it would be a marvelous idea to have a 'reunion',
of sorts. Just a little get together with all of them and the woman who
once baby sat, and disciplined them. I told June, I thought it was a
wonderful idea. They'll be about eighteen or so, they will be here next
Friday evening. Aren't you excited?"
"Yes, Mistress Cheryl." Barbara sobbed.
"There ... There now darling," Cheryl said patting her hand as tears
began to trickle down Barbara's cheeks. It wouldn't be so bad Barb, it's
only a few teenagers; nothing like Mr. Bryant's party ... it'll be a
breeze, you'll do just fine I'm sure. John and I will take the kids to play
miniature golf then a movie. We'll be back no later than nine, I promise.
June knows she is to have you presentable before our return. As soon as we
return you are put the kids to bed and immediately report back to us. No
bath, douche, or enema just come to the living room and 'Assume the
Position' understand. John and I will review the tape of your little
reunion. Then together, he and I, will decide if any discipline and
training is called for."
Cheryl's eyes sparked as Barbara's sobbing increased. Dominating Barbara
was truly the most intoxicating and sexually arousing experience of her life
and she wanted it to go on forever. Her panties were soaking with her
excitement at just telling Barbara about June and the other teens. Her life
was perfect she thought ... she had it all. Barbara as a sex toy she could
use or abuse to amuse herself and Barbara's husband's big beautiful cock any
time she desired a male. John was a wimp she could easily manipulate, this
afternoons errands proved that. Their meeting of June was no accident, she
had set it all up. She had carefully drawn John in ... and now he was
actually helping to plan and create these little episodes of domination of
his wife. She wanted John to be an active participate in this D/s life
style she had created, for in doing so she could guarantee that she would be
a permanent presence in their marriage and sex lives.
Barbara's sobbing was getting louder and Cheryl didn't want a scene. She
didn't like it when John would put her down in front of Barbara. He would
definitely be upset if knew what Cheryl was telling Barbara, since he and
his children were playing catch just outside the door. Cheryl lifted
Barbara chin and wiped away a tear trickling down her cheek as she
admonished.
"Hush now! John and the kids are just outside. Your make up is a mess.
Now stop those silly tears this instance? You don't want the kids coming in
and seeing their mother crying? Do You!"
Barbara shook her head no as Cheryl opened her purse and handed her a
what she needed to fix her face.
Barbara was still sniffling and wiping the tears steaming down her cheeks
when John entered carrying two shopping bags, which he sat on the counter.
Barbara dropped the compact she was holding and threw her arms around his
waist as she began weeping again.
John stared at Cheryl for an instance then snapped. "You told her about
Friday and June didn't you!"
There was true angry in his voice. Barbara took this a sign that he
still loved her and cared for her. Deep within her she harbored a glimmer
of hope that John would assert himself and put an end to her nightmare and
throw Cheryl out.
"Yes," Cheryl sputtered "I did!" Her mind was racing to somehow turn
this situation to her advantage. In an instance she had it. As their eyes
remanined locked she spoke again, but this time with confidence in her
voice. "I only told Barb that June and some other she onced sat wanted a
little reunion with her. I've told her nothing of what we, three planned
for Friday while shopping at 'Adult World'."
John Sat down and just glared at Cheryl as he tried to calm his wife.
Breaking free from John's embrace Barbara spun around, not wanting to
believe Cheryl's words, but their on the counter were two full bags. She
immediately recognized the logo imprinted on the white bags. It was the
same as the one Cheryl had received on their infamous shopping trip at that
hideous place. "Oh! Lord No!," she wanted to scream. Her worst nightmare
was coming true. John, her mate, was not only helping Cheryl plan these
things now. He was actually shopping with the bitch to buy yet more
instrument of torture to use on her.
Turning back she opened her mouth but could not utter a single sound.
Cheryl had a smug smile of victory on her pretty face and John was unable to
look either woman in the eye. Instead her husband just sat staring down at
the table cloth. As Barbara's eyes fill yet again with new tears, her first
impulse was to strike the woman who sat across from her. Only two things
stopped her from doing it. First was her fear of punishment for such
disobedience and rebellion as actually harming her mistress. Secondly was
the unthinkable that her own children might witness her being stripped naked
and whipped. Instead of doing what she wanted to do she blindly swung at
her husband and connect not with his face but his neck. John caught off
guard fell out of his chair as his wife bolted upright and ran from the
room.
Moments later she was laying across the bed that use to her and John's
exclusively. 'Now even this is her's when she chooses' Barbara muttered out
loud as she pounded the mattress with her fists. Suddenly panic and anxiety
gripped her as she realized what she had done. Her whole body began to
tremble and quiver as she curled herself in a fetal position on the bed.
'WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NOW? IS IT ALL OVER? DO I HAVE ANY OPTIONS? OH
GOD, I'LL DIE IF I LOSE JOHN AND THE KIDS! WHAT MUST I DO?' flashed inside
her head over and over as she lay there shaking.
The bedroom door opened and closed with a bang; Barbara froze to
terrified to even move. Time seemed to stand still. She squeezed her eyes
tightly shut and held her breath and awaited her fate. 'Which one was it?
John? Cheryl? Did it really matter?.' She was to frighten to even look.
Faint and dizzy from the lack of oxygen she finally exhaled as she heard
John's voice.
"Barb, get up and 'Assume the Position'!"
Instantly she was off the bed and crouched at his feet with her arms
around his lower legs sobbing and pleading. "John Darling! ... I'm Sorry!
... I'm So Sorry! ... I din't mean to ... Please! ... Pleaseeeee Forgive
Meee! .... Please Darling Don't Leave Me! ... Don't Divorce Meeee! ...
Don't Take My Children Away! ... Pleaseeeee Don't Do This To Meeeee!"
Reaching down he grabbed her hair in both his hands and roughly forced her
head back until she was looking up at him. Barbara yelped at the sudden
pain in her scalp as John to shouted.
"SILENCE! BITCH!" He again jerked on her hair then let go as he
commanded. "Obey Me Barb! 'Assume the Position' at once!"
As she rose Barbara's fingers fumbled with the buttons of her dress. She
couldn't see through her tears and her hands were shaking. In desperation
she just ripped the dress apart as she pulled it off her shoulders. Shaking
her arms she let the tattered remains of the garment fall around her feet.
Quickly she kicked, what was three days ago a new spring dress, under the
bed. Lacing her fingers together behind her head she took her stance,
spreading her legs, her head bowed forward. Unable to control her sobbing
she just stood their wobbling as her whole body quivered in anticipation.
In silence her husband slowly began to circle her naked form. His finger
tips lightly brushed over the hillocks of her buttocks, then he was directly
in front of her. He reached down between her thighs and cup her bald mound
in his hand squeezing it before letting his finger traced the lips of her
sex. He then toyed with her nipple of her of her left breast, tweaking it
rolling it between thumb and fore finger. Despite her fear her body reacted
and both her nipples erected into hard little points.
John hooked his little finger in gold ring piercing her nipple and pulled
back commanding. "Kneel down!"
Barbara obeyed slowly sinking to her knees as he sat back on the bed,
spreading his legs wide. His finger never left the nipple ring as he
continued to pull. Barbara was now leaning froward her face less than an
inch away from her husband's crotch. She immediately began kissing and
licking the bulge in his shorts, hoping that all was forgiven and sucking
his cock would make everything alright. Her nakeness had caused his
erection so he must still desire her she reasoned. She had brought her
hands down to free his dick when he abruptly pulled her head up.
"I LOVE YOU BARBARA BUT I WILL NOT PUT UP WITH THE KIND OF SHIT THAT WENT
ON DOWNSTAIRS," he stated gazing down into her eyes. "I'M THE MAN OF THIS
HOUSE. I had planned on tell you about Friday latter tonight when we were
alone. I've told Cheryl that this is it!"
Before he could complete another word Barbara was all over him muttering
between her sobs of joy. "It's Over! It's Over! She's leaving! Cheryl's
leaving. I'll be the kind of wife you want darling! I swear I'll do
anything! Anything you want? When is she leaving?"
Roughly grabbing her shoulder John shoved her back down to the floor
barking. "GET DOWN! GET BACK IN POSITION. Hands behind your head. You
were not told to move. Silence not another word!"
"WHAT!" Barbara managed to utter in disbelief as he cupped her chin in his
hand silencing her. Using his other hand he pinched her right nipple until
she squealed in pain then he continued.
"The only thing that is over Barbara is June's use of you." John said as
he gazed down at his bewildered wife. "It's just too dangerous. Friday will
be the last adventure you will every have with June and her crowd, I promise
you that. As for the rest of your mistaken babbling, no one is leaving
unless I say so. Cheryl is your Mistress and will remain so. Do you
understand? I am YOUR HUSBAND and CHERYL is YOUR MISTRESS? You must learn
to please us both."
As his words sank in Barbara's arms dropped and all she could do was nod
her head slowly up and down. Bowing her head she just sobbed until tears
were falling on her breasts. Would this nightmare every end she wondered?
Was she doomed to being their sex-toy for the rest of her life? She only
knew she must do what she must to keep her husband and kids.
John gave her a few minutes to get the tears out of her system and resign
herself to what he telling her. After several awkward minutes he reached
forward and twisted her nipple ring to get her attention. Barbara was so
devastated that she would not even look up but only pleaded pitifully.
"PLEASEEEEEE I'll tr ... tr ... try to do my be... beeesst dear," she cried
but quickly added "Pleasseeeee don't be ... beeeeaaat me pleaseeeeee!"
But John could feel his cock twitch and throb with what he was about to
say. "You must receive punishment and discipline for what you have done.
Tonight when you report ot your Mistress, I will teach you through pain
who's who in this house. Now dress and go start supper. Tell Cheryl to
come up here we have some things to discuss."
Barbara quickly donned a t-shirt and pair of shorts and hurried to the
kitchen. While she fixed the evening meal she listen trying to make out
what was being said upstairs. Only occasionally could she hear the
mummering of their voices. After forty five minutes they both came down
stairs, John when outside to play with his children while Cheryl watched TV.
Barbara was a nervous wreck not knowing what was to happen once the kids
were in bed. Both Cheryl and John chatted about this and that all evening
as if nothing had happened. At eight-thirty John announced to the kids that
it was bed time. As soon as she kissed the kids good night she rushed to
prepare her douche and enema, but it was only as she powered her just shave
crotch that she began to tremble. Stoically she told herself that she
deserved this punishment and she would endure it without begging. 'If I
don't cry I will have a victory over Cheryl and I will prove my love for my
husband' she told herself as she tied the sash on her robe.
Barbara was blubbering and pleading incoherently as John laid the second
stroke of the cane across her titties. Her earlier promise to herself in
the bathroom vanished after the third swat of the leather paddle was applied
to her upturned buttocks almost an hour earlier. She only prayed that her
ordeal of pain would soon be over with.
After being given permission to speak from her Mistress, Barbara had
admitted her misdeeds of the afternoon and had requested that John punish
her.
John smiling accepted her apology and agreed that discipline was indeed
called for. Cheryl not wanting to be left out agreed, lecturing and
reminding the young wife of how lucky she was to have a husband such as John.
She pointed out the benefits of her marriage. How John provided for her
every need, home, clothing, money. Stripping John, Cheryl praised his
physique especially his sexual organs and his prowess as a lover. She
proved just how fortunate Barbara was by caressing and stroking John's cock
and ball making him stiffly erect and ready to fuck. Kissing the head of
John's dick, she resumed her seat saying. "Be grateful this man allows you
to be his wife. I know women who would kill just to have this hunk for his
looks. We both know he fucks like a non-stop machine."
Barbara quickly acknowledge all that Cheryl was saying about John. She
look at her husband and could see the love in his eyes. It gave her the
courage to add that she was pleased and grateful that Cheryl was now her
Mistress. Somehow she managed to tell this woman she reviled that she was
pleased and delighted that she had entered their lives. What she really
wanted to do was scratch her eyes out but instead she spoke the words she
knew Cheryl wanted to hear; the words John wanted her to say.
John ego was pumped up; at first he was tempted to go easy on Barbara.
But no, he wanted to see just how sincere and serious she was about this new
three way relations they were in.
John started out by having Barbara lay across his lap as she counted out
and thanked him for the twenty blows of the leather paddle he delivered to
her asscheeks. He felt she had taken this phase of her discipline well.
Cheryl wisely suggested a gag when Barb was draped over the saw horse. Her
legs were spread widely apart for ten lashed of the tawse to of each of her
thighs. Both the backs and insides of her thighs were nicely decorated with
welts when it was over. When the gag was removed Barbara gave up all
pretence of bravery and begged and pleaded to be spared.
Cheryl spanked her already red ass several time and admonished her "Hush
now! Kiss the strap and say 'John darling please give me five across my
butt as hard as you can. Please dear I deserve it.'"
Barbara mumbled something unintelligible. Cheryl reach down and pinched
her pussy lips saying. "Again, Barbara but slowly so John can understand
what it is that you desire him to do." Barbara howled at this new torture
but clearly repeated the words she was instructed to say.
John leaned down and kissed each of her flaming asscheeks saying. "You
don't have to count baby; just try not to make to much noise. Remember to
say thank you at the end. OK?"
Panting and sobbing Barbara answered. "Yeeees Darling. I'll try but
pleasseeee dear let this be it. I can't take any more. It hurts, it hurts
sooooo baaaaad! Pleaseeeee not to hard."
Raising the three inch wide black leather strap John smiled as Cheryl
knelt down and took his wife's head into her hands. Soon Barbara was
groaning and crying out into Cheryl mouth as the two frenched each other.
John slowly delivered the allotted strokes spacing them out allowing Barbara
to gyrated her ass around as much as she wanted. It also gave him an
opportunity to fondle his cock. He was ready to erupt but he desperately
wanted to spew his load down Barb's throat. After properly being thanked he
and Cheryl unfastened Barbara's ankles from the horse and helped her over to
the examining table. Sitting her gently down Cheryl hugged her close while
she continued to cry. John was pleased that Cheryl was showing a little
tenderness toward his mate. It meant that she wasn't the harsh, cruel,
ruthless, bitch she made herself out to be. She was caressing Barbara's
back lovingly and kissing her hair while trying to calm the near hysterical
housewife. John just watched a while as Cheryl petted his wife calming her
until she was just sniffling.
Stepping back Cheryl look at John declaring, "I think she's learned her
lesson, John. I think she knows her place now. Don't you dear?" She
cupped Barbara's chin and raised her bowed head. Barbara looked to her
husband then back to Cheryl who was knodding her head up and down. Barbara
weakly did the same. Cheryl's panties were dripping; she wanted this to
end. She wanted an orgasm and she wanted Brabara to provide it to her.
Then she wanted to humilate the young housewife by taking her husband to
her bed for the night while she stayted bound down here unable to give
herself and relief.
Moving to the end of the table John help his wife to stand. She
immediately wrapped her arms around his waist and lay her head on his
shoulder. In a faint whisper she said. "I love you. I'll try to please you
both." She was going to remain Mrs. John Morris no matter what the price.
The vile degrading sex she was forced to perform was nothing to what she had
just suffered. Yes, she would willingly be their sex-toy if it meant an end
to the excruciating pain she had just endured. John was now hugging her
everything would soon be right. She was being forgive!
John stepped back saying "I need proof of what you're saying, Barb. Ask
me to whip you tits and cunt."
Barbara's eyes went wide with shock. Cheryl had quickly moved behind her
catching her as her knees buckled. Cheryl was now leaning again the
examining table holding Barbara up. She wanted to scream 'FUCK YOU; END
THIS NOW. JUST KILL ME AND GET IT OVER WITH.' Instead she lowed her head
and chocked out. "John, please wh ... whip my ... my," taking a deep breath
she looked at her already mutilated left breast with it's gold nipple ring
and managed to utter, "tits and cunt."
Selecting a thin cane from the array of torture toys decorating the wall
he returned to the two women. Barbara had regain her strength she stood
shaking and quivering in front of Cheryl. Cheryl just stared at John's
sudden forcefulness and dominance. She had wanted his participation but not
for him to take over.
Standing parallel to his wife John lay the cane across both her breasts;
adjusting his position a little he spoke. "Raise your arms straight up
Barbara. Cheryl reach around and hold her breast from underneath please.
Barb you may scream if it helps but do not move."
Twice he raised the cane and brought it gently back to the tits. At
first Barbara followed the cane's motion but she could not make herself
watch. Closing her eyes tightly she began to pant. John poised the cane
two feet above her chest; snapping his wrist he brought it down sharply.
The cane made contact then was instantly gone. Barbara scream was indeed
ear shattering. Clutching her titties she double over moaning in agony.
John pulled her upright and pulled her arms behind her back. Look down he
closely examined the thick red line which went across both her mounds.
Raising her arm straight up he again he assume his position before speaking.
"Cheryl this time lift her tits by the nipple's." Placing the cane only
once underneath her breast he snapped his wrist before Barbara could prepare
herself. A second welt matched the first one and Barbara was unsure if her
tender twat could undergo such treatment.
Putting the cane back on the wall John selected a small six inch quirt
with multiple thongs. It would sting but cause no real damage to his wife's
pussy. Dragging a narrow padded bench to where his wife was crouch down
he turned triuamphly toward Cheryl and said. "Take your clothes off I want
Barbara's tongue in your snatch when she feels this on her tender little
puss. I sure you could use a cum; I know I'm about to pop a nut. Barb
screamed so loud awhile ago I sure my load of spunk is going to feel
refreshing bathing her sore throat."
As soon as Cheryl was nude, John instructed Barbara to lay on her back on
the bench. Cheryl straddle the bench and Barb's head her pussy only inches
away. Glancing up at the damp and matted pubic hair and swollen lips of her
Mistress's gash made her stomach heave. This girl was actually sexually
excited at see her hurt. Closing her eyes she tried to escape what she was
expected to do. Inhaling only confirmed what she had already seen.
Cheryl's pussy was ready to be satisfied. Cheryl's arms where now hooked
behind her knees and she was spreading her thighs wide apart. Her own cunt
was now open and vulnerable. John was licking her bald mound and using his
tongue on her clitoris. She tried to ignore what he was doing but again her
body betrayed her. Her clit was stiffing and emerging from it's protective
hood.
John gave her clit a final lick before telling her. "Please Your
Mistress, Barbara. Make her cum; baby. Take these three little strokes to
your own beautifully shaved sex and I'll know that you truly love me."
Slipping a finger up his wife's hole he quickly sucked her sweet cream from
his finger as he moaned. "OOOOHHHH BABY! I L O V E Y O U! Now bury your
tongue deep inside Cheryl's pus."
Barbara obeyed her husband. John drew back and struck rapidly. A
mixture of sound filled the soundproof room. The quirt landing on Barbara's
shaved sex; her screaming into Cheryl's pussy and Cheryl shrieking in
orgasm. John wasted no time devouring his wife's red and throbbing quim;
before Cheryl's ecstasy could be heard dying away Barbara was moaning
through her own climax. By far Barb knew it was the most intense and
fulfilling orgasm she had every experienced.
As soon as Cheryl lifed her hips up, John was spreading Barbara's lips
apart with his fingers as he fed her his cock. As his dick slid along her
tongue toward her throat he could feel his nuts contract and his cock head
begin to tingle and throb. "SUCK BABY! SUUUCCCK" he pleaded. He erupted
with his shaft only half way down her throat. Spurt after spurt of white
gooey sperm bathed Barbara's sore vocal cords. For several minutes not a
word was spoken the only audible sound was that of heavy breathing.
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Possible Adventures for Barbara
1- The Regression * June and her friends turn Barbara into a two year old
for their reunion. John and Cheryl are so entralled they make her into
baby Barbie for a few weeks of fun and games.
2- The Vacation * Cheryl and John take off for a fun fill sexual holiday in
Mexico leaving Beth in charge of Barbara. Beth will introduce Barb to
her new love Doctor Linda and her slave stepdaughter Megan.
3- Revelations * Before being sold to Beth and her lover Barbara must bear
and raise a child for Cheryl and John. The child will be created from
Cheryl's own egg and John's sperm in Doctor Linda's lab perhaps. Barbara
admits she is a daughter of Sapho and falls madly in love with Megan and
desires nothing more than joining her love as a slave to Mistress Beth
and Doctor Linda.
All of the above is just one possible story line to keep this series going.
If anyone would like to make suggestions as to possible plots and idea leave
the as a C-ATONE# file.
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