Chapter 2
Willie had a problem. His wife liked to smack him around during sex.
He needed to make sure that she got hers.
But he needed a professional to inflict the kind of punishment he wasn't capable of.
He needed someone who knew the ropes.
Literally.
Which is why, when he came across Linda's phone number, from a very happy guy in a bar one night, a fellow named Bob who was getting drunk, celebrating his wife's return to form after a visit to something called the Sadists Torture Pit, he was sure this was the place to bring Mary.
Linda, this Linda woman, she would teach Mary a thing or two.
It was all arranged so that Willie would bring Mary to the pit on the following Friday night.
The only problem was, Mary didn't want to go.
In an emergency phone call that day, Willie called Linda.
She told him it was no problem.
"Just drop a couple of these pills into her coffee, after you eat, and that will knock her out.
"Then put her into your car and bring her down."
Willie had to go over and get the pills himself.
He brought them back to the house, and that night as they sat around having coffee, he quietly slipped them into her drink.
Ten minutes later she was sleeping like a baby.
He lifted her up and brought her outside to his car.
No problem.
Then, he drove downtown, to The Pit. There were two men waiting for her. And Linda, in the reception room. "We'll take good care of her. You may pick her up tomorrow ... "
"Oh...."
"What's the matter...."
"I ... well ... that is ... I thought I was going to be able to watch...."
Linda didn't want it that way this time. She had taken one look at Mary and decided she really wanted to do a number on this one.
"Not tonight, darling ... next time, if you're very, very good."
He was disappointed, but when Linda assured him that it would work just to his most private and lascivious desires, he gave in.
"Do you want a receipt," Linda asked.
"For what?"
"For Mary...."
That really struck him as a weird notion. He left, and went home and got drunk. Which was something that Mary wished she could have done.
When she came to, she found her hands hanging from a chain attached to the ceiling, in what looked to be some sort of torture chamber.
"Where ... where am I...." she asked, groggily....
"In my hands," Linda said.
"Who are you...."
"That's not important. What is is that you've been treating Willie poorly. And for that you have to be punished...."
Mary's face lit up, as if it had caught fire.
"I'll ... I'll ... he'll be sorry...."
"Will he?"
There was a frightening aspect to Linda's question.
First off, now that she had a chance to study her, Mary could see that the woman was dressed in a very strange outfit.
First, it was made entirely of leather.
A leather bra, leather panties, and leather boots.
And there was this strange amulet around her neck, of a cock and balls.
As if she owned them.
And possessed them.
And commanded respect for them.
"What ... what are you going to do ... with me...."
Mary's tone was beginning to change.
"Pleasure myself with you ... of course...."
Now, Linda came over to the woman, and began to apply the dress.
The first thing she did, now that Mary was completely nude, was to put a leather collar around her neck.
Mary tried to move, but she realized that the reason she was on tiptoes was because her hands were on an adjustable chain link, made to make her stand that way, to be the most vulnerable.
And cooperative.
Now, as she dangled, she noticed that Linda was holding a length of rubber.
"I'm going to put this around your tits," she said to the woman, who struggled, vainly, to escape the woman's knowing hands.
In another couple of seconds, the thing was secured.
She felt the pressure on her soft, sweet titties, and then, it was multiplied several times by the little rubber piece that attached it to her neck collar.
"There," Linda said, as she surveyed her work.
"Lovely ... lovely...."
"Please ... don't...."
But there was absolutely no use in pleading. She was going to get the full treatment.
Now, Linda bent down, holding a pair of special leather panties.
Special because they were crotchless.
Special because there was a butt plug built right into them.
Special because the butt plug was attached to a rubber spigot.
It took Linda only a couple of seconds to get Mary to spread her legs and take the thing up her luscious thighs.
"I want them tight on your hips," Linda said, as she made sure the fit was tight and secure.
"Now, spread them...."
Mary did as she was told.
Linda then attached each of her captive's ankles to the cuffs that were on the floor, permanently imbedded and spread apart.
"That's right ... that's how I like to find you...." she said.
She put her hand on the exposed pussy of the girl, as she stood helplessly with her legs spread apart, and started to rub it.
After a couple of strokes, it was obvious she was getting to the girl.
"Jesus ... that's ... so ... good...."
"Yes...." Linda said, her eyes half-closed, humid with lust.
Now, she began to work in earnest.
She took a small pinclip and held it up so that Mary could see it plainly in front of her face.
"What's that ... for...." she asked, the fear reawakened in her.
It was part of the Linda's expertise. She used a combination of fear and heat to keep Mary off-guard, never knowing what to expect next.
"It's a tit piercer," she said simply. "I'm going to use it on your right tit...."
"NO!" the woman screamed.
But that only made Linda's blood run hotter.
She put her hand on the imprisoned tittie, and began to push the needle right through the nipple, oblivious to the screams coming from her prisoner.
"NO ... OH GOD ... NO ... NOT THAT ... DON'T DO THAT.. TO ME.. GOD.. NO...."
"Yes," was all that Linda said, as finally, with one powerful push, she got the needle right through the girl's nipple!
Mary's fate broke out in a beady sweat. She didn't think she was going to be able to take much more of this....
"I'm ... I'm going ... crazy...." she said, as she tried to keep her breathing steady....
"That's all right," Linda said, as she reached down and got the five pound fishing weight out of her little pack of goodies.
She held this up too.
"No ... no more...."
Mary was in a semi-swoon, not being able to take the pain that was being given to her.
"Yes ... more ... lots more...."
With that, Mary attached the weight to the girl's pin pierce, and let it hand.
"JESUS ... IT HURTS ... IT HURTS SO MUCH...."
It turned Linda on to know that she was making the woman suffer.
It was Linda's special talent, one that she nurtured very carefully.
"Now," she said, "Let's get down to serious business."
"Please ... no more ... no more...." Her pleadings fell on deaf ears. Linda produced a bottle of vodka, one hundred proof.
Mary's eyes widened in fright as she saw it. It was ice-cold, having been kept in a special freezer.
"Now, I'm going to really give it to you," Linda said.
She reached under the girl's bottom, to where the other end of the butt plug, the spigot end, was.
She attached a hose to it, a hose that ran in a curve, and wound up with a funnel on the other end.
"I'm going to give you an enema with this vodka...."
Mary didn't say anything.
She didn't have to.
A vodka enema meant that she was going to be intoxicated. The alcohol would enter her bloodstream even faster than before, and get her really drunk!
Oh, how she struggled against her bonds.
And, at the same time, much to her amazement, her pussy was swollen and pouting, dripping around the edges, ready for anything ... wishing for anything ... wishing to be fucked ... to be fucked, in her fantasies, by Willie.
Or Linda.
Or both.
Now, though, she turned her attentions to what Linda was doing.
She'd opened the bottle and was proceeding to pour the stuff into the funnel.
It wasn't going inside of her yet.
It wouldn't until Linda was ready to let it go.
When the entire quart was in the tube, she put the bottle down, and came up to the woman.
"Now," she said, "Just put your head up ... that's right ... just like that...."
Mary did as she was told, helped by Linda's fingers lightly brushing her underneath.
Then, Linda kissed her.
Full on the lips.
She let her tongue go exploring inside her captive's mouth.
And she wasn't surprised, when Mary returned the kiss.
As much in pain as she was, she couldn't deny that she was also getting turned on to the action. And loving it.
And wishing it would never stop!
Now, as Linda stared into her eyes, and kept one hand on the funnel tube, she lowered her other and shoved three full fingers into Mary's pouting pussy!
"Jesus...." Mary said, twisting her head from side to side ... 'That's so ... I can't ... oh God ... so good...."
She was cooing now with delight, and swallowing repeatedly, trying to catch her breath.
Now, Linda knew, she was ready.
Ready to take it all.
She held the funnel up and released the bottom clip, which allowd the vodka to run into the girl's ass.
"Ooohhh...."
"Yes...."
"Shi ... shit...."
"So good...."
"Yes ... God...."
"You like it...."
"Yes...."
"You love it...."
"I ... love it...."
Linda was being merciless.
She didn't stop the flow until the entire quart of vodka was up the girl's pussy.
Then she put the funnel down and put her hands on the girl's face.
"How do you feel?"
"I ... I'm ... Oh ... I don't...."
The alochol was taking efffect.
Mary was sloshed.
"Good ... that's the way I want you...."
Now, Linda got down on her knees.
She put a pillow underneath her so she could be comfortable.
Her eyes were level with Mary's gaping cunt.
The tube was still in the butt plug, and the clamp was back on, so even if Mary wanted to let loose, she couldn't.
It was perfect!
Now, Lina put her hands on Mary's thighs, and gazed into the spread pussy in front of her. She was salivating.
Her tongue flicked out and licked her lips.
Then, with a wicked smile, she brought her mouth right up to it.
She put her lips just lightly on Mary's pussy, and let them stay there awhile.
"Ohhh ... that's so...."
Mary, now drunk, only wanted to get as much of Linda's mouth as she could.
She tried to spread her legs.
Linda, studying her captive's pussy quite intimately, put two fingers into the girl's pussy and stretched it wide.
She kept it open, and let the juice flow out of the thick, pink insides.
"Please ... oh, God ... suck it...."
It was an invitation that Linda found irresistible.
She opened her mouth and let it come down on the woman's cunny.
She had the pussy opened so wide that it completely engulfed her own mouth.
She let it close in on her face, washing it, enveloping her.
And then she started using her tongue.
She knew just how to make it work to her best advantage.
She flicked and poked with it, moving it in and out, until finally, she knew she had the woman on the verge of coming.
So she slowed down.
She didn't want her getting off quite so soon.
She changed her rhythms.
She began a series of hot pokes, deep into the warm tunnel of the woman's cunt.
She kept pushing and probing there, taking her time, getting her tongue far up that hot, glistening box.
"Ohh ... what are you ... what are you doing to ... meee...."
Linda ignored her, and kept on pushing and wiggling her tongue.
Now, she knew Mary was going to come.
And there was no way to stop her.
So she increased the action of her mouth, sucking harder, trying to draw as much of it down as she could.
It didn't take long.
When Mary was finally allowed to come, she let forth a dynamic stream of her spending, giving it all over to Linda's mouth.
"Yes ... oh God ... yes ... yes...."
Finally, after she was finished spending, she tried to catch her breath.
She couldn't believe how good she felt.
And then, she realized, she really had to shit!
It was the vodka enema.
"Please...." she was begging, pleading, she really had to go. "Well, maybe...." Linda said.
"I'll do anything ... I promise ... "
"Anything?"
"Yes ... damn it ... anything you want...."
"Will you treat your husband a little better than you have been...."
"I'll treat him like a prince ... I promise ... like a fucking prince...."
"You better...."
"I will...."
"Because if you don't, we'll get you back here, and I don't even want to think about what I'll have to do to her...."
"Don't worry ... I promise ... now please, let me get to the bathroom...."
Linda smiled.
And she took her sweet time in undoing the girl's bonds.
Still, she kept the wrists chained, once they were free, and led Mary by a leash around her collar to the bathroom.
While she was in there, and Linda knew she would be for a long time, she decided to call Willie.
He picked the phone up on the first ring.
"Hello?"
"It's Linda."
"Yes ... how is it going ... "
"You can come and pick her up now...." A flash of heat went to his head. "Is she ... is she...."
"She's been trained ... thoroughly ... "
"Great...."
"She won't be giving you any more trouble ... I can assure you of that ... "
"You mean...."
There was a smile in her voice.
"If I say she's been trained, you can believe me...."
"I'll be right over...."
It took about a half hour for Willie to get to the pit.
When he did, he pulled up outside and went to collect his wife.
She was sitting there, with the cuffs on her wrists, her head bowed.
"Here's your wife back."
Willie smiled.
"Are you going to behave yourself now?"
"Yes, Linda," Mary said, humbly. "Tell your husband...."
"You are the prince from now on ... and I will serve you faithfully and sexually, to please your every whim...."
There was a glint in her eyes which said that she meant what she said.
Willie happily paid Linda.
He would have given her the mortgage on his house if she'd wanted it.
On the way home, Willie decided to test out his new position.
"What are we going to do tonight...."
"Anything you want, dear ... "
"Will you suck my cock?"
"Oh, gladly ... "
"Will you take it up the ass?"
"As many times as you want to give it to me there...."
"Will you jerk me off?"
"I will ... and lick my fingers clean...." It was amazing to Willie. What a little training could do. He never had anther problem with her. Anytime she even thought about acting up, all she had to do was think about the awful night she was gotten drunk up her ass, and tortured with the tit clips.
Nothing was worth going through that again. Not even the things that Willie made her do. And, she had to admit to herself, that they weren't so bad.
She kind of liked being pushed around and abused.
It made her feel wanted.
And that was the greatest feeling in the world.!