Chapter Ten
“Before I carry on Dave, do you mind having a quick look at my bottom, I’m sure I have some marks on it and they are starting to hurt a little. I have some soothing cream in my bag and if you hadn’t of been such a lying twat recently, I would have let you rub some on for me, but I’m sticking to my word and your not touching me for the rest of this holiday, but you can reach over and get me the pot of cream”
I reached over and found the cream she wanted, she turned around pulled up her night dress, she wasn’t wearing any knickers! Blood hell, there was quite a mess on her arse, Charles had really gone to work on it. Earlier I had seen some marks and bruises on her tits but her bum cheeks were black and blue, I got really worried when I saw the state of her posterior. What the hell had I got her mixed up in, was Charles some kind of sadist.
“Bloody hell Rachel your arse is in one hell of a state, what on earth did he do to you, it looks like he had been beating you with a cricket bat.”
“Charles didn’t hit me with anything Dave he didn’t cause the damage.”
WTF I thought to myself well if not him then who, I tried to remember if that nasty little fucker of a bar man that I don’t like left the bar at anytime while Rachel was with Charles. I couldn’t actually remember, I was so worked up with what might be going on in our room I wasn’t paying that much attention. He had a young girl helping him behind the bar I remember that, so it was certainly possible he has slipped away and given my wifes arse a good caning.
“Well, if it wasn’t Charles was it that pervy little bar tender who can’t keep his eyes off your arse then Rachel.”
“No it wasn’t him either Dave, although Charles has promised him first dibs at taking my anal virginity tonight. They both often share the women they pick up, was there a young girl working in the bar last night, if so she is the bar mans fuck slut. She is not quite as young as she looks, Charles thinks she is either 23 or 24, and very submissive. Both he and the bar man often use her if they can’t find anything better to play with.”
I personally thought the young bar girl was a little cracker, a lovely slim figure and very pretty not sure it would be easy to find many better looking than her but perhaps Charles was referring to something other than appearance when he said better.
I have to admit at this point I was extremely confused, if it wasn’t Charles or the perverted bar tender that punished Rachels arse then who on earth could have done it. Was there yet another guy that Charles had let loose on my wife.
Rachel could see the confusion on my face and put me out of my misery but explaining what happened.
“Charles did not actually carry out any physical harm, but he was responsible for it, he was the one that gave the directions and instructions.”
“Gave the instructions to who Rachel, there was only you and him in the room wasn’t there?”
“Yes, and so even someone as dumb as you should be able to work out who actually carried out the instructions.”
I stared blankly at my wife, I still didn’t get it, then slowly it began to dawn on me, I have no idea why but an old quote from Arthur Conan Doyle came to mind.
‘When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.’
Rachel must have inflicted the damage to herself, she could tell that I had finally worked it out.
“Yes Dave, I pinched and squeezed my own arse cheeks and also spanked myself with one of your slippers, I also pinched slapped and bit my own tits, and all because Charles my master told me to. He wanted to see how far I was willing to obey his instructions.”
Jesus H Christ I had to be dreaming, my wife would never do something like this, there was no way this could be happening for real. I tried to say something but nothing came out, for once I was speechless. I could not understand why Rachel would harm herself in this way just because Charles told her to.
Finally, after quite a pause I managed to blurt out,
“Had he given you something, a tablet or special drink or similar that allowed him to take over you mind and control you.”
“No Dave, I was in perfect control of my own behavior I did it because I wanted to do it, I wanted to please him and to demonstrate to him I was willing to do whatever he asked of me. Anyway, we have got a bit ahead of ourselves and the physical punishment comes a bit later on in the story so shall I carry on from when I was standing in front of him in clad only in my underwear and my high heel shoes.”
I nodded my acceptance and indicated she was to continue with the tale.
“He told me that he was almost certain I was a very unusual submissive, most people take many sessions with their dom before they can really let themselves go and obey almost any instruction, he felt I was at that stage already on their very first time together. He went on to say he had only ever found one other lady that had those traits.”
I wondered out aloud what had happened to that woman but Rachel didn’t know as Charles hadn’t given any more details about her.
Charles had then asked her how much more of herself she wanted to display to him and she had replied she would show him anything he wanted her to.
He had then made her beg to be allowed to take off her bra and lay bare her breasts for his perusal.
“You begged to be allowed to show him your tits?” I enquired incredulously.
“You weren’t there Dave, you don’t understand what it was like, I have never been so turned on in my life, at that moment I would have done anything he wanted of me.”
Shit, I thought to myself I wonder if it’s possible for someone like me to learn how to have that control over a woman, would Charles teach me if I asked, perhaps if I paid him for his time. Mind you I suspect he’s considerably wealthier than I am so I doubt I could afford to pay what he would require. I also suspected people are born with this type of skill, it’s not something you can acquire with a little practice.
“I can tell what your thinking Dave your so transparent, don’t be getting ideas above your station, no you will never have that kind of control over me or any other woman you don’t have it in you very few men do. Charles certainly does, and by all accounts that bar tender you so detest also has it, and I will certainly be finding out tonight if he’s the real deal when I surrender my arse to him.”
I really didn’t like the sound of the bar tender taking my wifes anal virginity, idealy I would have liked to have had it but if it wasn’t me then I would have preferred it was Charles. I suspect he probably thought his cock was too big for Rachel to cope with for her first time, the skinny little bar tender probably has a smaller dick than mine.
“I pleaded with my master to be permitted to display my tits to him, he nodded his consent and I slowly removed my bra using that technique that strippers do the world over, then threw the garment to the floor. I then stood just a couple of feet away from him, my tits covered in goose bumps, my nipples standing to attention, don’t think I have ever seen them so erect. They were so hard they were actually giving me pain there was so much blood being pumped to the teats.”
God, I wish I had been there I was visioning her standing before him, her breasts thrust out in front of her, nipples as hard as granite patiently waiting for his approval and next instruction. Shit Charles had almost God like powers, if the universe is truly infinite as some scientists now believe, then on another earth an impossibly large amount of light years away, I would be ordering Charles’ wife around, problem is this version of me will never have any knowledge of it.
“He asked me if I would like him to play with them, to feel them and kiss them, to squeeze and suck them, to bite my nipples and suckle them like a new born baby.”
I was about to ask did you, then realized it would be a daft thing to question her about because of course she did.
“I begged him to play with my breasts to feel them as much as he wanted, to pinch and slap them if he wished, to suck and bite them as much as he liked. I told him my tits were his to do whatever he wanted with.”
My wife now paused in her narration, and looked down at the bed clothes with a very embarrassed look upon her face.
“What’s the matter Rach please don’t stop now your just starting to get to the really exciting bits.”
Fuck, my big fucking mouth, why are men so bloody insensitive, as the words were coming out of my mouth I regrated them. I should have known it was hard for Rachel to relive last nights experience but it was something she felt she needed to do. The last thing she wanted was a prat like me wanting to hear all about the juicy parts so I could get my rocks off.
Fortunately, she ignored me then explained why she paused.
“This bit is really hard for me Dave, you are going to find it very difficult to understand what I did next and I don’t understand it either but this is where things start to get really strange, or should I say stranger after all things are kind of weird up till now aren’t they.”
I nodded my agreement and indicated for her to carry on.
“He asked me if I really meant that my tits belonged to him to do anything he wanted with. I told him absolutely they were, he then surprised me and told me if I was his willing dirty and perverted slut and he was my master then I needed to punish my tits to demonstrate my sincerity.”
I couldn’t help myself, even though I had deliberately avoided touching my engorged penis so as not to cum, when I heard my wife use the terms dirty and perverted slut, I couldn’t help it I had an enormous orgasm. I think it was one of the strongest if not the strongest I have ever had, I shot four thick ropes of cum which is three more than I usually manage. Unfortunately, one of the ropes landed on Rachels thigh.
I didn’t need to be told, I immediately lent over and licked it off her leg in double quick time, she seemed impressed.
“Thanks Dave, you’ve really taken well to your cuck role, I think you’re a natural, would you have still licked it off if it had been someone elses’ seed?”
I wasn’t sure where she was going with this line of questioning but I had a good idea, I decided to play it cool and just shrugged.
“What about if the cum was not on my leg but somewhere else, perhaps somewhere more intimate, would you still do your clean up job?”
I decided to stop playing her little games.
“What you want to know Rach is, would I be willing to lick out another mans cum from your pussy if you come in with a cunt full of his seed, is that right?”
“Well, I wouldn’t have put it quite so crudely Dave, but in essence yes that is what I want to know, but before you answer, can I tell you what Charles said about you.”
“Go on.”
“He said, if I was to return to our room tonight, with my pussy and arse hole full of his and the bar tenders cum, you would be certain to lick it all out of my used holes if I asked you to. Do you think he is right?”
“God Rach, what is happening to the pair of us, I didn’t think things would go this far.”
She looked me right in the eye and said
“Answer me Dave, would you lap up their cum from inside me.”
I had to look away I couldn’t maintain our eye contact I was so embarrassed, I muttered something which she didn’t catch. She asked
“Speak up damn it Dave what did you say?”
I admitted that yes I probably would clean up their cum from her holes with my mouth if she asked me to do so.
“Wow Charles was right, he said you were a cum loving cuck who was made for cleaning up his wifes messy holes when she had been entertaining real men.”
I felt totally humiliated and demeaned but damn it guys, my cock was starting to recover and harden once again even after that enormous orgasm I had just had.
Rachel noticed my little fella starting to wake up and commented.
“Look at your little clit Dave it’s starting to get all excited at the thought of all that lovely thick real mans’ potent cum sliding down your cucky throat.”
Bloody hell Rachel was really getting into the role of a hot wife, she knew just how to pull my strings and get me all hot and bothered.
I decided I needed to change the subject very quickly and asked her what happened next with Charles.
“Charles told me to pull really hard on my nipples and to offer them up to his mouth, he kissed each one gently, then told me to really punish my boobs. I began squeezing and slapping them really hard. He told me to wet my fingers and really pinch them, the effect produced a similar result to love bites. He then passed me one of your carpet slippers that you insist on taking with you when we go on holiday, and told me to hold up each tit with my left hand and then to beat it as hard as I could manage with the slipper held in my right hand.”
“How did it make you feel as you were abusing yourself in this way just because he told you to Rach?”
“This is the really strange thing Dave, and I can’t begin to understand it but I felt amazing, yes it was extremely painful and I didn’t go easy on my tits I was putting in as much force into the blows as I could manage but I was loving every minute of it. I have to be honest with you after about the fourth or fifth blow on my tits with the slipper I had an almighty orgasm. I think for the first time ever I actually squirted a little and Charles had to grab hold of me to stop me falling over, my legs simply lost their capacity to hold me upright.”
“Bloody hell Rach this is incredible, I think I would give up a testicle to be permitted to watch you obeying Charles’ demand and beating your breasts because he commanded it.”
“Wait until you hear what he made me do to my arse Dave, I think you would give up your second ball if you were allowed to view that.”
In the next chapter find out what my wife put her own arse through to comply with her masters instructions.
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