Here is the next installment of the Boss's Wager. If anyone has any comments or suggestions of what you want to see happen to Liz in the continuation, please drop me a line....
Liz had been so positive she would win the bet with Eric, Tom's boss, that she forced Tom to agree to bet the equity in their house against $100,000. When they found she was wrong, the young couple was devastated. Liz was in tears, Tom was badly shaken, but the bet had been recorded on paper, they had all signed in front of witnesses, and they were going to lose their home. But then Eric suggested he might be able to find a suitable alternative that would still humble her a little. Liz gratefully thanked him for considering that possibility.
But then Eric, his wife, and the other three couples who were present for the bet came back with a nightmarish solution which required Tom to call numbers at random from the phone book and offer Liz to up to anyone who answered for 4 hours of unlimited sexual exploitation, in which to successfully pay off the debt, she had to willingly participate. Since she was the one who had forced the bet thru, Liz tearfully decided she had to go through with the ordeal.
As Tom made call after call with people hanging up on him, the three couples watched, leering and smiling at the young couple's anguish. Finally, a woman answered and put them on speaker and she and three men accepted the offer.
The details can be found in "The boss's wager part 1".
As they left the house and walked to their car, Tom put his arms round his still shivering wife. He could feel her helpless sobs as they walked. Once in the car, neither of them spoke for several minutes, till Liz finally broke the silence with a question, "I suppose nipple clamps are to hurt me by pinching my nipples."
"I expect so," Tom answered.
"And they are going to give me an enema...and what on earth is a `capture nozzle'?" She continued miserably.
"Tom thought for a moment before replying, "Well, it does sound like they are going to give you an enema or they wouldn't have you buying the equipment. I have never heard of a `capture nozzle', but they have ordered a very large enema bag, six quarts, and a very long hose, six feet. That will give a lot of pressure and a lot of volume, so it sounds like they plan to give you a very large enema."
Liz just groaned and was silent. They both jumped when Tom's cell phone rang.
"Hello", he answered.
"Hello Tom," said Eric, "Put the phone on speaker so your lovely wife can hear also." He paused while Tom did as he was told. "Liz", he continued, "Your new friend Rita, or maybe I should say your new lover Rita, just called us back with a couple more items they want you to buy at the adult store." When Liz started to protest, he said "Now, now. I don't think you want to make them angry with you, so I would do what they ask. Now it is really pretty simple. You are to buy a medium sized butt plug, about 1 ¼ inch diameter, and a medium sized vibrating dildo with a wireless remote control on the vibrator. OK, got that?"
Tom answered for them, "Yeah, we got it."
"Oh, and also, Buck said you are not to fuck her this week Tom. She is to save herself for the fucking she is going to get Saturday night." He paused, waiting for Tom's response.
"I understand," Tom spoke quietly, shuddering at the words that reminded him of what his wife faced in just a few days.
"OK then, Liz you have a great time Saturday night" They heard him laughing as he hung up.
Neither of them spoke for a few moments then Liz said, "I can guess what a butt plug is, but I don't have any idea what the other thing he said is."
Tom hesitated and then said, "It is a rubber penis. I would guess a medium sized one will turn out to be about 8" long and 2" in diameter. The vibrator is supposed to produce a pretty powerful effect when it hits a woman's clitoris. I have never seen one up close, but I have seen pictures and read a little bit about it."
""But...but that is huge. How can that be medium sized?" She thought for a moment and continued, "And if that is really only medium, why didn't they have me get a large one? And there are already three of them, why do they want a rubber one. I don't understand. Maybe this size is enough larger than they are that they thought it was big enough. Do you think so?" The words rushed out of her mouth, almost babbling.
Tom hesitated before he answered, but she was looking at him so intensely and hopefully that he finally said, "I don't know, but I suspect it isn't larger than they are, or at least some of them. I don't think they would want to stretch you out with a rubber cock...they will want to do that with their own." Her eyes widened with the impact of his words, and he continued, "What I don't know is why they want a dildo at all, since they obviously intend to..." he paused again then said quietly, "to fuck you themselves."
They didn't speak again on the remainder of the drive home, each lost in their own thoughts.
The week drug by. As Buck had directed, they didn't make love as the days past. And they didn't mention what faced Liz on Saturday night. When Tom saw Eric and the other men at work, and they all made a point of seeking him out to say hello, no one mentioned the events of the previous Saturday or the coming one. They just smiled knowingly at him. Liz went through her days of teaching and sleepless nights tossing in their bed, her mind in a fog trying not to think about what was going to happen to her only a few nights away, and getting closer all the time. Her students knew something was wrong, and in fact a few of the girls asked her if she was OK. She assured them she was, while thinking to herself how far that was from the truth. She continually berated herself for getting into this horrible mess and vainly sought a way out, but found none. And then it was Friday evening.
"I guess I better go buy that stuff, " she said softly to Tom over a light dinner. She hadn't been able to eat much all week, her stomach churning in anticipation and fear. "We can't go in together, but will you go in first, so I know you are close...please".
As they pulled into the parking lot of the garishly lighted building, Liz was dismayed to see how many cars were there. She had no idea this many people actually shopped at a store like this. She watched Tom disappear thru the door of the store, steeled her nerves and after a minute or so, followed him. She was dismayed to see that all the clientele were men, probably 15 of them, and they all stared at her as she entered.
She paled as her eyes saw the merchandise hanging from racks and displayed on all the walls. Some were pornographic videos portraying every imaginable act, the covers showing women bound and being beaten, others showing two naked women making love, and even one showing a woman being fucked by a dog.
Then her eyes found the "toys" hanging everywhere. Everything from handcuffs to dildos of every size and shape imaginable. She slowly wandered through the store looking for the items she was to purchase. She went to the display of bondage equipment and saw an assortment of clamps, connected by small chains. The pictures on the packages showed the clamps fastened to women's nipples. She shuddered and kept looking till she found a set shaped like the letter K. When she picked it up she saw that it was designed so that when the chain was pulled, the clamp gripped tighter.
She then walked to the display of Dildos, but couldn't find any with remote controlled vibrators. She suddenly realized that the men in the store had all moved closer to her so they could watch her and she realized that every one of them was undressing her with their eyes. She blushed furiously and gave up and hurried to the counter where a young man with a pony tail had been watching her closely.
He looked her up and down as she walked up, his eyes lingering on her breasts and hips. He smiled at her and said, "Can I help you find something? You look like you are having trouble locating things."
"She placed the package of nipple clamps on the counter and stammered, "Yes please. I need...I need a medium sized dildo with a wireless remote controlled vibrator." The clerk nodded. "And I need a 6 quart enema bag with a 6' hose and a...a capture nozzle. And a butt plug about 1 1/4 " in diameter." She finished quickly, the words tumbling out.
"Wow, sounds like a fun night. Is this all to be used on you?" The clerk asked with a knowing grin.
"Please just get the stuff." She said thru gritted teeth.
"First answer my question." countered the clerk.
"Yes...yes it is going to be used on me. Now please get the stuff quickly." She pleaded, realizing that several of the male customers had moved close enough to see what she placed on the counter and had heard what she has asked for.
"You know, we received a letter earlier this week telling us that beautiful blond was going to be coming in to buy some equipment just like this to be used on her to pay off a bet she had lost. And now, here you are. Am I right?"
Liz didn't know what to say. The humiliation of this nightmare was getting worse and worse. "Yes," she whispered, "now please just get the stuff and let me get out of here."
"You just wait right here and I will be right back, unless you want to go with me and help me pick it out," the clerk grinned.
"No, just get it quickly please," she answered. As the clerk walked away, she looked up to see that the male customers had heard his comments and were all looking at her with leering smiles, whispering among themselves. She looked frantically for Tom and found him standing at the edge of the group of men, a concerned look on his face. She just dropped her eyes, blushing furiously, and waited for the clerk to return.
When he got back, the young man laid a collection of items on the counter. "The letter said I was to carefully explain to you how each of these work, so you won't have any questions." he smiled knowingly at her, "So let's start with the butt plug. You can no doubt tell from its name what it is for. Notice it has a smaller end to help it start in, grows rapidly bigger, then drops off to a smaller diameter, then has a t-handle shape. When this is shoved inside of you, your sphincter stretches to accommodate it, then after the big part is in, the sphincter closes around the smaller diameter, and the T-part fits in the crack of your ass. Unless you or someone else pulls it out, it will stay right there, held firmly in place by your sphincter. Any questions?"
"No" Liz groaned thru gritted teeth, her sphincter clenching involuntarily at the thought of having that big thing shoved inside of her.
"OK, lets go on to the nipple clams. Same thing, you can tell by the name what they are for. Notice the round rubber pads here on the clamp part, they have little rubber bumps on them. There is enough pressure in the springs to squeeze these little bumps into your nipple flesh so that if you pull on the chain, it just stretches your nipple, it doesn't come off. And the nice thing about the K clamps is that the harder the chain is pulled, the tighter the clamp grips. And they can be twisted and it just twists the nipple, it doesn't come loose. And by the way, when they first go on, they don't really hurt too much, but the longer they are on, the more they hurt, then after 10 minutes or so, all the blood is squeezed out of your nipple and the pain lets up. But then, when they are taken off, the pain comes back in a rush as the blood returns to your nipple. And if your nipple is massaged, like rolled between a thumb and forefinger while this is happening, it really hurts."
He looked at Liz, who just nodded that she understood. Her mind was spinning with the thought of those little rubber knobs being forced into her sensitive nipples...and then pulled and twisted.
Tom watched Liz's face closely as the clerk talked to her. He saw the fear and dread in her eyes. He watched the way the men were watching her and was suddenly horrified to realize that he had grown hard watching these strange men staring lustfully at his wife as the insolent young clerk described what the four winners of the bet were going to do to her.
The clerk then picked up the enema bag and held it up for all to see. "And this, this is a large bag, holding a full six quarts if it is filled up," he picked up the coil of hose, "And the hose is 3/8" diameter for a lot of water flow. That is bigger than the hoses sold with conventional enema kits from the drug store."
He then picked up a strange looking flesh colored hose about ½" in diameter about 18" long. It had an enema nozzle on one end, with a molded in rubber balloon about 4" from the end of the nozzle, then a space of about 1 ½" and then another balloon. On up the hose two smaller hoses came out of the side of the main hose about 6" from the end. Fastened to those smaller hoses was two rubber bulbs like the ones used to pump up a blood pressure cuff. "And then, we have the famous double balloon nozzle, sometimes called the capture nozzle." He smiled broadly at Liz's obvious embarrassment and shock. "This end", he indicated the nozzle," is shoved into your ass past this first balloon. It is then inflated inside of you by squeezing this ball three or four times." He squeezed the ball until the first balloon was the size of a tennis ball. "Then the second one is inflated on the outside of your ass. When the second one is inflated," he paused while he pumped it up to tennis ball size also, "it presses against your sphincter from the outside and it pulls the one inside of you tight against your sphincter from the inside. So it forces you to retain all the water that is forced into you from the enema bag. That is why it is called a capture nozzle. Once it is in you and pumped up, you are captured until the balls are deflated. And, by the way with a long hose like this it can be hung up really high above you giving a lot of pressure. I am sure that is how your friends plan to get this much water into you." He smiled at the horrified expression on the beautiful young blonde's face. "As long as it goes in fairly slowly, and they stop once in a while to let your body adjust to the water being inside of you, you can probably hold most of that water, At least gallon for sure, even as small as you are."
Liz felt like she was going to faint. Images of what he was describing were racing through her mind. "Please, just tell me how much I owe you and put these things in a bag so I can leave," she pleaded.
"Oh, I can't do that yet," he smiled, "we still have one more item to discuss. He picked up a large black dildo about 8" long and 2 ½" in diameter. "We are just getting to the best part. You will really enjoy this beauty. Notice I selected a black one. I think it will look good against your light skin, don't you? But before we get into that, the letter also said you were going to meet with three men and a woman to pay off this debt. Wow! That is going to be quite an education for you. You ever have sex with more than one person at a time?"
"No," groaned Liz, "Never."
"Looking at your reaction, I suspect you were one of those good girls who was a virgin when you were married and have never had anyone but your hubby. Am I right?" He pressed.
"Yes. You are right. Now please finish what you have to do so I can leave," she begged.
"And that surely must mean you have never had sex with a woman. Man, this is going to be a great night. I sure wish I could be there just to watch." he paused, "You know what. I bet you will discover it is the woman who first uses the clips on your nipples. She will be the one who clamps them and pulls and twists them. My experience has been that women who like pain with their sex like to convert other women to the same thing."
Liz gasped at his words, remembering the woman at the party who had told them to make her want pain with sex. "No. Please stop. Just let me leave now." She whispered.
"I can just see you pulling her pussy lips apart so you can get your lips on her clit and your tongue inside of her. And if she does it to you, I know you will like it because women know exactly how to touch women to drive them wild. Whooee! What a night you are going to have." He smiled at the men who had all crowded closer so they could watch Liz's face and admire her body. "Now let's finish up so this young lady can go home and get ready for her big party." He held the big black dildo out to Liz. "Here, you hold this."
Liz stared in horrified fascination at the frightening item. "It is huge...its too big. It is supposed to be medium sized. I can't..." she paused as her eyes took in the large bulbous head and heavy veins molded into the black rubber cock. It ended in a large ball with small bumps sticking up where she knew it would eventually ride against her most tender spot.
"Sure you can. You can take this and more. I just put fresh batteries in it, so it has plenty of staying power for you. Here, you hold it while I test its remote." He shoved the big black cock into the beautiful young wife's unwilling hands. "Hold on to it tight. You don't want to drop it and have to pay for a replacement. By the way, you ever use a vibrator before?"
"No," Liz stammered as she held it like it was a spider that might bite her, staring in fascination at the details molded into it. The clerk grinned at her and pressed the button on a small control box he held in his hand. Liz gasped as the rubber cock vibrated in her hands. She shuddered as the clerk adjusted the controls until the vibration increased to a very high pitch, then slowed nearly to nothing with yet another adjustment.
"When your friends put that down deep inside you and turn it all the way up, it will make you feel like you have never felt before." He smiled as he took the dildo from her and dropped it into a black plastic bag along with the other items from the counter. "That will be $385, and may you enjoy every penny of it."
Liz hurriedly paid him and grabbing the package, fled out the door to the car, with Tom following close on her heels. As they drove toward home, Liz said sorrowfully, "Did you see all that stuff. It is horrible. That enema thing...I can't possibly hold a gallon of water inside me, let alone six quarts. And those clamps. My nipples hurt just to imagine having them put on me. Why would anyone want to do that? I...I don't understand."
Tom could tell she was nearly in tears. He said quietly, "You don't have to do this. We can start over."
"No," she wailed, "we have worked too hard to get where we are. I do have to do this. I got me into it so I just have to do it." She paused, and then continued, sobbing intermittently, "I just don't know how I can stand it. And I know you will hate me when it is over, knowing what has happened to me...what I have had to do."
"No I won't. I love you now and I will still love you. I think you are being awfully brave to do this actually." He smiled at her guiltily, knowing he was still hard from the memory of watching the men see his wife humiliated, all of them imagining they were the ones who were going to have her.
"That big black thing, that...that..." She hesitated trying to remember what it was called.
"Dildo" Tom said quietly.
"Yeah, that dildo. When it vibrated it felt alive in my hands. I can't even imagine what that will feel like inside of me. I don't even want to imagine it." She sat quietly for several minutes then said almost in a whisper, "And to do those things he talked about with a woman...I don't know if I can." And after another long pause, "Do you think it will really be the woman who hurts me...who tries to make me like pain. I don't like pain...I don't. Other than the very first time we...well since then you have never hurt me when we made love. Why would anyone want pain. I just don't understand," she finished miserably.
He looked at his watch and then over at his frightened wife and said softly, "Well in just 24 hours you will learn the answers to all these things. It is six o'clock.
She shuddered at that thought, but said nothing, knowing he was right.