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Blackmailing Beth

Chapter 10

CHAPTER TEN


Beth was, in some ways, actually looking forward to the special closeness of a
sexual encounter with another woman.  Susan was indeed attractive, and the fact
that she could help advance Beth's career was an added incentive.  She was
dressed in slacks and a bulky cotton sweater, with panties and a bra, but no
pantyhose, as she went to her car Saturday afternoon.

The drive to Susan's house was pleasant, and Beth was fairly relaxed as she
turned into the long drive that led to her house.  She parked, and went to the
door.	The maid answered the bell, and asked Beth to follow her.  Again, she
was led to the study, and told to wait, that Ms. Wright would be with her
shortly.  Beth sat on one of the large leather chairs and waited.

"First things first my pet," Susan said as she entered the room dressed in a
long  flowing robe.  She parted the robe as she walked past Beth and sat on the
couch.  Beth looked at her, and her exquisite nude body.  It was absolutely
perfect in every respect, from her pear shaped breasts, to her neatly trimmed
pubic hair barely covering her vagina, to her long and graceful legs. Susan laid
on her back on the couch with one foot on the floor and the other leg over the
rear of the couch, obscenely displaying her vagina.  "Eat my pussy, pet," she
said as she closed her eyes and waited.

Beth started to pull her sweater over her head, but Susan snapped, "that is not
what I told you to do, now eat my pussy and do the best you can at making me
happy or there will be hell to pay bitch!"

This was not starting at all like Beth had envisioned, but she pulled the
sweater back down.  She moved to the couch and knelt, her knees on the floor and
her face just above Susan's vagina.  She was leaning over, as Susan said, "if
you really do good, pet, I will let you wear some clothes tonight when we
entertain my guests, otherwise it will just be your naked pussy and ripple
rings."

Beth heard that, and felt a cold chill running down her spine.  She already knew
that Susan was not kidding, or at least she knew enough not to take that chance. 
She was glad that this was something she had done before and had enjoyed, but
under much more favorable circumstances.

Beth licked, sucked and used her tongue to probe every inch of Susan's vagina. 
She brought her to three orgasms in less than 30 minutes, and was still going
hard  even though her mouth and tongue were tiring, when Susan said, "enough
pet, you will wear clothing tonight."

"You are a good little pussy eater."  She sat up, then added, "are you sure you
have never done that before?"

"No, that was the first time for me," lied Beth, not wanting this woman to know
any more about her than she and Frank already did.

"The maid will take you to your dressing room and show you what to wear.  If you
protest, I will beat the shit out of you and you will be buck ass naked tonight,
do you understand me, pet?"  Without waiting on an answer, she got up and left
Beth still on her knees.

The maid came in as soon as she had left and told Beth to follow her. Once
again, Beth followed the maid.  This time she was led to a bedroom.  Motioning
to the bed, the maid said, "this is what Ms. Wright has selected for you to
wear.  She said for me to caution you that you are to wear nothing but what is
on the bed, not even your panties and bra."  Then she abruptly left the room
closing the door behind her.

On the bed was a simple white cotton dress with a moderately scooped neckline. 
It was about knee length and looked like something Beth would buy for herself. 
Beside it was a pair of white, low heel sandals.  Even though Beth knew she
would not be wearing bra nor panties under this dress, its modest appearance
made her feel better.  At least she would look decent and presentable for
Susan's guests.

Just as she was finishing getting dressed, the maid returned and told her to
follow her to the den.  In the den, Beth found that Susan had also dressed in
casual clothing and was sitting on the couch talking to an oriental looking
lady.

"Hi pet," Susan said as Beth walked into the room.  "This is Dr. Li Cho, a very
special friend of mine."  Her tone of voice left little doubt in Beth's mind
just what she had meant by "special friend."  The lady stood and walked over to
Beth.

Beth watched as she was examined by the oriental woman.  She was taken aback at
how strong and muscular the woman appeared even though she was neither big nor
tall. 

"So this is Frank's little toy?"  Li asked.

"Yes, isn't she wonderful.  She ate her first pussy  just before you came, and
she is pretty damn good at it.  I can't wait until she has some experience."  
Susan looked at Beth and said, "lift you dress pet and show Li your wonderful
little bald cunny."

Beth was shocked at what Susan had just said.  She responded, "you are kidding. 
You can't possibly expect me to do that."  She stood and stared at Susan in
total disbelief.

"She has a long way to go, doesn't she?" asked Li.

"Yes, and it is going to be most enjoyable dearest Li, most enjoyable indeed." 
Turning back to Beth, she said again, "lift your dress pet so Li can see your
naked cunny."

Again Beth just stood and stared at her.

"I will deal with you insolence after my meeting," she snapped at Beth.  "Li,
perhaps you would like to assist me in teaching this piece of shit some
manners?"

"I would love to Susan, but Mary and I are going to enjoy some time together
after your meeting,"  Li said.

"Why don't you invite Mary to join us?  Do you think she would be interested?"

"Yes, I am certain of it.  I will ask her as soon as she gets here," said Li
grinning broadly.

The two women left Beth still standing in a near state of shock.  She heard the
distinctive "click" of the door being locked as they left.  Beth walked to the
door and confirmed that she had just been locked in the den in Susan's house. 
She sat in one of the large chairs shivering at the thought of what was going to
happen to her.  "How have I so completely lost control of my life?" she thought
as tears began flowing freely down her cheeks.

Beth remained in the den while Susan conducted a meeting of the social committee
of the Arts Council for San Francisco just doors away from where she sat in
fear.  It was over two hours later that the meeting ended.  Susan walked into
the den and said, "so now it is time for you to learn to obey me bitch.  It is
going to be a lesson you need to never forget."  As she finished, Li and Mary
walked in.

"Beth?"  Mary said.

Beth looked up to see Mary Owens, the branch librarian with whom she had been
involved some time ago following Li into Susan's den.  She did not respond.

"Beth, it is you.  How delightful to see you again," Mary said.

"You two know each other?" asked Susan.

Mary giggled, and said, "we were extremely good friends just after she started
to work in the library system," she paused, giggled again and added, "if you
know what I mean."

"So, you piece of shit, not only have you failed to obey me, but you have lied
to me as well," Susan snapped.

"What did she lie about?" asked Li.

"The bitch told me that my pussy was her first to taste."

"Beth, how could you?  We had many, many fun times together," asked Mary.

Susan, teeming with anger, said, "Li, perhaps you will not want Mary to see
this.  I am going to punish her severely."

"Please Li, let me stay.  She broke up with me without even as much as a
'good-bye.'  Please let me stay," pleaded Mary.

"What are you going to do to her?" asked Li.

"I really just don't know.  I promised Frank that I would not leave any marks on
her body.  Otherwise, I would whip the skin off her back."

"Please, please, don't hurt me," begged Beth as she fell to her knees
whimpering.

Susan, filled with rage, kicked her in the side of her head so hard that Beth
was knocked unconscious and fell face down on to the floor.

When Beth regained consciousness, she found herself laying on her stomach.  She
had a large ball gag in her mouth that was fastened tightly around her head. 
She tried to moved, but discovered that she was secured, spread eagle and face
down on some sort of a low bench.  She looked around within her vision to see
that she was in what appeared to be a well equipped gym.  She was alone, nude,
and cold.

She saw Susan and Li come into view.  "Welcome to hell," growled Susan.  "Li,
since you came up with the method of punishment, why don't you explain to this
piece of shit just what is going to happen to her."

"I would be delighted, it is just too bad that Mary did not have the stomach for
this."  She paused, then continued, "we are going to very carefully and
systematically bruise all the major muscles in your body."

Upon hearing what Li said, Beth bucked and strained against the bonds holding
her in place.  Her eyes widened in sheer panic as she realized the severity of
the way she was held in place and unable to move.  Her struggles were met by
laughter from the other two women.

"Go on Li, tell her, explain it to her like you did Mary and me.  I want her to
know just what is going to happen.  I want her to realize that it will happen
again if she ever lies or refuses to obey me again," Susan said.

Li held a rolling pin in front of Beth.  "This is what we are going to use, but
we are not going to hit you with it, that would leave bruises, and Frank would
be mad at us.  No honey, we are going to use it by rolling it over your legs,
arms, back, and shoulders.  We will start with moderate pressure at first, then
heavier pressure.  Every cell in you muscles will be forced against the others
over and over.  You will be deeply, very deeply bruised and the will be not a
single mark on your body.  It is a trick my Korean ancestors used to get
information from prisoners, and you will find it very effective."

Beth continued to fight to get loose, but was losing her strength and making no
progress in freeing herself.

"We each have a rolling pin, and we are going to start by working on you calf
muscles, then we will get your hamstring muscles, and work our way up your back
and shoulders, then out your arms.  Next, we will turn you over and work on you
front side.  If you are a good girl, we will not bruised you breasts, something
you should thank us for because that would take even longer to heal.  Now relax
and enjoy yourself,"  she concluded.


"Wait," Susan said, "you have forgotten something.  You did not mention the pain
killer you have in your medical bag."

Laughing, Li said, "thanks hon.  Yes, I am going to give you a strong pain
killer so you will not feel the pain and pass out on us.  You will however be
able to feel what is happening to your body, there just will be no pain until it
wears off."

Beth watched as Li prepared the syringe.  She felt the cold of the alcohol swab
on her arm, then the prick of the needle.  Soon there was almost a narcotic haze
that felt like was covering her brain.

She felt the two rolling pins, one on the calf muscle of each leg, as the rolled
from her ankle to the back of her knee.  She heard Li telling Susan to vary the
angle of the rolling pin as it moved back and forth so as to get the entire
muscle involved.  Even though she felt no pain, Beth could tell that they were
using most of their body weight behind every movement of the rolling pins.

"Do you feel it Beth?" asked Li.  "Do you feel the sinews, the tendons, the very
fiber of your muscles being stretched and crushed.  Isn't it the most unusual
thing you have ever experienced?"

She heard them laughing and talking as they moved to the back of her thighs, and
started the same process on her hamstring muscles.  Beth heard them as they
decided that it might be best if this time they limit their damage to just her
arms and legs.  She learned the Frank was due in town Friday, and they wanted
her to be able to please him when he got here.

Then they moved to her arms and continued.  She heard Susan tell Li what good
exercise this was for them and heard them laugh at the joke as they continued. 
At last Susan and Li stopped.  "Time to turn her over," Li explained.

"What if we have a hard time getting her to lay back down?" Susan asked.

"We have done enough damage to her leg and arm muscles that, pain killer or not,
they will not support her body.  She will give us no trouble I promise."

Although Beth felt them unstrap her from the table, she was able to put up only
the weakest opposition, and was soon fastened just as securely as before, this
time on her back.  She watched them as they worked first on her legs again, the
her arms.  At last, Li proclaimed, "we have been at this for two hours, I think
she will long remember this, and us ," she added with a laugh.

"Now we have to get her home, will you help me?" asked Susan.

"Oh yes, I don't want to miss the surprise you have planned for her, not one
bit.  In fact, I want to join in if it is okay with you," was Li's response.

They carried Beth's limp body to her car, and put her in the back seat.  Li
drove it while Susan followed in her own car.  Soon they were pulling into
Beth's garage.  They took her into her bathroom and put her in the sunken tub. 
Susan stood back and smiled.  "Doesn't she look lovely just laying there?"

"Yes, lovely indeed.  I bet it will be this time tomorrow, at least, before she
can get out of it," Li said gesturing toward the tub.  "By that time she ought
to be rank as hell."

Laughing, Susan said, "yes, that is a fact.  Now you want me to pee on her first
or do you want to be the first?"

"You go first, after all, it was your idea.  But don't forget to close the
drain," replied Li.

"How much longer will the pain killer keep her from enjoying what we have done?"

"Lets see, it is now just after mid night.......I'd say she ought to be coming
out of it real soon," answered Li.

Beth already was in fact feeling the first onset of the pain from the damage
that had been done to her muscles, but she did not move for fear of irritating
her tormentors.  She knew what they were going to do, and she simply no longer
cared.  She watched as Susan reached under her skirt and removed her panties. 
She laid motionless as she stood above her body with one leg on each side of the
tub.  The warm golden stream of Susan's urine splashed down onto Beth's chest
covering her breasts and running down between her own legs.  Next, Li got over
her.  Li's urine splashed on to Beth's face and into her hair and eyes.

The two women left laughing as they closed the bathroom door.  Beth at last
allowed herself to cry.  She shook uncontrollable as she sobbed.  She tried to
raise up to turn on the shower an rinse her urine covered body off.  The shock
of intense pain consumed her, and she fell back against the hard tub still
crying.   She cried until she fell into a deep sleep.

Beth's first awareness the next day was a throbbing from her entire body.  Her
eyes were shocked open by that pain and the stench of the two women's urine in
the tub and all over her body.  Her next awareness was her own need to use the
bathroom, both to urinate and to defecate.  She struggled with the pain that
racked her body as she tried over and over to get out of the fowl smelling tub. 
It was not use.  Her muscles had been so damaged that there was little strength
in them, and the pain almost was causing her to faint during each try to get out
of the tub.

Beth again broke into heavy sobbing as the pressure in her bladder forced her to
relieve herself, adding to the day old urine of Li and Susan.  The pressure
growing in her bowels was just as intense.  Although Beth fought against her own
body, she lost, and was now sitting in and on her own body wastes. 

The time passed as she tried from time to time to get out of the tub.  She
alternated between the pain in her muscles as she tried, to a fitful sleep.  She
had lost all track of time and now had no idea whether it was day or night.

She was becoming weak from hunger and dehydration as she continued to struggle
to get out of the tub.  At last she managed.  Although she could not stand, she
could crawl.  She crawled to the commode and drank from it to quench her thirst. 
She rested for a long time, then crawled back to the tub, opened the drain, and
got in.  She sat and let the warm shower pelt her battered body until the hot
water started turning cold.  She turned the water off, and slumped back in the
tub and gathered her strength.

It was over an hour later before Beth again managed to crawl out of the tub. 
Every muscle in her body felt as if it was on fire as she slowly crawled to her
bedroom.  It was daylight, and the clock radio on her night stand indicated it
was 9:15 am, but She did not know what day it was.  She managed to dial her
office number.  Her assistant answered.

"This is Beth," she said, "I am suffering from a bad case of the flu, I am sick. 
I will not be in for a couple of days.  Please notify Admin that I am taking
some sick leave for me."

"I am sorry to hear that Ms Williams.  Are you eyes scratchy and your muscles
sore," was the response.

"Yes, very sore."  She paused, then asked, "is today Monday?"

"Yes, and I hope you feel better soon."

"Thank you.  Good bye."  Beth hung up the telephone and collapsed of the floor,
unable to get on her bed.

It was late afternoon when Beth awoke again.  This time she felt a driving need
for something to eat and she was still very dehydrated.  She crawled to her
kitchen and managed to get the refrigerator door open.  She ate some fruit and
raw vegetables, but that was all she could reach from the floor.  Unable to
reach to the higher shelves or to the sink, she could get nothing to drink. 
Once again she crawled to the bathroom and drank from the toilet.  The smell of
what had been in the tub still hung heavy in there, so she crawled back to her
bedroom.  She struggled until she got on to the bed and fell asleep.

It was after 1:00 am when she woke next.  She managed to get to her feet, and
using furniture to steady herself, went to the kitchen again.  The pain of
walking caused tears to stream down her cheeks as she moved.  For the first time
she saw the blinking light on her answering machine.  She pushed the button to
hear her massages.

"Slut," she heard Frank's voice say, "I want you at my place at 7:30 Friday
evening, and I do not want you to shave your legs or armpits again until I say
it is permissible.  Slut, you are fully aware of the consequences should you
fail to be there on time."  There was nothing more.

END OF CHAPTER TEN



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