Both Carter and Georgia felt that it was necessary for them to communicate their needs to one another. Strangely enough, Georgia seemed to have far more needs than Carter. Carter did have one overpowering need however and that was to please Georgia. And because Georgia’s biggest need was to have as many extra-large cocks as she could get, Carter agreed to help recruit them for her. Although he always cried when he watched his wife with other men that also filled another of Georgia’s needs.
It was about nine months later that their baby daughter was born. The named her Evilanna. She bore a remarkable resemblance to her mother except for the black piercing eyes. It was also amazing that she started walking when she was but 3 months old. Her doctors said that was the youngest they had ever encountered and they were more amazed when she was speaking fluently by the time she was four months old. “And most people were very surprised when her first words were, “Do it, daddy, do it right now!”
Carter always obeyed his daughter’s commands although he wondered by what miracle she might have been born since he had a vasectomy shortly after his marriage to Georgia.
And Luther seems to be exceptionally proud of the little girl and can’t wait for her to grow up so he can spend quality time with her.
Carter had awoken early in anticipation of a full day of cleaning and shopping. Because his skin was still tender from the debilitating cream he found one of Georgia’s satin nightgowns and slipped it on. It felt so cool and wonderful against his skin and he wrote himself a mental note to try and find one of his own. He still remembered Georgia’s instructions but they seemed kind of foggy and far away. Since the compulsions were not as overwhelming as they had been in the past, he made his way to the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. He did tidy up a little while he waited for it to perk but he did not feel guilty when he poured a cup and sat down to enjoy it. Holding the cup under his nose, he inhaled the wonderful aroma and he could almost feel the caffeine being absorbs by his nasal passages and being carried into his lungs. The only things that could make this moment better, he thought would be if Georgia was here and perhaps a cigarette to share with her. He thought it odd that the thought of a cigarette had permeated his mind. He had not smoked in years and he thought that the desire had completely left him, but he knew that if he had a pack right now, he would be withdrawing a stick from the package and putting it between his lips.
He suddenly felt very much alone and he reached for his phone to send his wife a text. He asked her when she was coming home. He told her he missed her and that he would be willing to do everything she asked if she would just come and hold him for a few minutes each day. He actually was surprised when his phone signaled an incoming message before his had hardly had time to reach her. His heart melted with happiness as he read her words of encouragement. “I will be home soon and we will work everything out. Remember that I love you and keep your head up. By the way, I love seeing you in my robe.”
Carter felt a large amount of relief wash over him. Georgia was coming home and she had declared that everything would be okay. But now he was unsure of exactly what he was supposed to do while he waited. Just last evening she had ordered him to go shopping for lingerie, but did that order still hold true? And although his compulsion from cleaning seemed to be lifted, did that mean that he did not have to clean at all? He decided to get dressed in his normal casual clothes and then check the house to see what needed to be done. He almost wished that Georgia had given him specific instructions, as then everything would be clear to him.
The next few hours went slowly as Carter tried to find enough to keep himself busy but finally he heard the car pull into the drive and he rushed to the front door to greet his wife. She was all smiles as she came up the walk. She opened her arms in invitation and he gladly slipped inside them and then they wrapped around him in a warm embrace. He felt a few happy tears form in the corners of his eyes as he buried his head against her shoulders. Then she gently reached her hand below his chin and pulled his face upward so that they were looking into each other’s eyes. Slowly she tilted her head a little to the side and allowed her lips to meet his. At first, it was just a gentle kiss but then it became deeper and more urgent. Her tongue invaded his mouth and she seemed to want to taste every inch.
Finally coming to his senses, he pulled her inside the house, never breaking contact with her lips. He turned her as they entered and kicked the door closed with his heel. He did not want to break the tightness of the embrace but he also wanted to feel naked skin and in order to accomplish that he had to use his hands. Georgia also seemed in a frenzy to get his clothes removed and it seemed her hands were busy with every button that held fabric together. He was pulling her toward the bedroom and she was pushing him in the same direction. Never before had he felt such an urgency to meld together with any woman. He felt his shirt dropping off of his shoulders at the same time he was pulling her blouse from hers. Both of them broke the embrace just long enough to shake their arms from the sleeves of the garments and then they began working frantically on his pants and her skirt. His pants and her skirt dropped almost at the same time tangling both of their ankles. Fortunately, they were in the hallway so when they started to fall the wall kept them from going down. But that broke the spell as Georgia broke out laughing.
“Wow, we haven’t been this hot for each other in a long time. But perhaps we should walk the rest of the way to the bed. We have all night to finish what we started in the entranceway.”
“Well, let’s go then. I don’t want to waste a minute without you in my arms.”
They found their way to the bed and lay down side by side. The urgency was gone and now they found tenderness in each other’s embrace. Gentle kisses were followed by his attention to her breasts and nipples with both his fingers and his tongue. And she reciprocated by gently nipping at the skin just below his earlobes which caused electric jolts of pleasure to travel all the way to the base of his penis. And then her lips found his again, her tongue once again invading his mouth and searching and tasting. She sucked on his tongue and he felt his salivary glands producing moisture, which she gladly accepted into her mouth and then she returned some of her own to his.
Her fingers found the head of his cock and gently stroked up and down until she could feel him start to swell and then she stopped; wishing to keep him as hard as possible for as long as possible. He let out a little groan of frustration but she flipped around and quickly stifled it by straddling his mouth with her hips. Now with his mouth firmly on her pussy lips, she decided to tease him by bringing her face close to the head of his cock and blowing to let him know where her mouth was. She wet two fingers with her saliva and used that to lubricate the tip of his cock giving him hope of something she had no intention of providing. But his brain did not realize that she was not going to follow through and it sent a message to his cock and it twitched slightly in anticipation. She smiled as she again heard that little groan coming from his throat and she reached back and pulled his mouth harder against her slit, silencing him once again.
“Lick it, make me cum!” She demanded and she felt him eagerly respond. His cock also responded by beginning to throb making her afraid that he might cum himself. “Don’t you dare cum until I give you permission.” This had almost the opposite effect as he reveled in her taking the dominant role.
She ground her cunt against his lips and then began rocking so that her clit made contact with his nose. Little shockwaves spread out from that point and burrowed their way deep inside of her to an area that his cock had never reached. Harder and harder she rocked; bringing forth more and more shockwaves. As her first orgasm hit her hips began to bounce rapidly causing him some degree of pain as her pelvic bone dug into his upper lip. He groaned again but this time, she rose up enough so that he could open his mouth and use his tongue to part her cunt lips and dig deep inside. His hands were on her hips guiding them so that his lips could grasp the tip of her clit and suck it in between his teeth. The feeling was so intense that she screamed out with pleasure. He continued to alternately sucking on her clit and using his teeth to bite it. Her whole body was now wracked with orgasm after orgasm and her juices were flowing so strong that she was afraid he might drown.
His tongue finally gave out as did his neck muscles. As the last few spasms subsided he allowed his head to fall back on the bed and breathed a sigh of contentment even though his cock was still completely rock hard.
“Oh, Carter that was so damned good. I am completely drained.” But she reached out and grabbed the base of his cock and gave it a squeeze reveling in the fact that he was still fully inflated. She smiled thinking that it would be nice to keep him this way for the rest of the night but she had just a slight bit of remorse thinking of how much he was suffering. “Do you want to cum, lover?” she asked with a husky tone to her voice.
Carter hesitated. He desperately wanted to cum but even more desperately wanted to make his wife happy and he knew, deep down that she did not want him to ejaculate. It was time for him to make a decision, a little pleasure of his own or cede all pleasure to his Mistress. For he knew deep in his soul that was what she was. She was his Mistress and he was her slave and that was how it should be.
“I want whatever makes you happy, Mistress. Do with me as you will.”
Flipping around so that once again she lay beside him, she snuggled down with her head cradled into his shoulder. “I am really tired. It has been a long but satisfying day.” And she threw one leg directly across his still rock hard cock and within seconds she was asleep. But for Carter, it would be a long and frustrating night as his arousal would not allow sleep to come to him easily.
A Sunday Surprise
Georgia had thoroughly enjoyed her little diversion the night before with Carter although she did wonder why she felt the need to punish the man when he had done very little that was wrong. It was not a compelling feeling of guilt. It only niggled at the back of her mind. She stretched and threw the covers off so that she could check her body to see if any of her bruises and sores had healed. She checked the outsides of her breasts and was gratified to see that only small pink spots remained where the claws had dug in. She reached down between her legs and tested the opening of her pussy and that too seemed to have healed from the punishment that Luther had given it. She was so absorbed in her self-examination that she did not even hear Amara enter.
“Are you horny again already, sis?” Amara asked.
Georgia’s face turned three shades of red. “I wasn’t sexing myself. I was just checking to see how bad the damage was.”
“Sure, sure, I understand. If you are almost done checking perhaps you would like to shower and get ready to go to church.”
“What? Since when do you go to church?”
“Come now, it is Sunday, you know. Get in the shower and I will lay out some clothes for you to wear.”
The shower felt marvelous but Georgia could not help thinking about Amara and her plans for the morning. To her knowledge, neither of them had been to church in the past 15 or so years. And since she reasoned that they were now connected to the other team, she was not sure what the point would be. She had just turned off the water and reached for a thick terry towel when she hear Amara again urging her to hurry as they did not want to be late. She quickly dried off, pulled a brush through her hair a few times and stepped back into the bedroom. True to her words, Amara had indeed laid out some clothes on the bed, but they were not ones that Georgia would have selected as go to meeting clothes. The white bra would barely conceal her nipples and the blouse was sheer enough so that if any light was behind her, people would be able to see what was under it. A matching garter set was included and some textured white hose were added. The white leather micro-mini skirt would barely cover the ends of the garters while she was standing. Since no panties were available Georgia figured that her shaven cunt would be on display once she sat down. And the white pumps with at least a six-inch spiked heel would make her ass sway when she walked. It was obvious to her that this outfit was intended to distract the audience from whatever sermon the preacher might be delivering today.
And then Amara walked in wearing an identical ensemble. “Are you ready to go, sister? Do you think we will be recognized as two virgins ready for the altar?”
“Is that what we are supposed to be? I certainly hope the sacrifice does not include being tied down and having our throats cut. Just which church are we attending today?”
“I was only joking about the sacrifice. We are going to a fundamentalist Christian Church to cause a little mischief. So bring up as many naughty thoughts as you can.”
Every eye was on them as they walked down the aisle. Amara directed Georgia to the very front row where two seats set directly in front of the podium. As she had feared there was no way for her to keep her skirt from sliding up far enough to not only show her garters but her bare pussy as well. She prayed that she would not be in the line of sight of any families with small children. She opened her mind and could hear comments from all over the church. “Aren’t they disgusting, coming to church looking like two hookers?” One woman said to her husband.
“Yes, but they are hot looking hookers. I would pay for a little of either one of them.” He thought.
“Say it out loud,” Georgia demanded. And she heard a female gasp and she knew that the man had obeyed her.
“You should be ashamed of yourself, Ralph Peterson. How can you say a thing like that when your wife is sitting right beside you?”
Georgia put another thought in his mind and she heard him reply. “Listen cunt, if you looked half as good as either one of those women I would be fucking you right now instead of sitting here listening to you complain.”
Georgia smiled as she heard a collective gasp coming from one entire section of the church. Then the organ started and everyone began to rise to sing the opening hymn. This seemed to quiet the thoughts around the two women as everyone waited for the preacher to begin his sermon. “If everyone would please open their bibles to Romans 1:25 through 1:27 and follow along.” He began. He read the three verses dealing with what the Bible called unnatural sexual practices and launched into his sermon about the sin of homosexuality. Georgia could hear the thoughts of several young men in the audience thinking about what they had done with one another the night before and wondering how on earth anything that had felt so wonderful could be wrong.
As the preacher got to the part in his sermon about how sinful it is for husbands and wives to emulate homosexual conduct in their bedroom, Georgia could see that he was having a little trouble keeping his mind on the subject. A small bead of sweat had begun to stand out on his brow and his eyes could not seem to leave the front row directly in front of him. Georgia thought it was only fitting that she help him out and so she spread her legs a little further apart and she noticed Amara doing the same thing. “Say it!” Georgia sent him the subliminal message. “Tell everyone how you would like to eat the two cunts sitting in the front row. Say it out loud.” And the entire audience gasped as the preacher could not stop himself from obeying Georgia’s command.
Amara was almost rolling in laughter as she looked at the preacher trying desperately to save his sermon. But in the end, all he could do was sneak away as his congregation filed out of the church. True most of the men and several of the women secretly agreed with his statement but they could not allow their fellow worshippers to think that they did. As Georgia and Amara started to rise, a middle-aged woman confronted them. She was conservatively dressed in a dress that came well below her knees and low-heeled sensible shoes.
“How could you show up here dressed like hussies? My husband was wrong to have said what he did but you deliberately tried to incite him.” She said.
“So you believe what he was preaching about homosexuality and oral sex within the marriage?” Amara asked her.
“It comes straight from God’s word. Sodomy is an abomination unto the Lord.”
“So you have never sucked a cock or licked a slit. And your self-righteous husband has never gone down on you before stuffing his cock into your cunt?” Georgia chimed in. “I notice you keep looking down at my lap. You wouldn’t happen to have little lesbian tendencies buried in your mind would you?”
“Certainly not!” She exclaimed. “And my husband would have never said what he did if you had not forced him to do so.”
“Really and just how did we make him do that?” Amara asked.
“You know perfectly well how you did it. You don’t think you are the only two sluts in the world that Luther has ever gotten his hooks into do you?”
Georgia looked over at Amara with a look of incredulity. “Is she telling us what I think she is?”
“Why ask your bitch sister? I am right here, what is it you want to know?”
Amara was on her feet in a flash, grabbing hold of the woman’s hair and slapping her face hard with the open palm. “Don’t ever call me a bitch again.”
“Ladies, ladies, calm yourselves. After all, we are all on the same team here.”
“I should have figured that you would show up, Luther.” Georgia began. “But aren’t you like banned from actually coming into a church?”
“Apparently not. Here I am. “Helen I see that you have met my two latest converts. Did they do me proud this morning?”
“If the object was to disrupt Harold’s service, they certainly accomplished that. If the purpose was to place doubts in the thoughts of some of the parishioner’s minds that too was successful. But these two are rank amateurs. There were over 120 parishioners here today and yet they could only reach out to a half dozen between them. And bringing the service to a close was completely counterproductive. I was planting thoughts in Bobby Jenkins mind about his best friend Randy’s cock. I actually had him stroking himself through his pants while he was sitting right beside his mother. And his mother was thinking about cheating on her husband with another woman. I could go on and on. Just think how many lustful thoughts I could have planted if these two had been more patient.”
Georgia looked over at Amara and shook her head. “What the hell is this all about? Were we on some type of recruiting trip for this asshole?”
Amara did not answer but she did look down toward the floor in an effort to avoid Georgia’s eyes. So Georgia rounded on Luther. “Why don’t you tell us what this is all about?”
“Don’t get all high and mighty on me, cunt.” Luther began. “I own you and your sister and I expect that you will do exactly what I tell you. You would do well to listen and learn from Helen. She knows the system and is exceedingly good at getting the results I need.”
“Well, la ti fucking da to you and your whore. I am sick of your interfering in my life. Amara, are you coming or do you want to stay with these two assholes?”
Georgia did not wait for her sister to answer. She just turned on her heels and headed for the door. As she walked up the aisle she could feel three sets of minds all trying to pull her back. She imagined a huge fireball slowly rolling away from her, down the aisle to the area where Luther and the two women stood. She could smell the burning of the carpet and heard the swearing of two people as they attempted to get out of the way of the rolling inferno. Although she could feel Luther’s anger she was disappointed that he was not panicking as well. She knew the fire was out but she could still smell the scorched carpet as she made the door and exited the church.
She had not gone far before Luther was standing blocking her path. “We have unfinished business, you and me.” He informed her.
Georgia threw up her hands in a gesture of defeat. “Okay, why don’t you tell me exactly what it is that you want from me? As your Jezebel in there pointed out I am pretty worthless at this recruiting business.”
“Perhaps I should have explained things to you instead of just assuming that Amara would guide you. There really is not many things that people can do that is a sin. But if they believe that something is wrong and then do it that is a real sin. So let’s assume that a person has no preconceived notion of what is right and wrong. Then they could do almost anything they wanted and they would not violate any rules. They could fuck anyone they wanted, suck anyone they wanted, nothing would be off limits. That is why I need people like Harold in there. It is his job to make people believe that the things they want the most are against the rules. But once he has them convinced that it is a mortal sin for them to fuck anyone other than the ones they are married to, someone else has to come along and tempt them not to care. That is where you and Amara and Helen come in.”
“And you think that I am just going to go along with this hair brained scheme?”
“You really don’t have a choice. You willingly gave yourself to me so I own you.”
“Yeah, well that is where you totally fucked up. Sure I let you stick your rod in my cunt, but I didn’t even consider that it was wrong. In fact, I never believed in any of this right and wrong, good and bad stuff. So let me make things crystal clear for you. Go fuck yourself.” And once again Georgia began walking away and this time, Luther did not try and stop her.
The Day After
Georgia did not remember anything further as she did not wake up until the next day. She slowly came back to consciousness feeling something cool being applied to her forehead. She tried to focus her eyes but the light caused a sharp pain to pass into her brain.
“There, there just lie still and let me take care of you.” A familiar voice told her. Georgia worked hard to clear her mind enough to figure out where she was. The cool cloth continued to be pressed against her head and she began to feel slightly better and her vision began to clear. Her eyes finally cleared enough for her to recognize her sister. “He really did a number on your little sister. He was all apologetic, saying that you just released his inner beast but I told him to get out and not come back until I let him know it was alright to do so.”
“Dear Lord, did you see him? He turned into a complete monster. I had no idea that was what he was really like. I guess I should have known but he seemed like such a nice guy.”
“He has never turned like that with me so I don’t know if I should be thankful or a little jealous of you for being able to completely get to his inner soul.”
“Trust me, you don’t want to get to that part of his psyche. Is there anything left to my breasts? And my cunt feels like it has been ripped in two.”
“The scratches weren’t too bad although he did penetrate the skin with his claws. Thankfully he released you right after you passed out so that I could clean your cuts and stop the bleeding. I haven’t checked your vagina. Perhaps if you feel like a hot bath we can see how much damage he did to you.”
Georgia spent over an hour soaking in the hot bubble bath. Amara helped her bathe as best she could but allowed Georgia to take care of her more intimate areas. When the water began to cool making it uncomfortable for her sister she helped her out of the tub and gently dried her with a thick terry towel. She asked Georgia if she would like to go back to bed but she told her no, she really needed to try to get some nourishment and some fluids. Amara helped her downstairs and seated her at the table while she rooted through the fridge for the makings of breakfast. She handed Georgia a steaming cup of black coffee and went to the sideboard to get a skillet for bacon and eggs.
As she turned on the burner the room suddenly became extremely cold. It was as if someone had left a window open in January. Georgia wrapped both hands around her coffee mug trying to get a little warmth into her hands. “I will not apologize to you or any other human.” The invisible voice said. “I have given you a bit of restitution, however. I hope you enjoy your new powers.” And then the room temperature returned to normal and the voice was gone.
“What the hell do you suppose that was all about?” Asked Georgia to Amara.
“I am not sure but after I willingly accepted Luther into my life, I got the powers to cast spells, read people’s minds and control others with my thoughts.”
“But I did not willingly accept him into my life just into my cunt.”
“To Luther, those are one and the same things.”
“Why didn’t you warn me, I would never have allowed him to fuck me?”
“I could not afford to anger Luther. He would have gotten what he wanted eventually and I would have paid dearly for warning you. It doesn’t matter now anyway. There is nothing either of us can do to change the situation. Why don’t you try to figure out what your powers are?”
Georgia really did not feel any different than she had when she woke up. Her breasts still felt like they had been punctured by needles and her cunt still felt like it a tree limb had been shoved up it including a couple of branches. So she figured that quick healing was not the gift. She reached out with her mind and could hear Amara’s thought but that really didn’t tell her anything because Amara had the ability of telepathy and she could be allowing Georgia access to her mind. So she tried to push her mind out farther and she concentrated on Carter’s mind. To her surprise, she could see him lounging on the sofa with a beer in one hand and his cock in the other. “Carter set the beer down and put your cock back in your pants this instant.” Her thoughts raged outward.
There was a slight delay before Carter looked around him like an unexpected visitor had caught him. He quickly set the beer on the end table beside him and began tucking his cock back into his sweat pants. Georgia smiled but then she wondered if it had actually happened or if she had just conjured it up in her mind. “Carter take off all your clothes, put your heels on, take a picture of yourself and send it to my phone within the next 5 minutes.” Georgia pushed that thought as hard as she could. Then she sat in her chair and waited with a close eye on the clock on the wall. Five minutes passed and then ten and still nothing happened.
“Well, I guess that was a total bust,” Georgia said out loud.
“What was a bust, sister?”
“Oh, I just thought I had the power to control Carter. I sent him a thought to take off all his clothes and put on some high heels and send me a picture to my phone. But as you can see he has not obeyed.”
“You mean he was to send the picture to your phone that you left in the bedroom on vibrate. I have heard it going off for the last 10 minutes.”
“Shit, I guess I had better go get it or can you just will it to come to me with your mind?”
“Why don’t you try and teleport it to you?”
“I wouldn’t know how to do that.”
“Just concentrate on the phone. See it in your mind. See it lifting off of the dresser and floating through the air.”
Georgia tried as hard as she could but finally gave up and rose from her chair and headed to the bedroom. Sure enough, her phone was vibrating on top of the dresser. Picking it up she checked the messages to find several from Carter, the most recent about 15 minutes prior. Opening the message a huge smile crossed her face. There was her husband in all his naked glory and on his feet his black heels although the straps were still undone. The text read, “I don’t know why but I had the uncontrollable urge to send you this picture. It was almost as if you were in the room with me telling me what you wanted. I am still waiting for further instructions if you are still talking with me.”
Georgia hit reply and began typing and then thought what the fuck am I doing? She set the phone back down and climbed in the middle of the bed. Resting her head on a pillow, she began to think that she wanted Carter to remove all the hair from his body from the neck down. She even told him where the big bottle of Nair was and how to use it. Her phone vibrated again. Seeing that it was again Carter she read another of his texts. “Was that last request really from you? I can hear you so clearly in my head but it does not seem possible that you asked me to denude my body.”
Georgia smiled. “Since you question my instructions, I want you to leave the lotion on for 30 minutes instead of 15. Perhaps a little chemical burn will teach you better manners. Make sure that I get full body pictures when you are rinsed and dried.” She then dropped the phone down beside her and blissfully closed her eyes.
Georgia’s Visit With Amara
Being tired of trying to convince Carter to do what she wanted, Georgia figured she might as well spend the weekend with her sister. Remembering the last time she visited only made her hotter and wetter as she hoped for another go at Blake and Jake. The only thought she had about Carter was that she wished she had not asked Amara to remove the spell she had placed on their house. She didn’t bother knocking on the door. If Amara was home she was welcome and if not, no one would come to the door anyway.
The lights were on downstairs and she could smell incense burning in the living room so she headed that way immediately. She did not see Amara but sure enough, there was Luther. “What are you doing here and where is my sister?”
“And I have missed you as well.” Stated Luther. “I had a nice talk with your husband earlier. He seemed to be somewhat of a mess. I am afraid that I didn’t make him feel any better either. I guess I need to brush up on my people skills.”
Georgia looked at him and smiled. “You are such an asshole, Luther but sometimes that can be a good thing. Tell me what you did to poor Carter.”
“I was trying to convince him to put on the chastity device and I think I almost had him until I told him that I wanted to fuck you. For some reason, that just pissed him off. That male has such a low tolerance for mental pain. You know he was curled up in a ball on the floor and crying like a baby when I left. So if I promise to send him pictures can we fuck?”
Georgia broke out laughing. “Truthfully I was hoping for Blake and Jake. Not only do they have bigger cocks than yours, they know how to use them better. By the way do you still have that premature ejaculation problem?”
“You really are a bitch. I am not surprised that your husband isn’t jumping at the idea of letting you control his orgasms. Maybe he would like it better if I was to put a chastity device on you and let him hold the key. Would you like that Georgia?”
“Would you like me to cut off your cock and feed it to you, Luther?”
Luther just looked at Georgia and smiled. “I do so like my women feisty.”
“And exactly what is it that you want with me, Luther? Shouldn’t you be out stealing souls or damning people to hell fire or sacrificing virgins?”
“You humans have such vivid imaginations. Why Georgia you make me sound like a total monster. And even if I wanted to where in the world would I find a virgin to sacrifice? Can’t you just accept that I like your company?”
“I am having a little trouble wrapping my mind around that,” Georgia told him. “After all, you have billions of women to choose from and as persuasive as you are few of them would be able to turn you down, why me?”
“I guess your own argument should tell you how much I value you. Why don’t you take off your clothes and let me show you how desirable I find you?”
“As appealing as that thought is, I am here to see Amara. Where is she?”
Carter pointed towards the bedroom and Georgia did not even wait for him to say anything. Opening the door her mouth dropped open. Either Blake or Jake, she never could get them straight was plowing Amara’s furrow and the other was stuffing her mouth with cock. Although her hands were tied securely behind her back she did not seem to be protesting so Georgia started to back out of the room. “You don’t have to leave,” one of the men told her. “We will only be a few more minutes and then we can take care of that itch between your legs as well.”
Georgia did not reply, she simply backed out of the room and closed the door behind her. As she entered the living room, Luther did not even look up. He had his cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it. Georgia marveled at the look of the thing. She felt a little like a voyeuristic mother who had just come in and found her son masturbating for the first time. She could not take her eyes off of that monster cock because she had never seen anything even remotely like it. It had no foreskin, not because it had been circumcised but because it never had a skin covering for the head. There was no break between the head and the shaft of his cock. It looked like a long fleshy pole with a barbed end to it. She remembered how it had felt the one time that Luther had taken her from behind but that did not prepare her for the sight before her. Then Luther raised his eyes and looked directly into hers.
“Do you like what you see? You look completely mesmerized. Surely you remember my cock from the first time we met?”
“You had me at a disadvantage. You took me from behind and because of that damned collar you had around my neck I could not see even the smallest amount of your shaft.”
“Well, you’re not tied or collared now. Come over here and take a better look. Hell, come over here and get a taste if you so desire.”
It was impossible for her to resist, not because he willed her to but because she wanted to be closer to that magnificent strange looking object of desire. She was becoming so wet that her cunt began to drip through the jeans she wore and she could smell her own rut. It seemed to take her forever to cover the few feet between them. Her knees were weak with desire by the time she could reach out with her right hand and take the rod between her fingers although no matter how hard she tried she could not get the entire girth in her hand. Had that monster cock really once been inside of her cunt?
“Use your left hand, Georgia,” Luther instructed. “I want to feel your wedding ring as you stroke my cock.”
Without any hesitation she shifted hands, feeling more like a whore and a slut but loving it. She reached up to the slit to get some precum but it seemed that no matter where she put her fingers the shaft was already lubricated. She slowly slid her hand all the way down to the base and let her fingers drift down to two gigantic balls that seemed to be so full that they might pop at any second. “Oh Luther, I think you better fuck me. Your balls are about to burst.”
“I didn’t think you would ever ask.” Georgia had no idea how it happened but she found herself completely naked and being lowered onto that massive piece of male flesh. Luther held her up as the head slipped all the way inside allowing her to get used to the girth. She moaned a little because of pain but a lot because of pleasure. She could already feel her cunt muscles beginning to clench with her first orgasm and he was barely started. He allowed her to settle down so that a couple more inches of his cock could invade her insides causing tears of pleasure to blind her for a few moments. She tried to reach up to wipe the moisture from her eyes but she could not move her hands. She began shaking her head back and forth in an effort to clear her vision but then wished that she had not done so. Instead of the extremely handsome man she thought would be there, she saw what surely was a monster in his place. The smooth tanned skin of his face was replaced by black skin with large warts all over it. The mouth that she remembered fondly was a mass of sharp and pointed teeth and a large pointed tongue protruded out towards her breasts. She could not believe how long that thing was. The pointed tip was licking all the way around her areola even though Luther was holding her at arm’s length squeezing her breasts cruelly. Then she felt something like needles digging into the side of her tits and she tried to look down but her head would not move. It was held firmly in place as surely as it had been the time he had fitted her with the wide collar. She opened her mouth to object but no words would pass her tongue. And all the while her body was convulsing with orgasm after orgasm.
Then she felt his cockhead reach the furthest depths of her cunt. And yet he was still trying to force even more up inside her causing her more pain than she could ever remember. At the same time, his claws were digging into the sides and tops of her breasts and she could feel little trickles of moisture leaking down her sides. She could not look to see but she was sure that it was either sweat or God help her blood. She was unable to look anywhere except directly at that horrid face in front of her and it had grown even more grotesque as he could feel the pain in her body. Now horns had grown from the top of his forehead and had curled toward his back. And now that evil tongue was licking the sides of her face, taking in each droplet of tears that flowed from her eyes. Never had Georgia been so terrified in her life. And the pain and terror did their work and she passed out.
Not knowing what else to do, Carter decided to go home and confront Georgia. It was dark by now and he was surprised to see that there were no lights shining through the windows of his house as he drove up. Apparently his wife had not come home but where would she have gone? He opened the front door and he could feel the cold emptiness surround him as he walked inside. He flipped on the light expecting that the furniture would be gone as well, but everything seemed to be as he had left it.
He made his way up to the master bedroom and found that even his wife’s clothes still hung in the closet so he began to think that perhaps she had just stopped off at a friend’s house. As he closed the closet door he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and saw the red handprint on the left side of his face. It brought back the memories of his wife slapping him in front of the store owner and his face flushed red with the remembered humiliation. But his cock also hardened at the memory. He had not minded those slaps in the least. In fact, he relished them as he did the feeling of humiliation that they had brought. Why couldn’t he have told her that at the store? Why couldn’t he have got on his knees and begged her for one more chance to let the man fit him with a chastity device? “Oh Georgia, if you can hear my thoughts, please come back. I will do anything you ask of me.”
“Georgia, can’t hear your thoughts any longer, but I can,” said a voice behind him.
Carter turned to see a tall thin man with extremely black eyes sitting on the end of the bed and smiling at him. “Who are you and how did you get in here?” Carter demanded.
“I am a good friend of your wife’s and an even better friend to her sister, Amara. I have been watching you fuck up your relationship with Georgia for some time and I thought perhaps you would like my help in getting her back? You did just say that you would do anything to get back in her good graces, did you not?”
“You still have not told me how you got in here and how you know what I am thinking?”
“Are those things really as important as how I might be able to help you?”
“You said that Georgia could no longer read my thoughts, why not?”
“She decided that she did not want to force you to be her slave. Don’t misunderstand me, she still wants you as her slave, she just wants you to willingly submit. You had that choice today with the chastity device and you chose wrong, so now you will have to convince her that you have had a change of mind.”
“How am I going to do that if she is not here?”
“Think about the things that she really wants you to become. She does not have to be here for you to submit to her will does she?”
“How will I know what she wants if she doesn’t tell me?”
“Now you are just making excuses,” Luther declared. “You know she wants you in chastity and it just so happens that I brought the perfect cage for you. But before you can put it on you need to get rid of all your body hair except what is on your head.” And Luther held up the metal chastity device that Carter did not believe would actually fit him. “Now are you going to keep bitching and moaning about Georgia not being here or are you going to do what you are told so that you can get her back?”
“Let’s say that I want your help, what is in this for you?”
“I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, I don’t give a flying fuck about you,” Luther told him. “I do however love to fuck your wife. She is so tight and so hot and so passionate. If she has you as her slave to do all the mundane things she would normally have to do, she will have a lot more time for more interesting things.”
Carter’s temper began to rise. “You filthy son of a bitch. You come here pretending to want to help me get Georgia back and then tell me it is so she will have more time to fuck you. Get the hell out of my house.”
“As you wish, but you won’t get you wife back by pretending to be a man. She can get all the men she wants. In fact, I imagine she has one between her legs right now. Your only hope is to show her that you can be a good cuckold slave that is willing to keep the house clean and neat so that when she brings a real man home she will be proud of the place.” And as quickly as he had appeared he was gone.
The emptiness was so all-consuming that all Carter could do was to slump down onto the floor, curl up into a ball and let the tears begin to flow. And even that made him feel guilty as he remembered Georgia telling him how much she would enjoy seeing his tears and here he was crying his eyes out without her here to watch.