Wife in a slave house

CHAPTER EIGHT

"You're a nice-looking girl," Arthur Farrell said.

They were in his den. He was smiling at her and Angela was terrified. Her, wrists were manacled behind her back. This pulled her shoulders back and made her tits more prominent. She had a ball-gag in her mouth. She wore a pair of red pumps with five-inch heels, but apart from that she was completely naked.

Farrell seemed amused at the way she looked.

His eyes roved over her tits. He told her to turn so that be could look at her ass. Then she had to turn around again to show him her cunt. He made her put one foot up on a chair to expose her shaved pussy. He seemed fascinated by it. He started talking about her cunt, and about the cunts of women he'd known.

"Sometimes the pussy doesn't match the woman. You get surprised." He chuckled. "You have a nice cunt slit. Very pretty."

She trembled when he picked up the electric prod that had been lying on the nearby table. "Know what this is?"

She nodded. She was frightened. She remembered what Helen had said about him using the prod. She remembered how Cory had hurt her. And Dugan.

Farrell was amused by her fear. He giggled as he extended the prod and touched the end to her belly. Angela was afraid to move. The prod slid down. He pushed it at her pussyslit. She closed her eyes. She felt the prod pushing between her cunt lips. Then it was inside her cunt hole. She could feel it going in. Farrell snickered as she groaned. He pulled the prod out.

"Turn around and bend over."

She did it. He ran the prod up and down her ass crack, deliberately teasing her. Then he found her asshole with the end and pushed it in. She held still as he did it. She was afraid he would injure her. She whimpered as he slowly pushed the prod inside her ass.

When he finally pulled the prod out of her ass, he made her turn to face him. He giggled as he wiped the end of the prod across her swinging tits. She realized he was much worse than Helen. He was fiendish.

Now he made her bend forward and he pulled the gag out of her mouth. He told her to keep her mouth open. He raised the prod.

"We don't want this dirty, do we?"

He pushed the end of the prod between her lips and she had to suck it clean. She could taste her ass. She hated him. She hated all of them.

The prod was almost as thick as a cock and he teased her about it as she sucked the end.

"Push your lips out more. That's it. A pretty girl with a pretty mouth. A sexy mouth. Helen likes it, doesn't she?"

He said he knew all about Helen. He knew all about what his wife did with the girls. He teased Angela about having to suck Helen's asshole after she shit. He was amused by the way Angela blushed.

Then he talked about Angela's slavery. He said she was the fourth gi they'd had. "I think you're the prettiest." He opened his fly and pulled his cock out. Her ordered Angela to suck it.

She went down. She stuffed her mouth with his limp wick. She hoped she might get him off quickly and then he would lose interest in her. She took all of his cock in her mouth. He started to get hard and soon she had his cock knob in her throat. She began fucking him with her mouth, desperate to make him come.

But it was no good. He wouldn't come and she couldn't use her hands. He giggled at the frantic way she worked on him. Finally he pushed her away. He started frigging his cock with his hand. He had her lean over him so that he could play with her tits. He hefted each tit, bouncing it on his palm. He twisted her nipples and giggled when she sobbed at the pain. He said he liked her tits. He said it was nice to see heavy tits on a girl with slender shoulders. "I'm not too old to appreciate a nice pair of tits."

He snickered as he continued pumping his cock with his fist.

He still didn't come. He stopped jerking off and told her to turn around. He spread her asscheeks to look at her asshole. Then she felt the prod in her ass crack. The end slipped inside her asshole. It felt as though he'd greased it this time. He pinched one of her asscheeks and said her ass turned him on.

Then suddenly she felt a jolt in her ass as he activated the prod. He giggled at the way she squirmed. He asked her how it felt. She trembled and groaned as her shit-tube responded to the electric charge. She felt like shitting.

Farrell continued fucking the electrified prod in and out of her asshole. He was amused at her agony. He started talking about Helen again. He questioned Angela about the taste of his wife's ass. She told him everything.

He suddenly turned the voltage up and she cried out. Now she really felt it in there. She groaned as she came. That was what Farrell wanted. He laughed and reached underneath her ass to finger her cunt. He pushed two fingers inside her cunt hole and kept them there as she had two more orgasms. He told her he could feel the spasms in her pussy.

He kept fucking her with the electric prod. Sometimes it hurt when he gave her jolt. She came again, a knockout climax this time. She moaned as she realized she was pissing on herself. Her legs were drenched. Farrell loved it. He kept his fingers churning inside her cunt as she came.

Finally he pulled the prod out of her ass and he told her he wanted her to shit for him.

She begged him not to make her do it.

He threatened her. He said, after what she did with Helen, she couldn't pretend to be so innocent.

"One word from me and you go back to that place you were at."

She tried. She felt totally degraded. She had her back to him. She squatted down. But nothing came out except a fart.

Farrell laughed. He was delighted with her. He reached down and tickled her asshole. He said she was worth all the money it cost him.

He made her sit down. He rose up and slowly peeled his pants and shorts off. He had spindly legs. His cock dangled over his low hanging balls. He diddled his prick with his fingers as he came to her.

She had to suck his balls. She lifted the leathery sack with her fingers and sucked his balls between her lips. He had the prod in his hand again. He prodded her cunt while she sucked his hanging balls. His balls were as big as plums and they filled her mouth. He flipped his cock against her face as he talked about the last slave they'd had in the house. He said Helen always chose the girls. He said the last girl had a terrific tongue. He said Helen liked a tongue in her ass. He teased Angela.

"I bet you like it, huh? How about giving me some? Show me some talent."

He said he'd give her the prod again if she didn't do it. He said this time he'd burn her ass with the prod.

She went down on his ass. He bent over in front of her face and pulled his asscheeks apart with his hands. She wasted no time getting her tongue in his ass. She stuck her tongue deep inside his shitter. She found it disgusting. She always hated it when she did it.

He talked to her. He said she was good. He complimented her when she fluttered her tongue inside his ass. He said she had the right technique. Then he talked about Helen again. He said his wife had a thing about shit. He laughed. He said Helen liked to shit on the girls when they didn't behave.

"She loves it. She always makes them eat her slit." He asked if Angela had done it yet.

She tried to ignore what he was saying. She sucked his ass and played with his balls. She concentrated her mind on his ass. She had already done it to Peter. And of course she ate Helen's ass nearly every day. Peter liked a tongue in his ass as much as his mother.

She was always with one of them. They hardly ever let her out of their sight. She was always doing something. When she was inside her room, the door was always locked. She was a prisoner. She wanted to escape, but she didn't know how. She had to keep hoping.

Then Farrell pulled his ass away from her mouth. Her tongue was sore. She closed her eyes and prayed he would be finished with her soon.

He made her rise. He told her to turn and bend over. Her fear of him returned as she bent over the easy chair.

He started greasing her asshole. He teased her as he did it. He said she had a cute asshole. He told her to open and close her asshole so he could watch it. He held her asscheeks apart with his hands and giggled as she did it. Then a moment later he pushed his cock knob against her grommet and rammed his cock up her ass.

He had no trouble getting in. He started fucking her. He went slowly at first, but then he picked up speed. He was soon fucking her ass fast and hard. He talked about her asshole. He said he could tell she had experience. He told her to tighten the grip of her shitter.

"Yeah, that's it. Come on, cutie, grab the cock. Oh yeah! You like it, huh? Yeah, I can tell you like it. What a nice big shit hole. Not too big, ha ha."

He said he hardly ever fucked Helen any more. He said Helen wasn't what she used to be. He said he liked a tight asshole in a younger woman. He said he liked Angela's ass. He teased her.

He said the next time he fucked her ass he wanted to feel her shit in there. Or maybe he was feeling something now. Was that a turd he felt in there? He wanted her to talk about it, but she refused. He was amused at her embarrassment. He pinched her ass, then slapped it and laughed. He squeezed her asscheeks as he taunted her.

Then suddenly the door opened and Helen came in. She giggled when she saw Angela with her husband. She came over to watch them. She stood beside Angela as Arthur's cock slid in and out of Angela's ass. She teased her husband.

"Don't overdo it, darling. You'll pop a blood vessel or something."

She taunted Angela. She said Angela looked happy. She fondled Angela's ass. She ran her hand over Arthur's ass and then slipped her hand between his legs to grip his balls.

Angela's ass was wide open now. Arthur's cock moved in and out of her shitter like a greased piston. Helen came back to Angela. She started pinching Angela's tits. Angela cried out when it hurt. She groaned loudly and Helen laughed at her. Then Helen questioned Arthur about Angela's asshole.

"Is she what you wanted, darling?"

Arthur grunted. "She's wonderful. She's a hot fuck."

"Better than me, I suppose."

They started bickering. Angela listened to it with dismay. She hated them.

Then the bickering stopped and Helen cooed at her husband. She moved behind him and stuck a finger up his ass while he fucked Angela's shitter. Arthur giggled as she told Angela what she was doing. He told Helen he liked it and she gave him two fingers. She fucked his ass with her fingers. Angela could feel his cock get bigger in her ass. Helen's fingers in his shifter excited him.

Angela was amazed at how strong a fucker he was. She never felt pain in her ass any more. There was always the deep pressure and the uncomfortable feeling that she had to shit, but never any pain. Not after all the times she'd had her ass fucked by Cory's guards. She could take a cock with ease now. And old man Farrell wasn't that big anyway. Peter Farrell fucked her pussy but he always finished in her ass. Peter liked to slap her ass around.

Arthur finally pulled out of Angela's ass without coming. Angela could feel her asshole gaping. She remained as she was, bent over the easy chair, her wrists manacled behind her back and her tits hanging down like a pair of grapefruits. She heard Arthur talking to Helen. Angela didn't catch it at first. Her mind was too occupied with the easing pressure inside her asshole. Then she realized Arthur was telling Helen that he wanted to fuck her ass. He wanted her to bend over like Angela.

Helen laughed. She was surprised and amused. She teased him about Angela.

"But what about me? Do I still turn you on?" Angela turned and sat down. She watched them as they bantered with each other. It was obvious that Helen wanted to get fucked. She soon pulled her dress up and bent over one of the other chairs. Her big round ass was exposed. Arthur pulled her panties down to her knees. Helen's creamy white ass seemed to fill the room. The pouch of her cunt and her dark asshole were clearly visible.

Arthur stroked his wife's ass. He muttered to her as he did it. Angela wondered how often they fucked these days. They weren't that young any more, even if Helen was twenty years younger than Arthur. She watched as Arthur greased Helen's asshole. Helen squirmed as his thumb pushed inside her ass. He screwed his thumb in and out and she started giggling. Now they seemed very much at ease with each other. They teased each other about ass fucking. Arthur kept stretching her asshole with his fingers.

Finally he decided she was ready. He took his cock in his hand and placed his cock knob on her asshole. He pushed forward and slowly buried his cock in her shitter. He went in easily. Angela could see how Helen opened her ass to let him in. The older woman groaned with pleasure. Her asshole was now like a huge mouth surrounding Arthur's swollen cock.

He gripped her ass and started fucking her. He talked to her. He said she was still good. He said she still had a lovely shit-tube. Angela watched his cock slide in and out. Helen made noises as he fucked her. Angela wanted them to enjoy themselves. She prayed they wouldn't bother her any more. But of course they would.

Then Arthur started grunting, ramming his wife's ass as he shot off in her shitter. Helen mewled and squirmed. She rolled her ass around, her asshole sucking on his spurting cock. Arthur grunted again and slapped her ass as he shot off.

Angela thought Helen seemed to like it intensely. Arthur giggled as he finished. He pulled his cock out of Helen's ass and gazed fondly at her gaping asshole. Her fucked out shitter slowly closed. Arthur laughed and rubbed it with his finger.

Helen called to Angela now and Angela trembled. Helen ordered Angela to suck her asshole. She wanted Angela to suck out Arthur's jism.

Angela was disgusted at the idea. But she resigned herself to it. She was helpless. She never thought of disobeying them. Her slavery in the Farrell house was complete.

She moved behind Helen's ass. She could see Arthur's jism leaking out of the older woman's asshole. Angela crouched down. She still had her wrists manacled behind her back and she moved awkwardly. She pushed her face against Helen's ass and started licking the woman's asshole. Helen mewled with pleasure. Angela lapped her tongue over Helen's asshole. Then she pressed her lips against it and sucked. In a moment Arthur's jism started flowing into her mouth. She sucked Helen's shit-ring to get it all. Angela could taste Arthur's jism on her tongue. Helen squirmed with pleasure. She quivered and mewled as Angela sucked her shit hole.

Angela got most of the jism out of Helen's ass. Helen urged her on. The older woman's fingers were moving in her cunt as Angela sucked her asshole. Angela could tell that Helen was more excited than usual. Getting her ass fucked by Arthur and then sucked by Angela seemed to turn her on.

Finally Helen was finished. She shuddered as she came. She rubbed frantically at her clit. Then she pulled away from Angela's face.

Arthur had watched it carefully. He looked amused. Angela lay an the floor in a heap, and when she looked up she could see the lust in Arthur's eyes.

Then Helen came over to Angela and straddled her. She had her panties off. Holding her dress at her waist, she squatted down over Angela's face. Angela groaned as Helen's cunt came down on her mouth. There was no escape. She had to suck Helen's raunchy cunt. She had to let Helen's cunt-slime drip over her tongue and down her throat.

Arthur called to Helen. He said his cock was dirty from her ass.

"Let Angela take care of me first. After that you can fuck her face all day."

Helen giggled and climbed off Angela. Arthur waved his cock at Angela and smiled. She had to do it. She crawled to him and took his limp prick in her mouth. Yes, it was dirty. He had traces of Helen's shit on his prick. Angela sucked it. She sucked him clean. Helen frigged her cunt as she watched it. She brought herself off again as Angela cleaned Arthur's shitty cock with her mouth.

After that Arthur pushed Angela down again. She groveled on the floor in front of them. Arthur giggled and started pissing on her. Angela was miserable. Helen laughed and joined him. The older woman squatted over Angela's face. Both Farrells pissed on Angela and she was soon drenched.

She lay there in a puddle of piss. She kept her eyes closed. She had the taste of it in her mouth, the smell of it all around her. The Farrells laughed at her. Angela shuddered with revulsion.