The Farmer Gets A Wife, Chapter 2, Discipline Training free porn video

DAY 2 BILLY. The first thing that I noticed as my eyes slowly started to open was the light hanging from the ceiling and that I felt a little bit cold. As I stated to come around I tried to gather senses, where was I? What was going on? It was only when I became a little more conscious that I remembered. I was at that guy that had given me a lifts house, we had got stoned, then, oh my god, it came back to me, I had given him a blowjob. In horror at the thought I sat up and took in my surroundings. I didn't recognise this room as it obviously wasn't the room where I had been pretty much forced to perform that shameful and embarrassing act. My head felt a little heavy and a bit crusty; a feeling that I recognised, the hangover from too much good weed the night before; so my thoughts were a little slower to materialise than normal. I was sat on a large double bed; I looked down to see that not only was I naked but that there were no covers on the bed just a white bedspread on the mattress. Obviously I must have fallen asleep and he 'thoughtfully' put me in a spare room. "Fucking hell," I said to myself aloud. "The inconsiderate bastard couldn't even be bothered to put a quilt over me." It was then that I noticed that I could feel something around my neck, not tight but something never the less. It felt like a leather collar of some thought, how the hell did that get there? As I ran my fingers around its circumference there was a clinking sound. "FUCKING HELL," I shrieked in realisation. Attached to the collar was a thick chain; quickly turning around I saw that the other end was padlocked to the iron bedstead. My eyes followed the length of the chain to see it pooled up on the floor beside the bed. I had some movement at least; I wasn't restricted completely to the bed. My mind raced what the fuck? It must have been him, why had he done this? Where was the bastard now? I got up of the bed to see how far the chain would allow and to explore. The chain must have been about twelve feet in length; I tested the padlock on the bedstead and where it was attached to my collar to see if I could get it off, no such luck; nor could I remove the collar itself. There was some furniture in there, the usual bedroom stuff but I couldn't reach any of it due to the chain. There was a huge widescreen TV again out of reach; as was the large, heavy looking wooded door. Off to the side of the bedroom was a small bathroom area, it was technically a separate room only the door had been removed. Fortunately the chain was long enough to allow me to reach the bathroom. I desperately needed to pee and after doing so I used the sink to splash some cold water on my face and have a drink of cold refreshing water. As I returned to the bedroom I noticed that there were no windows, only a skylight that I could see had bars above it; this was obviously a basement, I shuddered, there was no way out except through the door. . For the want of any better idea I got back on the bed and waited; sitting up with my back against the bedstead, my knees pulled up, my head down and my hands over my head in defensive posture. It wasn't very long before I heard creaking coming from the other side of the wooded door, like someone walking downstairs; then the door opened and he appeared carrying a sports bag which he placed near the door. "GET UP SISSY," he boomed, but I wasn't having it; I was scared but I was angry. "No, fuck off you bastard," I screamed. "Unfasten this chain right now and let me go." "In fact you can give me a lift to the city like you promised," I added, getting braver and more defiant. SLAP, he closed the gap to the bed in a flash and stuck me with his open hand across my face. I reeled in shock and pain, my bravery and defiance instantly evaporating. "NOW DO AS YOU'RE TOLD AND FUCKING GET UP SISSY," he snapped again. He grabbed my hair with one hand and my leg with the other and pulled me towards the edge of the bed. With a firm yank of my hair and a slap across my thighs he pulled me off the bed and held my upright by the collar. "You will learn to do as you are told sissy." This time he hissed rather than shouted. I was angry but I was also petrified, I had so many questions, standing there naked my hands covering my cock and why did he keep calling me sissy? "What do you want?" "Why won't you unfasten this chain?" I demanded. SLAP, I was silenced by another open-handed casual slap. "THE SISSY WILL ONLY SPEAK WHEN IT IS SPOKEN TO," the bastard roared again. "DOES THE SISSY UNDERSTAND? NOD YOUR HEAD IF YOU DO?" His voice was getting angrier. I nervously nodded my head. I didn't want to make him lose his temper completely; he was a big guy, possibly twice my weight and almost a foot taller than me. He let go of me and took a couple of steps back. "You have two rules to remember sissy if you don't want another slap. Number one, always do as I tell you, when I tell you and number two, don't speak unless I ask you something; understand?" I wasn't sure whether it would be advisable to verbally answer him so I erred on the side of caution and just nodded my head in submission. JOHN. Shock and awe was the order of the day, I needed to overcome any silly ideas of resistance she may hopelessly entertain from the moment I entered the room. I had seen her movements on my surveillance monitor and knew she was awake. It was best to leave her for a while, let her use the bathroom, get her head together a bit before I made my appearance. I finished my lunch and checked my watch, it was nearly 1pm; I had allowed her a good night's sleep, she was gonna need it! I packed a couple of items into a bag; things that I had purchased online to use on my wife. It was when she was working my cock with her mouth like a cheap whore that I had made the momentous decision to keep the sissy; I knew that doing so entailed some risk. But on reflection I came to the conclusion that no-one would miss her, my location in the hills was so remote that once the winter snows arrived no-one would be anywhere near, which also meant that her escape was unlikely and the simple fact that she was just too perfect to let go. There was also the risk that she may report my activities last and the last thing I wanted was the police round here. There was another option and even though I have always been involved in the criminal world, killing her and burying her body out in the hills was not my forte; that's not to say that I wouldn't let her think that I would! She would make the perfect company for the winter, the perfect entertainment and I could control her in a way that I never could with my wife or any other real woman. But first I had to break her, train her, and mould her into the perfect little play pet. The best way to do that would be to give her a taste of what the consequences would be if she doesn't fall into line and learn her place and new role here; so shock and awe it is, scare the shit out of her. I slapped her and I shouted at her, called her what she is, SISSY; no more Billy, just sissy or anything else that I cared to call her. She was always gonna be full of questions so I had to get her attention quickly, had to make her focus on the task in hand so I quickly told her the first of the many rules that she would have to learn, DO AS YOU'RE TOLD AND SHUT THE FUCK UP! But she still had to blubber out one last comment with the tears starting to form in her eyes. "Why do you keep calling me sissy, I'm not a sissy." Priceless, stupid cunt I thought aloud and laughed in scornful derision. "Who do you think you're kidding you dumb cunt? You were down on your knees sucking a REAL MANS cock for over an hour last night." "You still have a belly full of my spunk to prove it; you're a sissy alright." "And look at that little cock, more like a bitch's clitty than a real mans cock, especially now." I pointed down to where I had shaved her pubic area last night whilst she was asleep. I had left a little Brazilian strip above her clit; she was so naturally smooth everywhere else I hadn't needed to shave any more on her body. She stood before me with her head bowed in submission, her feet together and her hands at her side as instructed. Oh my winter was going to be so much more fun now; I had someone that I could humiliate and control someone to do the chores, someone to entertain me on the long winter nights. It was time to move things up a notch, time to humiliate her and show her just what she was gonna be for me; time to make her wear a symbol of her low ranking role as a bitch. "Be a good girl and put these on sissy," I said with ironic politeness. BILLY. Maybe he was right, if I had been tougher and stronger I wouldn't have submitted to last night's ordeal; maybe I would put more of a fight now? But the truth is I was too overwhelmed by his threatening approach that I just didn't have much fight in me! There was some initial resistance when he produced his next little prop though. "I AM NOT PUTTING THOSE ON," I cried in desperation as he pulled out of his pocket a very flimsy looking pair of women's frilly knickers in bright pink; obviously his ex-wife's, and ordered in a cold steely voice. "The sissy will put on her pretty little, frilly panties, like a good girl." He laughed and went to his sports bag returning with what looked like some kind of riding crop; he repeated. "The sissy will put on her pretty little, frilly panties, like a good girl." I was just about to shake my head when he hit me with the crop across my thigh, as I yelped and moved my hands down to protect my thigh he hit me again across my other thigh. I made the mistake of trying to turn my body to shield myself and exposed my rump; which he promptly hit. "The sissy will put on her pretty little, frilly panties, like a good girl," He hissed again. Defeated I reached for the panties just as the last whack hit my calves; but he wasn't finished, he wanted to humiliate verbally as well. "As the sissy is putting on her panties the sissy will say out loud; sissy is putting on her pretty little frilly panties like a good girl." My hands were shaking as I pulled the panties up my legs and repeated back his humiliating phrase. As I straightened the panties my mind raced, this man was mad, what did he want, how long would he keep me here and my most pressing worry, just what was he gonna do to me? "There's a good little girl, don't you look pretty now sissy?" he said as his eyes surveyed my body. "Your tiny useless little clitty looks better covered up in girly knickers. It even looks more like a girls juicy cunt-lips than a cock." "You're a sissy and a sissy should always wear sissy panties to remind her of her place; so get used to the feel of that flimsy material around your ass." I looked at him my eyes imploring him trying to understand him, trying to think just what I had to do to get out of here in one piece. "Once you've sucked a man's cock and swallowed his cum you are a sissy." All I could do was stare blankly at the ground, what could I do? I numbly obeyed as he told me to hold my arms out in front of me palms up. I looked up as he slipped a two inch wide black leather cuff with padded lining around my wrist. "P-p-please no," I protested; only to receive a hard slap on my rear with his hand. He repeated the procedure on my other wrist and joined them together with a thick chain about twelve inches long. "You have to learn your place around here sissy and today is gonna be the first and probably from your perspective, the worst of the days ahead." "But it is the only way that you will learn the respect needed for your new role sissy." He unfastened the chain from my collar and led me by the chain between my wrists towards the centre of the room. It was then that I noticed the hook in the wooded ceiling beam directly above my head and I knew why he brought me to this point. Just as I managed to blurt out; "NO, please don't, you don't have to do this." My arms were yanked up and the chain was attached to the hook pulling me right up onto the balls of my feet. Fortunately the thick padding on the cuffs meant that it wasn't too painful on my wrists. "Well well what a pretty little sissy girl you look; all pretty in her pink frilly knickers." As humiliating as his words were his next words were far more menacing. "You've got a lot to learn my little sissy, today is gonna be a very long painful day." He slapped my panty-clad ass then walked over to retrieve his bag placing it near my feet. He took out another set of cuffs which he attached to my ankles connecting them with a two foot heavy chain which restricted my leg movements. Next he picked up the crop and moved right in front of me, he grabbed my face with one hand and with the other grabbed my soft smooth cock and balls through my knickers. "You are a worthless cunt," he spat in my face. "You are a runaway, no family, no friends, no one to miss you and you're a fucking long way from home." 'You have no worth to anybody on this planet except what limited worth you are to me; DO YOU UNDERSTAND SISSY." With that he hit me square across the front of my thighs with the crop, ignoring my squeal he continued. "You are gonna learn how to be of worth to me sissy; it will be painful and there will be a lot of tears; yours I must add," he laughed. "I have a long lonely boring winter up here sissy but this year I am going to have you as company; so you can forget the city, you're going no- where for the foreseeable future." Even though I had had a stressful time so far I still wasn't prepared for this, I started to plead but he just held his finger to my lips and went. "Hush little bitch, you will be grateful to me for giving your worthless life some meaning." "You will learn to devote your life to serving and pleasing me sissy and if you don't, well; I can easily feed you to my dogs and bury your bones somewhere out there on a big, bleak, lonely hillside somewhere." Now I knew that I was in trouble, this was not something that I would be walking away from n the next twenty four hours. I decided that it was best to co-operate with this mad bastard until I could see a chance to escape. Little did I know that the time for escaped was long passed; that had gone the minute that I'd accepted his offer of a lift. "To teach you how to be a good little sissy girl then first I am going to have to show you the price of any reluctance or disobedience." "This will be probably the worst day of your life sissy but it is essential for your training and afterwards you will be grateful to me for your lesson; like a good little girl." I broke down and starting sobbing, my knees went weak and I dangled from the manacles, fortunately the padding stopped them from chaffing my wrists too much. JOHN. She looked so pretty hanging there from the ceiling in her pink frilly knickers; her body so smooth and longish hair, so vulnerable, so feminine. She had to learn today the punishment for displeasing me. She was to be my wife and she must learn how to be a good little wife. The memory of today and the threat of another day like this should keep her in line; it was a harsh but needed lesson and crucial to my training of her. I decided to start her off light, get her body warmed up for the day's fun; I selected the flogger. "The sissy will learn what she is, she will repeat back everything that I say to you." Her eyes widened in fear as she saw me approaching with the multi- stranded leather flogger. It wouldn't hurt her too much but it would certainly sting enough to get her attention. I started to work her, first across the back of her thighs. "Owww, please no," she sobbed; only to be reminded of rule number two, shut the fuck up. "You can scream all you want to down hear sissy, no-one will hear you and you will scream today I can promise you that." I whacked her again, her thighs, her ass, her calves, her back, her front; all over her, alternating them so that she would not know where the next one would strike; I started my training mantra with her, reminding her to repeat back what I say verbatim. "You are a sissy now and you will answer to the name sissy until I decide otherwise." "Now what are you?" "I-I-I am a sissy now and I will answer to the name sissy until you decide otherwise," she stammered. "Good start sissy and you can call me SIR from now on, DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND SISSY?," I added with another blow. "Yes SIR," she dutifully replied, Her body was turning red from the stinging blows and she danced on her chain like a well operated puppet. I moved up to my next toy, a thin, extendable, steel implement; very much like a car aerial. I gripped her clitty and pussy-lips through her panties and hissed. "What are these sissy." She winced in shock and pain. "It is my clitty and my pussy-lips SIR," she squealed with a sharp intake of breath; she was learning. I removed my hand and started to warm her up to her new torment. I began hitting her at random about her exposed defenceless body; only this time giving her the occasional stroke across her genitals. It only made me laugh to hear her pathetic pleading and sobs; she was not going to EVER want to repeat a day like today, it would live on in her memory forever. After an hour of this punishment I could tell that she needed a break so I left her hanging there whilst I went upstairs and made myself a nice cup of tea and a joint. On returning to the basement fifteen minutes later I could tell that she was ready for the next lesson. "Oh please SIR, no more; sissy will be a good little girl; please don't hurt me SIR," her eyes imploring me for mercy as she pleaded. There would be none of course, no mercy for sissy anymore; I silenced her with a back-hander across her stupid face. "You don't learn sissy; a sissy only speaks when spoken to or when she is sucking cock." "You will learn to obey; YOU BELONG TO ME NOW SISSY." Her body heaved and her breath grew quicker as she saw me removing from my bag a pair of steel nipple clamps, a thin chain and a couple of solid steel balls with clips attached. "Now sissy will show her new owner how she keeps her mouth wide open without any silly chat." BILLY "OH MY GOD." I screamed as he attached the metal nipple clamp to my already sore left nipple; he had already brutally caught them with his flogger and that horrible car-aerial looking thing. The pain ripped through me, almost making me forget about the pain that I had already endured. The tears streamed down my face as he attached the second one and held the connecting chain up before my eyes before cruelly dropping it. "ARGGHHH PLEASE SIR NO." I screamed again as gravity did its work and the clamps bit down on my nipples. "Scream all you want sissy, it just turns me on more bitch," he laughed. "You will learn to fear and respect me sissy; I am a real man, you are just a dumb sissy bitch now." With that he attached the two heavy metal balls to the nipple-clamps chain causing me to open my mouth in shock and anguish. He grabbed my throat with one hand and forced three fingers of his other hand into my mouth. "Sissy will learn how to keep her mouth wide open for her man," He growled in my ear as he pushed them further towards my tonsils. "Sissy will learn how to how to swallow my cock like a good whore without chocking; too much," he added with another of his menacing sneers. I felt my panties being pulled up at the back, bunching the flimsy material in to the crack of my bottom; his hand brushed against my now exposed buttocks. "Mmmm, lovely ass sissy." This time his voice was softer. He left me hanging there in agony for what felt like an age but I suppose in reality was no longer than fifteen minutes before he returned brandishing his riding crop. The first stoke across my bare bottom felt like my whole ass was on fire; all that I could do was grit my teeth and cry. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, the crop beat me relentlessly; each stroke made my body buckle and therefore making the weights attached to my nipples swing from side to side. The agony was unbearable but this fucking mad bastard, this fucking deranged sociopath was enjoying every minute. Eventually he tired of this game and removed the clamps; after all the abuse that my nipples had suffered the removal of clamps was the last torture. I screamed in despair as he removed them and squeezed my nipples with his finger and thumb; the blood returning to them set off yet more bursts of agony. I was left to hang there for god knows how long, maybe an hour; it was hard to tell my world had become a timeless blur. There was no way of knowing how long this torture had been going on for; I guessed that it must have been about lunchtime when it started but I couldn't be sure what time it was now. The sadistic bastard had saved his most evil toy until last; although at first I had no idea what it was when he first brandished it in front of my downcast face. It just looked like small wand at first and it was only when he clicked a little switch on the side and sparks jumped out of the tip that I realised that it was some kind of electric shock device. I tried to speak, to beg him, to plead with him but my mouth was so dry that I barely made an audible sound. It was almost like I could hear someone else screaming in the background as he casually touched the tip against my thighs, my ass, my nipples and various other parts of my body sending painful waves of electricity through my body. I was so beaten, so vulnerable, so mentally broken by his sadistic attentions that I was blindly mumbling back his commands to me. At that moment I would have promised anything as I admitted that I really was a girl, that I had never been male, that I was inferior to him and would obey him like a good girl. He was using the crop with one hand and the electro-wand with the other, making me dance and squirm in my bonds. I must have blanked out for a short time as the next thing I knew I was back on the bed facedown, my hands were fixed by chains to the metal bedstead and my still chained legs were held down by the weight of his body. "Wake up sissy. We haven't finished yet bitch. This is gonna be a lesson that you will not forget and one that we can repeat every day until you have learnt it." He held up my feet and began to hit them across the soles with the thin steel cane; the pain was unbearable. "If I have to bring you back down here for a refresher course bitch then I really go to town on your little feet." ," But I will go easy on you this time, your feet need to be in good shape for tomorrow," He added; a statement that begged the question that I dare not ask; tomorrow? "DO YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE SISSY," he boomed, to which I immediately responded. "Yes SIR." "WILL YOU OBEY ME INSTANTLY SISSY," He roared again, getting the same instant, frightened response from me. "Yes SIR." He stood up beside the bed and continued. "The be a good girl and raise your sweet little ass up in the air for lessons." "If you keep your butt up and keep still while I punish you then it will not be as severe as it will be if you don't." I clenched my fists in my bonds and reluctantly raised my buttocks up off the bed; I knew what was coming and I also knew that I was completely powerless to prevent it. This man had me under his complete control; I didn't even know where I was even if I could somehow escape this room, I was at his mercy! As much as he beat me I didn't dare defy him, I kept me buttocks raised and endured his repeated strokes. He was a strong man and as much as these strokes hurt me I knew that he would be able to do a lot worse if he wanted. It was pointless begging or pleading with this man; he had already shown me that those things only excited him more. The only thing to do was to sob quietly to myself and resolve myself to do whatever was necessary to survive this. JOHN It had been a wonderful evening, she was beaten and sobbing, her slim, smooth, pale little body covered in bright red marks from the various tools that I had used on her. They weren't as bad as they looked; most of them would have faded in three or four days. Her ordeal had been going since 1pm and it was now almost midnight; time for the main event. Watching her plead, beg and sob and hearing her repeat back her sissy lessons like a good girl had given my quite a hard-on. In fact it had been bulging away for many hours and I desperately needed to empty my balls. Her pretty little mouth was gonna receive some attention and another load of my superior alpha-male cum. The more spunk that a sissy has in her belly the more of a needy little sissy she becomes. This time though it was not going to a blowjob like last time; last time she had had some freedom of choice and I had been reasonably gentle with her. Alright I had held her head and forced her down but that is only what any man would do with a bitch; it comes with the territory for a woman! I released her from the bed although I left her cuffs on I removed the connecting chain; also removing her ankle chains. After giving her sore, red ass another slap I got up off the bed and ordered her, "Over here now sissy." I pointed to a spot on the floor beneath the ceiling hook. "On your knees like a good girl." She numbly responded she was beaten now; she knelt before me. I fastened her wrist-cuffs to a spreader bar; stretching her arms about three feet apart. The bar was then attached by chains to the ceiling hook pulling her up on her knees. I fastened her ankles together with a much shorter chain so that she would be unable to stand up. "Look at me sissy." She looked up from her bound kneeling position, her head just at the right height for my imminent assault. Last time she had 'given' me a blow-job; this time she was gonna learn what a real man wants. A nice willing blow-job off your wife or girlfriend is nice but there are times when a man just wants to fuck a bitch's mouth and not give a fuck about how she feels about it. And this is one of those times! "OPEN YOUR FUCKING WORTHLESS COCK-SUCKING MOUTH BITCH," I shouted. "And look at me you cunt," I hissed as I removed my trousers and shorts. "You will keep your fucking mouth open at all times sissy or I will put the nipple clamps and weights back on you." "Now get to work." I gave her a big hit of poppers then maliciously gave her a little encouragement with electric wand. The shock as it hit her nipple did the trick; she opened her mouth and eyes as wide as she could. She took the first three inches of my cock before she had even realised that it was happening; her eyes bulged in fear. I slapped her face and said. "I am not fucking kidding you bitch; this is for real, now learn how to please a man you sissy slut." There was not going to be any mercy tonight; she was gonna get it rough. I forced my cock deeper and deeper into her throat; brutally raping her mouth. I didn't give a fuck about her; her mouth was just a hole for me to fuck. Her thick saliva oozed from her mouth as she chocked and gagged, coating my cock in a lubricating slime; allowing me to push further into her throat. It didn't take long before I felt the familiar feel of my sperm starting to build up in my balls. "Oh you fucking dirty little whore; you are a fucking natural cock- sucker." "I am gonna come in your pretty little mouth sissy and you're not gonna spill a drop; you're gonna swallow it all like a good little sissy." Fuck, it felt so good as I ejaculated deep in her throat; her eyes widened, her cheeks bulged and the tears flowed down her cheeks. She looked up at me like a broken little Barbie doll as I continued to pump out my load into her mouth; she could not help but to allow a little to leak out of the corner of her mouth. "Swallow sissy, swallow it all, take your man's semen down into your girly tummy." "There's a good girl." I patted her head. "Time for bed." I unfastened her and watched as she crawled to the bed and curled up on it sobbing. Before I left her I removed the leather cuffs from her ankles and wrists and chained back to the bedstead with the collar and chain. She hardly moved the whole time that I was doing this; she was in pain and god knows just what was going through her head? Later on I would give her a sedative so she could sleep and be ready for tomorrow's events but for now, I wanted her to have an hour on her own with her thoughts!