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Honeymoon Gone Awry Chapter Five
WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following
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   Chapter Five

   It was late Sunday morning, the day after Julie and Doug's wedding night
of debauchery.  Both were awakened from a deep sleep by Charles, the
butler, after recovering from the activities of the previous night.

   Charles released and took them upstairs to separate suites in Edgar's
mansion where they could bath and prepare for their departure.  New clothes
were laid out for each of them, seeing that their own belongings were still
in the car at the garage and the clothes they wore to the mansion were no
longer fit to be worn.

   Doug wore a pair of very stylish khakis, a polo shirt along with penny
loafers.  He looked quite spiffy in his new attire.  Julie wore a v neck
cashmere sweater which left a great deal of cleavage exposed and very
little to the imagination, an almost too short mini skirt, and five inch
heels.  She looked extremely sexy and enticing in her new attire.

   They met Edgar and Monica in the dining room for brunch.

   Edgar rose as they entered.

   "Well, good morning, Julie and Doug, I hope you rested well and found
everything to your liking this morning," Edgar greeted them jovially.

   Doug and Julie looked at Edgar suspiciously.  Doug feared that Edgar
might try to keep them there against their will.  He was not totally
convinced that they would be allowed to go on their merry way.  Julie
shared Doug's fears.

   "Doug, would you do the honors and say grace before we eat?" asked Edgar
affably.

   Doug looked at him in disbelief.  Was this the same Edgar that
humiliated and debased them the night before?

   "Of course," Doug said as he took Julie's hand to his right and Monica's
hand to his left.  He then bowed his head and closed his eyes.  "Dear
Heavenly Father, thank you for all that you provide for us on a daily
basis. Please bless this food that we are about to eat.  We pray in Jesus'
name.  Amen."

   Edgar watched Doug with half open eyes with a smile on his face.

   "Thank you, Doug.  Now everyone dig in," Edgar said.

   Every breakfast item imaginable was spread before them including French
toast, pancakes, scrambled eggs, waffles, bacon, sausage, home fries, and
of course orange juice, coffee, and tea.  The young couple were ravenous
and ate heartily having very little to say to their host.

   "Your car is ready, Doug.  I called the garage this morning.  I had them
replace all the tires including the spare with new tires.  The tread was
pretty well worn according to the mechanic," Edgar explained as if nothing
had happened.

   "How much do we owe you?" asked Doug.

   "Absolutely nothing!  Consider it a wedding present from me," he smiled.
"I also have several others gifts for you before you leave."

   Doug looked a little leery.  He didn't trust the man as far as he could
throw him - not after last night.  He wanted to bring up the bizarre
activities of the night before but thought better of it.  He had mixed
emotions.  When he thought back on what happened to his wife, he found
himself getting aroused.  He was ashamed of himself for even thinking this
way.  He knew this was wrong and tried to block those thoughts out of his
mind.  He also knew that everything he did was a sin.  He battled the
self-condemnation he was feeling and the lustful thoughts that continually
invaded his consciousness.

   Julie fought a similar battle.  She couldn't deny her arousal by the
black man or the Doberman, but the moral implications were devastating. 
She asked for God's forgiveness but flashbacks of the previous night
invaded her thoughts, causing her to get wet.  She knew she was a sinner
and not worthy.

   In short, innocence had been destroyed.  Seeds had been planted the
night before in both Doug and Julie that were taking root, and only time
would tell what fruit they would bear.

   As Doug looked over at Monica, she blew him a kiss with her pouty
sensual lips.  His cock hardened.

   "I have a wedding DVD for you.  Right now it's being edited and compiled
by my staff.  I hope you will keep this memento of your wedding night to
yourselves.  Obviously it is quite graphic.

   "Of course, when you leave here if you attempt to cause me any trouble
like being foolish enough to go to the authorities, DVD's are ready to be
distributed to your parents, your friends, members of your church, and sold
worldwide under the `Fetish Films' label, a highly notorious porn company
known for their kinky productions.

   "This DVD clearly shows that both of you are willing participants and
even beg to be fucked and sucked," said Edgar.

   "We just want to get on with our lives and put this behind us," Doug
stated.  "We have no intentions of going to the authorities."

   "A very wise decision, my boy.  I've truly been impressed with you from
the start, and I know Monica feels the same," Edgar said.

   "Oh God, yes, Doug, you are very impressive," she cooed.

   Doug's cock tingled.

   Julie was anxious to leave before anything else happened.  She still
found it hard to believe that Edgar simply planned on letting them go. 
Doug also had his doubts.  He would rest much easier when they were on
their way to the Carolinas.

   "We have one more stop before going to the garage to get your car.  I've
taken the liberty of selecting some fine jewelry for you, Julie, and we
simple need to stop and have it fitted before you're on your way.  It
shouldn't take long at all," Edgar said affably.

   "That's really not necessary," said Julie.

   "It would mean a great deal to me if you would accept this gift.  It's
my way of saying I'm sorry, Julie," Edgar said with a note of remorse in
his voice.

   "Well...  I guess it's alright," she reluctantly agreed.

   "Wonderful!  If you're ready, we can be on our way," Edgar said as he
rose.  "I know you both are anxious to be on your way to start your new
life together."

   The limo was waiting as they left the mansion.  Their destination was
only a short distance away.

   "We're stopping at Reba's Custom Jewelry for your fitting.  I think
you'll approve of my selections, Julie and Doug."

   They pulled into the long winding driveway which took then back to a
large modern looking building.  A sign hung on the side of the building -
`Reba's Exclusive Custom Fittings'.

   Upon entering the building Julie was ushered off to the left and into a
room by Edgar.  A sign next to the door said `Fitting Room.' Monica took
Doug into a room just to the right.  A sign next to the door said `Viewing
Room.' In this room was a couch facing a large mirrored wall.  There were
several other lounge chairs and tables in the room which gave it a warm,
homey feeling.

   Monica sat on the couch and patted the seat next to her.  Doug
reluctantly sat down.

   "Are you alright?" Monica asked resting her hand on Doug's right thigh.
His cock twitched.  Memories of last night invaded his thoughts like an
unwanted intruder.

   "I guess so," he said.  "I'm so confused."

   "I'm sorry for what happened to you and Julie, but I'm not sorry that
last night I received the best fuck of my life," she said as her lips
brushed Doug's.  "You're a very special person."

   Doug drew away.

   "Please don't do that, Monica."

   Monica was just complicating things.  He wanted to leave this place and
get on with his life far away from here.  Edgar's gifts of jewelry weren't
necessary.

   As Doug's troubled mind wrestled with his emotions, the mirrored wall in
front of him suddenly changed.  It changed into a window!  Incredible as it
may seem, the mirror turned into a window revealing a room on the other
side with an examination table and a woman strapped to the table.

   "Oh my God, Julie!" Doug screamed as he ran up to the window and pounded
on it.  "Let her go, you bastards."

   "It's no use, Doug, they can't hear you.  The room is soundproof,"
Monica said, her voice showing no emotion.

   Doug ran to the door and pulled on it but it was locked.  He pounded on
the door.

   "Let me out, Goddammit, let me out!" he screamed.

   "Doug, settle down.  Come over here and sit down.  It's not as bad as
you think," said Monica.

   Doug fell to the floor and buried his face in his hands.

   "I knew he wasn't going to let us go!" He thought the nightmare was
over. He just wanted to pick up the pieces and try to move on with his life
together with Julie.

   Monica walked over and kneeled down, trying to comfort Doug.  She rubbed
his shoulder as she attempted to calm him down.

   "Come back over here with me, Doug," she said soothingly as she gently
helped Doug up and led him back over to the couch.

   "What's happening?" he asked in anguish.

   "Just listen and you'll find out!" she comforted him by rubbing his
shoulders.  "Everything will be alright, baby."

   Doug looked at the sight before him.  Julie was completely naked.  She
was lying on her back on an examination table much like a table you would
find in a doctor's office.  Her feet were in stirrups spread wide apart. 
Straps held her ankles secure.  Another strap was secured under her large
tits, effectively immobilizing her.  A ball gag was in her mouth.

   "Doug, can you hear me?" asked Edgar over a loudspeaker.

   "What the fuck are you doing to my wife, you bastard?" Doug screamed.

   "Now, is that any kind of talk for a good Christian boy," Edgar said
mockingly.

   "Just try to settle down," Monica whispered in Doug's ear as her hand
once again rested on his thigh.

   In spite of himself, Doug found that his cock was responding to the
proximity of Monica's hand.  His cock was twitching and hardened slightly
which did not go unnoticed by Monica.

   "You know what's happening, Doug.  I told you this morning," replied
Edgar in a calm voice.

   "What are you talking about," Doug asked.

   "Didn't I tell you that we were stopping to have Julie's jewelry
fitted?"

   "Yes, I know that," Doug retorted.

   "Well, that's what we're doing!"

   "I don't understand," Doug said.  "Since when are you stripped naked and
tied down for jewelry."

   "That's depends on the type of jewelry, Doug.  The type of jewelry I'm
giving your wife does require it!"

   "What type of jewelry are you talking about?"

   "Well, for starters, barbells in her large nipples."

   Doug tried to get up but Monica held him down.

   "Doug, take it easy or he'll have you restrained.  I don't want that to
happen.  Please," Monica urged, trying to calm Doug down.

   "You can't do that!" he screamed.

   "Doug, I can," Edgar calmly said with a slight chuckle.  "You see, Julie
is a very sensuous woman, and I've discovered she has very sensitive
nipples that demand a lot of attention.  What better way to draw attention
to these luscious nubs than with jewelry.  Let's proceed and then I'll tell
you about the other pieces of jewelry Julie will receive today."

   Julie struggled on the table but was unable to move or make any sound as
far as that was concerned.  She looked at Edgar pleadingly but he simply
ignored her.

   A man in a white coat put on latex gloves.  He then captured Julie's
left nipple between his thumb and forefinger.  He squeezed and tugged on
the nub until it was hard.  The nipple stood out from her large quivering
tit.  He then swabbed her nipple and areola with alcohol.  Next he picked
up an instrument which looked like tweezers with holes in the end.  He
carefully positioned it on the nipple and clamped it down.  He then took a
14 gauge hollow needle that he pushed through the nipple.  Julie's head
thrashed back and forth as the needle penetrated her nipple.

   "It's ok.  Julie is fine," soothed Monica as she rubbed her hand up and
down Doug's inner thigh.  In spite of himself and in spite of what was
happening to his wife in the other room, Doug's cock betrayed him and was
beginning to get hard.

   A stainless steel barbell followed the needle through.  The medical
technician then unclamped the tweezers and screwed a ball on the other end
of the barbell.  Julie's left nipple was pierced.  He applied more alcohol
to the new piercing to guard against infection.

   "See, baby, that wasn't too bad," cooed Monica as her hand traveled
closer to Doug's growing cock.  Monica would love to suck on his large
weapon one more time.  She knew she had to be careful, or she'd scare him
off.

   The technician moved to Julie's right side and repeated the procedure on
her right nipple.

   Julie was wide eyed but could do little else seeing that she was so
effectively immobilized.  Her eyes revealed the horror she was feeling as
her body was disfigured.

   Monica's hand slowly strayed higher, only a fraction of an inch away
from the growing bulge in his pants.  Doug was mesmerized as he watched his
new bride get her nipples pierced.

   "Finished, Doug," came Edgar's voice over the speaker.  "Well, her
nipples are finished but we're far from done, my boy!"

   "What do you mean?" asked Doug with a defeated tone in his voice.  He
knew he was totally helpless.  There was nothing he could do to come to the
aid of his poor wife.  He had this feeling before.

   The window then suddenly turned back into a mirror.

   "What's happening?" Doug asked.

   ___________________________

   Julie looked down in horror at her poor abused nipples.  How wrong she
was thinking that the horror from the night before was over.  Now they were
disfiguring her body.  Tears streamed down her face.

   "Why is this happening to me?  I'm a good person," she thought.

   Everything had happened so fast.  She walked through the door with Edgar
and was immediately grabbed by two men who stripped her and shackled her to
the examination table.  The room looked very much like an operating room.
She could see Doug sitting in the other room, but than the window turned
into a mirror before they pierced her nipples.

   Now the mirrored wall suddenly began to change, and she saw her husband
still sitting with Monica on the couch, but they were sitting much closer.
Monica was whispering something in Doug's ear as her hand traveled up and
down his inner thigh.  Julie could see a large bulge in her husband's
slacks and knew that he was aroused by the sensual black Amazon sitting
next to him.

   And then as she looked on in disgust, Monica slowly unzipped Doug's
zipper and released his now hard throbbing cock.  She ran her hand up and
down the full length of his thick nine inch member as it grew harder and
harder.

   Doug closed his eyes and laid his head back as Monica kissed his neck
with her large sensual lips.  She then softly kissed his lips as her tongue
snaked out of her mouth and entered his, sending chills up and down his
spine.

   "May I kiss you, baby," she cooed.

   "I guess so," Doug answered, succumbing to the lust that was running
through his very being.

   "Don't feel bad.  Julie is alright.  Actually, her pierced nipples look
very sensuous," she cooed.

   Monica slipped his slacks off and leaned over to run her tongue around
the head of his cock causing him to groan with desire.  She then licked up
and down the length of the nine inch shaft.

   Julie cried uncontrollably.  Now married for a little over twenty-four
hours, she had not even one intimate moment with her husband.

   "It looks like Doug is enjoying himself, Julie," Edgar commented as he
removed her gag.

   "If Doug knew what you were doing to me..."

   "But he does know!" Edgar interrupted.

   "How can that be?

   "Julie, he watched as your nipples were being pierced.  He saw the whole
procedure," Edgar answered.

   "I don't believe it!" she wailed.

   "Oh yes, you see this wall is a sophisticated piece of technology - a
window to us right now and a wall of mirrors to them.  With a flick of a
switch the wall at any time can change back to a mirror on this side and a
window on the other," he chuckled.

   "You sadistic bastard!  What right do you have to violate my body like
this?" she cried uncontrollably.  "What right do you have to play with our
lives like this?"

   "Julie, you agreed to stop here for a fitting before being returned to
your car," Edgar stated.

   "You never told me you had something sick like this in mind," she
wailed.

   "You never asked," Edgar simply replied, enjoying every moment of the
poor na�ve woman's anguish.  This whole affair was turning out much better
than Edgar expected.

   Meanwhile, Julie watched dumbfounded as Monica deep throated her
husband.

   Monica took her time to savor the long thick cock that gave her so much
pleasure the night before.  She slowly took it inch by inch down her throat
as Doug convulsed under her expert manipulation.  He was like putty in her
hands, and she knew that in his present state of mind, he would do just
about anything she desired.  It also excited her knowing that Julie was
watching as she deep throated her husband.

   As Julie looked on with her mouth agape, the window slowly turned back
into a mirror.

   How can he enjoy himself when he knows she's suffering under the hands
of this monster?

   __________________________

   Doug was in another world as he watched Monica's large sensual lips
engulf his throbbing cock and slowly descend taking his throbbing member
inch by inch down her throat.

   "You're lips are amazing, Monica," he groaned.

   As he looked up, he could see that the mirror once again had changed. 
Julie was still on the examination table as Edgar repositioned the gag in
her mouth.

   "Well, Doug, I don't mean to interrupt you, but it's time to fit Julie
with her next piece of jewelry - actually several pieces," Edgar explained,
enjoying himself way too much.

   Doug simply grunted as Monica was bringing him closer and closer to a
climax.

   "First Julie will receive a nice 14 karat gold ring in her clitoral hood
followed by 6 rings in her labia.  Now, being the good Christian boy that
you are, you're probably not familiar with a woman's anatomy.  Let me
explain.  The clit is located at the top of Julie's slit and a piece of
skin known as the hood covers it when it is not fully aroused.  The ring
will pierce the hood and rest over the clit - a very nice source of
stimulation for Julie at all times," Edgar snickered.

   Julie thrashed on the table but was limited in her movements.  She
couldn't believe that this diabolical fiend was planning to actually defile
her body in this manner.  To make matters worse, her husband was sinning
with that black woman while she suffered this humiliation.

   "The six rings, three in each pussy lip, can serve many purposes.  For
example, chains can be attached to each pair limiting access to her pussy.
You might want to stretch her pussy lips.  In that case weights can be
attached to the rings which will aid in stretching her labia.  The
possibilities, Doug, are virtually endless.  Just use your imagination."

   Doug listened but processed very little of what Edgar was saying. 
Monica was quite a distraction as she buried his cock down her throat.

   "In order for us to proceed any further, it will be necessary to shave
Julie's pubic area.  This lowers the risk of infection considerably,"
explained Edgar.

   The medical tech washed Julie's pubic area and then covers it with
shaving cream.

   Edgar leaned in close to Julie's ear and whispered, "It would be
advisable to remain very still while you're being shaved.  We wouldn't want
you cut or damaged in such a delicate area."

   Doug watched through glazed eyes as the man in the white lab coat
proceeded to shave his bride clean.

   When he was finished, her pussy was as smooth as a baby's bottom.  Edgar
ran his fingers lightly over her labia and clit causing Julie to shiver. 
He then applied debilitating cream to the shaved area to ensure that her
pubic hair would never grow back.  Her pussy and rectal area would be void
of hair forever.

   "What is that stuff you're putting on me?" Julie asked fearfully.

   Edgar laughed.

   "You'll never have to worry about shaving down there again.  You see,
Julie, this cream will ensure that your pubic hair will never grow back. 
Right at this moment it's destroying each hair follicle."

   "Oh God, no, you bastard!" she wailed.

   Doug watched through lust-filled eyes as Monica continued to suck on his
cock and balls.  He couldn't think clearly and found that watching his wife
in such a compromising situation oddly excited him.

   He saw the technician swab off Julie's cunt with antiseptic.

   The procedure for piercing the vagina area was much the same as the
procedure used on her tits.  In less than a minute the clitoral hood ring
was resting on her clit.

   Doug watched as the technician quickly added six small rings to Julie's
outer labia using antiseptic before and after each piercing.  Three rings
on each outer lip were now in place.

   "You're taking this so well, Doug.  I'll also add three chains
connecting the labia rings if you have no objections," Edgar said as if
Doug had a choice.

   Julie was in deep despair and feeling betrayed by both God and her
husband.  She thought for sure God would have protected her from all evil,
and she never expected her husband's of little more than a day to succumb
to the wiles of another woman while she was humiliated and degraded. 
__________________________

   The mirror changed to a window and, Julie, who was in considerable pain,
could see her husband's lust-filled eyes as Monica sucked on one of his
balls.  His head lay back against the back of the coach, his mouth agape as
he groaned from the expert manipulation of his cock and balls by Monica.

   Julie's gag was once again removed.

   "It looks like Doug is really enjoying himself," Edgar taunted as he
rested his hand on Julie's left tit.

   Julie cried uncontrollably.  She felt forsaken and filled with
hopelessness.

   "Don't cry, Julie.  All marriages have their ups and downs.  It just
looks like Doug is really up right now."

   Edgar wasn't helping, and, of course, wasn't trying to help the poor
newlywed feel better.

   "I only have one more piece of jewelry for you, Julie," Edgar said
massaging Julie's tit.

   "I don't want anything else from you.  Haven't you done enough to ruin
our lives?  Aren't you satisfied?" she cried hysterically.

   "Almost, Julie, but not quite.  It actually could be much worse, you
know.  I could have tattooed your whole body.  I could have put a ring
though your nose, and incidentally, still could," he continued to provoke
her, pushing her more and more.

   "Oh God, help me," she groaned.

   "Why don't you take a moment to watch Doug?  This will give you a chance
to rest before you receive your last piece of jewelry," Edgar suggested as
he directed the technician to remove her legs from the stirrups and raise
her up into a sitting position.

   With this done, she saw Monica stand up and slowly take off her top and
then her bra.  She saw the hungry look in her husband's eyes as he stared
at the black woman's good sized tits.  She watched as Monica removed her
skirt and panties, and then rubbed her pussy in Doug's face.

   "Do you want to kiss my pussy like you did last night, baby?"

   "What!" Julie exclaimed.

   "Now, Julie, why are you so surprised and indignant?  You act as if
you're the Virgin Mary.  Didn't Duke give your pussy a good licking last
night as Doug watched?  Did you once think of him while the dog's tongue
drove you wild?"

   Edgar was relentless.

   Julie said nothing.  She knew Edgar was right.  She did thrill at the
touch of the dog's long tongue lapping at her labia and sensitive clit. 
The thought of it even now sent chills up and down her spine.

   She saw her husband nod, and then he started licking this other's
woman's labia and sucking on her clit, and all of this made Julie feel so
inadequate and disgusted and aroused at the same time.

   Julie then watched as Doug allowed Monica to hold his head as she rubbed
her pussy all over his face, and she saw the look of pure bliss written all
over Doug's face as he was smeared with her pussy juice.

   "Stick your tongue in my pussy, baby, just like you did last night," she
cooed.

   Doug obeyed without a moment's hesitation, burying his tongue in her
hole as far as he could while he rubbed his nose up and down against her
hard clit.

   "Oh God, Doug, you are so good.  You really know how to eat pussy.  You
turn me on so much, baby!" Monica exclaimed, knowing Julie was taking in
everything.

   "Oh Monica, I love the way you taste," Doug answered, consumed with lust
for this woman.

   This whole scene was too much for Julie as she turned her head away
unable to watch her husband do to Monica what he should be doing to her,
and at the same time she was filled with remorse as memories of the night
before flooded her mind, reminding her that she was no better than him.

   ___________________________

   The mirror changed once more, and Monica reluctantly tore her pussy from
Doug's lips and sat next to him.  Edgar wanted him to see Julie's final
degradation.

   "Julie is almost done, baby," Monica said, directing his attention
towards the window.

   Doug looked up and saw his beautiful wife in great distress.  Her face
was tear-stained.  She had been crying, and she looked very pale and
afraid. As he made these observations, Monica once more started to suck his
rigid nine inch cock.  He couldn't resist the exquisite feelings that
coursed through his body at her touch.

   "Open your mouth, please," requested the technician.

   Julie refused as the reality of the situation hit her like a ton of
bricks.  They planned on piercing her tongue like a common slut.

   "No!  No!  I won't!  You can't do that to me!" she screamed.

   This got Doug's attention as he made an attempt to rise but Monica
sucked harder and began to take his cock down her throat.  That was too
much for Doug as he sat back, knowing there was nothing he could do anyway.

   "Now, Julie, don't be difficult," chided Edgar.  "This is the last one
and then we're all done."

   "No!  Haven't you debased me enough!" she asserted with conviction.

   Edgar reared back and smacked the side of her left tit - a vicious blow,
knocking it violently into her right one.  He repeated the action on her
right tit with a resounding SMACK!

   "Now, if you like, I can do this all day, and to be honest with you, I'd
enjoy it, but the end result will still be the same.  You will open your
mouth.  What will it be?"

   The tears came in rivers as Julie reluctantly opened her mouth, knowing
she had once again been defeated.

   "Smart girl!" mocked Edgar.

   As Monica picked up her pace and took Doug's cock in and out of her
throat at a fairly rapid pace, Doug watched as the technician quickly fixed
two clamps in Julie's mouth, forcing her mouth wide open.  With that done,
the technician grabbed Julie's tongue with the tweezers with holes in the
end.  He carefully positioned it on her tongue, clamped it down, and then
took a 14 gauge hollow needle and pushed it through Julie's tongue.  A
stainless steel barbell followed the needle through.  He then unclamped the
tweezers and screwed a ball on the other end of the barbell.

   Unintelligible sounds came out of Julie's mouth as the clamps kept her
jaw immobile.  Julie now has a stud in her tongue like a true slut, as
Doug's cock swelled and pumped a load of cum down Monica's throat.

   The mirror suddenly changed and Julie looked on in horror as her husband
pumped load after load of cum down Monica's throat.  Her tongue was already
beginning to swell from the piercing as her jaw began to ache from the
clamps.

   "Well, Doug, I can see you enjoyed your wife's fitting this morning.  I
hope you both will be very happy with Julie's new jewelry.  The barbells
through her nipples set off her large tits very nicely," Edgar added as he
stood behind Julie and lifted a hefty tit in each hand.

   "I also think the clit and labia rings nicely accentuate her pussy."

   Julie was forced to stand there, being utterly humiliated by this
bastard, but even now in the midst of this humiliation she was getting wet.

   "And, of course, the tongue stud is just frosting on the cake.  Imagine
the wonderful head Julie can give you as that stud runs up and down the
length of your shaft," Edgar chuckled.

   Doug was speechless as Monica licked his cock and balls clean.  She
already had his shaft twitching and threatening to grow hard again.  Seeing
his new bride standing there with all her new piercings, sent a chill
through his system.

   "By the way if you have any thoughts of removing Julie's new jewelry, I
wouldn't advise that.  Both the barbells and rings when fastened weld
together thanks to a new patented technology that has recently been
developed.  However, there is one way to remove them and if you have the
desire to do so, just come back to see me.  The only stipulation is that
you wait a minimum of one year," Edgar said smugly.

   Julie hung her head in shame at the thought that her body was now
permanently marked with a reminder of the events of the past 24 hours.  She
would have to live with memories of this humiliation for the rest of her
life.  How could she face her friends in church?  How could she minister to
those in need?

   __________________________

   Julie came out of the room wearing only the v neck top, short skirt, and
high heels.  Her piercings were much too sensitive for any undergarments.
At the same time Doug followed Monica from the viewing room.  They avoided
looking at each other as they returned to the limo.  Both were embarrassed
and ashamed but for different reasons.

   Edgar, as promised, took them to their car and dropped them off.

   "I'm so glad I was able to be of assistance to you," he said.  "It's
such a good feeling when you can help others out especially young newlyweds
like yourselves.  Have a safe and pleasant journey.  Oh, and remember
you're always welcome at my estate," he smiled as the limo drove away
leaving the two newly weds standing there like two stakes driven into the
ground.

   Julie and Doug got into their car, alone for the first time since their
car broke down yesterday.  There was an awkward silence between them as
Doug pulled out on the highway anxious to get out of the area and as far
away from Edgar as possible.

   As Doug drove, he reached over to put his hand on Julie's leg, but she
shied away from his touch.  Doug felt rejected by Julie and made no further
attempts to reach out to her.  They each withdrew lost in their own
thoughts.

   Julie couldn't help but think of Benjamin as the head of his cock rested
in her mouth and she looked down the length of the 13 inches that invaded
her throat.  She also had flashbacks of Duke pounding her ass with such
rapidity that he broke through to her colon.  All these lewd thoughts made
her wet as her clit which was now hard throbbed and rested against the ring
in her hood.

   Doug also couldn't clear his mind of the events of the past twenty-four
hours.  No matter how hard he tried his thoughts always returned to Monica
and the amazing things she did with her mouth.  Visions of Julie being
humiliated and used by Edgar also made his cock grow hard.  He realized
that it was a real turn on to see his young bride humiliated and used by
others.

   Doug slowed and pulled off onto the shoulder of the road.  He turned and
looked at Julie.  As they peered into each others eyes, they both knew the
last twenty-four hours had changed them forever.  They would never be the
same.  The purity and innocence of their love for each other had been
destroyed forever.  That was something they could never reclaim.  And as
much as they detested Edgar and what he turned them into, they also craved
what he had to offer.

   "Let's go back," Julie whispered, and Doug, without another word spoken,
turned the car around and headed back to Edgar's estate.

   The End?

   Author's Note: The question now is should the story continue?  Is a
sequel warranted?  You decide.  Give me your feedback at
mobiguard-bdsm@yahoo.com

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