David is a person of very regular habit. He would always tell Margaret when he would be home and if plans ever changed, he would telephone. This was as much to ensure that she was ready to receive him with a fresh meal and the close attention that he demanded as it was for her peace of mind, but it did mean that he was very predictable. So it was an action entirely out of character when on that Thursday morning he realised that he had forgotten to pick up some vital documents when he left for work and returned to the house less than half an hour after he left. He parked the car outside the house and walked up the drive selecting the front door key. With a shock he saw that the living room curtains were closed.
The curtains were automatically opened on a timer and closed with a light sensitive switch and they had been open when he left for work. The only way that they could now be closed was if Margaret, or somebody else, had overridden them. Why would that be? She would not want or need the curtains to be closed for anything she would be doing. It was too early for the children to be taking a nap. What could be going on? Slowing his step and moving very quietly, he eased the front door silently open. As soon as he entered the hall, he heard moaning from the curtained room. A feeling mixing shock and anger struck him. He moved with as much stealth as possible. Holding his breath, David eased open the door to see the room brightly lit and his naked wife on her knees lying over the pouffe with their, also naked, maid vigorously licking her arse.
"Stop."
He barked. Both women froze and Margaret let out out a little squeal. David removed his belt and without a word grabbed the maid by the hair pulling her alongside his wife. With all his strength he thrashed the buttocks of both women for more than five minutes. They writhed and screamed as their arses became livid and welted from the flailing leather. Their legs flew and tears dropped freely to the carpet, but neither woman attempted to escape the onslaught or protect themselves from the instant punishment. Dripping with sweat and his arm tired, David replaced the belt around his trousers. Taking Margaret by the hair he dragged her, rubber legged and sobbing, up the stairs to their bedroom. He tied her face down and spreadeagled onto the bed before taking a large butt plug and pushing it fully into the flaming red arse that had been so well spit moistened before its beating.
Returning to the living room where the maid remained exactly as he had left her, he commanded her to get up and kneel before him.
"Sorry Master."
She quivered.
"I only serve Madam just as I serve you. Please forgive me. Please let me serve you now Master. Please!"
"How often do you do this to her?"
"Every day Madam has her shower Master."
"Did she tell you to do it?"
After I watch Madam do it for you Master and I dry her after shower, I get my face near her bottom and I kiss just a bit. She say yes do that and it start."
"What else do you do?"
"Nothing Master. Just help Madam with shower."
"Does she lick you?"
"No Master. That not right. I serve."
"OK. So your duties just extended."
David took his rock hard prick from his trousers, grabbed her by the hair and thrust himself roughly into her mouth. At first Su tried enthusiastically to suck him, but the aggression of the face fuck was too great for her to handle. She was only a small woman and the prick seemed huge as he forced himself down her throat. She gagged and coughed, then David shot a very large load into her. Su desperately tried to keep it in her mouth and swallow, but she could not help choking and cum dribbled out of her nose and mouth.
"Clean yourself up. You look after the children and get my food ready this evening. The bitch stays where she is. Don't speak to her. Don't even go into her room."
David returned to work and came home at his usual time. He was interested, amused and rather pleased to find Su kneeling naked in the hall to meet him when he walked in the front door. She had her hands clasped behind her back and her eyes cast to the floor.
"Get up. Is my dinner ready?"
"Yes Master."
"Get me a whisky and go and serve the food."
As she scuttled away to the drinks cabinet David looked with some satisfaction at her heavily bruised and welted buttocks. He sat in his favourite armchair and when Su came with the drink, he grabbed her damaged flesh hard and squeezed. She let out a little whimper, but said nothing.
"You understand that I should throw you and her out of my house don't you?"
"Sorry Master. I didn't understand. I just want make Madam happy. I want make you happy too Master. Please don't send me away."
"I wont send you away, but you are going to do a lot more for me in the future. Do you understand?"
"Yes Master. Thank you Master. I do anything. Anything at all. Thank you Master."
"OK. Go and get the food.."
David took his whisky and went to the bedroom. Margaret was as he left her except that her face was now in a tear stained pillow. Her livid arse shone out from her pink body.
Without saying anything he took his cane and gave her three hard strokes on her damaged buttocks. Downstairs Su heard Margaret scream as she put the food on the table and she trembled. Although she hadn't eaten or drunk all day Margaret's bladder had not been emptied either and when the third blow of the cane struck her she let go, soaking the bedding with hot piss. David untied her, removed the butt plug to reveal a gaping arsehole and then told her to clean up herself and the bed. Before leaving to eat his meal, he told her to present herself in the bedroom at 9pm.
David took a leisurely dinner, savouring the food and the anxious ministrations of Su who frequently topped up his glass and scuttled about removing spent crockery and ensuring that David had all he wanted and the food was to his satisfaction. When he was finally finished and he had instructed Su to briefly put on a dressing gown and ensure that the children were asleep, he told her also to go to the bedroom and present herself.
David went to the bathroom and took off his clothing. At precisely nine-o-clock he went into the bedroom where the two women were kneeling naked to receive his judgement on their actions. The stimulation created by satisfaction at his authority and the overwhelming desirability of his errant women mingled in his mind with the erotic images of the petite maid tonguing his beautiful wife. Until this time he had dominated and disciplined the maid, but he had not had her sexually. That had been part of the deal with Margaret. Everything was different now.
He could not have controlled it if he wanted, but he was not interested in doing so anyway, David's prick stood rigidly to attention. He took a leather paddle and slapping it into the palm of his hand he approached the kneeling figures. Both were shaking and had their eyes cast to the floor. Placing his hand under his wife's chin he raised her face. As she looked up at him he took Su's hair and pulled her onto his throbbing dick. She opened her mouth instantly to take him and he thrust hard into her throat.
"A wife."
He said, as Su struggled to take the throat fucking and make it as pleasurable for him as she possibly could.
"Can have her function replaced. And a servant serves her Master. Nobody else."
He pulled Su's drooling mouth off him. He picked up a tube of KY and threw it to Margaret.
"Lube her arse."
He instructed.
Margaret hastened to open the tube and Su obediently went onto her hands and knees to assist. David knelt down behind her and told his wife to guide his prick into the maid's arsehole. He fucked her hard with his full length while she wriggled and squealed, then, holding Margaret tightly by the hair, he withdrew and shoved his soiled dick into her mouth. She sucked and licked frantically hoping to pleasure him although the taste and thought repelled her. After a few seconds he pulled her face away and thrust again into the waiting arse of his maid. He continued to switch between his servant's arse and his wife's mouth until he shot his load down Margaret's throat.
When Margaret had cleaned him fully and he had gone soft, he told both women to face him on their knees with hands clasped behind their backs. Almost idly he slapped their tits with the paddle as he explained that for the next three nights there would be sessions of discipline and service as a consequence of their misbehaviour.
Each evening after dinner both of them were to present themselves in the bedroom at nine. Every night Su would cast two dice. Whatever the score on the dice would be the number of strokes that Margaret would receive in punishment for having misused her maid and betrayed her husband's trust. On the first night her cunt would be punished, on the second her tits and on the third, there would be a return to her beaten arse. For each of these three nights Su would sleep with David and Margaret would have the maid's quarters. From now onward, David would use Su sexually in whatever way he chose.
There was no sign of assent or rebellion on the faces of either woman. Each just winced as she received a further stroke of the leather strap onto her burning tits.
David returned the paddle to its hook. He told Margaret to clear the dinner things and wash up. Su was instructed to fetch him a drink and join him in the bedroom.
David slept well that night. He was sated with drink and the earlier exertions so he did not engage in any vigorous fucking. He enjoyed the unfamiliar feel of the small lithe body next to him. He had her lick his arse for at least twenty minutes and then slipped his prick in her mouth before drifting off to sleep.
Margaret fretted alone in the single bed that felt so small and unwelcoming. She was sore, humiliated and frightened at whether she had lost her husband. She thought too of the cunt whipping that she was going to get tomorrow. How many strokes would it be and what would he use? That was very worrying, but she knew that she could get through the beating. It was maintaining the love of David that really troubled her.
o0-0o
In the morning Margaret was awake very early,but she did not leave the servant room. After he got up, David went to her. He ordered her to her knees beside the bed, put his limp prick in her mouth and emptied the night contents of his bladder into her. Margaret managed to take it all without spill. Before leaving for work he instructed Margaret to remain unclothed and to do everything that she was instructed by Su. He had already told the maid that she would be in charge of the house for the day. The only constraint was that Margaret was to be kept out of sight of the children who would in any case be going to their nursery school.
When David returned that evening he ate his meal and then put down a plate of leftovers on the floor for Margaret. She'd had nothing all day except a belly full of piss and she lapped up the food remnants eagerly.
Having finished eating, David took himself a drink and relaxed in his favourite armchair until he was ready to go and deal with the women who were naked and ready for him in the bedroom. He picked up his dice and went to them,
"Su take the dice and throw them onto the table."
She threw the dice and they fell as five and four.
"Very well then, nine strokes on the cunt for the cunt."
He smiled as he spoke to Margaret. She didn't see love in the smile. Her cunt had been beaten before and she knew that it hurt terribly. She also knew that this time there was a greater feeling in the punishment than there had been previously and nine was a lot of strokes. The smile had a look of cruelty in it and she wondered what David would use to beat her. She did not have to wait.
"For variety I think I will give this thrashing with three different tools."
He took a flexible leather paddle from the rack. It was eighteen inches long, two inches wide and made of thick cowhide. A pattern was cut into the surface which went through into complete holes in places and elsewhere was just indented. The implement was stitched all round the edge with a thick thread. When used on the buttocks it left complex marks that changed as the colours developed. On cunt lips it would not be so likely to show the patterns. It would surely bring misery and tears streaked down Margaret's cheeks.
He picked up the dice and strapped her down to the coffee table that was really a whipping bench. She was on her back. Head hanging down over one end and her cunt level with the other end. Her wrists were loosely cuffed together under the table and her ankles were secured to the legs beneath her arse.
To finish off, he fixed a spreader between her knees. Picking up the paddle again, he pressed it to her face for her to kiss. David removed his clothes stood astride the immobilised body of his wife and brought down the paddle in a long, strong arc. The crack of the leather on the hairless cunt lips was followed immediately by a sharp scream before a trembling voice said
"One Master."
David looked at the brilliant red flesh where his paddle had fallen perfectly. He raised his arm and brought it down again even harder than the first time. She screamed again and only just managed to call out the count for the second stroke. Now the labia were very swollen and beginning to go purple. The third stroke, just as hard again caused spasms to run through Margaret as she sobbed and struggled to say the 'Three Master' that was required.
David replaced the paddle on its rack, but rather than taking another implement he instructed Su to lie down over Margaret with her face to Margaret's burning cunt. He pushed two lube covered fingers into Su's arse and then fucked her anally just above Margaret's tear stained face. After about ten minutes of pumping the pretty little arse to his full depth, David withdrew and pushed his prick into Margaret's mouth. Vile though it was to take his prick straight from the arse of another woman, and her servant, the familiar presence of his prick in her throat gave Margaret a comfort that nobody else could know. She sucked and licked for all she was able, but before he came he withdrew.
Su was instructed to get off and David returned to the rack where he took a riding crop. The next three strokes were delivered with the same force and accuracy as the first three. The crop fell just a little lighter than the paddle, but the pain was exquisite nonetheless. Each cut of the crop bit into the inflamed flesh. The leather flap at the end of the crop stamped a further flush on the livid skin.
These three complete, David returned the crop to its rack and sent Su to collect him a drink and to bring two plugs of root ginger from the fridge. While she was away he stuck his rock hard prick into Margaret's scorching cunt and poked her a few times. He then went to her head and put his arse to her mouth for her to lick while he waited. Usually when Margaret licked his arse, he was fresh from the shower and tasting as clean as any other part of his body. Today he had been at work and now he had exerted himself so the hairy hole was sweaty. She nestled her nose in and pushed her tongue to his sphincter.
When Su returned David pushed a large fig of the root ginger into Margaret's cunt and arse. She gasped at the intrusion and the terrible tenderness. He took two clamps from the tool rack and attached them to her swollen labia. Margaret bit her lip with pain as the clamps dug unto her flesh. The cords attached to the clamps he tied off on the knee cuffs of her spreader bar so that her cunt was gaping wide open showing its soft, pink interior and the yellow end of the ginger stuffed right inside. Next he took down a medium weight cane. With careful aim he caned her hard on the left cunt lip right where the clamp was fixed. The labia was pulled from the jaws of the clamp and it flew free to hang limp beneath her leg. Margaret's scream of pain was so intense that it made Su jump, but still she had enough composure to be able to say.
"Seven Master."
As soon as she was able.
The next stroke of the cane with the skill and accuracy of much practice did the same to the right cunt lip as the previous had done to the left. When the stroke was called he positioned himself across her body again for the final blow. Right hand raised high he brought the cane down to inflict an angled welt from the top of her right labia to the bottom of the left. All three cane strokes had struck exactly as he intended onto the fleshy sensitive parts of his wif'e's cunt without risking damage to the clitoris and avoiding the heavy bruising that comes from a hard caning onto the pubic bone. With tears streaming and through deep sobs, Margaret managed to call the last stroke when her scream finally subsided.
The terrible pain from her beating mixed strangely with the indescribable sensations of the ginger in her insides and she writhed in her bonds. David instructed Su to release her. As he left the room he gave Su permission to lick Margaret's cunt if she so wished, but the ginger was to stay in for thirty minutes when he would return.
When David came back Margaret was still lying on the table. Su had been soothing her punished cunt with her tongue amid muttering apologies for having thrown such a high number although they both knew this was no fault of hers. Still Margaret lacked the strength to get up and any way she had not been told that she could. David simply told Su to kneel before him and fucked her face until he came a huge load in her mouth. He told her to show it to Margaret and him before swallowing it. He then sat Margaret up on the table and emptied his bladder into her mouth for the second time that day. Finally he allowed Su to help Margaret to bed in the same place as the previous night.
-o0o-
On the second night of punishment, Margaret only managed to walk into the bedroom slowly and painfully. She stood with her legs apart until it was time for her to kneel to receive David. Her day had been very similar to the previous one. First thing in the morning her husband had come to her and pissed the whole night's contents of his bladder into her mouth. He left the house in the control of Su and Margaret did little during the day. She was not fed.
Su had slept with David and he used her much as he would have done his wife. He fucked her a little in the cunt or arse, but mostly he required her to lick his arse or take him in her mouth. He always came in her mouth or throat.
Now they waited expectantly as Su threw the dice again. A three and a two. Margaret quietly allowed herself a small sigh of relief. She had taken many beatings on the tits and often there were more than five strokes. She could take it, but what would it be done with? David had her kneel. He secured her wrists firmly behind her and then tied her hair to her cuffs so the her head was tilted back. He took two strong elastic circles from the rack and forced one onto each tit so that they stood out very firmly and they immediately began to darken in colour.
From the rack he selected a heavy leather flogger. It had a handle in the shape of a large dildo and about twenty thin leather bootlaces fixed in it. Each was around two feet long with a small silver tip on each one and a single knot at various distances from the end of the thong. He slipped the dildo handle into her mouth to let her know what she was about to receive and before starting the thrashing he pushed it down her throat and held it there for a few moments. Margaret gasped as the flogger was removed and already there were tears filling the corners of her eyes. David stepped back, raised his arm and brought it down hard on her right tit. The breast leapt wildly at the impact of the flogger and the purple flesh was immediately streaked with welts. The bruised flesh was covered in livid blotches caused by the silver tips and knots.
Margaret managed to call
"One Master."
Through her sobs before David raised his arm again and brought the flogger down very hard on her left tit with the same effect. She screamed before calling out
"Two Master."
In a faltering voice.
David replaced the flogger on its rack and selected a long school type cane. Without any hesitation he stood back, cast his eye to get a clear aim and brought the cane down just above the nipples of both breasts. Tears flew from her face as Margaret squealed and cried out 'three' as her head shook and her tits bounced in their elastic bonds.
David lit a cigar and released Margaret's hair so that she could look forward. He sat down and ordered Su over to suck his prick. After a couple of minutes of cock sucking with Margaret watching her husband enjoying his maid rather than her, he ordered Margaret to get her face down and lick Su's arse. He continued to enjoy his cigar until he finally shot his load into Su's throat and he then secured Margaret's hair to her cuffs for the completion of her beating.
He took a riding crop from the rack. Without hesitation, David raised the crop and brought it down very hard on the centre of her left tit. Margaret screamed. After a few seconds hesitation, she managed to call out
"Four Master."
In a faltering voice. The fifth and final blow fell immediately. Margaret, knowing the ordeal was finished, collapsed and just managed to call her final number amid a torrent of sobs and tears.
David pulled the elastic from Margaret's tits and she screamed again as the blood flow returned. Turning from deep purple to bright red, the breasts swelled from their bruising and the marks became more raised.
The beating was over for today.
Committed once more to her servant's bed, Margaret contemplated her last night before her punishment was completed. She wondered what the score would be with the dice and speculated. What would she be beaten with? Would there be another, and further, act of humiliation?
The next morning followed the routine to which she had become accustomed. She swallowed the bladder full of hot piss almost with gratitude. It confirmed that her husband had not given up on her. He was still using her in the way that he chose and the way which gave him pleasure. Sadly, she knew that he was also taking pleasure from Su and she feared that he may prefer her small young body. David told her nothing of what he had in store.
When evening came, David rang ahead and informed his wife that they were to have guests. She would not be present at dinner and she was to wait naked in the bedroom until she was required. Su was instructed to prepare dinner for the Master and two guests which she would serve entirely naked.
David arrived at his usual time and with him were two senior colleagues from his club. Margaret was already familiar with them because she had serviced them orally on a previous occasion, but now she did not know who to expect as she waited on her knees. The men took their time over dinner. They were relaxed and enjoying themselves. Su served an excellent meal and they touched her frequently as David had invited them to do. There was particular interest in running their fingers over the fading welts on her buttocks before slipping a couple of fingers into her sopping cunt. While they were eating, David explained that Margaret and Su had behaved unacceptably, but his wife bore the real responsibility as mistress of the house and she was now in the last stages of her punishment. The first time the men had met Margaret they had been astonished and delighted to find David offering her exquisite cock sucking skills to them and they were more than ready for a repeat performance. However, he made it quite clear that there was something different on offer tonight. They were to play a role in his wife's punishment and he promised that they would find it pleasurable although Margaret could not expect to enjoy herself.
Once they had their cigar and brandy and the table was cleared away, Su was ordered to the bedroom and David invited his guests to remove their clothing and accompany him.
Once there, David ordered Margaret to her feet and had her stand with legs apart and hands clasped behind her back. He then invited his friends to examine her punished tits and cunt. They were only too happy to run their hands over the bruises, slipping fingers into her damp cunt and running their touch round to the older welts on her arse. Margaret never uttered any sound or showed any reaction to this intrusion.
David instructed Su to throw the dice. A six and a five.
"Eleven."
He called out and Margaret flinched a little. Her nipples hardened beneath the touch of her examiners. It was not because of their attentions, but the anticipation of a further eleven strokes on her recovering bottom. She would surely not be able to sit for a long time.
David sent Su to get beers for himself and his guests and he invited each of the men to select a punishment instrument from the rack. Before they made their choice, David took down a severe nylon cane. Following the guide of his host, William selected a heavy rattan cane and George took a heavy leather paddle patterned with holes. Margaret saw what they had chosen and her apprehension increased.
Each man took a large glass of beer from the tray as David explained that Margaret would adopt a position with her arse high and her forehead on the floor and each of them would apply one stroke in turn until the eleven were completed. If any of the strokes were not called, or the number called was incorrect, that stroke would not be counted.
At a nod of David's head, Margaret adopted the required position and he delivered the first stroke. A loud 'crack' rang out and an angry red welt rose immediately across the centre of her buttocks. Margaret was determined not to scream in front of the guests and she stifled any sound as she drew a sharp intake of breath.
"One Sir."
She called out firmly and clearly. David indicated for George to come forward. The 'thwack' of the paddle was much less sharp than the cane and George may have applied a little less force than David. Even so. The red mark with its pattern of holes and the sharper cane stroke through its centre showed that she had received another painful assault. Another strong breath and she called out.
"Two Sir."
William positioned himself and took aim to hit a little lower, below the first strokes and closer to the tender thigh. Having seen the vigour of his host in punishing his wife and having examined the blows inflicted on her tits and cunt, William determined to give her the full force of his rattan. Margaret bit on her lower lip and panted quickly two or three times before she managed to utter.
"Three Sir."
But she did still manage to stay silent. The new welt was broader than that left by the nylon cane and you could see the variations where the natural material differed along its length unlike the plastic.
David took a new glass of beer and drank deeply before applying his vicious cane again. Margaret sobbed a little, but succeeded in suppressing a scream. This time the mark was on a diagonal, like the bracing strut on a farm gate. With just a slight hesitation she called.
"Four Sir."
George emptied his first glass and accepted another from Su, but then before he went forward to administer the next stroke he said.
"I'm sorry David, you must excuse me for a moment. I really need to pee before I can do another thing."
He made to go to the bathroom, but David placed his hand on his shoulder and said:
"No George. No need to leave us."
He placed the tip of his cane under his wife's chin indicating to her to raise her head. Margaret realised immediately what was intended. She flushed bright red at this further humiliation despite having already been horribly exposed and degraded before these guests. What was now required of her left her without the slightest shred of dignity. However, there was no resisting it and she knelt upright, hands behind her back and mouth open ready to do her duty.
"You see George. Your urinal is here for you and ready to provide first class service without you needing to walk a step. Go on, piss into her and if she should spill any you may have the pleasure of giving her the extra thrashing she has earned."
George didn't move or speak. For a few moments he looked from Margaret to David and then back to Margaret. Without daring to move or say anything Margaret tried to show assent with her eyes and by attempting the merest of smiles with her open mouth.
"Go on man. She's yours." Said David. "Come to think of it I could do with a piss myself."
He edged in front of George, put his prick to Margaret's lips and waited. As his piss did not flow immediately she put her tongue forward and licked the hole in the end of his dick until it came. He gave her three or four mouthfuls before shaking his prick and she sucked off the final drops.
"There you go old chap. Your turn. She is ready and working fine."
George, still a little dazed, moved toward her and pointed his prick to her mouth.
"Get in close there. Don't want a puddle on the floor do we?"
He put it to her lips and as with her husband, Margaret licked his pee hole. A stream of piss began to flow into Margaret's mouth. David told George to hold it when her mouth was full. He looked down at the golden pool that had formed in the red lipsticked lips and gripped his dick, stopping the stream of piss. She closed her mouth and swallowed before opening up again. George resumed until he was looking down at another full mouth. She swallowed while looking up at George as she had been taught to do with David. George continued until he had given her six mouthfuls and his bladder was empty. Margaret said
"Thank you Sir"
And resumed her punishment position.
George raised his paddle and gave her a good, strong stroke that struck an exact paddle width lower than his first.
"Five Sir."
Came the call.
As William came forward he said.
"Sorry everybody, but having seen you two guys and drinking all this beer I am just going to have to make myself more comfortable too."
"Up."
Called David and Margaret positioned herself instantly to provide urinal duties.
"Do you think she can take another load?"
Said William doubtfully.
"Well she is going to."
Replied David. William stood before the open mouth and put his prick to it. For a few moments he couldn't start, but with a little tongue stimulation his strong flow began. Margaret gulped down mouthful after mouthful as an astonishing amount of urine was passed into her. When he was almost complete, she coughed and spluttered with her mouth half full so that he had to stop and a little splashed onto William before she regained control and he was able to finish.
David ordered her back to her punishment position and almost nonchalantly said:
"That will be an additional two strokes of the cane on your belly for the disrespect to your guest."
William flushed a little as he felt responsibility. He thought of saying that it wasn't her fault. Maybe he was pissing too much or too fast, but he said nothing. When he looked at David he simply received a gesture to get on with the punishment.
Raising the cane above his shoulder, William brought down another hard stroke in the same place the paddle had struck. She flinched and made a tiny sound as she bit on her lip before calling out the 'six'.
The men went through their next cycle and by that time Margaret's determination to withstand her torment in silent dignity was being broken. Tears streamed down her face, she was unable to suppress a constrained squeal at each new blow on her damaged buttocks and the pressure on her bladder was causing her to squirm in more discomfort on each new blow.
For the tenth stroke, David positioned himself differently. He stood directly behind his wife, a little back from her widespread feet. Raising the thin nylon cane above his shoulder, he brought it down as hard as any of the previous strokes, but this time it struck vertically. Precisely between her buttocks, the crack of the instrument striking flesh was followed by Margaret's scream of pain as she felt the vicious torment of her anus burning. For a brief moment she sobbed and urine dribbled from her before she struggled to regain control and called out.
"Eleven Sir."
David, with a stern face, said.
"My apologies gentlemen. My wife's indiscipline is uncharacteristic, but it will be corrected. Very well Margaret, stroke number ten which was incorrectly called will be applied again. For the disgraceful fouling of the carpet, our guests will each deliver one stroke of the crop to the underside of your breasts."
Trembling Margaret said:
"Please Sir. I know I must be punished however you decide, but please may I go to the toilet. I cannot hold on any longer."
David did not reply, but he instructed Su to go to the kitchen and bring a large mixing bowl. Margaret remained in her punishment position and he stood behind her again.
"Get the number right this time or we will continue with this stroke until you do."
Again the plastic cane slashed down on her crack and Margaret screamed before calling out a quavering.
"Ten Sir."
"Well George. Over to you for the finale."
Said David rather theatrically. A little hesitantly, George raised the paddle and thwacked it across Margaret's buttocks without quite the force that he had used before. Through sobs that had been continuous since her husband's last statement, Margaret correctly called out the final count and she was ordered to her feet.
David told Su to give Margaret the bowl.
"See how big her belly is."
David said to the two men. And it was true that you could see a distinct difference due to the extent of her swollen bladder.
David instructed her to spread her legs as wide as she could and hold the bowl between her legs from behind. This required Margaret to bend her knees a little and left her in a very odd position.
"Take care not to drop the bowl and you may now pee."
Said David.
Almost as soon as the permission was given, Margaret let go a powerful stream of piss into the bowl and David brought down the cane on her full belly. Margaret winced and her piss stopped as she drew breath, but she held on to the bowl which already contained a lot of golden, steaming piss. After a few seconds she tightened her grip on the bowl and continued to relieve herself. Of course, this was followed by another stinging stroke of the cane. Margaret finished peeing and at almost the same moment it flashed through her mind that she had not called these punishments to her stomach. She had not been ordered to do so, but maybe she should have done.
"Thank you for correcting my failure Master. May I put down my bowl please and may I be of further service?"
David told her to put down the bowl and reminded her that she had not yet paid her full debt. He took down the riding crop from the rack and instructed Margaret to go and lie on her back on the blanket box. The men had their glasses filled by Su and then went over to where she lay with her legs spread as always.
David ran his hand over her bruised sex.
"Just feel this."
He said to his friends.
"She is sopping. My wife has taken a disreputable pleasure in your presence and assistance in her punishment and humiliation."
He grinned and gestured the two men to come and feel her cunt.
David stood astride Margaret's head and lowered his arse to her mouth. She probed her tongue into his arsehole without the need to be told and he took one nipple firmly in each hand after passing the crop to William. He pulled her tits up hard and asked William to give the right one a hard cut. Doing as he was bid, the guest applied the crop firmly to her lower breast. There was no audible reaction from Margaret, but she sucked on her husband's sphincter as the blow struck. William gave the crop to George who repeated the action on the other breast.
"Thank you gentlemen. The task is done. I know that it has been arduous for you and you must be tired. We will now go and relax in the lounge, but before we go you may relieve yourselves in the preferred manner and my wife will wish to thank you by allowing you to discharge the tensions built up over the evening."
Margaret was brought to her knees. William had a very stiff prick and David suggested that it might be best if he gave her a face fucking to get rid of that before taking a piss. William was only too happy to oblige. The other two men watched and sipped at their drinks while William used Margaret just as vigorously as David did himself. It didn't take William too long before he came and Margaret carefully sucked and licked him while he was softening. He said that he couldn't pee immediately so George moved straight in to give a similar throat fucking to the one he had just watched.
Margaret was good at many things, but above all she was an expert at handling a prick in her mouth and swallowing cock. Over the years of her training by David she had come to love having her face fucked by him and now she knew that even with other men this felt like normality and it took her mind away from the awful beatings that she had been given. Before long George shot his load down Margaret's throat. David was not stiff because he was dying for a piss after all the beer he had drunk so he immediately replaced George at Margaret's mouth to wash down the cum with a long, long pee. The other two men followed him to empty their bladders again into the compliant woman.
Margaret and her bowl were sent off to the bathroom and the men retired to the lounge where Su accompanied them.
David and his friends put on their clothing and they discussed the events of the evening over a final drink while the still naked Su topped up snack bowls. There was now a bond between the three men which would never be broken. David rightly understood that as well as friendship, this would bring contacts and support that would benefit his business and prosperity far into the future. He was cementing not only his own and his wife's prosperity, but also providing a comfortable future for his children.
Finally William and George went to their taxi, Su was discharged from her duties to her own room and David retired to bed. When he entered the bedroom he found his wife, still naked, on her knees at his side of the bed. David took her hair in his hand drew her face into his groin to kiss his balls and then raised her to her feet. He kissed her deeply and long on the lips with a passion that she did not often feel.
"You realise that things have now changed very much."
He said.
"Yes Sir."
"You will never again behave sexually with anybody without my knowledge or consent. Beyond that, I have now extended your availability to William and George. You will serve them in any way that they wish at any time of their choosing. Whenever I am away I may suggest that they make use of you and I will provide them with keys so that they can come at any time of their choosing. You will ensure that you are present and in proper condition to receive them."
"Yes Sir."
"Now that you have savoured the services of Su's tongue and paid the price, you may continue to have her service you in this way. However, you must report to me what you have done together on each occasion and I will now also use Su whenever and however I choose.
"Yes Sir."
With these new instructions complete, David threw back the bedding and lifted his wife into bed. In their embraces he felt all of her welts and swellings in loving massage. Fucking all of her holes, he came in her mouth three times before they both drifted off to sleep with his soft prick still in Margaret's warm mouth. She slept soundly that night with a warm glow and as she drifted into sleep she had sweet sensations of Su's soft, warm tongue in her sorely damaged bottom.
The curtains were automatically opened on a timer and closed with a light sensitive switch and they had been open when he left for work. The only way that they could now be closed was if Margaret, or somebody else, had overridden them. Why would that be? She would not want or need the curtains to be closed for anything she would be doing. It was too early for the children to be taking a nap. What could be going on? Slowing his step and moving very quietly, he eased the front door silently open. As soon as he entered the hall, he heard moaning from the curtained room. A feeling mixing shock and anger struck him. He moved with as much stealth as possible. Holding his breath, David eased open the door to see the room brightly lit and his naked wife on her knees lying over the pouffe with their, also naked, maid vigorously licking her arse.
"Stop."
He barked. Both women froze and Margaret let out out a little squeal. David removed his belt and without a word grabbed the maid by the hair pulling her alongside his wife. With all his strength he thrashed the buttocks of both women for more than five minutes. They writhed and screamed as their arses became livid and welted from the flailing leather. Their legs flew and tears dropped freely to the carpet, but neither woman attempted to escape the onslaught or protect themselves from the instant punishment. Dripping with sweat and his arm tired, David replaced the belt around his trousers. Taking Margaret by the hair he dragged her, rubber legged and sobbing, up the stairs to their bedroom. He tied her face down and spreadeagled onto the bed before taking a large butt plug and pushing it fully into the flaming red arse that had been so well spit moistened before its beating.
Returning to the living room where the maid remained exactly as he had left her, he commanded her to get up and kneel before him.
"Sorry Master."
She quivered.
"I only serve Madam just as I serve you. Please forgive me. Please let me serve you now Master. Please!"
"How often do you do this to her?"
"Every day Madam has her shower Master."
"Did she tell you to do it?"
After I watch Madam do it for you Master and I dry her after shower, I get my face near her bottom and I kiss just a bit. She say yes do that and it start."
"What else do you do?"
"Nothing Master. Just help Madam with shower."
"Does she lick you?"
"No Master. That not right. I serve."
"OK. So your duties just extended."
David took his rock hard prick from his trousers, grabbed her by the hair and thrust himself roughly into her mouth. At first Su tried enthusiastically to suck him, but the aggression of the face fuck was too great for her to handle. She was only a small woman and the prick seemed huge as he forced himself down her throat. She gagged and coughed, then David shot a very large load into her. Su desperately tried to keep it in her mouth and swallow, but she could not help choking and cum dribbled out of her nose and mouth.
"Clean yourself up. You look after the children and get my food ready this evening. The bitch stays where she is. Don't speak to her. Don't even go into her room."
David returned to work and came home at his usual time. He was interested, amused and rather pleased to find Su kneeling naked in the hall to meet him when he walked in the front door. She had her hands clasped behind her back and her eyes cast to the floor.
"Get up. Is my dinner ready?"
"Yes Master."
"Get me a whisky and go and serve the food."
As she scuttled away to the drinks cabinet David looked with some satisfaction at her heavily bruised and welted buttocks. He sat in his favourite armchair and when Su came with the drink, he grabbed her damaged flesh hard and squeezed. She let out a little whimper, but said nothing.
"You understand that I should throw you and her out of my house don't you?"
"Sorry Master. I didn't understand. I just want make Madam happy. I want make you happy too Master. Please don't send me away."
"I wont send you away, but you are going to do a lot more for me in the future. Do you understand?"
"Yes Master. Thank you Master. I do anything. Anything at all. Thank you Master."
"OK. Go and get the food.."
David took his whisky and went to the bedroom. Margaret was as he left her except that her face was now in a tear stained pillow. Her livid arse shone out from her pink body.
Without saying anything he took his cane and gave her three hard strokes on her damaged buttocks. Downstairs Su heard Margaret scream as she put the food on the table and she trembled. Although she hadn't eaten or drunk all day Margaret's bladder had not been emptied either and when the third blow of the cane struck her she let go, soaking the bedding with hot piss. David untied her, removed the butt plug to reveal a gaping arsehole and then told her to clean up herself and the bed. Before leaving to eat his meal, he told her to present herself in the bedroom at 9pm.
David took a leisurely dinner, savouring the food and the anxious ministrations of Su who frequently topped up his glass and scuttled about removing spent crockery and ensuring that David had all he wanted and the food was to his satisfaction. When he was finally finished and he had instructed Su to briefly put on a dressing gown and ensure that the children were asleep, he told her also to go to the bedroom and present herself.
David went to the bathroom and took off his clothing. At precisely nine-o-clock he went into the bedroom where the two women were kneeling naked to receive his judgement on their actions. The stimulation created by satisfaction at his authority and the overwhelming desirability of his errant women mingled in his mind with the erotic images of the petite maid tonguing his beautiful wife. Until this time he had dominated and disciplined the maid, but he had not had her sexually. That had been part of the deal with Margaret. Everything was different now.
He could not have controlled it if he wanted, but he was not interested in doing so anyway, David's prick stood rigidly to attention. He took a leather paddle and slapping it into the palm of his hand he approached the kneeling figures. Both were shaking and had their eyes cast to the floor. Placing his hand under his wife's chin he raised her face. As she looked up at him he took Su's hair and pulled her onto his throbbing dick. She opened her mouth instantly to take him and he thrust hard into her throat.
"A wife."
He said, as Su struggled to take the throat fucking and make it as pleasurable for him as she possibly could.
"Can have her function replaced. And a servant serves her Master. Nobody else."
He pulled Su's drooling mouth off him. He picked up a tube of KY and threw it to Margaret.
"Lube her arse."
He instructed.
Margaret hastened to open the tube and Su obediently went onto her hands and knees to assist. David knelt down behind her and told his wife to guide his prick into the maid's arsehole. He fucked her hard with his full length while she wriggled and squealed, then, holding Margaret tightly by the hair, he withdrew and shoved his soiled dick into her mouth. She sucked and licked frantically hoping to pleasure him although the taste and thought repelled her. After a few seconds he pulled her face away and thrust again into the waiting arse of his maid. He continued to switch between his servant's arse and his wife's mouth until he shot his load down Margaret's throat.
When Margaret had cleaned him fully and he had gone soft, he told both women to face him on their knees with hands clasped behind their backs. Almost idly he slapped their tits with the paddle as he explained that for the next three nights there would be sessions of discipline and service as a consequence of their misbehaviour.
Each evening after dinner both of them were to present themselves in the bedroom at nine. Every night Su would cast two dice. Whatever the score on the dice would be the number of strokes that Margaret would receive in punishment for having misused her maid and betrayed her husband's trust. On the first night her cunt would be punished, on the second her tits and on the third, there would be a return to her beaten arse. For each of these three nights Su would sleep with David and Margaret would have the maid's quarters. From now onward, David would use Su sexually in whatever way he chose.
There was no sign of assent or rebellion on the faces of either woman. Each just winced as she received a further stroke of the leather strap onto her burning tits.
David returned the paddle to its hook. He told Margaret to clear the dinner things and wash up. Su was instructed to fetch him a drink and join him in the bedroom.
David slept well that night. He was sated with drink and the earlier exertions so he did not engage in any vigorous fucking. He enjoyed the unfamiliar feel of the small lithe body next to him. He had her lick his arse for at least twenty minutes and then slipped his prick in her mouth before drifting off to sleep.
Margaret fretted alone in the single bed that felt so small and unwelcoming. She was sore, humiliated and frightened at whether she had lost her husband. She thought too of the cunt whipping that she was going to get tomorrow. How many strokes would it be and what would he use? That was very worrying, but she knew that she could get through the beating. It was maintaining the love of David that really troubled her.
o0-0o
In the morning Margaret was awake very early,but she did not leave the servant room. After he got up, David went to her. He ordered her to her knees beside the bed, put his limp prick in her mouth and emptied the night contents of his bladder into her. Margaret managed to take it all without spill. Before leaving for work he instructed Margaret to remain unclothed and to do everything that she was instructed by Su. He had already told the maid that she would be in charge of the house for the day. The only constraint was that Margaret was to be kept out of sight of the children who would in any case be going to their nursery school.
When David returned that evening he ate his meal and then put down a plate of leftovers on the floor for Margaret. She'd had nothing all day except a belly full of piss and she lapped up the food remnants eagerly.
Having finished eating, David took himself a drink and relaxed in his favourite armchair until he was ready to go and deal with the women who were naked and ready for him in the bedroom. He picked up his dice and went to them,
"Su take the dice and throw them onto the table."
She threw the dice and they fell as five and four.
"Very well then, nine strokes on the cunt for the cunt."
He smiled as he spoke to Margaret. She didn't see love in the smile. Her cunt had been beaten before and she knew that it hurt terribly. She also knew that this time there was a greater feeling in the punishment than there had been previously and nine was a lot of strokes. The smile had a look of cruelty in it and she wondered what David would use to beat her. She did not have to wait.
"For variety I think I will give this thrashing with three different tools."
He took a flexible leather paddle from the rack. It was eighteen inches long, two inches wide and made of thick cowhide. A pattern was cut into the surface which went through into complete holes in places and elsewhere was just indented. The implement was stitched all round the edge with a thick thread. When used on the buttocks it left complex marks that changed as the colours developed. On cunt lips it would not be so likely to show the patterns. It would surely bring misery and tears streaked down Margaret's cheeks.
He picked up the dice and strapped her down to the coffee table that was really a whipping bench. She was on her back. Head hanging down over one end and her cunt level with the other end. Her wrists were loosely cuffed together under the table and her ankles were secured to the legs beneath her arse.
To finish off, he fixed a spreader between her knees. Picking up the paddle again, he pressed it to her face for her to kiss. David removed his clothes stood astride the immobilised body of his wife and brought down the paddle in a long, strong arc. The crack of the leather on the hairless cunt lips was followed immediately by a sharp scream before a trembling voice said
"One Master."
David looked at the brilliant red flesh where his paddle had fallen perfectly. He raised his arm and brought it down again even harder than the first time. She screamed again and only just managed to call out the count for the second stroke. Now the labia were very swollen and beginning to go purple. The third stroke, just as hard again caused spasms to run through Margaret as she sobbed and struggled to say the 'Three Master' that was required.
David replaced the paddle on its rack, but rather than taking another implement he instructed Su to lie down over Margaret with her face to Margaret's burning cunt. He pushed two lube covered fingers into Su's arse and then fucked her anally just above Margaret's tear stained face. After about ten minutes of pumping the pretty little arse to his full depth, David withdrew and pushed his prick into Margaret's mouth. Vile though it was to take his prick straight from the arse of another woman, and her servant, the familiar presence of his prick in her throat gave Margaret a comfort that nobody else could know. She sucked and licked for all she was able, but before he came he withdrew.
Su was instructed to get off and David returned to the rack where he took a riding crop. The next three strokes were delivered with the same force and accuracy as the first three. The crop fell just a little lighter than the paddle, but the pain was exquisite nonetheless. Each cut of the crop bit into the inflamed flesh. The leather flap at the end of the crop stamped a further flush on the livid skin.
These three complete, David returned the crop to its rack and sent Su to collect him a drink and to bring two plugs of root ginger from the fridge. While she was away he stuck his rock hard prick into Margaret's scorching cunt and poked her a few times. He then went to her head and put his arse to her mouth for her to lick while he waited. Usually when Margaret licked his arse, he was fresh from the shower and tasting as clean as any other part of his body. Today he had been at work and now he had exerted himself so the hairy hole was sweaty. She nestled her nose in and pushed her tongue to his sphincter.
When Su returned David pushed a large fig of the root ginger into Margaret's cunt and arse. She gasped at the intrusion and the terrible tenderness. He took two clamps from the tool rack and attached them to her swollen labia. Margaret bit her lip with pain as the clamps dug unto her flesh. The cords attached to the clamps he tied off on the knee cuffs of her spreader bar so that her cunt was gaping wide open showing its soft, pink interior and the yellow end of the ginger stuffed right inside. Next he took down a medium weight cane. With careful aim he caned her hard on the left cunt lip right where the clamp was fixed. The labia was pulled from the jaws of the clamp and it flew free to hang limp beneath her leg. Margaret's scream of pain was so intense that it made Su jump, but still she had enough composure to be able to say.
"Seven Master."
As soon as she was able.
The next stroke of the cane with the skill and accuracy of much practice did the same to the right cunt lip as the previous had done to the left. When the stroke was called he positioned himself across her body again for the final blow. Right hand raised high he brought the cane down to inflict an angled welt from the top of her right labia to the bottom of the left. All three cane strokes had struck exactly as he intended onto the fleshy sensitive parts of his wif'e's cunt without risking damage to the clitoris and avoiding the heavy bruising that comes from a hard caning onto the pubic bone. With tears streaming and through deep sobs, Margaret managed to call the last stroke when her scream finally subsided.
The terrible pain from her beating mixed strangely with the indescribable sensations of the ginger in her insides and she writhed in her bonds. David instructed Su to release her. As he left the room he gave Su permission to lick Margaret's cunt if she so wished, but the ginger was to stay in for thirty minutes when he would return.
When David came back Margaret was still lying on the table. Su had been soothing her punished cunt with her tongue amid muttering apologies for having thrown such a high number although they both knew this was no fault of hers. Still Margaret lacked the strength to get up and any way she had not been told that she could. David simply told Su to kneel before him and fucked her face until he came a huge load in her mouth. He told her to show it to Margaret and him before swallowing it. He then sat Margaret up on the table and emptied his bladder into her mouth for the second time that day. Finally he allowed Su to help Margaret to bed in the same place as the previous night.
-o0o-
On the second night of punishment, Margaret only managed to walk into the bedroom slowly and painfully. She stood with her legs apart until it was time for her to kneel to receive David. Her day had been very similar to the previous one. First thing in the morning her husband had come to her and pissed the whole night's contents of his bladder into her mouth. He left the house in the control of Su and Margaret did little during the day. She was not fed.
Su had slept with David and he used her much as he would have done his wife. He fucked her a little in the cunt or arse, but mostly he required her to lick his arse or take him in her mouth. He always came in her mouth or throat.
Now they waited expectantly as Su threw the dice again. A three and a two. Margaret quietly allowed herself a small sigh of relief. She had taken many beatings on the tits and often there were more than five strokes. She could take it, but what would it be done with? David had her kneel. He secured her wrists firmly behind her and then tied her hair to her cuffs so the her head was tilted back. He took two strong elastic circles from the rack and forced one onto each tit so that they stood out very firmly and they immediately began to darken in colour.
From the rack he selected a heavy leather flogger. It had a handle in the shape of a large dildo and about twenty thin leather bootlaces fixed in it. Each was around two feet long with a small silver tip on each one and a single knot at various distances from the end of the thong. He slipped the dildo handle into her mouth to let her know what she was about to receive and before starting the thrashing he pushed it down her throat and held it there for a few moments. Margaret gasped as the flogger was removed and already there were tears filling the corners of her eyes. David stepped back, raised his arm and brought it down hard on her right tit. The breast leapt wildly at the impact of the flogger and the purple flesh was immediately streaked with welts. The bruised flesh was covered in livid blotches caused by the silver tips and knots.
Margaret managed to call
"One Master."
Through her sobs before David raised his arm again and brought the flogger down very hard on her left tit with the same effect. She screamed before calling out
"Two Master."
In a faltering voice.
David replaced the flogger on its rack and selected a long school type cane. Without any hesitation he stood back, cast his eye to get a clear aim and brought the cane down just above the nipples of both breasts. Tears flew from her face as Margaret squealed and cried out 'three' as her head shook and her tits bounced in their elastic bonds.
David lit a cigar and released Margaret's hair so that she could look forward. He sat down and ordered Su over to suck his prick. After a couple of minutes of cock sucking with Margaret watching her husband enjoying his maid rather than her, he ordered Margaret to get her face down and lick Su's arse. He continued to enjoy his cigar until he finally shot his load into Su's throat and he then secured Margaret's hair to her cuffs for the completion of her beating.
He took a riding crop from the rack. Without hesitation, David raised the crop and brought it down very hard on the centre of her left tit. Margaret screamed. After a few seconds hesitation, she managed to call out
"Four Master."
In a faltering voice. The fifth and final blow fell immediately. Margaret, knowing the ordeal was finished, collapsed and just managed to call her final number amid a torrent of sobs and tears.
David pulled the elastic from Margaret's tits and she screamed again as the blood flow returned. Turning from deep purple to bright red, the breasts swelled from their bruising and the marks became more raised.
The beating was over for today.
Committed once more to her servant's bed, Margaret contemplated her last night before her punishment was completed. She wondered what the score would be with the dice and speculated. What would she be beaten with? Would there be another, and further, act of humiliation?
The next morning followed the routine to which she had become accustomed. She swallowed the bladder full of hot piss almost with gratitude. It confirmed that her husband had not given up on her. He was still using her in the way that he chose and the way which gave him pleasure. Sadly, she knew that he was also taking pleasure from Su and she feared that he may prefer her small young body. David told her nothing of what he had in store.
When evening came, David rang ahead and informed his wife that they were to have guests. She would not be present at dinner and she was to wait naked in the bedroom until she was required. Su was instructed to prepare dinner for the Master and two guests which she would serve entirely naked.
David arrived at his usual time and with him were two senior colleagues from his club. Margaret was already familiar with them because she had serviced them orally on a previous occasion, but now she did not know who to expect as she waited on her knees. The men took their time over dinner. They were relaxed and enjoying themselves. Su served an excellent meal and they touched her frequently as David had invited them to do. There was particular interest in running their fingers over the fading welts on her buttocks before slipping a couple of fingers into her sopping cunt. While they were eating, David explained that Margaret and Su had behaved unacceptably, but his wife bore the real responsibility as mistress of the house and she was now in the last stages of her punishment. The first time the men had met Margaret they had been astonished and delighted to find David offering her exquisite cock sucking skills to them and they were more than ready for a repeat performance. However, he made it quite clear that there was something different on offer tonight. They were to play a role in his wife's punishment and he promised that they would find it pleasurable although Margaret could not expect to enjoy herself.
Once they had their cigar and brandy and the table was cleared away, Su was ordered to the bedroom and David invited his guests to remove their clothing and accompany him.
Once there, David ordered Margaret to her feet and had her stand with legs apart and hands clasped behind her back. He then invited his friends to examine her punished tits and cunt. They were only too happy to run their hands over the bruises, slipping fingers into her damp cunt and running their touch round to the older welts on her arse. Margaret never uttered any sound or showed any reaction to this intrusion.
David instructed Su to throw the dice. A six and a five.
"Eleven."
He called out and Margaret flinched a little. Her nipples hardened beneath the touch of her examiners. It was not because of their attentions, but the anticipation of a further eleven strokes on her recovering bottom. She would surely not be able to sit for a long time.
David sent Su to get beers for himself and his guests and he invited each of the men to select a punishment instrument from the rack. Before they made their choice, David took down a severe nylon cane. Following the guide of his host, William selected a heavy rattan cane and George took a heavy leather paddle patterned with holes. Margaret saw what they had chosen and her apprehension increased.
Each man took a large glass of beer from the tray as David explained that Margaret would adopt a position with her arse high and her forehead on the floor and each of them would apply one stroke in turn until the eleven were completed. If any of the strokes were not called, or the number called was incorrect, that stroke would not be counted.
At a nod of David's head, Margaret adopted the required position and he delivered the first stroke. A loud 'crack' rang out and an angry red welt rose immediately across the centre of her buttocks. Margaret was determined not to scream in front of the guests and she stifled any sound as she drew a sharp intake of breath.
"One Sir."
She called out firmly and clearly. David indicated for George to come forward. The 'thwack' of the paddle was much less sharp than the cane and George may have applied a little less force than David. Even so. The red mark with its pattern of holes and the sharper cane stroke through its centre showed that she had received another painful assault. Another strong breath and she called out.
"Two Sir."
William positioned himself and took aim to hit a little lower, below the first strokes and closer to the tender thigh. Having seen the vigour of his host in punishing his wife and having examined the blows inflicted on her tits and cunt, William determined to give her the full force of his rattan. Margaret bit on her lower lip and panted quickly two or three times before she managed to utter.
"Three Sir."
But she did still manage to stay silent. The new welt was broader than that left by the nylon cane and you could see the variations where the natural material differed along its length unlike the plastic.
David took a new glass of beer and drank deeply before applying his vicious cane again. Margaret sobbed a little, but succeeded in suppressing a scream. This time the mark was on a diagonal, like the bracing strut on a farm gate. With just a slight hesitation she called.
"Four Sir."
George emptied his first glass and accepted another from Su, but then before he went forward to administer the next stroke he said.
"I'm sorry David, you must excuse me for a moment. I really need to pee before I can do another thing."
He made to go to the bathroom, but David placed his hand on his shoulder and said:
"No George. No need to leave us."
He placed the tip of his cane under his wife's chin indicating to her to raise her head. Margaret realised immediately what was intended. She flushed bright red at this further humiliation despite having already been horribly exposed and degraded before these guests. What was now required of her left her without the slightest shred of dignity. However, there was no resisting it and she knelt upright, hands behind her back and mouth open ready to do her duty.
"You see George. Your urinal is here for you and ready to provide first class service without you needing to walk a step. Go on, piss into her and if she should spill any you may have the pleasure of giving her the extra thrashing she has earned."
George didn't move or speak. For a few moments he looked from Margaret to David and then back to Margaret. Without daring to move or say anything Margaret tried to show assent with her eyes and by attempting the merest of smiles with her open mouth.
"Go on man. She's yours." Said David. "Come to think of it I could do with a piss myself."
He edged in front of George, put his prick to Margaret's lips and waited. As his piss did not flow immediately she put her tongue forward and licked the hole in the end of his dick until it came. He gave her three or four mouthfuls before shaking his prick and she sucked off the final drops.
"There you go old chap. Your turn. She is ready and working fine."
George, still a little dazed, moved toward her and pointed his prick to her mouth.
"Get in close there. Don't want a puddle on the floor do we?"
He put it to her lips and as with her husband, Margaret licked his pee hole. A stream of piss began to flow into Margaret's mouth. David told George to hold it when her mouth was full. He looked down at the golden pool that had formed in the red lipsticked lips and gripped his dick, stopping the stream of piss. She closed her mouth and swallowed before opening up again. George resumed until he was looking down at another full mouth. She swallowed while looking up at George as she had been taught to do with David. George continued until he had given her six mouthfuls and his bladder was empty. Margaret said
"Thank you Sir"
And resumed her punishment position.
George raised his paddle and gave her a good, strong stroke that struck an exact paddle width lower than his first.
"Five Sir."
Came the call.
As William came forward he said.
"Sorry everybody, but having seen you two guys and drinking all this beer I am just going to have to make myself more comfortable too."
"Up."
Called David and Margaret positioned herself instantly to provide urinal duties.
"Do you think she can take another load?"
Said William doubtfully.
"Well she is going to."
Replied David. William stood before the open mouth and put his prick to it. For a few moments he couldn't start, but with a little tongue stimulation his strong flow began. Margaret gulped down mouthful after mouthful as an astonishing amount of urine was passed into her. When he was almost complete, she coughed and spluttered with her mouth half full so that he had to stop and a little splashed onto William before she regained control and he was able to finish.
David ordered her back to her punishment position and almost nonchalantly said:
"That will be an additional two strokes of the cane on your belly for the disrespect to your guest."
William flushed a little as he felt responsibility. He thought of saying that it wasn't her fault. Maybe he was pissing too much or too fast, but he said nothing. When he looked at David he simply received a gesture to get on with the punishment.
Raising the cane above his shoulder, William brought down another hard stroke in the same place the paddle had struck. She flinched and made a tiny sound as she bit on her lip before calling out the 'six'.
The men went through their next cycle and by that time Margaret's determination to withstand her torment in silent dignity was being broken. Tears streamed down her face, she was unable to suppress a constrained squeal at each new blow on her damaged buttocks and the pressure on her bladder was causing her to squirm in more discomfort on each new blow.
For the tenth stroke, David positioned himself differently. He stood directly behind his wife, a little back from her widespread feet. Raising the thin nylon cane above his shoulder, he brought it down as hard as any of the previous strokes, but this time it struck vertically. Precisely between her buttocks, the crack of the instrument striking flesh was followed by Margaret's scream of pain as she felt the vicious torment of her anus burning. For a brief moment she sobbed and urine dribbled from her before she struggled to regain control and called out.
"Eleven Sir."
David, with a stern face, said.
"My apologies gentlemen. My wife's indiscipline is uncharacteristic, but it will be corrected. Very well Margaret, stroke number ten which was incorrectly called will be applied again. For the disgraceful fouling of the carpet, our guests will each deliver one stroke of the crop to the underside of your breasts."
Trembling Margaret said:
"Please Sir. I know I must be punished however you decide, but please may I go to the toilet. I cannot hold on any longer."
David did not reply, but he instructed Su to go to the kitchen and bring a large mixing bowl. Margaret remained in her punishment position and he stood behind her again.
"Get the number right this time or we will continue with this stroke until you do."
Again the plastic cane slashed down on her crack and Margaret screamed before calling out a quavering.
"Ten Sir."
"Well George. Over to you for the finale."
Said David rather theatrically. A little hesitantly, George raised the paddle and thwacked it across Margaret's buttocks without quite the force that he had used before. Through sobs that had been continuous since her husband's last statement, Margaret correctly called out the final count and she was ordered to her feet.
David told Su to give Margaret the bowl.
"See how big her belly is."
David said to the two men. And it was true that you could see a distinct difference due to the extent of her swollen bladder.
David instructed her to spread her legs as wide as she could and hold the bowl between her legs from behind. This required Margaret to bend her knees a little and left her in a very odd position.
"Take care not to drop the bowl and you may now pee."
Said David.
Almost as soon as the permission was given, Margaret let go a powerful stream of piss into the bowl and David brought down the cane on her full belly. Margaret winced and her piss stopped as she drew breath, but she held on to the bowl which already contained a lot of golden, steaming piss. After a few seconds she tightened her grip on the bowl and continued to relieve herself. Of course, this was followed by another stinging stroke of the cane. Margaret finished peeing and at almost the same moment it flashed through her mind that she had not called these punishments to her stomach. She had not been ordered to do so, but maybe she should have done.
"Thank you for correcting my failure Master. May I put down my bowl please and may I be of further service?"
David told her to put down the bowl and reminded her that she had not yet paid her full debt. He took down the riding crop from the rack and instructed Margaret to go and lie on her back on the blanket box. The men had their glasses filled by Su and then went over to where she lay with her legs spread as always.
David ran his hand over her bruised sex.
"Just feel this."
He said to his friends.
"She is sopping. My wife has taken a disreputable pleasure in your presence and assistance in her punishment and humiliation."
He grinned and gestured the two men to come and feel her cunt.
David stood astride Margaret's head and lowered his arse to her mouth. She probed her tongue into his arsehole without the need to be told and he took one nipple firmly in each hand after passing the crop to William. He pulled her tits up hard and asked William to give the right one a hard cut. Doing as he was bid, the guest applied the crop firmly to her lower breast. There was no audible reaction from Margaret, but she sucked on her husband's sphincter as the blow struck. William gave the crop to George who repeated the action on the other breast.
"Thank you gentlemen. The task is done. I know that it has been arduous for you and you must be tired. We will now go and relax in the lounge, but before we go you may relieve yourselves in the preferred manner and my wife will wish to thank you by allowing you to discharge the tensions built up over the evening."
Margaret was brought to her knees. William had a very stiff prick and David suggested that it might be best if he gave her a face fucking to get rid of that before taking a piss. William was only too happy to oblige. The other two men watched and sipped at their drinks while William used Margaret just as vigorously as David did himself. It didn't take William too long before he came and Margaret carefully sucked and licked him while he was softening. He said that he couldn't pee immediately so George moved straight in to give a similar throat fucking to the one he had just watched.
Margaret was good at many things, but above all she was an expert at handling a prick in her mouth and swallowing cock. Over the years of her training by David she had come to love having her face fucked by him and now she knew that even with other men this felt like normality and it took her mind away from the awful beatings that she had been given. Before long George shot his load down Margaret's throat. David was not stiff because he was dying for a piss after all the beer he had drunk so he immediately replaced George at Margaret's mouth to wash down the cum with a long, long pee. The other two men followed him to empty their bladders again into the compliant woman.
Margaret and her bowl were sent off to the bathroom and the men retired to the lounge where Su accompanied them.
David and his friends put on their clothing and they discussed the events of the evening over a final drink while the still naked Su topped up snack bowls. There was now a bond between the three men which would never be broken. David rightly understood that as well as friendship, this would bring contacts and support that would benefit his business and prosperity far into the future. He was cementing not only his own and his wife's prosperity, but also providing a comfortable future for his children.
Finally William and George went to their taxi, Su was discharged from her duties to her own room and David retired to bed. When he entered the bedroom he found his wife, still naked, on her knees at his side of the bed. David took her hair in his hand drew her face into his groin to kiss his balls and then raised her to her feet. He kissed her deeply and long on the lips with a passion that she did not often feel.
"You realise that things have now changed very much."
He said.
"Yes Sir."
"You will never again behave sexually with anybody without my knowledge or consent. Beyond that, I have now extended your availability to William and George. You will serve them in any way that they wish at any time of their choosing. Whenever I am away I may suggest that they make use of you and I will provide them with keys so that they can come at any time of their choosing. You will ensure that you are present and in proper condition to receive them."
"Yes Sir."
"Now that you have savoured the services of Su's tongue and paid the price, you may continue to have her service you in this way. However, you must report to me what you have done together on each occasion and I will now also use Su whenever and however I choose.
"Yes Sir."
With these new instructions complete, David threw back the bedding and lifted his wife into bed. In their embraces he felt all of her welts and swellings in loving massage. Fucking all of her holes, he came in her mouth three times before they both drifted off to sleep with his soft prick still in Margaret's warm mouth. She slept soundly that night with a warm glow and as she drifted into sleep she had sweet sensations of Su's soft, warm tongue in her sorely damaged bottom.
