J Watson: Chained wife

Amos pushed Carol over to a couch. He let go of her chain. She sat down beside Samantha. She had never seen Samantha looking so mussed up before. She was the type of woman who always had every hair in place.

"What are you doing here?" Carol whispered.

"I sure as hell am not here of my own free will," Samantha said gruffly.

"You mean you were kidnapped too?"

Samantha nodded.

Carol quickly realized that Samantha wasn't going to say any more. She looked around her and she shuddered.

Lynn was the only woman here who wasn't chained. The other woman who was chained was dressed in a clinging blue tunic and Carol recognized her also – Jennie Wales, a mousy-looking school teacher. This party was full of surprises.

There were four other men besides Amos at the party. Amos went over to the bar and started sipping a drink. Two of the men had walked over to the schoolteacher.

"You remember me, teach," one of them said.

"No," Jennie answered.

"My name's Bob Luther. You should remember me. You flunked me out of the tenth grade."

"I-I remember you now," Jennie said nervously. "You were too old for the tenth anyway. You wouldn't learn."

"No, I guess I wouldn't," Bob said. "But I guess the shoe's on the other foot right now. I'm going to teach you a few things."

Carol felt sorry for Jennie.

Jennie was backing away, but she wasn't going to go far Bob grabbed her by the end of her silver chain. He jerked her against him, then his hands moved down her back to her ass. Jennie tried to twist away. Bob wrapped the chain around her neck and tightened up on it until she groaned in pain.

Bob released her, then his hands moved down her ass again. This time Jennie didn't try to move away as he squeezed her ass. He squeezed her hard and pulled her against him. The other man moved behind Jennie and pressed his body against her from behind.

Lynn came over to Samantha. Samantha shivered as Lynn put her fingers on Samantha's bare knee. Her fingers moved up Samantha's leg, and the gorgeous redhead didn't try to move away. There was a peculiar expression on her face made up of fear and lust.

Carol could see that Samantha had already experienced many things with Lynn.

"Please don't," Samantha moaned.

"Spread your legs," Lynn commanded.

The redhead didn't argue. She spread her legs and Lynn's fingers moved up between her thighs.

Lynn smiled as she stroked Samantha's pussy.

Carol wished she could move away, but everyone was watching and she didn't want to call attention to herself. She knew her turn was going to come soon enough.

"You've got a wet pussy," Lynn sighed.

"Oh damn," Samantha groaned.

"Show everybody, baby," Lynn said. "Show everybody here your wet pussy. Show us!"

Samantha opened her legs wider, and every body could see her wet cunt. They could also see that Lynn had one finger in her pussy and was working it frantically in and out. Samantha's face was turning a deep shade of red as she grew humiliated, yet she could not stop her ass from moving in wicked response to Lynn's thrusting finger.

"Take your tunic off," Lynn commanded. The gorgeous, cultured-looking redhead stripped the tunic off as quickly as she could. There was a loud gasp from everybody as all eyes turned to her luscious body.

Samantha opened her legs, and this time Lynn dropped between them. Samantha screamed in pleasure as Lynn started sucking her pussy.

"I'm going to come!" Samantha screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh fuuuuuck!"

Samantha came like a wild woman. She twisted all over the couch as if she was trying to get away from Lynn's tongue. But she wasn't trying to get away because she held Lynn's head tightly against her cunt.

Finally Samantha stopped shaking. Lynn made loud noises as she kept sucking on her pussy. Carol could hear Lynn making swallowing sounds as she sucked all of Samantha's juice down her throat.

Carol looked up to see Jennie again. The men had stripped her naked and strapped her down over the kitchen table. Her legs were hanging off the edge and each man was taking turns sticking his cock into her pussy. They didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Amos had been watching everything and now he finished his drink. Carol shivered as she saw him walking over toward her. She looked up into his bloated half-drunken face, and she swallowed nervously.

"Get up on the table," Amos told her.

Amos pointed to a small table in the center of the room.

Carol trembled as she stood up and walked to the table. She climbed up on it, knowing that she was giving everyone a good view of her pretty ass.

"Dance for us," Amos said. He went over to a wall radio and turned on something fast and sexy.

One look at Amos' face and Carol knew she wasn't going to have any choice. She began to sway to the music.

"You call that dancing?" Amos asked. "Shit, baby, shake those tits and ass! Shake it like you know what it's for."

She tried. She tried hard, but she couldn't get into the mood of the thing. She was still too much of a lady to show herself off this way. She knew her movements looked wooden, but she couldn't make herself look sexier.

"Damn it to hell!" Amos roared. "I want you to shake your fucking ass like a whore in heat, and you give me virgin twat."

Amos was so angry that he slapped out at anything close to him. Samantha was closest to him. She groaned as he slapped her face.

Lynn moved away quickly. She understood her brother's moods.

"Dance, bitch!" Amos screamed.

Carol heard Jennie's cries and moans coming from behind her. She turned her head and she stopped moving completely. They had dragged poor Jennie to the floor. She was sitting on one man's cock while another drove his prick into her mouth. Carol had never seen anything like it in her life.

"Stupid bitch!" Amos cried.

Carol was dragged from the table by her chain. She was knocked backward to the floor. She tried to stand, but Amos grabbed her chain and dragged her off her feet again. He reached down and ripped the flimsy tunic off her body.

"Now you dance, you bitch! Or I'm going to rip you fucking apart!"

Carol felt their eyes on her. She stood up nervously and started dancing. She started feeling the music and her body started shaking the way Amos wanted her to.

"That's right, bitch," Amos said. "Now you know how to do it. Now you're doing good. Shake your sweet ass!"

Lynn left the room, then she returned with a camera. She was taking pictures of everything that was happening.

Amos stopped Carol's dancing and lifted her back up onto the table.

"Spread your legs wide for the camera, baby," Amos said.

Carol spread her legs wide as Lynn took pictures of her pussy. Amos put his hand between her legs. He started putting his fingers up inside her cunt and making her squirm with pleasure.

"Come here, bitch," Amos told Samantha. The redhead knew what he wanted. She got off the couch and came to Amos. She went down on her knees and started fumbling with the zipper on Amos' trousers. She got it open immediately and her wet lips touched his big prick. She took his cock into her mouth and made a slurping noise as she took it deep into her mouth.

She moved her hand up to his balls and started caressing them as she sucked his cock.

Amos gently pulled her head back from his cock.

"Do her," Amos said.

"Please don't make me do that," Samantha sobbed.

"You know what happens if you don't," Amos warned. "Do her!"

Carol was finding it all hard to believe. The cool and sophisticated Samantha turned her head. Samantha pushed her hair from her face, then moved between Carol's legs. Her lips sent little electric feeling shivers through Carol. Carol was already feeling turned on, and she couldn't help grabbing the back of Samantha's head and pulling her face closer to her cunt.