Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 11

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Monica was anxious to speak to Edgar.  It was difficult for her to hide her enthusiasm. After breakfast she took him aside to disclose her discovery.  This was the perfect opportunity since Juanita was taking Julie and Doug into town. Edgar wanted them to get use to being out in public. Very soon they would be going on a little trip. He was sure that even if the opportunity arose, they would not attempt to escape now that they knew the high price of freedom. 

“I made an interesting discovery last night as I was removing the snakes from Julie’s breasts,” Monica said as they walked into the study.

“And what was that?” Edgar inquired.

“Well, after removing the Albino’s, I noticed a single drop of clear liquid on her left nipple,” Monica said.

"That could've been from the snake," Edgar said.

"I don't think so, Edgar.  I did some research last night on induced lactation, and I think you will be quite surprised by what I discovered."

Monica now had Edgar's attention.  He was intrigued with this notion.

"What exactly did you find out?" Edward asked as he reclined in his chair.

“I discovered that many women have induced lactation with only mechanical stimulation."

"Exactly what do you mean by mechanical stimulation?” asked Edgar.

"Mechanical stimulation consists of breast massage, nipple manipulation, and sucking," replied Monica.

"Are you telling me that Julie is capable of producing breast milk without being pregnant?  I thought only pregnant women were capable of nursing," Edgar said.

"Oh no, Edgar, it has been going on for many centuries. In bible days it was called wet nursing. In third world countries women will induce lactate to care for orphans. Here in the United States women do it for adopted children,” replied Monica somewhat amused.

“It sounds as if you did do your homework!”

“Yes, I even doubled checked this morning to make sure the information I had was accurate. They all concurred. Both prolactin, the milk-making hormone, and oxytocin, the milk-releasing hormone, are produced in response to nipple stimulation. They are pituitary not ovarian hormones," she added.

"Well, now you’re getting a little bit too technical for me,” Edgar laughed. “Mmmmmm, this is quite interesting.  I can just picture our young slut squirting milk out of her massive tits." 

"As a side benefit, there may even be a slight increase in the size of her breasts," Monica added.

Edgar sat back in his chair.  The wheels were turning.  He knew what he wanted to do next to demoralize the naive slut. Actually he had a private investigator gathering information at this very moment in Freehold, Iowa, where the young couple had planned to reside, and he would soon be traveling to Lake Placid to gather more detailed information on Julie's family.  Now this whole idea of induced lactation just added another dimension to what he had in mind.  He certainly could move forward with his own plans and initiate Monica’s plan at the same time. 

"What kind of time frame are we looking at here, Monica?  Would it be two or three months before she was producing any milk?"

"Oh no, Edgar, milk production typically begins between 1 and 4 weeks after initiating stimulation."  

"You must be joking!  I thought it would take much longer than that," replied Edgar surprised.

"Edgar, you can't imagine how stunned I was when I discovered all of this on the Internet last night."

"Well, this will fit in nicely with what I already have planned for the slut bride.  I suppose we'll need to acquire a breast pump for her?"

“You disappoint me.  I thought your devious mind would have had this one figured out by now," Monica laughed.  "We already have breast pumps."

He looked at her curiously, and then it struck him like a bolt of lightning.  What was he thinking?  Of course, they already had the perfect breast pumps. Edgar rose from his chair.

"Monica, remind me to give you a raise.  This is an absolute stroke of genius.  I should've thought of it myself.  The Albino corn snakes are absolutely perfect," he said coming around the desk and giving Monica a hug.

"I thought you would be pleased," she said.

"All right, give me details.  When should we start?  How often do her breasts need to be pumped?  How long do her breasts need to be..."

"Slow down, Edgar" Monica smiled, amused at his eagerness.  "We can start today if you like. 

“Yes! Yes! Most definitely, yes!” he exclaimed.

“Her tits need to be pumped every four hours."

"Well, that shouldn’t be a problem.  The Albino corn snakes can take up permanent residence in her suite.  We'll simply have to show Juanita what to do,” stated Edgar.

"Very little training will be necessary. I think those snakes already know what to do,” she laughed.

Monica was feeling somewhat smug. She just knew Edgar would love her idea, and she was right. She could picture the Albinos feeding on Julie’s breasts every four hours. It was so bizarre.  They could do just about anything to the groom and his bride that they turned into a wanton slut without any repercussions whatsoever. It just got better and better.

“Should we tell Julie what we’re up to or leave her in the dark until she starts producing milk?”  Monica asked.

“Oh no, we’ll definitely tell her. I want to see the look on her face when she finds out. We’ll let her know that soon she will be a cow,” Edgar chuckled. “I also have something in mind for our newlyweds that will push them to new limits, my dear Monica.” 

“And what is that, Edgar?” Monica inquired.

“I think I’ll let you be surprised,” he chuckled. “I will tell you that I think you will find what I have in mind very appealing.”



After Doug and Julie returned from their little adventure into town, Edgar and Monica visited them in their suite. Well actually it was now Julie’s suite since Doug had practically moved in with Monica.

“I take it you enjoyed your outing this morning?” Edgar asked as they entered the suite.

“It was so good being outdoors again,” Doug enthusiastically replied.

“What about you, Julie?” Monica asked.

“It was all right,” she said.

“You don’t sound very convincing,” Monica replied.

“Well, look how I’m dressed. I attracted a lot of negative attention,” she said.

Julie was wearing a short jeans miniskirt and a low cut tank top which left little to the imagination. Her bra, which held her breasts pressed closely together, created a massive amount of cleavage. Under her jeans skirt she wore a thong which only served to arouse her swollen labia. Her six inch stiletto heels accentuated her long, sexy legs.

“Did you like the attention, Julie?” Edgar asked.

“Not really. It got me aroused,” she replied.

“Don’t you like being aroused?” 

“Yes, of course, I do, but not if I can’t cum.”

“Well, I wouldn’t worry too much about that. You’ll be doing a lot of cumming in the days ahead,” Edgar chuckled, obviously in a good mood. “Would you like that?”

“God, yes,” she replied as she glanced over at Doug. 

She felt a twinge of guilt that she had responded so quickly, but last night was so amazing and such a release for her. She could no longer deny that she was a slut besides God had abandoned her. He never gave her the strength to resist temptation no matter how much she relied on him. The lust of the flesh was boiling in her veins.

“Let’s make you a little more comfortable,” Edgar suggested as he directed Juanita to remove Julie’s tank top and bra.

It was already noon, and it looked as if lunch was going to be a little bit late.  Monica brought the cage over that contained the Albino corn snakes as Julie stood there wearing only her miniskirt and 6 inch stiletto heels. 

"Juanita, please let Charles know that he will need to serve lunch a little bit later today," Edgar said. “Oh, and tell him not to set a place for me. I’ll be eating out.”

"Yes sir," Juanita replied as she left the room.

Julie stared at the cage, thinking back to the previous night.  She vividly remembered the albinos with their ruby red eyes slithering up her abdomen and encircling her breasts.  She could actually visualize her nipples disappearing into their wide open mouths as they sucked insistently on her hard throbbing nubs. 

"Why don't you make yourself more comfortable, slut," suggested Edgar as he motioned towards the black leather reclining bench that had been brought to her suite.

Julia obediently walked over and sat on the bench.  She lay back in a reclining position with her feet crossed.

"No! No! I want you to spread your legs wide open.  Let your feet rest on the floor so that we can all get a good look at your nasty cunt," ordered Edgar.

Like a zombie Julie obeyed.  She was already aroused as she watched Monica take the snakes out of the cage. Her pussy was visibly wet. Monica handed one to Doug so he could be a part of what was about to happen to his bride.

“Do you like the snakes, Julie?” Edgar asked.

"Yes, you know I do," she replied.

"That's good to hear because you and these snakes are going to be spending a lot of time together," he said.

"What do you mean?" she asked puzzled.

"Monica discovered something last night when she was removing the Albinos from your tits, but I think she should explain it to you," he said.

Holding the Albino, Monica walked over to Julie and sat next to her. The snake hovered over her right nipple as she breathed heavily, anticipating what was about to happen.

“Last night when I removed this Albino from your right breast, I noticed a drop of clear liquid oozing from your nipple,” Monica explained.

Julie looked at her puzzled but at the same time keeping an eye on the snake that was so close to her nipple. She wanted it!

“This piqued my curiosity, so I did some research online. Do you know what I found out, Julie?” Monica asked confidentially.

“No!”

“I found out that by mechanical manipulation we can induce lactation," she said.

"What!"

"You are capable of producing breast milk," she explained.

“What are you talking about? I’m not pregnant!” she exclaimed.

“You don’t need to be,” Monica replied.

"Oh God, no, I don't want that!" she protested.

"It's really not up to you, is it?"  Edgar stated.

Julie laid there looking pathetically helpless.  She knew that no matter how much she protested that they would do exactly what they wanted with her.  She had no say in the matter.  She had no rights.  She was theirs to do with as they pleased.

"It's really very simple.  All you have to do is lie back and enjoy yourself while the Albinos do the work.  In one to four weeks you will be producing milk."

Monica placed the Albino on Julie’s abdomen, and it quickly slithered up her stomach and took possession of her right tit, coiling itself around the huge orb. Doug copied his mistress and did the same. Both snakes were coiled around her luscious tits and ready to attach themselves to her nipples.

Julie thrashed her head back and forth, refusing to believe that they would carry through and do this to her. Tears welled up in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks. She wanted to be strong, but the snakes, coiled around her tits, felt so good, and when they finally engulfed her nipples with theirs mouths and began to suck, she quickly orgasmed.  

Her mind and body were in conflict, but there was no denying the pleasure she received from these creatures. She was such a slut. If anyone had suggested to her only six weeks ago that she would be lying here aroused by two snakes sucking on her tits, she would tell them that they were perverted and out of their minds. Yet here she was doing exactly that and getting off on it. What had she become? Why did lust define who and what she was?

What choice did she have? She couldn’t refuse. It would do no good. They would only punish her and have their way regardless. 

Juanita returned after informing Charles of their delay. She was fascinated as she watched the Albinos sucking on the girl’s nipples. She was even more amazed at the young bride’s reaction. She was convinced more than ever that this one was a puta. She had never seen as big a slut as her in Mexico. She orgasmed shamefully as everyone stood around and watched her. 

“Watch closely. Juanita. You’ll have to do this from now on every four hours. Her next session with the snakes will be at 4:00 PM. I want you to keep a log,” Edgar instructed the Mexican girl.

Doug also watched incredulously as the snakes sucked on his bride’s nipples. They were like pumps as they squeezed and sucked voraciously. All he could compare it to was someone sucking liquid through a straw. That’s what the snakes looked like as their mouths engulfed her long nipples and sucked on them with their strong jaw muscles.

“Will she really produce milk?” Doug whispered.

“Yes, does that bother you?” Monica asked.

“No, I just didn’t know if you were serious or not,” he said, knowing that he could not voice any objections to what they were doing even if he did think it was carrying things a bit far. He had a pang of regret as he thought back to only six weeks ago when Julie was his blushing bride. She was pure and untainted then, but now look at her. 

“Doug, I’m always serious,” Monica replied as she stroked his cock through his slacks.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and it was time to remove the snakes from Julie’s tits. She was on the verge of another climax when Monica squeezed the jaw of the Albino sucking on her right nipple, forcing its jaw open. Doug watched and did the same thing with the snake sucking on her left nipple.

“No! No! Don’t take them away yet!” Julie protested. “I’m so close!”

“Don’t worry. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to cum. They’ll be back in four hours. God, you are such a slut,” Edgar said, taking every opportunity available to demean the girl.

However, in reality, Edgar was delighted. Julie was no longer receiving any GHB, and, if anything, her sex drive had increased. All this time he thought she was driven only by the drugs in her system. He was so wrong! Once the lustful desires were unleashed within her, there was no turning them off. Julie was truly a slut, and he planned on pushing her to new limit. 

Edgar, checking his watch, quickly excused himself. He had a very important luncheon engagement, and he didn’t want to be late.




The remainder of the day was rather mundane. After lunch Monica took Doug to her suite    for some further training and instruction. Doug’s cock was always hard now. It was now a matter of striking a balance between how often he was allowed to shoot his wad and how long he was denied.  She never wanted him sated or complacent but always in a lustful frenzy where he couldn’t think straight or make rational decisions. 

Julie watched some of Doug’s training videos.  Even Doug didn’t know these videos existed. It never dawned on him that everything he did with Monica was captured on video and added to the growing library of porno starring him and his not-so-pure slut bride.

Julie, still highly aroused from her first session of the day with the snakes, now wore a waist belt with cuffs to hold her hands by her sides. Even though Juanita was very watchful, she no longer had to worry about the puta trying to satisfy her nasty cunt.

When it was finally 4:00 PM Juanita directed Julie over to the reclining bench and released the Albinos that immediately slithered up her abdomen and attached themselves to her succulent tits. Julie closed her eyes and reveled in the exquisite feelings coursing through her body. It was amazing what a short time of denial could do to the slut. She climaxed as her dazed mind languished in a sea of lust.  Her hard throbbing clit was a driving force that was fed by the albinos sucking relentlessly on her hard, sensitive nipples.

Little did she know of the changes that were already beginning to take place within her body, for soon she would be producing copious amounts of milk which would be used by Edgar to further degrade and humiliate her.



 
That evening after dinner everyone retired to the living room which was a fairly customary practice since Julie and Doug arrived. It was expected, and lately it excited Doug, for he was reaping the rewards of the evening’s entertainment. For Julie it was a mixed bag. In the beginning she was the center of attention, but, since her attempted escape, it was an opportunity for Edgar to deny her, further punishing the disobedient slut. That was until last night when she was introduced to three snakes, Alex and the two Albino corn snakes. 

“This has been quite an eventful day,” Edgar commented. “Both of you got to spend some time in town. Monica made an amazing discovery, and, both of you, I assume, had an enjoyable afternoon.”

Doug nodded while Julie remained silent as she remembered the afternoon suckling. She was so close to cumming a third time, but that Mexican ingrate removed the snakes and denied her. She hated the fact that Juanita was her attendant, if only she would leave and go back where she belonged. 

“Julie! Julie!” Edgar said irritably.

“Oh, yes?” she said, startled by Edgar’s insistent voice. She had been lost, deep in her own thoughts.

“It’s 8:00 PM and that time again,” Edgar announced.

Juanita entered with the cage as Monica helped Julie remove her blouse and confining bra. Her tits sprang free while her nipples stood out long and hard. She looked forward and anticipated her peculiar bonding with the snakes that now possessed her tits.

“The bench is over there, Julie,” Monica pointed as she directed the big titted slut over to the reclining leather bench. She was almost too anxious as she lay down and spread her legs wide without being told.

Edgar walked over with the Albinos and placed them at the foot of the bench. He wanted to see them slither all the way up her body until they found what they were looking for. Since their eyesight wasn’t that good they had to work their way slowly up her legs always nosing forward, seeking out her massive tits and the hard nipples that was their reward. 

“Ohhhhhhhh!” Julie exclaimed, startled. One of the snakes found her clit, but it soon abandoned it, continuing its search much to her disappointment and dismay.

“Ooooohhhhhh!” Julie groaned as they roamed all over her body, searching for her succulent nipples. They finally found the mountains and coiled themselves around them before enveloping her nipples. A moan escaped Julie’s lips as they possessively sucked on her hard, sensitive tips.

The Albinos were playing a critical role in Julie’s transformation. As they sucked and massaged her breasts with their constricting bodies, prolactin was beginning to be secreted. This prompted a signal to the brain from the breast to release oxytocin, which was the key to start the ejection of milk. It might take a few days or a week or more, but eventually the slut would be producing milk. Her milk production would increase with the faithful ministrations of the Albinos who would become her constant companions day and night. The law of supply and demand was at work. The more she was suckled, the more milk she would produce, and Edgar would see to it that she produced a vast amount of milk. This strange, unholy union would continue for some time. 

“Julie and Doug, tomorrow we’re going on a trip,” Edgar announced.

“A trip?” Julie moaned as the snakes brought her closer to another climax.

“Yes, a trip, Julie, to Freehold, Iowa,” he replied.

“Freehold! We can’t go back there!” Doug protested.

“Excuse me!” Edgar retorted.

“I’m sorry. Nothing, sir,” Doug backed down, momentarily forgetting his place.

Monica put her hands on Doug’s shoulders.

“Good boy,” she whispered in his ear. “Just listen to Edgar and support him in everything he says. We don’t want to ruin a good thing, do we, baby?”

“That’s where our college is located. Why are we going there?” Julie asked, still in the midst of euphoria.

“Well, for one thing we’re going to church!” Edgar announced.

Julie’s eyes went wide as the climax hit her without warning. At the same time she was utterly shocked by the announcement that Edgar just made.

“Aaaaaaaaggghhhhh!” she screamed as the climax ravaged every nerve in her body. Her tits swayed back and forth on her chest alluringly as the snakes clung to them. Her hips undulated involuntarily as her fat cunt lips quivered with her sweet nectar pouring out of her, but at the same time she was mentally tormented by Edgar’s pronouncement. Freehold was not only where their college was located, but it was also where their church was located. They were up for a mission’s appointment, and then they simply disappeared. They couldn’t just walk back in there after six weeks like nothing had happened. 

“Yes, we’ll be attending Freehold Evangelical Church,” Edgar continued.

“Why?” Julie asked, looking up at him though lust glazed eyes.

“Why, Julie? Because the two of you have had a profound effect on us. You have been such good witnesses for Christ that Monica and I wanted to see what it was all about,” Edgar said smiling affably.

Doug hung his head in shame. He was anything but a good witness. On the contrary he knew he was an utter disappointment to God. Edgar was mocking all that he once believed in.

“Please don’t do this!” Julie cried as her climax receded. “I can’t go back there!”

“Why can’t you go back there, Julie?” Monica asked.

“Look at me!” she screamed. “How can I face all my friends like this?”

The girl was truly in agony at the thought of returning to Freeport. The mental anguish she was experiencing only fueled Edgar’s cruel streak.

“Julie, God is no respecter of persons. He doesn’t care what you look like, does he?” Edgar asked.

“No, I mean, I don’t know,” she replied.

“Besides I’m sure Pastor Edwards will be thrilled to see you,” he added.

“No! No! No! I don’t want anyone back there to see me like this especially him!” Julie wailed. 

“Juanita, time is up. Please remove the Albinos and return them to their cage,” Edgar instructed.

Julie sat up as Juanita took the snakes away.  She leaned over and buried her face in her hands, crying.

Doug was in shock. He too feared returning to Freeport. They had disappeared and never returned as they were supposed to. What explanation could he possibly give? He certainly couldn’t tell them the truth. It was going to be next to impossible to account for their whereabouts for the past six weeks.

“Julie, stand up right now,” ordered Edgar. “I don’t understand why you’re acting like this! I thought this is what you wanted. I thought you would jump at the chance to go home,” he reasoned.

Julie forced herself to stand. Her face was wet with tears that were still flowing from her bloodshot eyes. She felt utterly miserable. How could she go back? She just couldn’t. He could do anything he wanted to her, but she wouldn’t go back.

“Juanita has already packed your bags. We have a 10:00 AM flight scheduled. Julie, the snakes will have to suckle you in flight. It’s important that you maintain your schedule,” Edgar said matter of factly.

“In flight, but what about all the other people on the plane!” she protested.

“We’re taking my private jet,” Edgar smiled.

“I can’t go!” she said through her tears.

“You will do as I say,” he replied firmly as he smacked her left tit.

“I can’t! I’ll be totally humiliated!” she wailed as her tits collided from the force of the blow.

“You can, and you will!” he insisted calmly. “Be proud of what you are! Men drool over you.”

“Don’t humiliate me in front of my friends, please, I’m begging you,” Julie cried as she fell to her knees and grasped Edgar’s legs.

“That old life is gone. That’s not what you are now. Be proud that you are a slut desired by many,” he replied, totally detached and unconcerned for what she was going through. He fed on her misery. He loved the fact that she was suffering. That was what it was all about. Degrading her excited him.

Monica quietly led Doug out of the room. 

“I won’t go!” she sobbed as she stood up.

“All right, have it your way. I won’t force you if you’re dead set against it,” Edgar relented as he walked behind her. He placed his hands on her firm tits and nuzzled her neck.

“You’ll never guess who I had lunch with this afternoon,” Edgar whispered in her ear.

Julie perked up. 

“Who?” she asked, breathing heavily as he continued to nibble on her neck and massage her tits. Her pussy was dripping.

“I had lunch with your sister, Andrea. I understand she graduated from high school shortly before your wedding,” Edgar continued as his tongue probed her ear.

Julie gasped in horror.

“My sister!” she exclaimed.

“Yes, your sister.” 

“Why would you have lunch with my sister?” she asked in disbelief.

“Because she is your sister, and I wanted to get to know her better. She was so appreciative that I helped you and Doug in your hour of need on your wedding night,” Edgar continued as his hands caressed her breasts.  “I understand Andrea wants to be just like you, Julie. She plans on following in your footsteps and attending Landover Bible School.”

“Don’t do this!  Please leave them out of this. You’ve ruined my life. Isn’t that enough?” she cried, distracted by his hands and mouth.

“But your sister so much wants to be like you, Julie,” Edgar stated as his fingers found her hard, stiff nipples.

“No, please don’t. I’ll do anything, but please leave my little sister alone,” she begged.

“Will you go willingly to Freehold?” he whispered.

Julie was silent. Edgar was ruthless and wouldn’t hesitate to do to Andrea what he had done to her. She knew this, and she also knew that she had to protect her little sister no matter what. If it meant going to Freehold, she would go. She couldn’t stand the thought of her sister falling into the hands of this monster. It would be all her fault. If they hadn’t met Edgar on their wedding night, none of this would have ever happened.

“I’ll go. I’ll do anything you want if you promise to leave my sister alone,” Julie said quietly, resigned to the fact that she would be returning to Freehold to face her pastor and all her old friends. She would sacrifice herself to save her sister.

“Actually, Andrea isn’t that little. She is quite beautiful, and I found her rather appealing,” Edgar whispered as his right hand traveled down the now aroused bride slut’s abdomen. “She has luscious breasts that may even be slighter larger than yours were when you first arrived. Her legs are exquisite. I had all I could do not to touch …”

“Stop it, please! I said I would go! What more do you want?” she wailed.

“Well, there is one more thing,” Edgar added as his roaming right hand found her throbbing clit.

What more could he want? Wasn’t it enough that she would have to face the congregation of her home church after disappearing for six weeks? 

“I want you to set up a meeting with Pastor Edwards,” Edgar said.

“What?” she said, pulling away from him and turning.

She didn’t hear him right. There must be a mistake. He couldn’t be serious.

“I said that I want you to set up a meeting with your pastor.”

But why?” she asked incredulously.

“I want you to meet with him and then seduce him.”

“Seduce him?”

“Yes, I want you to display all your charms. We’ll then see if he truly is a man of God,” Edgar said, smiling.

“You must be crazy! He’s the most devote man I know. He would never be tempted by the flesh!”

“Well, if that’s the case, then you have nothing to worry about, do you? Jesus was tempted in the desert for forty days and forty nights. If he truly is a man of God, then he certainly can resist you seducing him for such a short time,” he said.
  
Pastor Edwards was a true man of God. There was no way he would be tempted by the flesh. She was sure of it. He was such as inspiration to Doug and her. It was because of him that they decided to enter the mission’s field.

“I’ll set up a meeting,” she said quietly, resigned to her fate. She must protect Andrea at all costs. 

“Good, and make sure that the meeting takes place in his office. I will have hidden cameras planted there. I will know every move that you make.”

“How am I supposed to get him to agree to a meeting? How can I even approach him after our sudden disappearance?” Julie queried.

“Tell him you and Doug are having marital problems, and you need some guidance,” Edgar suggested. “Use any excuse you want. Just set up a meeting with him.”

Julie looked so defeated as she stood there half naked before her tormentor. Edgar squeezed her tits, feeling the resiliency of her massive globes. She moaned as his touch rekindled the flames burning in her loins. 

“How can he possibly resist these tits?” Edgar gloated. “Why I bet he’ll have you naked before you know it.”

Edgar ran his lips up and down her shoulder, and then worked his mouth over the tops of her quivering breasts.  Her cunt was dripping as his lips brushed up against her right nipple.

“On your knees!” he ordered.

Julie groaned as she dropped to her knees. 

“Give me your teeth!”

Julie removed her dentures and handed them to Edgar.

“Now take off my slacks!”

Julie was quick to undo his belt and zipper. His slacks dropped to the floor, and he stepped out of them.

“Do you see anything you like?” he chuckled.

She moaned as she ran her lips over his cock head that was bulging out of his underwear.

“May I take it out?” she asked, looking up at him while licking her lips. She wanted his cock no matter how much of a bastard he was.

“Please?”

“Please!” she moaned.

“Yes, you may,” he replied.

Julie reached for his shorts.

“No hands! Use only your mouth!” he ordered.

 Using only her mouth, Julie awkwardly unbuttoned his slacks and worked them downward to the floor. Edgar stepped out of them smiling down at her as she used her mouth to work his underwear over the bulge. Her clit throbbed in anticipation as his huge organ sprang free. She ran her lips all over the bulbous head and caressed it with her gums as it grew harder and harder between her lips.

“Do you remember the first time you sucked my cock, Julie, on your wedding night,” Edgar snickered. 

“Yes,” she whispered.

“You were still a virgin, then, untainted by the world,” he gloated. “I took your virgin mouth.”

A single tear escaped Julie’s right eye and traveled down her cheek as she remembered more innocent times.

Edgar got himself worked up as he thought back to that first night with the young newlyweds. He started transforming her that very night into the slut she was today. He grabbed her by the hair and forced his eleven inch cock to the back of her mouth and then down her throat. 

As he recalled violating her throat for the first time, he remembered the look of horror on Doug’s face. He was unable to do anything to help her then, just as he was now helpless to stop him from using and abusing his wife. He worked his cock deeper enjoying the tightness of the slut’s constricting throat. He reveled in the power he had over her. 

“Yes, I’m sure Pastor Edwards will enjoy your tight throat,” Edgar chided the distressed slut. 

Julie moaned around his cock at the image he painted. She only hoped that he was wrong.

“Won’t he be surprised when you remove your dentures and give him that toothless grin!” Edgar taunted the oversexed slut.

She moaned again as his cock swelled and then spewed forth its large load of cum, filling Julie’s belly as he anticipated their upcoming trip that would further debase and humiliate the little slut. He would dispel any myths she might have about Pastor Edwards.

After he was fully sated, he backed his cock out of her throat. He let it rest on her tongue for several minutes before withdrawing it from her mouth and rubbing it all over her face. She breathed heavily as she anticipated what would happen next. She wanted Edgar to fuck her. She wanted his cock in her hot cunt.

Edgar looked down past her heaving tits and saw the puddle forming between her legs. It amazed him how aroused she was all of the time.

“You’ve made a mess!” he said.

Julie shamefully looked down at the juices that were dribbling from her aroused cunt.

“Clean it up, now!” Edgar ordered.

Julie looked up at him pleadingly.

“You know what to do. Use your fingers!”

Julie scooped up the mess between her legs and licked her fingers clean. She did the best she could under the circumstances, but it was impossible to get everything off of the floor. What made matters worse was that her sweet nectar was still escaping from her hot hole and dripping onto the floor.

“Clean up your cunt, and then you can finish cleaning the floor,” he ordered.

She dipped her fingers into her cunt, coating them with her juices. She quickly licked them clean and buried them in her cunt again to retrieve more, but this was not having the desired effect. It was making her hotter and causing her cunt to leak like a faucet. She was making more of a mess as her arousal became greater.

Edgar grew impatient, but as the same time was delighted with her degradation. She couldn’t control herself.

“Alright, enough of that. Lick the floor clean, and you’ll be done!”

“You want me to lick the floor?” she asked incredulously.

Edgar smacked her right tit viciously and caught her left tit on the backhand.

Julie cried out in pain as she scurried to lower her head and lick up the remnants of her juices from the floor.

“Never question me! Do as you are told!” he warned. 

“Yes, sir,” she replied feeling miserable as she hastily lapped away at the floor feeling totally humiliated. 

Edgar smiled down on the bride as her tits hung heavily on her chest. She lapped the last remaining remnants of her juices from the floor.  He was pleased with himself. He had taken a pure and innocent young Christian woman and transformed her into a lust crazed slut who would stoop to any level to gratify the burning itch in her cunt. He demoralized her and twisted her mind, forcing her to abandon the God she once served.

“That’s enough!” he ordered as he handed Julie her dentures. 

Julie obediently snapped in her dentures and waited for further directions from Edgar. Unfortunately, the night’s activities were over as she was led back to her room feeling sexually frustrated with the fire still raging out of control within her loins, reminding her of what she had become.


 

Shackled to her bed, Julie was unable to sleep. Her mind was racing. Only six weeks ago she was a newlywed, pure and untainted, without a care in the world as she rode down that mountain road towards Lake George sitting next to the love of her life. Then there was the unfortunate flat tire, and all her hopes and dreams were shattered. Assistance, in the form of Edgar Stevens, turned out to be her worst nightmare come true. He made a mockery of their wedding vows, and then delighted in violating her in every way imaginable as poor Doug was forced to watch. He mocked their God and their devotion to Him. He showed them that they were weak and unable to resist temptation. Even on her wedding night, she knew that she was a slut when she couldn’t help but be aroused by the vile things they were doing to her. 

She couldn’t stop her mind from vividly recollecting the events of that fateful night no matter how hard she tried. She didn’t want to relive the past horrors which transformed her into a slut. She was weary and exhausted when she finally dosed off, but she was unfortunately rudely awakened by something cold and slimey crawling up her belly. It was the Albinos.

“It’s 2:00 AM, puta. Time for your suckling,” Juanita said coldly.

The snakes coiled around her breasts and found her nipples which were now hard and throbbing. They sucked avariciously as she moaned from the fire that was quickly rekindled in her loins. They caressed her breasts further arousing her.

Julie thought back once more to all that had happened to her. She recalled clearly her breast augmentation as hundreds of needles filled with fat tissue were injected into her tits in order to make her already large breasts even larger. As she replayed this scenario in her mind, it was too much for her and she orgasmed. Her clit throbbed, and it hadn’t even been touched. Chills ran up and down her spine when she suddenly realized that the very thought of what Edgar did to her got her excited.

“No! No!” she screamed silently to herself. “I’m not like that. That’s not what I am!”

At 2:20 AM Juanita returned and removed the Albinos from her tits. She mumbled something about a filthy puta as she took the snakes away.

Julie’s night was one continuous nightmare after another as she anticipated with dread the trip that she was to take in the morning. Her mind worked overtime. Sleep evaded her. She couldn’t stop the wheels from turning. How could she possibly meet with Pastor Edwards? What would he think of her? How could she explain their disappearance? How could she explain her enlarged tits?  He was a kind and gracious man of God. She didn’t want to do this to him. She didn’t want to play the role of the evil one tempting the servant of God.

Her mind wandered aimlessly like this all night long. She was exhausted and weary but sleep avoided her like a thief in the night. Towards morning she had surreal visions of the pastor fucking her. She was on an altar on her hands and knees, and her tits hung heavily below her as they swung back in forth with each thrust from the pastor’s pistoning cock. Clear plastic suction cups were attached to her nipples that were drawing her milk through clear plastic tubes and into a silver chalice. All the assistant pastors, dressed in black robes, stood around the altar praying with communion wafers in their hands. She was the human sacrifice being offered up to God by Edgar. After the ceremony they would all take communion by dipping their wafers into the chalice which was overflowing with her breast milk. Monica stood close by smiling down at her with an evil glint in her eye. A boa constrictor was wrapped around her neck as Doug kneeled at her feet, lapping away at her exposed clit.  Edgar stepped up to her and rudely reached in her mouth and removed her dentures. He threw them on the floor. She stared at his rock hard cock with glazed eyes as it entered her mouth and disappeared down her throat. Her gums caressed his shaft as it slid in and out of her throat. She was being tossed to and fro by the two cocks that were violating her mouth and cunt while her tits smashed together under her still being drained by the suction cups attached to them.

Suddenly she was wide awake. It was Juanita slapping her face. 

“Wake up, puta! It is time!” she said holding the snakes that were reaching downwards towards her heaving tits. It was 6:00 AM, and once more she was denied sleep as the nightmare which was haunting her uneasy rest abruptly came to an end. She was covered in sweat, and her cunt was a sloppy mess.




The flight to Freehold was relatively quiet. However, there was a noticeable tension in the air. Julie looked terrible. It was quite obvious that she had little if no sleep last night.

She couldn’t help but think of her baby sister so young and innocent. She was only eighteen years old and, for all practical purposes, had been an only child since Julie left for college four years ago.  The last two summers Julie never returned home to Lake Placid. She remained in Freehold to be with Doug and to work in the church on the summer youth program. This was especially hard on Andrea, but, as a result, her dad spent a great deal of time with her and tended to dote on her. 

Being the daughter of a minister, Andrea led a very sheltered life as did Julie. Reverend and Mrs. Matthews loved their daughters and set very high standards for them. In high school many of the things other kids were involved in were off limits to them. The girls were instilled at a very early age with a strong sense of right and wrong. Reverend and Mrs. Matthews were truly blessed in that neither one of their girls ever gave them a problem. 

Now look at Julie. In only a short time she had given in to the lusts of the flesh and selfishly desired to satisfy her own base desires. The fact that Edgar knew so much about her family, especially Andrea, scared her.  Her life was ruined. She didn’t want the same thing happening to her sister. She would do everything in her power to ensure that Edgar didn’t get anywhere near her.  She would be the sacrificial lamb. 

The fact that Edgar met her for lunch really worried the young slut bride. Andrea was very quiet and tended to be a follower rather than a leader. She was easily influenced, and Julie feared that she might succumb to Edgar’s charm. He was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. She would not fare well if Edgar got his clutches on her. 

Doug wasn’t aware that Edgar met Andrea for lunch yesterday. He had no idea that Julie’s younger sister was being used by Edgar as leverage to get Julie to do his bidding. He was sure that Julie would be putting up some kind of fight today, but instead she sat in her seat passively. 

Edgar and Monica were quite jovial and enjoyed themselves immensely during the flight to Freehold. Even Juanita got in on the fun. This was quite a contrast to the more solemn attitude of our young newlyweds who were returning there filled with dread. 

After landing, they checked into the Ranada Inn. This was one of the nicer motels in Freehold. There were no really exclusive accommodations in this small community, but the Ranada would serve Edgar’s purposes. He didn’t plan on being there very long anyway. It was Saturday afternoon and tomorrow morning they would be attending the 11:00 AM service. With any kind of luck, Pastor Edwards would meet with Julie tomorrow afternoon. His men had already wired the pastor’s office so everything was set to go. 

If all went as well as he expected, not only would the young newlyweds be further humiliated, but Pastor Edwards impeccable character would be tarnished beyond repair. 



Julie did manage to get some rest that night. Edgar saw to that. He gave her two xanax, a tranquilizer used to relieve anxiety, which basically knocked her out for the night. She was so far gone that the snakes suckled her tits during the night without even disturbing her sleep. However, her sleep was haunted by more horrible nightmares like the one she had the previous night. Pastor Edwards was a key player and oddly Monica was a nun in these twisted visions wearing only a nun’s habit with the boa constrictor wrapped around her neck. When she awoke the following morning, she could remember very little except that she was terrified.  Her body was covered in sweat. Fragments of the frightening dreams would at times haunt her in a vision as she prepared for church.

After her morning session with the Albinos, Monica assisted Julie in preparing for her return to her beloved Freehold Evangelical Church. First of all Julie wore a black thong, bra, and thigh high stockings. She was relieved when Monica next gave her a conservative gray skirt that came just above the knee. The matching gray jacket was form fitting and accentuated her magnificent breasts. Her tits were prominently on display. A valley of cleavage could not be concealed even in this conservative attire. Finally five inch black heels gave her a slight reprieve from her normal six inch heels. She wore very little make-up, and her auburn hair flowed down her back.

Doug entered from the adjoining room accompanied by Edgar wearing a conservative three piece suit.  Of course, his close friends at FEC would be horrified if they knew what he wore under this fine attire. The Houdini chastity harness was a constant reminder to him that his life wasn’t his own. 

“Well, it looks as if we’re ready to go. It’s now 10:30 and church will be starting soon. We don’t want to be late, do we?” Edgar said smiling.

“No, I guess not,” Doug replied.

Julie was unable to say anything. She was shaking uncontrollably. All of this was getting to her, and there was no way she wanted to walk into church looking like this. She couldn’t hide from her friends what she was. Even the conservative clothes didn’t conceal the sensuality that emanated from her. 

“You better give her something, Edgar, or she isn’t going to make it through the service,” advised Monica quietly.

“I want her coherent and aware,” Edgar whispered. “I want to see her squirm with embarrassment as she enters the church.”

“Maybe half a dose of Xanax would settle her down,” Monica suggested.

“Maybe you’re right,” Edgar reluctantly conceded as he broke one of the pills in half.  “A half of a tablet should relax her but still keep her alert.  After all that is the whole point of coming here in the first place. She needs to see once and for all that this church and these people are no longer a part of her life. Needless to say the same goes for Doug.”

Monica gave her the small dose with a glass of water, and then they headed out to the rental car. In a few minutes they would be walking into the Freehold Evangelical Church, a place that held so many good memories for both Julie and Doug.  Under different circumstances they would both be excited about returning, but now they were apprehensive and not quite sure what to say to their friends and pastor.

They arrived at the church precisely at 11:00 AM. Edgar didn’t want to be early. Actually he stalled, hoping the service would begin so that Julie and Doug could be the center of attention when they entered the sanctuary. He wanted all eyes focused on them especially the big titted slut that was his creation. She was a work in progress and still had a long way to go before he was satisfied.

The opening hymn was just finishing when they entered the vestibule. The congregation was seated when Julie and Doug followed by Edgar and Monica walked down the center aisle looking for an open pew. Julie was feeling more at ease thanks to the medication. Her big tits, hardly constrained in her bra, bounced seductively on her chest as she walked up the center aisle. All eyes were on her, and mummers could be heard among the congregation at their sudden and unexpected appearance. Doug, on the other hand, felt like crawling under a rock, but he would do what was expected of him because he knew that once they left Freehold, he was at the mercy of Monica and Edgar.

Pastor Edwards, standing in the pulpit, was just as surprised as everyone else to see Julie and Doug after their mysterious disappearance only six weeks earlier.

“Good morning! This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it!” proclaimed the pastor.  

“Amen!” arose from the congregation.

“We serve a mighty God, and we praise and glorify His name!” exclaimed the pastor jubilantly.

A flood of good memories returned to both Julie and Doug as they were inspired by the words of the pastor. How they both longed to be back here among their friends, but they knew that was impossible. If they made any kind of move to resist or get away from Edgar, he wouldn’t hesitate to release to all of their friends and family the horrible videos of them committing acts unspeakable.  

“As I looked out among you this morning, dear brethren, I couldn’t help but notice that two dear friends and members of this congregation have returned today.  Praise God! Julie and Doug, welcome back. We have prayed for your return, and God has answered our prayers. Please stand up and say a few words,” offered the pastor as the congregation broke out in applause.

The young couple reluctantly stood before the congregation. Julie felt especially self-conscious as her treasures were on display for all to see.

“Thank you so much, pastor, for the warm welcome. I know I speak for Julie, as well as myself, when I say it’s so good to be back with those whom we love and care about,” Doug said.  “I would also like to introduce to you Edgar Stevens and Monica Lewendowski who have been good friends to us in our time of need.”

Doug then sat down, and Edgar beamed, very pleased with the way Doug had handled what could have been a difficult situation. He now knew that Doug was completely broken and would obey him without question. Edgar reached over and rubbed Julie’s leg as the service continued.

“Good job, baby,” Monica whispered in Doug’s ear as her tongue tickled his ear lobe.

The service was inspiring especially for Julie. Tears welled up in her eyes several times. She felt like such a failure. Here she had blamed God for her troubles when in reality it was all her own fault. No one twisted her arm. No one made her succumb to the evils of the flesh. She wasn’t strong enough and didn’t rely enough on the Lord. God didn’t fail her; she failed Him, and it was much too late to do anything about it. Even God couldn’t get them out of this predicament.

“May The Lord bless you and keep you. May the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you. May the Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace,” Pastor Edwards said as he delivered the benediction.

The organ filled the sanctuary with the glorious sounds of the recessional as the choir walked up the center aisle followed by the pastor.

After the service the young couple was surrounded by their old friends. They had to lie in an attempt to cover up the true state of affairs. They certainly couldn’t tell them that they had willingly become the sex toys of Edgar and Monica. Both their male and female friends couldn’t help but stare at Julie’s massive cleavage. It was the main focal point, and many were embarrassed when they were caught ogling the creamy cleavage.

“Julie, I’m so glad to see you,” said Rob, one of their close friends from college. He was unable to take his eyes off of her exposed cleavage.

“Hi, Rob,” Julie said as she gave him a big hug.

“Where have you guys been?  It’s almost as if you dropped off the face of the earth,” Rob joked.

Edgar laughed to himself. “Yes, you did drop off the face of the earth and soon will disappear again!”

“We had some tough decisions to make, Rob,” Doug replied. “We needed some time alone away from everyone.”

Rob seemed to accept this along with everyone else who inevitably asked the same questions.  They spent some time getting reacquainted with all of their old friends at Freehold Evangelical Church. Julie received the most attention since all of the guys and some of the girls were drawn to her massive tits like magnets. There were many young men standing around sporting hard-ons as they thought to themselves how lucky Doug was to be married to her. If they only knew the true state of affairs, they might not think him so lucky. Julie had been well fucked but not by Doug.

Julie knew that they were all staring at her cleavage, and she reveled in the power she had over them.  She was getting wet knowing that her friends were eyeing her luscious cleavage and lusting over her. She could see the stiff cocks pushing out of their slacks as they squirmed uncomfortably. She felt so nasty. Her nipples were rock hard and throbbing as she stood there. 

Finally after many hugs and kisses from all their friends, they made it to the exit where Pastor Edwards was standing and greeting the congregation as they left the church. Julie was the last to leave. He gave her a big hug, truly pleased to see her. A chill went up and down her spine as her tits pressed into his chest.

“Julie, how wonderful it is to see you and Doug again. I certainly hope you’re back to stay,” he said graciously.

“I’m not sure that’s possible right now, and that’s what I’d like to talk to you about, pastor. Is there any chance you could meet with me?” she asked, knowing that she had to carry through with this, or it would mean the demise of her little sister.

“Of course, Julie, that would be fine. Would you like to meet today?” he asked.

“If you’re not too busy,” she replied.

“No, not at all. Would around 3 o’clock be convenient for you?” he asked.

“Oh yes,” she quickly said.

“Wonderful! Why don’t you meet me in my office then,” he suggested.

“Thank you so much, pastor. I’ll see you at three,” she said, hugging him once again before leaving.

Julie walked to the rental car where Edgar, Doug, and Monica were waiting.

“Well?” Edgar asked.

“I’m meeting with him at 3:00 PM,” she said softly.

“Oh, this is too good to be true,” Edgar replied, delighted by how things were going. “We’ll have enough time to get a bite to eat and then return to the motel so the snakes can suckle on your tits before your meeting with the pastor.”

Monica looked closely and noticed a wet spot on Julie’s jacket.

“Could it be possible?” Monica asked incredulously as she unfastened the buttons, exposing the slut bride’s luscious tits. Sure enough her left nipple was oozing a few drops of clear liquid. 

This is how it began. The arrival of the milk supply followed a particular pattern. It began with clear drops which became more opaque and whiter in color. 

Monica now knew that soon their young slut would be producing milk. Everything that she read on the Internet was true.  Everyone responded differently, but she knew that soon those drops would become more opaque and whiter in color, followed by milk spray, and then a steady stream of breast milk. 

After a light lunch, they returned to the motel just in time for the Albinos to suckle on Julie’s tits. 

“Julie, remove your skirt and jacket,” Monica ordered.

The slut knew what was coming and quickly removed her jacket, skirt, and bra. She then sat in the chair anticipating what was about to happen.

Juanita released the serpents from their cage and set them on the floor in front of the bride who anxiously waited, topless. Doug watched as the snakes slithered up her legs and forged a straight path to her massive tits. They coiled themselves around the heaving orbs and sought out the long hard nipples. The nipples disappeared as the serpents’ mouths closed around them. Julie laid her head back against the back of the chair and closed her eyes. She was so hot. Her breasts were being caressed and her nipples suckled by these fantastic creatures. She was becoming addicted to the beasts that possessed her tits.  

“I never want it to end,” she thought as her clit throbbed and her pussy began to leak.  She was intoxicated with the unnatural coupling that was taking place between her and the serpents. 

Doug watched mesmerized for the next twenty minutes as the snakes milked his bride’s tits. They squeezed and caressed them as they suckled on her nipples. A slight smile crossed her lips as she appeared lost in the pleasure the snakes brought her. Doug wondered if he would ever be allowed to touch her luscious tits in a loving way. Sure, he was allowed to slap them, and then he was forced to use the taser on them. What he really wanted was to bury his face in her tits and kiss them all over. He wanted to be the one to take her long, stiff nipples into his mouth and suck on them. Why did it have to be the Albinos all the time?

The time passed quickly, and before Julie knew it, the snakes were being removed from her tits. She moaned a sorrowful moan at the loss. She didn’t cum, but she was close. Soon she would have to meet with her pastor. She would be forced to seduce him, and she would have to be convincing or risk the safety of her little sister. Would Pastor Edwards have the faith and conviction to resist her, or would he succumb to the lusts of the flesh?  













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