The Awakening of Crystal Ch. 07

"It's Charles," screamed in her head. More doubt and confusion filled her as she heard his words. She couldn't respond nor see him but did she really hear what he said? His voice was muffled and seemed to be coming from a tunnel. She was still trying to make sense of all this but it was impossible. With the spiked gloves wreaking havoc on her body and the ball vibrator torturing her pussy she was completely at their mercy. Each touch, each rub, sent pain shooting through her body and the vibrations from the vibrator distracted her thoughts.

Charles sensed her anguish, watching her head bounce around as he rubbed the ball vibrator up and down the soaked G-string material. He saw Sylvia kneel behind Crystal rubbing the back of her thighs with the spiked gloves while he pressed the vibrator harder against her covered furrow,. Leaning forward, he took a rigid nipple between his teeth and bit down, pulling it until he heard her anguished cry.

Removing the ball vibrator from her wet channel, he reached out with his other hand, touching the damp G-string. Rubbing the wet material against her furrow, he delighted in her moans as her body jerked back against Sylvia. "Looks like my slutty wife likes it rough."

Pushing the material between the soft pussy lips, he found her clit and started to rub it. When her hips jerked against his hand, he pulled back and with one violent tug, ripped the thin G-string off her hips. "Now let's see how the bitch dances on this," he crowed pushing the buzzing ball against her naked sex.

Crystal's mind was an absolute mess. She thought she would face her husband tonight and here he was pushing one of her vibrators against her pussy. And what about her friend, Sylvia. How did she fit into this mess? Did she coax Charles into this kinky sex or was she coaxed into it by Charles? She didn't know what to believe. Anger at her friend and husband welled up inside her but the pain of the spiked gloves and the pleasurable sensations of her vibrator dulled her senses. She wished she could see and talk to them but it didn't matter who was controlling her. She was beginning to feel the onset of an orgasm.

Sylvia rubbed Crystal's ass cheeks a few more times before she leaned forward, kissing the hot reddened skin. God, she had waited a long time for this day. Running the spiked gloves up and down her back, she grabbed her hips, shoving her tongue into the valley until she was flicking at her anal opening.

Pulling back a little, she smiled at the reddened ass cheeks and then kissed each cheek while her tongue slithered over the hot skin. She had dreamed of the moment she would have Crystal and while she always daydreamed about having the redhead to herself, the inclusion of Charles made it all the more fun. Slicing her tongue back between the heated cheeks, she teased the tight anal opening while Crystal's hips began to undulate on her vibrator.

The vibrations on her clit were becoming more insistent, more demanding. But something else was stimulating her even more. The sound of her husband's voice in her ear. It was exciting her like never before. "You are my bitch ...... my slave ...... my submissive from now on. Do you understand?" She nodded, moaning into the ball gag, feeling her pussy begin to quiver. Never in a million years would she have guessed he would be this dominant and acting this way. Erotic sensations flooded her senses as her body and mind maneuvered ever closer to an orgasm.

Charles smiled when his wife nodded and then pulled the vibrator away to the sound of a heavy groan. He would have loved to take his wife over the edge but Sylvia signaled for him to slow down. He watched his wife's body jerking like a fish strung up for display and then saw Sylvia stand behind Crystal. It was time and he readied himself for the reveal. Facing Crystal, he wondered what her response would be when she saw him and Sylvia.

Sylvia stood behind Crystal and reached for the knot on the backside of the blindfold. When the fabric loosened, she quickly pulled it away, exposing Crystal's view to Charles. Moving quickly to stand next to Charles in front of her, she saw her eyes wide open like saucers, her eyelids blinking rapidly trying to adjust to the light.

Crystal gurgled into the ball gag when she saw her sandy-haired friend standing alongside her husband. They were both dressed in leather and she gulped a few times taking in their appearance. The silver leather bustier outfit Sylvia wore showed off all her desirable charms. Glancing at her husband, she let out a guttural groan. She'd never seen him look like this.

The tight black leather pants definitely showed off his package. She gurgled something unintelligent as she scanned the black satin shirt with the top three buttons undone and a gold chain around his neck. Dialing in on his exposed muscular chest, she thought of how she had never seen him wear anything so risqué and sexy. It was business suits during the week and sports clothing on the weekend. What the hell got into him? Her eyes glanced up to his face and she saw a wry smile but also a certain amount of uneasiness. Looking at Sylvia's wicked smile leering at her, there was no doubt she was the mastermind.

"So now you know we are your real master and mistress." Sylvia smirked picking up a flogger with short leather straps and handing it to Charles. "Time for you to show your submissive wife just what you learned in the last few months."

Crystal's eyelids narrowed. What the fuck are they talking about? Eyeing the swinging straps, she heard Sylvia tell him not to be timid and to think of her as one of his submissive women. One of his submissive women!! What the hell is happening? How many women has he been with? Anger and confusion reigned in her head and then the short leather strap hit her breast and she let out a loud muffled cry.

Charles glanced at Sylvia after the first hit as if looking for authentication. His palms felt sweaty and he could feel perspiration beading on his forehead. He was about to embark on a domination mission. Something he never thought possible until he found the videos on her computer. Now with the help of Sylvia he was going to change their lives. When he struck her other breast, he heard Sylvia's soothing and demanding voice calling out to him.

"That's it Charles. Don't take it easy on her. She may be your wife but she just a fucking whoring bitch today. You're the one in control. She's not the fragile china doll you thought she is. Our little bitch here loves pain. Don't you bitch?"

She couldn't answer, only make gurgling sounds around the ball gag but her eyes told it all. She loved pain and she felt a shiver of excitement consume her. Glancing from Sylvia to Charles, she twisted her body as another blow landed on her breast sending a streak of pain through her. Crystal could only watch her husband show off for his teacher, groaning with each slap of the leather tenacles on her skin. When he began to strike her stomach and then hit lower, she knew exactly where he was headed. Nick had done something similar and she knew it would be painful.

Charles dropped the short strap flogger and picked up one with long tenacles. "Open those legs slut," he called out as he twirled the multiple straps closer and closer to her mound. "Open them wider than that bitch," he smirked seeing her try to obey his command. When he finally made contact with her exposed pussy lips, he heard her try to call out to him around the ball gag. He didn't pay attention to her, listening only to Sylvia calling out more encouragement.

"Hit her cunt harder, she loves the feel of pain in her pussy."

Moving behind Crystal, her arms encircled her, grabbing a breast in each hand. Rolling the rigid nipples between her thumb and forefinger, she began a litany of dirty talk in Crystal's ear.

"Poor Charles was beside himself when he found out about your dirty secret. I happened to see him in the club and after he spilled his guts out, I came up with our nasty little plan." Tweaking each nipple, she heard the sharp intake of Crystal's breath. "It wasn't hard convincing him once he found out I wanted you too. God, so many times I saw you in the dressing room and wanted to attack and devour your delicious body." Her own words incited a fire in her pussy. "I could tell when you looked at me changing clothes, you wanted to touch me. Now that we all know what the game is, we don't have to just look anymore, do we?"

"Mmmmffffff nooooooo," came her muffled response. The words spoken in her ear were loud and clear. No longer would she watch a porn video and wonder what it would be like to touch Sylvia. There was no doubt this was not going to be a one and done playtime.

The excruciating pain in her nipples and pussy was almost more than she could handle. Eyeing her husband twirling the leather tenacles, she tried to anticipate the next strike. But it didn't matter if she did anticipate the next blow. The leather strips struck her hot skin sending streaks of pain scorching through her.

Sylvia chuckled at the redhead's predicament. "That's right sweet slut. We are going to have so much fun together. And guess what cunt?" She hesitated a moment and then whispered, "I really enjoyed teaching your hubby and one of the best parts was fucking him. She felt Crystal's body stiffen when she mentioned fucking and then she twisted Crystal's nipples hard causing the redhead to throw back her head and howl with discomfort. "If you think that's fun, I have just the thing for you bitch," she added releasing her sore nipples.

Charles watched the interaction between his wife and Sylvia as he continued to rain blows on her body. When Sylvia released her nipples, Charles smiled and began to register blows on her breasts. He made sure to watch her eyes close and open between each blow, enjoying her suffering moans. "Did you hear mistress tell you she fucked me? To tell you the truth, I fucked other submissive whores like you. Does that make you pissed?" He saw her eyes open wide and ignored her sputtering garbled words as he hit her breasts once more and then stopped when Sylvia returned, holding two nipple clamps.

Sylvia laughed and rubbed her fingers over one cheek, telling her in a soothing condescending tone, "She shouldn't be to pissed since she fucked Nick and his friends along with Skye and Lizzy."

Crystal remembered the last two days of whirlwind sex. She had no choice but to be used by the sex monsters. But she couldn't deny that the sex was fantastic. She tried to mutter a reply but it only came out garbled causing more spit to dribble down her chin.

Holding up the nipple clamps for Crystal to see, she dangled them close to her breasts. "I'll bet the bitch will love these," she cooed looking directly into Crystal's eyes.

Crystal had seen them used in porn videos and wondered what they would feel like. One time she tried to use a wooden clothes pin on herself but found it too discomforting. Her eyes locked on the pair of metal clamps. She would now feel the full measure of pain. "MMmmmmmffffffff ...... ppppllllll ...... nooooo," she managed to say as the duo began to tease each nipple.

Sylvia and Charles plastered kisses on each nipple until they were erect. Sucking as much of the pliant flesh into their mouths, they sucked and enjoyed teasing each nipple with their tongues and teeth. Releasing the hard nubs at the same time, they smiled at their achievement, flicking their finger on them and listening to her tortured moans. Rubbing each pebble between their fingers, they proceeded to nibble and enjoy themselves a few more times.

Crystal felt their lips and mouths sucking her generous breasts into their mouths, moaning her pleasure into the ball gag. She looked into their needy eyes staring up at her, watching them enjoy their task. She knew what was coming and when they each withdrew, she let out a grimace when they pinched and extended the hard nipple for the clamp.

Glancing at Sylvia, she saw her evil grin staring up at her as she placed the nipple clamp on the tender nipple. When the clamp squeezed the nipple, she couldn't help but let out an anguished cry of pain. Panting hard, she warbled trying to register her protest as Charles placed a similar silver clamp on her other nipple. Painful sensations shot into her breasts and she tried her best to accept the pain. Her eyes focused on Charles as he picked up a long chain and loop it around her neck, grimacing when he connected each end to a clamp. The tautness of the chain caused some discomfort when her breasts moved and she knew immediately they were not done dishing out pain.

The duo stood back admiring their handiwork, viewing the anguish etched on Crystal's face. Charles knew from past experiences with Sylvia that she wanted him to take charge. How else could he truly cultivate his dominance over his wife.

"You've been a bad girl Crystal," he said, hitting her breast and making it jiggle. The pain that registered on her face gave him a moment of regret but he remembered Sylvia's instructions, to forget the feeling of empathy the first time with his wife. Shaking off the fear and indecisiveness, he grabbed her throat and in a menacing tone growled, "Bad girls need to be punished; don't you agree cunt?"

Crystal gulped when he grabbed her throat, feeling his fingers tighten while he stared into her eyes. She heard his words but she was still not convinced he was truly a dominant. He never treated her this way in the past. He was always kind and considerate, giving her what she wanted. How did he change from a Dr. Jekyll into a Mr. Hyde? Looking beyond him, she saw Sylvia grinning. Trying to swallow with his hand clenching her throat, she tried to answer him. "Y.... yessssss," she managed around the ball gag and feeling drool sliding down her chin.

Releasing her throat, he slowly walked behind her and then reached around her to cup her breasts. He looked down at the nipple clamps adorning her breasts. Lifting them, he cooed in a sweet soft voice into her ear, "Honey, I watched you and Nick along with his friends having so much fun. You should have told me you like this kind of play." Slipping his hands from under her breasts, they fell free causing the nipple clamps and chain to pull on her nipples.

The pain in her nipples was instant and intense. Her eyelids slammed shut and she saw stars as the pain seemed to get more intense. "Mmmmmmm ....... Ohhhhhh ......... fuccccckkkkk," she screamed from around the ball gag.

"Ohhhhh does that hurt honey," he chided.

Shaking her head, Crystal tried to talk. "Ohhhh ...... fffffffffuccck ......"

Sylvia scoffed at the redhead, picking up a flogger and began to hit her stomach as Charles lifted her breasts once more and then released, letting gravity take over. When she howled with pain, Sylvia hit her pussy and laughed. "I think our cunt bitch loves the pain."

Charles smiled, lifting the heavy breasts again, holding them up as Sylvia continued to hit her with the long leather tenacles. "Is that right honey bun? Do you love the pain?" And then he let her breasts drop again, hearing the agonizing tone of his wife's discomfort.

She mumbled behind the ball gag as more drool dribbled down her chin. "Pleassssse .... It fucking hurts ......." Her body, numb to the pain, jerked with each strike of the leather straps. And when Charles let her heavy breasts drop again, pain screamed through every nerve ending. How long were they going to continue this torture?

She panted hard, saliva dripping freely from around the ball gag as she eyed her assailants. With each strike or drop of her breasts, her eyes closed tightly, seeing streaks of light as searing pain flowed through her brain. Then opening her eyes, she watched Charles move to face her alongside Sylvia. Her breasts heaved with each deep breath as pain continued to consume her breasts with each deep breath.

"She never answered you," Sylvia commented.

"I know Mistress Savannah. Maybe we should make it a little easier for our submissive."

"Yeah, let's see what the cunt has to say," Sylvia responded, sliding the long leather straps over her palm in a menacing manner. If she didn't cooperate, Sylvia would not hesitate to use them on her tender skin.

As Charles untied the ball gag, he reprimanded his wife. "You are not in charge here and you will do exactly what we demand. Is that clear?"

Crystal was finally free of the stuffing in her mouth, panting and licking her lips as she stared critically at her husband. What the fuck was she supposed to say to these two? Anger filled her mind as her eyes darted past Charles, seeing Sylvia begin to twirl the long strands of leather. Then her gaze moved back to her husband. "Charles what the fuck is going on? Why are you doing this?" Her eyes locked on Sylvia. "And you. I thought you were my good friend." She no more got the words out when Charles slapped her across the cheek, sending her head sharply sideways.

This was the defining moment Sylvia had told him about. There would come a point when he would have to stop being nice and really assert his domination. She told him Crystal might balk at the way they were handling her but he needed to be firm. She wanted this and it was just a matter of time before she accepted them as her mistress and master. His hand shook slightly when he grabbed her cheeks, using his fingers and thumb to pinch her mouth shut. In a nervous but gruff voice, he admonished her. "We told you you're not in charge but simply our submissive. Until we're done with you, you will refer to her as your Mistress and to me as your Master. Is that clearly understood bitch?"

Crystal had never seen this side of him. She watched his nostril flare like they did when he was angry. He had shown brief flashes of anger but never in this context. His fingers hurt her cheeks and all she could do was faintly mutter, "Ugghhhh ..... yessss...... yessss ...... master."

This wasn't the Charles she knew for years. The man she knew was never this dominate. He always seemed to hold back when they had sex but the way he was taking charge began to excite her. Wasn't this just like with Nick when she at first balked at his discipline only to love the way it made her feel? But this wasn't Nick, this was the man she married and here he was taking control like a dominate. Something she never expected.

"Don't forget it slut or you'll pain will be worse," he growled. Releasing her cheeks, he chuckled as he patted her cheek. "Now let's see what our slut loves." Grabbing a hand full of her red ponytail he forced her head back while his lips descended onto her. The kiss was filled with the ferocity of an animal ready to devour its prey. Smothering her lips with his, he enjoyed taking charge, hearing Sylvia's chuckle of approval behind him. Releasing her from the kiss, he nipped at here lower lip before pulling back an inch or so and smiling wickedly, "I think our bitch is getting the picture."

Sylvia watched her protégé taking control and felt a sense of satisfaction. At the beginning, he was very tentative dominating the women she chose for him. But with more practice, he began to become more comfortable in the role. She thought he might chicken out with Crystal, who sexually, he always treated with kid gloves. But so far, his actions indicated otherwise. Stepping up to the duo, she giggled, grabbing her red pony tail and yanking on it. "Let me have some of that action." Plastering her mouth on Crystal's panting mouth, she pushed her tongue between Crystal's lips, flicking wildly against her muscle.

Crystal was still in a fog as her hubby and friend wildly kissed her. She groaned into their aggressive kisses, surprised when her body pressed forward tightening the chain around her neck. The pull on her nipples caused instant pain and her moans became more pronounced. But it didn't diminish her growing lust.