Ensnared Tenants Ch 04

Day 3

Mike woke up in the morning. Just like the previous day, Mike slapped Jane awake. She was, again, led to the bathroom on a leash. He, again, kept an eye on her as she freshened up. When Jane looked into the medicine cabinet, she saw that the Plan B pills were missing. With a worried look, she glanced at Mike who had a smirk on his face. Jane knew this was her punishment for yesterday's stunt.

After that, she was, again, chained up and was made to cook breakfast. This time, Mike inserted an egg vibe, on a low setting, inside of her before passing the chain between her legs. After cooking the breakfast, Jane waited for Mike to order her to sit on his lap, again. But to her surprise, Mike let her eat in her own seat, while remaining chained up. While eating, Jane couldn't help but wonder if Mike had something planned for her.

After doing the dishes, Mike led Jane to the bedroom and gave her one of her tops and one of Sara's miniskirts. Jane objected to wearing her daughter's clothes because, first of all, she felt weird wearing Sara's clothes, and second, the skirt was a little small for Jane's size; bending over just a little bit would put her pussy and ass on display. But after a hard pull of her hair and a couple of smacks to her motherly breasts, she reluctantly wore the clothes without any further objection.

She had light makeup on. Under her clothes, Jane's crotch was still chained with the vibe inside of her. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and a leash tied to her collar, with Mike leading her to the door. Sensing his plan, Jane's step became more and more heavy, as they neared the door to the house. Mike opened the door and, again, tugged on her leash, but Jane didn't move.

"NO! The neighbors might see me!!"

Mike grabbed her by the hair and began dragging her towards the door. "Then you better hurry up and get in the car, or I will take you on a walk like the BITCH you are."

Swallowing hard, Jane surrendered and began walking at a quick pace, as Mike dragged her by the hair to Jane's family's car, and shoved her in the passenger seat. Mike hopped into the driver's seat, drove the car out of the garage and in front of the main gate, quickly got out to close the gate, and got back in. They were then in front of the apartment, sitting in the car together.

Before Jane could ask where they were going, Mike unzipped his pants and let out his erection. And gave Jane a sinister look. "Start sucking, and I will make the ride short, or I will remove your top and drive through the busiest street, so people can ogle at your breasts, some may even take some pictures, too."

Given the alternative, Jane quickly adjusted in her seat and turned towards Mike. He put his hands behind her head and guided her mouth to his cock. She began slowly sucking on his cock. Mike reached the remote and turned the vibration to the medium setting, making Jane groan around his cock. She could already feel her juices dripping out of her pussy.

"It's about a ten-minute ride to get there, you better make me cum before then. Got that?"

Fearing what humiliating punishment he might throw at her, Jane replied by sucking his cock with more enthusiasm. She felt disgusted and humiliated, as Mike patted her on the head like she was his bitch. And they headed off...

"Almost halfway there..." Mike reminded Jane, as he lightly slapped her cheeks.

Jane didn't know whether he meant their destination or his orgasm, but regardless, she forced herself to take his cock deeper and use her tongue more. Soon, she felt his cock swelling and twitching a bit more, he was about to cum.

Mike held the back of her head, and pushed in even more of his cock, almost reaching the back of her throat. "If you spill, then good luck explaining the cum stains to your husband!"

Then Mike came in her mouth. Jane tried her best to swallow as much as possible, in this awkward seating. She choked on it a little, but he held her head firm on his cock, and she kept a seal on his cock with her lips, not letting a single drop escape.

"AHHH!!! That's it! Take it all!!"

Jane managed to swallow almost everything, and was slowly using her tongue to clean his cock thoroughly. She felt his cock losing his erection, but Mike didn't let her up.

When they reached their destination, Mike pulled Jane up by her hair, and zipped up his pants. As he made his way to the passenger side, Jane had a horrid look on her face when she saw they were at a sex shop. She was still taking in the sight of the gothic shop, when Mike grabbed her by the hair and pulled her out of the car. After balancing herself on her feet, he led her by the leash into the shop. Her juices were then running down her thighs, with Mike's cum still on her lips.

"AYE!!! Hey man! Long time no see!!" the shopkeeper greeted Mike.

"Yeah... I got into a relationship with a college sophomore."

"She doesn't look like a sophomore to me."

"Oh, this Bitch...?" Mike pulled Jane closer and held her by her hair, manhandling her, showing her body to the shopkeeper. Jane is too embarrassed to speak up, as she was presented like merchandise, rather than a human being.

The shopkeeper caught a glimpse of her wedding ring and the wetness glistening down her inner thighs. "Damn! A married bitch this hot?! You got lucky, dude!"

"YEAH! She was getting bored with her husband and wanted to try something kinky. You got the piercings ready like I asked?"

Jane's eyes shot up at Mike. "Piercings? Please!! Don't do this to me! My husband will find out!!"

"Aww! Come on! You are a clever slut-- cooking up schemes, cheating behind your husband's back without letting him know, etc, etc. I'm sure you can come up with an excuse for the piercings, too!"

Mike then turned to address the shopkeeper. "These MILFs and their pride! Haha! Although, I find her reluctant-housewife behavior quite hot."

"Of course! Nothing quite like making one submit against their will! Besides, she is denying it but LOOK AT HER! She's dripping wet from excitement!"

Jane couldn't handle the humiliation in front of a stranger, and was almost tearing up. 'Did Mike already have this plan in mind? Was she still being punished for yesterday's behavior?' These were some of the questions that lingered in her mind that she may never know the answer to.

The shopkeeper headed to a different part of the shop, and Mike followed him with Jane on the leash. Soon they made it into a small room. While the rest of the shop had a gothic look to it, this room had a medical-clinical feel to it. The room was small, but big enough that even with the gynecological examination chair in the middle, it had enough space to have a couple of people in it, and some room for other equipment.

The sight of the examination chair with its stirrups, sent a shiver down her spine. Or was it the egg vibe that caused it? Not even Jane knew which it was.

Mike untied her hands and ordered her to strip. Jane reluctantly did so, eliciting a whistle from the shopkeeper. Jane immediately tried to hide her body with her hands. Mike swatted her hands to the side, and unlocked the crotch chain. She sighed when the pressure of the chain was released, as it left clear impression of the chain links on her skin. Then Mike, suddenly, pulled the egg vibe out of her, taking Jane by surprise. She unknowingly moaned loudly. When she realized what she just had done, she saw both men smiling at her, their bulges already apparent.

Mike then ordered Jane to sit in the gyno chair. Then both men strapped her arms to the the padded armrests, put her legs up in the stirrups, and strapped them, too. Jane began panicking a little when she realized she couldn't move an inch. Then Mike spread her legs apart. She began panting.

After being crotch-chained and having the vibe inserted in her cunt for the entire morning had stimulated her physically. Here, being trapped in this humiliating and vulnerable position, in front of a stranger, no less, had made Jane emotionally stimulated, too. And the wetness between her legs betrayed her mind once again.

Mike ran his hands on Jane's spread apart legs, feeling her thighs and slowly making his way to her crotch. He smirked as another sinister idea popped up in his head. Jane shook her head but there was no stopping Mike.

"Hey! Pierce her tits when she gives the cue!"

The shopkeeper had a puzzled look for a moment. Just when he was about to ask what the 'cue' would be, Mike shoved two of his fingers in Jane's cunt and began violently fingering her. And with his other hand, he rubbed her clit. Jane pleaded weakly, which only made Mike pick up his pace. Both men could see Jane trying to suppress her impending orgasm.

The shopkeeper quickly took his place near her right breast. Even strapped down, Jane was shaking a bit, so he grabbed her tit in a vice-like grip, which further added to Jane's stimulation, and pressed the piercing gun on her erect nipple. Jane stared at the stranger, as he squeezed her tit like a stress ball. He smiled back. She could no longer keep eye contact, when the orgasm crashed through her body; she squirmed in the bondage. Taking his 'cue', he pulled the trigger and pierced her nipple with a hollow needle, then let go of her tit. Jane was still cumming, as she looked at her tit, the needle poking through her delicate flesh and the giant handprint on her skin. It took her a second or two to process the pain, and when she finally felt it, her whole body jittered against the straps.

As Jane's orgasm wore off, she lay defeated in the chair, trying to catch her breath. She weakly shook her head when the shopkeeper took his place next to her left tit and Mike rubbed his fingers. They repeated the process for her left nipple. Jane was tired and breathing heavily after being forced to orgasm twice.

Just when she thought this horrifying ordeal was over, Mike said, "Let me do the last one!"

'Last one?' Jane's mind was on alert.

She looked towards Mike, who was still between her legs, but by then, he had removed his pants; his cock fully erect. Jane pleaded again, apologized for her behavior the day before, but Mike didn't listen-- and slowly inserted his cock into her inflamed cunt.

Then, he began rubbing and pulling on her clit. 'Last one' echoed in her mind, and tears started pooling in her eyes. The shopkeeper loaded another needle into the gun and handed it to Mike.

Mike began fucking her slowly, picking up the pace with every passing moment. Jane put all her remaining strength into trying to break free. Her struggles were quite the entertainment for the men to watch. But when the straps didn't budge, Jane surrendered. Adding to her horror, the shopkeeper grabbed both of her tits and jiggled them roughly; a drop of blood trickling from the freshly pierced nipples.

Mike was then pounding away at Jane's abused cunt. Pulling and rubbing her clit to prepare it for the final piercing, each thrust slowly chipped away at her resolve-- slowly pushing her towards another dreaded orgasm.

Then with loud grunts, Mike came inside her. His orgasm coincided with Jane's. As his hot spunk filled her insides, the shopkeeper pressed onto her tits to stop her from quivering as much as possible. Then, at the height of their orgasm, Mike pulled the trigger and pierced Jane's clit. Her eyes shot up in pain. Her mind made the forbidden connection between the pain and the pleasure. She screamed her lungs out, as Mike finished this sick, adulterous ritual.

The pain, the humiliation, and the unwanted pleasure, finally pushed Jane to her limit and she passed out with Mike's cock still pumping inside of her.

***

Mike lightly slapped Jane awake. She took a minute to get to her bearings, realizing that she was still strapped to the stirruped chair and had her legs apart. Then she noticed the change-- the needles had been replaced with rings of about an inch in diameter. Her eyes darted to the two men. Mike had a huge grin on his face, and the shopkeeper had a pleasant look of satisfaction for the work he had done. Then Jane looked back at the piercings, still unable to come to terms that her body had been 'decorated'.

The men undid the straps, and Mike helped Jane to her feet. As she slowly walked towards her clothes, she was constantly looking at her piercings. They were lightweight, but their presence was more apparent with every step she took. Jane took a moment to massage the flesh around the piercings, still hesitant to touch them directly. She could feel the heightened sensitivity caused by the new jewelry.

Jane's eyes wandered to her wedding ring, then back at the new piercings. A small single ring to remind her that she was someone's wife, three large rings to remind her that she had become someone's slave. This was her punishment for cheating on her husband, she thought to herself.

Jane carefully put her clothes back on. She winced a little when the piercings pushed against the cloth and pulled on her nipples and clit. She was a little relieved that it didn't cause any further bleeding. Even with clothes on, it was clearly visible that she had piercings. Mike approached Jane and tied her hands behind her back, making her puff up her chest a little, and the piercings more apparent. He reattached the leash and led her to the front of the store. As they walked, the new foreign feeling in her nipples and clit made Jane itch.

When the trio made it back to the front counter, Jane saw there were other employees and customers, too. 'Were they there when they first entered the shop? Did they hear her scream?' she thought to herself, and again, her humiliation went up a notch when she noticed everyone was staring at her being led like a bitch, and at her new piercings. 'At least I am not naked,' Jane reassured herself.

"And now, the other thing I requested?" Mike reminded the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper fetched a suitcase from under the counter and put it on top, facing Mike. Mike opened the suitcase; there were different buttplugs of increasing size, the largest one still only half the girth of Mike's cock; an enema kit; and some lube.

Jane looked at him, and saw him grinning.

"Want to do the honors?" Mike offered the shopkeeper.

"Would love to!" he accepted.

As the shopkeeper was making his way to the front of the counter, Jane pleaded with Mike not to do it in front of everyone. But he just simply bent her over, pressing her cheek on the counter, and held her in that position. Her miniskirt lifted up and revealed Jane's bruised ass to everyone present. And the new clit piercing was peeking from between her legs.

SPANK!

The shopkeeper picked the smallest one, and put some lube over it; doing it all in front of Jane, like a butcher sharpening his knife in front of an animal. Then he reached for her exposed ass, and groped her roughly. The pain from yesterday's punishment still lingered in Jane's butt.

SPANK! SPANK!

Jane struggled, but Mike held her firm. Her eyes darted around the shop at the other customers, who, instead of helping her, were clearly enjoying her humiliation. Some of them were even touching themselves, watching her.

Then Jane felt the tip of the buttplug rubbing against her anal entrance. She reflexively clenched her butthole, and got two more hard spanks from the shopkeeper.

"Relax, bitch!"

She obeyed his command and closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath. Just when she relaxed a bit, her eyes shot open in surprise. The shopkeeper pushed the buttplug in with a strong push. Her body tried to push the foreign object out of her body, but the shape of the plug prevented it from being pushed out.

SPANK!

Mike pulled Jane by her hair. She was burning hot with shame and humiliation. As she stumbled a little, she could feel the object inside her butt making her feel even more uncomfortable.

Mike thanked the shopkeeper. Then ordered his bound slave to thank him as well. Jane hesitated a bit, remembering how he had pinched her breasts like a soft toy and pierced her nipples. Mike slapped her in front of everyone.

Then she weakly mouthed, "Thank you, sir."

The shopkeeper simply smiled back. Then he handed Mike a small bag with a few more items for the maintenance of the piercings. Then Mike started to walk Jane back to the car with the leash. The handprint on her cheek felt warm. Jane's eyes met with other customers. Some had a look of sympathy on their faces, some were delighted with her suffering.

When they reached the car in the parking lot, Jane was still nervously scanning the people looking at her, hoping that none of them knew her. Mike shoved her into the passenger seat. The buttplug pushed into her more and the piercings were making her itch.

After Mike sat in the driver's seat, he pulled Jane down again towards his dick, and made her suck his cock on their way back to the apartment. She was relieved that the plug wasn't pushing into her any more, and also there was no crotch chain either, but the itching in her freshly pierced flesh still remained. She obediently cleaned the remnants of the cum of when her clit was pierced during the creampie orgasm. He ordered her to keep him hard.

Upon reaching the apartment, Mike dragged Jane by the hair inside and headed straight to Sara's bedroom. Then he threw Jane onto her daughter's bed.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME??!"

"You seem to keep forgetting your place, so it will help you remember who you are!"

"You already beat me to death yesterday!! Wasn't that enough?"

"I decide what is enough!"

"Please! Please! Don't do this to me! What will I tell Robert!?"

"That's not my problem! And if you ever take these out yourself, then I will tell your innocent, oblivious husband EVERYTHING! Then brand you permanently!"

She was tired from the piercing ordeal, but still gathered her strength and courage to oppose Mike from taking her on her daughter's bed. Before Jane could get off the bed, Mike quickly grabbed one of Sara's panties and shoved it in Jane's mouth.

"You run your mouth too much! Maybe next time, I'll pierce your tongue, then you'll give me even better head! Haha!"

Mike tore off her top and slid Sara's miniskirt up to Jane's waist, and then without further ado, raped Jane on her daughter's bed.

No matter how much Jane tried to scream or plead, all that came out were muffled groans. Her entire body jerked from Mike's brutal thrusts. And so did the ring piercings. Jane was still not used to the foreign objects tugging on her sensitive areas, and it forced an arousal from her even when she tried her best no to get pleasure from the abuse.

Her clit piercing, in particular, aroused her the most-- not only it was attached to the most sensitive place on her body, it was large enough to rub against Mike's cock when he fucked her, stimulating her even further. Her bruised ass rubbing against the bedsheet was a constant reminder of why she was being punished.

Even with being assaulted with such intensity, Jane held on and suppressed her orgasm. She didn't want to give Mike anymore satisfaction than what he had already taken from her. But he was having none of that. Mike slapped Jane hard multiple times, swelling her eye a little. Then he grabbed her neck and began choking her. Jane looked at Mike, with tears in her eyes, pleading again, only to be muffled by her daughter's panties.

Both of them locked eyes with each other. Jane could see the anger that lingered in Mike's eyes. As her breathing got harder and harder, so did her control over her own body. Her lungs started burning. Jane could feel her own pulse straining against Mike's grip.

Just when Jane was about to pass out, Mike roared and flooded her womb with his cum. Jane felt a jolt of energy. She lost the remaining control she had over her body as it betrayed her, and reached its climax on its own, following its Master.