Nathan Silvers: Wife chained and trained

"Now we're going to teach you to play the piano properly," said David. His arm shot out and Gloria screamed pathetically as the leather cut into her already painful tits.

"Oh no," she moaned, "oh please, I couldn't help it, I – aaaghhhh!" She screamed as Jim whipped her tits in his turn. "The piano is out of tune, it's not, aaaghhhh, ohhhh God, oh no, please!"

Her weeping tits rose and fell to the tune of the whip as they beat her, turn after turn. She slumped forward, but Jim reached out one of his massive hands and heaved her back by her long blonde hair, giving her a vicious, slashing cut of the whip to emphasize his point.

With her head pulled back, and her tits at the mercy of the two men and their whips, Gloria struggled and screamed, lunging up and down on the bench as the two maids laughed at her and sucked the men, playing with their cocks, running their hands up and down their cockshafts, rolling their balls around as they watched.

The spreading agony from the crimson lines all over her tits lunged down to her dildo-raped cunt and burned there, showering her in spurts of vicious spasms that she couldn't explain. Her arms were sore, her tits burning with a pain so deep she thought she wouldn't feel anything else, but still, the spreading sensation from the dildo, ramming harder into her cunt with each terrible, cut of the whip on her tits, was doing strange things to her. Each beating thrust the feeling higher, and it was sending Gloria into more and stranger fits of giddiness. Jim's hand pulled her hair and she choked as the whips beat her soft flesh harder and harder. Her screams rang round the room and her twitching body was forcing the dildo harder and faster into her cunt as she felt the first splatter of something wet across her tits.

Jim laughed and let her turn her head until she could see Mandy, holding David's cock in her hand as she directed streams of his cum onto Gloria's red-streaked tits.

Her wicked little mouth licked at his cockshaft, but never close enough to interrupt the stream of white jism as it spurted from the slit in his cockhead and shot fully four feet to land on Gloria's helplessly bound and held body.

"Shit, that's good, Mandy!" David gasped as the expert young maid worked his cock, and his arm swept up to slash his whip into Gloria's tits again, sending gobs of cum leaping out and onto the piano.

For several moments, he whipped Gloria and came, white goo running down her tits and getting mashed into her flesh and outward by the lashes of his whip.

"Ohhhh, fuck me," David gasped as he held Mandy's willing little head to his cock and let her suck up the last drops as they oozed out of him, "you deserve a reward for that, that was the best blow-job you've given me."

"Oh, thank you, sir, thank you," Mandy moaned as she licked slowly over her master's still-rigid cockhead.

But Gloria wasn't free yet. There was still Jim, holding her hair and lashing her tits with growing force. Gloria wept and screamed as the whipping went on and she saw Alva sucking Jim deeper and harder, rubbing his cockshaft for all she was worth.

"Oh yeahhh," Jim moaned, and he pulled viciously on Gloria's hair. "Oh yeeeaaahhhhh, oh fuck, ahhhh shit; like that honey, like that, I'm coming, I'm coming, ohhh yeahhhh, now, now!"

Alva pulled her mouth away from his cock just as the first jets of new cum leaped out of it. Gloria hardly had the strength to scream any more. As the jets of white goo landed on her tits and the whip lashed them away, splattering the seed all down her body and over the piano, she felt herself falling into a deep dark pit. She struggled to pull away, but the edge of the pit got closer and wider, and she screamed in terror as each lash of the whip sent her closer to the edge. The chasm yawned deeper as Jim's cum spurts slowed and finally stopped.

Jim gave Gloria one last lash that sent her screaming, then he stopped. He let go of her hair and Gloria fell forward again, her arms bound, her body trembling as it came down. There was something awfully wrong and Gloria didn't have the faintest idea what it was. Her body craved something, something it hadn't got. Peace and softness, that had to be it, she told herself. All she needed was some time to be quiet and she would be all right.

But she wasn't going to get it.

"Untie her and stand her up!" snapped David.

Gloria stood in front of her tormentors, weeping, her head down, staring at the floor.

"Oh yuk," said Mandy, "look at her, all wet from that cum. Yuk!"

"Yeah," said David, a big grin on his face, "How disgusting! Take her to the bathroom and make her get clean."

Jim came forward and grabbed the sobbing woman. Gloria hardly reacted at all, she was so ashamed of what had gone on. She allowed herself to be taken across the floor, onto the higher, carpeted area, and then thrust through a door.

Inside, the light almost dazzled her. It was a luxurious bathroom, with shower, hot tub, sauna and several rails and benches she could not guess the use of. She shivered, although the room was beautifully warm, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Despite all she had been through, she looked stunningly beautiful. Her face was flushed from her tears and the perfect outlines of her mouth seemed to pout rather than protest at what she had been forced to do. Her jutting tits were streaked with the red lines of the whipping they had given her, but her nipples stood out proudly and she caressed them as she stared at her image that suddenly looked so different to her.

Slowly she turned and watched as her whipped ass came into view. It was red, all right – a mass of crimson, but the throbbing from it wasn't as awful as she had expected it to be. She rubbed her cheeks and stared at the marks, remembering the pain. She broke into tears again and looked around for some escape. But there was only one door, and, she had been thrown in through that.

Then it opened and David stuck his head round.

"If we don't hear the water running in ten seconds we shall think you disobeyed us," he said, and slapped the thin birch rod in his hand.

Gloria almost rushed to the shower and turned it on. It was actually a great relief to get under the warm running water. It soothed her flesh and helped to wash off the last of the jism that stuck to her tits. She shuddered as she let the water wash her degradation away, and became frantic trying to wash all the goo from her pussy.

Scarcely had she taken a deep breath and leaned against the wall, trying to get her senses back, when David opened the door again.

"Now get out," he said, "dry yourself, and then come in here."

Gloria didn't, need this reminder of the hostage she was. She got out and dried herself mechanically, scared again at what would come to her the moment she went back into the room.

Then Mandy and Alva came in, and stood giggling at the naked woman as she tried to cover herself.

"Silly little slut!" Mandy said. "Let's get her out of here."

The two girls grabbed Gloria and dragged her back into the room. At the sight of the place where she had been so cruelly beaten and raped, Gloria went into another fit of sobbing, made worse as Jim tore the towel from her body and left her standing in front of them, exposed to four sets of greedy eyes.

"Now you're going to learn to suck cock, my little whore," David said with a big grin.

"No!" Gloria screamed. "Never, never! I won't do anything so disgusting, I won't!" and she stared at David and burst into a desperate fit of hysterics.

"On your knees, bitch!" he snarled, and the whip cracked inches from Gloria's terrified face.

"No!" she screamed. "Do what you like, I won't do anything so disgusting." She threw her head back and gave a long drawn-out yell in David's smiling face.