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J Watson: Chained wife

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J T Watson


Chained wife

CHAPTER ONE

"I don't see why you're so damned insistent about going to this party," Carol Brady said.

Carol zipped up the back of her shimmering green gown and studied herself in her bedroom mirror. The gown looked like it was glued to her. Her creamy tits were almost falling out of the gown. Her shoulder-length blonde hair had been combed until it was shining. She was proud of her good looks, but she wished she was showing her new dress off somewhere else besides the country club party.

"I think it'll be lots of fun," her husband called to her from the bathroom.

"For you, maybe," Carol said, "but I'll be stuck with a bunch of gossipy old ladies for half the night. I hate these church functions even if they are at the country club."

Her husband came out of the bathroom already dressed in his tux. John Brady was the kind of husband she had always wanted. He was tall and refined looking. He had been put ting on a little weight but that was all right. He smelled of money and success and that was what Carol enjoyed more than anything else.

"You'll have a good time, Carol," John assured her. "And later on we can do some thing fun."

He tried to put his arms around her, but she slipped out of his grasp. She didn't want him mussing her up before the party started. Lately she hadn't wanted him mussing her up at all. She was a devoted wife but she wasn't fond of being groped. She considered herself a lady. She called it making love and they did it in the dark. It may have been a little old-fashioned, but it was the way she was.

"Let's go then," she said. "I don't want to be late."

It was a fifteen-minute drive to the country club. The main building was well lit up and she could hear music as John parked the car in the reserved section. She wasn't up to facing the gossipy old ladies quite yet, and she held John back for a second.

"You go on in," she said.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I think I'll walk up to the powder room first," she answered. "I want to make sure I'm beautiful."

"You're gorgeous," he insisted.

"You go on in," she said.

It was her intention to walk around to the dark side of the building and slip into the building from a side door. Then she could slip up the stairs unseen.

She almost changed her mind as she walked around the wide of the building. It was dark as hell. She hesitated for a moment, but then, laughed at herself. She lived in a town where there was excellent police protection and good security protection at the country club. There was nothing to be frightened of.

She walked up the steps of the side entrance and put her hand on the knob. It wouldn't turn. Someone had lacked it. Usually, there was a guard on the inside. She started to knock, but she became aware of someone breathing behind her.

She grew very still. Her heart was pounding fast. She taught about kicking off her high-heeled shoes in case she had to run.

"Who's there?" she asked nervously.

"Just a friend, baby," a man's deep voice answered.

Carol started to scream. A huge, hairy arm encircled her. A strong hand clamped down on her mouth and dragged her off the porch. She kicked and twisted and tried to bite the hand, but nothing helped. She was dragged into the woods that surrounded the country club.

Suddenly she was slammed up against a tree, and her breath was knocked out of her. A hand clamped around her throat. She could plainly see the man who had kidnapped her and she didn't know him.

"You relax, baby," he told her. "Relax, and you won't get hurt. Don't fight me and don't scream or I'll mess up your pretty looks. You wouldn't like that."

She nodded. "What do you want with me?"

"Don't be stupid, bitch," he said. "A woman who looks like you, with those big, creamy tits practically falling out of your gown, can't be stupid enough to ask what I want."

"You're going to rape me?"

"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, baby," he said.

Carol thought of all the things she had ever heard of about rape and she remembered that sometimes it was best to fight and sometimes it was best to just let the man have his way. All she could think about now was that she didn't want to be hurt.

"I want to see what those big tits look like, baby," he said.

He broke the thin straps of her gown and peeled it down. Her creamy tits popped free. Carol tried to put her hands over her tits. He was quicker than she was. He slammed her back against the tree again and pulled her hands down by her side. His fingers moved up and squeezed her creamy tits.

"You've got a nice fucking pair, baby," he said. "I've been watching you a long time I've been thinking about these big tits for a long time."

He squeezed her tits until Carol thought she was going to pass out from pain. Then he released his grip, but his fingers started stroking jag her nipples. She didn't want to feel anything, but her tits had always been sensitive, and especially her nipples. Her red nipples started to get swollen and itchy. He knew it and he laughed at her.

"I don't think you've been getting enough, baby," he said. "I don't think your husband's been giving you enough cock. Well, I've got enough for you, baby!"

He kissed her. She tried to keep her lips locked together. He moved his hand up and started squeezing her tit again. She realized he was going to twist her nipple until she opened her mouth. She opened her mouth and let him push his fat tongue inside.

His tongue moved all over the inside of her mouth. He started rubbing his tongue against hers.

Carol had never liked this sort of kissing. It had always been so dirty, and she wouldn't do it with her husband. Now this big man was forcing her to do it, and she hoped she wouldn't throw up in disgust. His fingers started stroking her nipples again.

She couldn't stop him as he moved his head down and took one of her itchy red nipples inside his mouth. He sucked gently at her tit, and it sent vibrations of pleasure all the way through her. She tried to push his head away, but it was futile; finally she couldn't stand it anymore. She dug her fingernails into his face.

He screamed in rage and jumped away from her.

Carol tried to run, but he caught her quickly. This time he slammed her against the tree with such fury that he could have broken her back.

"I wish I wouldn't have to do this, baby," he said. "But you leave me no choice."

"What are you going to do?" she gasped.

He dragged her through the brush and trees to a clearing where he had parked his car. He kept his hand around her wrist as he reached into the back seat. He pulled out some ropes.

"What are you going to do w-with those?" she asked fearfully.

"I got to fix you where you won't claw me any more bitch."

"I promise I won't," she whispered, "don't tie me up! I promise I won't do that."

All of her life she had been afraid of being tied up. She didn't want to be so completely out of control.

He forced her down on her back. He had steel rods already implanted in the ground. He tied her hands up above her head and then tied her feet to the rods. Her gown was so tight that he couldn't pull her legs far apart. He got the gown off and left her only in her panties.

He took a good look at her in the moonlight.

"Shit, you're built, baby," he said. "You're built really good. I could just lick you to death."

She writhed as he bent down to her. His hands stroked her big tits again. She gasped for breath as her nipples started to swell. This time she couldn't stop him as his lips moved across one luscious nipple. He sucked her hard red nipple and rolled it beneath his tongue. He moved his hungry mouth to her other tit.

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