CHAPTER TWELVE
Sunday morning Beth woke up about 10:00. There was a dull ache in her jaws that
served to remind her of the way she had been made to perform last night for the
pleasure of Frank's students. She just laid there unable to even cry about the
ruined life she was now forced to live. She was on the very verge of accepting
her fate, her spirits nearly broken, but she was not aware of the changes
happening in her mind, not yet at least. She was still just laying there when
she heard her front door open.
"Get your cunt ready slut, I will be there in a minute," she heard Frank say.
Beth immediately rolled over on her back and started arousing herself as quickly
as she could. She was still busily working on herself when Frank entered the
room with another man just behind him. She grabbed for the sheet to pull it up
and cover her nude body.
"No, don't touch that sheet," Frank warned. "This is Tan Cho, Li's husband. He
wants to fuck you this morning. Be a good little slut and tell him it is okay."
Beth's eyes filled with tears as she looked at these two men. She nodded "yes."
"No, slut, tell him that you want him to fuck your cunt," demanded Frank.
She paused for several seconds, tears streaming down her cheeks, then said, "I
want you to fuck my cunt."
The two men roared with laughter. Tan removed his trousers and got on the bed
between Beth's legs. He inserted his penis and began the enjoyment of her body.
He continued for longer than she had ever remembered a man lasting before and
she felt her own passion rising to the point of orgasm. Then it hit and her
body convulsed with a powerful orgasm, then another. At last Tan withdrew his
now limp and spent penis from her body. She opened her eyes to see Frank's
erect penis directly in front of her. Without a word being said, she took it in
her mouth and started giving him what he obviously wanted. Frank squirted his
full load down her throat, then tucked his penis back in his pants.
"Frank, your little slut is very nice. You have done an excellent job my
friend," Tan said.
Without anything else being said, the two men turned and walked out of Beth's
house, leaving her still nude and on her bed. This was the final straw that
broke Beth's spirit and her will to resist. She was reduced to nothing more
than an object for Frank to use as he wanted, and she now realized it. She did
not cry, but just accepted that was to be her life as long as he wanted her.
She pulled into his driveway promptly at three o'clock, got out and rang the
door bell.
"Come in slut," Frank said. Then he added, "strip."
Quickly, she was standing before him nude.
"Lay on the couch slut, and let me watch you get you cunt ready for a good
fucking."
There was no protest left in her, she simply had lost the will to resist. She
moved to the couch, laid back, and started arousing herself with her hands as he
watched. Her body shook as an orgasm neared, but she continued.
"Here, use this in your cunt, slut," Frank said as he handed her a large dildo.
She took it obediently and inserted it. She continued as she reached three
orgasms.
"That is enough for now slut," he told her. "Get up and stand over the display
stand."
Soon, she was fixed in place with the vertical rod inserted into her vagina. He
put a piece of tape over her mouth and said, "we are having some guests, and you
will not need to speak slut." She felt her own sexual discharge running down
the insides of her thighs, but made no attempt to try and wipe it away.
Frank left her there in the den and went into his kitchen. It was about 15
minutes later when the door bell rang. Frank opened the door and in walked
Susan and Li.
They looked at Beth, then Susan said, "I hear that she has accepted your as her
master."
"Yes, I think that is the case. I think I have broken her at last."
"My husband said she performed well this morning, he seemed impressed, Frank,"
said Li.
"I was pleased," remarked Frank. "She did not hesitate, and she had at least
two full orgasms."
Beth stood immobilized by the rod inside her and unable to speak as they talked.
Hearing them discuss her performance and her acceptance of his control caused
her to feel even less human than before.
"That is all well and good, but when do I get to punish her for her
transgressions of yesterday?" asked Susan. "You have not forgiven her insolence
and lies have you?"
"No, she must learn the consequences of disobedience. That is a very important
part of her training, " was Frank's reply.
Hearing this, Beth started squirming in a futile attempt to free herself.
Susan said, "look, she has life left in her after all," as she laughed a wicked
laugh. "I can't wait to get at her breasts, it is going to be so great."
Beth continued to struggle. A trickle of blood ran down her thigh as the only
accomplishment of her struggles.
"Li, are you sure that no permanent damage will be done to her breasts?" he
asked.
"Absolutely, but they will feel like open boils on her chest for a few days,"
was Li's reply.
"Okay, then I am ready to learn your technique. Susan has told me of the effect
it had on her arms and legs. I can only imagine what it will do to her lovely
breasts.
"Are you sure your workshop is soundproof?" questioned Li.
"Very sure."
Susan asked, "should we handcuff her first, just so she doesn't give us any
trouble?"
"That might be a good idea," agreed Frank. He went to a drawer and got a pair
of hand cuffs, the moved to Beth's rear and placed them on her wrists. He then
lowered the rod from her vagina. Even handcuffed, Beth tried to avoid being
pushed into Frank's workshop. All three were sweating by the time they got her
in there and on the mattress on the floor. When her legs were chained to rings
in the floor set far apart. The handcuffs were removed and Frank held her on
her back as her wrists were fastened to other rings.
Then, they stood up admiring their handiwork.
"God, she looks so delicious laying there totally helpless like that. Where is
the rolling pin?" asked Susan.
"First the tape, I want to hear her screams," replied Frank. He then ripped the
tape off Beth's mouth.
"Please, oh God please don't do this to me. I am begging, I am pleading, I will
do anything you ask, I will never disobey again," she shouted in a non stop
sentence.
"Will you fuck any body I tell you to?"
"Yes, I promise."
"Will you show you naked body at any time I wish?"
"Yes, God yes."
He put another piece of tape on her mouth, and said, "sorry Li, but I had rather
not hear her begging, I just might give in. You can start whenever you wish."
Li sat on Beth's hips, one leg on each side, and took the rolling pin. She
placed it on top of Beth's left breast, and gently rolled it back and forth.
"God, Frank, look at her eyes. They are as wide as saucers. She is scared
shitless," `Susan exclaimed.
Li pressed a little harder as she continued to roll the pin back and forth over
Beth's breast. "I will do this one and you can watch, then you two can take
turns on her other one. She will pass out rather quickly, but that is fine."
Beth felt Li increasing the pressure as she rolled the pin across her breast.
The pain built up slowly at first, then it became blinding. She bucked and
struggled, but was unable to stop the relentless rolling of the pin. She passed
out from the pain.
When Li was satisfied, she got off Beth's limp body. Susan took her place and
started the same process on Beth's right breast. Then it was Frank's turn.
They spent over an hour crushing and bruising her breasts. Beth was passed out
during all but the initial stages.
"That is enough," Li said. "She will be in severe pain for most of a week. I
suggest, Frank, that you give her a few days to recover before you use her
again." They left the workshop as they continued to talk about her.
When Beth regained consciousness, she was in her own bed room, and felt a deep
throbbing in her chest. She moved to sit up, and was literally knocked back
down by the pain. She discovered that only by laying perfectly still could she
stand the pain in her breasts. Any movement they made was enough to almost
make her vomit with pain. She laid there until her need to go to the bathroom
was urgent. She carefully cupped each in her hands and stumbled to the
bathroom. Then she went back to bed, and stayed there for the rest of the
evening and night.
Monday, Beth called in sick again. Her breasts were much too sore to be in a
bra, and their movement without a bra was sickening. Again , she stayed in bed
all day except to used the bathroom. The same was true on Tuesday.
Wednesday morning, her breast pain was lessened to the point of being able to
get a bra on, and she made it in to work. She stayed in her office all that
day, then went home. There was a note on her door. She opened it, and it read,
"I want you at my house at 8:00 tonight slut." Beth crushed the note in her
fist and went on inside her house.
Frank looked at his watch, it was nearly 8:15. He wondered what had gone wrong,
Beth was due 15 minutes ago. He had just about decided to go over to her house
to see if she was okay, when he heard a car drive up. It was Beth's car.
"Come in slut," he said as he opened the door in response to the ringing of the
door bell.
She walked in, and said, " I am sorry I am late sir. There was a large truck
blocking my driveway."
"You are forgiven slut. Now strip."
He watched as she undressed down to her bra. "Sir, may I keep my bra on? My
breasts still hurt very badly," she explained.
For a moment Frank almost gave in, but he knew that would never do. "No slut, I
said strip."
She gingerly removed her bra with slow and careful movements.
"Are they still sore, I mean really sore slut?"
"Yes sir," was her response.
"Have you learned a lesson about the consequences of failing to obey me no
matter what I tell you to do?"
"Yes sir."
"Come over here, kneel, and tell me to squeeze you tit as hard as I wish."
There was only the slightest of a hesitation, then she knelt in front of him and
said, "squeeze my breast......uh....tit as hard as you wish." A tear welled up
in her eye as she waited.
Frank reached out and took her right breast in his hand. He applied only the
slightest pressure and was surprised at the look of pain in her eyes. He opened
his zipper, pulled out his fully hard penis, and said, "suck it slut."
She took it in her mouth and worked until his sperm was flooding her mouth.
"Dress, and get out slut, but be here Friday night at 7:30," he told her.
When she was gone, Frank mixed himself a drink. He sat at his desk until late
that night making notes in his journal.
END OF CHAPTER TWELVE
