A Milf At The Country Club Pt 18

This is a story about a woman who thinks her life, and sex life is slipping away. Unaware that she is in the prime of both, she reaches out to what she perceives as the only options available to her. To make this point clear, I tell you that women in their late 30's and 40's are at their most sexy and sexually appealing. This is a story about a woman who discovers pain heightens her experiences, and she likes it.

A Milf at the Country Club

Part Eighteen

Kimberly is now a full-time whore and pain slut

Chas took Kimberly home as instructed, black and blue, totally worn out, with cum just dripping out of her as she stumbled to and from the car. Once again Chas cleaned her up and put her into her bed, then attempted to crawl in alongside her, but she made it clear she doesn't sleep with him anymore and locked him out of the bedroom to sleep in the spare bedroom. No more did he have a wife, no more did he have a family life, and no more did he have any say about anything, he truly was just a slave to his whore wife.

Kimberly slept until noon the next day when she awoke to the doorbell ringing. A few moments later Master walked in with Chas following. He asked her to Stand up and let me see her body and he loved what he saw. The bruises and black and blue marks were even more prominent, along with the teeth marks from her neck to her thighs. She was like a work of art that if read correctly, told the tale of the night before. He had her bend over and out her hands on her knees to inspect her cunt and ass, and noticed she was without her butt plug. He turned and smacked Chas knocking him to the floor, admonishing him for not lubing and plugging her before bed. Then he just took Kimberly in his arms and kissed and caressed her until she melted in his embrace.

Kimberly: "Master, I am sorry for my outbursts last night. I know I am to remain quiet, but I just couldn't stop myself in the middle of all that action. Can you find a way to forgive your whore and take her on your next excursion?"

Mr. Raymond: "Just as it took you time to learn how to email silent the first night, it will take you time to learn from opportunities like last night. You will be punished for your outbreaks, but I'm not cutting you loose anytime soon. All in all, you've been a wonderful whore and I'm convinced you will get even better. Now I need you to prepare a permanent room for Tabi, so she is always available to us."

Chas: "But where will I sleep, she kicked me out of our bedroom last night?"

Mr. Raymond: "I don't care if you sleep outside on the lawn, and she barred you from her bedroom because I instructed her to do so. You just find a way to be always available to her, that wall you need to be concerned with. Kimberly, get your whore shoes and come with me for a couple hours, you know your punishment must be completed."

She immediately ran to get her heels and curled up on his arm, with a smirk on her face towards Chas. They walked out of the house, her wearing only her heels, piercings, and her plug, and him dressed in an Italian tailored suit. As they got in the back of the car Kimberly waved to her once loving husband and the went off. Kimberly's body was tingling knowing that the pain she was about to experience would bring her unbelievable pleasure. They drove to a shop in the rear of a strip mall and walked in an unassuming door, where they met a man dressed as a blue car worker in a one-piece mechanics suit. He took Kimberly back to a steel bench and put her up on it laying face up. Every inch of her body from waist to crotch was meticulously measured then she was rolled over and he did the same. He even measured the total depth of her cunt and ass and how far they stretched out. Then he left and went further back in the shop, leaving Kimberly on the work bench to ponder about what was to come.

When the workman returned, he was holding what looked like a pair of "Granny Panties" made of brass, and a box of equipment. The brass panties hinged on the bottom like a clan shell and had clasps on each hip to lock in place and he made sure they fired it to her, making them tight and uncomfortable. Then from the box he pulled what looked like two odd dildos, one six inches long and one nine inches long. He fitted the longer one into her ass and the shorter into her still swollen pussy, routing the wires out the leg holes he clamped the panties shut, locked them with heavy locks, and handed Mr. Raymond the key. The wires went into a box that clipped on the side like a belt device to hold electronics. When plugged in, the one in her ass grew to twice its length and started getting cold, and the one in her pussy grew the same, pushing against her uterus while getting warmer. When the warm got hot and the cold got cold they would switch and swap temperatures. Then he flipped a switch and this device started sucking hard on her clitoris, making her twitch and squirm. Then he closed the lid on the box and locked it shut, again giving the key to her master. After unplugging the device, it kept going as if it had battery back up for when it was unplugged. Then master took her home and put her into bed.

Mr. Raymond: "She's not going to sleep tonight, and you are Not to do anything to the device until I return in the morning. If she does not do this, she will never learn her place, and if you interfere, I will make sure you have no place."

Just as he finished with his instruction, she screamed in an orgasm due to the sucking on her clit, but she got no relief, it just kept on sucking and heating up and freezing. All night long he could hear her screaming in pleasure and pain, back and forth as if she didn't know the difference. Throughout the night she lost consciousness numerous times only to awake to this machine torturing her lower regions. As the night went forward, she didn't vocalize her pain and pleasure, just moaned groaned and made guttural noises. By morning she just made facial expressions without any noise and looked like someone Chas didn't recognize.

When Master returned in the morning, he found her splayed out on the bed, her eyes seemed sunken into her face, and she just jumped and squirmed without any noise at all. He unlocked the control box and turned it off, then unlocked the brass prison and removed it and the intrusions from her body. He then just left and took the device with him, as Kimberly just lay on the bed looking like she had been exhausted past anyone's normal imagination. She slept straight through until the next morning, without a sound from her. Chas found her the next morning laying in her own urine and took her to clean and bathe her, lube her, and install her plug. The entire time she never spoke a word or made a sound.

When she heard master's car pull up out front, she darted out the door and fell to her knees and started sucking his cock right there in the front lawn. After she brought him to completion, she simply looked up at him with the most loving expression on her face, and again never spoke a word. He pulled her up and cuddled her into his arms as a person would do in the most intimate of situations, holding and stroking her hair. They walked arm in arm into the house, and when he sat, she sat close against him rubbing his cock through his pants.

Mr. Raymond: "You see Charles, she is no longer a wife and mother, she is a piece of clay I can and will mold into the whore I want, and I'll give you a small demonstration. Kimberly, go to the kitchen and bring back a rolling pin."

Without a word or hesitation, she did as he asked and brought in a rolling pin.

Mr. Raymond: "Kimberly, I would like you to lay on the floor and force that pun in your cunt, then fuck yourself with it until you cum, making sure to ram it inside yourself on every stroke."

Of course, she did exactly as he asked, forcing that wooded roller into her pussy with all her strength, and kept it going until she squirted straight out on the carpet, without making a single sound. Then she removed it and crawled to master feet, sitting on the floor like a dog would sit with its master, and he petted her that way.

Mr. Raymond: "You are a good slut and a fantastic whore Kimberly, much more than I could have expected. Now you will be dressed in fine clothes, expensive jewelry, and other decorations I chose for your body. You will be the envy of every man that lays eyes on you, each man will lust to fuck you, and you will love it. Mrs. Powell will be by to set you up with your new outfits and accessories, so be patient my slut, a new world and life awaits you."

Kimberly was now perfectly obedient, quiet, and willing to do anything she thinks will please master, but after that night of constant pain and pleasure, locked in that device, she was even more sensitive to touch and sexual activity. She was in essence a perfect Slut, whore and sex machine. Now she was at home with Chas waiting to discover when next she would be picked up.

Mrs. Powell arrived with a grand selection of clothes for her to try on. Dresses, skirts, and tops all very revealing, along with 1/4 cup bras and panties that were just a false attempt to cover anything. Two men came with her and emptied Kimberly closet and wardrobe, only to restock them in her new clothes. Then came jewelry, necklace that went behind the neck, attached to a small pendant on center chest, then went to each nipple piercing, pulling them up so her breasts stood straight out. Another was an elegant chain belt that had a separate chain that went down her skirt and attached to her clit piercing. New butt plugs that had chains hanging from them with the messages on them, one said pull, one said butt plug, another said whore and slut, all hung down below her hemlines. All were easy to remove by design and could be worn to show maximum amounts of her body. Most of the tops were see-through along with some of the skirts and dresses. And there were high-heel shoes of every imaginable style. She was now set, but for what she didn't know yet.