Trained to be chained

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Praise the Lord!" the woman said.

Thee were about two dozen people in the small church, half men and half women. They sat in the pews, their eyes fixed on the dais whet Zelda sat in a chair.

Zelda was bound to the chair. She was naked. She was gagged. Her legs were spread and everyone in the congregation could see the bush of her cunt between her thighs.

The preacher was in the small pulpit. He began talking. Zelda was in a daze and she only half listened. She heard him say she had been given to the congregation by the Lord. She had been given as a gift in reward for their virtue.

Zelda was mortified by the way they looked at her. All those people. Their eyes on her tits and exposed pussy. She felt helpless. Like a cornered animal bound and displayed for public inspection.

Now the preacher was talking about sin. He recounted the dreadful punishments that awaited the sinner. He said Zelda had been sent to them as an example. He said Zelda was a sinner now repenting in her bondage. Zelda trembled as she listened. She wondered what they would do with her. Nothing seemed to have gone right since her escape from the Bronson house. First the two cops and now this.

She tried closing her legs, but it was no use. They had her securely tied. She felt all those eyes on her. She had never been exposed to so many people at one time before. Then she remembered all the horrible things she had experienced and she told herself this wasn't so terrible. In a way it was even exciting. Her cunt was certainly the center of everyone's attention. She had an urge to giggle. You're going crazy, she thought. But the excitement was there. She could feel it in her pussy. She suspected her pussy was wet and maybe they could see it. The thought of that turned her on even further. Finally the sermon was finished. A bowl moved from hand to hand in the audience, one person after another tossing money into it. They were a mix of people, some young and some old. Zelda realized she was hungry. She hadn't eaten anything in a long time.

Then the preacher said something to the congregation. Two men stepped forward. They came to Zelda, lifted her and the chair together, and carried her away into the adjoining vestry.

Bound and gagged, she sat there in the vestry while the preacher and the two men talked to each other. Then suddenly the preacher came to Zelda and pulled the gag out of her mouth.

Zelda wanted to shout. She warned to demand her release. To beg them to release her. But her jaws were stiff and no sound came out. The preacher held her jaw open while one of the men came forward with a muzzle of some kind. In a moment they had the muzzle in place. The contraption kept Zelda's jaws wide open. She had trouble swallowing. She was terrified.

"All right, Zelda," the preacher said. "You can be the first."

The man called Zeb positioned himself in front of Zelda. Her eyes wide, she watched him unzip his fly and bring his cock out. He fingered his soft cock and began to stroke it. His prick gradually stiffened in his hand and he moved forward to get his cock-knob resting on Zelda's tongue. A moment later he grunted and shot off in her mouth. Four jets of hot spunk splashed over the back of her tongue and started leaking down her throat. Because her jaws were clamped open, she had to work her throat muscles in order to swallow. It was either that or choke on his jism.

Before she had it all down, the second man was in front of her. Once again she had a prickhead on her tongue, the man's fingers stroking his cock-shaft. This one chuckled as he came. He wagged his cock-head around inside her mouth, rolling it over her tongue as the jism spurted out of his piss-hole.

"It's a whore's mouth!" he said. "I bet she's had a thousand cocks in it!"

After that ten more men filed into the vestry one after the other to jerk off in Zelda's mouth. Her tongue and palate and teeth were covered with spunk. She had the smell of it in her nose and the feel of it sliding down her throat.

One of the men who dumped his load in her mouth looked familiar. Like someone from Zelda's past life. Had she ever had a past life? She couldn't tell any more. These days she could hardly remember it. She quickly forgot about the man. The hem sliding down her throat required all her attention.

Finally the men were gone and only the preacher remained. He smiled at her. His fingers worked at the muzzle and in a moment her jaws were free.

"You did well," he said. "They will all pray for you."

Zelda worked her jaws to get the stiffness out. "Please let me go!" she said. "You can't keep me here. It's kidnapping, you know. But if you let me go now, I promise not to tell anyone!"

The preacher chuckled. He reached down, hefted one of her tits in his hand and pulled at her nipple. "You're a Jezebel!"

Then he opened his fly and brought his cock out. He ran his cock-head back and forth over her lips.

"Please let me go," she said.

He smiled at her and shook his head. "Suck it, woman. Bring the cum-juice out of my balls."

He forced his prick inside her mouth and she had no choice but to suck. In a few moments his cock thickened into a stiff club. He worked his prick in and out of her open mouth, sliding his cock back and forth as he fucked her face.

Finally he came. After having twelve men come in her mouth, she hardly noticed the preacher's jism. He emptied himself in her mouth, and then suddenly she cried out as he started pissing.

He slapped her. He told her not to move. Keeping just his cock-head in her mouth, he pissed a steady stream down her throat.

She had been trained well and she knew how to handle it. She swallowed in great gulps, the hot piss gushing down her throat until he finished.

He was pleased. "That was good," he said. "Now you come home with me and we'll decide what to do with you."

"Jonah, she's a peach," the preacher's wife said.

She was a big woman with big tits and pretty legs. She patted Zelda's cheek and squeezed one of Zelda's tits.

Zelda was naked. She felt uncomfortable because there was a boy in the kitchen with them. He couldn't be more than eighteen. His name was Luke and he was the preacher's son. Jonah slapped Zelda's ass.

"You'd better give her something to eat," he said to Flora. "I'm going to town."

After Jonah left, Flora made Zelda sit at the kitchen table while she brought food out of the refrigerator. But she was still naked while the others were dressed. Flora and her son Luke. Zelda was aware of the boy's eyes on her nakedness.

Flora was evidently aware of it too. She teased Luke. "You look ready to eat up her tits!" Flora said.

The boy blushed. "She's pretty."

Flora smiled. "As pretty as me?"

"Aw Mom…"

Flora chuckled. "Okay, I won't make you answer that. Anyway, stand up and let me see what she's doing to you!"

The boy rose, and as Zelda watched with amazement, Flora ran her hand over the front of Luke's pants to gauge the state of his cock. Then Flora's fingers worked at the zipper of Luke's fly and in a moment she had his cock and balls out in the open.

He had a big cock. Zelda was impressed. His cock dangled like a big fat sausage, and when Flora skinned his cock-knob Zelda saw that Luke's cock was beautiful.

Flora fondled him. The way they were relaxed about it, it was certainly not the first time. She squeezed his big ball-bag and stroked his cock with her fingers. The boy's prick twitched under his mother's fingers and a glob of cum juice dropped away from his piss-hole.

Zelda expected what happened next. She felt like doing the same thing and she couldn't blame Flora. Stirred by the sight of it, Zelda watched as Flora filled her mouth with the boy's cock and began sucking him off.

The blow-job was smooth and expert. Flora held his balls with one hand and the base of his cock-shaft with the other. Her mouth moved back and forth on his rigid prick, and each time she pulled back she left a trail of saliva on his cock-skin.

Finally Flora stopped moving and Luke took over. He held his mother's head in his hands as he fucked his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Coming soon!" he said through clenched teeth. And the next moment he groaned as he shot his cum-load down his mother's throat.

Zelda watched as Flora swallowed her son's jism. Zelda remembered what had happened in the vestry of the church. The taste of jism came back to her and she had a sudden hunger for it. She wanted to throw herself on the boy and suck another cum-load out of his balls. But she was afraid Flora would get angry, and instead she did nothing.

Zelda quivered. "Doesn't Jonah mind?" Flora laughed. "You got to know how to handle men, honey. Anyway, let's not talk about that. I got worked up sucking his cock and now you can take care of me. Why don't you lie down on the floor and I'll sit on your face!"

Zelda blushed. "I don't know…"

"You want me to turn mean?"

"No!"

"Then get down there!"

Flora slipped her hands beneath her skirt and pulled her panties off as Zelda stretched out on the floor. Holding her skirt up to her waist, Flora straddled Zelda and that eased her crotch down towards Zelda's face.

Zelda trembled as she gazed at Flora's hairy cunt. A moment later the view went dark as Flora's crotch settled on Zelda's face.

"Suck some pussy-juice," Flora said with a chuckle.

Zelda sucked Flora's meaty cunt. The big woman's crotch had a heavy cunt-smell and Zelda found herself turned on by it. Yes, she did like it. She liked the smell of a man's balls and she liked the smell of a woman's cunt. She had learned a few things about herself these past weeks.

Flora rubbed her cunt back and forth over Zelda's nose and mouth awhile, and then she turned completely around and settled down again to offer her ass.

"Now work on my ass!" Flora said with a snicker.

Zelda discovered that Flora's asshole was a big, sloppy thing. Wide open and hot and eager to be probed. Her asshole was loose enough so that it felt almost like a cunt when Zelda's tongue went inside. Then Flora moved again and this time it was Zelda's nose she wanted. Flora got her jollies like that. She kept Zelda's nose in her ass while she beat herself off with her fingers.

That evening, Zelda found herself in bed with Jonah and Flora. Zelda had done cleaning chores all day in the kitchen and bathrooms, and now after dinner the preacher and his wife and brought Zelda to their bed to entertain them.

Flora giggled and kicked Zelda. "Eat my clit, cutie. Suck on my clit!"

As Zelda moved her mouth into Flora's raunchy cunt, Flora told Jonah how clever Zelda was at giving head.

"I had her nose in my asshole." Flora said to Jonah. "You never do that to me anymore."

Jonah chuckled. "Sometimes I think you're a wicked woman."

"She's good!" Flora said.

"How good?"

"Good enough to make me come when she sucks my ass!"

"Turns you on to hear about it, huh?"

"Get her any from you, woman. Jonah wants his whale!"

They laughed. Flora pushed Zelda away from her cunt and opened her legs to her husband.

Jonah mounted her, held her legs with his arms and socked his cock inside her gaping cunt. Then he looked over his shoulder at Zelda and ordered her to get her face against his ass.

"Get your nose in my asshole!" he said. "Let's see if you're any good at that!"

Zelda did what he wanted. As Jonah fucked Flora, she pressed her face between his asscheeks. First she wet his asshole down with her tongue. Then, when his asshole was wet and loose, she pushed her nose inside.

"Yeah, that's good," Jonah said. He grinned down at Flora. "Come on, woman, roll that ass!"

Zelda found herself turned on. She found pleasure in the service she was giving. She reamed out the preacher's ass with her nose. She pulled at his balls, pulled them back until she had one of his balls in her mouth. Sucking the one ball, she jammed her nose even deeper inside his hot ass.

Then Jonah pulled his cock out of Flora's cunt and told her to get on her hands and knees.

"Let's have a look at your ass!" he said.

Flora quickly obliged him. Perched on her hands and knees, she wagged her ass back and forth.

"Up the alley, honey!"

"You want it in your ass?"

"You bet!"

Jonah chuckled and turned to Zelda. "Suck her asshole and get it ready!"

Zelda quivered with excitement. She moved behind Flora's big luscious ass and covered the woman's asshole with her mouth. After a full minute of sucking, she had Flora's asshole loose and wet with her saliva.

Jonah checked it out, ran a finger inside Flora's asshole to see how ready she was. Then he pulled the finger out and pushed the knob of his cock at Flora's brownie.

"Here it comes, honey."

Zelda quivered as she watched the preacher's cock slide inside his wife's big asshole. Flora's ass opened like a round mouth, the ring of her asshole stretched around his cock-shaft, and the next moment he was in her ass to the hilt.

He fucked her ass hard. As far as Zelda could see, he made no attempt to be careful. Flora loved it. She groaned and grunted. Then they were both coming, snorting at each other as the jism spurted out of his cock. Her asshole clamped down on his prick to suck the last dregs of his load out of his balls.

When Jonah pulled his cock out of Flora's ass, his cock had streaks of her shit on it. He turned to Zelda.

"Get it in your mouth and clean it!" he said. Zelda shuddered. She opened her mouth and Jonah pushed his shit-covered cock inside. He pumped his prick in and out. Then he stopped pumping and made Zelda suck and lick until his cock was clean.

Flora lay on her side and watched it.

"She likes it!" Flora said. "The slut likes the taste of shit in her mouth. We'll have to see that she gets what she wants!"

The next morning Zelda was in the kitchen again. She helped Flora fix breakfast for Jonah and Luke, and then after the men left the house she helped Flora clean the kitchen and dust the living room.

Zelda was feeling content. So far they hadn't beat her or tried to hurt her in any way. She was a slave, all right, but she was satisfied as long as they didn't hurt her. She didn't mind the sex. She didn't mind the things they made her do. She had been forced to do worse with the other masters she'd had. The worst thing Jonah did was piss in her mouth. As for Flora, she liked having her asshole licked. After Zelda finished the cleaning chores, Flora made Zelda suck her ass again. She had her tongue deep inside Flora's ass when Luke walked in.

The boy crouched behind Zelda to play with her twat. Zelda hoped he would fuck her. She hadn't been fucked in days and she wants it badly. When Luke stuck his thumb in her ass, she wiggled her hips to encourage him.

Flora was on her back, her faces pressed against her tits and her crotch rolled up to make her asshole accessible to Zelda's tongue. The preacher's wife looked ever Zelda's head and smiled at her son. "What are you doing to her?"

Luke shrugged. "I got a finger in her ass. She seems to like it."

Flora chuckled. "Sure she does!"

"Can I fuck her ass?"

"Only if you use some grease. Your father said she's not to be ruined. You can get the Crisco in the kitchen."

Zelda trembled as she waited. She was dying to have the boy's big cock in her ass. She worked her tongue more forcefully inside Flora's shithole. Flora was amused. "You're all excited about getting a cock up your ass!" Flora said. "Well, that's all right, honey, I'm a woman, too, and I understand."

Then Luke was back with the Crisco. He greased his cock and then rubbed some Crisco over Zelda's asshole. She moaned against Flora's hole. Trembling with anticipation, Zelda pushed her nose inside Flora's cunt-hole and waited for the boy's cocks.

Then she had it. His fat cock-head pushing against her asshole. She opened herself, opened her shitter to his fat cock. The next moment she groaned as he broke in and filled her shit-tube with his fuck-meat.

They were a trio now. Zelda worked her nose in Flora's cunt and her tongue in Flora's asshole. The boy held Zelda's ass-cheeks with his hands as he slid his big cock in and out of her stretched asshole.

"It's good," Luke said. "She's got a nice ass."

Flora chuckled. "Tight, honey?"

"Real nice, Mom. Is she going to stay with us awhile?"

Flora tickled Zelda's ears. "I don't think so. Ooooh, what a nice tongue she has!"

Zelda loved it. Her tongue felt at home in Flora's ass. She knew all the little tricks now. She found it exciting to make an asshole quiver and spasm around her tongue. And all the while she had Luke's big cock sliding in and out of her ass, reaming out her shit-tube like a big tamping iron in the barrel of a cannon.

When the boy finally shot off, Zelda held herself still while she took his cum-load. She felt him pop, felt the jism gush out of his young prick to fill her shitter. Then Flora came, her cunt spuming around Zelda's nose, and a moment later the big woman started pissing on Zelda's face. They all laughed as Zelda hustled to get as much of the piss in her mouth as she could. After that Zelda turned around and cleaned Luke's cock. She sucked all the Crisco and shit off his cock and then she lay that licking his balls while they rested.

Later Zelda had to get lunch ready for the family. She no longer minded her slavery. She liked the idea of not having to make any decisions for herself. It seemed so odd to her that she had once been something else. Now she was meek and she liked being that way. She liked serving the preacher and his family.

When the preacher came home for lunch, the next thing he did was call Zelda and piss in her mouth. She knelt on the floor in front of him, his prick in her mouth while he pissed. He talked to Flora while he did it. Then he finished and Zelda sucked at the tip of his prick before fucking it back in his pants.

"No, leave it out," Jonah said to Zelda. "Empty my balls, too."

Flora was annoyed. "Why don't you let me do that?" she said. "Let her get it hard and then you can fuck me!"

Jonah said no. "I want her mouth. She's not going to be around much longer."

Zelda had no idea what he meant. She took his prick in her mouth and staffed sucking him off. It took a while to get him hard, but after that it was all right. She squeezed his balls and jerked his prick with her fingers until he shot off a load of jism in her mouth.

Flora was still jealous, and when Jonah was finished with Zelda, she dragged Zelda to one of the johns. She made Zelda get in the bathtub, and then she climbed over Zelda and started shitting on Zelda's face.

"Here, you can have some of my shit!" Flora said. "It's hot and tasty, fresh out of the oven!"

Zelda discovered she didn't mind it. She rubbed the hot shit over her face and neck. She wanted Flora to sit down on her face, but Flora cursed her and climbed out of the tub.

"You're a filthy slut!" Flora said. "How come you like this so much?"

"I don't know," Zelda said. "I just like it. I guess different people like different things."

Flora sneered at her. "You're filthy with it, honey. You better clean up."

Zelda wagged her tongue. "Don't you want me to clean your ass?"

Flora snorted. "You must be crazy. You've got shit all over your face and if you clean my ass you'll get me dirty."

Flora went out and Zelda cleaned up. When she came out again, Zelda went to the kitchen and there she found a stranger with Jonah and the others.

Jonah introduced the man as a member of the congregation. Zelda didn't catch the stranger's name, but she thought he looked familiar. Maybe he was one of the men who had jerked off in her mouth that first day at the church. Or maybe she knew him from somewhere else. She couldn't tell.

But he did look familiar. She could see the interest in his eyes. She was completely naked, of course. She never wore clothes in the preacher's house. The man looked her up and down and she could see the approval in his eyes. She thought if they were alone she wouldn't mind sucking his cock and balls and then his whole. She imagined the pleasure she could give him with her tongue in his ass.

Then Jonah explained the stranger had acquired Zelda in exchange for a large gift to the church.

"He's taking you away," Jonah said. "You belong to him now."

Zelda was thrilled. She and the man looked at each other and she suddenly realized she knew him.

She gasped: "It's Henry Allen."

The man smiled. "That's right."

It was Henry Allen, one of the people who had worked for Zelda when she'd been running the employment agency.

Zelda was stunned. She quivered. It was Henry Allen and now he was the one she belonged to. Henry Allen was her new master.