Tough Love

I finished the ground floor and made my way upstairs to clean the bedrooms and bathrooms.

Lucy's room was a mess, worse than I had ever seen it. She had pulled clothes and things from every cupboard and drawer. The bed looked as if somebody had had a fight in it. I was ordered to gather all the displaced items of clothing and iron them before putting them away. That task alone took me most of the afternoon.

My room - where Barry had slept, was by contrast neat and tidy. If I hadn't known better, I would have thought that this room hadn't been used at all.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon I had at last finished. I collapsed, sitting on the floor in exhaustion, but I immediately stood up again, as sitting only hurt my punished backside. I felt filthy - I was filthy! I needed a shower and asked Lynn's permission to go and clean myself. She consented. I realised with shame, that I had never needed to gain another's permission for anything like that before. But I didn't dare risk being punished for just assuming I could do something without asking first. I slunk away like a timid dog. I ached all over and my bottom and legs were marked with red and painful stripes. I was so miserable, I felt near to tears. As I showered I dreaded what torments the evening might hold for me. Worse was the fact that I knew I would accept whatever indignities they would think of.

Another small piece of myself appeared to have been taken from me......I missed Lucy so much and longed for her to return, "oh Lucy, please come home".

Thirty miles away Lucy stood up from her sun bed on the lawn behind the large and impressive house of her Italian hosts. She stretched, knowing that the three men were staring at her perfect figure. They had each had sex with her at least twice since she had arrived at nine o'clock that morning. Now she felt so tired, "I really must slow down," she thought "maybe go a day or two without sex," Yes - she decided she would spend tomorrow resting, perhaps have a day dedicated to just tormenting John. She smiled to herself as she thought of her husband. She wondered what he was doing at that moment. In her mind she imagined John hard at work, maybe scrubbing floors or something similar. She knew she didn't have to make life so hard for him, but that was the fun part. Would she enjoy life as much when he was a mindless slave? Would it be as much fun with him obeying her without the cunning and subterfuge? Did she really want a slave at all? She really missed John's love making. She had had more sex in the past few months than she would have thought possible, but it was sex - not love. There was no tenderness in her life anymore. She was sure she could enslave him, no problem, but at what price?

She looked around for her bikini top. She knew she would have to make a move soon if she wanted to get home before dark.

She had been invited by Claude to visit him and meet his business partner Tony. They had asked her to spend the day by the pool, She knew what was really required and accepted eagerly. She had dropped Barry off on the way, he had sulked again when she told him he couldn't accompany her. He was becoming too clingy lately. He didn't want her seeing other men. He had even told her he loved her, that he wanted to marry her. She felt a little guilty that she had scoffed at him, but the truth was, she loved John and always would. If she intended to follow through with the plan and keep John in chastity, maybe it was time to think about finding another substitute for his imprisoned cock.

When she had first arrived Lucy had started flirting immediately, and the morning had been entirely taken up with sex and drink, although Lucy only drank cola - knowing she had to drive home. Tony was middle aged and hard looking. His body was also hard with muscle and his face was tanned with a craggy complexion. He seemed to be scowling all the time.

Lucy didn't at first like him, sensing there was a core of violence under the businesslike façade. But like Claude, he acted the perfect gentleman, treating Lucy like royalty. Even so Lucy made a mental note not to cross him.

The three men had stripped Lucy almost as soon as she had stepped through the door, and for the next three hours she was kept naked. She was passed from one groping pair of hands to the next. It seemed nothing was taboo as hands, mouths, toys and anything a sexually charged man's mind could think of was used on Lucy's willing and eager body. She had had more orgasm's than she could count as she wallowed in the role of their sex toy.

Claude, Tony and Mario had taken her in every way and combination they had wanted or could think of, with one exception; she wouldn't let Claude have her ass, he was just too big. She did however agree with him that he could train her, to gradually stretch her ass enough to accommodate him. He even presented her with her first butt plug to start the training. She allowed Claude to insert the bung as she posed on hands and knees on the patio table. Tony found it too irresistible to see her thus and removed the plug so he could take her again.

Lucy promised Claude she would reinsert the butt plug once she reached home. To compensate him she danced naked for him before taking his erection into her mouth. She brought him to an explosive climax by giving him the best blow job she possibly could.

After they had eaten lunch the men relaxed and Lucy was allowed to rest, although she still received the odd caress or grope whenever one of the men was within touching distance.

Now she stretched and ran her hands over her breasts and down to her bikini covered pussy. she teased the men who couldn't tear their eyes from her body. She had them now. She knew they would do anything she desired, she smiled to herself, men were so pathetic. She walked across the patio and kissed each one of them sensuously just to tease them, then entered the house to shower.

She wasn't the least surprised when Tony joined her and devotedly soaped and washed her.

"Where's John?" Lucy asked as she joined Lynn and Amy in the lounge. She sat heavily into her armchair, kicking off her shoes. She needed a drink after her drive home and ordered Amy to fetch her a glass of wine.

"He's in the shower, trying to sooth his ass I wouldn't be surprised," Amy answered handing Lucy a full glass. She then sat down on the sofa and laid her hand on Lynn's thigh.

Lucy looked at them with a raised eyebrow "we've had a very interesting day," Lynn explained and went on to tell Lucy all that had happened with John. When she told Lucy how she had forbidden John to wear any pants Lucy sat up and beamed a big smile, "what a wonderful idea!" she exclaimed and poured herself another glass of wine, "in fact, I think Amy, you should pay a visit to that shop on Monday and buy a selection of small frilly aprons. John will look so cute. Maybe we can even get him to wear a proper maids outfit, " she laughed out loud, the two girls joined in and they all clinked glasses in a toast to their successful day.

I was drying myself after showering when Lucy entered my bedroom. I beamed a big smile when I saw her. I hugged her and we kissed.

"Oh god Luce, I'm so glad you're home. I've really missed you today," I gushed, smothering her face with kisses.

She smiled warmly back at me "I've missed you too John I really have," she sat down on the end of my bed as I stood facing her. She leaned forward and placing a hand on my hip she pulled me around so she could see my red glowing ass.

"That looks like it hurts," she said, stroking her fingers across the welts on my ass and legs. I nodded "yes it does," I told her "Lucy you need to have a word with Lynn," sitting down next to her, I continued "she made me work all day almost naked, and you can see what she did with that bloody riding crop," I complained. But I immediately felt like a child telling tales.

"Hmm... yes I can see," she tapped the end of her finger on her lips as if considering something "but I can't really say too much to her about it John. After all, we both gave her the authority to administer punishment, and If she decides you should be naked it would only undermine her position if I overruled her. No. If Lynn thinks you should be naked I don't think we can really argue with her. It would just lead to bad feelings all round. Come on John, you must admit it makes sense? Besides, you look really hot with your cute little ass all red and wriggling," she licked her lips and playfully grabbed my bottom. I jumped as I was still somewhat sore. As usual Lucy baffled me with her logic and I found myself agreeing without really understanding what she was talking about.

"I don't know. Oh I suppose so, you're probably right. It just seems so unfair sometimes," my objections trailed off. It was obvious this was yet another argument I was destined to lose.

"There, there, we all have to make sacrifices now and then. Look, why don't you finish what you were doing and then come to my room. I could do with a massage, its been a very tiring day," she kissed me again and squeezed my encased penis. She stood and sashayed from the room, leaving me confused and with a painful erection.

Lucy was laying face down, naked, on her bed as I rubbed perfumed oil gently into her back. After the way she had spoken minutes earlier, I hoped she would remove my cock cage so we could make love or even strap on a dildo and use my ass, but when I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear she said she was tired and she really didn't feel like sex and would I be a dear and do something for her. I told her I would do anything she wanted. For some strange reason, she informed me, she fancied having her feet and ass licked. I had no objections to that, so I spent the next half hour first kissing and then licking her feet lovingly before making my way slowly up her legs to bury my tongue in her ass. As I licked, I thought my attentions would arouse her, but after some time worshiping her gorgeous bum I realised to my dismay that she was asleep.

On Sunday, Lucy at least paid some attention to me. Even though it wasn't always pleasant. She lounged almost all day in her long black lacy nightdress, (I'm sure she wore it just to tease me) and thought of endless things for me to do.

After preparing breakfast and cleaning the already spotless house, I spent my time doing Lucy's bidding. She had me running upstairs or to various parts of the house to fetch things that either weren't there, or she later decided she didn't really need. I rearranged bookshelves, only to have her later want me to put them back as they were. There seemed no end to the things Lucy wanted me to do, and all of them were completely pointless. Eventually, Lucy couldn't hide her amusement at my scampering about, so I sat on the floor in front of her and looked as stern as I could "why are you doing this Lucy?" I demanded.

"Oh John, its only a bit of fun," she said "I just wanted to see how far you would go, it was just a game," she shrugged her shoulders then sat up and looked down on me, her red hair fell over her face and she said in a sexy whisper " anyway I think it's made me quite randy, how would you like to make love to me?"

I climbed eagerly onto my knees "oh god Lucy, yes please," I said as I grabbed both of her hands in gratitude.

She looked down at me, a wicked smile appeared on her face.

"Hmmm... you know what? I think I'm going to let you lick my pussy," she had me completely, I was like a rabbit in headlights, I listened to her words, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her moist lips, even when she began stroking herself through her nightdress "and then, when you've brought me to two orgasms, I'm going to whip your ass until its bright red. And then I'm going to fuck your ass, and if you please me, if you really please me, then I'm going to tie you down on the table and ride you until you beg me to stop."

"Oh Christ Lucy, yes. Whatever you want," I was almost busting out of my chastity belt. I felt so excited suddenly, and so grateful that I dropped her hands and began slobbering over her feet and legs trying to show how thankful I was. I kissed my way eagerly up her legs. I ran my hands up the outside of her thighs loving the softness and smoothness, as I reached her hips I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and tugged gently. I was staring at her long legs and breathing hard. Lucy raised her hips slightly and I felt a sense of honour as she permitted me to remove her underwear. She pulled the hem of her nightdress up and parted her legs, inviting me to place my mouth on her vulva to begin.

Lucy enjoyed pushing John. She could see him becoming more and more exasperated. She couldn't stop herself giggling every time she gave him an order, and he would shake his head and start muttering to himself. She was amazed at how long he put up with it, she thought anybody else would have put a stop to her nonsense long before now. She realised then just how subjugated he had become. He was well on his way to becoming a slave. This thought immediately caused her pussy to throb, and although she had promised herself a day without sex, she knew she couldn't resist her feelings. Perhaps she was a nymphomaniac? No, it wasn't that, she just loved sex, and it seemed just about everything she did lately turned her on.

Lucy held Johns head, keeping his mouth firmly locked onto her pussy. Her head was flung back into the chair in pleasure, "0h god, John is so good at this," she thought as her body stiffened. She was approaching her first orgasm and pulled John's face harder against her. She began thrusting her hips up and down and she emitted a strangled scream in response to the intense sensations of her climax.

She lay gasping, as John now gently ran his tongue over Lucy's throbbing clitoris. Then as her body began to settle down she stroked his hair. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she gently but firmly pushed him down until he was laying on his back on the floor. She climbed languidly off the chair and kneeling, she straddled his body.

John lay on the floor looking up into the face of his sexy wife. With her hands on his chest she bit her bottom lip as she rocked her hips, slowly sliding her soaking pussy back and forth over his stomach. She brushed the tangled mass of red hair back from her face, then pulling the shoulder straps of her nightdress down, she allowed the material to fall away from her upper body. Taking Johns wrists she guided his hands to her breasts and showed him how she wanted him to squeeze and maul her tits. Just a short time ago she had hated any pain, now she craved a little abuse inflicted on her body, especially when it was her breasts being mistreated. She inched her way up Johns body until she was poised with her crotch over his face, then licking her lips she lowered herself and sighed as Johns tongue began its work again. Lucy wanted to make this last as long as possible. She ground her crotch on her obedient husband's mouth as he worked feverously trying to bring her the pleasure of another orgasm. Each time she felt a climax approaching, Lucy would lift herself away from his busy mouth, delaying her orgasm for as long as she could.

Lucy was in paradise, she wanted to make this last and last.

My jaw and tongue ached terribly. I had been licking Lucy for so long. It seemed every time she approached a climax, she would stop me by pulling my mouth away from her. I was determined to satisfy her and kept on eating her the way I knew she liked. It went on for so long and I was growing so tired, but after what had seemed to have been at least an hour she ground down my face hard. She grabbed my nipples, pinching and twisting them, causing me to struggle in pain. All at once my mouth was flooded with Lucy's juices as she climaxed. Her thighs clamped the sides of my head forcing me to swallow every drop.

We lay side by side as Lucy recovered. I caressed and kissed her perfect breasts adoringly until she eased me aside and stood up. Without a word she walked from the room and I waited until she returned with a large black lifelike dildo strapped to her hips. I knew what was coming. I was nervous and excited, this dildo was much larger than any she had used before. She surprised me when she knelt beside me and lifted my head with one hand while she held the dildo to my mouth with the other. I looked at her, pleading with my eyes, surely she didn't expect me to suck it? it was just too humiliating. I tried weakly to keep my mouth closed, but she just pressed the thing hard against my lips as she grinned and said "come on slut, you know you'll love it. Show me what a good little cocksucker you are?"

Reluctantly I did as she demanded. As she forced it between my lips I automatically opened my mouth and began sucking the huge plastic cock. With each long, slow thrust she worked it further and further down my throat. I had to concentrate hard to stop myself gagging. The entire time she verbally abused me and called me filthy names like "suck it you filthy whore, get it wet before it splits your ass you cocksucking slut".

It was obvious Lucy loved abusing me while we played her games, but I didn't receive any pleasure from this treatment by her, and I got the impression that I wasn't meant to. I also didn't think Lucy really cared whether I enjoyed it or not.

I was almost choking and saliva ran down my chin. I could feel the black monster pushing at the back of my throat. Lucy held me with her hands gripping my hair, pulling me forcibly to meet her thrusts. I thought I was about to throw up when she finally took mercy on me and withdrew from my mouth.

She was very excited, she had maniacal grin on her face as she pushed me violently onto my front. I was gasping for breath. I could find no strength to resist her. She knelt behind me and grabbed my hips. I bit my lip as she pulled my ass up. My head rested on the back of my hands on the floor, my ass in the air. I felt her grip my buttocks- spreading them, and then the dildo pushed against my ass.

I clenched my fists and screwed my eyes shut, I felt I was being split in two when Lucy forced the dildo all the way into my ass with the first thrust. I pushed my head hard into the carpet fighting the pain, but I couldn't stop myself from crying out in agony. Lucy showed me no mercy and I made no attempt to stop her. She started a rhythmic thrusting into me. I groaned with the pain but as she worked her dildo in and out the discomfort began to ease, it still hurt badly but was becoming more bearable. I yelped as she suddenly slapped the back of my leg. She began spanking me to the rhythm of her dildo fucking me. My ass and thighs were soon on fire and my insides burned in pain, but at no time did I resist anything she wanted to do to me. In my befuddled brain I even, in some perverted way, accepted her right to treat me like this.

I felt her hand reach around my body and grasp my caged cock, adding to my suffering as she squeezed and pulled my erection. I whimpered at this new hurt. But then, despite everything I was going through, I could feel myself approaching a climax. Even with the pain she was causing me - hurting as much as I was, I silently prayed for her not to stop, to please, at last allow me to cum. Then suddenly, with pain all over my body, I climaxed. My penis felt like it was being crushed inside it's steel tube. I was jerking wildly, the pain and humiliation only seemed to add to the glorious sensations I was feeling.

"Yes..yes..please. Oh God yes. Thank you, thank you," I was so genuinely grateful to Lucy that she had permitted me to orgasm.

Lucy finally stopped fucking and slapping me. She lay motionless across my back as I knelt on all fours.

After a minute she raised herself. She pulled my head back with her left hand while her right, which had been gripping my rapidly wilting penis, slid across my mouth, wiping sperm over my lips. I instinctively licked her hand before I realised what she had on her fingers. But I was too exhausted to care, and it was too late to stop her pushing her hand into my mouth. I licked and sucked her fingers clean.