Trained to be chained

CHAPTER EIGHT

Six months later Zelda became Mrs. Henry Allen. Henry's first wife walked out on him a week after Henry brought Zelda home and Zelda was happy to take her place.

Zelda immediately went down on her knees. She loved Henry's prick. She teased him at first by just licking his piss-hole. He had such a darling cock. She skinned his cock-knob and sucked on the fat pink plum. Henry murmured his approval and started pissing. He stopped at intervals to give Zelda a chance to swallow. She took it all. She loved it. She took all his hot piss down her throat and before he finished she had a small orgasm.

Henry teased her about it. "You came, bitch!"

Zelda smiled at him and nodded. "You know I always do. Let me suck you off now so you can come too!"

Henry shook his head. "Not now, I'm too bushed."

"Please, Henry!"

"I said no. You just had your kicks with a mouthful of piss. What more do you want?"

"I want jism."

"Christ, you're a vampire!"

"Every woman is a vampire, Henry!"

"You're the first woman who ever got off on my piss. Gloria would have used a baseball bat on me if I ever suggested it!"

Zelda chuckled. "But deep inside that's what she wanted. She was dying to have you piss in her mouth. I'm glad it never happened. I'm glad I was the one to get it instead. Come on, Henry, let me suck you off! I'll rim you and then suck the juice out of your balls. Wouldn't you like that?"

"I said no."

"I'm turned on!"

"Use your finger. Better yet, use a hairbrush or something! Come on, slut, show Daddy how you get off!"

Zelda laughed and went to get her hairbrush. She sat down in the armchair near the window and pulled her dress up to her waist. As usual, she wore no panties, just a garter belt and stockings. She spread her legs wide and slowly worked the handle of the hairbrush inside her cunt-hole.

"I'd rather have your cock in here," she said. Henry lit a cigar and sat down to watch her. "Go on, fuck it in and out. Get your rocks off and maybe I'll have some peace!"

Zelda screwed the hairbrush in and out of her cunt for five minutes, but it did no good. She begged Henry to fuck her.

"It's our honeymoon," she said. "It's our first night in Las Vegas and I think you ought to fuck me!" She finally convinced him. He put the cigar in the ashtray she tossed the hairbrush onto the bed. Henry gazed at her sopping cunt a moment and then he told her to turn around and bend over on the chair.

Zelda mewled with pleasure and hurried to get herself into position. She looked over her shoulder and watched Henry drop his pants and shorts.

"Will you do my ass, Henry?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Fuck my ass and then let me suck your cock afterward."

"You're a filthy slut!"

"You know I like doing it!"

"Okay, that's what you get!"

He brought a tube of Vaseline from the dresser and spread some grease over his cock. Then he did her asshole, dabbing some grease on the ring and pushing his finger inside.

Zelda moaned softly as she felt his finger screw inside her ass. Henry continued teasing her asshole. He could feel how hot she was. Her asshole was on fire.

"Christ, what a beauty!" he said. Zelda purred. "You like it?"

"Sure I like it."

"Is it nicer than Gloria's?"

"Shut up and hold still while I get in!"

Then he pushed his knob at her shit-hole. Zelda groaned and opened herself and in moment Henry's cock slid smoothly inside her shit-tube.

"Oh, that's good!" she said with a groan.

"Hold still, slut!"

He took it easy at first. He wanted her ass to be wide open before he started ramming her. He worked his cock in and out with short, slow strokes. Zelda's ass gradually softened and she moaned as her asshole turned into butter.

Henry grunted. He watched his cock-shaft as he started the ride. Her asshole was like a big round mouth around his sliding cock. He smiled as Zelda began revolving her ass in circles. Her timing was perfect. Each time he thrust in, she screwed her ass around to give both of them the most pleasure.

Then Zelda began the clamping. She had a trained asshole and she knew how to clamp down on a cock when she was being fucked. Henry had been impressed by that the first time he fucked her shitter. He hadn't yet told her that was the reason he agreed to marry her. That and the way she liked being a slave. She was so different than Gloria. His first wife took a cock in her ass only as a last resort and then she would run to the bathroom to let the jism drip out. Zelda didn't run anywhere. After she had her ass fucked, she always turned around to clean his cock with her mouth.

"Geronimo!" Henry said.

The next moment he started spurting his jism in Zelda's hot shit-tube.

Later they went downstairs to the casino. Henry gambled at the roulette table while Zelda watched. She really had no interest in what was going on. She could think about nothing except what they would do when they were in their room again.

She was always turned on now. She seemed to be in a state of constant sexual arousal. Here in Las Vegas they were pretending to be an ordinary couple. But she knew they weren't ordinary at all. She was a total slave to Henry and she doubted there were many women here like that. Things had changed so much since the days before her first enslavement by Malcolm and Josie.

Henry finally tired of gambling. Zelda had no idea how much money he lost. It was all her money and she didn't care one way or the other. Money wasn't important to her anymore.

She wiggled her ass with anticipation as she rode the elevator with Henry back to their room. Once they were inside the room, she immediately turned to him and kissed him.

"Do something nasty to me!" she said. "Piss in my mouth again!"

Henry was annoyed. He pushed her away. When she moved back to him, he slapped her face. "Cut it out, bitch!"

Zelda's pulse raced. "Go on, hit me, Henry. Beat me up!"

"Christ, you're crazy."

"I'm your slave. Didn't you say I was your slave?"

"That's right, you're my slave. Fix me a drink!"

When she handed him a glass half-filled with Scotch, he smirked at her. "You want the whip?"

Zelda quivered. "Yes, I'd like it!" So that's what they did. Henry brought the small black whip out of the suitcase and Zelda knelt on the bed with her dress pulled up to expose her ass.

He teased her. He knew how to make her crazy with want. First he stroked the handle of the whip up and down her ass-crack until he had her gyrating her ass and begging for it. "Please, Henry!"

"You've got a fat little cunt. I like the way it looks from the back like this."

She moved her legs further apart and opened her cuntlips with her fingers. "Can you see my clit?"

"Sure, I can see it. Stick your fingers in your cunt."

He made her diddle herself while he watched. Then he poked the handle of the whip at her asshole and slowly pushed it inside. Zelda loved it. She squirmed her ass to get more of the handle. Henry chuckled and pushed a good six inches of the handle inside her tight shitter. Then he pulled the handle out and told her to suck it.

"I can't hold it until you clean it," he said. Zelda licked and sucked the leather whip handle. She loved the whip. The handle was almost as thick as a cock and it always felt marvelous when she had it in her ass. And the other end of the whip, the business end, was always delicious when Henry used it on her ass.

After the handle was clean, Henry took the whip in his hand and told Zelda to bend over again. Zelda mewled as she lowered her shoulders to the mattress. "I'm so hot for it, Henry!"

He chuckled. He clenched his teeth, raised his arm and gave her the first stroke. It was a well made whip of fine leather and Zelda immediately cried out.

Henry raised the whip again. "Keep your mouth shut, I don't want any trouble with the hotel." And down slashed the whip again to make the second red stripe on Zelda's creamy white ass.

Once Henry started whipping her, he never let up until he was bored with it. Tonight it took him a long time to get bored. Zelda sobbed into the pillow. Her cunt was like a waterfall, the juice running out in a steady stream down the insides of her thighs. She moaned and sobbed, and then finally the pain became too much and she fainted.

She was out awhile, and then something made her open her eyes and she found Henry pissing on her. Zelda shuddered as the warm piss flowed over her neck and back.

Henry grunted as he shook his prick over her. "The chambermaid will freak out when she sees the bed," he said. "You can sleep in this bed and I'll take the other one."

But after a while he relented and Zelda was able to crawl into bed beside him.

The next day Henry rented a car and they went shopping in a large mall near the hotel.

On the way back Henry spotted a high class lingerie boutique and he stopped the car.

"Let's see what they've got for you," he said. Zelda was glad to stretch her legs. The place had no other customers in it, but the set-up was nice and it was pleasantly air-conditioned. The girl who came out seemed surprised to see them in the shop. When Zelda asked her about it, the girl looked Zelda up and down and said. "We do mostly showgirls here."

Henry chuckled. "My wife's a showgirl, too."

Zelda laughed. "That's not true!"

"Yes, it is!" Henry said. "Show the girl something!"

The girl was looking at them like they were crazy. Zelda blushed and shook her head at Henry. "No, Henry, I won't."

"Yes, you will!" Henry said.

"Now listen," the girl said, "I don't want to get mixed up in anything!"

Henry smiled. "There's nothing to get mixed up in, honey." Then he looked at Zelda. "Go on, Zelda, show the girl something."

Zelda blushed. Then she took hold of her dress at the sides and slowly raised it. She kept lifting the dress until she had it up to her waist. She was naked under the dress. The salesgirl stared at Zelda's blonde cunt-bush. She saw the gold chain clipped to each of Zelda's clit-lips. The chain hung down in a loop between Zelda's creamy thighs.

The girl giggled. "Oh boy, I know what she is."

"She'll do anything you want," Henry said.

"You mean now?"

Henry nodded. "That's what I mean."

The girl looked doubtful. "I don't know, I only work here and I don't want to get into any trouble."

"There's no one here," Henry said. "We're the only customers. We'll buy something later. Come on, tell her what you want!"

The girl looked at Zelda, at the chain attached to Zelda's pussy. Then she raised her eyes to Zelda's face. Zelda blushed and looked away. The girl snickered. "Maybe she can suck me off," the girl said. "Yeah, that's what I want!"

And that's what Zelda had to do. She dropped her dress now. No one had any more interest in her pussy. It was the salesgirl's pussy that required attention.

The girl took them to the back of the store where they couldn't be seen from the street.

"I thought this was going to be a boring day," the salesgirl said.

She quickly dropped her shorts and panties and stepped out of them.

Henry chuckled as be gazed at the girl's round little ass. Then he chuckled again when the girl turned and he saw that her pussy was shaved.

The girl smiled, raised one leg and placed her foot on a chair.

"My boyfriend likes it this way. He likes to lick it and I like it too."

"What's your name?" Henry said.

"Cindy," the girl said.

Henry turned to Zelda. "Go on, Zelda, suck Cindy's pussy!"

Zelda went down on her knees. She was hungry for it now. The girl had such a luscious looking cunt. Cindy spread her bald cunt-lips with her fingers and Zelda's tongue came out to find her cunt-hole.

"Oooooh, she's good!" Cindy said.

Henry laughed. "You're damn right she's good. She gives great head. If you want, you can piss in her mouth."

Cindy giggled. "You mean it?"

"Of course I mean it."

"She's a slave, isn't she?"

"That's right."

"Tell her to open her mouth and I'll do it!"

"You tell her. Slap her round if you want."

The girl giggled again and slapped Zelda's head.

"Open your mouth so I can piss in it!" Cindy said.

Zelda got herself into position under Cindy's crotch and opened her mouth. Cindy had a flushed face and wide eyes as she looked down at the woman between her legs. Then the next moment the yellow piss gushed out of Cindy's pisshole and straight into Zelda's mouth.

"Ooooh, I love it!" Cindy said. She rubbed her clit with her fingers as she pissed.

After that Henry bought two nightgowns for Zelda and they walked out of the shop and climbed into the car.

"I think you had a good time," Henry said. Zelda blushed. "It was nice."

"She has a sweet little pussy."

Zelda nodded. "She's adorable."

"Would you rather suck a pussy or a cock?" Zelda smiled. "A cock, any day."

"Go on, suck me off!"

Zelda looked around. "Here?"

Henry nodded. "Right here. If anyone looks, I'll tell them you lost an earring."

The danger of being seen turned Zelda on. That plus the effect of what had happened in the lingerie shop. The girl hid been delicious.

Such a luscious little pussy without a hair on it. Even her piss had a sweet taste. Zelda was sorry she hadn't had a chance at the girl's asshole. Henry ought to have told her to. Maybe he didn't understand how much she liked to do a girl's asshole. How important it was to have a taste of a girl's ass.

She went down on Henry's cock. He was big and hard, obviously turned on by watching the little shop girl piss in Zelda's mouth. His cockhead throbbed on Zelda's tongue. She sucked his prick, bobbing her head up and down as she worked to bring him off.

Then she heard Henry chuckle. "We've got an audience," he said. "I don't know if they know what's going on, but they're sure looking."

Zelda tried to raise her head, but he held her down. He told her to keep sucking. He made her suck his cock until he shot his cum-load. He emptied his balls down her throat and then he told her she could sit up.

Sure enough, when she straightened up, she saw four or five people standing near the car and laughing at them.

"She's a great little cock-sucker," Henry said. Then he started the motor and drove off.

Zelda quivered. She loved everything Henry did.

That evening, after dinner, Henry told Zelda to remain in the room awhile without him. He said he would return soon, but he gave her no information about where he was going. Zelda was puzzled, but she did what he wanted. These days she always did what Henry wanted. It made her life simple and sweet and that was the way she wanted it.

Henry returned in less than an hour, but he was not alone. He had a beautiful girl with him. Henry said she was a showgirl, a performer in one of the shows in the hotel. The girl was tall and gorgeous and she looked at Zelda with amusement in her eyes.

"Hello," the girl said to Zelda.

Zelda was jealous. How could she possibly compete with a girl as beautiful as this one? She nodded at the girl.

"Pleased to meet you," Zelda said.

Marylou chuckled and looked at Henry. "She's sweet. Are you sure you weren't lying to me about her?"

Henry shook his head. "No way."

Marylou wasn't convinced. "I'm not interested in any party unless she's what you say she is."

"Ask her," Henry said.

Marylou looked at Zelda. "He says you're a slave. Is he telling the truth?"

"Show your ass," Henry said. "Let her see the marks on your ass!"

Zelda did it. She turned her back to them and raised her skirt to show the welts on her ass-cheeks.

"Oh wow!" Marylou said.

Henry snorted. "You believe me now?"

"Yes, I do."

"You can whip her if you want! I've got the whip."

A purring sound came out of Marylou. "I wouldn't mind."

Henry told Zelda to bend over a chair and stick her ass out. Zelda trembled as she did it. She kept her legs apart in order to steady herself. She hoped Marylou wouldn't be too mean. Zelda hadn't been whipped by a woman in a long time, but she remembered how awful it could be.

Marylou brandished the whip. "This is a nice one!"

Henry chuckled. "You like doing it, huh?"

"Sure I like it." Then Marylou looked at Zelda's ass. She smiled when she saw the gold chain attached to Zelda's cunt-lips. "She's a sweetie. Look at the way that pussy sticks out in the back. Can I hurt her there?"

Henry shrugged. "Do whatever you want. I think the more you hurt her, the more she likes it!"

Marylou snickered. "Okay, we'll find out." Zelda trembled and waited, and then the next moment the whip came slashing down across her ass and the pouch of her pussy.

The searing pain made Zelda cry out. The next stroke of the whip was even worse. Zelda understood that Marylou was vicious.

"Hey, this turns me on," Marylou said. She struck again, aiming directly at Zelda's exposed cuntlips. Zelda groaned and started sobbing. Then a moment later she had an orgasm. A full blown climax that left her trembling.

"I told you!" Henry said to Marylou.

Marylou giggled. "What else can I do?"

"What would you like?"

Marylou turned the whip around and pushed the handle at Zelda's asshole. "I don't know," Marylou said. "Give me a moment and I'll think about it."

Zelda shuddered. Her clit was on fire. She hoped Marylou wouldn't take too long.