Honeymoon Gone Awry Chapter One

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Chapter One

It was an absolutely beautiful fall day in the Adirondack Mountains in northern New York. As Julie and Doug drive through the mountains in their 2001 Camry, a myriad of color surrounds them, as the fall foliage is at its peak. Mother Nature provides them with a spectacular view that would soon be gone, as the leaves fell to the ground signaling a change of season.

They had a good reason to be happy. This was their wedding day, and they were headed for Lake George, to spend their first night together as husband and wife, a special night for both of them. Unlike many young people today, they were both virgins, and had vowed four years ago to remain pure and true to each other until their wedding day.

They had met four years ago, as freshman, at Landover Bible School. Doug first noticed Julie at the student center, during their first week of orientation.  She was sitting alone at a table at the back of the union, reviewing her orientation packet. She was a vision to behold, with her silky auburn hair cascading down her back, her long shapely legs, and beautiful deep blue eyes, which seemed to look right into your very soul. She was tall, standing at 5’11”, and very shapely, which made her large 34-D breasts stand out even more on her otherwise slight frame. It was hard not to focus on her chest when talking to her. Those huge melons seemed to defy gravity, as they stood out proudly on her chest.

It was even more amazing that at the ripe age of eighteen that she was still a virgin. It was even more amazing that no boy had ever touched her. But she was saving herself for her “knight in shining armor”. Her father was the pastor of a small church in Saranac Lake, and at a very early age she was instilled with strong moral values and a love for God. Now she was attending LBS, hoping to receive a calling from God, to serve him in some capacity.

Likewise, Doug, who was from Freehold, Iowa, had a strong Christian upbringing, and attended LBS after deciding to devote his life to God’s work. He was a fine looking young man of eighteen at the time, and in prime physical condition. He was an all around athlete, and was the captain of both his football and basketball teams in high school. Standing at 6’ 3”, there wasn’t an ounce of fat on his 175 pound frame. Although he dated in high school, he would never think of taking advantage of the young ladies he dated. He was always a perfect gentleman, although on several occasions he had given his date a good night kiss.

It was a week after first seeing Julie, that he actually met her. He was entering the Prayer Tower, and noticed that Julie was also there, deep in prayer. He was drawn to her, and kneeled close by, to begin his daily devotions. He heard whimpering. Julie was crying.

“Are you ok?” he whispered.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so loud. I just found out that my grandmother passed away. I feel so bad,” she sobbed.

“I’m so sorry. I know how hard it is to lose someone that you’re close to,” he replied.

“Thank you. I know that I’m being silly. She’s been sick for a long time, and we all knew that she didn’t have long to live.”

“You’re not being silly at all. It’s never easy when the time does come,” he said, trying to console her.

“Thank you for being so understanding. By the way, my name’s Julie Matthews.”

“Pleased to meet you, Julie. I’m Doug Adams. If there’s anything I can do to help you, please let me know,” he replied, trying desperately not to be rude and stare at her magnificent chest.

That was the moment that began a four year relationship, that saw these two young people totally devoted and in love with each other. It was truly love at first sight for both of them, a match made in heaven.

They became engaged in their junior year at Landover Bible School, and vowed to remain pure and true to each other, until their wedding night. There were many times when they were both tempted by the flesh, but through the strength that God gave them, they managed to abstain and remain true to their words.  They held hands and kissed, and made plans for their future together, but Doug never as much as touched her alluring breasts, which always seemed to be begging for attention.

Mind you, many times he was tempted, but he resisted that temptation, instead focusing on the day when they would become man and wife. Many times he envisioned what it would be like when he would finally see her naked for the first time. There were times that he masturbated, stroking his nine inch cock, as he played out in his mind how he would kiss and suck on her large luscious breasts. How he would take each nipple into his mouth, and suck and nibble on them, holding them captive, as he gently tugged on them, before releasing them.  He wondered if her nipples were long, and how wide were they? Were they like pencil erasers, or bigger? What about her areolas? Were they the size of a quarter or a half dollar? But in due course, he would know everything about her.

Julie likewise had often noticed the large bulge in Doug’s pants, and knew that she was the cause of his discomfort, but she remained strong, knowing that this was God’s will for both of them. There were times when she wondered what his cock looked like. How long was it? How big around it was? Would it be too big for her to accommodate? Would he want her to take it into her mouth? The thought of that disgusted her. It seemed so unnatural. After all, that’s not what God had made it for.

Now four years later, they were finally married, and driving down that mountain road towards Lake George, and the honeymoon suite that awaited them. From there they would travel south to Myrtle Beach in South Carolina, for two glorious weeks. And after that, they hoped to hear good news from their home church in Freehold. They had applied as a husband and wife team to be missionaries in Guatemala. If it was God’s will, they knew that they would be selected. If not, they would continue to seek out God’s will for their lives. They both knew that God would provide for them, as he was in charge.

“I love you so much, Mrs. Adams,” Doug said, as he reached over and took Julie’s hand. “I can’t believe that we’re finally man and wife.”

“I love you too so much baby,” Julie responded, as she snuggled close to him.

“It was a beautiful ceremony, wasn’t it?”

“Oh honey, I could feel the presence of God, and you looked so beautiful in your wedding dress. It’s a moment that I’ll never forget,” he replied, squeezing her hand tighter.

She smiled, remembering the vows that they took to love and cherish each other, “until death do us part”. And she had meant every word of it, with all of her heart. She was so happy to be Mrs. Adams.

Dusk was approaching, but they still had about an hour’s drive to Lake George.  Doug was a cautious driver, and took care negotiating the treacherous mountain roads. It was while rounding an especially steep incline that it happened. He heard a pop, and the car jerked to the right out of control. He blew the passenger side front tire. He held on tightly to the wheel, and was just able to keep the vehicle on the road, being careful not to apply the brakes too hard. Luckily they were on an incline, so the car slowed down easily. He was finally able to bring it to a safe stop on the shoulder of the road.

Julie clung to him and prayed the whole time, asking God to take control and keep them safe. Her prayers were answered.

“Thank you Lord for watching over us,” Julie said, still trying to catch her breath. She clung to her new husband, realizing how fortunate they were.

He turned off the engine and then got out to check the damage. The front tire was ripped to shreds.

“Doug, can I help you change the tire?” she asked, getting out of the car.

“That may prove to be difficult,” he answered sheepishly.

“You did get the spare tire fixed last week, didn’t you Doug?” she asked.

“I’m sorry, Julie. I planned to, but then I got so busy with the last minute wedding plans, that I forgot,” he admitted, walking over to her. “I don’t know how I could have been such an idiot.”

“Don’t blame yourself honey. There was so much going on, I forgot all about it myself. We’ll be Ok,” she tried to reassure him.

Doug hugged and kissed her. He was so fortunate to have a loving and understanding wife like her.

“Look, I’ll walk up the road, to see if I can find a house and use their phone.  Maybe we should have invested in a cell phone. Everyone seems to have one these days,” he offered.

“You know we can’t afford one right now honey. Anyway, in two weeks we hope to be in Guatemala. And we wouldn’t have much use for one there,” trying to still reassure him.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Well, stay in the car, and I’ll get back as soon as I can. Will you be alright alone?” he asked.

“I’ll be fine, but please try to hurry back Doug. It’s getting dark, and I don’t want t be alone out here.”

“I won’t be away any longer than I have to be Julie. I love you baby,” he replied, as he helps her back into the car and locks the door.

“I love you so much Doug,” she called out, after rolling the window down, and kissing him goodbye.

Just as he started to walk away, a black limo negotiating the winding road, pulled up behind them.

This looked to be their lucky day after all. Maybe he wouldn’t have to leave his new bride alone after all. Maybe they would have a phone that he could use.  As he walked back to the limo, the driver got out and asked if there was a problem. At the same time, a distinguished looking gentleman got out of the back of the limo and approached them.

“Is everything alright?” the man asked.

“I have a flat tire,” Doug explained.

“Well, Max will certainly help you change it.”

“The problem is that my spare is also flat. I need to get to a gas station.”

“Not a problem. Not a problem at all. You and the young lady can come with me, and I’ll have someone come out here to fix your car in no time at all. By the way, my name is Edgar Stevens.”

“Pleased to meet you, Mr. Stevens. My name is Doug Adams, and this is my wife, Julie.” he replied, making the introductions, as Julie walked up to them.

Mr. Stevens looked Julie up and down, and couldn’t help but to stare at her magnificent chest. He caught himself staring and quickly looked away.

“Well, I don’t live too far from here. Why don’t you come with me to my place, until your car is repaired? We can grab a bite to eat in the meantime,” he offered.

“We don’t want to impose...” Doug started to say.

“Nonsense! It’s no imposition at all. I insist. It’s the least I can do,” Edgar interjected graciously, ushering the young couple to his limo.

Julie and Doug sat across from him as the limo pulled out. She felt uncomfortable. There was something about this man that she didn’t like. He tried to avoid staring, but his eyes always seemed to wander back to her chest.

“So where are you headed?”

“We’re going to Lake George. We have the honeymoon suite at the Lake George Motel reserved,” Doug replied smiling.

“Are you newlyweds?” Edgar asked.

“We were just married this morning,” Doug beamed.

“Well, congratulations. This certainly is a momentous occasion. I wish you two all the happiness in the world.”

“Well thank you, sir,” Julie replied.

“This calls for a celebration. We’ll break out some champagne this evening before you leave,” Edgar beamed.

The limo turned off the main highway, onto a tree-lined road. They traveled down this road for several miles, as the forest around them grew denser and denser.

Doug and Julie explained to Edgar how they met four years ago at Landover Bible School, and had been together ever since. They also express their strong faith in God, and how they want to serve God through mission work.

Edgar listened attentively, taking everything in. What an opportunity this was for him, a once in a lifetime opportunity, and a plan was formulating in his devious mind as they approached his estate. They would have been much better off if Mr. Stevens had never come down that road on that fateful night. Little did they know that their chances of ever leaving this place unchanged, were slim to none. If Edgar had his way, Julie would be his tonight.

You see, unlike Doug and Julie, Edgar had no redeeming moral values. To make matters worse, the man had no conscience. He wasn’t above doing anything to get his way. To make matters even worse, he had an insatiable sex drive, and just then, his cock was rock hard, so he had a hard time controlling himself.  There was nothing that he’d rather do, than to rip off Julie’s blouse right then and there, but he was also cunning, and wanted to make the most of this opportunity. It would be so much better to wait and see both of them suffer degrading humiliations.

They finally reached a clearing, and could see a large mansion in the distance, surrounded by an 8 foot tall fence. The gate was opened by remote control, and they entered the estate. Obviously Mr. Stevens was very well off. Actually he was independently wealthy from his family’s fortune and had never worked a day in his life. With money comes power, and up here in the wilderness of the North Country, he was immune from the law, or any restrictions that society might normally impose.

They were greeted at the door by Charles, Edgar’s butler. “Good evening, sir,” the butler said, as he took Mr. Steven’s coat.

“Charles, there will be two more for dinner tonight. Please show Doug and his lovely wife Julie to the living room, while I make a few calls to arrange to get their car fixed,” he ordered.

“Yes sir,” Charles replied, and then added to the newlyweds, “If you will please follow me.”

“Edgar, thank you so much for all that you’re doing for us. We really appreciate your kindness so much,” Doug said.

“You’re quite welcome young man. It’s my pleasure,” Edgar replied, smiling affably, as he chuckled inside, knowing that they would soon think otherwise.

Doug and Julie relaxed in the cozy living room, enjoying the warm fire.

“We’re very fortunate that Edgar drove by when he did,” Doug remarked.

“Yes honey, God is watching over us. This is our special day,” Julie added as she snuggled up to her new husband.

“We should be on our way shortly. It shouldn’t take too long to fix a flat tire, although we may need to get a new one. It was chewed up pretty badly.”

“That would probably be best, seeing that we’re driving to South Carolina tomorrow.”

If they only knew what was about to befall them, but they were totally clueless.  They had no idea as to what awaited them. If Doug had been a little more perceptive, he might have picked up on the looks that Edgar had been giving his young bride on their ride here.

At that moment Edgar rejoined them. “I have good news and bad news. The good news is that AAA can tow your car into town tonight. The bad news is that the local garage is closed until tomorrow morning. In a small community like this, businesses don’t stay open very late.”

“Oh no, that isn’t good. We have reservations in Lake George!” Doug exclaimed.

“I could have James drive you there, but it would be late in the evening before you could possibly arrive. Why don’t you stay here tonight? I have an absolutely marvelous guest suite, that would be perfect for your first night together as newlyweds,” Edgar offered.

“Oh, we couldn’t impose on you Mr. Stevens,” Julie quickly piped in, not feeling totally comfortable with this proposal.

“Oh nonsense! I insist. It would be my pleasure. It’s so refreshing to see a young couple so much in love. It would mean so much to me if I could do this for you,” Edgar replied.

“Well...” she started to reply.

“Then it’s settled! Charles, bring us some champagne. We’ll have a toast to your bright and happy future together!” Edgar said, knowing full well that their future was going to be anything but bright or happy if he had anything to say about it.

Charles served the champagne, while Edgar offered a toast to the couple. “May this day be the start of a long and happy relationship together, filled with adventure and new opportunities,” he said, as he raised his glass to his lips, sipping the champagne. He watched Doug and Julie closely, as they sipped their champagne as well.

“Charles, refill their glasses. It’s not often that we have a chance to celebrate such a festive occasion,” Edgar added.

Julie and Doug were encouraged to drink up, but they soon started to feel dizzy.

“Doug, I don’t feel well,” Julie said as the room started to reel.

“I think there was something in the champagne, Julie. Oh my God, the room is spinning!” Doug exclaimed.

Their vision blurred, and they felt so lightheaded, just before they passed out into darkness.

Edgar laughed a sadistic laugh as he looked upon the passed out newlyweds on his couch. Oh yes, they are just going to love the guest suite that he has prepared for them.  Their wedding night would indeed be one to remember.





Doug was the first to regain consciousness. At first he couldn’t open his eyes. His lids were heavy. He sensed that something was wrong as he couldn’t move his arms. 

He had been immobilized, shackled to a chair. Both his arms and legs were secured to the heavy wooden chair, making it impossible for him to move. And to make matters even worse, he was naked.

After several minutes, as his head began to clear, he forced his eyes open and was shocked by what he saw.

He was in a dungeon. The room was filled with all kinds of strange devices.  And on the walls hung a wide variety of whips and chains and other instruments of torture. While he couldn’t see inside, there were also several large cabinets filled with numerous gags and dildos and clamps, all designed to bring anguish to Edgar’s victims. It was like a scene out of a horror movie.

“Noooooooooo!” Doug screamed when he saw Julie just several feet in front of him. He struggled to get up, but the ropes held him in place securely.

His beautiful bride stood before him, held upright from the ceiling. Her hair had been tied into a severe pony tail, with an overhead rope attached to it. Her arms were held immobile and above her head with her wrists locked into padded leather cuffs, attached to chains dropped from the ceiling. Padded leather ankle cuffs, attached to short chains, which in turn were attached to eye bolts in the floor, held her legs spread wide apart. Her normal 2” high heeled shoes have been replaced with much more severe five inch stiletto heels. Thank God that at least she was still fully dressed.

Julie began regaining consciousness as Edgar entered the room. She tried to move, but found that she too was immobilized in a very uncomfortable position.

“Oh my God, what’s happening!” she screamed.

“I hope that you find your accommodations adequate,” Edgar chuckled as he taunted them.

“You can’t do this. I demand that you release us immediately,” Doug bravely said.

“You demand? You’re in no position to demand anything, my boy!”

Doug struggled to get free, but to no avail.

“Please let us go, Edgar. This is our wedding night. Don’t do this to us,” Julie pleaded.

“Ah Julie. Yes, this is your wedding night, and I want it to be a memorable one for both you and Dougie.” he replied, as Julie cried, somehow knowing that it would come to a no good ending.

“You don’t know how elated I was when I found out that not only were you newlyweds, but that you were both virgins. I mean that’s unheard of in this day and age.”

“What do you intend to do?” Doug demanded.

“Well Doug, use your imagination, my boy. First of all, we’re going to unveil your new bride. After all, you haven’t even seen her naked yet, have you? We can share this moment together,” he chuckled.

“You bastard!” Doug screamed as he struggled to get free.

“Now that isn’t appropriate language for a good Christian boy like you to use, now is it?” taunted Edgar.

“Please don’t do this,” Julie begged.

“My dear, large treasures like yours shouldn’t be hidden, they should be shared with others,” Edgar observed, as he went to the cabinet and returned with a large hunting knife in his hand. “Remember, it’s more blessed to give than to receive.”

“Don’t you touch her with that!” Doug screamed as he struggled to get free.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Edgar retorted as he returned to stand in front of Julie. “I wouldn’t think of hurting this delectable piece of meat, before I’ve ravaged her.”

He then proceeded to place the blade of the knife under the top button of Julie’s blouse, and with a flick of his wrist, the button was gone. Julie was breathing heavily, as her large breasts rose and fell on her chest.

“Please don’t,” she whimpered.

“I insist that you stop this right now!” Doug screamed.

Ignoring them, with two quick flicks of his wrist, he removed two more buttons, now exposing a good deal more of her more than ample cleavage. He then ran the flat edge of the blade up and down the deep valley between her twin orbs as Doug looked on in horror.

Julie moved her head back, trying to escape the touch of the blade, but her movement was limited. Her legs were already starting to ache from the five inch heels that she wasn’t accustomed to wearing, but had been forced to wear.

“Kiss me, Julie,” Edgar demanded.

“Oh God no! What kind of man are you? I’m a married woman!” she blurted out as the knife continued to trail a pattern up and down her cleavage.

“I said, kiss me!” he said more firmly, repeating his demand.

“I will not!” she said indignantly.

“Very well then. You leave me no choice,” he said as he walked over to Doug and grabbed his cock, placing the sharp edge of the blade just above his balls.  “Too bad that you’ll never have a chance to enjoy this nice cock.”

“Oh God don’t!” Julie screamed. “What kind of man are you?” 

“One who intends on getting what he wants. The fate of Doug’s balls is in your hands, figuratively speaking,” Edgar retorted.

“I’ll do whatever you want, but please don’t hurt Doug.”

Edgar smiled as he released Doug’s cock.

“You son of a bitch!” Doug screamed.

“You know, Doug, I’m really getting tired of your mouth. We need to do something about that,” he said calmly, as he went over to the cabinet and retrieved a ball gag.

“Open your mouth,” Edgar ordered, but Doug stubbornly refused.

He then reached down and viciously squeezed Doug’s balls. As Doug screamed from the intense pain, Edgar shoved the ball gag into his mouth, and quickly fastened it behind his head. Julie looked on in horror, fervently praying that God would deliver them from this evil.

“This is not a game, Doug. When you’re told to do something, you will do it or suffer the consequences,” he said as he picked up the knife and returned to stand next to Julie.

“Now where were we?” Edgar asked rhetorically, as he again ran the dull side of the knife between Julie’s huge tits. He then leaned in to kiss her on the lips.  Julie leaned her head back, grimacing, but Edgar gave her a warning look.  Knowing that she had no choice if she didn’t want Doug hurt, she allowed him to kiss her.

Edgar took full advantage and drove his tongue deep into her mouth, exploring the cavern of her mouth, taking her breath away as his tongue danced around in that warm virgin territory. To think that she would never let Doug French kiss her during their four years of courtship, always reminding him that on their wedding night, that all of her feminine charms would be his. As these thoughts went through her head, she began to feel a tingling down below. The bastard was getting her aroused. How could her body betray her like this?

Reluctantly, he broke off the kiss, anxious to expose more of her glorious chest. Again, with a flick of the blade, another button dropped to the floor and then another. Now, only one remained. Her white bra was totally exposed. Tears ran down her cheeks as she suffered this humiliation with her husband helplessly watching her being stripped naked by this monster.

Wasting no time, the last button was removed, and her blouse hung open, exposing her bra-clad tits to the despicable man. Edgar’s eyes bugged out of his head as he openly stared at her huge tits. He drank in the amazing set of tits sitting on her small frame. It was all too much for him as he efficiently sliced her blouse away, letting it fall to the floor in tattered pieces.

He stood before her with his cock aching and straining against the material of his slacks. Julie still stood there, hanging by her hair and arms, wearing only her bra, skirt, panties, and the uncomfortable 5 inch stiletto heels.

Edgar slowly moved around behind her and reached around her chest to grab her massive tits. As he did so, he looked over at Doug and grinned. His excitement was growing, as he realized that everything about this magnificent beauty was virgin territory. She had saved herself for this day, and he would now reap all of the benefits of all of the years that she would never allow Doug, or anyone else for that matter, touch her precious body.

“Hey Doug, have you squeezed these babies yet? They’re so soft and spongy,” Edgar taunted as his lips ran up and down the side of Julie’s neck while his hands moved over her tits, squeezing and fondling them.

She whimpered as her body was being violated by this demon. Doug stared at her wide-eyed, feeling so helpless and defenseless. He was totally incensed by this stranger’s violation of his bride’s body, one which he had yet to sample himself, but at the same time, even though what he was seeing infuriated him, he found himself strangely turned on by the sight of his new wife’s massive breasts being handled.

“Hey, Doug, I asked you a question,” he said, as he reared back and smacked the side of Julie’s left tit.

A startled scream escaped her lips as her left breast smashed into her right bra-encased one. She tottered on the 5 inch stiletto heels, almost losing her balance and putting more strain on her head, without the solid footing. He then reared back and smacked the side of her other tit, causing Julie additional discomfort and demanded, “Answer me!”

Doug shook his head violently to the right and left. He was filled with guilt, knowing that he was the cause of the pain that Julie was now feeling. This wasn’t right. He was supposed to be the one touching those glorious globes, not this perverted stranger. He prayed fervently that God would deliver them from this torment.

“Doug, Julie will suffer much worse consequences if I catch you with your eyes closed or looking anywhere but at your beautiful bride. I want you to see everything! Do I make myself clear?”

Doug looked on incredulously.

Edgar reared back and again smacked Julie on the left tit and then landed a glancing blow to the right one. 

SMACK! SMACK!

“Aggggghhhhhh!” Julie screamed out in pain as her breasts once again smashed into each other.

“Answer me, Doug. Your disobedience only means more pain for Julie,” Edgar screamed.

Doug nodded his head up and down, knowing that any rebellion on his part would only mean more pain for his beloved Julie. 

“That’s better, Doug. Now observe what a little slut your wife is.”

For some minutes afterwards, Edgar continued to rub Julie’s bra encased tits while lavishing her neck with kisses, slowly working his way up to her ear.  His tongue trailed kisses around her ear, before probing inside. For many minutes he fucked her ear with his tongue, while her whimpers turned into groans.

“Don’t you like what I’m doing to you, Julie?” he whispered.

“No!” she murmured.

“Doesn’t it feel good, you little goodie two shoes. Isn’t this what you waited for all of those years?” he continued to taunt her. “I’ll bet your pussy is soaking wet by now!”

“No! No it isn’t!” she wailed.

Doug struggled in the chair, but to no avail. He couldn’t move and was forced to watch with horror the disgusting things being done to his innocent bride.

Julie hated the bastard. Her mind was in turmoil. Here she was on her wedding day, being aroused by another man, while her husband had to look on, helpless to do anything to prevent it from happening. She found it disgusting, but at the same time, her body was betraying her. She could feel a tingling in her vagina, and knew that she was indeed getting wet down there. This wasn’t supposed to happen. This shouldn’t have been getting her aroused. There had to be a reason for all of this. Maybe God was just testing them?

At the same time, she could see that Doug’s penis was twitching and starting to get hard. Could he possibly be getting aroused by seeing his wife being ravished by this monster? No, that wasn’t possible she decided.

Edgar reluctantly stopped kissing Julie’s neck and moved around in front of her.  She was panting and having a hard time catching her breath. Her mammoth tits rose and fell on her chest with her heavy breathing. He found this very arousing. And the more that she and her fiancé’ squirmed, the better that he liked it. He walked over to Doug, and looking down, he saw that the young man was getting aroused.

“Well, I can see that you’re beginning to enjoy yourself. I hope that you’re not feeling neglected,” he said as he reached down and stroked Doug’s cock, to make it get fully hard, further embarrassing the newlywed. Edgar knew that Doug was now full of shame from getting so aroused at seeing his bride defiled.  He knew that two such naive young adults as these wouldn’t be able to figure out that this was a normal response.

Doug thrashed back and forth, disgusted by the bastard’s hand touching him in such a private place. But his body continued to betray him too, as his cock continued to grow with each stroke given it.

“Well, that’s enough of that,” Edgar said, as he withdrew his hand. “Since this is your wedding night, I think that you should help decide what piece of clothing comes off next. So, shall I remove Julie’s bra next, so that we can finally get to see those gorgeous tits of hers fully naked?”

Doug thrashed his head back and forth as tears welled up in his eyes.

“OK, well we’ll save that for later. After all, you’ve waited this long to see them anyway, a little longer won’t matter. How about her skirt then?”

Again, Doug thrashed his head back and forth, not wanting this monster to take any other piece of her clothing off. What he didn’t realize was that he didn’t have a choice in whether his wife would be stripped naked right in front of him or not, only the order in which she got stripped as he would find out shortly.

“OK, well then I guess it’s her panties. You know, you’re making this awfully hard on me. Her skirt or bra would have been much easier,” Edgar said as he walked back over to Julie.

Doug thrashed his head back and forth in protest, but Edgar ignored him. His frustration mounted, knowing that he was unable to come to the aid of his beautiful bride.

“Julie, I’m concerned that you’re not enjoying yourself. This should be the happiest and most memorable moment of your life. And I do plan on making it very memorable. I can guarantee you that when this night is over, that you’ll remember it forever. You can’t even begin to imagine the things that I have planned for you and Dougie boy,” Edgar chided as he ran his finger up and down between the valley created by Julie’s luscious tits.

Julie was filled with terror by his words. What would become of her and Doug?

“God please help us. I know that there is a reason for all of this happening.  You must have a purpose.” she thought to herself as Edgar’s wandering fingers continued to arouse her.

“Well, Doug says that your panties are next. So be it. After all, this is his wedding night too,” Edgar said as he moved behind Julie, not wanting to obstruct Doug’s view.

He then ran his hand up the insides of Julie’s wide spread legs.

“Doug, I need to find out where the panty line is before I go up there with a knife. I’m sure that you wouldn’t want me to accidentally cut Julie up there, now would you?” Edgar taunted as he continued to slowly run his hand up the inside of her right leg and then down the inside of her left leg.

“Doug, have you ever felt Julie’s legs? My, but they are so smooth and soft to the touch,” he added as the effect on Julie was becoming quite apparent. Her clit was throbbing, and her pussy was getting wetter and wetter as Edgar’s hand traveled within inches of her pussy.

Doug shook his head left to right, as more tears welled up in his eyes. It hurt so much to see a strange man taking liberties with the love of his life. He knew that Julie was in agony, but he could also see where she was getting aroused by this monster’s attention. His own cock was betraying him as well, as once again it began to grow and get hard. He felt so ashamed.

“I think I’ve explored the territory enough. It’s time to get rid of those panties and get them out of the way of her pussy.”

“Please don’t, Edgar. Please have mercy on us and let us go,” Julie begged.  “It’s not too late. God will forgive you.”

Edgar came around to look at Julie. He laid his hand upon her bra encased tits as he spoke. “Have mercy? I’m not God! I have no mercy, and I don’t want any forgiveness. What a hypocrite you are,” he said as he squeezed her tits. “You profess to be so holy, but you are relishing and enjoying what is being done to you!”

“I am not!” she screamed in denial. “I hate it! I hate everything that you’re doing to me! It’s absolutely disgusting!”

“Oh really!” he said as he reached under her skirt and yanked her panties down. He then seized his knife and cut them away, throwing them on the floor along side her tattered blouse.

He paced back and forth in front of Julie. “Well Doug, your pure, innocent wife says that she hates all of this. That she finds it disgusting. Do you believe that? Well, I don’t, and I can prove it!”

He then quickly reached back under her skirt and pushed two of his fingers between her pussy lips, careful not to disturb her hymen. That was reserved for later in the evening. When he withdrew his fingers, they were coated with her slick juices.

“You hate this, Julie? You’re disgusted by it?” he taunted her as he held his dripping wet fingers under her nose. “You’re nothing but a slut, a big titted fucking slut, and this is the proof! Lick my fingers clean, you hypocrite!”

Julie began to cry, tears were streaming down her face as she tried to turn her head away. Edgar, incensed by her reaction, backhanded her across her right cheek and then her left one.

“Lick my fingers clean, you slut!” he repeated.

“Oh God, forgive me,” Julie wailed as she reluctantly obeyed, knowing that to defy Edgar would only mean more punishment for her and her beloved Doug. She licked his fingers, tasting her own sweet nectar. He reached down again between her legs and gathered more pussy juice which he forced her to lick clean once again. He continued to force her to lick and suck his fingers after dipping them into her pussy time and time again.

During all this, Doug was beside himself, helpless to do anything to come to Julie’s aid. He thrashed about, but was unable to even loosen the ropes that bound him to the chair. He was supposed to be Julie’s protector, and was doing absolutely nothing to protect her. He was angry, and his tears welled up in his eyes as his frustration grew.

“You claim to be disgusted, but you are as wet as a two bit whore on a Saturday night. Only a slut would get wet while being felt up by an unwanted stranger.  So what does that make you? Tell Doug!”

Julie stared at him, refusing to answer. He then picked up his knife and placed the point on the side of her right breast. He applied pressure and said again, “Tell Doug what you are?”

He continued to apply more and more pressure, until she finally blurted out, “I’m a slut!”

“Say it again!”

“I’m a slut!”

“Louder!”

“I’m a slut!”

“Tell Doug what you are!”

“I’M A SLUT, DOUG!!”  she screamed and cried hysterically.

Edgar backed off, pleased with the way that things were going. Julie hung by her hair and wrists now. Only her bra and skirt remained covering her up. She felt totally embarrassed and humiliated by her forced admission, and the way that her body was betraying her. Her lusting had betrayed her. She was an unworthy slut. She should never have gotten wet from this fiend’s abuse of her body, but she had. She held on to a faint hope that God would intervene. God worked all things to His glory for those who trust in him.

Edgar once again reached under her skirt and found that her pussy was even wetter than before. 

“What a slut!” he thought to himself. He gathered up more of her pussy juices on his fingers, and went over to Doug.

“See this, Doug? See what a slut your bride is? You shouldn’t be deprived of your wife’s sweet nectar,” Edgar hissed as he smeared Julie’s juices all over Doug’s face. He then removed the ball gag from Doug’s mouth.

He offered his still wet fingers to him. Doug turns his head away in disgust.

“Lick them, Doug, or I’ll cut your balls off!” Edgar demanded.

Doug knew it was useless to resist as he opened his mouth and allowed Edgar to push his fingers in as he licked them clean. Edgar dipped his fingers once again in Julie’s pussy coating them with her sweet nectar.  He offered his wet fingers to Doug, waving his fragrant fingers under his nose. The pungent smell of Julie’s excitement had the desired affect as Doug’s cock grew and became fully erect as Julie looked on in disgust. Edgar then, wiped his fingers clean on his upper lip, so that while he had to continue watching his bride’s debasement, he would be smelling her sexual excitement. He had often dreamed of smelling her on their wedding night, but not like this, and tears once again filled his eyes.

“Decision time, Dougie, remember you’re in charge. Shall it be the bra?” Edgar asked, totally enjoying the agonized look on the boy’s face. 

“He’s really a sadistic bastard!” Doug thought to himself as he shook his head right and left.

“OK, well it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that you want the skirt to come off next,” he said, as he leaned in close to Doug’s ear. “Saving those big hooters for last, eh?”

“You, bastard!” Doug spit out, knowing that his beautiful bride would be further violated.

“Watch it, Doug, or the gag goes back in your mouth. I’m trying to be nice to you on your wedding night, but don’t push too hard or Julie will suffer the consequences,” Edgar warned.

Edgar walked back over to Julie. He looked her up and down with lust-filled eyes, drinking in the beauty standing before him. He would have loved to strip her naked from the start, but seeing her utterly humiliated was well worth the wait.  He hoped to totally break her before this was all over. If all went as expected, there wouldn’t be anything, no matter how disgusting, that she wouldn’t do.

“It’s time to lose your skirt, slut, and expose that hot, dripping pussy of yours. I can tell that Doug can’t wait to see what it looks like. I don’t think that he’s ever seen a pussy before,” Edgar taunted. “Have you, Doug?”

Doug looked away, trying to control the anger building inside him. He silently prayed that God would intervene and deliver them from this evil man.

“I asked you a question!” Edgar shouted as he slapped Julie’s large bra encased breasts.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Oooooooowwwww! Please don’t hurt me,” Julie wailed.

“No! No! I’ve never seen one,” Doug stammered, realizing too late that he should have answered Edgar immediately.  

“You don’t catch on very fast, do you, Doug,” Edgar said.

He walked back behind Julie and cut her skirt up the middle. Then he slowly moved it away, exposing her wide spread legs and her naked pussy. Tears once again welled up in her eyes as her private parts were exposed. This wasn’t at all how she envisioned her wedding night. It was suppose to be the most special night of her life, between only her and her husband. Doug’s cock grew rock hard as he saw his wife standing before him, wearing only her bra.

Edgar felt up her firm ass checks as his hands roamed all over her body. She got further aroused, in spite of herself, and silently cursed herself for responding to his unwanted caresses.

“Doug, you have one hot woman here. It’s amazing how easily she gets aroused,” Edgar continued to needle Doug.

Doug silently endured Edgar’s cutting remarks, knowing that any outburst on his part would only mean Julie would suffer more. 

Finally Edgar came around to once more face them. 

“You know this isn’t very fair to Doug, slut. You’re having all of the fun, and probably are very close to having a climax, and poor Doug is sitting there with no one giving any attention to his rock-hard cock. In all fairness, I need to do something about that. I need to make a phone call, but don’t worry I’ll be back shortly. Don’t go away,” he snickered, as he left the room.

“I’m so sorry, baby. Please forgive me,” Julie cried.

“It isn’t your fault,” Doug said dejectedly. “I should have had the spare tire fixed, and then none of this would have ever happened.”

“We need to trust in God. He must have a purpose for all this. And it’s not for us to question. We just have to have faith, and he’ll see us through this,” Julie reasons aloud, and Doug nodded in agreement.

“I know, but why did he allow this to happen in the first place?” Doug asked. 

Edgar returned smiling. He seemed to be very happy with himself. Life was good as far as he was concerned.

“I’ve arranged for some assistance that should be here shortly. That way Doug won’t feel so left out on this special night. After all, we want Doug to receive just as much attention as you do, don’t we slut?”

Julie again chose to ignore him.

Edgar once again backhanded her across the right cheek and caught her left cheek on the return swing. Her head was whipped to the left and then the right.

SMACK! SMACK!

“Answer when spoken too. Don’t be rude,” Edgar ordered with venom in his voice.

“Yes,” Julie answered through her tears and the ache in her jaw.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, we want Doug to receive attention?”

“Do you really mean that, slut?”

“Yes.”

“You want Doug to receive attention?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t believe this. What a fucking slut you are. Here it is your wedding night, and you want Doug to receive attention from someone else?”

“You told me to say it,” Julie sobbed.

“I didn’t tell you to what to say. I just told you to answer. I never told you what to say. You decided that all by yourself. Absolutely unbelievable!”

Julie continued to cry. She was confused and feeling miserable. She was now finding it hard to stand, which put even more strain on her hair and arms, which were holding her up.

Edgar paced back and forth, as he continued to talk to the newlyweds. 

“You know, you Christians talk really big, but you don’t live it! You two are supposedly devote Christians. Julie, I tie you up and slap you around a little bit, and your pussy leaks like a faucet. Doug, you sit over there watching your wife being abused by a total stranger, and you get a raging hard on. What kind of witness is that? And then your wife of less than 24 hours, who hasn’t even consummated her marriage vows yet, is saying that you need some female attention from another woman. This is absolutely unbelievable. You people are such hypocrites,” Edgar fumed.

Of course, we know that Edgar is playing a game, and doesn’t believe anything that he’s saying. It’s just another way to confuse and embarrass the naive young couple. He so enjoys humiliating them.

Edgar stood before Julie and again asked, “What are you?”

“I I I’m a slut!”

“Tell Doug what you are?”

“I I’m a slut!”

“Are you a cock sucking slut?”

“No!”

Edgar kneed her in her pussy, but it was a measured blow, not so much intended to hurt her, as it was to scare the shit out of her. His strategy was to keep her off balance. None of her answers would ever be right. Any answer would result in him humiliating her as much as he could.

Julie would have doubled over if she could, but that was impossible. The blow was sudden and unexpected. She broke out in tears, full of fear.

Doug struggled to get out of the chair. If only he could break his bonds, Edgar would be history, for what he was doing to his wife. Tears welled up in his eyes.  He felt so helpless.

“Wrong answer! Now, tell your husband what you are?”

“I’m a cock sucking slut!” she said through the tears.

“Again!”

“I’m a cock sucking slut!”

“Louder!”

“I’M A COCK SUCKING SLUT!”

“And there you have it folks. By her own admission, our newlywed Julie Matthew admits to being a cock sucking slut, and Julie, I’ll hold you to that later on.”

It was evident that Doug was in a bad way. Julie was screaming “I’m a cock sucking slut” obviously has had an effect on him as evidenced by the huge hard on that he was sporting.

Edgar walked over and stood near Doug.

“Doug, you’re a good Christian, right?”

Doug nodded affirmatively without hesitation.

“There’s one thing I don’t understand. If you’re such a good Christian, then why do you have a raging hard-on from seeing your new bride used and abused? I degrade her, and you get off on it! There’s definitely something wrong with this picture. If you’re a Christian, then I don’t want any part of it,” Edgar commented, as he walked away disgusted.
