Sharon's husband Joe ran across this opportunity to purchase a business that seemed like a profitable venture. All he needed was $50,000 to do it. He spoke with my husband John about it and the two of them agreed to put up $30,000 each, $50,000 to purchase the company and $10,000 for operating expense. John was very excited about it because it was something he always wanted to do and he would be working with his best friend.

The only problem we had was coming up with the money. We could do it but it would mean draining our savings and borrowing on our house. Still it seemed worth it so that was what we did.

The two men purchased the company and my husband John quickly found out what a fraud Joe was. Joe used our money to put down on the company and financed the business to cover the remainder. He never put a dime up himself. While we were struggling with a higher house payment and no savings, Joe was drawing a big salary from the company and writing himself bonus checks whenever he needed more money. Things went from bad to worse. Joe was not only bleeding their company, he also managed to force my husband completely out of it. The friendship was over and our money was gone. It took several years for us to dig out of that financial hole and we were bitter.

Even though I hated her husband for what had happened, I never held Sharon responsible and we still got along. Then one day she casually mentioned about how well the business was doing now that her husband was running it himself. I blew up. We had been swindled and she seemed to be bragging about it. Our friendship ended there on a bitter note.

Several years went by with us never forgetting about how our "friends" had used us. Everytime John would have a few drinks, he would rant and rave about what had happened. It wasn't as much the money as it was the complete betrayal.

We still had a lot of mutual friends with Sharon and Joe. One of them. Gary, told us about a party Sharon and Joe were having and of course we weren't invited. On the day that party was supposed to happen, Jim started drinking in the afternoon. Then he started ranting about Joe enjoying our hard earned money. It upset me too.

By 9:00 that night, John was feeling no pain and decided he was going to crash Joe's party. I was so worked up that I decided that I wanted to go with him. I wanted to see the look on Sharon's face when we appeared at the door.

There were only a few people still there when we arrived. To my surprise, Sharon was very polite and acted as if nothing was ever wrong. Joe was very nervous about John being there. John can get violent when he is extremely angry and Joe knew it. Joe was also afraid of John. 

To John's credit he remained calm but stared hole into Joe. Everyone there knew of the situation between the four of us and tension was in the air. The couples that were still there left quickly so as to not get involved. Within an hour there were only 5 guests still there. There was Gary who was talking with John, Jeff who was a 400 pond ball of fat passed out on the couch, and Bernie who was talking with Sharon and Joe. The three guys that were there were really better friends of ours then they were of Joe and Sharon. 

Then John walked over to Joe and I knew something was going to happen. John loudly announced "So when are you going to pay me the money you swindled me out of"? Joe started making all kinds of excuses. He was clearly terrified John was going to beat him up. Sharon was being typically Sharon saying "Now you boys settle down" like they were children. 

Joe and John argued a little and John was just getting more angry. Then John said "if you are not going to give me my money, maybe I'll just start taking thing around here since I probably paid for them". In an attempt to passify John, Joe said "Take anything you want, you can have anything of mine". Joe just didn't want beat up. John went around literally trashing the room saying nothing there was worth anything. Normally I would have stopped John but in this situation, I agreed with what he was doing. They deserved it. 

Before I go on, I want to take a minute here to tell more about Sharon so you have the complete picture. Sharon never drank, smoked or said a swear word in her life. She always dressed like a grandmother wearing baggy clothes and dresses always below the knee. Even though she had large breasts she always kept them hidden with baggy tops and sweaters buttoned all of the way up to her neck. She worked as a librarian in the childrens section as I said taught Sunday school. She would politely walk away from any conversation involving sex. Even though she was very attractive, one would never think of her and sex in the same thought. She seemed to live in her own world and sex wasn't part of it. 

Now back to what was happening. 

Sharon walked over to John and said "Now John you arn't being nice". (Exact quote) John pulled her to him and said to Joe "Maybe I'll take a roll in the sack with your wife". Then he added "That ought to be worth something". Joe looked over at me and I said "Hey, you owe him and it's all right with me". Even though he was my husband, I wanted to see it just for the humiliation they would get out of it. 

Sharon seemed petrified. She just stood there speechless. Sharon started crying and tried walking away from John. John pulled her back to him and said to her "not so fast honey, we haven't even started yet". Joe pleaded with John to let her go. John said to him "I can beat the fuck out of you and then do what I want with her or you can just shut up and watch". Joe never moved. No one in the room was saying anything. I was sure that the three guys there all thought those two deserved it. 

John was holding Sharon from behind.  While facing Joe, he slid his hands up and started feeling Sharon's breasts. She didn't even try to stop him. John laughed and said to Joe "I always knew she had some tits but these babies are bigger and softer then I thought". Then John said to Sharon "You like have a real man's hands on your tits, don't you". Sharon remained silent. John said in a stern voice "Answer me". Sharon seemed to go into a completely submissive mode and said "Yes John". Then he put his finger under her chin and told her to give him a big kiss. She looked to her husband and he quietly said "There's nothing I can do". Then John pulled her face to his and they kissed. I wasn't watching them, I was watching Joe and his face was white with humiliation. I was loving it. 

My attention went back to John and Sharon when I heard John say "Feel how hard my cock is". Then he put Sharon's hand over his zipper. Then he said "You keep rubbing that thing babe, I've got other things to do". He let go of her hand and she left it there. John again felt her breasts and then started unbuttoning her dress. Sharon cried more but didn't say or do anything to stop him. It was as if she had completely resigned herself to her fate. There was no sympathy from me. 

John unbuttoned her dress down to her waist and then pushed it off of her shoulders and down her arms until it hung down from the belt around her waist. John mentioned that he had never seen a bra before that had that many snaps. He opened them one at a time until the bra snapped loose. It too was pushed off of her shoulders and dropped to the floor between them. Our audience seemed to approve of seeing Sharon's rather large breasts. Everyone except Joe. John kissed and slobbered over her boobs while telling Joe how nice and soft they were. 

John's next move was to unbuckle her belt and push her dress over her hips. It fell in a pile around her feet. Sharon just stood there staring at a spot on the floor. I couldn't believe it. She was wearing panty hose and granny panties under them. Then John said to her "Get those things off". Joe finally got some courage and said "Now this is going too far". John told him to shut up and started toward him. Sharon now spoke up and said "No! I'll do it just leave him alone". John stopped.

Sharon slowly pulled her pantyhose off. John immediately slipped his hand down the front of her panties and said to Joe "Look, I've got your wife's pussy in my hand and I think she likes it". Joe said nothing. Then John pushed her panties down and took them off of her. Sharon certainly was in need of a good trim. She was pretty hairy. John threw Sharon's panties to Joe and ordered him to put them on. He told him that since he was the pussy of the house he should wear them. We all watched while Joe dropped his pants and underwear and put Sharon's panties on. I loved it.

John turned his attention back to Sharon who was now completely naked. Even I was impressed with her figure. Her boobs sagged but there wasn't an ounce of fat on her anywhere else. John shoved his hand between her legs an announced to everyone "The little sluts wet", "I think she wants fucked". John looked to me and asked "Do you mind if I fuck this little slut honey"? I answered "I'm looking forward to it" Sharon glared at me and said "How could you"? Then she said to John "Please I've never had anyone but my husband". John answered "That's about to change". 

John said that someone needed to lick her pussy to get it ready. (apparently she wasn't as wet as he had said) He looked at Joe but Bernie spoke up and said he would do it because he loved eating pussy. John told him to go for it. Bernie pulled her over to the couch and stuck his head between her legs. John made sure to point out to Joe that another man was enjoying his wife's pussy. We all (except Joe) cheered Bernie on. Sharon just laid there on her back with her hands covering her face. 

After several minutes John said that was enough and told Sharon to come over to him. She seemed happy to get away from Bernie. I looked over to Joe and said "If you have a camera, get it". Joe didn't move until John yelled "Do what the lady says" and he scurried out of the room. He returned with an expensive digital camera. The fitst picture I took was of Joe in Sharon's panties. Then I took a few of Sharon nude. I made her stand naked by each guy in the room and took her picture. The look in her eyes of pure hatred was precious.

John ordered Sharon to get on her knees. She did and John stood in front of her. He first told her to rub his cock. Again she did as she was told. John made sure to tell Joe that her hands felt good on his cock and then said "I think her mouth will feel even better". Sharon spoke saying "Please John, I don't do that", "I've never done that", "I can't do that". John told her to shut up and open his pants. She undid his belt and button then what I thought was a nice touch, he had her pull his zipper down with her teeth. Then he had her pull his pants and underwear down to his knees. 

My husbands cock was only an inch from her nose. Then he slapped her across the face with it several times before ordering her to kiss it. Sharon reluctantly leaned forward and kissed it lightly then pulled back and said "I can't do that". John grabbed a handful of hair and said "you will do what I say" and ordered her to kiss it again. Sharon leaned forward and started kissing it. Then he told her to lick his balls. She did. Then he told her to open up and and he slipped his cock past her lips. He made sure to tell Joe that his wife was a great "cocksucker". He told Joe that he would cum in her mouth but he wanted to "fuck" her first. 

With that, he pulled out of her mouth. He told her to get on her hands and knees. Then he moved behind her and rammed his cock into her to the hilt. He pulled her long hair until her head was up. He said he wanted her looking at her pathetic husband while another man fucked her. I got some good pictures of that. Then I saw something that I didn't like at all. Sharon seemed to be enjoying having John pound her from behind. Sharon asked John not to cum in her and that was the last thing he did before pulling out. Then John walked around so he was in front of her and told her to lick his slimy half hard cock clean. To my surprise she did it without protest. 

Then John looked at the guys still there watching and asked "Anyone else want a turn with her"? Bernie quickly jumped up and said "I do". John told him to take her to the bedroom. Bernie pulled Sharon behind him and left the room. The rest of us stayed. John tortured Joe by telling him that Sharon seemed to love having his cock in her and saying what a good fuck she was. I snuck out with the camera to get a picture of Bernie fucking Sharon. 

Ten minutes later, Bernie came back and Gary left. When Gary returned, Jeff went to her. John was sure to mention that Joe's "whore" wife was taking on all comers. Jeff returned with a big smile on his face and said "Wow, that bitch can fuck". John went and returned with Sharon in hand. She seemed a bit wobbly on her feet after taking four hard cocks.

John announced that her pussy was too sloppy to fuck again and ordered Sharon back to her knees. We watched while she gave him a blow job. John came in her mouth and ordered to swallow every drop. She made faces and gagged but did it. Then we all sat around enjoying a few drinks while the other three guys took turns using her mouth. Jeff came all over her face and that made a good picture. 

Gary said that he wanted to fuck her one more time. He was mounting her as John and I left. 

For the first time in years, I felt like we had gotten our money's worth.         

 

Sarah was a much freer spirit. She had grown up quite a bit since having her child some two years previous. Whilst she did grow her own vegetables and avoided alcohol she did smoke about ten cigarettes a day. Sarah generally had a smile on her face and had a positive outlook on life. She didn’t watch the news and enjoyed listening to music. She lived with her child’s father who was fairly good boyfriend. She was aware of his failings, including his occasional flings with other women. He was often drunk and thus not always great lover. This made Sarah a bit sexually frustrated at times. So much so that she had sent off for a discrete vibrator, which she kept hidden in her underwear drawer. Whilst her boyfriend was out drinking with his mates she would retire early to bed with her special friend. She comforted herself with the thought that there were a lot of worse men out there, and in the main they were happy. Sarah stylish thin blonde hair touched her shoulders. She was about a size larger than Lindsey apart from her breasts which were only 34b. Her clothing was trendy and as sexy as it could be for a carer in an old people’s day centre.

 

In the main Sarah and Lindsay got on. They didn’t socialise but sometimes talked over lunch about their children’s development. Other than that they didn’t have much in common. Sara was a couple of years younger that Lindsay but saw her as someone much older. At home she would joke about her various obsessions. Lindsay had problems with Sarah. She felt that she was the worse employee. It was her that often failed to communicate correctly, or to simply tell her what was going on. It was one Wednesday morning when Lindsay had enough. Sarah had not tidied up after herself. Lindsay mentioned it to her. Sarah took offence at the way in which Lindsay spoke. Soon they were both outside the fire exit taking it in turns to trade insults and complaints. A manager overheard the commotion and they were both ordered to get on with their work. In turn the manager got each one in the office and calmed them down. Then she got them in together, they all had a friendly chat, and finally they both apologised to each other.

 

Lindsay was happy with the outcome. She hated conflict and tried to avoid it. She felt that the air had been cleared and that the issues had been dealt with. Sarah on the other hand was very upset and livid. She felt she was back at school being told off by the head teacher, and it was all Lindsay’s fault. At the end of the meeting she put on a brave face, She then rushed down the corridor, tears in her eyes. Once outside she quickly found a quiet place and sat down through her tears rolled a cigarette. She then took quick puffs between her sobbing. After giving herself some ten minutes and another cigarette she was ready to return to work. The rest of the day passed without incident but Sarah’s mind was in overdrive.

 

‘That bitch Lindsay will pay for this!’  Was a recurring thought pounding her brain. She had been made to look stupid and she hated that. It reminded her again of her worse school days. There were so many teachers pets like Lindsay. More articulate, more brainy, more goody-goody, more conventional and always believed. She hated them then and she hated Lindsay now. It was Sarah’s boyfriend who had his ear bent that night as Sarah ranted on for what seemed like hours, whilst angrily chain smoking her rollups. He knew not to try and reason with her and just made her the occasional cup of coffee.

 

The next workday Sarah found herself making the off negative comment about Lindsay’s work. Pointing out to her fellow workers odd things she hadn’t done. Those that noticed her comments put it down to her being a bit tired or the time of the month. As the days went by Sarah continued to try assassinating Lindsay’s character a little more. Spiteful comments about her dress sense and lifestyle and  negative words about her quality of work became almost an hourly occurrence. So much so that her colleagues had to pull her up on it. She thought better of it. The problem was that the tirade of verbal hatred was a release valve for her. For some two weeks she just kept her thought to herself and her boyfriend. She tried to avoid Lindsay when she worked the same shift it was very difficult. Lindsay just carried on as though nothing had happened and that made Sarah all the more angry.

 

It was late on a Friday some three weeks after their row when things took an ugly turn. Lindsay and Sarah had both been working the late afternoon shift. Everyone else had gone home and the last clients had left the building. Sarah locked the main door as a minibus collected the last few. She then went to the loo, brushed her hair and applied some make-up, before returning to help Lindsay tidy up.  Lindsay made a comment about her being ages.

 

‘Actually I was only gone five minutes…. I am entitled to a toilet break..’ quipped Sarah sarcastically.

 

The two young women soon started to trade accusations. Lindsay had to muster all her strength to keep calm and make her points. Sarah had no such worries about self-control. She was soon shouting and almost screaming with anger. Lindsay could see that there was little point in trying to reason with her. After about five minutes of rowing Lindsay just said,

 

‘OK..OK lets just agree to differ…’

 

With that she turned away from Sarah and started walking towards the task she had left.

She had barely walked a couple of paces when she felt and hand grasp her shoulder. She was pulled back and Sarah was shouting in her face.

 

‘How fucking dare you walk away…..you stuck- up cow!’

 

Lindsay didn’t have a chance to respond before Sarah had grabbed her hair and was pulling her around in small circles. With every yank of her hair came another insult or compliant. Lindsay tried to grasp Sarah’s hand with her own, but it was knocked away.

 

‘Please stop…please stop…’ She begged.

 

Sarah was in mood for mercy. With no one else around to worry about she behaved like a woman possessed by a demon.

 

Lindsay made a quick move downward with her head and body. The surprise move made Sarah lose her grip. Lindsay made a run for the door. Sarah was by far the quicker mover despite her smoking. She managed to grab Lindsay by the back hem of her grey polo shirt and then span the young woman around. Her other hand then grabbed the back of the shirt between the shoulder blades. She found herself not only gripping the shirt but the bra strap of her victim. Holding firmly with both hands she continued to pull the young woman around. Lindsay tried to pulled away and back off. Sarah was not letting go. It was a good few years since she had fought with another girl. In fact the last time was at high school. She found herself enjoying the adrenalin rush and the accompanying excitement.

 

Lindsay grabbed the front of her own shirt and bra to try and relieve the pressure of Sarah’s pulling. Thankfully her bra then came unfastened in the all the tugging and she no longer felt as though her chest was being crushed. She then felt herself falling away from Sarah’s vice like grip, as her shirt pulled up her back and along her outstretched arms. In seconds she was sprawled on the floor minus her top and bra. The victorious Sarah stood over her baring down garments in hand. Quickly Lindsay covered her bare breasts and cowered to the ground, her legs bent upward to hide her nudity.

 

Sarah saw that a nearby windows was open. She quickly run towards it and flung the top and bra out! Lindsay could only look on in amazement as her clothing disappeared out of the small window. Sarah now remembered the thrill of humiliating her enemies at school. It felt good to have that feeling back again. She looked down at the pathetic whimpering figure of Lindsay on the floor. She felt no pity.

 

Sarah launched herself forward and flung herself on top on Lindsay, knocking her on to her side. In seconds she had manoeuvred her onto her front. Sarah straddled her face up her body. She took hold of her hair grabbing handfuls of it with both hands. Her fingernails caught her victim’s neck scratching her and drawing blood. She pulled her head back by the hair causing Lindsay to squeal. She then let go of her hair and twisted herself around. She now looked down on Lindsay’s rounded bottom. In a new surge of anger she placed her hands on both cheeks and then dug in her nails! Again Lindsay squealed. Sarah released her grip only to give her victim a little relief before attacking her delicate flesh again. Rage filled her. How she wanted to hurt her and humiliate her even further.

 

Sarah quickly stood up and Lindsay stayed where she was too scared to move. Sarah licked Lindsay’s legs open and stood between her ankles before crouching down. She teacher forward and then took a firm grip on the waistband of Lindsay’s blue jeans. In moments she was standing still holding onto Lindsay’s jeans. Like a ragdoll the young mum hung from her suspended waste. Sarah was much stronger than she had imagined. Lindsay felt the buttoned fly undoing and she was flung around. Soon the jeans were sliding over her bottom, revealing her white and pink panties. Sarah kept her grip on the jeans as the slid down Lindsay’s legs. Soon she was able to pull them plus her trainers from her body. Lindsay lay face down trembling, wearing only her tiny panties and her ankle socks.

 

No sooner then Sarah had thrown the jeans aside she was attacking Lindsay again. She gave her bum and hard smack and then grabbed the waistband of her panties. Lindsay tried to hold on to them. Sarah responded with a few well-aimed punches to Lindsay’s arms and she gave in. The garment was then ripped from her body. Her rounded bottom was exposed. Sarah looked down on her work and was pleased.

 

Just what made her roll over the frighten young woman and then bit her nipples so hard, she did not know. She had never done that before, but it did feel good. She sat across her tummy gently flicking her victim’s tits and nipples whilst insulting her. She then turned around and grabbed a handful of her very bushy and unkempt natural pubes. Lindsay screamed for mercy and she viscously tugged at her hairy pussy. Sarah brushed the tufts of plucked curly pubes from her hands. Then without mercy jammed two fingers into Lindsay’s slit. She tried to close her legs and prevent the assault. Sarah was too strong and the fingers viscously entered her dry opening. Evilly she thrust her fingers deep inside her tight virgina. Lindsay yelped and begged her to stop. She ignored her feeble pleas and continued her assault, ramming her fingers all the more harder with every cry.

 

As her fingers continued to rape Lindsay’s now raw virgina, Sarah pondered what final humiliation could she inflict upon Lindsay? Various things entered her mind. She even pondered with the idea of gagging and binding her and taking her to a well known dogging site. She would let any passer-by use her! Finally she hit upon something that would give her a very rare pleasure whilst defiling Lindsay.  The one think Sarah loved was to be licked. Having her nipples and tits licked was good but having oral action on her pussy was the best. Unfortunately her current boyfriend only got horny enough to do that at Christmas and other rare occasions. But when he did tease her pussy lips with his tongue and teeth she was soon in heaven. Finally he would find her clit and take it gently between his teeth and tug it, before liking it with the tip of his tongue.

 

It had been a good nine months or so since he had done that service for her. In fact he had been a rather poor performer in the sex department for many months. Sarah withdrew her now wet fingers from Lindsay’s gapping pussy and stood up. Hurriedly she pulled down her jeans and black thong to her ankles. She then knelt down beside Lindsay’s head.

‘Come here you bitch…I have something for you…’ She announced as she grabbed her hair.

 

Lindsay found herself being dragged by the hair towards Sarah’s open crutch. Sarah legs were bent upward and her legs were open, her ankles were pinned together by her jeans. Lindsay could see her neatly trimmed blonde pussy. A tiny strip of light-coloured public hair just covered her opening. With her free hand Sarah divided her own labia, exposing her pinkness. She then ordered Lindsay to start gently biting and kissing her pussy lips. Sarah yanked Lindsay by the hair until her face was pushed against her exposed slit. After a few more threats, insults and a couple of fierce slaps Lindsay complied wit her demands.

 

Lindsay had never tasted anything like it before as her tongue began licking her work-mate. As Sarah became more exited and wet the taste changed. Sarah lay back still holding onto a handful of Lindsay’s hair. She used her grip to guide Lindsay to every sensitive area. She let out various groans of pleasure as each lick stimulated her. Finally she guided Lindsay to her now engorged clit. Lindsay followed her instructions to the letter. She licked and nibbled her clit until Sarah exploded with lust and orgasmed. Lindsay’s face was already wet from all their collective bodily fluids. Sarah’s fierce orgasm further added to them. Her virgina squired forth a good deal of juice which seemed to fill Lindsay’s open mouth. Sarah released her grip and lay back gasping for breath. Lindsay sat up her mouth dripping from her own saliva and Sarah’s juices.

 

Soon Sarah had recovered. She allowed Lindsay to recover her clothing. She particularly enjoyed watching her go outside via the fire exit to retrieve her top and bra. Fortunately for Lindsay no one was about. As Sarah pulled her own clothing back into place she warned Lindsay not to cross her again. Once dressed both young women completed their tasks and then went home. The next day at work Sarah found herself checking the work schedules, seeing when she would be working late with Lindsay again and began planning her next humiliation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I did some things and fixed the chair next to her bed and she asked me to come close that she wanted to whisper in my ear, "What is it?" I said. "Do you know why I have been so mean to you?" she whispered. "No why" I whispered back. I had sat on the edge of the bed to hear her and noticed her hand on my bare leg. Suddenly it slid up to my crotch and into my panties and forced two fingers into my pussy and her other hand grabbed my hair in the back and pulled me down on my back and her mouth came down hard on mine and her tongue forced its way into my mouth...She held me and missed me until I gave in and then she let me up still kissing me. "I have been trying to not do that, I can't help it, I wanna go to bed with you." she said smiling. Her fingers were still in my pussy and moved in and out slowly, pinching my clit as she wanted to. "So what do you think?" she asked me. My breath was getting faster, "I think that you are in control." I sighed.

The door to the room closed and I almost jumped but Ms. Jennson held me to her and her fingers sank deper into my pussy that was getting wetter. "You didn't know that I have lots of money did you Hun?" she said. "Well, no." "I paid Lisa to lock the door and make sure we are not bothered." "You did?" I said. "Yes dear, and now, you are mine all night." she said and now began moving in and out faster into my pussy making me moan. "Stand up and strip for me" she said. I stood up and slowly took the skirt off and then unbuttoned the smock. I moved a little and danced some and then reached behind me and undid my bra and let it fall and then my panties that were pulled to the side and soaking wet came off. "Give them to me Dear." she said reaching her hand out and taking my panties. She put them under her nose and breathed deep and then took them into her mouth and sucked the crotch. "Oh, you smell so good Dear, I will enjoy you. She said and then patted the bed next to her, "Get in and let's get serious." I did and she ran her hands all over me pinching my nipples and pulling them far out and then she let them hurt before she let them go. She told me, "Take my clothes off Dear." and I undressed her. She was in good shape for her age and told me to play with her and suck her nipples and work my way to her pussy, but to take my time.

First she took my face and kissed me again and licked my tongue and lips making me shiver all over. She ran her tongue around my ears and sucked my ear lobes and then lissed my neck sucking on it and al while she was pinching my nipples over and over. Then her nails dug into my tits and she looked at my eyes, "Hurt Dear?" she said. "No, not yet." I told her. She dug them in deeper and I moaned, "Hurt now Dear?" I just moaned. "Oh, the little slut likes it huh?" Her nails dug in and I glanced down and blood was coming from the places the nails dug into my flesh. My tits were going crazy and the nipples were harder than before. "Now?" she said again and her nails were now deeper into my flesh on my right tit. "Oh please." I moaned. "Oh Dear, I am not going to stop until I want to." she laughed. "No, no, don't stop please, not until I cum." I moaned. "As you wish Dear" she saidand I know her nails dug into my tit and the warom liquid I felt was my blood dripping down my chest to my legs. My orgasm swept over me and my hips jerked wanting attention for my pussy.

She moved me down on my back and looked at me, my tit bleeding from 5 nail piercings. "So the little slut really likes pain does she?" she whispered in my ear. "Yes." was all I could say and I felt her nails on my other tit and they began digging into the flesh, I moaned again. "Oh yes, dig deep into my tit, make it hurt, make it bleed too." I moaned. "Oh, I will." she said and she did just that until I felt blood running onto my chest. "I think something more will work for us" she said and I heard her open a drawer. "Close your eyes dear and try not to get too loud when you cum." she sid and I told her, "Okay I will try." "Are yo ready Dear?" she whispered. "Yes." I said and felt a sharpe point against my tit just below my nipple. Her hand was holding my tit and the sharpe object began to go into my flesh. "Oh, oh it hurts, oh yes." I was saying. My pussy was soaked and getting worse. I felt the big needle go through my skin and into my tit and let out a small scream which she muffled with her kiss on my mouth. She began twisting the needle and pushing it deeper and I felt it hurting and the blod beginning to drip from the entry place. It was going deeper into my tit and as it did my pussy spasmed and finally my orgasm soaked the sheet under me. She stopped kissing me and the pain was still there making my hips move. "Look my dear." she said and my eyes went to the knitting needle that was several inches in my tit. "Enjoy that Dear?" she saidand I shook my head "yes" and she smiled. "Good, enjoy this one Dear." she said and left that one there and took another one out. The point was needle sharp and she moved to my other tit and on the same place she pushed it to my flesh and pushed until it went in again making me wince and moaned.

"NIce?" she said and I moaned in responce and my pussy began to cunvulse again and an orgasm swept over my body. "Oh, you do like this don't you Dear?" she said and I moaned. It kept going deeper and deeper until she stopped. She began kissing me and fingering me hard. The knitting needles were bobbing around as I was moving on her fingers. Suddenly I soaked them and moaned louder as she kissed me. She began kissing my neck again and sucking on it, I felt the pain as she began biting my neck. "oh god." I said loud as my pussy again soaked the sheets. She kissed me gently and pulled the needles out slowly and they hurt as she did. "Now eat my old pussy Dear." she said and laid back on the bed. I went down to her pussy which was really wet and began eating her slowly and biting her clit that was huge. She began moving my head into her pussy and her legs around my neck and head almost not letting me breathe. Her orgasm sprayed all over my face and then she told me to do it again only finger her as I did and so I did as she told me.

The clock read 3 A.M. and she told me to get up and bath and dress and come back out to her. I looked in the mirror and there were bites all over my neck and chest as well as the marks left by the needles in my tits. Blood was caked on my body and I cleaned up and dressed and finaly she told me, "You are off now, go out the back door so no one will see the mess you are." The needle holes had begun to bleed again and were on my clothes. "Remember who you belong to now my little slut." she said and kissed me goodbye.

“Ok stand up slave and take all those clothes off” She Yelled at me, I stood up and slowly started to take my clothes off ,when out of now where, Whaaaaaaak she whipped me right across my ass, I jumped in pain it stung like hell, “AHHHH”I cried,” Hurry up slave” she commanded with a firm tone, I quickly removed all of my clothes apart from my boxer shorts,

Whaaack right across my ass again,”AHHHHH Fuck “I muttered, and this almost brought a tear to my eyes, with the extreme force she used.”I said all your clothes NOW” she points the whip at my boxer shorts”. My ass was still stinging, I look at her and quickly pulled my boxer shorts off, before she could hit me again, with her god damn whip, “good slave stand up straight “she commanded. I stood there feeling extremely silly, and humiliated, I could see she was loving, every minute of it, she walked around me, looking me up and down, She then grabbed hold of my balls, and squeezed them, “your body now belongs to me, do you understand slave? “She squeezed my balls harder and looked me right in the eyes, “ahhhHH fuck yessss” I screamed in pain, “yes what?” and then she squeezed again, and whacked me with the whip, right across my bare ass, “Yess Mistress“I shouted.

 Strange I felt like, I was starting to like it, I’ve never seen this side of my wife before, it was scary and exciting at the same time. “Get on your hand and knee’s! she commended, I got on my hand and knee’s, as my ass was looking reddish, and still sore, and I thought I do not what to make her whip me again, “right go and run my bath slave!”  I went to stand up. She whipped me 3 times in row hard and fast, “ahhhh shit what the fuck?” I rubbed my ass in pain “Get back on your hands and knees, I never told you to stand up, NOW unless you want more?, And if you swear one more time I’ll give you a HIDING YOU WILL NEVER FORGET!” she yelled at me, this scared the hell out me, I got back on my hand and knee’s.

 I starting to think, I’m going to stop this in a bit, she is going too far, I’m the god dame man in this house, and this is just humiliating, and god damn painful.

She Whacked me again “ahhhhh fauu” I cried in pain “come on move your ass and make my bath NOW slave!” she yelled at me” I crawled on my hands and knees to bathroom, with her following me. I started to run her bath, “you’re going to be a good slave aren’t you?, I want a good back rub, and massage, do you understand slave, or ill punish you!” she said as she got undressed in front of me, I was as horny as hell now, watching her getting undressed right in front of me slowly, her feet were right by my hands, she looked down at me, as she removed her nurses uniform, With a reviling lacey bask, and small black silk panties, oh my god, I was as hard as hell, and she could see it” liking this are you, slave?” she said, as undoing her lace top ,“answer me “she said, “yes mistress” I Replied ” ,well I am now, I thought.

 She then went in to the bedroom, and come back with a small purple waterproof vibrator, she put it on the side of the bath, the bath was half full, “ok slave I want some bubbles in my bath, move your ass! the bubble bath is in the bedroom, on my sideboard” she order me, I crawled on my hand knee’s to get her the bubble bath, I saw the bed it had restraints on it, oh my god, I thought, hope she not thinking of using them on me, no she is not using them on me, I got a bit worried.

 I return to bath room with her bubble bath, “you took your time, hurry up next time!” I look at her “yes mistress what are those restraints for in the bedroom?”I asked in a more manly voice. I saw her grab the whip, she put it up behind her head, I close my eyes and gritted my teeth,  Whaack “aHHH crist”I screamed, Whaakk even harder  “I told you not to swear!, that’s the last time I’m telling you, next time I’ll give you 5 in row, your my slave and you will do as your told, don’t ask questions, I ask the questions, GOT IT!“Whack again, “ahhhhhhhhhh” I yelled, this time it really hurt “yes mistress whatever you say”.

  I filled the rest of the bath up with her bubble bath, “good slave” she said, I was still on my hands and knees, she stuck her feet on my hands, so I could not move them, I looked up at her, I could see her black lace knickers she started to undo her Basque, oh my god was I horny now, her Basque fell  to the floor, then she started to remove her knickers ,“are you enjoying the view slave?”, oh god was I, she looks as hot as hell “answer me slave! “she said as she nudge me with the knees “yes mistress” I replied, she then turned and got in to the bath, I was still on my hands and knees facing the bath.

 “Don’t you dare move slave, or ill whip you till next week!”She said, with an evil look in her eyes.

 she laid back in the bath, oh she looked so relaxed, as if she was not even here, “ohhh” she sighed, looking like she’s enjoying the relaxing bath, it had only been about 5 minutes, I could see the bubbles on her chest and her smooth skin, it was soaking all the bubble up just see he nipples .the sight of my wife naked in the bath was making my heart rate race with excitement, my balls were swelling, she had me on my hand and knees ,who does she think I am.

“Stand up and make me a cup of tea slave, and don’t take too long!” she ordered looking at me, with a grin.

What! , She bloody telling me to make her a cup tea, she should be making my god damn cup tea, I thought to myself. I stood up and when to the kitchen. Who does she thinks she is, lord muck oh my god, I cannot believe I’m putting up with this, I thought.

 The kettle clicked, I made us a cup of tea, Then went back to the bathroom, and put her tea on the side of the bath, I put mine on the sink, she sat up and took a sip of her tea, I picked my tea up “DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO HAVE TEA!” she howled at me. God I almost drop the fucking cup “put your tea at the end of the bath NOW! Slave” I look at her, oh my god if looks could kill, I would have drop dead there and then, and Chills went right down my back! , “yes mistress sorry mistress “I quickly put my tea at the end of the bath, “Get back down on your knees slave, and don’t you dare move! “she said

 I got back on my hand and knees facing the bath, she looked at me, on my hand and knee’s “oh that’s a good slave” she said, as she was taking  another sip of her tea, as mine is going cold, why is she being so mean, I thought . She finished her tea, and laid back in the bath. “ohhh that good” she whispered, she grab the purple vibrator side of the bath. This was about 4 inches long, and slim, but with one hell of a vibration, She started to masturbate herself. oh my god I was so turned on my balls felt like they were going to explode I’m here on floor watch my wife masturbate herself in bath, and I’m not allowed to move, I just wanted to jump in and fuck her brains out, “are you in enjoy the view slave?” hell yes of cos I was “yes mistress” I said “come here and stay on you knee’s, and hold this still for me, and Don’t you dear move”, I grab hold off the vibrator at her clit, she laid back and relaxed, after about 5 minutes, her breathing got heavier, “ohhh she sighed oh my god, was I getting turned on like hell, my penis was throbbing I moved the vibrator down a bit “I SAID DON’T MOVE! you move again and you will be whipped all night! ”she shouted, with a real evil look on her face, then she laid back down, she was move her body up and down on the vibrator, I watched as she was bring herself to orgasms, her body shrived “enjoying this are you slave?” what a silly question I’m a man hell yer “yes mistress” I said.

 She sat up and took the vibrator off me, and put it at the end off then bath, then picked up my cup tea and drunk it. What the hell god damn, that’s my tea, the cow makes me watch all that on my knees and then rubs my face in it, by drinking my tea.

 ”Right now you Can clean me slave, Get your fat ass, on the side of this bath, and clean my back”. I got off the floor and grabbed the soapy sponge, and washed her back with it, and washed her clean. “Good slave start massaging my back now” I started to massage her make for about 10mins then I stopped.

She grabbed my balls and squeezed, oh my god did it hurt, “arrrrrrr fu” I screamed “how dare you stop! Without my permission, you stop when I tell you too! understand Slave?” she wisped in my ear, and gave a harder squeeze “YeSSSS Mistress” I cried, “Get my towel slave you have pissed me off now”.

 I grab her a towel, out of the airing cupboard”Go and sit in the front room “, she said, looking very pissed off, oh my god, what Have I done now I thought, “MOVE YOUR ASS SLAVE!” she yelled, I quickly went into the front room, and sat on the sofa, I was sitting there watching the TV for about 30mins.

She entered the front room, I look at her, she was back in her nurse uniform, but with the front open so I can see her black Basque, and black silky knickers, with her whip in her hand, oh not the whip again I thought “ok get out of my chair, and lay on the floor face up, and your hands by you side, slave now! Unless you want this” shaking her whip at me. I done as she asked “good slave you learning hahah” she said, as she laughed, I found the very embarrassing, have her laugh at me. “well slave let’s see if we can get that little maggot, to come out and play! ,start masturbating slave, or you going to be whipped, hard she ordered,  I look at her and she was starring right at me, ”well move it! or I sewer you will get it” I grabbed hold off my penis and started to masturbate “Not to fast slave, I don’t want you Cumming now Do I!, oh yes, and if you cum without my permission, I’m going to whip you ass!, at least 10 times and you are going to thank me!” she said, with an evil look on her face again.

 She sat on the sofa, and turn the TV on Eastenders was on, she sat there watching it, and me on the floor masturbating myself, “you stop and ill whip you, if you cum well you know what’s coming. so if I was you, I would take it slow slave. Oh Look 5 min left of Eastenders can you last that long?  hahah ! “ she laugh’s, I lay there masturbating slowly. 5 minutes is long time as iv been teased all afternoon, it was only about 3 minutes, I could feel my ball swelling “ahhhhh I’m  Cuming I whimpered, “YOU DEAR CUM ill whip silly!” she howled at me “ I can’t here it comes”, she look mad as hell “STOP NOW!! “ .

I stopped but the pressure was so great, it trickled out a bit “Get on your hand and knee’s now” she commanded me, I done as I was told, she grabbed her whip and whacked my ass 3 time fast , this sting “eaHHHHHHH” I cried at the pain “I told you not to cum you did not even last 3mins thats prophetic, bad slave go make me a cup tea now, or do you want more of my whip? “yes mistress”, I got up straightaway and when to make the tea. ”you bet not me yourself one, or you get it “she yelled. I made her a cup of tea and brought it into her, “only good slaves get tea you have a glass of water” she said “water I don’t want water “I said.

 oh was that a big mistake she look at me and carried on drinking her tea, ” goto the bedroom and lay face down, I will be in a minute, I look at her not sure if I should put a stop to this now or not, but decided to see what she had in store for me, I left the front room . heading into the bedroom.

                                                                              End part 1