How They Decided Pt. 06

-- CHAPTER SIX --

About a year after they had joined the community, Gerry was scheduled to make a two week long business trip to China. The weekend between those weeks was a scheduled "party weekend" at the farm. Gerry had thought about it and wondered whether Tammi should attend in his absence. He e-mailed John and John advised him it had to be a decision between Gerry and Toni -- no one else could make that decision for them. John told him some men would find it exciting to spend the weekend visualizing his woman being taken in all openings and whipped in his absence. Other men would feel the exact opposite, wanting his woman to only be used while he watched. He reminded Gerry that in his absence, Tammi would be considered "community property" and would have no say in how she was treated. Gerry vowed to remind her of that before he made his decision.

Gerry asked Tami how she felt about it. She hesitated and he sensed she was afraid to answer in fear of not pleasing him. "Look", he said, "I need to know your feelings about it before I decide. But my decision may or may not be based on your feelings. But I want to know."

She said, "In the book, I found it exciting that O was left at Roissy in Rene's absence to be used and tortured without regard to his plans. Things were done to her which he appeared to not know about. Of course, it could have been he knew, in general, or exactly what she would be subjected to. But I wonder what other men would want of me and do to me, if you were not there."

"That leaves me to make the decision based only on my own desires", he said. He added, "I think I will send you alone and I expect to be in a constant state of arousal thinking of others using your body in ways I might or might not like. Make plans to spend the weekend at the farm and to describe -- in detail -- what will have been done to you, upon my return."

She took him to the airport and on the way he asked, "Are you sure you are going to be able to find the farm? Are you sure you want to go alone? Are you sure you will be OK? Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Stop worrying", she said. "I agreed to it and I plan to go through with it. I just hope you will be thinking of me and what I am enduring. I love you and want to please you. And, in a way, I am looking forward to seeing what they will do to me without you being there. I just hope your expectations are met."

On the long flight, all he could think about were all the possibilities of what would happen to her. After he arrived, his days were fully occupied with business but in the evenings, after the obligatory dinners and such, he would go back to his hotel and think about her. He imagined her open mouthed screams as she was whipped. He wondered if she would think of him when she was being used by other men. He usually masturbated while having these thoughts until he fell asleep.

He could send and receive text messages but had been warned they were expensive and that the CCP could monitor all communications. So, the messages were short, as were the answers. Until the weekend...

Saturday morning he realized it was Friday evening back home. He also realized he didn't know whether she was at the farm Friday evening or would arrive Saturday morning; it was a detail they hadn't discussed. He wondered if she was already under the whip or being used. He was occupied with sightseeing arranged by his hosts and a business dinner in the evening. He had occasional thoughts about it being "party weekend" and wondered what was being done to Tammi. But he was much too busy to really get excited until he returned to his hotel. It was late evening which was Saturday morning at the farm. He imagined her being greeted with a whipping, or being used by several men before breakfast. He fell asleep thinking about it.

Sunday evening, he received a text message from John. It said, "I wrote this last night but am sending it early in the morning on Sunday as I know that is about 8 PM where you are.

I'm sure you will be proud of Tammi upon your return. I have some photos I will send you once you are on your return trip."

That started his thoughts racing and he found himself masturbating as he thought about what was happening to her. He could hardly wait to hear her description of her weekend. The rest of his trip, thoughts of her weekend kept intruding his thoughts and he hoped none of the others suspected why he couldn't keep his mind on business.

After he arrived at the airport where she met him, he was on pins and needles while waiting for his luggage. During the trip home (about two hours) before she started telling him about her weekend, he received another message from John with two photos attached. He pulled off the road so he could read it. It said, "You should be proud of her! She took all we could give her and told me it was because she had you in her mind." The first photo showed her tied to the whipping columns (taken from behind but easy for him to recognize her) where he could see the stripes across her buttocks, thighs, and back. The second was with her on her knees on a hassock, clad in a red nightgown, holding her buttocks open with her obviously well used anus clearly shown above the gaping vagina. The next paragraph said, "After George used her."

Once they resumed the trip, he handed her the phone and had her read both messages. He admitted he had not be able to get her out of his mind and imagining what she was undergoing even caused him to masturbate. She smiled and said, "I'm glad! I must have come a hundred times thinking of you as other men used me and whipped me. I was only wishing you were there!"

She spent the whole trip telling him about it. He was so aroused he climaxed without even touching himself. She told him about being used by three men at the same time, John in her vagina, Bob in her behind, and another man in her mouth. All she could think about was whether he would have liked to watch or would have preferred to take part.

She told him George had taken her rear opening twice and that it had hurt terribly both times. She had thought how Gerry would have watched her face and soothed her -- but also enjoyed seeing her in pain. Others had used her there also and some remarked how open she was becoming. She had been whipped several times but what had surprised her was how often a group with six men could use a woman so many times in such a short time.

It had been five days since the weekend and all three of her openings, including her mouth, were still sore. She asked if Gerry had asked George to tear her. "Why, did he tear you?"

"I don't know. There was blood on the toilet paper the next couple of days".

"I didn't ask him to but maybe I should? Why do you ask?"

She told him what Paula had told her long ago. That George only intentionally tears women if their husband or lover asks him to. But Paula had also said it took her weeks to heal after he "accidentally" tore her.

He replied, "I'll have to think about asking him. But if I ask him to tear you I want to be there to see -- and hear you scream."

When they arrived home they rushed inside, leaving his luggage in the car, where he literally attacked her. As they lay beside each other, he inserted a finger in her behind which appeared to be stretched more than before he left, but obviously still tighter than the other. He told her he was happy she had gone to the farm alone. Even though he loved to watch her being used he also grew excited thinking about her being used in his absence. He told her he might someday send her to the farm alone while he remained home and imagined what was happening to her.

He asked her if that excited her. She said it did, but another thing she imagined was one of the men seeing her when she was shopping or such, and taking charge of her for a couple of hours before returning her to him -- well used. He agreed that would also excite him.

They fell asleep in each other's arms.