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Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 7

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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following
story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of
explicit sex including beastiality.  If you are not an adult, or reading
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location, DO NOT read it.

   This story is a continuation of "Honeymoon Gone Awry." If you haven't
done so already, you might want to read it first before continuing with
this sequel.  This story will be difficult to understand without the
background material provided in the first story.  It can be found at
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or dead is purely coincidental.

   A special thanks to Ted.  E.  Bear for his constructive criticism and
critiques as well as revisions that were incorporated into this chapter.

   Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome.  Email to "Kirk"
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   Edgar and Monica met in the study to review Doug and Julie's progress,
and also to discuss what modifications if any needed to be made to their
program.

   "I think last night was quite revealing," Monica commented.

   "Yes, both are progressing quite nicely," Edgar agreed.

   "Doug's decision to let Mabel suck his cock dry was a major step in the
right direction," Monica added.

   "Yes, I'm quite convinced that the boy will do just about anything we
ask him to do as long as he knows there's a reward to be had," Edgar
grinned.

   "Do you really think he's at that point?" Monica asked.

   "Oh yes, I think the mind-blowing orgasm he experienced last night
sealed his fate, especially since he was deprived for so long.  He'll do
just about anything to avoid that kind of deprivation again," Edgar said.

   "I hope you're right," Monica added.

   "Well, to be on the safe side, I think we'll start lacing his food as
well as Julie's with aphrodisiacs," Edgar decided.

   "I think that would be wise.  The aphrodisiacs coupled with positive
reinforcement for appropriate behavior will draw Doug further down that
dark road of depravity.  It's just a matter of stoking the fires within
him," Monica chuckled.

   "As for Julie, she is well on her way already," Edgar added.

   "Oh my God, yes!  She was unbelievable yesterday as Duke battered, not
only her ass, but also her pussy, and she wanted more!" Monica exclaimed.

   "Yes, she was quite the slut and showed no shame or remorse whatsoever,"
Edgar added.  "I love the internal turmoil we're creating in the little
slut.  You can just see in her face how much she wants to resist all the
nasty things we want her to do, but she's unable to resist."

   "We probably should focus more on Doug," Monica suggested.

   "No, I don't think so.  I want to keep pushing Julie as well.  She, by
no means, has reached her limit.  She may have accepted being fucked by a
dog, but now it's time to up the ante," Edgar insisted.

   "What are you saying, Edgar?" Monica asked.

   "Well, I want her to achieve a new low.  It's all well and good that she
accepts Duke as her lover, but now it's time to make her sink even lower,
and I want her to do it willingly.  I suggest something that will shock her
initially, but, because of her highly aroused state, she'll be forced to
accept just like she eventually accepted Duke.  Remember our ultimate goal
is for her to obey without question, no matter how disgusting or depraved
the request might be," Edgar replied as he paced back and forth lost in
thought.

   "What is the `something' you have in mind?" Monica asked curiously.

   An evil grin crossed Edgar's face as his eyes lit up.

   "I think I'll leave that as a surprise for you too, my dear," Edgar
replied.

   "Edgar, you are such a wicked man, and that's why I love you so much,"
she chuckled.  "All right, have it your way.  Do your worst, and let's see
if you can surprise me."

   True to his word Doug and Julie's meals, as well as anything else they
consumed during the day, were laced with an aphrodisiac.  He wanted the
couple hot and horny at all times.  His goal was to keep them maddened with
desire.  It was especially telling on Julie when you consider all the
modifications that she had already undergone.  Of course, they had no clue
that Edgar was having their food and drink drugged.

   Julie couldn't understand why all of a sudden there was always an itch
in her pussy.  Her clit, because of its increased length and girth, was
constantly being rubbed by her fattened pussy lips.  With every step she
took, they rubbed together making her hotter and hotter.  This kept her
pussy well lubricated all of the time, and many times her juices overflowed
her hot hole.  All this, in combination with the aphrodisiacs she was being
fed, kept her constantly obsessed with relieving that fire burning in her
belly.  She found it impossible to think or focus on anything else although
she tried desperately.  She simply couldn't concentrate on anything other
then the overpowering lust that permeated her very being.

   Her breasts were always highly sensitive and now the new bras caused
even more problems for her.  They held her breasts high but didn't restrict
their movement so that with every step she took her massive tits were
moving seductively in the sheer bra, which in turn stimulated her hard,
enlarged nipples.

   At times she felt so guilty when she considered her disgusting behavior.
She truly felt abandoned by God.  She had led such a chaste life that was
totally devoted to the Lord, yet since her marriage, all her prayers have
gone unanswered.  She wanted to be a good wife to Doug, but she found that
she was too easily influenced by all the forces around her.  The
overwhelming guilt which often plagued her was soon replaced by the growing
lust burning deep within her loins.

   The turning point for Julie was when God allowed her teeth to be
extracted.  That single act was irreversible.  No good could come from it.
From that point on she felt abandoned and alone.  Why did God allow these
things to happen?  She wanted to do the right thing, for there was always
this nagging thought in the back of her mind that God was ashamed of her
and disappointed that she had deserted Him in the face of adversity.  She
vowed to try harder to resist the temptations that she was presented with.
She knew that God would honor her faithfulness if only she could be strong
and resist the temptations of the flesh.  She had to be victorious over the
lust that was consuming her, but how?

   Doug was much more compliant now.  Even though the thought of the old
woman who made him cum disgusted him, the fact that he was allowed to cum,
however, was the overriding factor for him.  He knew that if he had it to
do it all over again, that he would make the same choice.  At first he felt
ashamed, but the release that he felt as he shot load after load of cum
down the old lady's throat, overshadowed anything else he might be feeling.


   He realized that no one was going to look out for him except himself,
and he resolved to make the best of the situation.  This kind of thinking
played right into Edgar and Monica's hands and marked the further decline
of Doug's moral fiber.  Now he would do almost anything to please Edgar and
Monica if there was a possibility that he would be allowed to cum.  He knew
that they controlled his cock, and his cock was hard all the time now.

   To further add to the distress of the young newlyweds, Edgar came up
with a new sleeping arrangement that would further increase their sexual
tension.  It was actually a stroke of genius on his part and mostly
designed to further torment Doug.  After Duke had his way with Julie each
night, Doug was tied on his side facing away from Julie.  His hands were
tied in front of him and to the bed frame in order to limit his movement.

   Julie was first bound, with her arms and elbows tightly secured together
with leather straps, which forced her tits to thrust out even more than
they naturally did.  She was then secured on her side facing him, with her
huge tits pressed tightly into his back.  Her upper leg was dragged over
Doug's hip, and her ankles secured to the bed frame to keep her in that
position.  Once in that position, they were forced to remain like that for
the entire night by two wide straps, one around their chests, and the other
around their waists, securing them firmly together.

   Doug could finally feel his wife's bare skin against his, as her huge
tits pressed into his back.  Her long, thick nipples were like two hot
pokers, but he couldn't fondle them or suck on them.  He could only feel
her soft, warm flesh against his.  With every breath that Julie drew, her
breasts and nipples pressed even tighter against his back, and as she
exhaled, while still pressed tightly against his back, he could feel them
somewhat pull away from him.

   Her breathing was driving him crazy with lust, but there was more about
this arrangement that was driving his lust filled blood to boil.  With her
thighs spread wide apart, and her cunt positioned right over his hip, the
juices of her recent coupling with the dog leaked out of her cunt and onto
his hip, then down his leg, butt and belly.  But it was the smell that
emanated from her cunt, that of a woman needing sex, that was driving his
lust.  Her pheromones were causing him to respond in a way that could only
ultimately result in pain, as his cock grew towards erection.

   Doug didn't get a restful night's sleep since this sleeping arrangement
began.  His wife's mammoth tits pressing into his back drove him wild.  His
cock would begin to get hard, but the Houdini Chastity cage bit into his
cock causing him excruciating pain which only deflated his poor, tortured
cock.  But the warmth of her tits pressing into his back were persistent
and filled his tortured mind with visions of him squeezing, nibbling,
sucking, and biting on those luscious orbs.  This only caused his cock once
more to respond, and the vicious cycle continued all night long.  While he
was partially getting his wish to finally feel his wife's tits, his cock
would pay the price.  He wouldn't be able to get a restful night's sleep as
long as this sleeping arrangement lasted.  Of course, Julie's feelings
about the new sleeping arrangement were quite different than Doug's.  She
was extremely happy to finally have some physical contact with her husband,
fully believing that at last she was giving him some pleasure from her
body, even if it wasn't the most comfortable of positions for her.  She
knew that her breasts, pressed firmly into his back, would give him great
pleasure.  What she didn't realize was the price he had to pay for the
pleasure he received, caused by the Houdini Chastity belt.  This ultimately
would work against the young bride since his resentment for her increased
as a result of their new sleeping arrangement.



   TWO WEEKS LATER

   After dinner one evening they retired to the living room for their
nightly entertainment.  Julie was feeling especially horny probably from
the larger then normal dose of drugs that Edgar added to her dinner.  He
wanted to concentrate more on her mental conditioning for the time being
before continuing with any more body modifications.  Doug also received an
extra dose in his meal which insured that he would be very compliant for
this evening's activities.

   "Is there something wrong, Julie?" Edgar asked.

   "It's so hot in here," Julie complained.

   "No warmer than usual," Edgar said.

   "Well, I'm warm," she said.

   "Why don't you take off your clothes, then?" Monica suggested,

   Julie looked at Monica and then at Edgar and knew it wasn't a request.

   "I think I'd rather keep my clothes on if you don't mind," Julie
replied, feeling a pang of guilt at what they were requesting her to do.

   "It wasn't a request, Julie.  It was an order," Edgar said irritated.

   Julie reluctantly slipped out of her dress and stood there in her
underwear and six inch stiletto heels.  She knew God looked down and saw
everything.

   Edgar nodded, and she proceeded to remove her pink thong and matching
bra.  Her amazingly large tits sprang free with hardly any sag at all.  Her
puffy labia were moist.  She felt so ashamed of herself.  She prayed that
God would show her the way out so that she could serve Him all the days of
her life.  That's all she really wanted.  She was at peace only when she
served Him.

   Monica picked up her thong and showed it to Edgar.

   "Look how wet this is," she exclaimed.

   "That's because Julie is nothing more than a nasty little slut, aren't'
you?" Edgar remarked, rising and walking over to her.

   Julie hung her head in shame.

   "Hands behind your neck now, slut, and spread those legs wide," Edgar
ordered.  "I want to see that nasty pussy of yours."

   Julie reluctantly obeyed as tears welled up in her eyes.  Why did he
call her a slut?  He made her do all those nasty things.  She didn't want
to.

   "Look at her, Doug.  This is your innocent bride.  The virgin that you
married," Monica said looking over to Doug who was cuffed to the couch. 
"What do you think of her now?"

   "I don't understand why she's so wet," Doug said, careful not to say
anything that might offend Monica or Doug.

   "Well, I think you do, Doug," Monica said as she walked over and sat
next to him.

   Monica then ran her hand up and down the inside of his left leg.

   "Tell Julie why she's so wet," Monica said.

   Doug knew what Monica wanted him to say.  He also knew if he didn't, he
would only make it more difficult on himself.

   "She's so wet because she's a slut," Doug said.

   "No!" Julie yelled.  Doug's remark was like a knife being driven through
her heart.  "How could you say that to me?  I'm your wife!  Don't do this
to me, Doug.  I love you!"

   "You're my wife?  We haven't even consummated our marriage!" he replied.

   "It's not my fault!  They did this to us.  What choice did we have?" she
wailed.

   "Yes, initially they were to fault, but you're the one who pushed me
away and demanded that we come back here!" Doug retorted.

   Edgar was enjoying this, and it fit right in with their conditioning.

   Julie started to cry.

   "I didn't push you away because I didn't love you.  I was upset at the
time, but I was wrong.  I shouldn't have taken it out on you.  Why can't
you forgive me?  Why can't you understand that our wedding night was so
devastating to me?  I was a virgin.  I had saved myself for you, but all my
hopes and dreams were shattered that night," Julie cried.

   "You're hopes and dreams were shattered?  You did it with everyone else
and enjoyed it!  I didn't see you pushing anyone else away.  Christ, you
let the damn dog lick your pussy and tits every night while I watch.  Then
he fucks you in both holes," Doug spit out.

   "Don't talk to me like that!  I had no choice.  They made me do it.  It
was disgusting.  I didn't want any part of it.  I had no choice," Julie
cried.

   "You didn't need much convincing last night.  You encouraged the fucking
dog.  I could see the smile on your face.  I could see the lust in your
eyes.  You're a slut," Doug said disgustedly.

   Monica kept rubbing his leg and whispering in his ear that he had every
right to feel that way.

   "You're not being fair," Julie whimpered.  "I'm human, and I have
limits. I can take just so much.  They get me all aroused, and then I can't
think straight.  I do things that I later regret.  I'm not proud of what
happened, and I've asked God to forgive me.  If God can forgive me, why
can't you?"

   Edgar ran his finger between Julie's puffy pussy lips.  The injections
had made them so much fatter and sensitive.  She was wet, and his touch was
like an electric shock making her knees go weak.

   "Please don't touch me," Julie whimpered.

   "You know you like it, Julie.  Even your husband knows what you are,"
Edgar taunted her.  "Look how wet you're getting."

   Edgar removed his fingers from her pussy and put them to her lips.  She
stared back at him.

   "You know what to do, slut," Edgar said.  "Lick my fingers.  All sluts
like to taste themselves."

   Julie refused and stared straight ahead ignoring him.  She needed to
take a stand and be strong.  She prayed that God would give her strength.
Edgar slapped her across her left cheek and then backhanded across her
right cheek.

   "This insolence will not be tolerated.  Do as you're told," he screamed.

   Julie reluctantly took his fingers in her mouth and sucked her juices
off of them.  Edgar dipped them back in her pussy and coated his fingers
again and made her suck some more.

   Monica had an inspiration and released Doug from the couch.

   "Let's get comfortable, Doug.  Take off your clothes," Monica ordered.

   Doug didn't need to be told twice as he quickly stripped.  He stood
there naked except for the chastity device he was forced to wear.  Monica
unlocked the belt and released his cock from the tube.  It immediately
sprang to life after being stifled all day.  The only other thing he had to
worry about was the larger butt plug that was still in place, but he was
getting used to wearing them now.  He even looked forward to Monica
sodomizing him.

   "Remember, Doug, if you cum without permission, you'll pay dearly," she
warned.

   Monica led Doug over to his wife who was now in great distress.

   "Can we sample the slut?" Monica asked.

   "By all mean," Edgar said.

   "I'm not a slut," Julie whispered, and she continued to pray.

   Monica chose to ignore her as she dipped two fingers into Julie's
dripping pussy.  She then offered her fingers to Doug who sucked on them
greedily.  Julie looked somewhat embarrassed as she watched her husband
tasting her juices for the first time.  She knew she was getting aroused,
and she knew it was wrong, but there was nothing she could do about it. 
She couldn't do anything about the itch in her pussy that was driving her
crazy.  She tried to focus on God and draw from his strength.  She quoted
scripture silently as her body was being abused.

   Monica kept dipping her fingers into the sloppy pussy and feeding Doug
her juices.  She then increased it to three fingers and then four.  Julie
moaned as she got hotter and hotter.  Her blood was boiling.  Her clit was
hard and throbbing and desperately needed some attention.  Her nipples were
rock hard as they stuck out prominently on her gigantic knockers.  She
found it hard to focus, and her thoughts became scattered.

   She prayed that God would intercede soon.  She didn't want to be aroused
like this, but there was just so much that she could take.  She didn't know
how to fight them off.  She didn't know how to fight off these feelings.

   Julie continued to pray silently.  "Greater is He that is within me than
he that is within the earth."

   Edgar moved around behind her and kept whispering in her ear.  "You're
such a slut, a nasty, dirty little slut."

   Then he reached around her and squeezed her luscious tits purposely
avoiding her throbbing nipples.  A chill ran through the aroused girl.

   "See what a nasty slut your wife is?" Edgar asked.

   Doug nodded as Monica shoved her sopping wet fingers back in his mouth.

   "She'll do anything to get off, Doug.  That's how sluts are.  All they
think about is their pussy and cuming.  Isn't that right, Julie?" Edgar
asked.

   "No!  No!  I'm not a slut.  I've always been a good Christian girl," she
protested, thrashing her head back and forth, as her knees went weak from
Monica working on her pussy, causing her to get wetter and wetter.

   "Answer me, slut!" Edgar ordered as he smacked her huge tits.

   "Noooooo," Julie moaned.

   "Tell your husband what you are?" Edgar ordered still manipulating her
now super sensitive tits.

   "I...I....I'm a....  good ....  girl," she stammered, looking at her
husband through glazed eyes.

   "You're a dirty, nasty, slut!" Edgar corrected.

   "I...  I...  I'm a dir...  good girl," Julie moaned as she licked her
lips seductively.

   "No, you're a dirty, nasty little slut," Edgar said.  "Look how aroused
you are!"

   Monica dipped four fingers into Julie's pussy, forcing them deeper and
causing the poor young bride to moan and shutter.  She could no longer
think straight.  She couldn't focus her thoughts as the fire raged in her
belly.  Her clit was hard and throbbing, ready to explode.

   "You love that don't you, slut?  You like it when Monica slides her
fingers into your slutty cunt, don't you?"

   Julie only moaned as Monica pushed deeper.

   Edgar pulled Julie's hair, forcing her head back.

   "Answer me!"

   "No!  No!  I hate it," Julie moaned.  "I'm a good girl."

   Edgar chuckled.

   "Doug, does she look like she hates it?  Look at her eyes," Monica said,
mocking the highly aroused girl.  "Does she look like a good girl?"

   "Tell Doug what you are," Edgar ordered as he pulled harder on Julie's
hair.

   "Ooooooowwww," Julie complained.

   Monica kept working her fingers in and out of the gushing girl.  She
wouldn't hold out much longer.  There was just so much a body could
withstand before giving in.  After all, she was human, not a machine.

   "Do you like what Monica is doing to you?" asked Edgar.

   "No," Julie moaned.

   "That's enough, Monica," Edgar said.  "Julie doesn't like your fingers
in her pussy.  I guess we were wrong about her."

   Monica slowly withdrew her fingers from the girl's now sloppy pussy,
making sure to rub against her hard, throbbing clit.

   Julie shuttered.  She felt an emptiness and didn't like it.  She was so
fucking hot, but she was trying to be strong.  She wanted to do the right
thing, but Monica's fingers felt so good.  She prayed to God for strength.

   Monica was walking away.  They really were going to leave her alone. 
Her clit was throbbing unbearable.  She so much needed something in her
cunt.  She tried to pray to God for strength, but the raging fire was
consuming her.  She could stand it no longer.

   "No, wait!  "I do like Monica's fingers touching me," Julie broke down,
knowing that she had betrayed God.  The lust of the flesh was just too
great for her to resist.

   "Say it then, slut.  Tell Doug you're not a nice girl.  Tell Doug where
you like Monica shoving her fingers," Edgar yelled, pulling back harder on
her hair and slapping her left tit.

   "I...  I...  like Monica sticking her fingers in my cunt," Julie
stammered.

   "Yes, Doug, she likes Monica's fingers in her cunt because she's a dirty
slut.  Isn't that right?" Edgar asked, yanking harder on her long auburn
hair.

   "Yes!  Yes!  I'm a slut!  And yes I do like Monica sticking her fingers
inyo my pussy," Julie moaned, knowing she was defeated.

   "Do you like anything else in your pussy, slut?  Do you like cock in
your pussy?" Edgar taunted the woman.

   Julie hips were moving as Monica sawed her fingers in and out of Julie's
overheated pussy.

   "Yes, yes, oh God yes, I love cock.  I love cock in my pussy and in my
mouth.  I love to suck cock because I'm a slut, a dirty slut," Julie moaned
out of control as she approached her orgasm.  She knew that this was wrong,
but she wasn't strong enough.  How could she resist the things they did to
her?  She knew she failed God, but the flesh is weak.

   Edgar nodded and Monica withdrew her fingers and offered them to Doug to
suck on.

   Julie groaned with need, being denied the climax that she wanted so
badly.

   "See what a slut she is, Doug.  It's a good thing we exposed her for
what she really is before you got too far into this marriage.  All she's
thinking about right now is cumming.  Isn't that right, slut?" Edgar
questioned her.

   "Yes, yes," Julie moaned.  "I want to cum so badly."

   "That's because you're a slut, isn't it?"

   "Yes, I'm a slut.  Please let me cum?" she begged.

   "Do you care how you cum, slut?"

   "No, just let me cum, please," she moaned.

   "See, Doug, sluts don't care how they cum, just as long as they cum.  It
could be you, me, Monica, the dog, the old man, the old lady.  It really
doesn't matter, does it, Julie?" Edgar asked.

   "No!  Oh God, no!  Just let me cum," Julie moaned, her pussy now on fire
and burning out of control.  She was totally defeated.  Lust ruled.  All
thoughts of God had vanished for the time being anyway.

   Edgar smacked her tits some more as Doug watched them collide into each
other.

   SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

   Julie moaned as the stinging blows landed on her huge F cup tits.  Doug
looked on with his mouth agape.  She was really nothing more than a slut,
and just a short time ago he had thought she was an angel.  How wrong he
had been.  Look at her getting so aroused by the abuse to her tits.  She
almost had him convinced tonight that she hated everything they did to her.
How could he be such a fool?

   "You like that, slut?" Edgar asked as another stinging blow landed on
her right tit.

   "Yes.  Yes.  I like it!  It makes me hot," she wailed.  She was so
ashamed.  She didn't understand why his vicious blows to her sensitive tits
were so arousing.

   "What do you like, slut?  Tell Doug," Edgar ordered.

   "I...  I...  like it when you slap my tits," Julie moaned.

   "And why do you like it?"

   "Because it makes me wet, and I'm a slut who likes to cum!"

   "That's right, a dirty slut and a whore.  Sluts like to be abused,"
Edgar said.  "Tell Doug you're a whore."

   "I'm a whore!  I'm a dirty whore," Julie moaned as another blow landed
on her left tit.  "Please hit my fucking tits harder!"

   "Look at her, Doug.  Isn't she a pathetic piece of shit," Monica asked
as she stroked Doug's cock.

   "Y...  yy...yes," Doug stammered, and she was just that.  She never
treated him right.  He never even got to touch her, not even once.

   "Edgar, maybe we should let Doug touch his wife.  After all, they've
been married for over a month now," Monica said as if reading Doug's mind.

   "Mmmmm....  Maybe you're right.  Everyone else has sampled the slut. 
Duke has her every night," Edgar added.

   Julie felt so humiliated.  Why were they treating her like this?  It's
not her fault if they made her so hot and horny that she needed to cum. 
She didn't want any of this.  She tried to resist.

   Edgar talked to Doug while Monica stood in front of Julie, resting her
hands on the sides of the poor girl's mammoth tits.  She leaned in and
brushed her lips against the distressed girl's lips and then ran her tongue
all around them.  Her tongue lashed out to meet Monica's as the tingling
increased in her clit and her pussy lips throbbed with need.

   "OK, Doug, if you want to touch the slut, here's what you have to do,"
Edgar said.  "Hold your hand out like this and keep your fingers together."

   Doug imitated what Edgar was doing.  The thought of touching Julie was
getting him so excited.  Was he really going to be able to touch the tits
that drove him crazy every night as they pressed into his back?

   "Then you have to bring your arm back like this and swing forward as
hard as you can on the side of her left tit.  If you do that correctly,
I'll then let you do the same thing with your other hand on her right tit,"
Edgar exclaimed.

   Would Doug go through with this?  Did he want his first contact with his
bride to be stinging blows to her tits?

   Edgar waited for Doug's response.  Doug was at first very quiet.  He was
thinking about what Edgar wanted him to do to his wife.  He knew this would
probably be the only opportunity he had to touch her, but did he want his
first real contact with those gorgeous tits to be a vicious slap?  Night
and night as her massive tits were pressed against his back, he lay awake,
tormented and frustrated.  At night his hands were tied, and he couldn't
touch those luscious globes like he desperately wanted to.  Now, here was
an opportunity to get his hands on them.

   Julie was the love of his life.  They were so much in love and had so
many wonderful plans for their life serving the Lord, but now everything
was so different.  He didn't want to stray, but he felt abandoned by the
Lord.  Their lives would never be the same.  Could they go back to the life
they led before this all happened?  Doug didn't have the faith to believe
that would happen, and besides how many times over the past few weeks did
he see her being abused and enjoying herself to the point where she
climaxed?  And she was the one who refused him twice that day they were
released.

   "Ok, I'll do it," he said hesitantly.  What the fuck did he have to
lose? Edgar already smacked the shit out of her tonight, and she seemed to
loved it.

   Edgar smiled.  This boy was coming along just fine.  Why even a week ago
he probably would have been appalled at the idea of hitting his wife.  Now
he eagerly accepted the offer.

   Monica broke her kiss with Julie and stepped aside.  Doug stood in front
of her.  Julie looked at him with lust filled eyes.

   "Alright, Julie, lock yours hands behind your neck and stick those huge
jugs out for your husband to smack," Edgar ordered.

   Julie knew that resisting was futile as she reluctantly locked her hands
behind her neck.  Her immense tits were now prominently on display and so
vulnerable.

   He raised his right hand, brought it back, and landed a vicious blow to
her left tit, knocking it into her right one.  They collided and continued
to shimmy as Julie's jaw dropped open.  She groaned in pain.  Her breathing
was labored as she felt the enormous weight of her tits swinging back and
forth from the force of the blow.

   Julie never thought in a million years that her husband would hit her,
especially with such a vicious blow.  Something inside her died.  She knew
now that he wouldn't love and cherish her all the days of her life, and
this filled her with sorrow.  Doug was not her protector.

   "Not bad, Doug!" Edgar said.  "You've earned the right to smack the
other one.  Make sure it's good and hard this time."

   Julie stared at her husband not able to hide the lust that was consuming
her.  She wanted to hate what was happening to her, but she couldn't.  Her
nipples ached; they were so hard.

   "You really are a slut!" Doug yelled as he brought back his left hand
and landed an even harder blow to her right tit.

   Julie's knees were shaking as her pussy oozed out even more juices.  She
was so close.

   Doug had touched his bride's huge tits!  He was excited, and his cock
throbbed and grew harder.  So what if he didn't touch her tits the way he
had wanted to.  The fact of the matter was that he did get his hands on
them for the first time.

   "Well done, Doug.  You have made the slut so hot," Edgar said.  "Isn't
that right?"

   "Ye...  Yesss," Julie moaned.  "M...  More..."

   "The slut wants more, Doug," Monica said as she reached around him and
stroked his cock.  "And I think you should give it to her.  Give it to her
good for all those years she denied you, the little goody two shoes that
saved herself for everyone else but you."

   Yes, he would show her as he raised his right hand and brought it down
viciously on her left tit.  Julie screamed but arched her back for more,
and Doug gave it to her as his left hand came down on her left tit.  Her
mammoth tits were in constant motion as they were being battered by her
husband.

   SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

   Julie's tortured tits were getting red and bouncing around out of
control with each successive blow.  Doug was caught up in what he was
doing. His adrenalin was flowing as he abused his wife's luscious tits.  He
was mesmerized as the colossal globes danced on her chest under his
direction.

   "Harder!  Harder, you bastard!  Hit me harder!" she screamed.  "Hurt me.
I deserve it.  I'm nothing more than a worthless slut who has failed God!"

   "All right, that's enough," Edgar said.  "The slut's had enough."

   "No!  No!  Don't stop now.  Let him hit me.  I deserve it.  I'm so
close. I'm so damn close.  Let him hit me!" Julie wailed.

   "Too bad, slut.  You had your chance," Edgar said coolly.

   Julie's hands reached for her sopping wet cunt, but Monica grabbed her
arms before she could touch herself.  She pulled them down to her sides.

   "Don't try to touch yourself again," Monica hissed in her ear.

   Then Edgar stood in front of her and backhanded her across the face,
knocking her head to the right.

   "Don't ever touch yourself without permission again, slut!  Do I make
myself clear?"

   "Yeeesss," she mumbled feebly.

   "You'll cum if and when I decide you may cum.  Do you understand?"

   "Yeesss," she stammered in total defeat.

   "Is that all you think about, slut, cuming?" he asked.

   "No," she wailed, feeling so ashamed of herself.

   Monica consoled Julie while at the same time keeping her on the edge
with her kisses and caresses.  She knew what she was doing.  Edgar brought
over a chair and made her sit down.

   "It's alright, baby.  Take it easy.  Everything will be alright," she
assured the girl as she massaged her aching tits, keeping the slut bride
aroused and on the edge.

   Doug returned to the couch feeling somewhat satisfied that he finally
got to touch his wife's tits and not just look at them.  He had a raging
hard-on and hoped Monica would reward him later tonight.  His heart was
racing as he thought about what he had just done to his beautiful wife.  He
slapped her luscious tits, and she loved it.  She wanted more, and he only
wished that he could have continued until she came.  He so much wanted to
have that power over her.

   Edgar left the room and returned with a cage that was covered with a
cloth.  He set it down around five feet in front of Julie.

   "What are you thinking about, slut?" Edgar asked.

   "You made me like this.  You turned me into what I am.  You got me so
aroused and then denied me," she whimpered.

   "Tell me, Julie.  Do you ever think about anything else?"

   Julie couldn't think clearly.  She thought back over the past few weeks.
What did she think about other than sex?  She tried to think about the Lord
and pray, but they made her focus on sexual things every waking moment. 
There were the DVD's she was forced to watch and the sex with the Doberman,
and the constant horniness.  Every movement that she made set her tits in
motion - swaying and bouncing around wildly on her chest.  Whether she was
sitting, standing, walking, or kneeling, she could feel the effects of
gravity on her newly enlarged and much heavier tits, and all this added to
her arousal.  Even her pussy betrayed her.  She couldn't walk or sit
without her enlarged pussy lips rubbing against each other and rubbing her
large throbbing clit.  She was always wet.  All she thought about was
satisfying that damn inferno burning in her loins.  She never was like this
before.  She was never in her life aroused like this.  She wanted to be a
good girl.  She wanted to be a good wife for Doug, but that was impossible
under these conditions.

   "No," she quietly answered.

   "That's because you're a slut, and all sluts think about is sex, just
like you do," Edgar said.

   "That's all I think about," she whispered in defeat.  She didn't have
the will or strength to fight him any longer.  "I can't help it.  You force
me to think of nothing else.  I don't want to, but I can't help myself."

   "I know.  You can't help being a slut.  You are what you are, and it's a
good thing I found you when I did.  You might have never known what a nasty
bitch you really are otherwise," Edgar said.

   In the midst of her sexual stupor, that strangely made sense to Julie,
and she was starting to really believe it.  She had to be a slut.  What
else could explain why she was always so horny and having nasty thoughts
all the time?  Good Christian girls didn't feel like she did right now. 
God wouldn't abandon a good Christian girl and allow all this to happen to
her.  She must be getting what she deserved.  God was punishing her.

   "Are you ready to cum?"

   "Yes," she moaned.

   Edgar reached down and took the cloth off the cage.

   Julie screamed.

   Monica's jaw dropped open.  She was caught off guard.  She never
suspected anything like this.  When Edgar said he wanted to push Julie to
the edge, he wasn't kidding.

   "No!  No!" Get that out of here!  Satan get behind thee!" she screamed
as she thrashed around, trying to get up from the chair.

   "Settle down, baby," Monica whispered in Julie's ear as she reached
around and took Julie's long hard nipples between her thumb and forefinger.
"Just settle down."

   Julie moaned at Monica's touch as she squeezed her throbbing nipples. 
It was if they had a direct connection to her clit which was hard and
pulsing.  The itch in her cunt was unbearable.

   Edgar opened the cage and a seven foot Eastern indigo snake slithered
out.

   "Keep it away from me!" Julie wailed.  "It's evil!"

   "There's no reason to be upset, Julie.  Felix is a very gentle snake. 
He's one of my pets.  I've had him for quite some time," Edgar explained.

   The snake was a beautiful iridescent, glossy, blue-black.  This
particular species was native to the southeastern United States.  Edgar had
this one shipped up from Florida several years ago.  These snakes were
generally docile in nature, and that was one of the reasons why Edgar
acquired it.  Considering the fact that they liked to occupy warm tight
places, made them perfect for what Edgar had in mind.

   The snake moved slowly towards Julie.  She tried to focus on the
creature as it advanced closer and closer, but Monica was unrelenting in
manipulating her sensitive nipples and bringing her closer and closer to
the brink.  Her pussy dripped her love juices onto the chair.

   As the snake got closer, Julie got hysterical.  She tried to get away
again, but there was no escape.

   "No!  No!  Get it away from me!  It's evil!" she wailed

   As she thrashed around in the chair, Monica had all she could do to
restrain her.  Edgar quickly sprang into action and cuffed her ankles to
the chair legs and handcuffed her wrists behind her back.

   The snake wrapped itself around Julie's left leg and started working its
way up her leg.  The snake felt cold and wet against Julie's warm skin, and
the poor girl shivered as the seven foot indigo slithered higher and higher
towards her wet gapping pussy.

   "No!  No!  Please get it off of me," she shrieked in terror.  "Snakes
are evil.  A snake tempted Eve.  Don't you read your scripture!"

   Doug was speechless as he sat mesmerized by the scene unfolding before
him.  He had seen and experienced so much in such a short period of time.
He couldn't help but get excited as the snake moved within inches of his
slut wife's dripping pussy, but at the same time, he realized that Julie
was right.  Man's downfall, as recorded in Genesis, the first book of the
Bible, occurred because Eve gave in to temptation when tempted by the snake
in the Garden of Eden.

   "It's OK, baby," he just wants a warm place to crawl into," Monica
whispered in Julie's ear.  She tugged hard on her fat throbbing nipples,
causing Julie to move her hips up and accidentally come in contact with the
snake's head.  The snake lashed out its tongue at Julie's clit.

   "No!  Don't let it touch me," she screamed, but at the same time she
shivered as her clit was caressed by the kiss of the snake.  The snake's
tongue darted in and out of its mouth attacking the throbbing clit.

   "Oh God, no this isn't right," she moaned.  "The snake is evil.  I won't
be tempted!"

   The snake continued to lash away at her hard throbbing slit with its
tongue.  Julie knew this was wrong, but at the same time she was getting so
wet and so aroused by what the serpent was doing to her.  She prayed that
God would give her strength to overcome the fire that was quickly building
in her lower belly and threatening to consume her.  Her nipples tingled
with each lash of the asp's tongue upon her tortured clit.

   Edgar picked up the snake and held it in front of Julie.

   "What are you doing?" she groaned as her fat pussy lips quivered.

   "Well, I don't want my slut to be scared so I took the snake away," he
explained.

   Julie looked at Edgar with a disappointed expression on her face.  She
was disgusted by the serpent and even feared it and what it represented,
but at the same time, her body was betraying her.  The snakes tongue felt
so good on her throbbing neglected clit.  She really wanted more.

   She tasted of the fruit of evil and had liked it.  Now she was giving in
to temptation and was contemplating allowing this evil serpent to taste of
her treasures.

   "You don't have to if you don't want to," Julie stammered.

   "Don't have to what?" Edgar chuckled.

   "You don't have to take the snake away," she answered embarrassed.  What
was she saying?

   "Are you telling me you like what the snake was doing to you?" Edgar
asked.

   Julie looked at him still highly aroused but coming down somewhat.  The
lashing that her clit had taken felt so good.  Damn Edgar!  Why did he do
this to her?  She was giving in to temptation, and she couldn't help
herself.  Her clit demanded attention, and she couldn't deny it the
gratification it so desperately sought.

   "Yes, God damn it!  I liked it!  Are you satisfied?" she blurted out in
defeat.

   "Well, there you have it, Doug," Edgar said looking over at Doug sitting
on the couch.  "Like I said, your wife Julie is a slut in the true sense of
the word.  She will do anything to get herself off, and now she wants to do
it with a snake!  Just moments ago she found my pet disgusting, and now she
wants it!"

   Julie panted.  She was frustrated.  The bastard was tormenting her.  Why
did she have to lower and degrade herself like this?  Why couldn't she be
strong and resist temptation.

   "The snake was your idea, damn it," she retorted.  "Who brought the
snake in here in the first place?"

   "Yes, Julie, I provided the snake for your enjoyment, but that doesn't
mean you have to take me up on it.  You have a choice.  No one is twisting
you arm and making you do anything.  Just say the word, and I'll take the
serpent away.  Make your choice now," Edgar ordered.

   Julie knew what the bastard was doing.  He wanted her to beg.

   She wanted to be an obedient child of God.  She wanted to show Edgar
that her faith and love for God was greater than anything he could do to
her.  She wanted to show everyone that she could resist temptation, but
most of all she wanted to tell Edgar to go to hell.  But she couldn't, for
all she wanted right now was to extinguish the fire raging in the pit of
her stomach.  Her whole body was on fire.

   "Give me the fucking snake.  Put it back where it was or ram your
fucking cock up my pussy.  I don't care either way.  Just make me cum," she
wailed in defeat.

   "Well, you can't have my cock right now.  That's not an option, although
I'm so glad to hear that you want it," Edgar laughed.  "So I take it you
want the snake?"

   "Yes," she hissed, exasperated with the game he was playing.

   "You understand the snake will want to enter you?" he asked.

   This thought hadn't occurred to her, and now the thought of the serpent
violating her pussy, no matter how aroused she was, repulsed her.

   "No, but..."

   "Well, it will," Edgar whispered as he brought the snake closer to her.
"It likes warm, moist places.  You see this species is very docile and
trainable," Edgar added as the snake hovered near her face.

   "Kiss it, slut!" Edgar ordered.

   "That's disgusting.  I'm not going to kiss a snake," she exclaimed.

   "Kiss it, slut, or you won't cum," he threatened.

   Julie knew it wasn't an idle threat.  He meant it, and he would make her
suffer all night just like they made Doug suffer for weeks.

   "Don't make me do this," Julie cried.

   "Kiss it, or your evening will end at this very moment," warned Edgar.

   Her huge tits quivered on her small frame as she thought of the
consequences of refusing Edgar's request.  Her pussy was itching and
driving her to distraction.  No matter how much this act repulsed her and
violated every principle she lived by, she had no choice.  She found the
act disgusting, but what could she do?  She reluctantly moved her head
forward and kissed the snake's head.

   "That's not good enough, slut.  You're not kissing your mother.  Pretend
he's your lover which he soon will be.  Open your mouth and get that slutty
tongue out and kiss your lover," Edgar ordered.

   She was being forced to stoop lower and lower.  Edgar would stop at
nothing to degrade and debase the girl until every moral fiber had been
stripped from her.  She was digging herself a hole that she would never be
able to climb out of.  She opened her mouth and moved her tongue towards
the snake's head.  The snake was watching her with its beady eyes.  Their
tongues met, and the snake pushed its tongue into her mouth.  Julie
shivered as chills ran up and down her spine.

   Julie groaned as Edgar moved the snake lower and let it flick its tongue
across her hard turgid nipples.  She shivered again at its touch.  She
never knew that a slimy serpent could arouse such a response from her.

   Doug watched speechless as the snake's mouth clamped down on Julie's
nipple.  Julie moaned and thrashed her head back and forth.  The snake
released her nipple unharmed, and Edgar moved it over to her other nipple
which it caught in its mouth and held for several minutes.  Its small fangs
agitating her throbbing bud as it applied more pressure further arousing
the slut bride.  Her large breasts shimmied and shock provocatively on her
chest as her clit throbbed and ached.

   She was hooked.  She was too far gone now.  The snake could do anything
it wanted to do to her.  It didn't matter.  All that mattered was the fire
burning in her belly, and she would do anything to extinguish it.

   "Oh, yes!  Oh yes!  That feels so fucking good!" Julie exclaimed.

   "Yes, slut, and that's what it's all about, isn't it?" Edgar asked as he
dropped the snake on her leg.

   Julie jumped slightly as the snake slithered back up towards her
dripping pussy.  Here was the warm cavern it had been seeking.  It could
crawl in there and nest.  The snake's tongue darted in and out of its mouth
as it neared her fat, pulsating pussy lips.  Julie's breathing became
labored as she anticipated the snake's next move.  The snake moved its head
up and down her fat wet labia with its tongue darting in and out of its
mouth and just grazing her pussy lips.  This drove her wild as she thrashed
on the chair.  The snake was driving her absolutely crazy.  Her huge tits
bounced around wildly on her chest as she gulped in labored breaths of air.

   "Feels good, doesn't it, slut?" Edgar antagonized her.

   "Oh my God, yes, so good," Julie moaned.

   "What are you?" Edgar asked.

   "I'm a slut!  I'm your slut!" she wailed in ecstatic bliss.

   "Yes, you are and never forget it, a nasty little slut who just wants to
get off no matter how sick and depraved it might be," Edgar continued
taunting the young bride as the snake found her opening and nudged her fat
pussy lips apart, entering the warm, dark cavern.

   Julie's mouth dropped open as she felt the cold head of the snake
entering her.  Her puffy labia clung to the scaly creature as it burrowed
deeper and deeper into the warm, dark cavern.

   Oh my God!" Julie moaned as the snake stretched her hot hole, its body
getting thicker as it burrowed deeper into her secret place.

   "Speaking of God, what does he think of you now, Julie?  Do you think he
would approve of what you're doing?" Monica whispered in her ear.

   "What?  Why do you have to bring Him into it?  I can't help it!  You did
this to me," Julie moaned as the snake reached the end of the tunnel and
hit up against her cervix.

   Edgar pulled on her throbbing clit pushing her over the edge as the
climax hit her full force.  She bucked and withered on the chair as the
snake nudged forward, bathed in her hot pussy juice.

   "Oh yes!  That feels so fucking good," she wailed as she shook her head
back and forth, her huge tits flopping on her chest.

   Monica brought Doug over to get a closer look at his slut bride getting
off on the serpent buried in her hot pussy.  His cock was hard and
throbbing, envying the snake that was ravishing his wife's pussy - a pussy
his cock never had the opportunity to enter.

   "She's such a slut, Doug," Monica whispered as she stroked his hard
cock.

   "Monica is so good to me," Doug thought as he was mesmerized by the
spectacle before him.  "That slut I married is only concerned about getting
herself off."

   Doug reached the point where he saw his bride, the one he loved and
cherished for so many years, as nothing more then a nasty whore who
deserved what she got.  He needed to watch out for himself, and he figured
Monica was the key to his survival.

   Edgar pulled on the snake forcing several inches out of Julie's gaping
pussy, but the snake would have no part of it as it quickly slithered back
up into its warm tunnel hitting against her cervix.  Julie grunted with the
impact, and Edgar pulled once again.  The snake slithered back in and again
smacked into her cervix causing it to dilate slightly.

   Edgar continued to pull the snake out a few inches only for it to
quickly move back into its warm and secure tunnel, battering the spasming
girl's cervix harder and harder.  Julie erupted again as her cervix was
further dilated.  Edgar was unrelenting as it continued to pull on the
snake.

   "Aaaaaagggggghhhh!" she screamed as another orgasm hit her.  Her large
tits were thrashing wildly back and forth on her small frame, and the sheer
weight of them almost threw her off balance and onto the floor.

   Julie was on an orgasmic roller coaster never coming fully down but
always rising higher and higher as the snake repeatedly pounded away at her
cervix.  Her oversensitive clit was constantly stimulated by the creature
that was unrelenting and refusing to give up any ground.

   "Oh God, that feels so fucking good.  What's it doing to me," Julie
screamed.

   "Jesus, look at her!" Doug exclaimed as Monica continued to play with
his cock.

   "Oh yeah, oh yeah, fuck me," Julie moaned, thrashing on the chair now
constantly climaxing with each one more intense then the previous.

   Monica moved behind Julie who was lost in the overpowering orgasms that
were now coming one right after the other.  She bent over and whispered in
the slut bride's ear.

   "How many good Christian girls get off by being fucked by a snake?" she
hissed.  "You are so perverted!  What if all your Christian friends could
see you now?  What would they think of you?"

   Edgar pulled hard on the snake this time and forced it almost all the
way out of Julie's hot pussy before suddenly letting go.  The snake made a
mad dash fearing it was losing its dark wet home and smashed against her
already battered cervix.  This time its head lodged itself in the partially
dilated cervix.

   Julie exploded and was lifted up with the force of her climax.  She
would have sky rocketed right off the chair if her legs weren't shackled to
the legs.

   "Oh!  Oh!  What's happening to me!" she screamed as the snake attempted
to bury itself deeper in Julie, stretching her poor pussy as its girth
increased with every inch that entered her.  Her large oversensitive labia
caressed the thickness of the snake as it retreated into her dark tunnel.

   "What's happening to you?  What do you think is happening to you, you
pervert?  You're getting off like you've never gotten off before, and by a
fucking snake at that," Monica hissed, continuing to torment the girl.

   For her own safety Edgar released Julie from the chair.  He released her
legs while Monica freed her arms from the chair.  Monica then returned to
the couch to give Doug some much needed attention.

   The chair soon tipped over, and Julie fell to the floor, flopping around
like a rag doll.  She was out of control as the snake sought to go even
deeper.  Edgar pulled on the snake and inch by inch was able to force the
creature from its warm safe home.  It put up a fight right until the very
end, slithering and thrashing left and right trying to burrow further into
its warm wet cavern.  Julie spasmed again as another climax hit her just as
its head popped out of her pussy.

   "Oh!  Oh!" she moaned as she flopped around on the floor like a fish out
of water.  Her breathing was labored as her huge tits heaved up and down
and fell off to her sides from the sheer weight of them.

   "No, don't take it away.  I want more," she groaned as every nerve in
her body was alive and sensitive.

   Edgar kneeled down beside her with the snake still in his hands.

   "You want more, Julie?  What do you want more of?" Edgar asked.

   "I want the snake!  Please give me the snake.  I feel so empty," she
groaned as she thrashed about on the floor.

   "A short while ago the snake disgusted you!" Edgar taunted the
distressed girl.

   Julie looked up at him pleadingly.

   "I thought the snake was evil.  Now you want that evil creature in your
body defiling you?" he pressed on.

   "I don't know!  I'm so confused," she mumbled in dismay.

   "Get on your hands and knees," Edgar ordered as he dropped the snake on
the floor in front of her.

   Julie rolled over and got up on her hands and knees, anticipating what
Edgar might have in store for her.  All she knew was that she wanted the
snake.  She knew it was wrong, but God had deserted her.  God didn't give
her the strength to resist temptation.  It wasn't her fault she told
herself.  The flesh was weak.

   Her massive tits hung heavily from her chest as gravity pulled them
downward.  Her nipples grazed the plush carpeting, sending ripples of
pleasure up and down her spine.  The snake slithered towards her, flicking
out its tongue at her hard turgid nipples.  This increased the waves of
pleasure that were now continually assaulting her.  She watched,
mesmerized, as the snake caressed her nipples with its tongue.  It then
burrowed between her cleavage as it instinctively made its way downward
towards her dark, dank tunnel.

   Edgar in the meantime quickly disrobed.  He was determined to give the
slut an experience she wouldn't soon forget.  He retrieved some K-Jelly and
applied it to her inviting anal ring as the serpent edged its way closer to
her dripping pussy.

   Julie now knew what Edgar had in mind as she raised her ass, offering it
up to him.  Edgar smacked her ass cheeks hard, landing blow upon blow upon
the vulnerable orbs as Julie groaned in lust as she rotated her hips.

   Edgar ran his long, hard cock up and down the crack of her ass, further
arousing the young slut bride.  The snake was getting closer as it worked
its way down towards her inviting, warm tunnel.

   Doug couldn't believe what was happening to his wife.  Precum dripped
from his cock as he watched Edgar push the head of his cock against his
bride's anal sphincter.  He met with resistance, but in her aroused state
it soon gave way and he entered her ass.

   "Ohhhhhhhhh!" Julie groaned in lust and pain as she thrashed around on
her hands and knees.

   Edgar's cock was buried in her ass and traveling inch by inch up her
anal canal towards her colon.  At the same time the asp had found her warm,
dark tunnel and quickly buried its head between her fat pussy lips.  It
wasted no time as it slithered into her cunt, moving deeper and deeper into
her tunnel until it was stopped by her cervix.  The snake was persistent
and attempted to bury itself deeper into its warm home.

   By now Edgar had buried all eleven inches of his cock in Julie's ass and
had entered her colon.  He slowly withdrew his cock until only the head was
buried before he rammed its full length back into her.  He settled into a
rhythm as he continued to pound her anal passage faster and faster while at
the same time smacking her upturned ass cheeks.

   Julie's mouth was agape as she was double penetrated by both Edgar and
the snake.  Her huge pendulous tits swung wildly back and forth on her
chest as she was assaulted.  They slammed into each other with each vicious
thrust of Edgar's cock violating her rear passage.  The overpowering climax
consumed her as Edgar continued to slam her ass with his huge cock.

   Julie shook and quaked uncontrollably as each successive climax hit her
non-stop.  The serpent was unrelenting in its quest to dilate her cervix
and enter her womb as it continued pushing forward, causing it to dilate
even more.  At the same time Edgar unrelentingly pounded her ass, quickly
reaching that point where he knew he would soon explode.

   "Fucking, slut!" he screamed as his hand came down and smacked her ass.
"You're not so high and mighty now, are you?"

   Julie groaned, lost in her own lust as she was once again overcome by a
mind-blowing climax.  All these feelings were so new to her.

   Edgar couldn't hold off any long as his hot, scalding cum sprayed into
the slut bride's violated ass.  He continued to squirt his hot sperm in her
bowels as her ass milked him dry.  Finally sated, Edgar withdrew his cock
from her ass and walked around in front of her.  The snake was still buried
in her pussy which was now obscenely stretched out by the girth of the
snake.

   Julie's chest was heaving as she fought for air.  Her breasts swung
heavily, her nipples grazing the carpet, helping to keep her in a highly
aroused state.

   Edgar grabbed Julie by her hair and lifted her head.  Julie looked up at
him with lust filled eyes.  She shivered as another climax hit her.

   "Clean up your mess, slut," Edgar ordered as he buried his slimy cock in
her mouth.

   "Ouch!  Damnit!  Give me those fucking teeth!" he screamed as he
withdrew his cock from her mouth.

   Julie removed her dentures and handed them to Edgar.  He then slapped
her viciously across the face.

   "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to," she wailed.

   He ignored her apology as he buried his cock in her mouth and down her
throat in one brutal stroke.  His balls slapped against her chin as she
went wide eyed from the sudden invasion.  Although not fully hard, his cock
was still one to be reckoned with even when not fully aroused.

   "Sorry, baby, but I better help Edgar," Monica cooed as she replaced
Doug's Houdini Chastity belt and secured him to the couch.

   Monica walked over and reached between Julie's legs for the snake that
was still buried in her pussy.  She couldn't believe how wide the snake had
stretched the poor girl's cunt.  Her pussy lips clung to the massive girth
of the snake.  She pulled on the snake, attempting to dislodge it, but the
serpent put up a good fight as it refused to give up its warm home.  Monica
was persistent and was slowly winning the battle as more and more of the
snake was dislodged from Julie's hot, throbbing tunnel.

   In the meantime Edgar's cock responded to Julie's warm inviting mouth
and began to get hard again.  While buried in Julie's throat, it began to
grow, filling her even more.  She went wide-eyed as she fought for air, but
Edgar held her head close to his belly, refusing to release her from his
grip.  He loved the feeling of his cock buried in her warm throat.  Every
inch of his cock was caressed by the walls of her narrow passage.

   Julie struggled and thrashed about as she became lightheaded.  Her
breasts swung wildly on her chest as she fought for air.  Her heavy breasts
collided into each other, making loud smacking sounds with each collision.

   Finally Edgar relented and withdrew his cock from her throat.  Julie
coughed and gasped as she fought to get air into her lungs.  She took in
large gulps of air, unable to get enough.  Edgar gave her a few more
seconds before he once again buried his cock in her throat.  Then he held
her head up by her hair as he used her mouth like a cunt and fucked it with
long cruel strokes.  His balls smacked against her chin with each harsh
stroke.

   Monica finally was able to dislodge the not so happy snake from its warm
tunnel.  It was wet and slimy to the touch.  She looked on as Edgar pounded
the poor girl's throat with his eleven inch cock.  Her heaving breasts gave
Monica an idea as she knelt down still holding the snake and inched it
towards the bride's warm inviting cleavage.

   The snake slithered between the warm orbs realizing that this was better
than nothing.  It coiled its slimy body around Julie's left tit and
squeezed.  Julie groaned from the new sensation coursing through her body.
The snake then recoiled and slithered around her other breast, filling her
with more wonderful sensations.  The snake continued to experiment as it
explored her massive globes, enjoying the warmth and softness of her flesh.
It flicked out its tongue to tease her nipples and then finally clamped
down hard on her right nipple, sending her over the edge once again.

   "Aaaaaaagggghhhhhh!" Julie screamed as the climax hit her hard.

   Edgar was unrelenting in his assault on the slut bride, but finally the
cum boiled in his balls and he was ready to explode.  Unable to hold off
any longer, he held her head tightly as he unleashed a vast amount of cum
directly down her throat and into her belly.  Her nostrils flared as the
hot cum shot down her throat.  The snake was still working over her tits as
her belly was filled with cum.

   Edgar finally withdrew his cock from her mouth.  He returned the snake
to its cage.  He was quite satisfied with the way the evening had
progressed.  Julie was still in another world as her body continued to
spasm.  She lay on the floor flat on her back with her huge tits being
pulled to the sides by the force of gravity.

   Doug was beside himself.  He couldn't believe what he had just
witnessed. His wife was double penetrated by a snake and Edgar's huge cock!

   "I think that's enough excitement for tonight, baby," Monica said
patting Doug on the head.

   "But, Monica, I didn't cum yet?" Doug whined.

   "If you're real good, maybe tomorrow you can cum again."

   Doug was so disappointed and frustrated.  His slut wife came so many
times as he watched the bizarre spectacle taking place before his very
eyes. This only added to his resentment of his bride as it was intended to
do.  Doug was playing right into their hands.  The bigger the wedge they
could drive between him and his bride, the better he would serve their
purposes, for Doug had yet to play an instrumental role in Julie's as well
as his own degradation and fall from grace.

   Edgar helped Julie up who was mentally and emotional drained from her
ordeal.  He gave her back her dentures.  The young newlyweds were taken
back to their suite.  After long showers the evening came to an end with
Julie totally exhausted from the night's activities, and Doug once again
lying awake on his side with his poor cock captive in the Houdini Chastity
Belt.  Julie lay next to him with her enormous tits pressed firmly up
against his back.  Neither could move from their captive positions, and
Julie soon fell off to sleep from sheer exhaustion.

   "Sleep, you fucking slut, sleep while I lay awake frustrated.  All you
think about is yourself, but don't worry my time will come," he thought as
he felt her hard nipples pressing into his back.  "I've had my hands on
your tits once, and I will again.  I'll do anything necessary to get my
hands on you again."


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