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 Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 9

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   When they returned from the woods, Edgar and Monica took Julie
immediately to her suite.  She was a mess.  Cum was dripping out of her
pussy and anus, and her tits were bruised from the rough treatment of the
blacks.

   Edgar was raging mad, but he said nothing for now anyway.  He thought of
the implications of Julie's actions and what could have happened. 
Fortunately, they found Julie first and were able to get her back to the
estate unseen.  Edgar did have the contract and yes it was legal, but still
he would have a lot of explaining to do.

   As for the convicts, he had contacts at the prison that would make sure
they kept quiet about their afternoon romp.  He was sure the three blacks
wouldn't want to add rape charges to the other charges they were already
facing.  He made several phone calls to ensure damage control.

   Julie bathed, and Monica then took some time to inspect her for any
permanent damage.  Fortunately, her bruised tits were the worst of it. 
There were no internal injuries as far as she could tell.  Still she would
need to see the doctor for a complete physical.

   Edgar was pacing back and forth, waiting for Julie to finish getting
cleaned up.  Luckily, he had some time to cool down.  Things were not
looking good for her.  Finally, Monica and Julie came out of the bathroom,
and Edgar wasted no time.

   "What were you thinking?" Edgar yelled.

   Julie had never seen him this mad.

   "I just wanted..."

   "I don't care what you wanted, damn it!" he said still pacing back and
forth in front of her.

   "Maybe we should all take some time off to settle down, and then we can
sort this out after dinner.  I think Julie knows she's going to be punished
for leaving the premises," Monica said calmly.

   Monica knew she had to diffuse the situation before things got out of
hand.  Right now Edgar was highly emotional, and, although he handled
himself quite well up to now, she didn't want to take any chances.  Julie
underwent a traumatic experience and needed some time to settle down.

   "Yes, of course, you're right, Monica, but first I want to give our
naïve slut a little reality check," he said calmly.  "And I promise to
maintain my composure."

   Julie felt uneasy.  She botched probably her only opportunity to get
away from Edgar.

   "Now, Julie, let's suppose you got away.  Then what?" Edgar asked.

   "I don't know," she replied awkwardly.

   "Would you go to the authorities?" he asked.

   "Maybe," she said hesitantly.

   She couldn't lie.  That's probably what she would do in order to save
her husband too.

   "Well, let's pursue that option for a moment," Edgar suggested.  "What
would you tell the police?"

   "I'm not sure.  I would tell them the truth, of course," she said.

   "And what is the truth?" Edgar asked.

   "That... that..."

   "That the day after your wedding you decided to visit my home?" Edgar
asked.

   "No," Julie stammered.

   "But isn't that the truth?" Edgar asked.

   "Well, yes, but..."

   "But, what?  You said you would tell the truth," Edgar pressed on.

   "Yes, I would tell them that we returned to your estate," she stammered.


   "Returned!  Do you have any proof that you were here prior to that
time?" Edgar asked.

   "Well, no, but you..."

   He was confusing her.

   "Do you have proof?" he pressed her.

   "No, of course not, but..."

   "Monica and I were not even here on your wedding night.  We have friends
that would testify under oath that we were attending a party at their
house," Edgar said.

   "That's a lie.  You did all those terrible things to us on our wedding
night," Julie cried.

   "Prove it!"

   "And you tricked us into signing that contract!" she added.

   "Tricked you?  Can you read, Julie?" he asked.

   "Yes, I can read," she said defensively.

   "If you bothered to read what you were signing, you wouldn't be here
today," he stated.  "Weren't you taught never to sign anything before
reading the fine print?"

   Julie hung her head defeated.

   "You can't substantiate any of the accusations you're making against me.
You have to provide evidence.  You are making the accusations.  The burden
of proof is on you.  Don't you know anything?"

   Julie remained silent, feeling trapped.

   "Let's forget about the contract.  Do you realize that I have hundreds
of hours of video of you being fucked by a dog, fucked by a black man,
fucked by a snake, fucked by an old man, eating out an old woman, giving me
a blow job, eating out Monica, being fisted by a Mexican, and in every
single one of those videos, you are a willing participant," Edgar said.

   Yes, Julie knew.  She had been forced to watch many of those videos, and
in every one she looked like she was enjoying herself.  It was true, but
they made her like that.

   "Do you also realize that in most of them you are begging to be fucked?
Do you remember begging for the snake last night?" he asked.

   "Yes," she said quietly.

   "If you want, you can leave right now.  Take Doug and get out.  Actually
that offer is open to you at any time.  I will not hold you here against
your will," he said.

   Julie looked up incredulously.

   "You're not serious?" she asked.

   "I'm very serious, but understand that there are consequences for your
actions.  If you chose to leave, I will send some very select DVD's of you
and Doug in action to your parents, Doug's parents, your pastor, your
friends, members of the church, and I assure you that you will become the
biggest porn star on the Internet.  You will be featured on every major pay
site as well as private sites internationally," Edgar warned.

   "You wouldn't do that!" Julie stammered.

   "You know I would, Julie.  If you chose to leave, those videos will be
in the mail before you're ten miles from here," he said.  "What would your
father, the Reverend Matthews, think seeing you deep throated by an old man
and then smiling at the camera with a mouth full of cum and no teeth?"

   "Oh God, no!" Julie wailed.

   "How about your younger sister..."

   "How do you know I have...?"

   "Julie, I know everything about you.  Andrea, your eighteen year old
sister, just graduated from high school.  She attended McDaniel's Christian
Academy and graduated with honors.  Do you want to hear more?" Edgar asked.

   Julie hung her head and whimpered.  How did he know?  Why would he even
bother to get that kind of information about her family?

   "Your mother is an elementary school teacher.  She has taught elementary
school for twenty-three years and is contemplating early retirement," Edgar
added.  "And let's not forget your father, the Rev.  Charles Matthews, who
has pastored the same Methodist church for 34 years."

   "That's enough!" Julie whispered.

   "There is nothing I don't know about you and your family," he hissed as
he stood close to her.  "I made it my business to know everything about
you!"

   "Monica, tell Charles to bring their car around to the front.  Then get
Doug, and he and his bride may leave," he stated.

   "No, wait!" Julie blurted out, clinging to him.

   "Isn't that what you want?" Edgar asked.

   "No, I don't want that at all.  I want to stay," she said as she hung
her head in shame.

   How could she possibly go home and face her parents and friends after
they've seen those disgusting videos of her and Doug.  She was trapped. 
There was no way out.  Edgar held all the cards.  Her fate was in his
hands. She would never leave this place.

   "Are you sure, Julie?" he asked smiling

   "Yes, I'm sure," she whispered.

   "And you'll be a good girl?" he asked.

   "I'll be anything you want," she whispered.

   "This won't excuse you from being severely punished.  I hope you
understand that," he said.

   Julie nodded.

   "Allow her to rest for the remainder of the afternoon.  Have Juanita
come in and take over.  I'll see you in my study," Edgar said to Monica. 
Julie was exhausted and slept most of the afternoon.  She looked somewhat
rested when she came down to dinner.  Her sleep was disturbed by visions of
her rape at the hands of the three black convicts.  During her waking hours
she dwelled on the fact that Edgar knew so much about her family.  How? 
Why?

   Later in the afternoon Edgar's private physician stopped by to examine
Julie.  Edgar wielded a great deal of influence in the community, and Dr.
Richards was beholding to him in more ways than one.  This was just one way
he could return the favor.  He examined Julie thoroughly and took some
blood samples so that she could be tested for AIDS and other sexually
transmitted diseases.  The last thing Edgar needed was a carrier living in
his house.  Upon preliminary examination she was fine and there were no
major medical concerns.

   As part of her punishment she had to wear 7 inch heels to dinner which
were almost impossible to walk in.  She was practically standing on her
toes, and her feet were cramping as she walked.  She also was not allowed
to wear much in the line of clothing other than a push up bra which nicely
displayed her huge tits and black thigh high stockings.

   Doug and Julie didn't see each other until dinner.  Of course, Doug had
no idea of his wife's afternoon adventure with the three black convicts.

   Doug could hardly contain himself as he looked at Julie sitting across
from him.  His testicles ached so much.  If only he could get a hard-on.

   Her food was laced with a small dose of GHB, the rape drug.  She would
need it before the evening was over.  He made sure that the dose was enough
to get her aroused but not enough to knock her out.  He wanted her aware of
everything that was about to happen to her.

   After dinner everyone except Julie and Edgar retired to the living room.
He detained her in the dining room for a short time after Doug and Monica
left.

   "As you know, what you did this afternoon is inexcusable.  I expect you
to tell us everything that happened from the time you left the estate until
the time that we found you.  Monica and I have discussed this fully and
decided on an appropriate punishment for you.  Trust me, it will not be one
that you will enjoy," Edgar warned.

   "I'm so sorry," Julie said meekly.

   "Yes, I imagine you are," he replied.

   The walk to the living room was an experience for Julie.  Besides having
a difficult time with the seven inch heels which were killing her feet, her
tits bounced up and down seductively on her chest with every step she took.
This caused her inch long nipples to rub on the inside of her bra cups,
sending titillating sensations up and down her spine.

   "Stand in the center of the room, slut," Edgar ordered.

   Julie walked to the spot Edgar indicated as a chain was lowered from the
ceiling.  Edgar followed her and removed her bra.  Her wrists were attached
to the chain which was then raised, forcing her arms up and over her head.

   "Spread you legs," Edgar ordered.

   Julie obeyed tottering on the seven inch heels.  Her calves were taut
from the way the high heels forced her up on her toes.  She was a vision to
behold but this position was excruciatingly painful for the young slut.

   "Monica, Doug looks extremely uncomfortable.  Why don't you get him out
of that contraption and put the boy at ease," Edgar suggested.

   Doug under Monica's direction stripped.  She then removed the Houdini
Chastity Harness, setting his aching balls and cock free.  His cock
immediately sprang to life as he beheld his sultry bride strung up
tottering on the seven inch heels.

   "Is that better, baby?" Monica asked, stroking his liberated cock.

   "Oh God, yes, thank you," he said.

   "Bring Doug over here, Monica.  I think we need to fill him in on what
transpired this afternoon," Edgar said.

   Doug was escorted over to his wife who was hanging by her arms obviously
in a highly aroused state.

   "What a slut she is!" Doug thought.  "She's always hot and horny."

   "You're probably not aware that your wife attempted to escape today."
Edgar started.

   "What?" Doug exclaimed.

   "Yes, she managed to get out the front door, and then she ran into the
woods that border my estate," Edgar continued.

   Doug had no idea and was surprised by this revelation.  That explains
why Monica left in such a hurry this afternoon.

   "How did she get out?" Doug asked.

   "That is of little consequence, my boy, the larger question is what did
she do once she did escape?" Edgar answered.  "I've waited until tonight to
question her.  Julie can explain to all of us what happened."

   Julie caught most of what was being said, however, in her drugged state
it took her much longer to process the information.  The GHB had taken
effect.  She was so aroused.  Why didn't someone just fuck her?

   "Well, slut, what happened once you entered the woods?" Edgar asked as
he lightly ran his index finger over her throbbing right nipple.  Julie
shivered.  Her nipple was so sensitive, and Edgar's finger felt so good.

   "Well, I followed this path until I was pulled off the trail and thrown
to the ground," Julie said.

   "Yes?"

   "There were three black men.  I think they were escaped convicts or
something.  They wore prison uniforms," Julie explained as Edgar traced a
circle around her other nipple.

   Julie moaned at his touch.

   "Yes, touch me," she thought.  "Squeeze my tits!  Suck on them!"

   "Go on," Edgar said calmly.

   "One of the men held me from behind while another ripped off my top and
my bra.  They mauled my tits and pulled and sucked on them.  I didn't want
them to do that to me, but they wouldn't stop," Julie explained as a moan
escaped her lips.

   Doug's jaw dropped open.  Three black men captured his wife?

   "What happened next, slut?" Monica asked.

   "The black man holding me ripped off my thong and saw that I was wet."

   "You were wet!" Doug asked incredulously.

   "Yes, I couldn't help it.  They were all over my tits," Julie groaned as
Edgar lightly touched her clit.

   "Then what happened?" Edgar asked.

   Then the black man holding me from behind threw me to the ground.  The
other two held me down by my arms.  I couldn't move.  I tried kicking, but
the third black man threatened me," Julie groaned.

   "Yes, go on," Edgar encouraged her still teasing her sensitive nipples.

   "I had no choice.  I stopped kicking, and then he ran his large black
cock up and down between my pussy lips," Julie moaned.

   "Did you like that?" Monica asked.

   "I don't know," Julie lied.

   "What do you mean you don't know?" Edgar questioned her.

   "I... I..." Julie hesitated confused and so aroused by her own retelling
of the afternoon's events.

   "Your cunt is sopping wet, you slut," Edgar said as he ran his finger
between her fat, swollen labia.  Julie moaned, filled with lust.  They knew
what she was.  She knew it too.

   "Yes!  Yes!  I liked it!  I loved it!" she admitted as Edgar withdrew
his finger.

   "I don't believe this!" Doug exclaimed.  "Those blacks are raping you,
and you love it?"

   "Yes, goddamit, I loved his fat black cock tearing into my fucking cunt.
I liked the way the other two blacks mauled my tits and sucked on them and
bit them.  I was so turned on," Julie broke down.  There was no stopping
her now.  It was as if the flood gates were opened.

   "What then, slut?" Edgar asked as he returned to teasing her nipples.

   "Then the black man fucking my pussy pulled out.  I didn't want him to.
I wanted him to fuck my brains out.  He felt so good, and he was so big. 
He was pounding the crap out of me, and then there was nothing!"

   "That was it.  That was all that happened?" Monica asked.

   "Oh no, then the other two blacks lifted me up and had me straddle the
first black's large cock.  That thing had to be at least twelve inches
long. It felt so good as it burrowed up my hole and pounded against my
cervix.  Then one of the other black guys tried to sodomize me, but he
couldn't get it in.  He was too big," Julie moaned.

   By now she had worked herself up to a feverish state.  She was on fire,
and the itch in her cunt was driving her insane.

   "So he gave up?" Edgar asked.

   "No, no, his friend withdrew from my pussy and let him slip his big cock
in to get it wet.  Then he was able to get past my sphincter and drive his
cock all the way up my ass," Julie moaned, remembering how full she felt.

   "Fucking slut," Doug hissed.  He was so mad he could spit.  Everyone
enjoyed her treasures.  Everyone except him!

   Julie was obviously reliving her experiences at the hands of the black
convicts.  She was now moving her hips, trying to satisfy the growing need
in her dripping wet pussy.

   "Is there anything else you want to share?" Monica asked.  "Or is that
it."

   "No there's more.  Then the third black grabbed me by the hair and
forced his cock into my mouth and down my throat.  His cock was so fat.  I
thought my jaw was going to be dislocated," Julie moaned.

   "So all your holes were filled?" Edgar asked.

   "Yes," she moaned.

   "And you liked it?" Edgar asked.

   "I fucking loved it," Julie moaned.  "I never felt so turned on in all
my life."

   "You are a bigger slut than I thought," Monica added.

   "I don't care.  That's what you wanted, isn't it?" Julie groaned.

   At that point Juanita came in carrying two cages.  She set them down
close to Julie.  Felix was in one cage and the other cage housed the two
albino corn snakes.

   Julie looked at the cages with lust in her eyes.  She wanted the snakes.
She wanted anything that would put out the fire burning between her legs.

   "What happened next?" Edgar asked.

   "Well, the black guy fucking my cunt reached up and started mauling my
tits.  He pulled hard on my nipples and twisted them.  That`s when I went
wild.  Something snapped, and I bucked and fucked those huge black cocks
filling me."

   "Is that it?" Edgar asked.

   "Oh God no, they all came inside of me.  First the black convict
pounding my pussy started to cum and right after that my ass was filled
with cum.  It was leaking out all over the place.  The black in my mouth
was the last one to cum, and I swallowed all of it as he held my head,
forcing his black cock deeper into my throat.  I was so lightheaded and my
body tingled all over.  Every nerve in my body was alive."

   "And then we found you," Edgar said.

   "No," Julie said, eyeing the snakes in anticipation.  "Then they made me
clean their cocks.  I think I surprised them when I took their balls in my
mouth and sucked them.  They were all getting hard again when they heard
noises, and that's when they took off."

   Doug was disgusted by Julie's tale.  She showed absolutely no remorse at
all.  She enjoyed herself.  The slut took pleasure in being violated by
three black thugs.  What happened to the good Christian girl he married? 
Was she always like this?  Was he too blind to see it before?  What did he
ever see in her?

   "Did you talk to them?" Edgar questioned her while running his index
finger around her left nipple.

   "No, they didn't want to talk," Julie said through glazed eyes while
licking her lips.

   "So you didn't tell them who you were or why you were out in the woods?"
Monica asked.

   "Oh no.  They were only interested in fucking me.  They didn't care who
I was," Julie groaned as Edgar trailed his index finger down her abdomen
and towards her hard clit.

   "Is there anything else you want to tell us?" Edgar asked.

   "No, that's it.  I'm so fucking hot.  Is it time for the snakes?" Julie
asked, looking at Edgar hopefully.

   "You fucking slut!  Is that all you think about?" hissed Doug.

   "I can't help it!  I don't know what's wrong with me," Julie moaned.

   "Poor Doug has suffered for weeks on end without cumming, and all you
can think about is yourself," Monica added.

   "It's not my fault!"

   "Nothing's your fault, is it?  Did you even once think of your husband
and what he was going through while you were cuming night after night?"
Monica asked.

   Doug stood there and listened.  They were right.  She never thought of
him once.  It was all about her and what she wanted.  Many a night he lay
awake in bed beside her while she slept soundly.

   "You were gang raped by three blacks earlier today, and now you want
more.  You retell it like you were having the time of your life, and then
you have the nerve to tell me you're not a slut!  What happened to the good
Christian girl you claim to be?" Edgar asked now circling her heaving tits
with his index finger.

   Julie was going crazy.  She was so fucking hot.  All she wanted was
something buried in her cunt to put out the fire that was raging within
her. She wasn't asking for much.  They wanted a slut?  Alright she'd be a
slut.  Just do something to put out the fire.

   "Well, Doug, as you can see, your wife is quite aroused right now.  I
imagine she would like nothing better then to have her nasty cunt stuffed.
Is that right slut?" Edgar asked.

   "Oh God, yes," she moaned.

   "Well, I'm afraid our plans for the evening have changed.  Originally I
thought you might put on a nice show with the snakes..."

   "I will!  I'll put on a show you..."

   Edgar cut her off with a vicious slap to her right tit which he followed
up with another to her left one.

   "Ouch!" she screamed in pain.

   "Don't ever interrupt me when I am speaking.  Do I make myself clear?"
he hissed as he twisted her long nipples viciously.

   "Aaaaaaaggggghhhh!  Yes!  Yes!  I'm sorry," Julie wailed.

   "Where was I?" Edgar asked.

   "You were talking about the plans for this evening," Monica said.

   "Oh yes, I was, wasn't I, before I was rudely interrupted," Edgar added,
smacking her tits again.  "Yes, well, our original plans have obviously
changed thanks to the slut."

   "Juanita, you can take the snakes away.  They won't be needed tonight,"
Edgar ordered.

   "What are you suggesting, Edgar?" Monica asked as she stroked Doug's
cock.

   "She obviously needs to be punished.  Her behavior today was
unacceptable and will not be tolerated.  Our slut girl must be held
accountable for her actions.  Don't you agree, Doug?" Edgar asked.

   "Oh yes, sir, most definitely," Doug said, enjoying the attention he was
getting from Monica.  He so much wanted her to take his throbbing cock in
her mouth and swallow it.  God, he would do anything to have her devour his
aching cock.

   "And since you are her husband, you should be the one to administer the
punishment," Edgar added.  "And might I add, you should also be rewarded
for your obedience and dealing appropriately with your slut bride."

   Doug was somewhat apprehensive.  Edgar wanted him to punish Julie.  What
kind of punishment did he have in mind?  He didn't want to do anything to
hurt her that was for sure.

   "Oh Doug, this sounds so good.  Can you guess what your reward will be?"
Monica whispered in his ear.

   Edgar produced a taser gun from his pocket and held it up.

   "You do know what this is, Doug, don't you?" Edgar asked.

   "Yes, I'm very familiar with them," Doug answered bitterly.  He had
received numerous jolts from a similar gun earlier today.

   "Quite true.  A good bit of your training has involved the use of one of
these, hasn't it?" Edgar asked.

   "Yes."

   Julie had a hard time thinking straight.  She was so horny, but it
sounded as if they planned on using the taser gun on her.  It wasn't fair!

   "You can't do this to me!" she moaned.

   "Oh, but I'm afraid I can, my dear.  You must learn that disobedience
simply doesn't pay, and I want it to be a lesson you'll never forget. 
Besides what makes you so special.  It's alright for Doug, but not for
you?" Edgar asked.

   "I didn't say that.  I don't care what you do.  I'm so fucking hot right
now that it doesn't make any difference."

   "Your language is quite inappropriate for a good Christian girl," Monica
reprimanded her as she twisted the poor girl's left nipple.

   "Oooooooowwwwww!" Julie screamed as pain shot through her abused nipple,
but this only served to get her wetter as her large, throbbing clit tingled
even more.

   Julie moaned lost in the pleasurable feelings that were coursing through
her body.  If only one of those black bastards was here to fill her up.

   "Here's how it works!  I know for a fact that Monica would love to get
her greedy little mouth on your cock.  How does that sound to you, Doug?"
Edgar asked.

   "That sounds great!" Doug answered enthusiastically.  Maybe a little too
enthusiastically considering that his wife was standing right there taking
in everything he was saying.  Maybe outwardly he should show some
reluctance or at the very least tone down his over enthusiastic response.

   "Well, good, I'm glad that appeals to you.  Of course, you already know
first hand the luscious things her lips can do, don't you?" Edgar said.

   "Yes," Doug said sheepishly as he looked at Monica who was nibbling on
his ear.  God, how he wanted her.

   "Here, take the taser gun, and I'll explain what you have to do.  First
of all keep in mind this has to be a punishment that will make an
impression on our little slut.  You are aware of that?" Edgar asked.

   "Yes," Doug answered while Monica stood behind him kissing his shoulders
and back.  She was driving him to distraction.

   "Good!  First I want you to hold the taser gun near the slut's right
nipple.  Then push the button and count to five.  When you get to five you
can stop or continue if you like, but she must receive an initial shock of
at least five seconds."

   "I don't think I can do that," Doug said hesitantly.  As much as he was
enjoying the attention from Monica, he knew what that taser did to you.  He
knew her tit would receive a continuous charge of 50,000 volts of
electricity for five seconds.

   "Why not, Doug?  Aren't you the head of your household?  Isn't it your
place as head of the household to administer any punishment deemed
necessary?  If it isn't you, it will be someone else administering the
punishment," Edgar reasoned with him.

   "But I know how much it hurts, and I can't inflict that kind of pain on
her," Doug replied.

   Julie breathed a sigh of relief.  Thank God he loved her enough not to
do this terrible thing to her.

   Monica reached around and stroked Doug's cock.

   "You are the man of the house.  It's your duty besides I so much want to
take your cock deep into my mouth and down my throat.  You can make it
happen.  Please, baby," Monica whispered in his ear and then nibbled on it.

   Doug was delirious.  God, how he wanted her.  He had been deprived for
so long and this was his big chance.  Could he really afford to pass it up?
Julie was going to be punished one way or another.  If he refused, Edgar
would just get someone else to do it, and then he would suffer too.  Edgar
was right.  He was the head of the household, and any punishment should
come from him.

   Julie hung there still lost in her lust.  She was certain Doug would
have no part of this.  After all, he was her husband.  They were married.
They had meant so much to each other.  That had to matter for something. 
They were engaged for four years.  They had a storybook romance.  She was
his bride.

   The battle raged within Doug's mind as he debated what he should do.  Of
course, the Christian thing to do was simple to refuse, or was it?  He was
so confused.  He had long ago given up any hope that God would help him or
his bride, and, as a result, his Christian principles had been pushed to
the back of his mind - locked away, if you will, so his conscience wouldn't
bother him.

   Doug stepped forward and looked Julie in the eyes.  She smiled back at
him through glazed eyes.  She was lost in the lust that consumed her, but
would soon be shocked back to reality.  Doug positioned the taser gun over
her right nipple.

   "I'm sorry," he mouthed as he pressed the trigger releasing 50,000 volts
directly on her hard throbbing nipple.  Her large F cup tit danced on her
chest as it was filled with electricity.  Julie's jaw dropped open, and she
went wide eyed.  She was unable to scream.  The scream was caught in her
throat as she shook like a rag doll.

   "1, 2, 3, 4, 5," Doug counted, and then he quickly released the trigger.
Julie hung by her arms still filled with searing pain.

   "Very good, Doug, but you just made it to the five count.  Don't be so
fast to let go next time or the treatment may have to be repeated," Edgar
said.  "Now the left nipple!"

   Doug had gone too far to back down now.

   "No!  No!  Don't do it, Doug, please don't do it!  Have mercy on me,"
she begged through the tears.

   "I'm sorry," he said as he positioned the taser on her left nipple and
pushed the trigger.  Julie's left tit became animated as it bounced on her
chest filled with the electrical charge that ripped through her tit meat.

   "Aaaaaggghhhh!" she was able to scream as the pain continued.

   "1, 2, 3, 4, 5," Doug again counted, but then he waited before releasing
the button.  He wanted to please Edgar.  He waited another three seconds.

   Julie shook for several minutes constantly moaning before she settled
down.  She looked at her husband questioningly unable to believe that he
would do this to her.  She breathed heavily fighting for air as her tits
rose and fell seductively on her chest.  Her pain-filled eyes looked at her
husband incredulously.  Was he really doing this to her?

   "Why?" she whispered hoarsely.

   Doug was immediately stricken with guilt.  How could he do this to his
wife?

   Monica walked around in front of Doug and dropped to her knees right in
front of Julie.  She licked Doug's cock head, and he moaned.  The guilt
quickly dissipated as Monica's mouth worked on his cock.  This is what he
wanted so badly, and now he had it.  She worked his cock into her mouth and
to the back of her throat.  She took it out of her mouth and kissed up and
down the length of his rigid pole.  She then licked his balls and took them
into her mouth and sucked gently on them.

   Doug loved every minute of it.  All thoughts of what he just did to his
wife were forgotten.  Julie was forced to watch her husband being devoured
by Monica.  Doug saw the hurt expression on her face, but how many times in
the past few weeks had the situation been reversed.  How many times had he
watched her climax time and time again while he was denied?

   "Doug, why are you letting her do that to you?" Julie asked.  The pain
in her voice was evident to anyone who could hear.

   Monica again took Doug's cock into her mouth and back to the entrance of
her throat.  God, she was going to deep throat him.  It was really
happening.

   "Alright, Monica, that's enough!  It's time for Julie's punishment to
continue," Edgar said.

   Monica backed off.  She looked up at Doug and blew him a kiss.  You
can't imagine the disappointment he was feeling.

   "Are you ready, slut?" Edgar asked.

   "You bastard," Julie retorted still suffering from the initial shocks to
her system.

   "We really need to work on that bad attitude of yours.  Ok, Doug, let's
continue.  You're doing a fine job.  It looks like the slut is still as
horny as hell.  That clit is throbbing.  Why don't you give it a little
attention, say, five seconds," Edgar directed.

   Doug, longing to have Monica's mouth wrapped around his cock again,
moved up to Julie.

   "Doug, please don't.  If there's an ounce of decency..."

   Doug smacked her left tit and then her right one shocking the hell out
of the distressed slut.  She never expected this from her husband.

   "Don't talk to me about decency, Goddammit!  After what you did today
you have no right to try and shame me.  I would never stoop as low as you
have," he said as he positioned the taser gun over her clit and pushed the
button.  "1, 2, 3, 4, 5."

   He continued to hold the button as Julie screamed and shook like a
marionette suspended on a string.  Her teeth chattered as she approached
ten seconds of electrical shock shooting through her system when Doug
finally released the button.

   "Oh, oh, God help me," Julie groaned as her legs turned to jelly, and
she hung by the weight of her arms like a limp dish rag.  Her clit was
burning from the electrical charge that started there and worked its way
throughout her body.  She was sweating profusely as she gazed through tear
filled eyes upon her husband standing before her as Monica took his hard
cock back into her mouth.

   "God, how can he do this to me?" she thought as the pain subsided
somewhat.

   "Quite a sight, isn't it?" Edgar whispered in Julie's ear as his hand
reached around in front of her and teased her still hard nipple.  She
moaned at his touch as he rekindled the fire burning within her.  It wasn't
long before her clit was throbbing and her cunt was juicing as she watched
Monica take her husband's entire shaft into her mouth and down her throat.

   "The bastard was getting off at my expense.  I have to suffer in order
for him to be serviced by that slut, Monica," she thought.

   Monica was picking up her pace as Doug's cock fucked her throat at a
steady pace.  He could feel every inch of her constricting throat as his
cock was buried up to his balls in her warm mouth.  Her large luscious lips
caressed every inch of his throbbing cock when he withdrew and then rammed
it home again.

   "That's enough for now, Monica," Edgar ordered.

   "But..."

   Doug was cut off by a warning look from Edgar.  It was best to remain
silent.  It was Edgar's show, and he knew that any hope of shooting his
load of cum down Monica's throat was contingent upon keeping Edgar happy.

   Monica immediately withdrew his throbbing cock from her mouth and sat
back licking her lips as she looked up at Doug with lust crazed eyes.  She
wanted it as bad as he did.

   "Our little slut is feeling much better now," Edgar said as he tweaked
her nipples, eliciting a groan from the aroused slut bride.  "Yes, it
doesn't take much to get that pussy of hers leaking.  Check it out for
yourself, Doug."

   Doug looked at Edgar incredulously.  Did he hear right.  Was he telling
him to check out his wife's pussy?  He never touched it before.  Was he
serious?

   "Well, what are you waiting for?  Feel how wet she is," Edgar insisted.

   Doug moved his trembling hand down towards the wet, quivering lips. 
Julie watched Doug mesmerized as his hand moved towards her pussy.  So many
strangers had touched her there over the course of the last month but never
her husband.  She got wetter just thinking about it.

   Doug's finger was shaking as it separated her labia and ran up and down
the length of her wet pussy lips finally reaching that hard nub that so
recently was charged with electricity.

   "Oh, God, yes," Julie moaned at her husband's touch.  She was so
sensitive down there, and his touch was amazing.

   He got bolder and ran his finger across her clit.  She shivered at his
touch and thrashed her head back and forth.

   "Yes, yes, squeeze it," she moaned.

   "I think that's enough for now, Doug," Edgar said.

   Doug reluctantly withdrew his finger.  He was just about ready to
squeeze that hard throbbing nub but thought better of it.

   "See, Doug, it doesn't take much to get this slut all hot and bothered,"
Edgar said.

   "Have you had enough, Doug, or would you like to continue?" Edgar asked.

   "What do you mean?" Doug asked.

   "Well, you can continue with your slut wife's punishment and be duly
rewarded, or you can stop and we'll call it an evening," Edgar explained.

   Call it an evening?  Was Edgar crazy?  With Doug's raging hard-on, the
last thing he wanted to do was call it an evening.

   "No, no let's continue," he said, looking at Julie as the lust once more
took over in the poor distressed slut.  Little did she know that the small
dose of GHB that she ingested at dinner would give her no rest?  It was
enough to keep her sensitive and responsive for quite some time.

   "Wonderful, Doug, I applaud your enthusiasm.  Let's focus once again on
those big luscious tits.  Rather then stunning the nipples, try working on
the underside of her tits.  Be creative.  Move from one tit to the other
for a minimum of ten seconds," Edgar explained.

   Doug looked at Julie filled with guilt.  He was ashamed at the thoughts
going through his mind right now.  He was actually looking forward to using
the taser on her again.  His cock throbbed and grew even harder as he
watched her convulse in pain and agony as he applied the taser to her
helpless body.

   "Please, no more.  I can't take it.  I'll do anything but please don't
use that thing on me again," Julie cried.

   "Sorry, honey, I have no choice," Doug said trying to muster up some
semblance of remorse for his wife even though he was highly excited by the
prospects of shocking her tits again.  He loved being in control.  Edgar
was creating a monster.

   Doug moved the taser under her left tit below the nipple.  Julie was
breathing heavily as her huge breasts rose and fell on her chest in
anticipation of the 50,000 volts that would soon shoot through them. 
Precum dripped from the head of Doug's cock as he anticipated his next
move. As Julie looked pleadingly at him, he pressed the trigger and her
left tit began to dance on her chest.

   "Ooooooooooowwwwww!" she screamed.

   After several seconds he moved it over to her right tit as it too
flopped wildly around.  He moved back and forth as Julie's muscles spasmed
out of control.  She was disoriented and lost her balance again as she hung
by her arms.  Her jaw dropped open but no sound came from the poor tortured
woman's mouth.  The love of her life was inflicting pain unspeakable upon
her poor defenseless body.

   "Oh God, please stop," she finally wailed, but Doug was getting off on
what was happening to his bride.  He moved the taser back and forth between
the two spasming tits directing the arc over a wide area.  He orchestrated
the bizarre spectacle as drool drizzled out of the poor, confused girl's
mouth and onto the swell of her dancing tits.  It had been well over ten
seconds.  It actually was closer to twenty when Edgar called a halt to his
actions.

   "That's enough, Doug, stop!" Edgar ordered.

   Doug reluctantly removed the taser as Julie slumped forward.  The only
thing holding her up was the chain suspending her from the ceiling.

   "Oh, God, help me," she moaned weakly, but there was no help for poor
Julie tonight.

   She was disoriented and for several minutes didn't know where she was or
why she was there.  Then it all came back to her in a rush as she regained
the use of her muscles and was once again able to stand on her own two
feet, relieving the pressure on her arms.  She fought for air, breathing
heavily as her tits rose and fell seductively on her chest.  Her body was
covered in a sheen of sweat.

   "Baby, that was great.  You're teaching the slut a lesson she won't soon
forget," Monica whispered as she kissed his neck.  She then knelt down
before him and again caressed and kissed his cock.  Monica loved the feel
of his cock traveling down her throat.  She looked forward to having his
hot cum shoot down her throat and into her belly.  She loved cum.  She just
hoped that Edgar wouldn't change his mind.  Seeing Julie tortured like this
was such a fucking turn on for her.

   Julie's breasts ached from the sustained charges they received from the
taser.  Edgar was pleased at the way things were going.  Doug was more than
willing to sacrifice his wife for the sake of his own gratification.  He
would be given the opportunity to cum, but would he be willing to pay the
high price required to satisfy his own selfish needs?  Edgar hoped this was
the case for it would further mark the moral decline of the young Christian
husband.

   Edgar stood behind Julie and once again reached around to fondle her
aching tits.  He cupped then in his hands and felt the weight of each tit
as he lifted them.  These babies were heavy.  He gently ran his fingers
across her nipples, and he could hear her moan quietly.

   "Everything will be all right," he assured her.

   She was still in a daze but was quickly getting aroused at the attention
her tits were receiving.  She had lost the battle that now seldom raged in
her poor tormented mind.  It was no longer a question of right or wrong. 
The fire raging in her loins needed to be satisfied.

   Edgar's hands roamed all over her body, feeling her ass and working
between her legs in order to separate her pussy lips and feel the wetness
as the slut became hotter and hotter.  Edgar's hands felt so good roaming
all over her body unlike the pain and agony her husband was causing her. 
The bastard!  How could he do this to her?

   "Oh!  Oh!" she groaned.

   Edgar then quickly stripped.  His cock was rock hard as he stood behind
Julie and resumed playing with her tits.

   Julie, though still in a daze, could see Monica licking and sucking on
her husband's balls.  Her large luscious lips traveled up the length of his
cock, and then the head of his cock disappeared into her mouth.  Julie
tried to focus as more and more of her husband's cock disappeared from view
as Monica devoured it.  She could see the bulge in Monica's throat as his
cock made its downward journey deeper and deeper into the Amazon's throat.
This enflamed the poor slut even more.  She was the one who needed cock so
badly.  Her husband should be using his cock to give her pleasure, not this
woman.

   For several more minutes Julie was mesmerized as her husband's cock slid
in and out of Monica's mouth.  At times he glanced over at her but only for
a moment.  She could see the lust in his eyes as he savored the deep
throating Monica was performing on him.

   "Alright, Monica, that's enough," Edgar ordered.

   "But Edgar..." Doug started but never finished.

   "I said, that's enough," he said sternly.

   Doug was beside himself.  He was so close, and this was not the first
time he was on the verge of cuming in Monica's mouth tonight.  Edgar had a
poor sense of timing, or maybe it should be said that Edgar had an
impeccable sense of timing.

   "Well, I would say everything is going quite well," Edgar said. 
"Wouldn't you agree, Doug?"

   "Yes, very well," Doug agreed, knowing this was the only possible answer
he could give if he hoped to cum in Monica's mouth tonight.

   "Do you think you've learned your lesson, Julie?" Edgar asked.

   "Yes," Julie said meekly.

   "Well, I don't think you have, not yet anyway," Edgar stated.

   "What do you mean?" Julie asked, panic evident in her voice.

   "I think you're simply saying what you think I want to hear," Edgar
said.

   "No!  No, Edgar, that's not true.  I really have learned my lesson. 
Please, believe me," Julie said almost on the verge of tears.

   Doug looked on not daring to say anything.  He felt sorry for Julie.  He
knew the taser was extremely painful.  He had experienced it on many an
occasion, but Julie had received an extended charge that must have been
very difficult to endure.

   Edgar wasn't done yet and would not be satisfied until he was sure the
slut got the message.  No one crossed Edgar Stevens and got away with it.
She would understand that before this night was over.  She would think
twice before attempting to cross him again.

   "Considering the seriousness of your offense, I'm afraid we're not done.
You see, your actions today could have put me in a very difficult position,
and I must be sure that it will never happen again."

   "Edgar, I promised.  You know it will never happen again," Julie begged.

   "Oh, I know, it will never happen again.  And to be sure I want to give
you something to remember," Edgar said with finality.

   Julie knew there was no sense in arguing.  Edgar was determined to see
her punishment out to the bitter end.  He enjoyed watching her suffer, and
indeed she would suffer.

   "Doug, I take it you would like to cum in Monica's mouth?" Edgar asked.

   "Well..." he said hesitantly looking at Julie.

   "Let's not beat around the bush - do you want to cum in her mouth or
not? It's a simply question.  Give me an answer," Edgar said impatiently.

   "Tell him what you want," Monica whispered in his ear.

   Doug looked at Julie.  Hers eyes pleaded with him.  He could stand up
for his wife and show her how much he loved and cared for her.  He could
refuse to continue with this cruel punishment and put aside his own selfish
desires.  He could do all of this and be a hero to Julie, but he couldn't
or rather he wouldn't.

   "Yes, I want to cum in Monica's mouth," Doug said, avoiding Julie's
eyes.

   "Wonderful!  Now, I have good news and I have bad news," Edgar
announced.

   Doug didn't understand.  He looked questioningly at Edgar.  Julie was
just as puzzled, but she wasn't thinking too clearly at this point in time
anyway.

   "Of course, you know there's a price that must be paid if you want to
cum in Monica's mouth?" Edgar asked.

   "Yes," Doug answered.

   "That's the bad news - a price must be paid for the privilege to cum in
this beautiful woman's mouth.  Something, I'm sure, you have fantasized
about many times since she last bestowed that privilege upon you," Edgar
said.

   "Yes, I have," Doug answered quietly.

   "The good news is that you, Doug, don't have to pay the price," Edgar
announced.

   "I don't?" he said.

   "No, Julie is going to pay the price for you.  Because of her actions
today, the slut will pay for you to cum in Monica's mouth and fill her
belly with your warm cum," Edgar said.

   "No, that's not fair!" Julie wailed.

   Edgar grabbed her left nipple and twisted it viciously.

   "It's not up to you to decide what's fair or not fair.  That's for me to
decide.  I'm God here, not you," Edgar told her in no uncertain terms.

   Julie whimpered wisely deciding not to challenge Edgar's authority.  She
knew that her evening of torture was far from over.  If only she had stayed
in her room instead of trying to escape today, but it was too late to
second guess the choice she made.

   Monica was all over Doug.

   "I'm so proud of you, baby.  I didn't know how badly you wanted me. 
Believe me it will be worth it.  I'll suck every last drop of cum out of
you," she whispered as she pressed her body close to him.

   "Here's the deal, Doug.  You will remain standing in front of your slut
bride while Monica is on her knees before you doing what she does best. 
You will administer the final punishment to Julie, and this is how it will
work.  You may use the taser on any part of her body that you can reach. 
Obviously her huge tits are available as well as her abdomen, her clit and
pussy, and if you and Monica are able to get creative in your positioning
any other parts that you can reach," Edgar explained.  "Do you understand
so far what you are to do?"

   "I think so," Doug responded afraid to look at Julie.

   "Now this is very important so listen closely.  You are to apply the
taser to the slut until you cum in Monica's mouth.  If you fail to do so,
everything ends at that point.  Monica will stop sucking your cock and the
slut's punishment will end.  You will not be allowed to cum.  Is that
clear?" Edgar asked.

   "I think so," Doug answered.

   "Oh God no!" Julie cried.

   "There are no second chances, Doug.  If you stop administering the taser
even if only for a second, it ends," Edgar warned again ignoring Julie's
outburst.

   "I understand," Doug nodded.

   "Wonderful!  Then let's begin!" Edgar said.

   "You don't have to do this, Doug?  You are my husband.  You took a vow
to love and to cherish," Julie pleaded.

   "You took the same vow, Julie, and look at what you've done.  Why you
practically begged those convicts to fuck you today.  Did you once think of
me?  I don't think so.  No, I don't have to do this, but at some point I
have to start thinking of myself, and that time has come," he said quietly.

   "Wait, I forgot one thing," Edgar said.  He nodded at Monica who
produced a cock ring which she slid down to the base of Doug's hard cock.
"This will prolong your erection and delay your ejaculation.  I want you to
have some time to savor and enjoy Monica's amazing mouth."

   Julie felt betrayed by her husband.  They were all against her.  She
would suffer untold pain while all of them got off one way or another.  She
hated all of them.

   Doug stood in front of Julie leaving enough room for Monica to maneuver
in front of him.  Edgar handed Doug a new taser that had a full charge. 
Doug just hoped that he would cum quickly so that Julie didn't suffer too
much.

   Monica took Doug's cock in her hand and began to stroke it as she licked
it from his balls to the very tip of his growing cock.  Doug loved the
touch of her lips on him.

   As soon as Monica began, Doug moved the taser near Julie's right tit and
pulled the trigger.  Julie's massive tit jiggled and shook as 50,000 volts
shot through the meat of the tit.  He moved it around on her tit aiming at
the underside for several seconds before moving around to the side of her
right tit and then over the top.  Her tit took on a life of its own as she
screamed and groaned in agony.  Doug knew the feeling well.  He knew the
intense pain she was experiencing.  Maybe now she would know how he
suffered.

   "Aaaaggghhhh!" Julie wailed as the taser moved from her right tit to her
left one.  Nothing had changed except the intense pain from the electricity
entering her system was focused on her left tit.  Julie looked through pain
filled eyes as her tits danced on her chest.  She started to develop a
headache and her vision began to blur.

   Edgar in the meantime lubricated his cock with K-Y jelly and positioned
himself behind Julie.  He ran his cock up and down the crack of her ass,
teasing her puckered anus.  The combination of pain and pleasure was
driving her insane.  He then pushed forward and buried the head of his cock
up her ass as Doug continued working on her tits.

   Meanwhile Monica had taken Doug's cock into her mouth and sucked
greedily on it.  She then pushed forward driving it into her throat.  God,
she loved the feel of his fat cock traveling down her throat.  When her
nose touched his pubic hair, she knew all of it was in her.  She slowly
withdrew his cock from her throat only to drive it back in with one thrust.


   A twinge of guilt like a thief in the night invaded Doug's mind.  He
hoped and prayed that he would soon cum.  It was different when he was
subjected to the taser.  Julie had nothing to do with it.  It wasn't her
inflicting pain on him, but here he was causing her to suffer horribly
while he was getting deep throated by a woman that his wife detested.

   He moved the taser down her abdomen giving her tits a reprieve.  He
almost let up on the trigger, but this was his only opportunity to cum.  If
he failed now, life for him would be a living hell.

   Julie's body spasmed and shook like a marionette on a string as the
taser traveled down her abdomen and towards her pussy.  Her teeth chattered
as the electrical charges invaded her defenseless body.  How much longer
could she take 50,000 volts traveling through her system?

   Edgar was relentless as he drove his cock deeper into the tortured
bride's rectum.  Finally his cock was buried deep into her bowels.  It had
entered her colon.  He withdrew his weapon, and then started pistoning in
and out of her violated rectum with long, hard strokes.

   Doug knew he was close.  Monica's mouth was amazing, and she was now
caught up in devouring his cock and sucking it voraciously.  The taser
reached Julie's clit, Doug reluctantly let it rest there for several
seconds.  Julie shot bolt upright as her eyes receded back in her head and
drool drizzled down her chin and onto her massive heaving tits.  She shook
all over from the tip of her head to the bottom of her toes.

   Edgar benefited the most from the girl's flaying body as his cock was
squeezed hard as her rectum contracted around his shaft.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Hold it right there!" she groaned as the pain dulled and
turned into waves of euphoria emanating from her clit and traveling up and
through the rest of her body.

   Did he hear right?  Did she want him to hold the taser on her clit?  Was
she out of her fucking mind?

   Doug himself was close as his cock swelled in Monica's mouth, and she
could sense that he was about to lose his load.  She sucked greedily on his
thick throbbing shaft even harder.

   "Oh God!  Oh God!" Julie screamed.  "Shove is in my pussy!"

   She pushed back on Edgar's cock, sending him even deeper into her colon.

   Doug not believing what he was hearing lowered the taser and worked it
between Julie's pussy lips as her legs kicked out uncontrollably in all
directions.

   "Yes!  Oh fuck, yes!  I'm so close!" she screamed.

   He moved the taser back to her massive tits that were now colliding with
each other.

   Edgar had never felt anything like this before in his life.  He could
actually feel the charges as they coursed through Julie's body.  He could
hold back no longer as his cock swelled and then spewed forth hot, scalding
cum into her colon.

   "Oh yes, fill my ass with cum!" she wailed as she pushed back on Edgar's
cock.

   The sight of his slut wife drove Doug over the edge as he started to
pump load after load of hot cum down Monica's throat.  Monica groaned
around his cock as she sucked harder, drawing the precious white liquid
from his throbbing cock and into her belly.  She then eased his still
pulsing cock out of her throat and into her mouth.  She wanted to taste his
cum and savor the taste in her mouth.

   Doug released the trigger on the taser.

   "Oh, baby, you taste so good," Monica said as she milked every last drop
of cum from Doug's sated cock.

   "No, don't stop!" she pleaded.  "I'm so close.  Please don't stop!  Only
one minute more!"

   "That's quite enough, Julie," Edgar said as he held her tight by the
waist with his hard cock still buried up her ass.

   Julie breathed heavily, her massive tits rising and falling on her
chest. She was covered in sweat.  The taser left her completely exhausted
and disoriented.

   "I want to cum!  I'm so close!  Give me more.  Make me cum.  I need to
cum!" she babbled incoherently.

   "Not tonight, my slut," Edgar whispered in her ear.  "That is part of
your punishment!"

   "Please, Edgar, you're cock is still hard.  Fuck me and make me cum,"
she begged.

   Edgar chuckled as he slowly withdrew his cock from her ass.

   "No!  No!  Please, I need your cock," she babbled.

   He smiled as the bizarre episode came to an end.  Both Doug and Julie
had performed well.  He was able to successfully pit the newlyweds against
each other.  This night would give them both many memories but some not
quite as fond as others.

   It would be a long night for Julie, for part of her punishment was being
denied as Doug had been denied so many times.  This would be a new
experience for her, and by morning she would better understand the sexual
frustration Doug had suffered with night after night.

   She would not lie up against her husband this night as she had done in
the past, fully sated herself.  On the contrary, she would sleep alone,
shackled to her bed on her back unable to satisfy the raging fire that was
consuming her.  Doug would spend the night with Monica as a reward for his
obedience to the one he served.





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