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CHAPTER ELEVEN



The week had passed slowly for Beth as she recovered from the damage Susan and
Li had done to her 
body.  Friday, still sore but able to walk without showing discomfort, she
went to work for the first time 
since coming down with the “flu.”  Being back at work did wonders for her
spirits even though it felt 
strange to be wearing slacks at the library.  However she had little other
choice because the dark stubble 
on her legs would have been visible even through her darkest hose.

When she got home, she removed her clothing, took a shower in her now spotless
tub, and relaxed with a 
glass of white wine.  She dreaded having to go to Frank’s house this evening,
but it was something she 
had no choice in doing.  When he first left, she had hoped he would be gone
from her life forever, now he 
was back and had control of her again.  She sat, sipped wine, and watched as
the time neared for her to 
dress and drive over to his house.

Frank looked at the time, it was just barely 7:00, so he mixed himself a
drink.  It had been over a month 
since he was last with Beth, and he had missed her more than he would have
guessed.  He just hoped he 
could keep his happiness at seeing her again from showing when she arrived.
It was too soon for Beth to 
know that he was really growing to care a great deal about her. He heard her
car drive up, a car door slam, 
then his door bell ring.

“Come in slut,” he said as he opened the door, hiding his pleasure at seeing
her.

“Strip,” he told her.

He watched as she undressed, placing her neatly folded clothes on the back of
the chair.  “Come over her 
to me, I want to see your hairless cunt.”

She stood in front of him as he ran his hand over her bald pubic area.  She
felt him feeling of the week old 
stubble of hair on her legs.  Her humiliation was manifesting itself as body
tremors as he continued his 
inspection.

“Is you cunt wet enough for me to fuck?” he asked.

“Not yet,” was her answer.

“Go to my bedroom and get it ready for me slut.  I want to fuck you before I
go out on my date this 
evening.”

Beth walked to his bedroom unaware the he was following her.  She went
directly to his bed and turned to 
get on it when she saw him standing in the door.  “I have not had time yet,”
she paused, then added, “sir.”

“Well go on and get your cunt sloppy and wet for my cock then,” he said
smiling.

“Aren’t you  going to leave?” she asked.

“No, I think I will just watch my slut get her cunt ready for me.  Unless you
had rather I butt fuck you.”

Her hands moved slowly to her vagina.  No man had ever seen her do this, it
was a very private thing.  
She felt her body glowing crimson red in shame.  She was still trying to force
her hands to her vagina 
when Frank said, “roll over slut.  I will use your ass hole for my pleasure.”

“No, wait, I will do it,” pleaded Beth.

“No slut, you took too long, roll over.....NOW!”

Beth was already crying by the time she buried her face in the pillow and felt
his hand applying the KY 
jelly to her rectum.  Her sobbing was ceased momentarily by a gasp of pain as
he shoved the entire length 
of his penis inside her bowels in one quick movement.  He pumped brutally hard
and was spent in just a 
few minutes.  When he returned from the bathroom he went to the front of his
house leaving Beth to clean 
up.

Frank looked up when she entered his den, “did you learn anything from that
slut?”

“Yes sir,” was her meek reply.

“Good, now see that you don’t forget it.  You may leave now, and be back here
tomorrow at noon, and 
with you legs shaved.”

“What about under my arms?” she asked.

“No, leave the hair there to remind you that your body belongs to me.  Now get
out slut,” he said sternly.

He smiled as she turned, got dressed and left without saying another word.  He
went to his desk, took out 
his journal and made notes in it for a while.  He was pleased that his month
long absence had not delayed 
her progress any at all.

As soon as Beth awoke Saturday morning, she felt that she was not alone in her
bedroom.  She opened her 
eyes you see Frank standing at the foot of her bed in a t-shirt and jogging
shorts.  

“Good morning slut,” he said grinning.  “Is your cunt wet enough to please my
cock?” he asked as he 
pulled the sheet off Beth’s nude body.

“Just give me a few minutes sir,” Beth said almost crying.  Her rear had hurt
so much last night that she 
had trouble getting to sleep.  She did not want that again, not at all.  Both
of her hands went quickly to 
her vaginal area and started working on arousal.  He watched as she
masturbated herself in front of him.

“That is good, slut.  You learn quickly.  I don’t have time to fuck your cunt
now, I’ll see you at noon.”  He 
then turned and left the room.  Beth heard the front door close before she
realized she was still 
masturbating herself.  She did not stop, but continued until she had reached a
strong, toe curling climax.  
Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.

Saturday found Frank and Susan sitting in his den.  He sipped his scotch and
water, and looked across the 
coffee table to where Susan was sitting, drinking a glass of wine.  “Yes I do,
I feel confident of it, but  I 
had rather not use force if we don’t need to.”

“It is a big step for her, going from sexually serving just you to the two of
us at the same time,” 
commented Susan.

Frank laughed and said, “you act like she has a choice in this Susan.
Besides, there are going to be 
several challenges for her before the day is over.”

“I know, but she is a sweet person, and I can’t help but feel sorry for her at
times.  We both chose what we 
do sexually because we like it.  She never had a chance to make the choice.”

Frank took a long drink from his glass, “yes, but that was what I wanted, a
challenge.  We will find out 
soon enough, I think that was her car.”

Moments later, the door bell rang.  Frank answered the door by yelling, “come
on in slut, it is unlocked.”


“Why is she here?” Beth exclaimed as she walked into Franks den.

“Because she is my friend and I invited her, slut.”   Frank stood up and
walked toward her acting as 
menacing as he possibly could.  “Unless you are prepared to walk out of my
house right now and accept 
the consequences,  you will strip, and you will do it right fucking now slut!”

“But I don’t want to be hurt by her again, please?” begged Beth.

“Now! Slut, now!”  Frank snapped loudly.

Susan added, “you have already seen how I deal with insolence my pet, and
again you are going to be 
punished for it.  The severity of your punishment is still open however.”

Beth knew she was defeated.  For a moment, just a moment, the idea of leaving
crossed her mind.  The 
thought of the scandal, her daughter who already disliked her, and her
reputation, the career she loved, it 
was all she had worked and lived for.  Slowly her hands went to the buttons on
her blouse, and soon it was 
open.  She slipped it of her shoulders and placed it on the same chair she had
used before.  Soon she was 
totally nude, trembling and standing before these two people who had managed
to take all of her own free 
will and crush it.

“I like her hairy arm pits,” chuckled Susan, “it is a nice touch, Frank.”

“Get to my bedroom and get your cunt ready for my cock,” commanded Frank.

Beth walked into Frank’s bedroom and turned to lay down on his bed.  “What?”
exclaimed Beth as she 
saw that Frank and Susan had followed her into the bedroom.

“Get your cunt good and sloppy for me or I will give you one hell of a butt
fucking,” Frank said sternly.

She knew better than to protest, so she closed her eyes as if that act would
afford her at least some 
measure of privacy.  Her hands found her vaginal area and started massaging,
probing, and stroking.  She 
felt her dampness growing as was her arousal.  She was determined that there
was no way she would 
allow herself any pleasure from this.  She stopped, and said, “it is ready.”

Beth’s eyes were tightly closed as she felt Frank insert his finger into her.
“No, it is not sloppy nor wet 
enough.  Either roll over, or get it one hell of a lot wetter.”

Beth whimpered softly, then returned her hands to her vagina and continued.
She felt she was losing 
control and was reaching and orgasm despite her promise not to.

Susan and Frank stood it the bedroom door and watched as Beth masturbated.
Frank nudged Susan and 
smiled as he saw her body spasm and near a climax.  Susan returned the smile
as Beth’s spasms grew 
stronger.

Beth worked on herself, and knew she was just about to lose control of the
orgasm that was building up 
inside her loins.  She paused, “I am as wet as I can get.  Is it wet enough
yet?”

Frank probed with his finger again, and said that it would do.  He then told
her to get on her hands and 
knees, that he was going to fuck her like a male dog fucks a bitch in heat.

Beth let a low gasp escape from her lips, that was the position where she
reached orgasm the easiest, but 
she assumed the position as he had directed.  She felt his hands guide his
penis in place, then the fullness 
as he gently pushed it all the way inside her cavity.  

He paused, and said to Susan, “okay.”

Susan got on the bed and spread her legs directly under Beth’s face.  “You are
going to eat my pussy  pet 
while Frank fucks you.”  As she said that, she forced Beth’s head between her
legs as Frank started to 
erotically fondle her breasts and begin the slow rocking motion of his penis
into and out of her vagina.  
Beth’s body shook almost immediately with a powerful orgasm, and she lost it,
lost all control.  She had 
her face buried in Susan’s vagina licking for all she was worth as Frank
continued.  One after another 
orgasm racked her body.  At last she felt Frank withdraw and saw Susan get off
the bed.  

“Slut, you did an acceptable job, but next time it had better be better,” he
said as the two of them left Beth 
in the bedroom.  Beth collapsed in shame and humiliation and cried softly to
herself. This was all wrong, 
and she hated it, especially hated the fact the they knew she had experienced
numerous orgasms. 

“Slut, clean your filthy cunt and come to the den,” she heard Frank yell.

She got off the bed and went to his bathroom and wiped herself.  In the den,
Frank and Susan were fully 
dressed  and drinking glasses of wine.

“Did you cum, slut?” Frank asked as she walked in the room.

“No,” Beth replied knowing she was not telling the truth.

“In the guest bathroom you will find some clothing.  Put them on and return as
quickly as you can, we 
have a busy day, slut,” Frank told her.

She went to the guest bath room as she was told.  In there, she found a pair
of jogging shoes, the briefest 
of running shorts, and a very tiny string bikini top, nothing else.  It took
her only a few minutes to put the 
items on, then she returned to the den.

“Here, attach this to your nipple rings,” Frank said s he handed her a small
gold chain about 10 inches 
long.

Beth did as he had instructed, but she wondered where Susan was.  She was not
in the den with Frank.

“Oh, I guess I forgot to tell, Susan had errands to run, as do we.  You will
get to eat her pussy some more 
but not this evening.”

Frank walked over to Beth and said,  “now hook this leash to the chain,” as he
gave her a black leather 
dog leash that was about six feet long.  “Wait here, I will be back as soon as
I have changed clothes.”

When he returned, he was wearing khaki slacks and a sport shirt.  “We are
going shopping slut.”

“I can’t go outside dressed like this,” Beth protested.  

“Oh? Why not,” asked Frank sarcastically.

“It is indecent, I am barely dressed.  Anyone who looks can see that I have
nipple rings.  My under arms 
need shaving, the shorts..................”

“Do you think I care?” interrupted Frank.  “You will come with me dressed as
you are because that is the 
way I want you dressed.  Or,” he added as he grinned, “you can come with me
buck ass naked.  But you 
will accompany me, slut.”  He jerked on the leash to emphasize his point
causing a sharp pain in her 
nipples and her breasts to be pulled out of  the scrap of cloth that was the
bikini top.

Beth’s eyes  filled with tears as she knew that once again she had no choice
about this.  She followed as he 
led her by the leash to his car.  Beth was thankful as they crossed the bridge
into Oakland.  At least it 
would be extremely unlikely that they would see anyone she knew.

They spent the afternoon going to various antique shops and walking around the
tourist section.  Beth felt 
like a piece of meat on display as he led her around by the leash attached to
the chain between her nipple 
rings.  She held her arms close to her side to avoid showing her untidy under
arm areas, and she was 
careful to keep up with his as he shopped and enjoyed himself.  When at last
they drove back across the 
bridge to San Francisco, Beth’s self esteem had reached the lowest it had ever
been in her life.  Not even 
when she had prostituted herself for college money had she felt so low.

When they were back inside Frank’s house, he told her to strip, and, like
always, she did as she was told.  
She watched as he set up his “display stand.”  Then she stood above it as he
raised the blunt tip.  He 
applied KY jelly, the raised it up and into her vagina.  She felt the sharp
pain as he caused it to hit her 
cervix, then lowered it just a fraction.  “There,” he said, “that will keep
you out of trouble while I get 
ready.”  Then he left the room toward his bedroom.

Beth spent only a slight amount of time trying to get off the device she was
on.  She had tried before and 
could not, this time was no different.  Beth was lost in her own thoughts
about her future and what would 
happen to end this nightmare, when she heard the door bell.

Frank walked past her saying it was only a delivery for the party tonight.
She noticed he was wearing a 
blue blazer, slacks and a white shirt.  He returned with a young man, not over
20, following him carrying 
some sacks.  The boy dropped one of the sacks as soon as his eyes saw Beth,
naked and unable to move.

“That’s okay,” Frank said, “you didn’t break anything,” as the boy picked up
the things that had fallen 
from the sack.  He left, but had another good look as he walked by her.

“You might as well get used to being looked at slut.  I am proud of everything
I own, and slut you are as 
much my property as is this TV set.”

“Frank, this has gone to far.  Let me off this thing, and I mean for you to do
it right this instant.  I will 
call the police if you don’t,” demanded Beth.

Handing her his cordless telephone, he said, “just dial 911 slut.”  There was
no look of compassion in his 
eyes as he stared at her.

She looked at the phone, then at Frank, then back at the phone.  “Here,” she
said handing the phone back 
to him.

Laughing he said, “good decision slut.  You are learning fast, but you are
going to be punished before this 
weekend is over.  You seem to have forgotten that you are to refer to me only
as ‘sir’ and then there is 
your insolence and your lie about not cumming.  Oh yes, you will be punished.”

“How long do I have to stand here like this,” she asked meekly.

“Until I am ready to let you off of it slut,” was his response.

The afternoon passed slowly for Beth, and her legs were getting tired.  Frank
had spent the time 
straightening up his home.  It was obvious the he was expecting guests.  Beth
was horrified at the thought 
that he would just leave her there during the party.

It was nearly 7:00, when he walked over to her.  He stood behind Beth and
placed handcuffs over her 
wrists, then he lowered the metal rod from her vagina.  He attached  chains
to each nipple ring and led 
her to his workshop.  He opened one of the cabinets and took out a box.
Inside the box was a chastity belt, 
one that looked like was from an old movie.  He held it out, saying “step in
this slut.”

Beth stepped in to what looked like a metal bikini bottom as he pulled it up.
It was fastened around her 
waist, then a small padlock was attached to hold it securely in place.  Then
he led her to the bathroom 
adjoining the second bedroom.  Beth watched as he fastened the chains from her
nipples around the 
lavatory.  He then  turned to leave.

“Wait............sir,” pleaded Beth.  “Why am I here like this?  How long do I
have to stay here?”

He stopped, turned around and said, “I guess you have figured out that I am
having a little party tonight.  
Actually it is more of a graduation party for my honors class.  School ends
next week and I always have 
the senior honor class over for a little party each year.  I am going to put a
sign on the door to one 
bathroom that says “ladies” and on the other that says “men.”  This will be
the men’s bathroom.”

“Here?  In here?  Where will I be?” asked Beth.

“Guess,” he said laughing.

“But what if a guy needs to use the bathroom?” she asked.

“I would suggest that you simply let him do it.”

“With me in here?”

“Can you get your self free?”  Without waiting for her answer, he added, “and
make sure you remember 
that these are my guests and the severity of your punishment depends on how
well you treat them.”

“What do you mean by how I treat them?” she replied.

“I will leave that up to you, but I had better not hear that you have
dishonored me by failing to do as they 
ask.”  With that he left her sitting on the floor in the bathroom.

It was at least a couple of hours later that she heard the door bell ring and
people come into Frank’s 
house.  It rang several more times and the sounds of his party filled the
home.  She looked up as the door 
opened and a young man of about 23 walked it.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” he asked.  “That Dr. Benson is certainly
full of surprises.  Who are 
you?”

Beth said nothing, but just stared at the floor.

She heard him unzip his pants and than the sound of his urine splashing in the
toilet.  “Want to suck 
this?” she heard him ask.

She looked up to see his semi erect penis dangling directly in her face.  She
said nothing, and he left.

Moments later she saw Frank enter the bathroom.  “Slut, you have displeased me
already.  Remember 
what Dr. Cho and Susan did to you?  It can get much worse than that if I hear
just one more complaint.”  
He slammed the door as he left.

The door opened again and the same young man walked back in closing the door
behind him.  “I hear you 
have changed your mind,” he said as he unzipped his pants and offered her his
limp penis.

Beth did not even look at him, but rose to her knees and took his penis in her
mouth and started sucking 
and bobbing her head back and forth.  Quickly, her mouth was filled with his
cum.  He zipped up his 
pants, said thanks, and left.  For the next three hours Beth gave oral sex to
everyone who came in to the 
bathroom.  Some guys made second trips.  She figured she must have given oral
sex at least 15 times 
when the sounds of the party started dying down.  Her jaws were sore as were
her knees.  Her face was 
tear stained and she was in a severe state of depression.

At last Frank came in to the bath room.  “Slut, it is time for you to go
home.” he said as he unlocked the 
chain between her nipple rings and unlocked the chastity belt and the
handcuffs.  “Get dressed and leave, 
but be back here tomorrow at 3:00.”  He left her alone and closed the door.

Beth got to her feet, dressed and drove home, crying as she drove.  She took a
long hot shower, then a 
double dose of sleeping medication and went to bed.  Her last thoughts as she
drifted off to sleep were not 
of the degrading way she had been used, but of the fact that she had avoided
punishment and that was at 
least sort of reassuring to her.



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