How They Decided Pt. 04

-- CHAPTER FOUR --

That Friday, he called her at work. He told her, "When you arrive home, don't park your car in the garage. I need it open. Take a shower and wear your a blouse with your blue knit skirt, the one that shows off your buttocks so well. When you are ready, sit quietly on the couch until I arrive. Don't ask questions, just do as I say."

She was sitting on the couch waiting when she heard a car pull into the garage and the door close. He entered the room and kissed her deeply as he caressed her breasts through her blouse. "We're ready', he said, "come with me." He led her to the garage where a minivan was parked with the side door open. A man sat behind the wheel as her husband guided her into the back of the minivan. The center seats had been removed and a bench seat near the rear was the only place to sit.

The vehicle backed out of the garage and her husband closed the garage door and joined her, closing the sliding side door as he entered. As the minivan backed into the street and started toward the highway, her husband told her to relax as it would be an hour-long trip. She noticed the driver had the rear-view mirror on the windshield adjusted so that he could observe them. She wondered who he was and just how much of her he was going to see.

As they entered the highway toward Dallas, she wondered if that might be where they were going. Then, her husband spoke. "This is going to be as much like "The Story of O" as I can make it. We are going to a farmhouse where no one can hear what we do. Now take off your pantyhose and put on these knee-hi's." She managed to do so but noticed the driver was watching closely. She hoped he was also paying attention to the road.

"Now, the panties." That was easy and she handed them to him. She waited for him to tell her to pull up her skirt, sit directly on the seat, and don't close or cross her legs. She knew now she was open to the driver's gaze and felt herself growing wet. Her husband told her he was going to blindfold her with the sleep mask he produced from his pocket. Part of the agreement with the group that owned the farm was that she was not to know where it was in case she changed her mind and tried to cause legal problems.

He told her this was her last opportunity to back out as the men who would be waiting would probably not be willing to let her change her mind after the weekend activities started. Of course, she had no intention of doing anything of the sort.

They traveled along at highway speed for awhile. She soon realized that there was no way she could know how far they traveled before turning off the highway. Then, a series of turns as they finally ended up on a dirt road left her even more lost. She knew when they crossed a cattle-guard they must be close. She had no idea how long they had been on the road nor how far they had traveled when the vehicle stopped and the blindfold was removed. They were parked in front of a large house of modern construction.

Her husband opened her blouse and, using his pocketknife, cut the straps on her bra and removed it. He caressed her nipples for a moment and pinched them harshly. She moaned.

The sliding side door was opened from outside and an older man peered in. "Ah', he said, "the lovely lady arrives. Step outside, please."

As she stepped down her husband followed closely behind. They had her climb the two steps onto the porch and stop. The stranger walked around her and observed her closely. "You were right", he said to her husband, "She really is lovely. Her derrière is magnificent. Lift her skirt so I can see the skin."

She blushed as her husband complied, baring her legs, buttocks, and private parts to the stranger and to the driver, who had stepped out of the vehicle and was watching from the ground. The stranger caressed her buttocks, felt between her legs, and remarked, "She's soaking wet. She is enjoying this far too much. I can hardly wait to hear her scream."

The stranger then spoke to her. "When we go inside, you are to stand in the small circle drawn on the floor. You will be stripped and we will explain the rules. Your husband told us you agreed to come here and submit to our initiation. If this is not true or if you have had second thoughts, you should get back into the vehicle now and you will be returned home. Once you enter, you will spend the entire weekend here, unless your husband calls it off. Do you understand?"

All of a sudden she realized that once she passed through the door she would no longer have a choice. She remembered from the book that O was told she must obey whomever opened the door and if she did not obey, they had the means to force her. Tammi shivered and could barely answer as she murmured her assent. They entered the house. Passing through a small foyer, they entered a large room with a fireplace at one end and a large picture window looking out on a pasture. There was little furniture except for easy chairs arranged around the fireplace and around a dais at the other end of the room with two columns from floor to ceiling. She knew without being told that she would soon be tied to those columns when she was whipped. She wondered when that would be, but only a moment before she stepped into the circle drawn on the carpet right at the center of the room.

Two women entered the room and, first drew the drapes on the picture window and, second removed her clothes. As she stood there, the stranger circled her again and felt the fleece on her mound, grasped it in his fingers and used it to pry open her lower lips to peer closely at her sex. He released it and made her bend slightly at the waist so he could spread her buttocks and examine the puckered opening. She burned with embarrassment until he forced a finger into her as the pain caused a release from the shame.

The stranger told the women, "Prepare her for the initiation. The others should be here by then."

As the two women led her from the room she could see they were entering a wing which contained a kitchen and dining room. As they proceeded down a hallway she observed than one woman was about her age and the other was much older. Both wore short transparent nightgowns of the type popular a few years back, called "Shorty nightgowns" but without the panties. The older woman's pubic region was bare of hair but the younger woman's pubic hair was shaped into a heart and dyed red. Both were slender and shapely.

She discovered the large room led into a hallway with rooms on each side. Only later would she learn those rooms were all bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. In addition, there were several additional bathrooms so that one was always available for use after each "session". On the other side of the large room were a kitchen and dining hall. Each bathroom was equipped with douche and enema appliances so the women might clean up during sessions.

As they passed through a small bedroom almost bare of furniture except a large bed into a bathroom, the older woman said, "I'm Paula, and this is Carol. We will be preparing you for your initiation. We have been briefed on your husband's desires but we may have questions and you should answer as truthfully as you can so that there are no misunderstandings. Have you had a bowel movement in the past few hours?"

Tammi replied that she had one about six hours ago. "Good", Paula said, "Then you won't need an enema -- unless you feel the need for one. When did you last douche?"

Tammi replied, "I showered a couple of hours ago and douched in the shower. I wanted to be fresh."

"Then all we have to do is make you up. I have everything we need. And I'll explain as we go along."

As Tammi sat on a stool the women began applying rouge, lip coloring, and cologne much as described in the book. She began explaining to Tammi that her husband, John, was the older man who had greeted her on the porch. They were the most active members of a BDSM club and owned the farm. Gerry had made contact with them through Jim, when he decided he needed help in making her wishes come true. Although it was impossible to replicate the book exactly, their goal was to make her feel as if she had actually been trained at Roissy.

Paula explained that almost every member of their club was very familiar with the book but just didn't get many chances to role-play this way. John, especially, loved to initiate young couples into the lifestyle. She told Tammi he was now discussing the evenings activities with Gerry to make sure they all agreed how far things were to go. But Gerry had already indicated that he would allow things to go as far as he, Gerry, believed Tammi could bear.

They then fitted bracelets, a collar, and a belt of the type described in the book.

Just before leaving the bathroom, Paula had Tammi bend over as she inserted a thin cylinder into first, her vagina and then, her anus. It was as rough as sandpaper and Tammi moaned as it was withdrawn. Paula explained it was alum and was intended to make her openings contracted and tight so as to increase the pain when she was penetrated. This was because Gerry knew she wanted to experience the same pain as O.

As they walked her back into the bedroom she could feel the effects of the alum. In the bedroom she was provided a light meal and left alone. From down the hall she could hear conversation and laughter from the kitchen and dining room and realized that others had arrived.

She didn't know how long she waited before the two women returned with a third whom Paula introduced as Maria. Maria was a dark little beauty with long black hair which hung below her buttocks. But as she moved about, Tammi could see a tattoo on one buttock which identified her as the property of George.

The women blindfolded her, and placed a cape about her shoulders. She was otherwise nude. Her wrists were attached to each other and then by a short chain to the belt. They began the trip to the large room.

As they entered, Tammi could sense the presence of others but she could not tell how many were there. As in the book, she was led to the space in front of the fireplace. She stood there for what seemed a long time as she heard others moving about quietly. Suddenly a hand grasped her breast and a mouth engaged the other in a long sucking bite.

As a hand reached between her legs and suddenly penetrated both openings, she was almost surprised to hear herself gasp. And as she was leaned back into someone's arms and she felt breath upon her pubes, then her lower lips being opened by someone grasping the hair guarding her crack. She began to lose herself in the fantasy.

"So you read the book together," a voice said. "Nothing is going to surprise her except perhaps the intensity of the pain. For I plan to go beyond the pleasure stage so that she understands what pain can be."

"Exactly what I want," said her husband. "I want to hear her scream as much as you do and I want to see her cry real tears. That's the only way I will know if she really wants me to dominate her instead of just playing a game."

"Then, let's get started," said the first voice. "Make her kneel on the hassock."

Hands guided her into position on the hassock, kneeling on her knees and elbows with her hips high in the air. Hands caressed her buttocks, between her legs, and up and down her thighs. She couldn't tell whose, or even how many. Someone took his place behind her and plunged into her wet tunnel. He grasped her hips as he pushed as deep and hard as he could. The second forced his way into the tighter opening and she screamed, without knowing whether it was from the pain or because it was expected. The third also penetrated that puckered opening but without as much resistance. But as the fourth plunged into her belly she felt tears running out from under the blindfold. As he withdrew, she slipped off the hassock and was on her knees on the floor with her body draped over the hassock.

That was when she realized there were five men as the last began to use her mouth as if it were a vagina, except that he made her gag as he aimed for the depths of her throat. When he finished, she understood how O had not been able to identify her lover. Tammi was not even sure if her husband had done anything more than watch.

As she lay across the hassock, her blindfold was removed. As her eyes adjusted to the light she saw that there were indeed four men in addition to her husband. The older man, who Paula had identified as John was helping her to her feet. With her hands fastened to her belt it was hard to regain her balance. John was very polite as he helped her turn and sit upon the hassock and it was hard to accept that he had, just a few minutes ago, forced himself into one of her openings.

All the men were dressed in warm-up suits which appeared to be easy to open and close. Besides Gerry, John, and Bob there were two young men. There were also other three women in the room, all wearing transparent Shorty nightgowns of different hues. She recognized them as Paula, Carol, and Maria.

John was obviously in charge and began explaining that they were going to fasten her between the columns and whip her. He showed her the instruments they would use: a broad strap, a whip, and a riding crop. He said each made a different mark but unlike the description in the book of the duration of the whipping depending upon the marks, the duration of her whipping was completely in the control of her husband. "He brought you here and we will attempt to carry out his wishes. Some men lose their desire when they see their slave writhe and scream while others are emboldened by it."

As they led her -- rather, watched as the women led her -- to the dais, she wondered how her husband would measure up to others who had arranged such a whipping. Would he subject her to more than she could bear, or would he "wimp" out before she truly felt enslaved? She would soon know.

Two of the women freed her wrists from the belt and attached each to a column. She learned the columns were further apart than she had judged and her arms were pulled hard to connect them. The third women pulled at her ankles and she realized her legs would be stretched wide apart to allow whipping between her legs.

John stepped up to her and said, "We are on a farm out in the country and this entire house has been built to be almost soundproof. So scream all you want as only we will hear you -- and we want to hear you scream. He leaned forward and bit a nipple hard, making her cry out. The other men laughed.

Gerry stepped forward and looked into her face. He felt the wet spot between her legs and said, "I know you enjoyed being taken by these men. I could see it in your face as you were doing it. Now, they are going to help me punish you." He walked around her and caressed her buttocks. "The skin here is so smooth and soft. I have always loved your behind and now I want to see it whipped."

She didn't know who struck the first blow across her buttocks as the men were all moving around and passing the instruments of her torture between them, but it was the strap that landed the first blow. Soon, blows were raining onto her buttocks, thighs, and even her belly. She had expected to scream but not so soon. She begged them to stop and finally her husband called a halt and again ran his hands between her legs.

John told her husband to go ahead and fulfill the part of the book which described her rear portal being forced again. Gerry cupped a buttock in each hand and spread them apart. She actually felt cool air in the cleft as he forced his uprisen sex into her narrow opening, it hurt far more than she expected. He reached around and grasped her breasts and mauled them as he continued his thrusting.

When he had spent himself, he stepped back and "OK, do it now." She screamed anew as the riding crop struck her between the legs with an upward slash, over and over. She had seen the welts it had left on the fronts of her thighs and knew her pubic area was being marked on both sides of the slit between her legs. And several of the blows were directly upon the tenderest flesh of her body.

Finally, it was over. She had literally run out of tears and was sobbing uncontrollably. As the women moved forward to unfasten her, she could see her husband watching her and smiling. She didn't know if it was from having caused her such pain or in pride in knowing she had withstood it.

She knew that they had indeed moved beyond the pleasure stage and into the area of real pain. She had meant it when she screamed and begged them to stop. She didn't have a "safe word" as she and Gerry had decided in the car that he would be the sole judge of how much she was to endure. Otherwise, it would not have been true to the book. In the aftermath, she knew that she would never have experienced the transition beyond role-playing if her husband had not sought help and guidance. Now that it was over she was happy to have undergone it but would never have agreed to it in advance. She didn't know if her journey was complete or just beginning.

The women helped her sit down in a chair. The pain caused by her flesh being pressed against made it hard for her to listen as John told her what was going to happen next. He said she would spend the night in the bedroom where she had first been taken. The others would use rooms along the hallway. Then were no valets or maids here but one of the women would stay with her to ensure she was not alone. In addition, her husband could join her if he wished.

John was a retired physician and would examine her welts and body later to treat anything which could lead to infection. But for now, the men would sit and talk while the women took her to her room.

The women led her away. In the bathroom, Paula gently washed her while the other women prepared her bed. Paula told her this was the most severe whipping she had ever seen administered to a beginner. "Maria has received worse, but she has been whipped many times and is used to it. I'm seldom whipped anymore but, years ago, before John and I joined a club, he whipped me almost every time we had sex. And when we joined the club, I was whipped almost every meeting. I don't know if your husband is especially cruel or he just loves you a lot. Either way, you are lucky he understands your needs."

As Tammi lay in bed with her wrist fastened together, Paula and Carol left. Maria took up a station on an easy chair the women had pulled out of a large closet. The lights remained on. After some time (time had no meaning to Tammi anymore), John entered the room and saying nothing, began to examine her. She moaned as he touched the welts and moaned even more when he knelt and peered between her lag and touched the burning flesh there.

As he left, he dimmed the lights. Maria began to talk, "If your husband comes here, I will leave. But I will be just down the hall. If he sleeps elsewhere, I will either sleep in this chair or join you in bed. You need to get as much sleep as you can. We will only be here for the weekend and they are going to train you all that time. Other people will arrive tomorrow and some of those men will use you. Some may also whip you. But Monday evening everyone will leave and the house will be closed up. Carol and I will come back during the week with some hired help to clean the place up for our next party."

Tammi was asleep when she was awakened by Maria crawling into bed beside her and they were both soon asleep.