Housewife's Awakening
(MF, F+/F, wife, reluctant, humiliation, spanking, toys, exhibition,
interracial)
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Chapter Eleven - Amber's Fury
By WF
Amber walked back to the laundry room to find her uncle still lying on the make
shift bed in the corner. He was naked except for a cock cage that she had
padlocked to him during his sleep. This wasn't just any cock cage. It was
specially lined with tiny spikes that would eat into the sensitive skin
outlining the shaft of the encased penis if it were to become erect. It
wouldn't cause any permanent damage, but could be extremely uncomfortable for
the unfortunate soul who became excited while in it's confines.
Amber leaned against the doorframe and watched her uncle sleeping. His legs
were stretched out and his arms were folded around his chest. She noted that
his light brown hair was disheveled in a kind of sexy way. For an older guy,
she thought her uncle was kind of hot, even if he wasn't really her type.
She almost laughed out loud as she thought of the pain her uncle was about to
find himself in. He would be fine as long as he remained calm, but she was
going to do her best to excite him and Amber had not yet met a man that she
couldn't play. For years she had been manipulating the male species.
Amber used to be embarrassed at the ways guys would check her out when she wore
short shorts, but not any more. She liked being hot. She learned to enjoy
having people, boys, men, or even women, get real interested in her ass, which
she considers her best feature. It allowed her to take advantage and she
intended to use what nature gave her to the fullest. There wasn't a man who had
seen her that didn't want her, including the teachers and priests in the schools
and churches of her childhood. And she even found that she brings secret
desires to the surface in many women as well.
"Uncle Brett, time to get up. You're going to be late for work if you don't get
up sleepy head," she said softly as she stood by the end of the bed looking down
on him.
"W-what..." Brett tried to make sense of his surroundings as his eyes began to
open. Slowly the events of last night came back to him as his eyes began to
focus. The absolute humiliation he felt at watching his wife, who he
worshipped, beg another man to fuck her came sweeping back to him as his stomach
immediately became tied in knots.
"You better get going my sweet slut boy. You don't want to be late for work.
If you have a good day today, Stephanie and I have a nice little surprise in
store for you when you get home tonight." Amber noticed him looking at his
imprisoned penis in wonder. "Oh, that is just to ensure that you are a good boy
today. You can take a piss out of the end, but it will keep you from playing
with that nasty little thing. I know your dirty little mind and if left to your
own devices you would be tempted to whack that thing off thinking about your
'innocent' little teenage nieces. You would like to do that now, wouldn't you?"
Dumbfounded, Brett arched his back to lift himself off the make shift bed. As
he lifted himself up his eyes began to focus on his blonde teenage tormentor.
Brett couldn't help but notice that the bottoms of her firm breasts were visible
under the tight pink halter-top that fit her like a second skin. Her swollen
pointy nipples were clearly visible through the stretched material on either
side of the playboy bunny that was nestled between her small but proud knockers.
Brett couldn't help but notice her exposed belly as well. It was tight with
soft defined abs. And her legs were sculpted with beautiful thigh and calf
muscles, and her ass was hard and round. This little girl really enjoyed
showing off her body. She was an absolute wet dream.
Amber turned around and made a production of looking for something on one of the
top shelves. As she stretched, her halter rode up her breasts until Brett got a
good view of the lower part of her aureoles. That's why Amber wore this outfit.
She felt her nipples stiffen as the cool air hit her exposed breasts. Brett
couldn't help but openly stare at them as he felt his cock begin to grow.
Feeling the heat of her uncle's stare, Amber moved her attention to a lower
shelf. This arched her backside up and she kept moving it around a little.
Nothing obvious, but nothing subtle either. A mischievous grin crossed her face
as she envisioned what was about to happen to her unsuspecting uncle.
As Brett's attention was drawn to his niece's ass he noticed the black lettering
pasted across her small gray cotton shorts spelling the word BITCH across her
two perfect globes. The shorts rode low on her hips and the straps of her light
blue thong were clearly visible crossing each hip. Brett thought that she was
damn sexy, but that he had better quit staring before he got himself in trouble.
But before he could divert his gaze, his cock grew to full mast causing the
spikes in the cock cage to dig painfully into the sides of his engorged member.
"AAAWWWW.....OOOWWW! What the fuck? Shit! What's happening?" He exclaimed as
a terrible pain shot up and down his prick.
"That uncle dear, is your punishment for thinking awful dirty thoughts about
your 'sweet' little teenage niece." Amber teased as an evil smile spread across
her beautiful face.
Brett doubled over in pain before delicately responding, "But how am I supposed
to not get turned on when you're parading around in front of me like this?"
Amber put on a wide-eyed innocent face, "You mean I turn you on, Uncle Brett?"
The shooting pain caused Brett to be at a loss for words. He kept his eyes shut
as his cock quickly wilted and the pain subsided.
Amber laughed inwardly at her uncle's predicament, but she wasn't done playing
yet. "I'm sorry, now get upstairs and off to work with you."
Brett gingerly got to his feet before turning to head upstairs. Amber stopped
him by pulling on his shoulder and told him that she had one question that he
had to answer for her first. Not wanting to anger his temptress, he stopped and
turned around.
Amber looked at him with her piercing blue eyes. She opened her lips with a
loose pout and slowly tugged the halter up over her firm breasts. She felt the
cool air wash over her hard nipples. "Do you like my little titties?" She
cooed, teasing her right nipple with the fingers of her left hand.
Immediately, Brett felt his cock come to life again.
"Noooooo...oooohhhhh...no....please...no more!" He screamed as his cock once
again felt as though it were on fire.
"You're trying my patience, and it is already short! I've told you to stop
thinking dirty thoughts about me, but your doing it again. Now go get dressed
and off to work. Be home by 6:00, not one second later because Stephanie and I
have something VERY special lined up for you tonight."
Brett looked up to see an almost demonic sneer on his niece's face as she exited
the laundry room and his penis mercifully became flaccid again.
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As the mid afternoon sun struggles to break through the enclosed window shades
of the Andrews' master bedroom, Debbie begins to slowly awaken. Her mind sifts
through all the awful and degrading things she has been forced to do this past
week. Her head is throbbing and her body thoroughly exhausted from the events
of last evening. She still finds it hard to believe all the humiliating acts
that her nieces have subjected her to this week. Stripping for money, dressing
like a total slut, giving the paperboy a blow-job, parading around the mall
trading her sexual favors for merchandise, and last night worse of all,
betraying her husband in the most intimate of manners.
This act of betrayal was the hardest for Debbie to accept. Her nieces had
forced her to do all those other appalling things. But last night was
different. She might have been led into a compromising position, but she acted
of her own accord. It was she who allowed her passion and lust to overtake her.
It was she who yelled out for more, as the magnificent black man fucked her in
front of her watchful husband. How had she allowed this to happen?
Just one week ago she was a happily married woman, attentive mother, PTA member,
and active in her church. As Debbie continues to ponder her situation she
stretches across her bed and looks at the clock. It shows 2:00p.m.
Panic sets in as she realizes what time it is. Despite her massive headache,
she springs to the floor to check on her children. She is still naked, as
neither of the girls had chosen her clothes for the day. Terrible pangs of
guilt overtake her as she realizes that she failed to take care of her children.
"I'm an awful mother. I can't believe that I slept so late. I don't even know
how I got home last night. Brett's side of the bed doesn't look like he slept
there. I wonder if he came home?"
Panic sets in as she looks up to see a photograph stuck on her bedroom wall of
some bimbo with 'porn star blonde' hair sucking a giant black cock with rampant
enthusiasm. Debbie shakes her head in confusion as she looks at her reflection
in the bedroom vanity mirror. She then realizes that the bimbo in the picture
is herself. "What if the kids see this? I can't believe the girls would be
this mean as to humiliate me in front of my family." Debbie thought to herself
as she pulled the obscene photo from the wall, tearing it to tiny pieces.
Debbie looks up to see another picture, documenting her obscene performance last
night, hanging in the hallway. She panics and snatches the photograph, then
there is another and another. The girls have laid a trail of pictures
throughout the Andrews' household, which leads Debbie to the living room where
the girls are waiting for her.
An audible gasp escaped from her mouth as Debbie heard both of her teenage
tormentors commenting on a performance on the TV. A deep sinking feeling set in
as she watched herself on the screen in the throes of orgasm as the powerful,
black Malcolm pumped a load of cum deep into her white womb. Tears began to
well up as Amber turned around.
"About time you got up, sleepy head." Amber offers as Debbie clutches the vile
photographs to her heaving chest. "We were just discussing your busy itinerary
for today."
Momentarily forgetting her training, Debbie in her panicked state let some of
her old spirit escape. "Where are my children? Look, I don't have time for
your games today. This has gone way too far. Did the kids see any of this
smut? Where is my husband? It didn't look like he came home last night."
Debbie anxiously inquired.
"You needn't concern yourself with the kids or your husband for that matter.
Since you neglected to take care of your children, the new nanny got them ready
and off to school this morning. We told them that you were very sick and that
until you felt better, the nanny would be taking care of them. So don't worry,
she will pick them up later today since you will be indisposed." Stephanie said
with a knowing smirk. "As for Brett, he came home last night, but decided to
sleep in another room. He said that he couldn't stand to be around such a
filthy cock-sucking whore."
A visibly perplexed Debbie questioned the girls further. "What nanny? We don't
have a nanny. Quit kidding around with me. This isn't funny."
Stephanie slowly raises off the sofa, towering over her petite aunt as if to
remind her of her superiority. "We decided that you have more important things
to do than looking after your family and home. We hired a nanny to take care of
everything. You don't need to worry your pretty little head about those types
of things any longer. You should really thank us. Now you can put all your
efforts into being the best brainless slut and teenage whore that you can be."
"This way you'll have more time for your training sessions and to raise money to
win our little game." Amber said with a playful wink and a smile. "And don't
worry about Brett, we'll take good care of him."
"That reminds me, we do owe you for last night's activities, now don't we? If I
remember correctly, you were to be paid $300 dollars for the photo shoot.
Weren't you?" Stephanie sincerely inquired.
Debbie knew that $300 was little compensation for what she had to endure. But
it would go a long way in helping her earn her freedom. With the $220 that she
was allowed to keep from her initial stripping adventure, she would be halfway
home. A small smile started to form as she thought about getting control of her
life back.
"Oh, but we do need to deduct your expenses that you owe, per your contract.
Let's see you need to pay for your agent, manager, wardrobe, talent, and we
can't forget your makeover. Here is your 'fee' for the photo session."
Stephanie says with a beaming smile while she ponders the thousands of dollars
that she will make off of Debbie's photos that are already on their way to
multiple magazines and web sites.
Debbie's mouth sagged open in disbelief at Stephanie's words. She could not
believe her ears. She shrank back, lips quivering. "No" she whispered. "This
can't be t-true." Debbie sobbed as she clutches at the $15 that is offered.
"It's so unfair. How am I ever going to earn enough money at this rate."
Stephanie and Amber console their despondent aunt by cruelly telling her that
she will get lots of other opportunities to make money. They already have
another booking for her (this time video). And since it's Friday, she has
another engagement at the strip club, followed by a private party.
"And another thing." Stephanie taunt's her aunt while she walks around her
assessing her naked body. "We need to do something about this body of yours.
While your tits are high and firm, they would look even larger if you slimmed
down your torso. And while we're at it, we also need to slim down those hips of
yours. And while I personally like your little ass and legs, you have to admit
that they could use some toning. After all it's not like you're a teenager
anymore."
"From now on you are to follow a very strict diet and exercise program. You
will work out each and every morning. If you fail to complete your workout
routine to our satisfaction you will be severely punished. I want you to
develop a strong washboard stomach so that you can wear all the mid-drift baring
outfits that the kids are so found of these days. So you will do 250 sit ups
each day."
"You will also have daily running and weight workouts as well." Amber
interjected. "Don't worry we've written down everything that is expected of you
in this little book. After all, it would be unfair of us to expect your little
brain to be able to remember."
"Now get your nasty ass up on this scale." Stephanie ordered while she took
down Debbie's measurements. "These exercises better work, or you will be
subject to a cosmetic surgeons knife." Stephanie was intentionally playing on
her aunt's insecurities knowing that she doesn't like doctors and is deathly
afraid of any kind of surgery. "Doesn't really matter to me how you get there,
either way you are going to develop the hot little body that we want you to
have."
"You will be able to make every cock in the room immediately stand at attention
by the time we get through with you." Amber added through her thin smile. "You
will be the ultimate cock tease."
Debbie felt dizzy with the new turn of events. Hadn't the girls taken over
enough of her life already? Now they wanted to control her body structure as
well. If they wanted her to exercise, she was resolved to exercise like mad.
Not to please her mistresses, but to avoid the surgeon's knife at all cost.
Numb with the new turn of events, Debbie lowers her head in defeat. She had
never felt so lost and alone in all her life. "Why was this happening to me?
What have I done to deserve this?"
Stephanie and Amber watch intently as Debbie gradually lowers her eyes in
submission, keeping them down cast, not daring to look her nieces in the eye.
Her beautiful hazel eyes shown as she began to spill tears. But even still,
Stephanie was able to note a small flash of defiance through Debbie's tears.
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Catlike in her speed, Stephanie reached out and unleashed a series of tooth
rattling slaps across her stunned aunt's face.
SMACK! SMACK!
Debbie's head recoiled as she felt the impact of the blows. She gasped in
shock, as Stephanie gripped her chin in her strong hand, forcing Debbie to look
her in the eye. Debbie shuddered and tried to pull away, but Stephanie held her
in place. Her burning cheeks told her that it was futile to struggle.
"Looks like our pet has forgotten her training. After all we've done for her,
you would think she would be more considerate. Amber, secure the little slut."
Amber placed a steel collar around her aunt's neck and locked it shut with a
loud click. The collar was very tight around Debbie's neck. There was now
visible terror in her eyes. Amber grabbed Debbie's tiny wrist and fastened it
into a manacle on the side of the collar. Again there was a loud click. She then
repeated the same procedure with the other wrist. Debbie stood still in stark
terror. Her wrists were now locked to a steel collar, which was locked around
her neck.
Stephanie approached her quivering aunt and slowly ran her fingers up her legs
in a series of light strokes, sending shooting sensations straight through the
bewildered housewife's body. As Stephanie's fingers approached Debbie's upper
thighs and the bottom of her ass, Debbie's breathing became irregular and she
couldn't help but let out a soft yelp followed by a deep groan. Debbie couldn't
help thinking to herself. "I can't believe that in spite of my humiliated
condition, my body is responding to her touch with an intensity that really
scares me."
Her fingers continue to travel up her aunt's body skipping her crotch but
circling her stomach and sides. By the time Stephanie's wicked fingers drew a
light trail around her breasts, she had gained complete control of Debbie's
body's sexual responses. Sensing her victory, Stephanie tickled her hardening
nipples into long, hard nubs that ached for more demanding attention.
But her fingers didn't linger for very long as they rose even higher, over her
shoulders and up the sensitive sides of her collared neck. Her fingers then
slid down her back until they reached her ass, causing an involuntary tensing of
Debbie's lush bottom. Stephanie lingered on her ass, drawing the lightest
little circles over both clenched cheeks. As she reached the back of her thighs
and knees, Debbie thought she would faint from the erotic sensations coursing
through her body.
Stephanie repeated her teasing probe again. By the time she started for the
third lap, she sensed her aunt was a quivering mess. She really loved playing
with her prey. There was nothing quite like the feeling of having absolute
power over another human being.
Debbie couldn't believe that her body was betraying her so completely. "My
pussy is aching for some contact. I can feel my clit throbbing along with my
pounding heart. What is happening to me? Is there something wrong with me?
I'm not really a slut? I know I'm not. But why am I acting this way?"
On the third time through Stephanie paid attention to Debbie's cunt. She
lightly traced her fingers around the outside of her labia sending shivers of
pleasure through Debbie's oversensitive skin. Her pussy was leaking her womanly
cream, despite her best efforts to control herself.
"Look how wet you are. You are such a horny little slut. You must love being
under our control. Now, open your mouth and suck my fingers, slut." Stephanie
ordered as she lifted her sex-coated fingers up to her mouth. Debbie thought
about keeping her mouth shut, but she didn't want to add to the punishment that
she was sure was coming. So she opened her mouth wide as Stephanie ran her wet
fingers all around her mouth. As Stephanie watched her aunt bathe her fingers
of her own sexual excitement, she saw her aunt's eyes welling up with tears
again.
"Don't you worry Auntie Slut, by the end of today you will do lots more things
that you would never have believed possible. From now on, you will no longer
control your desires and excitement. Amber and I will control them for you.
All you have to do is follow direction. Just stop thinking and you will be
fine. Now Amber, take our nasty little slut to the training room. She
obviously needs reminding of her place." Stephanie decreed with a devilish
tone.
"N-No...please...oh no," Debbie whimpered.
"You're coming with me Auntie slut," said Amber. "And you had better be fucking
quiet!" she barked. "I've had enough of your hysterics. Soon, you'll have
something to cry about, but not yet!"
Amber attached a leash to the steel collar before violently yanking the crushed
housewife forward. Debbie is hauled off to the garage, which has been
transformed into a training room. She can't get over the dramatic changes. The
walls and floor have been redone to appear as though they were made of stone.
There were no windows visible. And across the ceiling were heavy beams, from
which Debbie could see chains and manacles hanging down menacingly. Around the
walls were various pieces of equipment whose purpose Debbie did not know. She
shuddered with fear as she realized she was entering Stephanie and Amber's
dungeon and what was sure to be her personal hell.
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Amber led Debbie to the center of the room before ordering, "Stand still and try
to be a good pet."
She then walked over to the far wall and studied the many objects on display
before selecting a long thin leather encased switch.
Amber informed her aunt that is was time to further her training as she
menacingly flicked the switch.
"Get your back straight Auntie slut," she barked, "and pull your shoulders back.
Stick your tits as far forward as possible. Haven't we been through this
before?"
Debbie bit her lip and blushed as she thought of the lewd display she was making
of her body. The shame of it! But she did as she was told. She knew better
than to cross this girl.
"What are you blushing for?" demanded Amber.
Debbie blushed even deeper. "I...I don't know," she whimpered.
"Don't know...what?"
"I don't know, Mistress Amber."
"It's good to see that you haven't forgotten ALL of your training. But I'm
fucking warning you Auntie slut, you had better not forget yourself again,"
threatened Amber.
"It is your responsibility to display yourself to full advantage at all times.
You must make sure that everyone knows what a hot slut you have become. You
have a pair of tits to be proud of, so stick them out. Understand?"
"Y-Yes...M-Mistress Amber," she managed to answer.
Amber kept her in the same position, with her breasts thrusting outward for a
couple more minutes. It wasn't until Amber could see perspiration begin to form
on Debbie's brow and flow down her beautiful face before falling unto her
outstretched tits that she finally released Debbie's wrist from the manacles
attached to the collar around her neck. She then unlocked the collar and placed
it on one of the many hooks that hung on the wall.
"Now don't move a muscle you stupid cunt." Amber commanded as she noticed the
look of absolute horror starting to show in her pet's face. She grabbed a
bottle of lubricant from one of the newly installed shelves and began to apply
it to a red tapered butt plug.
Amber motioned for Debbie to bend over and spread her ass cheeks wide. Debbie
quickly bent over with her legs apart, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and
spread her ass as wide as she could. Her pink anal ring was now totally exposed
to her mistress' glare. Despite being placed in such a degrading position,
Debbie was only mindful of the stark anger that twinkled in her mistress' blue
eyes.
Amber made sure her index finger was well lubricated, then rammed it all the way
up her pet's rectum. Debbie let out a low grunt but otherwise didn't flinch
much. Amber worked her finger in and out of her tight asshole until she felt it
was stretched enough to start with the butt plug. She placed the tip of the
first tapered ring against her anus and began to push. The first ring plopped
into her rectum without much resistance. Her asshole was now stretched around
the one-inch diameter shaft and the first tapered ring was firmly lodged in her
rectum.
Before Debbie could catch her breath, Amber began to push on the plug again.
This time there was a little more resistance. She heard Debbie give another low
grunt, and the second tapered ring plopped into her rectum. Her asshole was now
stretched around the one and a half-inch shaft. She immediately started pushing
again and Debbie started a low whispered whining. Amber imagined the pressure
of the two and a half-inch diameter tapered ring in her aunt's beautiful
asshole. She was certain that Debbie was feeling more pain than pleasure as the
butt plug refused to yield to her violated hole.
Suddenly, Debbie grunted as the last ring was forced into her asshole as it was
swallowed up with a loud, plopping sound. The sound of the plopping was so loud
that it echoed with the dungeon-like room. Debbie's asshole now firmly grasped
around the last 2-inch shaft of the butt plug between the largest ring and its
base. Amber tugged on the base of the plug and was amazingly surprised at how
snug Debbie's sphincter muscles held onto the invader. The last ring was lodged
firmly in her tight rectum and it was going to take a strong pull to get it out
of there. Debbie felt immense discomfort as if she had a log shoved up her ass,
although the butt plug measured seven inches from the tip to the base. She was
also ashamed that the plug in her ass was giving her twinges of pleasure she has
never imagined possible.
Amber motioned for her to stand up. At first Debbie was standing awkwardly with
her back arched and her butt sticking out. Amber almost laughed when she
realized she looked like she had a stick up her ass. "Stand up straight you fat
cow."
With what looked like great effort, Debbie finally squeezed her ass cheeks
together as hard as she could and returned to a semi-normal posture with her
breasts lewdly thrust outward. Amber could barely see the base of the butt plug
squeezed tightly between her ass cheeks.
"Auntie Slut, I do love you, you know. What I'm doing to you is for your own
good. You need to learn to follow directions." Amber said as she let her left
hand slide down over her aunt's ass, down into her crack where her butt plug was
straining at her tight anus. "For a reminder, you will need to keep this inside
you until I say you can remove it."
Debbie squirmed a bit as Amber idly played with the butt plug. "Do you
understand what I'm telling you?" Amber said as she pulled hard on the butt
plug, allowing a half-inch of it's length to come out before shoving it back in.
"Yes Mistress, unhh," the degraded housewife managed to spit out as she squirmed
against the anal fucking she was receiving.
"Good little slutty pet," Amber whispered as she leaned down and tongue kissed
her deeply humiliated aunt as she started to slowly fuck her ass with the
tapered plug. She pulled the naked woman tightly against her as she forced the
plug back in fully, demonstrating her superiority. Amber continued, enjoying
the mews of pleasure escaping from Debbie as the tapered rings of the butt plug
now easily slipped in and out of her aunt's tortured asshole.
Suddenly, Amber grabs Debbie by the roots of her hair and pulls the confused
woman across the training room. Debbie is thrown against a T post, where Amber
quickly and expertly fastens her hands behind the post.
"Spread your legs. NOW!" Amber yells as she kicks at her aunt's trembling legs.
Debbie looks down to see Amber fastening an ankle restraint around each of her
legs. She then stretched her poor aunt's legs even farther apart as she
shackles each leg to hooks secured in the new stone flooring.
Debbie flinches as Amber takes the end of the switch and slowly rubs it down the
center of her defenseless body. She circles each proud mound of flesh before
sliding it between her painfully outstretched legs.
"You have so much to learn my little slut. You will be trained to please both
men and woman. Your body should be alluring at all times. Your eyes should be
inviting and your dress should be revealing. Your cunt should be welcoming to
all who choose to use it. Your nasty little cunt should always try to grip and
message to provide maximum pleasure for all cocks that you have the pleasure to
entertain. I will not rest until you are the best cunt licking, cock sucking,
fuck in the entire world."
As Amber instructs her pupil, her hand moves down to her exposed clit. She
pulls the hood aside and begins to rub her throbbing button. Upon seeing the
size of her clit, Debbie let's out a gasp. It was larger than she had ever seen
it. It was sticking out erect like the tip of a finger. It was so sensitive
right now that Debbie knew she would cum in just a moment or two if she
continued her attentions.
But just as Debbie was about to climax, Amber slid her hand down to her drenched
cunt before inserting two fingers. Amber sawed her fingers in and out of
Debbie's dripping hot sex while she continued to cultivate her aunt's
masochistic side.
As Amber starts to play with her pet's breasts she continues to thrust her
fingers into her cunt. She suddenly realizes that Debbie is unconsciously
trying to squeeze her fingers as they continue to plunge deeper and deeper into
her exposed cunt. Amber can't suppress the wicked grin that escapes upon
realizing that her slave is now unconsciously following her orders.
"I can' believe how my body is betraying me. I shouldn't be enjoying this. I
shouldn't be getting pleasure from someone who is ruining my life. However, I
am more excited than I have ever been. I need to cum so badly." Debbie laments
as Amber continues to play with her bare body.
The frustrated housewife can feel her orgasm fast approaching and just as she is
about to climax, her tormentor removes her hand from her sopping pussy.
Debbie's hips immediately buck forward, trying to hump her mistress' retreating
hand.
Amber laughs at her before taunting. "You want to cum, don't you my horny
slut?" Debbie's whole body was vibrating from the orgasm she was denied.
"Answer me. You want to cum more than you ever have in your entire life?"
"Y-Yes, Mistress Amber."
"Yes what, stupid slut?"
"Yes, I want to cum, Mistress Amber."
"Beg for it Auntie Slut."
"Pl-please make me cum. Gawd, how I need to cum. I will be a good slave girl
for you. JUST PLEASE LET ME CUM!!!"
"You must really want it bad. I always thought you were a bit of a slut, but
boy was I wrong. You are a sex crazed super slut." Amber teased her captive as
she untied her arms and released her legs.
"Now, get down on your hands and knees you stupid whore," Amber forcefully
ordered.
Dejectedly, Debbie fell on to her hands and knees. Her long blond hair falling
wildly over her face. She felt even more shame and humiliation than she
thought possible. She wanted nothing more than to rub her clit until she had the
orgasm of a lifetime. But she must fight the temptation...
"No, not like that," said Amber. "Get your head up."
Debbie's head shot up. She choked. How humiliating this was for her. To be
ordered to pose like some kind of animal. She flinched as Amber tapped the
small of her back with her switch.
"Dip more there," she ordered.
Debbie dipped her back.
"The object of that," said Amber, "is to give your ass a more thrust up
appearance, but at the same time, you must make an effort to stick your bottom
up."
Debbie moaned. How disgusting, how totally disgusting! She found it virtually
impossible to force herself into such a degrading posture. At least, she
thought she couldn't do it, until Mistress Amber who had moved around behind
her, gave her a full throttle whip with the switch across her exposed ass.
Debbie uttered a piercing shriek and fell down on the stone floor, crushing her
breasts beneath her. Her hands clutched at her inflamed bottom.
"Stupid slut, do as you're told!" Amber's voice shot out above the cries of
pain as Debbie twisted and turned, her ass squirming as she absorbed the
dreadful pain. "How many times do I have to tell you?"
"Ohhh...nooooo," she sobbed as she struggled to regain her posture.
"Up, up on your hands and knees," Amber commanded. Her switch flicked,
whistling through the air. Debbie thought she was about to get another lash so
she forced herself back up on to her hands and knees as she sobbed pitifully.
"Now do as I told you," said Amber. "Stick that ass up in the air like you were
last night when Malcolm was fucking you."
This time Debbie did not find it so impossible to degrade herself. Her head
jerked up, her back dipped, and her shapely ass came thrusting up invitingly.
She was resolved to avoid the switch at all cost.
"That's better you stupid cock sucking whore," said Amber. "Next time, do as
you're told immediately and without hesitation. I always knew you were kind of
slow, but I never imagined that you were really this stupid."
Amber made her stay in that posture for a full ten minutes. Debbie was still
sobbing the entire time as she began to recall the events of last night. "I
can't believe I betrayed my husband like that. He must have been so hurt seeing
me cavorting like a total cock starved whore. I must be the worst mother and
wife in the entire world. No wonder he doesn't want me anymore."
"Open your legs," Amber suddenly ordered. A spasm passed through Debbie as her
modesty temporarily overcame her.
SWEEEEP_SMACK!
The switch dug deep into the soft flesh of Debbie's ass sending her sprawling
and writhing in pain. But this time, Amber didn't stop there. She administered
four more vicious blows across the tops of Debbie's thighs as she lay there
twisting and crying.
Debbie's mouth gaped open with her screams of torment.
SWEEEEP_SMACK!
"Noooooo...oooohhhhh...no....please....please...no!" She screamed as the leather
encased switch landed on her exposed flesh again.
"Defiant slut!" hissed Amber. "I'll teach you what happens if you defy me!"
"No...no....please!" Debbie begged.
"Get up on your hands and knees."
Debbie forced herself up again. Her bottom was burning and her back ached from
holding herself in position.
"Open your legs!"
Debbie dared not hesitate. She didn't want to feel the switch again. With a
groan she opened her legs for her demanding niece.
"Wider than that!"
Degradingly, Debbie opened her legs to full stretch while she kept her back
dipped and bottom thrust upward.
"Keep your ass up in the air!"
Groaning again, Debbie forced it up even higher.
"That's better. Now when I say 'assume the position' this is the correct
posture that you should take. If you fail to obey me without pause or
hesitation, you will be severely punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress Amber."
Amber smiled and kept her pet in that position for what seemed like an eternity
to the humiliated housewife.
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Just when Debbie thought she couldn't hold her pose any longer, Amber ordered
her to rise. Debbie steadied herself and slowly rose to her feet. She was very
careful to make sure her breasts were thrust out and back arched. She was
deathly afraid of Amber's switch and didn't want to give her a reason to use it
on her poor backside again.
"Stick out your hands." Mistress Amber commanded. Debbie immediately complied.
The metal of the handcuffs she placed on her wrists where cold and the shock of
hearing the locks snap shut jerked Debbie's head up. Amber grasped her slave's
outstretched hands and hooked the links between the cuffs to a chain attached to
a hook in a beam running along the ceiling.
Amber then pulled on the chain tightening it until Debbie's hands slowly raised
above her head. She kept pulling on the chain until her aunt's body was
stretched taunt with only the balls of her feet touching the cold hard floor.
Debbie had never felt so exposed or vulnerable in all her life. She was
completely at the mercy of her sadistic niece.
Amber reached down and took a blindfold from a table and covered Debbie's tear
streaked eyes. She then fastened a leather slave collar around her neck and a
leather belt around her waist. She attached two leg cuffs to her ankles before
spreading Debbie's quivering legs painfully apart, clipping them to a post. She
was now hanging, completely immobile. The final touch was a pink ball gag that
was inserted into the bewildered housewife's shocked mouth.
A shiver of fearful anticipation ran down Debbie's back. "I have no idea what
Amber's sick mind has in store for me. I must obey her and please her so I can
avoid any further punishment. What is she going to do to me? How long have I
been hanging here? God please help me!" Debbie didn't know how long she had
been hanging that way, completely exposed to her every whim. It wasn't long, but
it felt like hours to her as her shoulders and arms started to hurt from
supporting the weight of her body.
Amber then leaned down and once again started to play with Debbie's clit. "Look
at the size of your clit, slut. It must be twice the size of mine. You are
just built for sex, aren't you?"
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Amber tapped Debbie's ass lightly with a riding crop. Debbie was scared.
Actually, she was more than scared, she was terrified. Of the two girls, Amber
was much more sadistic than her older sister. Debbie wasn't sure if she could
survive Amber's fury and wished that Mistress Stephanie would come to her
rescue.
"I'm going to teach you to obey," Amber said softly, and that made Debbie wince.
She didn't want her lovely ass subjected to the severe punishment that this girl
was so ready and eager to give her. She didn't want to feel the merciless
cutting and slashing that she was sure to encounter. But she was helpless.
"How can I get out of this mess. There must be an answer." But she couldn't
come up with any answers, she really couldn't.
As Debbie held her breath in the dimly lit, cool training room, she waited
patiently for what she knew had to come. But nothing, and then...
WHACK! SMACK! WHACK!
"You didn't really think your actions of this morning would go unnoticed and
uncorrected, now did you?" Amber hissed as she applied the crop to Debbie's
back. "You should have thought about your actions before coming downstairs in
hysterics this morning."
Debbie thought the crop was even worse than Stephanie's whip! It was made of a
hard, unbendable type of material, and each time it hit her, she had to jump
even harder and faster than the last time. Each time she was smacked, she
bucked herself and kicked vainly in her bounds. Over and over and over again
Amber beat her aunt's outstretched body.
WHACK! THWACK! SMACK! WHACK!
Debbie was frantically moving her hips trying in vain to avoid the sting of the
crop. Her body flailed away wildly as Amber continued to punish her until
finally Debbie's body was humping regularly and steadily, even when it wasn't
being beat. She was groaning and salivating, dripping spit out of the side of
the ball gag as she hopelessly took her punishment.
A thin sadistic smile flickered over Amber's lips as she moved around to
Debbie's front before viscously striking her vulnerable and sensitive breasts
with the crop.
"You stupid," WHACK! "disobedient," SMACK! "fucking," THWACK! "bitch!" WHACK!
There was a sound in Amber's voice that was so terrifying to Debbie she didn't
even want to think about it. It was as if she were in another world, getting
off on this whipping, creaming and cumming and not at all aware there was a
person taking the beating. God, it was too much, until finally Amber stopped.
Debbie felt herself slumping over as much as she could in the position her body
was in. She was trying so hard to catch her breath.
Surveying her work, Amber smiled as she watched her aunt's body hanging limply
from her bounds. "I bet the bitch will jump to it now." She then left the
garage to get her older sister.
To be continued... If you have any story line ideas for future chapters, or
would like to comment on the story please e-mail me at wifefantasy@hotmail.com.
