The High Price of Curiosity  
by Blair

"I think it would be fun."
"I don't know. I would hate to get caught up in something we might
....regret."
"Beth assured me everything is voluntary. It would definitely be different and
we can just watch."
She smiling her naughty grin as she moved to take her stockings off the night
stand.
"What the hell tell them we'll show up."
Mike and Maureen had dabbled a bit in bondage. They would take turns tying
each other up with Maureen's stockings and pleasuring each other. And it was
definitely a pleasurable experience. The sex they had while role playing was
terrific. They added a blindfold to heighten the sensitivity and awareness of
the "slaves" other senses.
Maureen mentioned it her girlfriends during one of her girls nights out. Mike
was initially upset mainly because he did not want to seem like a pervert. He
was not too surprised that some of the other couples also play around like they
did. He guessed after 5 years of marriage couples have to try something to
spice up the marriage bed.
Beth had mentioned to Maureen her and Dan had joined a bondage club that gets
more involved than playing. A real live submissive, either a man or woman
submits to the others for a night of training, discipline and sex. Maureen was
embarrassed hearing the details but her curiosity was peaked. She thought long
and hard about accepting the invitation from one of best friends but once she
decided she wanted to see what happened at a club like that she went to work on
Mike. Like her, he was hesitant but was convinced fairly easily. 
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They were the last to show up at the bondage party being held at an expansive
house out in the country. Maureen could not decide what to wear but settled on
a black mid thigh skirt and a white blouse that she tied to show off her
midriff. Naturally she wore stockings, just in case they were needed she
jokingly told Mike.
Their were about 15 people at the party not counting the submissive. She had
already assumed her role. Naked she wore a thick leather collar with a leash.
She was on all fours licking a woman's shoes. Her brunette hair was in a
ponytail. On a table was an assortment of whips cuffs gags, dildos and a
leather hood. 
"Well this looks interesting" Mike laughed nervously. Even though Maureen had
more details than him she was still embarrassed to see the submissive and
implements in person. They were introduced around and were eagerly welcomed by
everyone. The naked girl crawled over to be introduced as "slut". It would be
easy to remember as it was tattooed on her shapely behind.
She began licking Maureen's black heels. She watched and laughed nervously as
the woman's tongue cleaned her footwear. Beth and Debbie sternly instructed
her on her duty, Beth emphasized the instructions by striking sluts behind with
a riding crop she was holding.. They smiled at Maureen and engaged in small
talk with her. Maureen definitely got the impression slut was a true
submissive.
People were mingling and drinking. A few were dancing to music. Paul and Dan
came up to Mike and asked if he would run out with them for more wash as he was
the last in the drive. He didn't have a problem and told Maureen he was
leaving to run to the store and would be back in about soon.
When they got back the party was in full swing. Several of the people
including Maureen had donned masks the covered the top part of their face. Mike
took the one Maureen handed him and he put it on. Maureen was involved in a
conversation with tow couples so he went over by Dan who was watching the
action in the center of the room.
Slut was already prepared for her bondage, training and discipline for the
night. She was wearing padded cuffs that were connected to a chain that ran up
to the ceiling. She was stretched taunt as her toes barely touched the floor.
the several read makes on her back and red glow of her behind made it obvious
she had experienced more than a few of the whips and crops. Mike had been
assured the submissive had voluntarily agreed to the nights activities but
could not help notice how she struggled. Dan told him it was all part of the
role playing. After all even a submissive though she may get off on being
slave does not necessarily enjoy all that happens to her body and mind. 
Slut wore one of the hoods that was on the table. It completely covered the
top part of her face and head from the nose up. Her pony tail had been braided
and stuck through an opening. The braid made an attractive leash as it was
almost constant pulled and used to twist her body towards the next lash. Slut
moaned out loud at every touch of leather on her body. She would probably be
screamed Mike thought but the ball that stretched her mouth wide made that
impossible. The ball was buckled tight behind her head forcing her to take as
much as she could into her mouth and then some.
Mike noticed Maureen watching the abuse slut was receiving as she mingled. He
smiled, she could talk to anyone about anything. He was glad she was having a
good time.
He was surprised when Beth and Maureen walked up to slut. Beth was carrying a
bar with cuffs on it. he watched intently. He was surprised Maureen had
decided to participate in disciplining and training slut. He reasoned,
probably correctly, the several drinks she had lowered her inhibitions a bit. 
Maureen reached down, grabbed one of sluts ankles and brought it up to her
waist. Beth buckled one of the cuffs to it. The process was repeated with the
other ankle. Slut was shaking her head no, rather emphatically Mike thought, as
this was going on. "Oh quit complaining you love this" Beth told her. She
gave slut a good slap across her face.
Once the bar was attached to slut's ankles. Maureen lowered it to the floor.
Slut's toes no longer barely touched the floor. The bar kept her legs a good
three feet apart or more. She was suspended only by her wrists. "That's got
to be a killer on her shoulders" Mike commented to Paul. "Yeah this is the
bondage part. It makes her more pliable for the training." 
Slut was rolling her head. Suspended off the floor with her legs spread she
was open for anything anyone decided to do. 
Three women approached with riding crops. Mike thought this woman really must
enjoy being so degraded to let this be done to her. She knew another round of
whipping was coming and weakly shook her head no as her chin fell to her
chest. Rather than concentrate on her behind and back as the others had done
these women gave all their attention to her front. 
The first hit on her breast brought her out of her resigned stupor. She swung
wildly and tried to turn away. One of the woman, Mike, thought her name was
Erica, grabbed the braid and wrapped it around her hand wrenching slut's head
back. Slut was looking straight up. Having her head held securely she could
no longer turn away from the onslaught. Mike thought that the hits to her
breasts must really be painful. He was thinking of how sensitive Maureen's
breasts were and how incredibly aroused she got when he paid attention to them.
he felt himself getting aroused thinking of his wife and watching the woman be
whipped.
Mike and Dan commented that they had been waiting for this for a long time and
walked over to the stove.
No part of slut's front escaped attention. Her stomach, legs and even her puss
was lashed. One even stood directly in front and brought her crop up between
slut's legs causing her to jerk wildly. In trying to escape the crops her hair
was being painfully pulled.
Paul picked up a container and they walked over to join the three women. Dan
motioned for Mike to join them but he shook his head no. Unlike his wife he
was not ready to participate.
By this time slut just hung there. Her struggling had just about ceased. Erica
let go of her hair and said something to her. She nodded in agreement. 
The women moved away and left the two men. Dan put his hands into the
container. At least what they have is not too hot Mike thought. The container
held warm oil. He began with sluts arms and moved to her back. She must like
this as the tension in her body seemed to ease. Dan did her neck and back.
Mike could not help notice sluts nipples were engorged. She tried to move to
get Dan to rub her breasts with the soothing oil, but he ignored her offering. 
Dan took the container from Paul and he did her breasts. Kneading the oil in
as he talked to her. She stiffened a little. He was rubbing the oil on her
nipples pinching and twisting as he went. Slut tried to thrust her hips out a
bit. "The slut's really in heat" Someone loudly commented. Mike chuckled
thinking to himself, in heat, just like an animal.
Paul moved behind and began rubbing her cheeks. She moved her behind out
offering it. Then she yelped and tried to pull away. Paul had his hand around
her waist though. With his other hand he had shoved first one finger than two
into her anus. He was smiling as her said something to her.
Slut hung her head. Mike thought it almost seemed like she was ashamed. When
Paul began to rub her crotch she came back to life. The warm oil on her sore
puss was getting her excited. She bucked her hips as much as she could
suspended off the floor. "Don't go to far" was the comment a couple behind
Mike said. He realized they wanted her all sexed up but not to orgasm. He
remembered fondly how he loved to bring Maureen to the brink and then back off.
After doing that several times she would beg him to let her cum. 
He looked for Maureen but did not see her or Beth. He figured she went out for
air. The room was warm with everybody watching. he got up and moved around to
see if he could find her but was unsuccessful.
Slut was close to orgasm When Paul stopped. A black woman made her remember
why she was there and began whipping her again. She mentally crashed from
intense pleasure to intense pain. Once the feelings of orasming felt her Paul
began again rubbing her clit. She began to shake. The combination of pleasure
and pain was driving her mind crazy.
They finally let slut down. She fell to the floor exhausted but her rest was
short lived. A kick from the black woman got her up on all fours. She
attached a leash to the collar and got her to follow her around the floor.
Finally getting her up on a small table that had been brought in. She body
shined from the combination of sweat and oil. Slut hung her head in
resignation. She knew what was coming.
Her knees and wrist when cuffed to the table, wide. Her breasts hung down and
her privates where very visible to all. Mike was getting very horny where was
Maureen? He had noticed several couples where petting each other. He sensed
an orgy about to start. This he could participate in. Public sex with his
wife was a fantasy of his.
Slut began to moan loudly no scream into her gag and tried unsuccessfully to
escape the black woman. She held alligator clips in her hand and had made it a
point to show them to slut. She twisted sluts nipples to get them hard and
cruelly snapped them on. Tears ran down the leather hood. She took the two
chains hanging from the clips and attached them to the sides of the table with
absolutely no slack. The sluts tits were excruciatingly pulled and stretched
to the sides.
Slut moved ever so slightly; every direction brought her screaming pain.
Another woman came out of the audience and pulled her braid back to raise her
head. The black woman unbuckled the ball gag. Teeth marks were indented in
it from Slut biting into it. The woman removed the leather hood also. Slut's
eyes were red from crying. Her jaw aching unbelievably as she tried to form
the words to beg for release and help.
All she could mutter was no more. The woman picked up another gag. This one
shaped like a ring and forced it to the slut's mouth. The ring made her form
an "O" and made it impossible for her to close her mouth. The straps went
under her chin up the front of her face between her eyes and around to the back
of her head.
Mike wasn't paying much attention as he had joined several people who seemed to
know Slut. He was curious and listened to them talk about her. She was
married and had started slowly with her fetish but accelerated quickly as was
the usual case one of the guys said. Bondage, discipline and training broke
her normal personality. Her husband didn't really know about her tastes. 
Mike thought of her as a .....freak to let people torture her. An attractive
redhead told him she crossed over and was now of a simpleton, a whore....
bondage slut than a happy wife. She said it sarcastically.
When Mike glanced over at the bond whore.....he was thinking how could someone
supposedly happily married turn into such a sexed idiot.
She had one man behind her. It was obvious he was fucking her ass. Another
was standing in front. Thrusting his hips forcefully in and out. He was
fucking her face. The black woman was lashing her back and offering
encouragement Most of it mocking as was numerous other people. He was right
it was turning into a orgy.
He was getting a bit worried he had not seen Maureen for over an hour. One of
the woman laughingly told him to check the bedrooms. He got a chill could his
wife have been seduced by the atmosphere. He left to go to the other end of
the house to find Maureen. He glanced over his shoulder as he walked away and
said to no on in particular "what a slut." Everyone within earshot laughed. 
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Part Two
"Be careful" Maureen told Mike. "You've had a couple of drinks." Mike didn't
hear the last comment he was already moving out the door with Dan and Paul to
go to the store.
"That is what he should tell you" Maureen looked quizzically at Deborah. The
black woman she and Beth were talking to.
"What do you mean?" She had barely finished the question when someone said
"Okay they are gone."
Maureen was grabbed from behind. Two men had each grabbed a arm causing her to
drop her drink. Two more each grabbed a leg.
"What the HELL ARE YOU DOING? she screamed as she struggled to get free. Let
me GO! She was no match for the four men. Several others approached her and
held her in place on a table she had been dumped on. 
"Beth! Help me! What are you doing STOP!" She was being undress. "STOP! STOP
IT! Noooo." Her shoes and hose were the first to come off. The group was
working carefully but quickly.
"Beth Please! no god help me" Maureen's protests quiet for a moment as she
concentrated on trying to break free.
"hat's happening? Are you that stupid." Her skirt was unzipped and lowered
down her hips. They held her thighs so they could get it off. "We are going
to have some fun." 
"Stop! stop don't." her panties were pulled off. Mike's wife was panicked.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded. Getting free was impossible. There
was no shortage of hands to hold and control her.
People were laughing at her. Calling her a whore, a bitch, a slut. "No no"
she kept repeating it.
"We decided you would make a great slut. Breaking you is going to be so much
FUN." Beth emphasized the last comment.
"No.... Mike.... Mike help me." 
"Your Mikey is gone and you are all alone....the best part is he doesn't have
a clue." 
And neither will you someone added in about an hour. Laughter greeted the
comments.
Her blouse was carefully unbuttoned and removed. She struggled for all she was
worth but was no match for the group.
If she was observing she would have seen everyone was mocking her. Watching
her be stripped. Stripped of her clothing but more importantly stripped of her
dignity.
Her bra was the last article of her clothing to come off.
The brunette wife's struggled from trying to get free to trying to cover
herself. She failed, she was pinned tight to the table.
"You are going to be trained bitch!" Beth told her loudly. "Trained and broken
tonight." 
"Why, why? help me Beth. "
"I am helping" she laughed. "It was my idea to take you. i always thought you
a stuck up bitch and now..........you and that pretty body are going to change
all in one night."
"Why, Why helpppp"
Her legs were pulled wide apart. Shaving cream was put on her pubic hair. In
a few swipes she had a bald puss.
In only more than 5 minutes she had gone from a respected woman happily married
to a nude humiliated female.
"Why, why for fun of course. Do you think Mikey will want you after tonight.
Just think if he throws your whore ass out." 
Nooooo her pleadings brought no sympathy or pity. Maureen was a prize. 
She was flopped over on her stomach. Someone yanked her head back and gathered
her shoulder length brunette hair and began braiding it.
"OWWW" she felt a needle pinch her behind. then again and again. She was
realizing just how helpless she was. Physically unable to do anything but beg
she whimpered "stop it hurts."
Everyone was laughing. Laughing at her pleading.
"Noooo Don't oh my god no, no, no"
In front of her eyes Slut the woman who a few minutes ago was licking her shoes
put her panties on. It suddenly hit her. She was trading places with Slut.
Slut the woman who agreed to be whipped tortured trained and
............noooooooo
Her mind was fraying........gang bang.......raped.
If she could see she would see the word SLUT being permanently tattooed on her
behind.
"I'llll call the police let me......... stopppp."
"I don't think so. You are going to be sooooo humiliated , degraded broken.
The film will keep you in line and ............ available for future use." 
Through tear filled eyes Maureen saw Slut had her stockings and skirt on. She
put the bra on. "A perfect fit." She was smiling evilly at Maureen. After
she put her blouse on she pinned her hair like Maureen had worn her's with
Maureen's clip. Someone handed her a mask. 
The mask hid enough of her facial features. "Noooo" She realized Slut looked
just like her. Dressed in her clothes wearing her hair like that. "Noooo" 
"We will just keep Mikey busy and away from you....... till it's too late." 
"Who knows he may even want to fuck slut's ass......wait that would be your
ass." Everyone roared. 
A large red rubber ball was put in front of Maureen's lips. She clenched her
jaws tight. Her efforts were wasted. They yanked her braid viciously back she
opened her mouth to scream but it was cut off. They pushed the ball deep into
her mouth. Not satisfied with how deep it was someone pinched the sides of her
jaws. Maureen reflexively opened her mouth a bit further. They were satisfied
and buckled it tightly behind her head. 
Maureen' begging ceased. The only sounds she made were mumbled moans. Beth
cruelly mimicked her sounds.
A piece of leather was snuggly forced onto her head. Her braid was pulled up
through an opening. Her face from her nose up was hidden behind the hot
leather. With the large ball stuffing and extending her mouth and the hood no
one would know it was her.
They lifted her off the table and stood her on her bare feet. MMmmmm You are
going to be soooo sorry you came tonight. Maureen already knew that. Beth
stated the obvious. What Maureen did not know was everything she was going to
be taken from her.
Maureen was dragged to the center of the large sitting area. Leather cuffs
were buckled to her wrist's. The rope was taken up till she was barely on her
toes. Her firm luscious body stretched and open for all to see. 
The woman wearing her clothes stood in front of her. "Hello my name is Maureen
you must be slut the whore Beth has told me so much about. You really must be
a degenerate to want to be whipped, trained and fucked silly" She hung her
head in defeat. The words Mau... no slut had spoke were hers to Beth when
hearing the details of what goes on at the bondage party.
She put her hand out to shake ..... "Oh my mistake slut your........indisposed"
Laughter rang in her ears but stopped as her mind exploded in pain as the first
lash fell on her back.
Maureen struggled to escape the lashes but only swung my her arms. Her back her
shoulders her wrists her jaws her behind.........all were in excruciating pain
but non more so than her dignity and pride.
She finally stopped struggling and just took the beating. "That's a good girl
just accept what you are" someone spoke in her ear. 
The whipping finally stopped. She raised her head. Mike, Mike he's sitting
right there help me why won't he help. His laughter along with Dan's and
Paul's was burned in to her.
She moaned as Beth and Maureen.........her mind registered the other woman as
Maureen came up to her with a bar. She pleaded and begged to be released. They
smiled as they picked up one of her ankles. Her body ached. Beth said
something all and slapped her hard across the face. All she heard was slut. 
Maureen lowered her one leg and picked up the other. it felt like her shoulders
were coming out of their socket. She felt her legs forced wide apart. What
was Nooooo. Her mind was dominated by pain. dominated by her total
degradation. She swung aimlessly , beaten.....her long legs sooo far apart
her....... " Everyone can see your cunt slut" 
Her mind exploded again. No not ......she screamed and screamed. People Mike
were laughing at her. Her breasts no not stop her mind screamed and no one
heard. The real sad thing is no one cared.
She felt her head lurched back. She stared at the ceiling. Her breasts
burned. Each lash burned the pain deeper into her mind. Numbed her a little
at a time.
Every part of her being jerked physically and mentally as her pussy became the
target of leather. "Your a slut.....Your a Whore.......enjoy it we might stop"
The woman holding her braid kept repeating in her ear. 
The wife was being turned. A way out. Go along enjoy it........ be a slut a
whore.......an end. She tried hard to not struggle to take the punishment.
Suddenly it stopped.
Accept it and they stop. She foolishly thought she understood.
She felt warm oil on her arms. Sooo good then her back. Her moaning changed.
She rolled her head it felt so good. She felt the pain being massaged from
her. Her back OHHHH yes. She felt hands on her behind her tender behind.
"I've wanted to fuck your ass for a long time." She jerked. Nooo her mind
couldn't accept the violation. This is just my finger think of how my
cock...... how everyone's cock will feel. Maureen shook and tried to move away
but was incapable. The probing finally stopped.
Her breasts ohhhhh so good she felt her nipples harden from nooooo not excited
ohhhh. If she could talk everyone would be amused at the babbling incoherent
thoughts of her mind. Her pussy ohhh god yes. The oil felt so wonderful so
warm. Even hanging she moved her hips she was going to nooooooyesssss cum. Her
mind snapped the feelings the wonderful feelings gone with the contact of
leather on her oil covered body. She shook from the sudden change. All the
pleasure she felt was gone and the pain was back.
She was bad she did something wrong. 
The oil so gooood she began moving reaching for the warm fingers she was
NOOOOOO Ahhh her body exploded her tits nooo i'll be good please let me stopp.
She heard laughter...... "slut .....whore" Yes slut I'm a whore whip me let
me cum please.......
She hit the floor finally it's over home i want to go home. She was on all
fours crawling how????? she followed where she was lead. "Up girl up that's a
good girl"
She stopped thinking. She just obeyed. her knees were spread wide and buckled
to the platform. Ohh yess the ball was unbuckled. They struggled to remove it
but finally got it out. Her jaw ached she could barely close her mouth the
pain was so intense. She began crying. "Please let me go I was good i'll be
good i want to go home" The leather hood came off. Thank you please thank
you. Maureen hung her head but it was yanked back up by her braid. Hard
rubber were shoved into her sore mouth. She mumbled barely coherent a thank
you it was not as severe as the ball.
She felt hands on her nipples felt them harden ohhh yeesowwwwww her nipples
were viscously captured by the clips. She needed to jerk to buck to free them
but any movement no matter how slight brought her unbelievable pain. 
She hung her head and looked down her breasts, her round firm breasts were
stretched by her nipples grotesquely out to the side of the platform. She felt
a hand pull her head back up. She was staring a hardened penis. Her eyes
opened wide as it slide between her opened lips into her mouth. She closed her
eyes and bit down. Nothing happened other than hearing the man say "that's it
make that fuck hole tighter." The penis was entering her throat and she could
do nothing about it. Nor could Maureen do anything about the penis she felt at
her anus. She was frozen. She fought to stay perfectly still. The pain in her
nipples drove her to ignore........ ignore the stretching of her anus by the
rock hard......
"That's it slut take them both." Nooooo she cringed as the pain returned to
her back. "Fuck them slut. Use those two holes. Your a whore a pain loving
whore............"
Maureen was crying. Her tears ran down her bulging cheeks. She felt both men
stiffen and empty into her. She swallowed as best she could but sperm ran down
her chin. Two more took their place. Cum covered her face. She couldn't turn
away. She just .......accepted the humiliation. Maureen felt the warm liquid
leaking from her behind. She felt the sperm landing on her back. She was numb
to the pain. She was....accepting being gang....... banged she accepted being
a slut. She just stayed as still as she could crying. Let anyone who wanted
to whip her whip her... let anyone fuck her ass.......let anyone fuck her
mouth. Someone called her a fuck toy.......... a fucking pain slut. The words
the actions burned what was left of any dignity she had left.
When everyone who wanted her had her; some more than once Beth approached her.
Not that she could see anything. Sperm had flown into both her blue eyes some
time ago burning and blurring her vision. Beth turned her nose up. Maureen,
Slut had been beautiful now she was.......disgusting .........was the best way
to describe "it".
Her face was hidden behind a thick covering of male seed. Her brunette hair
matted with sperm hung stiffly framing her face. Her braid long since taken
out. The hair used as a ...dick rag. Her mouth held obscenely open by the
ring gag drooled white cum into a puddle on the table. Her behind looked no
better. Her rectum, her virgin rectum was stretched open. The onslaught of
her behind by how many men?..... had her leaking their sperm down her inner
thighs.
Her stomach was full. Her pride gone. Stuck up bitch.....she was far from it.
Pleasure was something she had not even had an inkling of. Her pussy had not
been touched. Pleasure was something that was a tool of theirs to torture her
feelings and her mind. Pleasure was something they would hold over her; use
to control her with for a long time to come. Entice her, humiliate her, make
her grovel. It was going to be a long time before she experienced an orgasm. 
Aftermath
Mike did not take the switching of his wife of 6 years with Slut easy. Maureen,
slut to everyone else, did her best to convince him she wanted the "experience"
That it was all her idea to switch. That she begged Beth to let her do it. 
That she wanted to be whipped and put onto bondage. That she wanted to be
trained to be a fuck toy. To use those words to describe herself .........She
fought back tears pleading with him to accept it. 
She paid the price for her curiosity and would continued to do so. Beth had
told her the only men that did not fuck her were the ones HIV positive. They
were there for Mikey. If she didn't convince him it was her idea and she loved
every moment then he would experience all she did and more. She loved Mike.
She had to protect him.
In a raspy throat fucked voice she begged and begged till his anger subsided.
She offered to do him right there to prove it. She offered to let him whip
her. He had tears in his eyes. How could he not know his wife was a whore. He
could not even look at her she was so disgusting.......her face and hair
covered in cum her body bruised, cum dripping off her chin. Disgusting in
every way.
The next day Maureen could still barely move. She was stiff and in pain but
she went to the girls night anyway. She had to. She had to save Mike. He
protested and told her not to go. She wished she could tell him why but
couldn't they were being watched. Or so she believed what she was told. 
When she came home she wouldn't talk about it. It was to degrading for her to
discuss her forced lesbianism. He pleaded and begged her to act "normal". She
cried and yelled to leave her alone. 
She supported a souvenir from her first night with the women. Her nipples so
tender and raw had been pierced. Hanging from the buds were not small demure
gold rings but thick rings an inch in diameter. If he heard her scream when
they were installed he would now the truth. But he didn't. He was home. Home
safe.
She quit her job on Monday. She could never go to work again. Beth knew where
she worked. The film and pictures of her degraded her right out of employment.
Mike was furious. Was that all she was going to do lay around and fuck. She
wanted to tell him so badly what was really going on. But couldn't. The house
was bugged or so she believed them.
Beth and Janet came over the next weekend. Maureen had left for a party,
alone. They comforted him. Told him it was just a phase. Give Maureen a
little time and space. Beth left him alone with Janet. They talked. She was
the woman Maureen wanted to switch with. the She looked alot like his wife and
found it easy to talk to her and open up. Maureen was unapproachable. 
Janet started spending more and more time at their house. Maureen meekly
accepted her presence. She would always be nude when she was around. Not that
she wore much of any clothing anymore. The rings made it painful to wear a bra
and she lived in only T-shirts and panties. When Mike complained about her
parading around naked she responded because she wanted Janet to see her
wonderful body to try to seduce her. Mike took to calling her a whore. She
was loose around everyone but him. She showed him absolutely no affection. 
Maureen fought back tears when Janet brought her a present. It was a maids
dress. The black and white outfit was two sizes two small and barely fit her.
The plunging neckline and under wire cups barely contained her breasts pushing
them up. The hem, had been shortened to only cover her if she was standing
straight; bending would display her privates.
She apologized for the small size. She told Maureen she did not think she was
so fat. Maureen was far from fat but knew how the comment would hurt. She
told Maureen in front of Mike that it bothered her when Maureen was walking
around nude and wished she had more self esteem and modesty. That is the
reason why she bought it. The maid outfit was appropriate she added because
that is all Maureen ever did when she was home clean, cook and wait on her and
Mike. She was more a maid then a wife. She was crushed when Mike agreed with
Janet.
Maureen would disappear for days at a time. Mike was finding it harder and
harder to live with her. She came home one day with her brunette hair dyed
blonde with strawberry highlights. She had her clit pierced along with her
labia. Her ears sporting 6 gold hoop earrings in each ear. The rings started
small and got progressively larger. The bottom one was 4 inches in diameter.
She not only acted the slut now she looked like one, a slutty bimbo. She
refused to talk to him. Mike was glad Janet was there.
A few weeks later Maureen came home with a nose ring hanging from her septum.
She started crying and screamed at him to leave her alone that he didn't
understand what she was doing that......... "Your a slut". He finished her
sentence for him. She stormed out of the house.
She had no where to go so she called Beth. Beth came and picked her up. Beth
smiled in satisfaction when she saw Maureen standing on the corner crying. She
looked like a $2.00 whore with her pink lycra mini dress that hugged her body,
pink stiletto heels, strawberry blonde hair and rings. Breaking and molding
the beautiful, intelligent wife was a challenge and a lot of fun. Everyone
loved her tears it showed the she was still fighting the degradation she was
enduring.
Beth drove her to a house out in the country she had never been to before. She
clipped a chain to her nose ring and lead her into a room off the study. In
the center was a cage the size for a large dog. Beth told her to "STAY" Maureen
started crying Beth only talked to her like a dog. Maureen went to a cabinet
and brought back a pair of scissors and cut the pink dress off. Maureen just
stood there crying and did not resist.
"This is your new home Slut. Mike told Janet he is filing for divorce and does
not want your.......how did he put it"..... laughing Beth said "stupid whoring
ass around anymore"
Maureen started shaking her head and saying "no, no, no I did everything you
wanted everything they wanted please"...... Maureen's pleadings got her a hard
slap across the face. "Do I have to gag you AGAIN" Beth told her. Maureen
hated being gagged she learned her training well and shut her mouth and lowered
her head and looked meekly at the floor.
Beth pushed her to the cage and told her to get in. She barely fit there was
not enough room to turn around. The leash on her nose ring was clipped tightly
against the cage she rested her face against the metal and cried. Her wrists
were handcuffed to the sides. She could only kneel her breasts hanging. She
felt Beth behind her reaching in, playing with her. She sobbed and shook
uncontrollably. "Please please let me cum please i have too." 
"Slut you know our agreement. You get to cum only when you are officially
divorced and Janet is married to Mike. Only then will we let you cum. Cum all
you want. Cum like the whore you are. Cum like a dog." Beth stopped and walked
away thinking it would be fun to not even let her cum then. Keep the woman
deprived. She wondered if it would be possible to go insane being so cruelly
teased and deprived.
Beth took one more glance at the broken female on her knees humping air and
closed the door leaving the sobbing wife to contemplate her frustration and
fate alone.
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