He Forces Wife to Pay the Price?

This story is one of a man taking advantage of his position, to take advantage of a woman. Non-consent is not condoned in any way.

"I have got myself in terrible trouble and I need to tell you about it."

Jen had known that some of Jack's business dealings were a little bit questionable. He never discussed the business with her and that was fine by her. They lived an expensive lifestyle and generally she was happy.

"A huge deal went tits up last month and I had to borrow some money from Bobby D. It was a last resort and now, due to more problems, I am not able to pay him back. I am telling you this because he threatened to pay you a visit, if I do not come up with the money. It is probably better if you go and stay with your mum for a while."

"I am not going anywhere, Bobby D or whatever his name is will just have to wait."

"Bobby D doesn't wait. You don't need to know all the details, but the man is dangerous. I am sorry but there is little I can do."

Jen was worried, but also annoyed with Jack, but she was determined not to be pushed out of her house by the situation.

It was two days later that having unpacked the shopping she walked into her living room to get the shock of her life. Sitting in her favourite armchair was a large, smartly dressed, man. Behind the chair were two more men. Jen wanted to scream but instead stood defiant.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house? Get the fuck out of here or I will......."

"Or you will do what darling, scream for that useless husband of yours? He is why I am here. But I apologize, how rude of me, I have not introduced myself. My name is Bobby D, but you can call me Sir. I am not in the habit of making house calls, but a friend of mine said that Jacky boy had a rather attractive wife, who he kept hidden away. My friend was wrong, ------------- rather attractive does not do you justice. You are the tastiest bit of arse I have seen in weeks. What the fuck are you doing with a loser, like Jack."

"My husband is due back any minute. Get the fuck out before he comes back."

"I am here to meet him, not avoid him. I am sure you know, he owes me a lot of money and I am here to discuss how and when he is going to repay me. Usually, I find that physical torture works well, but in this case, I am feeling rather generous. While we wait, be a good girl and make me a cup of tea."

With a wave of his hand, he sent one of the two men to the kitchen with Jen. When Jack walked into his lounge, he instantly knew he was in deep trouble. Bobby D was sitting there drinking his tea and there were two thugs standing behind the chair, he normally sat in. Jen was looking terrified. Bobby D held his hand up to stop Jen going to her husband.

"Just stay where you are, darling. You, arsehole, go and sit over there and tell me that you have my money. You have a beautiful wife and I have thoroughly enjoyed her company. I don't know why, but she seems a little nervous. Maybe you have told her about my reputation. Now, when will I see my money.

You have missed the deadline for repayment, so not only is substantial interest accruing, but there is a daily penalty payable. From the end of the week the daily penalty is cranked up considerably. Most of my customers avoid this particular penalty before the removal of one of their digits. Only one suffered twice.

I was just about to explain, to your beautiful wife, what the daily penalty is this week."

"Give me just a little more time. I am receiving a large payment at the end of the week and I can then pay you in full. Leave my wife out of this, it is nothing to do with her. You will get your money."

"Oh, I am sure I will get my money. I hope I get it without removing a single one of your digits. As I have said to your wife, I am feeling very generous this week. Instead of any physical harm coming to you, or her, I intend to take a much more generous approach. I have a particular fascination, some say fetish. Like most men I love to watch women have orgasms. What really floats my boat, is encouraging beautiful women to orgasm. I enjoy it most, if the beautiful woman is, shall I say reluctant, or even better strongly resisting. Your wife is certainly beautiful and I rather suspect strongly resistant, just perfect.

Nowadays, it isn't easy to find women who doesn't want to orgasm, most are very pleased to do so. My special pleasure is to watch a woman as they progress from being confident that there is no way they can be forced to orgasm, through becoming very aroused, through fighting to prevent it and finally failing spectacularly.

The daily penalty this week is very simple. Your sexy wife, is going to be given the chance to disprove my contention that given the right stimulation every woman can be made to climax. I will not hurt her, quite the opposite I intend to stimulate her until she cannot take any more pleasure."

Jen exploded with anger at this outrageous suggestion.

"You are not going to get anywhere near me, let alone sexually stimulating me."

"That is exactly what I wanted to hear. You have more spunk, than your wimp of a husband. I enjoy the challenge so much more when a woman fights me all the way. I cannot imagine anything more exciting than doing battle with you, my dear. Jacky boy, you are very lucky to have such a plucky, beautiful wife. It has bought your fingers a stay of execution and me, potentially, hours of fun."

Jack suspected it was pointless but did protest with ever ounce of energy possible. He realised that he was getting nowhere when Bobby turned to Jen and said,

"I love to start slowly; it is so much more erotic. Be a good girl and strip to the waist."

"You can fuck off, I am doing no such thing, SIR."

The last word was spat out loudly.

"Boys, be good enough to remove the young lady's blouse and bra. Give her the option for you to do it without shredding it, but if not make sure you don't cut her."

Both men produced large knives, but gave the angry, frightened, Jen the time to decide how much of a battle she put up. She decided that she wasn't going to help them, but she was not going to risk getting badly hurt. They worked, as if this was a routine day's work, cutting the buttons off the blouse, before cutting the straps of the bra. By the time they moved away the blouse was in pieces on her arms and the bra was cut to shreds. Jen was close to tears and her only protest was to stare at her tormentor and push her chest forward in an act of pointless defiance.

"Beautiful, quite beautiful. Boys come over her and ensure her husband doesn't do anything silly that could result in her losing a nipple by the slip of my knife."

He took the knife from one of the men, before removing the tattered bra and blouse. Jen didn't move particularly when the knife was offered up to her nipple.

"Keep very still, this knife as you have just seen is very sharp. I wouldn't like to damage your beautiful big nipples."

She watched, holding her breath, as he scraped the blade up the side of her nipple. She had been annoyed that it was erect before the contact with the knife, but it became even more so, as he repeated the process a number of times. She didn't let her breath out until he removed the blade.

"Are they sensitive, my dear? They certainly appear so. Let's just see what they taste like."

The look that Jen shot Jack, was meant to hurt as much as possible, but he was unable to look at his wife. She was as angry with Jack as she was with the bastard sucking and licking her nipple.

"If I had a gun, right now, it would be a hard decision which one of you two I killed first."

Her heart was pumping harder than she could ever remember. She was furious with everything that was happening. It took her a minute to register that the mouth playing with her nipple was not being vicious as it sucked, licked and nibbled her swollen teat. The fact that it actually felt good annoyed her, almost as much as anything. When he transferred to her other nipple the contrast between the two nipples alarmed her.

She was a mixture of, angry, scared, embarrassed and confused. Her inability to do anything about the situation was very frustrating. Jack was not constrained, but with the two thugs right behind him, he was not going to do anything silly. Her mood was not made better when, with a big smile, Bobby sat back slightly before taking both of her large rubbery nipples in his hands and rolling them, firmly.

"Now, don't they feel so much better, my dear?"

"Fuck off, you pig. They may feel better to you, but not to me."

"Oh, it is so nice to be in the company of a lady. I was going to tell my two friends to move in front of your husband and face away, but that little outburst has changed my mind. In fact, boys come here and feel what her big hard nipples feel like."

The two men took their time mauling her medium-sized boobs and playing with her nipples. Begrudgingly, it made her appreciate that Bobby' unwelcomed mouth and hands had at least been skilled. What she didn't appreciate was when he gave her the next order.

"Stand up and drop your skirt. Do it now. The boys will not be as careful with their knives, if they have to finish the job."

He made her look at him, with her back to the other three, as he, standing, agonisingly slowly, slipped his hands down her stomach and into her panties. Jen had always been very happy that she aroused easily, becoming very wet when aroused. In her confusion, in the strange events that had transpired, she had not been aware that she was not only aroused but her panties had become soaked through. Bobby D certainly did not miss it.

"How lovely, it isn't just your nipples that have appreciated the attention you have received. I hope you don't spoil my fun by cumming too quickly. I love the battle, the resistance and the defiance, before the capitulation and inevitable defeat."

Jen hated the man in front of her. She hated that she could not stop her body responding as it was. She questioned whether there was a small part of her that welcomed the battle. But what she couldn't question was her arousal. Not only were his fingers coated in the evidence of arousal, but her clit was seeking any contact with his fingers, hand or arm possible. She managed to stop her hips seeking out the clitoral contact, but it did little to prevent his gently demanding fingers creating havoc.

She wanted to fight this man, but she was far from certain that she wanted to fight the against the stimulation he was giving her. Even though he seemed to be carefully avoiding directly playing with her clit, it had burst through its hood and felt huge.

"Your wife is not only very beautiful, but she is also incredibly sexy. A woman's orgasm is the most beautiful thing in the world. I cannot understand why anyone wants to experience simultaneous orgasms. I want to experience your wife's climax, while fully in control of all of my faculties. I want her to know, that whether she fights me or not she will share that most intimate of experiences, whether she wants to or not. She is well on her way to losing every bit of control she has. I am going to take her to that place and enjoy her ultimate pleasure, her ultimate surrender. Her ultimate surrender to me."

She wasn't sure why, but she needed to make one last public display of defiance, of denial. She knew, short of a miracle or him changing his mind she was going to lose the battle.

"You bastard, I will never surrender to you. You can do what you like, I will never cum for you, never, never. You cannot force me."

"I do so wish your body would fight me, as hard as your mouth tries to. Turn round and show the others how well your pussy is doing at fighting your arousal."

He turned her and slipped her panties down her legs. When they were off one of her feet, he opened her legs and using both hands opened the lips of her pussy. Even from across the room, there was no mistaking her arousal. When he rolled her clit between his finger and thumb, they also heard her arousal. He chuckled, just loudly enough to be heard across the room, before going back to sit on the chair.

"Come here and straddle my lap. No face me, I want to see your face as you cum. I would love to play with you for hours, not letting you orgasm, until you plead with me. But I will keep that for another day. Right now, I am going to play with you and allow you to cum when your need becomes too strong. I require only three things from you. Firstly, when you cum I want you to announce it, to you husband, secondly, you will not turn away from me, finally, I want you to have a beautiful and very satisfying orgasm, for both of us."

Jen didn't even think to challenge whether to take up the required position. Her legs were spread very wide as he found her pussy with his hands. Although he started slowly, doing little more than tease her pussy lips, he soon set about building her to the climax he had been anticipating since arriving.

"I strongly recommend that you now do exactly what I said. If you don't, I will have to prove that with enough stimulation, you can experience a second orgasm. Now face me and keep your eyes open, for as long as you possibly can. Watching a woman orgasm might be my ultimate pleasure, but watching her build towards it is wonderful. Your eyes right now are screaming sexual arousal and I love the sound."

She couldn't work out whether he had magic hands or whether it was the situation. Either way her excitement grew, at an alarming pace. She had no doubt that it would take very little time for him to bring her to orgasm. She might hate him, but she loved how he was totally controlling her. She had no choice in the matter, which, somehow made it even more exciting. He gradually increased the stimulation to her clit, reading how this was building her towards losing all control. When he could see, in her eyes, that she was at the point of no return, he whispered,

"Tell him now, my dear, there is no going back."

"No never, never, no, no, noooooooo, oh fuck, please no, noooo........"

He loved how her face dissolved in ecstasy, as her orgasm enveloped her whole being. He loved how she had verbalised her excitement, at least a type of announcement. He had only played with her pussy lips and clit, but as she started to quieten down, he pushed two fingers deep into her pussy and ground his palm against her clit. Her eyes flew open and her protests, if that was what they were, became loud and desperate.

"No stop, it's too much, too much, I am going to........ fuck, fuck fuck, aaahhhh....."

He was as surprised as she was, when her hips took on a life of their own. She rode his fingers and his hand, thrusting up and back down in desperation. As she lifted herself up for the second time her pussy contracted hard in an effort to expel his fingers, but instead forcing a spray of fluids out of her with great power. She had never ejaculated before but realised immediately what was happening.

"Stop, stop, no more, too much. You win, you win, but please stop. I can't take any more, much too sensitive."

He stopped, but demanded that she licked or sucked his fingers, before allowing her to relax. It was a final defeat that she accepted without any resistance, confirming her complete submission. She fell forward onto her tormentor's chest.

Bobby D allowed her to stay where she was while addressing Jack. He confirmed that Jen would suffer the penalty every day, until the money was paid in full. The debt would also still be increasing. He warned about doing anything silly, like either Jack or Jen not being around at the agreed time the next day. Bobby's final action before departing was to position Jen on her knees, her arse up high, facing away from her husband.

"If you are man enough, fuck your beautiful wife, who has just saved your butt."

Before he was out of the door, he heard her angrily say,

"Don't you even think about it."

As soon as the door closed, she went to the shower and was amazed that she didn't only masturbate, but she orgasmed as soon as her fingers found her clit. She had never cum as quickly.

By the time Bobby D arrived the next day she was very nervous, very frightened, but frighteningly aroused and frighteningly wet. This time he teased her, until she didn't know which way was up. Finally, she begged him, just before she ejaculated for the second time in her life.