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Joan's New Life # 6
She woke in the night and if it wasn't for the cramped position
and the handcuffs holding her arms behind her back she would
have though this was all a bad dream. When she tried to
straighten up though, and her back met the unyielding top of the
trunk she was assured... She drifted off again into a troubled fitful frustrated
sleep.
Finally the top was opened again and fresh air flowed over her,
she was soo cramped up she could not even move to get up. He
had to help her used the familiar hand in the hair hold to even
get her head up. Then a steady pull was required to get her out of
her 'resting' place.
She was lead to the bathroom and forced down onto her knees.
from this position she looked up at 'her' new stud...
"Time for your morning gargle bitch. You just relax kneeling
right there and have a nice drink from old Don's fountain." He
explained drawing his flaccid dick from his tight jeans. Though
in the relaxed state, it seemed to have erupt through the tiny gold
teeth of the zipper which made it look like a huge tongue coming
from some primitive mouth. She was horrified at the thought of
what he now required of her and seeing its single starring eye she
shuttered. Her back was screaming from her 'rest' in the night.
her stomach was grumbling....
but the look in his eyes, when she
looked into his face, told her he did. She shrank back from this
horrible one eyed monster's sight.
"Come on bitch. We got things to do and I've been saving it just
for you. I got a whole lot for you too. I drank a lot last night so
let's recycle it," he demanded, "and you spill a drop or upchuch
and I'll have you lick that up too. Now get on with it."
Their was no choice. With her shackled hands she could only
shutter and lurched over to him. Doing a delicate balancing act
as he stoically stood there, she position her head for the 'gargle'.
She lowered her head, ovaled her lips, and using her tongue to
lift the smelly head, took him inside her oral cavity. He looked
down smiling at his new 'bitch' all the while remained flaccid
and smiling at her obedience.
When she had a good purchase on the soft organ she heard...
"Look up here toilette mouth. Here it comes..."
Despite a sore neck, she managed to look up into his smiling
face... again his deep blue pools captivated her...
He started to peed, at first, in small sprits. She managed to
swallow, and then swallowed again.
It was horrible...
"OK now that you got the hang of it let's really let her rip." he
said still smiling at her the whole time.
The spurts became a trickle, and the trickle increased to become
a river. She had to struggle to keep up and a couple of times she
almost lost it but then when it felt hopeless and started to
come out her nose. Then it began to slacked off and finally
after an eternity the inflow stopped, leaving her with a 'only' a
mouth full to finish. Her rumbling belly, burning throat, horrible
taste in her mouth and that piss smell from a men's room only
remained...
"Not bad for a first time, we'll do it every day from now on. I
know you will come to just love it.. I can tell about you bitch.
Ah well ... Come on now you got a busy day ahead of you.
Can't have you going back to sleep, and have you sleep right
through your own decoration day. Just a couple of things
to get to first." He said as he lifter her to her feet and lead
her, with the hand in the hair hold, to the kitchen counter.
"Make out a check to cash for $3018.57." he demanded as he
released her right hand from it's cuff. He kept hold of the loose
one there by keeping her imprisoned by the left wrist.
There on the counter was HER CHECK BOOK!, and her
debit card.
"Now look her...AHHHH"
She started but Mr. whip smashed into her left tit. She tried
to cover her tit with her free hand but all ready she knew it
was futile. He raised Mr. Whip again in order to strike again.
"I can do this all day. Walt will wait. You just tell me when
you're ready to write the check." he said flexing the whip as
if to strike again...
"All right All right I'll do it but that is all the money I have
in the world." she begged. Then she grabbed the pen and wrote
the check under his gaze and the shadow of Mr. whip.
"Now Joan that is mighty nice of you to give me that pittance from
your checking account. We will use it for your decorations today.
Now I want the pin number for your savings account. That sucker
will keep us love birds for quite a long while." He said
flicking the whip again and again to secure her compliance.
She stood shrinking as far away as the cuffed left wrist would
allow and then she said,
"55387"
"Good bitch. Now while you relax and take a nice bubble bath.
I'll go cash this check and try out our card. You just relax and
make yourself all nice and clean and sweet smelling for your
decoration. You better not have told me the wrong number
though, or when I get back, these tits'll suffer." he said petting
her precious tits.
"Damn you sure are sexy in the morning. Get over the ottoman
there. Belly down ... I think I'll fuck my new hole." Don said.
He dragged her over to the ottoman, forced her over it face down
and knelt behind her.
She thought.
He reached down and captured her right wrist and secured it
again behind her back without missing a stroke.
The feeling of helplessness... being chained naked like this...
The fullness of her cunt... She was...
He leaned over her back...reached down ... and managed to
grabbed the dangling sore sex orbs. A slight twist to get her
attention and he demanded,
"MOO for me you fine bitch. MOO for old Don. Come on bitch,
you know you love it.... Ride me like the bitch you are."
"MOOOOOO MOOO MOO", she exclaimed and fucked
back with all her might as he kept a firm demanding grip on her
tits.
"Yes sir this is good pussy, but a little work on it and I'll
have it perfect won't I bitch?" he demanded with another twist.
"MOO!! MOO!!! I mean ..yes .. Do... Sir..." she shouted as she
had the first of many orgasms.
"MOO MOOO MOO" She bellowed over and over...
Finally he came and withdrew from her sloppy fucked out cunt.
She kept on coming for a while even with an empty cunt!! She
finally stopped exhausted, and just lay there ... panting..
He rose up and used the 'hand in the hair hole' to drag her
unwilling frame up to the upright kneeling position. He came
around from behind her and demanded,
"Lookie here bitch. You got my nice clean dick all dirty. Clean
up that mess you nasty bitch."
Shuttering she looked at the disgusting thing that had recently
been the source of her great pleasure. She agreed... it looked
disgusting all slimy and wet.... Then she ovaled her mouth and
accepted him into her cleaning apparatus.
She thought as her tongue washed
away the traces of her previous passion.
Then he dragging her into the bathroom. He lifted a length of
chain from the floor that was fastened to the toilette tanks pipe
and secured it around her neck. Then he released her wrists from
the cuffs and removed them from her grasp.
He ran his hand over her mound and demanded, "Use this depilatory
on this shit. I find any stubble when I get back and I burn out
the suckers with my lighter. Don't like a scratchy pussy. Now I
want to find a clean sweet smelling smooth whore when I get back.
You understand ME?"
She could only stair at him and nod. He was never going to let
her go.. why was she dripping too. He reached into the folds of
her dripping cunt and began to build another fire in her loins.
Then when she was again hotter than a fire cracker he stopped
and held her hands away from her body, till she cooled, so she
could not finish her self.
"Now what is the limit of the card, and the number again?" he
demanded.
Wriggling in heat she said, "$300 a day and 55348."
He reached down and finished her off in no time. Then he ordered,
"Remember depilatory and lots of soap. Don't want a smelly whore
like now to take to Walt's. Now for being such a good whore I'm
going to let you play with your self right now."
"Show me what a good whore you are."
She tried to rub against him but he exclaimed as he slapped her
face,
"How many times I have to tell you, I don't like smelly whores
fucking up my clothes?"
"Now you start stroking that clit.... and you do it good NOW!!"
She tried to sit on the toilette, but he made her stand and spread
her legs and performed the required deed under his scrutiny.
"Come on, come on... rub it... Oh yea..... and MOO for me.
You beautiful bitch... MOO for me..." he demanded. He reached
out for her tits, and rubbed her stiff nipples...
Horrified she bellowed, and stroked and bellowed...
Then she came almost blowing her head off at his touch.
"MOOOOOOO. Moooo..." She bellowed and slumped to
the cold tile floor...
He smiled and petted her head, like you pet a puppy when it
does a trick for you and said ,
"Good little whore. Coming like that just for me. Now I
want ya to wash out my smelly cunt, and do not let me catch
you fucking with it till I get back and tell you to."
"I catch ya fucking around with it.... Mr. Whip and I will be real
real man... You don't want that..."
With that order he turned and walked out of the room and the
apartment.
She sat there with her hands in her crotch when he left. She had
never felt so humiliated in her life. Just the thought of it
made her hot but his warning came back to her. She quickly
removed her hands from there... She sat on the toilette and
peeded. She found a bottle of mouth wash and tried to get his
piss taste out of her mouth. She looked about her from her seated
position on her thrown. The bathroom was almost totally
bare. Plastic bottles for all the things and no mirror. She tried
to pull the chain out but it was steel and she was not superman.
She reached down to her crotch and was going to....
But Mr. Whip could....
Her hands left the temptation...
So as their was nothing else to do. She could not leave
so she ran the water, used the depilatory and took a long
hot bubble bath. She carefully washed out her cunt and
ass. She knew he would check. So she did them again...
Suddenly he came into the room frightening her. She made
to cover her charms but his look convinced her to stay and
keep it all there for his perusal. He looked her over, smiled,
and then ordered,
"Ain't that a dick hardening sight. Bitch you are one of the
nicest pussy that ever followed me home. Come on kneel up
here and play pussy mouth for me."
The huge tongue with the one black eye emerged from the gold
teeth. What choice did she have? She knelt up and french kissed
his swollen dick. She said her lines and then deep throated him.
she reflected with him deep in her throat between gulps
of air.
Her efforts were rewarded with a mouth full of thick cum.
He dragged her up by her hair after she had his dick cleaned off
and he rinsed her off with the hose attachment.
"Spread out those lips for me like the bitch you are. Open wide
for Don's hose. Don doesn't want no smelly whore. You didn't
play with this while I was gone did you??"
"No ..... sir" she said softly.
She was delighted. He was taking an interest in her and then she
shrieked when he forced the water hose in her cunt. He held it in
her, while she struggling for a full minute before he let her take
it out.
She felt ... cold... and ...mad ... as the water run out of her cunt,
she hoped he wouldn't stick the hose back up there with the
hot water.
