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456 going in part 7456 going in part 7 A late start next day showed the fresh air of their woodland day-out had tired them more than they realised. Rain slashing on the window, like hail, and the sign on the old furniture shop next door, squeaking in the gusty wind, had a roused John who thought how lucky that they had picnicked yesterday, her breathing steady and regularly echoing around the room, he soon dozed off again.They awoke very late, breakfasted well, then sat sleepily watching rain running down the window pain, the day a total contrast to the day before. It had been a seesaw of a month, days of rain, days of sun.They lay together her d****d on him on that old sofa, just enjoying being together, his hand idly cupping her breast, casually brushing her nipple. Contemplating how far he had journeyed in such a short time.She amazed him by suddenly looking deep in his eyes and saying, “look that last film tomorrow and my promise to let you have your way…. I meant just what I said… I really do want a scar from it, …I won`t weary our ring, for a whole year, not till we are sure this is not a flash in the pan, an infatuation on both of our parts… But…I want a scar, a small scar… yes small mark you…one that you can put wherever on my body you wish… so I know you were serious, and you will know too that I will wear forever, your mark just to say I was yours… am yours…can you understand that?” he nodded, the she went on, ”Tony I knew was leaving me, and he wanted to mark me, forever as his, and you found his marks a few days back, they have faded , yes… but I know he marked me forever, …I though… well… I know now that the loved me…once… though I see now it was just a means to make money… but love makes fools of us all…”“Let`s watch today`s film and spend the afternoon making love, tomorrow will be a perfect family Sunday, holiday packing first, then a Sunday roast at the pub, followed by home, and a special film, while it digests and then in the evening a loving but painful whipping of a perfect woman, what more can a man ask for?” he laughed, then added “let`s hope the rain stops tomorrow!”Chuckling he led her to their bed, the film was soon on, it was entitled, ‘having friends round’ and the cast list featured Murray, Marion, and George, the action began with the arrival and the sitting round the table of each of the them, dressed in clothing for an evening visit, the women drank wine, the men beer, for a while they played cards then strip poker was suggested, by the eighth or ninth round, the two women were just in underclothing Tony as Tim, had lost his socks and Gorge was in his underpants, Murray however it being his pack, was still fully clothed!Another few hands had Pat naked, and Marion, in just knickers her rather floppy but full breasts being eyed by both Murray and George the latter with a friendly hand on Pat `s bum. Slowly the game evolved, even Murray, to save being caught cheating, was down to his y fronts. Tim then announced that he was fed up losing, and he thought the ladies should provide some entertainment. The cards went away, and the two ladies kissed, compliantly! Tim however had walked this path before, and was quick to grab Marion, while she was holding her friend yozgat escort and with Gorge`s assistance hauled her over the table end where she was quickly, if unwillingly secured.Cursing the men roundly, she was told by Tim that “though he knew she wasn’t keen on men , and preferred the ladies, tonight she was going to first watch her friend spanked painfully, then both he and Murray, were going to take her… before Gorge spanked her hard in the same way. She began to protest, as Gorge pulled Pat over his knee and donning a glove, then began paddling the woman`s arse as if his life depended on it and enjoying every strike! Pat wailing and wriggling all the while and Marion`s, eyes fixed on her friend. Tim, while her attention was on Pat, mounted Marion and began rowing for home like an Oxford blue. Tiny dribbles and rivulets of Blood poured from Pats buttocks, pinpricks by the hundred from the strike marks left by the glove, proved it was studded with thumb tacks. Marion, began to protest, to Tim`s obvious joy, every “no” or “Please don’t” music to his ears, he soon filled her belly spurred on by her obvious fear. He stepped back, and Gorge to his subjects relief ceased the spanking, the now snuffling and tearful Pat laying, holding the blood spattered and reddened backside, still over old Georges warm knees Murray now plodded into Marion line of sight, slowly dropping his last item of clothing and waving the thick monster at her in a most intimidating way. She knew what was to come and silent tears flowed as the owner of the thickest penis she had ever encountered, moved from her vision, ramming it deep into her already ravished body, in a way the caused her to scream both loud and long. Each stroke caused cry`s and wails, old super width, stretching and reaming the woman, who normally only took men (and normal sized men at that,) occasionally when a lady was unavailable! Her arms tugged hard at the cords securing them to table legs, but they had done too good a job, she felt the spewing seed filling her belly, and relief flooded her face, as that terrible phallus tore itself free, her slot feeling hot and stretched, her head collapsed down on the hard tabletop and she wept. A grinning George still wearing that terrible glove literally bounced from the chair from where he had watched the violation and was soon spanking at her well rounded buttocks, Tony mounting his wife and beginning again to enjoy her at the other table end, the two women kissing and crying as each alternate thrust or hand print did its thing, they knew in there heart of hearts that Tim and George would not stop till Tim filled his wife and said “enough!”That was fortunately not long, his ejection marked by his cry of “Ahhh” and George throwing the glove into the sink, it was over, the film ceased, the tail of the spool clattering and the light of the projector filling the room. Anne kissed him as he switched out the projector and as had become their usual practise they ‘enjoyed carnal knowledge of each other’ first missionary then cowgirl, each spurred on by one aspect or another of the film, Anne said “the spanking was gross, but though the little man had laid it on hard, the blood soon washed away, and though escort yozgat sore for a day or two, was soon gone, it was” she said “her last session bar one with Tony, as he had reeked one revenge too many, one step too far with Marion, and when….oh you`ll see tomorrow, just take me again please!” to which he willingly obliged.Sunday, the last day, the bells of St Jude`s peeling for the early service awoke our hero, sun streamed through the window, after the usual toileting and shower he did her breakfast, then called her with a tray, she rubbed sleep from her eyes, then spying the tray said “I could get used to this, !” His answer that she was to “make the most of it as it was there last day together” had her near to tears.She ate, as he fed the film into the projector. They drank the tea together and she nodded at the projector, “look I have only watched this twice before, the bastard`s boyfriend sent it me after we had separated, and it was accompanied by a letter from Tony that to my surprise left the shop and flat to me, I think he was so embarrassed by the film, and Jake had insisted… a booked in for dinner at 12 at the pub so perhaps we should either get on with it or wait till after dinner, which is my preference sweetheart!” He shrugged said the film could wait, time to pack. Together they packed their respective cases then after morning coffee, they dressed for the pub.They ate in the ‘Boat’ down by the River, outside on the terrace in the warm sunlight, they ate well, then wandered home, hand in hand star crossed lovers.They made coffee, then on the bed still dressed, they sat, backs up against the headboard, enjoying the moment. The coffee over, she could put it off no more, “go on then you know your itching to see this the last film, but before you do, I`ve brought you a present, it`s for you to remember me by!” she gave him a small box, in it a watch, engraved, ‘forever yours Anne!’ With misty eyes he turned to the projector hardly able to speak. It started up and he hugged her, as the film started.The lead said Anne`s life, and started with their wedding, Tony looking neat, tidy, smiling, and loving, then a short honeymoon film, the lovely Anne in a swimsuit, on the Norfolk broads, laid in the cockpit of a motor cruiser a smiling Tony at the wheel of the boat.A short piece on the shop and the flat, very basic, a typical just after the war flat, of interest to John, in that there had been changes, double glazing, new fitted cupboards, that bathroom, brighter colours but essentially the same. So far so good. then bits from odd films, just snippets, cuts, put together by a sad mind, showing the filmgoer the level, he had forced this lovely lady down to, because of her willingness to be used, for him. His voice now asked her forgiveness, his image bent over a chair , his new master a belt in hand having spanked him, his arse red and striped, Jake his master now telling her he had seen the last film and would make the faggot pay regularly, it was his promise.The film cut to the yard, tied to the wall was Anne facing the wall, naked her breasts squashed against the rough bricks, held tight and tearful. Tony`s voice was explaining how he had found a lover, a new lover, yozgat escort bayan a man who was capable of mastering him as he knew he needed, not like her a soft woman that had not the strength of character to control him, she couldn’t even give him a c***d. He said he had grown to hate her, and wanted to belittle her, hurt her, mark her, that was why he had taken his revenge on her, whoreing her out and using her as he had! Now he had decided to whip her arse till it bled and marked, so she could remember him …forever. As he was leaving her to live with his lover, Jake.With that he began striking her pert butt with his belt with each stroke she whimpered, each crack of leather on skin, a trial, desperately she tried to keep quiet, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of her cry`s. it for him became a challenge, harder and harder the strokes struck his face a mask of joy. She collapsed on the bindings, hung silently for the last few final strokes, then the film stopped her buttocks a mass of blue and purple welts, blood running in trickles down her legs. it was over. for the last time the projector lit the room, he quickly stopped its clatter and said to her, “He left you there?” she nodded, then in a whisper said, “my neighbour then, him with the furniture shop came in early next morning, luckily. It was he that cut me down, and he that tended my marks, I didn’t want police or ambulances, or the publicity of the press or a court case!” they kissed words unable to express enough. For a long moment there was silence, then her quiet voice broke the spell. “I want you to recreate that night, I want marks, but I want you to be controlled, if you can control your feelings, then in a year we can become engaged, if you still want that…but, loose control, and we shall never love again. Understand, I just can`t trust men I trusted him, and he nearly killed me! the question is, will you.She stood, undressed and at 4pm on a Sunday afternoon with rope and a wide belt, naked she led him down to the back door. And into the yard. She was soon tied naked just as before, the four rusty hooks holding her to the wall, just as before. He still dressed wrapped the leather round his hand at the buckle, hissed at her, “count” and without hesitation struck her buttocks hard, through gritted teeth she grunted “one” a second or two passed then another struck, by the fourth her resolve was going and the fifth had tears falling, the final stroke struck and as she hung in the bindings, to her horror she found herself watching him walk away, her heart broke, tears fell, and she cursed him to the four winds.In minutes he returned knife in hand, alarmed and terrified she thought her end had come, but his knife was to cut her down. Tears of joy fell, they staggered indoors. Tea strong and sweet helped, he kissed her once more, then taking her hands and kissing her he vowed never to ever hurt her again, unless she begged him too, that phase of his sexual life was now over. he ran her a bath, They slept that night on his shoulder face down. Next morning the alarm had them up early, showers, breakfast, then cases in hand they locked up, together they walked the length of the awakening high street hr walking a little tenderly, at the station it was a tearful farewell, the bracing himself he set off to the barracks. The walk gave him time to sort his thoughts, at the guardroom he booked in, and with two others was collected by a drill sergeant, it was over, he was in.

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