Chapter 3
Jill talked too much. And it drove Dave crazy. Oh, loved his wife all right. There was no problem with that.
And he loved fucking her. No problem there either.
No, the problem was somewhere else.
She just wouldn' shut up.
She needed to be taught a lesson about the qualities of silence.
But he had no idea how to do it.
He wished he could call up a service that knew how to quiet talky wives.
One night, it got so bad, she wanted to discuss the upcoming presidential elections, and it was more than three years away!
He told he was going out for a drink.
He needed a break!
He went down to the corner bar, the little place where he liked to get away when things got too ... loud back at the house.
It was there that he ran into his old friend Willie.
"Jeez, guy, you seem happy tonight...."
"Yeah, well, why shouldn't I be ... I finally found a way to control my wife...."
That made Dave's ears perk up.
"Yeah? How'd you do that?"
So Willie told Dave all about the Sadist's Torture Pit, and the wonders of Linda.
Dave sat back, nursing his beer.
"That's what I need. Something that's going to make Jill ... shut up for awhile."
"Here, why don't you give Linda a call. Tell her you spoke to me ... I bet there's something she can do for you."
Dave wasted no time.
The next day, at work, he closed the door to his office and made the call.
He got Linda on the phone, after mentioning Willie's name. "What can I do for you."
"My wife talks to much."
"That's too bad."
"Yes ... otherwise she's a real dream. I just don't know how to shut her up." Linda was intrigued.
Especially after she heard the description of the woman.
Long, aristorcratic legs, gorgeous blond hair, full tits, dazzling smile, great fuck....
She decided that she might have the solution.
"I suggest you bring her over to the pit ... here's the address...."
Dave said it would be no problem.
All he would have to do would be to suggest it, and Linda would jump at it.
She was that kind of a woman.
An anything goes kind of girl.
"So," she said, as Dave drove.
"Where are we going? To a party? I love parties ... I love meeting new people, and getting to know all about them, and...."
Dave was about to tell her to shut up, but thought better of it.
He would get all the peace and quiet he would need, soon enough.
He arrived at the address, and parked the car.
Jill was still gibbering. Dave knocked on the plain, metal door. It swung open.
A gigantic goon type ushered them in. "Strange place," Jill said. "Reminds me of the time...."
They were led down a long corridor, and then into what looked like a living room, of sorts.
And there was Linda, looking quite lovely, in a leather corset, leather garter belt, black boots that almost but not quite came up as high as her stockings, and a smile on her face that was enough to put the fear of God into you.
"Hi," she said, with a smirk on her face.
"Hello! You must be Linda!"
"And you must be Jill."
"That's right. How did you know?"
"Because I heard your voice all the way from down the hall. Don't you ever know when to shut up?"
Jill looked at her, and then at her husband.
"She can't talk to me like that! Are you going to let her talk to me like that? The last time...."
"Jesus, will you shut up?" Dave said, looking at Linda.
"See what I mean."
Linda shook her head up and down.
She couldn't get over it.
The woman was so good-looking, yet she really could drive you crazy, the way she talked. She knew just what to do. "Have a drink, darling, and you'll feel better ... "
"Well...."
"Oh, go ahead," Linda said. "It will do wonders for you, I promise...."
The wonders had to do with the fact that the drink was spiked.
That special powder that made gorgeous women helpless, and vulnerable.
She'd given Jill a double dose. Women like her needed them.
Now, as Jill kind of swooned backwards in her chair, Linda turned to Dave.
"Do you want to watch?"
He shook his head up and down.
"All right, but it has to be from another room. Through a one-way mirror. I can't have you interfering with anything. Understand?"
Dave shook his head yes.
"And I have complete carte blanche, correct?"
Dave shook his head.
"What is she talking about," Jill said, her head in a swirl, not being able to control her motor functions.
Not even when she was led by the hand, by Linda. And then, mercifully, she thought, she kind of fainted, amost dead away. When she came to, she felt uncomfortable.
She couldn't place it.
Until she realized that her hands were stretched out, along a rubber spiked bar that went along her back, which her arms were twisted around and tied at the ends.
And it hurt.
"What's...."
She tried to move, and it was then she realized that the collar around her neck was attached to a chain, which went to the ceiling, making her unable to move.
And her feet were spread-eagled, where she stood, and attached to cuffs that were attached, in turn, to the floor.
What was going on?
And then she saw Linda.
The grinning, evil Linda.
"What have you ... done to me...." she asked.
"You talk to much ... you ask too many questions ... I'm going to have to cure you of that...."
It put a certain intangible fear into the woman.
She was afraid.
And to make it worse, she wasn't sure why. Now, Linda took what looked like a ring, and held it up to Jill's face. "See this?"
"Yes...."
"It's from Africa. It's used to pierce noses. That's what I'm going to do to you. I'm going to pierce your nose ... ' "NO ... "
"Yes...."
And with that, Linda went to work.
It was an easy job to get the sharp edges of the rung into the girl's nose.
In spite of all her protests, it slipped in easily.
Now, she stepped back to survey her work.
"Excellent," she murmured, as the tears came down Jill's face.
"No ... no more ... please ... take it out...."
"But, my dear, we've hardly begun."
Linda produced another ring. On that one was another space and another set of points.
"Now, I'm going to pierce your lips, to keep them quiet."
"But ... but...."
"No buts, darling ... you really do talk to much ... "
"I can't have ... my lips ... "
"Be happy it's not your pussy ... although that is an idea ... "
"God...."
"Here ... you can chew on this for a while...."
She put a spiked stake through her mouth.
The spikes were made of hard rubber, so they wouldn't cause any permanent damage.
Now, while Jill was chewing on that, Linda did the lip piercing with the ring, making sure that it went through the girl's mouth.
The tears continued to flow.
It was incredible!
Now, Linda added the final touch.
She took the loop in the collar and attached another ring to that.
And then she led down two chains, from the loop, so that each one went to one of the girl's gorgeous breasts.
"Such lovely titties," Linda said. "Mmmmfff....
"What's the matter? Can't talk all of a sudden? What a pity!"
Yes it was, Linda thought. A pity that I can't do more to you.
But there was still something left.
The chains were connected to nipple grabbers. These were inside two loops that went around the nipples, making them hard and held in place by razor-like metal.
Once they were secured, the slightest movement could cause some very severe damage.
"There," Linda said, when she was finally finished.
"I think that will hold you for a while ... "
"MMMffff...."
"You've been brought here because you talk too much! I'm going to give you something to talk about, and when I'm through with you, you'll have learned the meaning of not saying anything anymore!"
The poor girl struggled, but as soon as she did so, she realize that the more she moved, the worse the pain became.
She couldn't believe that Dave had done this to her.
Could she have been that mean to him? That awful?
She didn't think so. But maybe....
Maybe there was something to this matter of her talking too much.
Now, though, her mind shot to other things.
Like the dildo that Linda was strapping on.
"I'm going to make you come, and you're not going to be able to say anything, or do anything about it."
"Mmmmff....
"What's that? I'm afraid I can't hear you."
She let out a wicked grin.
She wasn't going to hesitate now.
Meanwhile, in the other room, Dave had his dick out of his pants, and was whacking away.
The sight of his wife trussed and pierced as she was proved to be incredible!
And it was helped by the fact that now she was going to get fucked.
Ordinarily, seeing his wife get fucked by someone else, most likely a man, would have driven him crazy!
But now, since it was Linda, it was really turning him on.
He really liked the girl. The way she moved. The way she handled herself.
It was a pleasure to watch!
Now, though, he was staring as Linda began to make some moves on his wife.
With the dildo.
She was going to give Jill the fucking of her life.
Teach her a good lesson.
Make her understand who was boss.
She was standing in front of the woman, staring deeply into her eyes, laughing as the tears streamed down poor Jill's face.
"Don't worry ... this won't hurt ... you'll really like it ... I'm an expert with my prick...."
"Mmmmmmfffff...."
"Yes ... yes ... too bad, I can't understand a word you're saying...."
With that, she began to spread the lips of Jill's pussy.
One of the best side benefits to this job, if you could call it that, was getting to fuck all these great looking women.
The husbands kept on bringing their wives down, and having her work on them.
Poor guys.
Didn't they know how to keep a woman happy? It was all so amusing to her.
She started to insert the head.
"There ... that's so good, isn't it...."
She was standing at just the right height, so that a slight move of her hips was enough to produce a ton of pleasure.
She moved a little slower, than a little faster, until she was halfway up.
Then she put her hands on the girl's shoulders, and bent over, and kissed the entrapped nipples.
First one, then the other.
"Mmmmmffff...."
"I know ... it's so good."
She worked on the woman mercilessly.
In spite of having to stand stock still in order to avoid the obvious pain, there was no way that Jill was going to be able to take the working over of her nipples and her pussy without moving.
The effects were instantaneous.
She was moving on her own nipples, causing the rings to do their thing, biting even deeper.
And the piercing was hurting her so much ... yet she couldn't cry.
The tears were no longer tears of fury, or tears of pain.
They were strictly of the pleasurable kind. The fucking she was getting was driving her crazy. Now, Linda increased her moves. She was giving the woman the best fucking she'd ever gotten!
She thought her feet were going to give out, and so it was a good thing, after all, that she was being held up on the rubber spikes.
She couldn't hold out any longer.
She surrendered to her own desires, and began to move her hips back and forth.
She continued humping, and soon, she was really begging for it, grunting and groaning, and coming and slavering....
Her mouth was salivating through the rings, and there was nothing she could do about it!
"Dear baby ... oh, yes ... take it deep ... take it all the way up...."
She watched her prisoner's face.
She loved it when the blushes came like nuclear clouds, in waves, going ever higher up her body.
She was naked and she was being fucked!
Dave couldn't believe it either.
Now, Linda slowly took out the dildo, completely, letting it fall out of the woman's pussy.
"Mmmmmmffff...."
Linda smiled.
"What's the matter...."
Jill shook her head.
In spite of the pain, she had to somehow get the message across.
She needed that rubber cock!
"You want me to put it back in?"
There was a wicked grin on Linda's face.
There was a pleading look on Jill's.
Dave, watching through the window, was completely fascinated.
He couldn't believe the way his wife was begging for it....
"Do you promise not to talk so much ... and to appreciate your husband more than you do now...."
Jill shook her head up and down, quickly....
"All right then, I'll put it in...."
She slowly opened the woman's pussy and slid her dildo back up.
All the way up.
All the way so that there hot bushes were mingling, pubic hair to pubic hair.
Linda could tell that Jill was going to come.
She took it halfway out and the woman went crazy.
"No?"
Jill shook her head no.
"You want me to keep it in?"
This time she shook her head yes.
She could have kissed Linda when the woman shoved it all the way back.
And she would have, if her mouth wasn' t pierced.
Linda figured she'd had enough.
Now, she was fucking her charge in earnest, giving her long, deep strokes, making her crazy, going all the way up, and then all the way out, continuously, until she thought the woman was going to go out of her mind!
Dave couldn't take any more.
He was working his cock real hard, and then, as he thought his wife was coming, he started to come also, shooting his stuff all the way out, until finally, he was filled, all over his hands, with his own jism.
As for Jill, she was spending and crying at the same time, not believing how good this could feel.
And Linda didn't stop fucking her until she was completely done.
Finally, she agreed to let Jill loose.
Slowly, and carefully, she took all the bindings off the woman, saving the mouth loops for the end.
"If I take these off, you have to promise not to give anyone a hard time ... Do you promise?"
Jill shook her head yes.
"And most of all, you have to promise not to talk so much. Do we have a deal?"
Again, Jill was most agreeable.
"Then you have to stay real still so I can get these off."
Jill did as she was told, and her mouth was finally freed.
"Thank you...." she said, meekly, not adding any extra words.
"That's better," Linda said.
She led Jill back to be reunited with her husband.
I don't think you'll have any more trouble with her...."
"Thank you so much."
He paid Linda and they were about to leave, when the woman gave him the one reminder.
Actually, to the both of them.
"If you do have any trouble, just bring her back. I'll make her wish she'd never learned how to talk in the first place."
The message wasn't lost on Linda.
She didn't say a word all the way back home.
And for a long time after that. Linda had done a good job on her.
She'd taught her a lesson she'd never forget.
Dave couldn't get over the change in his wife.
She was no longer the chatter box she'd always been.
He figured the tiny scars on her lips, and in her nose were responsible for that.
After all, you couldn't forget something that was so obvious a reminder to you.
He was never happier, since the day he'd brought his wife to Linda.
Or hotter.
He found he was fucking his wife twice as much as before.
And enjoying it a whole lot more too.
After all, he didn't have to listen to all that gabbing!