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Part 1: From Mother To Slut
I'm Pauline. I was a good wife and mother until the c***dren left home. Then when I was 55 my husband came into the kitchen and told me I had a new job as his Slut. I was shocked. He'd never spoke to me like that before. " Why are you acting like this , are you drunk" I shouted. "I've spent the last 30 years acting, having sex only when you felt like it, which was never" he replied "and always with me on top. If you want to keep living in this house you will be my obedient slut."
"No, never" I screamed "Stop it, I'm your wife." He slapped me across the face, twice. Then as he left the kitchen he said "Listen, you have 5 minutes to decide your future ."
What was I to do. I'd been a wife for 30 years with no job or money. My parents lived in another city and my sister was married and living abroad. I had no real friends. My husband and c***dren had been my life. If I went back to my parents I'd never see my c***dren again. There had to be something I could do. Just then my husband came back into the kitchen. I told him this had to stop, that he couldn't do this to me. He left again and I heard him go upstairs. After awhile he returned with two cases. "I've phoned a taxi, it will be here in 10 minutes. I don't want to see you in this house again." he said. I went weak at the knees and slid to the floor, crying.
As as he turned to go out the door, I said "I'll do it."
"Do what." He asked
"I'll do what you want."
"You'll be my slut"
"Yes."
"Say it then."
"Say what"
"That you will be my obedient slut"
l sobbed. "I..I..I'll be your obedient slut." I stammered. He smiled "Take off your clothes." he demanded.
"What here." I said. He stared at me and said if you ever question me again I will whip your arse now get your clothes off. My hands trembled as I started to unbutton my blouse. I took it off, then my shoes and jeans. I stood there in my bra and knickers looking at him hoping for some mercy. "Everything." he said. I unclipped my bra and let it fall to the floor then removed my knickers. I tried to cover my breasts and vagina but he ordered me to put my hands down by my side. He looked me up and down then told me to turn around slowly. "I want all that hair around your cunt and arse shaved clean off before you go to bed tonight." I felt sick. When he had finished staring at me he told me to get down on my knees. As I knelt there before him the doorbell rang. I tried to get up and grab my clothes. "Stay where you are, cunt." he ordered as he headed to open the door. I heard voices. It was the taxi driver.
The door closed and he returned. Standing in front of me, he took his clothes off. He had shaven all the hair from around his penis. He took a step closer. "Lick my cock, slut."
"No, I don't do that. It's disgusting." He grabbed me by the hair. "I've warned you once, I won't do it again. If you disobey me again you'll receive 50 lashes across your arse before I throw you out of my house. Now lick." He forced my face to his penis. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head. It tasted salty. After licking the head for a while he told me to lick the full length of his cock. Still holding me by the hair he moved my head up and down so my tongue licked all his cock. "Now my balls, slut." He pushed my head down to his balls. I licked his balls and cock for ages. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. My mind was in turmoil.
After some time, he pulled my head away. His cock seemed huge as it pointed at my face. "Look at me." I took my gaze from his cock and looked up in to his smiling face. "Good slut, now suck my cock." I was horrified. I closed my mouth as he pushed his cock towards me. "Open." I kept my lips together as he pressed his cock against them. He slapped his cock against my face. Then he leaned down and pinched my nipple so hard. I screamed. He shoved his cock into my mouth and grabbed both sides of head. Then he started moving his cock in and out. "That's it slut, now suck and don't bite."
He forced more and more of his cock into my mouth until he reached my throat. I started to choke. He pulled out of my mouth, pulled me up of the floor, spun me around and pushed me face down on the kitchen table. Standing behind me he spread my legs apart and rammed his cock into my vagina. I sobbed as he drove in and out of me. I had never felt so used. My life was destroyed. Things couldn't get any worse. Then after what felt like an eternity I felt him pull out. "Thank God." I thought "he's finished."
He shifted his weight. Then I felt his cock against my arse. "Nooooo." I shrieked. I fought to get up. Then the pain tore through me as he plunged his cock into my arsehole. I heard him laughing as I screamed. With each stroke he forced himself further and further inside me. He pounded my arse until finally he came deep within me. My arse felt like it was on fire. He pulled out of me and said "That's the start of your new life slut, enjoy it".
He left the kitchen and went upstairs. I heard the shower go on. I cried and cried for what seemed like hours. Eventually I made my way upstairs and to the shower.
I sat in the corner of the shower hoping the hot water would clean the nightmare away. I was trying to understand what happened to me. The morning had started as normal then after breakfast the horror had begun. How could he have done this to me. Then the door opened and he stood there looking down at me.
"Hurry up slut, you've got to get lunch ready. And make sure you shave that pussy before you finish." He turned and left. I'd forgotten that he had told me to shave down there. I got the scissors and razor from the bathroom cabinet and went back to the shower. I started to cry again as I began to cut the hair away.
Part 2: The Nightmare Continues
After the shower I got dressed and went downstairs. He was sitting in the lounge reading. I headed for the kitchen to make lunch. "Stop" he said "get back upstairs and put on your yellow dress and a pair of heels. And no underwear. Hurry, I'm hungry." I stood there confused. "Are you still here. Do you want to be punished." I turned and quickly went upstairs.
When I came down again I was in the yellow dress and 4 inch heels. He looked me up and down. "Open the top 3 buttons and the bottom 3." he ordered. When I'd finished there were just 2 buttons holding the dress together. My breasts were exposed and you could see right to the top of my legs. As I went to the kitchen he said that I was to wear dresses and skirts until I got some slut outfits.
My my head was spinning as I made lunch. We ate lunch at the table. When he had finished he ordered me on the table in front of him.
"Spread your legs, slut." My vagina was completely exposed to him. "Very nice, now make sure it stays that way. I don't ever want to find a hair down there again." He then leaned forward and licked my vagina. I jumped. "Stay still, slut." He licked up and down my labia. I was so humiliated. How could he lick me there. I felt his tongue enter me and probe about. He then withdrew and sucked on my clitoris. I shuddered. I tried to resist but could feel my body respond. He continued for about 15 minutes switching between my clitoris and inside my vagina
He then stood up, removed his clothes and got up on the table. He positioned himself between my legs and then drove his cock into my wet vagina. He then kissed me. I moved my head away. I wasn't going to kiss him after what he had been doing.
He grabbed my nipple and pinched it so hard. I screamed. "Now kiss me, slut." He said "and use your tongue. Make sure you taste your cunt". He continued to pinch my nipple until I kissed him. I could taste myself off him. I wanted to get sick. By this time his cock was pounding me hard. "Does your cunt taste good" he asked and started kissing me again. I felt his hands grab my arse cheeks, then a finger entered my arsehole, then a second. He worked them in and out in rhythm with his cock. I felt like I was being torn apart. My arse really hurt.
He broke from from the kiss and looked down on me. "You're a slut." he said "what are you." He couldn't want me to answer, could he. He moved down to my breast and bit my nipple. The pain ripped through me and my scream filled the room.
"What are you." he asked again. "Please, don't make me say it." I begged.
"Ahhhhh." He'd bit my other nipple. "What are you." I looked into his eyes searching for some mercy " I'm your wife, the mother of our c***dren." I sobbed.
The pain was intense as he bit down hard on my nipple again. I screamed as my body was rocked with the pain. "What are you."
I was defeated. I couldn't take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I stammered, tears rolling down my face.
"I can't hear you."
"I'm a slut." I sobbed louder.
"Your Pauline and your a slut. What are you"
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. "Again." he ordered.
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." He started laughing. " Keep saying it, slut."
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I repeated again and again. He picked up his pace as he buried his cock deep inside me, lodging his fingers all the way up my arse. Soon I felt his penis erupt and spill his semen in me. When he finished he got up off the table and wiped his cock in my dress.
"Your going to make such a good little slut." he said as he looked down at me "I'm going to enjoy using your body as a fuck toy. We'll have dinner at 7. I'm going to shower and then watch some TV. When you've cleaned yourself up put on a blouse and skirt and bring me a beer." He picked up his clothes and before leaving turned to me and asked "What are you."
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."
"Good slut, remember that."
He went upstairs. I lay on the table, turned sideways, pulled my knees up under my chin and cried. What had happened me. My mind was in turmoil, my nipples were in agony and my arsehole was hurting. His semen spilt from my vagina on to the table. My life as a respectable wife and mother was turned upside down. Maybe he'd realise what pain he'd caused me and everything would go back to the way it was. He might be having some sort of breakdown. I'll make his favourite dinner and show him what a good wife I am. That's what I'll do. There has to be some way out of this nightmare.
Part 3: Further Degradation
I brought him his beer. He ignored me. I went to the kitchen and started on dinner. I put a bottle of wine in the fridge. I was going to show him what a good wife I was.
Just before 7 he came into the kitchen. "Smells good, slut."
"Please, can't we have a nice dinner together." 'SMACK' He slapped me across the face. "What are you." I couldn't believe it. I'd spent all afternoon making his favourite dinner. It all counted for nothing. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."
He went to the table and I served dinner. Before I sat down he told me to take off my blouse. I unbuttoned it and took it off without complaint. I had been worn down by the days events. He then summoned me to him. He put his hand up under my skirt and stuck two fingers into my vagina. He moved them around. It was so uncomfortable. He then took them out.
He put the fingers up to my mouth "Suck them." I could smell my vagina on his fingers. I was repulsed by the thought of tasting them. Then the pain shot through me as he pinched my nipple with his other hand. He pulled my nipple downwards forcing my face nearer his fingers. The pain was intense and my head began to spin.
"Now suck, slut." I opened my mouth and sucked my juices from his fingers. He let go of my nipple. The taste was disgusting. My stomach began to churn. He finally pulled his hand away. "Sit down and eat." We ate in silence but I could feel him staring at me all the time. When we finished I cleared the table.
A few minutes later he called me. "I have some desert for you." He unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the ground. "On your knee, slut and get yourself a mouth full of cum."
"No, you're not going to cum in my mouth." He moved quickly, springing up from his chair and at the same time reaching down and pulling the belt from his trousers. Then he grabbed me by my hair and threw me face down on the table. 'WHACK' The belt lashed my buttocks. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down. Another lash followed by another. "Stop, please. I beg you." Three more lashes rained down on my now sore buttocks.
"No more, no more. I'll do it." He lashed my buttocks again and again. "What are you." he asked. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. Another lash. "Now get down and suck the cum out of my cock you stupid cunt."
I sank to my knees before him. His cock pointing towards my face. He grabbed me by the hair again and pulled me towards his cock. I reluctantly opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in. "Come on slut, start sucking." I started to suck. After a few minutes he pushed more of his cock into my mouth. I tried to pull away but his hold on my hair tightened. Soon he was moving in and out and pushing his cock further in. I started to gag and struggled to break away. He held my head tightly and forced himself down my throat. I started to choke.
He took his cock out so I could breathe. He slapped me across my face with his cock then forced it back into my mouth. He pulled my head back and forth in rhythm with his cock. The rhythm quickened and he forced himself down my throat again. I was choking when I felt his semen flood down my throat. I was forced to swallow. When he had finished cuming he took his cock out of my mouth and rubbed it all over my face.
"Now I've fucked and cum in your three holes. You're a proper slut now. A three hole fuck toy." He turned and got himself a beer and went to watch TV.
I was defeated. I had been degraded, humiliated and abused. He had used me like a slave. My body ached and I felt like getting sick. I struggled to my feet and made my way upstairs to the bedroom. I showered and went to bed.
I was asleep when he came up to bed. I half woke when he switched the light on. Then the bed clothes were pulled off the bed. My nightdress was ripped off me and then my panties. I was now fully awake. He was naked and erect.
"Slut, you are to sleep in the nude from now on." He forced me on to my stomach, spread my legs apart and positioned himself between them. I felt his cock against my arsehole. "God! Nooo!" I screamed as he drove into my tight hole. I felt like I was being split in two. The pain was intense.
"Please, please, take it out. You're tearing me apart." This just seemed to encourage him. He forced himself further into me. My screams filled the house.
"Nearly there slut. Just another three inches to get in." He pushed. I screamed louder. He was pounding in and out of my arse with increased tempo. This seemed to go on forever. My body couldn't take much more .
His pace quickened and then I felt his cum explode inside my arse. He collapsed on top of me. After a few minutes he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
"What are you"
"Oh no." I thought "when will this end."
His other hand found my nipple and pinched hard. As he continued to pinch he asked again. "What are you"
I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I whimpered
"That's right. You are an ass fucking, cock sucking slut and that's going to be how you spend the rest of your life." He laughed.
He turned over and went to sleep leaving me sore, crying and my mind in turmoil with thoughts of my future life.
Part 4: Visit to the Office
When I woke the next morning he had already gone to work. My arse was still sore from his cock and the belt and my nipples still ached. I decided to take a bath. The hot water helped soothe my body. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I must have nodded off because the next thing I remember was the phone ringing. I got out of the bath and went back to the bedroom and answered the phone.
"Slut, put on your pink summer dress and your high heel sandals. No underwear and get a taxi to my office. Be here at noon. Don't be late." He hung up.
I stood there with the phone in my hand and water dripping off me. Did he really ask me to go to his office in the pink dress. He knew I didn't like the dress. He had made me buy it. I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me.
I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I didn't go. He might even throw me out of the house. He had threatened to do it. I finally decided it was best to go.
I felt uncomfortable in the taxi. The driver kept looking in his mirror at my breasts. I was somewhat relieved to get to the office. The receptionist couldn't hide her surprise when I came through the door. Anytime I'd been here before I would have been dressed respectably. She watched my breasts bounce freely as I walked towards her.
"Hello Pauline."
"Hello Beth. I'm just going upstairs to the office ." She followed me to the lift. " I'll have to go up with you. New security rules."
"Oh" I said.
When the lift got to the 5th floor she turned left instead of right to the office. She brought me to the meeting room, opened the door and showed me in. There was 10 or 12 people inside mostly men but two or three women. All eyes turned towards me.
I was instantly conscious of my dress among all these people in business suits. My husband came towards me smiling.
"What a nice surprise. I wasn't expecting you." he said. Then turning to everyone he said "You all know Pauline, don't you." They all said hello. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment.
"That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. When everyone had gone I turned towards him.
"How could you do this to me."
"Because you're a slut and everyone needs to know. Next time I might even get you to suck some of their cocks and eat some pussy." He laughed when he saw the look of terror on my face. "Now get on your knees and suck my cock. Make sure you swallow it all. I don't want the carpet getting stained."
I looked at the door and then at him. "You better hurry before someone comes in." he said as he unzipped his trousers. I quickly got to my knees and took his semi-erect cock in my mouth. It quickly filled my mouth. He started to pump my mouth pushing his cock further in with every stroke. He was soon entering my throat making me gag.
"I'm going to cum so make sure you swallow every drop you little cock sucking slut."
I felt him explode in my mouth. I struggled to swallow it all. When he finished he zipped up his trousers and headed for the door. "You can go now slut. I'll be home after 7."
I couldn't believe it. I'd been paraded half naked in front of his colleagues, used like a whore and sent home. The tears started to swell up in my eyes. I got up off my eyes and headed for home.
On the way home all I could think of was everyone seeing me and his threat that I would be sucking them next time. He wouldn't do that . He was my husband. I'd only ever had sex with him. Our marriage had to mean something to him.
Part 5: Punished
When I got home I changed out of the dress, put on my underwear, a T-shirt and some leggings. I curled up on the bed and tried to make sense of everything that had happened me. My life as a happy, respectable mother and wife seemed to be over. My husband had done things to me that I had never ever thought of. I had become his sex slave.
It was getting late. I went to make dinner. Just after 7 I heard him open the door. "Where are you slut." I hurried to meet him. When he saw me his face filled with anger. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the living room. He ripped the T-shirt off me and threw me across the back of a chair. Then my leggings were pulled down. I heard him unbuckle his belt. I began to panic and tried to get up. He pushed me down. The belt flew through the air and smacked across my buttocks. The lashes came continuously as he said "You stupid slut. I told you what you were to wear in the house and you have disobeyed me, slut."
The lashes came hard and fast. They seemed to go on forever. My screams turned into cries of pain as I nearly passed out. When he finished he unhooked my bra and grabbed my two nipples and pinched and pulled them. My mind was overloaded with the pain.
He kicked my legs apart and plunged his cock into my arse while continuing to torture my nipples. My screams were deafening. He pounded me harder. I could feel his balls slap against me. His cock was now completely buried up my arse. After what seemed like hours his cum poured out into my arse.
"What are you."
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."
He grabbed me by the hair again, pulled me off the chair and spun me around to face him. "That's right. You're nothing but a slut. Never forget that and never disobey me again. You're my fuck toy, to be used for my pleasure and entertainment. You'll do everything I want without complaint. Now get down on your knees and clean my cock."
I was puzzled. What did he mean, clean his cock. I went to go to the bathroom to get a towel. "Where are you going slut."
"I'm going to get a towel"
"On your knees and use your mouth to clean it."
"No. That's disgusting and dirty. It will have p*o on it."
He grabbed his belt and my hair with his other hand. "No. Please don't." I begged, expecting the belt across my arse.
"I told you not to disobey me again." As he raised the belt above his head I looked on in disbelief as the belt came down across my breasts. The pain was instant. I screamed as I watched the belt fly through the air again and inflict another lash to my breasts, then another and another.
"I'll do it." I cried as he raised his hand again.
"What will you do." he asked cruelly.
"I'll clean your cock." The belt lashed my breasts. "Ahhhh."
"You'll clean the shite off my cock."
"Yes, I'll clean the shite off your cock." He pushed me down and moved his cock in front of my face. I could smell his cum mixed with my shite. I felt sick. He pushed it against my lips. I eventually opened my mouth and he stuck it in.
"Now suck it good and use your tongue. Get it nice and clean." I struggled not to throw up. The taste of cum mixed with my shite was making my stomach churn. I worked hard to get finished. He held my head between his two hands and pushed his semi-erect cock all the way in. I ran my tongue all over his cock. After several minutes he pulled out.
"I'm going for a shower and will be down for dinner in 20 minutes." As he left I ran to the kitchen sink and threw up.
While he showered I cleaned myself up, put on a skirt, blouse and heels. I then got the table ready for dinner.
When he came down I put the dinner on the table. I was about to sit down when he came over, took my plate and put it on the floor beside his chair.
"You will eat on the floor from now on." I took my knife and fork. "Leave them there. Use your mouth like the bitch slut you are." I felt crushed. I got down on the floor beside him. "Go on, eat." I stuck my face into the plate and started to eat. "Good slut."
I'm Pauline. I was a good wife and mother until the c***dren left home. Then when I was 55 my husband came into the kitchen and told me I had a new job as his Slut. I was shocked. He'd never spoke to me like that before. " Why are you acting like this , are you drunk" I shouted. "I've spent the last 30 years acting, having sex only when you felt like it, which was never" he replied "and always with me on top. If you want to keep living in this house you will be my obedient slut."
"No, never" I screamed "Stop it, I'm your wife." He slapped me across the face, twice. Then as he left the kitchen he said "Listen, you have 5 minutes to decide your future ."
What was I to do. I'd been a wife for 30 years with no job or money. My parents lived in another city and my sister was married and living abroad. I had no real friends. My husband and c***dren had been my life. If I went back to my parents I'd never see my c***dren again. There had to be something I could do. Just then my husband came back into the kitchen. I told him this had to stop, that he couldn't do this to me. He left again and I heard him go upstairs. After awhile he returned with two cases. "I've phoned a taxi, it will be here in 10 minutes. I don't want to see you in this house again." he said. I went weak at the knees and slid to the floor, crying.
As as he turned to go out the door, I said "I'll do it."
"Do what." He asked
"I'll do what you want."
"You'll be my slut"
"Yes."
"Say it then."
"Say what"
"That you will be my obedient slut"
l sobbed. "I..I..I'll be your obedient slut." I stammered. He smiled "Take off your clothes." he demanded.
"What here." I said. He stared at me and said if you ever question me again I will whip your arse now get your clothes off. My hands trembled as I started to unbutton my blouse. I took it off, then my shoes and jeans. I stood there in my bra and knickers looking at him hoping for some mercy. "Everything." he said. I unclipped my bra and let it fall to the floor then removed my knickers. I tried to cover my breasts and vagina but he ordered me to put my hands down by my side. He looked me up and down then told me to turn around slowly. "I want all that hair around your cunt and arse shaved clean off before you go to bed tonight." I felt sick. When he had finished staring at me he told me to get down on my knees. As I knelt there before him the doorbell rang. I tried to get up and grab my clothes. "Stay where you are, cunt." he ordered as he headed to open the door. I heard voices. It was the taxi driver.
The door closed and he returned. Standing in front of me, he took his clothes off. He had shaven all the hair from around his penis. He took a step closer. "Lick my cock, slut."
"No, I don't do that. It's disgusting." He grabbed me by the hair. "I've warned you once, I won't do it again. If you disobey me again you'll receive 50 lashes across your arse before I throw you out of my house. Now lick." He forced my face to his penis. I stuck my tongue out and licked the head. It tasted salty. After licking the head for a while he told me to lick the full length of his cock. Still holding me by the hair he moved my head up and down so my tongue licked all his cock. "Now my balls, slut." He pushed my head down to his balls. I licked his balls and cock for ages. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. My mind was in turmoil.
After some time, he pulled my head away. His cock seemed huge as it pointed at my face. "Look at me." I took my gaze from his cock and looked up in to his smiling face. "Good slut, now suck my cock." I was horrified. I closed my mouth as he pushed his cock towards me. "Open." I kept my lips together as he pressed his cock against them. He slapped his cock against my face. Then he leaned down and pinched my nipple so hard. I screamed. He shoved his cock into my mouth and grabbed both sides of head. Then he started moving his cock in and out. "That's it slut, now suck and don't bite."
He forced more and more of his cock into my mouth until he reached my throat. I started to choke. He pulled out of my mouth, pulled me up of the floor, spun me around and pushed me face down on the kitchen table. Standing behind me he spread my legs apart and rammed his cock into my vagina. I sobbed as he drove in and out of me. I had never felt so used. My life was destroyed. Things couldn't get any worse. Then after what felt like an eternity I felt him pull out. "Thank God." I thought "he's finished."
He shifted his weight. Then I felt his cock against my arse. "Nooooo." I shrieked. I fought to get up. Then the pain tore through me as he plunged his cock into my arsehole. I heard him laughing as I screamed. With each stroke he forced himself further and further inside me. He pounded my arse until finally he came deep within me. My arse felt like it was on fire. He pulled out of me and said "That's the start of your new life slut, enjoy it".
He left the kitchen and went upstairs. I heard the shower go on. I cried and cried for what seemed like hours. Eventually I made my way upstairs and to the shower.
I sat in the corner of the shower hoping the hot water would clean the nightmare away. I was trying to understand what happened to me. The morning had started as normal then after breakfast the horror had begun. How could he have done this to me. Then the door opened and he stood there looking down at me.
"Hurry up slut, you've got to get lunch ready. And make sure you shave that pussy before you finish." He turned and left. I'd forgotten that he had told me to shave down there. I got the scissors and razor from the bathroom cabinet and went back to the shower. I started to cry again as I began to cut the hair away.
Part 2: The Nightmare Continues
After the shower I got dressed and went downstairs. He was sitting in the lounge reading. I headed for the kitchen to make lunch. "Stop" he said "get back upstairs and put on your yellow dress and a pair of heels. And no underwear. Hurry, I'm hungry." I stood there confused. "Are you still here. Do you want to be punished." I turned and quickly went upstairs.
When I came down again I was in the yellow dress and 4 inch heels. He looked me up and down. "Open the top 3 buttons and the bottom 3." he ordered. When I'd finished there were just 2 buttons holding the dress together. My breasts were exposed and you could see right to the top of my legs. As I went to the kitchen he said that I was to wear dresses and skirts until I got some slut outfits.
My my head was spinning as I made lunch. We ate lunch at the table. When he had finished he ordered me on the table in front of him.
"Spread your legs, slut." My vagina was completely exposed to him. "Very nice, now make sure it stays that way. I don't ever want to find a hair down there again." He then leaned forward and licked my vagina. I jumped. "Stay still, slut." He licked up and down my labia. I was so humiliated. How could he lick me there. I felt his tongue enter me and probe about. He then withdrew and sucked on my clitoris. I shuddered. I tried to resist but could feel my body respond. He continued for about 15 minutes switching between my clitoris and inside my vagina
He then stood up, removed his clothes and got up on the table. He positioned himself between my legs and then drove his cock into my wet vagina. He then kissed me. I moved my head away. I wasn't going to kiss him after what he had been doing.
He grabbed my nipple and pinched it so hard. I screamed. "Now kiss me, slut." He said "and use your tongue. Make sure you taste your cunt". He continued to pinch my nipple until I kissed him. I could taste myself off him. I wanted to get sick. By this time his cock was pounding me hard. "Does your cunt taste good" he asked and started kissing me again. I felt his hands grab my arse cheeks, then a finger entered my arsehole, then a second. He worked them in and out in rhythm with his cock. I felt like I was being torn apart. My arse really hurt.
He broke from from the kiss and looked down on me. "You're a slut." he said "what are you." He couldn't want me to answer, could he. He moved down to my breast and bit my nipple. The pain ripped through me and my scream filled the room.
"What are you." he asked again. "Please, don't make me say it." I begged.
"Ahhhhh." He'd bit my other nipple. "What are you." I looked into his eyes searching for some mercy " I'm your wife, the mother of our c***dren." I sobbed.
The pain was intense as he bit down hard on my nipple again. I screamed as my body was rocked with the pain. "What are you."
I was defeated. I couldn't take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I stammered, tears rolling down my face.
"I can't hear you."
"I'm a slut." I sobbed louder.
"Your Pauline and your a slut. What are you"
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. "Again." he ordered.
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." He started laughing. " Keep saying it, slut."
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I repeated again and again. He picked up his pace as he buried his cock deep inside me, lodging his fingers all the way up my arse. Soon I felt his penis erupt and spill his semen in me. When he finished he got up off the table and wiped his cock in my dress.
"Your going to make such a good little slut." he said as he looked down at me "I'm going to enjoy using your body as a fuck toy. We'll have dinner at 7. I'm going to shower and then watch some TV. When you've cleaned yourself up put on a blouse and skirt and bring me a beer." He picked up his clothes and before leaving turned to me and asked "What are you."
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."
"Good slut, remember that."
He went upstairs. I lay on the table, turned sideways, pulled my knees up under my chin and cried. What had happened me. My mind was in turmoil, my nipples were in agony and my arsehole was hurting. His semen spilt from my vagina on to the table. My life as a respectable wife and mother was turned upside down. Maybe he'd realise what pain he'd caused me and everything would go back to the way it was. He might be having some sort of breakdown. I'll make his favourite dinner and show him what a good wife I am. That's what I'll do. There has to be some way out of this nightmare.
Part 3: Further Degradation
I brought him his beer. He ignored me. I went to the kitchen and started on dinner. I put a bottle of wine in the fridge. I was going to show him what a good wife I was.
Just before 7 he came into the kitchen. "Smells good, slut."
"Please, can't we have a nice dinner together." 'SMACK' He slapped me across the face. "What are you." I couldn't believe it. I'd spent all afternoon making his favourite dinner. It all counted for nothing. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."
He went to the table and I served dinner. Before I sat down he told me to take off my blouse. I unbuttoned it and took it off without complaint. I had been worn down by the days events. He then summoned me to him. He put his hand up under my skirt and stuck two fingers into my vagina. He moved them around. It was so uncomfortable. He then took them out.
He put the fingers up to my mouth "Suck them." I could smell my vagina on his fingers. I was repulsed by the thought of tasting them. Then the pain shot through me as he pinched my nipple with his other hand. He pulled my nipple downwards forcing my face nearer his fingers. The pain was intense and my head began to spin.
"Now suck, slut." I opened my mouth and sucked my juices from his fingers. He let go of my nipple. The taste was disgusting. My stomach began to churn. He finally pulled his hand away. "Sit down and eat." We ate in silence but I could feel him staring at me all the time. When we finished I cleared the table.
A few minutes later he called me. "I have some desert for you." He unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the ground. "On your knee, slut and get yourself a mouth full of cum."
"No, you're not going to cum in my mouth." He moved quickly, springing up from his chair and at the same time reaching down and pulling the belt from his trousers. Then he grabbed me by my hair and threw me face down on the table. 'WHACK' The belt lashed my buttocks. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down. Another lash followed by another. "Stop, please. I beg you." Three more lashes rained down on my now sore buttocks.
"No more, no more. I'll do it." He lashed my buttocks again and again. "What are you." he asked. "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. Another lash. "Now get down and suck the cum out of my cock you stupid cunt."
I sank to my knees before him. His cock pointing towards my face. He grabbed me by the hair again and pulled me towards his cock. I reluctantly opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in. "Come on slut, start sucking." I started to suck. After a few minutes he pushed more of his cock into my mouth. I tried to pull away but his hold on my hair tightened. Soon he was moving in and out and pushing his cock further in. I started to gag and struggled to break away. He held my head tightly and forced himself down my throat. I started to choke.
He took his cock out so I could breathe. He slapped me across my face with his cock then forced it back into my mouth. He pulled my head back and forth in rhythm with his cock. The rhythm quickened and he forced himself down my throat again. I was choking when I felt his semen flood down my throat. I was forced to swallow. When he had finished cuming he took his cock out of my mouth and rubbed it all over my face.
"Now I've fucked and cum in your three holes. You're a proper slut now. A three hole fuck toy." He turned and got himself a beer and went to watch TV.
I was defeated. I had been degraded, humiliated and abused. He had used me like a slave. My body ached and I felt like getting sick. I struggled to my feet and made my way upstairs to the bedroom. I showered and went to bed.
I was asleep when he came up to bed. I half woke when he switched the light on. Then the bed clothes were pulled off the bed. My nightdress was ripped off me and then my panties. I was now fully awake. He was naked and erect.
"Slut, you are to sleep in the nude from now on." He forced me on to my stomach, spread my legs apart and positioned himself between them. I felt his cock against my arsehole. "God! Nooo!" I screamed as he drove into my tight hole. I felt like I was being split in two. The pain was intense.
"Please, please, take it out. You're tearing me apart." This just seemed to encourage him. He forced himself further into me. My screams filled the house.
"Nearly there slut. Just another three inches to get in." He pushed. I screamed louder. He was pounding in and out of my arse with increased tempo. This seemed to go on forever. My body couldn't take much more .
His pace quickened and then I felt his cum explode inside my arse. He collapsed on top of me. After a few minutes he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
"What are you"
"Oh no." I thought "when will this end."
His other hand found my nipple and pinched hard. As he continued to pinch he asked again. "What are you"
I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I whimpered
"That's right. You are an ass fucking, cock sucking slut and that's going to be how you spend the rest of your life." He laughed.
He turned over and went to sleep leaving me sore, crying and my mind in turmoil with thoughts of my future life.
Part 4: Visit to the Office
When I woke the next morning he had already gone to work. My arse was still sore from his cock and the belt and my nipples still ached. I decided to take a bath. The hot water helped soothe my body. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I must have nodded off because the next thing I remember was the phone ringing. I got out of the bath and went back to the bedroom and answered the phone.
"Slut, put on your pink summer dress and your high heel sandals. No underwear and get a taxi to my office. Be here at noon. Don't be late." He hung up.
I stood there with the phone in my hand and water dripping off me. Did he really ask me to go to his office in the pink dress. He knew I didn't like the dress. He had made me buy it. I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me.
I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I didn't go. He might even throw me out of the house. He had threatened to do it. I finally decided it was best to go.
I felt uncomfortable in the taxi. The driver kept looking in his mirror at my breasts. I was somewhat relieved to get to the office. The receptionist couldn't hide her surprise when I came through the door. Anytime I'd been here before I would have been dressed respectably. She watched my breasts bounce freely as I walked towards her.
"Hello Pauline."
"Hello Beth. I'm just going upstairs to the office ." She followed me to the lift. " I'll have to go up with you. New security rules."
"Oh" I said.
When the lift got to the 5th floor she turned left instead of right to the office. She brought me to the meeting room, opened the door and showed me in. There was 10 or 12 people inside mostly men but two or three women. All eyes turned towards me.
I was instantly conscious of my dress among all these people in business suits. My husband came towards me smiling.
"What a nice surprise. I wasn't expecting you." he said. Then turning to everyone he said "You all know Pauline, don't you." They all said hello. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment.
"That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. When everyone had gone I turned towards him.
"How could you do this to me."
"Because you're a slut and everyone needs to know. Next time I might even get you to suck some of their cocks and eat some pussy." He laughed when he saw the look of terror on my face. "Now get on your knees and suck my cock. Make sure you swallow it all. I don't want the carpet getting stained."
I looked at the door and then at him. "You better hurry before someone comes in." he said as he unzipped his trousers. I quickly got to my knees and took his semi-erect cock in my mouth. It quickly filled my mouth. He started to pump my mouth pushing his cock further in with every stroke. He was soon entering my throat making me gag.
"I'm going to cum so make sure you swallow every drop you little cock sucking slut."
I felt him explode in my mouth. I struggled to swallow it all. When he finished he zipped up his trousers and headed for the door. "You can go now slut. I'll be home after 7."
I couldn't believe it. I'd been paraded half naked in front of his colleagues, used like a whore and sent home. The tears started to swell up in my eyes. I got up off my eyes and headed for home.
On the way home all I could think of was everyone seeing me and his threat that I would be sucking them next time. He wouldn't do that . He was my husband. I'd only ever had sex with him. Our marriage had to mean something to him.
Part 5: Punished
When I got home I changed out of the dress, put on my underwear, a T-shirt and some leggings. I curled up on the bed and tried to make sense of everything that had happened me. My life as a happy, respectable mother and wife seemed to be over. My husband had done things to me that I had never ever thought of. I had become his sex slave.
It was getting late. I went to make dinner. Just after 7 I heard him open the door. "Where are you slut." I hurried to meet him. When he saw me his face filled with anger. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the living room. He ripped the T-shirt off me and threw me across the back of a chair. Then my leggings were pulled down. I heard him unbuckle his belt. I began to panic and tried to get up. He pushed me down. The belt flew through the air and smacked across my buttocks. The lashes came continuously as he said "You stupid slut. I told you what you were to wear in the house and you have disobeyed me, slut."
The lashes came hard and fast. They seemed to go on forever. My screams turned into cries of pain as I nearly passed out. When he finished he unhooked my bra and grabbed my two nipples and pinched and pulled them. My mind was overloaded with the pain.
He kicked my legs apart and plunged his cock into my arse while continuing to torture my nipples. My screams were deafening. He pounded me harder. I could feel his balls slap against me. His cock was now completely buried up my arse. After what seemed like hours his cum poured out into my arse.
"What are you."
"I'm Pauline and I'm a slut."
He grabbed me by the hair again, pulled me off the chair and spun me around to face him. "That's right. You're nothing but a slut. Never forget that and never disobey me again. You're my fuck toy, to be used for my pleasure and entertainment. You'll do everything I want without complaint. Now get down on your knees and clean my cock."
I was puzzled. What did he mean, clean his cock. I went to go to the bathroom to get a towel. "Where are you going slut."
"I'm going to get a towel"
"On your knees and use your mouth to clean it."
"No. That's disgusting and dirty. It will have p*o on it."
He grabbed his belt and my hair with his other hand. "No. Please don't." I begged, expecting the belt across my arse.
"I told you not to disobey me again." As he raised the belt above his head I looked on in disbelief as the belt came down across my breasts. The pain was instant. I screamed as I watched the belt fly through the air again and inflict another lash to my breasts, then another and another.
"I'll do it." I cried as he raised his hand again.
"What will you do." he asked cruelly.
"I'll clean your cock." The belt lashed my breasts. "Ahhhh."
"You'll clean the shite off my cock."
"Yes, I'll clean the shite off your cock." He pushed me down and moved his cock in front of my face. I could smell his cum mixed with my shite. I felt sick. He pushed it against my lips. I eventually opened my mouth and he stuck it in.
"Now suck it good and use your tongue. Get it nice and clean." I struggled not to throw up. The taste of cum mixed with my shite was making my stomach churn. I worked hard to get finished. He held my head between his two hands and pushed his semi-erect cock all the way in. I ran my tongue all over his cock. After several minutes he pulled out.
"I'm going for a shower and will be down for dinner in 20 minutes." As he left I ran to the kitchen sink and threw up.
While he showered I cleaned myself up, put on a skirt, blouse and heels. I then got the table ready for dinner.
When he came down I put the dinner on the table. I was about to sit down when he came over, took my plate and put it on the floor beside his chair.
"You will eat on the floor from now on." I took my knife and fork. "Leave them there. Use your mouth like the bitch slut you are." I felt crushed. I got down on the floor beside him. "Go on, eat." I stuck my face into the plate and started to eat. "Good slut."
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