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Chapter 7
I made the tea and placed the 4 cups on my round silver tray, pausing to
stupidly straighten my apron which, in reality, was just an attempt to
delay before bringing it upstairs to them.
Hesitating, I was terrified of what I would find in side, I eventually
reluctantly knocked softly on their bedroom door.
"Come in." Donna's voice was as authoritative as ever.
I opened the door quietly, the three of them were sitting up in our king
size bed Donna to the right in her dark blue nightshirt, Sandra to the
left in a black Wrangler T shirt with Hazel naked in between them lying
against her. Hazel's eyes were vacant and staring, her neck and breasts
covered in love bites, large dark marks and wheels made by their sucking
kisses. It made her look like a used common whore. Her arms lay trembling
weakly on the quilt, leather cuffs fastened around her wrists, small
padlocks dangling from them.
I nearly dropped the tray, I wanted to scream, what have you done to her,
what have you done to her, what have you done to my lovely wife, get away
from her. Leave her alone you fucking bitches. Yet a fear was gripping me
and I was to terrified to shout my thoughts, my hands were shaking and I
stifled a sob.
"Bring mine here." Donna's voice was loud and assertive.
With my heart in my throat, my face burning in the disgust at myself, I
brought her, hers. I was unable to stop myself from looking at my lovely
Hazel who whimpered as Sandra touched her breast possessively.
"Put it on my bedside table girl." Sandra's scornful tone made me cringe,
"Put her's here too, she can have it when we've finished."
My hand was trembling terribly as I placed the cups beside her. She
ignored me, leaning over to French-kiss my poor wife in front of me, her
fingers pulling her nipples making her quiver and mew softly as she did
so.
"We'll call you when we want you again, now go and give Mister Kohitto
his tea before it gets cold."
I couldn't believe how Donna could speak as if nothing was happening and
the circumstances of what Sandra was doing. Feeling as if I was letting
her down, I hesitantly tore myself from that evil debasement of my poor
lovely wife, I was honestly in total fear of incurring the pain of their
wrath so I left to do her bidding.
Mister Kohitto was awakening as I entered his bedroom "Your tea sir" I
mumbled, he smiled at me with an otherwise expressionless face, his eyes
deep black evil pools.
"How's my little slut this morning?"
I blushed deeply, my face showing my embarrassment and humiliation as he
laughed.
"No matter, you'll tell me soon enough slut."
I scurried through the door back down to the safety of the kitchen where
I sat sobbing in frustration trying to come to terms with my emotions.
Why wasn't I man enough to throw them out, to scream and shout for them
to go, but my head was still feeling very woolly, my body still tingling
inside, a sexual yet non-erectile buzz. Why couldn't I pull myself
together and stop it all?
After almost an hour, just when I felt that I was beginning to gain some
little control of my head, Donna appeared suddenly at the kitchen door.
"Bring some champagne and 5 glasses up to our bedroom and quick about
it."
I jumped, my heart in my throat, pounding at her surprised appearance,
then foolishly obeying almost without thinking. I fetched a bottle from
the fridge and loaded my tray before heading up the stairs, nervously
trying to stop the glasses tinkling on the tray as I walked with leaden
feet, my knuckles white as I clutched it in my shaking hands.
Getting to our, their, bedroom door, I tapped lightly.
"Come"
Donna could strike fear into me with just one word. I opened the door
awkwardly, it swung back to reveal a scene which struck fear into my
heart and made me almost drop the tray and run away.
Donna had her hateful video camera on a tripod, it was pointing at the
bed.
Hazel lay there whimpering softly, wrists shackled to the bed board, legs
fixed widely apart, she was naked except for the white head dress, the
lace veil and train which she wore at our wedding. She lay on the white
net of the train, which reached just below her hips. In sharp contrast
Sandra kneeled between her legs, she was dressed in a black rubber cat
suit which was clinging to her body, her head covered in a shining black
skin of its devil hood making her look like something inhuman and evil,
at her groin a large black dildo stood crudely erect, its head pressing
against the entrance of my poor beautiful wife's sex.
In the corner I noticed Kohitto Matto licking his lips enthralled and
excited at the sight.
"Good, put it down there by Master Kohitto." She pointed to the chest of
drawers by him.
"Now take this ring and hold it until you are told to give it ."
I stood there reluctantly taking the black ebony ring that she passed me.
It immediately felt slippery in my sweating, shaking palm as I tried to
choke back my tears.
Kohitto Matto began speaking in a clear loud voice.
"Do you Mistress Sandra take this woman as your lawful sex slave, to do
with as you wish from this day forward?"
"I do." Her voice sounded aroused, primeval guttural and aggressive.
"Do you Hazel give up all your right to your name and your freedom to
become the sex slave and toy of Mistress Sandra for ever more?"
Sandra inched her hips forward the dildo opening the lips of my wife's
pussy.
Hazel let out a little moan. "Yess," she whimpered.
"Repeat after me, I Hazel"
The dildo moved forward an inch.
Hazel whimpered a stuttering, "I Hazel"
"Take thee Mistress Sandra."
The dildo moved again.
"Ttake thee Mistress Sandra," she mewed.
"As my Lawful Wedded Mistress", "To love honour and Obey", "from this day
forward", "As long as you live"
As each phrase was said the length of the big black dildo slowly
disappeared inside my poor gorgeous wife, making her quiver and wriggle
on every inch of it as it did, gasping her trembling her replies until
the evilly black rubber clad Sandra lay on top of her crutch to crutch.
"Where is the bridesmaid, give the Mistress the ring for her slave."
Donna pushed me forward beside the bed and trembling in hate and fear,
disgusted at myself, I handed it to the black rubber clad figure, her
mask smiled at me in a mixture of triumph and scorn.
"Mistress Sandra in giving this ring you are taking possession of your
sex slave. Hazel in receiving this ring you are giving yourself to your
Mistress. Now place the ring on her finger."
Sandra leaned further forward over Hazel's body, her black shining rubber
suit sliding over Hazel's soft milky skin and she slid the ring onto
Hazel's quivering twitching finger, her hand held in place ready, by the
leather cuffs securing her wrists to the head board.
"You may now take your bride, I pronounce you Mistress and slave and let
no man or woman ever put you asunder."
Sandra crudely French-kissed Hazel then began to fuck her in front of me,
the huge black weapon taking possession of her as Hazel whimpered and
moaned her orgasm building and building.
"Congratulations Sandra well done Kohitto, let's all drink to their long
relationship" Donna was laughing gleefully.
"You will drink too Maid Leanne as witness that you have finally legally
lost your silly little wife and that I have given you to Kohitto Matta
for as long as he wishes to play with you."
The laughter grew around me and I felt small, lost and ashamed as the
tears trickled down my nose. Taking the glass that was waved rigorously
in front of my face I sipped the champagne wanting to hide, to disappear
in an alcoholic fog to ease the pain, my head was beginning to throb, the
words run, run screaming inside me, escape now, escape now. The champagne
tasted oddly bitter, but I wasn't used to such drinks so I didn't know
the difference, everything was getting loud, all around me until I
suddenly felt as if I was in a tunnel until the blackness closed about
me.
I awoke to find myself in Kohitto Matta's car, my wrists secured somehow
to my sides and a fixed seat belt holding me tightly in place. The car
swayed and bounced at speed along the country roads and I glanced across
at the driver, Kohitto Matta was expressionless as he concentrated on the
road ahead, but as I wriggled in my bondage he spoke.
"So, you are awake at last, it seems your weak little body is slow to
recover from my medicine, that makes things very interesting, it will
give me much more time to have fun with you."
I looked at the blur of passing countryside in a thoughtless daze, his
words repeating themselves inside my head until the car slowed and turned
into a narrow driveway. Travelling through a wooded valley we eventually
arrived at a large old style manor house, it was the most lonely and
remote place I could ever imagine being. We drew to a halt by the steps
leading up to the front door and Kohitto Matta got out. He came around to
my side of the car, opening my door he released me from the seat belt and
he pulled me out, my wrists still cuffed to a strap around my waist. With
his hand on my arm he walked me up to the front door and opening it, lead
me inside his home.
"Part of your time here will be doing maids duties, I am a very clean
man, eventually you will gather up the laundry which will be collected
and when cleaned, returned to the house."
Then he smiled that dark evil smile "most of the time that you are here
you will be my guinea pig."
He paused for me to digest the words in my still fuzzy head.
"I will be trying out lots of different drugs and brain programmes on
you, you see I have been waiting a long time, a very long time, to get
someone like you to play with."
His laugh was haunting, his words striking fear into my still woolly
mind.
He released my hands then, taking the belt from around my waist.
"Let's not waste time darling, you've made me so excited now, I have
decided to start on you straight away, go on up the stairs."
He pointed to the huge stairwell in the middle of the hallway, I looked
around to see if I could possibly escape, but I felt so weak and he
looked so strong, I knew I couldn't run, not yet anyway, I would have to
wait until I was stronger, until the damn drug he had given me had worn
off. With reluctance but with no other option, I tottered along in front
of him, up onto the wide landing, where he directed me to the left
following the corridor around a corner to a closed door at its end.
"Open it."
He grunted in my ear and I reached out a trembling hand to the door knob,
turning it, the door silently swung open. In the middle of the room
dominating the space was a large baby's cot, there was a pink and white
painted dressing table and some matching bedroom chairs. The walls and
ceiling too were painted a soft pink, the carpet, deep pilled and soft
matched the walls. On the dressing table and other surfaces, there were
jars of chemicals and cosmetics, dotted amongst the jars were pink flesh
like penis's, so that nowhere could you look in the room without noticing
one. On the wall next to the door was a life-size picture of Kohitto
Matta, standing completely nude, sporting a large erection, his hands
arrogantly on his hips.
He saw me glance at it.
"Just to remind you" he smiled "now get undressed, I want you wearing
that baby girl dress and in that cot now."
I must have followed his eyes and saw the most ludicrously humiliating
outfit I have ever seen, on a hanger by the wardrobe.
"Noo," I babbled, my voice thin, "you, you can't make me wear that."
I looked for a way past him. He grabbed me and in seconds he had me, weak
as I was, over his knees as he sat on the chair by the dressing table.
"Nooo, nooo, please, let me go, let me go," I begged as I squirmed, but
he held me in a grip of iron, his left arm over my back, holding me face
down.
"Please, please nooo," I whimpered as I felt him lift my dress, then pull
my panties down and I began to squirm and wriggle again as he began to
spank me with stinging smacks over my soft bare bottom.
I squeaked in shock and pain at the stinging spanking.
"Keep still, bitch or I really will hurt you" he shouted, the loudness of
his voice quietening me almost as much as the spanking and I lay there
limp sniffing back the tears he'd induced through his spanking. When he
finally stopped, I felt his now hot hand stray over my bum, and then I
became aware of him reaching for something on the dressing table.
"Stay still or you will be in a lot of pain."
He sounded like a doctor, the sharp prick made me wince as the needle
entered my cheek and he held me tight as he gave me the injection, which
seemed to take forever. When he finished, he slid me off his knees onto
the floor where I sat rubbing my bum looking up at him hating him so
much.
"I won't tolerate your disobedience, from now on I will ensure that you
obey me by administering you with my concoctions. Let me explain, I am
using a series of highly complex drugs on you, I have been waiting,
creating them for years waiting for someone to try them on. I began
working on these when I was in the far East where it is easier to get
subjects to experiment with. This is a completely innovative method of
mind-control, the different mixtures can mentally turn you into different
things. The drugs make you completely obedient, but the fun thing for me
is that you know what is happening, your mind is still aware and it will
hate what you are doing. You won't want to obey, but the exciting thing
is you won't be able to help yourself and you will just obey anyway."
He laughed hienically.
"I get so excited at seeing the brain scramble itself, I can't wait to
see you as you battle not to do what I say."
There was an evil excitement in his face as he smiled broadly before
going on.
"You will of course be permanently aroused, it is an addition I'm proud
to say I mixed in. Your arousal will increase every time you obey, every
time you do something that your brain is telling you, not to do, it will
act like a trigger."
His giggle was madness in itself.
"Now baby girl, I have developed each formulae to have its own individual
effects, and the formula I just gave you will make you behave like a five
year old girl, you will lose your vocabulary and you will only be able to
nod your head and say 'yes Daddy', you will be a five year old girl with
the sex appeal of a twenty five year old girl who is really a man."
He laughed even louder, hardly able to control himself until eventually
he said, "You are a baby girl now so take those adult clothes off and get
into your baby dress Leanne."
I looked at him, aghast, unbelieving, he was a lunatic, I hated him, I
hated him so much, there was no way I would do this, no way, he was just
crazy.
"Yes Daddy," I heard myself lisp and then to my own confusion I found
that I was unable to disobey him and began taking my clothes off as fast
as I could.
He sat there smiling from ear to ear as I put on the short, waist length
frilly pink dress, matching satin panties and frilled ankle socks. The
dress apart from making me look like a female child was also slightly see
through, allowing him to see my shape beneath it, enhancing and revealing
intimate glimpses of the rounded breasts Sandra had given me.
he told me then to be a good girl then and climb into the cot, I
struggled inside, I didn't want this, I wouldn't do it, I wouldn't, but I
didn't seem to have any choice, I just couldn't stop myself and in
seconds I was laying there looking up at him as he pulled up the side,
locking it into position.
"You will have highly sexual dreams baby, the drugs will ensure that, so
now have a nice long dreamy sleep while I sort out some fun for us
later."
He spoke with that expressionless smile of his and then he was gone.
Suddenly I felt very tired, I lay on my back, I felt exhausted, looking
up at the ceiling I saw myself on a screen which was set into the ceiling
directly above me, I contemplated myself, my eyes drooping, I looked at
my legs through half closed eyes, my peeping satin panties as I blinked
slowly, the dark hint of my nipples through the material of the dress,
she looked so sexy, I felt as if I wanted to touch her, kiss her, I was
licking my lips but I felt so tired, my eyes closed and I slipped into
the dreamlike world he had promised, fuelled by depravity and sex.
I awoke to see him standing beside the cot, I had no idea how long I had
been asleep, beside him stood a small grey haired man, his eyes gleaming
in anticipation.
"Wake up baby Leanne, here's someone who wants to play with you." And he
smiled that featureless smile of his.
I looked at the other man a chill running through me
"Come and play with Daddy, baby Leanne." His voice had a lewd edge to it,
yet was a smooth well educated lilt.
No way, I thought, no way am I getting out of here to him, but somehow I
couldn't seem to stop myself.
"Yes Daddy." I said, hating myself for saying it and as I did so a spasm
of arousal twitched inside gripping my tummy.
Kohitto Matta unlocked the side of the cot, whilst to my shock and
disgust, the grey-haired man started taking his clothes off. I knew I
didn't want to, but my head seemed to have other ideas and I slid my legs
over the side of the cot. I was weirdly feeling small and timid, Kohitto
was smiling broadly now, knowing the battle that was going on inside my
head. The man had removed his under-pants, his penis was stiff and
curved, pointing at me.
"Come here Leanne, come and give Daddy a kiss."
No, no, no, kick him, hit him then run for it, my head was screaming.
The floor suddenly seemed a long way down as I slipped off the edge of
the cot, my bare feet sinking into the deep pile of the carpet, my legs
feeling so weak I could hardly stand, suddenly I was tottering towards
him, my arms stupidly outstretched for his support.
Noo, nooo, fuck what am I doing, I've got to stop this. I was looking up
at him, his face was full of lust, I could see it in his eyes, then
before I knew it I was between his wide open legs, in his arms kissing
him, responding to him as his lewd thick tongue ravished my mouth. I
could feel his hard penis hot against my tummy, feeling like it was
burning through the material of my sheer baby dress.
His kisses and caresses grew fiercer and harder, my heart was pounding
now, my tummy tight, I felt my breath coming in short pants, my entrapped
penis throbbing wantonly in its prison.
Noo, nooo, why was I feeling like this. Suddenly I was on my knees on the
soft deep carpet his male sabre inches from my lips.
"Suck daddy baby, suck daddy nicely," I heard him hiss.
My mouth opened obediently as I felt his hand behind my head drawing me
onto him.
Inside my head was screaming even louder noo, nooo, this isn't right,
stop it, stop it, I'm not gay. I don't want this it's not me, stop, stop,
don't do it push him away.
His satin purple mushroom brushed my lips, pushing them wider apart
opening them further and further, it seemed so large I felt my lips
stretch like an elastic band around it and then he was in my mouth, in,
sliding over my tongue as I heard him sigh.
"Suck me Leanne, suck your daddy."
My own penis was throbbing and throbbing, my tummy a trembling jelly, my
heart pounding, then I suddenly found myself sucking him for all I was
worth. He slid it back and fore over my tongue against my sucking suction
which was inadvertently pulling him further and further towards the back
of my throat, I couldn't stop myself, I just couldn't, I couldn't help
it, in the end I don't even think that I knew what I was doing.
Then he stiffened, I felt it, he visibly stiffened, seemed to grow even
bigger.
"Ohh baby suck daddy deep, swallow daddy, good girl, swallow daddy."
He was pulling me closer to him, impaling me further on him, my mouth so
wide filled, that purple satin mushroom sliding into my gagging throat, I
couldn't breath, I thought I would be sick as I tried to swallow and
suddenly hot fluid was squirting down my throat and I was swallowing
earnestly to stop myself from chocking.
Somewhere I could hear him groan "Ahhhhhhh" as the last spasming jet of
his semen ejaculated deep in my throat. He pulled himself away from me
then and I gasped for oxygen as my airway reopened, his penis tasting
salty and slimy on my tongue as he withdrew it, wiping its head over my
lips, smiling at me as he did so.
"Daddy's good little slut," he murmured, worth every penny Kohitto.
My tongue went to lick off the trickle from my lips in nothing more than
a reaction to stop myself dribbling as I sat back on my haunches before
dazedly following his eyes. I looked around, Kohitto was standing there a
wicked smile on his face beside him was another man, I had not seen
before or knew existed, he was naked, his penis already erect. He too was
a Japanese man, his face emotive with lust.
"Come to Uncle, Leanne." His accent was strong and almost difficult to
understand. I hesitated, the man that is the real me in my head screaming
louder and louder, yet I couldn't shout.
"Come here you slut," the man roared and dying in my humiliation I
dropped to my hands and knees crawling over to him lisping
"Yes Uncle" to my hate and yet that terrible thundering inner arousal.
He span me round effortlessly and my panties were pulled to one side, the
gel felt cold against my puckered heat, parting my rose and squirting in
me, then I felt his hot head against my puckered still bruised hole which
seemed to open readily to him, lubricated now and stretched as I was by
Kohitto's relentless fucking the day before.
The man grabbed my hips and thrust himself deep inside me, making me
squeak and moan, with the suddenness of his entry. Slowly he withdrew
almost totally then began to pump into me with long erotic stokes and I
felt myself losing my mind, I couldn't stop, I was lost I began cumming
almost straight away. Voices were talking, I must have closed my eyes,
the man was still pumping into me, but there were other men there too, I
could hear them.
I saw them then, when I opened my unfocussed eyes, at least I thought I
saw them, was it a dream, they were all naked, all except Kohitto who was
fully dressed sitting in his chair watching.
All I know is that my head was turned and a hard cock appeared in front
of my lips and seconds later these two were rhythmically fucking me
between them, filling both my mouth and my bum.
I don't know how long it went on or how many men there were, if indeed
there were more, it just seemed a dreamlike blur separate from reality, I
just seemed to be obediently sucking or being fucked what seemed like
over and over until as someone finally withdrew from my open spasming
bum, Kohitto appeared by my side.
He held in his hand a thick pink anal plug with a wire dangling from it,
someone held me as he worked it into my sore anus leaving me feeling
uncomfortably full. I was held tighter then, pushed further down with my
head embedded into that soft pink carpet. He had a thin soft flexible
probe with another wire dangling from it, slowly he slid it up beneath
that hateful plastic prison into that tight space between my tiny trapped
penis and my body. He pulled my panties back in place over them before he
let them release me.
My chin, face, neck and dress were all wet and sticky, saturated in cum,
I felt broken and dirty totally disgusted with myself and just sat there
exhausted unable to move. Between them they lifted me back up into the
cot, where they laid me on my back. Holding my wrists they secured them
by cuffs to the bars before slamming the side back in place and dropping
the locks.
Only one man was there remaining with Kohitto now, he was bespectacled,
old and looking distinctly evil. I felt a pang of terror just looking at
him, surely they had abused me enough, surely they must let me be now.
He rolled a trolley with a medical looking electrical machine on it to
the end of the cot, then he put his hand through the bars and took the
ends of the cables running from beneath my panties, concentrating he
plugged them into his machine.
"Ready." Kohitto seemed hurried.
The man nodded.
"Switch it on low to start, put it on a two hour increasing cycle." His
words were a quiet order.
The man leaned forward switching switches, lights came on on the machine
and it buzzed into life. The plug in my bum took me by surprise, I had
felt almost like an onlooker until then, my brain seemed to be empty and
it was just like watching the television, until the plug in my bum began
to vibrate. It was so so soft at first whilst at the same time I could
detect small tickling little electric shocks beginning to tease the
underside of my poor little trapped penis, held unmovable as it was
against my body between my legs. After a few moments I found that I was
wriggling at the feelings, unable to stop myself moaning softly.
"Lucky the room is soundproofed," the evil looking old man grunted.
"No," Kohitto's voice was sharp, "I will leave the door open, I want to
hear him as he becomes emasculated, I want to hear him as he is turned
into a simpering submissive slut forever."
They left then, turning off the lights in the room, though not before
turning on a DVD film showing on the screen above me.
As the buzzing in my bum started again, the screen flickered into life
and the gay domination film began its' continual loop, the men there
seeming to be moaning, grunting and grinding all around me. My head was
spinning, I pulled to free my cuffed wrists, but I was secured tightly
and I couldn't do anything to get the taste of cum out of my mouth and
throat. The buzzing vibration was getting more each time as the machine
restarted, the electric shocks getting stronger, it was gripping my sex
in a fiercer and fiercer grip. It was teasing, encouraging, tickling,
grasping hard my limp tiny encapsulated penis.
The night was a broken barely sleeping continual cycle of brainwashing,
men moaning, strong powerful men, pulsing manhoods, long and hard and
then there I was moving with them.
The buzzing sometimes harsh in my ass and sometimes gentle, the gripping
shocks sometimes a teasing tingle and sometimes a terrible stabbing pain
travelling right into my baby penis each time forcing an ever smaller
ejaculation, a little forced dry dribble from my aching testes imprisoned
as they were inside my own body.
Each dribble removed another part of my maleness, each one forcibly
ridding my body of its remaining masculine hormones. The shocks stabbed
again and again and I moaned with a high pitched quivering feminine
squeal.
The cocks pulsing around my head.
"Fuck me, oh fuck me," I found myself screaming and then it would stop
until that gentle buzz would begin again ten minutes later as each time
my nerves relaxed their grip on me for those blissful minutes.
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