Alex - 10 Days of Torment Ch. 28

ご覧のとおり、私の奴隷であるヴィーナスは非常によく訓練されています。 しかし、彼女を支配しているのは私だけです。 あなたは彼女を使う許可を求める必要があるでしょう、しかし私が同意するなら、私は彼女が私が言うことは何でもすることを約束します。 わかりますか？[As you can see, my slave Venus is very well trained. But I am the only one who controls her. You will need to ask for permission to use her, but if I agree, I promise she will do whatever I say. Do you understand?]

That man nearest the door appeared to be the spokesman for the group. He was likely the one that had made all the arrangements for his giddy friends. Once again he talked on their behalf.

あなたは私たちの言葉、ブランディを持っています。[You have our word, Brandi.]

あなたは皆私をミスBと呼ばなければなりません。あなたが金星と話すとき、あなたは彼女を不潔な売春婦と呼ぶでしょう。[You all have to call me Miss B. When you talk to Venus, you will call her a filthy whore.]

They all replied almost at once, a few of them giggling with excitement.

はいミスB。[Yes Miss B.]

私の不潔な奴隷は次の5時間あなた方全員とセックスをするでしょう。 彼女はあなたのチンポをイラマチオすることができます。 彼女はあなたのチンポをお尻に乗せることができます。 そして彼女は一度に3本のチンポをファックすることさえできます。 彼女は経験豊富でよく訓練された娼婦です。 しかし、あなたが彼女の膣をファックするならば、あなたはコンドームを使わなければなりません。 それが私のルールです。[My filthy slave will have sex with all of you for the next 5 hours. She can deep throat your cock. She can put your cock in her ass. And she can even fuck three cocks at once. She is an experienced and well-trained whore. But if you fuck her vagina, you have to use a condom. That is my rule.]

There seemed to be agreement to her condom rule. She got no pushback whatsoever. With that out of the way, Brandi wanted to get the show going. She just wasn't sure what they wanted first. But she did know what she wanted... an idea of what Christina would be working with. To that end, she offered a starting point.

服を脱いでほしい。 そしてそれはあなたの靴下も脱ぐことを意味します。 小さな男の子のように、そこに立つのはばかげているように見えます。 男性は男の子ではなく私の奴隷とセックスをします。 注意しないと、今夜私の鞭の刺し傷を感じるのは彼女だけではありません！[I want you to take off your clothes. And that means taking off your socks too. It looks ridiculous to stand there, like a little boy. Men have sex with my slaves, not boys. If you're not careful, she's not the only one to feel the sting of my whip tonight!]

That statement made an impact, but not at all in the way Brandi had intended. The men scrambled out of their underwear and peeled off the hosiery, but the excitement they were showing was more than she anticipated. The leaders eyes had gotten wide, and he nervously asked a question.

その費用はいくらですか？[How much does it cost?]

何？[What?]

私たちをむち打つにはどれくらいの費用がかかりますか。 お尻とコック？[How much does it cost to whip us? Ass and cock?]

真剣ですか？[Are you serious?]

とても。 私たちは喜んで支払います。 娼婦とセックスする前にそれを体験するという考えは、私たちの多くにとって魅力的です。[Very. We are willing to pay. The idea of experiencing it before having sex with a whore is appealing to many of us.]

ああ。 了解した。 あなたは売春婦とセックスしたことで罰せられたいのです。 あなたは皆、ラスベガスで非常にいたずらな男性になるでしょう。 あなたは結婚していますか？[Ah. Understood. You want to be punished for having sex with a prostitute. You will all be very naughty men in Las Vegas. Are you married?]

はいミスB。私たちは皆結婚しています。 そして、私たちは自分たちがやろうとしていることに対して罰せられたいのです。 それはいくらですか？[Yes Miss B. We are all married. And we want to be punished for what we are trying to do. How much does that cost?]

調べる機会をください。[Please give me an opportunity to find out.]

"Jesus fucking Christ," Brandi said as she accessed her account again. She fired off a text thought the site that would account for A La Carte selections once a model made contact with a client. Waiting for a response, Christina was in the dark, and not just because she was wearing the blackout lenses.

"What's going on, Miss B?"

"Well, their interested in using you. Eight hard cocks are pulsing. Unfortunately not the size you've become accustomed to this week, but most most are decent. Certainly a lot bigger than someone we know."

"Are you upset?"

"Huh? Oh, no. I'm texting the service. I guess they feel guilty. They're all married."

"So they want to back out?"

"Hardly. I told them you deep throat, and you'll take three cocks at a time. They just want me to punish them for what they're going to do to you."

"What?"

"Japanese, Venus. Again, it's a stereotype, but from my experience they can be a kinky lot. They want me to whip their asses and cocks before they fuck you."

"You're kidding."

"No. And I just got the text on the fee. Wow, it's going to cost them three grand more."

"Seems steep."

"Economics. Supply and demand. Capitalism at it's finest. Hold on. Let me tell them."

それは3000米ドルかかります。 交渉不可。[It costs US $ 3000. Cannot be negotiated.]

The ring leader talked it over with the other seven men, and they came to a quick agreement. He nodded and entered some information into his phone. Thirty seconds later Brandi got a text that the payment went through. They'd be receiving two grand for their efforts.

"The service takes a third, Venus. We get a grand more each."

"For whipping them."

"Yep. This is going to get interesting."

リクエストは承認されました。 あなたは私が経験豊富なドミナトリックスであることを知る必要があります、そして私はあなたのためにそれを簡単にするつもりはありません。 あなた方一人一人はあなたの妻をだましたことで罰せられます。 あなたは大きな痛みを経験するでしょう、そして私はあなたの体に鞭の跡を残します。 それらの多く。 あなたは今選択の余地がありません。 もう交渉しません。 あなたはこれを求めました。 あなたはあなたの妻に忠誠を尽くさないことを選択しました。 私は彼女のためにあなたをむち打ちます。[The request has been approved. You need to know that I am an experienced Dominatrix, and I'm not going to make it easy for you. Each of you will be punished for deceiving your wife. You will experience great pain, and I will leave a whip mark on your body. Many of them. You have no choice now. I won't negotiate anymore. You asked for this. You have chosen not to be loyal to your wife. I will whip you for her.]

The nervousness in the room was palpable. Even Christina could feel it, and she had no idea what they'd just been told. One of the other men found the courage to speak.

考えを変えるには遅すぎますか？[Is it too late to change your mind?]

なんで話してるの！ あなたは小さなコックを持っています！ こんな小さなチンポとは絶対に話さない！ ノーと言っただけです！ 私は私の不潔な売春婦をむち打つつもりです。 それならあなたは次です！ そして、私はあなたをもっと厳しく罰します！[Why are you talking! You have a little cock! Never talk to such a small cock! I just said no! I'm going to whip my filthy whore. Then you are next! And I will punish you more severely!]

しかし、ミスB、私の妻は [But Miss B, my wife...

She stepped forward quickly. In an instant she kicked him in balls, and he dropped to his knees. He grabbed his crotch and howled, but Brandi was having none of it. Slapping him like she had Christina, she got his attention.

話をやめるように言った！ 私があなたのお尻に付けるマークを見て、あなたの妻は私に感謝したいと思うでしょう！[I told you to stop talking! Seeing the mark I put on your ass, your wife will want to thank me!]

She grabbed him by the hair and pulled her thong to the side, forcing his face against her glistening pussy.

あなたは私をクライマックスにするために3分があります、さもなければあなたは今夜セックスをすることができません！[You have 3 minutes to make me climax, otherwise you can't have sex tonight!]

Fortunately for the unfortunate soul with his balls in his throat, he was very proficient at cunnilingus, and Brandi was turned on beyond measure. It was part of her evil nature. Being cruel to men was very high on her sexual impulse list. Whenever she could physically hurt them, that excitement level rose to dangerous levels. It was like she was getting even with her father for the almost eighteen months of daily sexual abuse she'd had to endure at his hands. Her husband Scott took the brunt of her sadistic tendencies, but she reveled in the role whenever she got to play dominatrix to someone else with a penis. The smaller that organ, the better in her eyes.

She came violently. Then she put her heel in the center of the man's chest and pushed him onto his back, onto the tarp. He was still clutching his balls, and that made her wicked grin widen.

She straddled his face, squatting over in just inches above.

あなたのクソ口を開けてください！ そうでなければ、私はあなたがもはや男でなくなるまであなたの睾丸を蹴り続けます！ それならあなたの妻はあなたとセックスするためにディルドストラップであなたをファックする必要があるでしょう！ [Open your fucking mouth! Otherwise, I will keep kicking your testicles until you are no longer a man! Then your wife will have to fuck you with a dildo strap to have sex with you!]

She grabbed him by the hair and slapped his face. He knew she was serious, and he regretfully opened his mouth. She wasted no time, and began pissing into it. She barked at him to close his throat and hold it. The hot yellow liquid filled it, and then it overflowed. Then she barked at him again.

あなたは価値のないおまんこです！ 私があなたの睾丸を蹴り始める前に私の贈り物を飲み込んでください！ [You are a worthless pussy! Swallow my gift before I start kicking your testicles!]

He hesitated, until he saw the anger in her eyes. Swallowing her urine, he thought he was going to throw up. She stood and kicked him in the nuts again anyway, and he writhed in agony. She turned, looking at the other men, who'd watched on in disbelief and a bit of horror. They had to be wondering if they'd made a mistake.

他の誰かが私に私の考えを変えさせようとすることを考えていますか、それとも私たちは楽しみに移ることができますか？ 私はあなたに不潔な売春婦を連れてきました。 あなたは皆彼女をクソしている可能性があります。 代わりに、あなたは彼女の時間を無駄にしています。[Is someone else thinking of trying to get me to change my mind, or can we move on to the fun? I brought you a filthy whore. You could all be fucking her. Instead, you're wasting her time.]

No one had the nerve to say anything, so she moved back to Christina, who was indeed being wasted.

"I'm sorry, Venus. I had to put one of them in his place. I'm going to have you get on your hands and knees. I'm going to put you into a position, and then I'm going to have some fun with you."

"Yes Miss B."

Christina ended up on her face and chest, her wrists clasped to her ankles. Her knees were spread wide, her ass high in the air. Brandi pulled out a leather flogger with a couple dozen half-inch wide, two-foot long strands. The thick handle was shaped like a thick black cock, doubling as a dildo. It was two and a half inches in diameter and a foot long itself. Brandi sucked it into her mouth, taking it deep into her throat, showing off. Then she made Christina do the same, lifting her up by her hair, her back level with the floor. Going hard and fast, she fucked her throat with the rubber phallus.

The garbling sounds were startling, filling the room with an aura that set the tone for the rest of the night. The slave on the floor was indeed an experienced whore, and she was capable of doing things that seemed impossible.

None of the men there were as endowed as that whip handle. It made them realize that they could be just as rough, and it wouldn't faze her. She'd take it and then some. It was a thrilling prospect. None of them were able to do anything close to that to the women they'd left behind in their native country while they took an important group 'business trip'. The only business they'd attended to up until then was drinking and gambling. This was raising the stakes quite a bit.

Pulling the cock out, drool flowing from Christina's chin to the mattress, Brandi released her hair and let her body drop unceremoniously. Walking around, she stuffed the saliva coated shaft into her pussy and did the same thing.

"Do not fucking cum!" Brandi ordered.

"Ooooohhhh fuuuuuuuccck!" she whined, trying to control the orgasm that was there, hanging on the edge.

The circumstances she was in had her so worked up it wasn't going to take much. Walked naked through the hotel. Blinded by the unique contacts. Her body sold to a group of Asian men via a website that advertised her services, albeit as a nude model. Her veins pumping the heroin she'd had injected into her bloodstream less than a half-hour before, leaving her mind wired and her skin electrified to the touch. She felt on fire, imagining that dragon, riding it to ecstasy. Except she was told not to cum.

She was able to find a way to push back that orgasm, even after being ravaged for over three minutes. Brandi's hand was flying, and she suddenly ripped it out of her pussy and rammed it home all the way in her ass in one fluid motion. Christina let out a scream, her hole burning from being invaded ruthlessly without any chance to become accustomed to the size. It was stretched and then reamed.

Seconds after it had been removed, Brandi had stood. The whooshing sound of the strands cutting through the air preceded that lash against her ass and lower back.

SCHWAAAAP!

"UNFFF!"

SCHWAAAAP!

"AAAAHHH!"

SCHWAAAAP!

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Early Friday Morning, May 23rd -- DAY 8

It was going on 12:30 in the morning. Maggie and Alex were struggling with what to do. The challenge was deciding if they wanted to get up and make the trek to the main residence, going to bed in the master suite, or remain in the soft, comfortable one in the pool house where they were currently. Alex felt that they should head up, worried about not being in the house while the kids were asleep. Maggie was a proponent of staying put. She said that she'd forewarned Tommy when she tucked him in that they might be sleeping at her place overnight, and that if he or Sarah woke up and needed something they could call or text her on her cell phone.

She was lying on top of him, licking around his neck and ear. She'd just ridden him to a glorious orgasm, her pussy still tingling as she caught her breath. Her splayed labia rested above his throbbing cock, the veins in the shaft continuing to pump life into it. He had been worked up most of the day, the tension in his life causing that internal conflict. He hated worrying about Christina, fearful that she was in far over her head. Yet each text or email he received from her phone led him into another dark, sexual playground she was exploring, and it was driving him crazy with lust thinking about the idea that it was really his wife that was doing all of those crazy things. What he had fantasized about for literally months, if not almost a year if he were truthful about his porn habits, was real. She'd become that woman of those erotic dreams.

Maggie was dripping, her cunt slowly spilling out the load of cum Alex had just deposited. The thick white sperm was falling all over his wet cock, making a beautiful mess. She cooed as she felt the sticky fluid oozing out of her, knowing she was going to get to lick up the mess she was deliberately forcing. She'd been playfully working her vaginal walls, the undulating waves pushing the cum back where it came from. She just hoped she could convince Alex to stay there with her so she could continue playing with him.

He was puzzled by what she'd just told him, however. "How would Tommy be able to text you?"

"With his phone," she answered, her finger toying with his nipple as she licked inside his ear, hoping to keep him hard.

"He doesn't have a phone."

"Mmm... yes he does, sweetie."

"What are you talking about? He's ten. He doesn't have a cell phone."

"He's nearly eleven, and what does age have to do with it?"

"Uh... he's too young to have a phone. I'm confused. Are you saying Christina got him one and didn't tell me?"

"No. I did. I got Sarah one too. I just haven't given her hers yet. She fell asleep as soon as I tucked her in. I'll give it to her in the morning."

"No you won't. Why would... she's eight!"

"Again with the age thing. Sweetie, we're living in a different world now. A dangerous world. I don't know if you pay attention, but it's a violent world. Did you know their school had an emergency preparedness drill today to practice for an active shooter?"

"What?"

"Tommy told me when I was taking to them on the way this morning. He was so nonchalant about it, like they'd scheduled a pep rally or something. It's just a thing they do, like it's fucking natural. Sarah said it's the third one they've had this school year."

"You're kidding. Why don't I know that?"

"Maybe Christina does and didn't share... but I doubt it. My guess is that I know because the kids have become comfortable talking to me. We share pretty much everything. Like tonight. Tommy knows we're sleeping together. He doesn't understand what that fully means, because he doesn't care at the moment. He's too busy trying to decide if he's going to try to hold Janey's hand today at lunch or not."

"Whoa. Who's Janey?"

"Janey Kincaid. She's the girl in his class he told me he likes. She likes him back... so they're sitting together at lunch now. I saw her the other day when I picked them up. Sarah pointed her out for me. She's cute. Then again, she's a redhead," she winked.

"What kind of parent am I? I don't know any of this shit!"

"You're a normal one, sweetie. You're the provider. You're the one in charge of the roof over their head and the food in the fridge. Christina is the one in your partnership that should be talking to them, and then talking to you."

"And you're saying she hasn't."

"I'm not saying that at all. I'm saying she's not here right now. I'm also saying that the kids have been so concerned that you two might split up, that they've kept things to themselves because they didn't want to add to your stress."

"They said that?"

"Of course not. They wouldn't know how to verbalize those feelings. I'm saying that's what they did because it's true. We don't have to hear them say it. We need to pay attention to how they're acting and look for signs of their stress. They will naturally internalize it on their own to protect themselves. And that self-preservation was because they feared you might get divorced. Trust me, I know. I lived through my parents breakup. Christina is part of their world, just like you are. My advantage is I wasn't, and now that I am, they've realized they have someone to talk to that not only loves them, but loves their parents as well."

"Still seems hard to believe you feel that way about Christina when you actually haven't met her."

"Yes I have, Alex. I've met her through Tommy and Sarah. She's with them, every day, even while she's doing whatever she's doing. I know she's exploring her wild side, but the woman she is lives inside your kids. That's why you need to stop thinking about how old they are and parent to how mature they are. I've told you before."

"You're right. You're absolutely right."

"I know I'm right. That's why I went out today and got them cell phones. They're added to you plan."

"How the hell did you do that?"

"I have access to it now. I'm the administrator. I'm tracking our wife through hers, or did you forget that."

"Our wife?"

"We're in a polyamorous relationship, Alex. So yes, our wife. And I can promise I'll be consummating that status sexually as soon as she's home."

She felt him cock flinch, and it made her giggle, the lilting laughter making him smile. "I'll admit I forgot you were looking after the cell account."

"I'm looking after everything. I'm thrilled to do it. And no, I didn't ask your permission to get the kids phones."

"Our kids," he noted.

She squealed, and then she teared up. "Yes... I feel like they belong to me to. So I'm not going to apologize for being the one to recognize that the lifestyle we're living is different, and the world they're being raised in is unpredictable. I want them to be able to reach us in an emergency. I've given Tommy the ground rules. I've set up the phone with the proper parental approvals so he can't search just anything. I've set up the tracking. The same for Sarah's. I'll have the same conversation with her I had with him tonight. If you give them responsibility, they'll become more responsible... and they're already incredible as it is."

"What rules?"

"They know... well, Tommy does, that I'll be able to check them. I don't intend to often. They deserve privacy just like anyone else. But, they'll know I can. They're allowed to store ten phone numbers of family and friends each. With you, Chris and me, that's three. Each other is four. So they need to pick the six friends and tell us who they are. And by the way, our kids are behind. Almost all of their friends have phones, and I guarantee they aren't as mature as ours are."