JOSIE 3
Mr Marx was waiting for us and let us in to go back to the back room.
Edie saw the mattress in the corner and rushed over to lie on it. She said, "Oh
it is nice and soft."
Mr. Marx said, "There is a blanket and pillow too."
He handed them to her and she put her head on the pillow and pulled the blanket
over her. She said,"Oh this is wonderful. I will love it here."
Mr. Marx said," I am not sure you will be staying. You don't look as good as the
last time I saw you."
Edie jumped up and said,"Please let me stay. I will do anything to make you
happy."
Mr Marx said, Maybe but Josie looks better. Take off the dress."
She rushed to get it off then stood there posing with her breasts pushed out and
her tummy sucked in to look her best.
He went to her nd felt her breasts and pussy and butt then said, "She has a nice
body.I love the big firm tits and ass. Clean her up and I will be back in about
an hour. Oh yeah shave that big bush of hair off her pussy so I can see it."
I got some soap and rags then went out to the rain barrel for water. The sun had
warmed it so it was lukewarm. I washed her whole body including her face and
hair while she stood there patiently with a smile on her face. Finally I rinsed
her off. It made all the difference in the world. Now she looked young and
pretty again. While I combed her hair removing a lot of weed seeds and things
she said,"Thank you. It feels wonderful to be clean.I used to wash in the lake
but men would catch me there."
"Yes now lie back on the table. I have to shave your crotch."
She did opening her legs for me. I was real careful but once in a while the
razor would catch and release letting me know hair was pulled out. Her only
reaction was a little intake of air. When every hair was gone even the ones
around her little puckered butt hole I helped her up and led her to the mirror.
When she saw her bald pussy she let out a little sob.
"I said, "I know. I miss my hair too it made me feel grown up."
She said,"It isn't that. My thick bush padded my pussy. Now it will hurt a lot
more."
I realized that was true and tried to console her by saying,"I don't think they
will hit it. They just want to look."
She said doubtfully, "I hope you are right."
Mr. Marx returned a few minutes later. He looked at her and said, "Yes that is
much better. You will do anything I want. Right?"
"Yes sir."
"Good. Get on your knees and come over here and suck my cock."
She made no protest. She got on her knees and moved to him with her breasts
swaying. She untied his drawstring and pulled his pants down to his ankles.
I was amazed. I didn't know cocks got that big. It was more than twice as big as
my brother's. She stuck out her tongue and licked his balls then the shaft and
then swirled it around the head making him groan. She took it into her mouth and
I saw her tongue swirling around it as she took it in deeper. She kept letting
it in deeper as her cheeks collapsed in sucking. Her nose finally was buried in
his crotch hair.I couln't understand why she was not choking since I knew the
head had to be in her throat. Then she began moving her head back and forward
licking and sucking while he groaned and made faces. Sometimes it looked like
she was hurting him from his grimaces but he didn't complain.Suddenly he made a
face and let out a load groan as he grabbed her head to jam her face into his
crotch. I saw her breasts heave and knew he was choking her but in a few seconds
he let her go then held his dick on front of her lips and began milking it. She
knew what to do. She stuck out her tongue to lick the remaining drops of his
sperm from the head of his dick.
He said,"You are a great cocksucker."
He may have meant it as a compliment but she blushed and looked at the floor in
shame."
He said "Josie, Take off the dress and panties. You will not believe what she
can do with her tongue."
Edie looked up and said,"I have never done that with a girl."
I said, "We can't that is homosexuality and the preacher said it was a sin."
"No it isn't a sin if you are forced to do it. Now get those clothes off. Now!"
In alarm I stripped quickly and Edie walked to me on her knees and stuck out her
tongue to swirl it on the little nubbin I rubbed at night.I gasped at the
incredible feeling so much better than my finger.She alternated between swirls
on the nubbin and sticking her tongue in deep then nodding her head. The
incredible sensations made me quiver in excitement then Mr. Marx came behind me
to reach around to pull and pinch my nipples. That just added excitement to make
me pant as orgasms grew stronger and stronger.Like Mr Marx I grabbed her head
and drove her tongue deep inside me. Suddenly I felt weak and pushed her head
away to stand there shaking and panting for breath.
Mr. Marx grinned and said, "Maybe you are homosexual. You sure enjoyed the pussy
licking."
I sobbed,"Don't say that. I am not a sinner."
"Maybe not. Beg me to fuck you and I will know you prefer men."
I wasn't sure his big cock would fit in my pussy but I begged, Please fuck me. I
want you to do it."
"Allright. To be sure you can do the fucking."
He went to the mattress and laid on his back holding his semi-hard dick straight
up with his hand. When I went to him he told me to lick his cock to make it real
hard. I knelt and leaned over to lick his cock remembering to swirl my tongue on
the head as Edie had done. Edie had made him clean so there was no taste. Soon
it was so hard it was throbbing and Mr.Marx told me to sit on it. Actually it
was better to be on top because I could put it in slowly. It stretched my pussy
but with my spit on it and my wet pussy from Edie it slid in fairly easily.As my
pussy touched his balls I could feel my insides move to make room for it.
He reached up to grab my ipples and used them to make me lift up and twist soon
we were both breathing hard and I am sure I was making faces like him. Suddenly
just as I was having my first orgasm he grunted and jerked me down on him by my
nipples. Then he sighed. I leaned back and felt his dick soften then slip out of
me.
He said,"Did you like that?"
I said honestly, "Yes. It was wonderful."
"Good. You are not homosexual."
I had mixed feelings. I was glad he didn't think I was homosexual but I knew
fucking someone other than my husband made me a slut.
The next day he had me run the store While he and Edie "Made some things" in the
back room. There weren't many customers since during the week only retired men
who weren't working would come in. We only got working men after five or on
Saturday afternoons. I let them fondle me to keep them there but they could only
nurse a cup of coffee so long and they began to leave. Then there was only one
old man about sixty years old. I asked him if he wanted another cup of coffee
and he said,"I only have one dime left. If you will make it a penney a spank
I'll give you the dime. Just hand spanks."
I felt I deserved a spanking for my slutty behavior the night before and his
hands were no longer callused so I said,"I will ask Mr. Marx."
I went in to the back room to see ropes and chains hanging from the ceiling
joists and other ropes bolted to the floor and walls. Edie was naked and was
staring at the ropes with a strange fascinated look on her face.
I said,"We only have one customer and he wants to give me ten spanks for his
last dime. Should I let him?"
"Yeah but tell him it is a one time deal. You will have to do it out there so
lock the door."
I went back and told him. He gave me the dime which I put in the cash drawer as
he moved his chair away from the table. I went back to him and laid over his
knees. He said, "No. You know you have to be spanked naked."
I said,"My buns are bare you just have to lift the skirt."
"I don't care. I want all of you bare."
I got up from his knees and took off he little silk skirt and top.I stood there
a moment not wanting to show my hairless pussy but he said, "The panty thing
too."
I took it off blushing then blushed more when he said,"That is one sweet tight
pussy."
I went to him anxious to lie over his legs to hide it but he said, "Wait."
He stood up to loosen his drawstring to let his pants fall to his ankles showing
a gnarly semi-hard cock surrounded by grey hair. He fondled my bald pussy with
his left hand while rubbing his dick with he right until it was hard then said,
"Straddle my legs. I want to hit your butt with both hands."
I thought it would be over twice as fast that way so I straddled his open legs.
He pulled me closer to him so the head of his dick was pressing against my slit
then he began hitting me. The first spank made me jump forward abd I felt the
head of his dick part my lips. Each spasnk drove it deeper and I found the
feeling of his dick stretching my pussy while my ass was stung was really
exciting. He hit me a lot more times than ten but I din't care since each sting
and thrust brought me closer to orgasm. He lasted long enough to give me two
great orgasms
When his soft dick slid out of me he cackled and said,"That was great! I can
hardly wait to tell the fellas."
That started a precedent. From then on I kew that was the way I would get all
hand spankings.They excited me so much I suggested Mr. Marx leave the price at a
penney.
I went to the back room and told him the last customer had left because they
were out of money. He said "Okay. Close the store and you can help Edie make
whips and things."
I looked around and saw Edie naked and braiding a whip. When I had put up the
closed sign he had me go out and cut willow switches in varying lengths from six
feet long to three feet. I brought them in and he said "Take off your clothes it
excites me to see naked girls make things that will hurt them. Strip off the
leaves and twigs and put them in the water barrel to keep them flexible."
He wagched us braiding whips of different lengths, and cutting straps of
different lengtha and widths from a big piece of leather. Each one frightened
me but Edie had a dreamy look on her face.When we ran out of leather he said,
"Now we will test them."
He had us face the wall then pulled up our wrists to buckle them into sheep
hobbles. He would show us an instrument then hit us with it. I would cringe at a
"Slap" ad Edie's moan knowing it would hit me next.He started with smaller
things working up to what he called a "Cat O Nine tails.
By the time he finished we were both crying hysterically with every inch of our
backs,butt and thighs reddened and welted.
He let us calm down then had us grade the things depending on how bad they hurt.
It was easy to pick the "Cat" as the worst but other things hurt equally bad. He
would hold up something and we would grade it then he would put a tag on it with
a price. The cat cost a dollar with other things less all the way down to a
nickel. Once Edie and I argued about whether a long switch or a snake like whip
was worse. That was a mistake because he had us bend over and hit us again with
both of them. To me they werre equally bad but Edie said the switch cut deeper
so I agreed not wanting another test.
The next day was payday. Mr.Marx put a sign on the door of the back room. It
said,
SHOW TIME 3:00 PM
A VIRGIN CRUCIFIED"
Below that he had made a stick figure with it's arms outstretched and just
circles for the head and breasts and a line at the crotch to depict her tight
pussy.
He told me to make sure everyone saw the sign. It hurt the morning business
because usually a man would read the sign then leave presumably to spread the
word.
Business began picking up about noon. I was sent up the ladder to get books.
They opened them to pages showing women hanging by their wrists from crosses or
tree limbs.
I told Mr. Marx that more than one man was looking at a book but he said,"That
is okay. This is advertising to make them interested."
I was called over for two men to fondle me giving me a chance for a close look
at the picture. The woman had her mouth open obviously screaming in pain and
then I noticed whip marks on her body. That was when I realized Edie would not
only suffer the pain of the bondage but additional pain from whips.
Mr Marx came over to the men gathered around the table excitedly pointing out
lash marks to her breasts and crotch and said, "We will have a show every two
days to allow the girls to heal. You can pick out the next pose with the most
votes making it next."
That sent me up the ladder to get more books. They began arguing about the next
pose. Mr Marx said, "No reason to argue men. There will be a different pose at
every show. You will all see your favorite eventually."
I went to him and said,"You said girls. I got Edie for you. I thought she would
be the one for shows."
He said, "Don't worry. Edie has bigger breasts than you, she will no doubt be
chosen unless they want variety. If you are chosen you will share in the
admissions. Not every show will involve pain."
I was frightened and more money meant nothing to me. He sent me back to the
table to be fondled and I became more frightened as they cackled over the
pictures. I found crucifixion was one of the lesser things. Other pictures
showed girls suspended by ropes tied around the bases of their tits causing them
to balloon and be purple. Others had girls suspended by hooks imbedded in their
skin, and some had the girl hung by outstretched legs while a man hit their
gaping pussy with sticks or whips.
I began to cry at the prospects and one man said,"Don't worry honey. We won't
maim you."
That was little consolation. I could suffer a lot before being maimed.
Then it was three oclock. Mr Marx had gone in about fifteen minutes earlier. He
stuck his head out the door to tell me to take admissions. I stood at the door
and collected quarters. It was a success all 12 men who were in the store went
in the back room. I followed the last one in after putting the closed sign at
the entrance.
Edie was hanging looking a lot like the Jesus pictures Rxcept Mr. Marx had not
botherd to make a cross she was just hanging by the sheep hobbles from ceiling
beams at arm length. It was obviously hurting her shoulders by her moans and
little twists. Like Jesus her stomach was concave and her ribs and hipbones
showed. The tiny waist made her uplifted breasts seem bigger.
Mr Marx waved to the wall holding the whips and things and said,"Gentlemen
choose your instrument."
They all rushed over to the wall of whips but only six of them chose something.
She was lucky in that they all chose the cheaper things that didn't hurt as much
but that made it possible to buy more strokes.
They would bring their strap or switch over to me and give me money then I would
announce the number of lashes they had purchased.
She got thirty lashes and all were to the sensitive places of her breasts and
pussy. She was real brave only gasping until toward the end when she cried. Mr
Marx let them feel and pinch the welts for the last five minutes of the show
causing sobs and squeals.
The next morning to my surprise her body had returned to nearly normal with only
a few bruises around her nipples and pussy. She would have all day and night and
the next morning to heal which I thought should erase all the marks.
Mr Marx decided she should have a costume too but he didn't have any more of the
pretty material in my costume. He took material from mine and threaded
drawstrings, When he was done we just had red silk straps covering our breasts
and pussies leaving the back bare. He even took my panty thing. I felt bad. It
wasn't much but it was something.
He had us go to the front room to greet customers. We were busy for awhile
climbing the ladder for books and serving coffee then everybody had something so
we just stood by the table being fondled. We may as well been naked since they
lifted the flaps to look as well as touch but at least it didn't hurt.
I saw Mr.Marx put a note on the back room door and went to look at it.It said,
TODAYS SHOW. A GANG RAPE OF VIRGINS.
PARTICIPANTS ONE DOLLAR,
OBSERVERS TWENTY-FIVE CENTS
I went to Mr. Marx and said, "You said there would only be a show every two
days."
"Yeah but this is a request from customers that won't hurt you. Pain shows will
be on alternate days."
I said,"But we aren't virgins."
"That's okay it just looks better on the sign. Would you rather I said rape of
sluts?"
"I blushed and said "No."
Mr Marx pointed out the sign to the customers and they went over to read it.
They began giving him money I saw the dollar customers got red tickets and
observers got green ones. The men with red tickets were the same ones that had
bought lashes so I was sure some pain would be involved.
At ten to three he brought us to the back room and took off our costumes then
tied our wrists behind our backs.
When he left I whimpered,"Edie I am so scared."
She said,"Don't be. Fucking is a lot better than whipping. You may even like
it."
At three they began coming in with the red tickets being waved proudly. It was
awful. They made us feel bad by calling us sluts and pigs and whores and were
real rough driving their dicks into our pussies and asses with no lubrication. I
was fucked in the ass while sucking another one and even once I had a dick in my
pussy, my ass, and mouth all at the same time. I have to admit after they had
cum in my pussy and ass to lubricate thenm it began to feel good in spite of the
random slaps on our ass or boobs. It went on for more than the half-hour. He let
them fuck and be sucked until none of them could get hard.
Mr Marx was wrong about not being hurt I could barely walk home since my pussy
and ass hurt so much.
end part 3
