The Penitent IV: Inner Circle

Chapter One-4

She looked up at him. His prick continued to swell in her hands. She knew he had seen her swallow and her n*****s stiffen. Hating herself she said, “I...I...don’t know how or why…but…but you may be right. Before another month has passed, it’s possible that I will…that I will come to you on my knees and...and beg you to f**k my mouth.” Her face had turned fiery red. She had to swallow again. She let go of his c**k, which quickly subsided.

He sat back in his chair, “Yes, I’m told you’ve been conditioned to need a c**k in your mouth from time to time.” He stared at her until she bowed her head. “But, I believe, Mrs. Ryan, that in short order you will come to feel differently about my c**k. It will not be the conditioning that causes you to beg to suck it. You need to satisfy a dark desire you’ve felt long before your marriage, long before your training at the facility. It’s a desire, a consuming one, you’ve tried hard to deny. But you can’t, can you? It began years ago and over time has become stronger. Am I not correct?” She didn’t answer. He watched her closely and saw a shiver course through her body. He smiled to himself.

“Now, to other matters. In private you are to refer to me as Master Ruben. In public among others you will call me Simon and add endearments such as “dear,” “my love,” “darling,” and whatever terms of affection seem appropriate.” She nodded. “I expect, Mrs. Ryan,” he continued, “that you are now anxious to strip for me? You want to tease me with your lovely young body?”

She’d known she would be required to take off her clothes before this vicious old lecher but to actually do it, to expose herself to him made her blush with shame and seethe with anger. “Yes, Master Ruben, I would like to undress...would like to be...to be naked for you.” She stood up and began to unbutton her blouse. Her fingers trembled, and she could feel the color once more rise to her face.

Ruben fondled his c**k. “Ah, Mrs. Ryan, do you know how often I’ve imagined this scene? How often I’ve thought about the beautiful but haughty Mrs. Ryan standing before me slowly removing her garments, gradually revealing to me her splendid body and then, naked, asking me to feel her.” Her cheeks burned. She shrugged off her blouse, then pushed down her skirt and stepped out of it. She stood before him bare except for the collar and heels. She lowered her head. “Come closer and ask,” Ruben ordered. “You may call me ‘Simon’ and add a term of affection.”

She moved up to stand between his legs. “Please, Master Ruben, I mean please...dear Simon touch me,” she said. He placed his large hands on her hips and felt along her body until he cupped her breasts and pinched her long n*****s between this thumb and index fingers. Kathy gasped and looked away. Her n*****s were swollen and hard.

He chuckled, “I knew back then, on the night you humiliated me, that you were not what you seemed. I knew that the aristocratic Mrs. Ryan wanted me to grab her precious tit, wanted me to whisper obscenities in her pretty pink ear, wanted to feel my c**k through her thin gown. Am I right? Isn’t that what you really wanted?” He rolled her n*****s between his fingers.

Kathy avoided looking at him by concentrating on a painting behind him. She had to say what she knew he wanted to hear, “Yes, what you say is true. That night I was excited when you asked me to dance. The memories of seeing you at the pool came flooding back. The things you said to me were exactly what I imagined you would say. I hoped you would touch my breast just as you are doing now. I wanted to feel you...to feel your c**k against me.” For a terrible moment she wasn’t sure if she was telling him what she knew he wanted to hear or if her words held some truth.

Ruben twisted her n*****s, “I knew then what you would become. What have you become, Mrs. Ryan?”

“I…I’ve become the possession of any man Mr. Satomi gives me to.”

“He’s given you to me.”

“Then I belong to you.”

“Tell me and show me you mean it.” He slid his hands down to her hips.

His thick fingers dug into her skin. Only last year she had slapped him in public for presuming to place his hand near her breast. Now, she stood, naked and submissive before this disgusting old man. His sweaty hands were hot. They kneaded and caressed her bare ass. His ugly face leered up at her. “Whose woman are you?” he asked.

“I belong to you...to Simon Ruben.” She took his hands and moved them along her sides until they once more cupped her breasts. He lifted his head toward her and licked his pendulous lips.

“I don’t need to order you, do I? It’s what you’ve been thinking about since you entered the room. It’s what you’ve always imagined, always wanted.” He licked his lips again. “Say it. Ask me.”

“You’re right, Simon, you needn’t order me.” She looked down at his thick lips that were wet with spittle. “It’s what I’ve wanted, what I’ve wanted since…since before my marriage.” She leaned forward. “Please let me kiss you.” Her parted lips touched his. His thick tongue slid into her mouth. She felt nauseous but at the same time a wave of heat flushed her cheeks and spread downward. The kiss lasted a long while. Kathy groaned inwardly. When he released her, she staggered back unsteady in the heels.

Ruben looked at her for several moments before speaking, “I think you’re easily aroused, Mrs. Ryan. Is that true? Are you easily aroused?”

She glanced at him, then looked away, “Yes...since my...my training I seem to...to…,” she didn’t finish.

He nodded, smiling, “I see you wear a metal cap over your c******s. I’ve been told about it. I’ve also been informed that you are not to be f****d in the cunt, you are not to be permitted to c*m. Is that true?”

“Yes,” Kathy bowed her head, “Mr. Satomi has given strict orders that...that...my p***y is not to be penetrated. The brushes have been taken out of the c******l cap. Without them I’m unable to cum.”

“Good,” Ruben nodded, “if you’re not thinking about your own pleasure, you can concentrate on giving pleasure to others. Since your cunt is not available, how do you propose to be of service?”

Her head still bowed she answered quietly, “My mouth...I can serve with my mouth.” She paused. “And...and my anus, my anal opening.”

“You mean you want to suck c**k and have your ass f****d?”

Kathy looked up, the anger flashing in her eyes, “No!” she said firmly, “No I don’t want to do either of those things. I…I…hate…” She caught herself and fell silent.

“I expect you didn’t look closely at the rat cage,” Ruben said evenly. “The top of the wire cage has openings that will accommodate your lovely breasts. Of course, the openings are out of reach of the rats. The cage is also equipped with wrist and leg restraints. Imagine yourself, Mrs. Ryan tied face down over the cage, your t**s hanging through the openings just a few inches beyond the reach of the hungry rats.”

“Please, no!” Kathy cried.

“I’m not finished, Mrs. Ryan,” he leaned forward. “You should know that with a touch of a button, the floor of the cage can be raised. You will be staring down watching the squeaking red eyed rats come closer and closer to your tender nipples.” He sat back smiling, “Ah, that’s a sight I’d like to see.”

Kathy dropped to her knees and looking up at him begged, “Please, dear Master Ruben, forgive me. I want to suck...to suck your c**k, to make love to it with my mouth. I...I...I’m very good. They taught me well at the Facility. My lips are soft and warm. My tongue is loving. Sucking…sucking a man’s c**k excites me. I want to feel your great c**k in my ass. They taught me, also, how to give a man intense pleasure when he f***s my ass. Please, Master Ruben, let me suck you now!” She inched closer to him and reached for his flaccid c**k.

“No, Mrs. Ryan, there will be plenty of time for you to become intimately acquainted with my prick.” He stood up and shoved his c**k back into his pants. He towered over her, “Is the beautiful young wife of Jeffery Ryan groveling at the feet of Simon Ruben begging to suck his c**k? Tell me.”

She hung her head, “Yes Jeffery Ryan was my husband. I love him more than I can say. And you, Simon Ruben intend to destroy his good reputation.” She looked up at him. “Yet here I am naked and on my knees before you. I’m begging you... begging...to...suck.... your great cock...begging you to...to...fuck my mouth.....fuck my mouth until you c*m in it.”

“Get on all fours, on your hands and knees, like a dog,” he demanded. He picked up the leash that was attached to her collar.

“Now,” he leaned over her, grinning, “I want you to walk beside me like a dog, a well trained dog. When I pull lightly on the leash, you’re to heel. Do you know what it means to heel?”

“Yes,” she whispered. He waited for her to explain. “I should stop and sit back and look up at you.”

He patted her head. “That’s right. And when I begin to walk again you’re to keep pace with me close to my side.” He tugged on the leash and walked quickly around the perimeter of the room. Kathy strained to keep up with him. When they were once more in front of his chair, he pulled on the leash again. Kathy sat back on her calves and lifted her head. “Ahh,” he sighed, “the once proud and insolent Mrs. Ryan trots along beside me, naked and obedient just like a devoted little pet. Are you my devoted little pet, Mrs. Ryan?”

She was tempted to yank the leash from his hand and stand up to spit in his face, but an image of the rat cage flashed through her head, “Yes, Master Ruben, I am your devoted little pet.”

He sat in his chair and spread his legs indicating she was to move between them. “Heel,” he said. Kathy sat back on her haunches and looked up into his ugly face.

“In a few days, Mrs. Ryan, several prominent men from the community are coming here for drinks and dinner. After we’ve eaten we will retire to this room. Jane will bring you to us here just as you are, naked except for the collar, leash, and obscene shoes.”

“Oh, please, no...not in front of...”

“Many men,” he cut her off, “who have long admired the lovely young wife of Jeffery Ryan. They are, of course, quite a bit older than your deceased husband but not yet impotent. I’m sure you are acquainted with each of them: there’s a doctor, two lawyers, a judge, a school administrator, a clergyman, and two business men, eight in all not counting myself.”

Kathy inched closer placing her hands on his knees, “I beg you, Master Ruben, please, please....I can’t do that...can’t face them.”

“But you can and will,” he said sternly. “You are to be blindfolded. Whenever one of the men wants you to suck his c**k he will guide you to it by the leash. If he wants to f**k your ass, he need only pull down on the leash and you will lower your head to the floor and raise your ass.” Tears began to run down Kathy’s face as she shook her head in despair. “Remember your sister-in-law, remember the rats,” Ruben warned.

Kathy brushed away the tears and bowed her head, “I...I’ll do what you say,” she said.

“Of course, you will. Jane is to attend to your make-up. After you have swallowed the c*m of a guest, Jane will wipe your face, apply fresh lipstick, and do whatever else needs to be done so that you will look desirable for next man who wants you.” He paused leaning back in his chair imagining the scene. After a moment he sat up again and stared silently at her until she began to tremble. “They will have you, Mrs. Ryan, eight highly placed men in the community. You will take the c*m of each one of them either in your mouth or ass.” He closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. “Then, in the coming weeks,” he continued, “these same men will be at the Country Club when you accompany me there. And you, my dear, will not know which of them shoved his c**k up your ass or which of them slid his prick between your warm lips.”

He chuckled as he watched her cheeks redden. “But they will know. From now on whenever you go to the bank, or consult a lawyer, or greet a judge, or shop in a*****e, or eat in a restaurant it will never be as it was. Perhaps some of them will, with a wink or a whisper, compliment you at the Country Club. Others may prefer to keep you guessing. Since I have not sworn them to secrecy, soon the whole town will know that the pure and faithful wife of Jeffery Ryan has sucked the c***s and given her ass to many of the town’s most prominent citizens.” He leaned toward her, leering, “After that, neither your husband’s reputation nor your own will be worth cat s**t in this town!”