Chapter 4
The day was almost as horrible as the night had been. Sharon was not a person who was used to hard work. She was put through her paces that day. First, John had her scrub the floor in the kitchen. Then the bedroom and the bath. She was still chained up, and she had to crawl around on her hands and knees to do it.
At lunch, she was so hungry that she could have eaten anything, but she was still too proud to eat out of the bowl on the floor like some kind of animal. The mangy dog got it again.
At dinner, she was completely worn out. Her hands and knees were raw from crawling around on the floor. She felt filthy all over. Her society friends would really be shocked if they could see her now.
"Are you ready to eat now?" Mary asked.
"Not on the floor like a dog," she answered.
"Then you won't eat," Mary said.
It was getting dark outside. Sharon was on her knees near the kitchen table. John had been outside for a while. Now she heard his footsteps coming in again. She was amazed at the way her body shivered as he came into the kitchen. He had nothing on but his shorts, and his hairy body should have sickened her. Instead, she felt her heart pounding fast.
"You look a mess, bitch," John said.
She looked down at the floor. She knew what she looked like. She really was a mess and she would be lucky if her body would ever come clean again.
"You ready to go back outside?" John asked.
She looked up at him again. She simply could not believe that he was serious. Surely he wouldn't make her go through that ordeal again? Already, she could feel the crawling things on her body.
"Don't make me do that," she pleaded.
"You know the conditions," he said. "You have to earn your right to stay in the house. You know how. Wrap your sweet lips around my cock and suck my cum out. That's the only way."
"I won't do that," she said.
"You learn slow, baby," he told her.
He reached down and grabbed her chain and started tugging. She had to scramble across the floor on her hands and knees. He was pulling so fast that she almost couldn't follow.
He dragged her outside and to her post again. He carefully hooked the chain up. She was crying softly. She was miserable and she knew she couldn't stand another night of- it. She would be willing to do anything.
"Please," she called out.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"I can't stand another night like this. Please let me come into the house. Let me clean up."
"You're begging me," he said.
"Yes," she said. "Yes, sir!"
"You know the conditions."
"I'll do what you want."
He smiled. For the first time, he looked at her as if she had sense and wasn't beneath contempt. He unhooked her chain again and let her stand.
"You got no guts, baby," he said. "Most of the women take a week outside. Some of them even have to be beaten before they lose their spirit. There's no backbone in you. I should have figured that. You've been a soft bitch for too long."
"Yes, sir," she answered, trembling.
She knew he was telling the truth. She was soft. Too soft. She also knew she would be willing to do anything to keep from spending another night on the ground.
She followed him into the house. He took her into the tiled bath and unhooked the collar from her neck.
"Get yourself cleaned up, bitch," he said. "When you're done, come on into the bedroom. And don't bother about clothes. You won't be needing any."
He attached another collar around her neck, and this collar was attached to a long silver chain. It gave her the freedom to move around in the bathroom and it was just long enough for her to walk into the master bedroom.
John left her alone.
She had never dreamed that anything like a bath could feel so good, but it was pure luxury. She stayed almost two hours in the bathroom, and she finally felt clean when she stepped out of the tub. The problem was that she knew what she had to face.
Sharon felt a little more human and now she was wondering if she had made her bargain too soon. Surely he wouldn't have left her out there that long. Surely he would have let her come in sooner or later.
"I'm waiting, baby," John called from the bedroom. "My cock's getting stiff."
She knew she had to go out there. She had no other choice. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. She didn't want to put back on any of her filthy things.
He was lying on the bed when she came out of the bathroom. He had his hands behind his head and he was grinning. He stopped grinning when he saw the towel around her.
"Get rid of the fucking towel, bitch," John said. "I'll tell you when you can wear clothes. Now get rid of it."
His eyes burned holes in her. She couldn't stand his anger. She dropped the towel. He had already seen her naked, but now it was like the first time all over again. His hot eyes burned at her flesh.
"You sure are nice, baby," John said. "I get hard just thinking about you. I used to dream about having you like this."
She didn't move. She had the feeling he didn't want her to move yet. He was not done admiring her naked body. She was beginning to feel a little strange as his hot eyes caressed her. She could feel an aching sensation in her tits. She started thinking about other things. There was no way she was going to allow this awful man to turn her on.
"Turn around, bitch," John said.
She did a turn for him. She stopped as she faced away from him. She drew a couple of deep breaths before she turned around again. She trembled all over as his hot eyes kept burning her.
"Really nice," John said. "You could make it in the movies, baby. You wouldn't have to act. All you would have to do is take off your blouse and shake those big tits and you'd be an instant star."
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"Come over here now," he said.
She walked over to the bed. He put his hand on her trembling thighs. His fingers moved up between her legs and gently caressed her pussy. He was completely naked and she could see his cock getting hard as he played with her cunt. She thought of what she had agreed to do and it sickened her. Yet, she knew she couldn't back down now.
"Nice and wet," he told her. "Your pussy is almost ready to get filled with hot cockmeat."
He laughed as his fingers kept caressing her pussyhole and it did almost feel like her cunt was getting ready to be filled. There was an empty sensation in her belly and her knees felt weak.
"Let's see just how ready you are," he said.
She gasped with pleasure as he jabbed one finger up into her fuckhole. She started squirming around his finger. Very quickly, she realized that she was allowing this cruel man to turn her on. She closed her eyes and started thinking about other things.
"You're fighting it, baby," John said. "Why don't you relax and stop fighting it so hard? You'd enjoy it more."
"You're nothing but an animal," she whispered. "I hate you. I hate the things you do to me."
She kept telling herself that over and over - and she beat him that way. In a moment her body was no longer responding to his hot caressing fingers. He knew it and he stopped smiling.
"All right, baby," he said. "I don't mind. Just make it hard on yourself."
He reached for her and pulled her down on the bed. His hand stayed between her legs and he crammed another finger into her wet pussy while he played with her tits with his other hand.
His rough tongue moved across one of her nipples. She thought of other things again. She was determined he wasn't going to turn her on. His hot tongue moved between her luscious tits. He kissed at her creamy tit-flesh and raised his head so that his tongue brushed across her rigid nipple.
"Stop doing that," she whispered.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked. "Are you afraid you'll end up liking it too much?"
"I hate everything about you," she said.
It wasn't exactly true. What he was doing to her was making her feel strange sensations all over her body. Her nipples were already rigid and there was a fluttery sensation in her pussy. She kept trying to fight against the feelings, but it was hard.
"You know what I'm going to do to you first, baby," he said.
"No," she answered.
"I'm going to fuck you first. I'm going to fuck your hot little pussy, but I'm not going to come. I'm going to fuck you good and hard and then I'm going to shoot my fucking wad in your pretty mouth."
She thought she was going to get sick at just the thought. She was almost tempted to tell him that she wanted to go back outside again, but almost anything was better than that.
"Just fuck me," she whispered.
"Oh no, baby," he said. "First, I'm going to get that pussy wetter than hell."
His mouth went back to her tits. He was sucking hard, almost hurting her. She thought about running away but the chain was just long enough for him to have his pleasure and to prevent her from moving away. She was chained up like an animal and she hated it.
"Let me go!" she cried. "I can't sleep like this. I can't properly make love to you."
"I'm not talking about making love properly, bitch," he said. "I'm talking about fucking. And that's what I'm going to do."
He rolled her over on her back and put his weight on top of her. His hard chest mashed her tits flat. He reached down and found her cunt. His fingers opened her cunt slit up as his prick pushed against her pussy mound.
"Now I'm going to fill your fucking pussy," he said.
She felt her pussy spreading apart to admit his cock. He pushed slowly until half his cock was fucked inside her cunt.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "First I'm going to feel that wet pussy, and then I'm going to let you suck me until I come."
One more gentle fuck-thrust, and then he was fucked inside her all the way. He pulled his cock back and gently shoved it in to her again. His fat cock really filled her pussy. She had to admit that his cock felt bigger inside her cunt than her husband's cock ever had.
"All right, bitch," he said. "You know how to move your ass, so move it. Start shaking your ass right now. Shaking your fucking ass right now!"
She started moving her ass for him. She lifted her ass up high so that his hot prick was deep inside her pussy. She started squeezing her cunt walls together as he fucked into her. He was fucking her slowly, but she got an idea. She could make him come. She could move her ass and moan until he shot his cum-load;
"Oh, baby," she whispered. "That does feel good!"
She was more than willing to do what needed to be done to make him come. She could make him come in her pussy and he wouldn't shoot his wad into her mouth.
"Oh, yes, fuck me," she groaned. "Fuck my pussy!"
She could tell that her words had turned him on. Also the way she started lifting her ass a little higher and squeezing her pussylips together. It was enough to make anyone come. She felt him slowing down even more.
"Don't stop fucking me," she whispered. "I want your big cock inside me - so don't stop fucking me!"
He started to pull his cock out of her cunt. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his back. She started sliding her ass up against him as high as she could.
"No, baby," he groaned. "Oh no, you bitch!"
He kept fucking his prick into her for a few moments more, and then he pulled his cock out of her. She couldn't keep his prick inside her. She was doing her best, but he wouldn't leave his cock inside her pussy.
"Oh, damn you," she moaned.
"I know what you're up to, baby," he said, "but it's not going to work. Not this time. First, I'm going to let you slobber all over my cock. You'll enjoy it, baby. I promise you. I'm going to make you a great cock-sucker."
She shivered at his words, but now she knew there was no way she could hold him back. He had already taken his fat cock out of her cunt. He rolled over on his back and he took her hand. He pulled her fingers against his feverish cock-flesh. Her fingers encircled his swollen prick.
"You've got nice hands, baby," he said. "I like those long fingers and those well-manicured nails. I love it, baby. Just like I'm going to love your mouth."
She couldn't move away. He stroked her tits for a few moments as her hand jerked his cock up and down. Some of his pre-cum leaked out onto her fingers. She jacked his cock a little faster.
"You're doing great, baby," he said. "You're doing just fine. Now move your head down my belly and sniff my cock."
"Please don't make me do that," she begged.
"You'd better do what I fucking tell you - and right now," he told her. His voice left no room for hesitation.
She put her head on his belly. She couldn't remember ever feeling so scared. She licked at his chest and then started moving her head down his belly. She could smell the odor of his hard cock.
"It's not so bad, baby," he said. "You'll learn to love it. Now kiss my prick."
She moved closer . Her long tongue flicked at his hard cockhead: She thought she was going to be violently ill. She had trouble keeping from gagging. For a moment, she took deep breaths.
"You're wasting time, bitch!"
She got over her sickness. She moved her head down again. Her tongue gently caressed his fat cockhead. She rubbed her tongue all around his cockhead, and she tasted some of his pre-cum. She wanted to yank her head away as she tasted the salty fluid on her tongue. Instead, she forced herself to continue.
"Now lick it all over, bitch," he commanded. "I want you to get to know my cock."
Her tongue slithered around his cockhead. She licked down the underside of his cockshaft. She went all the way down to his heavy balls. She licked at his balls and then back up the underside of his cock again. She was frightened but she was still giving as much saliva as she could to wet his prick. In a little while, his prick was glistening from spit.
"That's good, baby," he said. "You're doing good. Now take my cock in your mouth."
"It's so big," she said. "I'm not sure if I can."
"Oh, you'll do it, baby. You'll do it, all right."
She brushed her hair back from her eyes with one hand. She bent over his cock again. She opened her mouth slightly and took the rubbery head of his cock into her mouth. For a moment, she held his prick on her tongue. Her mouth filled with the salty taste. She wanted to spit his prick out. Instead, she kept holding his cock on her tongue without moving her head.
"Come on, baby," he said. "You're going to have to do better than that."
She took his fucker a little farther into her mouth. She was also tasting something along with his pre-cum, and she realized that she was tasting her own cunt juices.
"Suck it deep, baby," he said. "All the way in your fucking mouth. Take it fucking deep!"
She closed her eyes and she started sucking his prick as deep as she could. She had his cock halfway into her mouth, and she could take no more. At least, she thought she couldn't.
John had other ideas. He put his hand on the back of her head.
"Come on, baby," he said. "Take it all. You know you can do it. Take all of my fucking prick!"
She couldn't swallow, but somehow she opened her mouth wider and took his prick deeper into her mouth. She could feel his bloated cock-knob at the back of her throat. She pulled her head back and let her teeth slide against his prick.
"Just remember how Mary did it," he told her. "You can do it better than that!"
Sharon was slobbering all over his fat cock. She couldn't help it. Spit kept dripping out of the corners of her mouth. Some of his pre-cum was bubbling out of the corners of her mouth. She couldn't do anything but take his cock deeper, so she started bobbing her head slowly. She was letting more of his pre-cum drip out of the corners of her mouth.
"That's the fucking way, baby," he said. "You keep that up and I'm going to give you a nice mouthful of cum."
It was exactly what she was afraid of, but she had to do it anyway. She slipped one hand down and she started playing with his balls. Her head bobbed faster. She was taking his prick deeper into her mouth. His hot cock-knob was at the back of her throat with each of his fuck-thrusts.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "This is what I fucking like. I love it so much. It feels so fucking good!"
He reached down and grabbed her head. His ass started thrusting upward as he started fucking his prick even deeper into her wet mouth; Now his pre-cum was mixing with her saliva and bubbling out everywhere. She could feel warm slime dripping to her tits.
"I'm going to give you a fucking mouthful," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my jizz in your mouth right now, bitch. Right fucking now! Oh shiiiit!"
She was hardly ready for it as he stabbed upward and his prick started exploding jism. She found herself swallowing his thick salty cum. She kept swallowing and allowing his milky cum to drip out of the sides of her mouth.
"That's the way, bitch," he told her. "Swallow it all. Swallow every fucking drop!"
She did the best she could to swallow all the cum that she could. She kept swallowing for a long time until her throat was getting sore. She still had a lot of his cum on her tits and on her chin. She raised her head and licked some of it away.
"Was that satisfactory?" she asked.
"You're getting better," he admitted.