Blair Price of Curiosity

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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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