Elena's Travails

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Nadia lay tightly bound to the corners of the bed, trapped beneath her husband. Earlier, he had taken her up to the third floor and soundly whipped her. After inserting one of his favorite butt plugs, he’d brought her down to the second floor bedroom suite. When he put her down on the bed he’d spread her legs painfully wide and tied her limbs to the bedposts. She was filled now with a huge throbbing iron-hard c**k. She didn’t complain. On the one hand, it was her fate and meant to be. On the other hand, if she had complained, it would have meant a second whipping with one of his knotted whips. That would have been more painful than the one she’d received earlier in the evening.

The wet searing pain in her buttocks and thighs was slowly edging away, replaced by a surging sense of sheer anticipation. She could feel his pulse in his engorged c**k. That and his aura of dog-like heat warmed and excited her. The stark intensity in his dark staring eyes frightened and aroused her. After ten years of marriage, she knew she’d always be afraid of those cold glittering eyes.

“I’m on a perfect high, Nadia. My every nerve is singing. I had a wonderful time in New York. Went to some SM clubs I hadn’t been to before. I picked up some ideas.”

“I can’t wait for you to try those ideas on me…,” she whispered.

“It won’t be long, darling. I must say it feels good to be home again. There is simply no better therapy than strapping that big ass of yours.”

“What about my boobs? They need your attention, too.”

“Of course they do. I was remiss tonight, too anxious to f**k you. I’ll make up for it. Those gorgeous waist-deep melons deserve my full attention. Rest assured, Nadia, I will attend to them. A good whipping is like an elixir. It’s like I can hear the sound of the snow falling past the windows.”

“Victor, my darling, you excelled tonight. What you did to me was wonderfully powerful. You always seem to know when I need to be punished and you never fail to do it. Will I get in trouble if I say you have the biggest c**k in the world?”

Victor laughed. “Is it bigger than Frank Harrison’s?”

Nadia blushed like a schoolgirl. Mr. Harrison was her husband’s business partner and a brute compared to Victor. “No way! You’re ever so much bigger and, of course, better looking, too.”

“Hah! Perfectly answered, Nadia. I’m giving you a reprieve.”

“Oh, Victor darling…”

She lifted her head and kissed him with her open mouth. His weight and the swollen beat of his c**k aroused her, obliterating the pain of her welts. She smiled easily at her husband. She looked up at him and imagined herself tracing the tip of her finger over the thin arc of his lips, his eyes, and the ridges of his cheeks. His raw strength made her squirm.

“Darling, forgive me. I nearly forgot to tell you something. Do you recall mentioning how nice it would be if I found you a plump young lady to tidy the house, be a plaything for you, afford you the pleasures you deserve?” Deep inside her, his hardened c**k twitched and swelled - a good sign. “I’d train her. She would never leave us.”

Victor brushed her lips with his. “You’re intriguing me. Are you on to something, Nadia?”

“Elena called while you were away.”

“Elena? The last time I saw her she was a stick-girl, as slender as a reed. She’s like that maid we had, Celia. Thank god, she quit. Why in hell would you dare to suggest her? Are you looking to make me angry? Must I take you upstairs again - this very night? I’d be happy to oblige, but I warn you do not tempt me nor play games. You would not be happy if I take you upstairs again.”

“Darling, I’m really not being naughty. I love you. I love being bound to the bed and f****d silly. It’s just that you haven’t seen Elena lately and I have. She has grown into a beautiful young woman. She is eighteen now with soft liquid velvet eyes and a body that puts me to shame. Her t**s are already as big as mine. She’s going to get even bigger than her mother. Her ass is wide and firm. Top to bottom she is perfectly suited to your collection of cuffs, straps, and whips. I can imagine you putting her through her paces at those fabulous parties of yours.”

Victor’s eyebrows rose another notch. “I see. So what’s she up to – is she employed?”

“No. Her drunken father threw her out. She has no place to go. She’s at the women’s shelter. Would you consider keeping her here?”

“She cannot leave unless I say so. She must learn her place and earn her keep.”

“All she has left are the streets. I’ve known her since she was a baby. She will submit fully to you. Will you consider taking her in?”

“If I do, you know I won’t spare the rod. She will be …well…I may as well say it, completely enslaved. ”

“Of course, darling.”

“If she fails me, it won’t be pretty.”

Elena closed her eyes. Her s*x was going crazy. “Yes, I know that, too.”

“And you, my darling, must set an example. If you fail me, I swear you’ll follow her into that place of perpetual punishment I am conjuring up for her. You don’t want to go there.”

“I would expect no less, Victor. You are the master of this household. Your unrelenting expectations and discipline make me proud to be your wife.”

“Alright, it’s settled then. You may call her. Just get her here. Do not mention there is no way back. ”

Nadia imagined the expression on Elena’s face the first time Victor took her up to the third floor, the punishment room in the attic. Elena’s ripe mouth would form into a perfect O the first time Victor applied one of his many implements to her plump backside. That same petulant mouth would soon find itself wrapped around her husband’s swollen c**k.

They’d been married ten years and Nadia still struggled to get her lips around her husband’s c**k. Her efforts never failed to make him laugh. Elena would be an amusement, a distraction for Victor. If he allowed it, she might even gain a plaything of her own. His c**k suddenly slid out of her, leaving her with a singular feeling of emptiness. The huge tip of his c**k nudged the glimmering folds of her s*x. He grinned down at her.

“You enjoyed tonight’s whipping. You never once screamed. Next time I’ll make it less pleasurable so that you scream for mercy.”

“I love being whipped.”

“You’re plumping out, girl - especially in your hips and t**s. Your t**s are getting huge. I don’t know how you manage to grow those huge t**s and still maintain such a small waist. Whatever you do, it pleases me.”

She giggled. “Elena and I, we both seem to have inherited our mothers’ genes. Wait ‘til you see her. I’m sure she’s going to be bigger than me.”

“That bodes well for both of you. I may alternate my nights. I may take you both to bed. We’ll see.”

“What will you do with her?

“To introduce her to her new life of virtual captivity, I’ll begin with a regimen of harsh and strict discipline.”

Nadia let out her breath in a long sigh. “How long will that continue?”

“Until I’ve found a suitable young man to assume my role and I’ve arranged her marriage.”

“Sounds like déjà vu.”

“You know the drill. When I’m not at home, she is in your charge. You will take your hairbrush to her backside and spank her unmercifully. I expect you to effectively whip her into submission. I want to see genuine tears of remorse. If you do well and I see progress, I just may allow you to take her to bed with you on the odd night I’m out of town.”

Nadia shivered and wriggled her toes. This was more than she’d hoped for. “Thank you, Victor,” she whispered.

Victor’s c**k-head abruptly slipped back between the swollen lips of her s*x. As he filled her again and she fell into a dreamy pleasure-state, she wondered if Victor actually knew how much she yearned to spank and f**k her young charge. She hoped she wasn’t too obvious about it. When Elena came into their home, Victor would be her disciplinarian. She would be whipped within an inch and she’d ride and suck his c**k. Nadia herself wouldn’t be allowed to lift a hand without his approval. Now, it seemed Victor was going to permit her to share in Nadia’s training.

“Will you take her to the third floor?”

“Darling, don’t be naïve. Of course, I will. It’ll be a nice surprise for her.”

“I won’t breathe a word to her.” Nadia cooed, so weak with pleasure she could hardly lift her head. He pushed himself into her then, with such force she involuntarily lifted her hips into his thrusting c**k and screamed in pure ecstasy.